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Lanqi stretched and replied, he also felt a little hungry and sleepy.
Talia nodded silently and trotted back to the kitchen.
"You three get along so well, you're almost like a family, meow, you must stay together forever."
Boss Cat squatted on the coffee table and spoke to them.
Although it knows in its heart that this beauty cannot last into the present world, it hopes to cherish it with them for at least these twenty-one days.
Lanci and Sigra had already reached a consensus that they would wait for Kaliela to arrive before having dinner together.
A table without a chef is soulless.
Boss Cat agrees with this.
The main dish that Tata served today was beef ribs that were slow-cooked to perfection at low temperature, sprinkled with chopped black truffles, a specialty of the Orc city-state, and served with mushroom sauce. Every layer of aroma created waves of flavor.
The main course is lemon-flavored salt-baked lobster rice, which is a combination of fresh shrimp and Little Night City black rice. The addition of lemon juice and spices makes this dish spicy and fresh. There is also a caramel roast duck, the skin of which is roasted until golden and crispy, paired with the fruity aroma of roasted pears and the slightly spicy black pepper honey sauce.
The rest of the dishes are still being prepared.
These were all Sigley's favorite dishes. Everyone seemed to be very accommodating to her, and Boss Cat directly ordered the dishes for her.
"I didn't expect that Kaliela's cooking skills were so good. She's just like a good wife. I almost want to marry her."
Siglei couldn't help but comment as she smelled the aroma wafting from the dining table.
"Don't you think of her as your mother?"
Lanqi asked in surprise.
"It's because she has a good temper that you can say that about her. Actually, she is very young."
Sigray laughed unhappily and said to Lanqi.
They started chatting and laughing again.
The more they talked, the sleepier Lanqi's eyes became, and Sigler's voice became lower and lower.
It was almost noon in Little Night City, but there was still no daylight.
Lunch time seems more like dinner with the view outside the window.
"By the way, aren't you sleepy?"
Sigra noticed that Lanci had been yawning earlier.
He already looked a little tired from the weight training along the way.
Logically, he should rest.
But after arriving at the city-state where he could rest, he hardly slept.
In other words, he was in a state of tension in the Land of Eternal Night. The greater the changes he saw in the orc city-state, the less he wanted to sleep.
"Kind of."
Ranch admitted.
After chatting with Sigley for a while and going to the window to enjoy the cool breeze, he did feel a little sleepy.
Of course, it is not ruled out that it was Sigler who made him relax.
"Take a break. Don't drive while tired."
Sigra spoke softly to him, sitting next to him and stroking his head.
"How many times have I said that..."
Lanqi seemed to be tired of lecturing her.
"You can't be so close to people..."
“You are special.”
After saying this, Sieglie stopped talking.
Her voice, as warm and gentle as the spring breeze, is like a hypnotic lullaby.
"..."
Lanqi nodded his head twice, the sound faded away, and he seemed to be in a cloud, drowsy.
Gradually, the only sounds in my ears were the wind and snow outside the window, my gentle breathing, and the pulse-like heartbeat.
At this time, the drowsiness accumulated during driving began to surge in like a tide, and it was irresistible.
As his vision flickered, Siegler's figure became increasingly blurred, with only the light and violet color blocks being extremely clear.
With this thought in mind, Lanqi closed his eyes.
……
I don’t know how much time passed.
Consciousness is intermittent.
Not sure where I am.
It was a time and world that had never been seen before.
The earth roared and was stained with blood.
The sky was shrouded in gray, black and blood-red, and thick smoke billowed straight into the sky.
The sun turned into a dead ash, losing its warmth and light.
The ground was no longer a solid support, but was cracking and collapsing amidst the constant tremors.
Large tracts of residents, millions of people, fled in panic like swarms of ants, but found that there was nowhere to escape. Countless corpses lay on the ground, some crushed, some trampled to death in the chaos.
Cries and shouts for help came one after another, but they seemed so insignificant amid the roar of the legion's footsteps.
On the distant horizon, a moving black wave was advancing slowly and unstoppably. The black fog creatures were taking heavy steps in unison, and every step shook the land within a radius of several kilometers.
Wherever they passed, forests were instantly swallowed up, rivers were cut off and diverted, hills were razed to the ground, and huge city-states were as fragile as cardboard in front of them. Buildings were easily crushed and architectural fragments fell like raindrops.
The air was filled with pungent smoke, dust, and the smell of blood.
A large city-state was reduced to ruins in just a few hours.
The man wearing a silver-white mask stood on the high ground, standing at the top of all living beings.
The scene of destruction was reflected in his green eyes, and the expression engraved on his mask was cold and almost numb, and he dominated the war like a god.
At this point, it is no longer possible to tell whether it is people's fate or their will.
There is only endless slaughter.
The atrocities continue.
"Please let me go, don't kill us!"
"help me!!"
"Why, why did you stoop to this level?"
Being begged, resented, cursed and questioned.
He didn't explain anything.
He just watched everything with his eyes beneath the mask.
He is sin and punishment, the demon that brings suffering to all living beings, and the black sun that brings disaster to the world.
All the doubts were like passing clouds in his ears.
Until he kills them all, or they come and kill him.
He will never stop.
【No forgiveness, no hope of relief.】
[Our compatriots have all awakened, but we can’t fall asleep! ]
The man opened his lips almost silently, like the whisper of a resentful spirit, or like the decree of a tyrant.
As the note fell, his back merged into the darkness again. Holding his black mist skeleton scepter, he walked forward alone.
……
Lanqi woke up from his nap.
Looking at the clock, he found that he had accidentally fallen asleep for ten minutes.
"Are you awake?"
Siglei leaned lazily on the sofa, looking through the window lattice at the flying snow outside the window.
Noticing that Lanqi had woken up, she lowered her head and looked at Lanqi.
Lanqi opened his eyes wide and found himself lying on Sigra's lap, and she was gently stroking his forehead.
"!"
Lanqi immediately sat up and kept a certain distance from Sigley.
Wherever I look, it is no longer the dark and gloomy place in my dreams.
The pure white snowflakes danced in the air, lightly and gracefully. In a short while, the entire city was about to be lit up by this pure white cover.
The faint sunlight shines through the window screen and falls onto the wooden table, as if a thin layer of white silk was spread on the table.
The weather has quietly changed.
The shortest day in Little Night City has arrived.
Only during the few tens of minutes at noon can there be a little sunlight.
Lanqi stared out the window in a daze.
"Why, did you dream about something bad?"
Sigray didn't mind Lanqi's avoidance of her attitude at all, and asked with concern.
"Probably yes."
Lanqi covered his forehead, unable to tell whether he was shaking his head or nodding.