Don't confiscate my identity as a human race-Chapter 1296 - 823: Lanci’s Intentions

The next morning.

"——So,"

"that's how things are."

The dining room in Professor Landry's mansion was adorned with a grand chandelier whose hundreds of crystal droplets dazzled under the light, reflecting the silhouettes of the few people sitting on either side of the table on its mirror-like marble floor.

They were seated at the table, waiting for the Cat Boss to finish preparing breakfast while recounting the events of the past few months.

With the mansion doors shut, the world seemed to grow quiet, even the drizzling rain and the sound of the stream outside the courtyard seemed to lessen.

After dozens of minutes recounting the story.

"I tried to convince Miss Unity that I was one of her own, Talia saw everything, but for some reason, she just wouldn't believe me. She took me for a Cerryti Empire person, so there was nothing I could do but simply act as an Empire person and cooperate with her. That was also a perfect way to blend into the Empire's Special Operations Department, and then there was the assassination attempt on me last night."

Lanci recounted to the four from the Great Demon Clan the key turning points from Huadu to reaching the Cerryti Empire at the dining table.

"Mhm, mhm."

The dining room was filled with the scents of cotton candy by the fireplace, white mochas, and hot chocolate with whipped cream.

Antanas and Sinola each held a mug in their hands, sipping while listening to Lanci's narrative.

Almis and Pranay, on the other hand, appeared much more composed, listening quietly.

"As expected, it has to be you."

Pranay felt that his own level of undercover skills was nowhere near Lanci's.

Just like back in the Northern Continent in the Protoss Empire, not a single person doubted Rocky McCarthy was an outsider, instead, they embraced him as the leader who would realize the dream of a new empire.

"I have a question."

Antanas raised her hand.

"Ask."

Lanci signaled her to proceed with her query.

"Why is Isatia here?"

Antanas looked towards the little cutie who was dozing off next to Lanci.

She still found it astonishing that Lanci had managed to find Hugh's mother.

This efficiency was somewhat unbelievable.

Originally, Lanci's skill at locating people was already astounding when he brought the three old friends from the Demon World back from the Northern Continent for Talia. Now, after repeated confirmations, Antanas felt it more and more incredible.

Now all that's left is to help Hugh find his father, Duke Migaya, and Lanci's main mission would be nearing its conclusion.

"Isatia... Miss, she was actually hiding deep underground in the Bulida Mafia, waiting for the moment to strike back at the Blood Clan. Our goal was to dig out the Blood Clan hidden in the Cerryti Empire, so it was due to an accident that we met."

Lanci added the honorific he would normally use only after mentioning Isatia's name.

Having spent this much time with Isatia, he had gradually started to call her by her name directly.

"So when you met, you didn't fight?"

Antanas nervously probed.

She knew Isatia's character well.

Although Isatia seemed harmless enough in her own Demon World,

she could be as cruel as it got to her enemies.

To inadvertently bump into Isatia and not win her trust would mean they would likely start fighting without a second thought.

"It was a mis... misunderstanding; it was Lanci with Sister Thalia who found me, so after a brief exchange we recognized each other as allies."

Isatia struggled to correct herself, as she still subconsciously wanted to call Lanci 'brother.'

"Cough, that day it was a good thing I had Talia with me, otherwise I might really have been captured."

Lanci, with a chill running down his spine, coughed lightly and spoke.

Fortunately, Isatia refrained from calling out, otherwise, it would also be embarrassing in front of the other familiar demons.

By now, Isatia must have clearly understood the interpersonal relationships within Ichrite from what Almis had told her.

"I see."

Both Sinola and Antanas seemed to realize the situation.

"It's a good thing Talia was with you, otherwise Isatia might have really tied you to a surgical table and transformed you."

Almis commented.

Talia truly was the most venerable and helpful princess of the Demon World, crucial at any given time.

"Yes, yes, indeed."

Isatia, her emotions extremely complicated, echoed the sentiment.

"Isatia, don't panic. It's not a big deal, we almost attacked Lanci ourselves at first; he won't mind."

Antanas naturally assumed Isatia's unnatural expression at the moment was due to the embarrassment over her encounter with Lanci that day.

"Moreover, Hugh is actually an angelic girl, and we all love her the most. It was because she used the profane power of the ancient Demon King Melogas that she turned out like that yesterday. She doesn't even remember what happened, so you don't need to worry."

Sinola told Isatia about Hugh.

As Hugh's closest friend now, Sinola was always defending her.

"Don't worry, I've explained it to Isatia this morning."

The Snow Witch Almis added.

"Mhm, mhm."

Isatia nodded continuously, avoiding looking directly at the other old friends.

The good news was that her daughter hadn't turned bad.

The bad news was that her daughter and sister had fallen for the same man.

If Lanci became her son-in-law, then if she accidentally called Lanci 'brother' later on, how would Hugh react...

Yet she had come to view Lanci as a supremely reliable older brother figure through their time together. If she had to address her brother with the attitude of an elder, Isatia just couldn't bring herself to do it; even calling Lanci by his name felt too impolite.

"Let's skip that question for now."

Lanci clapped his hands, capturing everyone's attention.