Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Chapter 1054 - 764 Lanci and Siegler’s Another Journey_2

The surface of the envelope shimmered with a sea-blue luster, reminiscent of the boundless blue seas of Necalis Island.

Faintly, whispers lingered around his ears, like the singing of the Demon World’s sea waves.

This Magic Power.

Undoubtedly, it was Calila.

But now, after the war, the Holy Polante Theocracy had distinctly separated from the Demon World.

On one hand, it was to reassure other countries; on the other, humans and the Demon Race inherently had cultural differences that were hard to bridge, and most ordinary humans feared the Demon Race.

The clear distinction between the Holy Polante Theocracy and the Demon World was a choice made by both sides, and it was a trend dictated by fate.

"Have you identified the sender’s identity?" Lanci furrowed his brows and looked up, asking Grand Justice Elm.

"Your Majesty, after extensive investigations by the Holy Tribunal, we still cannot determine the sender." Elm shook his head, his tone serious.

"Good, then it’s settled." Lanci nodded in response.

He remembered Calila once saying that she had spies in the Polante Empire monitoring Prime Minister Wilford.

Thus, it wasn’t unusual for her to have ways to get letters through her spies to Wilford’s confidants and then to the Pope.

"Your Majesty, one month from now at the Iron Fortress headquarters in Oberon, during the fourth anniversary of the reconstruction of peace on the Seville mainland, they sent a request hoping you would attend and witness the post-war reconstruction of the Honing Empire borders." Elm conveyed the second matter to the Pope, handing him a dossier.

Lanci glanced at a wall transformed into a stone-carved map, took the dossier, and started to read.

Three years ago, when the Polante Empire and the Honing Empire signed the "Oberon Treaty," it happened at the southern border of the Holy Polante Theocracy.

Hundreds of kilometers away, all city defenses at the Northern Border of the Honing Empire were controlled by the Holy Polante Theocracy, a term imposed by the defeated Honing Empire.

The dossier mainly contained reports, including arrangements for the celebration, the current situation at the borders of the two countries, and plans for the next two years.

"You’ve worked hard, Elm," Lanci said, waving a hand to indicate that Elm could leave.

"Sir, if you need anything, just call me."

Grand Justice Elm bowed deeply, emphasizing his words before quietly exiting the Throne Hall.

The doors closed again, leaving only Lanci and the mysterious letter from Calila in the vast hall.

Lanci slowly approached the throne, the slanting sun filtered through stained glass, gradually fading from his white garments, merging into the shadows.

Once seated,

Lanci gazed at the envelope in his hands, its deep blue patterns especially enchanting under the pure light of the Throne Hall.

Just as Talia had said, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He was quite worried that the Shadow World had a kind of regressive force—in the worst-case scenario, facing enemies far beyond his capacity, the changes he had made previously would mean little, or by the fourth Shadow World, the advantages accumulated in the first three would be mere glimmers, and the twelve years would start aligning back to the historical timeline.

But now, it seemed that the worst-case scenario had not happened!

Although this timeline was as beautiful as a dream,

everything he saw and felt was incredibly real, not the forsaken illusions created by Fallen Wonderland; Lanci was very clear about that.

Having walked one hundred and thirty-one steps in the Great Demon Clan trials, he could distinguish reality from illusion better than any other creature.

Those bound by the dreamscape wouldn’t realize they might be dreaming, nor would they maintain this kind of continuous skepticism like him.

At least for now, Fallen Lord Calila was still very much alive.

With his strongest ally, Calila, the iron-fisted ruler providing protection and overseeing the Demon World, it must still be as he left it in the previous Shadow World.

From this, he deduced that the timeline he was currently in vastly differed from the one Lanci experienced historically.