Chapter 589 Lanqi's Holiday Has Begun
On this midsummer night, the moonlight shines down, gently caressing the mansion on the bay.
Beside the bed in the bedroom on the top floor of the mansion, the warm yellow light and the silver gauze curtain of moonlight intertwined, illuminating the only two figures.
"Huprienne..."
Lanqi, who was sitting in a chair beside the bed, had a look of concern in his eyes.
"Don't say anything now, please!"
Hyperion's voice trembled and her tone became unlike her.
“…”
Lanqi seemed to be really worried.
The other things he had wanted to talk to Hyperion about were unimportant for the time being compared to Hyperion.
He was worried that maybe Hyperion had stayed in the magic circle of the Fallen Lord for too long and got injured. If necessary, he would call a doctor immediately.
But he couldn't see Hyperion's face.
She hid, behind the quilt.
"I'm fine..."
Hyperion's voice was soft and vague. She curled herself up in the quilt again, trying to find a little comfort.
She finally seemed to calm down and responded to Lanqi.
On midsummer nights, the sea breeze blows gently, bringing the sound of the tide and a subtle coolness.
It was already dark outside, but the moonlight coming in through the window seemed to make the entire space even brighter.
"If you still think the dream is better, just sleep a little longer. I'll stay by your side."
Lanqi observed Hyperion for a while, and after making sure that she was really okay, he said with relief.
His voice was like a lullaby, gently surrounding every corner of the room.
"…Lanqi."
Hyperion was silent for a brief moment and uttered his name.
"Um?"
Hearing this, Lanqi looked at Hyperion again.
"Were you always by my side while I slept?"
Her mind seemed to wander in the tranquility and sea breeze of this summer night, and she walked out of her dream.
"Yes, Lord Fallen said that this magic will be harmless to you after it ends. However, the opportunity to have a beautiful dream is rare. Since you have been hit, you might as well finish the dream. Sometimes her talent is not only to use magic against the enemy, but also to heal the mental damage of the friendly forces."
Lanci nodded and explained to Hyperion.
It is said that in the Demon King's City, Nakalis wants to ask the Lord of the Fallen for psychological treatment, but it is not easy to get it just by paying a price. Usually, only the demons who have a good relationship with her can be healed by her [Fallen Gentleness].
But he had never seen Hyperion sleeping like this before, so he was still a little worried and sat on one side of the room to watch over her.
"Thank you for protecting me like this every time. I have no other way to thank you except to become a duchess to fulfill your dream of retirement."
Hyperion thought about it, and finally put down the quilt, revealing her face, and said to Lanqi.
Her cheeks were still a little red, probably due to lack of oxygen, at least that's what she thought.
Lanqi was slightly stunned, as if Hyperion's sudden words made him feel a little embarrassed.
"Haha, you're a duchess, but you're a princess."
Lanqi smiled again and praised.
Even the Lord of the Fallen has recognized Hyperion. Now Kaliela will no longer use the emperor to control the princes, but will assist Hyperion wholeheartedly. This is a genuine ninth-level demon. Neither of them will encounter such a strong demon in the world.
This shadow world is now completely recovered.
Once we return to the Polant Empire, everything will be completely satisfying.
The cat boss said, V Lanqi 50, let it log in and play.
"Can you let Lan Fu be the princess? I will go back to the Polant Empire with you and become an ordinary woman..."
Hyperion's voice became increasingly quiet.
She was shocked when she heard the Ice and Snow Witch teacher say in the Northern Continent that she was the princess of the last descendants of the demon clan. Now she never expected that in this shadow world tens of thousands of years ago, she would actually become a princess recognized by the demon clan.
The recognition of this ninth-level demon was too valuable for her to accept.
"To be honest, not everyone can be a princess. Think about our old friend. Do you think Kaliela would recognize her?"
Lanqi couldn't help laughing as he spoke beside the bed, and raised his hand to cover his mouth.
"Don't talk about my aunt like that..."
Hyperion said this somewhat unhappily, but there was no hint of reprimand in her voice, as if she was reluctant to blame Lanci.
In fact, she also knew that even if Lanqi said this in front of Talia, Talia would not really do anything to Lanqi. At most, she would give him some disciplinary education.
As long as Lanfu doesn't make trouble and Lanqi doesn't drink, basically no accidents will happen.
But Hyperion was very worried that Ranch, who was becoming more and more presumptuous, would one day play him into trouble again.
“…”
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
After Hyperion's order, Lanci seemed speechless.
"Forget it, just say whatever you want to say."
Hyperion looked at Lanqi's aggrieved look and said with a softened heart.
"Huprieanne you're the best."
Lanci praised her and gave her a thumbs up.
"Don't say that..."
Hyperion looked at Lanci helplessly and said.
They both laughed and chatted as usual.
The sound of waves outside the window just now now sounds like their whispers, rising and falling from time to time with the fluctuations of their emotions.
They sat on the bed and on the edge of the bed, looking at each other, seemingly discussing an interesting topic that they never got tired of talking about every day, and the awkward atmosphere had completely disappeared.
In the bedroom, a warm table lamp emits soft light, and the curtains sway gently, accompanied by the rhythm of the sea breeze. Here, time seems to slow down, allowing them to forget the hustle and bustle of the world, leaving only inner peace and deep relaxation.
The bookshelf in the corner is filled with various books about the demonic world that have been worn by time and have slightly warped edges.
The small clock on the bedside quietly records the passage of time.
From the carved armchairs to the demon-like paintings, the soft carpet absorbs the sound of every step, keeping the room quiet.
"Looks like you've had enough rest now?"
Lanci asked with a smile, he had already stood up and pushed the chair away to make room for Hyperion to get out of bed.
"Yeah, very well rested."
Hyperion nodded, moved her body, put the quilt aside, dangled her feet, and gently placed them on the carpet, feeling the soft touch under her feet.
"Then let's go downstairs. Boss Cat has already gone to prepare dinner."
Lanqi stretched out his hand and gestured to the door.
"Okay, so where is this?"
Hyperion finally looked around the room and asked.
After she came to this shadow world, she did not leave Naika Island where the palace was located for a month.
Now it seemed that Lanqi had finally brought her out of the starting point, and the mansion she was in now was not a place she was familiar with.
"This is Leith Island. It was prepared for you."
Lanqi pointed to the bay outside the window and introduced it.
There is still a big chapter that I am still working on. I will finish it at 12 o'clock.
(End of this chapter)