"Of course, please." Gawain smiled and nodded, and said to the knight beside him to take the players aboard the Flying Airship.
Before that, the players had officially accepted Caster's commission. For Gawain, they were Caster's original crew, and with Le Cheng, the Divine Envoy, such a small request was naturally not refused.
Among the seven players, only Le Cheng did not head towards the Flying Airship. His gaze was drawn to the sky not far away, where a Catastrophe Messenger was rapidly flying towards them. She wore a high hat and a black robe, her attire filled with Witch style, a wild wind howling around her as she flew.
Gawain whispered to him, "That is Haima. Her ability is Wind Control. Unlike Anna, a newly-emerged witch, her power ranks in the top ten even among the Catastrophe Messengers."
"How does she compare to you?"
"...Not inferior to me."
Earning such an evaluation from Gawain, this Haima's strength must indeed be strong.
"Miss Haima, long time no see."
