The Princess Who Left the Castle

Leon flew with Diana across the Atlantic Ocean toward Gotham.

Layers upon layers of clouds swept past beneath them.

They were flying after the sun.

The sun over the Black Sea had already sunk beneath the horizon.

The farther west they flew, the brighter the sky gradually became.

The pitch-black clouds were slowly painted by sunlight.

Dark blue, orange-yellow, orange-red, pale cyan... until finally, pure white.

The two burst through the clouds, and Diana joyfully spread her arms amid the fierce wind rushing toward her.

It had been a long time since Leon had flown this slowly.

He took Diana weaving through the clouds at only a few dozen Mach.

Unlike usual, when he could simply open a portal and arrive anywhere instantly.

Even if he flew, he could move at the speed of light and reach anywhere on Earth within a second.

Yet this journey of flying with Diana.

Really felt like holding a girl's hand on campus and walking her back to her dormitory.

The distance was only a few steps, yet somehow they could stretch it out into the endless pilgrimage to the Western Heaven. If they did not go through all eighty-one trials, they would practically want to start all over again.

Leon held Diana's hand like that.

He wrapped her in a Biological Force Field.

And touched the drifting clouds around them together with her.

The clouds, which showed different colors as the angle of refracted sunlight changed, painted a magnificent scene before their eyes.

Diana's eyes were full of sparkling light.

Though she had awakened her divine power many years ago, she had never actually learned how to fly.

The clouds she could once only look up at from the ground were now within reach.

She reached out to touch them, feeling the incredible