The sky was slowly turning to dusk, and at this mont, looking down at the planet from the gradually rising height, you would see the distant sun’s afterglow already rging with the edge of the imnse planet’s contour.
On the planet’s surface at this ti, only the boundary between the afterglow and the contour was coated with a layer of dazzling gold, while everything else had already fallen into darkness.
Accompanied by the two angels nad "Randelkir" and "Yuphile," Fisher and Helair officially ascended, preparing to return to the Holy Land.
As the Sun Ring in the universe above drew closer, the pink-haired angel standing in front of Fisher smiled and asked Fisher,
"Can humans survive up there?"
"I’ve been up here before; the other angels gave a Holy Object that allows to breathe."
"Ah, I see. I wasn’t around then; I was busy searching for precious forging materials in the mortal world, so I missed so interesting events. Otherwise, I would’ve co up to see you, the unique Transferee in the Holy Land... Hmm, the first human to enter the Mythical Rank? Tell , in your world, are all humans such formidable beings?"
The angel speaking was "Yuphile," unlike Randelkir beside her, who always wore a blank expression, she seed to have so interest in the Transferee.
"No, not all of them..."
Fisher replied perfunctorily, then looked to his yet-to-be healed Helair behind him, and couldn’t help but ask,
"Can you reveal the upcoming arrangents? Even if you’re planning to take my head as the Transferee, let be a bit prepared; I have so words to say to Helair."
Helair still leaned against Fisher’s shoulder with a smile, absorbing the invisible "Fisher" energy; Yuphile exclaid "Wow," about to speak, when the cold-faced Randelkir "hmphed" and spoke,
"You just need to know that Lord Heavenly Lock personally ordered your return, for the good deeds you people did in the mortal world."
"To correct, it wasn’t ’they’ who did good deeds, it was ’Lord Sariel and Lord Remiel’ who did. Although I’m unwilling to admit it, it seems the matters below are directly related to our respected Angel Leader, and we don’t yet know the specifics. That’s one of the purposes of inviting you back... The upcoming specific plan is for the Transferee to take a rest, and Helair and we will go to the Second Day to check her current condition.
"Of course, if you have any intimate topics you wish to discuss with Helair, feel free to do so now, we will pretend not to hear."
Yuphile seed like a very agreeable angel, overall much more friendly than Randelkir. Upon hearing about the relationship between Fisher and Helair, Randelkir’s face showed extre displeasure.
As a noble angel, he felt disdain for Helair’s behavior.
Yuphile seed to be similar to Helair earlier, also an angel inclined towards femininity, although she hadn’t completely transford her gender.
"I see..."
Fisher trusted the statents of the Holy Land as if they were untrue; even if they needed to understand the ins and outs of the Ideal Country, they only needed to bring Helair back, and he was completely redundant.
He didn’t know the specific purpose of the Holy Land; it definitely wasn’t to leisurely invite him up for tea.
But even knowing the risks, Fisher had to co back because Emhardt was still in the hands of the Holy Land; he couldn’t abandon Emhardt here.
Actually, analyzing carefully, he only needed to et Emhardt because he could return to the present anyti through Renie’s power, which echoed Renie’s previous plan of directly encountering the Holy Grail to expel Death...
While pondering how to ascertain Emhardt’s information, Helair suddenly gently patted his chest from behind, just as he was about to turn to look back, Helair used her finger to direct his gaze forward.
Turning to the front, Fisher suddenly caught sight of Yuphile winking at him intriguingly, as if hinting at sothing.
Fisher was slightly taken aback, thought for a mont, then temporarily stood still without any action.
"..."
"Alright, we have arrived, the Second Day. Please trouble Helair Angel to go to the Second Day first to check her injuries. Randelkir, that’s all, I’ll take the Transferee to the Third Day."
"Okay."
The Third Day is the angels’ prison; when Fisher first ca up, he was locked in that place.
Alright, it looks like it’s back to the old place.
Fisher sighed and released the hold on Helair’s hand. She was truly too weak, and he wasn’t a professional angelic doctor either, couldn’t figure out her condition, even though he had so special nature towards Chaos, they didn’t listen to him at all, so it’s better to leave the checking and Healing to the professional Raphael on the Second Day.
As she walked away, she playfully pinched her ear, absorbed one last gulp of "Fisher" energy, then slowly walked towards the Second Day with her fragile body.
Randelkir also, cold-faced and aloof, floated lower, quickly vanished into the ever-darkening universe.
Watching as everyone nearby left one by one, leaving only Fisher and herself, Yuphile stretched lazily, exhaling a long breath.
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