NOVEL Don't confiscate my identity as a human race Chapter 114 - 105 Lanci’s Ability to Cause Trouble has Always been Strong_1

Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Chapter 114 - 105 Lanci’s Ability to Cause Trouble has Always been Strong_1
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In the spacious large amphitheater classroom, amidst the lively discussion atmosphere, Lanci’s question was like a meteor falling into a lake, stirring everyone’s hearts.

At that moment, the classroom became quiet, the air seemed to solidify, all eyes were attracted to the back and focused on Lanci.

When Lanci asked this question, most people understood his meaning—

He also wanted to obtain a slab in the future.

The sheer audacity of his words was as if he was declaring that he would become the supreme being of his time.

If proposed by ordinary students, it would have only aroused laughter.

But Lanci was different, he had a reason to be proud.

Now, in the eyes of his peers at Ichrite, he already existed as a Little Devil King.

"..."

Teacher Teresa seemed a little surprised by the question Lanci asked.

The slabs of these three types should be the best choices for Lanci to consider.

What surprised her was, she could understand Spirit and Healing... but he can also use the Sealing Skill?? 𝔫𝖔𝔳𝔭𝔲𝔟.𝖈𝔬𝔪

There were other teachers in the room besides Teacher Teresa.

The students who had never seen Lanci use the Sealing Skill, after careful consideration, felt even more fearful of this Lanci Clan.

"The [Original Tablet - Spirit] was on the Demon Race’s side during the Demon War decades ago, but it hasn’t been seen for many years since the war ended. It should still be in the hands of a concealed Great Demon Clan."

Teacher Teresa quickly started answering Lanci’s question, her voice somewhat regretful.

If Lanci wanted to specialize in the [Spirit] series of magic, the hope of finding this slab was slim.

No matter how strong humans are, they only have a few decades, a hundred years of life, they can’t outlive the Demon Race that can quietly hide for hundreds of years.

"As for the [Original Tablet - Healing], it is with the Saintess of the Church of the Goddess of Destiny. If you want to go and observe, it would be better to be introduced by Dean Loren for communication."

Teresa said in an even tone.

Although it’s still too early for Lanci, who is only a third-order student, to consider the original slabs, there’s no problem if he just wants to observe. This is a slab suitable for Lanci and that is relatively easy to visit.

However.

After saying this.

Teresa’s voice stopped.

Many students in the classroom held their breath, her sudden change of expression made the freshmen a little nervous.

Seeing Teacher Teresa with a look of fear and hatred, it seemed that she wasn’t ignorant of the answer, but rather hesitant to mention some ill-omened word like a "taboo".

"The last tablet... is in the hands of the Bishop of Nirvana, Asksan, on the Northern Continent."

The Bishop of Nirvana, Asksan, represents fear, despair, and torment. As one of the top Cardinal Bishops of the Rebirth Church, every sealing and curse skill he possesses has sown seeds of death in the world.

His sealing skill is silent, but more deadly than any attack magic. In just a few hours, he could turn a once thriving city-state into a silent inferno, no one, strong or weak, could escape from his seal. There are no compassion or humanity in his eyes, only a morbid obsession with death and annihilation.

The sealing magic in the present world is notorious largely due to Asksan. As a representative figure, the Bishop of Nirvana is feared by creatures of the Northern Continent, and even his reputation has spread to the isolated Southern Continent.

Just as Teresa finished saying with a serious tone, she then looked at the students in the classroom extremely worriedly and said,

"The ten tablets of the Rebirth Church, you all may consider as non-existent in the world, and must never have anything to do with them! Otherwise, it will be a calamity to you and your families."

The classroom atmosphere suddenly became somber and heavy. Teresa stood in front of the podium, her voice serious, clear, and firm.

Each of the Cardinal Bishops would have the power to destroy a nation; provoking one of them would bring unimaginable disaster.

"I understand, Teacher Teresa, thank you."

Lanci nodded and thanked Teacher Teresa.

The classroom was wrapped in silence, then, like breaking ice, a student quickly raised his hand and asked,

"Teacher, if the Cardinal Bishops of the Rebirth Church are all holders of slabs, why doesn’t the Pope have one?"

Logically speaking, the Pope of the Rebirth Church should be the strongest ninth-order, and it seems unlikely that he wouldn’t have a slab.

Teacher Teresa on the podium let out a sigh. Although the subject had been led to the Rebirth Church, which she was least willing to mention, this class was still progressing positively and was of great educational significance.

This also allowed her students to understand more clearly the threats and harms of this cult.

"The Pope of the Rebirth Church is indeed there, but has always been a mystery. The Royal Alliance and Cerryti Empire have almost no solid information about the Pope, and the Northern Continent is even less informed..."

"As for whether the Pope has a slab or not, it may be that he possesses one but has never used it, or that his system is comprehensive and complex and does not need to spend the fifth-order position on a slab, or it may be that he simply has not acquired the one most suitable for him..."

Teacher Teresa patiently explained to the students, her voice both gentle and powerful, occasionally revealing a hint of humor that elicited a smattering of laughter from the classroom.

Most of the students stared seriously at the podium, engrossed in the discussion class that was about to end.

...

The sun-dappled walkway at Ichrite Academy was tranquil and serene.

The botanical garden next to the Alchemical Institute was lush and vibrant. Birds jumped between treetops, their melodious calls spreading joy among students who had just finished a two-hour lecture.

They had no mandatory classes left for the morning, but lunch was still more than an hour away.

Lanci and Hyperion were leisurely walking along the path that led to the student council room in the old literature building.

They walked at a leisurely pace, and when they passed a bustling beverage shop, they stopped for a moment and queued up to buy three cups.

This cold-pressed juice shop was the latest favorite among new students, and often after class, many students could be seen holding a cup of their signature drinks.

It was only after arriving at the shop that they realized there were more than thirty types of pure juices, mixed fruit juices, and vegetable juices available, as well as a weekly wellness combo.

The novel and interesting sights everywhere made them sigh. Without any worries or pressures, leisurely enjoying life at Ichrite would indeed be a blissful thing.

Indeed, the icy sweetness tasted like a cool summer breeze.

Hyperion sipped her juice, occasionally casting glances at Lanci. She had felt that Lanci had been deep in thought since class ended, his furrowed brows never relaxing.

He seemed to be pondering something important.

"Lanci, do you have a plan in mind?"

Hyperion finally couldn’t resist asking out of curiosity.

Upon hearing, Lanci turned his head to look at Hyperion.

He nodded gravely.

"Hyperion, you know that we have to choose a graduation project when we graduate, right?"

Lanci said leisurely.

The student’s graduation project at Ichrite Academy can be chosen and started around the second year.

It could be done individually or as a group. Many students will take advantage of the vacation to try and complete it, and depending on the difficulty of the project, the school may grant a corresponding long-term vacation to students to provide ample time.

"Hmm, have you already thought about it?"

Hyperion nodded her head, then asked again.

Some determined students might have decided on their project topic as early as the first year and may have made efforts to complete it during the vacation. This would not only allow for more flexible arrangement of courses in the second and third years, but if a high-quality graduation project is completed, it could also be exchanged for more required course credits.

Since Lanci already had an idea and seemed eager to continue as a team, they could consider starting on the project during the winter vacation after this semester had ended.

"Our Sage Academy has a mandatory course named ’General Knowledge of Magic Series’ and a later optional course called ’Introduction to the Magic System’; on this basis, like Magic Engineering College, we have a graduation project option called ’Visiting Tablet Holder’."

Lanci explained.

In the next two years, Lanci was willing to strive for his retirement dream.

After the completion of the next Shadow World task, there would likely be a longer period before the third Shadow World challenge. He wanted to make use of that time.

"Do you want to visit the Saintess of the Church of the Goddess of Destiny? Or some tablet holders outside of the alliance?"

Hyperion more or less understood.

Lanci did indeed say before that he knew some magic tool-making skills, which explained why he was particularly energetic during this Magic Engineering College course.

Apart from choosing a medium-difficulty graduation project like visiting the Saintess.

Occasionally, if they could successfully visit a distant and hard-to-reach noble power-holder, like a tablet holder from a country not in the alliance, it might make for a very high-quality graduation project.

Not only would they receive a higher evaluation and be allowed an extra-long vacation by the school, but they might even be highlighted as a distinguished project across the South Continent School Alliance, bringing fame and glory to Ichrite Academy and the Hutton Kingdom!

"No."

Lanci shook his head with a smile. It seemed he had no interest in the tablet held by the Saintess.

"Then who do you want to visit?"

Hyperion asked, puzzled.

Lanci: "Bishop of Nirvana, Asksan."

Upon hearing this, Hyperion almost spit out the mouthful of drink she had just sipped.

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