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"Wang! Wang Wang!"

It yelled a few times, pretending not to understand anything.

He grabbed the carpet a few times and ran away quickly.

The room was quiet for a while.

The cat boss is actually not the point.

The point is that none of the three people know what to say.

Once he spoke, it was as if he was going over what happened to the three of them just now, which would only make them more embarrassed.

The sun outside the window has risen a little higher, and the beige curtains in the bedroom seem to have been given a light golden color by the rising sun. There is a burst of singing from the canaries on the branches outside the window.

"Forget it, as long as you get back safely, let's go home."

Thalia finally said.

This was all she could say at this time.

The three exchanged glances briefly, then turned away from each other.

If they continue to stay in the room together, the Wilford family may misunderstand them more deeply.

"You're here, let's stay with Nan Wantina for a few days and then go back."

Lan Qi sat weakly on the edge of the bed and sighed.

He had just returned from a long trip to the Northern Continent, and he just wanted to rest.

If he kept going back and forth between Nanwantina Territory and the Royal Capital all night long, he would almost become a special soldier.

A rare trip back to Nanwantina made him want to go to Icerita Academy even more.

"I'm OK……"

Hyperion is now in a mess. Thinking back on what happened just now, she still can't get out.

She has never had such contact with boys since she was a child.

Although she had just acted to save Lan Qi, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that she had gone too far in improvising.

There will never be a next time.

They were close friends, and there were some things that close friends couldn't do unless it was absolutely necessary to save him.

"I'm going to the hotel."

Thalia regained her usual lack of tone.

Then she glanced at Hyperian and asked Hyperian whether she should stay with him or me tonight.

"..."

Hyperion would have chosen to stay in the hotel with Thalia.

But she felt that it would be awkward to be alone with Lanqi or Talia at this time.

"I'll live at Lan Qi's house."

Hyperion replied.

At least when staying at Lanqi's house, I can stay safely in the guest room without having to face anyone.

"understood."

Thalia's voice softened half a minute, and after speaking, she was ready to walk out of Lanci's bedroom, and of course, she would also leave the Wilford house.

There was no reason for her to disturb Ranchi and Hyperion.

Since Hyperian likes to stay with Lan Qi, she will never have cross-border contact with Lan Qi again.

Despite this, she didn't know why, but she felt a little depressed and unwilling. It was obvious that this was an emotion she shouldn't have.

When arriving at Wilford's house.

The housekeeper Hans told her that Lan Qi had been very self-defeating for a while.

It was after he met her and became interested in her that he began to change his appearance and became better and better day by day.

Lan Qi became happy every day he stayed with her, and seemed to have wonderful thoughts in his heart every day.

Thalia didn't understand what was in her heart besides anger when she saw the painting in Ranchi's room after learning about it.

She was the one who hurt Lan Qi, and it was Hyperion who protected Lan Qi. She didn't want to do this, but she couldn't forgive Lan Qi. She regretted and hated him, but she couldn't understand the feelings in her heart.

Her steps were slow, as if she were walking on mud.

Thalia didn't want to compete with Hyperion for anything, but she found that she had misunderstood Lanqi as belonging only to her.

She always felt that the human world was too fast, even emotions were no exception, even though she tried very hard to keep up with Lan Qi's rhythm.

She gradually understood that the careful treatment she thought she was receiving was not in line with this era at all.

Lan Qi would not wait for her to figure out the answer.

"Actually, I have prepared a room for you at home, Tata. You will also teach me new magic and protect Hyperion when you have time."

Lanci suddenly said behind Talia.

of course.

When he returned to Boss Cat's restaurant, there were more surprises waiting for Tata. He wanted to see Tata's surprised expression with his own eyes, but he couldn't just let Tata leave like this.

"..."

Hyperion glanced at Lanqi.

She had no evidence, but she had an inexplicable feeling that Lan Qi had just survived a disaster and was seeking death again.

Hyperion sometimes guessed that Lanqi enjoyed the thrill of surviving a disaster, and perhaps only Tata could give him a little heartbeat.

Lan Qi, who has never had any mood swings, may be addicted to the heartbeat stimulation accompanied by Tata, and even he didn't realize it.

Without Tata, Ranchi will become more and more divine. On the contrary, when he stays with Tata, he will become more and more like a human being.

According to a thing called "car" that Lanqi introduced to Professor Borao, the dean of the Magic Engineering Institute, in addition to the brake for deceleration and the accelerator for acceleration, there is also an object called a clutch, although there is no You can still drive a car without a clutch, but the nature of the car will change and it will evolve into another type of car.

Hyperion now feels that Tata is like Clutch to Ranchi.

but.

Tata is both a cure for bringing back Ranchi’s humanity and a dangerous poison.

Hyperion was convinced that every time Lan Qi didn't trick him or one of Tata to death, he would only become more and more daring to play.

Hyperion became more and more frightened as she thought about it.

If Tata is really driven crazy by Lan Qi, she doesn't know what step she has to take to save Lan Qi from Tata!

"..."

Thalia's steps paused, but she didn't look back.

"We have the best chef in town."

"He is good at the unique flavor of this southern Wantina border area, and he will use the best selected ingredients to make it."

"It is guaranteed to be something that is difficult to taste in other city-states."

"There are also the most high-end cheese mango mille-feuille, mocha hazelnut crispy egg tart, platinum strawberry mousse cake..."

Lanci was behind Thalia, counting on his fingers, and started telling Thalia.

Although it didn't sound like he was trying to save Thalia, the meaning was somewhat clear.

"..."

Listening to Lanqi's endless chatter.

The corners of Thalia's eyes seemed to be moved for a moment, and then she frowned.

"Have you ever told me something like this before?"

Thalia asked, finally looking back at him.

“You actually remember.”

Lan Qi said in surprise.

Thalia stared at Lanqi without replying.

It was only a year ago, how could I not remember it.

For humans, a year is indeed a relatively long time. From her point of view, meeting Lan Qi for the first time was like what happened just last week.

"Then I'll stay here for now."

Thalia answered as if she had compromised.

If it were me a year ago, I might have thought I was crazy for accepting Lan Qi's kindness.

But you can't judge by your own senses, you have to learn human speed.

Maybe it would be awkward for the three of them to stay together at the Wilfort house next time.

But she didn't want to escape anymore.

Also.

The Lanqi family has a very strict reputation. No one will know about this matter today, so this is the end of it.

Chapter 498 Loren thinks that rumor is outrageous

Between the South Wantina Territory and the Creja Empire to the south, deep in the Knox Mountains known as the Spine of the Guards.

In the darkness, the ancient palace stood silently.

This is a hidden mountainside, surrounded by steep stone walls, like a masterpiece sculpted by nature and human wisdom. Even if you explore carefully, it is difficult to find a dilapidated temple hidden under a dark and airtight barrier.

Several clusters of lights in the temple flickered continuously, and the light and shadow were looming, projecting several dark figures.

In the center of the main hall, beside a stone conference table carved with ancient craftsmanship, several people sat or stood, as if they were the protagonists of a silent drama.