A tuft of cotton-like cloud quietly drifted across the clear sky, the bright morning light dimmed instantly.
Lanci observed the furrowed brows on Hyperion's face. He sensed she may have misunderstood something.
His teacher was not a human at all.
There was no reason to disdain Hyperion.
The issue was - Talia assumed Lanci didn't know she was of the Demon Race, and she's been posing as a human.
Even if Talia doesn't dislike Hyperion, she will inevitably act as if she does, to maintain her disguise!
After all, that cold-hearted old hag Talia wouldn't consider Hyperion's feelings or worry about hurting her.
