Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Chapter 780 - 681: Even a Dog Would Kick Lanci - Part 2

"Every industry has been experienced, with a particular expertise in education and management."

Lanci sipped his tea and replied.

"Then your experiences are truly diverse."

Christina just intended to get a brief understanding and didn’t plan to probe further.

She would believe it even if he said he had mixed with the Rebirth Church.

"So, let’s talk business. Enon, Miss Christina plans to go to the Sacred Silvervine Arena today to watch the Platinum Level Card Maker exam. Would you accompany the young miss and protect her along the way?"

Lanci looked toward Enon and asked.

"...Could another maid from the house go with the young miss instead?"

Enon gazed at the crimson surface of her tea without looking up.

"First, you are Miss Christina’s personal maid. Compared to working in this house, you belong to her more as a private employee."

Lanci said to Enon in a measured tone,

"Second, the cookmaids, waiting maids, and study maids of the house are all strong members of the Demon Race, but actually, they aren’t as strong as you. You need to have more confidence in yourself."

"..."

Enon fell silent.

She seemed to find no reason or rebuttal to escape the butler’s words.

"Enon, are you afraid that your enemies will discover you and then endanger Miss Christina?"

Lanci inquired further.

"..."

Enon appeared reluctant to admit it but eventually nodded while clutching her skirt.

"According to your guess, or perhaps just an impression, who do you think is stronger, your enemy or me? After all, it seems like you really hated me before at the Sacred Silvervine Arena. Maybe I’m also on the ranking list."

He asked Enon.

"No, I don’t know."

Enon shook her head,

"But you are definitely not my enemy."

Enon stated firmly.

"Enon, in fact, if you hadn’t lost to me that day, you might not have been chased by the Diamond Gang of the Demon World of Poson afterward."

Lanci smiled nonchalantly.

He and Christina had already told Enon the story of how they first met her and why Viscount Hammond hated Christina and Enon so much, all starting from that proxy competition in the Sacred Silvervine Arena.

"No, Christina and you are the two kindest people to me."

Enon shook her head resolutely, as if this was something she was very sure about,

"If you had wanted to harm or deceive me, you wouldn’t have let me know the truth so openly. I don’t know about before I lost my memory, but I understand now."

She lifted her gaze, looking directly at Christina and Lanci.

"Eh, Enon, is it like a favorite’s ranking?"

Christina asked excitedly, embracing Enon.

She had been unable to grasp Enon’s emotional changes over the past few days and was worried her own excessive enthusiasm might be putting Enon in a difficult position. Now, it seemed that Enon just wasn’t good at expressing herself.

"I’m going to work."

This time, Enon didn’t acknowledge the suggestion, breaking free from Christina’s hold and leaving after an embarrassed curtsy.

"Enon, then what if one day you regain your memory, would you angrily seek to take revenge on me? Honestly, when we parted that day, you, with your hood and red hair, didn’t seem like someone who would just let things go."