Chapter 433

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The landing spot was the harbor district, specifically designated for airships to dock. Equipped with all necessary facilities for airship arrivals and departures, it was a gateway location of the floating islands.

Below, clouds floated like shredded cotton in the sky, revealing an eerie sight of distant grayish, murky sands covering everything beneath.

Perhaps due to knowledge of Izay’s presence, the Winged Guard dispatched a special officer to greet at the harbor.

According to the Eagle-Wing clan commander, this person was reportedly a First-Class Tech Officer, mainly handling administrative and civil affairs, and one of the few individuals qualified to meet the Great Sage.

Izay wasn’t interested in formalities; his first action after landing was bidding farewell to Laentoluca.

Their next destinations were different.

Laentoluca and Nafude would return to the Fairy Warehouse aboard the Winged Guard’s airship.

Located on the sixty-eighth Floating Island, there was no public airship service available as it housed the strongest combatants of the floating continent cluster, strictly controlled in every aspect. Entry and exit were only permitted through the Winged Guard’s approval.

Upon returning to the sixty-eighth Floating Island, Laentoluca’s mission would be officially complete.

Perhaps they would have some time off?

Meanwhile, Izay planned to take Eluca and Airmeria to meet the Great Sage for discussions and would temporarily stay on the eleventh Floating Island.

After assuring the two girls that he’d visit them soon, both parties parted ways.

…

“Izay… what are we going to do now? Laentoluca and Nafude are gone, I’m so bored.”

Turning down the long and silent corridor, they reached a luxurious reception room where Eluca rested her arms on the table, dragging out her words dramatically.

But she was genuinely bored.

With no cream cakes to eat, Laentoluca absent, Xiao You and Cat having returned to the contract space, Eluca had nothing to do but express her discontent this way.

“Let’s just wait patiently, we’ve only been here a little while.” Izay chuckled, trying to soothe her.

They hadn’t even been in the reception room for three minutes before boredom set in.

Hearing this, Eluca pouted on the table. “But why hasn’t that person come yet? He must be evil! Trying to lock us all up!”

“That’s unlikely. If you’re truly bored, let’s have some cream cake while waiting.”

Unable to think of anything else, Izay resorted to offering cream cake.

Over these days, whenever Izay was bored, he either made or retrieved various pastries, many of which were consumed.

Cream cake seemed to have left a strong impression on Eluca since it was the first sweet she tasted, leading the starry goddess girl to become infatuated with its gentle sweetness.

Now, any sign of unhappiness could be remedied with a single cream cake.

“Yay! That Sage must be good then!”

Speechless Izay: “…”

Nervous Airmeria: “…”

This kid sure changes moods quickly.

Before Eluca could finish half her cream cake, the sound of the door handle turning echoed through the luxurious reception room, and the door opened.

An elderly man entered, followed by a female official.

The elder had a stern appearance, robust like an upright boulder, with a hint of ferocity in his gaze. His golden hair and beard stood out against the large white robe enveloping him.

The female official also had platinum hair, dressed similarly to the elder, resembling a grandfather-granddaughter pair.

While Izay wasn’t clear about the official’s role, he instantly recognized who the elder was upon seeing him.

—One of the creators of the Floating Continent Cluster, a member of the hero team from five hundred years ago, and currently the world’s foremost expert in spell-tracing, the Great Sage Swang Candler.

“Are you the human hero who met the ‘Tiger Ear Grass’ salvage team on the surface?”

“As you see, I’m a genuine human.”

Facing the Great Sage directly, Izay remained unaffected by the imposing aura radiating from him, casually exchanging greetings for their first meeting.

(Indeed, there’s no difference from a traditional human… though something feels off, but the overwhelming magic power can’t be faked; this person is undoubtedly a powerful individual!)

Swang momentarily furrowed his brow with suspicion, dispersing it quickly.

“Should I say sorry for keeping you waiting? The corridor outside was terribly long and smelly, making it hard to walk. Allow me to introduce myself; I am Swang Candler, currently serving as the highest advisor to the Winged Guard.”

The elder revealed no flaws on his face. He jokingly explained his slight tardiness and naturally introduced himself.

“Y-you really are… Mr. Swang!?”

Before Izay could respond, Airmeria couldn’t hold back.

Even though Izay had mentioned finding her father, Airmeria always harbored doubts.

These doubts weren’t because of mistrust towards Izay but rather common human skepticism.

Could someone really live for five hundred years?

No, right?

So until she got the real answer, Airmeria didn’t dare to hope too much.

What if this was Izay’s well-meaning lie to comfort her temporary despair?

But now, meeting her father’s old friend, Airmeria’s hopes soared for her father’s possible survival.

“You are…?” The elder turned his gaze to the black-haired girl, frowning immediately.

He felt this girl seemed familiar, like he had seen her somewhere?

“Mr. Swang, it’s me, Airmeria! Don’t you remember me?”

“—Airmeria!?”

Instantly, the stern-looking elder exclaimed in shock.

Upon being reminded, the girl’s features began to align with his memories, eventually matching perfectly in his mind.

His usually fierce expression now widened his eyes comically, expressing his astonishment.

“…Airmeria, how? No, didn’t you… five hundred years ago?”

Swang stammered, speaking incoherently.

“Yes, I passed away five hundred years ago… but not entirely. It was Mr. Izay who saved me.”

Airmeria struggled to explain the situation to Swang, doing her best to describe what she knew, crediting Izay for the majority of the effort.

Without Mr. Izay’s intervention, she would surely have vanished along with the Original Beast.