Observing the strange reaction of the cloaked girl next to him, Ernest slightly tilted his head and felt a little puzzled but didn’t ask. He briefly thought that the cloaked girl might not agree with the sudden call Ernest made, but thankfully, she didn’t. It’s not like Ernest was asking for police help, anyway.

After a brief call, Ernest hung up the phone and returned it to his sling bag.

Perhaps, thinking Ernest wouldn’t resist, the cloaked girl immediately tore the bottom part of her cloak. Then, she tied the torn fabric around her injured shoulder.

“Urgh!”

The girl’s groan was audible as she tightened the cloth over her wound to prevent further bleeding.

Although the girl had lowered the threatening blade that had been pointed at Ernest, she still kept it close.

Ignoring the cloaked girl, Ernest’s gaze went to the mirror. He checked if anyone was chasing them. He thought those who should be chasing them would take a long time as they had to descend to the ground floor first, but before he raced too far, several cars were already seen coming out of the underground parking lot.

“It seems we wasted too much time chatting. If you can, please fasten your seatbelt! I’m going to speed up a bit now.”

Ernest gave the command as if he was concerned for the safety of the cloaked girl.

However, from the cloaked girl’s perspective, she thought Ernest couldn’t possibly be worried about her because she was holding him hostage.

Seeing the cloaked girl refuse to obey his command, Ernest just smiled and immediately switched to racing mode. Instantly, the smell of burning rubber and high-octane fuel hung thick in the air as the car he was in raced fast on the streets.

Although the Toyota Camry Ernest drove was just a mid-range sedan focused more on comfort, reliability, and fuel efficiency, he managed to maximize the advantage of the distance that was already far apart from the start.

The main problem Ernest faced now was how to escape without being caught by the people chasing him and the police or military outside the Milk district.

So, he had been wandering aimlessly without a destination. The first thing he thought of was how to get out of the Milk district.

Suddenly, a clue came uninvited.

- For residents of Orlando and surrounding areas, we have received good news from the local government that a dungeon has been detected at Orlando International Airport.

The radio voice Ernest didn’t have time to turn off was heard and almost half startled the cloaked girl next to him. It would have been good if she had let go of the knife in her hand as a reflex, to her surprise, but she almost stabbed her knife into Ernest’s neck.

“Eek!!”

Fortunately, Ernest reacted in time and managed to dodge. Nevertheless, his neck was still grazed a little, blood oozing out, dripping down and soaking his shirt, along with the cold sweat that emerged from his pores.

“I’ll remind you. Before you kill me, whether intentionally or not, I will crash this car, so you’ll die with me!”

Ernest squinted and furrowed his brows. He gave a warning while touching his neck as if to see if it was still intact or already severed.

The cloaked girl did not respond to Ernest’s words but instead returned her knife to his neck just like before.

Behind Ernest’s serious expression, his mouth slightly twitched as if holding back laughter. In his heart, he thought that the cloaked girl looked like a sensitive kitten, even though she still exuded a cold nature.

Ernest couldn’t see her face because of the hood and veil covering her expression, but he guessed she was embarrassed by her startled and overreacting reaction.

Seeing her reaction when surprised, Ernest could tell she was in a very tense state. The human body tends to be easily startled when the nerves are tense.

“Did you hear the radio announcer’s words earlier?” The cloaked girl said as if trying to change the subject.

“Of course.”

It seemed that not only Ernest understood, but the cloaked girl did, too.

The reason why the female radio announcer said that the discovery of the dungeon was good news for the public was because, within a radius of several miles, there would only be one magical event. There wouldn’t be any more possibilities of magical events happening in residential areas. That was good news for the people of Orlando and surrounding areas.

- According to the information, Orlando International Airport is an area that has been sterilized by the government from human activities the day before. So, most likely, there will be no casualties. Moreover, thanks to government technology, the worst situations can be prevented by detecting where the possibility of magical events will occur.

There was also good news for Ernest and the cloaked girl. The police and military would surely be deployed to Orlando International Airport rather than spread out in various places. They would surely gather there, and other areas would be safe from their patrols.

Without waiting long, Ernest immediately left the Milk district without fearing encountering the police or the military.

“It seems we’re quite lucky... Oops! It seems I’ve raised the death flag.”

Initially, Ernest was happy because he could already escape from the Milk District and successfully take a considerable distance from the pursuers, but then bad luck came when he uttered positive words.

When Ernest looked at the car’s rearview, he was puzzled as to why there were still cars tailing him.

Did his driving skills suck so much that they could easily catch up? He didn’t think that was the problem.

“Do you have something that could make them track your whereabouts?”

“I’m sure there’s none.”

“If so, there must be a spy who always reports our whereabouts.”

That was the only answer as to why they could still chase even after Ernest turned here and there until they were out of sight.

Ernest tried to find out which building the spy might be from, but he soon gave up because the rats following him had lifted their guns.

They opened the tops of their cars, unlocked their weapon safeties, and immediately pulled their triggers.

Bang! Bang!...

The sound of gunfire was like a lightning bolt, the invisible gunpowder spreading in the air, and the orange light dazzled every time the trigger was pressed.

Crash!

The rear window of Ernest’s car shattered, forcing Ernest to duck as much as possible. As he ducked, he didn’t expect the cloaked girl next to him to also duck with him at the same time.

Automatically, a romantic scene was created as their heads were very close together, so Ernest could hear her breaths, bringing a sense of suffering and tension.

It’s a pity that the scene couldn’t last long.

B-Bang! Bang!