When dawn began to shine across the land, everyone bid farewell to Zislaid's antique shop. Aboard the Gondola, they set out from Shepherd City and flew toward the Pamiji Plateau.
"Angel's Gondola is still the most comfortable to ride~" Gloria remarked contentedly, wearing a pair of bright red heart-shaped glasses as she leaned against the railing.
The last flying vehicle she had ridden was Shali's teapot. It shook and slipped about, with droplets splashing out every so often. It had been sheer torment.
The Gondola was much better. Its by-no-means-slow speed and steady, level-ground smoothness both satisfied her greatly. Coupled with the gentle morning sunlight and faint breeze, Gloria felt utterly at ease.
Angel said, "If you need one, I can refine one for you as well. Of course, not for free."
Gloria waved her hand. "Let's talk after I recover my lost body. After all, your Gondola is too small to fit my body. Even if I want one refined then, it will probably have to be custom-made."
The image of Gloria's original form surfaced in Angel's mind—that mountain of flesh, the demon king herself. Trying to fit it into this Gondola would indeed be rather tight. Still, it was not without a solution. "Wouldn't adding some spatial expansion magic patterns inside the Gondola solve that?"
Gloria extended a slender index finger and wagged it from side to side at Angel. "Nope. If I really ask you to refine something for me, it won't be a simple Gondola. You know my restaurant has already been damaged. What I need refined is a mobile restaurant that can fly, sail, and walk."
Angel suddenly understood. "You mean, a new Barbie Restaurant?"
Gloria nodded. "That's right. When I reopen the Barbie Restaurant, everything is destined to be brand-new, including the restaurant itself."