Don't take away my human rights. Painful Bishop Chapter 256, Lan Qi questions and understands becoming Tata a week later.
As night fell, the lights of the distant town gradually lit up, echoing the emerging stars in the sky.
In this quiet night, the magic train sped along the rails, passing majestic mountains, dense forests, and tranquil lakes.
Inside the carriage, the lights illuminated the dark brown solid wood floor and bronze iron decorations. The elegant lacquered walls seemed new, whispering the traces of time.
Passengers stood or sat, weaving various topics. A lady in a dress, with wine in her hand, revealed a gem-like deep red as she whispered with her companion. In a corner of the carriage, many young people enthusiastically discussed, their eyes full of longing and anticipation for the Protoss Imperial Capital.
Conductors in neat dark uniforms patrolled the carriage. They were often stopped and asked questions by passengers, always responding with polite smiles.
In a luxury private room in the front carriage of this magic train, a young man and a girl sat by the window.
The young man's clothing style was a mix of retro and elegance. The white long-sleeved shirt had black trim on the collar and cuffs. The beige sleeveless vest that fit his figure was divided into diamond checkerboard patterns by dark brown stripes. A dark gray long coat hung on the wall. The coat had a large lapel and two slanted pockets, giving it a flowing and mysterious air.
This was a North Continent style outfit tailored for Lan Qi by the old tailor in Lilom City who served Viscount Francis.
He was sitting quietly in the carriage, reading a book.
On the opposite side, Zestira had already changed into the uniform of the Protoss Royal Magic Academy.
Although if Zestira wore a hat to slightly cover her demon features, she could avoid many strange looks along the way, she was unwilling to cover them.
She didn't think there was anything wrong with her demon features.
The Protoss Empire also had magic rail construction, but to go to the Imperial Capital from a remote town like Lilom City, one had to first go to the main city of the southwest before taking this train.
Most of the time, the two were focused on their own books.
Unfamiliar scenery and lights entered their eyes in the night and flashed by.
Zestira closed the book in her hand and placed it beside her, then didn't pick up another book, because she had no more books to read.
She didn't like academic books and preferred to read magic books.
However, magic books were very troublesome to pass through security checks, as they were controlled items, so she didn't bring any.
She glanced at the color of the book in Lan Qi's hand and knew what he was reading.
*The Chronicle of the Holy War*, published by the Imperial Royal Magic Academy Press, written by Sido Arundel, tells the story of the war that swept across the North and South Continents a hundred years ago, and the rise and fall of the demon race.
Although there were some fabrications and dramatic elements filled in based on the author's unconstrained imagination, many secrets of the Holy War were still unclear.
"You really are from the South Continent."
Zestira said.
She was already convinced that Lan Qi was a visitor from the South Continent, but seeing him so earnestly reading historical books that were everywhere in the North Continent was more convincing than any evidence.
Lan Qi heard Zestira's voice, smiled, put down the book in his hand, and looked across the table.
"The information about the North Continent in the South Continent is a mix of truth and falsehood. After being isolated, only by coming here in person can one confirm the truth."