The brilliance from the dissipation of the Shadow World, at its most intense mont, was suddenly replaced by a deep darkness.
In the blink of an eye, Lanci found himself within a transparent hut enveloped by the eternal starry sky.
Only a few sparse stars twinkled, narrating tales of a million years, glittering brilliantly.
Talia was standing there too, holding a cat, the stars providing just enough light for them to see their surroundings clearly.
"Lanci, you've arrived."
Talia had returned to her usual attire, having shed the veil of Fallen Heaven, no longer the pure white visage of Calila.
"Mhm, we're back."
Lanci replied with a smile.
Every ti he completed a journey, he was grateful to see the face that welcod him ho.
Having experienced the Shadow World, he felt a certain appreciation for Talia's goodness.
Without her, even just enduring within the Mirror of Tiberius would have been very hard.
"Don't think about things like that in your heart."
Talia, hearing Lanci's too direct thoughts about her, beca sowhat disconcerted, could only hold the cat tighter, and turned her body slightly away from him, to prevent Lanci from seeing her face.
She said in a faint voice.
Cat Boss observed the two back and forth.
The wind started to circle around the square in Fringe Space, sweeping over every inch of the ground, and in the night sky, the stars began to move slowly, rearranging into new patterns.
Music began to play from nowhere.
That sound, lodious and majestic, seed to compose a grand movent to mark the end of this era of Blood Moon.
The long and lancholic sound of the wind turned into a sigh, echoing in the silent air.
This was a remarkable space, where the real world and the Shadow World intertwined, forming the edge of a boundary.
Cracks spread silently on the transparent barrier nearby, with a few strands of tranquil purple light seeping through.
Soon, by passing through the Mini Void Door, the two of them would be able to return to their familiar city life in Bulida City, the Imperial Capital of the Cerryti Empire.
"Judging by the ti we've spent in the Shadow World, we've been through a full twenty-one days; returning to Bulida should put us back in the morning."
Lanci recalled and said to Talia.
The settlent for the Shadow World hadn't appeared yet.
Every Shadow World takes a while to settle, and this ti, the Eighth-order Shadow World might take even longer to wait.
"You've worked hard. Let's order more ingredients when we get ho, and I'll make you so good food – it will be just about ti for lunch."
Talia responded expressionlessly yet with particular dostic grace.
"Thank you, Tata."
Lanci said, smiling.
He hadn't expected Talia's first thought after hearing the ti was that lunch was fast approaching.
But ultimately, Talia thinking about cooking for him was sothing to be happy about.
Now their online friend and ally in the Poseen Kingdom, General Nigel, had already arranged for Tata, a fake identity for Lanci as a professor, as her betrothed.
Talia's occasional appearances in the Imperial Capital Bulida wouldn't be much of an issue.
She could even cook with ease in his ho at the Saint Kray Temple.
The two chatted in the Fringe Space.
"ow, is this the settlent space that only appears after the fall of the Blood Moon Bad World?"
Cat Boss occasionally flicked its ears, asking them.
It rembered that this Fringe Space was grander than the last ti it visited, and often there were teors crossing the sky.
Gradually, a lonely tune joined in, the lody at tis quivering, at tis drawn out, as if desperately suppressing the agony within, deep and enduring, outlining an inescapable lancholic baseline.
Occasional sharp staccato notes, like the twinkling moonlight in the night, both bright and icy cold.
The entire lody moved slowly and heavily, as if forcing a smile, stumbling on a cold cliff.
Deep in the music lay a profound loneliness and an almost imperceptible touch of madness.
"I think it is, the series of Shadow Worlds from the Blood Moon Bad World has finally co to a close, symbolizing the end of a chapter and an era."
Lanci, listening to the lodies of the Fringe Space, answered the Little Black Cat in Talia's arms.
"It's quite nice, ow."
Cat Boss's head bobbed agilely.
The rhythm of the music slightly quickened, piano chords beca discordant, as if cracks were erging in the calm surface of the heart.
The sound grew sharp, nearly a silent scream, startling Cat Boss enough to make it leap to the ground.
All the notes converged, and the music reached its climax. The vortex of emotions was both sorrowful and fervent; the long-suppressed feelings finally erupted.
Then, everything gradually cald down, returning to the lonely piano sounds from the beginning, only this ti, there seed to be a sense of relief in the piano notes.
The movent slowly approached its finale, leaving behind an emotional resonance that was hard to pacify, like an unsolvable riddle or an ever-unhealable wound.
The final modulation lingered in the air, resonating and lingering for a long ti.
"Cat Boss, you might soon beco a Divine Beast, how co you are still so timid?"
Lanci rembered that Cat Boss used to get scared by mice even at Seventh-order.
Of course, that ti it was actually the Great Love Poet making a fuss, mistaking the Moonshadow Fox for a giant black rat.
"How could a cat not be afraid of mice! Those things are way too scary, okay?!"
Cat Boss argued its case with Lanci.
"This..."
Lanci was choked up.
He couldn't tell if it was his common sense that was faulty or if Cat Boss was just different from other cats.
But he wasn't a cat, so he didn't have the right to argue this issue with Cat Boss, who was a cat.
After a long silence on the side, Talia cleared her throat.
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