[We’re almost there.]
Looking at the wall in the distance and the desolate land beyond it, I tugged on the rope I was holding—Ratel.
Rattle!
Following the trigger I’d set, the pulley—also Ratel—that I’d built above reeled in the rope and hauled my body upward.
Whoooosh!
My body shot rapidly into the air and, carried by momentum, rose even higher than Vermilion Bird’s back.
Of course, gravity soon reclaimed me, and I fell downward in a parabola exactly as I intended.
The thick hem of my cloak spread heavily with a long flap before settling again.
“Finished sightseeing?”
“Yes.”
Tap.
I planted one foot on the pulley and made another light jump.
Thump.
The basket, always waiting in the same place, caught me.
“Sir… aren’t you scared? The moment you lose hold of the rope, you’ll fall…….”
“Not particularly. When else would I ever get to try something like this?”
Letting the wind hit me hundreds of meters above the ground while relying on nothing but a rope and one footboard attached to it.
Whether because of money or physical ability, it was something I’d never be able to do back on Earth.
Since I’d ended up staying here for now and acquired a body beyond ordinary humanity, I thought it was worth experiencing at least once.
“Sir… did you not say your homeland was a world without war?”
“I…