Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Chapter 532 - 505: Lanci Wants to Save the Lost Lambs_1

Inside a magic energy vehicle on the road of the Northwest Region of the Nanwantina, the air became exceptionally quiet.

Aside from the driver who was praying, there was also a black-haired, green-eyed young girl in the passenger seat who hummed off-beat tunes from time to time.

It seemed like a hymn that the Church of the Goddess of Destiny would chant during morning prayers, but after her rendition, it sounded much like a funeral march.

The singing seeped into Eileen’s ears, disturbing her mind, and triggered an intense fear that threatened to break her.

She had heard of some places in the Northern Continent where the crime rate was exceedingly high, where they could capture healthy people and sell their organs.

The people in front of her looked like old hands at this, the type who would harvest her organs without even administering anesthesia.

She didn’t understand.

She didn’t understand why she had become their target, why they had such terrifying devices that could control her, and why she was so unlucky.

Her mind was in chaos, and the more she thought about it, the more her vision blurred.

However, at that moment, within her dimmed vision, a hue of emerald green, like a precious gem, particularly stood out.

It was his eyes.

The young driver with brown hair and green eyes was still displaying a gentle gaze as if there was no malice in his demeanor.

That moment felt like a lifeline being thrown to her as she was drowning.

"Breathe deeply, don’t be nervous."

Lanci gently advised.

Upon his words, the black-haired, amber-eyed young girl sitting next to Eileen started to gently pat her back, helping her to regulate her breath.

"Huff——"

Eileen inhaled deeply with all her might, filling her chest, and then exhaled, followed by rapid breaths. Her chest rose and fell continuously, and she began to feel her heart rate slowly returning to her control.

"Are you feeling better?"

Lanci’s voice retained its gentleness.

Eileen came back to her senses, her muscles tensed up. She regained her alertness and glared at the driver in front of her.

She had unconsciously followed what he said and even felt a strange reliance on him for a moment.

It was this guy who had tricked her into this shady vehicle!

"What exactly are you people?"

Eileen swallowed, unable to alleviate her dry throat. She asked in a somewhat hoarse voice.

She clearly realized that she was sitting next to a frighteningly powerful figure and dared not move.

"..."

Perhaps all of this was the doing of a mysterious bishop from the Northern Continent!

"Don’t ask who this lady is. If you know too much, Ivanos might not let you live,"

Hyperion said in a cold tone, yet filled with well-meaning advice.

Eileen shivered and timidly nodded. She didn’t dare to continue staring at the woman with golden eyes."Tonight, our Destruction Branch is going to work with a group of mysterious individuals to assassinate Miss Duchess Hyperion who is staying at the Welfort family. While our job is to pose as civilians within a specific range of the Nanwantina region, carrying self-destructive spells, and be ready to receive orders from Saint Solomon of Destruction at any time. We don’t know what exactly we are supposed to do, we’ll only understand when we receive orders,"

Eileen started speaking slowly, informing them.

Her explanation made the car go silent once again.

Lanci Hyperion and Talia exchanged a glance.

Talia nodded, signifying to the two that Eileen was not lying

Although no one knew that she had the innate magic of lie detection, the eighth-order strongman skilled in magic power detection could somewhat infer the credibility of the other party’s words through magic fluctuation.

Thankfully, Lanci was able to capture this Resurrection Believer and extract information from her. Otherwise, they wouldn’t be able to detect the Resurrection Church’s actions tonight in advance.

But unfortunately, the information was tightly sealed, and they were still not aware of what the Resurrection Church was preparing for tonight.

"Can you find Solomon?"

Lanci asked again.

"We can’t. He can only command us, we can’t contact him on our own,"

Eileen shook her head.

Hyperion forced herself to stay calm, maintaining her act.

She knew the enemy was coming, but she didn’t expect them to come so quickly and decisively.

Talia could feel Hyperion’s fear. She wanted to comfort Hyperion.

Just as Talia was about to knock Eileen out again, Lanci intervened.

"Just as I thought..."

Lanci murmured,

"Ivanos and Solomon are going to abandon you tonight. What pitiful children..."

His green eyes were clear, full of pity as he looked at Eileen, as if he truly wanted to save her.

Hyperion: "..."

The initially frightened Hyperion suddenly felt another familiar sense of fear.

She looked at the eyes of Tata and Lanci, knowing that they both wanted to comfort her just now.

And the comfort from Lanci was just that familiar.

Hyperion laughed in relief.