Heroes From Other Worlds Who Don't Like To Fight
Chapter 180: The Stairway to the Sky
They both managed to get out of the forest and found a village on its outskirts. There are not many houses available though so they can borrow sometimes unused horses to sleep tonight.
Souma laid his body on the straw as well as the Historia next to him, there was not usually no temptation, and Souma glanced at the sleeping Historia with the bread crumbs in her mouth.
This person due to eating too much he immediately slept soundly, Souma took out a blanket to cover his body.
The angel race had a high standing and sometimes some of them worked as goddess servants, Souma thought things would not go so easily.
The next morning Souma thanked the person who was willing to lend him his horse stable and once again walked hand in hand with Historia.
"My sleep is very good, how about you Souma. Ugh.. I don't think you're sleeping."
Souma finally understood how fed up he was with the uneasy feeling of sleeping with a girl.
After confirming the next route, they re-penetrated through the forest for three days they spent relaxing and finally arrived at a green land without anything.
"Don't tell me this is the territory of the angel race but I don't see anything here."
"Watch it well."
Historia glanced in all directions and as she said she found nothing, Souma walked first and suddenly he walked through the air.
"How did Souma do it? Amazing."
"Try forward."
Historia did what Souma said until she finally understood what was going on here.
He did not walk in the air but climbed an invisible ladder.
"Geez, this is surprising."
"When you're up there, don't you dare do something stupid like touching the angels."
"I know."
Souma walked leisurely followed Historia, the more they rose then the farther the distance between the two from the ground level.
Historia had slipped fortunately Souma casually caught her wrist.
"No problem, I'll let you walk first."
"Ms."
They are at a height so the oxygen in this place is getting thinner, for people who are not used to it is not strange they become a little dizzy.
The end of the stairs is a floating island inhabited by many houses, if you look around it then the other island floated with a large number.
"Wow, so this is the territory of the angelic race," Historia behaved like a plain little girl.
Just like any other city, the city in the angel race was not much different just that the entire population wore all-white clothes with wings on their backs. Seeing the arrival of Souma and Historia made them all wary. A little boy ran around near Souma as he fell Souma knelt nearby then gave a healing potion to treat his wound.
"Next time be careful."
"Thank you."
"Souma I think we're not welcome here either."
"Why do you think that?"
"They all pointed the spear at us."
"You surface creatures don't, don't move and raise your hand."
"I'd rather be called a human being."
"Wait for you not to hurt them both."
"Miss Salatiga."
From the crowd of guards looked a white-haired woman walking through, she had four white wings more two wings compared to the surroundings, wearing a long dress white dress with eye cloth cover and carrying scales in his hands.
"The wings are more Souma."
"The more wings it means the angel has a higher position than I heard the highest has six wings."
"so."
