Under the intense gaze of the crowd, the flying ship began to descend slowly, soon hovering about two or three hundred meters above the plaza.
All the wizards in the plaza and the town residents with good eyesight could see the two spheres hanging from the bottom of the flying ship.
The former, with a diameter of about one meter, was made entirely of metal and was tethered by a sturdy leather rope that was stretched taut, as if it would snap at any moment.
The latter sphere, though the same size, was made of a lighter, hollow wood and was red in color; the huge difference in mass between the two could be discerned from the tightness of the leather ropes.
Lynn waited until the sea breeze that was blowing became weaker and the flying ship truly hovered steadily, then he picked up a red flag and waved it a few times.
Lydia, who was perched on a stool at the edge inside the flying ship, also hurriedly waved the flag in response...
"It's starting!" Lynn announced.
