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According to the Ice Witch, the Protos Royal School of Magic is a school with extremely fierce competition. It is directly under the Education Department and can be interfered with to a certain extent by the Great Sage Isis, but the rules are completely operated according to the settings of the ancient magic barrier when the school was founded a hundred years ago.
Even the many powerful people in the Protoss Empire cannot manipulate this school for personal gain. They only take good care of their children in terms of rules. Therefore, there is no such position as the principal, which fundamentally blocks Lanqi's possibility of fulfilling his mission.
Logically speaking, Lanqi's current identity is not that of a noble, and he doesn't even have a student status. Being a teacher in the academy should be a hellish start, and his political identity may not necessarily scare those students.
I heard that the student at the top of the academy is the daughter of the most powerful Duke of Berendhard in the imperial capital. She is simply beyond the reach of others.
"..."
Lanqi turned around and smiled at Hyperion, spreading his hands, and a thousand words were expressed without words. It was as if he was welcoming Hyperion to Helrom and had already created the world for her.
“Although I’m not the principal in name, everyone calls me the principal.”
Lanqi had no way to deal with this matter.
All we can say is that he couldn't refuse the teachers' kindness. Strictly speaking, he was pushed into this position during that cold winter.
As the saying goes, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. Lanqi will never shirk his responsibilities.
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Hyperion looked at Lanci and stared at him with wide eyes, speechless.
Michela beside her was also stunned, looking at her sister's expression and Ranchi's face again and again.
Michela didn't know why her sister would react like this to something so worth being happy about.
"First, tell me about your journey to becoming the principal."
Hyperion took a breath very calmly, exhaled, and said to Lanqi, or maybe her heart would no longer beat.
"Then I'll start with the story of how Viscount Francis invited me to be his tutor, and then I followed Miss Zestira from the coastal city of Lilom to the imperial capital of Helrom..."
So Lanci began to tell Hyperion the story of when he first arrived in the imperial capital Helrom.
Such as how he met Associate Professor Xiduo at the Protoss Royal Academy of Magic, and became an assistant teacher at the invitation of Associate Professor Xiduo, and then he was offered a reward of 130,000 credits on the monthly assessment day, and finally he reached the pinnacle with the support and support of the students, and at the end he proposed the McCarthy Reform for the Protoss Royal Academy of Magic, which received 100% approval and praise from the whole school.
After hearing this, Michella clapped her hands in surprise. This story sounded like it was made up, but considering the reality, it might be too conservative.
Then Lanci looked at Hyperion expectantly, waiting for her response.
It was like asking her - Are you satisfied with the college I have set up for you?
Thinking back to when Hyperion and I first challenged the Purgatory Corridor Academy, we finally made up for the regret we had at the end.
Those twelve hours were too short. Before Lanci, who had just taken charge of thunder and lightning, had the chance to take Hyperion on a tour around the Purgatory Corridor Academy, the shadow world vanished into thin air.
Tears slid down from the corners of Hyperion's eyes.
But they were not tears of emotion.
These are tears that dare not move.
She felt like the goddess was watching them.
After hearing the bounty growth formula and Lanci's final bounty amount, Hyperion roughly calculated how many students' blood was used to build Lanci's status, and she knew that all the merits she had accumulated in Aethertalan during this time were gone.
When she was young, her father, Duke Migaiya, always told her that if she did not do good deeds and accumulate virtue, her luck would get bad. Therefore, she, who had bad luck since childhood, was particularly afraid of damaging her merits.
Now Hyperion found that no matter how many good things she did, she could not make up for Lanqi's reckless spending speed.
"……you."
Hyperion's eyes were filled with tears and she seemed a little numb. After learning about Lanci's political achievements and then hearing that he was the principal, she no longer felt as overwhelmed as when she saw the interview in the square.
But Hyperion's heart continued to beat -
It seems that only one third of this guy's story has been told.
He did not mention at all how he entered the political arena of the Protoss Empire.
This made Hyperion afraid to listen to Lanqi's stories anymore.
Fortunately, it seems that Lanqi has deviated from his goal due to the current situation. He did not join the Silent Branch as originally planned, and went all the way to the dark in this chaotic situation.
The Bishop of Silence is an existence that cannot be provoked at all!
Just the Son of Nirvana and the Archpriest of the Nirvana Branch were enough to scare her and Michela to death. She couldn't even imagine how terrifying, crazy, evil and wicked the Bishop of Nirvana, which was located at one of the top points of the northern continent, was.
Moreover, she is now a priest of the Church of the Goddess of Destiny, which is incompatible with the Church of Resurrection. She will never accept Lanqi having any connection with the cultists. If she finds out that Lanqi is insisting on having his own way, she will risk her life to take Lanqi away from the Northern Continent.
"My heart and my actions are as clear as a mirror, and everything I do is just."
Lanqi looked at Hyperion righteously and said,
"Don't worry, I promise that everything I do in the Protoss Empire is aboveboard."
"..."
Hyperion did believe in Lanci's integrity.
She was just afraid. The more sunny this person was, the more afraid she was!
Although along the way, not only Milford County and Box Mountain Province, but even the imperial capital of Helrom and the Royal School of Magic of Protoss, all changed from the hell mode predicted by the Ice Witch to the baby mode she actually encountered, making her feel extremely lucky.
However, fate had already put a price on this good fortune of the Protoss Royal School of Magic.
Hyperion kept comforting herself, telling herself not to think too much and to look forward. The only difficulty now was the final and most difficult prison break plan.
As long as she can rescue Aunt Talia's best friend, she will have accomplished her mission. She will then have a lot of merits, which will definitely be able to make up for Lanqi's loss, and the goddess will also bless him.
He often walks by the river, and he must be lucky to live a safe life.
"You are so handsome, brother-in-law. My father will definitely support you when the time comes. The Milford family and our allies in the Northwest Province will fully support you in the House of Lords!"
Michela just gave a thumbs up in praise.
"We're not in that kind of relationship."
Lanci and Hyperion said at the same time.
Michela just nodded, and a slight smile appeared on her stiff face, making her look like she was eating melon.
"..."
In the slightly awkward and silent car for a moment, Hyperion had no time to think about anything else and put the increasingly urgent mission first.
She didn't know how to start the conversation, so she asked Lanqi to help her sneak into Helrom Prison.
It might seem a bit too despicable to use Lanqi's power, as he has never been one to abuse his power for personal gain.
Let’s talk to Lanqi later and see if I can... ask him for a little favor.
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Chapter 381: The Meeting between Hyperion and Sigrid
North side of the Protoss Royal School of Magic.
The moonlight filtered through the thick clouds, casting a little light on Gloria's independent mansion on the street. The mansion occupied the entire area and was surrounded by a well-planned courtyard. The vegetation in the courtyard appeared lush dark green in the moonlight, and the water in the fountain pool made a slight gurgling sound under the raindrops.
The windows on the first floor of the mansion were blocked by curtains, and only the faint light coming through the gaps showed that the people in the mansion were still awake.
"Thank you for your hard work along the way."
Lanqi held an umbrella and walked with Hyperion on the school road late at night. In front of them was the residence of Gloria, a direct soldier.
After sending Michela back to the residence that Earl Milford had booked for them at the Royal School of Magic in Protoss, Lanci and Hyperion continued walking north and arrived near Gloria's house in a few minutes.
"Fortunately, everything went smoothly along the way."
Hyperion shook her head. She didn't want Lanqi to know about the danger she encountered in Box Mountain Province. She was afraid that Lanqi would help her take revenge on the Silent Branch.
Thinking back carefully, whenever she was bullied in Ikerit, Lanqi would help her get revenge. She didn't know whether Lanqi did it intentionally or unintentionally, but his motives always seemed great, glorious, and correct.
Even though Lanqi now holds a high position in the Protoss Empire that she has not been able to accept until now, she is well aware of how terrifying the Bishop of Annihilation is. He is a powerful being that even the Ice Witch teacher finds difficult to fight against.
Lanqi smiled and nodded, as if he believed what she said, pushed open the courtyard fence gate with one hand, held the umbrella over Hyperion's head, and walked in with Hyperion.
The wet cobblestone path in the courtyard was even more crystal clear under the moonlight. The rain was falling softly, and the sound of my slow footsteps was almost drowned out.
Hyperion followed Lanci quietly.
She didn't know why Lanqi came here as soon as he returned to school, but she guessed that there was something important for him.
As for Helrom Prison, it seems I will have to ask him later when we are alone together in a safe place.
In today's Protoss Empire, under the absurd law, the Church of Resurrection has become a regular church, while the Church of the Goddess of Destiny has been labeled a cult.
However, Hyperion believed that as a high-ranking official in the empire, Lanci would definitely agree to help the Church of the Goddess of Destiny for the sake of the overall situation.
Although she was not sure how much help Lanch was willing to provide her, and the Ice Witch had repeatedly warned her not to trust any big shots in the Protoss Empire, Hyperion was not worried at all that Lanch would betray her.
Because she simply couldn't imagine the scene where Lanqi would secretly take her to the base of the Church of the Resurrection one day and hand her over to the cultists for trial.
The two arrived at Gloria's door.
"Gloria, it's me."
Lanqi knocked on the door and said.
Soon, someone opened the door of the mansion, and there was not even the sound of footsteps.
Perhaps Gloria, the direct soldier, was already waiting behind the door when she noticed the movement in the courtyard.
"you are back."
Gloria finally used honorifics to address Lanqi and bowed.
"..."
This made Lanqi feel a little uncomfortable.
Gloria's voice did not sound like the respect of a student to the principal or a subordinate to his superior, but rather it carried a sense of submission to her stepfather, as if she was beginning to try to accept the relationship between her stepfather and her mother.
Gloria observed Hyperion for a moment during this silence and discovered that she was about the same age as her. She gradually let down her initial vigilance.
The Son of God probably only likes older women around 30 years old, and a young girl like Hyperion poses no threat to the Bishop.
There are so many young female students in the school, and the Son of God is separated from them by a sadly thick barrier. Only the bishop can have an irreplaceable distance with the Son of God, which fully illustrates the Son of God's psychological age and preferences.
"Go in first."
Lanqi folded the umbrella, handed it to Gloria, and said to Hyperion.