Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Chapter 342 - 327: Lanci Wilford Escape Plan_1

After ten days, it was late March in the Protoss Empire.

Snowflakes fluttered in the sky, and the vast snow field stretched to the edge of the sky, merging with the alternating white and gray sky. The original contours of the snow field were covered by a thick layer of snow.

Over a hundred kilometers out of Bandera, a city-state at the North Border Province front line, it was still deserted with nothing but the barren snow field.

The further you go to the north, the more common the harsh weather becomes. It’s usual for the weather to make it impossible to go out for two to three days. The scattered snow-covered cities and towns are also becoming less and less.

Under the vast white snow cover, a sled suddenly appeared on the hillside, cutting through the frosty snow, causing a burst of a white blizzard.

"Whoo-hoo, take off!"

"Speed up, go faster!"

"Meow meow meow! You two slow down, don’t fall off the cliff!"

The abrupt laughter and innocent screams were particularly clear amidst the snowstorm.

The two people sitting on the sled, Lanci, and Sikder, were filled with excitement that even the cold air and the frosty smell couldn’t conceal.

Lanci and Sikder sat on the sled, with the large black fox in front running wild, pulling the sled. Its ears were burning with golden flames. The powerful footprints splashed snowflakes, each step deeply engraved into the snow, leaving varying depths of golden shadows.

The cat boss desperately clung to Lanci’s clothes.

It could see that Lanci and Sikder were genuinely having a blast!

If Tata were here with Lanci at this time, she would certainly tell Lanci to slow down with a stern face. If it were Xiu Bao, she would probably politely remind Lanci to be careful in the snow field. But only Sikder would shout at Lanci to go faster.

"Meow! Don’t go so fast!"

The cat boss knew that it couldn’t keep Lanci under control anymore, but it still tried its best to shout out warnings.

"What? Not fast enough?"

Lanci bent his head down in the howling snowstorm and asked the cat boss in his arms.

Immediately, he lowered his posture, shook the rein of the sled, and signaled the big fox to run faster.

"Meow ah!!"

The cat boss swallowed a mouthful of snow the moment it opened its mouth.

It was only until the sled dashed down from the hill, and finally stabilized on the gradually flat snow field, that the sled with its red-painted body slowed down, still standing out in the snow.

"Ha ha, even if we crash, I won’t be hurt, and for him...doesn’t he still have his wind-attribute wheelchair?"

Sikder laughed heartily, she turned her head to look at the little black cat on Lanci’s lap and said.

She knew that Lanci had many bizarre equipment Magic Cards on him.

Considering the secrecy of their final destination, they changed their identities and appearances again after leaving Xue Yuan Province.

Rather than continuing to use their Protoss Royal Magic Academy identities as Rocky and Sikder, they had changed to a Magic Artisan and merchant from Xue Yuan Province who wanted to do business in the North Border Province.

This way they could avoid being tracked back on their way back if anything arises from their investigation.

However, Lanci did indeed have an excessive number of high-order purple Magic Cards in Encapsulation state that had not been used yet. He seemed more like a Magic Card merchant than a Magic Card merchant. And the advantage of Encapsulation is that it’s easy to identify their effects since they are ownerless.

"Like?"

"If I have low affection for you, I will assume you have betrayed me, and help you retire thoroughly."

Sikder coldly made a fist.

"..."

Lanci didn’t know whether she was joking about the consequences of low affection or really threatening him.

The cat boss hugged by Lanci felt chills down his spine, trembling with fear. It knew Lanci shouldn’t have created a relationship with this demoness!

She simply couldn’t have a peaceful breakup with you!

"But honestly, in most cases, if you want to leave, I don’t think I would let you go easily. I have made an exception to select you as the Saint Heir, and you naturally have to continue to serve me."

Sikder honestly told Lanci her real answer.

"Understood."

Lanci nodded, he probably had already guessed it would be like this.

He looked down at the trembling cat boss and smiled, not at all nervous.

"!"

The cat boss was surprised, it immediately realized what this rookie was thinking.

It could probably guess that at that time Lanci will use feign-death to escape, creating the illusion that "Rocky McCarthy" is dead, so that Sigrid would not even have the thought of tracking him!

Then, this jerk would transform back to the "Lanci Wilford" from the South Continent, breaking all ties with Sigrid!

However, the cat boss was a bit scared. If Lanci really did this, he might trigger a chain reaction that is unpredictable.

"What if your previous Saintess wants to leave?"

The cat boss swallowed, daring to use his immature voice to timidly ask.

Sigrid had once lost a Saintess, and regarding "leaving" and "death", the cat boss was not sure how ruthless Sigrid could be to the one betraying her.

If she is too extreme, then Lanci could only use feign-death to escape!

Hearing this, Sikder was taken aback, apparently never considering this situation.

Eventually, she wore a helpless smile.

"I guess I would let her go, let her live the life she wants."

Her voice carried a rare hint of guilt and gentleness.

"..."

Nobody said anything this time, not Lanci or cat boss.

It looked up at Lanci.

It could feel that if Lanci really used feign-death to escape, it could turn into another rookie-like situation...