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 delicate. Most of them were soft and glutinous pastries made from wheat flour and snow dew, which were special products of the city of Gedalia. A slight pressure would emit a faint floral fragrance. The snow-white appearance was sprinkled with fruit brewed rock sugar, like crystal snowflakes, each of which was shining with an attractive brilliance.

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

"Go and rest, there will be more homework waiting for you tomorrow."

The Ice Witch said to Hyperion with a smile.

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

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

During this period, Hyperion followed the Ice Witch almost during the 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 she was very familiar with the capital of Gedalia in a month.

The Ice Witch also mentioned in the letter she sent to Dean Loren that Hyperion and his student Ranchi probably went to the Protoss Empire alone. However, due to the long sea route, if everything goes well, Dean Loren in Ikerite on the southern continent should take some time 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, with deep and slow steps.

In the corridor of the temple, the soft light reflected the ancient stone wall, and each stone pillar looked more sacred and dignified.

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

Hupriyan thought of this in her heart for some reason.

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

Although the Ice Witch and Tata both give people a very cold feeling, they actually feel much gentler when getting 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 unfamiliar people.

Tata is only good to her.

Hyperion was a little confused.

It was obviously 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 they compared, the more obvious it was. What details caused this difference in feelings?

In any case, she found that she missed Tata a little.

Finish her work as soon as possible, and then take Lanqi back to find Tata. Everything is ordinary and plain.

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

Walking in the corridor, Hyperion was concerned about important people in her heart and met many clergy.

Everyone nodded or greeted Hyperion in a friendly manner.

"Hyperion, keep going!"

A young female priest waved at her and encouraged her.

"Good night, Miss Hyperion."

Another elderly temple clerk said gently.

Hyperion also responded politely to everyone.

Finally, she came to 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, and with a faint smile on her face, she stepped into the night.

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

At the inquiry of Artemis, she gladly took this opportunity to join the church of the goddess of fate.

Often you have to have a firm belief and go through tests to become a clergyman, and after becoming a clergyman, you need to work for the church and fulfill your duties as a clergyman.

Hyperion wanted to be a noble clergyman since she was a child.

But when she was very young, many children had ridiculed her, a half-demon actually wanted to be a clergyman.

This made her cautious when Ikrit entered the temple, and she did not dare to let others know her thoughts.

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

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

She feels pressured and can only work hard.

In addition, she has another gain. Now she can also use divine arts.

It's just that her spiritual attribute is low. Even if her faith is high, most of the auxiliary divine arts she uses will not be very effective.

Lanqi is at the other extreme. His spiritual attribute is high, but he does not believe in gods at all, so divine arts can't be used at all.

For Hyperion, only offensive divine arts are good, which will have special targeted effects on evil creatures.

Of course, hitting herself will also have a damage bonus, which will make her very painful.

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

Because she really couldn't find other targets... and it was amazing that she, a half-demon, could use divine arts...

"The Kingdom of Estellan is great."

Walking on the road full of lush trees in this forest capital, Hyperion sighed.

Even without the identity of a duke's daughter, everyone knew that she was a half-blood demon, and she was still respected.

She was very contented in this country.

And Lanqi is in the southern Protos Empire, which has a completely different cultural style from Esertlan and is full of dark and heavy feelings.

I don’t know if he is doing well.

…

At the same time, on the other side.

In the Protos Empire, the imperial capital of Helrom, the sky is also gloomy.

On a winter night, the academy is surrounded by a quiet and cold atmosphere.

The buildings built of dark gray stone and steel, with their spires and pointed arch windows, are particularly solemn and prominent in the night. The street lights illuminate the frosted walls, as deep as black gemstones.

The clock on the clock tower is about to point to seven o'clock.

There are two hours left in the twelve-hour monthly assessment day from 9 am to 9 pm today.

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

Generally speaking, these two hours are a good learning reference for junior students who did not participate in the assessment.

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

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

Today's monthly assessment day is different.

Many senior students came to the magic screen with a good view in the central building to wait for the public broadcast, which surprised the junior students.

"..."

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

There was a new freshman who made them all hate him.

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

Until they came to the square in front of the central building with more and more figures, they finally found that there were probably hundreds of people who anonymously put a bounty on Rocky McCarthy!

"This bastard is really not afraid of offending people."

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

"Puff, I'm afraid I'm going to face a life-or-death escape."

Voices 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.