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After all, she still has to follow her own ideas.
"..."
Sigre hesitated for a moment.
"Don't worry about me, I'm safe."
She picked up the pen again and began to write slowly while reading to Lan Qi,
"My work is going very smoothly, but without you by my side, I always feel a little empty."
Her tone gradually became more confident.
"Very good, Sigre, that's it. Say it from the bottom of your heart, and I'll teach you the words you don't know."
Lanchi encouraged her.
The dim light coming from the window intertwined with the indoor lights, and this quiet snowy day became a witness to their friendly relationship.
Sigre seemed to be gradually letting go of her protective shell, opening up her heart, and her language became more fluent and sincere.
“Sometimes I see something beautiful on the road and I think how happy you would be if you saw it here.”
She wrote and murmured to Lanci.
"This is exactly what you should share, Sigre, your true feelings."
Lan Qi nodded and agreed.
He is not only teaching language and writing skills, but also sharing his understanding of life and delicate capture of emotions.
Boss Cat stood up from his chair, holding the corner of the table and looking at Sigre's letter.
It found that Lan Qi seemed to be really good at getting along with children.
For a moment, it felt like Lan Qi had become a normal person.
It seemed that the advice given by Xiubao and himself was effective, and his condition finally improved.
As long as you don't suddenly get sick and teach children how to make zombies or mummies, it's really good.
Chapter 554 Sigre’s appreciation of Lan Qi
Deep in the Land of Eternal Night, Little Night City.
Lan Qi helped Sigre finish writing the letter.
Now they have just left the hotel and are preparing to send the letter in Xiaoye City and continue their journey.
As the two people walked out of the hotel lobby, the short daylight in the sky had faded, leaving only the endless night covering the city-state again.
The street lights emitted a soft yellow light that reflected on the wet sidewalk, leaving interlaced snow shadows.
The cold wind brought a slight chill and blew through Sigre's slightly messy hair under her beret. She held the letter she had just finished writing tightly in her hand.
This is the most satisfying letter she has ever written.
"It turns out it's not bad to learn to write."
She looked up at Lan Qi, having such an idea for the first time.
"right."
Lan Qi looked at her with a smile and responded.
"Speaking of which, if someone like you teaches me something, it would be very expensive."
Sigre said again.
She now believed what the secretary had told her before setting off.
The true identity of this employer must be quite noble in the Paulant Empire.
If he hadn't gotten to know each other because of this business, he would never have been able to condescend and teach her such a wild child knowledge.
"It has always been free. At your age, education is compulsory. I have the responsibility to answer your questions and help you establish a correct outlook on life, values, etc."
Lan Qi looked directly into Sigre's eyes and said with conviction,
"It would be great if there was no war. I wouldn't have to work so hard. I would go to church to teach children how to read and draw. I think this life is not bad."
"..."
After hearing this, Sigre stopped looking at Lan Qi and remained silent for a long time.
The two of them walked through the streets of Little Night City, passing by brightly lit shops and benches under the light yellow street lights. Occasionally, there was low music coming from the pub.
"It would be great if there were more people like you in the Paulante Empire."
She looked towards the road ahead and said.
"Meow."
Boss Cat huddled in Lan Qi's arms, raised his head and glanced at Lan Qi.
It found that in the peaceful and prosperous times of the Southern Continent, Lan Qi did not need to use his talents. When the Northern Continent was in turmoil, Lan Qi's talents were finally able to be used.
If it were such a devastating world in the shadow world, could it be that people like Lan Qi were actually needed the most...
"Don't worry, I will make the Paulante Empire have more and more people like me."
Lan Qi smiled naturally and replied.
"hope so."
Sigre said.
Cat Boss: "...?"
It looked back and forth between Lanqi and Sigre.
If an idealist says this, it is a normal way of coaxing a child.
But if the mother body of the evil god said this, it would be difficult for Boss Cat to analyze its meaning.
The two chatted, and soon they arrived at a place where the city-state could send letters, a stone building with historical traces.
Lan Qi waited for Sigre for a while, and then she ran to the counter to fill out the shipping form.
Afterwards, the two of them walked towards the inn in Xiaoye City.
After getting back the Snowfield Deer and the car, they can embark on their final journey to the Land of Eternal Night.
……
Midnight on the snowfield in the land of eternal night has always been called the burial ground of wind and snow.
In ancient legends, if you want to become a king, you must go through such a road full of wind, snow and thorns.
This is an experience and a test.
"The throne is covered with thorns and snow. If you want to tame it, you will be entangled in vines and buried in the snow."
Lanqi recited to Sieglie a poem about military exploits that he had heard from somewhere in the real world.
"Why haven't I heard of it?"
Sigre always felt that she knew too little.
"Well, maybe you'll hear it in a long time."
Lan Qi thought for a while, and realized that this was actually a martial arts poem about an ancient hero from the current era. Maybe in this era of the shadow world, we haven't had time to wait for that hero to become famous.
Perhaps more than ten hours had passed since they set off from Little Night City.
In short, it was a long time.
Lanqi and Sigre couldn't tell how long it would take before they could see the border of the demon world.
In the silence of the night, the moonlight seemed to retreat quietly, and the seconds became slow and long.
The snowfield hundreds of kilometers away from Xiaoye City was swallowed up by the night, with heavy snowfall. These ice crystals were scattered like invisible giant hands. Each piece was bitingly cold, swirling with the wind, and finally sank into the snow, forming a gray world.
Dark deer are strong and agile, and their horns shine faintly in the moonlight, like stars falling in the night sky.
"It should be soon."
Sigre looked into the distance and held the reins tightly and said.
According to the plan, they would be able to see the devil world at dawn.
In this pitch-black night, the sled pulled by the snow deer left a dim track on the snow.
In the front row of the sled, the short Sigre was trying to observe the terrain while driving.
Her face looked particularly rosy in the cold wind, and she drove the sled continuously to break through the wind and snow barriers, turning up layers of white waves on the snow to the rhythm of the deer.
"It feels like it will be at least two or three hours before we see daybreak."
Lan Qi looked at the map in his hand along the weak moonlight and analyzed.
His eyes sometimes stared at the snowfield in the distance, and sometimes he turned to the girl driving the sled in the seat in front of him, chatting with her.
Despite the long time, he did not fall asleep.
This is an area that Sigre has never been to. Even if she can find the right path, she is too far away from the orc city-state to be protected by the orc lord. At the same time, it is close to the border of the demon world. Danger may occur at any time. It is even more important at this time. Maintain absolute vigilance.
"When the time comes, you should quickly return to Xiaoye City. I asked the great lords to take care of you along the way. You can still stay in the same accommodation we lived in before, so there is no need to scrimp."
Lanci added.
From Little Night City to the border of the Demon Realm, it takes more than ten hours of night journey.
Returning again, Sigre may drive for more than twenty hours continuously. Even though her body and willpower are quite strong, she still needs a good rest.
"..."
Sigre did not respond to his question or nod.
The sound of breathing mixed in the night wind, accompanied by the rhythm of the running deer, formed a unique noise.
"Rocky, you are really amazing."
Sigre suddenly spoke.