Although traveling at the speed of nearly a thousand kilometers per hour was already very fast, it still made Fleur anxious.

Ever since her master's portrait was revealed in Aurous Hill, her mentality had shattered. She completely lost the composure expected of a four-hundred-year-old woman.

She looked at the flight navigation chart in front of her alone, stared at the altitude and speed data, and couldn't help but mutter angrily, “The faster modern technology develops, the more these bastards