"Robben, have you seen *Holy Mountain Journey*?"
"Y-Yes, I've seen it," Robben answered with an awkward smile, nervously scuffing his foot on the floor.
"Oh, really?" The boy who asked the question rolled his eyes slyly and deliberately raised his voice. "You're telling me that manager from the Potion Factory actually survived at the end? That's infuriating!"
"N-No, he didn't," Robben stammered, swallowing hard. "Didn't that manager turn into a zombie at the end?"
"Tch, so you really have seen it. How boring." The boy instantly lost interest and sat back down in front of his easel.
PHEW—
Robben breathed a sigh of relief. He hadn't seen *Holy Mountain Journey*. The Shadow Demon Tickets were too expensive for him to afford. For the open-air screening in the square, he was too frail to push his way to the front. He also left the art studio too late, so he could only stand behind a tree and watch the ending from a poor angle.
