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Chapter 400: Lanchi Only Plays Speedruns
Chapter 400: Lanchi Only Plays Speedruns
In his office, the master, Warden Kolantan, sat behind his desk, his face a confused mix of pale and perplexed.
He had lowered his stance, hoping that the students would simply pass their probationary jailer evaluations, but they looked completely amiss. What was wrong?
"..."
Warden Kolantan clenched his hands tightly, striving to maintain his composure.
At that moment, not far away, Hyperion felt it was too late to say anything. Interrupting would only cause chaos for Lanchi and the others!
"Life is difficult for everyone, but rules are rules. It's time to settle your debts."
The three probationary jailers displayed a side that was vastly different from their professional identities.
Their demeanor and aura exerted an unprecedented pressure on the warden.
The young people before him were no longer the respectful and rule-abiding probationary jailers he had known. Instead, they exuded the aura of lawless rogues.
Warden Kolantan had no choice but to handle the situation with extreme caution to avoid unforeseen consequences.
"I don't understand what you mean. Please explain yourselves." Warden Kolantan said in a low voice.
Seeing Warden Kolantan's bewildered expression, the male cleric smiled. He moved closer, draped an arm around the warden's neck, and asked, "Don't you think you should compensate for Mr. Rocky McCassy's defamation, the emotional distress of our two esteemed young ladies, and our help in keeping today's events a secret so that you don't have to undergo reformation under Warden Bakas in Level Six?"
Their voices were low and powerful, their words direct and unconcerned about any repercussions.
"You're extorting me...!"
Just as Warden Kolantan was about to retort indignantly, he looked up and saw three towering figures like walls of darkness. Their auras were unmistakably those of resurrectionists, bearing no resemblance to students of the Protoss Royal Magic Academy.
They leaned forward slightly, their arms hanging loosely by their sides, fingers slightly curved as if about to form fists, giving the impression that they were ready to strike at any moment.
At this distance, even with the prison's barrier suppressing violators, Warden Kolantan wasn't sure if he could avoid a vital strike before the prison's defenses were triggered.
Warden Kolantan had just assured Warden Bakas that he would take good care of the students from the Protoss Royal Magic Academy.
If he were to attack them right after hanging up, Warden Bakas would have to tear him limb from limb! In this situation, taking action might not guarantee victory, but regardless of the outcome, his fate was sealed.
Drenched in cold sweat, Warden Kolantan could only rely on his rationality and strive to analyze the most prudent course of action.
"Well, well, my friends. Let's talk this through. If you have demands, we can discuss them calmly."
Soon, Warden Kolantan smiled, revealing an expression that signaled his willingness to compromise.
Hyperion parted her lips, forming two incomplete syllables, but she realized it was too late.
The three had cornered Warden Kolantan, threatening, blackmailing, and extorting him in one fluid motion.
Now, Warden Kolantan was the one smiling ingratiatingly at her, and the three Dominant Clerics were looking at her as well, as if everything had been settled, and they were awaiting her proposed compensation for the successful negotiation.
In the high-latitude observation space.
Not only the High Priestess and the Grand Paladin were silent.
Even the Ice and Snow Witch, in her physical form, sitting on the sofa in the temple, fell quiet.
Setting aside the question of what these three assistants did for a living, they certainly didn't seem like followers of the Goddess of Fate.
The Ice and Snow Witch wore an expression filled with conflicting emotions, as if she were trying to convince herself that these three individuals were definitely not resurrectionists and that Hyperion, her most important disciple, would never betray her.
However, the Ice and Snow Witch always felt that the vague, shadowy figures of the High Priest, Loren, and the Paladin were staring at her.
In this silence, a thousand words were spoken.
This gaze made Arthemis squirm uncomfortably.
The awkward part about the clerical evaluation was that if any of the clerics under a priest's guidance made a mistake, all eyes would be on that one individual. Even without words or expressions, an immense amount of pressure would be placed on that person.
...
Inside the Warden's office, faced with this fantastical situation that had been flawlessly executed, Hyperion lowered her head and covered her face with her hands. Her shoulders shook, but it was unclear if she was laughing or crying. She had been just a step too late.
But the moment those three opened their mouths, there was no turning back.
Since things had come to this, they might as well skip ahead.
"How about this: give each of us 1,000 duty points, write our evaluations according to our instructions, and then use your authority to send us directly to the inner prison."
Hyperion's voice was flat and emotionless as she spoke.
"Th-That..."
Warden Kolantan widened his eyes at her demand.
The evaluation itself wasn't a big deal, but having the students hold him hostage while writing it was embarrassing. As for the use of the teleportation authority, it was generally not allowed to directly send jailers to the inner prison - also known as Level Four.
However, in this situation, even if he were to be held accountable, Warden Bacas would surely understand.
The only issue was the duty points. Although duty points could be freely traded among jailers, giving these five individuals 1,000 points each would mean a total expenditure of 5,000 duty points, all from his personal account!
Just as Warden Kolantan was about to open his mouth to bargain, a voice interrupted.
"Double it."
The Great Poet casually spoke in a low voice from the side.
"Th-That..."
"Say another word, and it doubles again."
The three clerics moved slightly closer to Warden Kolantan, their intent clear - either to intimidate him into compliance or to teach him how to speak to important people.
Their cold, indifferent gazes, like one would give to an insect, clearly conveyed to Kolantan that in his current situation, he had no right to bargain.
"2,000 duty points each, for a total of 10,000 duty points. I'll transfer them to you immediately, and please convey my sincere apologies to Mr. Rocky McCassy..."
Warden Kolantan's tone became submissive and he nodded continuously, operating the magic device in front of him to grant these trainee jailers an exceptional evaluation and beginning to write as instructed.
"I still prefer the defiant look you had before."
The Great Poet smiled as she commented.
Warden Kolantan looked up, unsure whether to listen to her or not, his face fluctuating between an ingratiating smile and an awkward grin.
Although the black-haired, green-eyed girl's face was partially hidden by her mask, her eyes held a bewitching, captivating smile.
At this moment, Warden Kolantan couldn't discern what the girl was thinking at all, but he understood that the three people behind her seemed to be puppets under her control.
Despite giving the impression of being the purest and weakest among them, she exuded an inexplicable sense of mystery.
Every time she spoke, his heart would stir uneasily, and a sense of trepidation would rise within him. It was as if she possessed a magical power or an innate ability that came naturally to her.
This made Warden Kolantan dare not communicate or even make eye contact with her.
"... "
Seeing Warden Kolantan's meek behavior, Hyperion, who was leading the group, felt like crying but had no tears.
Why did it have to be doubled?!
To be fair, things had been going too smoothly. They had skipped right past the outer prison and gained a huge number of duty points. Once they entered the inner prison, they should be able to meet the Great Demon on Level Four.
However, Hyperion now felt that once she completed this task, the Church of the Goddess of Fate would cut ties with her. It would be clear, undeniable evidence that she was an official Fallen Cleric.
She didn't want to be a cleric of the Resurrection Church!!
(End of Chapter)
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