[Grade: Epic]
[Attribute: Spirit]
[Rank: 1]
[Calila’s innate ability, blocks all scouting spells, conceals her own appearance.]
The protection gifted by Calila beca a permanent trait when it reached her.
Lanci could not discover it, and neither could she herself.
But to others, her face beca unrecognizable.
"Is it really Calila that I am impersonating in this Shadow World?"
Talia asked Lanci with doubts.
After arriving in this Shadow World, as a Challenger, she could see the sa Shadow World information as Lanci, but she seed more like a ghost accompanying Lanci rather than a physical entity.
"Highly likely in real history, this is the Life Soul Origin that Calila left for Lankros, with the power of Gentle Town by her side. Lankros could occasionally see her illusions and use the spells she gave to Lankros, a degraded version of [Fallen Wonderland]."
From the second Shadow World, Lanci realized that every ti a companion of the Black Sun Lord died, he would have more relics on him.
In the original history, at the age of 49, Lankros, administering the Holy Spirit Land Sect’s religious authority, likely possessed the Power of Faith and had broken through to the Ninth Order.
The once Eighth Order Black Sun Lankros could single-handedly defeat Tenth Ancestor Marquis Ulysses.
The Ninth Order Pope Lankros was probably unmatched by any creature of his ti.
The strength of Black Sun Lankros, aside from his own tenacious will and steel-hardened spirit, also stemd from the continuous accumulation of his deceased friends’ willingly given powers.
"Siegler probably also thought Calila had died. In the past twelve years, she spent a lot of ti in the Demon King’s Castle under Calila’s protection, but six years ago a misfortune nearly caused Calila’s death in battle. After witnessing all this, Siegler, who was taken back to the Polante Empire, never saw Calila again. Her feelings for Calila..."
Lanci did not continue.
So feelings are hard to convey through words and are only understood through sentint; he believed that Talia could now understand. She might not quite grasp romantic love, but she surely understood familial love.
All this was what he had seen in the illusions in the Throne Hall just now.
"..."
Talia looked again at Siegler in her arms.
She found it hard to tell Siegler the truth that Calila was dead.
Talia did not bother to counter Lanci’s remark about her "not understanding love"; she rely imagined, if after being severely injured in Nanwantina and separated from Hyperion for six years, she suddenly appeared in front of Hyperion unhard, it would probably be a similar situation.
Just imagining this scenario, Talia felt a sourness in her heart.
"It’s okay."
Talia comforted Siegler.
This ti in the Shadow World, she was probably quite like Calila.
Although possibly a weakened version of a fake Calila, in terms of abilities, she was quite similar to Calila.
She could now cast [Surging Gentle Holand].
So she was the "beautiful, dignified, mature, and useful" Calila.
She ought also to continue weaving Gentle Town for Calila, protect the creatures cherished by Calila, in return for the grace of Calila’s transgenerational legacy.
"I am right here."
Talia gently patted Siegler’s back like a mother soothing a child to sleep and whispered softly to Siegler.
After a long while, Siegler finally felt reassured and slowly loosened her grip around the grey-haired demon.
"I’m sorry, Calila, I accidentally spoke my heart out."
Siegler, wiping her eyes with one hand, apologized to the demon woman whose face was obscured,
"You’re still so young, still unmarried, so beautiful, loved and popular, I shouldn’t have treated you like my mother."
She thought she would never see Calila again, and now, in this non-dream-like Shadow World, reuniting with Calila felt utterly surreal.
It was as if she was truly seeing a friend from another era.
"Do you really think so?"
Talia’s lips parted slightly, her expression filled with fascination.
Hearing Siegler’s sincere words, she realized that every word Siegler spoke was the truth.
"Of course! Calila, you are the best woman in the world."
Siegler hugged her a bit tighter, afraid that this warm Calila might disappear from her life like waking from a dream.
This ti she was so lucid, it should not be a dream.
"If you want to hug, just hug."
Talia gave up resisting and said softly.
It had been a long ti since anyone had complinted her like this.
After getting used to soone like Lanci who respected her the least, Siegler in her eyes was like a little angel, her voice more beautiful than anything.
She had heard from Hyperion about the adorable Siegler, and now, seeing her for herself, even though Siegler had grown up a lot, Talia still had to agree with Hyperion’s words—Siegler was overly lovable.
And per Lanci’s words, Siegler’s feelings toward Lanci were very pure.
Just like the closeness and longing she showed now.
She didn’t need to worry about this child having any inappropriate thoughts about Lanci; it was Talia who had overthought.
At the side of the Holy Temple.
"I told you they’d get along."
Lanci, hands in his pockets, let out a sigh of relief and smiled contentedly, speaking to the shadow at his feet.
Talia, with her overwhelming maternal instincts refined by ti, could not resist a sincere child like Siegler.
The journey this ti would likely have smooth sailing.
"ow."
The shadow revealed Cat Boss poking its head out.
It rembered Lanci previously saying, if Hyperion and Siegler were to fight, he would eat the couch outright.
So, taking known "Siegler gets along well with Hyperion" and adding "Talia gets along well with Hyperion," it follows that "Siegler also gets along well with Talia."
Lanci’s formula was flawless.
Yet, it felt like Lanci was downright inviting disaster.
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