Sebastian unexpectedly glanced at the young werewolf:
"I thought he would say if he were me, he wouldn't let his sister come along."
Charlotte then sighed:
"It seems that everyone here has a story."
"Hey, in this world, who doesn't have their own story?"
Sebastian seemed to be stirred by Charlotte's words and shook his head with a smile.
"Silence!"
The old werewolf's voice of dissatisfaction came from the front of the group.
Glancing at the now quiet Charlotte, Sebastian immediately shut his mouth.
Crossing the open-air mine on the periphery of the mining area, the group soon entered the real mine shaft under the guidance of the old werewolf.
Of course, though it was called a mine shaft, to Charlotte, it resembled an underground city with a touch of steampunk style.