Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Chapter 506 - 484: Lanci’s Leisurely Morning_1

The antique clock in the office emitted faint and regular ticks, its hand just past nine.

Lanci didn’t pay attention to the time, he was idly passing the morning hours in stark contrast to the vernal sunshine outside, everything around him was tranquil and orderly due to his presence.

Until a soft knock sounded on the office door, followed by Pranay’s voice from outside, "Mr. Rocky, Miss Cloris seeks an audience."

"Come in."

Lanci raised his head, looking towards the door, his voice serene and amicable.

The door slowly opened, with Pranay standing respectfully at the entrance, followed by a woman of extraordinary temperament who entered the room.

She was still dressed in a noble hunting attire and well-fitted trousers, her intricately woven hair resting on her shoulders, only more formal than before.

"Principal Rocky, it’s been over a month since we last met."

Duchess Cloris removed her hat and sat opposite Lanci’s desk, sighing.

Her radiant aura seemed to bring a breath of fresh air and floral fragrance, making the entire office even brighter, despite the sunny spring day outside.

"You must have had it tough being confined at the Duke’s Mansion."

Lanci rose from his seat with a smile, gesturing Duchess Cloris to join him in the discussion area on the left side of the office.

In the past, as a principal and student, they could chat leisurely at the desk, but not now.

"Yes, indeed. Every day was uncertain, depending solely on if I made the right gamble. Thankfully, I won handsomely in the end, considering the outcome."

Cloris shrugged as she spoke.

She didn’t at all seem like a woman who had just been on the verge of life and death for tens of days.

After the two of them settled on the couch in the discussion area, Pranay turned gracefully to a cupboard nearby, he pulled out a drawer, picked a pack of selected tea leaves, and began preparing tea for Cloris.

Lanci silently watched Pranay’s tea preparation, appreciating the serenity of this everyday routine.

After several months of intensive work, he was now at leisure, feeling relaxed.

With Pranay carrying the freshly brewed floral tea for the two of them, he excused himself and gently closed the office door behind.

"When did our school get such an impressive teacher?"

Cloris felt that she had only been confined for little over a month, and was surprised to see the appearance of such an incomprehensible professor.

"Maybe he has always been here, just unnoticed by anyone."

Lanci answered with a smile.

"I see."

Cloris seemed to understand something, but she decided not to reveal her thoughts,

"I heard that His Majesty Franklin III, invited you for dinner last night."

She picked up the teacup, looked at the Principal with great interest, and asked.

"Yes, indeed."

Lanci nodded.

"No need."

Lanci diverted his gaze, smiling with lowered eyes.

"Why?"

Cloris stared at him and asked.

She didn’t know why Rocky McCarthy had turned her down.

"I plan to retire."

Lanci leaned back in his chair, looking calm and uncompetitive, as if he was preparing to retire tomorrow.

"...."

Cloris couldn’t figure this man out.

He was just one step away from controlling the Protoss Empire, but now he didn’t want anything.

What had all his previous efforts been for?

"I was never interested in fame and fortune, just want to go back home and live a peaceful life."

Lanci showed a relaxed smile,

"After I retire, the Protoss Royal Magic Academy will revert to its previous director-less form of operation. The position of governor of the Northern Xueyuan Province will be handed over to Viscount Chinston. As for the Hegemony Branch, I hope that Duchess Cloris can pay more attention to it."

He knew that the present duchess was somewhat like her father, Duke Morotian, in some respects, but essentially different. She was a more trustworthy partner.

"Of course, we have always been allies."

Cloris nodded, her voice resolute.

She paused for a moment, looking at the clock on the wall, and seemed to feel that she had lingered a little too long.

"Then I shall not disturb Mr. Rocky any longer."

Cloris got up and bid farewell to Lanci.

She moved gracefully and with ease, moving lightly towards the door of the principal’s office.

As she grabbed the doorknob, she turned around, a smile of indecipherable meaning appeared on her face.

"Oh yes, Principal, just now outside the Redmond building, there was a blonde girl who asked me to tell you that she’s waiting for you by the lake. She wants you to change into a more casual and handsome outfit before you meet her."

Cloris said, then with a slight nod, gently closed the door, leaving a peaceful space.

Lanci’s gaze lingered for a moment on the slowly closing door.

With no further action, he seemed a bit taken aback.

Then he smiled in relief.

"A date between the bishop and the holy heir, is it really okay?"

Lanci stood up and muttered to himself in consternation.

Originally, he just gave Sigrid an example, telling her what not to say before the war. Unexpectedly, the two hit it off and it turned into a real date.

Although he said so, he did not stay here for another moment and walked out of the principal’s office.