Jeremiah made his way into the train station, quietly. Thanks to the fact that it was late there was nobody outside or inside the train station who would spot him except the ticket man of course. The man didn't say a word as he gazed upon the cloaked man with the giant sword who entered the station. Instead, his eyes widened with fear, though Jeremiah wouldn't look over once a the man to notice. It almost felt like nothing happened. Here this man was, working in the station like Arthur didn't just kill their former king. Did anybody truly care? As soon as Jeremiah reached the tracks, the train zoomed past him, stopping after only a few seconds. It was then that the young man would leap atop the train, crouching on the top of the moving metal object until it exited the station.

Once he could see the sky above him he stood, moving his mask to the right side of his face. "Wonder where Shura is..." The fire demon informed Jeremiah that he'd be in Crocus to fight against Grimoire Heart. As it stood, he was the strongest active Phantom Lord member which meant he would probably fight against one of the stronger Grimoire Heart mages, he just hope Shura didn't fail like Miah himself did. Not only did he fail to make it to the castle in time while only being meters away, but he also wasn't able to take the body of the Grimoire Heart mage thanks to multiple high ranked Rune Knights appearing. However, he was seen as an ally of the Knights. Hopefully that didn't effect how the current king saw PL. Guilds weren't the military faction of he government, so it was possible that Arthur would want to punish the guilds that fought against him. Then again, he could have been a forgiven leader considering he obtained the position he wanted.  Nobody would be stupid enough to stand up to him if the allied forces couldn't beat him.

At least now he could relax a bit. When he was home and after he rested a bit, he would think about his next move. Ever since he absorbed Bennu, he didn't feel as stressed as he was before. That cloudy feeling he had in his head was finally gone.

Baska. From here he would travel by foot to Oak. He'd be there in no time. All in all, this wasn't really a long trip when he was deep in his thoughts. Just before the train came to a complete halt, Jeremiah leaped off.


WC: 440/300