NOVPUBAs the sun set in the west, the clouds outside the window gradually turned orange-red, casting a warm glow over the room’s walls.
Looking at the scenery outside the window, Lanci thought of his family’s Wilford Chamber of Commerce.
He originally planned to wax poetic about it.
But decided against it.
The setting sun is infinitely beautiful.
Just that the setting sun is infinitely beautiful.
"You should rest."
Lanci turned his gaze from the window back to his father.
He felt his father could never return to the Cerryti Empire again.
After all, the Blood Clan and the Rebirth Church are likely to issue a joint warrant for him soon.
But Noe was clearly unaware of Lanci’s milestone achievement in the Shadow World this trip.
However, he decided to break the good news to his father later.
Lanci was a little worried that Noe might get so excited that he couldn’t sleep.
He planned to persuade his father to stay in Nanwantina, which at least has a national defense barrier, and the housekeeper Hans at home was very strong.
"Mm."
Hearing Lanci’s words, Noe knew it was time for Lanci to leave,
"I’ve decided to stay at the medical center for a few days for a full check-up before returning."
Noe had heard from a reporter that Lanci is now a member of the student council and is always doing good things for the campus.
He wanted to see how Lanci resolved disputes among students.
If Lanci has also learned how to deal with people, he would be completely at ease.
Moreover, Noe was curious about Lanci’s social situation at school.
With Hyperion’s upbringing, it must be a good family, Noe was not worried at all.
If all of Lanci’s other friends are good classmates like Hyperion, it would be even better.
...
After confirming that his father was in good shape, Lanci temporarily said goodbye.
As soon as he walked out of the ward, Lanci saw Hyperion leaning against the wall in the corridor, her head lowered with a heavy heart.
"Hyperion...?"
Lanci gently greeted her.
"Hmm?"
Hyperion glanced up at him, then lowered her eyes again, clearly still feeling extremely embarrassed about what Lanci’s father had said earlier.
"Do you know why my father would say that?"
Lanci tilted his head slightly to observe Hyperion’s expression, then asked, seeming to understand.
"Why..."
Her head dropped, her voice hesitant, she looked at Lanci.
Indeed, in the eyes of people, the Demon Race is ultimately different, even the fact that her father married her mother is an insurmountable hurdle and is often made the butt of a joke.
"Because you didn’t hear what he said afterwards, he said ’Don’t tell me this young girl could be the daughter of Duke Migaya? She’s so gentle and kind, there’s definitely no trace of demon lineage in her.’"
In imitation of Noe’s tone, Lanci smiled and said.
"...There you go again."
Hyperion knew that every time Lanci relayed someone’s words for them, he would twist them in his own way.
"This time it’s verbatim."
Lanci’s emerald-green eyes were as innocent as ever.
"..."
Hyperion stared at Lanci, silent for a moment.
"Then I believe you."
She finally spoke.
The only one who would be so kind to the Demon Race was Lanci.
"Shall we go? Our itinerary for today isn’t over yet, I have to take you somewhere later, that’s the highlight of today."
At this point, even Lanci’s expression became somewhat solemn.
"Okay."
Hyperion was also quite nervous. She was finally going to meet Lanci’s teacher, the terrifying, beautiful and mysterious Miss Tata.
...
First, Lanci and Hyperion ate dinner together at school.
Then, they returned to the Sage Academy Dormitory Building for a while.
They sat and chatted on a circular wooden bench under a large tree not far from the entrance of the Sage Academy Dormitory Building.
Around six o’clock, Vice President Asina, whom they had planned to meet, arrived at the dormitory.
Asina had a tired but satisfied expression, clearly having just finished her student council work.
"Sorry if I kept you waiting."
"Not at all. We’re the ones who have caused you trouble, Senior Asina."
After exchanging brief greetings with her, they followed Asina upstairs, along a long corridor to her dormitory, where she brought out a box of homemade snacks.
"This is something I made freshly. The ones on the left are matcha flavored cookies, and on the right are mango cheesecake flavored. I wonder which flavor Miss Tata would prefer."
Asina pointed to the carefully packed box in her hands.
"Thank you, Senior Asina."
Lanci contemplated that it might be more appropriate to bring a gift when asking for Talia’s help.
Generally, it was difficult to enthuse Talia with food that could be bought outside.
Asina was very good at cooking and she would often make snacks--one taste and they couldn’t stop praising the flavor--for them in the student council.
Lanci believed that Asina’s culinary talent should suit Talia’s taste. However, he had been too modest to ask Asina for so many sweets before.
Dean Loren had always held Asina in high regard, but it was a pity that she probably only devoted a small portion of her energy to magic; she spent the rest of her time on hobbies and managing student council affairs.
Compared to becoming an outstanding mage, she wanted to become an outstanding cook.
It could only be said that Dean Loren was not incapable of admitting talent, but his methods of education would indeed produce such results, fundamentally he never forced any student to become something they didn’t want to.
Therefore, Loren was also subjected to many accusations from the outside world, and the academic circle generally believed that the management of Sage Academy had become increasingly poor in recent years under his lead.
But that’s alright.
Lanci will prove for Dean Loren that he is an excellent dean!
"If she is a foodie, then she can give me some feedback."
Asina said with a smile.
When she first started cooking and her skills were terrible, the president told her it tasted great. It was only a long time after that she realized the president had been lying to her.
Since then, she has been very concerned about getting reviews from people who have the ability to appreciate good food.
If Miss Tata liked the desserts she made and offered some suggestions, she would be very happy.
"No problem!"
Lanci believed that Talia would not hesitate to speak her mind about food, as long as her stomach was satisfied.
...
After bidding farewell to Asina, Lanci and Hyperion set off on the journey to the campus.
The lights were lit up, rendering the ancient buildings more three-dimensional, as if giving life to the stone walls and sculptures.
Ichrite Academy in the night looked like a peaceful island, filled with a comfortable and harmonious atmosphere.
Lanci and Hyperion leisurely walked on the wide sidewalk, following the dim streetlights. Behind them, the solemn clock tower was becoming increasingly distant and appeared more steadfast and majestic in the night.
"Lanci, is there anything I need to be careful of when I meet Miss Tata?"
Hyperion asked a bit nervously.
She had heard long ago that Lanci’s teacher was a very cold person.
Under her harsh supervision, even Lanci could behave well.
This was something that Hyperion could not imagine.
Lanci always said that if he was a cat, Tata was a tigress. It was normal for him to fear her.
"Hyperion, just remember two things, never lie to her, and never let her know I told you this."
Lanci held up his finger and spoke.
However, he was not too worried, because Hyperion would never lie to her own people.
"Understood."
Hyperion nodded seriously. 𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙥𝒖𝒃.𝒄𝒐𝒎
Although the Miss Tata that Lanci was referring to sounded terrifying.
But since Lanci said that she wouldn’t discriminate against the Demon Race, she should be a good person. However, Hyperion didn’t have to expect her to be too kind to herself.
