Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Chapter 940 - 722 Lanci’s Leisure Time After Classes

The autumn sun shone brightly in the morning.

The stained glass windows of the arched corridor in Saint Kray Temple’s Elliot Building were filled with golden radiance.

Just a few steps after he left the classroom, fiery discussions erupted from Classroom 4-21.

"I’m sure the Empire’s Special Operations Department will come to record this classroom tomorrow,"

"No, you’re underestimating those spies; they might even come this afternoon."

"No worries, the Special Operations Department still has to give Headmaster Violet respect. Even if those agents come to the school to arrest someone, they have to follow procedures. They probably won’t arrive until tomorrow at the earliest, so we don’t need to worry about being disturbed. Let’s focus on our research."

It seemed that dozens of students had already gathered around the long table in front of the podium in the classroom, recording and analyzing the principles he had left behind.

They chatted back and forth, some questioning and seeking confirmation, while others shared their interpretations directly.

Some students were so passionate that their voices, full of excitement, penetrated the thick oak doors, clearly reaching the corridor.

Lanci, having finished his class, walked with his left side bathed in light and his right cloaked in shadow, his grey robe tracing a deep arc behind him.

"Do do do do doo..."

The Little Black Cat peeked its head out of his shadow and then withdrew it.

As a Spirit Beast, its presence at the school was not surprising.

It thought of some memories from the Northern Continent that it likely could never forget upon seeing Lanci’s behavior in the Saint Kray Temple classroom today.

Every time it saw Xiu Bao being so scared, it felt a pang of sympathy — she was cautious as if she had once lost something precious.

But as they say, the less power you have, the less responsibility.

Keeping an eye on Lanci was not something within the capability of the Cat Boss.

"Be brave, Cat Boss; in ancient times, you would have been worshipped by thousands as a National Guardian Beast,"

Lanci encouraged, noticing the state of the Cat Boss.

"National Guardian Beast meow..."

Cat Boss suddenly spaced out, lifting its head.

It never dared to dream of a scene of being worshipped, but after following Lanci, it had not only obtained a Pink Holy Sacred Card but also an Orange Epic Card, and had even become an Eighth-order Elf Cat.

Now, in times of chaos,

As long as it established its merits,

The title of National Guardian Beast seemed within reach, and it had to consider whether this was its once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"Do you have such dreams?"

Lanci whispered softly.

"I do meow!"

The Cat Boss replied instinctively.

"Right, Cat Boss, with you and me, let’s push forward with all our might!"

Lanci stated with certainty.

He couldn’t promise that the Cat Boss would become the National Guardian Beast of any particular kingdom, but he would certainly do everything in his power to help the Cat Boss achieve this dream.

"Meow! Let’s do this! I’ll try hard meow!"

The Cat Boss suddenly felt much more excited, no longer afraid, and scooted back into the shadow.

This time, there was no brake, no accelerator either, only a useless clutch.

To look on the bright side,

Xiu Bao couldn’t come to the Cerryti Empire and hence couldn’t be scared by Lanci again.

The Cat Boss immediately felt relieved and even started looking forward to the scene of being worshipped by thousands.

"..."

Talia silently observed in Lanci’s mind.

She didn’t know why the Cat Boss had been so panicked just now.

Lanci, who wasn’t even as old as a fraction of her age,

Only seemed to be off to a quick start; the real difficulties still lay ahead.

A Magic Engineer only has the right to research and create, not the power to decide how to use their creations, just as they cannot sway politics.

As a princess of the Demon Race, she was once a top Magic Artisan in the Demon World; in eight hundred years, she had seen too much and knew too well. She didn’t want to end up comforting Lanci with her experiences, saying that Magic Engineers may bask in admiration and glory, yet they often have no choice in their fates.

This was the destiny of Magic Engineers.

In the realm of Magical Engineering, they were remarkable.

In the realm of politics and military, however, they were just tools.

Since Lanci had chosen such a path, he must be ready to be caught up in the whirlwind.

"The political shadows behind Magical Engineering research are indeed terrifying, but Tata, trust me, I have always been a politician from the start,"

Lanci said, hearing Talia’s thoughts.

"?"

She remembered Professor Bolao had once said that Lanci was not a Magical Engineering genius, but a genius in management.

"Forget it, just do as you like; if you fail, I’ll be there to comfort you. After all, I’m the only one who can,"

Talia sighed with a hint of smugness in her thoughts, no longer indulging in idle chat with Lanci.

Lanci was the epitome of a greenhorn unafraid of the tiger, needing a mother-like mentor to guide him through the complexities of the world. Without any experience of success, he could not do without her guidance.

She was just waiting for the day when Lanci would face setbacks and realize her irreplaceable value and status.

"Hopefully there will be fewer things to deal with in these couple of days; I’ve just gotten here, and my task list might be a bit overwhelming."

Lanci looked once more at the four-story corridor of the Saint Kray Temple’s Elliot Building.

His current tasks included finding Miss Isatia’s whereabouts, handling the Duke’s disappearance, investigating illegal structures, assembling a professional team, capturing stray members of the Blood Clan, academic research and teaching at the school, liaising with the Poseen Kingdom’s espionage staff, attempting to take over the legacy left behind in the Cerryti Empire by the Bishop of Destruction Ivanos, attracting attention from the Imperial Army, aiding Allied Forces spies with good cover, and dealing with private meetings regarding Landry’s identity.