The private jet that departed from Nepal landed in Cairo after thirteen hours.

“Yawn…! Have we arrived?” Han-Yeol asked.

“Yes, I believe so,” Mariam replied.

"Oh, it's convenient that it's so close."

The private jet was exceptionally comfortable and cozy for Han-Yeol, and his flying experience exceeded his expectations. In fact, it was superior to the accommodations provided by the Nepalese government during his stay in Nepal.

Additionally, he played chess with Mariam whenever he felt bored during the flight. However, he couldn't compete with her, even when she didn't use her telepathic abilities against him. Han-Yeol played a total of seventy-five matches against her and lost every single one.

“I will win against you one day, Mariam!”

“If you say so.”

“Tsk!” Han-Yeol clicked his tongue and looked out the window.

"Huh?! Hahaha... Mariam..." he chuckled in disbelief at what he saw.

"Yes, Han-Yeol-nim?"

"Is this for real?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

Mariam was not seated beside a window, so she did not have a view of the outside. Instead, she chose to sit on a comfortable sofa across from Han-Yeol, which lacked access to a window. However, she had an inkling about what Han-Yeol was witnessing.

"Judging by your reaction......