1st District, 85th Block, Rapid Wood Tower.
It had been over a month since Ivan had taken over the new sorcerer tower. This particular morning, the fifth floor's doorway of the sorcerer tower swung wide open, and a beautifully crafted airship slowly emerged, pausing beside the tower.
"Boss, it's not fair, I wanted to witness the maiden voyage of the Lanque too," a figure stood by the slowly closing door, his voice full of grievance. It was none other than Locke.
"You're seeing it now," Ivan said indifferently.
"No, not like this, I also want to go to Tidal Island, to visit the far-off homeland. Take me with you," Locke pleaded.
"Don't you have tasks to complete?"
"I'll handle them when I return, there's no rush, right?"
"Hopeless."
"Heh heh, boss, does that mean you agree?"
Seeing Locke's pitiful look, Ivan waved his hand in annoyance and agreed to his request to return together to Tidal Island—it was not a big deal anyway.
