At the same time, Iver brought Isabel, disguised as Yulia, and easily found Yanis.
Because Yanis had not hidden herself at all.
She was sitting atop the tallest Clock Tower in the Red Queen District, looking down over all of Glass Island as she leisurely painted, stroke by stroke. If one's eyesight was good enough, one could simply look up and see her there.
Although Fifth Level powerhouses usually kept out of the public eye, "Master Yanis" was an exception. She was fairly well-known on Glass Island. After all, she was a world-renowned top artist, as well as the owner and editor-in-chief of the Glass Staircase Newspaper. She had a fairly broad social circle.
In the upper-class Red Queen District, where priests, merchants, and scholars gathered, there were far too many people who could recognize Yanis at a glance. Naturally, no one came to disturb her.
Iver could not fly, but Isabel was different.
As an "All-rounder," she softly sang a lively folk song that made both their bodies lighter while drawing in the air with her fingers. In the blink of an eye, she had drawn a pair of illusory wings onto Iver.
They were two pink wings with only an outline, resembling butterfly wings. They looked like halos, constantly scattering particles outward. Iver immediately understood how to use them.
There was no principle behind them, nor any logic.
Simply because wings had been drawn on him, he could naturally fly.
Iver wrapped his arms around Isabel from behind and leaped high into the air.
It was less like flying than floating—like making a full-powered jump on the moon. He drifted straight up to the top of the Clock Tower.
Isabel, in Yulia's form, was so small and light that holding her was like holding a Little Cat. She