The magic airship, Floating Castle, was sailing over Parierre in the City of Flowers.

Looking down at Parierre through the tall glass windows in the high air offered a unique sense of detachment and tranquility.

Lysandra and Lan Qi chatted a lot about the Platinum Card Maker exam.

"I really envy those young and talented card makers. They always seem to have a sense of youthfulness about them."

She rested her chin in her hand and murmured, gazing out the window.

The river was like a silver ribbon embedded in the city. The historic buildings along the Selena River were bathed in brilliant lights. Bridges spanned the river, and the light decorations made them seem like portals to different worlds in the night.

Waiting for the airship to reach its destination on the north bank of Parierre felt both brief and long. One could clearly feel the slight vibrations from the magic energy pipes beneath the floor and the sound of gears turning in the distance.

"Yes, it's called a youth storm."

Lan Qi nodded in agreement.

Youth is the color of bruises, full of challenges, fearlessness, and passion.

This sense of youthfulness is something some old fogeys can't imitate.

Suddenly, a small black cat jumped from Lan Qi's lap onto the table and walked across it.

"Meow."

Cat Boss gave Lan Qi a speechless look.

It could probably tell that the phrase "youth storm" originally had a very positive meaning, referring to a group of young geniuses fearlessly striving for their dreams.

But from this guy's mouth, the meaning seemed to have changed, more like referring to a chaotic brawl of losers.

"Uh, did you buy a ticket for your pet cat?"

Lysandra's gaze was immediately drawn to the beautiful little black cat, and she straightened up slightly.

She felt like she could understand this young man a little better.

Maybe he even had another pet.

"Meow meow, I'm not a pet!"

Cat Boss retorted.

"Eh, the cat is talking."

Lysandra covered her mouth in surprise.

But she quickly understood.

The true form of this little black cat was probably a great mage or a large magical beast, and a very strong one at that.

Maybe even Fourth or Fifth Order?

You should know that Fourth or Fifth Order mercenaries are rare in the borderlands and small countries.

"Meow meow..."

Cat Boss felt that what this lady was thinking was very polite, but it was actually insulting to it.

But if it were to reveal its own strength, it would be even more embarrassing.

"..."

Lan Qi helplessly stroked Cat Boss's head.

The doting look in his eyes seemed to say, you are different from others, you are an Eighth Order nation-protecting divine beast, don't pay attention to other people's opinions.

"Lan Qi meow..."

Cat Boss looked at him with emotion.

When everyone else refused to acknowledge its strength, only Lan Qi would truly treat it as an Eighth Order big shot.

But it didn't want to be Cat Lun anymore.

If High Priest Laurent left another earth-shattering legend in the Bosen Kingdom, the entire eastern region of the Southern Continent would probably elect Laurent as the Speaker of the East.

"What does this little black cat look like in its true form?"

Lysandra looked at Cat Boss and asked Lan Qi.

"No, it's just a bread, and it can't transform."

Lan Qi shook his head.

"You're the bread meow! I'm an elf cat!"

Cat Boss was immediately unhappy.

"Oh? Can I pet it?"

Lysandra was surprised at first, and then quickly asked nervously.

"It's fine as long as it doesn't resist."

Lan Qi casually withdrew his hand.

Cat Boss knew how to distinguish between danger and safety. Most of the time, the employees it hired were allowed to touch it.

Lysandra tentatively reached out and touched the little black cat. Only after confirming that it wouldn't resist did she slowly stroke its back.

"Lysandra, I heard you're good at making pastries meow."

Cat Boss asked.

"Not really."

Lysandra shook her head, chatting with the cat.

"Don't you make magical pastries? I can't make them meow."

Cat Boss knew that its disciple, Asina, could make a small amount of magical cuisine. After all, she was a graduate of the Sage Academy. But as her master, it was too embarrassed to ask its disciple to teach it. And last time it followed Lan Qi to the Demon Realm, it didn't learn any of the techniques of the ancient Demon Realm's magical chefs.

"Ah, my ordinary pastries are okay, but magical pastries might be very difficult to eat, and the stranger the taste, the stronger the properties. Last time I made a super sour strawberry daifuku that knocked my classmate unconscious..."

Lysandra said shyly.

After discovering that she could pet the cat, Lysandra gradually felt that the half-hour journey waiting to arrive at the station became more interesting.

Time seemed to pass much faster.

Lan Qi once again leisurely looked at the floor-to-ceiling windows beside the seat.

The Floating Castle airship had large windows on both sides and the top, allowing passengers to enjoy the scenery outside. Sitting in the passenger cabin and passing around the courtyard, one could also see the night view outside.

Looking out the window at the sky, one could see an incredibly huge silver-white moon.

Legend has it that the Goddess of Healing and the Silver Moon would bestow blessings upon living beings during the full moon, soothing past misfortunes and pains.

However, the dark clouds floating across the sky tonight seemed to cut the full moon from time to time.

"Miss Lysandra, have you heard about the recent incidents of demons hurting people in the Bosen Kingdom?"

Lan Qi asked, as if he had thought of something.

The news that Professor Borao had told him more than a week before coming to the Bosen Kingdom was still quite confidential.

Now, even on the airship, he could hear other passengers talking about this topic.

It seemed that the accidents were indeed becoming more and more frequent, and gradually even the Bosen Kingdom's Senate was losing control.

Lysandra, who was petting the cat, looked flustered.

"I, I don't really know what's going on."

She put her hands on her chest and looked away as she replied.

"Is that so? Don't worry, the urban areas of the Bosen capital are highly regulated and generally very safe. It seems that the accidents usually happen outside the City of Flowers, or in the Bosen Demon Realm area."

Lan Qi comforted her.

"Yes, in the Bosen Kingdom, demons who harm humans will be executed. In this era, there shouldn't be any demons who would deliberately violate the law."

Lysandra gradually looked back at Lan Qi and added.

All registered demons have a basic citizen contract with the Bosen Kingdom's Senate, which allows them to be suppressed if they violate the regulations.

She knew that Lan Qi was referring to the rumor of the reappearance of the Great Wizard Palroni's curse.

Recently, these rumors had been increasing. Although the Parierre City Hall had repeatedly denied them, the Bosen authorities seemed unable to suppress these rumors, which were causing excessive panic among the residents.

Not only were humans afraid, but demons were also afraid.

Everyone knew that in Bosen's ancient legends, the Great Wizard Palroni's forbidden curse was incurable once a demon was afflicted.

Not only was there no way to remove it, but the terrifying executioners under the command of several dignitaries in the Senate would arrive at the first opportunity to kill the demon who had lost control.

Just thinking about it made Lysandra's curse mark on her chest become more and more scarlet, constantly making her breathing more difficult.

(End of this chapter)