At that moment, Sunday and Ms. Nightingale, who were dining at Hotel Debord in the Court of Fontaine, also stood up in surprise when they heard that peculiar whistle.
"Huh? Mr. Sunday, Ms. Nightingale, what is it?"
Furina, who was happily eating a little cake beside them, looked curiously at the siblings as they stood up.
Escoffier, who was beside her, also looked curiously at the two guests. These two had caused quite a stir as soon as they arrived in the Court of Fontaine.
Afterward, Lord Neuvillette had actually received them in person. Before long, she had been astonished to see the siblings walking out of the Palais Mermonia with Lady Furina, chatting and laughing, and they had even acquired a new residence.
As a devoted fan of Furina, Escoffier naturally paid close attention to anything involving her.
"Our companions are here, Miss Furina."
Ms. Nightingale's excited words prompted silly Furina to stand up curiously as well. Then she saw that peculiar white-and-gold train flying across the sky, and her mismatched, water-drop-shaped eyes widened.
"A... a flying vehicle!"
Furina's exclamation made Sunday look at her in puzzlement. As Fontaine's Hydro Archon, why was she making such a fuss?
Sunday's puzzled gaze made Furina's expression stiffen, and she hurriedly cleared her throat.
"Ahem, I was just a little curious. After all, a flying train really is quite unusual, ahahaha..."
Furina hastily explained that she had merely been surprised, though her expression was very unnatural.
Sunday narrowed his eyes but said nothing, merely nodding.
Ms. Nightingale also suspected that something seemed off about this Hydro Archon. Her demeanor and expressions were entirely those of an ordinary girl.
However, they were guests in Fontaine, and Neuvillette had treated her and her brother with such friendly hospitality that they naturally would not question