The Quietly Extended Black Hand
The next day, early in the morning.
Today was the first day of the Aerial Combat Martial Arts Festival.
In a few hours, the representative teams from the academic Floating Cities around the world would gather above the Ninth Artificial Sky Island, the competition venue, and enter it one after another to compete for survival.
Because of this, all the Aerial Knights from the various teams had gotten up early. Some were training, some warming up, and some adjusting their condition. Others were holding strategy meetings. The place was bustling with activity.
The representatives of the various academic Floating Cities burned with fighting spirit and eagerness for battle as they prepared to face an entirely new challenge.
Fighting the strongest teams from academic Floating Cities around the world and competing for the title of the world's strongest was an extremely enticing prospect for anyone.
At that very moment, in the president's office of Noesis Palace, Yumiyell and the others who would represent Vivel had likewise gathered together.
"We came at your command."
Yumiyell represented the team as she inclined her head slightly toward Jess. Though she showed respect, her attitude was neither servile nor overbearing.
"May I ask what orders you have for us, Lord Jess?"
Yumiyell sought instructions from Jess, who sat behind his desk.
Jess looked at Vivel's representative team, standing neatly before him with Yumiyell at its head, and smiled in satisfaction.
"The Aerial Combat Martial Arts Festival is about to begin. Are you ready?"
Jess offered words of encouragement to his subordinates.
"Of course." Yumiyell wore an expression blazing with fighting spirit and said eagerly, "I hope this so-called Aerial Combat Martial Arts Festival has opponents worth fighting."
Yumiyell spoke with unabashed arrogance.
Yet the others, as her teammates, had complete