The luxurious airship, drifting gracefully through the sky, felt completely fitting—there was no sense of discomfort. The once-forgotten Leviathan had finally revealed its true form after such a long time.

A massive military tactical airship, the Leviathan. Perhaps the effort put into maintaining it, ensuring it didn’t gather dust for some distant future, had paid off. The operation control room, activated for the first time in years, was filled with the sounds of excited voices.

“We’ve confirmed the neutralization of the magical barrier around the Sky Garden! It will take about 12 hours for the barrier to naturally recover!” “Damn it, the barrier can only be deactivated from the inside! Who would do something like this...?” “While the barrier was deactivated, 70% of the emergency power was drained! At this rate, the Sky Garden itself may crash!”

However, the situation in the operation control room, which had regained its vitality after so long, was far from easy. The Sky Garden, where they were, had been caught in a severe crisis, almost akin to war.

The magical barrier, once believed to be impervious to external attacks, had been so easily broken. They were under attack by an unknown force, so it was impossible to stay calm.

Most of the people here were active fixers who had survived many hardships and adversities. Kyle, who had temporarily taken on the role of commander, spoke with composure.

“Stay calm. We can still handle this. The most dangerous thing is missing an opportunity. Do our best right now. ...So, Albi, how are things going?”