NOVPUBLanci walked slowly toward the nun.
She seemed to feel his presence and slowly lifted her head from her prayers, turning around under the sunset light in the Holy Temple.
Their eyes met, his green pupils visible beneath the mask.
A look of surprise and joy appeared on her face.
Even though Siegler had become a dignified nun, the cunning sparkle like that of a wolf, yet with a girl’s vivacity, still twinkled in her clear and bright purple eyes. 𝚗ov𝚙𝚞𝚋.c𝚘m
"It’s been a long time."
Lanci looked at Siegler, who was dressed as a nun.
Her eyes, shimmering like purple crystals, were always bright and clear.
One could think she was the Queen of this land.
"Rocky!"
The nun rushed over and hugged Lanci.
Decades had passed, and her body had undergone a complete transformation; her loose nun’s robe could not hide her full curves.
In a flash, she recognized that familiar scent on the man wearing the mask.
"You’re not a little girl anymore, you can’t just hug me like this when you see me."
Lanci said helplessly to Siegler, trying to push her away.
However, her strength was greater than he had imagined, and pushing proved futile; he could only communicate.
The petite Siegler from the past always liked to sleep peacefully leaning against him, and back then he had always gone by the alias Rocky.
Even after she learned his other names, she liked to use his first nickname.
"It’s been so long..."
She whispered in Lanci’s ear.
"Yes..."
The last time Lanci had seen her, she was an eleven-year-old girl, now she was all grown up.
From Siegler’s perspective, they must not have seen each other for many years.
It seemed just a blink of an eye, and twelve years had passed.
"..."
Siegler was silent for a long while.
She felt that her Saint Heir might not have recognized her.
After all, she had disguised herself with a completely new appearance when she left the Northern Continent, based on the image of the girl Siegler from her dreams.
Ironically, this had turned her into Siegler, and the Saint Heir naturally mistook her for Siegler.
Indeed, who would have thought that a resident character of the Eighth-order Shadow World would suddenly turn into someone familiar in the next Shadow World, who also just happened to have the memories of the resident character.
Just as Siegler was hesitating whether to kiss Lanci to remind him,
"Why are you still holding each other?"
Talia couldn’t sit still any longer and revealed herself physically.
Siegler’s proximity and her body pressing onto Lanci convinced Talia that even if Siegler were a creature from the Shadow World, for Lanci, she was very much a real female.
"..."
Nun Siegler turned her head and noticed a grey-haired figure appearing not far away.
Even though Siegler’s hand was still on Lanci’s back, her gaze was completely captivated by the Grey-haired Demon Tribe.
This familiar scent, as if it had never changed.
Siegler’s eyes turned sore, not understanding why she felt like crying.
She then let go of Lanci and hugged the Grey-haired Demon Tribe.
"??"
Talia was confused about why the nun was hugging her.
She instinctively wanted to push her away.
Huh?
Talia was startled.
Why couldn’t she push this girl away?
"You… you’re still alive, that’s so wonderful!"
The light-haired nun with purple eyes had tears of joy at the corners of her eyes.
Her last dream had suggested that Fallen Lord Calila had met with an accident, which had woken her up in fright.
Just this morning, upon her arrival at South Wantina Port in the South Continent, she was summoned into the Shadow World through a temporarily manifested Void Gate, only to find herself in this church.
Initially unhappy about being dragged into the Eighth-order Shadow World, her mood brightened when she realized this was the exact Shadow World she had seen in her dreams for the past few months.
She even hoped she might encounter the Saint Heir and quickly thanked the Statue of the Goddess of Fate.
Sure enough.
He appeared.
What Siegler did not expect was, she would also meet Calila.
Whenever she dreamt of being in the Demon World, it was Calila who took care of her.
After that nightmarish incident on the ferry, Calila disappeared from her dreams, as if vanishing into thin air.
"You were the kindest Demon to me in the Demon World, just like a mother, I’ve always wanted to tell you this."
Siegler continued emotionally.
The scariest part of reuniting with an old acquaintance isn’t the mix of joy and sorrow at that moment, but the fear of losing them again.
"You..."
Just as Talia was about to use some real strength to let this child know the power of Eighth-order,
She saw the other party, unprotected and filled with sadness and trust.
Talia softened a little.
As far as results went, she got the nun to let go of Lanci, which was good.
"Why does she want to hug me?"
Talia asked Lanci telepathically, confused.
If the nun let go of her only to hug Lanci, she’d rather be hugged by the nun.
"She probably mistook you for Calila, as Calila’s appearance is ever-changing. Now that you have acquired Calila’s powers, your aura might have also become somewhat similar to Calila’s."
Lanci thought back to her.
Calila’s Magic Power had always easily merged with Talia’s, just like when they were creating [Surging Gentle Homeland], and just now, the Magic protection on the letter had also connected to his soul, part of which colored Talia as well.
Talia then inspected her own state.
"Huh."
Talia only then realized she had acquired a new status.
[Veil of the Fallen Heaven]
[Category: Passive Magic]
