Night enveloped the streets of the Protoss Royal Magic Academy's northern district in tranquility.

In Gloria's residence, the heavy curtains by the French windows in the living room remained tightly drawn, separating the night scenery of the garden from the cozy interior.

"Let's see his show."

Sigrid leaned back on the sofa, relaxed and expectant, as she turned on the projection screen on the living room wall of Gloria's house.

"Your Excellency, High Priestess, has he done anything to you along the way?"

Gloria asked with a worried and slightly timid tone.

"What are you thinking about?"

Sigrid gave Gloria a cold look, causing her to shrink back and refrain from asking such questions again.

Gloria always felt that the relationship between the High Priestess and the Holy Son was a little different from before they left for the north, or rather, that the High Priestess had changed somehow, though she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

The last time the High Priestess sat here watching the Holy Son's monthly assessment, she had a detached, almost theatrical air about her.

Now, as she sat in front of the screen waiting for the Holy Son's show, it seemed like she purely wanted to watch.

Gloria also glanced at the screen, which was currently showing previews for the episode, as well as introductions to Lanqi McCarthy and pre-interview clips compiled by Herloom Broadcasting Corporation for the celebrity interview.

In the footage, Lanqi McCarthy talked about how he built an education model with a 100% approval rating at the Protoss Royal Magic Academy and his success in the education industry.

Next, in a brief interview, he expressed his views as Governor on the current state of the Protoss Empire, particularly regarding trade policies and foreign relations.

"Wait, when did he become the governor of a province?"

Gloria asked in astonishment from the living room.

"...It's a long story."

No matter what Lanqi talked about on the interview today, Sigrid wouldn't be surprised. He was now a political figure in the empire, not just a headmaster.

Lanqi McCarthy's appointment had previously gone through a unanimous election and local temporary recognition by the Snowfield Province, and all official letters and procedures had been submitted to the imperial capital by the Snowfield Province. The formal letter of appointment had just been approved by the Protoss Imperial Family and the Council a few days ago, and was expected to arrive in the next few days.

As a result, Herloom Broadcasting Corporation updated his profile information as soon as they received the news.

Gloria stared blankly at the screen, feeling like it was all over.

This man seemed to be completely in the High Priestess's sweet spot. His Holiness Bati's long-standing desire to control the Protoss Empire, he seemed to have a real chance of helping the High Priestess achieve it.

The more Gloria thought about it, the more worried she became. The heavens want to rain, and a girl wants to marry—nothing can stop it. But in the moment before the show started, Gloria had something even more pressing to worry about.

She sat next to Sigrid and asked in a slightly lowered voice:

"But what exactly is he thinking with this jailbreak thing?"

Gloria was already full of worries about the current situation, and didn't understand why the High Priestess could trust the Holy Son's words so much.

She had been so frightened by the Holy Son's outrageous conversation with the High Priestess when he left in the afternoon that she didn't dare to say a word.

Even if the headmaster could use the cooperation project between the Protoss Royal Magic Academy and Herloom Prison to send a student to infiltrate the prison, there were hardly any students in the school who had the strength to reach the deepest levels of the prison.

It was a bottomless underground prison. In the hundred years since the founding of the Protoss Empire, there had only been a few jailbreaks. Each level was covered with ancient magic barriers and guarded by powerful wardens, and the three great demon clans should be held in the bottom three levels.

As a third-year student at the Protoss Royal Magic Academy, Gloria knew far more about the school's optional courses than Sigrid.

Students who chose the 《Herloom Prison Guard Assessment》 high-difficulty graduation project would face enormous life threats every minute and every second in Herloom Prison. To obtain permission to go all the way down, one had to constantly overcome life-and-death situations, facing increasingly dangerous prisoners and wardens.

Moreover, the most difficult part was not just reaching the destination, but communicating with the demons.

Almost no human in this world had experience in dealing with orthodox demons smoothly. If the headmaster thought that real demons were as gentle and harmless as his student Zestira, he would be dead wrong.

The brains and thought patterns of every demon were completely different from those of humans. If you wanted to interact with demons using human ideas, you would only die miserably!

Even the Protoss Empire couldn't negotiate a partnership with those three aloof great demon clans. Even if, in a million years, Lanqi really had a way to impress any one of those three great demon clans, getting them out of prison would be even harder than climbing to the sky.

"I don't know either, but if he says he can do it, he definitely can."

Sigrid just stared unblinkingly at the screen, answering Gloria.

"Lady Sigrid, he's not thinking of having you sneak in there, is he?"

Gloria became even more worried when she saw Sigrid's unconcerned appearance.

In Sigrid's current state, she was definitely not suitable to go to such a dangerous place, and there was even a great risk of her perishing.

Or rather, even if a Sigrid in her prime went to the deepest levels of that prison, a single mistake could result in her being locked up there permanently.

"Logically speaking, the best person for the job would be me, because he has to stay at the school to hold up the warden."

Sigrid thought for a moment and said.

She remembered Lanqi had said before in Snowfield Province that he had invited the warden of Herloom Prison to the Protoss Royal Magic Academy to discuss campus plans and cooperation projects with the Snowfield Province prison, so he could keep track of the warden's movements.

This made Gloria stunned.

"No, absolutely not. You can't take this risk. The demons won't listen to you either."

Gloria knew that if the Protoss Royal Magic Academy could get three eighth-order great demon clans to join, no matter which level of the eighth order they were at, the Protoss Royal Magic Academy would have a force no less powerful than any branch of the Revival Church. Even if the Bati branch was now exhausted, the Holy Son would have enough trump cards to confront Ascasan.

But the problem was, she couldn't see the possibility of success in this plan.

"We'll see what he arranges. For now, it's enough for me to listen to him."

Sigrid spread her hands, as if she had given up thinking and gotten used to the ease of sharing a mental network with Lanqi.

"Oh? The show's starting."

Sigrid caught a glimpse of the show's opening and immediately forgot about the serious topic she had been discussing with Gloria, focusing all her attention on the screen.

Gloria, who was beside her, watched Sigrid's smiling face and finally sighed helplessly.

If this man really had the ability to do what he said he would do and defeat Ascasan, then she would support the High Priestess and the Holy Son being together. She would even find a way to lead the great priests of the Bati branch to fully bring these two together.

The Holy Son's interpersonal relationships were simple. His mind was entirely focused on his career and he was quite indifferent to women. Only the High Priestess could get along with him. When the time came, it would be quite simple for everyone to bring them together. Even if things went wrong, it wouldn't turn into a Shura field farce, causing both the High Priestess and the Holy Son to lose face.

(End of Chapter)