Don't confiscate my identity as a human race-Chapter 1269 - 814: The Eldest Sister of Isatia’s Eldest Sister_5

The painting depicts a tranquil and serene scene.

A beautiful girl in a long dress lies on a four-poster bed.

Her eyebrows gently closed, lips slightly parted, her expression calm and soft, like an angel asleep.

Silver hair spreads over the white pillow, the white silk sheets accentuate her creamy skin, outside the window is a lush forest, the trees lush and green, speckled sunlight filtering through the window casting swaying light and shadows on the girl.

She looks very much like this child before me.

But that painting is quite old, more than a decade has passed, the Sleeping Beauty in the painting should have grown up, she wouldn't still look like a girl.

"Who is this?"

Isatia slightly turned, noticing Siegler standing next to Lanci.

The moment she saw her, Isatia instinctively felt that the other person was powerful.

And for some reason, she swallowed her saliva, as if she wanted to bite the other's neck, greedily drink her blood, making the Blood King's Divine Fire inside her start to heat intensely, the pain becoming more and more severe.

She shook her head to keep herself alert.

From Isatia's neck started the crimson cracks like branches, the magma-like magic power veins roaming and constantly burning her, inflicting unbearable pain.

She had never had such a strange impulse before.

"Don't worry, Isatia, it's normal after being hit by the Blood King's Divine Fire; you will crave the possible antidote."

Lanci said to Isatia.

"Antidote?"

Isatia perplexedly sat up, looking at Lanci and Siegler.

"She is the high-ranking savior of the Wolf Clan, Miss Sikder."

Talia reassuringly told her sister.

"...?"

Isatia glanced at the Solar Calendar on the wall of Abigail's residence.

She remembered that it has been less than a month since Lanci mentioned finding her an antidote; sometimes even international express deliveries aren't this fast.

"Wuwuwu, thank you all."

Isatia started crying emotionally.

She had never seen such reliable people.

They promised to detox her and didn't procrastinate at all, immediately sorting it out.

It was no different from making a wish.

"You should also thank Yabo, he expended all his mana to help teleport Sikder here."

Lanci said smilingly.

"Thank you, Yabo, you really are reliable when it comes to serious matters."

Isatia smiled gratefully as she saluted Tolyado.

"If anyone, thank Siegler, she came to the opera house as soon as she heard you needed help."

Tolyado always felt Isatia's comment implied he wasn't usually reliable.

Only Isatia from the entire Demon World respected him the most among the Demon Race.

"Miss Siegler, I really don't know how to repay you."

Isatia looked at Siegler with grateful tears.

"No big deal, you are Tata's sister, and that makes you my sister too."

Siegler picked up a glass prepared by Abigail from the coffee table, her fingertips tracing lightly over her wrist with a sharp aura, slowly a line of blood surfaced and red blood began to drip into the cup.

After a while, Lanci grabbed Siegler's elbow, and Siegler understood it was enough.

Her hand quickly healed, handing over nearly half a cup of blood to Isatia.

"..."

Isatia stared at the icy cold wolf blood, her throat gulping, scarcely able to imagine the relief it would bring to her intense thirst.

She closed her eyes and drained the cup of crimson liquid.

The moment the blood touched her throat, an icy chill filled her body as if she was in an ice cave, and shortly after, a warm flow rose from her lower abdomen, quickly spreading through her limbs and body.

Isatia felt a violent life force being stirred inside her, like fire burning her body and waves crashing over her, her initially pale skin gradually flushed with health, almost reborn, the sinuous crimson cracks on her neck slowly faded into a faint scarlet then gradually dissolved into her skin, leaving no trace.

The molten-like magic veins also began to fade, becoming lighter and more soothing, no longer burning her body, a light frost appearing on her skin as if she was draped in a thin veil woven by moonlight.

"Huff—"

Isatia took a deep breath, feeling light and free from pain.

Her appearance was even more ethereal and graceful, like a celestial spirit who had descended to the mortal world, her features imbued with an otherworldly charm.

From then on, she was no longer troubled by curses and pain, and her magic power also broke its shackles, elevating once again.

"No pain anymore?"

Talia grabbed her sister's arms, checking her thoroughly to confirm there were no traces of the Blood King's Divine Fire left on her.

Talia originally thought that by leveling up from 82 to 84 in the Shadow World, she had nearly closed the gap with her sister's original rank of Bishop 85, but now her sister seemed even stronger, probably at level 86 and very close to a level 87 Bishop.

But Talia didn't care about these things, even if she remained at the bottom of the Great Demon Clan forever, she just wanted her sister to be well.

"Yes, I've been resurrected!"

Isatia happily said.

"So you'll be coming home with your sister later today, don't make me open the door for you again."

Tolyado sat back next to Lanci, shaking his head weakly.

"Isatia, I have prepared a room for you a long time ago, and from now on, we sisters won't need to use communication magic to chat."

Talia grabbed Isatia's hand, eager to speak.

"Can I stay at your house?"

Isatia looked at Lanci and asked timidly.

She didn't want to disturb her sister and Lanci's life, and seeing the intimate behavior between Lanci and Miss Sikder, Isatia was very curious about what it was like at Lanci's house.

"This..."

Lanci analyzed, thought, and hesitated.

He was afraid that Isatia calling him 'brother' might become a habit.

If it can't be changed back when returning to the Hutton Kingdom, he wouldn't be able to face Hyperion.

The good news is that I've found your mother.

The bad news is that I've taught your mother to call me 'brother.'

This isn't something a human would say.

"If you don't mind, there's no problem, I will also stay at their house now."

Sigrid, acting like the head of the household, answered Isatia.

She is Lanci's boss and Tata's sister, so naturally, she is the head of the family.

She has the final say.

"How could I, you are my lifesaver, Sister Xi De!"

Isatia immediately confessed her sincere thoughts to this spirited big sister,

"I super like you and want to understand and talk to you."

"Wait..."

Lanci hurriedly tried to interrupt.

But before he could finish, Isatia started crying.

"Thank you all, you are all good people."

Isatia spoke while sobbing.

Furiously wiping away tears continuously overflowing from her invisible eyes.

Her family reunion in the Alansar, something she never dared to dream of, has finally come.

It's good to have so many friends helping her.

"Don't cry, don't cry."

Sigrid hurriedly sat down opposite to comfort Isatia, she didn't expect her words would make Isatia cry again.

"..."

Lanci's eyes whitened, his voice choked up.

In such an atmosphere, if he didn't let the tear-stricken Isatia reunite with her sister, he would turn into a bad guy.

"Using your blood, you're now my family! I have a good family background in Ichrite, when you come to the Hutton Kingdom, I'll take you to have fun in the Royal Capital, and you can stay at my house."

Isatia hugged Sigrid, promising.

"Actually, I have another sister, she's also in Ichrite..."

Sigrid lightly touched her cheek with her index finger, thinking it's quite a coincidence.

She not only planned to go to Ichrite Academy as an exchange student but also planned to disguise herself as Siegler to meet the sister.

"Really?"

Isatia looked up curiously, releasing Sigrid.

Talia also looked over, puzzled.

She didn't expect that Sikder had a sister in the South Continent.

"She's not in Cerryti Empire right now, but she must be in Ichrite, I'll introduce her to you later."

Sigrid clenched her fist, full of anticipation.

"I'm a bit excited, I wonder what kind of person the sister of my sister's sister is."

Isatia placed her hands diagonally and pressed them against her cheek, full of fantasies and said.

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She must be a very incredible woman.

In the distance.

Lanci was already numb, slumped on the sofa covering his face.

Only Little Black Coal was patting his shoulder.

"What's all this about, just end it already, I can't take it anymore."

A whimpering-like tremble came from the corner of Lanci's mouth.