NOVPUB"It’s hard to say,"
Aitio could only say this much.
If Isatia truly fell in love with Migaya, perhaps she’d be willing to search for a decade or two for a potion that would allow her to spend a true married life with this human, accepting and paying the necessary price.
"Shouldn’t this potion be poison to the Demon Race?"
Talia couldn’t understand why her sister would go to such lengths to find a potion that would hasten her own death.
If it were her, even if the potion was given to her, she wouldn’t choose to drink it.
"I don’t understand either, but I believe Isatia must have thought it through,"
Aitio shook his head.
"..."
Lanci didn’t know whether to consider the outcome a good or bad thing.
If Isatia couldn’t find the potion, Hyperion would only have the beginning of a complete family, but would be unable to see it through to the end.
And regardless of the outcome, she had been without a mother’s company since childhood.
However, he and Tata did acquire some useful information.
There was a high probability that Isatia was in the Cerryti Empire.
On their journey to find Migaya, they might find Isatia first.
The few people in the office chatted.
The sky was covered with dense clouds, and through that large floor-to-ceiling glass window, one could faintly see a different kind of sunset.
The heavy grey clouds enveloped the entire city, completely obscuring the sky.
It was like the glow of dusk veiled by thick grey gauze, with threads of deep red weaving through it, occasionally breaking through the clouds to streak across the grey sky.
"By the way, Sister Rosalinda, do we have a way to mail or transport our paintings?"
Lanci looked up at the sky, estimating the time he would meet up with Nigel, and asked Countess Rosalinda.
The artworks completed during the exam, after the payment of materials fees, belonged to the candidates themselves.
"Regarding that painting, there currently isn’t a good way to send it back to Hutton Kingdom, now with the ever-present threat of war, the risks have multiplied compared to before, and cross-national transportation companies are unwilling to sign high insurance policies; you’ll have to bring it back yourselves,"
Rosalinda told them.
"Can we bother you to look after it for us for a while, Sister Rosalinda?"
Seeing Tata engrossed in eating pastries, Lanci decided for both of them.
"It’s possible, but I would recommend storing it in an official institution in Pariel, it would be better than at Asturias’ Count’s Mansion,"
Rosalinda hesitated and then nodded,
"When will you return to Hutton?"
She asked again.
"Maybe in two or three days, or perhaps a week?"
Lanci answered uncertainly.
Concerning the rare materials needed for him and Talia to blend the Shadow Weave Record, Countess Rosalinda and the Bathist Family had nearly completed their acquisition for them, including several Pink Holy-level items.
However, their current collaboration in Card Making was still hit or miss, with persistent hurdles they couldn’t overcome; although they had planned to rent a Cardmaking Workshop in Floral City Pariel to complete their Card Making, it seemed they might have to head back to Hutton Kingdom first to contemplate their next step.
Inside Floral City Pariel’s Temple, there was an Epic-level Will and Love Statue of the God, where one could obtain a temporal Spiritual Magic enhancement through prayer, which also had a slight chance of increasing success rates for the making of Spiritual Magic Cards.
So, their initial plan was to complete the Card Making by the end of August.
Now it seemed impossible.
The two of them could consider it a success if they didn’t end up arguing while making the cards.
"Then I would suggest that during your stay in Poson, you could have the painting temporarily exhibited at Platinum Sen Palace? There would be a certain fee involved, and I can arrange everything with the palace for you,"
Rosalinda proposed.
Platinum Sen Palace itself was the best and safest place for valuable art security, far safer than a Count’s Mansion.
There’s a saying in Floral City Pariel, even if The Senate was breached, Platinum Sen Palace would still remain impregnable.
Of course, no one would be mad enough to actually attack The Senate.
"No problem,"
Lanci replied promptly.
Leaving the item with Countess Rosalinda would only cause her inconvenience, so it was better to take advantage of Platinum Sen Palace’s offer; no storage fee required, and they could even earn an exhibition fee.
"Speaking of which, is there anything else you can tell us about Isatia?"
Talia picked up another piece of cheese coconut crisp and asked.
She and Lanci could still sit and talk here a little longer.
On one hand, she wanted to gather intelligence; on the other, she missed her sister terribly, and just hearing any trivia about her sibling’s life over the years was satisfying enough.
"If there’s anything perfect in this world, it has to be Sister Isatia,"
Aitio leaned forward as if he’d found a kindred spirit.
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Talia was caught off guard by Aitio’s sudden passion.
The usually somewhat aloof Aitio now had eyes full of yearning.
"Putting aside how gorgeous Sister Isatia is for a moment, her Sleeping Beauty-like presence not only possesses the tenderness of a dream but also an enchanting intelligence and loveliness that is impossible to imagine from an Eighth-order member of the Great Demon Clan, she seems like she should be far away in the heavens yet here she is right before me, her languor is so effortless, as if reminding the world that true beauty needs no fanfare, and her understated talents always seem to solve all problems with ease, still touched with mischief and cuteness, she truly is a princess!"
