Chapter 322: Hyperion Completes Her Training and Begins Her Apprenticeship
Early March in the Kingdom of Aethertalan, the capital of Gedalia.
This forest city is like a new painting that has just peeled off the heavy canvas of winter, showing the tranquility and newness of early spring. The cobblestone streets that have just been liberated from ice and snow are moist and polished even smoother by the midday light.
The lake in the city is gradually waking up at this moment, with slight ripples on the lake surface and occasional petals floating gently in the wind, lightly touching the water surface. The tree branches sway, and the breeze brings the faint smell of new grass.
By the lake of Gedalia, in the temple surrounded by ancient trees, the priests’ low chanting could be heard from time to time, interweaving with the chirping of flowers, birds and insects in the distance, forming a natural harmony.
In the deepest hall, in a corner of this space, there is a huge bookshelf, which is almost as high as the ceiling. Many of the book backs on the bookshelf have been yellowed by the rubbing of time, but some are still preserved as new.
The Ice Witch stood not far from the bookshelf, her figure illuminated by natural light, her long skirt fluttering like snowflakes, pure and noble.
"As a spy, you must always remain calm - this is a familiar saying."
It was also in this temple at this moment that the Ice Witch gave Hyperion her farewell instructions.
After all, if you are lazy, careless or lose your sense of proportion, even the goddess of fate will find it difficult to help you.
"This card, I hope it can protect you on my behalf."
The Ice Witch handed Hyperion a pink sacred card covered with frost mist.
The conversation between the two echoed in the ice and snow hall.
Hyperion nodded solemnly, took the card, and felt the familiar magic coming from it.
This was the spell that the Ice Witch had promised her and had created for her, and it was also the spell that Hyperion had originally been unable to learn no matter how hard she tried.
"Teacher Artemis, thank you for taking care of me during this time."
Hyperion bowed sincerely to the Ice Witch and thanked her.
"Come on, no matter what, when you go to the Protoss Empire, put your safety first."
The Ice Witch hugged Hyperion.
During this period of time, she has come to regard Hyperion as her most important disciple.
Originally, because of Hyperion's background, Artemis considered keeping a certain distance from her.
But in the end, Artemis was convinced that Hyperion was a good child who was sincere and pure. She did have the tenacity and cruelty of the demons, but when facing people close to her, her eyes would only flash with honesty.
"You seem to have an epic card. Although I don't know what the effect is, the more cards you have, the more reassured I am."
The Ice Witch said with a smile.
"No...it's not mine. Lanqi loaned it to me."
Hyperion thought for a moment and answered.
"Can epic cards also be loaned out?"
Artemis was slightly stunned.
Both pink sacred and orange epic magic cards cannot be freely exchanged, because pink sacred quality is difficult to unbind the soul, and orange epic quality is impossible to unbind.
Unless it is a high-quality card that is automatically triggered, it cannot be used even if you lend it to others.
"This card is a little special. She can summon herself... Even if I don't need Ranchi, she can help me according to her own will. But she is quite dangerous, so I have never let her out in the temple."
Hyperion explained.
"Can you let me see it?"
The Ice Witch said curiously.
Hyperion nodded and took out the translucent orange card [Poet of Great Love] accompanied by the fragrance of flowers.
"My dear poet, please come out for a while."
She called out to the [Poet of Great Love].
No response.
"Lanfu?"
Hyperion took the orange epic and called it twice, but the Great Love Poet showed no intention of coming out.
Hyperion was confused.
Normally, every time I call the poet to come out at home, she would jump out happily, but this time it didn't work.
It seemed as if she was very afraid of the Ice Witch and didn't want to come out to see her.
However, if a magic card does not have its owner around, it may indeed be afraid of being touched by other super high-level magic craftsmen.
In the eyes of magic cards, it may be a top-level decomposition machine.
"It's okay. It's normal for intelligent summons to be afraid of strange magic craftsmen. I just didn't expect that demon summons would be so timid."
The Ice Witch roughly observed the card and muttered to herself.
For a moment, even she couldn't quite understand the composition of this card.
"Who's afraid of you? I just don't want you to see my stunning beauty."
Suddenly, the poet of great love took on a physical form, only with his face covered by his hands and his back slightly hunched.
If Lanqi hadn't stressed to her before she set off that she shouldn't let the people of the Northern Continent, especially the demons, see her appearance, she wouldn't have shirked in front of this annoying woman and dared to call her a coward! Although the Great Love Poet didn't know the specific reason why Lanqi had given her so many warnings, she could roughly guess something, such as Tata might have been a famous figure in the Northern Continent, and the Great Love Poet looked almost the same as Tata, and if she was recognized, it might cause unnecessary trouble.
Hyperion looked at the poet's funny appearance and didn't know how to comment.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
"How pretty can you be?"
The Ice Witch found it a little funny. She had never seen such a cowardly and stubborn summoned creature.
I had not intended to say anything more, but after hearing the extremely provocative tone of the great poet, I could not help but retort her.
"!"
The poet of love wanted to let go of his hand again and let the Ice Witch see that his beauty was no less than anyone else's. In his heart, he kept thinking about Lanqi's warning.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and finally, the great poet glanced slightly downward.
"It's prettier than your cutting board anyway."
The great poet raised the corner of his mouth with disdain and said.
The Ice Witch was stunned for a moment, but she soon understood what the Great Love poet meant by the chopping board.
She took a deep breath.
"I won't argue with you, but I can only tell you that with your personality, no matter how beautiful you are, no one in the world will really like you."
The Ice Witch said coldly.
Upon hearing this, the poet Da Ai was so angry that his hands were shaking, and he seemed unwilling to accept it.
Seeing that they were about to have a quarrel, Hyperion quickly stood between the Great Love Poet and the Ice Witch.
"Lanfu, calm down."
She didn't expect that the personalities of Artisan and the great poet were so incompatible that they would quarrel as soon as they met.
“Humph, although Lanqi always thinks that woman who looks like me is cold, fierce and old, I am different. I not only have good looks, but also charm!”
The Great Love Poet threw down these words and turned back into a summoning card.
"hiss--"
Hyperion broke out in a cold sweat and took a long breath. She knew that the poet of great love was making an indirect criticism. It sounded like he was talking about Tata, but he actually wanted to scold the Ice Witch for being cold, fierce and old.
Fortunately, this is the Northern Continent. If this was said in front of people Tata knows, Hyperion would definitely suspect that the great poet of love is hoping for Lanqi's death!
"I'm sorry, Mr. Artemis, the great poet is spoiled."
Hyperion quickly bowed her head and apologized to the Ice Witch.
"It's okay. It's my problem. I didn't expect to reason with a demon summon."
The Ice Witch shook her head.
The moment the poet of great love disappeared, she now understood the effect of this summoned creature. She didn't expect that even she would be affected by this musical magic.
Chapter 2 is not finished yet, will be posted before 11 o'clock
(End of this chapter)