"My lady." An Eight-winged War Angel knelt on one knee, offering Hild his highest respect.
Hild gathered her thoughts and looked calmly at the subordinate kneeling before her. "Go negotiate. I want to know why this fleet has come to my Glacial Cloud-Sea City."
"Yes."
After the Eight-winged War Angel left, Hild rose and walked to the window, gazing into the distance. The fleet of over a thousand Floating Battleships was drawing ever closer to her Floating City.
She recognized the fleet's insignia. It was the symbol of the seraph race.
But she would only learn exactly where they had come from after meeting them.
On the bridge of the Astral Warship, the silver-haired seraph watched the Golden Feather floating before her glow ever brighter. She was now certain that the guest she had come to invite was inside the small Cloudsea City ahead.
The city's architecture was full of military elements. Unless she was mistaken, war angels governed this place.
A Six-winged Seraph rose from the console, turned, and saluted. "Commander, the vanguard reports that a Floating Ship has entered the fleet's security perimeter. They identify themselves as envoys from Glacial Cloud-Sea City and wish to negotiate with us."
"Notify Lukahn. Have him handle the negotiations."
"Yes."
A Ten-winged Seraph standing to her right asked, "Commander, are we not stopping the fleet?"
The silver-haired seraph folded her arms, her expression calm. "Stop once we are within three hundred kilometers of the Cloudsea City."
"Yes."
At the fleet's vanguard, an Astral Warship broke formation and joined ten five-thousand-meter-class Floating Battleships and thirty kilometer-class Floating Battleships to form a small fleet, advancing toward the twelve kilometer-class Floating Battleships dispatched by Glacial Cloud-Sea City.
Inside one of the Floating Battleships, an Eight-winged War Angel felt the oppressive force bearing down on him,