Chapter 259 Lan Qi came to the imperial capital
The imperial capital of Herrom.
The light of the building complex supported the deep twilight of this fortress city-state of the Protos Empire.
This giant city seems isolated from the world. From a distance, the towering and solid barrier seems to be integrated with the sky and the ground. The edge architectural style made of hard stone and cold metal makes this city full of the precipitation of the times. feel.
At the magic train station on the edge of the city, even at ten o'clock at night, there are still many passengers coming and going on the concourse level, shuttling through the wide passage between the platform and the concourse.
In the distance, a train entered the station, and the sharp screams caused by the friction between the wheels and the rails echoed on the empty track. The lights in the carriage shone through the windows onto the platform in the moonlight.
This is a classically decorated train with many traces of modern transformation. Its surface is covered with subtle runes, which gradually shine as it approaches the station, echoing the protective barrier of the station.
In the carriage.
“Have you finally arrived in the imperial capital?”
Zestila and Lanqi waited briefly at the door.
Even before the door is opened, you can hear the music echoing on the platform level.
“This is annoying again…”
Zestila frowned slightly and murmured.
Lanqi could hear it clearly even standing aside.
As if it is the background sound of the city of Herrom, in order to present the rich history of Herrom and the noble lineage of the powerful people, the main theme uses a large-scale symphony, including majestic brass instruments and religious string instruments. It is solemn and mysterious at the same time calm and lonely, perhaps because of the geographical location and climate in the north. There are fierce and tense passages in the key changes. The organ and the treble part of the ever-increasing scale reveal a sense of urgency that the war will never end. .
The melody becomes faster when it goes down, and slows down when it goes up again. The brass horn and trombone are superimposed. The treble part is the weakest when the bass part is the strongest. After the back and forth cycle, the brain is deceived. It forms an illusion that the pitch is rising infinitely, without knowing when it will fall.
Only hope and relief cannot be heard.
It's like the heavy history of the Demonic Holy War has been engraved in the bone marrow, and there is no soft melody and harmonious harmony from beginning to end.
Even now, it essentially contains a repulsive attitude towards demons.
“I kind of understand why you find this music annoying.”
Lanci stared at the glass of the car door, thoughtfully.
Zestila said nothing.
She knew that Lan Qi was a magician scholar, so he might have some experience in the production of artistic magic props, musical magic, and the like.
The musical dissonance made her slightly uncomfortable, but this was not the root cause. Humans who grew up in the peaceful Southern Continent would not be able to empathize with it.
Until it gradually came to a stop, the car door slowly opened, a light transparent mist floated out of the interior of the car, and the residual heat released when the stability regulator was working gradually dissipated.
In the music that filled the station, Lan Qi followed Zestila as he stepped out of the car door. A transparent mirror screen first came into view. It captured the expressions of passengers who had just arrived in the imperial capital, retained them for a few seconds, and then disappeared. .
“It is a tradition at the station to record and detect the identity of every passenger arriving in the imperial capital.”
Zestila said from the side, telling him not to worry.
If you have camouflage magic on your body, the prototype will be reflected just now, and then you will be immediately arrested by the police of the imperial capital.
“What's this down there?”
The two of them walked on a platform paved with gray stone. The road was lit up from time to time, giving off a blue sheen, causing small ripples to spread under their feet, as if they were stepping on the sea.
Lan Qi understood that this was not an offensive spell, so he stepped on it.
“If you don't have legal documents from the Empire, it will be difficult to get around here.”
Zestila explained. Although she usually doesn't communicate with anyone unless necessary, she is used to patiently answering Lan Qi's questions.
Because this ignorant and fragile young man needs her.
After passing a series of complex security checks and checkpoints, the two walked through the station and arrived at the fortress boundary of the imperial capital.
On the skyline of Helrom, brightly lit skyscrapers, ancient churches and floating architectural structures from another dimension coexist. The night sky is not only dark blue, but also occasionally shows golden fireflies, as if reflecting the city. of mirror.
This is a city full of magical miracles. Due to the catastrophic accident caused by the Holy War a hundred years ago, Herom left many changes beyond the physical level and even spread to culture, society and law.
In Herom City, humans and all kinds of hybrids live together, full of uncertainties. You may see floating hanging gardens in the gaps between high-rise buildings, or run out of control on underground magic energy tracks. The escaping alchemy beast, the store has everything from ancient formula potions to advanced magic tools.
Although some areas of the city-state where those with great power and those with strong empires are known as absolute order, chaos, crime, and violence often occur far away from where they are.
“Stay with me and hostile looks will become your daily routine.”
Zestila said to Lanqi as she walked on the road to Protos Royal Academy.
The school is not far from the station and can be reached on foot.
“Speaking of which, when we get to school, will there be people who come to make trouble for you?”
In fact, Lan Qi has discovered that people's eyes are a bit dazzling along the way, not only the residents, but also the guards. Almost not many of them are well-intentioned. Zestila looks too much like a pure-blood demon.
"for example?"
"For example, you are reading a book by yourself in school, and suddenly a young marquis appears and mocks you."
Lanchi combined with reality and gave an example of Icerite wind.
“Then I'll slap him in the face.”
Zestila naturally looked up at Lan Qi and replied.
“Good boy.”
Lanchi said approvingly.
In terms of the culture of the demon world, this is already quite etiquette.
Since she wants to be a demon, she shouldn't be judged by human standards. Lan Qi has always been a teacher who respects the individuality of students.
"But that shouldn't happen. The guy who really wants your life in this school will hardly talk to you, and may even try to become your reliable ally first."
Zestila said.
Although she didn't expect Lan Qi to approve of her, the nobles Lan Qi mentioned were too handsome.
"for example?"
Lanchi also needs Zestila to give an example.
“For example, at the end of this month for preparatory students and the Shadow World challenge at the beginning of next month, most of those who want to be on my team have bad intentions.”
Zestila replied indifferently.
“Zestila, how do you know about other people's attitudes?”
Lanqi didn't think that Zestila had a persecution delusion, and her words were very certain.
“I can feel hostility and kindness to a certain extent. You are special, just like a blank sheet of paper.”
She looked at Lan Qi again and said.
(End of this chapter)
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