Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Chapter 317 - 304: Lanci Just Wants to Be Beaten Up by Everyone Today_1

At the platform level of the Magic Energy Train Station in the imperial capital, Herram, the early winter morning was tinged with a faint ray of dawn.

Although the sun had not fully risen, the pale blue sky began to refract light, giving the city-state, filled with towering buildings and ancient architecture, a touch of comforting warmth.

Today was the first weekend after March.

There was a faint white mist on the rails, formed by the dew evaporated from the previous night, making the nearby Demon Energy Train unusually quiet, with only occasional hoots and mechanical sounds startling people.

Standing on the platform, near the station sign, was Lanci. He was dressed in a diamond-striped waistcoat, and draped over him a dark gray cloak. He looked up at the timetable on the holographic screen, then shifted his gaze to the distant end of the tracks shrouded in fog, seemingly convinced that he would soon see the incoming train.

"Hi."

At that moment, a familiar voice broke the silence around him.

Lanci turned around.

He saw Sikder standing before him.

She wore a slim white shirt with a sleek jacket and a black skirt, that made her look efficient and elegant.

"Good morning."

Lanci greeted the Bishop of Hegemony.

The two of them had agreed earlier, that once he finished his week-long work at the Protoss Royal Magic Academy, they could embark on a journey to the Northern Nirvana Branch.

Of course, this was a task given to them by the temple of the Nirvana Knights at the capital, who were both newly ordained Priests of Nirvana.

Although they had never seen each other at school, Lanci was quite confident that Sikder had been observing him while disguised as a student.

The platform level was not yet busy. The sound of the clock striking six echoed from afar, with only a few early passengers rushing about.

Their unmoving figures at the edge of the platform seemed particularly peaceful.

"Where is your cat?"

Sikder looked at Lanci’s hand and then his black scarf.

He clearly had two freshly bought pet tickets in his hand. One had turned into his scarf, the other was still hidden.

Lanci did not speak, he just lowered his head to look at his own shadow.

Then his shadow began to tremble.

It seemed Cat boss was terrified.

Or rather, it would rather die than stay with the Bishop of Hegemony.

The Black Fox, however, appeared completely unaware of Sikder’s strength or weakness, not on guard against her at all.

"It’s too scared."

Lanci turned his gaze to Sikder with resignation.

"That would depend on the degree of danger in the situation, and also the affection level of this identity, Sikder, towards you."

"Huh?"

Lanci had never heard of such a situation before.

"So, correspondingly, you must also cherish and protect me."

Sikder put down the newspaper, patted Lanci’s shoulder, and confirmed.

"Why do I have to protect you?"

Lanci was confused. How did it turn out that he needed to protect Sikder?

"If I’m not happy, I might leave the team. You have to consider your teammates’ feelings too."

Sikder said this seriously.

Lanci was lost for words.

You are really conscientious, aren’t you?

If I didn’t ask the details now, would you try to pull the wool over my eyes later?

"..."

Seeing that Lanci was silenced,

Cat boss felt that Lanci finally met his match.

Not only did she not take the bait, after making a round based on her fantastic logic, she turned the tables.

"... Alright."

In the end, Lanci reluctantly agreed.

He understood Sikder’s logic.

She focused on doing the minimum and would not allow Lanci to exploit any loopholes.

The more he thought about it, the angrier and more violated he felt.

If she couldn’t help, then why bring her along?

No, he had to play dead.

The theme of this Northern trip was a desperate one.

She only mentioned dying earlier, she wouldn’t follow his crazy plans.

Then, as long as there was a one in ten chance of survival, he could still mobilize Sikder!

It felt wasteful not to make use of her Archbishop-level destructive power!