*Woshhh*
Sol slowly opened his eyes as he once again appeared in the special teleportation room belonging to the church.
This ti, it was a private eting between him and Calia so he had no reason to wear particularly special clothes. Though he did make the effort of dressing nicely by wearing a simple black and white cloak over his white suit.
'I did not feel sick this ti.'
A wide smile plastered his face. He had always hated this form of transportation because of the resulting sickness. Now it seed that he did not have to worry anymore.
"Welco, your highness."
Other than him, ten others were present in the room. Though the hair color of one of them, in particular, caught his attention.
'Blonde hair and blue eyes? And–an armor?'
Those two colors were the sign of soone blessed. Genetic had absolutely nothing to do with it. Children wouldn't inherit this particular set of colors. The only way to obtain it is to be blessed or recognized by one of the goddesses. As for the armor, it didn't take long for him to understand that she was a paladin or one in training.
'But why is she giving such weird stares?'
He could feel a slight enmity but more of a large curiosity in the way she was looking at him, but he did not really care. There was no way an enemy could be standing so boldly here. Not even Echidna would dare. After all, churches, all seven of them, were seen as special asylums.
"Good evening everyone. Could I ask where Calia is?" Giving a polite smile to everyone, he asked calmly while ignoring the blush spreading on the faces of those young pretty girls.
The only one who wasn't blushing was the blonde-haired woman. Rather her expression warped in a slight frown. This made Sol take another look at her as he asked,
"Is there a problem?" He was truly curious. Perhaps Calia wasn't present? Or sothing ca up?
The girl's frown tightened a little before finally relaxing as she let out a sigh as she said calmly in a clearly unwilling voice, "I do not really like the way you call her without using her title or any honorific. But I guess this isn't my place to intervene."
Sol was rather impressed and also intrigued. From the way she talked it was clear that she didn't take him as soone superior to her. This could only an two things–
'She is either fearless or she is from a background equal to mine.'
Sol knew about the exchange program of the paladins done between all seven churches. This girl was most likely a holy daughter being grood for the title of Supre daughter, or the heir of one of the seven kingdoms.
From her mostly human characteristics and her lack of apparently distinctive features,
"Hehe… So you are an angel? I must say that it's the first ti seeing one. Happy to et you."
Her flabbergasted expression was truly a sight to behold.
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The exact number of races in this world was difficult to count.
For example, take the beast-kin, there were hundreds of different subspecies in their group. The sa went for the demons.
Still, if one were to regroup all races, they would find that there were seven grand races, and each race–was the ruler of a kingdom.
The angels were the main race living in the floating islands called the Slotsthein Kingdom. They were under the church of Industria and the royal family of Acedia.
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Chloe held a frustrated expression as she walked along with Sol next to her. The small smile on the side of his mouth was so infuriating that she had to give her all to not insult him.
'Calm down Chloe. Calm down.'
She was truly stunned by the way he simply guessed what she was from just a few clues. Even more so when he explained to her his speculation while they were walking.
'Sigh. I guess at least he isn't just a womanizer.'
If there were two quality angels respected above all, it was diligence and wisdom. Scholars were extrely respected in Slotsthein, to the level that if the crown's princess didn't show so talent in any scholarly discipline, it would be nearly impossible for her to be respected once she took the throne.
Thinking about that, the lazy smile of a red-haired girl as she tinkered with machines flashed in her mind, making her lose another sigh.
"So, it seems like we still have so ti before reaching the place where Calia is. Why don't you tell a little more about you."
Sol could hardly hide his excitent. It wasn't just about the fact that he was seeing one of the fabled angels in his old world. No, what really excited him was that he had finally found an equal.
Sol didn't have any friends.
He had lovers, he had people with authority on him, he had servants, and a loyal knight/slave. But… He didn't have any friends.
Sol was the heir of the Lustburg kingdom. Only another heir of either a church or kingdom could match him. He had never t the current holy daughter of Castitas.
Chloe hesitated a little, even though she couldn't read his mind, she could feel the eagerness in his voice, she wasn't the smartest of the bunch, but she also understood a little of what he was feeling. After all, before eting that redhead–she also felt a little lonely.
"My na is Clover. Clover Industria. I am the daughter of Iris Industria as well as a paladin in training and the holy daughter of Industria. Those close to call Chloe as it was my original na before being sanctified."
Chloe decided to cast aside her initial impression of him. She still didn't really like him, but it was just because of seeing Calia bleed so much.
Sol nodded, all "daughters" be it supre or holy had to shed their original na once they received their Title and take a na related to a flower. He didn't really understand the logic in such a rule, but then again the fact that all crown princes and kings of the seven kingdoms had nas related to stars or planets was also weird in itself.
"You should already know , but I am Sol Luxuria. Crown prince of the Lustburg kingdom. Those close to simply call Sol. Happy to et you, Chloe."
He stretched toward her and Chloe after a short hesitation simply clasped his hand in her,
"Happy to et you, Sol."
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