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Hashan had been flying straight for ten minutes. I was simply resting on his back. It was so quiet. The flapping noise of my shirt kept resonating in my ear. Despite being caught up in such a peaceful atmosphere, my eyes were forced open. I came to a sitting pose, with my left arm lying on my left knee and my right arm supporting me from behind. Slowly, my face turned rightward.

Although it seemed like I was gazing through empty air in front of me, my eyes couldn't stop discerning a translucent blackish-blue sphere. Hashan noticed my awakeness, "What's the matter, my liege?!"

I exclaimed, "Nothing, you carry on!"

By tilting my head a bit, I gauged into that sphere. As I did so, my vision took my view to an entirely different location. In there, two old women and an old man were gazing at me. Looking at their costumes made me recognize them.

[Kegar's parents and aunty. Since they are ARPs, they count as spectators.]