Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Chapter 312 - 299: Lanci’s Fan Behavior_1

When Lanci adjusted the search catalogue on the reception desk, the pitch-black screen began to change, revealing a detailed list.

The rolling screen was full of various precious items.

Each line represented a treasure or magic tool, described in pink font, with several small icons at the end of the item, representing its characteristic information.

Once Lanci adjusted the order from high to low.

This time, a high-ranking card finally appeared at the top.

Lanci gently touched that line, and a more detailed description and three-dimensional image appeared in the center of the screen—

[Roaring of the Storm Dragon]

[Category: Magic Card]

[Grade: Pink Divine]

[Rank: 7]

[Effect: Repels and tosses all enemies within range with oneself as the center, and clears and resists all attacks up to the eighth-order within range in 1 second, cooldown time 135 seconds.]

[Note: Martial virtue is the most important, do not ambush others unprepared.]

"This spell isn’t bad."

Zestira loomed a little closer from the side, her gaze quickly attracted by the specific appraisal effect of this card.

Its spell radius is between twenty to thirty meters, doesn’t carry magic damage, may cause indirect physical damage, and is more likely to be a defensive skill used to clear toxins, traps, and flying tools.

But after she finished speaking, she regretted it.

Most of the pink-divine-level magic cards, as long as they’re a bit normal, she thinks they’re great.

Perhaps this card is much stronger than those fourth and fifth-order cards from a mechanism and numerical perspective that she saw before.

But precisely because it’s a seventh-order, horizontally comparing it with other seventh-orders, it may not be a strong spell card.

Most importantly, apart from whether it’s suitable or not, for her teacher to use this card, even if he were to continuously challenge the Shadow World, it would take several years.

For a brief moment, the meeting room became quiet.

They meticulously browsed the catalogue, while the magical puppet in the reception area quietly waited.

"It’s this one."

This time, Lanci hardly hesitated. After viewing the effects of this card, he directly confirmed his selection on the touch screen and said to Miss Magic Puppet.

"Huh?"

There’s something to be appreciated in most magics as long as they were properly used.

Like those Error Healing type of Magic Cards. Though seemingly useless, when utilized with wisdom, they could be advantageous.

Zestira pondered seriously; she assumed her teacher was testing her.

The two continued their quiet stroll down the library path. Every time they crossed a section, magical phenomena were randomly triggered. Occasionally, Magic Equipment appeared from corners, autonomously projecting scenes from history or easter eggs. Sometimes, as they passed a piano, it would start playing a soothing tune on its own.

Suddenly, Zestira, seemingly understanding something, looked up.

"This card also has the effect of safely dismantling buildings."

Zestira looked at Lanci and said.

"..."

Seeing her teacher remain silent, Zestira continued,

"In essence, this card is a defensive spell. Sometimes, you don’t want to destroy buildings out of your own wish but because you’re unwillingly forced to do so in order to protect your own life. The damage caused, in such a case, should not be your primary responsibility."

However.

Given the current real estate prices in Herram, if someone has a decades-long mortgage and his house gets swept up in a battle, bringing it down,

No matter who wins or loses, the next one to join the battlefield would probably be him. There’d be no need to wait for a court decision.

The more Zestira thought about it, the more she felt sorry for Grand Priest Caius, who had been reported by her teacher. He had lost his job and his house, and still had debts to pay. Rumors had it that Caius had attempted suicide by jumping off a building, but failed.

Someone who could drive a cultist to the point of jumping off a building, was unheard of even to Zestira.

"Have you been secretly reading law books?"

After listening, Lanci asked in slight surprise. He knew that Zestira didn’t like to study, so he never suggested it. He tended to prioritize "happy education" when teaching his students; only those who violated rules were given strict handling.

"I only recently started reading."

Zestira nodded. Her voice was calm, filled with a deep respect from her heart,

"I now feel that learning from you, Teacher, is much more realistic than chasing after my fantasy of Talia."

"Why has Talia become a fantasy now?"

"If she were as great as I had imagined since childhood, she would have succeeded in retaking her kingdom already. Upon reflection, all of this was just my wishful thinking. Instead of hoping that Talia can retake the kingdom, it’s more likely that she will do so by marrying a good man."

"Heh."

Lanci, who hadn’t laughed before, was amused by Zestira’s words.

The old woman still dreams of catching a rich suitor. While others rely on their looks, she might have to bring a kitchen knife to the mix.