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Sid looked at him without comment.
"It's been a rough ride for me, but you obviously didn't get hurt at all."
In the end, she could only roll her eyes at him and look away.
This guy didn't even get his clothes dirty during the trip.
Including the fight against the Ghost Party in the snowfield before, she was the one who killed them one by one with one punch, while Lanqi stood behind them like an overseer and did nothing.
"You said you would protect me."
Lanqi said with a smile as a matter of course.
Sid stared at his face again. He felt that he was a little teary and was about to make a sarcastic remark to him, but after hesitating for a moment, he gave up.
This natural smile seemed to be thanking her - thank you for protecting me so well.
"It's a good thing you're not a girl, otherwise if I took you in as a saint, I would be really teased by you."
Sid spread out his left hand with an expression of admitting defeat.
At first, she actually thought that it would be better if the person she liked was a girl, but now she just felt fortunate that he was not a girl.
"By the way, how good are you at recovering now?"
Lanqi thought about it and asked.
He saw that Sid was no longer as tired as he was on the snowfield, and seemed to be in much better spirits.
"Around level five, I guess that's the limit. The more I recover, the more I can feel the shackles of the sealing power. It's like it's locked me in this state."
Sigrid's expression suddenly became a little serious as she answered.
He had no problem protecting himself in the imperial capital of Helrom, but compared to his original self, he was unimaginably weak.
"But if I can break this seal, I might become stronger than before."
She clenched her fists and muttered to herself.
This is a disaster, but also an experience. Whatever doesn't kill her will make her stronger.
However, looking at Sigrid who was not frustrated at all, Lanqi gave the following evaluation:
"Goodbye."
There was a hint of pity in Lanqi's eyes.
She was already too strong to get married, and if she became even stronger, she would be even more unmarriageable.
"..."
Sid bit his lip, his fists shaking with anger.
If the prisoner had not stood up and beaten the Son of Annihilation next to him at this moment, which might have been seen by people on the platform outside the glass window, she would have been tempted to take action.
"Son."
"Ok?"
"If you meet a woman who can read minds in the future, you must run, turn around and run, don't ask anything and don't think about anything."
"why?"
"I'm afraid I'm the only one in this world who will give in to you like this."
Sid said with a forced smile and gritted teeth.
Even though she had reminded him several times, she always felt that this guy had a kind of unbelieving air. He would either play to the extreme and never fail, or once he failed it would be an epic disaster. She didn't want to go to the crematorium to claim her Son of God.
"Don't worry, even my most ambitious disciple Zestila can't master the top-level mental magic such as mind reading in a few years."
Lanqi drew a line with his fingers and said with great confidence,
"No one understands the demons' talents better than me."
Compared to humans, demons have a higher chance of drawing this kind of spiritual magic comparable to epic spells through their innate magic. However, in this world today, there are very few pure demons with such talents.
"..."
Sid looked at Lanqi's confident look and said nothing more.
Sigrid had seen the little girl Zestilara on the live projection of the monthly assessment day at the Protoss Royal School of Magic. At that time, Sigrid was in the residence of Gloria, a direct soldier, watching the Son of God lead the students.
Even if Zestira learns mind reading in the future, it will not harm Lanqi because she respects her teacher very much.
But if she ever met an old one, Sigrid didn't dare to think about what would happen.
In the moment of silence between the two, a series of clear announcements rang out in all the carriages, rhythmic and formulaic, heralding the start of the journey.
When the announcement ended, there was a slight tremor in the car, and then the seats began to feel a gentle push.
Lanqi looked through the car window at the outside world.
At first, all changes on the platform were slow. The signboards and benches beside the platform were just sliding slowly, and the sunlight left floating bands of light on the glass windows.
The scenery outside the car window began to recede at a lazy pace, gradually distancing itself from them.
On the opposite platform, the passengers and station staff who were within sight just now were now gradually disappearing behind the train.
Until a familiar figure caught his eye again, and his gaze once again met the eldest daughter of the Earl of Milford who was waiting for another train on the opposite platform through the car window.
Chapter 365: Ranchi Returns to His Imperial Capital, Helrom
This time, Lanqi and the eldest daughter of the Earl of Milford naturally no longer paid attention to each other, but just exchanged glances briefly.
Lanqi was sure that the eldest daughter of the Earl's family saw him, but it was obvious that she was very afraid of the identity of the Son of Nirvana, and her eyes were a little evasive.
Lanci smiled and sighed.
He and these two students might meet again at the Protoss Royal School of Magic in the imperial capital of Helrom, but he probably wouldn't scare them anymore by then.
Although they had not interacted much before, the unfortunate appearance of the young lady always gave Lanqi a familiar sense of déjà vu.
Many times when he saw Hyperion, either someone wanted to kill Hyperion or someone was on the way to kill Hyperion.
However, Lanqi could not sense the presence of the great poet of love in this Countess, and her appearance was completely different from the disguise that Talia gave Hyperion when they set out.
I'm afraid I'm just thinking too much.
But if you think about it carefully, if Hyperion wants to disguise herself as the eldest daughter of an earl and sneak into the Protoss Empire, she will probably have to change her face, but she will need a card maker who is proficient in demon magic to help her remake [Transmutation: Human]. And [Poet of Great Love] is a card that does not belong to Hyperion and cannot be stored in her soul space. If she wants to pass the security check of the Box Mountain Province of the Protoss Empire, she also needs to seal it and disguise it as other objects.
Sid's hand secretly poked Lanqi, interrupting his thoughts.
Lanqi turned his eyes to the side in surprise and confusion.
"Why did you stare at that girl for so long?"
It seemed that because Lanqi dressed up as the Son of Nirvana, Sid particularly hated Lanqi's new look, and he hit him with more force, not feeling sorry for him at all.
"Have it?"
"Look, there were clearly two girls on the platform just now, but your question wasn't 'which girl'."
"..."
Lanqi was a little speechless.
But he smiled immediately.
"I remembered an old friend, but it shouldn't be such a coincidence."
He answered frankly.
the other side.
On the platform in front of her with the track completely empty, Hyperion saw the train on the opposite side start moving.
She had just accidentally seen a dangerous guy!
She also discovered that the Son of Nirvana had left.
But at that moment just now, she saw a faint smile on the figure's lips. His calm and steady look made her feel as if good luck would always surround him. For a moment, she felt an inexplicable sense of déjà vu about this person.
"Probably...not..."
Hyperion murmured as she looked at the train going away.
She was a little afraid to think about this overly surreal and absurd situation. No matter how she thought about it, it was impossible that Lanqi replaced the Son of Nirvana and then helped her at this intersection.
but.
For a moment, she didn't know whether to trust logic or intuition...
Hyperion stood quietly on the platform, her skirt swaying in the breeze. The wind passed by her, silently ruffling her silky long hair. She gently held down the hair that was lifted by the wind.
The train whizzed out of her sight, carrying with it rolling mist and the sound that gradually faded away, heading towards the distant end.
If it's him/her, we will definitely meet again in Helrom.
The two figures in the train and on the platform were moving further and further away, thinking separately.
……
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The next day.
In the center of the Protoss Empire, the imperial capital of Helrom.
As the spring afternoon sun shone obliquely on the rails, the magic rail train slowly stopped at the Helrom City South Station.
Lanqi and Sigrid took their luggage back from the check-in counter, stood out from the crowd on the concourse level, and walked through the heavily guarded checkpoint.
They walked hurriedly, weaving through the busy crowd in Helrom at four o'clock in the afternoon.
As you walk out of the station, a mixture of natural fragrance hits your nose. Compared to the cold north, you can feel the breath of spring more strongly in Helrom.
On both sides of the street, vibrant plants and ancient towering buildings interweave to create a scene that connects fantasy and reality.
"The city of Helrom always has a psychedelic feeling. Even I think it's nice to live here."
Lanqi sighed as he dragged the suitcase with one hand and held a cup of afternoon tea in his right hand.
No matter how many times I come to this city, I will be attracted by the increasingly bizarre architectural scenery around me as I go deeper into the city. This is something I cannot find in paintings.