"Extra! Extra! The terrorist organization Aurora Society has struck again! Queen Isabella II of Feynapotter and her three heirs have perished together. The highest-ranking surviving heir to the Feynapotter royal family is actually the cousin of the King of Loen... Extra! Extra..."
In Bayram, Capital of Generosity, Cattleya, clad in a black classical robe, walked through the early morning streets. Behind her, Frank Lee and Heath Doyle familiarly carried a black sack roughly the size of a person between them. Newsboys along the road loudly repeated the headlines, adding a touch of clamor to streets that should have been quiet. Yet neither the hawking newsboys, the dockworkers, nor the roadside vendors paid any attention to the strangely dressed trio.
"The Aurora Society..." Cattleya gently shook her head without paying it much mind. She took the two men and the sack aboard a small boat moored at the docks, returning to the Future after roughly twenty minutes.
"Frank, take him to the infirmary. Be careful not to let him run around," Cattleya instructed before preparing to head for the captain's quarters. However, Frank looked troubled upon hearing this.
"Captain, you know I promised Gehrman I'd research some mushrooms for him... The new batch of samples is about to mature. I need to keep an eye on them..."
"..." Cattleya dearly wanted to say that the person in the sack was more important, but whenever she recalled the Future spraying milk everywhere, she deeply understood just how terrifying Frank's little creations could become once they lost control.
She took a deep breath and turned to Heath Doyle.
"Then I'll leave him to you for now. Don't let him touch anything."
"Understood, Captain!" Unlike Frank, Heath Doyle looked almost as though he had been granted a pardon when he received the assignment, because