Alfred brought over a chair and sat down before the easel that had been set up. He picked up his palette and began mixing colors.
Ventura stood beside him, watching as Alfred finished mixing his colors and began covering large areas of the background in black.
"Mr. Alfred, can you see clearly?"
It was nighttime, so Ventura could only make out the blurred silhouette of the captain in the distance.
"I have Succubus Eyes."
"Oh, right. I almost forgot how powerful your eyes are."
"But that isn't the main reason. The main reason is that the young master's figure is always in my heart, perfectly clear."
"So that's why. Huh? Sir, the captain hasn't flown yet. Why have you already painted him in the sky?"
"Artistic creation naturally requires some imagination."
"Oh." Ventura scratched his head, only half understanding.
Just then, Muli walked over. At that very moment, the wings on either side of Kallen's body beat, lifting him into the air.
"Whoa, that's fast," Muli marveled.
Alfred continued moving his brush as he said, "That's only natural. Thousand Enchantments already has the ability to take physical form and carry the young master in flight. With the power of those steel plates added to it, it can only get faster."
Muli nodded. "It's much faster than the Black Mist Stealth spell art. And when he enters the black mist state, his spellcasting and other actions are restricted. Now, the captain doesn't have to worry about any of that."
At that moment, Kallen began accelerating parallel to the ground, then stopped abruptly. His body showed almost no inertia as he stood steadily in midair.
"Can the captain's body take it?" Ventura asked curiously.
Alfred shook his head. "There shouldn't be any problem. Thousand Enchantments already has an extremely high level of