Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

The courtyard exam site, which was originally filled with a tense atmosphere, had now become oddly silent.

Hyperion and Vivian both cast their gaze to the floor, unwilling to utter a single bad word about each other.

"..."

In this quiet courtyard.

Lanci's statement had shocked the two candidates waiting near them.

Although Lanci might not be aware of it himself.

But they felt that Lanci seemed to have a unique talent for controlling such stressful situations!

Even now, this isn't strictly a crisis since Lanci could have kept himself out of it initially; it's him who took the initiative to mediate!

This even made them have the urge to learn from him for a moment.

Isn't this more practical than spells?

Their expressions were soon noticed by Lanci on the other side.

Lanci, noticing the attentive gazes of the two candidates, responded with a nod and a smile.

Sure enough, engaging in such mediating deeds is likely to win respect, he thought.

The feeling of being respected made Lanci very happy.

More importantly, the present harmonious atmosphere among the students in the examination room was his wish.

More respect and understanding, less conflict and disagreement, the world will become better and better.

...

Everyone quietly waited in the courtyard for tens of seconds.

Accompanied by hurried footsteps.

Teacher Teresa, holding her small magic instrument, also returned to the examination room.

"I'm sorry for keeping you waiting, I am back now..."

She had finally managed to send off Examiner Felat from the last exam, and had been worried all the time that Duchess Huberian and Princess Vivian, whose relationship wasn't friendly, would have conflicts during her absence.

But before Teacher Teresa's words were fully out, she paused with a bit of surprise.

The atmosphere of the examination venue right now seemed to be harmonious, unexpectedly.

Could it be that she was overly cautious?

Teresa shook her head in confusion, reminding herself to focus on the issue at hand first.

She hurriedly walked over to Hyperion and Lanci, saying,

"Congratulations on passing the exam."

Teacher Teresa smiled at Hyperion and Lanci,

"You can directly go to the main building of the Sage Academy on the opening day, and you will receive guidance there. The school's dormitories can be occupied three days before the school starts, and the student bracelets can be collected from the Magic Engineering College about the same time."

She made a gesture pointing towards their candidate bracelets, indicating they could exchange them for the official admission certificate at the Magic Engineering College when the time comes.

"Thank you."

"Thank you, Teacher Teresa."

After receiving thanks from Hyperion and Lanci, Teacher Teresa waved goodbye to them warmly.

Then quickly, she ran over to the second group of candidates waiting for the exam like a waiter in a restaurant at lunch rush, where Vivian was standing.

"I'm sorry for keeping you waiting, you can start preparing for the exam now..."

Vivian distractedly listened to Teacher Teresa's words, her gaze still following along the figure of Hyperion as she exited the courtyard.

Although this time Hyperion happened to be helped by someone.

But such good fortune was only for a time, soon to burst like a bubble.

The reason Lanci is unsuspecting to Hyperion for now,

is simply because the young man from this frontier doesn't know the secret of Hyperion -

Hyperion carries half demon bloodline, an illegitimate daughter brought forth by Duke Alansar and the Demon Race.

Vivian was certain, that if someday Lanci gets to know Hyperion's demon identity, his friendly attitude would change drastically, even go as far as joining those who persecuted Hyperion.

For in the Hutton Kingdom, that suffered the war with the Demon Race years ago, there's no one who does not hate or fear the Demon Race!

....

Ichrite Academy, the Learning and Education Building.

The meters-wide staircase from top to bottom, each floor a step higher, has a unique and advanced design, where beige stone and crystal railings interact splendidly, shining like a stream of light running through floors.

Each layer of the staircase has a different function, some wooden big steps have directly become the students' resting area, some display the latest works of the academy, and the lowest steps even connect to the spacious terrace of the building.

Two young figures walk on the stairs of the building, with calm strides, as if they are in a stress-free art space.

After the tough exam of the day, Lanci's smiling face did not hide his cheerful mood.

Even though Hyperion, as usual, maintained a poker face, revealing no inner thoughts, the menace in her eyes had unknowingly dissipated.

"Speaking of Hyperion,"

Lanci was walking while chatting with the newly acquainted comrade, Hyperion.

"You are familiar with the Royal Capital and have a broad knowledge. What do you think is the quickest way to make money in the Royal Capital? Of course, it has to be something not mentioned in the criminal law."

He added after posing the question.

Although the criminal law in itself is a guide to making money, no one could ever do that.

The shadows of the two passing by the decorations by the steps from time to time; the plants newly cultivated by the Alchemy College, the latest academic achievements, and the new research and weird artifacts of the Magic Engineering College.

"....."

Hyperion fell silent for a while with some hesitation.

She had originally wanted to bid farewell to Lanci then.

She was grateful for Lanci's help and friendliness, and she was also very clear that she could not possibly be friends with Lanci.

The secret of "she is a mixed-blood demon" could not be kept from Lanci for long.

Although she did not intentionally hide or deceive him.

But even if Lanci did not actively investigate, and continued to be friendly towards her, by the day those who wanted to target her deemed Lanci an obstacle, they would reveal her secret to him, thereby pushing her into the abyss at the critical moment.

What she least wanted to accept was having a once-familiar friend suddenly turning cold and even becoming an irreconcilable enemy...

Let this be a return to the short-lived and vain friendship between Lanci and her.

"If my father hadn't gone missing, with your ability, our Duchy of Alansar would have been happy to invest in someone as talented as you. Unfortunately, I am not authorized to use the family's funds at present."

Hyperion answered helplessly, at least for now, she would be as sincere in treating Lanci, as he was to her.

"If you don't have any sort of crafting profession, the fastest way to make money is to challenge the Shadow World."

They continued forward, pacing leisurely down the steps. The immense glass wall between the floors reflected the sunlight, making the whole space bright, soon dimmed by the marble wall blocking the light.

"Hmm ..."

Lanci thought and nodded.

Even though he has learned to make Magic Cards, right now, he could only make Low-order Cards.

Moreover, with his skill still being rusty, his card-making success rate is very low, often causing the cards to explode and making Talia shake her head.

Even for the Registered Card-making Master test offered by the Southern Continent Card Maker Association, he doesn't have the confidence to participate for now.

In contrast, his Combat Profession "White Magician", seems to be more advanced than his crafting profession "Cardmaker".