Chapter 196 Lanqi only attended one open class
Whenever the wind blows, the wooden framed windows will make a "creaking" sound, the cloth hanging on the small window will tremble slightly, and occasionally a few drops of rain will drip from the gaps in the cloth.
In the center of this dim room, the poet of great love was speaking to Phoenix in her frivolous voice.
"Mr. Phoenix, your sister Phyllis is in the school hospital right now."
“…”
The mere presence of the great demon beside him made Phoenix extremely frightened, and she seemed to be able to manipulate his emotions and amplify the fear infinitely.
Phoenix naturally knew what the great poet of love was talking about.
Phyllis must have accidentally seen Lanci fighting Adams on the screen and mistook him for the principal of Purgatory Corridor Academy, and was so frightened that she fainted.
In fact, it was not a coincidence that they ran into Lanqi's team on the first day of school at Ikrit Academy. He just happened to receive the news that he could intercept the hunting target, so he participated in the match.
After coming back, in order to ensure the safety of his identity and mission in the real world, he would remain in a hypnotic state until he received the awakening command, completely forgetting everything about himself and the Church of Resurrection.
There was no chance to tell my sister the information obtained by the church.
"You can do whatever you want with her."
Phoenix said this in a decisive and cold tone, as if he didn't care whether she lived or died.
“Hehe.”
The poet of great love sat on Lanqi's desk and hooked his fingers.
Lanqi understood what she meant without words, and took out a stack of translucent cards with different lights from his soul space for her to choose from.
But he didn't know which magic card the Great Love Poet would use.
The Great Poet picked for a while and drew out a [Transformation: Demon] for Lanqi to use.
Lanqi turned back into the glowing demon he was in Purgatory Corridor Academy.
The Great Love Poet knocked on the table in front of Hyperion again, signaling her to remove her disguise and return to her original half-demon appearance.
At this moment, the warehouse looked like it had suddenly turned into the territory of the demons.
"Who is the summoned creature between us?"
Lanqi put away the magic cards speechlessly.
He even felt that the Great Love Poet was the truly perfect creature. As long as he, as the host, did not die, the Great Love Poet would also be immortal. Even if she was defeated, he could summon her out again as long as the summoning cooldown time was over.
"Oh, if I were a card maker and could get your soul material, I would definitely make you into a poet and use you as my natal card."
The poet of great love turned around and hummed proudly.
Her card-making talent is much better than Ranchi's, but unfortunately it is limited to the first level and can only be his helper.
Then the poet of great love looked at Phoenix again.
"Phoenix, imagine a scenario. Suppose I take Lanqi to the hospital to visit your sister. She has just woken up from a nightmare that frightened her into a coma and is relieved. She thinks she has returned to reality... Then, in this dark and rainy day with thunder and rolling thunder, she sees that in the Ikrit Academy, which is famous for its safety, a living demon like me can walk into her ward without restraint, and the next person to walk into the ward is the Glowing Demon Principal. What will she do then?"
The poet of great love smiled with delight and painted a scene for Phoenix.
"She's going to break, right? She's definitely going to break, right?"
The poet's eager expression seemed as if he was already looking forward to trying it.
She observed Phoenix's expression which was gradually becoming uncontrollable, his face with veins popping out, and the great poet of love finally pointed at him and laughed wildly.
"You don't care about your sister at all, don't you? You said - 'You can do whatever you want with her'? Why do you seem so restless now?"
The Great Love Poet deliberately imitated Phoenix's previous tone and laughed at him.
After the emotions were amplified, Phoenix's intentions were too clear to see through.
I was just pretending not to care about my sister before.
With just a little clue, the poet of great love can easily find the gap in the prisoner's psychological defenses.
"No! You can't do anything to my sister. She is not a believer in the Resurrection. This has nothing to do with her!"
Phoenix roared almost in collapse.
This group of demons may not hurt his sister, but they can destroy her completely! "I guess you think that decent people like us can't really threaten you with your family... and if we confirm your sister's innocent identity, we won't do anything to your sister..."
The poet of great love spread his hands, raised his eyebrows meaningfully, and slowly said to Phoenix,
"But if you look carefully now, are we human beings?"
The poet of great love smiled and made way for him.
Behind what she showed, sat two demons.
Their expressions were indifferent, as if it had nothing to do with them. Such evil and cruelty could only be found in the demons.
“……!”
In an instant, Phoenix had a terrible idea -
It seemed that this place was no longer Ikerite, the capital of the Kingdom of Hutton.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
It is the base of the demons.
It even made Phoenix suspect that this country had been eroded and infiltrated by the demons...
"How about this? Or let the student union organize a campus event later. The theme is for everyone to dress up as demons and hold a carnival. When your sister wakes up and walks out of the hospital, she will find that the entire college is full of demons and everyone is going crazy. Imagine that scene. How about it? This is a real demon game. Let her escape first. When she thinks she is about to escape from the nightmare, the glowing demon principal Lanqi will appear..."
The poet of great love is still working tirelessly to paint beautiful pictures for Phoenix like a director.
Over time.
"No, don't say that anymore."
Under the treatment of the poet of great love, Phoenix's mental defenses finally collapsed. He trembled with tears streaming down his face.
"I'll agree to whatever you say... Don't hurt Phyllis..."
“…”
At a table not far away.
Hyperion turned her head and looked at Lanci without saying a word.
Lanqi is still drinking tea and listening carefully to the interrogation process of the great poet, his face full of relief as if he had seen a prodigal son return.
Like a school leader sitting at the back of the classroom listening to the open class of the ideology and morality teacher.
"We have saved another misguided teenager, which is another great merit."
Lanqi noticed Hyperion's gaze, turned his head to look at her, and said with a smile.
“…”
Hyperion couldn't respond to this.
She didn't want to stay with the two chosen demons in the room any longer and just wanted to find Tata for healing as soon as possible.
If Lanqi is a pseudo-human, then his beloved poet is a real species.
I love poets so much that they don’t even act.
But there are also differences between the Great Love Poet and Lanqi. At least the Great Love Poet knows his own bad taste and has a clear self-awareness that he has no citizenship.
Lanqi doesn't think there is anything wrong with him at all.
Hyperion could no longer tell who were the good guys and who were the cultists in this room.
She couldn't imagine what Dean Loren would think of them when she handed the reformed and renewed Phoenix to him tomorrow, and how he would guess what kind of cruel transformation they had made on this elite believer.
(End of this chapter)