Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Chapter 715 - 664 Mr. Lanci, You Are Arrested

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When the berserk Lixancy suddenly stopped her shrieking, seemingly returning to normal before collapsing onto the cold street, the air around became still for a moment.

Soon after, a low murmur of whispers erupted in the street.

People exchanged puzzled and perplexed glances.

"What just happened?"

"Was she cursed? Can she return to normal?"

Such questions spread among the crowd, all trying to comprehend this abrupt change.

Meanwhile, the Executioner Squad, who had been about to deal with the Cursed Demon Clan in Frenzy Transformation, found themselves hesitating.

Their weapons were not yet fully lowered as they communicated with glances, and eventually, everyone’s gaze converged on Sergeant Nigel, the executioner, waiting for him to make a decision.

At that moment, the whole street fell into a strange silence, everyone waiting for directions or an explanation.

The executioner, Sergeant Nigel, stood in the cold night breeze that blew down the long street, his gaze shifting from the collapsed Lixancy to the gathered crowd, then to Lanci and Talia, his expression complex and inscrutable.

Inside his heart, indecision and struggle were like two conflicting currents pulling at him.

On one hand, as an officer under a Senate Duke, he had the responsibility to protect the people and maintain order, but on the other, the sudden turn of events made it difficult for him to judge Lixancy’s true condition—had she really returned to normal?

Or was this just a brief respite in her berserk state?

Nigel’s internal battle was not unfounded.

Women and children could afford mistakes, but he could not.

Professor Bolao’s curse—

So far, the only known way to lift it was by the caster himself.

The Senate had been trying all means to track down the caster and the key clues to the recent magical chaos caused by the Demon Race.

Nigel’s instincts and logic told him that these two could not possibly be the casters.

If news spread that these two could break the curse, they might find themselves drawn into even greater trouble.

In Nigel’s eyes, these two foreigners bore no prejudice or ill will toward the Demon Race.

But others who hadn’t witnessed this chaos firsthand might not see it that way.

Nigel’s gaze rested on Lanci.

This young man who had appeared so suddenly was to him an unknown variable and possibly a glimmer of hope in solving the curse case of Professor Bolao.

Nigel tried to find answers in Lanci’s expressions and actions.

However, faced with Lanci’s inscrutable demeanor, Nigel was filled with uncertainty.

"Do I need to come with you, Sergeant?"

After a lengthy wait, Lanci, looking into the executioner’s eyes, tentatively asked.

He really did not want to go to jail.

If an issue could be negotiated, he preferred to talk it out rather than deciding impulsively and acting first as Talia did.

At least for now, the sergeant seemed willing to communicate.

"I have no right to arrest the two of you. Just go, I’ll handle the aftermath here."

Nigel’s sharp gaze fell on Lanci as he answered.

Lanci exhaled in relief.

"Don’t worry, I won’t harm her. She’s an important witness, but I can’t guarantee what The Senate will rule regarding this incident,"

Nigel glanced at Lixancy on the ground and added.

If he took these two back with him, he didn’t know how the other executioners would judge, which might endanger them.

The most important thing now was to make a decisive plan and minimize the chaos as quickly as possible.

After all, executioners weren’t exactly creatures fond of the spotlight.

"I believe you,"

Lanci nodded.

The sergeant looked like the upright sort.

And Talia had figured out he wasn’t lying.

He felt that Hyperion and Sigrid, his past partners, were teammates with perfect coordination.

She knew about Hyperion, and indeed, the teamwork between her and Lanci was seamless.

But she hadn’t heard of the name Sigrid before.

"She’s a type of older woman who’s very popular," Lanci replied seriously.

"..."

Talia didn’t know why.

But she felt that there was some innuendo in Lanci’s words.

Yet she couldn’t pinpoint any issues with them.

"Are there also types that aren’t popular?" she asked.

"You guess," Lanci responded with a brief smile.

On the spot, Talia captured Lanci.

Never mind the details—capture this guy first and ask questions later!

Lanci didn’t even have time to react.

"This is the fourth time you’ve pinned me to the ground!" Lanci protested indignantly.

And this was the fastest she had ever taken him down.

He had never been humiliated like this!

"Meow..."

Cat Boss jumped to the side, looking at Lanci.

You’ve been arrested again, Teacher Da Lan.

If you keep getting captured, you’re going to become the "Seven Times Captured Lanci" legend.

"What use is it for you to remember?"

Talia, with a hint of teasing in her eyes, bent down and whispered in his ear,

"If you can, why don’t you resist? Are you able to?"

The more Lanci struggled, the more she found this side of Lanci amusing, even going so far as to tease him by gently breathing into his ear.

Due to the commotion earlier on, local police officers from the Floral City Pariel precinct had already arrived.

Seeing the officers pass by them, the officers’ attention was drawn to them.

Talia immediately released Lanci.

The two of them stood somewhat awkwardly in front of the officer.

The officer seemed to be inquiring about details of the recent disturbance from witnesses.

"You two are a couple?" the officer inquired.

"How could that be?"

Lanci and Talia both rejected the idea at the same time.

"So what I saw wasn’t sweet nothings being exchanged?" the officer asked, surprised.

"Of course not!"

Both of them exclaimed loudly.

The officer chuckled at their reaction.

"Do you two understand that Floral City Pariel is the City of Civilisation? It’s been many years since I’ve seen a man and a woman fighting in public. Come with me."

Then rose-gold handcuffs clinked onto the wrists of a bewildered Lanci and Talia.

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"Dear Hyperion,"

"I was arrested just after arriving in Floral City."

"But I swear I really didn’t want to cause trouble."

"Every time I think of the end of the story, I’m reminded of the beginning."

"The day I was arrested, I had not yet realized that this comedy of errors was just beginning."