Chapter 295 Hyperion is not afraid of difficulties
The Kingdom of Esthelan is located in the northwest of the Protos Empire, and the royal capital of the Northern Land is Gedalia.
The sunset shines through the dense canopy of trees and dances with the smoke floating in the air, giving the twilight of the forest city a soft luster. As the stars in the sky slowly light up, the city-state also begins to welcome the night.
At the end of February, the short day is coming to an end.
In the hinterland of this city, beside a clear lake surrounded by woods, stands a magnificent temple.
Deep inside the temple, there is a hall made of pure white jade and dark gray stone pillars.
The Ice and Snow Witch sat elegantly on the sofa, and she gently picked up a delicate porcelain cup. The light green tea leaves slowly stretched in the transparent hot water, releasing a pleasant fragrance.
She closed her eyes, savoring the tranquility of this moment.
However, the tranquility did not last long.
From an invisible corner in the air, Hyperion, who had become invisible, was observing with firm and cold eyes, or was preparing.
As long as she can meet the Ice and Snow Witch, the Ice and Snow Witch's special training for her will pass.
The sound of her breathing had long been silenced, and she was approaching the Ice Witch quickly and unnoticed like a shadow.
But the Ice Witch still sat peacefully, not moving at all, as if she was completely unaware of Hyperion's approach.
Just as Hyperion's dagger was about to reach the Ice Witch's back, she suddenly felt the coldness on her feet.
An invisible cold air quickly spread from the floor to her ankles, freezing her feet and locking her in place.
Hyperion struggled to break free, but the power of the cold air was unmatched until it spread to her hands, causing her dagger to stay in the air, just a hair away from the Ice Witch.
“You still haven't been able to eliminate the intention to attack.”
The Ice Witch finally opened her eyes and said lightly.
“I'm sorry, Teacher Artis.”
Hyperion lowered her head in frustration, a hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes.
But the ice witch's gaze is deep and gentle.
"It's okay, you've almost mastered the trick. You have a unique talent for eliminating the sense of existence, but it seems that it can only be stimulated in situations of life and death."
She gently raised her fingers, and the cold air immediately dissipated, releasing Hyperion's feet, and along with the healing magic, there was no frostbite left on Hyperion's body.
Hyperion stepped back cautiously, her face flushed and her heart full of respect.
Although she can indeed feel that she can sometimes eliminate the magic, aura and even the sense of existence in critical moments.
But she was embarrassed to say whether it was her talent or whether it was created by someone the day after tomorrow.
“Huberlian, continue.”
The Ice Witch said softly, and at the same time, a wave of cold air pushed Hyperion to the corner of the temple.
So in the hall belonging to the Snow Witch deep in the temple, changes of calm and frost surged again and again.
Until the afterglow of the sunset no longer penetrates the colorful window lattice, only the light shines on Hyperion's young and determined face. Her shadow stretches on the cold stone floor, still a little bit away from the ice witch.
“Let's stop here for today, don't be anxious, you've almost found the feeling.”
The Ice Witch healed Hyperion's slight frostbite.
She will send Hyperion to the Protos Empire next month, and currently she is still practicing Hyperion's stealth and escape abilities.
No matter what, survivability is the most important thing.
Although the three clergymen familiar to Hyperion will be sent to the northwest province of the Protos Empire as coordinators, it will still be up to Hyperion to carry out the mission in the imperial capital of Herrom.
"The Protos Royal Academy of Magic that you are going to next month is a very unfriendly school for ordinary students. Coming from the Southern Continent, you should be very uncomfortable with it. The first difficulty for you is It is to get enough credits before the day when you plan to rob the prison, so that you can successfully reach the threshold and successfully accept the task of prison internship."
The Ice Witch motioned to Hyperion to sit next to her, and told Hyperion, "If you are good enough, you can quickly rank among the ten seats of third graders, even if you are only the tenth seat at the bottom, you will have quite a lot of success." Generous power...but it only takes a month, so it is almost difficult to achieve. If you are not a civilian, you will be treated very harshly and unfairly in this school when you want to get credits, and you may feel aggrieved. Give you a try."
“It's okay, I'm very tolerant, Teacher Artis.”
Hyperion nodded and replied.
She has never been the domineering type.
The Ice Witch couldn't help but feel confused during the brief silence.
This month of getting along with her made her realize that Hyperion was a good child, and she was not pretending at all.
She behaves elegantly, keeps her promises, is as pure as falling snow, gentle and fearless.
Very different from her mother Iphatiya.
If you treat Epatia as a weak little angel, the consequences will be quite serious.
Although the characters of the sisters Thalia and Ifatia are very different, one thing is very similar, that is, when they want to take revenge on someone, they will become very crazy and terrifying.
At present, Hyperion looks nothing like her mother or her aunt.
“Speaking of Teacher Artis, is there any news from the Protos Empire recently?”
Hyperion asked.
The Ice Witch shook her head.
In recent times, the blockade of the northern border has been tightened. Even the communications of the northern provinces of the empire have been isolated from other provinces. Except for the confidential department with special channels, in the imperial capital of Herrom, it is not even possible to obtain information about northern travel. Provincial news.
“Are you worried about him again?”
The Ice Witch asked back.
Of course she knows why Hyperion cares about the Protos Empire.
The young man named Ranch Wilford should have drifted to the Protos Empire after he and Hyperion were separated.
“I hope Boss Cat will listen to what I say and take care of him.”
Hyperion is indeed worried about Lanqi, but it is a worry with multiple meanings, and it is difficult to explain it to the Ice Witch in detail.
"Don't worry, I have great faith in Loren's character. The students taught by Loren must also be people who adhere to order and have good conduct. You can rest assured about such young people."
The Ice Witch took another sip of tea and commented with conviction.
There are some things that Hyperion is not easy to say.
After all, she would never say anything bad about Lan Qi, so she has nothing to say now.
But maybe she was worrying too much.
Lan Qi promised himself that after completing the project this time, he would take a leisurely tour around the empire and then go back.
Leaving aside the things he did in the shadow world in the past, he is still a very stable and trustworthy man in the real world.
There should be no problem.
I have to keep working hard.
Precipitation.
Hope to see you again in the imperial capital.
Please give me a monthly pass! Xi Gouzi kowtowed to his fathers!
(End of this chapter)
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