The entrance to the underground station is located in the middle of the first floor of the Adventurers' Guild, and is a passage to the underground.

On the wall behind the entrance to the passage is a large wooden plaque with a line in large letters in lingua franca that reads "Express Train - Casali Station", and several lines below it in small print in several different scripts. Above the wooden plaque is a large circular clock, which points to 7:40.

Several dwarves and goblin staff, who were maintaining order, had been drowned in a sea of luggage and passengers. Vane and the others followed the crowd pouring in from the not wide passageway, down the stone steps, and soon came to the underground station.

The underground station is similar to the power boat station in Obojar, except that the space here is larger, and there are already many people waiting on the platform tens of meters long.

The platform is more lively than the ticket office. The dwarves carried large bags of luggage, hammers and various smelting tools, some took out wine jugs and drank wine, and some did not know what to say, and laughed without any image. Some goblins weave through the crowd and take advantage of the opportunity to peddle small items.

"That's a lot of people!" Felder said, smacking his tongue as he looked around. Then he added: "No, it should be said that there are so many rich people. ”

"I think we've forgotten one thing. Eth said worriedly. "We don't have thick clothes......"

"Don't worry, it's never too late to buy it when you get to Herbertsel. Elena said disapprovingly.

"Elena, where's your cutie?" Felder deliberately accentuated the cutie.

"I've asked the innkeeper to take care of it, and the lizards can't live in Thorson. Elena glared at Felder and said.

Directly ahead, on the track, a blackened train was quietly stopped. It looks completely different from the style of a power ship or airship, with a large auger at the nose and four carriages, each of which looks like a large barrel made of steel.

"Is this the Kaso Express, which looks like a clumsy mountain black bear. Felder looked at the steel monster in front of him and said disdainfully.

"Hey boy, you know what, this is the fifth generation of the Dreadnought!" said one of the dwarves in front of him, turning around and menacingly. He was muscular, with brownish-red hair standing dishevelled on his head, and his long beard was tied into two pigtails.

"Dreadnought?" Felder was recalling the appearance of the Elven Expeditionary Force's ship in his mind, and didn't react for a moment.

The dwarf saw Felder stunned, and a smug smile appeared on his face, and he said more energetically: "It looks like you're riding for the first time, and the Dreadnought is made of the best steel of Hebsel, combined with the latest advanced technology. Its appearance is simply flawless......"

What, ancient elf technology is called real technology, compared to goblin technology or something, it's like a child's game. Of course, Felder didn't dare to say it, so he had to refute it silently in his heart.

Just as Felder didn't know how to get out, the voice of a goblin came over the radio: "Dear passengers, the Kaso Express is ready, passengers bound for Thorsen get on the train as soon as possible and leave in ten minutes." ”

As soon as the words ended, the doors of all the carriages were opened at the same time, and everyone began to squeeze forward with all their might, and it was a chaotic scene again. And Simpson already has the experience of buying tickets, has long occupied a favorable position, and squeezed in the first place.

The interior of the train maintains the usual style of the goblins, and it looks quite simple. In the middle is an aisle that can accommodate two people in parallel, with small round tables and chairs placed on either side.

There are not many windows on the train, and there are only four small windows in the carriage of more than ten meters. Simpson had taken up a table near the window, and everyone sat down one by one.

"It's really hot in here!" Felder wiped the sweat drops from his forehead with his hand.

"The patience is over, and it is said that it will be two or three hours to reach Herbertsel, and then I am afraid that I will miss the temperature of Casali again. Wayne put his luggage at his feet.

Coincidentally, the two female elves that everyone saw while waiting for the bus were sitting across the aisle at this time. They spoke in a slurred Elven language, and occasionally let out pleasant laughter, which was very special in the rough voices of the dwarves around them.

"Those two elf sisters are so beautiful, I don't know if they have boyfriends. Felder glanced to the side from time to time and whispered.

As soon as he finished speaking, the two elves turned their heads to look at him at the same time.

"I told you that elves live a long life, maybe they're too big for your grandmother. Vane said and looked at the two elves, and saw that they were looking at him again, and their faces were angry.

"They won't be able to hear it......

"You two, do you really think we can't hear you?" said one of the elves, grim and fluent in lingua franca.

"Sure enough, long ears are an advantage......" Felder muttered in a voice that only he could hear.

Vane turned his head awkwardly and looked out the window.

The train had started unconsciously, and the scenery on both sides quickly receded, but there was hardly any sound, and it seemed that it was also using the magic power system of goblin technology. In this way, the price of a gold coin is very cheap, after all, Obohar's power boat costs five silver coins at a time.

Felder and Simpson are arguing about the Force's conversion rate, and Elena and Ace are excitedly planning their next trip to Solson. Vane had barely slept all night, his eyelids were barely lifted, and with the noise and stuffy air around him, he quickly fell asleep on the table.

In a drowsy state, Vane dreamed that he had become an eleven or twelve-year-old child, playing on the beach. The sun is shining all around, and the water is crystal clear. Suddenly, a man in a black cloak appeared, forcibly picked up a little girl next to him and left.

The little girl cried out loudly, "Vane, save me!"

Vane looked closely, and the little girl turned out to be Elena! Although her face looked a little immature, it could not be wrong. He sped up, but no matter how much he ran, he couldn't catch up with the black cloak in front of him.

Tears welled up in Elena's face as she struggled to reach out to Vane. Her face faded and her voice grew quieter. Vane ran desperately, but his heart fell into the abyss......

"Vane, Vane!" Vane felt someone tapping him on the shoulder, and Elena's voice rang in his ears again.

"Elena......!" Vane shouted, abruptly aware. He was sweating profusely, his body tensed, and his hands unconsciously stretched forward, but he touched something.

Vane moved his hands, a soft touch between his fingers. He opened his eyes to see Elena standing next to him, her face shy and angry.

"Uh...... Just had a nightmare...... "Vane withdrew his hands like an electric shock, his head down, his face hot, and his voice as low as a mosquito.

"Elena, come and see!" came Eth's excited voice not far away.

"Let's go check it out, it's already in Sorsson. Elena's face turned crimson, and she pulled up Vane and walked out the window.