Ramin Solost Muel landed on the envelope of the airship. The thick leather surface appeared very soft but was actually quite tough; it was only natural with the iron frames attached to each layer. However, the sunlight was a problem. The sun had risen to the middle of the sky, and Ramin had to pull her hood down tight. While vampires with darker blood could get burned, Ramin wasn’t that vulnerable. Specifically speaking, she was only a bit more vulnerable than a Frogman who didn’t apply Delluba ointment.

Even with the slightest movement, it seemed that Ramin’s sudden appearance itself was threatening for this Wyvern, so the Wyvern screeched. Then the Minotaur that was on one knee and had just opened their bag stopped and looked at Ramin. It seemed that they were bewildered, but Ramin was also puzzled.

‘I can’t believe he just threw someone without explaining anything.’

But of course, Mazdari’s judgment seemed accurate. Ramin hadn’t participated in a recent war, but she still knew that the aircraft would be in danger if there was an explosion. The thick leather of the...