At the Hanging Gardens harbor behind the Temple on Babylon's Main Island, the stationed members of the Flying Knights Order were welcoming the Silent Ship into port.
"So this is... Babylon Mainland..."
York leaned against a corridor porthole, looking at the bustling Airport surrounded by island clouds. Sailing ships, airships, and flying vehicles of all sizes filled the scene.
I didn't expect their technology to look this decent. Probably Babbage's doing.
Babylon Mainland was closed to outsiders, and the outside world knew very little about it. That had piqued York's curiosity.
"Mr. York. Please come with me."
An Artificial Angel maid stood behind him, handing him a hat as she called to him.
It was an oversized black witch's hat with a huge white bow tied around it.
"Oh~ I know~"
York put on the hat the Artificial Angel had handed him.
Now that his survival was assured, his demeanor had reverted to that of a lazy airhead-or at least, that was how he presented himself.
York's appearance, hairstyle, and clothing had all changed considerably.
His wavy twin ponytails had been let down into a waterfall of long golden curls, with a few locks on the left woven into a small braid. He wore a white blouse beneath a long black pinafore dress.
It counted as a disguise, but it was basically Marisa Kirisame's look. This particular "black-and-white" was just a little too big.
"Hmm~ hmm~ hmm~"
York hummed a tune. Several days of good food and drink had put him considerably more at ease.
Following the Artificial Angel along the metal corridor, York had already gotten a general grasp of the ship's capabilities over the past few days.
Its technology wasn't primitive, but it fell into the category of a "big toy," just like the Justice. One look told