NOVEL Don't confiscate my identity as a human race Chapter 696 - 645: Lanci Summoned a Father for Himself

Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Chapter 696 - 645: Lanci Summoned a Father for Himself
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"Then if I call out to her in my heart every day, won’t she hear everything?"

"What?"

Talia snapped back to reality and moved closer to Lanci.

"No, nothing!"

Lanci shook his head vehemently, desperately suppressing his thoughts.

In that instant, he felt death was not so far away.

Talia looked at him with suspicion.

However, now was not the time to worry about these things.

The most pressing issue at the moment was, if she took the place of the Great Love Poet, how would life turn out during the time she would spend with Lanci?

At this very moment, the wooden house bedroom was exceptionally quiet.

Talia had activated a soundproof Barrier as soon as she entered, even keeping the Cat Boss outside the door.

Right now, this matter was a matter of life and death for the two of them, and they could not let anyone else know!

Talia drew the curtains closed and turned on the floor lamp on the soft carpet by the wall, casting a soft light on the wall and immediately making the entire space feel brighter and more spacious.

"I always feel like there’s been some change in me."

Talia walked up to Lanci, frowning and muttering to herself.

It was hard to describe, but she felt sure something had changed.

"Maybe it’s your constitution? If you have become my bonded Summon, you might actually have an immortal body now. As long as I’m alive, you won’t die, but if I die, you’ll vanish too."

Lanci analyzed,

"Of course, if you want to restore your state by re-summoning, currently, we both probably can’t use that method, not even considering the cooldown of re-summoning, my Mana isn’t nearly enough."

Even resurrecting Lan Fu required a lot of Mana, let alone Talia.

Maintaining an Eighth-Order Summon with his own Mana was too much for a Sixth-Order like him.

It was an unbearable burden.

"I’m not that heavy."

Talia looked at Lanci and said.

With a height of 168 cm and a weight of only 52 kg, she was not heavy at all.

"Where is your focus even..."

Lanci muttered, puzzled.

If he remembered correctly, Talia was supposed to be 51 kg when they first met a year ago.

Indeed, even if she could speed up digestion and convert energy into Mana, eating like this every day still made her a little bit heavier.

"How do you know my weight?"

Talia suddenly asked, astonished.

"Hmm?"

Lanci held his head.

Now it seemed no matter what he thought, it was shared with Talia.

And he could hear her thoughts as well!

Even without speaking, they were conversing!

"You pervert!"

Talia had never before felt such an urge to get away from Lanci.

"Wait, let’s discuss what to do next. If this continues, I’ll die of Mana depletion in less than two hours,"

Lanci finally said somewhat frantically.

When Mana is completely drained, and if it’s forcibly consumed, it will begin to deplete life at an exponential rate.

Until the body’s Magic Power circuits are damaged beyond repair, and even if one’s life is saved, they would be left disabled.

"Then what can we do."

Talia asked.

"First of all, any of your actions will increase Mana consumption, especially if you enter combat status, Mana consumption will skyrocket immediately, so if possible, could you sit down first?"

Lanci persuaded.

Talia hesitated for a moment, then sat down on the edge of the bed, and she also gestured for Lanci to sit next to her.

What Lanci said was indeed the truth.

The operating principle of a Summon was just like that, and in her current state, she really felt that she was consuming Lanci’s Mana.

"In the next few days, you’ll probably have to spend most of your time reverted to a Magic Card state and stay with me."

Lanci spoke seriously.

"You’re joking, right?"

Talia’s eyes widened as she looked at him.

What will I eat?

Where will I live?

How is becoming a Magic Card any different from being in prison?

"Before we separate you from the Great Love Poet, you’ll definitely have to stay in my dorm, but don’t worry, I will summon you during meals. In Magic Card state, you can also sleep in a form similar to a soul."

Lanci analyzed the situation gravely and then added,

"If you want to maintain your summon state for longer, try to eat as much as you can. Alternatively, you can just lie there, and I’ll feed you. That way, the energy consumption is lower."

"You really are..."

Upon hearing this, Talia immediately frowned, closed her eyes, and her cheeks reddened, feeling an urge to punch Lanci.

"Most of the time, you had better just lie on the couch and rest. Whatever you need, just command me, and I’ll get it for you. You mustn’t walk around on your own."

Lanci looked at her with concern, as if she were a deity.

"..."

The veins on the back of Talia’s hand jumped again.

Do I need you to take care of me like this?

She didn’t know whether Lanci was being coerced or volunteering.

Regardless, even if he isn’t thinking anything now, his thought process is somewhat infuriating.

"Anyway, I bought quite a few Equipment Cards for Cat Boss that increase Mana limits and recovery speed. Now I’ll unbind all cards I can, and aside from you and the other Epic Cards, use them all to expand my Mana. As long as we’re not in combat, it should be no problem to maintain your simple activities for a few hours."

Lanci was calculating his card slots.

Having reached Sixth-order, he had a maximum of 60 cost worth of card slots. The Epic-level cards couldn’t be unbound. Aside from the six 1-cost Soul Carvings, the 3-cost Purgatory Choir and little Sun, the 4-cost Wolf, and the 5-cost Stone Slab, plus the 8-cost forcibly occupied by Talia, he still had 31 cost of free card slots, which could be used to stack up the Mana bar, Mana limit, and Mana recovery rate to a considerable extent.

Of course, in reality, it wasn’t possible to maintain Talia’s summon for that long, because if the Mana hit rock bottom, both Lanci and Talia would lose combat capabilities. For safety’s sake, it was vital to keep at least half the Mana at all times.

"What else can I do, it has to be like this," Talia deliberated for a moment and finally shook her head in concession.

Thinking positively, at least dating and traveling in Poseen Kingdom shouldn’t be delayed too much.

"Yeah, dating and traveling won’t be delayed too much."

Lanci repeated.

"..."

Talia bit her lip.

Her fists clenched tighter.

The calm way he had just sighed made it seem like he wasn’t up to any mischief.

At this moment, Lanci was just propping his chin with one hand, smiling with squinted eyes as he watched her.

"I’ve endured you for a long time!"

The more he acted like this, the more infuriating it was!

Finally unable to bear it, Talia wrestled Lanci to the ground.

"Stop! Tata, don’t go into combat state!"

Lanci suddenly realized they were in Tata’s room, and even the sound was muted, so there was no use calling for help!

It didn’t take long for him to be completely subdued by Tata.

"Do you now realize who’s the boss here?"

Talia leisurely sat on Lanci’s back, elegantly crossing her legs, and asked as if talking to herself.

"..."

Lanci felt unable to move a muscle no matter how he struggled and Talia made him realize what the strength of an Eighth-order super soldier felt like.

The main issue was that it was bad enough being pinned down, but his Mana had also decreased a bit.

Whose Summon not only uses up Mana but also hits their own summoner!

Setting aside whether the Mad Love Demon King was strong or not, he had a hard time dealing with this side effect!

"...I was wrong."

Lanci, filled with humiliation, admitted through gritted teeth.

"Oh my, this is the most delightful thing I’ve heard all year."

Talia stood up from Lanci, her arms crossed, saying contentedly.

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