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Chapter 398: Lanchi is a Man of the World
Chapter 398: Lanchi is a Man of the World
Level Minus One of Herrom Prison.
Inside Warden Colantan's office.
The usually composed and efficient Warden Colantan now wore an expression of dismay as he held the receiver.
His brows were furrowed, as if grappling with an incomprehensible dilemma.
This expression seemed particularly incongruous with his typically stern and calm demeanor.
"..."
Having been caught red-handed, he dared not refute immediately the words he had just spoken.
How did Warden Bacas overhear him? Could it be that the Warden was 'fishing for enforcement', pretending to leave but actually aiming to discipline them under this pretext?
However, Colantan soon calmed down and reasoned that Warden Bacas had indeed gone to the Protoss Royal Magic Academy, and the call was indeed coming from there.
With that analysis in mind, he realized that for Warden Bacas, the most important goal was to deliver a message to Mr. Rocky McCarthy, and disciplining him, the warden, was secondary.
Therefore, regardless of whether Warden Bacas had any evidence, he must adamantly deny everything at this point.
He must not admit anything over the receiver and cause Warden Bacas to lose face in front of Rocky McCarthy.
"No, I never said such a thing!" Colantan asserted firmly into the receiver.
As soon as his words landed, it was as if he had given the answer that Warden Bacas expected, causing the latter to breathe a slight sigh of relief.
"I'm warning you," Warden Bacas' stern voice continued from the receiver, his tone becoming more emphatic. "From now on, no matter what you think or say in your Level Minus One, there must not be the slightest disrespect towards Mr. Rocky McCarthy. Otherwise, if I find out, you know what the consequences will be."
These words were not only meant for Colantan but also for Rocky McCarthy, who was standing by Bacas' side.
The truth of the matter was not important.
What mattered was that Warden Bacas could not afford to fail in delivering his message at this moment.
Otherwise, all the embarrassment and pressure he had endured would turn into a hundredfold rage, and Colantan would be made to pay the price!
"Phew—"
Just as Colantan heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that he had mostly smoothed things over,
On the other side of the desk.
"He clearly just said that even if our principal came here, he would still have to bring him two packs of cigarettes. We all heard him," a clear, bright voice rang out in the office.
The black-haired, green-eyed Great Lover of Poetry spoke up, her tone youthful and carrying a charm of frankness as she pointed out the truth without hesitation.
In an instant.
Not only was Colantan left with his jaw hanging, staring at the poet, but the other end of the line also fell into a deathly silence.
Colantan gaped at the black-haired, green-eyed girl, who had remained silent until now, his eyes wide with disbelief, unable to utter a word.
He didn't know if this person had the darkest heart or if she was genuinely straightforward and couldn't tolerate any lies.
Don't you know how to read the room and choose your words depending on the situation?! Colantan wanted to scream at the top of his lungs.
But at this moment.
He had no energy left to vent his anger and despair, for even through the communication terminal, Colantan could feel the burning fury and embarrassment emanating from Warden Bacas, standing before the terminal at the other end, as if he wanted to incinerate Colantan through the magic lines.
"No, no! Your Honor Bacas, let me explain. There's an inexperienced newcomer here who doesn't know any better. Don't listen to her nonsense..." Warden Colantan's voice turned frantic.
"Is she an intern from the Protoss Royal Magic Academy?" Bacas' tone was unexpectedly calm, indicating he had reached a critical state.
"She..." Colantan started to deny, but he felt the black-haired, green-eyed girl was about to speak up again.
Under Bacas' seemingly all-knowing cold silence, Colantan's voice gradually diminished and eventually fell silent, daring not to further provoke the chief warden.
"Yes."
Thus, Colantan could only grit his teeth and admit the truth.
At this point, any excuse would be meaningless.
Whether true or false, standing beside Warden Bacas at the Protoss Royal Academy was Rocky McCarthy, who had heard everything.
Bacas' handling of the situation would directly affect Rocky McCarthy's impression of him.
"Colantan... So you dare to argue, adding insult to injury, is that it...?" Bacas' voice carried an unquestionable tone of condemnation, causing a chill to run down Colantan's spine.
Colantan's throat constricted as he tried to speak in his defense, but he caught the black-haired, green-eyed girl's gaze, now filled with pity.
It was as if she saw him as a dishonest man who deserved punishment yet deserved a chance for redemption.
Even at this moment, she remained angelically pure and beautiful, radiating a brilliant light.
Colantan stared at her, feeling a mouthful of blood welling up. The anger that had been building within him since earlier now seemed to be fueled, and the most painful part was that he had to maintain his calm and strive to appease Bacas, hoping for Rocky McCarthy's understanding.
"Now, Bacas, I'm just trying to make sure my student isn't being troubled. You guys handle your internal prison matters, and it won't affect our relationship." A calm male voice, slightly unclear, came through the receiver, as if it were Rocky McCarthy comforting the highly agitated Bacas.
After a brief silence, Bacas spoke again. "Colantan, if I find out that you've been bad-mouthing Mr. Rocky McCarthy, you know what awaits you in Level Negative Six. I have the means to send you there."
With a heavy tone, Bacas finally hung up the call.
"Yes, yes!" Colantan hastily replied twice to the now-silent receiver before putting it down.
Seeing Colantan's flustered and flushed state, the Great Lover of Poetry turned her head and winked at Hyperian, as if asking: Did you see that? That's what you call navigating social situations.
Soon, they would wrap up this mistake made by Warden Colantan, and with his permission, they could skip the outer layers of the Herrom Prison, Negative Levels Two and Three, and head straight to the inner Negative Four, where they would find the Great Demon.
"..." Hyperian was speechless.
Once again, the outer layers of the Herrom Prison made her feel a familiar sense of discomfort, a challenge so easy it made her uneasy.
Did you earn that social skill by doing good deeds? I hope you're not deducting from the merit I've accumulated over the past two months in the Kingdom of Aetherthorn!
(End of Chapter)
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