Flying Fish Port, a small coastal town in the Aromatic Wheat Dukedom.
For Ivan, Flying Fish Port held another layer of significance, as it was his starting point in this world.
After several days of traveling around the continent, the Lanque had arrived here, concealed high in the sky. Despite the Tidal Empire being composed of four nations, in terms of area, it was far smaller than East Capital East Blade City.
"Boss, you keep staring at that small residence. Is there something special about it?"
"What do you think?"
"Could it be where you used to live?"
Below the airship, not far away, stood the ancestral home of the Marichadon family from before they rose to prominence. The house was well-kept and guarded, so it didn't look old at all. Every plant and tree appeared almost as they had originally, likely preserved intentionally by the Marichadon family.
Hearing Locke's guess, Ivan nodded almost imperceptibly.
