Chapter 91: Subtle Changes

Apart from the Little Dragon Daughter standing next to Miss Vilyric, Edwina and Leila Renée, who had also finished preparing, were quietly sitting and waiting to leave. They simultaneously looked at the Priestess, who nodded, prompting Edwina to get up and open the door for Sigrid outside.

During this long time, a certain Captain of the Guards had already mingled with everyone. She was not the type to be reserved, and as soon as she stepped into the cabin, she immediately plopped down on the soft sofa beside her and stretched languidly with a relaxed expression.

“Ah, this long guard task is finally coming to an end! To be honest, I’m really not good at this kind of thing; I’d much rather go straight into battle.”

The black-haired girl smiled maliciously.

“So, does that make Miss Sigrid think we’re a hassle?”

“Hey, hey, I never said that! It’s fine if you tease those little fans of yours, but why do you have to throw those sarcastic comments at me… Just so you know, I’m not interested in women.”

“?”

The Priestess, who intended to tease her, was momentarily stunned by Sigrid’s undisguised words. After a moment, she understood the implication behind that girl’s words. Even with Miss Vilyric’s thick skin, a fleeting blush crept across her cheeks.

“What do you mean by sarcastic comments? Just now, I was just trying to lighten the mood, okay? What are you thinking in that head of yours?”

“Huh? You call those vague remarks lightening the mood? I see you have absolutely no idea… Mmm, mmm!”

Before she could finish her sentence, the Captain of the Guards was tackled onto the sofa by her two sisters and was promptly covered by a cushion that Renée had placed over her face while sitting down on top of it, resulting in quite a chaotic scene.

After glancing at the Holy Knight, who also seemed bewildered, Vilyric decisively turned her gaze to her pet.

“Xiao Guang, do the things I say usually come off as very ambiguous?”

It was unprecedented; this time, the Giant Dragon Daughter did not reply. Instead, she rolled her eyes in exasperation and slightly turned her head away, refusing to speak.

Huh?

Even the obedient Little Dragon Daughter was acting this way… But those really were just ordinary ways to build rapport, so why did it feel ambiguous? I truly couldn’t wrap my head around it.

Should I hold back a bit in the future?

After some playful scuffling, Vilyric and the others finally joined Sigrid to exit from the Son of Leviathan.

The enormous beast was sprawled on the ground, its eyes, which were the size of a room, slightly closed as if it were resting.

Many Winged People were flying around it, using tools to clean the dirt accumulated during its long journey, like tiny picker birds plucking debris from a crocodile.

Outside, the envoy members led by Philena had mostly gathered and were tallying their numbers and gear.

This open-air platform harbor, which was even more spacious than the body of the Son of Leviathan, had various other flying magical beasts resting around it. In the distance, Vilyric could already see another Son of Leviathan, slightly smaller than the one beside them.

That guy was also lying on the ground with its eyes closed, enjoying the cleaning and massage from the Winged People. It looked like it had just finished a transport mission too, but its passengers had presumably vanished earlier, likely having left first.

I must say, this unique collaborative ecosystem and transportation beast system is quite fascinating.

“Miss Vilyric, you’re here.”

In the capital of a foreign land, Philena had already changed into a proper uniform befitting the status of an envoy leader. It resembled a suit from Blue Star but was made of slightly different materials and cut, with a fitted long coat and pants.

The kingdom emblem, symbolizing her status as a third-tier viscountess, was prominently displayed, while a ceremonial longsword hung at her side. Her neatly styled short hair was pinned back, covered by a black hat representing her identity as a United Kingdom official.

If it weren’t for her obvious bust, Philena’s ensemble paired with her inherently masculine and handsome looks would likely make any ordinary lovestruck girl swoon upon seeing her.

“Sorry to keep you waiting; there was a bit of… uh, a minor accident?”

Seeing her, Vilyric couldn’t help but recall the so-called ambiguous remarks brought up by Sigrid in the cabin.

If we’re talking about ‘that kind of thing’ between women… obviously, Philena’s type would be much more attractive to ladies than myself; given my height and demeanor, I seem closer to that cute little sister style.

Ugh, ugh, ugh, who is a cute little sister, anyway?

But thinking about it this way…

I’ve been in this place for quite some time now, and it seems I’m completely starting to step into the perspective of a girl regarding various life situations and dealings.

Humans really are creatures that can easily adapt and change, even if technically, I’m no longer human.

Philena still had that stoic expression on her face. Compared to when we interacted privately, as the envoy leader of the United Kingdom and representative of Your Majesty, she seemed more imposing and regal.

“It’s alright; we have a large number of people in the envoy, and we still need time to sort everything, so your timing is just right.”

She glanced at Sigrid, who was disheveled, her white ponytail mistreated, and a messy sight. A faint smile curled at the corners of Philena’s mouth.

If I didn’t know all the people here were girls, I would have thought that something unspeakable happened to Sigrid in such a short time.

“Now that everyone has arrived, let’s prepare to set off. If anything comes up, we can discuss it at the post station.”

The zoning structure of the Sky City differs greatly from that of the City of Courage, the capital of the human kingdom. This country doesn’t have any noble classes; theoretically, all Winged People are equal. Even those holding governmental offices see no essential difference from other professions.

Of course, this is intricately tied to the generally simple and kind nature of the Winged People, which is nearly impossible to replicate in ordinary human kingdoms.

Thus, the entire Sky City, protected by magical barriers, does not have a distinction between inner and outer circles. Instead, it has formed different independent zones in a grid layout.

Commercial zones, smithing zones, magical zones, military zones, and so on…

Located in the center of the grid isn’t called a royal palace or anything but is instead referred to as the “Administrative District,” which serves as the hub of government departments. It is said that even the Wing Emperor doesn’t usually reside here, only appearing in the Administrative District when handling state affairs or meeting guests.

During her leisure time, she typically stays in her palace or occasionally tours the entire island.

After all, Winged People can fly, and with the Wing Emperor’s acknowledged exceptional prowess, the large city does not take her much time to navigate.

Additionally, the highest and most important structure on the island, the “Temple of Sky,” is also located in the center of the Administrative District. However, generally, only the first floor is accessible to the public, while the true sanctum where one communicates with the gods is in the highest peak of the spire, the height of which is an unspeakable mystery.

   

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