Chapter 766 Sigrid Makes a Grand Entrance

If there were such a timeline.
Suppose this is the real historical line.
The Brant Empire reached its peak after a heaven-sent, lucky victory.
The peaceful golden age had arrived.
All the promises had been fulfilled.
But the heart of Black Sun Lancloss seemed to be broken.
No one knew what irreparable treasures he had lost in these dozen years.
Or perhaps he understood that his life was coming to an end and didn't want the people around him to experience the same punishment called love.
So he distanced himself from Sigrid.
Although they were only tens of miles apart, he hadn't seen her for several years.
He intended to die alone, burying himself in time.

Holy Brant Papal State, inside the Audience Hall.
Lanchi listened to the answer from High Judge Elm and breathed a sigh of relief.
As Kaliella's letter said, Sigrid had indeed been brought back to the Brant Empire.
Hearing that she was safe and sound was better than anything else.
"I want to see her."
Lanchi said to Elm.
"Your Holiness, please follow me."
The black-robed High Judge Elm's voice suppressed excitement and eagerness.
Although he knew that the Pope's physical condition was not optimistic, the change in the Pope's state of mind made him feel gratified.
Dying without regrets was better than living in pain.
Elm sincerely felt this way.

After the Pope Lanchi finished his business in the Audience Hall, he left with Elm.
His gaze swept over the magnificent hall one last time, then he walked through the black gold doors of the Audience Hall, and the clergy immediately stepped forward to open the heavy doors of the corridor ahead.
Far away, outside the gate of the Holy Brant Papal State, the members of the Knights Templar were still on high alert, their silver armor shining with a sacred light in the setting sun.
Lanchi steadily walked down the white stone steps, with High Judge Elm following closely behind.
Pope Lanchi once again boarded the Papal State's official vehicle, inlaid with sacred纹 relief.
The slowly starting vehicle passed through the bustling streets of the imperial capital, Hershalem, and headed towards the suburbs.

Several tens of minutes passed.
The scenery outside the window gradually changed from the bustling city to the peaceful countryside.
Endless green fields spread out in the setting sun, and white mountains stretched endlessly, like a long road connecting to the sky. Occasionally, pastures, cattle, sheep, and seas of flowers flashed by in the distance, appearing particularly peaceful and serene.
Lanchi quietly looked at the scenery of Hershalem's suburbs, his thoughts drifting back to that summer many years ago, when the city-state was still shrouded in the gray haze of war.
It was nothing like the colorful scene it was now.
Inside the car, Lanchi gently stroked the little black cat, his hand slowly becoming lighter.
"Great Lan Teacher, aren't you afraid that the strong-willed Tata and the unruly Sigrid won't get along, meow?"
To express its dissatisfaction with Lanchi calling it Little Black Coal Ball, the Cat Boss decided to call Lanchi Great Lan Teacher throughout this shadow world.
It was worried that the shadow world was too peaceful and would make Lanchi sleepy.
As its trump card vehicle, safety was always the first priority.
"It doesn't matter, I'll take action."
Lanchi said confidently.
"..."
The Cat Boss didn't know where Lanchi's confidence came from.

But if you were to say he had completely crashed, he had always managed to save the car that was about to crash.
Before long, the vehicle slowly stopped in front of a church in a suburban town.
The church was located by a stream, surrounded by lush trees, the sound of birdsong was crisp and melodious, and colorful flowers bloomed in competition, the fragrance of flowers drifting in the wind.
The main entrance of the church area was a white wooden door, more simple and warm than the buildings in the city. The walls were decorated with vines and flowers, extending to several detached houses, which must include an orphanage and a small schoolhouse.
After Lanchi got out of the car, he was greeted by a plain but clean old woman priest.
"Your Holiness, you would actually come to a place like this. I'm sorry we didn't have time to prepare."
The other party seemed shocked by the Pope's visit.
When High Judge Elm had notified him earlier, he had been a little disbelieving.
He didn't expect the Pope to really come.
"It's okay, I just had a sudden idea to come over."
Lanchi nodded in response in a friendly manner, and then, guided by the old woman priest, walked into the gate of the church.
"I'd like to find Sister Sigrid. Can you take me to see her?"
He asked.
"Sigrid is here. She's always been a good child. She started working when she was ten years old in the dead of winter to earn money for the poor and impoverished church and orphanage at the time."
The old woman priest responded, quickening her pace slightly, leading the Pope towards the interior of the church building.
The corridor was lined with paintings made by children with their naive strokes.
Among them were a few letters, the twisted handwriting was very ugly, but they were treasured and preserved exceptionally well.
At the end of the corridor was an arched door.
"I'll take my leave first, Your Holiness."
The old woman priest bowed.
"Okay, see you later."
Lanchi nodded in acknowledgment, watching the old woman priest leave.
He pushed open the arched door, and the faint scent of candles in the sanctuary greeted him.
At the back of the chapel was a high altar, and the statue of the Goddess of Fate under the rose window had a kind and firm gaze.
Neatly arranged benches lined both sides, and a red carpet in the middle connected to the pulpit at the end of the chapel.
In front of the statue, Lanchi saw a light-haired nun who was praying piously to the goddess.
She had smooth long hair that draped over her shoulders, and wore a close-fitting white nun's robe, with silver lace inlaid on the robe, and a purple Trinity圣纹 ribbon tied around her waist.
Lanchi walked slowly closer to the nun.
She seemed to sense his arrival, and slowly raised her head from her prayer, turning around in the setting sun of the sanctuary.
Her eyes met Lanchi's green pupils under the mask.
A trace of surprise and joy appeared on her face.
Even though Sigrid had become a dignified nun, her clear and bright purple eyes still flickered with a sly light, as sharp as a wolf and with the agility of a girl.
"Long time no see."
Lanchi looked at this nun-dressed Sigrid.
Her eyes, shining with the light of amethyst, were forever bright and forever clear.
They would make people think she was the queen of this land.
"Loki!"
The nun rushed over and hugged Lanchi.
More than ten years had passed, and her body had undergone a thorough change. Although the nun's robe was loose, it could not hide her full curves.

She instantly captured the familiar aura from the masked person.
"You're not a little girl anymore. You can't just hug me like that when you see me."
Lanchi said helplessly to Sigrid, trying to push her away.
However, she was stronger than he had imagined, and it was no use at all. He could only rely on communication.
The small Sigrid of the past always liked to lean on him and fall asleep peacefully, and at that time, his alias for her had always been Loki.
Even after she learned more of his names, she still liked to call him by his first name.
"Long time no see..."
She whispered softly in Lanchi's ear.
"Yes..."
The last time Lanchi saw her, she was an eleven-year-old girl. Now she had grown into an adult.
From Sigrid's perspective, they should not have seen each other for many years.
Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, twelve years had passed.
"..."
Sigrid was silent for a long time.
She felt that her Saint Son might not have recognized her.
After all, she had used a completely new appearance disguise when she left the Northern Continent, which was created according to the image of the young girl Sigrid in her dreams.
This happened to become Sigrid, and the Saint Son naturally regarded her as Sigrid.
However, indeed, no one would have thought that the native projection character in the shadow world would suddenly become a person known in the real world in the next shadow world, and that person happened to hold the memory of the native character.

Just as Sigrid was hesitating whether or not to kiss Lanchi to remind him.
"Why are you still hugging?"
Talia finally couldn't sit still and manifested herself.
Sigrid's close body and the softness that overly pressed against Lanchi made Talia sure that even if Sigrid was a projection being in the shadow world, she was still a real member of the opposite sex to Lanchi.
"..."
Sister Sigrid turned her head and noticed a gray-haired figure appearing out of thin air not far away.
Although Sigrid's hands were still on Lanchi's back, her sight was completely attracted by the demon race.
This familiar aura was like it had never changed.
Sigrid's eyes stung, not knowing why she wanted to cry.
She turned to let go of Lanchi and hugged the gray-haired demon.
"?"
Talia didn't know why she was being hugged by this nun.
She subconsciously wanted to push the other party away.
Huh?
Talia was startled.
Why couldn't she push this girl away either?
"You... you're still alive, that's great!"
The light-haired, purple-eyed nun's eyes were filled with joyful tears.
In her last dream, the Fallen Qing Kaliella was suspected of having an accident, which frightened her awake.
This morning, she had just arrived at the Southern Vantina Port in the Southern Continent when she was summoned into the shadow world by a temporary void door. When she came back to her senses, she found that she had already appeared in this church.
Originally, she was very unhappy about being inexplicably involved in the eighth-order shadow world. When she saw that it was exactly the same shadow world as she had seen in her dreams these past few months, she immediately became interested.
She even looked forward to meeting the Saint Son in this shadow world and quickly thanked the Goddess of Fate.
Sure enough.
He appeared.
What Sigrid didn't expect was that she could also see Kaliella.

Whenever she dreamed of being in the Demon Realm, Kaliella was the one who took care of her.
After that nightmare on the ferry, Kaliella disappeared from her dreams, as if she had disappeared out of thin air.
"You're the best demon race in the Demon Realm to me, just like a mother. I've always wanted to tell you these words."
Sigrid continued, her voice choked with sobs.
The scariest thing about reuniting with an old friend wasn't the mixture of sadness and joy at that moment, but the fear of losing them again.
"You..."
Just as Talia was preparing to use some real power to let this little girl know what the power of the eighth order was like.
She saw that the other party was defenseless, very sad, and trusted her very much.
Talia was still a little soft-hearted.
From the result, she made the nun let go of Lanchi, which was a good thing.
"Why did she hug me?"
Talia asked Lanchi in confusion with her mind.
If the nun let go of her and went to hug Lanchi, then she would rather be hugged by the nun.
"Maybe she regards you as Kaliella. Kaliella's appearance is inherently uncertain, and after you have Kaliella's power, the aura on your body may have become somewhat similar to Kaliella."
Lanchi responded in his heart.
Kaliella's magic power was easy to merge with Talia, as it was when making [Overflowing Land of Gentleness] earlier. After the magic power on the letter was blessed on him just now, Talia, who was connected to his soul, was also infected with some of it.
Talia examined herself.
"Huh."
Talia realized at this time that she also had an extra state.
[The Veil of the Fallen Heavenly Kingdom]
[Category: Passive Magic]
[Grade: Epic]
[Attribute: Spirit]
[Tier: 1]
[Kaliella's innate ability, shielding all exploration spells and hiding her appearance.]
The blessing Kaliella gave her became Kaliella's permanent trait here.
Lanchi couldn't detect it, and she couldn't detect it herself.
But if it was someone else, they wouldn't be able to see her face.
"Then this time in the shadow world, am I playing Kaliella after all?"
Talia questioned Lanchi.
After coming to this shadow world, she, as a challenger, could also see the same shadow world information as Lanchi, but she was more like a ghost accompanying Lanchi than a physical entity.
"Most likely, in real history, this is Kaliella's life soul origin left to Lancloss. With the power of her Land of Gentleness, Lancloss could occasionally see her phantoms, and could also use the spells she gave to Lancloss, a degraded version of [Fallen Land of Gentleness]."
Lanchi had seen from the second shadow world that every time Black Sun Qing died a companion, the relics on his body would become more and more numerous.
In the original history, Lancloss, 49, held the power of the Holy Brant 教国, and had likely already possessed the power of faith and broken through to the ninth order.
The former eighth-order Black Sun Lancloss could defeat the Tenth Ancestor Ulysses Marquis with one hand.
The ninth-order Pope Lancloss, I'm afraid no living being in the world could be his enemy.
The power of Black Sun Lancloss, in addition to his own tenacious will and tempered steel, another part of the power beyond common sense originated from the continuous accumulation of gifts willingly given by dead friends.

"Sigrid is probably thinking that Kaliella is dead too. In the past twelve years, she has spent a long time in the Demon King City being protected by Kaliella, but an accident six years ago caused Kaliella to nearly lose the battle and die. After witnessing all of this, Sigrid was brought back to the Brant Empire and never saw Kaliella again. Her feelings for Kaliella..."
Lanchi didn't continue to speak.
Some feelings were difficult to express in words and could only be understood implicitly. He believed that Talia could understand now. She might not understand love very well, but she must understand family affection.
All of this was what he saw in the illusion in the Audience Hall just now.
"..."
Talia looked at Sigrid in her arms again.
She was a little unable to say it, to tell Sigrid the truth about Kaliella's death.
Talia didn't bother to refute Lanchi's "she doesn't understand love" remarks. She merely assumed that if she had been seriously injured and her life or death was unknown back in the Southern Vantina Territory, and had been separated from Hibernia for six years, and suddenly appeared in front of Hibernia perfectly, that would probably be a similar situation.
Just imagining this scene made Talia's heart sour.
"It's okay."
Talia comforted Sigrid.
This time in the shadow world, she was probably similar to Kaliella.
Although she might be a weakened version of the fake Kaliella, in terms of ability, she was particularly similar to Kaliella.
She could also open [Overflowing Land of Gentleness] now.
So she was the "good-looking, dignified, mature, and useful" Kaliella.
She should also help Kaliella continue to weave the Land of Gentleness, protect the living beings Kaliella cherished, in return for Kaliella's inherited kindness across the ages.
"I'm right here."
Until Talia gently patted Sigrid's back, whispering to Sigrid like a mother coaxing a child to sleep.
After a long time, Sigrid finally felt at ease and slowly relaxed her arms that were tightly hugging the gray-haired demon.
"Sorry, Kaliella, I accidentally said what was on my mind."
Sigrid wiped her eyes with one hand, apologizing to the demon female with a blurred face.
"You're still very young, still an unmarried woman, so beautiful, and so loved and welcomed, I shouldn't regard you as a mother."
She originally thought she would never see Kaliella again. Now, in the shadow world that wasn't a dream, she reunited with Kaliella, and she felt like she was really dreaming.
As if she had seen a friend from another era, real to the point where it couldn't be more real.
"Do you really think so?"
Talia's lips parted slightly, her expression filled with brilliance.
Hearing Sigrid's sincere words, she found that every word Sigrid said was true.
"Of course! Kaliella, you're the best woman in the world."
Sigrid hugged her a little tighter, afraid that this warm Kaliella would leave her again like waking up from a dream.
She was so sober this time, it shouldn't be a dream.
"Hug me if you want to."
Talia gave up resisting and said softly.
She hadn't been praised like this in a long time.
Accustomed to being with Lanchi, who didn't respect her the most, Sigrid was like a little angel in her eyes, and her voice was more beautiful than anything else.
She had long heard Hibernia say that Sigrid was lovely. Now that she saw her, although Sigrid had grown a lot, Talia still had to agree with Hibernia's words. Sigrid was overly likeable.
And according to Lanchi, Sigrid's feelings for Lanchi were very pure.
Like hugging her at this moment, it was closeness and longing.
There was no need to worry that this child had any thoughts about Lanchi. It was she, Talia, who was thinking too much.
On the side of the sanctuary.
"I knew they would definitely get along."
Lanchi put his hands in his pockets, breathed a sigh of relief, and showed a gratified smile, speaking to the shadow under his feet.
Talia's overflowing maternal instincts after years of accumulation couldn't resist a straightforward child like Sigrid.
This trip would surely be smooth sailing.
"Meow."
The Cat Boss poked its head out of the shadow.
It remembered that Lanchi had said before that if Hibernia could fight with Sigrid, he would eat the sofa directly.
Then, knowing that "Sigrid can get along well with Hibernia," and according to "Talia can get along well with Hibernia," it could be concluded that "Sigrid can also get along well with Talia."
Lanchi's formula was really not a problem.
But why did it feel like Lanchi had death flags popping up above his head?
(End of this chapter)