Don't confiscate my identity as a human race-Chapter 1186 - 795 The Scent of Talia’s Mom

The tall portrait paintings on both sides of the corridor and mirrors reflected each other, and luxurious Obsidian was embedded between them, with winding golden patterns faintly visible in the dim light, like hidden creatures from the Demon World.

"Tamisha, let's go to the Principal's Office first, you can order your meal there, and by the time we arrive at the Demon King's Restaurant, it might be ready."

When the dim candlelight occasionally swept over, the golden patterns shook as if startled, twinkling with a bewitching color in the darkness.

The patterns of plants from the Demon World woven into the carpet also came to life under the faint light, constantly changing shapes, silently swallowing all footstep sounds.

"Order anything?"

"Yes."

The conversation of two from the Demon Race echoed in the corridors of Purgatory Corridor Academy at night.

Lanci had stayed in the Central Energy Room longer than anticipated before departure.

Although he had asked Lisandra to inform Hyperion and Siegler in advance, they probably were still wondering why he hadn't returned.

Returning to the Principal's Office, he could use Communication Magic to contact Lisandra, the principal's secretary, and also allow Tamisha to order in advance, killing two birds with one stone.

"I want to order too."

Talia told Lanci, while silver light points converged in the corridor, displaying her as Calila.

If she ran into Hyperion and Siegler later, she wouldn't have the chance to appear.

They both didn't know that she, Calila, is now his primary Summon.

She also had to go to the Demon King's Restaurant to personally wield fork and knife.

"Please."

Lanci said to Talia with respectful politeness.

"You don't have to be so polite to me, just treat me as you would Calila; as of now, I'm not formally your Master."

Talia couldn't really explain why Lanci was always so keen to take her to dinner, she thought to him in her mind.

"..."

Lanci frowned and pondered for a long while.

In his memory, he never imagined what it would be like to have dinner with Calila.

"How about that, as a master, I can transform into many ideal women by myself, isn't it impressive?"

Talia came closer, smiling and boasting to him.

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"Stop talking about acting, Master, just thinking about acting with you gives me a phantom headache."

Lanci helplessly walked forward, speaking to Talia.

His top of the skull still retained the pain of Talia's high heels.

"I heard from Isatia that Abigail is actually preparing 'Holy War Romance II - Half-Witch Edition', if she invites the critically acclaimed original cast, then I guess it will still be me acting with you."

Talia followed Lanci, telling him.

She admitted that the success of the drama that day was largely due to Lanci, but she wouldn't make the same mistake again and was now confident about playing the second female lead, the Half-Witch.

The Half-Witch, as a child acquaintence of the Demon Race Governor imbued with a spirit of gentle naivety, innocent yet kind, somewhat reminiscent of Hugh.

Having lived with Hyperion for a long time, Talia certainly knew how to portray Hyperion's manner.

"Acting in a sequel too? After the first one, I nearly lost my life."

Lanci held Tamisha's hand while another hand clutched his head.

Step back ten thousand steps, if it's acting with Hyperion, Lanci might reluctantly accept, but if he had to act with Talia again, he might as well kill himself.

"Heh, I guarantee if you give me a chance to transform into Hyperion, you wouldn't notice any difference between me and her. You're prejudiced."

Talia, hearing Lanci's thoughts, sneered in disagreement.

Lanci's impression of her was indeed deep-seated.

The two silently conversed in their minds, occasionally glancing at each other, causing Tamisha to look up in confusion, not knowing what they were communicating about.

The night was falling, enveloping the top floor of the Purgatory Corridor Academy.

Occasional sounds of the wind in the quiet school corridor.

The clock had passed nine fifteen.

Outside the Principal's Office corridor, footsteps were heard.

The heavy oak door was pushed open, the air instantly warm, dim light spilled on the dark brown wooden floor, and in the marble fireplace, Demon Realm Furnace Rock Coal quietly burned, crackling, as Lanci, Tamisha, and Calila returned to the Principal's Office.

At the far end of the Principal's Office, the wide pool glistened under the light, resembling a pure sapphire.

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