ll apologize to you..."Noah spoke in a low voice, his gaze like a burning torch, probing deeply into Lance's emerald green eyes.But if you can't pass the academy's tests, doesn't that prove you've bee...Chapter 348: The Nightmare Space Created by Lan Qi

West Germany actually felt that their holy son was not Lauren the first time. Otherwise, he would have helped him kill Asksang in Bandar City long ago, or if he really was Lauren, the tragic ending at that time would not have allowed Asksang and the Dark Robe to survive.

Unfortunately, the specific details of that battle are known only to them.

In the eyes of the Saint Annihilator, if Loren was secretly pulling the strings, it would be more reasonable for the Heaven's Vault to escape in a two-on-one situation.

He could only say that Asksang couldn't tell Agnelo that he, a Cardinal, had almost lost his life because of the explosion from the Tyrant Saint Son. It might also reveal his own weakness and incite the rebellious heart of the Annihilation Saint Son.

"Here you go."

Lance lifted up the Cat Boss, having it take out the [Replica Slate - Wind] for Sid to see.

The cat boss, with a mournful face, pulled out the card that had dragged its feline life into the abyss.

You are truly multi-talented.

West Germany took the fake stone slab - Wind in her hands and examined it carefully. She couldn't help but marvel at its magic. This was the first time she had heard of someone counterfeiting the Original Stone Slab.

As a holder of the genuine stone, she understood even more clearly how incredible the craftsmanship of this forgery was.

"So, what's your relationship with Lauren"

West Germany handed the "Fake Slate - Wind" to the crying cat-headed creature, gently patted its little black head, then stared at Ranchi and asked.

She now roughly understands that the true origins of her Holy Son are actually from a visitor from South Continent.

No wonder Beidali has not been famous for so many years.

The more time they spent together, the more she felt that her son's talent was beyond compare and shouldn't have remained unknown for so long.

Thus, a new problem arises. To create this "Fake Slate - Wind", one must have studied the original "Primal Slate - Wind," and its materials must inevitably come from the "Primal Slate - Wind." This means her Saint Son must have definitely met Lauren and received his approval.

"Both teacher and friend."

Lanchi smiled serenely and replied, "Every time I think of Dean Lauren, I miss him dearly."

""

The cat boss doesn't know if "master" that Ranch refers to is Lauren or himself.

"Besides, I'm not a member of the Church of the Goddess of Destiny. Before becoming your Saint, I didn't formally join any religious organizations."

Lan Qi shrugged and added.

I believe in you.

West Germany nodded, watching Lancy.

This shared experience of hardship is their strongest bond.

"So, do you want to pirate my [Primary Slate - Foundation]"

She thought for a moment, and then suddenly asked.

Logically, the crafters most desire to see various primordial slates. And her slate, for people of the southern continent, is absolutely unobservable.

If the scholars of South Continent knew who had observed "Primal Slate - Foundation," there would certainly be an uproar.

"That primordial stone slab of yours is the least useful."

Lance shrugged and replied.

Anyway, it's useless to watch now, we still have to wait for the great poet to come back before we can work with her to make counterfeit stone tablets. She doesn't have her own carving skills, and she doesn't have her level of magic craftsmanship either.

"I'll beat you up."

West Germany raised his fist and shook it, really annoyed.

But she wasn't as skilled as she said she was, and couldn't really land a blow on Lance.

"You want to see it, even though I wouldn't agree to let you After all, I've never let anyone watch it before."

She let out a cold laugh and turned her head to say.

"Hmm."

Lan nodded.

"Didn't you hear me I said no, you can't see it."

West Germany turned back to Lanchi, emphasizing her words from before.

"I heard you."

Ranch replied as if it were obvious.

"Ask me. I clearly want you to try your best, don't you see"

"Then please let me observe 【Primordial Slate - Foundation】."

"……"

Listening to Lance's strained attempts at reciting lines, he sounded like an amateur actor on a bad stage. West sat in silence for a long time.

"Don't you dare look at my slate."

She was utterly furious and sighed regretfully.

I thought about it and laughed at his audacity again.

However, now is not the time to observe the stone tablets. They have only temporarily escaped the crisis.

What are you planning to do about Aniello next time

West Germany raised his elbow to nudge Lance and asked.

The same trick won't frighten Anello twice, and she doesn't know how to face the even more formidable and enraged Annihilation Saintess when they clash again next time.

But that's not all; the most difficult obstacle right now is still the Box Mountain Province, guarded by the main force of the Extinction Branch.

It's all over.

Lancer smiled easily and took out its sixth-rank spell card 【Long-Distance Communication Magic】 from the Cat Boss.

This distance is already able to connect with the city-states of the Snowfield Province.

He contacted the independent terminal of the Snowfield Province Governor's Mansion, and soon a secretary from the Snowfield Province connected him.

"This is Loch McCaskey, I will transfer you to Lord Levin Quinton."

He held the communication magic card to his chin, as if holding a walkie-talkie.

"Very well, Governor. Please wait a moment."

No need to hear Lance's voice, when the governor’s 【Long-range Communication Magic】 number called, the other party was already extremely respectful.

Soon after, through internal transfers within the province, his communication was routed to Lord's Mansion in Qinston City.

"My Lord Governor, have you returned Is there anything you require us to do"

A calm voice, belonging to a middle-aged man, came from across the way.

As the powerful figure in Cinston, Lord Leven of Cinston possessed the [Long-Distance Communication Magic]. He was relieved to hear from the governor about his safe return from the north, and as Xia's father-in-law, he also harbored deep gratitude for the governor.

"Well, we do need your help."

Lanche acknowledged,

"I am pursuing a powerful Ghost Cult member. He may flee to the Frostfang Province before noon. Here are three identifying features:First, he is an associate of Professor Machi and will claim to be a high-ranking member of the Obliteration Branch. He possesses various perfectly forged seals and Imperial military identification documents.Second, he suffers from mental instability and claims that High Priestess Lorelei has arrived in the Northern Continent. Regardless of whether he claims to have unlocked privileges, you must **not** give him access to the city's communication terminals.Third, his state is one of fear and agitation, with extreme aggression. He urgently requires calming and treatment. Please set a trap for me within the city to capture him."

"Understood, those damn Specter Gang are trying to pull the same trick on us again, trying to deceive our Frostfang Province, aren't they We've been through drills for this!"

Lord Kingston's gritted teeth strained his jaw, his voice thick with rage as if he was already eager to set a trap and ensnare that damned Ghostly Party.

Xi De on Lanchi's side twitched his eyes uncontrollably!

She could already imagine how Anhelo would be messed with, questioning his life and the world!

I told you! This guy really is something else!

I will try my best to add more chapters tomorrow and finish this plot. I wrote 8,000 words yesterday and barely slept a few hours. I'm exhausted.

(The End)

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