Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

This is freedom she had never experienced before.

"I suppose we could, but there's only just over two days left. This might be the second-to-last choice in this simulation, so let's head straight to St. Trick."

Lanci didn't want to cause too much trouble in the southern Tarberg Province, as that could alert the Blood Clan in the capital, St. Trick.

Therefore, even these two days, even the whereabouts of "Trader Randall" kept a low profile, not showing any power beyond the Sixth Order.

"Let's go!"

Talia couldn't wait to get to Blood Moon City.

As Lanci lightly touched the Demon Race Script in the glass bottle, the sky suddenly turned gloomy and intermittently bright.

Once again, Lanci sensed a sudden change in the surroundings and continued flying southward for a long time.

Until after one day and night.

He arrived at St. Trick, the southernmost capital of the Honing Empire.

In the morning light, the entire capital of St. Trick City unfolded like a beautiful fresco.

From high above, one could see the meandering Rhine River, resembling a shining satin ribbon, splitting the city in two, with the reflection of the sunrise on the river surface being particularly dazzling.

Along the riverbanks, the solemn St. Trick Cathedral, which Lanci had seen in his dreams, stood in the morning light, with early risers on the nearby Honning Empire Square strolling and chatting, enjoying the peaceful morning hours.

On the south bank, the iconic Moonlight Tower reached into the sky, the observatory at the top of the tower looking particularly magnificent at sunrise, its body coated with a layer of gold.

[Upon reaching the capital St. Trick, you arrived at the northern human boundary, and the southern bank is your final destination.]

[You didn't rush to the southern bank but found the streets of the north bank where you were last time.]

[Here, you have already identified a space node leading to the Blood Moon City.]

[You are waiting for the Blood Clan to discover you, replaying everything from the last cycle, starting to ask the residents of St. Trick the same questions on the streets.]

"The Blood Clan has always been protecting us. There's nothing to be scared of the Demon People, haha."

A passerby answered.

[When you mentioned the Demon People, the townspeople responded so enthusiastically and kindly.]

["Do you really view the Blood Clan like this?"]

[You continued to inquire calmly.]

"Damn those Holy Polante Theocracy folks always like to defame the Blood Clan, but do we believe them? It's the theocracy harming us, while the Blood Clan protects us."

"The Blood Clan should have driven the Demon Race out of this world long ago, that group of traitors who broke the North-South Contract, surely the Demon People must be connected to the Demon World?"

[Listening to these words from the people of the Honing Empire.]

[You laugh relievedly.]

[Their appearance of soon becoming a living blood pack for the Blood Clan, you vividly remember.]

The writings from the Mirror of Tiberius continue to propagate, climbing onto the clothes of these pedestrians crossing St. Trick, forming dense circles of Demon Race Script— Read new adventures at My Virtual Library Empire

[Next, you will choose:]

[A. Wanton Destruction]

[B. Raid the Blood Realm]

[C. Covert Investigation]

[D. Personal Intervention]

[Fate Remaining: 1 day 13 hours 49 minutes]

"It should be the last choice."

Talia guessed that this round of the simulation was also coming to an end.

But this time is different from the last dead end.

Not only do they hold intelligence, but they also wield power.

"I'll do it myself."

Lanci felt that this full-level major account would be a wasted opportunity if he didn't play it at least once, discrediting what he suffered in the last simulation.

"Uh, I want to play too."

Talia pleaded pitifully.

But she knew she couldn't interfere with Lanci's body now.

She could only watch Lanci operate.

"Wait until I train to Ninth-order in the real world, then I'll let you play."

Lanci said, a bit tender-hearted.

"Okay, it's a deal! You really are the Master's good disciple."

Talia had confidence in Lanci, although waiting for him to reach the extraordinary ranks like Eighth-order or Ninth-order might no longer be part of his own storyline, but she was always patient and believed in the strength of a Ninth-order Lanci.

For the first time, Lanci chose Personal Intervention.

Following that, everything slowed down.

He felt like waking from a dream, gaining control over his own actions, vividly standing in St. Trick City.

He saw himself dressed in casual vests, standing on the pedestrian plaza street of a bustling commercial district.

In the blue sky sprinkled with sparse clouds, a flock of birds flew by in the distance.

On the streets, under the green shade of plane trees, outdoor café seats were bustling with elegantly dressed gentlemen and ladies taking a break, savoring the rich coffee, and enjoying lively conversations.

"Lanci, this feels so real, it doesn't seem like a dream."

Talia thought she had entered a whole new real world.

This was the future, fully projected by the Mirror of Tiberius.

Unlike the Artificial Shadow World, where it couldn't handle too high-rank Challengers at full strength, typically simulating Fourth and Fifth Order Shadow Worlds for training was the limit.

Within the Mirror of Tiberius, no matter how strong, one could act freely.

"Yes."

Lanci looked at all this and said.

This is a legendary Magic Device, surpassing even the Epics, with restrictions and adverse effects but defying all common sense.

The National Guardian God Sword [Seross Spirit Sword] of the Cerryti Empire in the real world, is likely also a Red Legend, filled with endless variables.

But Lanci was not the least bit obsessed with the power of the Red Legend.

Once reaching the Red Grade, it tends to possess some ominous characteristics.

Just like [Parlony's Grudge Record], it itself is an inscribed book-type Magic Device born out of full suffering and tragedy.

"It's time to get down to business."