Chapter 875: Lanqi and Hyperion's reunion after two years

Ikerit Academy.

In the distance, in the Alchemy Institute's botanical garden, birds were jumping among the treetops, chirping melodiously from time to time.

"Huprienne, you're not going to rest at home today. Is it really okay to run out?"

After escaping from the Duke's Mansion, Hyperion kindly brought Lanci to Ikerit College and walked on the road leading to the main building of the Magic Academy.

"It's no problem. It may only occur once or twice a week at most? The frequency and symptoms are also decreasing. Besides, I have Antanas to take care of me. I can endure the pain caused by the toxin."

Hyperion told Lanqi.

In fact, the process of her adapting to her own toxins was far less severe than the side effects brought about by using Merogas's Profane Kingship. Perhaps after forcibly controlling Merogas's Profane Kingship in Bloodmoon City last time, her tolerance had become much stronger.

It is now winter vacation at Ikrit Academy.

Students were becoming less common on campus. Only those who had chosen the winter special courses and those who stayed on campus would appear in Ikerit College. The two returned to the campus they had been away from for a long time, and it seemed like just yesterday half a year ago.

"In fact, I came to see Professor Bo Laao when I just returned to Ikerit. He also asked me to ask you to come to the Magic Institute as well. As a result, you planned to come to the Magic Institute today."

Although Hyperion and Lanci are students of the Sage Academy, after the Sage Academy had no dean, most of the major affairs were under the jurisdiction of Professor Bolao.

Since the two of them are still on academic leave and have not returned for a long time, the student wristbands have been locked and put into frozen state to prevent anyone from impersonating their identities to enter the shadow world or the dormitory, etc.

If Lanqi wants to move back into the dormitory and make purchases on campus smoothly, he needs to find Professor Bo Laao to unlock it.

In Loren's absence, Dean Bolaio of the School of Magic Engineering has the authority to be the highest administrator of the entire school. After all, even the entire Ikerit Academy curriculum system and the royal capital's city defense barrier are masterpieces designed by him.

When they couldn't find Dean Loren before, the two of them often went to find Professor Bolao.

"I live in the academy anyway. The most important thing is that I have to send Lanfu to class. She can only feel at ease in the laboratory of the Magic Engineering Academy."

Sometimes Lanqi couldn't stand the overly noisy and lively Great Love Poet. When the Great Love Poet expressed his protest, she would sing directly in the dormitory and use it as her practice room.

"Do you think the Magic Institute is a nursery?"

Hyperion felt that Lanqi now disliked the Great Love Poet even more. Perhaps it was because Tata was used to it and Lanqi could no longer adapt to the Great Love Poet.

As they chatted, they found a familiar place in front of them.

On the way from the Sage's Academy to the Magic Engineering Academy, you will pass by a cold-pressed juice shop that sells dozens of pure juices, mixed juices, and vegetable and fruit juices. Before leaving Ikerit, I often saw many students holding a drink in their hands after class.

The store that was newly opened when I entered school has now become an old store.

The two looked at each other, stopped here for a moment, and bought two cups.

"I remember that we walked along this road after attending Teacher Theresa's "General Knowledge of Magical Genealogy" class in the Learning and Education Building. We drank cold-pressed juice and chatted, and then we decided to go to the northern continent to find Asksan and start this final project..."

Hyperion looked at the paper cup in her hand and said to Lanqi with nostalgia, "It was also at that time that you said you would help me find my father. Even though I believed you were going to find Asksan that day, I didn't think you could really help me find my father."

Looking back now, I realize that day was the real turning point for all the main tasks.

She originally thought that Lanqi would shine on campus following the normal path, but she didn't expect that he would go directly to the Northern Continent and start a legendary life.

"Unfortunately, when I found Asksan, he had already..."

Lanqi's eyes suddenly became lonely and he looked down at the palm of his hand.

“…”

It's hard for Hyperion to say. Sometimes just talking to Lanqi might deduct merit. Although the deduction is small, she feels that it does deduct merit.

"But the good deeds you have done in the Kreihe Empire are immeasurable. They should be enough for you to spend in your lifetime. From now on, your luck won't be too bad, and heavenly punishment won't come again."

Hyperion muttered to herself.

Thinking of this, Hyperion felt relieved, and before she knew it, her daily prayers to the goddess had become prayers for Ranchi's safety.

"Huprienne, I said I would not fail once until the finale, and I did it. Am I not still fine now? And my work and journey are over, you see."

Lanqi sipped the juice calmly.

He briefly crossed the treeless intersection of the forest path and looked at the square building clearly visible in the distance.

In the heart of Ikrit College stands the huge building proudly, surrounded by the areas of the four major departments.

“That’s true.”

Hyperion nodded in agreement and followed Lanqi's gaze to the place where the dream began.

Although the various novel or classical buildings in the college each have their own unique charm, they all seem slightly inferior in comparison to the building in the center that blocks the void gate to the shadow world.

In the blink of an eye, even Duke Migaiya was rescued by Lanqi.

She actually didn't believe that Lanqi was her wish-granting machine.

She just felt that Lanqi was a man of his words.

This persistence and sincerity...

Hyperion bit the straw to kill time, sipped the juice, and kept an eye on Lanci from time to time.

I could feel my heart beating, and the heat of magma in my chest spread throughout my body along with my pulse.

"If we have to talk about the remaining work, it's probably the performance we agreed to with Miss Abigail. She decided that you should be the actor who plays the Governor, and then she wanted me to play your partner opposite you."

She suddenly met Lanqi's gaze, as if he had discovered that she was peeking at him, so she said so.

"Indeed, there is such a job. But this is not my main job after all. It is a part-time job to help a friend during the holidays. It's a piece of cake. I will cooperate with your performance."

Lanci replied with an easy grin.

Performing opera with Hyperion is simply a bonus level.

He even went through the hell level, and no matter how he rehearsed with Hyperion, he felt it was all enjoyment.

Goodbye to the cage, he will never be imprisoned on stage again.

"Why do I feel like you're thinking about..."

Hyperion inexplicably felt that Lanqi's relieved smile at this moment had a special meaning.

He no longer has to keep silent about it.

Daily tasks have become part of his life and habits.

"Huprienne, do you know how I survived those two hours? Your opponent is an actress who forgets her lines, tampered with the plot at will, likes to throw props around, and only thinks about eating. And you have to help her make the plot come together. This is your first time acting in that play, and you have never even rehearsed it."

Lanci held his head in his hands. Just thinking about what happened on the stage of the Brillda Opera House that day made him feel a little stressed.

Only the angel Hyperion can heal him.

He also hoped that he could get rid of the lingering opera haze in his heart through the next well-prepared performance with Hyperion.

"It's okay, it's okay. I will be your heroine."

Hyperion reached out and touched Lanqi's head, speaking softly to him.

Abigail and the crew will arrive in Ikerita in a few days, and she and Lankey will begin rehearsals.

They had more than a month to practice, and considering their tacit understanding and their knowledge of "Holy War Romance", it could be said that this was more than enough time.

However, Hyperion remembered hearing from the Ice Witch teacher that the performance date of the Half-Witch opera might be around the time Loren returns. Teacher Artemis wanted to invite Loren to watch this highly acclaimed drama in the Cretan Empire, so he asked Hyperion to save two tickets for her, preferably a little away from the crowd, after all, he was the emperor of a neighboring country.

Hyperion thought that many relatives and friends might go to the Ikerite Opera House to watch the performance.

If everyone comes to see her performance that day and she is quite nervous, then she cannot afford to make any mistakes.

"Then in the next month, we will probably be called together by Abigail to the Ikerite Opera House frequently. Will Antanas and Shinora have any objections to me monopolizing you?"

Lanqi looked at Hyperion beside him and asked.

Hyperion has been playing with Antanas and Sinora every day for more than a year. Without Hyperion, they must be very lonely.

"It's okay. They will probably come to the theater to play with us. Don't worry. They often stay at my house, so we have plenty of time to spend together."

Hyperion was eager to be with Lanch every day because of work.

Returning to the stable Hedon capital of Ikerit from the turbulent Krelian Empire at the southern end of the southern continent, the pace of life seems to have slowed down, and new and interesting things can be seen everywhere.

At this moment, there is really no worry or pressure, and she can enjoy the life in Ikerita leisurely. Hyperion can also understand Lanqi's feelings of retiring early and Tata's daily life that has already been experienced.

The quiet forest path is like a dazzling emerald, drawing an infinite number of non-repeating patterns on the bluestone road surface.

The two of them would walk on this road for a long time at a leisurely pace.

“Our school may not be active again until March.”

Lanci looked around the campus, looking a little lonely, and sighed to Hyperion.

"You still can't forget the style of the school leaders."

Hyperion nodded and agreed with Lanqi.

"By the way, Lanqi, do you remember? After we experienced the first Shadow World of Purgatory Corridor Academy, although our Demon World Shadow World footage was not made public, it became more and more exaggerated..."

Hyperion believes that it would be fine if there were images, but it is precisely because there are no images that it is imagined and passed on by word of mouth, and each version becomes a different one every time it passes through a person, and finally each version becomes extremely abstract.

"I remember that the most outrageous version was that even if Principal Lan was burdened with purgatory and had to support the Corridor Academy with one hand to fight against the prince of the blood clan, he would still be invincible in the world."

Lanqi couldn't help laughing just thinking about these trivial things.

"Have you ever discovered that in the history of the Blood Moon World, Lanclos really fought for his life in Purgatory City with the second ancestor, Prince Salvatore?"

Hyperion learned a lot about what happened in the middle timeline in the demon world of the last shadow world. At that time, Prince Salvatore, the second strongest ancestor of the blood clan, was defeated by the ninth-level Lanclos. It was also after that that the Horning Empire announced its surrender.

To some extent, the second ancestor, Prince Salvatore, was the culprit who caused the death of the Demon King in the Blood Moon Era. If the Demon King had not died, with such a strong backer, Miss Witch might not have died in Lichtens Castle.

If you ask whether Lanclos hates the second ancestor, Prince Salvatore, it must be unforgettable.

“…”

Lanci fell silent.

Although this Principal Lan is not that Principal Lan.

But looking back at all those jokes now, they seem to have a different meaning.

The two continued to walk towards the Magic Engineering Institute area as usual.

Today, since they didn't have to go to the Student Union Room, they did not cross the lawn in front of the Magic Engineering College and the old Liberal Arts Building at the entrance of the Magic Engineering College, but instead walked into the Alchemy College Botanical Garden.

Although you will be blinded by the shadows of various flowers and occasionally startled by flying birds, after passing through the botanical garden of the Alchemy Institute, you will be able to see the main building of the Magic Engineering Institute, the iron tower-style glass curtain wall building.

The two walked out of the Alchemy Institute's botanical garden, which was like a sea of ​​flowers, and saw the building of the Magic Institute.

Lanci and Hyperion walked into the main building side by side.

"Let's go back to Boss Cat's restaurant for lunch later."

He turned his head and said to Hyperion.

Cat Boss Restaurant is very close to here and is one of their favorite restaurants.

"Have you already developed a habit subtly?"

Hyperion asked him with a smile.

From the first semester, Lanqi would not leave her alone, even if it was just a few blocks between Ikerit College and Cat Boss Restaurant.

If Tata didn't come to pick her up from school, he would take her to Cat Boss Restaurant himself.

Even though she no longer lives in Boss Cat's restaurant, he would still subconsciously send her off.

"It seems so. Anyway, I would be worried if I didn't send you home. But you are already level seven now, much stronger than me."

Lanci and Hyperion went up the stairs together, thinking for a while and talking to themselves.

Not only does Hyperion have top-notch ability to save her life, but if she really gets serious, she can even handle an eighth-level enemy. She is no longer the duke's daughter who needed protection.

"No, please see me off, my dear Governor."

Hyperion clasped her hands behind her back and took a half step towards him, rehearsing her lines in advance with a smile.

The dean’s office is on the fifth floor of the main building of the Magic Engineering Institute.

Professor Bo Laao was sitting at his desk, surrounded by drawings of magic parts and measuring tools.

Not long after he arrived at the dean's office this morning, he was already drawing on the translucent blue paper with a mechanical pencil, occasionally stopping to use his magic engineering glasses to examine the uniquely shaped parts on the table.

Knock knock.

There was a slight knock on the door, as if someone was trying not to disturb Professor Bolao's work.

"Who is coming to see me at this time?"

Bolao is used to being asked for help by various people during work breaks, but not many people bother him during the holidays.

"Professor, it's me."

"Good morning, Professor Bolaio."

The door was slowly pushed open, and natural light came in through the gap, quickly revealing Lanqi's figure. Hyperion also followed in and turned around gently to close the door, then greeted Bolao.

"Lanqi, Hyperion, sit down, sit down."

Old man Bolao raised his head, took off his silver-framed glasses and placed them on the table, looking at the two people he hadn't seen for a long time.

He put down the work in his hands and smiled, a rare smile.

"You should have come to me earlier."

Bolao waved for the two to sit across from the desk, as if he missed them both very much, as if he had seen his grandson and granddaughter.

Lanci and Hyperion came to the other side of the desk, pulled out a chair and sat down.

The first time I came here was because I was brought here by Dean Loren because of the platinum-level card maker review and admission that damaged the artificial shadow world startup terminal.

As a result, Dean Loren was scolded, and Lanci proposed that the Wilford family should pay compensation. He and Professor Bolao shook hands and made peace, and their relationship became more and more familiar.

Later, since the first floor of the old liberal arts building of the Magic Engineering College was a public magic engineering technology service center, the second floor was the new magic engineering technology creative workshop of Professor Boolao, the research leader of the Magic Engineering College, and the third floor was the Student Management Committee, Lanqi and Hyperion would occasionally go downstairs and meet Professor Boolao, and they would say hello when they met.

Later, Lanqi and Lanfu became students of Professor Bolao, and their daily courses were to study and work in Professor Bolao's laboratory.

"You conducted the Platinum Card Creator Exam very well. You are fully qualified as an examiner. The most incredible thing is that you also brought Miaiya back. Tata also happened to pass the Platinum Exam. Now our Hutton Kingdom has three Platinum Card Creators and above."

Professor Boolao still feels satisfied when looking at the communication files. What Loren said, "Lanqi can always exceed the target in everything he does," is indeed true. The only thing Professor Boolao did not expect is that Loren became the emperor of Cremorne in the blink of an eye.

“It was just a fluke.”

Lanqi answered modestly, looking like a good student.

Hyperion glanced at him, speechless.

"By the way, Lanqi, take a look at this plan and see if you are satisfied with it. The 20,000 pounds donation was made possible by you, so the school needs your confirmation as well."

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

Seeing that the matter was settled, Professor Bolao showed them a plan for the new school building, and unlocked the permissions for the student bracelets before Lanqi and Hyperion even mentioned it.

Due to the outstanding contributions made by the Dimension Bishop during the turmoil in the Krelian Empire, the Krelian Empire has now given him a legal identity, and the Dimension Branch can legally register and operate their business in the Krelian Empire just like the Tyrant Branch in the Protoss Empire.

Ikerite College can now use the 20,000 pounds donation without worrying about public opinion.

Lanqi looked through the plan carefully and nodded.

"I suggest changing Toliado Building to Abigail Building or Saint's Building, otherwise I'm worried that something might happen to Toliado."

Lanci handed it back to Professor Bolaio with only one comment.

Toliado originally stole Abigail's money and donated it to Ikerit College. In the end, the college was named after Toliado as the donor. Lanqi couldn't imagine how angry Abigail would be when she found out when she arrived in Ikerit.

"Is that so? That's fine, but wouldn't Dimension Bishop Toliado mind this?"

Professor Bolaio wondered.

"If he dares to mind, the name of the bishop of that dimension will probably become Abigail."

Lanqi did everything for the sake of his good friend Toliado.

"Then let's call it Abigail Building. As long as the dimensional branch is satisfied."

Professor Bolaio roughly understood it.

There is no ordinary person in the Resurrection Church.

Lanqi and Hyperion sat in the office of the dean of the School of Magic Engineering and had a pleasant conversation with Professor Bolao.

"Professor, what is the bet between Frey and Dean Sphintos of the Knight Academy?"

Lanci asked Professor Bo Laao.

When in the Kreming Empire, Lanqi did not ask Frey in detail about his wonderful adventure in the past two years, but according to Lanqi's speculation, Frey had almost the same experience as him, sneaking into the Resurrection Church and then being appreciated by the bishop, but one of them was in the northern continent and the other in the southern continent.

"Sphentos originally told Frey that if he could find clues about Duke Migaia, he could graduate early and would no longer be restricted from going to the Crown Casino. So Frey packed his bags and set off on his journey..."

Professor Bolaio picked up the teacup and looked absentmindedly at the garden outside the window.

His experimental workshop was just downstairs from the Student Union Room, and he often heard stories of the heroic deeds of the trio of King's Capital bullies when mediating disputes.

All I can say is that in the end, the three of them acted in a similar way.

After a long time, after finishing his conversation with Professor Bolao, Lanci said goodbye to Hyperion, pushed open the heavy door of the dean's office, and walked out with some documents.

Since Loren was not in the Sages' House, Bolao simply handed over many of Loren's work to Lanci. Anyway, everyone could see Lanci's reputation and professional ability in the Sages' House, and Lanci was also happy to help Professor Bolao share the work.

The crystal clear glass curtain wall on the fifth floor of the main building of Magic Engineering Institute makes the entire corridor bright and leaves scattered traces of light on the wooden floor.

Lanci and Hyperion walked on the glass-walled corridor on the left and started chatting again.

"I didn't realize I had been chatting with Professor Bolaio for so long."

Lanqi looked at the glaring midday sun outside the window and couldn't help but sigh.

"It feels like it's almost eleven or twelve o'clock, right?"

Although Hyperion couldn't see the school's clock tower from this angle, she estimated the time to be roughly correct.

"Well, let's go get dinner, and then we'll meet at the theater next week."

Lanqi is looking forward to every day that comes.

After his non-stop work like the meshing of gears every day was suddenly reduced, he felt that he was free to go anywhere, with more time every day than he could use, and he was no longer burdened by the unbearable burden of consuming mana twenty-four hours a day.

"Then you will have to see my half-demon look. I will be embarrassed. I will feel like I am completely naked in front of you."

When Hyperion thought of her makeup for the Half-Witch chapter of Holy War Romance, she felt inexplicably nervous.

"Haven't I seen this several times in the movie world?"

Lanqi asked as a matter of course.

"That's actually different, because that's the demon world, it's like a masquerade festival, everyone dresses up as demons, so it doesn't look weird. But if I were to change back into a demon in the human kingdom, I would look like a complete alien. You, really don't think this demon is ugly... or something like that? From your serious aesthetic point of view."

Hyperion knew clearly that she was actually a female of a different race to Ranchi, and if she didn't have any special fetishes, she wouldn't be good-looking according to traditional human aesthetics.

By then, she will have demon horns and a scorpion tail, and her eyes will be more like a beast. Standing next to Lanqi, she will obviously look like an alien.

When she was a child, she still had black hair. At that time, she didn't know how to use camouflage magic, so she could only wear the horns and features of a devil, and she received many strange looks. This period of childhood made her very afraid of being seen by others as a half-demon.

Later, when she grew up, she learned camouflage magic to conceal her demon features, and she also changed her hair color to silver so that others would not easily associate her with the half-demon girl from her childhood. She chose silver simply because she loved her mother.

"You look beautiful, even more beautiful than the one I drew of you."

Lanqi answered immediately.

"No, no way."

Hyperion thought about the image of herself in Lanci's painting and her voice began to hesitate.

She herself didn't believe that she was that beautiful, but Lanqi told her that she was more beautiful than the one in the painting.

"real."

Lanci repeated.

"Then don't you think I'd look like Melogas? That's very different from the me you know."

Hyperion murmured.

If her hair was changed back to black, her features would be half as similar to Merogas'.

Lord of Blasphemy Melogas and the ordinary duchess are completely different types of women, but their features are too similar. Hyperion herself can't figure out which one is the real her.

"No, even if you really dress up as Melogas, you are completely different from her. You are you, your elegance, your sharpness, that mixture of melancholy and firmness, prudence and courage and temperament, that innocence, but it does not prevent you from having a lot of healthy and correct knowledge. This is unique to you."

Lanqi preaches to her.

"real?"

Hyperion felt a little embarrassed by Lanqi's praise in person, so she looked up and asked him.

"Really, that's what I would answer no matter who asked me."

Lanci nodded affirmatively.

"Are you really talking about me..."

Hyperion clenched her hands and said coyly.

"Miss, I lost a half-demon fiancée in the demon world ten thousand years ago. She had black hair, a scorpion tail, and slender horns. Do you have any clues?"

Lanci added.

"Hey! What did you say?"

Hyperion's face immediately turned red and steam seemed to be coming out of her head.

"A wife is a feeling. Only when you feel the right feeling will you want to marry her."

Lanci seemed to notice Hyperion's interesting expression and came close to her to lecture her.

"Stop talking, stop talking..."

Hyperion covered her burning cheeks and jogged forward.

She felt that Lanqi had changed and would actually say such a thing! "Huparian, guess what hair color, tail, and horns my favorite half-demon has."

"Hate!"

"Answer me now."

"I have no idea!"

"Just take a guess."

"I won't guess!"

One of them ran away while the other talked behind him, until they stopped after playing in the corridor for a while.

After all, this is the Magic Engineering Institute's important office location, so they can't make too much noise.

Hyperion returned to Lanci.

"Lanqi, you are so bad. You bully me on purpose."

Hyperion raised her fists, lowered her voice, and tapped Lanci's shoulder.

"Don't worry, you will definitely look good with black hair, because I have seen one...Huprienne, do you know a woman who is very close to your mother? Maybe she is her friend in the Flower City?"

When Lanqi talked about Hyperion's original black hair, he remembered a problem that he hadn't figured out in Huadu.

He always felt that something was a little too familiar.

If I had to describe it, judging from her appearance, the black-haired Hyperion would be more like the black-haired woman in the Flower City than Melogas.

"Can you describe her in detail?"

Hyperion knew a lot about the Flower City, having been there since she was a child, and occasionally heard some interesting stories from her sisters Rosalinda and Etienne.

But Lanqi definitely knew Rosalinda and Etienne, so the woman who was close to Ifatia that Lanqi was asking about was definitely not them.

"Wait me a moment."

Lanqi stopped and ran back to Professor Bolao's office. After a while, he borrowed a pen and paper from Professor Bolao and came out again, drawing as he walked.

He believed that the kind of beauty that was independent from the world was difficult to express with words alone, and only a brush could allow Hyperion to perceive it more clearly.

Gradually, Lanqi's pen presented the image of the mysterious black-haired woman sitting upright in his memory.

"Does this look like my Aunt Minnel?"

Hyperion held Lanch's arm and guided him while staring at the portrait that Lanch was gradually drawing.

"Minel?"

Lanqi had never heard of this name.

"Yes, my father's sister often travels around the world, and I only see her occasionally. For example, when I was a child, she would take me out to play. To me, she is almost like a human mother."

Hyperion felt that although her human aunt was still inferior to her demon aunt, she had already satisfied many of her fantasies about her mother when she was a child.

wrong.

Hyperion suddenly became alert.

Why was Lanci so interested in Aunt Miner? He could remember her appearance after only one look and even draw her? Hyperion was a little worried that Lanci was obsessed with Aunt Miner.

Because she knew how gorgeous, rational, charming and perfect Minelle was, and Lanci had a special love for older women, Hyperion was very scared! "No, Hyperion..."

Lanqi's brows gradually frowned, but he had no time to explain to Hyperion. He gradually thought of a series of incredible incongruous things.

Why was it that Duke Migaia was not there on the day of the Holy Silver Vine Arena, and why did Ifatia take Miss Minel away in response?

Why did the amnesiac Inoan once say something like "Isn't the Bishop of Night a woman?", while the Bishop of Destruction Ivanos should have seen the Bishop of Night in the Resurrection Church? Why did an unidentified black-haired noblewoman appear beside Loren many years ago, but no one knew that she was the Duke's sister? Then the answer is -

"Did Duke Migaia ever appear at the same time as Miss Miner?"

Lanci asked Hyperion with a serious look.

"It seems not."

Hyperion thought about it carefully. It seemed that her father and aunt had never appeared together. Either her father was busy with something and left her to be taken care of by her aunt, or her aunt went abroad and would not be back for a long time.

"!"

Lanqi's eyes cleared instantly, but he quickly recovered his expression and coughed lightly.

He must not let anyone else know about this, not even the Duke finding out that he knew about it, otherwise he was worried that he would be imprisoned by the Duke, who was good at using poison and drugs, and would lose his memory.

The bigger question now is, is Duke Migaia’s true identity Migaia or Miniel?

Lanqi no longer dared to judge Miaiya's true gender. After all, Miaiya's best attribute was concealment, and all spells such as [Transformation: Human], [Transformation: Demon], [Transformation: Cat], etc. were of concealment attribute. It was too easy for the Duke to change, and the Duke's alchemical research and forbidden black magic could not be understood by common sense.

Lanqi decided to take this secret to the grave. Miss Miner is Miss Miner, and Duke Migaia is Duke Migaia. Even if Lanqi knew the truth, he would treat them as two different people.

(End of this chapter)