Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Chapter 172 - 161: Lanci’s immeasurable virtue plan_1

In the brightly lit bedroom, the two exchanged glances.

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Indeed, it’s true...

But for Hyperion, the real issue was if Viscount Augustin was controlled by Lanci!

She had come to understand Lanci’s cryptic language.

This guy intended to personally rescue Viscount Augustin.

Then take control of Viscount Augustin.

To acquire a Sixth-order vampire experiment to manipulate at will!

You’re not a traitor, but your actions are worse than a traitor’s!

"Stisera, you’ll have to put up with staying in this room for the next few days. We can’t reveal that you’ve joined us in our live broadcast, and on the surface, we are still mortal enemies. However, we will provide you with three meals a day, and you can tell us if you need anything," Lanci said to Goddess Officer Stisera.

Stisera nodded obediently.

Although she knew the Challengers wouldn’t directly trust her, Lanci’s words made her feel very comfortable and secure.

"Hyperion, let’s talk as we walk,"

Lanci had already reached the bedroom door with his notebook, his fingers gently grasped the doorknob by the door frame, and with a light pull, the old door hinge made a slight squeak. The solid door quietly opened, and a wave of late-night chill from the castle corridor hit their faces.

"Mmm."

The two of them exited room 203, and as the main door slowly closed and locked behind them, the intricate carvings on the back of the door cast mottled shadows in the hallway light, as if narrating the passage of time.

In the second-floor corridor, warm yellow light from the wall lamps sprinkled down, casting long shadows of them onto the floor.

"What are you planning to do...?"

Hyperion, walking down the castle’s second-floor corridor, asked Lanci.

They walked side by side, the endless silence echoing under the black wooden floor, only disturbed by the sound of their own heartbeats.

"You think every time we seal a Bloodline Viscount, it’s a merit, right?"

Lanci turned his head and said to Hyperion, smiling as he looked into her eyes.

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Hyperion was slightly taken aback.

"That’s correct."

She knew that generally, completing such an intricate process would earn them an achievement and boost their final score in the Shadow World.

Like last time in Purgatory Corridor Academy, Lanci did a lot of extraordinary achievements that normal challengers couldn’t possibly achieve.

After identifying the Traitor, they had been focusing on confronting the Goddess of Destruction and Earl Paluocas, leaving the identities of the werewolf and witch unattended.

Now, apart from Hyperion, who was known to be the Witch, they needed to find the Werewolf to break Viscount Augustin’s seal.

Hyperion felt that in just five minutes, Lanci had traversed the paths that had taken two historical traitors their entire lives.

The quiet persisted.

Scaling the stone-paved staircase, each step echoed subtly like the heartbeat of the castle at midnight.

Soon, the pair arrived at the third floor, a cool breeze flowed in from the open windows in the corridor, bringing a whiff of the refreshing night air from above.

"Lanci, I have a feeling that this isn’t quite...meritorious..."

Hyperion finally managed to voice her thoughts after several hesitant moments.

"Do we really have to make Viscount Augustin do sit-ups non-stop for four whole days..."

Hyperion muttered under her breath.

She was doing everything in her power to salvage Lanci’s humanity.

She recalled the time when she first met Lanci, he at least seemed human.

Even during their first collaboration in the third round of the entrance exam, Lanci had still belonged in the category of animals.

Since then, however, following the stint in the Purgatory Corridor Academy, Lanci started to appear crueller.

And now, his condition seemed to have worsened yet again.

She dared not to imagine what he would transform into after joining the Rebirth Church and experiencing the remaining two Shadow Worlds in the Blood Moon Bad World series...

"Don’t worry, when the time comes, the Great Love Poet and the clergy will take care of the work. We just need to rescue Viscount Augustin and hand him over to the clergy. The merit will be directly awarded by the Goddess of Destiny, officially verified and all,"

Lanci explained, taking pain to justify his plan.

Although the merit might be skimmed off by the three clergies as middlemen, it was the official channel, genuine and trustworthy.

"Once we finish developing the automated Viscount Augustin cycling device, we can also document it in the report ’On Ecological Balance and Blood Clan Control’."

Lanci even rubbed his palms in anticipation, feeling that their journey in the Shadow World had been overwhelmingly fruitful.

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Hyperion was stunned once again at his words.

She covered her face with her hands, gradually starting to sob.

Striving for over a decade to be accepted as a human by the people of Ichrite, only to have her dream shattered due to Lanci.

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