893. Setting Out 2
After the Magic Airship entered the Wind Stream Layer, it felt as though an invisible giant hand had gripped it tightly and shoved it forward with all its strength...
The entire ship creaked and groaned.
At this altitude, the clouds beneath the Magic Airship were at least a thousand meters away.
Looking down at the clouds from such a height, they resembled an enormous woolen carpet...
Through the gaps in the clouds, they could still see a stretch of sky-blue sea.
With her forehead pressed against the glass window, Miss Abyssenvan stared outside in utter curiosity and could not help crying out:
"So this is what the sea looks like from the sky! Those islands are really tiny."
She had been excited the entire journey. Miss Narnia, sitting beside her, was already dozing against the sofa.
To keep her skin moisturized, Narnia had placed a damp towel over her face.
She was completely relaxed, reclining against the soft sofa.
She had not intended to pay any attention to the overly excited Miss Abyssenvan, but then she heard her say:
"This used to belong to our Naga Sea Clan too..."
Those words happened to touch a nerve, making Miss Narnia sit up straight at once. Without drawing attention, she nudged Miss Abyssenvan and signaled for her to watch what she said.
Moira and Sabrina were leaning against the lounge sofas, and both had somehow fallen asleep.
Only Miss Tiffany was flipping through an Elven book, reading with rapt attention as though she had not heard Miss Abyssenvan at all.
Two plates of fruit sat on the table, along with some delicate Elven pastries...
Captain Rodehart left the pilot's seat at the Steering Wheel and walked over to Roy, speaking in a low voice:
"Boss, we're at