NOVPUBThe floor trembled slightly, and the magic runes on the walls began emitting a faint glow.
Talia’s sudden appearance was like a huge stone thrown into a calm lake, stirring up thousands of ripples and completely disrupting the balance that Lanci and Abigail had just established.
Facing Talia’s hostility, Abigail maintained a calm exterior.
But she was frightened by Toriyado.
"Why are you yelling so loudly!"
Abigail’s hands trembled slightly, almost ready to activate the emergency magic defense mechanism within the spatial barrier.
"But she is a princess."
Toriyado replied matter-of-factly.
"Princess my foot, she becomes a princess after playing Cinderella?"
Abigail felt like Toriyado had drunk fake liquor today, getting shocked over nothing.
"..."
Listening to Abigail’s words, Talia felt a mixture of emotions.
When had she started living less like a princess...
Others transform from Cinderella to princesses; it seemed like she was doing the opposite.
Feeling the situation had eased a little, she relaxed slightly. If Lanci hadn’t panicked for so long, it meant it truly wasn’t dangerous.
And that powerful mysterious person across—could he actually call out her name?
"No, she really is a princess."
Toriyado gestured to Abigail.
Then he turned around, rubbed his eyes, and looked at Talia.
"Talia, is it really you? How did you end up with McCarthy?"
Toriyado asked Talia in surprise.
These two playing out a "Holy War Romance," he dared not think; it looked like he had to check the replay on the Brilda Broadcasting Channel later.
"Are you Yabo?"
Talia was equally stunned.
The person did not show any hostility towards her, and this familiar tone was just like what she had heard a century ago in the Old Demon World.
"Yes! We haven’t seen each other in over a hundred years!"
Toriyado dropped his disguise, briefly returning to his Demon Race form.
His slender fingers slowly traversed his face, as if peeling off an invisible mask.
His original features gradually faded away, his human eyes turning into a bewitching crimson, his pupils fierce and elongated, his skin slightly pale and wan, his ears a bit pointed but not exaggerated.
A nearly invisible dark purple magic power enveloped Toriyado, which dissipated like a thin fog in an instant.
without a doubt, he was one of the very few high-tier Demon Race members still existing in this world.
"It really is you... how did you end up here?"
Talia confirmed that the man before her was the last general of the Old Demon World, but she couldn’t understand why she suddenly encountered him!
"The general of the surrender faction?"
Lanci also seemed to understand at this point.
The surrender faction general Yabo of the Old Demon World, the adjunct history professor Xido from the Northern Continent, and Dimensional Bishop Toriyado of the Rebirth Church from the South Continent, were all the same person.
No wonder every time Pranay mentioned that general adept at fleeing, Lanci always felt a sense of déjà vu.
"I’m now a Cardinal Bishop of the Rebirth Church; it’s quite normal for me to be in the Cerryti Empire."
Toriyado answered,
"And you? How have you been faring?"
He asked Talia.
"!"
"Uh, just so-so, have you ever heard of a Platinum Level Card Maker? I kind of became one recently."
Talia flicked her hair to hide her nervousness, and tried to sound calm.
"Huh..."
Lanci struggled to contain his laughter, but still made a slight sound, which Talia noticed.
Talia instantly gave him a deadly glare.
"Why are you making that face, McCarthy?"
Toriyado hadn’t had the chance to evaluate Talia yet, as he was drawn to Lanci’s overly complex expression.
"All I can say is fortunes change... don’t mock the poor in their old age...!"
He hadn’t finished speaking when Talia’s cold hand grabbed him by the back of the neck.
As Lanci began to fear, he also became much more compliant.
"By the way, who is McCarthy?"
Talia forcibly shifted the topic.
She noticed that Toriyado seemed quite familiar with Lanci, almost as if they had known each other for a long time.
"You just shout ’Long live McCarthy’ on the streets of the Protoss Empire, and immediately, a bunch of Empire folks will join you."
Toriyado replied.
"...?"
Talia looked at Lanci beside her, casting a big question mark with her eyes.
She could tell from Toriyado’s words that McCarthy referred to Lanci.
But why did it sound so strange?
"It’s really weird, McCarthy, how did you end up in the South Continent running into Talia? Oh, Goddess of Destiny, you really have a sense of humor."
Toriyado still felt amazed.
Tonight, he met two incredible old friends in succession.
At this rate, even if he suddenly encountered more long-lost ancient friends in the following period, he wouldn’t be as surprised as now.
"Before he went to the Northern Continent, he was already my student; he encountered me first, then went to the Northern Continent. Also, his name is Lanci."
Talia emphasized.
"Lanci..."
Toriyado muttered the name, feeling it oddly familiar,
"Lanci Welfort? Good heavens, so the student from Loren that drove Ivanos crazy was you! I had a feeling you were extraordinary back then, but unfortunately, Ichrite’s defenses were too tight for me to sneak in to play."
He realized, pointing at Lanci.
Everything started to make sense.
"Why do you say ’Loren’s problem’..."
Lanci asked Toriyado.
"Is it possible that he just goofed the phrase, intending to say ’the student from Loren’? Don’t you ever feel like there’s something off with you?"
Talia pointed out.
"..."
