NOVPUBAnd so, under the shine of the sunlight, the piston of the syringe kept moving. The executioner’s needle now seemed like a blood pump, gradually drawing the world of Count Palucas into darkness until he could only release a frantic wail.
The light refracted by the stained glass windows slowly began to dissipate, and Lanci gently lifted his hand, withdrawing the card known as the [Shining Virtue].
The brilliant light was instantaneously swallowed by the endless night.
At this point, the executioner’s syringe could barely extract any more blood, and the painful howls of Count Palucas had already ceased.
The chapel returned to its usual warm and luminous atmosphere of a banquet.
"It seems he’s okay now."
Lanci murmured.
"..."
Hyperion was too afraid to respond to that statement, stealing a quick glance at the withering Count Palucas on the ground and then quickly shifting his gaze away, silently repenting to himself.
He only hoped that Lanci would continue his role as a principal and never venture into the field of medical science.
Otherwise, god forbid, if he ever decided to establish the First Affiliated Hospital of Purgatory Corridor Academy, that would definitely pose some serious problems.
"Ah... my blood..."
Count Palucas’ skin was even more pale-white, his body shrunk like a dried up grape, reduced to little more than a cadaver. If this were any other creature, it would have certainly died by now.
What was horrifying was that this mummy-like vampire was still trembling all over, lifting its hand as if trying to escape.
...
Ichrite Academy.
With the full-screen white light on the outdoor giant screen disappearing, the view was finally restored.
The high arches above were no longer reflecting any sunlight. The endless night sky had taken its place, with dazzling stars embedded within, creating an image of a dark sky filled with gemstones.
This ancient chapel, located right on the boundary of light and dark, seemed like an altar; mysterious and cold.
Smells of bloodshed mingled with those of fear even the odor of burning candles in the air. The stone floor was stained red with blood, the flickering candlelight casting shadows that seemed to waltz on it like molten lava.
On the floor, the skeletal form of Count Palucas was trembling and struggling.
A number of figures hovered over the Earl, their faces decorated with carefree smirks in the firelight, their twisted and bizarre faces casting long, swinging shadows.
"..."
The entire square fell silent, the air seemingly frozen.
Sitting on the stone steps facing the outdoor giant screen, all the students were flabbergasted.
It felt as though they were witnessing an ancient ritual from a dark myth, and those in the light, the challengers, had turned into the villains who were hosting or watching on the sides.
"Are they fighting the Earl or establishing the Rebirth Church..."
At this midnight hour, even through the screen, the air over Jera Memorial Square seemed to be filled with chilly autumn winds, sending chills down their spines. 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘱𝘶𝑏.𝑐𝘰𝑚
"Don’t speak nonsense!"
However, there were also those whose aura completely contradicted this atmosphere.
"Principal Lan is just trying to show everyone the harm and consequences of staying up late, to encourage young people to maintain a good routine!"
A light blue-haired junior reporter was busily taking photos of the scene on the jumbo screen, his face full of smiles as he explained this to everyone. It seemed as though he was ready to feature Lanci’s deeds in a major report.
"Just like a model descending from the sky, truly a role model among men, this Lanci is so positive!"
"..."
The surrounding students didn’t dare to utter a word upon hearing his words.
They suspected that he might be a die-hard fan of Lanci with a possibility of being a troll, or possibly just an onlooker for kicks.
The young reporter continued to take pictures while also taking out a photo of Lanci.
As if to ward off evil.
And to prove that he was not a troll, but a true fan.
This made the people around her feel that her nature was incredibly complex!
...
...
Meanwhile, in the Base-layer Sanctuary of Lichtenstein Castle.
Everyone was now facing a new problem.
"Mr. Lanci, what should we do now?"
Like two unwavering rocks, the Paladin and the male guard were pressing down hard on Count Paluocas.
Even without the sun’s shine, the count, drained of all his blood, had grown weaker than when they first restrained him.
After observing the count, Lanci’s expression gradually turned into one of concern:
"During the live broadcast tomorrow, his appearance might scare the common residents, the elderly and children passing by Ichrite Academy. Our Civilization Example Team’s live events have always been appropriate for all ages. We need to tidy up the Count a bit to make him look more artistic and cultured."
The others nodded in agreement.
It seemed that Lanci’s condition wasn’t that bad, as he was aware that Count Paluocas’s current state might frighten common people.
So,...
Lanci led everyone back to the banquet table.
They left Paladin and the male guard to keep pressing down Count Paluocas, while the remainder of the group took their seats.
"I’ve found in books that the Blood Clan greatly enjoys sealing themselves in coffins to sleep during the day. I respect the cultures of different races and ethnicities, so after we give him a slightly more decent makeover, let’s prepare a coffin for him," Lanci enthusiastically continued.
He took a blueprint out of his pocket and placed it on the table for everyone to see.
It was a lecture note he had prepared earlier at his desk.
Everyone stood up and concentrated their gazes on the blueprint laid out on the table.
In a step-by-step explanatory illustration, the blueprint depicted a series of procedures—
[1. Washing and purification: Firstly, wash and cleanse the body, typically using a blood pressure rescue device and alcohol.]
[2. Removing impurities: Incise the body’s left side and then remove the heart, lungs, liver, stomach, and intestines.]
[3. Marination: After the viscera is removed, the body will be filled with alkaline salt that has drying and disinfecting effects.]
[4. Cleanse and moisturize: The body is washed and oiled to prevent the skin from becoming excessively dry or fragile.]
[5. Stuffing and reshaping: The body is then filled with strips of linen, grass, or sand to make it look like a living person. The body’s face can also be molded or smeared with a layer of protective paste.]
[6. Wrapping: Lastly, the body is tightly wrapped in layer upon layer of linen strips, usually coated with resin as an adhesive.]
[7. Placement and painting: After wrapping is completed, the mummy is placed in a beautifully decorated coffin. The images of gods, hieroglyphs, and magic spells with sealing effects are painted on the coffin.]
"Let’s give Count Paluocas a grand burial using this set of procedures. At least we won’t have to worry about him crawling out from underground for the next four days."
Lanci explained this in a humorous manner, seeming like he couldn’t wait to embark on a fascinating journey exploring ancient Egyptian culture.
The most required knowledge and skills for this mummification process were anatomy, medicine, and art. He believed that it would indeed be a suitable activity for all ages as far as science and culture were concerned.
In fact, Lanci was quite eager to capture the moment the mummy crawled out of the coffin. If such a scene did occur, it would prove all those science-fiction movies that he saw back home weren’t lying—mummies could indeed come back to life.
...
The sanctuary fell silent.
Although the other Challengers understood Lanci’s teaching and knew it would indeed work,
to them, it was a bit of a shock.
Lanci seemed to be playing with a very new sealing technique.
Whether on the level of human reason, artistic level, or the cognitive limitations of this era, Lanci was far ahead.
