[Mydei: "Am I seeing things? The Savior is finally willing to come out into the light?"]
[Phainon said solemnly, "Hmph."]
[Mydei frowned. "Hmph? What kind of answer is that?"]
[Phainon smiled. "Nothing. Just imitating how you usually act."]
[Mydei muttered inwardly, Am I really like that?]
[Phainon: "Have you passed the demigod trial?"]
[Mydei: "The ritual hasn't restarted yet. It hasn't been long since I dragged you out of the trial."]
[Phainon: "I haven't forgotten."]
[Mydei: "You're welcome."]
Watching their "friendly interaction," everyone struggled to keep a straight face.
They were clearly concerned about each other.
Yet whenever these two met, they looked ready to throw punches.
They really were something else!
[Phainon suddenly recited, "The last light of the long night, Okhema of sturdy walls. How many have traveled from afar, believing her a bountiful garden ever bearing figs and olives... never imagining they would fall into a blazing furnace?"]
[Mydei was utterly baffled. "What trick are you playing now?"]
[Phainon chuckled. "The mood struck me, so I recited a few lines. Surely the prince of Kremnos understands poetry?"]
[Mydei snorted. "Kremnosians don't read such feeble words, but our library has no shortage of books like that!"]
[Phainon continued explaining on his own, "These lines express the author's longing for home, just as Okhema lies far from most people's hometowns."]
[Mydei's face darkened. "I understand poetry, HKS."]
Amphoreus.
Watching Phainon sway his head as he recited, Mydei held it in for a long moment before bursting into laughter.
They had broadcast this scene!
Wonderful!
Why should he be the only one making a fool of himself?
The world deserved to see this side of Phainon, too.
Mydei laughed so hard his shoulders shook.
Anaxa: "..."
He couldn't help pressing a hand to his forehead.
Having a student like Phainon