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"Lys, stop moving! Keep that up and we're all going to crash!"
On the outbound highway of Azura, the Funeral Agency found itself engaged in what could, at best, be described as a wholesome nighttime cycling activity.
Yes. They were riding bicycles.
After leaving the city's core district and reaching the outer edge of the two-tiered metropolis, Annan had everyone disembark from the hovering car and release it. The vehicle drifted away on its own, gliding off in the opposite direction.
Don't get caught by evil humans again, Ashe thought as he watched it disappear into the distance.
No explanation was needed. Even he understood the reasoning. Keeping the car would only expose their exact position. Worse, it might explode midway through the journey.
The Book of Gospel's confidentiality rules prevented others from directly locking onto their location, but vehicles could still be tracked. And since all autonomous transport systems relied on the Gospel's data analysis, they were far from safe. In the hands of the Good Moonlight Agency, an organization notorious for hijacking others' vehicles like obsessive thieves, it would only be a matter of time before the car betrayed them.
Switching transport was inevitable. But this was the 17th century. Across both the Gospel Kingdom and the Blood Moon Kingdom, automation had already taken hold. When they tried to flee Azura, the only truly safe option left was… bicycles.
There were single-rider bikes, tandem models, and even three-person designs. Above the bicycle shed, projection screens displayed cheerful scenes of beastmen and elves enjoying family outings, making it painfully clear these bikes were meant for...
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