Silver.
No matter where Mihael looked, all he saw was silver.
Of course, it wasn't just silver; there were red, green, and blue mixed in. But the vast majority of places were purely silver.
Apparently, this world was blessed with metal, particularly silver.
"I am Alija Jule Vali, a royal knight. I've been instructed to be your guide for the day," a lady said.
Mihael recognized the voice. She was the same person who spoke to him on that audio call. Round symmetrical face, large eyes, perfect lips, beautiful in a sense.
She came to the outskirts of the city to meet Mihael and the rest.
They'd gotten off here as the people wanted.
No other guards, just the lady.
And though at the very outskirts, there were still plenty of buildings here, and no walls or anything of that sort.
"Mihael Sanders, I'm the captain of that long ship you saw up there." He didn't need his suit. He didn't need a breather either.