"So that was what happened in that dream..."
Lanqi closed his eyes and silently recalled it.
He had dreamed of a tyrant, guilty beyond forgiveness, who had indiscriminately sent everything to its grave.
But there had been one difference.
He could not say where it lay.
"What dream? Did you have another nightmare earlier?"
Talia's heart clenched as she asked Lanqi.
She did not want Lanqi to be trying to understand something alone in the Shadow World of this final stage of Undying Eternal Punishment.
She could hear Lanqi's thoughts.
"When we passed through the Land of Eternal Night, back in Little Night City, I think I dreamed that Lan Keluos killed everyone he saw..."
Lanqi confessed to Talia.
If a dream was too absurd, who would take it seriously?
He knew that after seeing Kali Yella's Shadow Weave Recording, Talia had formed a favorable impression of the Black Sun Lord. He did not want to tell her about such a nonsensical dream.
"Even if I saw a dream like that, I would still believe in the Lan Keluos of history. He could never have fallen. No matter what dark journey he experienced or what wounds his soul suffered, he would never lose himself. He would always be that kind soul."
Talia spoke of the Black Sun Lord, but it was as if she were staring straight at Lanqi.
In her eyes, no matter when, her disciple would make the same choices as Lan Keluos.
She believed in the resolve Lanqi had taught her, and so she especially believed in the Black Sun Lord, who had been so much like Lanqi tens of thousands of years ago.
"Master, don't say that... I'll feel too embarrassed to do your Daily Task."
A smile lingered in Lanqi's eyes as he gazed at