Sometimes one might think it's just an ordinary day, but perhaps it's actually the best day of one's life.

Later on, I realized...

Maybe there's an even better day.

"I don't know when it started, but my wishes to the Goddess of Destiny turned into a plea for you to always stay by my side."

She looked up at Lanci and confessed.

Right now, both of them are still immersed in the emotions from just a moment ago.

"I think my understanding of Lankros may have deepened now."

Sadness lingered in Lanci's eyes as he spoke.

Whenever Lankros gazed at the stars above Purgatory City, what was he truly thinking?

Even if a thousand falling stars granted him wishes, he probably only wished for Miss Witch to be by his side.

"Your eyes appear more like a boy's now, no longer those of a compassionate saint."

Hyperion reached out, wanting to touch Lanci's cheek, while looking closer into his emerald eyes.

Lanci's joys and sorrows were never initially for himself.

It was more about feeling touched by the happiness and suffering of others.

He never allowed himself to feel emotions.

At some point during his long journey, he learned to feel joy, started to consider his own happiness, yet still hadn't learned to feel sorrow; he wouldn't truly feel fear or despair from his heart.

"Do you think I've become weaker because of this?"

Lanci asked her, feeling a vulnerability within, perhaps he wouldn't be as strong in the future.

After all, everyone knew that a major part of his strength came from having a heart that was beyond human.

"Lankros's journey is one of becoming steel through endless challenges, slowly transforming from humanity to divinity, ending the world's suffering and calamity; whereas yours is a journey of seeking the heart through love, of reclaiming your humanity."

With autumn-like eyes, Hyperion smiled, filled with unspeakable warmth and tenderness.

"..."

Lanci said nothing, he simply raised his hand and rested it on Hyperion's hand that was on his cheek.

The starlight from thousands of miles away now illuminated beside him.

Not only could he gaze at her, but he could also touch her.

The two remained in silent waiting for a moment.

Lanci finally led her onto the bridge leading to the north shore of the Yala Moat.

"My home is..."

Hyperion initially intended to tell Lanci her home was south of Ichrite, and both the Boss Cat Restaurant and Ichrite Academy were south of the opera house, so they should head south, but she reconsidered and retracted her words.

This afternoon was leisurely, they could take a longer walk.

She also wanted to spend more time with him, just for a little while.

"But Lanci, could you first take me to the temple of the Church of the Goddess of Destiny?"

Hyperion asked Lanci.

Their Paladin Leader Florence of the Church of the Goddess of Destiny wanted to meet her for a detailed talk, she had originally planned to find Florence at the temple after the rehearsals today.

Just as the temple of the Church of the Goddess is at the north shore of the Yala Moat, and not far from the opera house, it's easy to walk there.

"No problem, but your Teacher Almis is in the audience seats at the opera house today, do you still want to go to the temple?"

Lanci glanced at the direction, instinctively planning the route, and asked Hyperion.

He knew Hyperion was eager to continue working as a priest since returning to Ichrite, her job intention was likely to go to the Church of the Goddess after completing procedures at Ichrite Academy.

"No, no, it's Miss Florence who sought me."

Hyperion explained to him.

As the substitute for Loren working at Ichrite's Church of the Goddess for a long time, Paladin Leader Florence now often frequented the temple, Hyperion also often saw her, and due to their frequent contact, their relationship was very good.

"Miss Florence, ah, I haven't seen her in a while, our last formal meeting was her commissioning me to help her create a disguise using [Transformation Magic: Human], as well as consulting me on some issues in the student council room." Help. us out by re^adi#ng% on M|V|LEM5%P^Y$R.

Lanci recalled the president's sister, a very friendly and kind member of the clergy.

They walked through a path in the woods of a park-like square.

The view opened up once more.

Birds flew across the sparse clouds of the afternoon sky in the distance.

Here, away from the crowded commercial area across the river, the wind softly brushed their cheeks as they narrowed their eyes in comfort.

The winter afternoons in Ichrite were as pleasant as spring.

The chatter of people, the musician's playing, someone's laughter, singing, all could be heard here.

Energetic citizens moved to and fro on the roads outside the square, surrounded by majestic buildings, including ancient statues adorned with legendary deities.

The Statue of the Goddess of Destiny watched over them.

These areas were where Hyperion might pass on her way to the Church of the Goddess of Destiny, but she didn't know why rarely visiting Lanci was so familiar with the route from the opera house to the church.

The clock tower on one side of Temple Square showed shortly after four.

Ichrite's Church of the Goddess of Destiny was situated at the end of this square.

The main gate of the temple was ajar, the carved pillars climbed by vines, standing quietly as witnesses of history, guarding this sacred place.

"Recently, I've been assigned more work by Professor Bolao, and these tasks were originally for Dean Loren, who is also the Great Priest of the Church of the Goddess, so in some sense, does that mean I'm working for the Church of the Goddess?"

Lanci chatted with Hyperion.

"I suppose it does, I approve."