NOVPUBFifth floor of the Hong Meng De Building, Principal’s office meeting area.
The topic of Associate Professor Xido was not discussed much, Duke Morotian swiftly veered the conversation away.
Every time Lanci apologized, showing a hint of grievance, it started to make Duke Morotian feel slightly embarrassed.
However, his visit today was clearly not intended to assign blame.
He simply wanted to meet with Mr. Rocky McCarthy and extend his greetings so that it wouldn’t be awkward when they meet on the day of the Bishop’s election in three days’ time.
"I won’t disturb Principal Rocky’s rest today, especially as Principal Rocky has already finished work. However, I do have a question that interests me greatly, which is my main purpose for visiting today. I believe that Warden Bacas must have asked Principal Rocky this question today too."
Duke Morotian asked with interest, changing the subject,
"Regarding the Bishop’s election three days from now, who does Mr. Rocky plan to vote for?"
"I intend to vote for the Bishop of Nirvana, Asksan."
Lanci answered promptly.
However, this response surprised Duke Morotian, unlike Warden Bacas.
"I see, it seems our thoughts are different."
He answered, laughing and shaking his head.
"Who is Duke Berenhald going to vote for?"
Lanci asked curiously, as if seeking advice from Duke Morotian.
Without giving an immediate answer, Duke Morotian leaned in.
"Bishop of Hegemony, Sigrid."
Duke Morotian replied softly, with a hint of laughter.
While Lanci was confused, Duke Morotian watched Lanci’s expression.
"It all depends on whether she dares to show up."
Duke Morotian added, the gleam in his eyes which bore an unclear meaning seemed to ask Lanci, "Do you think the same way?"
"..."
But Lanci didn’t respond, there was a hint of confusion in his eyes, followed by understanding. It seemed like he took a moment to comprehend the Duke’s meaning.
"Is Duke Berenhald referring to the serious crime of the Bishop of Hegemony massacring civilians?"
Lanci asked.
"Of course, her recent lay-low strategy is wise. Should she appear in the public’s sight earlier, she could potentially be restrained by the Imperial Army from participating in the election on the actual day. But if she directly appears on the day of the election, due to prioritizing the election, the Imperial Army cannot interfere midway. Nevertheless, she must be confident that she can win. In case she loses, her situation might become absolutely irredeemable."
Duke Morotian commented thoughtfully.
The gist of his words seems to be that Sigrid would likely appear if she is confident that she could win, implying a high probability of winning. Therefore, he is really looking forward to seeing Sigrid participating in the election for Bishop on that day.
"I see. I didn’t give much thought to it, but I simply hope for the best for Asksan. It’s great when someone transforms their life positively. He rarely has a chance to be a good person, and I hope he can walk on the right path."
Lanci replied.
In another administrative office, Antanas listened to the cryptic conversation between the two, feeling that Pranay may have a point. Their conversation seemed to imply something, but she couldn’t understand what they meant.
Meanwhile, in the principal office, the conversation between the two did not last for long. Duke Morotian glanced at the clock and felt it was time to leave.
"Mr. Rocky McCarthy, you have risen too quickly. In the blink of an eye at the capital city Herram, a supernova like you has appeared. It’s even extremely hard to investigate your past."
Duke Morotian stood up and looked out at the rain, saying,
"But after meeting you today, I feel relieved. I am very pleased that the Protoss Empire has someone like you."
"I’m honored by your high regard, my Lord Duke."
Hearing this, Lanci just lifted his teacup to his lips and replied with a smile.
"Principal Rocky, do you feel a sense of familiarity as if we’ve already met?"
Duke Morotian turned to look at Lanci.
"..."
Lanci took a sip of tea, appearing thoughtful.
"Well then, I will take my leave."
Seeing no response from Lanci, Duke Morotian didn’t plan to stay any longer. He bid farewell, walked around the coffee table, and strolled towards the office door.
"Who knows whether we’ve met before or not. As the saying goes, all encounters are just a reunion after long separation. Duke Berenhald, don’t you think so?"
Lanci put down his tea cup and responded.
"..."
The hand of Duke Morotian, which had originally gripped the door handle in preparation to leave, halted slightly.
The half-pressed door handle was slowly raised by him. Then, Morotian turned his head, a smile on his face as always.
"Mr. Rocky McCarthy, I have one more question."
Duke Morotian opened the door, the howling wind from the corridor rushed in, making the principal’s office seem as if the temperature had dropped several degrees.
"Please go ahead."
"I personally feel that your style of actions sometimes leads to decisions that are not the best, but rather considers many people or matters unrelated to you, potentially placing yourself in danger. I’m worried about you. I want to know what drives you or why you do these things that have nothing to do with you?"
Duke Morotian, a puzzled look upon his face, asked.
"Those unrelated matters are related to me."
Lanci stood up, with the bearing of seeing off a guest, and responded lightly.
"..."
Duke Morotian stared at Lanci, as if contemplating.
The electric fan outside the window thundered, occasionally illuminating the dim office and the two figures within.
"Do you need an umbrella, Duke Berenhald?"
Lanci took an umbrella from a drawer and asked.
"No need. It was a pleasure to meet you today, Mr. Rocky McCarthy."
Duke Morotian bid farewell to Lanci. As he closed the door, the cold air in the office vanished, as if he had merely shared a small joke with the principal.
...
Another side of the fifth-floor office in Hong Meng De Building.
Until Pranay and Antanas, who were standing by the window, watched Duke Morotian completely leave the Protoss Royal Magic Academy.
They both breathed a sigh of relief.
After Antanas took over the barrier authority of Protoss Royal Magic Academy given to her by Lanci, she could sense the movements in the academy at any time with her Innate Magic and provide quick support. She also had a pre-arranged barrier covering the offices near the principal’s room.
The thunder just now made them feel as if the undead might invade the Protoss Royal Magic Academy at any moment after a clap of thunder.
Sinola had been listening to Pranay’s explanation of the conversation between the King and Duke Morotian, she could only guess but had no concrete evidence.
The conversation between the King and Duke Morotian appeared calm but in fact seemed like the prelude to a storm before a major battle.
If Duke Morotian had intended to confront the King just now, they would have dragged Duke Morotian into the battlefield immediately.
The three members of the Great Demon Clan, after waiting for Duke Morotian to leave, continued to monitor the campus for a while before leaving the office together and walking along the corridor to the door of the principal’s office.
Pranay knocked on the door.
"Come in."
Lanci’s voice was still so gentle, incredibly calm amidst the intense sound of storm.
The door opened, and the three members of the Great Demon Clan walked into the office.
"Why didn’t you keep him, King? Didn’t you find the duke very suspicious just now? That cryptic man deserves a punch!"
Antanas, unable to restrain herself, asked first.
She didn’t know if the King truly didn’t understand Duke Morotian’s intention or had other considerations.
On second thought, she seemed to have also scolded the New King.
Antanas hates cryptics the most. This Duke Morotian was clearly a veteran cryptic, thankfully the New King was also a cryptic. According to the theory of relative cryptics, thus no one could crypt anyone.
Correspondingly, except for Pranay who might have understood something, she and Sinola completely did not understand the deep conversation between the New King and Duke Morotian that seemed like a negotiation as well as a game of chess.
"..."
Pranay remained silent.
He could probably guess that if Duke Morotian was really the enemy, with the interference of the ancient barrier of the academy here, killing Rocky McCarthy would somewhat create a disturbance. If Duke Morotian personally killed Rocky McCarthy, it might cause unnecessary major problems on the eve of the Bishop’s election, so even if Duke Morotian was the enemy, he probably would not make a move today.
And for them to fight at the Protoss Royal Magic Academy, although they would have the home field advantage, it would definitely cause great destruction and casualties to the school.
The King’s kindness was not pretended, because his actions were also full of kindness.
"The school is not a place for fights."
Looking out the window with his hands behind his back, Lanci finally turned his cheek and looked at the three members of the Great Demon Clan.
"The ultimate battle, is not today."
No one knew what he saw in his emerald pupils.
