NOVPUB"Trouble."
Lanci looked at the Viscount Carmel in his hand, slapped his forehead, and suddenly seemed to remember something,
"What are we going to do now..."
He furrowed his brows, talking to himself.
"What’s wrong?"
Talia’s heart skipped a beat, not knowing what major issue they had overlooked.
Ever since following Lanci, she had stopped using her brain much, not even worrying about things like bringing keys when going out, as Lanci would arrange everything for her.
"We left in such a hurry, we should have brought a 28-inch rolling suitcase."
Lanci explained to Talia.
"...What do we need a suitcase for?"
Talia replied, puzzled, through her thoughts.
"A 28-inch rolling suitcase can fit a fully grown man."
Lanci looked at Viscount Carmel and educated Talia.
It’s more convenient to carry the goods back this way.
"..."
If this wasn’t the Empire, she would have called the police by now.
But she needed to focus on knocking this member of the Blood Clan unconscious without using too much magic power, to the extent that he wouldn’t wake up for several days unless he was deliberately roused, so she didn’t bother saying anything more to Lanci.
Members of the Blood Clan were tougher than cockroaches; they just couldn’t be killed. It was genuinely difficult for an ordinary sixth-order to defeat these undead creatures.
The clouds in the sky occasionally gathered and then dispersed, covering the moon before releasing it, while the wind swept through the alley as if cutting through the air.
With autumn bringing shorter days and longer nights, night deepened unsuspectively.
The visibility was as dim as if smeared with ink, making it impossible to see ahead.
However, at this moment, in the Bulida Mafia’s container area, the black-haired, purple-eyed girl holding a cat was no longer as panicked as before. She had calmed down.
Ursula followed Professor Landry and moved to Elsa’s side.
"Elsa, it’s all right now."
Lanci looked at Elsa and comforted her.
"Wuu wuu, brother, I was so worried you wouldn’t beat him."
Elsa’s stress seemed suddenly released as she sobbed and cried out loud.
She thought she had almost harmed her brother.
"That’s great."
While Ursula’s eyes expressed relief, they also carried a hint of sadness, and she could only look away and sigh softly.
Seeing the siblings Elsa and Lanci interact and recalling her own brother made her chest feel painfully blocked.
She didn’t know what she had done wrong to invoke such genuine disdain from her brother; she only knew that both friendships and blood relations change over time, and once estranged, they can never be mended.
"Don’t worry, I’m the strongest."
Lanci assured Elsa confidently.
His current role was pretending to be the Great Priest Loren while disguised as Professor Landry, so it didn’t matter if he acted a bit arrogantly.
Coming off according to Loren’s trait of growing stronger in battle, he should show an unmatched attitude; this would make his disguise more convincing.
"..."
Talia felt that Lanci, when he first performed as Loren in Floral City Pariel, had already slightly modified Loren’s character.
Although Lanci’s portrayal of the 1798 Loren definitely carried more imperial conquest’s dominance, she always believed that Loren himself wasn’t like that.
Unfortunately, Loren himself couldn’t object now, so Lanci was free to act however he wanted in the Cerryti Empire.
Ursula, standing behind Lanci, stared at him motionless.
She glanced at Lanci several times, as if urging him.
"What’s wrong?"
Lanci naturally noticed Ursula’s gaze.
"Don’t you think this is a good time for a brother to pat his sister’s head?"
Ursula asked him exasperatedly.
She heard Elsa say that Landry had developed a sense of distance.
He was resolutely responsible but wouldn’t easily get close to anyone, even his sister Elsa seemed separated from him by a wall, almost as if they weren’t related by blood.
Could this guy be a true insensitive man?
"Both patting the head and touching the back of a female student are off-limits, as that would constitute sexual harassment, but I can listen to her and soothe her spiritually, that’s the teacher’s code."
Lanci explained to the bewildered Ursula with a smile.
"You really have professional integrity, treating even your own sister without bias."
Ursula’s expression seemed to mock him, yet she also looked amused by Lanci.
"Of course, at Saint Kray Temple Monastery you all are my students, I don’t play favorites."
Lanci nodded.
"...Well, you are pretty good at that."
Ursula paused, whispering softly.
"Of course, the last school I was at received a hundred percent positive reviews from student surveys."
Lanci responded proudly.
He no longer chatted with Elsa and Ursula, turning his attention back to Viscount Carmel in his hands.
Talia was currently inhabiting his body, using his physical form to apply spiritual magic on Viscount Carmel.
This bit of effort should have almost cured Viscount Carmel by now.
"Then why can you touch me at will?"
Talia asked thoughtfully through mental communication, her thoughts lingering on Lanci’s previous statement.
She indeed noticed that Lanci wouldn’t touch others, but last time in Poseen Kingdom, she and Lanci had ended up holding hands in a contest of strength, and afterward, she felt he had gotten used to it.
"Pfft, Master, do you really think wearing a short skirt school uniform in Ichrite makes you a student?"
Lanci couldn’t hold back and burst out laughing, n𝚘𝚟𝚙𝚞𝚋.𝚌o𝚖
"Just think about how old you really are, I’m lucky not to sue you for sexual harassment...Oops!"
Before he could finish, Talia had already seized him.
Talia grasped his heart with her cool, invisible hand.
"I will never wear that skirt again, and you better not mention it again."
