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Chapter 321: Lanchi to Become the Governor of the Snowfield Province
Chapter 321: Lanchi to Become the Governor of the Snowfield Province
In the VIP stands of the Kingston City Arena, located at the highest point, Viscount Blake Born found it hard to accept that the match had been decided in just a few seconds. He couldn't quite process how Xia had ended the sparring with a flurry of punches and kicks that were faster than any blade.
The veins on his forehead throbbed as he seemed to be holding back the urge to order his men to kill Xia and those two Protoss Royal Magic Academy bastards. He tightly gripped the cane he was leaning on.
First, he glared at Xia, then his gaze shifted to Lanchi and Xide, who were sitting at a distance in the stands.
"Professor Mechi... I'll take care of those two students. You have no objections, right...?"
Viscount Blake Born's teeth were clenched, yet his voice trembled with terror.
Those two troublemakers were to blame for all of this!!
"No problem," Mechi nodded.
"You'll become the governor anyway, and I'll take care of the Imperial Capital for you." Mechi understood that this was the time to appease Viscount Blake Born's anger.
Viscount Blake Born nodded and stood up, walking towards the section of the stands where the dignitaries of the Snowfield Province were seated. He invited them to join him as he approached Viscount Levin Kingston's side.
The silver-glittering architecture of the Knight Arena reflected off the wrought-iron railings of the VIP stands. A large group of powerful nobles, their elegant attire filled with the scent of iris flowers, made their way slowly from their seats. Their splendor shone in the winter sunlight of the snowy region, adding a solemn air to the just-concluded match.
As they drew closer, the citizens sitting on the other side of the stands, who had not yet left, sensed the change and made way. The once-crowded section of Viscount Levin Kingston's stands gradually emptied.
Some citizens dared not look directly, merely gazing at the empty arena, pretending to still be watching the conclusion. Others tightly held their children's hands, reminding them not to make a sound. The surrounding area was suddenly enveloped in an oppressive silence.
"Levin, congratulations on finding such a good son-in-law, but... wasn't he a bit too ruthless?"
Viscount Blake Born, leaning on his cane, stood at a short distance from Viscount Levin Kingston's seat.
"I will compensate for the medical expenses," Viscount Levin Kingston replied, his eyes only concerned with Xia, who was being attended to by the medical staff he had arranged beforehand on the edge of the arena. His gaze was filled with warmth.
"Medical expenses?! Can you afford it?!" Viscount Blake Born's anger was barely contained as he saw Levin's nonchalant attitude.
"Regarding the matter of the governor of the Snowfield Province, it's time for you to make a decision. If you try to brush me off again today, don't blame me for treating you as an enemy from now on!" Viscount Blake Born's lips curled into a crazed smile, and his clear voice, like a cold dagger, pierced the eardrums of everyone present.
Many of the Kingston citizens who had not yet retreated revealed terrified expressions.
The lords standing behind Viscount Blake Born either looked directly at Viscount Levin Kingston or averted their gazes with a hint of apology. However, they all remained on Viscount Blake Born and Professor Mechi's side.
Even the citizens understood Viscount Born's meaning.
He had begun to coerce Viscount Kingston.
The other lords had already agreed to Viscount Blake Born's appointment as governor.
If Viscount Levin Kingston still disagreed, Kingston City, which would then be at odds with Viscount Blake Born, would be ostracized by the Snowfield Province and besieged by the Ghost Party.
It was even hard to guess whether Viscount Blake would secretly encourage the Ghost Party.
It was highly likely that Kingston City would face destruction and slaughter in the near future! Viscount Blake Born's shadowy gaze swept over Lanchi and Xide, then rested on Professor Mechi by his side. A cold smile played at the corners of his mouth, as if telling them that no matter the outcome, neither of them would be able to leave the Snowfield Province.
In an instant, the temperature in the entire arena dropped. The previous discussions and noises had become a thing of the past, and the faces of the Kingston citizens were filled with tension and terror. An indescribable oppressiveness hung in the air, and everyone's heartbeat seemed to be fighting against the surrounding silence. Time seemed to stretch, and the second hand ticked abnormally slowly.
At the heart of the arena, the Kingston City lord, dressed in a deep blue embroidered robe, appeared incredibly isolated and vulnerable.
Everyone waited anxiously, hoping for a reply that would ease their worries, but the oppressive atmosphere grew stronger, and the entire scene was on the brink of erupting at any moment.
However.
Only Lanchi, sitting beside him, gently placed his hand on Viscount Levin Kingston's shoulder.
Meeting Viscount Levin Kingston's gaze, he seemed to be telling him that he could leave the rest to him.
"Everyone, I'd like to say a few words."
Lanchi raised his hand slowly, and despite the slowness of his movement, his deep and steady voice gave a sense of calm amid the turmoil, causing the other nobles to look at him in confusion.
He took out several sketch portraits from his pocket.
"These are portraits of the heads of each department. If you truly are a high-ranking member, Professor Mechi, you should recognize at least some of them, right?"
The nobles had not intended to pay much attention.
But with just one glance, they were attracted and shocked by the sketches in his hand.
These portraits had delicate brushstrokes and deep emotions, as if each painting had a story waiting to be uncovered. It seemed like these were just a few casual portraits sketched by the young man before them, and in this moment, they couldn't help but imagine and speculate—if these drafts were turned into real paintings, what kind of masterpieces would they be!
Even Viscount Blake Born, despite his surprise, couldn't help but reveal a trace of greed and deeper malice in his eyes.
A heavy silence fell over the stands.
The other nobles had heard that the youth who had trained Xia was a student of Protoss Royal Magic Academy.
His question to Professor Mechi was very clear; he was openly questioning the authenticity of Mechi's identity and, at the same time, undermining Viscount Blake Born's plans.
Reason dictated that they should speak up in defense of Professor Mechi at this moment.
But.
Driven by their personal interests.
The other nobles also wanted to take this opportunity to have Lanchi identify him for them.
So, they all tacitly chose to remain silent and merely observe for the time being.
"Of course, I know their names," Mechi said, his voice still authoritative, unaffected by Lanchi's questioning.
"My question is not about their names but about the internal hierarchy of authority among the teachers in the school. From the highest level zero to the lowest level nine, please tell me the corresponding authority level for each of them."
Lanchi asked with a relaxed smile.
Instantly, Mechi's expression froze, and his heart began to race.
He understood that this was a psychological battle.
He truly didn't know if there was this new level rule in the Protoss Royal Magic Academy at the moment.
If he outright denied it and the other party immediately produced evidence proving that there indeed existed a sequence rule in the school, then he would be immediately exposed!
But if he went along with the other party's line of questioning, they could turn around and say that there was no such rule in the school at all.
Damn little beast!
"I'm sorry, but internal teacher information is not to be disclosed to the public. Don't even think about getting any information out of me to use as leverage against other teachers."
Mechi suppressed his anger and replied with a faint smile.
If it weren't for his quick reaction and the excuse he came up with, he might have been backed into a corner by the sudden twist in the question.
A murderous intent arose in his heart, and he decided that once he got through this, he would definitely have Viscount Blake Born kill these two guys to eliminate any future troubles!
"Oh? Isn't our school's teacher authority structure publicly disclosed? It's all out in the open."
Lanchi smiled meaningfully and took out a copy of the "Protoss Royal Magic Academy - Admissions Brochure" from his pocket, the 1798 edition, which was just published this year.
It was as if he had been toying with Mechi from the very beginning, causing Xide, who was sitting behind him, to cover his mouth and chuckle.
"This is a forgery!!"
Mechi immediately refuted, pointing at the brochure in Lanchi's hand.
His reaction had to be swift, and any hesitation would make him seem suspicious.
"How can you say it's a forgery when you haven't even looked at it?"
Lanchi asked, feigning confusion.
At this, the other nobles' eyes twitched.
The guy holding the admissions brochure had been so natural in his movements, yet they couldn't pinpoint how many misleading gestures and words he had used, making it hard to distinguish which sentence was a trap and what new trap their answer might lead to.
"I've been away from the academy for a while, and this is the new brochure. Your attitude is very unfriendly, which naturally leads to misunderstandings. You know, you students always try to find ways to step on your teachers' toes."
Mechi clenched his fists in front of his mouth, as if to ease the awkwardness, and tried to backtrack.
"......"
Despite this, the other nobles began exchanging glances, and some of them had started to doubt Mechi's authenticity.
While Mechi's logic was sound, his reactions had revealed several cracks that were less than convincing.
Or, to put it another way, if someone's identity were genuine, they shouldn't show any cracks in their facade no matter what kind of testing they underwent!
But Lanchi's questioning had made Mechi seem a bit suspicious.
If Professor Mechi were indeed an imposter, they would have made fools of themselves in front of two old students of Protoss Royal Magic Academy, and the incident would likely become a laughingstock in the Imperial Capital.
However, the problem was that Professor Mechi's deeds matched those of a certain figure in the Imperial Capital... and this had been verified by the investigation team.
"May we take a look at that admissions brochure?"
Finally, a middle-aged male noble in a dress stepped forward and asked Lanchi.
By now, everyone knew that this young man was no ordinary person, and his absolute composure and status made them lean towards a certain fact - that what this young man said was the truth.
"You?!''
Viscount Blake Born lifted his hand, holding his cane, looking a little flustered.
Each page of the admissions brochure had the magical seal of the Protoss Royal Magic Academy, and it was easy to distinguish whether it was genuine or not.
They had previous years' brochures for comparison, and the magical seal couldn't be forged unless they stole the ancient magic artifact from the school that could imprint that seal.
So.
As the nobles flipped through the brochure.
They couldn't find any information about Mechi.
"It's definitely in the back. The information about the department heads is usually in the back."
Viscount Born's heart raced as he pointed with his cane at the nobles who were perusing the brochure.
But Mechi's name was nowhere to be found.
Mechi's eyes darted from side to side, looking increasingly anxious.
"Regardless, Levin, you'd better remember what happened today! One day, I will settle the score with you!"
Viscount Blake Born turned to Viscount Levin Kingston and shouted, as if he was about to leave.
Even if Professor Mechi were fake, his plan to become governor today had failed, and he still had plenty of opportunities to contact the Ghost Party and take revenge on these damn people!
But the next moment.
The Knight of the Kingston City Knights who were about to leave blocked Born Viscount, and Blake Born Viscount's guards also stood off tensely with the knights.
"Levin?! What do you mean? Are there still laws? Do you want to harm me in front of the other lords?"
Viscount Blake Born finally turned back and asked Viscount Levin Kingston, also looking towards the other lords.
As a result, he found that the other nobles were all stupefied after seeing a certain page while flipping through the admissions brochure.
After a long silence, none of them spoke up for him.
The noble holding the book, seemingly out of sympathy, stiffly raised his arm and showed the brochure to Viscount Blake Born.
"Come, Viscount Born, tell me, whose signature is on the last page of this book."
Leaning back in his chair, Lanchi asked with a faint smile.
At this moment.
Viscount Born's throat trembled, unable to utter a sound, only his eyes widened in shock as if he had seen a ghost.
Only the noble beside him helped him read out the few words.
An indescribable quietness, yet filled with noise.
The short name, like an evil spell, lingered in Viscount Born's ears, refusing to dissipate.
Soon, at Viscount Levin Kingston's command, the guards arrested Viscount Blake Born, Professor Mechi, and their escorts.
Everything proceeded swiftly.
Viscount Blake Born's collusion with the Ghost Party to harm Imperial Count Xia Qcandies was now exposed, and Lanchi had handed over the evidence to Viscount Levin Kingston. According to the regulations, they could be temporarily imprisoned in Kingston City's prison until transportation was restored.
If Viscount Blake Born disagreed, he could take the matter to the Supreme Court in the Imperial Capital.
The surrounding nobles, witnessing this sudden turn of events, dared not speak up, feeling that they had made a terrible mistake.
More importantly, they realized that if this man before them wasn't the real deal, they would all be implicated when the truth came out!
"I apologize, Mr. Rocky McCarthy. It was our fault, please forgive us!"
"It's fine, I don't blame you. You are also victims. I will keep this matter confidential to protect your reputations in the Imperial Capital."
Lanchi shook his head and once again gestured for them to relax.
"......"
This caused the other nobles to fall silent once more.
This Mr. Rocky McCarthy seemed like a friendly and approachable person, but his words seemed to have a hidden meaning.
If he casually mentioned this incident between the teacher and the noble student in the school, it wouldn't take a day for their group of Snowfield Province nobles to be disgraced and shamed...
"I came to the North specifically to address the chaos in the Snowfield Province. Are you willing to support me in this endeavor?"
Lanchi asked straightforwardly.
"Of course, Mr. McCarthy."
Faced with this situation, none of the nobles hesitated to express their agreement with Lanchi.
"Very well, in a month's time, when you see me in the Imperial Capital, how will you address me?"
Lanchi stood up, hands behind his back, looking towards the south as if gazing at the Imperial Capital, Helrom.
"Governor Rocky McCarthy."
Viscount Levin Kingston, who stood up from the side, bowed to Lanchi first.
The rest of the nobles quickly followed suit.
The position of Governor of the Snowfield Province was now his, pending only the inauguration ceremony and the dispatch of an official letter to the Imperial Capital.
The fact that the principal of Protoss Royal Magic Academy, a capable man, was willing to take on this position to solve their problems, instead of pursuing responsibility, was the best outcome for them today.
None of them dared to express dissent or disagreement.
They only knew one thing—his noble sense of responsibility and sincere heart were unquestionably genuine, and he possessed the capabilities to match.
The man before them might very well lead the Protoss Empire to greatness once more.
...
Not far away, in the arena seats.
"Hmm, let's add a little to his favorability rating."
Stretching lazily, Xide yawned as if he had just woken up, his spine cracking. He felt that with the Saint Son around, he had nothing to worry about.
Hearing these words, Cat Boss looked at Lanchi, who was being seen off by the nobles, then at Xide, and hesitated to say anything.
"What do you want to say?"
Xide asked with a smile.
Cat Boss hesitated for a moment before turning to Xide.
"You... you're not really falling for him, are you...?"
Cat Boss stammered, her heart pounding as she feared that Lanchi might truly be noticed by the Bishop of the Pagan Church, in which case, even fleeing back to the Southern Continent wouldn't be enough to escape this mess.
"I'm raising him like a son. How could I possibly fall for someone so much younger than me? What do you take me for?"
For just this moment, Xide's gaze turned cold, causing Cat Boss to shiver as her black fur stood on end, reminding her of the bone-chilling terror she felt when she first met this bishop.
Cat Boss understood.
While she enjoyed the game, she could distinguish it from reality, or perhaps her heart had always been icy cold, never changing.
"Phew..."
After the initial shock, Cat Boss, who had curled up into a ball, let out a sigh of relief, her heart still pounding.
As long as Sigrid didn't develop any feelings for Lanchi, this trip to the Northern Continent wouldn't lead to any major troubles.
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