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

Dinner had already been set on the coffee table in front of them. The food wasn't lavish, but it was exquisite. Most of it was soft, glutinous pastries made from wheat flour and snow dew, both specialties of the city of Gederia. A gentle press would release a faint floral fragrance. The snow-white exteriors were sprinkled with fruit-infused rock candy, like glistening snowflakes, each one shimmering with an enticing light.

Before long, the teacher and student finished their meal together.

"Go and rest. More lessons await you tomorrow."

The Ice Snow Witch said to Hyperion with a smile.

"Alright, teacher. You rest early too."

Hyperion also bade farewell to the Ice Snow Witch, then rose, bowed to her again, and walked towards the exit of the hall.

During this time, Hyperion spent almost every day with the Ice Snow Witch, sometimes in special training, sometimes assisting the Ice Snow Witch with church affairs like a secretary. In short, she was being taken care of. In a month, she had become very familiar with Gederia, the royal capital.

The Ice Snow Witch had also mentioned Hyperion being with her and his student Lan Qi probably reaching the Proto Empire alone in a letter sent to Headmaster Loren. However, due to the long sea journey, Headmaster Loren in Iketerte on the Southern Continent would still need some time to receive the church's confidential letter, if all went well.

Walking out of the hall, closing the heavy stone door, Hyperion was still immersed in the insights from her recent training, her steps heavy and slow.

In the temple corridor, soft lights illuminated the ancient stone walls, making each pillar appear even more sacred and dignified.

"Miss Almis gives the feeling of a mature and steady adult woman as well…"

For some reason, Hyperion thought this in her heart.

Before coming to the Northern Continent, and after arriving, there had been people taking care of her.

Although the Ice Snow Witch and Tata both seemed very indifferent, they felt much gentler when you actually spent time with them.

Of course, their differences were also great.

The Ice Snow Witch was actually gentle to everyone, but would reduce communication with people she wasn't familiar with.

Tata, on the other hand, was only good to her.

Hyperion was a little puzzled by one question.

Both were care from mature women.

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

The more she compared them, the more obvious it became. What details caused this difference in feeling?

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

Finish her work soon, and then bring Lan Qi back to find Tata. Ordinary and peaceful is the true way.

Tata should be busy with Senior Asina running the Cat Boss Restaurant every day now. She wondered how they were doing in the royal capital of Iketerte.

Walking down the corridor, Hyperion's heart was filled with concern for the important people in her life. She encountered many members of the clergy.

Each of them nodded or greeted Hyperion in a friendly manner.

"Hyperion, keep it up!"

A young female priest waved and encouraged her.

"Good night, Miss Hyperion."

An older temple clerk said gently.

Hyperion also politely responded to each person.

Finally, she arrived at the temple gate.

Night had fallen, and the vast sky was dotted with stars. Hyperion took a deep breath of the cool night air. She looked back at the towering temple, her heart filled with gratitude and determination. With a faint smile on her face, she stepped into the night.

Hyperion was originally a follower of the Goddess of Fate, and now she was even more so, being a student of the church's saintess, and next, she would help the church to complete an important task.

At Almis's request, she gladly took the opportunity to join the Church of the Goddess of Fate.

Usually, one had to have a firm belief and undergo trials before becoming a member of the clergy. And after becoming a member of the clergy, one needed to work for the church and fulfill the duties of a member of the clergy.

Hyperion had wanted to be a noble member of the clergy since she was a child.

But when she was very young, many children had mocked her, saying that a half-demon actually dared to dream of becoming a member of the clergy.

This made her cautious when entering the temple in Iketerte, afraid to let others know her thoughts.

She never expected that she would now become a member of the Temple of the Goddess of Fate in a foreign land.

Of course, the responsibilities she shouldered were also quite arduous.

It made her feel a lot of pressure, and she could only try her best.

In addition, she also had another gain, she could now use divine magic.

It's just that her spirit attribute was low, so even if her faith was high, most of the support-type divine magic she used wouldn't have a very good effect.

Lan Qi was another extreme, his spirit attribute was high, but he didn't believe in gods at all from the bottom of his heart, so he couldn't use divine magic at all.

For Hyperion, only attack-type divine magic was good, and it would have a special effect against evil creatures.

Of course, it also had damage amplification when hitting herself, which would make her suffer terribly.

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

Because she really couldn't find any other target… and the fact that a half-demon could use divine magic was magical in itself…

"The Eostethian Kingdom is so good."

Walking on the road in this forest city filled with lush trees, Hyperion sighed.

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

She lived very contentedly in this country.

But Lan Qi was in the Proto Empire to the south, a place with a cultural style completely opposite to Eostethia, full of gloomy and heavy feelings.

She wondered if he was doing well.

…

At the same time, on the other side.

Proto Empire, the imperial capital of Helrom, was also dim.

On a winter night, the academy was enveloped in a quiet and desolate atmosphere.

The complex of buildings made of dark gray stone and steel, its spires and pointed arch windows appeared particularly solemn and prominent in the night. Streetlights illuminated the frosted walls, as deep as black gemstones.

The clock on the clock tower was about to point to seven.

Of today's monthly assessment day, which lasted twelve hours from nine in the morning to nine in the evening, there were two hours left.

During the last class, any background interference permissions would also be stopped, and the assessment site would be broadcast internally to the entire school.

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

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

And originally, for most third-year students, unless there were juniors they cared about participating, they wouldn't pay much attention to the situation of the monthly assessment day, just occasionally looked up and took a casual look when passing by.

Today's monthly assessment day was different.

Many more upperclassmen had specifically come to the magic screen in front of the central building with a good view to wait for the public broadcast, making the lower grade students feel a little surprised.

"…"

In the crowd, many figures exchanged glances, and even without asking, they knew why the other party had come.

A newcomer had made them itch with hatred these past two days.

Learning that this guy would participate in this monthly assessment day as a noble student attendant, they immediately placed a bounty on Loki McCarthy.

As more and more figures came to the square in front of this central building, they finally discovered that there were probably hundreds of people who had anonymously placed a bounty on Loki McCarthy!

"This dog thing is really not afraid of offending people."

"It doesn't matter, the higher the bounty, the bigger the fun."

"Pfft, I'm afraid he's going to face a life-and-death escape."

Voices rose and fell.

Some people even grinned expectantly. What they wanted now was to see how this guy was being hunted down.

(End of chapter)