Chapter 412: Lancy removed the mask of the great love poet

wever, he clearly wasn't suited for manual labor, and for some key administrative roles, even a kind man like Lord Francis wouldn't just hand them over to this newly arrived foreigner.You said you wer...Chapter 413: Ranchi Took Off the Mask of a Great Loving Poet

After the great poet replaced Huperlian and faced Anathas, the guardian, face to face, the entire cell instantly became tense and silent. {Updated chapters are the most complete and comprehensive, with error correction being the most timely. Due to caching reasons, it is recommended to browse the official website.}

Huperion's gaze flickered occasionally to Guardian Antanas, trying to glean some information from her expression and movements.

Silence lingered for a long time in the vast, white empty cell.

"Ridiculous... do you know who Talia is"

"Guardians of Antanas sneered, her voice calm, yet carrying a power that could not be ignored."

His eyes held a rare hint of killing intent, as if that line from the great love poet had almost pushed him to his limit.

Stupid humans, if they want to make deals with them using lies, it's not only unforgivable but also an insult to these great demons.

Antanas also found that this masked figure with black hair and green eyes had a peculiar voice. Just hearing him speak, Antanas felt his long-dormant heart stir once more, rekindling emotions he thought had been worn smooth.

"Of course, I've even seen her."

The great poet nodded with conviction.

Huebert watched Lanci, how could Lanci possibly have met her legendary aunt!

Although Huberlian knew that Lynch could always inexplicably come up with some intelligence, like when he drew portraits of the three Blood Ancestor at the ceremony of the Holy Cult in front of Princess Krayne Imperial, or a few days ago when he casually sketched the appearances of three Great Demons at the secret base of the Overlord branch of the Protoss Royal Magic Academy, it seemed that the depiction of Guardian Antanas by Lynch was remarkably similar to the real thing. Conversely, the drawing of the Ice Snow Witch was a complete mess.

But Huberlyan was very sure that her aunt Talia was a missing archdemon even the Church of Destiny Goddess couldn't find. She wanted to fulfill her promise to Antanas by finding Talia, even if it meant going against the Church of Destiny Goddess, who might not even be able to guarantee its completion!

Hughbert didn't know what psychological game Lance was playing now, but she dared not let her expression change, fearing she would ruin Lance's plan. She could only mask all her surprise and doubts, putting on a calm face and waiting for Lance to communicate with the Guardian Antanas.

"…"

Antanas stared at the great poet, a touch of frost in his eyes.

She thought the guy in front of her seemed a little fearless, there was no fear of death in her eyes.

As a high-ranking demon of the Eighth Order, Antanas could tell if low-level beings were lying just by sensing their magical fluctuations. The black-haired, green-eyed girl before him had weak and simple magic, unlike someone who was trying to deceive her.

But the other party's words that suddenly appeared in this situation were too outlandish.

In Antanas's view, the black-haired, green-eyed girl seemed to have only just thought up her response after hearing Huberlyan and his conversation.

"How should you prove it."

Antanas finally spoke, though without much inflection in his voice.

"If I can prove I know where Talia is, will you come with me"

The great poet asked,

Antanas's tone of voice and Talia's were somewhat alike, which Lanche had already found very familiar.

Of course, I have no reason to remain here. But if you dare to use this to toy with me, even as a human friend of Talia's niece, I will ruthlessly eliminate you.

Antanas's eyes lingered on the two student guards, a deep emotion swirling within them as they awaited their response.

Since she insisted on being stubborn, it's her own fault.

Actually, no matter what the other person says, she doesn't intend to believe it. After all, there are just too many ways people can deceive others through language. She doesn't think this kind of thing can prove anything for sure.

Antanas' anger now was at its peak. The fact that humans had deceived her with lies about the whereabouts of her dearest friend, if it weren't for Talia being her niece, she would have been prepared to make them pay right then and there.

Now she just wants to see how far this stupid fool will go.

"……"

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Huperlyan was terrified, and she kind of wanted to grab the arm of the great poet and remind Lance.

She could feel Antanas's extremely bad state.

Even if Lance could rely on his unique intellect and rhetoric to successfully deceive Antanas at this point, inducing him into a deal, once exposed, Antanas would be furious to the extreme and would go to any lengths to ensure they both perish together!

The air in the cell suddenly became stifling. Huberly could only hear her own heartbeat.

The great poet beside him, facing Antanas' death clock ticking away, still maintained his usual calmness.

The great poet looked at Huberly and smiled, as if to say she needn't be surprised if he kept her waiting.

At this moment of utter silence, the great poet of love removed his mask, shook his head, and gazed at Antanas.ccordingly!Corlan wanted to scream in fury!But at this moment.He must have run out of steam to vent his inner rage and despair, even across the communication terminal, Warden Corlandan could feel the...