Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Chapter 579 - 546 Lanci’s Favorability Decreased

Land of Perpetual Night, Small Stone City ruled by the Bear Man.

The exterior of Snow Bear Hotel looked majestic, flanked by two enormous white bear statues as if guarding this palatial building.

Entering the hotel lobby, guests were met with warm lighting and comfortable heating. Tapestries and Bear Man totems hung on the walls, and at the center of the lobby was a decorative magical fireplace, with orange light dancing within it.

After registering at the reception, Sigrid and Lanci completed their check-in process.

Out of safety and convenience, they both agreed on the apartment-style suite, which meant a two-bedroom with a living room.

"As long as someone of your distinguished status, a significant employer, doesn’t mind, someone like me who does hard labor is naturally willing to stay somewhere nicer," Sigrid said as she lifted a suitcase in each hand.

She considered this employer to be quite generous.

Even in the relatively safe Small Stone City, he was willing to let her stay close by, which made her job much easier, without the need to keep running back and forth.

Staying at the Snow Bear Palace was not cheap, and the contract stipulated that these accommodation expenses were to be borne by the employer.

"It’s fine," Lanci replied with an easy smile.

He felt that Sigrid treated him like an untouchable aristocrat, setting a clear boundary between them.

If he had to describe it, it would probably be that even if he showed obvious disdain for her, she would accept it calmly, because she inherently felt they were not from the same class.

The contract was the iron rule that governed their relationship; she was only responsible for getting the job done for the money.

So Sigrid nodded and headed towards the stairs.

Lanci sat on a sofa in the hotel’s ground floor lobby, writing on a sticky note, guarding the luggage beside the sofa, and waiting for Sigrid to finish moving the bags in two trips.

Although Sigrid was only about eleven or twelve years old, she was strong. If she wasn’t so small, she might have been able to carry all four suitcases in one go.

Soon, she returned after completing one trip.

In the grandiose lobby, Sigrid’s figure stood out as exceptionally efficient. Her small hands tightly gripped the luggage, and even though the size and weight of the bags seemed a bit much for her age, her face did not show the slightest sign of fatigue or displeasure.

Her strength was surprisingly great, each step taken steadily and forcefully; the weight of the suitcases was nothing to her.

Bystanders, seeing the small child engaged in laborious work by Lanci, couldn’t help shaking their heads and sighing at the state of the world.

Lanci didn’t pay too much mind, as he was also working.

"..."

He watched Sigrid as she went on her way again.

Against the backdrop of the hotel’s majestic hall and bright lights, Sigrid’s frame appeared even smaller.

This inevitably reminded him of how Sigrid liked to help with his luggage.

"... This is really too bothersome."

She wanted to curse but stopped herself, swallowing the harsh words back.

"I never went to school; I can’t make heads or tails of what you’re talking about."

Sigrid felt that she understood every word Lanci said, but when strung together, they gave her a headache.

"If you want to learn, I can teach you."

Lanci walked elegantly beside her, hands clasped behind his back.

"Forget it, you’re not my teacher, nor are you my parents, there’s no need for you to teach me this or that."

Sigrid waved her hand and shook her head impatiently,

"Then I might as well not say anything at all."

With that, she quickened her pace slightly.

"That’s a good compromise."

Finally, Lanci agreed with a hint of a smile.

"..."

"Have you been waiting for me to say that for a long time?"

Sigrid walked up to the Snow Bear Hotel’s door with Lanci, frowning.

She always felt like the guy was setting her up.

"No."

Lanci pursed his lips and shook his head.

"Are you treating me like a fool?"

Sigrid scrutinized Lanci’s expression intently.

"Not at all."

Lanci’s lips parted slightly, answering with a mix of surprise and slight confusion.

Seeing Lanci’s natural look, Sigrid suddenly felt her frustration boiling up.

"Heh, my mood just got worse."

Sigrid let out a cold laugh, turned her head, and walked away by herself, leaving these words behind before she passed through the hotel’s revolving doors.