Chapter 322: Hubertian Sets Off with Expectation

Inside the main hall, there was silence for a moment like the lake next to the temple outside the window, and there were no more waves, except for the echoes that drifted away and the slight sound of crystal ornaments from the shaking of chandeliers.

The light and shadow reflected on the marble walls, slightly disturbed by the wind blowing the leaves outside the temple, are now gradually returning to an orderly rhythm.

The atmosphere of the previous strife seems to have been quietly blown away, replaced by a solemn and sacred tranquility.

The Ice Witch's silver eyes had regained their familiar coldness.

Huberian stood aside, watching the Ice Witch's expression, and the tense heartstrings finally relaxed, secretly thinking that she would be more cautious in taking out the Great Love Poet in the future.

"Huberian, take care of this summon, don't let her mess around in the Protos Empire."

The Ice Witch said, staring at Huberian.

I don't know why that summon is so weird that it wants to cover its face, in fact, if you think about it carefully, that graceful figure, fair skin, and delicate lips and teeth should not be so ugly, and it may even be a pretty amazing beauty.

It's just that the character is terrible.

Because of this, no matter how good-looking she looks, she will not be surprised at all.

"Don't worry, teacher, she listens to me no matter what."

Huberian replied, reassuring the Ice Witch.

"That's good. Once you've settled into the Northwest Province, you'll be able to head to Box Mountain and then head south to take the Magic Rail Train south to leave the northern Territory of the Protos Empire and reach the imperial capital of Herrom. ”

The Ice Witch gently placed her hand on Huberian's shoulder, and her expression softened a little reluctantly.

"The most dangerous thing is that there are minions of the Silence Branch all the way from the Northwest Province to the Box Mountain Province, you must be careful of the Silent Son, once they target it, it will be difficult to escape."

After parting with Hubertarian today, Hubertarian is about to embark on that dangerous journey.

Three clergy who are familiar with Hubertian will escort Hubertian to the Northwest Province through a channel prepared by the Goddess of Fate that has never been used, and then stay in the Northwest Province to wait to pick her up, lest too many targets add unnecessary difficulty and attention to Hubertion's infiltration of the Imperial Capital.

After leaving the Northwest Province, she was the only one left, whether it was safe or dangerous.

"Don't worry, Mr. Almis, if the situation is not for me, I will run away, but in the matter of escape, I am very confident!"

Huberian shook her fist in confidence and replied.

"Ugh."

Although it was hard for the Ice Witch to imagine that a modern demon royal family would be able to say such cowardly words, she also smiled helplessly, "It's a pity that our absolutely reliable supporters in the Protos Empire can't help you much. ”

It is not uncommon for people in high positions in the Protos Empire to have great power in the Goddess of Fate Church, but they cannot be fully trusted.

Huberian's operation this time is absolutely secretive, and every detail is related to her life.

If you rashly try to ask for help, it is easy to hurt Huberian.

"It's okay, a local city-state lord who can give me identity and protection has already helped me a lot!"

Huberian said very seriously.

All the preparations, the Church of the Goddess of Fate had created the conditions for her, and all she had to do was complete a series of difficult challenges that no one else could help her.

However, the first step is to try to find out if you can find out about Lanchi in the imperial capital of Herrom.

By the way, he's now called Rocky.

Huberian is worried about whether he and the cat boss are doing well in the distant Protos Empire.

Every night before she put on the quilt and went to sleep, she had to look at the ceiling and think about it for a long time.

"You're thinking about him again, aren't you?"

The Ice Witch asked, staring at Hubert Ann, who was in a momentary daze.

"Haha, it's strange to worry about him."

After seeing through her thoughts, Huberian lowered her head in embarrassment and touched the back of her head.

"Come on, Hubertarian."

The Ice Witch refueled again, I don't know what it means.

She looked at Huberian with a look in her eyes, and she was more serious.

Huber Ann was slightly stunned, but still nodded.

She always felt that the teacher was a very intellectual woman, and she heard the priests say that the song of the Ice Witch could not only heal others, but also make people move from the heart or bring tears to their eyes, but Hubertarian had never experienced the magic of the teacher's rhythm.

"Anyone who loses, loses for a reason......"

The Ice Witch sighed.

"For example?"

Huberian asked, confused.

"For example, do you think that in a love story, every time the heroine of the defeated dog appears on the stage, she is either eating, or she is holding something to eat, and she says that she is unjustly lost?"

The Ice Witch took out a book from the shelf, which seemed to be the "Romance of the Holy War" handed down from the Protos Empire, a story based on the historical background of a hundred years ago, written by a well-known historian of the Protos Empire in recent years.

"Then if she can win, it will actually have a show effect."

Huberian began to analyze the problem from a different angle.

However, she really didn't expect that there were still history books of this type on the teacher's shelf.

"Is that so?"

The Ice Witch seemed to think of something after being stunned for a short time because of Huberian's words, smiled and sighed, and gave the book in her hand to Huberian, and if she was bored on the way to the Northwest Province, she could flip through it.

"No matter what the result is in more than a month, when I see you again, I will arrange a boat for you to return to the Southern Continent, so come back safely, may the goddess bless you."

The Ice Witch turned to look at the statue of the goddess and prayed reverently for Hubertarian.

"Thank you, teacher."

Huberian gave the Ice Witch a deep look, put away the magic cards and books the Ice Witch had given her, saluted her and said her final goodbyes, then turned and walked towards the exit of the main hall.

Her steps were steady but a little reluctant, and the temple corridor supported by snow-white stone pillars on both sides, and between each two stone pillars, there was a crystal lamp that emitted a warm yellow light, as if to bid her farewell.

Hubertian walked slowly along the path.

Although I have gone through many times, I finally feel a little reluctant when it comes time to part.

It was here that she became a clergyman, made many like-minded friends, and hoped to protect this beautiful pure land.

At last, Huberian reached the door of the temple and pushed open the heavy carved metal door, and a bright ray of sunlight instantly poured on her face.

In the slightly dazzling field of vision, the trees shimmered in the midday sun, and the new leaves were tender green, as if to announce to her the arrival of spring.

The temple was exceptionally clean in the early spring, with buds already blooming in the flower beds on both sides, and the petals swaying gently in the breeze, exuding a faint fragrance.

Next, the Protos Empire that he is going to is full of thorns, and it will no longer be so beautiful.

But she's ready.

After this period of cultivation, I have learned to stop my heart like water.

When he saw Lanchi, no matter how abstract he was this time, he would never have the slightest emotional ups and downs.

Full of anticipation, Huberian stepped away and walked outside the temple.

(End of chapter)