May 6th.
Around eight in the morning.
At the port of Police Headquarters, Marineford.
At this moment, it was packed with police warships, their white sails emblazoned with green dog heads.
It was not because of some major arrest operation.
They were there to escort family members and civilian personnel from various departments to Upper Yard, the Sky Island.
It had previously been Elbess, Air Force Headquarters.
Now, it was the Police Aviation Bureau.
It was responsible for overseeing all types of police aircraft and maintaining public security across all aerial cities and facilities, including floating islands and Sky Islands.
As the Deputy Minister of Police, Issho had been stationed there year-round.
However, someone else served as the bureau chief and handled the specific affairs.
"Strange. Didn't they say we were going to the Sky Island?"
"Shouldn't we be taking airships? Why did they arrange these sea vessels?"
Standing by the railing and surveying the ships around her, Yamato asked in confusion.
"True enough."
Ace, who was enjoying the sea breeze, did not seem particularly bothered by it.
"Could they be planning to use an upward current?"
"We watched footage of one in class before. It really was spectacular—I've been looking forward to experiencing one myself."
"How is that possible?"
A string of black lines immediately dropped over Yamato's head.
"It'd be lucky if even half these ships made it safely to the White Sea!"
At that moment, Reiju, holding her mother Sora's hand, joined the discussion.
"I think Uncle Dragon might use his ability to make us fly."
Then she looked at Rouge beside her. "Aunt Rouge, what do you think?"
After all, she and Uncle Dragon were husband and wife.
"Uh..." Rouge immediately felt awkward. After glancing at Ace, she replied, "I don't know either. He never talks