Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Chapter 171 - 160: Lanci Discovers The Hidden Blood Clan’s Little Darling_1

Half an hour later.

At midnight when the clock struck one, a bedroom in Lichtenstein Castle felt exceptionally warm.

The brown solid wood floor, vintage rugs, and luxurious textiles all exuded a comforting scent under the light. Simply by existing there, they provided a sense of invisible warmth to whoever was in the room atop this cold mountaintop during the late autumn.

Inside the room, the conversation between Lanci Hyperion and Goddess Officer Stisera was no longer enemy-like, like before; it now seemed like the relaxing chit-chat between classmates on a trip.

As long as you regarded Lanci as a friend, you would distinctly feel the comforting aura around him.

After chatting with Lanci, Stisera felt her future was bright.

It was as if she had truly been reborn.

Perhaps this was the fruition of the pledge she made to the Goddess of Destiny this afternoon out of sheer luck.

And Lanci was the angel sent by Lady Goddess to redeem her.

"It’s late today, we should stop here."

Lanci closed the notebook in his hand, clipped the pen on the book cover, picked up the book, looking like a teacher about to leave after class.

There were still several days left to slowly ask Stisera about the specifics of the Rebirth Church.

Hyperion was conscious of her duty as an assistant, ready to leave with Lanci at any moment.

She noticed a hint of reluctance on Stisera’s face when Lanci said their conversation was over for the day.

If one brainwashes others with sincerity and kindness, it appears to win people over with virtue, but if that virtue is purposeful, it might essentially be brainwashing.

He seemed like he was doing good deeds, yet seemed like he was committing crimes. But if he was accused of committing crimes, he hadn’t broken any laws.

Never mind, he could never change.

Hyperion has always been a quiet girl.

"By the way, Stisera, what is your authority and mission as a traitor of the Blood Clan in this Shadow World?"

Lanci stood up, pushed the chair back under the table and asked at the same time.

This was the last question he cared about.

"Please watch me."

Goddess Officer Stisera did not answer the question directly but began to change her appearance. Her body gradually grew taller and eventually morphed into the form of Princess Alexia.

Hyperion stared at Stisera in amazement, finding no differences between the appearance of the latter and Princess Alexia!

"The authority of my Blood Master, Count Seberna, [Blood Disguise], can completely disguise me as a target I have touched and it will be maintained until I actively dismantle it."

Many years before the Sanctuary Evil banquet began, Viscount Augustin was sealed here by a Witch and a Werewolf.

Years later, in this Autumn, Grand Priest Carigula, the master of the castle, summoned twelve Anti-blood Clan cultists to gather at this old castle located on a cliff.

However, among the twelve, there were two ambitious blood clan members. They had learnt elsewhere about the secrets under this castle, as well as the existence of the Witch and Werewolf in the Church.

They didn’t want to continue being subservient to the Blood Clan, nor did they want to be enemies with the Clan. They wanted to break Viscount Augustin’s seal and take control of him, to remove the mark of the Blood Master, and even delve deeper into the secrets of the Blood Clan.

The Rebirth Church, which originally had some form, suffered a devastating blow as a result.

"Ah, it seems the prototype of this Shadow World was actually a tragedy."

Lanci closed the translucent Shadow World information interface and sighed. In that era without Magic Cards, and even when human magic texts were not yet fully mature, the [Sacred Hall Villains Banquet] should have been a brutal forgotten historical episode. In the end, one could only guess how many survived and who won between the church members and the traitors. It certainly wouldn’t have been as easy as it had been for them.

"I didn’t expect that the biggest obstacle to the Anti-blood Clan in this era would actually be human beings themselves."

Hyperion also had a complex expression.

Unreasonable laws, bleak captive breeding, the power that even the Demon Race dares not to confront, it’s hard to imagine what price humans would have to pay if they wanted to resist this powerful immortal Blood Clan. Yet, the already dying path had even absurd internal strife.

"I don’t know how humans eventually won. The story will have to be left to the remaining two Shadow worlds of the Blood Moon Bad World era. As long as we can achieve an SSS score in this Shadow World, we can continue to enter the series of Shadow Worlds in the Blood Moon Bad World era."

However, Lanci didn’t dwell too much on it.

As an ecologist, not a historian, his job was to investigate and address the issues the Blood Clan might bring up on the spot.

He belonged to the practical camp.

He read through the Mission Objective 2 again.

Then, he asked Hyperion thoughtfully:

"As long as we don’t let the Traitor take control of Viscount Augustin, we would win this Shadow World, right?"

"...Yes."

Hyperion also read it again and confirmed.

She didn’t know what the meaning of Lanci’s question was,

But she had a growing sense of unease.

She felt that Lanci was not through for the night, that he was just getting started!

As a result,

Just as Hyperion’s heartbeat was beginning to speed up, she heard Lanci telling her-

"So, it’s okay if we, the challengers, take control of Viscount Augustin, right?"

Lanci straightened his suit, still looking as radiant, confident in his tight logic.