Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Chapter 807 - 684 Lanci Heard About That Fairy Sister_3

"It’s hard to say,"

Aitio could only say this much.

If Isatia truly fell in love with Migaya, perhaps she’d be willing to search for a decade or two for a potion that would allow her to spend a true married life with this human, accepting and paying the necessary price.

"Shouldn’t this potion be poison to the Demon Race?"

Talia couldn’t understand why her sister would go to such lengths to find a potion that would hasten her own death.

If it were her, even if the potion was given to her, she wouldn’t choose to drink it.

"I don’t understand either, but I believe Isatia must have thought it through,"

Aitio shook his head.

"..."

Lanci didn’t know whether to consider the outcome a good or bad thing.

If Isatia couldn’t find the potion, Hyperion would only have the beginning of a complete family, but would be unable to see it through to the end.

And regardless of the outcome, she had been without a mother’s company since childhood.

However, he and Tata did acquire some useful information.

There was a high probability that Isatia was in the Cerryti Empire.

On their journey to find Migaya, they might find Isatia first.

The few people in the office chatted.

The sky was covered with dense clouds, and through that large floor-to-ceiling glass window, one could faintly see a different kind of sunset.

The heavy grey clouds enveloped the entire city, completely obscuring the sky.

The two of them could consider it a success if they didn’t end up arguing while making the cards.

"Then I would suggest that during your stay in Poson, you could have the painting temporarily exhibited at Platinum Sen Palace? There would be a certain fee involved, and I can arrange everything with the palace for you,"

Rosalinda proposed.

Platinum Sen Palace itself was the best and safest place for valuable art security, far safer than a Count’s Mansion.

There’s a saying in Floral City Pariel, even if The Senate was breached, Platinum Sen Palace would still remain impregnable.

Of course, no one would be mad enough to actually attack The Senate.

"No problem,"

Lanci replied promptly.

Leaving the item with Countess Rosalinda would only cause her inconvenience, so it was better to take advantage of Platinum Sen Palace’s offer; no storage fee required, and they could even earn an exhibition fee.

"Speaking of which, is there anything else you can tell us about Isatia?"

Talia picked up another piece of cheese coconut crisp and asked.

She and Lanci could still sit and talk here a little longer.

On one hand, she wanted to gather intelligence; on the other, she missed her sister terribly, and just hearing any trivia about her sibling’s life over the years was satisfying enough.

"If there’s anything perfect in this world, it has to be Sister Isatia,"

Aitio leaned forward as if he’d found a kindred spirit.

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Talia was caught off guard by Aitio’s sudden passion.

The usually somewhat aloof Aitio now had eyes full of yearning.

"Putting aside how gorgeous Sister Isatia is for a moment, her Sleeping Beauty-like presence not only possesses the tenderness of a dream but also an enchanting intelligence and loveliness that is impossible to imagine from an Eighth-order member of the Great Demon Clan, she seems like she should be far away in the heavens yet here she is right before me, her languor is so effortless, as if reminding the world that true beauty needs no fanfare, and her understated talents always seem to solve all problems with ease, still touched with mischief and cuteness, she truly is a princess!"