He got up from the steps and walked over to Tamisha’s side.
"Tamisha, sorry to keep you waiting."
Lanci squatted down, looking Tamisha in the eyes as he spoke.
"Do you want to eat something? I’ve saved quite a bit for you."
Tamisha pointed to the four-tiered lunch box set aside.
She only ate one box herself, and two were left for the Phantom Demon’s lunch.
"No need, you’ve already fed me well enough in the corridor, thanks to your care, I survived."
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Lanci smiled at Tamisha.
"..."
Tamisha was slightly stunned; she rarely received such words of gratitude and didn’t know how to respond,
"Then I’ll feed you again when you’re hungry, you need to eat well, or else you are going to faint again."
She could only say so.
"Then you promise me too, I’ll still be here for a while after this. You’ve got to eat well at noon, or else your teachings will lack conviction, and I won’t want to eat well either."
Lanci responded.
He pointed to the lunch box, implying that Tamisha might need to eat another box to fill up at noon.
"Mm."
Tamisha nodded.
After these words.
Lanci turned and walked toward the abyss-like, deep purple mirror Magic Device behind him.
"Lanci, you’ve got a good relationship with her, she’s willing to face you in her true form."
Talia said in Lanci’s mind.
Lanci’s mentality was just that good, having just experienced such a real ordeal, he could still talk softly to a child afterwards.
Quite different from those adults who would snap at children when upset.
It seems he is indeed a good teacher, and he will also make a good father.
"Tamisha is truly a good kid, inheriting her father’s resilience and her mother’s gentleness."
Lanci remarked regretfully.
Whenever he saw Tamisha, he would recall the seemingly aloof yet silly Mist Sir and the hardworking Demon Race genius, True Night Sir.
"I also think Tamisha is very cute."
Talia agreed.
Tamisha was simply a little Talia.
"Pfft."
Lanci almost laughed out loud.
Unless Talia could also turn into a little gray cat, he might agree with Talia’s statement.
"You dream on! Even if I die, starving outside the Boss Cat Restaurant, I would never turn into a little gray cat!"
Talia warned Lanci.
Lanci had had this thought more than once, but she would never turn into a little gray cat for Lanci to pet!
Momentarily, Lanci returned to the front of the Mirror of Tiberius on the steps.
The air around the mirror’s edge rippled slightly due to the Void Force, and Magic Power began to gently dance over the calm mirror surface.
Lanci raised his hand towards the mirror; leaning slightly forward, his figure stepped into the mirror, merging into the void surrounded by deep purple light.
Then, once again, Lanci felt himself plunging from the sea of stars, occasionally seeing light and colors intertwined.
Until the falling slowed, gravity heavily pressed on him, and brilliant white light burst from the exit, rushing towards him.
All of this transformed into understandable characters information that flooded into his brain.
[Inverted Future Fantasy Realm]
[Activation Successful]
[Remaining Usage: 1]
[Name: Lankelos Saint Anastasius]
[Current Status: Ninth-order]
[Attribute: Sealing/Light]
[Spell: Immortal Eternal Penalty, Chimera Decree, Radiance Corona, Eternal Radiant Destruction, Indestructible Lapis Body… The Last Gentle Town.]
[Accessories: Huo Ning Empire Test Site Military Tag, Loser’s Broken Blade, Unnamed Ring, Traveler’s Pocket Watch, Witch’s Warm Accompaniment, Glatstone Emblem… Holy Polante Silver Mask.] Experience more content on freewebnovel
[Character Attributes Recorded]
[Divination Result: Death Approaches]
[Place of Departure: Demon World, Purgatory City Pasqual, Suburbs, Purgatory Corridor Academy]
[Remaining Life Span: 5 days 11 hours 06 minutes]
After this text surged into his mind.
Lanci’s dizziness wasn’t as strong as the previous time.
He closed his eyes calmly, feeling the surroundings.
When he opened his eyes again, he was sitting in the Principal’s Office of Purgatory Corridor Academy.
Outside the window, the harsh cold wind carried sparse snowflakes, carelessly rising in the skies of the Demon World Pasqual, mixed with gold in the noontide sun shining into the Principal’s Office.
It seemed to have reached noon in Purgatory City.
Close by on the window glass, a face wearing a silver-white mask reflected back, like a brand welded onto his face, the cold green eyes clearly visible through the mask.
Just like the previous time, after entering the [Mirror of Tiberius], he found himself back in the Principal’s Office.
The next second, semi-transparent texts of the Demon Race also began to enter his sight—
[Holy Polante Theocracy Year 614, December 25.]
[...]
[In Purgatory Corridor Academy, you felt the call of fate approaching, and awakened.]
[Probably in these last few days, your life will also come to a close.]
[You have recently discovered through a prescient dream that the current peace is but an illusion, the Blood Clan has yet to repent at all, they’re plotting a greater conspiracy within the Huo Ning Empire, everything is just waiting for your time of death, then they will begin their counterattack. And it seems they too have divined all this, knowing roughly when you will die, when you will start to weaken.]
[You finally understand the feelings with which Calila died.]
[Before you, she had already seen everything through the prescient dreams.]
[But you still don’t understand why, even knowing everything, she didn’t directly tell you, but instead let you choose whether to uncover the truth yourself.]