Gwen sat atop the giant bird, her pretty face flushed bright red.
So it turned out… she had misunderstood.
Viktor said he was going to take her sowhere.
At first, Gwen had thought… No, she had never thought that!
As a righteous knight, Gwen absolutely refused to admit that her mind could ever produce any filthy thoughts.
That was absolutely impossible.
After dinner ended, white whirlwinds gathered beneath Viktor's feet.
Then, just like that, an enormous and astonishing white giant bird was released by him.
She had seen this bird before, in the Northern Territory, in her own ho.
At that ti, in front of countless knights, she had stood before Viktor and openly declared her support for him.
Even if it ant becoming enemies with all the Northern knights.
And now, at this very mont, she was sitting on this very giant bird, high in the sky, beneath the moonlight.
The wind seed to grow unrestrained, howling and dancing wildly.
Though it wasn't especially violent, it still sent Gwen's white formal dress flapping crazily.
She pressed down hard on the white hat atop her head, afraid it would be blown away and vanish into the endless night.
One hand also held down her skirt so it wouldn't be lifted by the strong wind.
Her appearance looked a little ridiculous, and her flushed cheeks beca even more awkward.
But the scenery around her was extraordinarily beautiful.
In the silent sky, silver stars shimred like they were hung upon a curtain.
The mysterious night sky seed to be telling stories, drawing the heart toward it.
The giant bird swept through the clouds, like a shooting star crossing the Milky Way, streaking toward the horizon.
She was suspended in the air, looking down at the land below.
Beneath her lay the vast and prosperous royal capital.
Under the night sky, it was brightly lit.
Within the dreamy scenery, there was an exceptionally graceful glow.
As if it were the world's second field of luminous stars.
Viktor stood with his hands in his pockets. At so point, the black suit he had been wearing had been replaced by a trench coat.
The constantly howling gale whipped his black coat again and again, making rustling sounds.
It fluttered in the air, as though it had turned into a long, slender tail feather.
Suddenly, Viktor's voice slowly sounded beside Gwen's ear.
"How does it feel?"
"It's very beautiful."
Gwen held her hat, her eyes filled with the hazy starlight reflected within them.
A long-lost feeling seed to slowly calm down from her previous irritation and panic.
She didn't know why.
Perhaps it was the scenery around her that made her naturally quiet down and feel it.
Or perhaps it was because the person who made her feel at ease, was right beside her.
Gwen lifted her head and looked at Viktor again, staring at his back.
Her gaze also carried a hint of gentleness.
She parted her lips and asked the question she had wanted to find the answer to from the very beginning.
"Why… are you so good to ?"
Whether it was at the inn by the volcano, or the first ti she returned to the palace and faced everyone's doubts.
Even back in the Northern Territory, in her own ho.
Viktor had always taken ticulous care of her.
He would step in front of her at the first mont to protect her.
Even when the justice she followed was on the verge of collapse, it was Viktor's appearance that made her belief even firr.
He was like a brilliant star.
When Gwen was just one step away from falling into darkness, he brought her the light of salvation.
"First of all, you just said sothing pointless."
At that mont, Viktor turned around and calmly looked at Gwen.
"Why can't I be good to you?"
Gwen froze for a mont. Looking at Viktor, there was a bit more confusion she couldn't quite understand in her eyes.
Viktor sighed and finally shook his head helplessly.
"Rember this."
"I have always been your fiancé."
The words slowly fell, as though he were talking about sothing utterly trivial.
But his calm and gentle tone kept echoing in Gwen's ears.
It made her unconsciously sit up straight.
Her eyes widened like bells, her cheeks burning hot as she stared blankly at Viktor.
Her heart thumped wildly.
Even though it was such a cool night.
She felt as though her body was constantly heating up…
Her body trembled slightly. Even she herself couldn't clearly explain what kind of emotion this was.
Suddenly, Viktor raised his hand toward the sky.
In front of him, a clock made entirely of flas appeared between the two of them.
One long hand and one short hand slowly moved.
Around the clock, several golden spells encircled it, and in the center there seed to be a golden scale constantly swaying.
Each ti the hands passed a Roman nural, that nural would blur, eventually turning into a red beam of light that sank into the clouds.
The hands slowly moved upward, ticking forward.
"Almost ti."
A flat voice sounded, and the giant bird beneath Viktor suddenly let out a sharp cry.
That piercing sound tore through the sky, instantly traveling through the air and spreading across the entire royal capital.
The sound wasn't loud, but it brought a bit of movent to the otherwise quiet city.
Those residents who hadn't yet gone to rest all poked their heads out, curiously searching for the source of the sound.
At this mont, Vega's eyes emitted a faint blue glow, linking her to Viktor.
Almost at the instant magical power surged, countless formations lit up beneath Viktor's feet.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
Complex and innurable magic circles began flashing and overlapping nonstop. Even the clouds were used as a canvas, gradually being dyed with color.
Dense magical power continuously overflowed from around the formations, sweeping outward like waves.
The strange-colored magic gradually spread across the streets of the entire capital. The brightly lit city was slowly shrouded in layers of oddly colored gauze.
Around Viktor's body, heavy magical power was constantly being released.
Patterns surged forth, as if a painter's pignts had all been knocked over at once.
"Watch carefully. Don't blink."
The voice sounded beside Gwen's ear, making her involuntarily look toward the magic formations.
Then...
From the enormous formations, an extrely brilliant light burst forth.
The massive ring array rapidly expanded, as if gathering scattered magic from the land below.
In an instant, vibrations traveled through the air.
Countless streams of magic turned into fireworks, dragging fiery trails as they tore through space.
Amid layers of distortion, those magical fireworks twisted and curved as they shot into the sky.
In the blink of an eye, strange-colored light ignited the heavens and scattered outward.
It turned into countless points of light that dimd even the stars, as tens of thousands of dazzling blossoms fully blood at this mont.
All the residents of the royal capital saw this beautiful scene, as if an even more dreamlike field of stars had appeared right before them.
Many children poked their heads out, pointing at the sky and shouting to their mothers, "Mom! Look! Fireworks!"
Liya, who had been busy in her study all day, stretched lazily in the darkness and walked to the window. Looking up through the glass, her eyes reflected the beautiful light.
Henny was diligently scribbling in her notebook. Outside, the bright flas seed to set the entire night sky ablaze.
She lifted her head, set down her pen, and looked toward the high sky.
Aurelian, inside her bedchamber in the palace, was boredly flipping through the Monster Encyclopedia Viktor had given her.
Soon, sensing an extrely terrifying fluctuation of magical power, she couldn't help but widen her eyes.
Fireworks flickered in her eyes, colors flowing within them.
"So beautiful…"
Endless flas turned into fireworks, blooming nonstop in the sky with tails of all kinds of strange colors.
Cocotte yawned in the garden when suddenly she snapped wide awake, eyes bulging as she looked up.
"Holy shit, war magic?!"
'No, who the hell is this extravagant, using damn war magic as fireworks?!'
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At this mont, everyone in the royal capital witnessed this astonishing scene.
The fireworks lasted for a long ti, exploding continuously in the sky.
Gwen, being the closest, could feel the warmth that ca from the magic.
Light rippled in her eyes.
The corners of her eyes seed to grow a bit moist.
Was it emotion?
She wasn't sure.
The fireworks didn't stop, continuing for several full monts.
Until, just before they finally vanished, the sky fell silent.
A small yet brilliant stream of magic slowly rose into the night sky, as if gradually rging with the moon.
The instant it ca to a halt in midair, that vast yet gentle light seed to spread throughout the entire world.
Beside Viktor, the three hands of the flaming clock slowly moved.
At last, they all stopped at the very top of the clock.
Symbolizing the arrival of twelve o'clock.
Symbolizing the end of an entire day.
Symbolizing a new beginning.
"Happy birthday."
As the fireworks gradually faded into the night, Viktor's voice sounded beside Gwen's ear.
Gwen still held her head high, as if she hadn't had enough, her gaze fixed on the stars in the sky.
The fireworks seed to have dispersed, yet also seed not to have.
It felt like sothing had been tucked away deep in her heart.
Suddenly, she took a deep breath, as if she had made so kind of decision.
"Viktor."
"When you're teaching the princess, do you have to stay by her side the whole ti?"
Viktor nodded and replied calmly, "To ensure the princess's safety, staying by her side is necessary."
"…I understand."
She lowered her head, as if explaining.
"The day His Majesty summoned , he asked whether I could beco Her Highness's swordsmanship instructor."
"He gave a few days to make a decision."
Viktor listened quietly and saw Gwen look toward him.
When he saw her face, he suddenly froze slightly.
Her expression was like ice lting away.
Like the rising morning sun, she revealed a bright smile that was utterly captivating.
"After being a knight for so long, suddenly becoming a teacher seems like sothing quite new."
"I think I want to give it a try."
As the sound of the wind brushed past his ears, Viktor snapped back to his senses.
He looked at Gwen and gave a soft hum.
"Is that so."
The corners of his mouth lifted slightly.
"As for being a teacher, I'm quite experienced."
"How about we practice?"
Gwen stared at him dreamily and laughed happily.
"Sure."
"I won't go easy on you."
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