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Chapter 152: Lanchi Said, "Let There Be Light"
Chapter 152: Lanchi Said, "Let There Be Light"
As the hour approached midnight, the night sky had long since drawn its curtain.
Castle Lichtenstein and the surrounding mountains were shrouded in the shadows cast by the thick fog and moonlight.
In the Foundation Layer Hall...
The chill of late autumn tried to penetrate the castle's sturdy stone walls but was repelled by the warmth emanating from the fireplace. A warm and lively atmosphere enveloped everyone in the banquet hall.
At the far end of the banquet table, near the entrance to the sanctuary, stood Palocas, his solitary figure exuding a cold and formidable aura that weighed heavily on the surrounding air.
"..."
It was clear that they knew he was coming, yet they continued to act as if he didn't matter.
A sense of bewilderment, a sense of disappointment that things hadn't gone as planned, and a sense of being fooled filled Palocas with a mocking laughter.
He had never met such an arrogant lower being.
But it was intriguing.
Obviously, not everyone at the table exuded the same elegance and composure as the black-haired, green-eyed man at the head of the table.
The only ones with decent acting skills were the youth with grayish-white hair, half-wearing sunglasses, who exuded a cold demeanor, and a female demon with gray hair and a red skirt, who wore a seductive smile. They seemed genuinely unafraid.
The others, however, couldn't hide their varying degrees of tension, and their inconsistent acting exposed their bluff.
"Why do you look so serious?"
Lanchi raised his glass, a smile on his face, as he addressed the unexpected guest, Palocas.
He had no intention of reprimanding Palocas for intruding on their dinner uninvited.
"I had a precious kin of mine die here. Are you aware of that?"
Palocas didn't rush to take Lanchi's head. Instead, he questioned him as if interrogating a subject.
This seemingly most intriguing little creature would be his plaything for the night.
"She couldn't find a way out and chose to end her life. I also regret that."
Lanchi's eyebrows drooped slightly, as if reminiscing about the Holy Maiden's appearance and smile.
He had failed to save that misguided student.
Lanchi knew that his personality might be seen as too soft-hearted by others.
But he didn't mind. Kindness was a thorny path, and both malice and well-intentioned actions could cause harm.
"..."
Hepburn glanced at Lanchi secretly, afraid to speak!
She felt that this guy was definitely thinking of something improper. He truly didn't fear divine retribution.
Palocas smiled and joked with Lanchi, "Then, can I ask you all to do the same?"
Palocas was already planning in his heart. The more Lanchi spoke, the louder he would make this human beg for mercy later.
Lanchi fell silent for a moment, as if considering a serious question.
After a moment, he spoke again, "Instigating, coercing, or enticing others to commit suicide is a criminal offense and constitutes murder or intentional harm. Isn't that right, Count Palocas?"
Lanchi remained seated, his expression lazy yet completely different from before.
"Don't you understand that in the Honing Empire, the vampire race is the law itself? The human laws you speak of are just rules of the game that you worms need to abide by."
Count Palocas found the human's words fascinating. His madness was perfectly pitched.
It was like a child shouting that he would report to adults—childish and laughable.
"Is that so..."
Lanchi murmured, his emerald green irises shining like gems with a mysterious glow.
"To be able to say such words, it seems that all of you vampires are outlaws."
"!"
Despite Lanchi's calm tone and expression, Palocas could tell that he had touched a nerve.
But Hepburn, sitting at the side of the long table, knew—
Palocas was in big trouble!! From now on, whenever Lanchi faced any vampire, he would automatically stand on the moral high ground!
With those words, Lanchi seemed to have lost interest in playing with Palocas.
"Come on, the headmaster will give you a chance to challenge me."
Lanchi looked down at Palocas as if he were seated on a throne.
"Challenge you?"
This made Palocas's smile stiffen, and the veins on his forehead began to pop out.
He hadn't even started to make them squirm, and this human was already giving him orders.
He remembered that earlier, this human had called him "Little Pal." He hadn't forgotten.
Palocas finally understood that Lanchi's arrogance wasn't an act. This human had never considered him worth his attention from the very beginning!
"Little vampire, you still have time to run."
The Great Lover Poet, sitting at the table, also tilted his head back and laughed, fanning the flames as if mocking Palocas for being a useless male. He seemed completely unconcerned about being caught.
Palocas's body stiffened. He stared at the little demoness, his body trembling not from fear or cold, but from the flames of rage burning within him, forging a fierce beast about to explode.
The Great Lover Poet's provocative tone finally caused Palocas's anger, which had been building since he entered the sanctuary, to erupt uncontrollably!
The next second, Palocas's figure suddenly left a long shadow in the air as he rushed towards the banquet table with ferocious speed, like the claws of death in the night. The crimson in Palocas's fierce eyes deepened, as if it would devour all the light.
Unaware of any trump cards his opponent might possess, Palocas was confident that under the power of his [Blood Frenzy] ability, any human tricks would prove futile and weak!
...
The thick night shrouded Eckert Academy, and at this late hour, Gera Memorial Square was the only source of light on campus.
In the center of the square, the outdoor transparent curtain still displayed the live feed, and the second hand on the clock tower ticked towards the top, as if its rhythm tore through the silent sky, signaling the start of a new day.
However, the atmosphere in the square was oppressive, as if it had reached a breaking point. The students' faces were devoid of laughter, replaced by solemnity, and even a hint of sadness and despair.
They knew that the outdoor screen was about to show a very tragic scene—a serious accident for Eckert Academy.
"Foolish Lanchi! Even if he had some trick up his sleeve, it's useless now."
"There's no predicting the Blood Clan's abilities. It's just bad luck that they ran into one that specifically counters their flashy tricks!"
Many students averted their eyes or lowered their heads. Some closed their eyes, bit their lips, or whispered prayers.
Despite their negative opinions of the three bullies from the student council, these three were still the face of the school's freshmen.
As the Blood Count approached with murderous intent, the people by the banquet table remained frozen, like puppets controlled by fate, unable to resist the approaching tragedy.
At this bloody moment...
A solitary figure stood apart from the crowd at the far end of the square, distinct from the students who averted their eyes or hung their heads. His gaze, filled with satisfaction, was fixed on the outdoor screen.
Seeing the challengers still at a loss even after the Blood Count was thoroughly enraged, Modan could no longer contain his laughter. It was not an ordinary laugh but one of victory and pity, filled with the pleasure of witnessing others' impending suffering.
Just as everyone thought the Shadow World would meet its end...
The clock tower's hand pointed to midnight.
Lichtenstein Castle, the banquet hall in the sanctuary.
Lanchi rested his chin on one hand, the other on the table, a calm smile on his face, as if he had always held dominion over lightning.
His knuckles lightly tapped the table, and on the napkin in front of him lay the epic magic card emitting an orange electric cocoon!
Suddenly, a blinding light akin to the sun filled the entire sanctuary! In an instant, it transformed into a world of pure white light, as if it would shatter the stained glass and rose windows, causing the castle on the cliff to glow with a rainbow-like radiance!
A light sphere resembling the sun rose in the sanctuary, and under its blessing, the earth itself seemed to warm.
Clang, clang!
Like ripples in a pure white heaven, the clock struck twelve, accompanied by solemn music.
As the sacred bells tolled twelve times, Count Palocas felt his brain would shatter from the sound, as if he were in the middle of a noontime reversal of day and night!
Count Palocas, who had been diving down, painfully clutched his eyes as if they had been pierced by thousands of needles, falling to the ground, having lost his balance.
"No, it can't be!!!'
In that moment, Count Palocas would rather believe that the light piercing his eyes was an illusion, but the truth was that his strength had weakened to just a tenth of what it had been!
The solar power even seemed to refract and amplify within the sanctuary, intending to inflict upon him the terrifying sensation of being exposed to the midday sun!
"Ahhh, my power! Why—why can you make the sun appear at night? What are you?!?!?"
Accompanying Count Palocas' heart-wrenching screams, the executioner and the male guards had put on sunglasses.
"Praise the Goddess!"
"Hehehe!"
The clergy, their eyes still cloudy, picked up their weapons and approached the count like merciless butchers.
At the far end of the long banquet table in the distance, Lanchi sat unmoving in the master seat, his eyes closed and a smile on his face.
"A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, and young people should go to bed early and get up early to regulate their daily routine. Otherwise, if you stay up all night and sleep during the day, your heart will easily become darkened."
Lanchi sighed as he listened to Count Palocas' heart-wrenching screams under the radiant light of virtue.
He had always felt that the Blood Clan had a major flaw.
Their sleep schedules were terrible.
Not only was this unhealthy for their bodies and minds, but it also set a bad example for the youth, easily influencing them.
Lanchi actually liked the Blood Clan, and as a principal, he believed in educating all without discrimination.
Thus, his goal was to first help the Blood Clan adjust their sleep schedules.
Today's two chapters have more words than the usual three, and if I had ended it just before the fight with the count started, I would probably have been cursed at... So I was scared and got up in the middle of the night to code another 6,000 words.
Fathers, please feed some monthly votes to Xigouzi. I will do my best to add more!
(End of Chapter)
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