The two looked at the painting from afar.

Meanwhile, they also listened to the explainer's voice.

"It seems that all stories start from that scene in the painting."

Whenever Talia recalls her encounter with Lanci in Nanwantina, she finds it unbelievable.

"Perhaps it was a promise made ten thousand years ago."

Lanci murmured to himself.

After seeing the stories of Lankros and Tamisha, he couldn't deny that perhaps some kind of fate was recorded by the Goddess of Destiny.

It is unclear how much time had passed.

On the other side of the gallery.

"Apart from this 'Sleeping Beauty', another painting of equal renown, 'Enigmatic Beauty', deserves mention. Though it depicts a beautiful young human woman, its hazy beauty often leads many residents of the Posen Demon Realm to associate her with the Silver White Songstress from the Cerryti Empire. Perhaps the connection between 'Enigmatic Beauty' and 'Sleeping Beauty' is not a mere coincidence?"

A reporter from the Parieau Broadcasting Company, holding a microphone and camera equipment, followed the path in front of the Demon Race painting 'Sleeping Beauty' to the exhibition hall of 'Enigmatic Beauty'.

The reporter spoke to the camera while the exhibition hall focused on the painting.

As he searched among the audience, he found that most were queuing up to admire the painting, except for a couple standing in the distance, leisurely chatting without any intention of approaching to see it.

The reporter immediately found the best interview target and walked towards this relaxed couple who were not in the center of the crowd.

As Lanci and Talia stood chatting, they noticed the Parieau Broadcasting Company's team approaching them.

But then they unconsciously found themselves unable to run away.

Neither of them wanted to drag the other into appearing evasive.

Moreover, running would make them seem guilty, like a Tolyado-style escape.

They had only left a record once in Huadu, not actual fugitives.

"Excuse me, are you here to see the 'Enigmatic Beauty'? What are your views on the recent debate in the Poseen Kingdom regarding the race of the enigma in the painting?"

The Parieau Broadcasting Company's reporter enthusiastically asked Lanci and Talia with a raised microphone.

"He's more concerned with matters related to the Demon Race."

Talia turned her head to point at Lanci beside her.

Wondering if their identities were ever discovered, what would become of this interview?

As historical figures and public Demons, she didn't want to talk much.

"What race she is doesn't matter, as long as you see her as she is, that's how she is."

Lanci answered on behalf of Talia.

"Hehe."

Talia chuckled silently.

Though she had long believed in Lanci's friendliness and equality towards the Demon Race and herself, hearing Lanci's most sincere thoughts brought her back to the moment her perception of Lanci truly changed.

That was when she saw the Shadow World Purgatory Corridor Academy footage that Lanci brought, and heard the conversation between Lanci and Xiu Bao. Perhaps it was from then on, she decided to lower her guard with this guy.

"What's your view on the recent activity of the Demon Race in the Cerryti Empire? Are you aware of the rumors in the Poseen Kingdom about the Demon Race's restoration?"

The reporter directed the microphone toward the seemingly average passerby to further inquire.

Among the two, it was clear the black-haired, green-eyed young man was better at answering questions and comfortably accepting interviews.

"I don't know."

Lanci shook his head and waved off,

"But I'm very sure, under her leadership, there's absolutely no chance of the Demon Race being restored."

He stated confidently.

Talia, feeling ashamed and angry, wanted to lightly kick Lanci's heel because she knew Lanci was mocking her about never being able to restore the kingdom.

But so what if restoration is impossible? If she doesn't restore, she'll just eat Lanci's house poor.

"How did you come to such a conclusion?"

Though the Parieau Broadcasting Company's reporter hesitated, he quickly reacted.

"She looks like a beautiful, voracious, aging, useless Demon."

Lanci curbed the corners of his mouth, commenting on the Silver White Songstress.

The reporter thought for a moment; it was his first time hearing such an assessment.

Beautiful, indeed, is a consensus.

Voracious... given her health, she certainly must eat well enough.

Aging is obvious, as one must live long to become a Demon King.

As for being useful or not, becoming a songstress from a grand Demon King already explains quite a lot.

"..."

Talia fidgeted in frustration, unable to pin Lanci down and beat him in front of the camera, so she acted docilely instead.

"Do you think the Silver White Demon King was influenced by humans to become this way?"

The reporter raised the microphone again.

In fact, the Demon King singing might have puzzled the Demon Race a century ago.

"She is a demon by nature, it's impossible that she was influenced by humans. If we have to say, it must be humans being influenced by her."

Lanci said matter-of-factly, yet with relief.

"Thank you for your answers, truly an interesting perspective. I believe the modern Demon King turning out this way must be due to interactions and understanding with humans. In these decades of development in the Posen Demon Realm, we've also seen the potential for humans and the Demon Race to harmonize and coexist."

After listening, the reporter summarized with a smile,

"Hope you have a pleasant day."

He thanked and bade farewell to the two quietly after the camera turned away.

Lanci too waved a hand, bidding the reporter farewell.

Then, he resumed watching the painting quietly with Talia.

He sensed that Talia still wanted to stay awhile, as her small hand grasped his a bit more tightly.

Until the Parieau Broadcasting Company's team completely disappeared from the gallery, a few more minutes passed, and even many in the queue for the Enigmatic Beauty painting had left.

"What do you mean I influenced you? Could you really be influenced by me..."

Talia mumbled, pulling him forward.

Could she easily accomplish what the Great Love Poet couldn't do in a lifetime?

"..."

Lanci responded with words Talia had spoken just moments ago—

"All stories began when they saw that wandering gray-haired princess."

They stopped in front of the Enigmatic Beauty painting, calmly appreciating it.