HBWnovel Chapter 239 - 228: Hyperion Tearfully Thanks Lanci_1
Chapter 239 - 228: Hyperion Tearfully Thanks Lanci_1
The streets outside Ichrite Academy were relatively quiet, flanked by small shops and cafes that were open for business.
At this time in the morning of a workday, the shop lights seemed soft against the daylight, ready to welcome midday customers. Occasionally, one could spot a shop assistant wiping the glass or tidying the shelves inside, preparing for the start of a new day.
Hyperion and Talia walked leisurely, soaking in the tranquillity of the winter day.
"Speaking of Lanci’s father, Mr. Noe has now returned to the Nanwantian Border. Talia, you also came from the Nanwantian region, right? Can we go back together next time?"
Hyperion said.
Talia had left early on the day of the competition and hadn’t had the chance to meet Lanci’s father with him after the match.
Mr. Noe reflected that the competition was something he would never forget in his lifetime. The biggest regret of his life was buying Lanci a ticket to the Royal Capital.
But what’s done is done.
Mr. Noe hoped that Hyperion could visit the border region with Lanci during the holidays. He had a high opinion of Hyperion as she was an excellent student, possessed a firm moral conscience, and was of the same age as Lanci.
"..."
Though Talia wasn’t from Nanwantian, the citizenship information that Lanci had organized for her did indeed register her as a resident of the border regions.
However, Talia had a favourable impression of the Nanwantian Border. Her life of wandering for several decades had taken a turn for the better in Nanwantian, becoming almost dreamlike thereafter.
Hans, the housekeeper of Lanci’s house, and the maid Francine were both very kind to her. She hadn’t seen them in quite some time.
"Let’s go together next time. I’ll show you around Nanwantian. Also, there is something that piqued my curiosity..."
In the midst of the conversation,
Talia seemed to fall into deep thought.
"What?"
Hyperion asked curiously.
"Didn’t you say that Lanci is good at painting?"
Talia realized this from watching Lanci make cards.
"Yes, he seems to be remarkably talented in this regard, but I’ve never seen him seriously painting."
Hyperion nodded.
"At the Nanwantian station, when housekeeper Hans bid us farewell, he mentioned that Lanci once painted a picture. It’s a pity I didn’t get to see it... I didn’t pay much attention to it at that time, but now I’m increasingly curious about what kind of painting it was."
Murmured Talia.
However, Lanci had mentioned that it was a portrait of a poor and pitiful old lady.
She didn’t think there would be anything worth seeing.
As they chatted, they turned a corner onto the wide Central Avenue of Ichrite, where the environment became a bit livelier. The floral shops displayed colourful winter flowers in the windows, and the soft music from the cafes mixed with the chilly air, creating a warm and melodious atmosphere.
Finally, after crossing two streets, they arrived at their residence, the Boss Cat Restaurant.
Passing familiar hallways lit up by suspension lamps and vintage wooden staircases bathed in warm yellow light, they quickly arrived at the room at the end of the second floor.
The exquisite attic made of wooden planks and beams, the glass skylight filled with bright scenes, and the sweet, wine-like aroma of the air freshener all greeted them.
However, what was unusual this time was that Lanci was sitting at the table in the middle of the spacious living room. He was holding a magic carving knife and a hot branding modification tool, seemingly engrossed in carving an art piece just now.
On the table, a magic card with smooth lines and emanating a pink glow was displayed.
[Elegant Style]
[Category: Magic Card]
[Grade: Pink Holy]
[Level: 4]
[Effect: Can only be used on touched targets, modifies their hairstyle, can fade hair, change its color, and make it slightly harder or softer.]
[Remark: This hairstyle doesn’t suit you, let me help you change it.]
"..."
Although Hyperion didn’t know what the card’s original name was.
She felt it might be better not to have changed it.
"Don’t mess with my cards."
Talia said with a slightly displeased frown.
She just went to pick up Hyperion from home and found out that Lanci had changed the name and remark of this card.
But she didn’t say much, her tolerance towards Lanci had unknowingly increased over time.
Anyway, according to the trade agreement, this Spell Card, which was obtained from the Purgatory Corridor Academy and whose principle belonged to Lanci, had already been paid for with the information of the Shadow World Record Program.
"Hyperion, this card is for you."
Lanci placed the [Elegant Style] card in front of Hyperion.
He was just waiting for Hyperion to come back.
In a fight, he almost never touched the enemy, and didn’t want the enemy to touch him.
It’s better for Hyperion, who has Immunity, a shield, and Invisibility, to use this card.
Not only could she use it when she takes a hit, but she could also actively turn on Invisibility to secretly change someone’s hairstyle.
"No, no, no, there’s no need."
Hearing this, Hyperion was startled, put down her fork, and waved her hands.
She didn’t dare to accept this card with mocking power!
What’s silent, what’s kneeling, they’re not as hated as using this card to change someone’s hairstyle to bald...
As soon as it’s used once, others won’t stop until they’ve killed the caster.
In essence, this card, like the [Destruction Spark] and other suicide cards, has the same principle but applied differently.
"Hyperion, it’s just the two of us on this trip to the Northern Continent. If you grow stronger, it means I grow stronger too. Our combat power is now tied together."
Lanci earnestly looked at her, pushing the card half a centimeter closer to her.
"..."
Hyperion stared at the card, silent for a few seconds. She almost burst into tears, feeling as if Lanci was sentencing her to death,
"Alright."
With tears in her eyes, Hyperion accepted the hairstyle transformation.
She felt she had found a way to seek death.