After moving thirty thousand kilometers away from the thunderstorm, Kyle reactivated the spatial traversal function.
With a rush of wind and waves, the Floating Airship entered the spatial rift once more.
At that moment, Velin was fully absorbed in playing chess with O'dor, with no interest whatsoever in admiring the phantoms projected within the spatial rift.
Seven days later, the Floating Ship emerged from the spatial rift in the waters near the Bashio Kingdom on the Sinapsis Subcontinent, returning to the real world.
Standing on the deck, Velin looked into the distance and could vaguely make out the coastline thousands of kilometers away.
Kyle silently came to Velin's side and enjoyed the soothing sea breeze.
Leaning against the railing, Velin turned sideways and asked, "How are they doing with their studies?"
"They're improving quickly. They can already pilot the Floating Airship independently." Kyle's golden hair fluttered in the sea breeze as he turned to answer.
"Adding Blue, there are already three women by your side. How are you planning to deal with their feelings for you?" Velin glanced around, saw that his uncle was focused on studying the Annabelle Time Corridor, then lowered his head and asked quietly.
Kyle's expression did not change as he calmly replied, "I don't know. Maybe I'll know in the future."
"Forget it. Do as you please."
Velin turned back and looked at the nearby islands, speaking somewhat helplessly.
Kyle had a lifespan of several thousand years, after all. He could afford to wait slowly.
The Star Moon Floating Airship flew over the sea, deliberately skirting the waters of the Bashio Kingdom.
Only a few decades had passed since the War of Succession in the Duke of Boghan, and relations between the Kingdom of Isia and the Bashio Kingdom remained lukewarm. As a noble of