Chapter 814 Iphatia's Sister's Sister's Sister

The second floor of the Brilda Opera House.

Eleven statues of deities from the neutral camp stood along the corridor. Between them, wooden stands displayed tall, white vases filled with blooming flowers, their delicate fragrance adding to the corridor's serene atmosphere.

"After spending some time at the bureau today, I feel like my life experience has become even richer," Torriado said with a relaxed smile as he strolled down the corridor with his friends, chatting.

He went on and on about the opera's creative background and the research he had done in the Northern Continent.

"I wonder how those students I sent to the Protoss Royal Magic Academy's youth detention camp are doing. That's actually great material too."

Lanci nodded in agreement, occasionally sharing his own experiences appreciating opera over the years.

As they walked ahead, their clothes fluttered, their footsteps soft on the carpet. It felt like they were back at the Protoss Royal Magic Academy in the Northern Continent, chatting freely.

"Speaking of which, I think I heard about you, Tata, back in the Northern Continent," Sigrid said, staring at Tata as if remembering something.

"What?"

Talia hadn't expected her nickname to be mentioned in the Northern Continent.

"It was the afternoon that Lanci got out of Herlom Prison. He came to my house and we chatted for a while..."

Sigrid continued.

She noticed that Talia's expression gradually betrayed a hint of sourness.

So Sigrid looked down at Lanci's feet.

"Meow Meow was there that day, and it was Cat Boss who mentioned you," Sigrid said instead.

"Yes, meow."

Cat Boss emerged from the shadows, hovering in mid-air as he told them, "I mentioned your name, Tata, and Sid was very curious."

That was more than half a year ago, a week before the final battle at Herlom.

Cat Boss remembered that afternoon when he had inadvertently mentioned Tata, who lived in Cat Boss's restaurant, Sigrid began to stare at him.

He had cautiously jumped up from the sofa, answering that she was his child, afraid that the void shura field might be triggered again, the scene of Sid and Hugh Bao almost fighting still fresh in his mind.

Fortunately, Lanci remained as steady as an old dog at Gloria's house in the Northern Tyrant Branch. He simply asked Sid if she had read *Saint War Romance* under Sigrid's repeated questioning.

Sigrid was injured during that time, and found herself bored at Gloria's house, and actually finished reading it.

So Lanci told Sid that one of the heroines in the book always appeared either eating something or holding something to eat, and he thought that character setting was quite similar to Tata.

The recuperating Sigrid immediately felt enlightened, and dismissed her wariness towards Tata.

"I see, so you guys still remember me."

Talia heard this, realized it was all true, and became happy.

"Torriado... Sidor, hey, I've read your book!"

Sigrid suddenly remembered that day and pointed at Torriado.

It was a book published nearly a year ago by the Imperial Royal Magic Academy Press, written by Sidor Arundel, an associate professor in the school's history department.

Sigrid had previously heard the Holy Son mention that Sidor had tried to win over the Duke of Berenhard's daughter, Chloris, for the Tyrant Branch. It was Sidor, an associate professor in the history department of the Protoss Royal Magic Academy, who introduced him to that key figure, Chloris Berenhard.

Later, Chloris was placed under house arrest in the Duke's mansion after being falsely accused of treason. The information she gave Lanci more than a month before the final battle at Herlom – "Moro Dian, the holder of the [Original Stone Tablet - Undead], has disappeared, and the current Moro Dian is a puppet she temporarily put on stage" – was also shrouded in mystery.

At that time, Lanci and Sigrid were at their most critical moment, unable to distinguish between friend and foe. They didn't even know that the person who attacked them on the northern border was Duke Moro Dian of Protoss. As for the seemingly suspicious Associate Professor Sidor, he had disappeared before Chloris ran into trouble.

So Sigrid became curious and found a book written by the associate professor at Gloria's house, and unexpectedly found it quite entertaining.

At the time, she thought the Holy Son was trying to change the subject to talk about serious matters, but she didn't expect it was to mock Tata.

"Sid, you've read it too?"

Torriado turned back in surprise.

"Of course, I'm a genuine reader. The members of our Tyrant Branch bought your book."

Sigrid proudly raised her nose.

"It's good to read the genuine article. Please support the genuine article. The lords who read the genuine article are all kind-hearted people."

Torriado praised sincerely.

He believed that all genuine readers would have smooth sailing and constant good fortune.

"I think I've discovered...

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The Imperial Family and the military seem to worship the culture of the former Seros Empire, even the Emperor's sword is called the Sword of Seros's Heroic Souls. St. Krei Monastery and other academy factions inherited the compassionate tradition of the Elseria Sanctuary, and are respected and loved by the people. Some commercial and artistic fields are most influenced by the Wensi Free Federation."

Lanci's eyes swept over the walls on the second floor of the opera house.

As they walked past the corner, the walls on both sides were decorated with beige marble, and the relief patterns carved on them depicted the heroic poems of the Wensi Free Federation before the establishment of the Krei Empire.

Hundreds of years ago, this land consisted of three major territories: the Seros Empire, the Elseria Sanctuary, and the Wensi Free Federation.

The Wensi Free Federation was located in the Wensi region, which had fertile land and abundant resources, and was known as the granary of the southern part of the Southern Continent.

The local lords formed a relatively loose alliance for their common interests, each ruling their own territory.

The Brilda Opera House, built by artisans of the Wensi Free Federation, seemed to inherit its artistic heritage and its spirit of advocating justice and prosperity.

"Actually, you'll find that the power factions in the current Krei Empire are more inclined towards the ideas of the Seros Empire, the people's factions are more inclined towards the ideas of the Elseria Sanctuary, and the neutral factions, including us who are ostensibly rebelling but actually saving the country, are inclined towards the ideas of the Wensi Free Federation."

As Torriado spoke, he pushed open the door at the end of the corridor after the corner.

This was the entrance to Abigail's residence.

Although it was a private residence, the domed ceiling was about fifty meters high, and the style of painting was similar to that of the opera house's performance hall. The surrounding walls were covered with dark brown solid wood bookshelves, which extended all the way to the ceiling, and each bookshelf was filled with precious music and drama documents.

This place belonged exclusively to Abigail, and it was her current residence.

Abigail was leaning on the sofa reading a book.

Looking every bit the noble lady.

"You're here."

Her black off-the-shoulder evening dress was made of exquisitely tailored fabric that clung to her shapely figure, and a black gemstone necklace surrounded her neck, reflecting her fair skin, as she turned her head.

"Sorry to disturb you, Miss Abigail," Lanci greeted her.

Besides the countless antique collections, the central area where Abigail was sitting was a set of ancient Wensi Free Federation-style sofas and coffee tables, and a delicate silver tea set was placed on the coffee table.

A wine cabinet on one side of the wall displayed various high-end wines and crystal wine glasses, and the entire space was lit with warm-toned lights. From the terrace outside, you could overlook the entire Broadway Central Square.

However, Lanci and Talia, who had been here before, knew that the room was not as simple as it seemed on the surface. In fact, every wall was covered with space-based enchantment inscriptions that were difficult to understand.

Abigail, a seventh-tier space magic artisan, wasn't much of a fighter herself, but if she was in her carefully constructed base, the situation would be completely different.

"It's fine, you're all my friends. You can come to the opera house anytime," Abigail nodded in response.

She generally didn't leave the opera house.

Moreover, Abigail felt that there were more and more people in this house.

Originally, only Torriado would come occasionally.

Now, five or six people would come at a time.

It seemed like it was about to become everyone's public gathering place...

"I need to recover some mana before I can teleport Iphatia. Please sit for a while. The Imperial Special Operations Division really scared me. That military-standard anti-magic steel slowed down my mana recovery speed."

Torriado stood not far from the entrance, released the flexible card slot magic card on his body, and found a few accessories and equipment cards that increased mana recovery speed and mental attributes from the books on Abigail's bookshelf, temporarily soul-binding them to himself.

Although the Imperial Special Operations Division's anti-magic steel couldn't really seal his Cardinal's magic power, it could still have some impact if it was put on his hands.

"Why did you go to the Imperial Special Operations Division?"

Abigail turned back and asked the Dimension Cardinal in confusion.

He had almost exhausted his mana by teleporting an eighth-tier Cardinal ally to Brilda, and he was still running around before his mana had recovered, as if he was afraid that nothing would happen to him.

"He ran off to look at Professor Landry's house with binoculars and was arrested by the Imperial Special Operations Division," Sigrid explained, shrugging her shoulders.

"You're such an idiot," Abigail scolded Torriado.

If this guy wanted to die, he should have given her the Cardinal's Certificate and the Original Stone Tablet sooner.

"..."

Sigrid stared blankly at the exchange between Abigail and Torriado.

When she arrived at the opera house at noon, she noticed that the Saintess and the Cardinal of the Dimension Branch seemed to be in a cooperative relationship on an equal footing.

She didn't expect that the Saintess's position was actually higher.

If it were in the Northern Continent, for example...

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...the Nihility Branch, if the Nihility Holy Son dared to talk to the Nihility Cardinal Asksan like that, his head would probably be gone in the next second.

Oh, that's not right, Asksan doesn't have any objections now.

Sigrid often misses this nemesis quite a bit.

"Their branch is just like that," Lanci looked into Sigrid's eyes and explained to her.

He always felt that he and Sigrid were inexplicably on the same wavelength.

"I really don't know how you convinced Abigail to be your Dimension Saintess," Talia said to Torriado, unable to help but sigh at her demonic friend.

In her opinion, this kind of embarrassing master shouldn't have received such a powerful disciple.

"My old friend, why is your aggression so strong..." Torriado asked Talia, stunned.

He admitted that he was the bottom-ranked Great Demon General, and sometimes he was a bit embarrassing, but he was still a relatively important combat force among the allies.

"Tata, come and help me look at this script, I'll go prepare some snacks," Abigail said, standing up and gesturing for the guests to come to the sofa to sit down.

The few people stopped standing and chatting and came to the carpet in the central area of the mansion, sitting on both sides of the sofa.

This time, the seating arrangement was quite unique.

Abigail and Tata sat on one side, while Sigrid, Lanci, and Torriado sat on the opposite side.

It seemed that Abigail disliked Torriado very much, but Abigail now admired Talia very much, and even intended to make Talia her personal actress.

She would occasionally communicate with Talia to chat about recommended books.

"Tata, try this."

Abigail brought a box of newly purchased high-end tinned coconut cheese pastries and asked the magic-powered mechanical puppets to start serving drinks for them.

Although the heroine played by Talia had a bit of a strange smell, it was difficult to describe, but it had a kind of comedic feel. She could turn a tragedy into a comedy and mislead the entire crew, but Abigail couldn't find a better actress for the time being.

"Abigail, are you thinking about something impolite?" Talia vaguely sensed something.

Abigail generally approved of and appreciated her, but she sounded a little sad.

"Eat something, don't think too much," Abigail picked up a piece of coconut pastry and put it into Talia's mouth, blocking her mouth.

Talia was busy eating the coconut pastry, so she didn't have time to say anything. Besides the layers of pastry and the melt-in-your-mouth cheese, there were sweet coconut fillings and crystal-red sweet and sour hawthorn cakes when you bit into it.

"First, talk about the situation in your Shadow World," Abigail asked, looking at Lanci.

Lanci occasionally had the illusion that Abigail was the person in charge of the Dimension Branch, and that this branch was supported by her, the reliable magic engineer.

"We roughly experienced the attempt to break through Blood Moon City ten thousand years ago. Except for the fact that the Ninth Progenitor Marquis Bainhard always fell first, there have been significant changes several times..."

Lanci began to tell Abigail and Torriado about the key points in the Shadow World, as well as the information that might be related to the current Krey Empire's vampires.

Besides Torriado, Abigail, as their alliance's most important communication technician and base maintenance worker, they had to trust Abigail, and Abigail was also an indispensable logistics officer for them.

After about a few minutes, Lanci finished talking about his last experiences in the Tiberius Mirror and the Shadow World, and turned his attention back to the current Krey Empire.

"Today is November 4th, and there's not much time left."

"At the end of this month, our Blood Moon City assault plan will become the turning point of this war."

"As long as we can break through Blood Moon City and seal the vampire progenitors, the Imperial dignitaries and war gods controlled by the Third Progenitor Duke Raschal will regain their self-will."

"At the same time, they will discover that this war is a catastrophe caused by the vampires pushing them from behind," Lanci said, clasping his fingers together.

At that time, the entire empire would be in a state of turmoil, caught between a rock and a hard place –

Perhaps some people would support continuing the fight, and perhaps some people would start to seek peace talks.

At this time, the person with the most say would be the best, and they must insist on anti-war, leveraging this critical tipping point.

Once they failed, the calamity of misery would continue.

And once they succeeded, perhaps this dispute in the Southern Continent would directly come to an end.

"So, Lanci, you must become the chairman of the Imperial New Magic Energy Agency. At the moment when the Krey Empire is reshuffled, you must seize the trump card," Abigail nodded and instructed.

With the Tyrant Cardinal joining, they could also heal Iphatia. With two Cardinals and one quasi-Cardinal's combat power, their combat power barely reached the point where they could try to fight three vampire marquises in the Extermination Hall, the Thoroughly Cold Hall, and the Soul Hall.

But it was still very dangerous.

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Because only Sigrid had an advantage against any marquis, the other two lines would inevitably be at a disadvantage.

In any case, they needed to race against time, make more adequate assault recruitment preparations before the end of next month's National Day Ceremony, and take action on the day when all the war gods returned to Brilda. Only that day would their chances be the greatest.

The so-called wealth comes from danger. On the day of the Krey Empire's National Day Ceremony, the twelve war gods were unable to move freely during the process of receiving blessings. At that time, they could ensure that no war gods would join the battle in Blood Moon City. They would probably have two hours to raid Blood Moon City.

That day was also the time when they would absolutely not be disturbed by the war gods.

On other days, he couldn't guarantee whether any war gods would suddenly return, or whether the war gods who were already in the capital would participate in the battle.

But for now, they couldn't solve the interference problem of those seventh-tier vampire counts and the surface empire, and they didn't have the power to spare to save Duke Mi Gaia, and they couldn't cope with other possible unknown variables. They also had to consider leaving some power to retreat smoothly.

Abigail looked a little worried.

"If we don't have complete combat power on National Day, can we consider finding a better day in the future?" Talia comforted Abigail, telling her not to worry.

After all, the Imperial war gods couldn't all stay in the capital Brilda on other days.

Only the First War God Hiacynthos, the Diamond Seat, and the Sixth War God Violet, the Aquamarine Seat, were permanent residents.

The whereabouts of the other war gods mostly approached the front line, and at most only one or two might suddenly return.

"Gambling like that is more dangerous, and the longer it drags on, the more unknowns there are," Abigail shook her head.

She would rather attack Blood Moon City with the current combat power on National Day than risk it on other days.

She always felt that the turmoil in the Krey Empire was more complicated than the Honin Empire in the Shadow World. If it was allowed to ferment any longer, it might reach a point where they would lose their intelligence advantage and become completely uncontrollable.

"Torriado, what rank can you be in among the war gods?" Lanci couldn't help but ask.

"I definitely can't beat the Sixth War God Violet, the Aquamarine Seat, but I should be able to deal with the Seventh War God Philip, the Blood Carnelian Seat," Torriado explained.

"What about Sid?" Lanci asked Torriado again.

He found that Torriado seemed to have a very clear understanding of the strength of the other eighth-tier powerhouses.

After all, the escape master Torriado had been courting death all along, but had always survived, so he would be better than anyone else at sensing strength and weakness.

"Maybe she can fight the Second War God Theron, the Obsidian Seat," Torriado replied seriously.

"Is the First War God more powerful than me?" Sigrid asked Torriado a little displeased.

She was actually just short of the power of faith to advance to the ninth tier.

"That guy can't be described with common sense. I would believe it even if he reversed the ninth tier," Torriado had lived for so long. He had seen the ninth tier in the Old Demon World, so he fully understood the level of feeling that Hiacynthos gave him.

"..."

Sigrid didn't want to argue about anything.

She really couldn't beat the ninth tier.

Only at night, with the blessing of the werewolf, could she barely hold out against the ninth tier for two moves, but she would definitely not be able to win.

Lanci's simulated peak Pope Lanclos in the Tiberius Mirror, even if he was facing four eighth-tier Holy Spirit Lent of the Holy Spirit Lent State, with Sigrid in the lead, and Lanclos didn't have any special attacks against humans, he was still able to suppress them, even though he was almost holding back.

Even a ninth-tier like Duke Raschal would have no problem fighting three standard Cardinals.

"So when we can't determine the whereabouts of the twelve Imperial war gods, challenging Blood Moon City is too dangerous. We must act on National Day. During this time, Torriado and I will also recruit reliable allies as much as possible," Lanci finalized the decision with them.

Abigail's opinion was the same as his.

"We still have the support of the Third Imperial Princess Alexia. Maybe some of the four companions she found also have influence in the empire," Torriado said optimistically.

"We will also fully cooperate with you," Abigail looked at Lanci and promised.

She would protect her beloved Krey Empire.

She would never allow these vampires to occupy their country's territory again.

"Let's go!"

Talia cheered them on while chewing on the coconut pastry.

She had been listening next to them all along.

Their goals seemed to be only three.

First, help Lanci take it up a notch in the empire and gain the right to speak on the Imperial New Magic Energy Agency Committee.

Secondly, find Princess Alexia or her help, who had recently lost contact, as much as possible.

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Help recruit companions.

Finally, prepare for the final battle of the Blood Moon City assault.

"..."

The other four looked at the box of coconut pastries and found that there were only four left.

The rest had disappeared while they were talking just now.

"Why are you looking at me?" Talia looked at the others in a daze, her fingers shiny with oil and still stained with the pastry crust of the coconut pastry.

Lanci held back his laughter, while Sigrid seemed to be recalling how many there were in the box of snacks at the beginning.

Abigail really wanted to persuade Tata to come back to act in a drama. She could eat as many stage products as she wanted, and she would finish acting while eating.

"Ahem, my mana seems to be almost enough to bring Iphatia over," Torriado stood up, breaking the awkward atmosphere, and walked to the bookshelf wall of the mansion.

It shouldn't be a problem to transmit an eighth-tier weaker than him over a distance of more than ten kilometers.

He condensed the space technique, closed his eyes and searched for the coordinates, and then drew a circle emitting silver sparks on the bookshelf wall, connecting another space enchantment built by Abigail.

The silver arc of fire gradually distorted in front, and the color became lighter and lighter until the vortex gradually appeared, turning into an almost illusory circular door.

An unparalleled magic power bloomed again in this space, attracting their attention.

No matter how many times Lanci saw this kind of super-long-distance teleportation magic, he would be amazed by its noble attributes.

If it weren't for the all-round enchantment, the end interface of the eighth-tier peak magic power fluctuation would definitely attract the Krey Empire's vigilance.

On the other side, in a silver-white palace with snowflakes floating, a figure noticed the magic power fluctuation.

She had short silver hair, and the slightly upturned ends of her hair just reached her jaw, looking casual and fresh.

But her reddish-brown eyes were already full of joy.

"What do you want me to do!" Iphatia cheered and jumped out of the space door, saying to them.

She immediately noticed Talia and Lanci sitting in the mansion's parlor, as well as an unknown fair-haired, purple-eyed woman.

She didn't expect that the second floor of the opera house would become even more lively this time.

"Brother and sister, you're back."

Iphatia happily rushed towards the sofa, rushing directly onto Talia's lap, and then lay down without moving.

She originally thought that her sister would have to go to the Shadow World for many days before she could come back.

"My little princess, don't go back through the teleportation door today. How is it that in just one month, you seem to have become a little stronger again," Torriado said, covering his forehead, feeling a little dizzy.

"Don't, Yabo, I'll be sensed by the vampires if I leave the enchantment, and I can't take the car back," Iphatia quickly apologized to Torriado while lying down.

She didn't even want to sit up to apologize.

Torriado waved his hand, too lazy to explain anything to this little princess who had been indulged.

"What a lovely child," Sigrid stared at the girl lying relaxed on Tata's lap on the opposite side of the sofa, and probably understood that this was the Iphatia that Tata and Lanci had mentioned.

As expected, she was a super beautiful girl.

Sigrid couldn't help but think of a Southern Continent famous painting that was circulated as a printed version in the Northern Continent, and she had a slight impression of it.

The painting depicted a peaceful and tranquil scene.

A beautiful girl in a long dress was lying on a four-poster bed.

Her dark eyebrows were lightly closed, and her cherry lips were slightly opened. Her expression was serene and gentle, like a sleeping angel.

Her long silver hair spread out on the white pillows, and the white silk sheets set off her skin like congealed fat. Outside the window was a lush forest, the trees were verdant, and the mottled sunlight between the branches fell in through the window lattices, casting shimmering light and shadows on the girl's body.

It was very similar to the child in front of her.

But that painting was some time ago. More than ten years had passed, and the sleeping beauty in the painting should have grown up. She wouldn't still be a girl.

"Who is this?" Iphatia turned slightly to the side and noticed Sigrid next to Lanci.

The moment she saw the other person, Iphatia subconsciously felt that the other person was very strong.

And for some reason, she swallowed, as if she wanted to bite the other person's neck and drink the other person's blood. The Blood King Divine Fire burning all over her body began to become scorching hot, and the pain intensified.

She shook her head to keep herself awake.

The branch-like scarlet cracks that started from Iphatia's neck, and the magma-like magic power veins wandered, constantly roasting her, causing her to endure unhealable pain.

She had never had this strange impulse before.

"Don't worry, Iphatia, this is normal after being hit by the Blood King Divine Fire. You will crave the possible antidote," Lanci said to Iphatia.

"Antidote?" Iphatia asked suspiciously, sitting up and looking at Lanci and Sigrid.

"She is the high-level werewolf savior, Miss Sid," Talia told her sister with relief.

"...?"

Iphatia looked at the solar calendar on the wall of Abigail's mansion.

She remembered that it had been less than a month since Lanci said he would help her find an antidote. Sometimes, even sending a cross-country express delivery wouldn't be this fast.

"Wuwuwu, thank you," Iphatia cried with emotion.

She had never met such a reliable person.

She had promised to help her detoxify, but she didn't give any perfunctory answers and immediately took care of it for her.

How was this different from making a wish?

"You should thank Yabo even more. He used up all his magic power to help teleport Sid over," Lanci said with a smile.

"Thank you, Yabo. You are really reliable when you do serious things," Iphatia saluted Torriado with a happy smile.

"If you want to thank someone, thank Sid. She came to the opera house as soon as she heard you needed help," Torriado always felt that Iphatia's qualifier was like saying that he was usually unreliable.

It could only be said that Iphatia was the demon who respected him the most in the entire Demon World.

"Miss Sid, I really don't know how to repay you," Iphatia looked at Sigrid with tears of gratitude.

"It's a small matter. You are Tata's sister, so you are my sister," Sigrid picked up a glass prepared by Abigail from the coffee table and lightly swiped her wrist with a sharp aura, and a blood line slowly appeared, and bright red blood began to drip into the glass.

After a while, Lanci grabbed Sigrid's elbow, and Sigrid understood that it was enough.

The wound on her hand healed in the blink of an eye, and she handed half a glass of blood to Iphatia.

"..."

Iphatia stared at the werewolf blood full of ice-cold chill, her throat gurgled, seemingly unable to imagine how much thirst could be relieved by drinking it.

She closed her eyes and drank the crimson liquid in the glass in one gulp.

At the moment when the blood entered her throat, the ice-cold meaning immediately filled her whole body, as if she was in an ice cave. After a moment, a warm current rose from her lower abdomen and quickly spread to her limbs.

Iphatia only felt that the violent vitality was stimulated in her body, like a raging fire burning her body, and like a huge wave washing over her. Her originally pale skin gradually turned rosy, and she was almost reborn. The winding scarlet cracks on her neck gradually faded, turning into a faint scarlet color, and slowly disappeared into her muscles, leaving no trace.

The magma-like magic power veins also began to fade, becoming light and soft, no longer burning her body. A layer of faint frost appeared on her skin, as if she was wearing a veil woven with moonlight.

"Hoo--"

Iphatia took a long breath, feeling light all over, and the pain disappeared.

Her face became even more clear and refined, like a fairy who had fallen into the mortal world, and there was a bit more detached aura between her eyebrows.

From then on, she was no longer troubled by curses and pain, and the magic power on her body also broke the shackles and rose again.

"It doesn't hurt?" Talia grabbed her sister's arms and checked her back and forth, confirming that there was no erosion of the Blood King Divine Fire on her sister's body.

Originally, Talia thought that she had taken the ride to the Shadow World this time and had been promoted from level 82 to level 84, which had narrowed the gap between her and her sister's original quasi-Cardinal level of 85. She didn't expect that her sister had become even stronger. Now, her sister was probably level 86 and very close to the Cardinal level of 87.

But Talia didn't care about these things at all. Even if she was a bottom-ranked demon to the end, she hoped that her sister would be fine.

"Yeah, I'm resurrected!" Iphatia said happily.

"So you should go home with your sister later, don't let me open the door for you again," Torriado sat back next to Lanci and shook his head weakly.

"Iphatia, I've already prepared a room for you. From now on, our sisters won't have to use communication magic to chat every day," Talia said impatiently, taking Iphatia's hand.

"Can I live in your house?" Iphatia looked at Lanci and asked him timidly.

She didn't want to disturb her sister and Lanci's life, and seeing Lanci and Miss Sid's intimate behavior, Iphatia was very curious about what the situation was at Lanci's house.

"This..."

Lanci analyzed, thought, and hesitated.

He was afraid that Iphatia would really get used to calling him brother.

If he couldn't change it back when he returned to the Hulton Kingdom, then he would have no face to face Hyperion.

The good news is that I helped you find your mother.

The bad news is that I taught your mother to be my sister.

This didn't sound like something a person could say.

"If you don't mind, I'm fine. I'll live in their house now," Sigrid replied to Iphatia in a commanding manner.

She was Lanci's superior and Tata's sister, so she was naturally the head of the family.

What she said counted.

"How could it be? You are my savior, Sister Sid!" Iphatia immediately confided her true thoughts to this heroic big sister,

"I super like you, and I want to get to know you and talk to you."

"Wait..." Lanci quickly stopped her.

But before he could finish speaking, Iphatia started crying.

"Thank you, you are all good people," Iphatia said, sobbing.

She tried her best to wipe away the tears that kept overflowing from her invisible eyes.

She never dared to dream that their Alanzal family would be reunited.

It was all thanks to so many friends helping her.

"Don't cry, don't cry," Sigrid quickly sat down opposite to comfort Iphatia. She didn't expect that one of her words would make Iphatia cry again.

"..."

Lanci's eyes went white, and his voice choked.

In this atmosphere, he would become a big villain if he didn't let the crying Iphatia reunite with her sister.

"Since you used your blood, you are my family from now on! I have quite a bit of wealth in Iklyte. If you come to the Hulton Kingdom in the future, I'll take you to play in the capital and stay at my house," Iphatia promised, hugging Sigrid.

"Actually, I have a sister too, she's also in Iklyte..." Sigrid pressed her index finger against her cheek, thinking that it was really a coincidence.

She not only planned to go to the Iklyte Academy as an exchange student in the future, but also planned to dress up as Sigrey and go to see her sister.

"Really?" Iphatia asked curiously, raising her eyes and letting go of Sigrid.

Talia also looked over in confusion.

She didn't expect Sid to have a sister in the Southern Continent.

"She's not in the Krey Empire now, but she's definitely in Iklyte. I'll introduce her to you when I have the chance in the future," Sigrid clenched her fist full of anticipation.

"I'm a little excited. I wonder what kind of person my sister's sister's sister is," Iphatia said with her hands obliquely together,貼貼on her cheeks, full of fantasy.

She must be a very extraordinary woman.

In the distance.

Lanci was already numb and collapsed on the sofa, covering his face.

Only Little Black Coal Ball was拍拍his shoulder.

"What is all this? Let it end soon... I can't take it anymore," Lanci's lips trembled with a whimper.