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"Children, don't look..."
"Is this performance art?"
"Maybe this will turn her on more?"
There was constant discussion.
Kallen's ears were red and her legs were shaking, but she seemed to feel the gaze from the sky behind her, so she could only endure the humiliation and shed tears.
At the same time, Thalia stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window upstairs, looking towards the square below.
From this angle, she could clearly see Kallen's figure.
"Very good. The greater the gap between heaven and hell, the more she will do whatever it takes to keep all the vanity she has now."
Thalia said with satisfaction.
The next step is to tell Kallen, "You don't want me to reveal my identity as a masked madman under the Card Creators Association and turn your hard-earned platinum-level card maker status into a laughing stock, right?" Thalia believed it. Kallen will obey her words.
She led Lan Qi down the stairs of the Card Creators Association.
When they finally reached the entrance and passed through a door several meters high, they had an unobstructed view of the square.
"How's it going, Lanci?"
Thalia looked sideways at Lanqi and asked after leaving the Card Creators Association building.
She believed that Lan Qi saw with her own eyes how Karen fell into the abyss step by step.
From the first time Kallen compromised, it was destined that as long as Thalia was willing, whatever Kallen was asked to do, she could do it slowly.
"As expected of Lord Tata."
Lan Qi echoed from the bottom of his heart.
"..."
Thalia listened to Lanci imitating Kallen's tone just now, and she just thought he was a charlatan.
Full of yin and yang and sarcasm.
Not only did he not seem to be afraid of her, but he also wanted to play a mental game with her, the kind where he would be doomed if he lost.
"You are so beautiful and powerful."
Lan Qi added.
"Then let's continue dating?"
Thalia hugged his left arm and leaned on his shoulder and asked softly.
She wanted to see whether Lan Qi couldn't stand it anymore today or she couldn't stand it first.
Just hurt each other.
"Well, let's go."
Lan Qi paused for half a second, and finally a calm smile appeared on his shadowy face, and he nodded to her.
The two walked past Kallen's sight.
When Kallen saw the sweet figure of the man and woman, thinking that she had no dignity like an animal at this moment, a sense of grievance surged into her heart, and her body trembled even more.
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Chapter 696 Lan Qi can’t draw
Platinum Palace, District 2, North Shore, Parrieux, Huadu.
Stalactites dominate the vault, angels dance in relief as if they are about to fly out of it, and the stained glass mosaic in the center of the dome almost imprints the colors on the marble floor.
The two were walking in the exhibition hall, flanked by two seven-meter-tall sphinxes facing each other, just like their incarnations.
"I didn't expect that there is still a difference between what I saw with my own eyes and what I saw projected in the artificial shadow world."
"After all, the artificial shadow world is just a man-made product, and it cannot achieve the divine projection of intertwined shadows like the real shadow world."
After Lanqi and Talia left the Parrieu Card Makers Association, they agreed to come to this one of the largest and oldest art museums on the southern continent and an iconic landmark of the Poisson Kingdom to spend their time together. Morning time for today’s appointment.
Although the venue for the exam projection in the third round of the Platinum Level Card Maker was the Platinum Forest Palace, since then, both of them wanted to come to the actual venue to take a look.
In other words, the Platinum Palace itself is an important check-in place when traveling to the Platinum Kingdom.
But because the hotel the two of them stayed in was too close to the Platinum Palace, they often passed by it and were not in a hurry to go here.
It's like most residents don't check in to visit local scenic spots. Since they live close by, they feel that they can go there at any time. So if they didn't have the opportunity today, the two of them might have really delayed it.
"Nearly a thousand years ago, it was originally built as a fortress to resist the invasion of foreigners. Later, after peace settled, it was transformed into a royal palace. During this period, the Platinum Palace began to collect art, and gradually began to have sacred-level and even epic-level works. Collections were incorporated into the collection, and over time, more kings expanded and beautified the palace, making it the center of art and culture in the Poisen Kingdom.”
The two of them strolled in the exhibition hall, sometimes stopping to admire, sometimes exchanging feelings, and the voice of the exhibition introducer came to their ears.
Until nearly a century ago when it was converted into a public museum, it underwent several expansions and reconstructions, and it was open to the public, allowing the public to enjoy its rich collections.
The sculptural reliefs on the dome outline the dynamic scenery of soaring condors and galloping Pegasus.
"Tata, which one is your favorite?"
Lan Qi stood on one side of the central hall and asked Thalia beside him.
In the center is the huge oil painting "The Rise of the Kingdom of Evernight" written by the ancient empire painter Stephen Martin. Although it is incomplete, it is still majestic. It reproduces the fierce battle scene with spears waving and dragons roaring in the sky. The blood of countless warriors is shed in the darkness. Bloom into an everlasting flame of glory.
On the left, in Isaac Clare's gentle and magnificent painting "The Gift of the Earth Mother", a woman in a graceful white gauze dress holds precious ambrosia in an urn, walking slowly towards the earth through the hazy clouds and mist, with loving kindness in her hands. The earth leads an innocent lamb.
On the other side of the studio, "Three Questions in the Magic Mirror" written by the Grimes brothers reflects a hazy and mysterious female face. She stares at the world in the mirror, with the vicissitudes of a wise man and the ignorance of a virgin, as if to the viewer. Questioning the three mysteries of life.
These are extremely famous paintings in the Southern Continent.
But Lanci did not express his thoughts.
"..."
Thalia just turned her head and stared at the entire back wall.
It was the epic mural "The Judgment of the Demon King" by the ancient imperial painter Tolkien. The mural, which is hundreds of meters long, vividly reproduces the story of tens of thousands of majestic heroic troops charging into battle to launch a decisive battle against the demon king. Magnificent scene.
She looked at the painting and said nothing.
But that's the answer she told Ranch.
"What a coincidence, this is the one I also like."
Only at this moment did they feel that they were a good match or had similar interests, but they were unwilling to admit it.
To a certain extent, both of them are good at painting, but they never talk to each other about appreciation. They focus more on the production of magic cards and magic engineering.
"Has Hyperion ever told you about Esmode? May Night Queen Esmode."
Lanci asked Thalia.
The big demons are not necessarily good at painting, almost all of them have their own specialties, and the big demon who was best at painting during the Blood Moon Bad Times was probably Esmode.
"It was mentioned that she is a talented woman."
Thalia nodded.
"Now that I think about it carefully, you are also a talented woman. After all, like her, you can draw sacred paintings."
Lan Qi couldn't help but praise.
"It's different. When I met her in your shadow world, she was much younger than me."
Thalia admitted frankly.
"..."
Lan Qi seemed to have been robbed of his lines and choked on his words for a moment.
She doesn't seem to have any interest in comparing herself to others of her own race.
"By the way, if the Shadow World brought you in last time, as a princess, what would you do when faced with Hyperion's situation?"
He changed the question he had been curious about for a long time.
Hyperion is an absolute conservative, while Thalia has duality between being conservative and radical. She can be either conservative or radical, depending on the situation and her mood.
"I would tell them, 'I am the devil and you are not.'"
Thalia answered matter-of-factly.
She will not accept any provocation from the big demons. Since she is sitting in that position, those who follow her will prosper, and those who go against her will perish.
"Then if you follow your long-cherished wish to restore the country, wouldn't it be more like taking the route of a tyrant?"
Lan Qi asked in surprise.
No wonder that in a world line where Thalia obtained the Psalm of Compassion and restored her country, she would become the real Demon King.
"There is no way. The Emperor of the Restoration must be prepared to be a tyrant. Not everyone can be a holy and benevolent emperor."
Thalia also had a general understanding of the first three blood moon evil shadow worlds that Lanqi and Hyperion had experienced.
"But at the end of the Blood Moon Bad Age, if Lanclos of the Black Sun can end all this and be crowned king, he must have become a benevolent king according to his character."
The more she looks at it, the more she feels that the Blood Moon Bad Era is an era earlier than the Holy Empire.
Although the super-ancient history tens of thousands of years ago has long been obliterated, Thalia believes that in the eyes of future generations of that era, Lanclos of the Black Sun will be a famous hero.
It shouldn't be that after working hard for a lifetime, everything that should be lost is lost, and in the end, you have to bear the infamy and be slandered for thousands of years.
The two chatted and walked up the stairs, the Corridor of Reason and the Corridor of Prosperity unfolded.
Just when the two of them were visiting and discussing.
Thalia stopped under a painting, and Lan Qi also stopped and looked at her.
The painting depicts a peaceful and tranquil scene.
A beautiful girl in a long dress was lying on a four-poster bed in an Icerite style.
Her eyebrows were lightly closed, her cherry lips were slightly parted, and her expression was quiet and soft, like a sleeping angel.
Her long silver hair was spread out on the white pillow, and the white silk sheets highlighted her creamy skin. Outside the window was a lush forest, with lush trees, and the mottled sunlight between the branches and leaves spilled in through the window lattice, casting swaying waves on the girl's body. of light and shadow.
"This painting "Sleeping Beauty" is indeed worthy of high praise. Although the Sleeping Beauty in the painting is sleeping, she seems to wake up at any time, making the viewer unable to help but look forward to the appearance of the prince to wake her up."