How Could We Be Barbarians?

The Unyielding Truth's orbital docking route around Mars had already been plotted on the Solar Sector's star map.

A faint golden dotted line marked out the entire range of activity permitted to the Unyielding Truth within the Solar System. It was fairly broad, but approaching Terra was strictly forbidden.

So next, they would have to take a landing craft to Terra.

Lin En looked at it and suddenly thought of a question. "Then, Your Highness Lion King, do you also take a shuttle to Terra?"

The Lion King glanced at him but said nothing.

Azrael said quietly, "Father can teleport directly to the surface of Terra. It's just that we can't teleport..."

Lin En: "."

Oh, he got it.

The Lion King didn't trust them enough to let them go alone, so he had decided to travel with them.

After waking up from ten thousand years of sleep, the old Lion's temperament had truly undergone a world-shaking change. The Lion King of the past would never have shown this kind of human warmth.

The Unyielding Truth slowly sailed toward the center of the Solar System.

The starry sky outside the portholes gradually brightened, and the sun appeared in view.

It felt so good to be home. It was an entirely different world from the Warp.

Phoros and Calix both gazed out the window, their eyes sparkling as they remained transfixed for a long while.

The Dark Angels should have all seen the Solar System before. The Lion King's direct followers probably had many opportunities to enter Terra.

The Lamenters, on the other hand, had probably never seen it. Ever since their founding, they had been excluded by the central authorities.

...Sigh, why did it sound more and more pitiful the more he talked about it?

That damn Warp was