Chapter 590: Hyperion no longer wants to be stubborn.

"Oh."

Hyperion seemed to have no idea how to respond for a moment, so she just nodded slightly and walked out of the bedroom door.

She heard from Lisandra that as soon as Ranchi arrived in the Demon King's City of Naikalis, he bought a mansion villa, which was in line with Ranchi's personal style of adapting to local customs.

But she never thought that Lanqi would say he bought it for her.

She didn't know why she felt a little uncomfortable looking at Lanqi, but overall it was okay. They had a lot to talk about, such as Nakalis's current situation and their next plans. They were just chatting and there was no rush to talk about them.

Hyperion was just thankful that Lanqi didn't see her dream just now.

The two talked as they walked, and under Lanqi's guidance, Hyperion began to visit the villa.

Boss Cat’s dinner would still take some time to come. In this quiet evening, they missed each other very much after not seeing each other for a month, and slowly started talking about what had happened to each of them this month.

They stepped one after another on the wooden floor of the mansion, creating rhythmic tiny echoes, which became the only music in the mansion villa on a midsummer night.

"Your good friend Lysandra lives not far away. If you want to hang out with her, you can visit her anytime or invite her to your home."

Lanqi looked out of the large townhouse window and pointed at a fence in a certain direction in the night.

Going around the meadow, there is a small house among the flowers.

"Uh, so I live here?"

Hyperion pointed at herself.

It was still difficult for her to think of this place as her home. Even though Lanqi had just said that this mansion was bought for her, she thought it was more of a joke that Lanqi often made.

"At least today, Kaliela didn't say whether you need to go back or not. Of course, if you miss her, I'll ask her to pick you up after dinner."

Lanci asked with a little hesitation.

"No need for that. I'd better stay here."

Hyperion waved her hands quickly.

It’s not that she doesn’t like Lord Fallen, but Hyperion feels that it’s rare to get out of the palace for some fresh air, so she’d better not bother Lord Fallen anymore. It’s fine to live with Lanqi.

The more I think about it, the happier I feel.

After all, the two of them lived in the same castle, Lichtens Castle, where they had the church dinner, so there was nothing strange about it.

"We will stay here for two or three days and then return to the Polant Empire."

Lanci preached.

"Okay, I'll go with you."

Hyperion was imprisoned in the palace for a month. After regaining her freedom, she walked as briskly as a butterfly.

She was immersed in the mystery of the castle, whispering softly, turning back from time to time to ask Lanqi questions, her voice was like a charming serenade.

She admired the carvings on the walls and was full of praise for the artistic masterpieces designed by Lanci on the ceiling.

Lanqi smiled and stopped talking to her about the shadow world.

He will take care of everything.

As long as he completes a research and development experiment in the Demon Realm and his new friends from the Great Demon Clan, and figures out what the [key to defeating the vampires] in the mission objective is, he can then return to the Polant Empire with his friends from the Great Demon Clan.

According to the intelligence they have obtained so far and the latest progress, the mission objectives of the Shadow World have been successfully changed -

[Mission Objective 1: According to your understanding, the Demon Clan's ancestral land may have sealed the ancestor of the blood clan. Perhaps some key principles of the technique can be found in the Demon Clan's ancestral land.]

Although Lanqi now feels that he has found a new way to develop the vampire economy, he still has to complete the mission objectives and respect the shadow world.

After completing the first mission objective, his work as Rocky McCarthy's diplomat also came to an end, leaving only the work of Prime Minister Ranch Wilford.

You can complete the remaining tasks while taking Hyperion to travel around the Polant Empire.

Lanqi feels that the schedule of Shadow World is always very tight.

For example, in the Dream Corridor Academy, before he could even begin to enjoy the fruits of victory, the shadow world was almost over.

The second time in Shadow World was a little better. At the Good People Dinner in the Temple, everyone finished it in one day and had fun for four days.

Unfortunately, it was a castle in a deserted mountain and you couldn’t get out at all. It felt a bit like a club training camp.

This time the shadow world is a completely open map. Except for the southern continent which is a wartime enemy and cannot obtain a visa, the northern continent is basically free to travel.

Lanqi made up his mind the moment he arrived.

We must make the shadow world a favorable situation as soon as possible, and then let Hyperion have fun and be free in this shadow world.

If there is a chance next time, he will definitely conquer the southern continent and let Hyperion go wherever she wants.

Sure enough, compared to drawing on paper, drawing on a map gives me a greater sense of accomplishment.

This is the ultimate goal of art students.

Lanqi looked at Hyperion happily exploring the villa, put his hands in his pockets, and walked behind her, thinking.

The long corridor of the mansion was like a door leading to an unknown place, and every wall lamp was like a warm hand, extending a helping hand to them and dispelling the darkness of night.

Hyperion was wandering and being guided.

Walk through the interior courtyard surrounded by flower buds.

Walking up the marble stairs, the next floor gradually appeared in her sight, and what came into her eyes was a subtle change - there was no gorgeous decoration there, and the entire interior turned into a fragrant garden. Inside the house, the brilliant daffodils, the foam-like purity of hawthorn flowers, the branches of plum blossoms, and the pale golden color of honeysuckle all made her overwhelmed.

The corridor stretches endlessly forward.

With refreshing tranquility, Hyperion and Lanci walked step by step through a series of Naikaris-style concert halls and reception rooms in the style of the restoration of the ancient demon world era. Each place seemed extremely quiet, as if there were invisible audiences hiding, quietly watching their figures.

When Lanci closed the heavy door of the library that seemed to lead to another time and space, Hyperion seemed to hear a deep laughter coming from a classroom in Purgatory Corridor Academy.

A closer look reveals that the design of this mansion incorporates many architectural elements of Purgatory Corridor College.

"Sure enough, you still can't forget that school."

Hyperion sighed.

"You don't like it?"

Lanqi looked at her and asked.

"No, I like it very much."

Hyperion shook her head with a slight smile.

The two of them seemed to have returned to that ancient and famous school in the demon world, when they first set foot in the shadow world.

She felt that day was the best day of her life.

Later I found out that there was a better day.

Maybe today.

"In the background of the story, does Miss Witch have no chance to go to Purgatory Corridor Academy with the Son of the Sun again?"

Hyperion suddenly thought and asked.

After all, in the background of the shadow world, she plays the role of Miss Witch, while Lanqi plays the role of the Son of the Sun.

In the first shadow world, the Son of the Sun who sneaked into the Purgatory Corridor Academy met the Witch Lady, abducted her from the academy, and became her companion in the human world.

In the second shadow world, the real historical story is that the witch lady died in the dinner party of the temple villains and gave all her royal blood to the Son of the Sun.

So from then on, there was no more Miss Witch, and only the Son of the Sun was left alone.

The film world they are in now is a "hypothetical line" that is different from history because the story line has slightly shifted.

"Well, that should be the case. But even so, perhaps the Son of the Sun will still build his villa to look similar, waiting for the return of someone who can never come back."

Lanqi thought about it and guessed.

Perhaps because he had played the role of the Son of the Sun three times, he could somewhat guess the Son of the Sun's feelings.

The two chatted idly and walked up the stairs again.

The next floor still exudes an antique charm, with rose and lavender silk covering the entire wall of cabinets, and vibrant flowers finding a home here.

Finally, they came to Lanqi's own private space - there was a bedroom, a living room, and a study styled like the dean's office.

The two of them sat in the study and tasted the bottle of treasured Demonic Flower Wine that Lanqi took out from the closet.

Lanqi herself did not dare to drink, but last time on the sixth floor of Helrom Prison, Hyperion discovered that she could drink a lot, so when she saw the wine later, she wanted to try it.

As expected, Hyperion drank two small cups and commented that it was sparkling water.

Lanqi smiled with relief.

He took the wealth in his mansion very lightly, and after Hyperion appeared, all of it became insignificant.

Until he brought Hyperion to the third floor, a solemn gate stood in front of them. The gold-plated patterns inlaid on the towering door shone with a hazy light under the reflection of the glazed windows.

Two floors below is the restaurant’s business level.

When I opened the door, I was greeted by the faint aroma of candle fragrance on the third floor.

"I'm so happy today. It's only because I found you that the shadow world has become happy."

Lanqi laughed heartily.

It's been a while since I've played like this with Hyperion.

They have played around with the royal capital Ikerit, or rather, as Hyperion is a local, Ikerit has no meaning to her other than living there.

"Yeah, it's only after I met you that I feel I can be so happy every day."

Just now, Hyperion's mood went through several changes along the way.

She was initially uneasy, then happy, and now, because of her long-awaited reunion with Lanqi, she was in a state of ecstasy.

She had waited in agony in the palace through long nights, not knowing when Lanqi would come to the demon world, and the tension in her heart was beyond words.

Now her emotions can finally be released and she is no longer the clock that is tense by anxiety.

"By the way, Hyperion, I'll take you somewhere."

Lanqi remembered something and looked in one direction.

"What?"

Hyperion was originally planning to explore further down, but when she heard what Lanqi said, she immediately turned around with interest.

"Come with me."

Lanci chuckled and snapped his fingers.

Further down is the restaurant, which can be a bit noisy.

There happens to be a nice terrace on this third floor.

Lanci invited Hyperion to go to the open-air garden on the third floor.

The moment I stepped out of the house, my vision suddenly became wider.

There are wooden floors here, and there are cradle benches for resting. You can clearly see how big Lanqi's manor is, and you can also enjoy the fresh air outside.

The full moon of the midsummer night climbed higher, and a row of silver star sands hung in the endless night sky over the Sea of ​​Naikaris.

When you get here, you can finally hear the music and opera being performed like a show in the restaurant downstairs. From time to time, there are also slight clinking sounds. You can imagine the fine wine in the slender glass being gently clinked with foam by the customers.

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

But Lanqi also has it.

In this mansion, you can see unknown wines and a complete set of wine glasses every few steps, and there is even more on the terrace.

Lanci took Hyperion to the very edge of the terrace.

They stood in a row, leaning on the stone handrails, gazing at the sparkling water of the bay, immersed in the tranquility and beauty of the moment.

"If it weren't for the fog tonight, we would be able to see the outline of the palace on the other side."

Lanqi whispered,

"At the end of the bay, the never-extinguished blue light of the palace barrier is always so bright."

Lanqi stretched out his hand towards the distance, and from his just-spoken words, he seemed to have sensed the passing of the blue light's significance to them.

Hyperion tilted her head and looked at his cheek.

"So, you've been watching me from the opposite side?"

She spoke slowly.

Until this moment, she finally understood where she was.

And why Lanqi bought this mansion after coming to the demon world.

Look from this side.

Once upon a time, the light of the palace seemed so close in the distance between them, so close that it seemed as if they could touch it.

The distance between the two of them is like the distance between the stars and the sun.

But now, it is just an ordinary light across the sea.

They were already standing beside each other.

"Yes, in fact, I have been worried about whether you are happy over there in my dreams these days. Fortunately, Lysandra told me that you are safe in the palace."

Lanqi admitted, then looked towards the other side again, enjoying the leisurely moment.

The wind outside was getting stronger. The lights of thousands of houses were already on on Naika Island on the opposite bank. The magic rail train on the bridge was full of passengers, traveling back and forth between the two sides.

There was silence between the two for a long time.

The main thing is that Hyperion stopped talking.

"So you can dream, too."

Hyperion sighed.

"Of course, I will also fall into the land of tenderness, okay."

Lanqi always felt that Hyperion seemed to treat him as a monster.

Actually, he is quite normal.

"Lanqi, if the content of the dream changes in the land of falling gentleness, what does it mean?"

Hyperion murmured as she looked at the bay.

In fact, if there is anything that I don’t understand after waking up, it is the magic of falling into the land of gentleness.

I'm afraid only Zhuiluo Qing and Lanqi can give her the answer.

Lanqi is also a master of falling in love with gentleness.

"It means that the dreams you think you can't realize in reality have increased."

With the professionalism of a psychological counselor, Lanqi walked to the nearest table by the terrace fence, picked up a glass, poured two glasses of grape juice that he could also drink, and handed one to Hyperion.

A flash of disappointment flashed across Hyperion's eyes.

But she quickly covered it up.

“I see.”

She whispered with relief.

really.

An impossible dream.

The dream of a church wedding was so absurd that even her own subconscious mind was convinced of it.

"But have you noticed? Reality is approaching your sweet spot, which means it is still achievable."

Lanqi suddenly asked,

"Look, it's unlikely that anyone in the Hutton Kingdom will bully you now. We also have clues about Duke Migaia. Antanas and the others may be able to help us find Miss Ifatia. In short, no matter what your dream is, I will help you realize it."

Lanqi looked at her, raised the glass in his hand, and assured with a grin.

After hearing his words, Hyperion seemed to be stunned for a moment. When she came to her senses, she found herself under a starry sky with phosphorescent light dancing.

The scene before her stunned her again.

On the boundless and dark sea, the end of the long road connects to the sky.

“…”

Hyperion stared blankly at the boy and the night sky and stars behind him.

In this midsummer, the stars are spread across the boundless sky. Countless stars seem to be fragments of time, flashing eternal brilliance, interweaving into a brilliant star map in the sky, blending the depth and dream of the night into one.

The world of gentleness seemed to have not melted yet, her heartbeat was echoing, repeating in an instant, guiding her who was half asleep and half awake.

She remembered that when she was tired and sleeping soundly late at night, his figure would always appear in her dreams.

Is he really awake? She doesn't know.

She thought she was just defeated by Lanqi's cleverness and believed that everything was fate.

At this time, she still refused to wake up.

But possible.

Asking her to give up now is not as simple as nodding her head.

A surge of emotion surged in her heart, and she moved towards Lanqi with all her strength, stood on tiptoes, and kissed him on the cheek.

As Lanqi looked at the sea alone, his eyes suddenly widened.

He felt an indescribable touch brushing against his cheek, like a cool breeze or the lightest feather, leaving a gentle touch on his skin.

"Thank you, Lanqi."

Hyperion's voice was extremely clumsy and dull, yet it was like a trickle of water, gentle yet intense.

Lanqi didn't say anything for several seconds. He just turned his head and looked at Hyperion absent-mindedly as if in a dream.

Hyperion never thought that her actions just now would make Lanqi look like his brain was shut down.

Gradually, she felt a little ashamed, and with her heart beating like a drum, she lowered her head in embarrassment and grabbed her sleeves.

If Lanqi felt that he had crossed the line, the worst case scenario might be that they wouldn't even be able to be friends anymore.

"Huprienne..."

However, Lanqi didn't seem to mind Hyperion kissing him at all. He still stayed very close to her without any guard. He just seemed to have remembered something else.

"What's wrong?"

Hyperion saw Lanqi's attitude.

Although her heartbeat suddenly accelerated again, she felt relieved for some unknown reason, and even felt a strong surge of joy.

“I started a live broadcast…”

Lanqi was worried that Loren couldn't handle the pressure, so he prepared to broadcast for a while to report to Dean Loren that he was safe and let him see that he had successfully received Hyperion.

But he never expected that Hyperion would suddenly kiss him.

Now, Dean Loren may be under more pressure.

The Hutton people thought that the seventh-level shadow world, where the fourth- and fifth-level students were struggling to survive, collapsed as soon as it was broadcast.

In fact, Ikrit Academy saw the preview of the film world - A Midsummer Night's Love three weeks later.

Hyperion: “??!”

She covered her cheek.

“Ahhh…”

She felt she could not return to Ikerit.

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