Don't confiscate my identity as a human race-Chapter 1283 - 818 A Peaceful Day at Lance’s House

Intense changes happen every day in the Empire's Special Operations Department.

If one were to detail everything that happened over the past seven days, it could take dozens of chapters, but Cat Boss has conveniently summarized it.

"Lanci, meow, will you take this banner back to Ichrite?"

Cat Boss pawed at Lanci's sleeve cuff and asked.

"Are you going to hang it in the Boss Cat Restaurant?"

Lanci looked at the honor banner with some reluctance.

An official honor banner from the Cerryti Empire's Special Operations Department is a sought-after item not easily found in the northern countries, romantic in nature.

"I don't want my shop to be shut down, meow!"

Cat Boss hastily exclaimed.

Having this banner in the Boss Cat Restaurant would be incredibly bad in nature, practically war criminal cat.

Plus, if Xiu Bao saw this banner, Xiu Bao would probably not take it well.

Being officially recognized with this banner by the spy chief, Red Falcon Nicola, for the past month or so, the Saint Kray Temple has been circulating the notion that patriots should emulate Professor Landry's courage and preeminence.

"Hahaha!"

From a distance on the sofa, Isatia seemed to find something hilarious, chuckling uncontrollably, her legs flapping on the couch.

"Little kitty, little kitty, could you pass me the chips? Lime flavor, please."

Isatia looked over from the sofa to the dining room and asked.

She was lying on the couch, engrossed in the Empire program on the Magic Crystal Screen, not wanting to get up, then realized she had an Elf Cat at home excellent at telekinesis.

"No problem, meow."

Cat Boss's tail rose, the cupboard door of the dining area opened, and the snacks inside slowly floated towards Isatia, who caught them from the air.

"Thank you!"

Isatia cheerfully thanked him and tore open the chips, leisurely picking up a chip and moving it to her mouth.

Cat Boss found it hard to believe this was the Duchess of the Alansar Family.

Isatia now has also changed her appearance with a new Transformation Card, looking just like any low-grade student easily found in the Saint Kray Monastery.

"Isatia, you've just recovered from an injury, it's better to eat fewer snacks for a while, if you want dietary pastries, your sister is always ready to make them for you."

Lanci's gaze shifted slightly from the newspaper to Isatia on the living room sofa.

Talia had been in the kitchen preparing breakfast early in the morning; any dessert Isatia wanted could be made.

The long-term erosion of the Blood King's Divine Fire is akin to suffering from a serious illness, and after a hard-won recovery, you should take more time to nurture your body.

"Okay, brother! Just this pack!"

Isatia obediently promised.

She had been eating snacks even when the Blood King's Divine Fire was eroding her, so now that the Poison is cured, eating snacks shouldn't be a problem.

And just like how her sister eats without getting fat, she doesn't have to worry about gaining weight from this small amount; their Demon World Royal Family's genes are just too strong.

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Cat Boss, on the dining room table, seemed to sense something.

"No, Lanci, meow, why do you sound so much like her brother now?"

Cat Boss discovered that after a week of living together, the way Lanci and Isatia interacted with each other had subtly changed.

It was like Isatia had influenced Lanci.

"Hiss."

Lanci put down the newspaper and pondered his recent words.

That's not right.

He thought that since Isatia moved in, he had to make her understand the hierarchy—her lineage is higher.

Yet, as they talked, it became like this.

"Lanci, you might want to think early about how you're going to explain this to Hugh, meow."

Cat Boss suggested, thinking it was a lost cause.

All because Isatia's sisterly vibe is too strong, and Lanci always had that old headmaster-like caring for students disposition.

It's difficult for the two of them to not fall into a little sister and big brother dynamic.

"Stop joking, Cat Boss."

Lanci grabbed the Little Black Coal, shaking it as he spoke to it.

Cat Boss was not only failing to think of solutions but was directly planning for the worst.

Now he felt only the cat could be relied on in critical times.

"Meow meow, Lanci, you have to figure it out yourself."

Cat Boss always thought it would not get used to Lanci, but ever since it went all out to save him, Lanci has never stopped it from reporting again.

This kid still has a "heart."

"We can start eating soon."

Talia began to bring out the freshly baked pastries from the kitchen, placing them on the dining table, and speaking to Lanci, the Cat Boss, and Isatia, who was far away on the sofa.