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Pastel was able to choose the Demon World Airship after agonizing deliberation.

Actually, it wasn't an agonizing deliberation. Chancellor Horace had frugally saved up the academy budget and purchased a large warship befitting the protocol of the Governor-General.

"Woah! A warship!"

Like a civilian airship, the white warship modeled after a massive Sky Whale filled the docking bay all on its own, boasting a hull twice as high.

The size difference was so vast that the civilian airships and the warship felt like a pod of baby whales and a mother whale.

Aside from its magnificent size, there was a distinct difference from civilian airships. Originally, airships were made of wood, so the visible material was naturally wood. The colors might have been flashy depending on the dyeing, but wood was wood.

However, even at a glance, the outer shell of this warship was not wood. It had no wood grain, and its smooth, solid surface was a familiar material, if one could call it that.

Pastel stood at the edge of the Docking Bay and poked the side of the hull with a sword. The flashy His Imperial Majesty's Sword, a magic sword, poked it.

It made a ting, ting sound.

Not thud, thud, but ting, ting...