Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

The voices and music on stage intertwined, echoing in the grand auditorium of the Ikelite Opera House.

The actors, dressed in costumes, sang and performed with all their might.

"♫ The bird announces the arrival of spring."

"♫ I fall into love just like this."

"♫ You took away my heart."

"♫ Even so, I still wish to guard my pure land garden until the end of life."

The leading actress captured the audience with her beautiful voice and delicate, moving performance.

Following her song monologue, the dialogue with the leading actor reached its climax, leaving the audience completely immersed in the wonderful music, offering enthusiastic applause from time to time.

In the orchestra pit, the symphony orchestra worked closely with the actors on stage, endowing the entire opera with movements that were sometimes stirringly powerful, sometimes gracefully lyrical.

"..."

Sigrid turned to look at Antanas and Sinola.

She could catch and distinguish voices, having already heard the chatting between Antanas and Sinola earlier.

Everyone felt that today Xiu Bao seemed possessed by Tata.

But no matter how Sigrid looked, she thought the girl performing as the half-witch was Hyperion, unlikely to be Talia disguised with magic.

Sigrid watched the audience's reactions in the opera house.

It seemed that those who had heard of the fame of the Grey Princess chapter were very fond of the joyful opera performance being presented as a travelogue at the moment.

Though the half-witch appeared to be a little more unruly and lively than imagined, she could sing, she could show, she could embrace and bring softness with strength.

It was apparent that the half-witch was performing wholeheartedly, wanting nothing but to perform this play well.

The only problem was, the male and female lead at this moment seemed unaware of each other's next lines or actions, giving the opera a feeling of a comedy of errors.

Or it could be said they were truly without a script, completely reenacting the first encounter of two noble demons from the Holy War Era, their pace hard to match.

Sometimes they stumbled and supported each other, causing unexpected humorous effects for the audience.

"..."

Sigrid pondered for a little while.

"Excuse me a moment."

Sigrid slightly left her seat, and when passing by Talia's seat, she bent down to grab Talia and sniffed.

"Are you Lan Fu?"

Sigrid asked in surprise to the gray-haired, golden-eyed beauty in front of her.

No motherly scent.

This indeed was not Talia.

"Yes."

The gray-haired, golden-eyed beauty nodded docilely.

Since she had been discovered by Sigrid, there was no need to hide.

After all, she was impersonating Talia here at Talia's request.

"OMG, has Lanci realized the one across is Tata now?"

Sigrid looked at the stage.

She roughly guessed why Tata was disguised as Xiu Bao.

Combining Xiu Bao's physical condition from last month, it must be the Demon Race factor from the Blasphemous Lord Melogast's scorpion demon line starting to affect Hyperion, and Tata had to step in as the savior at this moment.

When Lanci first performed with the half-witch, his intuition might have told him the half-witch before him was Tata.

But Lanci's rationality would continually prove to him that the girl in front of him, whether in magic power or aura, was Xiu Bao.

By now, Lanci, even though his mind's processing had been filled with "timely savior" and "impromptu performance," should have guessed it—

This half-witch is actually the product of Tata and Xiu Bao's fusion!

"Wait, since it's Tata, and also Xiu Bao, wouldn't that mean double the joy."

Sigrid furrowed her brows in thought, she discovered an astonishing thing.

She had been troubled over how to embrace Lan Xiu Ta with both arms, now she seemed to have found a way.

Quickly, she shook her head, not the time to consider these things.

Sigrid was not worried about anything else, what worried her was that Lanci was already overwhelmed, after a morning of overclocked brain operation, he needed to further overclock through the afternoon.

But she couldn't help Lanci now.

Sigrid could only return to her seat and pray that Lanci could use his super brain to overcome this final difficulty.

After more than an hour of performance, the stage had arrived at the final act.

The scene changed with the workings of curtains, mechanisms, and projections.

The musicians held their breath, concentrating fully on the stage.

Bows danced on strings, flute melodies meandered, harp strings chimed crisply, musical notes drifted and twirled in the hall's air, weaving the melody of the final chapter.

The stage lights gradually brightened, first with a soft pale yellow, then with bright spotlights.

The massive backdrop projected the rolling peaks of the Ent Mountains in the Demon World, with glistening lakes at the foot reflecting the colors of dusk.

It was a dreamy, profound twilight fairyland.

With the music, the leading actress slowly stepped into the pure land.

The half-witch wore a pure white long dress, radiating the bliss of many days of play on her bright and moving face.

"It seems our journey is coming to an end."

She hummed a little tune by her lips, her ethereal and pure voice as enchanting as heavenly music, softly narrating the love in her heart.

"Returning here again, the place we once spent time together in your memory... but my memory always seems to have a gap, though someone should clearly be beside me, yet how come I recall it being just me."

The male lead, the Demon Race Governor, also appeared, with a hint of melancholy in his expression.

After retracing this part of the journey with the Half-witch Lady, his eyes seemed to show affection, barely concealing the fatigue within them.

Even if he still couldn't recall the half-witch, amid their journey frolics, he and the half-witch became each other's trusted friends.