Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Chapter 670 - 619 Matters of the Lanci Family

The next day.

In the eastern part of Ichrite City-State, the new residence of the Wilfords.

The spacious and bright dining room on the first floor was bathed in the soft morning sunlight, which shone through the window lattice and gently fell into every corner, carrying with it the outlines of the leaves outside the window.

In the courtyard, a soft summer morning breeze occasionally passed, bringing the subtle and elegant fragrance of a variety of flowers from the distant garden.

The Wilford family’s breakfast today was different from usual.

At one side of the table, in addition to the head of the family, Noe, there was an additional special presence.

"Dad, can you give me some money?"

"No!"

The head of the family sitting in the main seat of the dining table, Noe Wilford, wore his usual expression, his gaze landing on Lanci and involuntarily revealing a mixture of complex emotions.

Noe felt anger whenever he remembered that because of this boy, the numbers in his account had rapidly decreased over the past year. Now, the company’s multinational trade had shrunk by a large margin, and there was a significant expenditure for purchasing a new residence in Ichrite.

If it weren’t for the fact that Lanci himself was quite outstanding in his studies, he would be no different from those profligate wastrels!

"Alright, then."

Lanci knew that he had already taken quite a bit of money from his father over the year, and it seemed he couldn’t milk any more.

But he was actually very short on cash now.

Apart from the bonus he got from completing the Seventh-order Shadow World from the South Continent Shadow World Management Association and the little savings he had left, he didn’t have any other money.

He did bring back quite a few rare-quality Encapsulated Magic Cards from the Northern Continent, but he hadn’t declared them when passing through South Continent customs, implying they were for personal use. If he were to trade them, not only would listing them be troublesome, but he’d also need to pay a large amount of back taxes.

Moreover, these cards were indeed his reserve fuel. He was soon heading to the Cerryti Empire and didn’t want to sell them.

Next, he’s going to the Poseen Kingdom, and he expects to spend a lot of money buying auxiliary materials for the production of "Calila’s Shadow Weave Record".

Although as a Platinum Level Card Maker proctoring exams, he earned a generous salary and privileges, and could purchase materials at an extremely high discount from the Southern Continent Card Maker Association, it would still be best to have as much money as possible on hand before heading to the Poseen Kingdom.

He certainly couldn’t go to Hyperion and say, "Hyperion, I’ve run out of money, could you lend me some?" That just felt all too awkward.

The Duke’s House surely had money, but it was all in the accounts of Duke Migaya and couldn’t be accessed until after the inheritance, while the money she had was saved from her frugality since childhood, living far more modestly than most other noble ladies.

While the father and son were chatting, a new program sound came from the household magic device that Noe had previously turned on in the restaurant.

"Hutton Daily channel, bringing you the Good Morning Melody today, is a song by the newly signed artist Lan Fu Wilfort from the Ichrite Academy College of Magic Engineering."

Lanci’s spoon trembled in his hand.

Subsequently, the familiar yet saccharine voice began to resonate in the Wilfort family’s dining room—

"♫ My dear, you look so cute today~"

"♫ So cute that I want to eat you up in place of breakfast~"

"♫ The words I could not express, I can now convey to you without reservation~"

"Wilfort, isn’t that the same as our family name?"

Upon hearing it, Noe initially thought it was Lanci Wilfort.

"Is this the kind of music that young people are into these days? However, this voice sounds a bit like Miss Tata."

After listening for a few lines, Noe commented.

"♫ Just being near you, the acceleration of my heartbeat uncontrollably sweeps in mixed with sweetness~"

"♫ Your cute appearance intoxicates me so, before my memories start to fade, like a lucid dream, I want to stay forever by your side~"

"It’s unlikely. Miss Tata’s tone of voice is completely different from this one."

Hans, the butler carrying a plate, frowned slightly and answered after a brief listen.

He was just passing by.

Having put down the plate, he left again.

"♫ oh~ I’m feeling almost suffocated, and you are the air, I can’t wait a moment more~"

"I think it is indeed Miss Tata’s voice," Noe said, putting down his utensils and after thoroughly savoring the sound, he spoke.

"Lanci, why aren’t you saying anything?"

Noe suddenly looked at Lanci, who was sitting rigidly next to the dining table.