Patiently waited for him to finish chewing, then placed a new spoonful near his mouth.
"Your parents were very good friends of mine, they were quite impressive members of the Great Demon Clan."
Lanci sincerely said to Tamisha.
Without the Demon Race such as Mist Sir and True Night Sir, there wouldn’t be the peace we have today. The end of the Blood Moon Bad World was all gathered through small sacrifices, flowing incessantly like time, these raindrops converged to form streams, rivers, and lakes, reaching the sky and even distant places.
"What’s so great about that, they still left me and my sister behind."
Tamisha muttered as if it were matter-of-fact.
She seemed to harbor grievances against Mist Sir and True Night Sir.
"..."
Lanci, who was still chewing his meal, suddenly stopped, his expression turning bewildered.
He leaned against the wall, slightly lost in thought.
"Lanci..."
Talia knew this was something that Fallen Lord Calila would do, Calila wouldn’t tell Tamisha that her parents were already dead.
Calila would only tell Tamisha that her parents had gone on a long journey.
Tamisha naively believed it, turning her bitterness and mixed feelings towards her parents into the motivation to eagerly await their return every day.
Lanci heard these naïve and pure words coming from Tamisha’s mouth.
Talia couldn’t discern what feelings Lanci harbored at this moment.
What followed next.
Not until Tamisha brought the spoon to Lanci’s lips again did his eyes regain a bit of brightness, and he opened his mouth.
Inside the Corridor, a small figure from the Demon Race fed a larger figure from the Demon Race, neither spoke any further.
"Thank you for taking care of me."
After finishing his meal, Lanci tilted his head, looking at Tamisha.
"..."
Tamisha nodded, packing up the meal box.
Like a porcelain doll of the Demon Race with gray hair, she quietly waited for him.
"Tamisha, actually I’m terrible with directions, could you help me explore this corridor?"
Lanci, leaning on the wall, stood up and asked Tamisha again.
"You really are too much, Lanci."
Talia was initially concerned about Lanci’s feelings, but hearing his childish suggestion, she was reassured.
From an 800-year-old member of the Great Demon Clan to a 3-year-old Demon Race child, he had everyone figured out.
This guy’s heart stood out for its unyielding spirit, always from the optimist camp.
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"Come with me."
Tamisha grabbed Lanci’s fingers and started walking forward.
A small hand leading a big hand.
Each time they passed, numerous reflections of Lanci and Tamisha appeared on the prisms, like inside a kaleidoscope.
The prisms on either side of the Corridor never repeated the same image, and the ground grew steeper.
Accompanied by subtle feelings of ascent and descent, stairs embedded with Demon Crystals appeared every few meters. After climbing all the steps and spiraling around, all noises finally completely dissipated, revealing a new space.
A massive door several meters tall made of Anti-Magic Steel stood before them, the exterior adorned with countless layers of Curse Marks that cycled rhythmically between illumination and darkness.
The moment Tamisha led Lanci to the door.
The lights on the door suddenly blazed brilliantly.
Then transformed into numerous gears, spinning and dancing mid-air, before the dazzling stardust dissipated into thick darkness.
The door to the deepest recesses of Purgatory Corridor Academy opened.
"It feels like we are at the very bottom of Purgatory here."
Talia communicated her thoughts to Lanci.
Owing to the complex space within the Inverted Corridor Mirror, she couldn’t specify how deep underground they were, but it was likely deep within Purgatory.
"This must be the Central Chamber, directly controlling the energy of Purgatory Corridor Academy."
Lanci, having never reached this place as acting principal before.
It was only as the true principal that he was fortunate enough to encounter the hidden room of Purgatory Corridor Academy.
This feeling was like the deepest part of the original map hiding the final map, only returning here at the end of the story to unlock it.
Thinking this, Lanci was led by Tamisha through layers of Barriers and doors forged from Anti-Magic Steel, entering deeper into the Central Chamber.
The dull roar of heavy machinery and the humming of Magic Energy circuits constituted the only sounds inside the Central Chamber.
The intensity of the outer Barrier had reached Ninth-order.
Even the Blasphemous Lord Melogas had no hope of forcefully breaking into this forbidden area.
The constructor of these prohibitions was clearly not Calila, but an older member of the Great Demon Clan, Inverted Lord Tiberius.
"Shall we continue forward?"
Tamisha suddenly stopped, turning back to ask Lanci with her youthful voice.
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Before them lay a door resembling a black waterfall.
Unknowns filled the path ahead.
"Yes, Tamisha, can you stay beside me for a while? I probably won’t leave until later."
Lanci answered, gazing at the small figure.
Upon hearing this, Tamisha walked through the automatically opening Waterfall Illusion Gate.
Silence persisted in the streamlined passageway and phantasmagoric corridor of the Central Chamber, they walked a long path, and by the time brightness reappeared, they stood inside a circular enclosed space.
It was a transparent little room seemingly enveloped by the Eternal Night Sky, with sparse starlight around, providing just enough light to see the scene before them.
Within the real space inside the Central Chamber, it was a world apart from the outside.
Enigmatic walls swallowed most of the light and echoes, not even a breath was detectable.
Only the oppressive silence and an unfathomable starry sky remained.
In the center of the room, several pillars of Anti-Magic Steel connected to a translucent Barrier, the Demon Clan Magic text on the steel pillars flickering with a ghostly blue light.