"Tsk tsk, what extravagance!" Completely unaware that he had already been discovered by the highest authority of the Uranos Empire upon his arrival, Muria was wandering around the Deep Blue Commerce Association's floating ship harbor, his eyes filled with amazement.
This was because Muria realized that he was currently not in the main world, but in a large half-plane, specifically designed for docking floating merchant ships of all sizes. It was a completely open air half-plane. In just the short time that he had been wandering around, he had already seen hundreds of merchant ships entering and exiting through space.
"This space defense is like a sieve," Muria sensed for a moment, "No, not a sieve. There is basically no defense. This half-plane probably can't be carried around like mine, it can only be fixed in one place."