A series of red-brick buildings basked in the golden orange sunset of five o'clock, their majestic and solemn stature silently telling the ancient history of Ichrite.
When the sun's most dazzling rays penetrated the dense foliage, they sprayed a layer of twilight gold patterns on the stone exterior walls of the Sage Academy Dormitory Building.
In such a corridor beside a dimly lit hall, Lanci found his dormitory.
"When we get home later, hurry up and let me out."
A familiar voice suddenly echoed in his mind.
"How can you still talk to me?"
Lanci replied in astonishment with a mental thought.
"The Poet of Great Love should be able to do so usually."
Talia felt as if she was half-sealed in Lanci's Soul Space.
Lanci quickly opened the door to his dormitory, and after a crisp unlocking sound, the thick door and the Barrier behind it both swung open; then he entered and locked the door.
"It's true, but I usually seal her up."
