The following morning.
To the north of Chinston City, the sturdy city gate made of cold iron, worn by ti, bore deep imprints and mottled traces, still guarding the safety and dignity of this land.
The City-State Guard Knights on either side of the city gate held their spears and shields, their eyes steadfastly watching the distance, as if telling people with their posture that this was sacred and inviolable land.
At this mont, Viscount Levin Chinston, the city-state’s lord, dressed in a deep blue nobleman’s suit, personally ca to the gate to bid farewell. By his side were his beautiful daughter and handso son-in-law, hand in hand, their faces graced with light smiles.
The guards at the entrance of the city saw the lord, promptly standing to attention with serious expressions, saluting him.
Viscount Levin Chinston nodded slightly, indicating that they needn’t stand on ceremony.
At this mont, his gaze was very gentle, brimming with gratitude, but he didn’t say much, leaving the farewells to Shaar.
"Teacher Rocky McCarthy, Miss Sikder, thank you for your help."
Shaar bowed deeply to the two closest to the gate, ready to leave. When he raised his head again, his eyes were full of reluctance and a hint of wanting to keep them around.
"Shaar, see you in our capital city, Herram."
Lanci spread his arms, letting Shaar excitedly hug him before waving goodbye in a composed manner.
Shaar is a young man with limitless potential, not inferior to his senior sister Zestira of Demon Race lineage.
Though their current rankings are still quite low, they have already embarked on the right path to cultivation. Given their talent, perhaps in a few years, they will beco standout figures in the sixth-order.
As for advancing to the seventh-order, in addition to reaching the peak of the sixth-order, one also needs to gather materials that align with their temperant to inscribe their title, thereby greatly improving their basic attributes and passive abilities in line with their title’s requirents.
The sa applies to the eighth and the ninth-orders.
The compatibility of the materials directly affects the difficulty of success, and the higher the quality of the core materials, the higher the difficulty. Each failure will cause damage to oneself and a regression in magic power, and a short period of ti will pass before one can inscribe their title again.
Generally speaking, those with the qualifications and opportunities to summit the seventh order try their best to get materials of as high a compatibility and quality as possible for their most important first ti title inscription. However, because of this, many strong powers who have been settled at sixth stage for many years find themselves stuck at this hurdle, unable to ascend to the ranks of the world’s true powerhouses.
But for Lanci, such considerations are still premature.
"Do you want to accompany you further north?"
Shaar asked with a hint of worry.
He rembered the first ti he t the two, they were lost in the snowy woods.
"No need to worry, the way to the North Border Province is quite recognizable, and I’ve bought this book, ’A Snowfield Map Even a 3-Year-Old Can Understand’."
As Lanci reassuringly spoke to Shaar, he pulled out a book.
Lanci knew that Shaar would not want to be separated from Lilith even for a second at this ti. It was best to let the young people, who shared similar feelings, stay together.
"You..."
Sikder always felt like Lanci was insulting her, but in a very annoying way. However, she had no evidence.
"Huh."
Shaar couldn’t help but laugh, his eyes bearing a hint of regret and anticipation.
He hoped that by the next ti he ran into this pair, they would be together.
"..."
On the opposite side of him, the cat boss on Lanci’s shoulder poked out its head and squinted its eyes for a long while, understanding Shaar’s expression.
So it turns out that Shaar is in the ’Lanci-Sikder’ faction.
But Cat boss didn’t think too highly of this.
At first, it supported ’Lanci-Shaar’, and after getting to know Xiu Bao, it felt that ’Lanci-Xiu’ was also good. Only the ’Lanci-Sikder’ route seed too odd.
Despite Sikder seeming calm and harmless, she was a dangerous demon as destructive as Bishop Ivanos of Destruction and Archbishop Fa Mo of Decay. All it would take is a thought from her to want to kill everyone around her.
This villainess, who greatly differed from the boy in terms of her faction, status, and power, cannot simply be regarded as a third female lead because of her gender!
Stepping back ten thousand steps, there rarely is a situation where a third female lead, who only makes her appearance midway, erges as the winner!
The more Cat Boss thought about it, the more assured it felt.
Even though Lanci had done quite a few irreversible things on the Northern Continent, as long as he didn’t end up having emotional entanglents with Sigrid, there wouldn’t be any major issues.
...
After saying goodbye to his friends in Chinston City, Lanci and Sikder stepped out of the city gate.
Suddenly, the wind from the snowfields, carrying the chilling and piercing cold of the north, blew against their faces.
The distant sky over the snowfield remained gray, and as they moved further forward, the small snowflakes in the sky seed to beco denser, dancing in the wind and singing ceaseless songs for this boundless white world.
"The favorability points I painstakingly increased for you will probably get deducted in a few days."
As the two once again stepped onto the endless icy snowfield, Sikder was holding a small notebook, recording the favorability points Lanci had just lost.
Lanci hesitated for a mont.
"What’s the point of having high favorability points... If they do beco extrely high, what substantial benefits would there be apart from ensuring that you take with you when you run away?"
Scrunching his brows in confusion, Lanci eventually voiced his doubts.
"... I’ll keep that a secret for now."
After thinking for a while, Sikder confidently responded.
"You — you don’t have a clue, do you?"
Lanci stared at Sikder’s purple eyes. He had a feeling that she just hesitated.
She probably couldn’t co up with an answer right away, so she simply changed her answer.
"It’s more exciting to improvise. Anyway, you should just keep improving your favorability points. I promise it won’t be detrintal to you."
Sikder confidently instructs Lanci.
"..."
Lanci had a feeling that she was making empty promises.
Just like the typical sly behavior of a boss.
This reminded him of another bankrupt female boss he knew. Although she had an odd personality, she was thodical in her actions, and there were no surprises with her.
On the other hand, Sikder was indeed straightforward, but also unpredictable.
One could only say that won who can’t get married usually have so problems.
While Lanci was lost in his own thoughts, wandering through the snow.
"By the way, do you know anyone who can use mind-reading magic?"
Suddenly, Sikder asked.
"No, why do you ask?"
Lanci turned his head with a naturally confused expression.
"That’s good because I’d hate if my Saint Heir suddenly disappeared one day."
Sikder let out a cold laugh and sighed.
She was certain that Lanci just had so extrely impolite thoughts. Without any evidence, she was able to make this statent.
She was very tolerant of Lanci and wouldn’t do anything to him.
But if it were soone else, especially a woman with a bad temper, it would be a different story.
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