Chapter 590: Hyperion No Longer Wants to Be Stubborn

"Oh."

Huprienne seemed to have no idea how to respond. She just nodded slightly and walked out of the bedroom door.

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

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

She didn't know why she felt a little uncomfortable looking at Ranch now, but overall it was okay. They still had a lot to talk about, such as Nakalis's current situation and their plans for the future. They were just chatting just now and were not in a hurry to talk about it.

Huprienne was just glad that Ranch didn't see her dream just now.

The two walked and talked, and under Ranch's leadership, Hyperion began to visit the villa.

Boss Cat's dinner still needed to wait for a while. In this leisurely evening, they missed each other after not seeing each other for a month, and slowly talked about what happened to each of them this month.

They stepped on the wooden floor of the mansion one after another, making a rhythmic echo, which became the only movement of the mansion villa on a midsummer night.

"Your good friend Lisandra lives not far away. If you want to play with her, you can go to see her at any time, or invite her to your home."

Lan Qi looked out of the large townhouse window and pointed to a fence in a certain direction in the night.

Going around the lawn, there was a small house in the flowers.

"Uh, do I live here?"

Huprienne pointed at herself.

It was still difficult for her to regard this place as her home. Even though Lan Qi just said that this mansion was bought for her, she thought it was more of a joke that Lan Qi used to say.

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

Lan Qi asked with a little hesitation.

"No need, I'd better live here."

Huprienne waved her hand quickly.

It's not that she doesn't like Lord Fallen, but Hyperion thinks it's rare to go out of the palace for a breath of fresh air, so she'd better not bother Lord Fallen anymore. It's good to live with Lanqi.

The more she thought about it, the happier she felt.

After all, they lived in the same castle when they had the dinner in the Holy Church, Lichtens Castle, so there's nothing strange about it.

"Let's stay here for two or three days and then go back to the Polant Empire."

Lanqi said.

"Okay, I'll go with you."

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

She was immersed in the mystery of the castle, whispering and humming, and occasionally turning back to ask Lanqi questions. Her voice was like a charming serenade.

She admired the carvings on the walls and praised the artistic masterpieces designed by Lanqi on the ceiling.

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

He would take care of everything.

As long as he and his new friends from the Great Demon Clan complete a research and development experiment in the Demon World and figure out what the [key to defeating the vampires] in the mission objective is, he can then bring his friends from the Great Demon Clan back to the Polant Empire.

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

[Mission Objective 1: According to your understanding, the Demon Clan's ancestral land has the possibility of sealing the ancestor of the vampires, and perhaps some key principles of the magic formula 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 objective and respect the Shadow World.

After completing the first mission objective, his work as a diplomat of Rocky McCarthy is also over, and only the work of Prime Minister Lanqi Wilford is left.

He can take Hyperion to play in the Polant Empire while doing the remaining tasks.

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

For example, in the Dream Corridor Academy, he had not yet begun to enjoy the fruits of victory, and the Shadow World was almost over.

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

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

This time the Shadow World was a completely open map. Except that the southern continent was a wartime enemy country and could not get a visa, the northern continent was basically open.

Lanqi made up his mind the moment he arrived.

He 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 another chance next time, he must take down the southern continent as well, so that Hyperion can go wherever she wants.

Sure enough, compared to drawing on paper, drawing on the map is more fulfilling.

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 to an unknown place, and every wall lamp was like a warm hand, reaching out to them and dispelling the night.

Hyperion was wandering and being guided.

Passing through the indoor courtyard surrounded by flower buds.

Stepping on the marble stairs, the next floor gradually appeared in her field of vision, and what came into her eyes was a subtle change - there was no gorgeous decoration there, and the whole interior became a fragrant garden. Inside the house, the brilliance of daffodils, the purity of hawthorn flowers like foam, the branches of plum blossoms, and the pale golden color of honeysuckle flowers all made her fall in love with them.

The corridor stretched endlessly forward.

With refreshing silence, Hyperion and Lanci walked step by step through a series of Naikalis-style concert halls and reception rooms in the style of restoring the ancient demon world. Every place seemed unusually quiet, as if there were invisible audiences hidden. , watching their figures quietly.

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

If you look closely, the design of this mansion incorporates many architectural elements from Purgatory Cloister Academy.

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

Hyperion sighed.

"Do you not like it?"

Lan Qi looked at her and asked.

"No, I love it."

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, the time when they first set foot in the shadow world.

She thought that day was the best day in her life.

Later it turned out that there was a better day.

Maybe today.

"You said that 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 identity of Miss Witch, while Lan Qi plays the son of the sun.

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

In the second shadow world, the real historical story is that the Witch Lady died at the Temple Villain’s Dinner and gave all her royal blood to the Son of the Sun.

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

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

"Well, probably so, but maybe even so, the Son of the Sun will still build his villa into a similar look, waiting for someone who can't come back to come back."

Lan Qi thought for a while and guessed.

Perhaps because he had played the Son of the Sun three times, he could somewhat guess the mood of the Son of the Sun.

The two chatted leisurely and walked up the stairs again.

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

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

The two of them sat in the study and had a brief taste of the bottle of devilish flower wine that Lan Qi took out from the closet.

Lan Qi didn't dare to drink it herself, but last time on the sixth floor of Hellrom Prison, Hyperion discovered that she was a good drinker, so when she saw the wine later, she wanted to try it.

Sure enough, Hyperian drank two small glasses and judged them to be sparkling water.

Lan Qi smiled relievedly.

He took the wealth in his mansion very casually, and after Hyperion appeared, all this became insignificant.

Until he brought Hyperion to the third floor, a solemn door stood in front of them. The gilded pattern inlaid on the towering door leaf shone with a blurred light under the reflection of the glass window.

Two floors further down is the business level of the restaurant.

Opening the door, you are greeted by the faint scent of candle fragrance from the third layer.

"I'm so happy today. I had to find you before the shadow world became happy."

Lan Qi smiled heartily.

It’s been a long time since I played like this with Hyperion.

The royal capital of Icerite has already been visited by them, or in other words, as a local of Hyperion, Icerite has no meaning to her other than living there.

"Yes, it was only after I met you that I felt I could be so happy every day."

Along the way, Hyperion's mood had undergone several changes.

There was initial embarrassment, then joy, and now, because of the long separation and reunion with Lan Qi, she fell into a kind of selflessness.

She once suffered in the long night of waiting in the palace, not knowing when Lan Qi would come to the devil world, and the tension in her heart was indescribable.

Now that her emotions were finally released, she was no longer the anxious clock.

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

Lan Qi remembered something and looked in one direction.

"What?"

Hyperion originally planned to explore downwards, but when she heard Lan Qi say this, she turned back with interest.

"follow me."

Lan Qi chuckled and clicked his fingers.

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

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

Lan Qi invited Hyperian to go to the open-air garden on the third floor.

The moment he stepped out of the house, his vision suddenly became wider.

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

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

When we arrived here, we could finally hear the music and opera being performed in the restaurant downstairs like a show, and from time to time there was a slight sound of clinking glasses. We could imagine that the wine was foaming in the slender glasses and being touched by customers.

But Lan Qi also has it.

In this mansion, you can find unknown wines and a complete set of wine glasses just a few steps away, and even more on the terrace.

Lanci took Hyperion to the edge of the terrace.

They stood in a row, lying on the stone railings, overlooking the sparkling water of the bay, immersed in the tranquility and beauty of this moment.

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

Lan Qi whispered,

"At the end of the bay, the eternal blue light of the palace boundary is always so bright."

Lan Qi stretched out his hand towards the distance. In his words just now, he seemed to have felt the passage of the meaning of the blue light to them.

Hyperion turned her head and looked at his cheek.

"So, have you been looking at me from the other side?"

She spoke slowly.

Until this moment, she finally understood where she was.

And why Lan Qi bought this mansion after coming to the devil world.

Look over here.

Once, the light from the palace seemed so close in the distance between them, so close that it seemed that they could touch it.

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

Now, it is just an ordinary light across the sea.

They were already standing beside each other.

"Yes. In fact, in my dreams these past few days, I have been worried about whether you would be happy living across the street. Fortunately, Lisandra told me that you are safe in the palace."

Lan Qi admitted, and then looked to the other side again, enjoying the leisurely moment.

The wind outside became louder, and the Naika Island on the other side was already filled with lights. The magic rail train on the bridge was full of passengers, traveling to and from both sides.

There was silence between the two for a long time.

Mainly because Hyperion stopped talking.

"So you can also dream."

Hyperion sighed.

"Of course, I am also capable of falling into the tender land, okay?"

Lan Qi always felt as if Hyperion regarded him as a monster.

In fact, he is quite normal.

"Lan Qi, if the content of the dream changes when you fall into the gentle land, what does it mean?"

Hyperion looked at the bay and murmured.

In fact, if there is anything I still don't understand after waking up, it's the magic of the fallen gentle land.

I'm afraid only Luo Qing and Lan Qi can give her the answer.

Lan Qi can also be considered a fallen master of Gentle Village.

"It means that the dreams you thought you couldn't realize in reality have become more numerous."

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

Hyperion's eyes flashed with disappointment.

But she quickly covered it up.

"That's it."

she whispered with relief.

really.

An impossible dream.

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

"But have you noticed? Reality is getting closer to your gentle land, which means it is still achievable."

Lan Qi suddenly asked,

"You see, it's unlikely that anyone will bully you in the Hutton Kingdom now. We also have clues about Duke Milaya. Antanas and the others might be able to help us find Miss Ifatia. In short - no matter what you have Just let me help you realize your dream.”

Lan Qi looked at her, raised the wine glass in his hand, and promised with a grin.

After listening to his words, Hyperion seemed to be stunned for a moment. When she came back to her senses, she found herself under a sky of dancing phosphorescent stars.

The sight before her made her stunned again.

On the boundless and dim 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, stars are spread across the boundless sky. Countless stars seem to be fragments of time, shining with eternal brilliance, intertwining into a bright star map in the sky, integrating the depth of night and dreams.

The world of Gentle Village seemed to have not yet melted, and the heartbeat was echoing, repeating itself in an instant, guiding her while she was half asleep.

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

Are you really awake?

she does not know.

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

At this time, she still refused to wake up.

But possible.

If you want her to give up now, you can't just nod her head.

A wave of emotion surged into her heart, and she leaned towards Lan Qi with all her strength, stood on tiptoes, and kissed him on the face.

When Lan Qi looked at the sea alone, his eyes suddenly widened.

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

"Lan Qi, thank you."

Hyperion's words were extremely clumsy and dull, but they were like a trickle, gentle and intense.

Lan Qi didn't speak for several seconds. He just turned his head and looked at Hyperion as if he was in a dream.

Hyperion never thought that her actions just now would cause Lan Qi to show such a brain-shutdown appearance.

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

If Lan Qi feels that he has crossed the line, in the worst case scenario, he may not even be friends anymore.

"Huberlian..."

However, Lan Qi didn't seem to mind at all when Hyperion kissed him. He still stayed close to her without any warning. He just seemed to think of another thing.

"What's wrong?"

Huprienne saw Lanqi's attitude.

Although her heartbeat suddenly accelerated again, she felt relieved for no reason, and even felt a strong sense of joy.

"I started a live broadcast..."

Lanqi was worried that Loren could not withstand 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 suddenly kissed him.

Now, Dean Loren might be under more pressure.

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

In fact, the shadow world that Ikrit Academy saw after three weeks - a preview of Midsummer Night's Love.

Huprienne: "??!"

She covered her cheek.

"Ahhh..."

She felt that she could not go back to Ikrit.

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