The Magic Airship was hardly slow. After several hours of flight, it passed through the clouds below, and all the passengers saw a majestic city standing amid the wind and snow, built atop a Flat-topped Giant Mountain.
"Lumir, we're here! This is Main City. We can finally become Train Conductors!"
The rooms aboard the airship had no doors.
Ye Qiyan could clearly see Mr. Order, whose name was Lumir, gazing tenderly at the woman beside him.
That tenderness did not seem feigned. Only a man and woman who had truly pledged their undying love and loved each other could have such a look in their eyes.
"Yes, we'll become Train Conductors soon, then leave this world, enter the Wasteland, and forge a story of our own."
"Right, Lumir. When the time comes, let's bring everyone along and adventure through the Wasteland together."
Mr. Order held her in his arms, but his gaze suddenly turned toward Ye Qiyan.
"Lumir?"
"...No, it's nothing."
A flicker of puzzlement crossed Mr. Order's mind. For no apparent reason, he felt a little disgust toward the person sitting inside.
That disgust could not possibly be false.
The stronger someone became, the more they trusted their instincts.
He gave Ye Qiyan a long look, committing his appearance to memory, then took the woman's hand and walked toward the airship's door.
Boom-
The airship landed.
Amid flowers, cheers, and a throng of people, the champions from the various City-States who had performed exceptionally well in the Hunting Tournament passed through the Gate of Victory and entered the highest palace.
The victors basked in everyone's attention.
Until they had climbed the Heavenly Ladder's six hundred and seventy-two steps.
Ye Qiyan stopped and gazed at the palace before him, a flash of golden light crossing his eyes.
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