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When I think back on my dreams, the scenes always appear from a third-person perspective.
But if you think about it carefully, in the dream, you should be in the first-person perspective.
He didn't know whether it was a dream in the blink of an eye or the negative state of this shadow world had been activated again.
"..."
Sieglie looked at him for a while, but didn't worry too much. She just leaned back on the sofa again, closed her eyes and talked to herself.
"Now as Pope Saint Polante, you hold enough power to move the entire Seville continent. Every decision you make may affect the fate of millions of lives."
She seemed to be able to understand Lanqi's thoughts and even guess a little about his dreams.
After passing through the last Little Night City in the Land of Eternal Night, the next stop is the final destination, the Demon Realm.
She knew that going further would prompt Lanqi to have a deeper understanding of Black Sun.
Perhaps the demon world will be the final resting place where the secrets of the Black Sun are buried.
If the demon world is no longer the demon world he knows, what expression should he show on this trip?
Just like this little night city.
It is not frightening to revisit an old place and find it familiar or strange.
The scary thing is that it is both familiar and unfamiliar. It is so discordant that it makes people uncomfortable, but they have to accept this injustice. Even if they want to find someone to argue with or share their thoughts with, they have no way to express themselves.
But they must go. Escape is not a solution. The only correct answer is to move forward.
"No matter what, cheer up and go to the demon world!"
Sigley cheered Lanci on.
"Thank you, but this journey may be hard."
Lanqi turned his head to look at her and thanked her again.
With Sigley cheering him on, he always felt that the road ahead would not be difficult.
"I'll be with you."
That's all Sigley said.
In her dream, she dreamed that she was in the demon world as Siglei, and she was well aware of the turmoil in the demon world.
This will inevitably make Lanqi's understanding of Black Sun further deepen.
But it doesn't matter.
She will accompany Ranchi to understand.
Sigley stood up, walked slowly to Lanqi's sofa, raised her hand gently and covered his eyes.
"I believe you will come up with a conclusion and achieve the relatively perfect world we have longed for."
Sieglie said softly.
It was as if she wanted to pass on some of the warmth to him and let him feel her voice.
A person who thinks all the time - good at distinguishing between right and wrong, or at the dividing line between them, he can always transcend the appearance of things and stand in a world that only he can see.
While touring the world.
What exactly is reflected in his eyes?
Sieglie slowly removed her hands and brought them back.
Those eyes, like emerald green water, were still as clear as ever, filled with thought and compassion.
Sigley believed he would eventually find the answer.
"..."
Lanqi's gaze was directed towards the south.
It seemed as if I was looking very far away.
Maybe it's the Holy Roman Empire, maybe it's the sea that separates the north and south territories, or maybe it's the Horning Empire on the other side of the sea.
"Are those enemies on the other side of the sea?"
he murmured.
He didn't know, but he would see it for himself.
Chapter 777: Hyperion's Purgatory Corridor Academy Season
a week later.
The demon world, the hell city of Pascual, a hellish place located on the outskirts of the city.
The intricately interlocking corridor building is supported by pillars and hangs high above Purgatory like a hanging rivet.
On the top floor of the academy, there is a classical and solemn conference room, a towering dome with murals of the demon world, and stone statues of barriers with purple magic glow on the dark stone walls. Each of them shows the identity of the demons who can enter this conference room.
The main seat at the front is vacant.
And sitting at the head seat on the side was the school's long-time vice-president.
"We must not make any mistakes this time, including being fooled by a fake principal. This must not happen again!"
There was a teacup in front of the vice-president. He tapped the table from time to time while speaking.
"The more troublesome thing is that the new principal will have the highest authority in the school. As long as he wants, he can come in directly or sneak in behind our backs to inspect us. We won't be able to find him. We must not allow any accidents to happen during this period, otherwise he will affect his impression of us!"
"..."
The other seats were occupied by the school's management demon professors and administrative demons.
They were dressed elegantly, looking even more gorgeous and solemn under the light of the chandelier in the conference room.
At this moment, they were looking at the vice-president seriously, answering his sharp questions from time to time with a respectful attitude and not daring to refute.
They didn't know since when the vice principal became like this.
The atmosphere in the conference room was a little tense, but the leaders of the Demon School seemed to have long been accustomed to the vice-president's attitude.
One of them, a female administrative demon who had only worked at Purgatory Corridor Academy for a few years, sat at the very end and listened quietly.
Her full name is Lysandra Pukri. Her ancestors were from the orthodox demon clan and a prominent family, but they fell into decline in her generation.
Fortunately, several years ago, Lysandra successfully graduated from the harsh Purgatory Corridor Academy. In addition, her ancestors had some friendship with the Lord of the Fallen, so she was arranged to work in the Demon King's Castle after graduation. She got a job as a court ceremonial officer that other demons could only dream of. She was responsible for taking care of the princess and becoming her friend.
Maybe Lord Fallen saw that she could get along well with the princess, maybe this job was just suitable for her, or maybe the princess was just too kind, the two of them naturally became friends, so that Lysandra could never tell whether this was work or reality.
Later, the princess and Lord Fallen resolved their misunderstandings and became close friends, and Lysandra's work was also completed.
In addition, due to the prolonged war, Lissandra left the Demon King's city, Nakalis Island, a few years ago. Due to her outstanding work ability and performance as a court ceremonial officer, she was arranged by the Fallen Lord Calliela to work in the relatively stable hometown of Pascual, the Infernal City.
She was not used to the lustful pace of life in the Demon King's City, and she was trying to survive in a low-key manner every day.
Although the princess was reluctant to let her go, she also cared about her thoughts and let her go easily.
The Purgatory Corridor Academy has always been a famous school in the demon world. Lisandra had a deep impression of it both when she was a student and when she was working there.
Similarly, because she has studied here for many years, she is particularly familiar with the operating mechanisms of this school and has almost no trouble in her work.
During the period when there was no principal, although Lysandra, as the principal's secretary, could not change the school's inherent mechanisms, many things were handled by her. Naturally, her status was much higher than other teachers, and she was protected to the highest degree by school rules. She could be said to have lived in peace in this alma mater which was quite dangerous when she was a student.
While Lisandra was distracted.
"Also, tell the teachers and students not to go near the Inverted Mirror Gallery in the near future. Something is wrong there."
The vice-president sat at the head of the table, took a sip of tea, put it back on the table, looked around, and continued to explain,
"Ms. Lysandra, please send a further notice to all teachers and students."
The vice-principal seemed to notice that the principal's secretary, who was sitting at the end, was a little absent-minded, so he specifically pointed out something to her.
"Ok."
Lysandra replied immediately.
There was no sign of arrest at all.
It was like I wasn't distracted at all just now.
At first glance, he is the student who was often called upon by the teacher to answer questions during his school days.
The vice-principal nodded with satisfaction and continued speaking.
Lysandra then began to think of ways to pass the time.
Purgatory Corridor Academy is an academy built on Purgatory, with the land of Purgatory directly below. The Inverted Mirror Corridor is the magical architectural structure that connects the Corridor Academy above to Purgatory. It is like a pillar that can transmit and absorb energy from Purgatory, giving Purgatory Corridor Academy an inexhaustible supply of energy and maintaining the stability of the entire academy's barrier.
Since the depths of Purgatory connected to the Inverted Mirror Corridor is the core of the entire Purgatory Corridor Academy, even the principal is not allowed to enter. Only with the highest level of special permission from the Demon King's City can the door of the Inverted Mirror Corridor be opened.
Recently, faculty and students have been losing consciousness near the Inverted Mirror Gallery.
This incident is too bizarre, and the classrooms around the Inverted Mirror Gallery have been blocked off and will no longer be used for classes in the near future, waiting for the investigation team of demon world psychics to come to a conclusion.
No one knew that this might actually be related to Calliera.
No demon knew where the disappeared Lord Fallen had gone.
But Lisandra knew that Calliela probably came to the Purgatory Corridor Academy, and after her death, she turned into the Fallen Tenderness, protecting somewhere inside the school.
She seemed like she was waiting for someone, but she couldn't wait and could only wait in this way.
From the last time Lisandra saw Kaliela, she suspected that Kaliela was about to collapse. Through her fallen face, she could feel her haggardness and determination.
It was not until later when Calliera completely disappeared that Lisandra's bad premonition became stronger and stronger.
When she heard Lord Blasphemy Merogas's declaration of governance, Lysandra's heart finally turned cold.
……
Dozens of minutes passed in the blink of an eye.
The school leaders and demons in the conference room walked out one after another.
The top-floor corridor of the Purgatory Corridor Academy is classical and gorgeous, with dim lighting, filled with the scent of ancient wood, and carrying a magic from the depths of time. The end of the road in the distance seems to be forever swallowed by black, accompanied by a mystery that no demon has ever solved.
Lysandra came out from the meeting, looking a little tired.