MTL - Don’t Confiscate My Citizenship-Chapter 590 Hyperion no longer wants to be harsh
Chapter 590: Hyperion no longer wants to be harsh
"oh."
Hyperion didn't seem to know how to respond for a moment, so she just nodded slightly and walked towards the bedroom door.
She heard Lisandra say that as soon as Lan Qi came to the Demon King's City, Naikalis, he bought a mansion and villa, which was in line with Lan Qi's personal style of excessively following the locals.
But she never thought that Lan Qi would say that he bought it for her.
She didn't know why she felt a little uncomfortable looking at Lan Qi now, but overall it was fine. They still had a lot to talk about, such as Naikalis's current situation and their plans for the future. They were just chatting just now. , and was not in a hurry to talk about it.
Hyperion was just glad that Lan Qi didn't see her dream just now.
The two chatted while walking. Under the guidance of Lan Qi, Hyperion began to visit the villa.
Boss Cat's dinner still needs to wait for a while. In this leisurely evening, they missed each other after not seeing each other for a month, and slowly chatted about what happened to each other this month.
They stepped on the wooden floor of the mansion one after another, making a small rhythmic echo, which became the only music in the mansion and villa on a midsummer night.
“Your good friend Lisandra lives not far away. If you want to play with her, you can visit her at any time or invite her to your home.”
Lanci looked out the large window and pointed at the fence in a certain direction in the night.
Going around the grass, there is a small house among flowers.
“Uh, do I live here?”
Hyperion pointed at herself.
She still had a hard time treating this place as her home. Even if Lan Qi just said that this mansion was bought for her, she thought it was more of Lan Qi's usual joke.
"At least today, Kaliela didn't say whether you need to go back. Of course, if you miss her, I will ask her to pick you up after dinner."
Lan Qi asked slightly hesitantly.
“That’s no need, I’d better live here.”
Hyperion waved her hands quickly.
It’s not that I don’t like Lord Fallen, but Hyperion feels that it’s hard to get out of the palace to get some air, so she doesn’t want to trouble Lord Fallen anymore. It’s good to live with Lan Qi.
The more I think about it, the happier I feel.
After all, the two of them also lived in the same castle in Lichtens Castle where they had the dinner in the church, so it was not surprising.
“Let’s stay here for two or three days and then return to the Paulant Empire.”
Ranchi preached.
“Okay, I’ll go with you.”
Hyperion was imprisoned in the palace for a month. When she was freed, she walked as lively as a butterfly.
She was immersed in the mystery of this old castle, whispering softly, turning back to ask Lanqi questions from time to time, her voice was like a charming serenade.
She admired the carvings on the walls and praised the masterpieces of art 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 and his new friends from the big demon tribe complete a research and development experiment in the demon world and figure out what the "key to defeating the vampires" is in the mission goal, then he can return to the Paulante Empire with his big demon friends. .
According to the intelligence and latest progress they have received so far, the mission objectives of Shadow World have been successfully changed—
ground down according to your understanding, the ancestral land of the Demon Clan has the possibility of sealing the ancestor of the blood race. Some key magic principles may be found in the ancestral land of the Demon Clan. 】
Even though Lan Qi now feels that he has found a new way to develop the vampire economy, he still has to complete the mission goal and respect the shadow world.
After completing the first mission objective, his job as diplomat Rocky McCarthy was also over, leaving only the job of Prime Minister Ranch Wilford.
You can take Hyperion to play in the Paulant Empire while completing the remaining tasks.
Lan Qi feels that Shadow World’s schedule is very busy every time.
For example, in the original Dream Corridor Academy, before he even began to enjoy the fruits of victory, the shadow world was almost over.
Shadow World got a little better the second time. At the good people’s dinner in the temple, everyone finished it in one day and played for four days.
It’s a pity that it is a castle on a deserted mountain and there is no way to get out. It feels a bit like a club training camp.
This time the Shadow World is a completely open map. Except for the southern continent, which is an enemy country during the war and cannot get a visa, the northern continent is basically free to travel.
Lan Qi made up his mind the moment he arrived.
Must get the Shadow World into a favorable situation early, and then allow Hyperion to have fun and be free in this Shadow World.
If there is still a chance next time, he will definitely take down 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.
Lanchi looked at Hyperion happily exploring the villa, and walked behind her with his hands in his pockets, thinking to himself.
The corridor of the mansion is like a portal to an unknown realm, and every wall lamp is like a warm hand, extending help to them to disperse the night.
Hyperion hesitated and was guided.
Walking through an interior courtyard surrounded by flower buds.
Stepping up the marble stairs, the next floor gradually appeared in her field of vision. What caught her eye was a subtle change - there were no gorgeous decorations, and the entire interior turned into a fragrant garden. Inside the house, there were daffodils. The splendor, the foamy purity of the hawthorn blossoms, the prunes adorning the branches, the pale golden color of the honeysuckle, all captivated her.
The corridor stretches forward endlessly.
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 Lan Qi 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.
Looking carefully, the design of this mansion incorporates many architectural elements from the Cloisters of Purgatory 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 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, the time when they first set foot in the shadow world.
She thought that day was the best day in her life.
Later I discovered that there was a better day.
Perhaps 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 of it and asked.
After all, in the background of the shadow world, she plays the role 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 College of Purgatory, met the Witch Lady, kidnapped her from the college, and became a companion with her in the human world.
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 since then, there has been no Miss Witch, only the Son of the Sun is left alone.
The shadow world they are in now is because the story line has been slightly shifted, and they have entered a "hypothetical line" that is different from history.
“Well, it should be so, but maybe even so, the Son of the Sun will still build his villa to a similar look and wait for a person who can’t come back to come back.”
Lan Qi thought for a while and guessed.
Perhaps because he has played the role of Son of the Sun three times, he can somewhat guess the mood of the Son of the Sun.
The two of them 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 were a bedroom, a living room, and a study room in the style of the dean’s office.
The two of them sat in the study and had a brief taste of the bottle of devilish wine that Lan Qi took out from the closet.
Lanqi 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.
As expected, Hyperion drank two small glasses and rated them as sparkling water.
Lan Qi smiled with relief.
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 blur of 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.
Hibernian and I haven’t played together like this for a long time.
The royal capital of Icerite has 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.”
Huberlian’s mood has experienced several changes along the way.
At first there was embarrassment, then joy, and now, because of the reunion with Lan Qi after a long absence, 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 thought of something and looked in one direction.
"What?" Hyperion originally planned to explore downwards, but when Lan Qi said this, she turned around with interest.
"follow me."
Lanchi chuckled and clicked his fingers.
Further down is the restaurant, which may 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 you step out of the house, your vision suddenly becomes 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 Necalis Sea.
At this point, you can finally hear the music and opera being performed in the restaurant downstairs like a program, and from time to time there is a slight sound of clinking glasses. You can imagine that the wine is foaming in the slender glasses and being touched by customers.
But there are also some in Ranchi.
In this mansion, you can see unknown wines and a complete set of wine glasses within a few steps, and even more on the terrace.
Lanchi 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 could see the outline of the palace on the other side."
Lanchi whispered like this,
“At the end of the bay, the eternal blue light of the palace boundary is always so bright.”
Lan Qi reached 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.
At this moment, she finally understood where she was.
And why Lan Qi bought this mansion after coming to the devil world.
Looking from this side.
Once, the light from the palace seemed so close in the distance between them, so close that it seemed that they could be touched.
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 are already standing beside each other.
“Yes, actually in my dreams these past few days I have been worried about whether you would be happy over there. Fortunately, Lissandra told me that you are safe in the palace.”
Lan Qi admitted, and then looked at the other side again, enjoying the leisurely moment.
The wind outside became louder, and the Naika Island on the other side was already full of 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.
The main reason is that Hyperion stopped talking.
“It turns out that you can also dream.”
Hyperion sighed.
“Of course, I am also capable of falling into the gentle land, okay.”
Lanchi always felt that Hyperion regarded him as a monster.
Actually, he is quite normal.
“Lan Qi, if the content of the dream changes in the gentle land of falling, what does it mean?”
Hyperion looked at the bay and murmured.
Actually, if there is anything I still don’t understand after waking up, it’s the magic of the falling gentle land.
I'm afraid only Qing Luo and Lan Qi can give her the answer.
Lan Qi can also be considered a fallen master of Gentle Village.
“It means that there are more dreams that you thought could not be realized in reality.”
With the professionalism of a psychological counselor, Lanci walked to the nearest table beside the balcony fence, picked up a glass, poured two glasses of grape juice that he could also drink, and handed one to Hyperion.
Huberlian’s eyes flashed with disappointment.
But she quickly covered it up.
“That’s it.”
She whispered with relief.
Sure enough.
A dream that cannot be realized.
This church wedding dream 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.”
Lanqi 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 dreams you have , I’ll just help you realize it.”
Lan Qi looked at her, raised the wine glass in his hand, and promised with a grin.
Hyperion seemed to be stunned for a moment after hearing his words. When she came back to her senses, she found herself under a sky of dancing phosphorescent stars.
The sight in front of 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.
This midsummer starry sky spreads across the boundless sky. Countless stars seem to be fragments of time, shining with eternal brilliance, intertwining into a dazzling star map in the sky, integrating the depth of night and dreams.
The world in Gentle Village seems to have not yet melted, and the heartbeat keeps repeating in the echoing moment, guiding her while she is half asleep.
She remembered that when she was asleep late at night and tired, 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.
To ask her to give up now, it doesn’t take just a nod.
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. It seemed like a cool breeze, and it seemed like the lightest feather, leaving a gentle touch on his skin.
“Lanqi, thank you.”
Hyperion's words were extremely clumsy and dull, but they were like a trickle, gentle and intense.
Lanqi didn't speak for several seconds, 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 look like his brain was shutting down.
Gradually, she felt a little ashamed, her heart beat 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, he may not even be friends in the future.
“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?"
Hyperion saw Lan Qi’s attitude.
Although her heartbeat suddenly accelerated again, she felt relieved for some reason, and even felt a strong secret of joy.
“I started a live broadcast…”
Lanqi was worried that Loren could not withstand the pressure, so he planned to broadcast for a while to report to Dean Loren that he was safe and let him see that he had successfully picked up Hyperion.
But he never expected that Hyperion would kiss him suddenly.
At this time, Dean Loren may be under greater pressure.
The seventh-level shadow world that the Hutton people thought was a world where fourth- and fifth-level students were struggling to survive in a desperate situation, and it collapsed immediately after it was broadcast.
The actual Shadow World - A Midsummer Night's Love screening that Iclita College saw after three weeks.
Hyperion: “??!”
She covered her cheeks.
“Ah ah ah…”
She felt that she could not return to Icerite.
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(End of this chapter)
