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Chapter 993 - 742: Lanci is Targeted by His Mother-in-Law



Chapter 993 - 742: Lanci is Targeted by His Mother-in-Law

Ursula and Elsa nervously watched as the Mafia leader and Professor Landry nearly came to blows in the shadowy alley.

Thankfully, it seemed there was no intent to start a fight.

"Meow... Imperial authority is unparalleled, faith in the Empire, meow."

Cat Boss recited Lanci’s lines to embolden itself; it actually wanted to scramble back into Lanci’s shadow, but it couldn’t show any weakness since it had to protect the two young ladies.

After all, it was ranked higher than the Mafia leader, Barton Hall!

But from Barton’s words, he didn’t seem to have an aggressive intention.

The man named Barton was quite reasonable; he didn’t misunderstand their intentions because of the Mafia corpses strewn about and attack without a word.

Considering that Tata’s time to act was limited, it would not be advisable to fight with someone like Barton, a former seventh-order combat spike of the Imperial Army. At least it would be very dangerous for Ursula and Elsa.

It seemed Lanci’s ultimate trump card would have to be the King of Cats.

"Mr. Barton, I captured this member of the Blood Clan myself, and I regret to say I cannot hand him over to you."

Lanci replied politely.

He had already been especially discreet in his previous fight with Viscount Carmel, doing his best to suppress any noise.

The only time there might have been a noticeable Magic Fluctuation was when Talia, in order to prevent Viscount Carmel from escaping using his power, had broken his mechanism and forcefully dragged him back.

Surprisingly, the Mafia leader Barton Hall still noticed them.

"What can you offer to hand him over to me?"

Hyperion, as a devout follower of the Goddess of Destiny, unwaveringly believed that merit and luck were correlated. As a child, whenever she did something bad, her luck would turn particularly bad, and whenever she did good deeds, her luck would improve.

Yet, Talia suspected that perhaps Duke Migaya was artificially controlling Hyperion’s "luck" during her childhood.

If Hyperion thought this gift was a deduction of her merits, she might cry, not out of superstition, but because she truly believed it, just like a child.

"No problem, Dual-blood, I still need to catch another one to replicate the automatic Merit Machine from the Sanctuary Evil Banquet in the Shadow World."

Lanci assured Talia with a solemn guarantee.

"If she cries, I’m holding you responsible and I’ll kick your ass."

Talia seemed to consent to the plan.

"Just relax, Tata. Hyperion will laugh it off. Back in the Lichtenstein Castle of the Shadow World, she started the automatic Merit Machine with great ceremony under the Clergy’s watchful eyes, and she couldn’t help but laugh then."

What Lanci regretted most was not being able to bring the automatic Merit Machine from the Shadow World. Now, with the opportunity to recreate the glory of the Merit Machine before him in this world, he had to consider whether this was his only chance in this lifetime, as Blood Clan members were exceedingly rare in this era.

After an internal dialogue with Talia for quite a while, Barton finally stirred.

"I have nothing to say, but I promise, if you hand him over to the Empire, he will soon vanish without a trace, and you will never have peace again."

He shook his head and declared firmly to Lanci.

Hearing the words of the Mafia leader Barton, both Ursula and Elsa exchanged confused glances.

Though Barton spoke cryptically, they could surprisingly decipher his meaning—

Handing Viscount Carmel over to the Cerryti Empire’s military would be no different than setting him free; it was likely that significant forces would work overnight to smoothly erase the accident involving Viscount Carmel and then proceed to silence the Landry siblings.


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