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Chapter 258: Lanchi is All About Action
Chapter 258: Lanchi is All About Action
"Why have you fallen silent?"
"I... I need to read more before I can form an objective opinion of Miss Talia."
Just thinking about Talia lounging in an armchair, perusing the newspapers while snacking and sipping tea, made Lanchi hesitant to shatter Zestila's illusion.
She was indeed unlike other demons. Her greatest desire was to eat, but due to her princess demeanor, no other demon had ever discovered this. In their eyes, she was an impeccable saintly demon, completely devoid of the typical weaknesses of their kind.
However, now that she had arrived in the Kingdom of Horton and assumed a new human identity as 'Tata', unknown to anyone, she was living it up.
She was having the time of her life, with not a care for demonic pursuits.
Oh no, Talia must never find out that he knew her secret.
Otherwise, if she were to experience 'social death', she would probably take him down with her.
Fortunately, as long as she didn't bring along a few familiar high-ranking demons to witness her leisurely new life on the Southern Continent, her 'social death' probably wouldn't be too severe.
"By the way, is it okay to say that you admire the demon race?" Lanchi asked, perplexed.
The empire was currently in a precarious situation, and the prevailing sentiment of xenophobia towards other races was likely at an all-time high.
"Will you report me?" Zestila asked, her tone as devoid of doubt as Talia's had been.
"No," Lanchi replied, just as he and Fred enjoyed discussing risky topics.
"Then there's no problem." Since she trusted Lanchi, she saw no need to hide anything, just as her father did—when he employed someone, he trusted them completely.
"I do admire Talia, but unfortunately, no one knows if she's still alive or where she might be now." Zestila expressed her regret, which was a rare occurrence.
"If she's alive and well, what would you like to do?" Lanchi asked, his hand resting on the book's cover as he pondered.
He had a strange feeling that his path since arriving on the Northern Continent had been a reenactment of Talia and his first encounter.
From latching onto a wealthy family to becoming a tutor and acquiring a new identity, to eventually accompanying his student to the Imperial Magic Academy in the capital...
However, there was one key difference between him and Tata.
While he often talked about retiring, when his ambition kicked in, he would see things through to the end. Talia, on the other hand, appeared ambitious on the surface but truly just wanted to retire.
"I want to seek her guidance and learn from her. I yearn for her knowledge and teachings on how to become a true rational demon," Zestila replied without hesitation.
"You don't want to be human?" Lanchi asked, surprised.
After spending so much time with Hyperian, he assumed that half-demons or throwback demons who grew up in human lands and suffered discrimination would long to be recognized as humans.
He never expected Zestila to express such a desire.
"No, I want to be a high-ranking demon," she stated, meeting Lanchi's gaze directly.
Prejudices were immutable, but right and wrong could be debated. She might as well follow her heart and proudly be a demon.
However, she soon realized that she might have spoken too strongly and should temper her words a little.
Hearing such extreme sentiments, even someone as gentle and friendly as Lanchi would be a little afraid of her.
After all, her stance was quite radical.
Lanchi, sitting across from her, fell silent for a moment upon hearing this.
"Then we must first reclaim the demon homeland... Otherwise, there will be no demon king or ancestral spirit to bestow a title upon you. After all, being a high-ranking demon is not just an honorary title; it's the highest recognition a demon can receive. It's not something that can be claimed through words alone," he analyzed, his white-gloved hand supporting his chin. "In my opinion, to achieve your dream, the first step would be to investigate and unite the remaining demon forces and prepare to reclaim the demon heritage."
Zestila felt a chill run down her spine for the first time; this man from the Southern Continent seemed a little frightening.
How was it that she felt he was even more eager for the demon tribe's restoration than she was...? For a moment, she even suspected what race lay beneath Lanchi's human skin.
Moreover, just by looking at him, she could tell that he was the type to get things done.
However, upon further thought, illusion magic wouldn't get past the Empire's security checks, so he probably didn't have any magic disguising him as a human.
It was common sense that humans generally didn't need to disguise themselves as humans.
"Alright, let's change the subject and talk about some things you should be aware of at school."
Zestila interrupted Lanchi by raising her hand.
Their conversation on the Holy War ended there, as Zestila felt that Lanchi's remarks were even more dangerous than her initial prompt.
Zestila gazed out the window, where all was quiet except for the low rumble of the train on the tracks. The silhouette of the mountains in the distance was vast and varied, majestic and solid, with twinkling lights like fireflies dotting the landscape.
She pondered for a while.
"After we arrive at school, you must be careful. There are restricted areas protected by barriers where no one is allowed to fight. There are also rule-bound areas where students of the same grade can battle, and completely unrestricted dangerous zones where actions have no legal consequences. When we process your attendant registration later, you will sign a document stating these rules. I want to emphasize this to you now—no matter how provoked you may be, never enter a non-safe area within the school grounds, and don't be tricked into doing so."
Zestila stressed this point.
As she had brought Loki here, she felt responsible for his safety.
"Also, besides the weekends, students who fail to return to school by Monday will be deducted a large number of credits. And if an attendant doesn't return by Monday, they won't be able to enter the school grounds again until the following weekend."
She added another supplementary rule.
These were the most basic school regulations.
"I understand."
Lanchi nodded in response.
The enclosed management style was quite good.
"Is your school in the Southern Continent like this as well?"
Zestila wondered why Lanchi accepted these rules so naturally, as if he didn't feel any discomfort with the strict school environment.
She had heard that the Southern Continent didn't have much of a fighting atmosphere and was exceptionally peaceful and friendly.
"In the schools of the Southern Continent, the entire campus is a safe area, and students don't fight on school grounds. Additionally, we can go out at any time. There was this one guy who skipped classes and spent a week in a casino before the dean caught him. You can also gain a lot of holiday rewards by completing Shadow World challenges and public service activities. Failing a subject won't get you expelled; instead, a hearing will be held, attended by the Education Bureau, the school, and the student, to discuss the student's study plan for the following semester. The student's curriculum may be reduced, and graduation delayed, as a result."
Lanchi shared with Zestila his experiences from his time in Ikelite over the past six months.
"Are you joking? How can there be such a school?"
Zestila felt that Lanchi was pulling her leg.
"Indeed, I also find it quite magical and too relaxed."
Lanchi agreed, his arms folded across his chest.
Only the Relentless Corridor Academy was the coolest school.
(End of Chapter)
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