Lanchi's Super Self-Destruction

The two people beneath the iron tower stared into each other's eyes.

For a moment, neither of them spoke. Silence descended.

In the distance, the thin mist over the Serena River had just begun to disperse. The rising sun scattered ten thousand golden rays that danced across the glittering water, while several white swans glided gracefully across the surface, leaving strings of ripples behind.

Talia looked at the silent Lanchi and cleared her throat.

"Lanchi, I thought about it carefully. Ever since we met, you've always been helping me. A lot has happened between us, and we slowly became friends. Gradually, we grew more and more familiar with each other. We could even be called uniquely close confidants."

Talia spoke with solemnity and a hint of vexation, looking rather like a cool beauty.

"To thank you for all the help you've given me—and because I noticed that you seem a little down today—I felt I should take you out to have some fun and let you experience my care."

When she looked at Lanchi again, her eyes held a trace of maternal affection, just like when she usually looked at Hughberlian.

"Huh?"

Lanchi was full of disappointment, even seeming to question his entire existence.

Talia's expression stiffened slightly. She nervously turned her head away and pressed her trembling lips together.

Then, inwardly, she erupted with joy.

This is definitely the right approach!

One hour earlier.

District 2, northern bank of Pariel, Asturias Earl's Mansion.

Through the five-meter-tall floor-to-ceiling glass windows, inlaid with Bosen patterns, one could see the sycamore trees in the courtyard. Their leaves had turned from emerald green to golden yellow, sometimes drifting down under the caress of the breeze like light butterflies dancing through the air.

In the distance, the slopes of Montmartre Heights appeared and