"Charlie, this should be the last airship, right."
In front of the Teleportation Gate, a fat wizard in a white robe asked. Beside him, a middle-aged wizard moved his gaze away from the Crystal Ball, revealing a smile on his face.
"Yes, the last airship. Once these are delivered, I can take a couple of days off."
Hearing this, the fat wizard showed a hint of envy on his face.
"Ah, I really envy you airship wizards. Not only can you travel to various worlds for free, but you also get vacations after delivery.
Unlike us, working all year round without rest."
Sighing, the fat wizard said, his tone full of helplessness towards life.
"You don't see the hits, just the rewards, huh." Charlie laughed and scolded.
"When logistics had issues in the past, we airship operators had to fill in immediately. It's only these years we've improved, not needing to replace the front lines often.
Over three hundred years ago, airships? Not even dogs would pilot them."
