Chapter 32: First friend (1/2)

*Woshhh*

Sol slowly opened his eyes as he once again appeared in the special teleportation room belongings to the church.

This time, it was a private meeting between him and Camelia so he had no reason to wear particularly special clothes. Though he did make the effort of dressing nicely by wearing a simple black and white cloak over his white suit.

'I did not feel sick this time.'

A wide smile plastered his face. He had always hated this form of transportation because of the resulting sickness. Now it seemed that he did not have to worry anymore.

”Welcome, your highness.”

Other than him, ten others were present in the room. Though the hair color of one of them, in particular, caught his attention.

'Blonde hair and blue eyes? And–an armor?'

Those two colors were the sign of someone blessed. Genetic had absolutely nothing to do with it. Children wouldn't inherit this particular set of colors. The only way to obtain it is to be blessed or recognized by one of the goddesses. As for the armor, it didn't take long for him to understand that she was a paladin or one in training.

'But why is she giving me such weird stares?'

He could feel a slight enmity but more of a large curiosity in the way she was looking at him, but he did not really care. There was no way an enemy could be standing so boldly here. Not even Echidna would dare. After all, churches, all seven of them, were seen as special asylums.

”Good evening everyone. Could I ask where Camelia is?” Giving a polite smile to everyone, he asked calmly while ignoring the blush spreading on the faces of those young pretty girls.

The only one who wasn't blushing was the blonde-haired woman. Rather her expression warped in a slight frown. This made Sol take another look at her as he asked,

”Is there a problem?” He was truly curious. Perhaps Camelia wasn't present? Or something came up?

The girl's frown tightened a little before finally relaxing as she let out a sigh as she said calmly in a clearly unwilling voice, ”I do not really like the way you call her without using her title or any honorific. But I guess this isn't my place to intervene.”

Sol was rather impressed and also intrigued. From the way she talked it was clear that she didn't take him as someone superior to her. This could only mean two things–

'She is either fearless or she is from a background equal to mine.'

Sol knew about the exchange program of the paladins done between all seven churches. This girl was most likely a holy daughter being groomed for the title of Supreme daughter, or the heir of one of the seven kingdoms.

From her mostly human characteristics and her lack of apparently distinctive features,

”Hehe… So you are an angel? I must say that it's the first time seeing one. Happy to meet you.”

Her flabbergasted expression was truly a sight to behold.

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The exact number of races in this world was difficult to count.