"Captain, speaking of which, what is the name of that guild?" Gita's deep voice came through the Communication Crystal, mingled with the sound of wind.
Today, the wind in Orlenze was quite strong, and all the navigation flags hanging from the crowns of the giant trees in the distance had flown up, resembling blue and white ribbons.
Blue and white are the emblems of this city.
"It's called Art of Dispute, it seems their first Chairman was a musician." Fang Hong watched the distant flying leaves as they drifted across the azure sky.
A low rumbling sound came from the sky, and a shadow passed over, slowly obscuring the top of the clock tower.
He looked up at the colossal object coming into port, the boat-style airships were always so awe-inspiring.
This is the mail ship from the north, Floating Island Whale, fixed on the route between Eis and here. The Artisan Association had announced the ship's arrival yesterday.
