293 Flying

Four years wasn't a lot of time, especially when the last six had passed in a flash. But Ackster was confident he could complete his mission. There were still some things that bothered him, and it was bound to be a difficult journey still. But Ackster already knew where to start.

He had to gather information and the comrades he had prepared.

"Mara, can you fly?"

Fortunately, Ackster knew where to start. And hopefully, he didn't need to search hard before he found who he was looking for.

"Yes, My lord. Where are we going?"

"How about the Northern Tribal Alliance?"

"Roger that."

Mara took off like a rocket and soared through the sky.

Ackster sighed. That wasn't what he meant when he asked if she could fly.

"Hey!"