NOVPUBInside Talia’s loft house, Lanci and Hyperion were seated around the table, while Talia rested in her armchair, with a steaming cup of lemon red tea sitting on the small round tea table beside her.
All the chairs in the house were clean and tidy, with each utensil and item neatly placed. The occasional whiff of dessert filled the room.
"You shouldn’t be such a bad influence on Hyperion."
Talia cast an unhappy glance at Lanci.
Although as a demon, she shouldn’t blame a human for corrupting a half-demon, she was confident what she said wasn’t wrong.
The decades she spent observing and imitating humans weren’t for nothing.
"...Tata, what magic have you taught Hyperion lately?"
Lanci hesitated for a moment, then asked.
"…"
Talia stayed silent, then turned her cheek, not wanting to deal with Lanci.
It wasn’t because his magic was any good, merely it was easier to teach to Hyperion.
Hyperion ate cake on her own next to Lanci, listening to the everyday conversation between Lanci and Tata.
She sometimes couldn’t tell whether Lanci and Talia were arguing or just having a normal conversation. That’s just how the two of them interacted.
She wondered whether Talia would get lonely with the house being so quiet when she was away in the Northern Continent with Lanci for an extended period.
But Lanci hit the nail on the head. The first magic Talia taught her this month were indeed [Basic Etiquette] and [Friendly Communication].
Hyperion had excellent compatibility with spirits and curses, as well as poison and darkness. The magic that Lanci created mixed human magic language with demon magic, making it easy for her to pick up.
Aside from considering one’s compatibility and innate talent in magic, the higher the rank of a spell, the harder it is to learn. First and second-order spells are the easiest to master.
Also, the quality and rank of a spell turned into a magic card can directly indicate the difficulty of learning that spell.
[White Normal] quality magic cards represent spells that if a user has a high aptitude for and compatibility with, they can quickly learn.
Learning the original version of a spell represented by a [Blue Precious] quality card takes time, especially if the learner has poor compatibility with the spell type.
[Purple Rareness] spells first and foremost require good compatibility with the spell type. Even with a long study period, it’s very difficult to learn if your compatibility is bad. Whether a [Pink Sacred] spell can be learned is up to fate, with magic books and methods of learning being exceedingly rare. [Orange Epic] is comparable to a spell of natural talent. Much like the abilities of the Blood Clan, they can’t be learned later in life, no matter how good the compatibility, unless extremely special methods are used.
This is why [Orange Epic] quality spell cards are worth a fortune.
In this era where trading is commonplace, useful spells should be learned if they can be. If they can’t be learned, simply carry the magic card and don’t waste time and energy learning a skill.
"After a term of study…I did become stronger."
Hyperion picked up Lanci’s [Elegant Style] card. Staring at the semi-transparent magic card, she fondly recalled her achievements and changes over the past few months.
"The you now is completely different from the you at the start of school."
Lanci said with a slight smile.
He knew Hyperion already had four [Pink Holy] cards, three left to her by her father - the Dagger, Invisibility and Immunity, and one Witch’s Shield that she obtained from the Cathedral Shadow World.
Now that she had learned Lanci’s two signature spells and equipped this fifth card for style changing, she had finally switched from being a rogue-oriented damage dealer to a trickster. Her survival skills were top-notch, and she was full of tricks to play on the enemy.
"Huh, back then everyone thought I was a half-demon..."
Hyperion felt embarrassed thinking about the spells she knew and how she’d face her father.
If she meets her father in the future, he would probably be shocked.
According to Duke Migaya’s expectation, Hyperion should not become a magician like this.
Once upon a time, she was a damage-oriented damage mage.
Now, she had become a support mage and was protecting each other with Lanci.
"And now?"
Lanci was already looking forward to teaming up with Hyperion, who had learned new skills, for another round of doubles matches.
"In the end, I’ve become you."
Hyperion shook her head.
No matter.
This is quite good as it is.
At least now, no one dares to offend her as long as she is beside Lanci.
As Miss Duchess herself, she feels more dignified than when her father was still alive.
...
Lanci didn’t stay long at Talia’s house.
After he delivered the main task of his work, the magic card, he said goodbye to Talia and Hyperion.
When he opened the door of the Boss Cat Restaurant downstairs, along with the sound of wind chimes, the moist and cool air rushed at him with the wind, indicating it had already started to rain.
The rain trails on the distant road gradually became clearer, it seemed the rain would intensify.
"Why is it raining again."
Lanci observed the rain, it seemed that he needed to borrow an umbrella from Boss Cat.
The weather has indeed been overcast and rainy recently, unpredictable.
However, before he could make a decision, he turned around to go back into the shop only to find that Hyperion had brought him an umbrella.
"Lanci, I saw it was drizzling outside the window."
Hyperion approached him and handed over the umbrella she was holding.
"Thank you."
Lanci accepted the umbrella, but instead of opening it, he smiled and watched the rainy streets of the Royal Capital.
"Aren’t you leaving?"
Hyperion, slightly confused, stood beside him and followed his gaze towards the rain outside.
"Hyperion, think about it, if someone rushes downstairs specifically to bring you an umbrella and you just take the umbrella and leave, won’t the person who brought the umbrella for you feel slightly disappointed?"
Lanci was free today, not in a rush at all.
"That’s true."
Hyperion thought about it and felt it was nice to chat a little longer with Lanci.
Or she could simply listen to the rain under the eaves.
"How is your card coming along?"
Hyperion remembered that Lanci wanted to make a core card that completely finished the sealer’s function. After he went to the Northern Continent, he would no longer show human as a white magician combat profession, but a kind of sealer that Lanci declared different from Bishop of Nirvana, Asksan.
"In just these two days, we are about to depart."
The semester had already ended, and they should apply to the school and then set off.
Going to the northernmost part of the South Continent, changing to the Magic Power Rail Train and the Magic Energy Airship and crossing several countries also takes a few days. And crossing the sea needs to look at the weather. If it’s not smooth, it could take more than a month on the Sea of Disaster.
"Although the Northern Continent is said to be a bit unstable, since we are determined to do this subject this time, we must do well and produce some results."
Lanci added another sentence, his eyes full of determination. 𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑝𝘶𝘣.𝑐𝘰𝘮
As a philosopher, educator, thinker, and pragmatist, not only has he undertaken grand ideals for the country and the people, but he is also determined to uphold the justice of society.
"...let’s talk about our retirement plans at the age of 20 instead."
Hyperion is now a bit frightened by Lanci’s overly ambitious objectives. Under the circumstances, perhaps it is due to his talent, or perhaps his conscience, sometimes when he turns around, he finds himself already standing at a height where it’s intolerable cold.
Hyperion does not ask for anything else now, only that Lanci will not become a dragon amidst a whirlwind the moment he sets foot on the Northern Continent...
