CLEAVER OF SIN Chapter 736: Sky Jet [Golden Gachapon Bonus - ]

As the day swiftly concluded, night descended. Asher and his companions had dedicated the entire day to acquiring various necessities. Ryaen procured an assortment of items essential for battlefields, Finch selected a little of everything, while Vaelric casually opted for only a couple of things. Despite this, Asher remained empty-handed until Ryaen personally chose several items for him, practically compelling him to accept them. Ultimately, Asher could only grudgingly comply.

Observing Ryaen and Asher's interaction, Finch and William exchanged knowing glances, their expressions hinting at amusement. Asher, however, paid them no mind, unwilling to engage with their overly dramatic displays.

The following day dawned with palpable excitement. After all, the very next day marked their departure from the Empire. The moment was practically at their doorstep. Regardless of their location within the Academy, discussions about the other three Empires filled the air, brimming with eagerness and anticipation. Some students even lightheartedly jested about finding a partner from a different Empire, envisioning a permanent relocation should they discover true love during the competition.

Once again, Ryaen, Vaelric, Finch, and William visited Asher’s quarters. This time, however, their stay extended beyond idle conversation. They embarked on a shared tour of Star Academy, wandering from place to place, enjoying light refreshments, and engaging in discussions devoid of any particular significance.

The grounds of Star Academy seemed to radiate sheer joy, creating an atmosphere so vibrant it felt as though a potent new Positive Emovira could be spontaneously generated from the collective sentiments of the assembled students.

An announcement was issued during the day, instructing all students to convene in front of their respective residential buildings precisely at 9 a.m. the subsequent morning. While the exact departure time wasn't explicitly stated, everyone intuitively understood it to be the intended time.

Night soon enveloped the Academy once more, yet the students were too thrilled to find sleep, as excitement permeated the entire institution. Asher, contrastingly, slept soundly, as serene as an infant, unburdened by any worldly concerns. Indeed, he felt a measure of excitement too, but was it enough to rob him of sleep? Absolutely not.

Finally, the awaited day arrived. The day of their departure from Star Academy had truly come.

By morning, the students were already awake, their bodies and minds thrumming with anticipation and restless energy. Some had arrived at the designated gathering spot as early as 7 a.m., acting as if they might miss their transport to the other Empire if they dared to be any later.

Asher awoke punctually at 8 a.m. Standing before the mirror, dressed in the attire Ryaen had personally selected, he had to concede that her fashion sense was undeniably impeccable.

With that realization, he exited his room and proceeded towards the assembly point. Upon his arrival, Finch and the rest of their group were already present, awaiting his arrival.

"You always seem to have a penchant for arriving fashionably late," William remarked, his gaze shifting towards Asher.

"I'm not late; I'm simply always punctual," Asher responded, shaking his head with a casual air.

William could only sigh in resignation. It was merely two minutes shy of 9 a.m., the stipulated time for their gathering. Only someone like Asher would possess the audacity to appear at such a moment, completely unconcerned.

"Those clothes and that styling suit you remarkably well," Finch commented, noting that Asher was indeed sporting the outfit Ryaen had chosen.

"I owe my thanks to Ryaen's excellent fashion sense," Asher replied composedly.

Just as their conversation was about to resume, a distinct presence materialized directly above them. Instantly, every student's head snapped skyward. All they observed was a woman casually waving her hand. In the next instant, an intense flash of white light enveloped every student present.

When Asher's eyes fluttered open once more, he found himself standing on an expansive, verdant field carpeted with lush grass. He wasn't particularly taken aback, as it seemed every Instructor shared a peculiar habit of transporting students without offering any prior explanation.

Asher's gaze drifted forward, and the instant he comprehended what lay across the vast green expanse, he was rendered utterly speechless.

There, majestically situated, was an actual Airbus... a genuine airplane.

Asher was genuinely astounded. Since his reincarnation into this world, he hadn't encountered a single vestige of advanced technology. Certainly, items like light bulbs and modern illumination existed, as the populace of this world was hardly primitive cave dwellers relying on candles by night. However, the sight before him now was utterly inconceivable... or at least, it ought to have been.

While Asher remained speechless, questioning the very fabric of reality, the other students were simply consumed by overwhelming awe. Such things as airplanes, or anything remotely resembling them, were entirely beyond their life experience, where horses and carriages constituted the peak of transportation.

"What sort of conveyance is that? It's absolutely enormous," one student stammered, utterly shocked.

"Who possesses the capability to construct such a marvel?" another inquired, filled with profound wonder.

A cacophony of murmurs rippled through the open expanse, but the clamor abruptly ceased as the female Instructor, hovering above, gently exerted a wave of pressure downwards. Witnessing the students instantly fall silent and acknowledge her authority, she finally commenced speaking.

"What you are witnessing is designated as a Sky Jet. I will refrain from elaborating on the intricacies, as even I do not fully grasp the foundational principles of its operation. Nevertheless, your sole concern should be that it will serve as your mode of transit," the female Instructor declared with composure.

"You are instructed to ascend via the aperture you observe, which is identified as the Cabin Door," she continued, pausing briefly. "Boarding may now commence. The Rank Ones from each cohort will enter first, followed sequentially by the Rank Twos, and so forth," she directed.

The instant her words concluded, Asher, Thalric, and Teo moved forward without hesitation, their gazes alight with both curiosity and eager expectation.

Upon entering the aircraft, Asher's eyes widened slightly. The interior bore absolutely no resemblance to its exterior; it was astonishingly vast.

Surrounding him were seats of such opulent luxury that they rendered even the most exclusive first-class airplane seats from Earth utterly mediocre. The caliber of comfort and the meticulous craftsmanship were on an entirely different plane.

Along one side of the floor stood a well-appointed bar, stocked with an unimaginable array of beverages.

Asher surmised with certainty that some form of Spatial ability had been employed to expand the interior's dimensions while preserving its external form. It represented a flawless fusion of magic and technology.

Directing his gaze upwards, Asher's Omni Perception instinctively expanded, allowing him to perceive the structure above. Three additional levels existed above his current position, and from these upper decks, he sensed several formidable presences, all residing within the Crownstar Life Rank.

The first level accommodated beds of varying dimensions, while the second level housed an expansive kitchen equipped with countless culinary implements and sophisticated apparatus, seemingly prepared to craft and serve any dish imaginable for the students throughout their journey.

The more Asher surveyed and explored his surroundings, the more bewildered and astonished he became.

The technological sophistication on display was simply too advanced.

For an entity of this magnitude to exist, it logically followed that smaller-scale technologies like cars, motorcycles, or even bicycles should also be present. Yet, in the two years since his reincarnation into this world, he had not encountered the faintest inkling of any such common conveyances.

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