Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Chapter 341 - 326: General Lanci’s Performance was Simply Amazing_1

The following morning.

To the north of Chinston City, the sturdy city gate made of cold iron, worn by time, bore deep imprints and mottled traces, still guarding the safety and dignity of this land.

The City-State Guard Knights on either side of the city gate held their spears and shields, their eyes steadfastly watching the distance, as if telling people with their posture that this was sacred and inviolable land.

At this moment, Viscount Levin Chinston, the city-state’s lord, dressed in a deep blue nobleman’s suit, personally came to the gate to bid farewell. By his side were his beautiful daughter and handsome son-in-law, hand in hand, their faces graced with light smiles.

The guards at the entrance of the city saw the lord, promptly standing to attention with serious expressions, saluting him.

Viscount Levin Chinston nodded slightly, indicating that they needn’t stand on ceremony.

At this moment, his gaze was very gentle, brimming with gratitude, but he didn’t say much, leaving the farewells to Shaar.

"Teacher Rocky McCarthy, Miss Sikder, thank you for your help."

Shaar bowed deeply to the two closest to the gate, ready to leave. When he raised his head again, his eyes were full of reluctance and a hint of wanting to keep them around.

"Shaar, see you in our capital city, Herram."

Lanci spread his arms, letting Shaar excitedly hug him before waving goodbye in a composed manner.

Shaar is a young man with limitless potential, not inferior to his senior sister Zestira of Demon Race lineage.

Though their current rankings are still quite low, they have already embarked on the right path to cultivation. Given their talent, perhaps in a few years, they will become standout figures in the sixth-order.

As for advancing to the seventh-order, in addition to reaching the peak of the sixth-order, one also needs to gather materials that align with their temperament to inscribe their title, thereby greatly improving their basic attributes and passive abilities in line with their title’s requirements.

The same applies to the eighth and the ninth-orders.

The compatibility of the materials directly affects the difficulty of success, and the higher the quality of the core materials, the higher the difficulty. Each failure will cause damage to oneself and a regression in magic power, and a short period of time will pass before one can inscribe their title again.

Generally speaking, those with the qualifications and opportunities to summit the seventh order try their best to get materials of as high a compatibility and quality as possible for their most important first time title inscription. However, because of this, many strong powers who have been settled at sixth stage for many years find themselves stuck at this hurdle, unable to ascend to the ranks of the world’s true powerhouses.

But for Lanci, such considerations are still premature.

"Do you want me to accompany you further north?"

Shaar asked with a hint of worry.

He remembered the first time he met the two, they were lost in the snowy woods.

"No need to worry, the way to the North Border Province is quite recognizable, and I’ve bought this book, ’A Snowfield Map Even a 3-Year-Old Can Understand’."

As Lanci reassuringly spoke to Shaar, he pulled out a book.

Scrunching his brows in confusion, Lanci eventually voiced his doubts.

"... I’ll keep that a secret for now."

After thinking for a while, Sikder confidently responded.

"You — you don’t have a clue, do you?"

Lanci stared at Sikder’s purple eyes. He had a feeling that she just hesitated.

She probably couldn’t come up with an answer right away, so she simply changed her answer.

"It’s more exciting to improvise. Anyway, you should just keep improving your favorability points. I promise it won’t be detrimental to you."

Sikder confidently instructs Lanci.

"..."

Lanci had a feeling that she was making empty promises.

Just like the typical sly behavior of a boss.

This reminded him of another bankrupt female boss he knew. Although she had an odd personality, she was methodical in her actions, and there were no surprises with her.

On the other hand, Sikder was indeed straightforward, but also unpredictable.

One could only say that women who can’t get married usually have some problems.

While Lanci was lost in his own thoughts, wandering through the snow.

"By the way, do you know anyone who can use mind-reading magic?"

Suddenly, Sikder asked.

"No, why do you ask?"

Lanci turned his head with a naturally confused expression.

"That’s good because I’d hate if my Saint Heir suddenly disappeared one day."

Sikder let out a cold laugh and sighed.

She was certain that Lanci just had some extremely impolite thoughts. Without any evidence, she was able to make this statement.

She was very tolerant of Lanci and wouldn’t do anything to him.

But if it were someone else, especially a woman with a bad temper, it would be a different story.