NOVPUBSikder actually suspected from the very start that Loren was not her Saint Heir. Otherwise, he would have killed Asksan for her in Bandera City long ago, or if he really was Loren, Asksan and the man in the black cloak would not have managed to survive that encounter.
Unfortunately, only a few of them knew the specific details of that battle.
In the eyes of Anello, the Saint of Nirvana, if Loren was secretly orchestrating things, it would make more sense that the Bishop of Hegemony managed to escape despite being outnumbered.
But certainly, Asksan couldn’t possibly tell Anello that he, as a Cardinal Bishop, had nearly died from the explosion caused by the Saint of Hegemony. It might also expose his own weakened state and provoke the kill instinct of the Saint of Nirvana.
"Here."
Lanci lifted the Cat boss, instructing it to take out the [Fake Stone Tablet-Wind] for Sikder to look at.
With a mournful expression, the Cat boss produced the card which had dragged its feline life into the abyss.
"You really are multi-talented."
Sikder took over the [Fake Stone Tablet-Wind], marveling at its wonder. It was also her first time hearing about someone counterfeiting the [Original Slabstone Tablet].
As a possessor of the slabstone, she was well aware of just how incredible such a feat of forgery was.
"So, what is your relationship with Loren?"
Sikder passed the [Fake Stone Tablet - Wind] back to the teary-eyed head of the cat, gently stroked the Little Black Cat’s head, and then turned her gaze to Lanci as she asked.
She had now roughly understood that her Saint Heir was actually a visitor from the South Continent.
No wonder he remained unknown for so many years in the North Continent.
The more time she spent with him, the more she felt that his talents transcended beyond what she was observing, and it was unjust for him to have remained unknown for so long.
A new question then emerged. To produce this [Fake Stone Tablet - Wind], someone must have observed the original [Original Tablet of Wind] and even its raw materials must have come from the [Original Tablet of Wind]. This meant that her Saint Heir had definitely seen Loren and obtained his approval.
"Both a teacher and a friend."
Lanci answered with an open smile; he missed Dean Loren whenever he thought of him.
"?"
The Cat boss didn’t know whether the "teacher" Lanci was referring to was Loren or himself.
"Additionally, I’m not from the Church of the Goddess of Destiny. Before I became your Saint Heir, I hadn’t officially joined any church faction."
Lanci spread his hands out, adding on.
"I believe you."
Sikder nodded, observing Lanci.
This shared adversity was the best promise between them.
"So, do you want to make a counterfeit of my [Original Tablet - Foundation]?"
After some thought, she suddenly asked.
Presumably, Magic Artisans would most desire to observe various original slabs, and to the people of the South Continent, her slab would certainly be an unparalleled existence.
If scholars in the South Continent knew someone had observed the [Original Tablet – Foundation], undoubtedly it would cause a ripple of excitement.
"Anything is fine, your Original Tablet is the most useless."
Lanci replied indifferently.
Anyway, there was no use in observing it now. They had to wait for the Great Love Poet to return before he could create a counterfeit slab with her. As he had no carving abilities of his own and she didn’t possess his skills as a Magic Artisan.
"... I’m going to hit you."
Sikder raised her fist threateningly, unable to contain her indignation.
Despite her words, she wasn’t able to actually execute her threat and physically hit Lanci.
"I wouldn’t even let you see it even if you want to. After all, I’ve never let anyone else observe it."
She snorted coldly, turning her head to the side as she said this.
"Hmm."
Lanci nodded.
"Didn’t you hear me? I said I don’t agree to let you see."
Sikder looked again at Lanci, emphasizng what she had just said.
"I heard you."
Lanci answered as if it were only natural.
"Beg me. It’s clear that I meant you need to make an effort, can’t you see that?"
"...Then, please, allow me to observe the [Original Slabstone - Foundation]."
"..."
Hearing Lanci say this with a reluctant, scripting-reading manner, reminiscent of a poorly acting theatre actor, Sikder remained silent for a long time.
"Don’t even think about looking at my tablets."
She muttered, her voice clearly bearing annoyance and exasperation, sighed regretfully.
Thinking for a moment, he broke into a laugh instead.
However, regardless, now wasn’t the time to observe the tablets, they had only just barely escaped danger.
"How do you plan to deal with Anello next time?"
Sikder elbowed Lanci and asked.
Given that the same trick could not scare Anello twice, she didn’t know how Lanci would deal with the increasingly difficult and furious Saint of Nirvana.
Moreover, the most challenging thing now was the Hezishan Province defended by the primary force of the Nirvana Branch.
"It’s all over."
Lanci smiled lightly, taking out the Cat boss’s sixth-order spell card [Long-Distance Communication Magic].
This distance was enough to reach the city-states of Xue Yuan Province.
He connected to the independent terminal of the Xue Yuan Provincial Governor’s Mansion, and a secretary from the Xue Yuan Province quickly connected the call.
"This is Rocky McCarthy. I would like to speak to Viscount Levin Chinston."
He lifted the communication magic card to his chin, speaking as though he was using a walkie-talkie.
"Yes, Governor, please hold on."
Without needing to hear Lanci’s voice, as soon as they noticed it was the governor’s [Long-Distance Communication Magic] calling, they responded humbly.
In a short while, his call was transetherred to the Lord’s Mansion of Chinston City via the province’s internal lines.
"Governor, have you returned? Do you have any instructions for us to carry out?"
A steady voice of a middle-aged man came from other side of the call.
As a powerful wielder of [Long-Distance Communication Magic] in Chinston City, Viscount Levin Chinston was naturally relieved to know that the governor had returned safely from the north. As Shaar’s father-in-law, he also felt deeply grateful to the governor.
"Yes, indeed I need your help."
Lanci confirmed.
"I am currently pursuing a powerful member of the Phantom Gang. He might flee to the Xue Yuan Province before noon. There are three things about him to look for: First, he associates with Professor Mei Qi and will falsely claim that he is a senior member of the Nirvana Branch, possessing a variety of perfectly forged seals and imperial military credentials; Second, he has a psychotic disorder and will claim that High Priest Loren has come to the Northern Continent. Regardless of whether he says he has unlocking authority or not, you absolutely must not give him the city’s communication terminal; Third, he is in a state of fear and is irritable, extremely aggressive, and urgently needs sedation and treatment. Please help me set a trap and capture him within the city."
"I understand. That damn Phantom Gang still dares to try out their old tricks to fool our Xue Yuan Province? We’ve already conducted exercises for this!"
Anger infused the gnashing sound of Viscount Chinston’s teeth, like he couldn’t wait to set up an ambush to capture the damn member of the Phantom Gang.
Sikder, who was next to Lanci, had the corner of her eye twitching upon hearing this!
She could already imagine how Anello would be played with until he doubted his life, his world!
She knew she did not misjudge this guy!
