Chapter 239. Three Emperors Society

Having checked in, Benjamin realigned his thoughts. With the address in hand, he once again stepped out briskly.

"Hey, mate, need a ride?"

Barely moments outside the hotel, an aged taxi edged closer to where Benjamin stood. The thickly-accented voice of the driver took him by surprise, but he'd prepared himself for such encounters, enabling him to comprehend the offer at hand.

In the delicate veil of the moonlit night, he fervently expressed: "I wish to go to the address written on this paper."

With a refined cadence, Benjamin responded in a most pristine English.

After all, in this land of New Braum, the mastery over the English language was quite ubiquitous. So, upon hearing his response, the taxi driver just slightly nodded in understanding. He then swiftly took the slip of paper from Benjamin's hand, skimming its contents with a cursory glance.

As the driver discerned the written address, a fleeting shadow crossed his countenance. Had Benjamin not be