Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Chapter 279 - 267: Lanci’s daily tasks won’t end in the Northern Continent either_1

Zestira listened quietly to Lanci’s legal guidance.

Every once in a while, a cafe employee would breeze past them in a neat uniform, holding a tray. Each time they pass with a newly completed tray of coffee, desserts, and cold drinks, a rich caramel aroma would drift into the air.

For some reason, Zestira felt that Lanci’s words made a lot of sense.

Indeed, there were some annoying monkeys at Protoss Royal Magic Academy that could potentially be dealt with in this way.

However, Zestira immediately shook her head, choosing to seal away these theories in her mind.

She was a dragon demon, not a dog demon.

The most remarkable thing about reporting the Rebirth Church wasn’t this guy’s daring act.

It was that even after he reported them, nobody from the Nirvana Branch came to trouble him or seek revenge.

It was hard to imagine the mental state that had driven him to commit such an act full of potential dangers.

Ordinary people playing like this would have their life in jeopardy.

Yet, the Nirvana Branch seemed to have borne their grievances silently, opting to handle the entire matter internally for the sake of peace. The details of the incident were also effectively smothered by the Nirvana Branch.

Zestira didn’t particularly love or hate the Rebirth Church, so she didn’t regard Lanci’s actions either as a good deed or a bad one.

She simply thought that he did alright.

Starting from yesterday, those monkeys who often blatantly displayed hostility towards her have become a bit reserved. They seemed to be afraid of being targeted by her follower and having their entire family reported.

After all, even the deviously vicious Nirvana Branch of the Rebirth Church couldn’t deal with this guy. The nobles who maintained a public image and dignity in the empire had no desire to provoke such a person.

The silent clock hanging in the corner of the room was covered by the light, carefree jazz music played in the shop.

It was not until Lanci finished talking that Zestira finally let out a sigh of relief.

She was reasonably sure that she had not been brainwashed.

Glancing at the clock in the shop, she realized that it was indeed noon. Her slight feeling of hunger was not deceiving her.

"Let’s go. I’ll show you around the safe areas in school."

Zestira picked up the books that had been neatly arranged on the table and stood up, saying to Lanci,

"The monthly exam is coming up next week. I’ll need your help."

After this weekend, Lanci would need to stay in the Protoss Royal Academy for five days because followers and students were not allowed to leave or enter the campus on workdays without a special reason.

Zestira frowned and muttered.

Lanci’s pace didn’t change at all. He just turned his head to look at Zestira in confusion, because he didn’t feel any sense of danger at all.

If even the cat boss couldn’t detect it at all, it meant that the other party’s strength was much stronger than him.

The bustling area of the capital, Herram, can be said to be an absolutely safe area where almost no one will commit a crime.

It must be Zestira’s talent that discovered something.

"But it’s not malicious, so don’t worry too much."

Zestira said again, telling him not to worry.

It is very rare for such an existence to not be malicious to her, and the other party should have no malicious intent towards Lanci.

Upon hearing Zestira say this, Lanci also nodded, without any worries.

"Keep cultivating your innate magic, and it can evolve as your rank increases in the future."

Lanci said to Zestira, he was sure that Zestira’s talent was quite useful.

"How should I cultivate, and what are the directions of evolution?"

Zestira asked with interest.

Even she herself didn’t understand much about the innate magic of the Demon Race, and many of these kinds of books have been lost long ago.

But her teacher is a South Continent person who has a lot of research on the Demon Race.

Perhaps he knows some important information that can’t be found in the Northern Continent.

"I’m not sure how to cultivate it, but I do know some directions of evolution, such as your talent can evolve into mind-reading."

Lanci answered with his hands folded and his brows slightly furrowed.

"Also?"

Zestira noticed that Lanci seemed to know other demons.

And they have talents similar to hers.

"My teacher is a member of the Demon Race, but he finds it really difficult to evolve his talent into mind-reading. He doesn’t interact with people and stays at home in seclusion all day long. He never wants to listen to others’ opinions. It will probably take a few decades to a hundred years to achieve mind-reading. I advise you not to follow in his footsteps."

Lanci shook his head with a laugh, explaining to Zestira.