Noah stood on the edge of the massive flying artifact, which was hovering undetected above the Feng Empire. He had used the stealth and invisibility function of the ship to make sure no one knew about their arrival, just like no one knew when they had disappeared.
Standing over the wooden plank, he took in everything that was happening on the ship. The fear of the elves, the soldiers tending to their wounds, and most of all their Emperor, his friend.
Ever since they came back, his mood did not seem right. It was like something was bothering the man. Since Wuhan did not say anything, Noah did not deem it to be his place to ask him anything about it.
'I will ask him if he continues to stay like this.'
Making up his mind, the former mage god turned his attention to the cities and forests that passed by them like blurs.
It did not take them more than an hour to arrive at the capital city.
