Located in the northwest of the Protos Empire, the kingdom of Etherteran, the capital of the northern lands is Gdaria.

The sunset dances through the dense canopy of trees and the smoke wafts through the air, gilding the twilight of the forest city with a soft sheen, and as the stars light up on the horizon, the city-state begins to welcome the night.

At the end of February, a short day is coming to an end.

In the heart of the city, on the edge of a clear lake surrounded by woods, stands a magnificent temple.

Deep in the temple, a hall made of pure white jade and dark gray stone pillars.

The Ice Witch sat elegantly on the sofa, a delicate porcelain cup was gently picked up by her, and the pale green tea leaves slowly stretched in the transparent hot water, releasing a pleasant fragrance.

She closed her eyes, savoring the tranquility of the moment.

However, the tranquility did not last long.

In an invisible corner of the air, Huberian, who had fallen into invisibility, observed with a determined and cold gaze, or was preparing.

As long as she can meet the Ice Witch, the Ice Witch's special training for her will be considered passed.

Her breathing had long since been drowned, and she approached the Ice Witch like a ghost.

But the Ice Witch sat still, unmoved, as if she were completely unaware of the approaching Hubertarian.

As Huberian's dagger was about to reach the back of the Ice Witch, she suddenly felt the chill in her feet.

An invisible chill quickly spread from the floor to her ankles, freezing her feet and locking her firmly in place.

Huberian struggled to break free, but the cold was unmatched until it spread to her hands, leaving her dagger in the air, just a glimmer of distance from the Ice Witch.

"You still haven't been able to neutralize the intent to attack."

The Ice Witch finally opened her eyes and said lightly.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Armis."

Huberian lowered her head in frustration, a glint of disappointment flashing in her eyes.

But the Ice Witch's gaze was deep and gentle.

"It's okay, you're almost getting the hang of it, you have a unique talent for removing the sense of existence, but it seems that it can only be stimulated in a matter of life and death."

She lifted her finger slightly, and the cold dissipated, freeing Hubertarian's feet, and with the healing magic, Hubertarian was left without any frostbite.

“……”

Huberian retreated cautiously, her face flushed and her heart full of respect.

Although she can indeed feel that she can sometimes eliminate the magic, breath, and even presence at the moment of emergency.

But she's embarrassed to say if it's her talent or if someone created it.

"Hubertarian, go on."

The Ice Witch whispered, and a cold breath pushed Huberian to the corner of the temple.

So in this hall that belonged to the Ice Witch in the depths of the temple, there were changes of calm and frost again and again.

Until the afterglow of the sunset pierced through the colored lattices, only the light shone on Hubertian's young and determined face, her shadow stretched on the cold stone floor, still a little closer to the Ice Witch.

"Let's stop here today, don't worry, you're almost getting your senses."

The Ice Witch healed Huber of a slight frostbite for Hubert.

Next month, she's going to send Huberian to the Protos Empire, and she's still exercising Huberian's stealth and escape abilities.

Either way, survivability is what counts.

Although the three clergy familiar to Huberian would be sent to the northwestern province of the Protos Empire as answers, it was up to Huberian to carry out the mission in the imperial capital of Herrom.

"The Royal Academy of Magic Protos you're going to next month is a very unfriendly school for ordinary students, and you should be very uncomfortable coming from the Southern Continent, and the first difficulty for you is to get enough credits before the day you plan to rob the prison, so that you can successfully reach the threshold and successfully receive the prison internship assignment."

The Ice Witch motioned for Huber to sit beside her, and told Hubertian,

"If you're good enough, you'll be able to quickly get into the top 10 seats for third-year students, and even the bottom 10th seat will have quite a lot of power...... However, it is almost difficult to do it in only one month, and if you don't have ten seats, when you want to fight for credits, you are likely to be treated very harshly and unfairly in this school, and you may be wronged. ”

"It's okay, I'll put up with it, Mr. Artmis."

Huberian nodded in reply.

She's never been the overbearing type.

“……”

The Ice Witch couldn't help but feel confused in her heart after a brief silence.

This month of getting along made her realize that Huberian was a good boy, and it didn't look like she was pretending at all.

She behaves elegantly, keeps her promises, is as pure as falling snow, gentle and fearless.

Very different from her mother, Evadia.

If Evatia is treated as a weak little angel, then the consequences will be quite serious.

Although the personalities of the sisters Talia and Evatia are very different, one thing that is very similar is that when they want to take revenge on someone, they can become very crazy and terrifying.

At the moment, Huberian was not at all like her mother or her aunt.

"Speaking of Mr. Almis, is there any news from the Protos Empire lately?"

Huber Ann asked.

The Ice Witch shook her head.

Recently, the blockade of the northern border has been strengthened, and even the communications of the northern provinces of the empire have been cut off from the other provinces, and except for the secret department with special channels, it is not even possible to obtain information about the northern provinces in the imperial capital of Herrom.

"Worried about him again?"

The Ice Witch asked rhetorically.

Of course, she knew why Huberian cared about the Protos Empire.

The young man named Ranch Wilford, after separating from Huberian, should have drifted into the territory of the Protos Empire.

"I hope the cat boss will listen to me and take care of him."

Huberian was indeed worried about Ranchi, but it was a multi-layered worry, and it was difficult to explain it to the Ice Witch.

"Don't worry, I believe in Loren's character, and the student taught by Loren must be a person who adheres to order and has a good character, and he can put ten thousand hearts at ease for this kind of young man."

The Ice Witch took another sip of tea and commented with confidence.

“……”

There are some things that Hubertian is not very easy to say.

After all, she would never speak ill of Ranchi, so she had nothing to say now.

But maybe it's true that she's worrying too much.

Lanch promised himself that he would finish the project this time and go back after a leisurely tour of the empire.

Putting aside the things he did in the film world in the past, he is still a very stable and trustworthy man in this world.

There should be no problem.

I'm going to keep working hard.

Precipitation.

May the imperial capital meet again.

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(End of chapter)