Chapter 17 Sunday Morning

Sunday morning.

Lanchi and Talia had no work scheduled for today, so they went out after breakfast.

This time, Talia seemed to have accommodated Lanchi, letting him sleep until he woke up naturally without disturbing him.

Parieux at nine o'clock was like a maiden kissed by dew and sunlight, fresh and full of vitality. On both sides of the street, the leaves of the plane trees still held glistening dewdrops, sparkling with light.

"Whoa, still so tired."

Lanchi rubbed his eyes, yawned, and made an unintelligible sound.

Starting from the Platinum Mori Palace Mental Hotel where they were staying, they passed through a few winding and narrow alleys, and walked along the cultural district towards the Serina River, where they could see the bridges from hundreds of years ago.

As far as the eye could see, the river water shimmered in the morning light, and occasionally boats passed by, leaving ripples in their wake.

"So, you should hire me less often. In the end, you're the one who suffers from my efforts."

Talia spread out her palms.

"But to be honest, this body is particularly useful to me now. It never seems to get tired."

As long as there was a constant stream of magic power from the host, she was like a special creature somewhere between a physical and magical being, waking up in the best condition, refreshed and invigorated.

"Let me go home for a nap at noon, and then I'll take you out to explore the shops in the afternoon."

Lanchi suggested, looking at the endlessly energetic Talia.

Ever since the Poet of Great Love became Talia, every day felt like weight training for him.

And after coming to the flower capital Parieux, they hadn't actually gone to many restaurants to enjoy Porson cuisine.

Butler Locky McCarthy worked on Mondays, Wednesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays. Today, Sunday, was his day off. He had promised to take Talia to visit several shops, eating all the way from south to north.

"Okay, the afternoon tea buffet at this hotel is pretty good too. While you're sleeping upstairs, I'll be waiting for you in the restaurant on the third floor."

Talia agreed.

"Well, tomorrow is Monday, and I have to go back to work at Count Baptiste's house. Let's have fun today."

Lanchi nodded with a smile.

Talia was surprisingly considerate of him now, knowing that he worked hard.

Occasionally, they could chat like this and be relatively happy.

Originally, on the morning of that day at the Petras Auction House, he and Talia had decided to have a good time in the flower capital Parieux in the afternoon, and to go to the Parieux Notre Dame Cathedral and the Temple of the Goddess of Destiny to seek a talisman, but both were put on hold due to sudden work.

Today, they were going to continue with their plans.

Although it wasn't true that with great power came great responsibility, sometimes it really wasn't him looking for work, but work looking for him.

"What can I say... How can you find work wherever you go?"

Talia couldn't help but ask Lanchi when she heard him mention work again.

Recalling that auction, she felt that she had rarely been on the same wavelength as Lanchi.

At that time, the Cat Boss stood backstage with a dumbfounded look, as it was acting as Lanchi's original employer, putting his work contract up for consignment.

Before Lanchi signed the work contract with the Cat Boss, he had changed his identity to Locky McCarthy from the Northern Continent. As a true-blue Protos Empire citizen, he successfully obtained a Northern Continent visitor's visa from the Kingdom Allied Council upon arriving in the Southern Continent.

Count Kyle Baptiste's son was naturally a little interested in this novel race.

Then Talia understood something.

She directly started bidding to auction off the brown-haired, green-eyed Locky McCarthy.

When Kyle saw that Talia was interested in this rare Lanchi race, he immediately started bidding against her.

If Talia and Lanchi's money, plus the Wilford Chamber of Commerce's credit line, hadn't only been a little over 40,000 pounds, she could have bid even higher.

In the end, the Earl's son successfully took home a butler for 50,000 pounds.

"No, sis, I thought if you bid, Kyle would definitely raise the price with you and buy me off. I didn't expect you to use all 30,000 pounds of the allowance Dad gave us to bid."

Lanchi read Talia's mind and wondered where Talia got the confidence to bid all the way up to 40,000 pounds.

Sometimes, when they were far apart, they really couldn't hear each other's inner voice.

If Kyle didn't bid, Lanchi and Talia would lose several thousand pounds in handling fees.

Fortunately, Kyle was an honest and loyal person, and he really bid all the way up to 50,000 pounds, determined to support Lanchi.

"Then just tell me if the final result was good or not."

Talia decided to withdraw her previous thought.

She and Lanchi really had no tacit understanding and were just messing around.

Speaking of which.

After watching Lanchi for the past few days, Talia didn't think Lanchi had done anything strange to the Baptiste family. On the contrary, he could be described as conscientious and responsible.

As a result, the family gradually seemed to become dependent on him, treating him as a source of comfort. After two or three days, their mental state began to deteriorate.

When asked, Lanchi only said it was called love.

"Anyway, I'm the one working. Since I'm taking so much money from other people, I definitely can't just leave casually. At least during this time in the Porson Kingdom, I have to fulfill my responsibility to take care of the Baptiste family."

Lanchi sighed resentfully.

He really didn't expect to receive 50,000 pounds from others at the beginning.

It was one thing that the older brother of this family was an honest man, but the younger sister was even more honest, and she was desperately trying to raise money to send him another 50,000.

"I also contributed. Don't forget who was fighting in the arena yesterday."

Talia emphasized.

Lanchi had agreed with her that the final money would be split fifty-fifty.

However, the two of them couldn't even separate right now, so the money hadn't been split yet and was all in one card for convenient use in the flower capital.

"Good heavens, you're bullying a Tier 6 there. Are you really embarrassed to bring up that record?"

Lanchi was surprised.

"Heh, if I had taken your [Hymn of Compassion] back then and used it myself, maybe I could have defeated the Cardinal."

Talia folded her arms and sneered.

It was still because the Wilford family was too good to her that she couldn't bring herself to do it, just like the Baptiste family was to Lanchi now. Even though Lanchi was just an employee, he wanted to treat the Baptiste family a little better. She probably felt the same way back then.

Although the Hymn of Compassion wouldn't directly increase her combat power, it could give her many ancient demon inheritances and wisdom, and she might be able to create a few heaven-defying magic cards that didn't conform to the current version.

"Huff."

Lanchi gently covered his mouth.

"What are you laughing at?"

Talia looked at him.

"Nothing."

Lanchi's expression instantly returned to normal when he lowered his hand.

He just felt that Talia hadn't seen Lao Sang.

In Lao Sang's prime, even if Lanchi saw Talia in her Madly Loving Demon King state, he would have to turn around and run.

After all, the Madly Loving Demon King's frontal combat power was no different from Tata's, except that she had a Great Demonic Sound, which only worked in specific situations.

"Who exactly is Lao Sang?"

This was the second time Talia had heard this name.

"A very strong enemy, I may never forget him in my life."

Lanchi sighed with emotion.

"Why are you so sure I can't beat him?"

Talia was a little unhappy.

According to Lanchi, even he could survive in Lao Sang's hands.

In this day and age, even if she wasn't the strongest, she was at least at a level where she could exchange a few moves with the strongest.

"If you can beat the Cardinal one day, I'll eat the Hyperion family's piano..."

Lanchi confidently raised his hand and pointed at the air in front of him.

"No, no, Lanchi Meow!"

The Cat Boss hurriedly interrupted Lanchi, raised its paw, and covered Lanchi's mouth.

If Lanchi wanted to eat a sofa or a coffee table one day, it could at least help Lanchi cook it, but it really couldn't help Lanchi with the piano.

"Keep talking, what will you do if I can beat the Cardinal?"

Talia became interested, her eyelashes lifted slightly as she stared at Lanchi with her golden eyes.

"Then I'll arrange a live-action version of 'I Love You So Much I Want to Eat You' at the Ikerite Opera House to celebrate for you. I'll play the male lead myself and recite those lines again."

Lanchi looked at her with a smile, with a carefree attitude.

His eyes seemed to be asking Talia, aren't you want to read scripts with me? I'll satisfy you.

If you want to play, let's play the biggest one. Let's see if you dare to play the female lead.

Anyway, he didn't believe Talia could beat the Cardinal.

"..."

Talia was speechless. She looked away with some anger and shame.

"Lanchi, are you sober!"

The Cat Boss asked.

It felt like Lanchi was drunk sometimes!

"As long as you dare to arrange it, what's so embarrassing about me going up and reciting a few lines with you? Let's see who runs away first."

Talia didn't take his provocation, but she would accompany him to the end.

"Heh, beat the Cardinal first, Little Ta."

Lanchi said with a hint of mockery.

"..."

The Cat Boss could only pray that this small probability event wouldn't happen as Lanchi had hoped.

These two weren't afraid of anything when they were just talking.

If it really came to that.

With thousands of audience members sitting under the stage, they might all be shedding little pearls.

The two people and one cat bickered and chatted as they unknowingly walked into the area belonging to Parieux District 1.

Before they went to the Temple of the Goddess of Destiny today, they had to visit the area around the Parieux Notre Dame Cathedral first.

On the one hand, it was to check in at the tourist attractions.

On the other hand, Executioner Nigel's workplace was behind a gallery near the Parieux Notre Dame Cathedral.

"Valentine Gallery."

Lanchi held the Cat Boss and looked at the tall sign of the building in front of him.

"Another location checked in."

Talia said emotionlessly, as if she were doing a task.

She passed through the porch woven by light and shadow and color, and entered the gallery with Lanchi.

Even in the morning, there were already many tourists in the gallery.

Lanchi and Talia's footsteps echoed softly in the long corridor, and the air was filled with the unique smell of oil paint and old wooden frames.

Talia was occasionally attracted by the works of art hanging on the walls.

Although they weren't as good as Lanchi's paintings, there were always some bright spots.

However, there were too few of Lanchi's paintings, and she couldn't judge the painter Lanchi from the perspective of an audience member, unless Lanchi was willing to paint a few more for her.

"What, do you want my paintings?"

Lanchi heard her inner voice and turned his head to ask.

"I don't want them. Paint if you want, but don't secretly paint me anymore."

Talia replied.

The way she spoke was like a light watercolor, plain and subtle.

The two became quiet again. They didn't plan to talk much in the gallery. With each step, they seemed to be traveling between different worlds and times.

After a series of exhibition halls, Lanchi and Talia arrived at a hidden black door.

"This is it."

As the two pushed open the door, the end of the road suddenly unfolded, turning into a passage leading to an unknown building.

They walked step by step towards the depths of the passage, and the light gradually became brighter, until they finally stepped outdoors, where a solemn government-style building appeared in front of them.

It was an office department, somewhat similar in style to the old liberal arts building.

"The second and third floors here are all branches of the Executioners."

Lanchi introduced to Talia next to him.

The two walked up the spiral staircase. As the height increased, the surrounding scenery began to become more expansive.

On each floor, they could see different departments and offices, with busy Parieux residents coming and going, discussing or contemplating.

When they finally reached the third floor of the spiral staircase, next to them was a row of large windows facing the city, with an unobstructed view of the Parieux landscape below, with heavy traffic and tall buildings. It was a living city, and this was its heart.

Without admiring the scenery too much, the two walked lightly to the end of the floor, to the door of an office, and knocked.

"Come in."

A clear male voice came from behind the door.

Lanchi pushed open the door, revealing a bright office.

The dark brown walls were covered with some clippings and old maps, the desk was neatly piled with many documents and memos, and next to the desk was a medical magic analysis mirror, a few alchemical reagent jars, and an open official document folder.

The low bookcase next to the desk contained newspapers, manuscripts, fingerprint powder, and magic tools of unknown purpose.

Two leather sofas sat quietly next to the wall, and the layout of the bookcase was strict and orderly. The most eye-catching thing was a black-suited young man sitting behind the desk facing the door.

Sergeant Nigel wasn't wearing his military cap today, and his military coat was also hanging in the closet, but his eyes were still as sharp as ever, and the Tiffany Duke family's crest on his shoulder was still neatly worn.

"Mr. Nigel, we're here."

Lanchi greeted him.

A few days ago, they had met and become acquainted on the Floating Castle airship. At the end of the chaos, it was this Executioner who let them go and left his contact information.

"Please sit down first."

Nigel put down the newspaper in his hand.

Lanchi had contacted him before coming today.

So Nigel wasn't surprised by their visit.

"Some things are inconvenient to contact with communication magic. It may be eavesdropped on in town, so it's better to chat in person."

Nigel got up, gestured for the two to sit on the sofa.

He opened the office's soundproof barrier next to the cabinet, quickly poured three cups of coffee, and sat down opposite the two.

"How is Miss Lisancee, please?"

Lanchi also put the cat on the sofa and asked with concern.

This was the question he cared about the most.

He hadn't seen Miss Lisancee since they parted on the airship.

Because he trusted Sergeant Nigel, Lanchi didn't ask too much when Sergeant Nigel didn't mention Lisancee in the communications these past two days.

"She may be executed... because she was detected to have the curse of Grand Wizard Palroni's resentment on her, and it's difficult to guarantee when she will relapse."

Nigel frowned as he held the cup ring.

He had always hated executing his own kind.

"How is that possible? Of course she won't relapse."

Talia immediately slapped the coffee table, very dissatisfied.

That was her Demon King's Command. As long as she didn't lift it, Lisancee would be 100% under her control.

She would never allow others to harm the demon she had saved.

"Things aren't so bad for the time being. For now, it's just 'possible'. If she faces danger, I will notify you as soon as possible."

Sergeant Nigel put down his coffee cup, shook his head, and motioned for the two to listen to him slowly.

"I've investigated your background a little. Please forgive me, Mr. Lanchi, you are indeed the chief disciple of High Priest Loren, and also a talented card maker. And Miss Tata, you are Mr. Lanchi's childhood neighbor who grew up with him in South Wantina Territory, and now you also live in the royal capital Ikerite, working near your school."

Nigel looked at the two and confirmed their information with them.

Although he didn't know how much of the information he could find was true or false, the two in front of him didn't seem to be much different in age.

But he believed that the woman called Tata had a mysterious strength that didn't match her young appearance.

"..."

Lanchi and Talia looked at each other.

It sounded almost right.

It was just that they didn't seem like childhood sweethearts at all.

Since Tata's household registration information was all in the South Wantina border territory, and Hans, the Wilford family's butler, had helped her with the relationship, her background might really be near the Wilford family.

He didn't know how Hans had arranged it specifically, but when Nigel checked, he actually found out that they were neighbor siblings who had grown up together since childhood.

In addition, Lanchi's registration information that can be found in the South Continent Card Makers Association should be Gold-ranked.

When Lawrence, the Vice President of the Ikerite Branch of the South Continent Card Makers Association, gave him a temporary Gold-ranked license after he passed the registration exam.

It wasn't until the review was fully passed some time ago that he officially obtained Platinum-ranked authorization from "quasi-Platinum-ranked".

For Lanchi's safety, only Countess Rosalinda, who was responsible for arranging his work, and the Great Power Holders of the Senate knew his Platinum-ranked status, until he was safely sent back to the Hutton Kingdom, and then the South Continent Card Makers Association would officially announce it.

Nigel didn't specifically say what level Lanchi was.

"The reason why I analyzed your backgrounds is because, in my information, your attack that night wasn't necessarily a coincidence."

Nigel said to the two.

"Why?"

Lanchi asked.

In his current impression, Nigel was not only a Kingdom officer with a very high level of work, but also an investigator with a very quick mind.

"According to my investigation, as a student of the Ikerite Sage Academy, you have a very good relationship with your classmate, Duchess Hyperion, a half-demon from the Hutton Kingdom, and you are also someone who treats demons fairly and justly."

Nigel watched Lanchi and spoke.

Talia was silent on the side. Although she knew that, as Borao had said, Lanchi's way of looking at others was relatively special, and he would only care about the individual rather than the group behind them, she did think that Lanchi's not labeling people was quite good. At least because of this, she gradually went from being a stranger to recognizing Lanchi, and then to being willing to be friends with him.

"If someone knew in advance that you might protect the demons and cast a curse on Miss Lisancee who was about to board the ship, wouldn't there be a high probability that we would fight?"

Nigel asked such a question.

Lanchi and Talia nodded thoughtfully when they heard this.

Originally, that night, Lanchi was likely to fight Executioner Nigel because he was protecting Lisancee.

Logically speaking, Lanchi, even as a disciple of the High Priest, was not known for his frontal combat power.

If the powerful Tier 7 Executioner Nigel accidentally killed Lanchi with one knife, the Hutton Kingdom and the Porson Kingdom would have a fuse for conflict.

At that time, leaving aside the Crete Empire to the south, which could plunge the Southern Continent into a full-scale war at any time, the Porson Kingdom had the [Grand Wizard Palroni's Resentment] curse within it that could lead to division, and if it also faced the distrust and pressure from allied countries.

It was hard to imagine what direction the most extreme situation would develop in.

"Things have returned to Miss Lisancee. I am currently trying my best to help Miss Lisancee gain her freedom. There are also internal divisions in the Senate, because Miss Lisancee is now very similar to the first case of an asymptomatic cursed person."

Nigel took a copy of an investigation report from a file bag he had taken casually and showed the public part of it to the two people on the opposite sofa.

In addition to the Dukes and Marquises at the top of the Porson Kingdom's power, the four demon lords of the Porson Demon World also participated in the Senate meeting.

In the past.

When the [Grand Wizard Palroni's Resentment] cursed person was under great mental stress, they would enter an irreversible state of berserk distortion.

However, Lisancee, who was in prison, was extremely frightened after learning that she would be executed, but she showed no signs of going berserk at all.

Currently, one part of the Senate's opinion is to follow the rules and not make special exceptions to protect cursed demons. The other part believes that Lisancee is a unique, benign cursed demon and should be protected and use her to investigate key intelligence clues.

"So, Mr. Nigel, you concealed the fact that we can heal the berserk distortion curse from the Senate?"

Lanchi picked up the file, read it, and came to this conclusion after putting it down.

Currently, the Senate's conclusion is that Lisancee completed the suppression of the curse through her own willpower.

They didn't realize that Lanchi and Talia had interfered.

Obviously, Nigel was careful when reporting, omitting their active parts from the situation on the airship and in the street that day.

"Don't talk nonsense. I just reported what I saw."

Nigel picked up the porcelain cup, took a sip of coffee, and looked out the window, talking to himself.

"Thank you, Mr. Nigel."

Lanchi said with a bit of a smile.

That was Nigel's disclaimer.

If Nigel reported that the dispelling of the curse was related to the two of them, I'm afraid not only the Senate would conduct a high-intensity investigation on them, but the mastermind behind the curse would also target them as soon as possible.

He and Talia were still able to play in the flower capital Parieux, thanks to Executioner Nigel.

"What we just talked about is not the point. The important thing is that I have to tell you to be careful at all times in the Porson Kingdom."

Nigel finished his coffee and his expression became a little more serious as he said to Lanchi and Talia.

"Why do you say that?"

Lanchi inquired.

Although if there was really any danger, he could become the noble North Continent man, Locky McCarthy, and Tata would disappear out of thin air.

But for the Platinum-ranked Card Maker exam next week, he still had to use the identity of Lanchi Wilford to see Countess Rosalinda at the Parieux Branch of the South Continent Card Makers Association.

"Do you know what the consequences are of saving Miss Lisancee and suppressing the irreversible curse for her?"

Nigel first asked a question.

"Lisancee, who would have died, can cooperate with your investigation and reveal some information?"

Talia guessed hesitantly.

In her contact with Lisancee, she could probably feel the malice contained in the curse, which was almost impossible to remove without compensation by methods other than the caster.

If she hadn't met her, the Demon King, Lisancee would have been like other cursed people -

Either she would be beheaded by the Executioner, or she would go berserk and lose control until she self-destructed.

There would be no possibility of regaining rationality at the moment the curse broke out.

"That's right. After regaining her rationality, Miss Lisancee cooperated with our investigation and revealed a lot of information that can be called key."

Nigel nodded and took a recording crystal from his pocket and put it into the projection equipment on the other side of the cabinet in the office,

"According to the information we have analyzed so far, the key to why she became a cursed person stems from the fact that Miss Lisancee met a mysterious man at the platform when she first came to the Parieux area. According to her description, that man exuded a chilling aura."

At this time, the screen he had pulled down was already showing the station surveillance footage that their Execution Force had obtained from the police.

"He asked Miss Lisancee if she hated humans, but after hearing the answer, he smiled and brushed past her."

Nigel continued to speak while adjusting the footage on the recording crystal.

"What did Miss Lisancee answer?"

Lanchi also looked at the starting footage.

At this time, there was still only Lisancee on the screen, standing alone at the edge of the station.

The night was a little deep, and the corners of the platform in the lens were a little blurry.

"She was full of fear at the time, and felt that if she denied it, even her soul would be dragged into the abyss, so she answered yes."

Nigel calmly told Lanchi in advance the contents of the notes he had obtained when Lisancee was being examined.

In fact, Nigel could understand Lisancee, who had grown up as a demon in the Porson Kingdom.

She was cautious and had to remember not to hurt humans at all times. Even if she didn't have any malice, she might be labeled.

It was difficult to describe her feelings for humans with a single liking or hatred, but from childhood to adulthood, it was impossible that she hadn't experienced things that made her sad.

So in an instant, she answered that she hated them.

"According to her confession, she was very envious of humans and even felt that it would be great if she herself was human."

Nigel added.

Some gentle demons, compared to staying in the Porson Demon World, actually preferred the culture and life of Porson humans, but staying in the territory of humans could never be regarded as a true human being.

At this time.

There was finally a change in the picture on the screen.

Under the dim light, the station platform was sparsely populated, and Lisancee, dressed in a Western dress, stood in the corner, clutching a soon-to-be-expired ticket in her hand. Her figure was a little confused and anxious.

Suddenly, her gaze turned to the side of the platform.

Someone was slowly walking towards her.

This man, his face was unusually ordinary, but he was particularly abrupt on the platform.

He walked towards the girl, and every step seemed to cross an invisible boundary.

It was difficult to hear the specific sound in the recording, only buzzing noise.

"What are you waiting for?"

There was such a voice.

The man asked, and there was no fluctuation in his words. His voice was both gentle and cold, like the midnight wind brushing across a lonely soul.

In this instant, Lisancee only felt the fear in her heart was ruthlessly revealed, and her figure shrunk and trembled.

She tried to answer, but could only make a weak sound.

The man didn't care about her answer, and didn't even seem to see her at all, but just slowly walked past her.

Then, the train roared past, blocking their figures.

Lisancee got on the train, and the man's figure disappeared.

The clip also ended, and Nigel turned off the projection equipment.

[When you try to stare at his face, the details begin to blur, and you will find that you can't remember his features, leaving only deep fear and unease. He is like the Watcher in a dream, existing on the edge of consciousness, both distant and close at hand.]

Nigel picked up a piece of paper from a file box and began to read.

[In the moment he passed by, my mind was disorganized, and an indescribable fear enveloped my whole body. My intuition told me that this man did not belong to this world, and his appearance was an absolute ominous sign.]

These were all Lisancee's confessions, about the man she met that night.

[That strange encounter was like an unfinished nightmare, becoming an indelible mark in my heart. Every time night falls, it seems that the lights of the station will light up again in my dream, and that man's words will echo in my mind, reminding me of the memory of that night.]

At this point, Nigel put down the paper and looked at the two again.

"Regarding this man, after comparing information, we found that he has also appeared in the Porson Demon World recently. According to his movements, there is a high probability that he is in the Porson Demon World. We are about to catch the tail of the curse spreader."

Nigel believed that Lanchi and Tata also understood that their investigation had made a breakthrough due to Lisancee's information.

"In other words, our unintentional intervention actually seriously disrupted the game between the curse spreader and the Senate?"

Lanchi thought slightly and came to such a conclusion.

Originally, the Senate might decide not to hide the information in the near future, even if it meant risking causing panic among the residents, they would investigate the source of the curse with all their might. Relatively speaking, the curse spreader would definitely respond to the Senate's decision and speed up the realization of the goal.

However, neither side expected that a portable third-party demon king would run in the middle and suppress Lisancee's curse, prompting the Senate to obtain information that was ahead of schedule.

Next, the progress of both sides might start to accelerate frantically.

"That's right. We may be conducting searches in the Porson Demon World in the near future, and everything is starting to fast forward. When the other party realizes that something is wrong, there is a high probability that the existence of you two will be discovered."

Although Nigel tried his best to hide the relationship between Lisancee's recovery and Lanchi and Talia.

But the situation that day was seen by witnesses on the street.

The enemy must know more about the root of the curse than the Senate and know that the curse cannot heal itself, and sooner or later they can deduce the root cause of Lisancee's recovery.

"If you two are going to the Porson Demon World to play these days in the Porson Kingdom, you must be careful. The Porson Demon World is the territory outside the flower capital Parieux's protective barrier. Now the relationship between the Porson Kingdom's Senate and the Demon World lords is complex, and there are unknown forces plotting something in the dark. You may also encounter a Cardinal of the Extinct Church, so it's very unsafe anyway."

Nigel added.

The city defense security barrier on the north bank of Parieux only reaches District 6, while District 6 and District 7 Demon World are separated by an ancient space barrier, and ordinary protective barriers cannot cross there.

This has resulted in an intermediate zone between District 6 and District 7 that neither belongs to the jurisdiction of the flower capital Parieux nor the Porson Demon World.

But normally speaking, taking the official channel can avoid entering the intermediate zone.

"If the mastermind discovers that they did it, wouldn't all the hatred be transferred to us Meow?"

The Cat Boss said suddenly realizing.

"Accurately speaking, yes."

Nigel nodded as he looked at the kitten.

If he were to think for the enemy in his place, it was true that Lanchi, the turd-stirrer, might be more hateful than anyone else.

Nigel couldn't guarantee how much hatred Lanchi would absorb at that time.

This was why he reminded the two to pay attention to safety.

"Oh dear, that's really a bit scary. Tata, you have to protect me well. I didn't think about doing anything."

Lanchi said with particular fear.

"When enemies really come looking for the two of us, remember to say something like that too."

Talia replied.

She felt a little bit of a blood pressure increase when she saw Lanchi's habitual act of weakness. She couldn't comment on what the enemy would feel when they saw it.

"Why?"

Lanchi asked in confusion. He felt that Talia was being sarcastic.

"When you see the enemy, will you talk like that?"

Talia asked him.

"Yes, isn't that how I usually talk?"

Lanchi nodded.

"Let me ask you first, who do you think is better at taking hatred?"

Talia's voice was very gentle and patient, as if she wanted to test her students.

"Of course it's you."

Lanchi knew that his Tier 6 self was much squishier than Talia's Tier 8 self. If he accidentally got touched on the Tier 8 battlefield, he might die.

And if he died as the host, Talia would also die immediately after him.

Therefore, for the two of them to cooperate now, Talia should be the taunting unit and protect Lanchi.

Talia nodded with a smile on her lips, as if she was saying: So you understand this principle too.

"So you just do your best to mess with the other side's mentality and pull all the hatred away. You don't care whether I can stop the enemy or not. If others kill you first, I'll die with you. You pig brain!"

Talia shouted at him angrily in her heart, broadcasting in jade sound.

The Cat Boss looked at Lanchi and Talia staring at each other silently and knew that the two of them had begun to communicate mentally again.

Forget it.

Feelings are fading.

Wherever Teacher Lan goes, the water will be muddied and the big melee mode will be turned on.

Maybe Lanchi doesn't need to investigate too much himself, and the Porson Kingdom will quickly investigate the mastermind behind spreading the Grand Wizard Palroni's resentment curse.

In those suspense stories, the official institutions are incompetent and rely entirely on the protagonist to investigate. The plot is simply brain-bleeding.

In fact, this is normal now. If a centennial official institution as big as the Porson Kingdom is not as efficient as Lanchi in investigating criminals and is passively beaten all day long, it would have gone bankrupt long ago.

Lanchi only needs to perform stably, and he can hit whoever comes to hit him.

"Sigh Meow."

The Cat Boss shook his head on the sofa, only hoping that no too strong enemies would come.

Otherwise, once Lanchi starts summoning gods, the nature of things will change.

(End of chapter)