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Seeing Hyperion like this, Modan seemed satisfied and even chuckled unabashedly, as if he was enjoying it.
Modan's occasional laughter was not only an insult to her, but also a trampling on her noble status and dignity.
"The Duke's daughter, who was once known as a once-in-a-century talent in Hutton, now needs to use a crappy lawyer to pass the entrance exam for Ikerite College. How pathetic."
However, after saying this, Hyperion seemed to finally be unable to help herself and glared at Modan fiercely.
"Oh? Someone is angry?"
Modan narrowed his eyes, knowing that Hyperion had taken the bait. This Duchess could always tolerate other people's harsh words, but she could not tolerate others slandering her friends. He understood her too well.
Just as he was about to continue playing with Hyperion's mentality with words.
"and many more……"
A slightly sleepy voice caught their attention.
The conversation between Modan and Hyperion just now seemed to have woken up Lanqi.
He was very sleepy and almost fell asleep again in a half-awake state, but then he heard that this guy called Modan seemed to have kidnapped him, and the nature of the matter changed.
Lanqi turned his head with sleepy eyes, resting his head on his arms and staring at the two people who had been talking.
"Mordan... classmate? You should look up the Ikerit Academy student code. You shouldn't have called Hyperion a 'dirty thing' just now. It says on page 35, line 13 that personal attacks on other students are against school rules."
The casual words echoed in the classroom, and the air fell silent due to this sudden change.
Hyperion subconsciously turned her head and saw Lanqi still lying there with a lazy look on his face, but completely different from before.
Modan frowned and looked at the boy who was whispering with his eyes downcast. His emerald green pupils were looming like gems with a faint glow.
He hadn't noticed that there was a guy lying there sleeping quietly. He didn't expect that the legendary black-haired, green-eyed monster was here.
But from what Lanqi said, it seemed that he was determined to disrupt the situation, which made Modan laugh.
"I attacked her personally, so what?"
Modan's voice was as cold as the wind, as if warning Lanqi's life.
Everyone knows that this kind of school rule that is only thunder but no rain will never result in any actual punishment.
Lanqi's reminder was as childish and ridiculous as a child suing his parents.
Hearing this, Lanqi finally raised his head and sat up straighter.
He was probably convinced that this guy named Modan really liked to mock others with words. He would start to retort after just a few words.
Unfortunately, he is a layman in mind.
"Did you know? The Kingdom of Hutton has the crimes of insult, defamation, and insulting the nobility. Although strictly speaking, you two cannot constitute the third crime with criminal liability before you officially inherit the title, it can only be regarded as a civil dispute. However, Miss Hyperion's application to inherit the dukedom must have been submitted since her father disappeared, and it is just stuck in the tedious processing stage. If it is approved, then the time she becomes the duke, according to the regulations of the Kingdom of Hutton, will be calculated from the date of submission. At that time, she will be able to sue you for insulting her, the duchess, with bad personal attacks and frivolous words. And there are so many witnesses present, you can't escape. As for whether you will be fined or imprisoned, it depends on your attitude of admitting your mistakes."
Although Lanqi's voice was steady, there was a kind of majesty in his calmness, as if the law is vast and nothing can escape it.
After these words fell.
In the classroom, where there was still some chatter, the atmosphere seemed to be frozen for a moment.
All the students in the classroom were either eavesdropping, curious, or staring, and most of them were looking towards the back row of the classroom.
It is a common occurrence after school starts for senior students to come to the classroom of the new grade and briefly chat with the new students they are interested in.
Even though Modan's words and actions did make many students in the classroom feel a little uncomfortable - the relationship between Marquis Modan and Duchess Hyperion was obviously not a normal friendly solicitation.
But Modan happened to be bullying Hyperion, and no one would dare to interfere in such complicated personal grudges between nobles.
No one wanted to have anything to do with this ominous duke girl, and no one wanted to offend a powerful and influential senior team leader like Modan.
And now, the top-ranked freshman in the Sage Academy can’t stand it anymore and wants to confront the Marquis head-on!
In fact, many people present understood that the charges mentioned by Lanqi were not very threatening and could be resolved at most by admitting guilt and paying a fine.
The disgusting thing about Lanqi is that——
If he really wanted to make a fuss about it and win the lawsuit against Modan, Modan, a son of a marquis, would have a criminal record for a crime committed while in school. This shame would be like a brand, and would become a laughing stock in the aristocratic circle and accompany him for the rest of his life.
but.
Modan Gasigus is not someone you can easily mess with...
At this moment, Modan remained calm and was not moved at all by Lanqi's words.
After hearing what Lanqi said, Modan just smiled.
"Lucky Lanky Wilford, I know you know a little bit about the law and like to 'uphold justice'. But this little cleverness is useless to me. I will sue you for defamation and provoking trouble."
There was a slight smile in the corners of his eyes, and he looked down upon Lanqi's immaturity and stupidity.
As a nobleman, he obviously understands the crime of "insulting nobility" better than Lanqi.
Even if there were witnesses present, "insult" was only Ranchi's subjective judgment. If the case really went to court, Ranchi would have no way to objectively prove that Modan had a strong intention to insult.
Although the laws of the Hutton country are strict and have an efficient judicial execution process, it is not as extremely strict as the Holy Kingdom in the shadow world of [Hidden Flame of Winter].
Some crimes are always difficult to convict, unless you have absolutely overwhelming help from lawyers.
"I insulted her? How can you prove that to a judge? Can you read my thoughts and intentions?"
Modan asked Lanqi in a rather mocking tone.
"You admitted it yourself."
Lanqi replied calmly.
"...?"
Lanqi's words obviously stunned everyone in the classroom.
But they soon discovered it.
At the beginning, Modan did ask Lanqi a question - "I attacked her personally, so what?"
It’s over.
Modan was confused by Lanqi's logic.
Chapter 41: Lanqi's Bad Start
In the back row of the spacious first-year lecture hall at Sage Academy, after Lanqi's words fell, the sudden tit-for-tat seemed to temporarily freeze all the sounds in the air, leaving only this oppressive, pervasive, unbreakable silence.
Even the midday sun shining through the window outside the classroom seemed a little dull.
The other students at this moment were like statues with different expressions. Some were staring at the scenery outside the window and listening with their ears, some lowered their heads to look at their books and pretended that they didn't care about anything, and some just sat in their seats and turned around to look.
No matter what, they all ate the melon in the back row silently.
The students who were watching the show finally realized what a despicable guy Lanqi was!
It turns out that the first sentence he said was actually a trap question!
Only after it was confirmed that Modan's habitual sarcastic remarks had been successfully induced did the subsequent legal warnings come into effect.
At this moment Modan's face was as dark as a pot and he said nothing. He felt as if he was being played by Lanqi.
After a few seconds that were actually short but felt long.
"How old are you?"
Lanqi finally asked again, breaking the silence.
Modan didn't understand what Lanqi meant by asking about age, so he didn't respond to Lanqi.
Or rather, Modan is no longer willing to answer Lanqi's questions casually.
"He's 19."
Hyperion told Lanqi on the side.
She probably understood Lanqi's intention a little bit. After spending some time together, she found that Lanqi's way of thinking was not completely incomprehensible, but it was difficult for ordinary people to follow.
Lanqi counted with his fingers and looked at Modan:
"Then you can come out when you're 27."
"?"
Modan was stunned for a moment, then he realized what Lanqi meant.
Lanqi didn't seem to be threatening him in any jargon-speaking way. Instead, he was seriously calculating the minimum eight-year sentence he could get for the defendant as the plaintiff's lawyer.
"Hooah..."
Lanqi yawned, lazily leaned back on the table, then smiled at Modan and blinked his left eye.
It was as if he had just played a little joke on Modan.
however.
This friendly and non-aggressive behavior made Modan feel his blood pressure soar!
Modan's pupils trembled slightly, and his eyes were like a barrel of explosives that could explode at any time. Although his facial muscles remained motionless, his throat was tightly closed, as if trying to prevent the impulsive anger from turning into inappropriate words and bursting out.
"You should first see if you can wait until this duchess inherits the Alansar family, otherwise everything will be in vain."
Modan finally suppressed the anger and impulse that seemed to be ignited by the devil.
"Lanqi Wilford, if you don't want your Wilford Chamber of Commerce to be implicated, you'd better stop interfering in her affairs."
He stared at the relaxed Lanqi with a cold expression and threatened in a deep voice.
Lanqi frowned slightly when he heard this.
"In other words...if I continue to help Hyperion, you will try to bring down the Wilford Chamber of Commerce?"
"That's right. We, the Marquis of Gasigus, have plenty of ways to use legal business means to swallow up your entire enterprise at the lowest cost."
Modan became extremely cautious in his words and actions at this moment.
He knew that Lanqi's question just now was intended to once again induce him to reveal the "criminal evidence" in advance.
But repeating the same old tricks is obviously ugly.
Modan smiled coldly in his heart. He was sure that with his power he had plenty of ways to control this smart-aleck border boy.
For example, it is impossible for him not to care about his own Wilford Chamber of Commerce!