After bidding his mentor a confident farewell, Thor made a few more stops, assigning tasks to his subordinates for the coming period. Then he teleported to the Airship Air Port once more.
He looked up and saw Kismet idling at the Air Port.
"I've noticed that every time I come here, I run into you. Are you following me?"
Kismet sat on the railing, holding his little Harp. He lowered his head and smiled at Thor. "You're a Tier 4 Wizard now. How could I possibly follow you?"
"Then why is a Tier 4 Wizard spending all day lounging around at the Air Port, playing music?"
"I'm just free during the day. I'm very busy at night." Kismet pursed his lips. "Playing music here is more relaxing than meditating."
People came and went across the Air Port, but no one paid any attention to Thor and Kismet.
They were like projections from another world, untouched by the people of this one.
Thor silently landed on the Airship where Kismet was sitting. As it happened, this Airship was bound for the city where the Ultra-Long Distance Teleportation Array was located.
"Airships don't stop running at night, so are you waiting here for me to leave?" Thor copied Kismet and sat on the railing. "Are you coming back to the Stat Continent with me this time, too?"
"I told you, I'm just here to relax. I'm very busy these days."
Thor folded his arms. "Are you still making new pages?"
Kismet paused, then gave an awkward smile. "Of course not. The Diary belongs entirely to you now. Making pages should be your job."
"Then what are you busy with?"
"Busy with... revenge. Ha ha, just kidding. Of course I'm working on improving myself. The apocalypse is drawing near. If I don't find