Thor, finally getting used to the sound of the wind roaring past his ears, quietly sits up.

He gently peeks out from the port side, still uneasy at the feeling of dizzy and unsteady under his buttocks.

Immediately a strong wind blows against Thor's head.

Against the pressure on his eyelids, he opens his eyes narrowly and looks directly down.

Below him was a scene where everything was far away.

Trees, rivers, and roads were all far below, and surprisingly small.

And in no time at all, the view drifted backward.

Thor gazed at the rapidly changing landscape as if mesmerized.

A thought occurs to him, and he looks downwind.

There he saw a city of stone walls that had shrunk to the size of the palm of his hand.

Thor felt a touch of loneliness at the realization that the familiar place he had lived in was now so far away from him.

Suddenly, a strong vibration, like a tap on the air, struck his earlobe.

Twisting his head, Thor turned his head to look straight up.

A large roof-like structure that blocked the sunlight was moving slowly up and down.

Its huge wings, covered with a white flying film, were at least three times the height of an adult.

Looking forward, we can see a long, scale-covered throat-neck that continues upward.

The jaws with sharp fangs and the head with eyeballs as large as a child's head, which should be beyond the jaws, cannot be seen from here.

Curious, Thor reached out and touched the abdomen just above the head.

The fist-sized scales were cool and cold, but he could faintly feel something like a pulse from the inside.

He liked the strange feeling of the scales, and as he stroked them, he heard a giggle and a happy laugh.

I turn my head and see a beautiful redhead sitting right next to me staring back at me with a smile on her face.

Perhaps noticing Thor's questioning gaze, Ninessa, the vice president of the A-rank party "Platinum Flame," explained in a gentle voice.

I'm sorry I laughed. But most of the first-timers do the same thing.

"Is that so?"

Yes, first you look out, then you look back, then you look up, then you look forward. Finally, he touches his stomach with a curious look on his face.

"They were watching everything. It's a little embarrassing."

"But I can't help it. Ordinary people rarely have a chance to ride in a flying dragon boat.

Thor scratched the bottom of his chin at these words.

A flying dragon boat, as the name implies, is a vehicle that uses a giant flying dragon.

The word "boat" comes from the small boat for passengers suspended from the abdomen, and naturally, there are also large flying dragon boats pulled by several flying dragons.

Flying dragons in the sky are an excellent means of transportation.

Because they are not affected by the terrain at all, they can travel distances that are incomparable to horse-drawn carriages in a short period of time.

In fact, it is said that a four-horse cart can reach the place where you are going now in only one hour instead of one day.

Of course, even such a convenient flying dragon has its drawbacks.

The first is that they cannot fly at night and their flight time is limited.

This is a habit of living creatures, so there is nothing we can do about it.

Second, they are not suitable for transporting a large amount of cargo.

Depending on the size of the flying dragon, the maximum number of passengers is said to be one rider on the head and five on the abdomen for a single-horse vehicle.

If the rider pushes himself too hard, he can carry more cargo, but if the weight is exceeded, the speed and flying distance will be drastically reduced.

The last problem is, of course, that they are very expensive.

Even a carriage costs several tens of gold coins.

If a flying dragon is more useful and valuable than that, it would be exchanged in platinum coins.

It is difficult for individuals to own them, and they are usually lent from the trading temple of Rohe, the god of winds.

The reason why the trading temples are called "trading temples" is that only wind masters who can assist the flying dragon in its flight can become a rider of the flying dragon.

Even now, the wind speeder is being activated on the saddle behind the head.

In addition to requiring a specialist to pilot the flying dragon, the flying dragon can eat several head of livestock at one meal, so the cost of food is not ridiculous.

However, it seems to be better in this area because it can hoard food and also likes to eat monsters.

Anyway, the maintenance costs are so high that ordinary people would never have a chance to get close to them.

The reason why Thor is riding on it is....

"Hmmm, are you sure you are okay with someone who is too old to be bothered with something like this?"

It was a petite girl sitting in the back seat who suddenly spoke negatively to me.

Her long, bluish black hair was gently wavy and swayed softly in the strong wind.

She had large, winning eyes, an upturned nose, and a well-shaped mouth.

Despite her harsh tone, she is a breathtakingly beautiful girl.

"Well, well, everyone is the same at first, Ram-chan.

A woman sitting next to her soothed the beautiful girl in a calm voice.

She was a large woman in contrast. She was probably about the same height as Thor.

The girl and the woman were as different as a pair in other aspects of appearance and atmosphere.

Her dark brown hair was short, only about the length of a thumb.

Her light brown eyes, with their drooping corners, gave her a carefree impression.

The high bridge of her nose and slightly flaccid lips, though well-defined, gave her an air of loveliness rather than beauty.

The words that follow, however, easily betray that expectation.

"Besides, this is probably the last chance for poor people to ride in this car, and it's only mature to tolerate it a little bit.

"Then I guess I don't have a choice."

The girl of the Soukei tribe who spoke these venomous words was Ram Merulla.

She is a water user who is in charge of healing and restoring the "white gold flame.

The woman of the Tea Horn Tribe next to her is Kugase.

She is also a member of the "Platinum Flame" and is an earth user who mainly assists in battle and movement.

These two, Ninessa, Thor, and one other person make up the five members of our party.

Thor nodded lightly and deliberately turned his gaze toward the bow of the ship, feeling the sarcasm of the newcomers as if it were a baptismal salute.

Rummella's cheeks turned a little red and Kugase let out a sigh of exasperation, as if he had immediately understood the meaning.

Thor looked at the leader of the group, who was leaning forward as if he was about to fall off the ship.

It was Straccia, the captain of the "Platinum Flame," with long, bright red hair.

His favorite eye patch is pushed up, and his eyes are wide open as if he is defying the wind.

"Ha ha ha, look, Thor. People look like fleas!"

"Come on, Prince."

"I'm embarrassed, God d*mn it."

"Your flamboyance is too much to tolerate, even at a discount."

"Hmm, why the reproach? I'm just trying to relax my friend ......."

"Don't say such a thing, you caused me trouble before by accidentally falling down."

"It is only a fool's behavior to hesitate to move forward because of the mistakes of the past. Don't you see?"

No, don't shake me. It would be too much of a nuisance to fall off.

"Well, you're one of the fools, aren't you? Look, I can see it now."

With these words, Straccia lifted her finger straight ahead.

His arm pointed toward an endless expanse of rolling hills.

In the space between the gently rising hills, there seemed to be a single black mass floating in the air.

The red-haired man turns around and declares, lifting both ends of his lips in glee.

"That's the place to be conquered this time, the labyrinth town of Bossalia.