Don't confiscate my identity as a human race Chapter 780 - 681: Even a Dog Would Kick Lanci - Part 2

"Every industry has been experienced, with a particular expertise in education and managent."

Lanci sipped his tea and replied.

"Then your experiences are truly diverse."

Christina just intended to get a brief understanding and didn’t plan to probe further.

She would believe it even if he said he had mixed with the Rebirth Church.

"So, let’s talk business. Enon, Miss Christina plans to go to the Sacred Silvervine Arena today to watch the Platinum Level Card Maker exam. Would you accompany the young miss and protect her along the way?"

Lanci looked toward Enon and asked.

"...Could another maid from the house go with the young miss instead?"

Enon gazed at the crimson surface of her tea without looking up.

"First, you are Miss Christina’s personal maid. Compared to working in this house, you belong to her more as a private employee."

Lanci said to Enon in a asured tone,

"Second, the cookmaids, waiting maids, and study maids of the house are all strong mbers of the Demon Race, but actually, they aren’t as strong as you. You need to have more confidence in yourself."

"..."

Enon fell silent.

She seed to find no reason or rebuttal to escape the butler’s words.

"Enon, are you afraid that your enemies will discover you and then endanger Miss Christina?"

Lanci inquired further.

"..."

Enon appeared reluctant to admit it but eventually nodded while clutching her skirt.

"Rest assured, the Northern District of Poson is protected by a secure city Barrier. Unless the entire Parriet is conquered or the Barrier is overloaded, not even an Eight-order Strongman within Parriet’s city limits can act without being suppressed and hunted down. Although the Sector 6 where the Sacred Silvervine Arena is located is closer to the Demon World of Poson, it is still part of human society. Those enemies who want to harm you can’t just act recklessly."

Lanci elaborately explained the workings of Parriet’s Barrier.

In the capital of an eastern powerhouse like Parriet, even a Great Priest cannot easily engage in combat within the town. It is only permissible in the wilderness, special venues, and the Artificial Shadow World.

"Miss Christina wants you to accompany her, not only because you are her personal maid but more importantly because she is very fond of you. She considers you a unique friend and playmate. So only if you go with her will she be completely satisfied. If you would like to reciprocate her goodwill, why not consider it, Enon?"

Lanci’s eyes and tone carried a hint of insinuation, causing Enon’s expression to waver. Torn between wanting to retreat and having nowhere to escape, she turned her cheek aside and gazed at the floor.

"Then I will go."

Enon murmured softly, glancing at the blond young miss through the gap between her red fringes.

Leaning back in his chair, Lanci looked toward Christina, his triumphant gaze as if asking her, wasn’t that a simple solution to the problem?

"..."

Christina covertly gave him a thumbs up. She found the butler’s habitual way of speaking quite absurd, thinking he must have been involved in sothing like pyramid sches or fraud before.

"Still, what exactly makes you so wary, Enon? You’re actually afraid of getting Miss Christina involved, aren’t you?"

Lanci pondered for a mont before asking Enon.

He could roughly guess the reason for Enon’s hesitance.

She was concerned that her so-called enemies would co after her.

That’s why she was reluctant to leave the Count’s Mansion if she could help it.

"I have a vague feeling that I might arrange my hatred for my enemies in a ranking... and then the number one enemy who almost killed and caused to lose my mory is extrely dangerous... definitely difficult to deal with..."

Enon struggled to recall but couldn’t piece together any information, just a deep-seated discomfort as if it were etched into her bones.

"You do have that habit of arranging things very clearly in order when it cos to work."

Lanci comnted.

He often encouraged Enon’s strengths and good habits.

"According to your guess, or perhaps just an impression, who do you think is stronger, your enemy or ? After all, it seems like you really hated before at the Sacred Silvervine Arena. Maybe I’m also on the ranking list."

He asked Enon.

"No, I don’t know."

Enon shook her head,

"But you are definitely not my enemy."

Enon stated firmly.

"Enon, in fact, if you hadn’t lost to that day, you might not have been chased by the Diamond Gang of the Demon World of Poson afterward."

Lanci smiled nonchalantly.

He and Christina had already told Enon the story of how they first t her and why Viscount Hammond hated Christina and Enon so much, all starting from that proxy competition in the Sacred Silvervine Arena.

"No, Christina and you are the two kindest people to ."

Enon shook her head resolutely, as if this was sothing she was very sure about,

"If you had wanted to harm or deceive , you wouldn’t have let know the truth so openly. I don’t know about before I lost my mory, but I understand now."

She lifted her gaze, looking directly at Christina and Lanci.

"Eh, Enon, is it like a favorite’s ranking?"

Christina asked excitedly, embracing Enon.

She had been unable to grasp Enon’s emotional changes over the past few days and was worried her own excessive enthusiasm might be putting Enon in a difficult position. Now, it seed that Enon just wasn’t good at expressing herself.

"I’m going to work."

This ti, Enon didn’t acknowledge the suggestion, breaking free from Christina’s hold and leaving after an embarrassed curtsy.

"Enon, then what if one day you regain your mory, would you angrily seek to take revenge on ? Honestly, when we parted that day, you, with your hood and red hair, didn’t seem like soone who would just let things go."