formed."Obviously, I am a white mage."Lance said with a warm smile.Talya, who was standing nearby, twitched her eye involuntarily upon hearing this.This guy is really bold!If she hadn't traveled the...Chapter 323: Huberlian sets off with high expectations.

In the great hall, silence descended like a still lake beside the temple outside the window. There were no ripples, only the lingering echoes and the faint clinking of crystal ornaments swaying from the chandeliers.

The light and shadow reflected on the marble walls, slightly disturbed by the wind outside rustling the leaves, were now gradually regaining their orderly rhythm.

The previous atmosphere of contention seemed to have been quietly dispelled, replaced by a solemn and sacred tranquility.

The Snow Witch's silver eyes had returned to their familiar coldness.

Huperly stood aside, watching the Ice Snow Witch's expression. The tight strings in his heart finally relaxed, and he secretly thought to himself that he would have to be more careful about bringing out the Great Love Poet in the future.

"Huperian, keep an eye on this summon. Don't let her run amok in the Protoss Empire."

The Snow Queen gazed at Huberleyan and said.

I don't know why that summoner felt the need to cover their face. Actually, if you think about it, with their graceful figure, fair skin, and delicate lips, they probably wouldn't be unattractive, and might even be a truly remarkable beauty.

He/She just has a terrible personality.

Just because of this, no matter how beautiful she is, she wouldn't be surprised at all.

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

"Huberia responded, putting the Snow Witch at ease,"

"That's good. After you settle into your new identity in the Northwest Province, you can head to Box Mountain Province, and then take the Magitek Rail all the way south to leave Protoss Empire's northern controlled zone and reach the Imperial City of Helrom."

The Snow Queen gently placed her hand on Huberley's shoulder, her softened expression tinged with a hint of reluctance.

> "The most dangerous part is the road from Northwest Province to Box Mountain Province, which is patrolled by the remnants of the Annihilation Branch. Be sure to watch out for the Annihilation Son, once they set their sights on you, it will be very difficult to escape."

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

Three clerics acquainted with Huberlyan will escort her to the Northwestern Province through a channel prepared by the Goddess of Fate and never used before. They will then remain in the Northwestern Province awaiting instructions, preventing excessive attention from being drawn to Huberlyan’s infiltration of the Imperial City and making it less difficult for her mission.

After leaving the Northwest Province, she was alone, facing whatever dangers or safety lay ahead.

"Rest assured, Almis teacher, if things go wrong I'll run away. After all, I have the utmost confidence in my ability to escape!"

Huppercia clenched her fist confidently and replied.

"Sigh."

Although the Snow Queen couldn't imagine how a modern Demon Lord could say something so cowardly, she chuckled helplessly. "Unfortunately, we have absolutely reliable supporters in the Protoss Empire, and they can't offer you much help."

While there are powerful figures in the Protoss Empire, some even with considerable influence due to the favor of the Fateweavers, they cannot be fully trusted.

Hyberlian's actions this time were absolutely secretive, any detail could jeopardize her life.

If you rashly try to seek help from it, you may only endanger Huberlian.

"It's alright, a lord of a city-state who can grant me identity and sanctuary has already done me a great service!"

"Hubert spoke very seriously,"

All preparations had been made; the goddess of fate had created the conditions for her, and all she had to do was complete a series of arduous challenges that were difficult for others to help with.

But first and foremost, we should try to see if we can find out about Ranch's whereabouts in Imperial City Helrom.

By the way, his name is now Rocky.

Hughbert worried about whether he and his cat boss were doing well in the distant Proto Empire.

Every night before she went to sleep, she would lie in bed and stare at the ceiling for a long time.

"Thinking about him again, huh"

The Snow Queen gazed upon the momentarily stunned Huberlyan and inquired.

"Haha, he's probably worried about him."

Huberly blushed and looked down, rubbing the back of her neck sheepishly.

"Go, Huberlian!"

The Ice Snow Witch's cheers again, it is unknown what deeper meaning lies behind those cheers.

Her gaze at Huberlian was more serious.

Huberly paused for a moment before nodding.

She always felt her teacher was a very intellectual woman. According to the clergy, the Ice Witch's singing could not only heal others but also move people from the heart or bring them to tears. But Huberlian had never experienced her teacher's musical magic.

Anyone who loses, loses for a reason…

The Snow Queen lamented.

For example

Hughley asked, confused.

For example, in a love story, if the female lead always appears eating or holding food whenever she shows up, wouldn't you say she loses unfairly

The Snow Witch took a book from the bookshelf. It seemed to be a novel titled "Romance of Holy Wars" passed down from the Protosian Empire. The story was based on the history of a hundred years ago and written by a historian from the Protosian Empire who had gained some fame in recent years.

"If she could win, it would actually be pretty entertaining."

Huperbly began to analyze the problem from a different angle.

However, she really didn't expect that there would be this kind of history books on the teacher's bookshelf.

"Is that so"

The Snow Queen, after a brief moment of silence caused by Huberlian's words, seemed to have come to a decision. She smiled and sighed, handing the book in her hand to Huberlian. "If you get bored on the way to the Northwest province, feel free to take a look," she said.

"No matter what happens in a month's time, when we meet again, I will arrange for you to return to the South Continent by ship. So, come back safely, may the Goddess bless you."

The Snow Queen turned to the statue of the goddess and prayed devoutly to Huberia.

Thank you, teacher.

Huperlianne took one last, deep look at the Snow Witch, carefully tucking away the magic card and book the Snow Witch had given her. She bowed in farewell and then turned to leave the grand hall.

Her steps were steady yet tinged with reluctance. The temple corridor, supported by snow-white stone pillars on either side, had a crystal lamp between every two pillars, emitting a warm, yellow glow. It was serene and peaceful, as if bidding her farewell.

Hupperly ambles along this road.

Although I have walked this path many times, when it came time to say goodbye, I finally felt a twinge of regret.

She became a religious worker here, making many like-minded friends and hoping to protect this beautiful pure land.

Finally, Huberly reached the temple gates and pushed open the heavy, intricately carved metal doors. A shaft of bright sunlight instantly illuminated her face.

In a vision somewhat dazzling, the trees shimmered in the midday sun, their new leaves emerald green, as if reporting to her the arrival of spring.

The temple was especially clean on this early spring day. The flowerbeds on either side already had buds blooming, their petals swaying gently in the breeze and releasing a faint fragrance.

Next, the thorny path to the Protoss Empire you're about to travel will no longer be so pleasant.

But she was ready.

After this period of cultivation, I have learned even more to keep my heart as still as water.

Once I see Lance, no matter how abstract his work is this time, I won't have any emotional fluctuations.

Huperliane walked with anticipation, her steps carrying her towards the temple's exterior.

(The End)

[ ]lly moved, and this emotion further catalyzed his already powerful ability with words."Lance, I know your forte is strategy and psychological warfare. So there's no such thing as honorable or dishonor...