Chapter 296 Is Lanqi doing well in the Protoss Empire?

The Ice Witch and Hyperion sat on one side of the sofa in the middle of the hall.

Dinner had been placed on the coffee table in front of them. Although the food was not rich, it was very exquisite. Most of them were soft and glutinous pastries made from a mixture of wheat flour and snow dew, a specialty of the city of Gedalia. A light press would give off a faint floral fragrance. The snow-white surface was sprinkled with fruit-brewed rock sugar, like crystal snowflakes, each of which sparkled with alluring brilliance.

Not long after, the teacher and student finished their meal together.

"Go and have some rest. You'll have more homework tomorrow."

The Ice Witch said to Hyperion with a smile.

"Okay, teacher, you should rest early too."

Hyperion also said goodbye to the Ice Witch, then stood up, saluted her again, and walked towards the exit of the hall.

During this period, Hyperion followed the Ice Witch almost every day, sometimes for special training, and sometimes to assist the Ice Witch in handling church affairs like a secretary. In short, she was taken care of by her, and in just one month she had become very familiar with the royal capital of Godalia.

The Ice Witch also mentioned in the letter she sent to Dean Loren that Hyperion and his student Ranci probably went to the Protoss Empire alone. However, due to the long sea route, if all goes well, it will take some time for Dean Loren in Ikerit in the southern continent to receive the secret letter from the church.

Walking out of the hall and closing the heavy stone door, Hyperion was still immersed in the experience of the training just now, her steps were deep and slow.

In the corridor of the temple, the soft lights illuminate the ancient stone walls, making each stone pillar look more sacred and dignified.

"Miss Artemis gives people the impression of a mature and stable adult woman..."

Hyperion didn't know why she thought like this.

Before and after coming to the Northern Continent, someone took care of her.

Although the Ice Witch and Tata both give people a very cold impression, they are actually much gentler when you get along with them.

Of course, they are also very different.

The Ice Witch is actually very gentle to everyone, but she will reduce communication with people she is not familiar with.

Tata was only nice to her.

Hyperion was a little confused about one thing.

It's clearly the care from two mature women.

The Ice Witch gave her the feeling of a teacher she respected, while Tata gave her the feeling of a mother.

The more we compare, the more obvious it becomes. What details are responsible for this deviation in perception?

In any case, she found herself missing Tata a little.

Finish your work as soon as possible, and then take Lanqi back to find Tata. Everything should be simple and ordinary.

Tata should be busy running the Cat Boss Restaurant with senior Asna every day. I wonder how they are doing in the royal capital Ikerit.

As she walked down the corridor, Hyperion met many clergymen with important people in mind.

Everyone gave Hyperion a friendly nod or greeting.

"Huparian, come on!"

A young female priest waved at her and encouraged her.

"Good night, Miss Hyperion."

Another older temple clerk said gently.

Hyperion also responded politely to everyone.

Finally, she arrived at the gate of the temple.

As night fell, the stars dotted the vast sky. Hyperion took a deep breath of the cool night breeze. She looked back at the towering temple, her heart full of gratitude and determination. With a faint smile on her face, she walked into the night.

Hyperion was originally a believer of the goddess of fate, and now she has become a student of the saint of the church, and will help the church complete an important task.

Upon Artemis's inquiry, she jumped at the opportunity to join the Church of the Goddess of Fate.

One often needs to have a firm faith and pass tests to become a clergyman, and after becoming a clergyman, one needs to work for the church and fulfill the duties of a clergyman.

Since she was a child, Hyperion wanted to be a noble clergyman.

But when she was very young, many children ridiculed her, saying that a half-demon actually dreamed of becoming a clergyman.

This made her very cautious whenever Ikerite entered the temple, not daring to let others know her thoughts.

Unexpectedly, she has now become a member of the Temple of the Church of the Goddess of Destiny in a foreign country.

Of course, the responsibilities she shoulders are also quite arduous.

This made her feel extremely stressed and she had to work very hard.

Another benefit she gained was that she could now use divine magic.

It’s just that her spiritual attributes are relatively low. Even if her faith is high, most of the auxiliary magic she uses will not be very effective.

Lanqi is at the other extreme. He has a high spiritual attribute, but he does not believe in gods at all in his heart, so he cannot use divine magic at all.

For Hyperion, only offensive divine arts are effective, and they have special targeted effects against evil creatures.

Of course, hitting herself will also have a damage bonus, which will cause her great pain.

After learning the magic, the first thing she did was to try it on herself.

Because there is really no other target... and the fact that she, a half-demon, can use divine magic is amazing in itself...

"The Kingdom of Aethertalan is so great."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Walking on the road full of lush trees in this forest city, Hyperion exclaimed.

Even though she didn't have the identity of a duke's daughter, everyone knew that she was a half-demon, and she was still respected.

She was very contented in this country.

However, Lanqi was in the southern Protoss Empire, which had a cultural style completely opposite to that of Aethertalan and was full of darkness and heaviness.

I don’t know whether he is doing well or not.

…

Meanwhile on the other side.

In the imperial capital of the Protoss Empire, Helrom, the sky was also gloomy.

On winter nights, the college is surrounded by a quiet and cold atmosphere.

The complex, built of dark grey stone and steel, with its spires and pointed arch windows, appears particularly majestic and prominent in the night. The street lamps illuminate the frosted walls, which are as deep as black gemstones.

The clock on the bell tower was almost striking seven.

There are still two hours left in today's twelve-hour monthly assessment day from 9 a.m. to 9 p.m.

During the last class, any background interference will be stopped and the assessment scene will be broadcast to the whole school.

Generally speaking, these two hours are a good study reference for lower grade students who did not take the assessment.

Twelve hours is too long, but two hours is just right.

Originally, for most third-year students, unless there were juniors who they cared about participating, they would not pay much attention to the situation on the monthly assessment day. They would just look up and take a look when they passed by occasionally.

Today's monthly assessment day is different.

Many senior students came to the central building to wait for the show in front of the magic screen with a good viewing angle, which surprised the junior students.

“…”

Many figures in the crowd exchanged glances. Even without asking, they knew why the other party came.

There is a new student who has arrived these days and they are all very angry about him.

Knowing that this guy would participate in this monthly assessment day as a noble servant, they put a bounty on Rocky McCarthy without hesitation.

As they arrived at the square in front of the central building, they saw more and more people. They finally realized that there were probably hundreds of people who had anonymously offered a bounty on Rocky McCarthy! "This bastard is really not afraid of offending people."

"It doesn't matter. The bigger the reward, the more fun it will be."

“Puchi, I’m afraid we’re going to face a life-or-death struggle.”

The sounds came one after another.

Some people even grinned in anticipation; they just wanted to see how the guy who was executed for the bounty would perform.

(End of this chapter)