NOVPUB"Now that the Nirvana Branch is without a leader, they must desperately need a capable manager to guide them onto the right path."
Lanci looked concerned. As he spoke, he picked up a bag of certificates from a cabinet nearby.
After opening it, he found a special magic card that was emanating a pink glow.
This is exactly the [Certificate of the Saint- Nirvana] of the Saint of Nirvana.
"While you were asleep, Shar has already delivered the card and all his certificates taken from Anello to me. We will depart tomorrow and go to Hezishan Province openly."
Lanci brandished the [Certificate of the Saint- Nirvana] in his hand, smilingly said to Sikder.
"... Originally, I thought the demon’s article [Transformation Technique: Human] you had, which can bypass the empire’s detection, was already outrageous enough. To my surprise, what’s even more outrageous is that you can make directional changes of [Transformation Technique: Human] based on your own understanding."
When Sikder saw Lanci craft a Purple Rareness in front of her initially, she thought he must be at least silver level in the Southern Continent Card Maker Association. Now that she thought about it carefully, she felt she was still too conservative.
Just this ability to flawlessly recreate the image of an enemy after seeing their appearance is already considered a masterstroke.
"Luckily, luck is on our side. Initially, I thought, at worst, it might take three to four days to complete."
Lanci used his fingers to gesture, nonchalantly depicting the pattern in the air while explaining.
Currently, only two Cardmakers in the world can produce this type of "ancient demon magic text transformation technique that can bypass the detection of the Protoss Empire", him and Talia.
But Talia can’t make perfect disguise transformations, only he can do it.
Of course, the premise is that he has ample time to make cards.
The process of making a directional change card is much more complicated than the conventional version, and has a very high probability of failure several times before successfully making a final product.
"... Meow."
The cat boss was stunned.
If a person looks exactly like the Saint of Nirvana, the empire’s detection magic can’t detect any disguise magic on him, and he also carries the [Certificate of the Saint- Nirvana], then he is the Saint of Nirvana.
If this guy goes to Hezishan Province now, he can openly escort Sigrid back to the capital. Even if the Grand Priests of Nirvana have detected the power of the curse mark on Sigrid, no one would stop him!
The cat boss had not realized before that Lanci had this dangerous ability to perfectly disguise the appearance of others.
In fact, it should have figured it out when it saw the Great Love Poet, the summon that plagiarized Tata’s image. As long as this guy is willing and patient, basically anyone can be plagiarized.
It even suspects now that Lanci might be concealing a transformation technique that can truly turn him into Loren!
If this guy born in Ichrite casually manipulates a few things and torments Loren, then if he personally turns into Loren to hook Loren up, the cat boss only wants to move away from the Royal Capital Ichrite!
In the temporary silence of the workshop, Lanci undid the transformation of the Saint of Nirvana and returned to the form of Rocky McCarthy.
"But I can’t bind this [Certificate of the Saint- Nirvana] now."
Lanci said helplessly, looking at Sikder.
The possession of the Saint’s Testimony of different branches is exclusive. If he is carrying the [Certificate of the Saint-Hegemony], he will not be able to bind to the [Certificate of the Saint- Nirvana]. To unbind the Pink Holy Level, besides requiring materials and procedures, it will also make the unbound person weak for a while, even the zero-order card does so.
But if he wants to temporarily unbind the [Certificate of the Saint-Hegemony], he still has to inform Sigrid first.
"No need to unbind, just give me back your [Certificate of the Saint-Hegemony], I can help you take it away temporarily by punishing the confiscation."
Sikder casually extended her hand,
"After all, whether you have this certificate or not, you are mine."
Lanci nodded, returned the Pink Sacred Level Heavenly Seal to Sikder, then Sikder took it and integrated it into her own Proof of the Bishop, the Silver Moon Crown Holy Seal that was emitting an orange glow.
In this way, Lanci successfully bound the new [Certificate of the Saint- Nirvana].
Looking at the certificate of the Saint of Nirvana, Lanci felt that his academic research trip was not far off.
"Phew, I’m so sleepy."
Lanci went to the window and opened the curtains, looked at the distant areas under the starlit night sky, stretched himself languidly,
"Tomorrow is the day of departure, we can’t let the Nirvana Branch continue to hold up traffic in the Hezishan Province and inconvenience the citizens of the empire."
He murmured with a yawn, nearly falling asleep in the process.
...
On the other side, far, far away, in Xi Bei Province, the Milford region.
In the early morning, the main city of Milford, the thin grey clouds on the horizon gradually transformed into a faint gold under the dawn light, with a refreshing scent of dew, trees, and flowers pervading the air.
In front of the Milford family’s mansion, the majestic architecture under soft light seemed even more solemn and quiet.
In the spacious stone square at the entrance of the mansion, a beautifully decorated vintage carriage was parked and ready to go. The Milford family’s crest was engraved on it. The two beautifully groomed silver-gray deer of the demon world were trembling with excitement, seemingly feeling the thrill of the imminent journey.
The Earl’s daughter from the Milford family, Michela, and Hyperion, were standing at the entrance, dressed for travel but remain sophisticated and elegant as an aristocrat.
The attendants swiftly placed various sizes of luggage into the carriage’s storage compartment, while the steward held a notebook, was talking and checking with the attendants. He made sure everything was ready and in place.
The plan was to send them swiftly to the Magic Power Rail Train station in the Milford region, and then off to the Protoss Royal Magic Academy in the capital city Herram.
Count Milford stood at the front porch, his normally expressionless face betrayed a hint of worry in his eyes, revealing his reluctance to part with his daughter who was about to leave for the capital.
"My Lord, we’re leaving."
Hyperion saluted the nearby Count Milford, thanking his family for their hospitality for the past week, as well as their irreplaceable support for the Church.
Count Milford nodded, indicating that they could board the carriage.
"Milian, take care. If you run into any trouble, come back. Count Milford’s Mansion will always be your home."
He sent the two of them to the carriage, watching Hyperion as he spoke.
Despite their short time together, his family grew fond of the unfortunate yet strong and kind priestess. If everything settles down in the future and she wishes to stay in the Protoss Empire, his family would be more than happy to officially adopt Hyperion.
"Thank you, my lord."
Hyperion felt a slight lump in her throat and thanked him sincerely. Every step of this journey across the Northern Continent was contrary to her expectations, yet every day left her with precious memories that she would never forget for the rest of her life.
"Michela, once we leave the Milford region, you must listen to your sister, understood?"
Count Milford then turned to his daughter and warned her.
"Yes."
Michela boarded the carriage, she nodded seriously. She knew her sister was strong, smart, and a kind person. The journey would be full of dangers, it was definitely right to listen to her sister.
"Be careful of the main force of the Nirvana Branch stationed in the Hezishan Province, especially the Saint of Nirvana who may be in the Hezishan Province. If you ever encounter him, don’t let him take notice of you or suspect you in any way. He is a madman devoid of humanity who could do anything, don’t try to understand him with common sense or logic."
Count Milford looked at the two of them inside the carriage, his hand on the carriage door, and gave his final warning.
"Yes."
Hyperion knew the words of Count Milford were specially meant for her.
Even though she had spent seven dreamlike days in the Milford region, it was time to wake up now. The real hardship was yet to come.
Despite how difficult the road ahead may be, she would be without hesitation or fear!
