Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Chapter 159 - 148: Lanci has seen all of the Blood Clan’s secrets_1

In the dead of night, only the faint whisper of the breeze caressing the old window frames could be heard in the upstairs bedroom of Lichtenstein Castle.

Moonlight seeped into the room, casting a cold silver glow on the ancient carpet and furniture.

The atmosphere was tense, with an air of mystery permeating every corner of the room.

"Princess Alexia, please remain calm. We can discuss this slowly," Lanci offered in his usual calm demeanor.

Although Hyperion remained silent the whole while, she was now visibly taken aback, her wide eyes turned towards Lanci.

She had merely hoped that Lanci would ask about the Cerryti Empire relations with Duke Migaya, and she could eavesdrop on their conversation.

Unbelievably, Lanci had revealed such a significant secret!

Upon hearing Lanci’s prediction about the downfall of the Cerryti Empire before the princess, Hyperion was on the verge of intervening.

What shocked Hyperion further was,

Judging by Princess Alexia’s reaction,

His prediction was accurate???

Where... did he learn of such things! And just how much does he know about the secrets of the Cerryti Empire!

Her emotions were in turmoil.

She was simultaneously overjoyed by Lanci’s seemingly implausible reliability, bewildered by his inexplicable omniscience, and felt an air of unreality.

At a moment when Lanci was the only one who maintained his composure in the room, Princess Alexia finally sat down on the chair again, lost in a daze.

Despite not knowing what secrets Lanci was harboring, she was no longer able to ignore his words.

"Who is currently controlling the Cerryti Empire—the Third Ancestor, Duke Rashar, the Seventh Ancestor, Marquis Heratier, or the Eighth Ancestor, Marquis Somerset?" Lanci asked when he noticed Princess Alexia regaining her focus.

His philosophy was to be honest and open.

Many finer details could be discussed in the days ahead.

For now, learning the information he is most concerned about at the fastest speed would suffice.

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Despite the casual simplicity of the three portrayals,

Even Princess Alexia herself didn’t realize that each of these lifelike illustrations was so accurate they seemed miraculous, sparking a deeply ingrained fear within her. She felt as if she were looking at the Blood Clan Ancestors with her own eyes!

"... they, they."

Alexia’s voice was trembling.

She couldn’t understand how anyone could understand the crisis facing their Cerryti Empire in such depth!

The one she was most afraid of was the young man that Lanci called Marquis Somerset, the Eighth Progenitor, who was now the Minister of Defence of the Cerryti Empire.

She had also seen Marquis Heratier, the Seventh Progenitor, at the royal palace.

However, Alexia knew that an Eighth-Order Marquis alone wouldn’t be enough to corrupt an empire.

There must be a terrifying Blood Clan member lurking deeper within, holding greater power.

Yet she couldn’t find any trace of him.

Not until everything matched up with what Lanci had discussed and drawn did she finally find out the answer.

The real mastermind, the Third Progenitor, Duke Rashar—appeared to her as just another freshman at the royal academy in Cerryti; gentle and friendly. There was absolutely no distinction between him and ordinary humans.

Could Lanci really be saying that this guy is a member of the Blood Clan Duke?

An oppressive fear engulfed Alexia. Covering her chest on the brink of collapse, the tears were close to overflowing from her eyes.

She never would have expected the Duke of the Blood Clan was so close, toying with mankind, treating everyone as fools.

Even she, who thought she knew the facts, only saw the surface.

Is there any hope for this empire?

"..."

Lanci raised his hand, and the Great Love Poet understood, dismissing his summon state.

Continuing to let Great Love Poet stay would likely prevent Princess Alexia from thinking and talking normally.

"I’m sorry... I’ve only managed to draw a rough sketch," Lanci said, not quite expecting the sketches to cause such a shock to Princess Alexia.