Do not confiscate my citizenship

Chapter 749 Lanqi doesn't want to go to the play
The ticking sound of the pendulum is particularly clear in this quiet space, and every meshing of the mechanical gears keeps pace with time.

The candlelight on the long table swayed gently, the flames flickered, and cast ever-changing light and shadows on the silver-white stone carvings on the wall.

Ifatia's conversations with Talia and Lanqi were sometimes light-hearted and sometimes serious.

"How strong are you now?"

Lanci asked Ifatia.

Before leaving this underground palace, he wanted to figure out one question.

Most of the time, it is impolite to inquire about the true strength of some top strong men, just like rashly asking an unmarried woman's age, which involves the other party's privacy. But now they and Ifatia are teammates who are entrusting their lives to each other, so it is necessary to understand each other clearly.

Talia just glanced at Lanci without commenting on the quality of his metaphor.

She used to think it was a bit abnormal that Lanqi thought of her a hundred times a day, but now she has let it go.

"I don't know how to describe it. I only started practicing seriously in the past year or so. There should be several gaps in my eighth level. A hundred years have passed. I'm not sure if I can fight against the demon generals of that time. But if I find a modern reference for real comparison, the first time I faced the blood clan marquis, I almost couldn't escape. The second time I faced him, I was able to make a fight, but I still couldn't win..."

Ifatia drooped her eyelashes and her voice became lower and lower, as if she was a little frustrated at the thought of the powerful and invincible enemy.

If she was as strong as the ninth-rank generals in the demon world back then, she could defeat not only one vampire marquis, but also two.

She hated herself for wasting so much time, and when she really needed strength, she felt that there was not enough time.

Lanqi looked into Talia's eyes, shared his mind efficiently with her, and roughly analyzed Ifatia's strength.

It seems to be at the quasi-bishop level. According to the level conversion method, he may be around level 85 to 86. He is stronger than Perlman, but not as strong as the ten standard strongest cardinals of the Resurrection Church.

"That's not right, sister."

Talia suddenly realized something, avoided Lanqi's gaze, and looked at Ifatia in astonishment.

She thought about Lanqi's level theory. It took her a hundred years to advance from level 81 to level 82. With the help of specialized equipment, Lanqi could barely reach level 84 in three minutes.

My sister worked hard for more than a year and she went from level 80 to level 85 or 86? !
"Ah, after all these years of hard work, I found the formula for the secret potion that can increase the potential of the divine spell. I successfully prepared it and took it. Now my life span is about the same as that of a human, but my cultivation speed has obviously become much faster."

Ifatia counted on her fingers.

However, if she had not given up and worked hard in the past hundred years, she would have been able to reach the limit of the eighth level even without this potential secret medicine.

If the demon kingdom still existed, she could obtain the power of faith and easily reach the ninth level.

In fact, in her opinion, the ninth level is not that difficult, she just didn't have interest in it before.

I don’t really understand why everyone thinks that reaching the eighth and ninth levels is as difficult as ascending to heaven.

"..."

Talia witnessed Ifatia's disapproving expression and was surprisingly able to read her sister's thoughts.

For the first time, she felt the cruel gap in talent.

She was once worshipped as the perfect princess by the demons, who praised her talent, but in reality, compared to her sister, she was like a joke.

It was all thanks to her younger sister's hard work over the years that she was saved.

Lanqi tried his best to control his expression, but he couldn't help but admire Talia's expression at the moment.

In the Person Kingdom, Talia proudly boasted to Lanci that she was definitely not the weakest among the great demons of the old times. Now it seems that she has really become the last one.

"Laugh if you want..."

Talia felt Lanqi's gaze, her eyes reddened and tears fell uncontrollably.

"Wait, you really are crying?"

Seeing that Talia was really crying, Lanqi became flustered and hurriedly moved closer to observe her tear-stained cheeks.

He never expected that the frosty and indifferent master would become extremely fragile after coming to this underground palace, and would easily have human emotional ups and downs.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, Tata, please stop crying."

Lanqi took out a handkerchief, carefully touched the white skin around Talia's eyes, and apologized to her.

He thought about it and realized that although Talia had a strong sense of self-esteem, she was also very strong inside.

She has experienced all kinds of predicaments and has a better mentality than anyone else. This setback cannot defeat her.

I'm afraid what really saddens her is the fact that her sister drank the secret potion that shortened her life.

This secret medicine is undoubtedly poison to the immortal species of the demon clan. From a human perspective, it probably shortens their lifespan to only one or two years, and they will soon die of natural causes. This is a power that can only be gained by sacrificing one's own life course.

Talia didn't want her sister to die in a few decades.

"Tata, are you thinking that Ifatia will soon be separated from you again?"

Lanqi's voice became much softer as he asked beside Talia.

"Woooo..."

When Talia heard Lanqi's words, she cried even harder.

"Think positively, Tata. I won't live more than a hundred years. I'll be gone in a few decades, and then there won't be anyone to make you angry."

Lanqi was as patient as if he was coaxing a child, trying to make her happy.

"..."

Talia stopped crying. She put down her hands that were wiping her tears and looked at Lanqi in a daze.

Lanqi can only live for a few decades.

Why had she never thought about this?

However, now that she heard Lanqi's comfort, she couldn't feel happy at all.

I just feel lost.

"It's okay, sister. It's fine to be like a human. I was looking for this secret medicine for its side effects."

Ifatia seemed to have discovered why her sister was sad, and said with a natural smile.

"..."

"Ifatia...you silly sister..."

Talia pursed her lips and shook her head.

If it were her, she would definitely choose to transform Ranchi into a familiar creature, carry him with her all the time, and enjoy nearly eternal life with him.

"..."

Lanqi heard what Talia was thinking and smiled helplessly.

Talia may understand some of the humans now, but she doesn't understand everything.

"Talia, everything has its own natural laws. Changing them at will may not be a blessing, but a punishment."

He told Talia.

"I don't understand, I don't understand."

Talia shook her head, resisting Lanci's unreasonable words.

She is Lanqi's teacher, and she should be the one teaching Lanqi, not the other way around.

"Alas, sister is still a more traditional demon."

When Ifatia saw that Talia had stopped crying and Lanqi was still comforting Talia, she gave up and stood up to comfort her sister.

Her sister felt at ease knowing that she had a good man by her side.

She quietly supported her cheeks, and waited with the little black cat for Lanqi to help Talia wipe away her tears until Talia's beautiful face was restored.

"Well, Ifatia, we should leave soon."

Lanqi looked at the grandfather clock in the Silver Palace and said to Ifatia across the table.

He had originally planned to go to the lakeside to rest this afternoon, so he postponed his work to the evening. Because of Elsa's matter, he suddenly ran out of St. Clement's Monastery, and had to make up for the work when he got home, otherwise he would have to postpone it to tomorrow.

The injured Ifatia also needed a long rest every day.

Although it is very pleasant to chat here, the real business has almost been discussed and we can't keep moving forward.

"Well--"

Ifatia looked at them reluctantly, pouting as she lay on the table.

Lanqi and Talia looked at her and chuckled helplessly.

They believed that if Ifatia could leave this hidden underground space, she would follow them.

"Ifatia, we'll come to see you next time."

Lanqi persuaded.

"When?" Ifatia asked immediately.

"I'll come see you at least once a week?"

Lanci said uncertainly.

In the Empire, Professor Landry is currently receiving a lot of attention from all parties. If he has too much contact with the Brildad Mafia, it might be a little unreasonable and cause unnecessary suspicion.

"Then I'll wait for you!"

Ifatia perked up immediately and raised her hands happily.

She stood up and handed the little black cat back to the two of them, then she led them out the door.

“Who built this place?”

Talia looked back at the space barrier. From the very beginning, she wanted to admire the amazing craftsmanship. She didn't expect that in this era there would still be magic craftsmen who could create such an independent space.

The brilliance of the dome changes gradually with the passage of time. The golden and blue light and shadows flow back and forth on the crystal ornaments, just like the movement of stars in the universe.

Lanqi also slowed down his pace and looked at Ifatia.

In fact, he is very concerned about this issue.

He originally planned to go out and ask the hardworking Mafia leader Patton, because this project was obviously not something that could be led by someone as carefree as Ifatia.

"It was built by someone Barton knew. Have you heard of Abigail, the Imperial Royal Craftsman?"

Ifatia replied.

She was keen to answer questions from both of them.

"I heard something."

Lanqi thought for a moment and told her.

Abigail is said to be one of the most popular magic craftsmen in the empire today. She is known as the talented magician of the empire. However, because her mind is not on magic engineering and she hates military industry very much, she refuses all calls from the imperial military.

"She is a magic craftsman with spatial attribute aptitude?"

Talia was surprised.

She remembered that in the course that Lanqi was currently teaching, there was an extremely outstanding student named Nathaniel. As the most promising student among the professors at the Abbey of Saint Cremon, he was also a genius alchemist who was considered very likely to win the Grant Award, the highest honor in magic engineering in the Cremon Empire, in the next decade or so. He was also the one who held the title of Royal Magic Craftsman.

To Lanci, Nathaniel was not like a student, but more like a partner. As long as Nathaniel was willing, he could graduate from St. Cremorne's Monastery at any time, and most of the imperial universities would be willing to hire him as a professor in the field of alchemy. Lanci very much hoped that an outstanding imperial youth like Nathaniel would directly help him complete this cross-century project and leave an indelible glorious name in the imperial academic field.

As far as Talia is concerned, a magic craftsman who can obtain the title of Royal Craftsman of Kreene is at least comparable to a platinum-level magic craftsman in the Allied forces. However, the Kreene Empire does not subdivide magic craftsmen into various categories.

"Yes, so no matter how unruly she is, the Empire will treat her as a unique treasure and will not force her."

Ifatia also understood the hierarchy of the United Parliamentary Alliance.

The platinum level is already a top-level certification in the field of magic, but if the spatial attribute is added, the nature changes completely.

It is in the fourth row of the attribute periodic table, close to the authority of the gods. As an attribute second only to divination in rarity, only one in tens of millions of creatures can possess its suitability.

"It is said that Principal Violet initially chose Miss Abigail as the new professor of St. Clement's Abbey, but because she refused, she finally chose Landry."

Lan Qi added.

Unlike Talia who turned a deaf ear to what was happening outside, he always tried to get as much information as possible in the Kremer Empire.

"After all, Abigail herself has no interest in magic engineering. She only wants to choreograph a masterpiece opera. It seems that there is an opera directed by her at the Imperial Opera House, and tickets are hard to get. Unfortunately, I can't go out and see what is performed."

Ifatia understands this feeling of mismatched interests and talents.

Thalia: "..."

She felt uncomfortable being sandwiched between two geniuses and listening to them talk.

Forget it, as long as she accepts her actual life, she will be a sunny and cheerful princess.

"Where can we find her then?"

Lanqi felt it necessary to meet this imperial magic craftsman, if possible, the sooner the better.

Since she is willing to support Patton's project, it means that she can also become a capable and powerful member of the friendly forces.

The ability of this space magic craftsman alone is enough to give the vampires a hard time.

It would be best if I could convince her to join my magic research project.

In this way, with the support of Abigail, a heavyweight magician, the Empire is more likely to determine that Landry will be the project leader.

"I'll go look for Barton. Barton and Abigail are old acquaintances."

Ifatia said this, and opened the door of the silver-white palace which was covered with space barrier spells.

Patton has strong connections in the Empire.

Although Ifatia would not ask too much about how Barton obtained intelligence and resources each time, she believed in Barton's ability and character, and he would do his best to complete any request. Both of them were rebels who had an irreconcilable feud with the vampires.

Lanqi and Talia also thought what Ifatia said made sense.

The leader of the Mafia and the talented magic worker of the Empire are partners. The talented magic worker can provide technical support to the Mafia, and the Mafia can provide the talented magic worker with gray channels. It is indeed a win-win situation.

The mechanical transmission roared low, and the heavy magic-suppressing steel slowly opened. Gradually, all the noise from the underground poured in.

Outside the door, Patton's figure in a dark windbreaker came into view again, and half of his body seemed to have merged with the shadow.

Barton Hall's look was obviously a little surprised.

He was waiting outside the door and naturally sensed the extraordinary battle fluctuations.

It turns out that Landry is even stronger than he thought, and he was able to survive after a head-on battle with the boss.

But later, after hearing no movement for a long time, we could probably guess that one side had been defeated and was being subdued and interrogated by the other side.

Unexpectedly, the result was that both sides chose to negotiate.

"Patton, he will be our partner from now on. Help him as much as possible."

Ifatia briefly explained to Barton.

She couldn't step out of the door of the space barrier.

"I understand."

Patton nodded and replied.

Then his eyes shifted to the gray-haired, golden-eyed woman next to Lanqi.

One person went in and two came out. When he brought Professor Landry here, he had never realized that there was such a strong guy following him.

Patton wasn't sure whether this was a dereliction of duty on his part in security.

"Uh, Mr. Barton, this is my epic summon. She has her own consciousness."

Lanqi pointed at Talia and said.

"Ah."

Patton didn't ask any more questions.

Some epic summons do have intelligence and may even possess different skills. Some have good personalities, and there are also cases of card maniacs who treat magic cards as their wives.

Epic summons that can fight against bosses are obviously very special.

So it’s not a good idea to ask too many questions, as you might end up embarrassing the other person.

"..."

On the contrary, Barton had so few questions that Lanci and Talia felt a little guilty.

He looked like he understood everything without her saying it, so even if Lanqi and Talia wanted to explain it themselves, they wouldn't know where to start.

"Wait for my news."

Lanqihe waved goodbye to Ifatia.

He would find a way to help Ifatia get the medicine to remove the Blood King's divine fire as soon as possible and bring her out.

"please."

She grinned, holding her hands behind her back, and seeing Lanqi off expectantly.

Patton looked at them saying goodbye and blinked in confusion.

How come this brutal eighth-level demon boss becomes like the girl next door?

What on earth is going on here?

(End of this chapter)