Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Chapter 709 - 658 Lanci is Lucky Not to Have Studied Journalism

Lanci felt as if an invisible hand had lightly touched his neck, and what would happen next probably depended on his performance.

After Lanci was filled with regret, the sensation on his neck gradually disappeared.

"If you dare to have such messy thoughts about me again, be prepared to serve as my stool,"

Talia withdrew her magic power, and her cold mental voice echoed in Lanci’s mind.

Even in her unsummoned state, she could use spiritual magic to restrain Lanci.

This guy has been getting too out of hand lately.

Someday I’ll have to give him a lesson he’ll never forget!

"How persistent are you to capture me?"

Lanci didn’t understand. Every time Talia got angry, she would knock him down without saying a word, leaving him no time to reason with her.

She never gave him a chance to speak.

"In the Demon World, this represents the hierarchy of status. Our status for life will be as I demonstrate to you each time. If you’re not convinced, then one day, if you have the ability, pin me to the ground."

Talia laughed confidently, as if mocking Lanci’s weakness.

In an instant, the two of them exchanged several sentences in their minds.

Arguing without speaking, the exchange of thoughts was much more convenient in some respects.

After they arrived in the Poseen Kingdom, the long periods of travel on various transports meant that maintaining Talia’s summoned state would have been too much for Lanci to handle.

The city was too large, located in the southern part of the Poseen Kingdom, spanning the Selina River. Floral City and its surrounding suburbs formed the greater Pariel area, with a population of about twelve million, making it one of the largest cities on the South Continent.

After arriving in the greater Pariel area, Lanci and Talia still had to take an airship to enter the heart of Floral City Pariel.

Lanci, snapping out of his brief daze, looked across at Lixancy with a puzzled expression.

Because he had stopped speaking halfway through.

"Anyway, I’ve seen that kind of magical cuisine before that can boost a lot of magic power and strength for twenty-four hours, and I thought it was amazing. I’ve heard that in Floral City Pariel, magical cuisine is very popular, and many other cities can’t even compare to the chefs in Floral City."

Lanci continued to speak.

According to the books Professor Bolao had him read earlier, the history of Floral City Pariel involved multifaceted changes, from its construction during the ancient wars of the South Continent, to its prosperity thousands of years ago, the century storm where the Demon Race integrated, and the rapid modern development. Each period left its unique mark on the streets, buildings, and parks of Floral City Pariel, shaping the city’s unique cultural heritage.

Pariel is divided by the Selina River into the North Shore and the South Bank. Traditionally, the North Shore is considered the center of academia and arts, as well as the location of the Poseen Demon World, while the South Bank is more commercialized, housing both the royal palace and The Senate.

Floral City is divided into twenty districts, each with its own unique character and atmosphere. For example, the Mahei District is known for its ancient architecture and active Church activities, while the Mingtian District is renowned for its museums, artist studios, and avant-garde vibe. Visitors who have just arrived in Floral City Pariel might spend half a year trying to understand this giant city.

Therefore, when they were new to Floral City Pariel and not yet familiar with it, Talia spent most of the time as a Magic Card within his Soul Space to allow Lanci to maintain sufficient mana to deal with any situation.

The sound of a harp in the great hall, tinkling and pleasing to the ear, still lingered by Lanci and Lixancy’s side.

"That kind of dish is completely beyond me; I’m just a novice. I can only occasionally rely on luck to make some meals with added attributes,"

Lixancy said, waving her hands repeatedly.

A Magic Chef who can consistently make cuisine with many added attributes, if compared to Card Making, would probably have to be Gold-level.

"You’re not weak, are you?"

Lanci observed her with puzzlement.

Compared to the rankless and First-order common citizens, Lixancy was much stronger.

In his opinion, Lixancy’s magic strength was already comparable to many second-year students at Ichrite Academy.

"After several years of study, I’ve managed to become a Fourth-Order Blue Mage, but I can’t fight at all,"

She shook her head.

Blue Mages have a variety of spells and are more skilled at delicate life spells, support spells, etc., compared to attack magic. Hence her career aspiration was to become a Magic Chef.

"You are still impressive. The value of meals that can add attributes is completely different. In Card Making, you’d at least be Silver-level. Of course, if you go to the highest star-rated restaurants in Floral City, you can only be an apprentice, but if you go to a slightly lower grade restaurant, you would be a pastry chef whom they would fight to have."

Lanci analyzed roughly from the perspective of employment and salary.

At this moment, Lixancy began to wonder if this young man was in the educational consulting business.

"... I’m flattered, but I’m not as impressive as a Silver-level Card Maker."

Lixancy’s eyes drooped as she spoke.

Actually, finding a job wasn’t so easy for her.

"By the way, how should I address you?"

"Lixancy."

"I’m Lanci."

After chatting for quite some time, they realized they hadn’t exchanged names, so they simply introduced themselves.

Perhaps because they were of similar age, and it was rare to come across a peer to talk to on the road, they had already started communicating like friends.

"But since you’re so familiar with the work of a Magic Artisan, are you interested in the Platinum Level Card Maker exam in Floral City Pariel this time?"

Lixancy didn’t think the other person looked like he was on a business trip, nor did he seem to be here for the exam.

His demeanor truly suggested he was here for tourism.

Unlike the other native events held annually, the Platinum Level Card Maker exam in the eastern region of the South Continent was held only once every two to three years.

"I’m very interested," admitted Lanci.

"I see, so am I. When I was little and came to Floral City Pariel, I saw Duke Migaya in person once," said Lixancy, filled with nostalgia.

"Duke Migaya from the Hutton Kingdom?" Lanci asked curiously.

"Yes, don’t you know? Duke Migaya is quite famous in Floral City Pariel. The Platinum Flower Palace even has his paintings on display. He often comes to the Poseen Kingdom for official business with the Southern Continent Card Maker Association, and he always presides over the Platinum Level Card Maker exam."

Lixancy spoke with elevated enthusiasm, as if she had found a fellow enthusiast.

"But... we won’t see him this year, despite that, I still bought a spectator ticket. It might have become a habit," she said, bowing her head and gently clasping her hands.

"Uh."

It was evident she had a fondness for Duke Migaya.

Lanci wasn’t surprised, since Duke Migaya truly could be considered a perfect man; many even believed that he could only be described as an "art piece."

After all, Hyperion always felt other boys were quite average, probably because she grew up around Duke Migaya.

"Don’t worry, Duke Migaya will be back for the next Platinum Level Card Maker exam," Lanci comforted her.

Lixancy nodded with her gaze lowered, knowing these were words of comfort from Lanci.

The more she thought about it, the sadder she felt.

"Ever since Duke Migaya went missing, some despicable unscrupulous media started to exploit his story without limit, even concocting ridiculous claims that he was the Night Bishop, which is impossible. The Night Bishop is clearly a woman; they don’t even have the gender right!"

Lixancy’s tone grew increasingly agitated, evidently harboring a long-standing resentment against those rumormongers.

The Night Bishop was said to be gloriously rational and captivating, capable of making many young girls swoon with just a glance, a highly mysterious and dangerous beauty.

Just because their schedules occasionally coincided, how could they make such an assumption that Duke Migaya was the Night Bishop.

"Exactly, instead of spreading such rumors, they might as well make up that the Night Bishop is the fiancée of the Great Priest. After all, the goal of these media is to tarnish the Hutton Kingdom, so this way they could smear two at once," said Lanci indignantly.

"..."

Lixancy choked up.

It’s a good thing you’re not in the news media.

Otherwise, even if Duke Migaya could return to the Hutton Kingdom, he probably wouldn’t dare.