Ichrite Academy.
In the Alchemical Institute Botanic Garden in the distance, birds leapt between treetops, occasionally emitting melodious and graceful chirps.
"Hyperion, isn't it risky for you not to rest at home today and come out here?"
After escaping from the Duke's Mansion, Hyperion thoughtfully brought Lanci to Ichrite Academy, walking along the path to the Main Building of the Magic Engineering College.
"There's nothing serious, maybe it flares up once or twice a week at most? The frequency and symptoms are also diminishing, and Antanas is taking care of me, so I can endure the pain caused by that poison."
Hyperion explained to Lanci.
Actually, her adaptation to her own poison was far lighter than the side effects of using Melogas to desecrate royal authority. Perhaps when she forcibly wielded Melogas to desecrate royal authority in Blood Moon City last time, her tolerance had vastly increased.
Currently, Ichrite Academy is in winter break.
