Blessed Flight

The Sky Galleon flew above the clouds, avoiding people's gazes.

The wind was calm, and the sunlight was pleasantly warm. The green fields visible through the clouds looked like a watercolor painting. The wind carried a faint, comforting scent, as if laden with pollen. Such a beautiful day in the sky was rare. It was as if the Goddess Acates herself was blessing our journey towards the Holy City.

Ronnie and I set up a table on the Deck and sat down. There, we enjoyed the rare fine day, having a simple meal and tea.

“Not necessarily. These past few days have been the most luxurious I've ever experienced. Why would the Duchy treat someone like me with such hospitality? It's because I'm your companion that I receive such treatment.”

“That's good. At least I don't have to worry about striking.”

“I might still strike if I can't bathe again.”

“The Holy City won't be any less accommodating than the Duchy.”

“The Holy City, huh...”

Ronnie held her breath for a moment, then continued.

“I can't believe it. I heard no one can just enter there. What kind of connections do you have in the Holy City this time? A High Priest? An Archbishop? It's gone beyond surprising me; now it's starting to scare me.”...