"Where should I start?"
Bright sat on a cloud, with a cloud backrest behind him that let him lean back comfortably.
"I suppose I should start with the winged aliens who came from the sky."
Aokiji lay opposite Bright, while Akainu sat cross-legged beside him.
The expressions on their faces were completely different. Aokiji still looked languid, while Akainu wore a grave expression.
But both of them were listening intently as Bright told his story, occasionally offering comments.
"Wings?"
Aokiji asked in surprise, "Sky Islanders?"
"You said they were aliens?" Akainu sounded skeptical.
"Although it may sound rather absurd to you two, that is indeed the truth."
Bright raised his right hand and pointed at the sky. "There was originally a country on the moon."
Aokiji's brows lifted slightly.
"If you don't believe me, I can take you to the moon someday and dig up the ruins."
Bright said it casually.
If Enel could fly that leaky old ship of his straight to the moon, Bright figured he could probably fly there himself as well.
"That was nearly nine hundred years ago,"
Bright said. "That country was called Bika. The reason it migrated to the Blue Sea was probably because the moon's resources had been exhausted and could no longer sustain the country's development."
"So, they built an enormous ship, abandoned their original homeland, and boarded that vessel to reach the Blue Sea."
"A ship?"
Aokiji asked in astonishment, "A ship capable of carrying an entire country? That must have been quite an incredible vessel, right?"
"It truly was incredible."
Zephyr sighed, then looked at Aokiji. "Didn't you just see it for yourself?"
"..."
Akainu and Aokiji both gaped.
"You mean—"
Akainu suppressed his shock. "That thing was created by the country called Bika?"
"Not entirely, but it was indeed