Chapitre 1888: Try Our Luck

'Alright...' Jakar nodded in response. 'However, you'll have to convince me first that your method is feasible.'

'Oh? That?' Rean almost laughed after hearing that. 'I'll just say the same thing your Uncle Fran told me. Whether you believe it or not is your problem. The other option is to stay secluded in this place for the next who knows hundreds of years.'

Jakar had to admit Rean was right. 'Okay, okay. I'll follow your plan, then.'

'At the moment, it doesn't matter if you will or not, though,' Rean answered back. 'I'll only try this third option out when I see my Iridescent Tears.'

Sure enough, Rean wouldn't just try it to find out that Jakar didn't have any of the Iridescent Tears at all. The only reason why he still hadn't escaped yet was because of them.

Jakar couldn't hide his troubled expression. 'Right... there's that too.'