NOVPUBIn early March, in the kingdom of Aestheland, the capital Gedaria.
This forest city is like a new piece of art just revealed from the thick winter canvas, portraying the tranquillity and novelty of early spring. The cobblestone streets, recently liberated from the ice and snow, are damp and polished even brighter by the noonday sun.
The city’s lake is gradually awakening at this moment. Mild ripples on the lake surface bear a few petals, which float gently and touch the water. Tree branches sway with the wind bringing the scent of fresh grass along.
And at the edge of Gedaria’s lake, in the temple surrounded by ancient trees, there are occasional low chants from the priests, interlaced with the chirpings of distant birds and insects, forming a beautiful nature melody.
In the deepest part of the great hall, there is a massive bookshelf, almost reaching the ceiling, filled with books whose spines have been worn yellow by time, yet some are preserved as new.
The Bingxue Witch stood not far from this bookshelf, her figure illuminated by natural light, her long dress floating like snowflakes, pure and noble.
"Being a spy, one must always remain calm- that’s a well-known saying."
At this moment, in this temple, it was the Bingxue Witch’s farewell exhortation to Hyperion.
After all, even the Goddess of Destiny can hardly help if you become idle or lose your bearings.
"I hope this card can protect you on my behalf."
The Bingxue Witch handed a Pink Holy card with a mist of frost to Hyperion.
Their conversation echoed in the snowy hall.
Hyperion respectfully nodded her head, took the card and felt the familiar magic power emanating from it.
This was the spell the Bingxue Witch had promised and prepared for her, a spell that Hyperion couldn’t have learned no matter how much time she spent.
"Teacher Almis, thank you for caring for me during this time."
Hyperion gave a sincere bow of gratitude to the Bingxue Witch.
"Be sure to be safe in the Protoss Empire, no matter what. Your safety comes first."
The Bingxue Witch hugged Hyperion.
Over the time they spent together, she had come to see Hyperion as her most important disciple.
Because of Hyperion’s background, Almis considered keeping a certain distance from her.
However, Almis firmly believed that Hyperion was a sincere and pure-hearted girl. She indeed has the tenacity and coldness of the Demon Race, but when facing those close to her, her eyes always shone with honest light.
"You seem to have an Epic card. Although I’m not sure what its effect is, the more trump cards you have, the more peace of mind I have."
The Bingxue Witch said with a smile.
"No... it’s not mine, it’s borrowed from Lanci."
Hyperion thought for a moment and answered.
"Is it possible to lend an Epic card?"
Almis was slightly taken aback.
Pink Holy and Orange Epic magic cards cannot be freely exchanged, as Pink Holy is difficult to unbind from soul binding, and Orange Epic is impossible to unbind.
Unless it’s an auto-trigger high quality card, others wouldn’t be able use it when it’s borrowed.
"This card is a little special, it can summon itself... Even without Lanci, it can help me according to its own will, but it’s more dangerous, so I’ve never let it out in the temple."
Hyperion explained.
"May I see it?"
The Bingxue Witch asked curiously.
Hyperion nodded, took out the semi-transparent [Great Love Poet] Orange Epic card with a scent of flowers.
"Great Love Poet, you can come out for a while."
She ceremoniously called [Great Love Poet]
There was no response.
"Lan Fu?"
Hyperion held the Orange Epic card and called twice more, but the Great Love Poet showed no intention of coming out.
Hyperion felt very puzzled.
Usually, whenever she called out the Great Love Poet at home, she would happily appear. But this time, it just didn’t work.
It was as if she was very afraid of the Bingxue Witch and didn’t want to meet her.
But without their master at hand, Magic Cards might indeed be very afraid of encountering other top-level Magic Artisans.
In the eyes of the Magic Card, that might be regarded as an ultimate disassembler.
"It’s okay, it’s normal for a summoned object with wisdom to fear unfamiliar magic artisans. But I didn’t expect the character of a demon’s summoned creature to be so timid."
The Bingxue Witch muttered to herself as she roughly observed the card.
Even she couldn’t quite understand the composition of this card for a moment.
"Who’s afraid of you? I just don’t want you to see my peerless face."
Suddenly, the Great Love Poet materialized, only covering her face with both hands and slightly hunching her back.
If Lanci hadn’t emphasized to her before leaving not to let people, especially demons from the Northern Continent, see her appearance, she wouldn’t have been cowering in front of this annoying woman who dared to say she was timid!
Although the Great Love Poet didn’t know the specific reason for Lanci’s repeated warnings, she had a rough guess about something. For example, Tata might have been a well-known figure in the Northern Continent, and the Great Love Poet’s appearance, which is almost identical to Tata’s, might cause unnecessary trouble if recognized.
Hyperion looked at the Great Love Poet’s ridiculous act and didn’t know how to comment.
"How beautiful can you be?"
The Bingxue Witch found it a bit ridiculous, as she had never seen a summoned creature that was both timid and stubborn.
She didn’t plan to say much, but hearing the Great Love Poet’s extremely provocative tone, she couldn’t help but retort.
"!"
The Great Love Poet wanted to remove her hands and let the Bingxue Witch see her beauty that didn’t lose to anyone. However, she kept recalling Lanci’s warning in her mind.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Finally, the Great Love Poet slightly glanced downwards.
"Anyway, I’m better-looking than your cutting board."
The Great Love Poet disdainfully curled the corners of her mouth and said.
The Bingxue Witch was stunned for a moment. She soon understood what the Great Love Poet meant by the ’cutting board’.
She took a deep breath.
"I wouldn’t stoop to your level, but I can only tell you, with your kind of personality, no matter how beautiful you are, no one in the world would truly like you."
The Bingxue Witch coldly said.
Upon hearing this, the Great Love Poet was so angry that her hands trembled, and it seemed she didn’t accept it.
Seeing that they were about to start arguing, Hyperion quickly stepped in between the Great Love Poet and the Bingxue Witch. 𝑛𝘰𝑣𝘱𝑢𝑏.𝘤𝑜𝘮
"Lan Fu, please calm down."
She didn’t expect that Teacher Almis and the Great Love Poet would have such incompatible personalities. They started quarreling the moment they met.
"Humph, even though Lanci always thinks that the woman who looks like me is cold, fierce and old, I am different. Not only do I have looks, but I also have charm!"
After the Great Love Poet threw out these words, she turned back into a summoning card.
"Hiss——"
Hyperion sweated profusely, drew a long breath. She knew the Great Love Poet was beating around the bush, seemingly talking about Tata, but actually wanting to curse the Bingxue Witch for being cold, fierce and old.
Thankfully, they were in the Northern Continent. If she said these words in front of someone who knew Tata, Hyperion would doubt whether the Great Love Poet was hoping for Lanci’s death!
"I’m sorry, Teacher Almis, the Great Love Poet has been spoiled."
Hyperion quickly bowed her head and apologized to the Bingxue Witch.
"It’s okay, it’s my mistake. I didn’t expect to reason with a demon summoning creature."
The Bingxue Witch shook her head.
At the moment when the Great Love Poet disappeared, she now understood the effect of this summoning creature. She didn’t expect that even she was affected by this Music Rhythm Magic.
