"There's no helping it, Teacher, they have completely integrated into human society now, and they are being influenced by Ichrite culture every day. Gradually, their way of thinking has also beco more like that of humans. They are definitely not the sa as before."
Hyperion answered with a smile to the Bingxue Witch.
Having bid farewell to the era of Blood Moon Bad World and now with the Snow Witch by her side, Hyperion felt an incessant, comforting sense of bliss as if always enveloped in reassurance.
"If you, Teacher, were to stay at Cat Boss Restaurant for a while, perhaps you too could put aside your heavy duties and relax a bit?"
Hyperion suddenly thought of this and suggested to the Snow Witch.
She always felt that the Snow Witch worked tirelessly like a chanical doll. Hyperion could feel tired just looking at her, yet the Snow Witch herself seed oblivious to her own fatigue.
"In theory, if soone like Florence could take over the duties of the Church of the Goddess of Destiny in Ichrite, I could indeed take so ti off. But Florence can't stay in Ichrite all the ti."
The Snow Witch thought for a mont, and still declined,
"Besides, even if I go to Cat Boss Restaurant, what would I do every day?"
She rembered that Antanas, Sinola, and Pranay all had jobs at the restaurant, not only as residents but also as part of the restaurant's staff, and their life with friends every day made them feel very comfortable.
"Actually, Cat Boss Restaurant is missing a resident singer. I've heard that your singing, Teacher, is even more captivating than that of sirens, but I've never had the chance to hear you sing your heart out."
When Hyperion first arrived at the North Continent Church of the Goddess of Fate, she had heard from the priests about the gifted Lady of Divine Choice, Artemis.
"Demon Sound is not sothing to be trifled with..."
The Snow Witch shook her head.
Although her Demon Sound was more gentle and not like that of the summoned Great Love Poet.
But it could still potentially affect the minds of creatures, so she usually chose not to use it.
As they chatted, the Snow Witch also caught sight of a radiant orb approaching her.
Equally shimring with Pink Holy aura.
The mont she touched the tangible orb, the Snow Witch understood; her reward was not an Equipnt Card like Antanas and Sinola's, nor a Call Card like Pranay's, but a Spell Card.
[rcury Bewildering Body]
[Category: Spell Card]
[Grade: Pink Holy]
[Attribute: Alchemy/Concealnt]
[Rank: 8]
[Effect: Allows one's body to liquefy, significantly reducing physical damage, and gaining an optical camouflage effect.]
[Note: rcury Lord Micheal just wants to slack off; if it's possible to avoid fighting, then that would be best.]
"Wow, Artemis, your card is incredible."
Antanas imdiately ca over and said to the Snow Witch.
"Turning into a liquid... sounds strange..."
The Snow Witch was sowhat resistant to turning herself into a semi-liquid state, yet it unexpectedly suited her to so extent.
Although the rcury Lord also possessed a unique aesthetic of its own.
In human culture, however, the rcury Lord still looks too much like a humanoid sli.
"Hyperion, maybe when you reach Eighth-order, I'll give you this card. "
The Snow Witch knew well that Hyperion's current card set consisted entirely of ones for survival.
She wanted to save all the good things for Hyperion.
"Teacher Artemis, this Spell would be wasted on , I can already beco invisible, and I have plenty of life-saving asures, besides, by the ti I reach Eighth-order, who knows when that will be—probably in another century, it might even be the second part of a novel."
Hyperion quickly declined, feeling really uneasy about taking anything more from the Snow Witch.
The Snow Witch had already provided Hyperion with the materials for a Priest promotion and had personally forged her a set of Sacred life-saving Spells that could replace her Basic cards, so she simply couldn't accept this naturally Sacred grade Eighth-order magic card.
"Alright then, I'll use it."
The Snow Witch took the card back for her own use.
If they encounter so very bad situations in Brilda, even possibly needing to fight, they should enhance their own strength as much as possible. The power of Lord rcury was indeed good.
"We're just waiting for your reward now, Hyperion."
Antanas rubbed his hands together, waiting expectantly.
Upon leaving Fringe Space, they would be back in the heart of the South Crayney Empire, in the capital Brilda. As Hyperion's bodyguards, their espionage work in Brilda might prove quite risky in the near future.
For the short term, this baby bus trip won't be repeated.
But as long as he was living together with his friends, Antanas was happy every day.
Growing old with friends is more important than anything else.
"I basically played around the entire Shadow World this ti, only completing the task of escorting Little Spark. I didn't contribute much, so getting a Pink Holy reward would be quite good..."
Hyperion guessed she would only receive a Purple Rareness or even lower reward.
Her words were interrupted when an orange radiance took hold.
She reached out in disbelief, touching the orb that sought her out.
"Could it be a piece of art? Or equipnt? Materials?"
Hyperion dispelled the surrounding light mist with curiosity.
The mont the orange mist dissipated, a poisonous aura seed to spread, making Hyperion's hand tremble involuntarily, with an instinctual desire to throw away this uncontrollable magic card.
"Don't be afraid, a Magic Card won't hurt you; it's just that its magic is too powerful for you to handle well."
The Snow Witch raised her hand from the side, pinching Hyperion's wrist. As frost covered Hyperion's hand, the numbness brought about by the magic card also lessened significantly, allowing Hyperion to heave a sigh of relief.
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