Chapter 33: Farming Extraction Points
Two armoured vehicles powered by dozens of monster cores drove noisily through the wilderness, raising a cloud of dust in their wake.
Gabriel sat silently, cleaning the hilt of his greatsword while Alice stared at him as if he was rare candy or something.
He had long noticed her gaze but ignored it. They were currently heading toward the ruin site, which was roughly a thousand meters away.
"It’ll most likely take a day and a half if the bus keeps running at 100 km per hour," Gabriel noted.
Of course, he also knew the time could be longer since they needed to rest.
Apart from Alice, he could feel the eyes of others scrutinizing him. Gabriel could tell they all wanted to converse with him but seemed to be holding back because of his emotionless face.
"So, tell me more about yourself," Alice struck up a conversation, sensing the awkwardness.
"There isn’t much to know about me," he replied without glancing up. He didn’t want to speak any further—not after knowing the nature of Alice’s talent.
A single slip of the tongue, and he might be forced to give out more than he intended.
Alice furrowed her brows. "Everyone has a story. I’m sure you have something to say too. Take me for example—I’m an Assassin-type Adventurer, the second daughter of Thomas Voss. My favorite person is that bitchy lady with the emotionless face in the other vehicle."
"That’s good to know," Gabriel said, showing no interest in the conversation. In fact, apart from the name Voss, he couldn’t even remember the rest of what she had said.