Chapter 259 Lanqi Came to the Imperial Capital

Imperial Capital Helrom.

The light of the building complex propped up the heavy twilight of this Protoss Empire fortress city-state.

This giant city seemed isolated from the world. From a distance, the towering and solid barrier barrier seemed to be integrated with the sky and the ground. The edge architectural style made of hard stone and cold metal made the city full of the sedimentation of the times.

At the Magic Energy Train Station on the edge of the city, even at ten o'clock in the evening, there were still many passengers coming and going in the station hall, shuttling through the wide passage between the platform and the station hall.

In the distance, a train entered the station, and the sharp sound of the wheels rubbing against the rails echoed on the empty track. The lights in the carriage shone through the windows onto the platform in the moonlight.

This is a train with classical decoration, and there are many traces of modern transformation. Its surface is covered with subtle runes, which gradually flickered when approaching the station, echoing with the protective barrier of the station.

In the carriage.

"Have we finally arrived in the imperial capital?"

Zestira and Ranch waited briefly at the door.

Even before the door opens, you can hear the music echoing in the platform.

"It's this annoying thing again..."

Zestila murmured with a frown.

Ranchi could hear it clearly standing nearby.

It seemed to be the background music of the city of Helrom. In order to present the rich history of Helrom and the noble bloodline of the powerful people, the main melody used a large symphony, including majestic brass instruments and religious string instruments. It was solemn and mysterious while calm and lonely. Perhaps because of the geographical location and climate in the north, there will be fierce and tense passages in the modulation. The organ and the high pitch part of the rising scale reveal a sense of urgency that the war will never stop.

The melody will become faster when it descends, and when it rises again, the speed will slow down. The brass group French horn and trombone are superimposed. When the high pitch part is the weakest, the bass part is just the strongest. After the reciprocating cycle, the brain is deceived, forming an illusion that the tone is infinitely rising, and it is unknown when it will fall.

The only thing that cannot be heard is hope and relief.

It was like the heavy history of the demon clan holy war had been engraved into the bones, and there was no gentle melody and harmonious harmony from beginning to end.

Even now, its essence contains a rejection attitude towards the demon clan.

"I probably understand why you find this music annoying."

Lanqi stared at the glass outside the car door, thinking.

"..."

Zestila didn't say anything.

She knew that Lanqi was a magic scholar, so he might have some experience in making some artistic magic props and music magic.

The disharmony in the rhythm made her slightly uncomfortable, but this was not the fundamental reason. Humans who grew up in the peaceful southern continent could not empathize.

Until it gradually stopped, the door slowly opened, and a faint transparent mist floated out of the car, and the residual heat released when the stabilizing regulator was working gradually dissipated.

In the music that permeated the station, Lanqi followed Zestila out of the car door, and a transparent mirror curtain first came into view. It captured the expressions of the passengers who had just arrived in the imperial capital, and kept them for a few seconds, and then disappeared.

"It's the tradition of the station, used to record and detect the identity of every passenger arriving in the imperial capital."

Zestila said on the side, telling him not to worry.

If there is camouflage magic on the body, the original form will be reflected just now, and then the imperial police will be arrested immediately.

"What is this underneath?"

The two walked on the platform paved with gray stone. The road was lit from time to time, emitting a deep blue luster, and small ripples spread under the feet, as if stepping on the sea.

Lanqi knew that this was not an offensive spell to step on it.

"If you don't have a legal document from the empire, you will be unable to move here."

Zestila explained.

Although she usually doesn't communicate with anyone unless necessary, she is used to patiently answering Lanqi's questions.

Because this ignorant and fragile young man needs her.

After a series of complex security checks and checkpoints, the two passed through the station and came to the fortress barrier of the imperial capital.

On the skyline of Helrom, brightly lit skyscrapers, ancient churches and floating structures like other dimensions coexist. The night sky is not only dark blue, but also occasionally presents golden fireflies, like a mirror reflecting the city.

This is a city full of magical miracles. Due to the catastrophic accident caused by the holy war a hundred years ago, Helrom has left many changes beyond the physical level, even spreading to culture, society and law.

In Helrom City, humans and all kinds of hybrids live together, full of uncertainty. You may see floating sky gardens in the gaps between high-rise buildings, or run into alchemy beasts that escape out of control on the underground magic track. The shops have everything from ancient formula potions to advanced magic guides.

Although some areas of the city-state are called absolute order by powerful people and imperial strongmen, chaos, crime and violence often occur away from them.

"Stay with me, and hostile eyes will become your daily life."

Zestila said to Ranchi on the way to the Royal Academy of Protos.

The school is not far from the station and can be reached on foot.

"By the way, when we get to school, will there be anyone looking for trouble with you?"

In fact, Lan Qi has discovered that people's eyes are a bit dazzling along the way, not only the residents, but also the guards. Almost not many of them are well-intentioned. Zestila looks too much like a pure-blood demon.

"for example?"

"For example, you are reading a book by yourself in school, and suddenly a young marquis appears and mocks you."

Lan Qi combined reality and gave an example of Ikerite Feng.

"Then I'll slap him in the face."

Zestila looked up at Lanqi as a matter of course and replied.

"Good boy."

Lan Qi approved.

In terms of the culture of the demon world, this is already quite etiquette.

Since she wants to be a demon, she shouldn't be judged by human standards. Lan Qi has always been a teacher who respects the individuality of students.

"But that shouldn't happen. The guy who really wants your life in this school will hardly talk to you. He might even try to become your reliable ally first."

Zestila said.

Although she didn't expect Lan Qi to approve of her, the nobles Lan Qi mentioned were too handsome.

"for example?"

Lan Qi also needed Zestila to give an example.

"For example, at the end of this month's major exam for preparatory students and at the beginning of next month's Shadow World Challenge, most of those who want to be on my team have bad intentions."

Zestila replied indifferently.

"Zestila, how do you know about other people's attitudes?"

Lan Qi didn't think Zestila had a persecution delusion, and her words were very certain.

"I can feel hostility and kindness to a certain extent. You are very special, just like a blank sheet of paper."

She looked at Lan Qi again and said.