Chapitre 458: Chapter 438: Lanci's Biggest Weakness_1

Hyperion looked at Jailor Daria in confusion, but without much hesitation or resistance, led the Great Love Poet to the spacious desk in the hall.

Antanas still seemed absent-minded, with Sinola silently following, maintaining perfect decorum.

"..."

Hyperion stood on the opposite side of the desk, took note of the tin cane discarded on the floor, giving Jailor Daria the appearance of a priest.

The three jailors at the inner layer of Herram Prison were originally elite members of the Protoss Empire magic special forces before taking up their positions at the prison, also outstanding graduates of the Protoss Royal Magic Academy years ago. If the previous two layers were for war mages, then this layer was for a healer practitioner.

"I have faith in the Wind God, without so many constraints."

Jailor Daria seemed to perceive the confusion on Hyperion's face, lit a cigarette and began to talk about her faith.

"Understood."