Life on the flying ship was monotonous and boring.
Though there was magnificent scenery underneath, it eventually got boring, causing some to even turn a blind eye to it.
As the deck was packed with over three hundred apprentices, it was not a comfortable place to stay. But fortunately, around noon the next day, the flying ship had arrived at the first mission site, in the Erathia region.
It was a stronghold built in the middle of the mountains, fully surrounded by dangerous high peaks that stretched far into the sky. Clouds were floating within deep valleys, making sure no one could peak through them and get a glimpse at the ground below. The flying ship docked at a massive thirty-meter-tall tower in the center of a stronghold.
The entire tower was built with huge logs, all of each were at least half a meter thick. Although it looked rough and simple, it had a touch of solidarity that would give one the feeling that nothing could destroy it.
