Chapter 257 Ranchi questions understanding of becoming Tata

One week later.

As night falls, the lights of the distant town gradually light up, echoing the emerging stars.

In this quiet night, the magic train moved at high speed along the rails, passing through majestic mountains, dense forests and tranquil lakes.

Inside the carriage, the lights illuminate the dark brown solid wood floor and bronze iron decorations. The elegant painted walls appear timeless, as if whispering about the traces of time.

The passengers were either standing or sitting, talking about various topics. The ladies in formal gowns, with the sipped glass of wine in their hands revealing a deep gem-red color, were whispering with their fellow passengers. In a corner of the carriage, many young people were discussing enthusiastically, their eyes full of yearning and expectation for the capital of Protoss.

The conductors, dressed in neat dark uniforms, made their routine rounds of the carriages, occasionally being stopped to ask passengers about their needs with a polite smile.

In a high-end compartment in the front carriage of this magic train, a young man and a young girl were sitting by the window.

The youth's clothing style is a mix of retro and elegance. The white long-sleeved shirt has black trims on the collar and cuffs. The fitted beige sleeveless vest is divided into diamond checkerboards by dark brown stripes. There is also a dark gray long coat hanging on the wall. His coat has a large lapel and two slanted pockets, which is quite elegant and mysterious.

This is a Northern Continent style outfit tailored for Lanqi by an old tailor in Lilom City who specializes in making clothes for Viscount Francis.

He was sitting in the carriage at the moment, reading a book quietly.

Zestila on the opposite side had already changed into the uniform of the Protoss Royal Academy of Magic.

Although if Zestira wore a hat to slightly cover her demon features, she could avoid many strange looks along the way, but she was not willing to cover it up.

She didn't think there was anything wrong with her demonic traits.

There is also a magic railway built in the Protoss Empire, but if you want to go to the imperial capital from a remote town like Lilom City, you must first go to the main city in the southwest before you can take this train.

Most of the time, both of them were focused on the books in their hands.

Strange scenery and lights appeared in the night and then flashed by.

Zestira closed the book in her hand and put it beside her, and then she didn't pick up another book because there was no more books to read.

She is not interested in academic books and prefers reading magic books.

However, the magic book was very troublesome to pass through security check as it was a controlled item, so she did not carry it with her.

She took a quick glance at the color of the book in Lanqi's hand and knew what he was reading.

"Chronicles of the Holy War", published by the Imperial Royal Magic Academy Press, written by Theodore Arendelle, tells the story of the war that swept across the northern and southern continents a hundred years ago, and the rise and fall of the demon race.

Although there are some fictional and dramatic elements filled in by the author's wild imagination, many of the secrets of the holy war at that time cannot be clearly explained today.

"You are indeed from the Southern Continent."

Zestila said.

She had long been convinced that Lanqi was a visitor from the Southern Continent, but when she saw him reading history books that were everywhere in the Northern Continent so seriously, it was more convincing than any evidence.

When Lanqi heard Zestira's voice, he put down the book in his hand and looked across the table with a smile.

"It's hard to tell the true and false intelligence from the Southern Continent about the Northern Continent. After being isolated, only by coming here in person can we confirm the truth."

This was a book he had borrowed from Viscount Francis.

He didn't expect that Zestira might have read this book. According to his current understanding, she should not like historical novels.

The Southern Continent was only affected by the war back then, and the specific causes, processes and outcomes of the holy war in the Northern Continent were not covered in depth. The books written by the Southern Continent about the history of the Northern Continent have more artistic elements, and it can be said that they are one part true and nine parts false.

It is not known how much truth there is in the history of the Protoss Empire. After all, history is something that requires appropriate details and omissions. Lanqi just took a look.

Zestila nodded.

She had heard many versions of the rumors about the Southern Continent, but it was obvious that most of them were false because they were too contradictory.

“Is there any allusion you don’t understand?”

She was used to teaching Lanqi, and she would subconsciously worry when she saw that he might be in trouble.

"Okay, I have a rough idea of ​​it."

Lanqi actually already knew a small part of the background story about the Northern Continent, but unfortunately the copywriter was all Riddler.

I can only say that if you look at this book in light of the general background, it is quite easy to understand.

"That's good. Ask me if you don't understand."

Zestila said.

"good."

Lanci replied with a smile.

He thought about it and realized that it was rare for Zestira to be willing to chat.

So he temporarily hung up the silk bookmark attached to the book core and placed the book in his hand on the edge of the table.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

“Do you have any favorite historical figures?”

Lanci asked Zestila.

When talking about history, it is best to start with the characters, because you can first infer the other party's position to avoid saying something that will spoil the other party's fun or even make him unhappy.

Zestilara thought for a moment.

"I like several of the demon generals, but my favorite is probably Talia."

"……?"

When Lanqi heard this, his expression was slightly stunned, but he quickly adjusted his expression.

He didn't expect to suddenly hear a familiar name here.

He even opened the "Chronicles of the Holy War" and flipped through it backwards, and sure enough, he saw Talia's name at a glance.

It turns out that her name can still appear in historical novels of the Northern Continent. She is indeed an antique that is hundreds of years old.

"What are the characteristics of this ancient woman?"

Lanqi asked curiously. He didn't know what other charm Talia had besides her beauty, strength, and immortality.

"She is strong and resilient, yet talented. She has a rational heart beneath her cold exterior. She is the type of woman I most want to be. And...if the demons can restore their country one day, I believe she will be the one to do it."

When Zestira talked about Talia, her plain voice was rarely filled with a hint of longing.

"Why?"

Lanqi was even more confused.

In fact, he felt that it was impossible to restore the country with Talia alone, and she was already living a happy retirement life in Ikerit.

Not to mention restoring the country, she probably wouldn't even want to leave the Kingdom of Hutton now.

"She would never lose herself in her own power because of desires like other demons. There is actually an old saying in the demon world that if a demon without desires appeared in the world, it would definitely be the most terrifying and powerful demon. Perhaps it is because of this that Talia did not perish with the demons and became the princess of the last descendants."

Zestila commented seriously.

(End of this chapter)