Don't Take Away My Human Record Chapter 647: Lanchi's Grand Gift for Talia - Novel Cool

Chapter 647: Lanchi's Grand Gift for Talia

Chapter 647: Lanchi's Grand Gift for Talia

After a playful scuffle, Lanchi gently patted his sleeves and sat down beside Talia once more.

"Sorry, how much magic do you have left?"

Talia became aware that she had, at the very least, entered a state of combat readiness earlier, even if it wasn't a full-on battle mode. Nonetheless, her magic consumption was undoubtedly higher than usual.

"I still have more than half left. Chatting is fine, but let's quickly communicate anything important while we can."

Lanchi shook his head, looking a little weary.

"By the way, why did I still get a little stronger?"

Talia asked, perplexed as she sensed her own power.

Even though her final attributes should have been a combination of her own and the Great Loving Poet's, multiplied by a hundred percent, the attributes of the Great Loving Poet were almost negligible.

"It might be due to the 'Mark of Despair'? The mark of ancient ninth-rank arch-demon, Sathiya of Despair, can slightly enhance the strength of all her summons."

Lanchi replied after some thought.

If he had to choose the most versatile one, this would be the strongest arch-demon mark he had ever seen.

"I've always wanted this mark, but the Desperate Extinction War is too challenging, so I never thought about obtaining it. Hmm? Wait a minute."

As Talia spoke, she realized something was amiss.

She had assumed Lanchi learned about the effects of arch-demon marks from Planai.

She quickly checked her soul space.

The next second, she looked through it again.

She suspected she had seen wrong.

How did she end up with nine arch-demon marks?!

"One, two, three, four... eight, nine."

Talia counted them one by one and sat dazedly on the edge of the bed.

All of a sudden, she had become a Demon King.

"What's wrong?"

Lanchi waved his palm in front of Talia's eyes, gradually bringing her gaze into focus.

"What's the deal with these arch-demon marks?"

Talia asked, a hint of suspicion in her voice.

"When I went to the Northern Continent, I was forced to take six due to the situation, and it seems that together with your original three, it makes nine."

Lanchi shook his head as he replied.

In fact, everyone at the Cat Boss Restaurant knew about his six arch-demon marks except Talia, as she had been enjoying herself in the Southern Continent while they discussed the revival of the demon race in the north.

"Arch-demon marks aren't that easy to come by!"

Talia still couldn't wrap her head around it and momentarily forgot about Lanchi's sudden change in mood.

She could guess that the Marks of Guardian, Breaking Laws, and Truth belonged to her old friends, and if Lanchi used the body of the Great Loving Poet, he might indeed obtain arch-demon marks and store them in the soul foundation of the Great Loving Poet.

But what about the Marks of Fall, Despair, and Inversion?

"Shouldn't I be entitled to Kaliyera's mark if she herself acknowledged me and I passed her trial?"

Lanchi asked, puzzled.

"I suppose so..."

Talia mumbled.

According to Hyberrian, Kaliyera got along well with both of them, almost as if she had replaced Talia's position.

"Don't worry, Talia. Miss Kaliyera is different from you. At least, she has a clear sense of self."

Lanchi looked at Talia with pity.

"..."

Talia's fists clenched again.

Although she couldn't grasp Lanchi's thoughts at the moment, she knew he was subtly mocking her again!

"The other two marks involve some luck, but rest assured, they are genuine arch-demon marks obtained during the arch-demon trials in the Hellrom Prison. After all, as a demon yourself, you should be more aware of the amplification the marks bring," Lanchi quickly interrupted her train of thought and continued.

"Yes..."

Talia acknowledged with a complex expression.

Perhaps these six marks didn't truly belong to her, but when she merged with the Great Loving Poet, she became a genuine nine-mark arch-demon, a Demon King.

At this moment, her Demon King bloodline was no longer just an inheritance from the previous generation, but she had also activated her own unique Demon King constitution.

How could there be such an outrageous turn of events?

She had thought that Lanchi bringing back her three arch-demon friends was already more surreal than a dream.

Now, she wouldn't even dare to dream anymore.

A Demon King while sitting at home?

She still felt a bit unsure about the reality of it all and reached out to pinch Lanchi's cheeks.

"Ouch!"

Lanchi cried out in indignation.

"So it really wasn't a dream..."

Talia murmured, as if in a trance.

"It's not like we're bound by a soul contract, and you're still afraid of falling under an illusion? With my resistance, I can wake you up at any time."

Lanchi asked in confusion. The last time Talia pinched Anthanas, he didn't say anything. And now that it was his turn to be pinched, he remained silent as well.

What can I say?

"So, can I use all of your summonings now?"

Talia suddenly came back to her senses and asked him. She remembered that the Great Loving Poet could use Lanchi's magic cards, and although Lanchi couldn't use the abilities of the Great Loving Poet as a summoning himself, the poet could act as Lanchi's avatar and drive the magic cards that were parallel to his own.

"That's right, apart from having low energy consumption, the Great Loving Poet has now been optimized by you."

Lanchi nodded.

"This..."

Normally, when encountering someone else's soul-bound magic cards, it was almost impossible to trigger them according to one's own will, except for trigger-type and self-conscious magic cards. But now, Talia was certain that Lanchi's cards would also be at her disposal.

Having gained access to Demon Sound, Immortality, the Mark of the Demon King, and the use of strange magic, she felt that she had suddenly become far more powerful than before.

If not for the fact that her energy supplier could only support her in very short battles, she would have suspected that she was somewhat like a real Demon King.

"Not bad. Even though the restriction on my freedom makes me unhappy, I can accept it for now."

Talia sighed. After merging with the Great Loving Poet, the next period of her life would undoubtedly be a bit troublesome and uncomfortable, but for now, she could only accept it.

If only that guy had a piece of the Original Stone Tablet; then, she could have reaped some benefits as well.

She couldn't help but think greedily.

However, she was clear-headed enough to know that they couldn't possibly obtain something like the Original Stone Tablet, an item possessed only by the strongest eighth-rank cultivators.

"So, Tata, quickly turn back into a magic card so I can regain some magic power."

Lanchi had never felt his magic power deplete so quickly. If they continued chatting, he would soon run out of magic power entirely.

"Alright, let me just leave a note for Hyberrian, telling her that I'll be going out for a few days, and she'll have to take care of herself at home during that time."

As Talia spoke, she took out a notepad from the cabinet and began to write.

"Are you going to replace Lanef?"

Lanchi asked, looking at her back.

"Am I supposed to tell them that I've become your soul-bound sister card?"

Talia turned and glared at him coldly. She would rather disappear into thin air than let her friends know about this.

Having accidentally formed a soul contract, they would have to live together for a while, which was indeed very embarrassing for both of them.

"No problem."

Lanchi nodded nervously.

It would be better to take this secret to the grave.

"Anyway, Lanef usually either turns into a magic card or stays in your dorm, and she doesn't have much to do. It'll be easy to pretend to be her."

Talia continued writing the note, her back turned to Lanchi.

"That's true."

Lanchi felt relieved that Talia had come to this conclusion on her own. It was rare for the two of them to reach a consensus.

As Talia wrote, she glanced longingly at the sealed containers on her oak cabinet. Under the transparent lids of these boxes were various treats—sea salt cocoa cookies, oatmeal coconut cakes, pineapple pastries, and more—which could only be shared with Anthanas for everyone to enjoy.

As Talia continued writing, Lanchi suddenly remembered something and sucked in a breath of cold air.

Professor Polao had mentioned that the Academic Regulatory Committee had been conducting strict screenings lately, so it was best not to let Lanef skip classes. Lanchi had promised to make sure Lanef attended school and clocked in at the laboratory every day.

The Icarus Academy was not only affiliated with the Kingdom of Horton but was also the official certification and highest-level direct institution of the Shadow World Management Association and the Joint Parliament of the Southern Continent Kingdoms. Along with the many powers and conveniences it enjoyed, it also had to meet corresponding indicators and ensure that it contributed effectively to the Association.

Lanchi had solemnly promised to make sure Lanef attended school.

Previously, Professor Polao had hesitated to accept him as a student precisely because of the academic review pressure faced by Icarus Academy.

Damn.

If I tell Talia that we have to wear school uniforms and go to school together every day for the next few days, will she kill me...?

(End of Chapter)

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