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Chapter 948 - 725 Lanci’s Gale King Card_2

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Then there was the route of starting a war, becoming a savior, and a hero who protects the nation.

The difficulty of these three methods increased in order, with the hero route undoubtedly being the hardest since it required the aspiration and recognition from countless creatures in a sufficiently dark and chaotic world, in order to gather the scattered power of faith to a level that could challenge the Divine Realm.

"You gotta have dreams, Cat Boss, don’t you think a ninth-order cat is super cool?"

Lanci placed his hand on the tiny head of Cat Boss and asked.

If he could get the cat to use the devastating ninth-order magic, it would make the enemies suspect that Loren had not only survived but possibly reached the ninth order and returned with a vengeance.

That would really capture the essence of a righteous and thrilling narrative.

"Meow..."

Cat Boss tilted its head, feeling its usually calm heart stirred with desire.

Lanci always talked to it about things that seemed impossible, leaving it feeling intrigued.

Outside the window, red maple leaves embellished the verdant courtyard, branches and leaves swaying gently in the breeze, rustling softly.

By the winding stone steps of the Great Monastery, towering ancient trees stood like a formation of guards, rich with branches and leaves, deep-rooted and firm.

As Cat Boss looked at this scenery, waiting for Lanci to finish his oat bread, their breakfast time was almost at an end.

"Cat Boss, I also need to work hard to reach the seventh order, to become a true contender in the Extraordinary and Holy Realm, then I’ll no longer be a ’squishy’."

Lanci flipped through today’s "Cerryti Central Daily," familiarizing himself with the current war situation, murmuring to himself.

At seventh order, both his physical strength and spirit would undergo a qualitative change, and given his resistance to magic, it would be hard for him even to die.

Ever since coming to the Cerryti Empire, he was filled with ambition and motivation every day, feeling as if he had been reborn; he intended to struggle for both his own and Dean Loren’s share.

"Meow meow meow, how’s it going?"

Cat Boss climbed onto Lanci’s shoulder and leaned in close to his face to read the newspaper together.

"It doesn’t look good."

The more Lanci read, the more his brow furrowed, occasionally grabbing his coffee to take a quick sip, preparing to finish reading quickly so he could head to Saint Kray Temple to teach.

He and Nigel had originally agreed that if Lanci wanted to get in touch with Poseen Kingdom’s spies in the Cerryti Empire, all contact should be made through poems, ads, and missing item notices published in "Cerryti Central Daily."

But now he had lost the identity of the old publisher, Lovia, and the identity of Professor Landry was rather sensitive; unless it was an urgent request for help, it was inadvisable to actively seek out agents from the Poseen Kingdom in the short term.

For Lanci at present, the priority was to ascertain which factions in the Empire had already fallen to the Blood Clan and which parts were still untouched by the Blood Clan.

To defeat the Blood Clan, it would be best to leverage the power of the Cerryti Empire itself.

Therefore, due to the circumstances, he had to climb a bit higher in the Empire for now.

"Then I’m relieved, it’s good as long as it’s in your plan."

Cat Boss felt that with Lanci as its teammate, its heart hadn’t stopped beating, but Lanci’s strength was indeed solid.

In the vast majority of versions, Lanci was the no-brainer choice.

Lanci set down the newspaper in front of the dinner table, put on a grey coat, and prepared to leave.

"Cat Boss, get in the car."

Lanci said to Cat Boss.

Cat Boss noticed that ever since Lanci met his life mentor, even his dressing habits had subtly been influenced.

It followed Lanci for a few steps.

"Lanci, you haven’t forgotten your mission, have you?"

Cat Boss, noticing the increasingly frequent air of deep professional dedication and sense of responsibility in Lanci’s expression after arriving at the Empire, began to wonder if this young man was already starting to think from the standpoint of the Empire.

This young man once got into his work with an obsession that seemed to say nothing could be achieved without madness.

Initially, the agreement was just to infiltrate the Rebirth Church to try it out, but then he wholeheartedly helped the Bishop of Hegemony win it all.

One could say he was just a step away from being president.

"Of course, I can’t forget. Right now, I’m implementing my mission. A true ace spy must deceive everyone, enemy and friend alike, and only at the moment of victory will I let everyone know my identity," Lanci answered firmly as he looked back.

"Indeed... that’s how an ace should be played..."

Cat Boss thought about it and felt it made sense.

The better Lanci played the role of an Imperial hound, the safer he actually was.

"Lanci, you must become the most evil of the Imperial Hounds, you’re different from the others, you shouldn’t waste time on the conventional path, you should deceive the world to the very end, meow!"

The more Cat Boss thought about it, the more it felt it was up to the task.

It was now a qualified Lanci trainer; with Hugh absent, just a little push on the throttle for a thrill!