"Yaha—takeoff!"
High above ten thousand meters, amid the howling winds, Fluoxetine let out a delighted cry.
At that moment, she and Freud were sitting on an [Item] that looked like a "Flying Carpet," riding the wind as it carried them onward.
Seeing Fluoxetine's excitement, Freud reminded her, "Don't get too carried away. Although we've evacuated Jiang City, there's still something we need to do."
Fluoxetine looked at Freud. "Oh—so we're flying this high because we're going to help Potassium Chloride?"
Freud nodded. "Yes. Your request for help earlier was mostly a joke. I know that although you can't defeat Tengshe, escaping from him isn't a problem for you."
"But Potassium Chloride's situation... he really does seem to be about to get beaten to death."
Fluoxetine propped her cheek up with one hand. "Good grief, I had a feeling something was wrong earlier, but I didn't expect him to be this unlucky... What did he run into?"
"I'm not sure. The 'life-monitoring device' I placed on him has been sounding the alarm," Freud said thoughtfully. "He doesn't seem to be dead yet, but he's getting close."
The two continued forward on the Flying Carpet. Gradually, Freud slowed down, eventually beginning to hover in the air.
Although the Flying Carpet was fairly fast, catching up to a plane flying at full speed was still somewhat difficult.
So Freud wasn't chasing Potassium Chloride's location. Instead, she was following the direction of the plane's route and arriving ahead of time at a place the plane might pass through.
And this location was clearly the destination she had chosen in advance.
A few minutes later, a plane approached steadily from the distance.
As the plane drew closer and they sensed the magic power it displayed, Fluoxetine and Freud reacted at the same time.
"Is that