Chapter 321: Lanqi will serve as the Governor

of Snowfield Province On the highest VIP stand of the Kingston City Arena, Viscount Black Bonn found it hard to accept that the victory was decided in just a few seconds, and he couldn't even fully accept that Char's punches and kicks ended the competition faster than a blade.

The veins on his forehead were throbbing wildly, and he seemed to be trying his best to resist the urge to order his men to kill Char and the two bastards from the Protoss Royal School of Magic. He clenched his cane that was leaning on the ground.

He first stared at Char, then his gaze shifted to Ranch and Cid in the far end of the stands.

"Professor Mage... I want to deal with those two students. Do you have any objection?"

Viscount Blackbone made a horrible trembling sound without even opening his teeth.

It's all the fault of those two troublemakers...!!

"no problem."

Mechi nodded.

"You will become the governor anyway, and I will help you deal with the Imperial Capital."

Mechi knew very well that he should follow Viscount Blackbone's mood at this time.

Viscount Blackbone nodded, stood up, walked towards the stands where the dignitaries of the Snowfield Province were, and invited them to walk to the side where Viscount Levin Kingston was.

The glittering silver building of the Knights' Arena was reflected on the wrought iron fence of the VIP stand. A large group of nobles were slowly gathering and walking from their seats. Their ornate attire and the scent of irises between their ranks sparkled brightly in the snowy winter sun, making the atmosphere of the competition that had just ended even more solemn.

As they approached, the people who had not yet left the stands felt the change and began to move away. The side of the stands that was originally crowded with Viscount Levin Kingston gradually became much emptier.

Some people didn't dare to look directly, but just looked at the empty venue, pretending to be still watching the end. Some held their children's hands tightly, reminding them not to make any noise. The stands were instantly shrouded in this sudden silence and depression.

"Levin, congratulations on getting a good son-in-law, but... isn't he a little too ruthless?"

Viscount Blackburn, leaning on a cane, stood in the aisle not far from where Viscount Leven Kingston was sitting.

"I will pay for the medical expenses."

Viscount Levin Kingston's eyes were only focused on Char, who was being taken care of by the medical staff he had arranged long ago at the side of the arena in the distance. His eyes were full of gentleness.

"Medical expenses?! Can you afford it?!"

Seeing Levin's nonchalant attitude, Viscount Black Bone could no longer suppress his hatred. "Regarding the matter of the Governor of Snowfield Province, please express your opinion. If you still want to get away with it today, don't blame us for being enemies in the future!"

A crazy sneer appeared on Viscount Blackbone's lips, and his clear voice was like an icy dagger, piercing the eardrums of everyone present.

Many people in Kingston City who had not yet retreated showed expressions of horror.

The lords behind Viscount Blackburn either looked directly at Viscount Leven Kingston or looked away with a slight apology, but they always stood on the side of Viscount Blackburn and Professor Machiavelli.

Even the common people understood what Viscount Bonn meant.

He began to threaten Viscount Kingston.

The other lords have agreed to Viscount Blackbone becoming governor.

If Viscount Leven Kingston still does not agree, then next, the city of Kingston, which has become the mortal enemy of Viscount Blackbone, will be excluded from the Snowfield Province and be besieged by the Ghost Party.

It is even difficult to guess whether Viscount Black is pushing the Spectre Party behind the scenes.

It is very likely that what Kingston will encounter next is the destruction of the city and the death of its people! Viscount Black Bonn's gloomy eyes swept over Lanqi and Sid, and then looked at Professor Mechi beside him, with a sneer on his lips, as if telling them that no matter what the result, the two of them would never leave the Snowfield Province.

For a moment, the temperature above the entire arena dropped sharply. The discussions and noises of the past became a thing of the past. The faces of the residents of Kingston were full of tension and fear. There was an indescribable depression in the air. Everyone's heartbeat seemed to be fighting against the silence around them. Time seemed to be stretched, and the second hand moved abnormally slowly.

At the core of the entire arena, the Lord of Kingston City, dressed in a dark blue embroidered robe, looked extremely isolated and vulnerable at this moment.

People were waiting nervously, hoping that he would give an answer that would reassure everyone, but the oppressive feeling in the atmosphere was growing stronger and stronger, making it possible for the whole scene to explode completely at any time due to the ignition of the fuse.

However.

Only Lanqi, who was sitting next to him, gently pressed on Viscount Leven Kingston's shoulder.

His gaze met Viscount Leven Kingston's, which seemed to tell him that he could take care of the rest.

"Everyone, let me just say a few words."

Lanqi raised his hand. Although his movement was slow, his deep and steady voice gave people a sense of calmness like a stable anchor in the storm, which made the other nobles look at him in confusion.

He took out a few simple sketches from his pocket.

"These are portraits of the deans of each department. If you are really a senior official, Professor Mechi, you should be able to recognize at least some of them, right?"

The nobles originally did not intend to pay much attention.

But at just one glance, I was attracted and shocked by the painting in his hands.

These portraits all have delicate brushstrokes and deep emotions, as if each painting has a story waiting to be discovered, or as if they were just a few portraits drawn by the young man in front of them. At this moment, they couldn't help but imagine and speculate what kind of masterpieces these drafts would become if they became real paintings! Even Viscount Blackbone was surprised, and a trace of greed and deeper malice flashed in his eyes.

Silence permeated the stands.

The other nobles had heard that the young man who created Char was a student of the Protoss Royal School of Magic.

The meaning of his questions to Professor Mech was very clear. He was openly questioning the authenticity of Professor Mech's identity and at the same time undermining Viscount Blackbone.

Logically speaking, they should speak up to defend Professor Mech at this moment.

but.

Out of selfishness.

Several other nobles also wanted to take this opportunity to let Lanqi identify it for them.

So they all chose to stare in tacit understanding, without saying anything for the time being.

"Of course I know their names."

Mechi's voice remained majestic, and he was not moved at all by Lanqi's questioning.

"My question is not about their names, but that in this school, teachers' authority is also internally defined at different levels, from the highest level zero to the lowest level nine. Please tell me what level of authority each of them has."

Lanqi asked again with a calm smile.

Suddenly, Meqi's expression froze and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

He understood that this was a psychological war.

He really had no idea whether there was a new level rule in the Protoss Royal Academy of Magic.

If you deny it outright, and the other party immediately produces evidence to prove that sequence rules do exist in the school, then you will be exposed immediately!

But if I continue to agree with what the other person says, he or she can then say that there is no such rule in the school at all.

Damn little bastard!

"I'm very sorry, but teachers' internal information cannot be disclosed to the public. Don't try to get information from me and then use it to threaten other teachers."

Mechi suppressed his anger and replied with a slight smile.

If I hadn't reacted quickly and come up with a response, I might have been forced into a dead end by the sudden turn of the question.

He already had murderous intent in his heart. Once this moment was over, he would make sure that Viscount Blackbone killed these two guys as soon as possible to eliminate future troubles! "Oh? The authority levels of teachers in our school are publicized, right? All open and transparent."

Lanqi smiled meaningfully and took out a copy of "Protoss Royal School of Magic - Admissions Brochure" from his pocket. It was the 1798 edition of the Solar Calendar, which was just published this year.

It seemed like he was teasing Mechi the entire time, and Sid, who was sitting in the back, couldn't help but smile with his hands covering his mouth.

“This is fake!!”

Mechi immediately bit the bullet and pointed at the book in Lanqi's hand.

The reaction now must be swift and any hesitation will make it seem like there is something wrong.

"You haven't even seen it, how can you say it's fake?"

Lanci questioned in confusion.

The other nobles' eyes twitched slightly at this point.

The guy holding the enrollment brochure's movements just now were natural, but there were so many misleading false movements and words in them that he couldn't tell which sentence was a trap, and what new trap would be set off after he answered.

"I've been away from the academy for a while. This is a newly issued brochure. Your attitude is very unfriendly, so it will naturally cause me to misunderstand. You know, students like you always try your best to step on the teacher's head."

Mechi could only put his fist in front of his mouth and change the topic as if to ease the embarrassment, trying to make up his mind.

“…”

Despite this, other dignitaries began to exchange glances with each other, and they all began to doubt Mechi's authenticity.

There was nothing wrong with Mechi's logic, but there were many unconvincing flaws in his consecutive reactions.

Or if a person's status is real, then no matter what kind of temptation he is subjected to, he should not reveal any flaws! However, Lanqi's temptation made people feel that there was something wrong with Meqi.

If Professor Mechi was really fake, they had caused a misunderstanding in front of two old students of the Protoss Royal Academy of Magic, and it would probably become a big laughing stock in the imperial capital.

But the problem is that Professor Mechi's deeds happen to match those of a recent figure in the Imperial Capital... This has been verified by the Imperial Capital Investigation Team.

"Can you please let us see this enrollment brochure?"

Finally, a middle-aged nobleman in a formal suit stepped forward and asked Lanqi.

At this moment, everyone knew that this young man was extraordinary. His absolutely calm attitude and status made them all begin to believe in one fact - what this young man said was the truth.

"you?!"

Viscount Blackbone raised his cane slightly, a little panicked.

Every page of the admissions brochure has the magic seal of the Protoss Royal School of Magic, and its authenticity is easy to identify.

They had the admission brochures from previous years for comparison, and the magic seal could not be forged unless they could steal the ancient magic device in the school that could stamp the seal.

then.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Under the scrutiny of a group of nobles.

From beginning to end, no information about Mechi was seen on it.

"It must be at the back. The information of the deans of the departments is at the back."

Viscount Bonn's heartbeat quickened as he pointed his cane at the dignitaries who were flipping through the enrollment brochure.

The result is that the name Mechi is never seen.

Mechi's eyes darted left and right, seeming to become more and more anxious.

"No matter what, Levin, you have to remember what happened today! One day I will settle accounts with you!"

Viscount Blackbone turned and shouted to Viscount Leven Kingston, with a hint of intention to leave.

Anyway, even if Professor Mechi really has a problem and his plan to take office as governor today fails, he still has a chance to contact the Ghost Party and take revenge on these damn guys! But the next second.

Viscount Bonn, who was about to leave, was stopped by the knights of the Kingston City Knights. Viscount Black Bonn's guards also had a tense confrontation with the knights.

"Levin?! What do you mean? Is there still law? Do you want to harm me in front of other lords?!"

Viscount Blackbone could no longer bear it and turned back to question Viscount Leven Kingston, while looking at the other lords.

However, he discovered that the other nobles were flipping through the enrollment brochure and were completely stunned after seeing a certain page.

A long period of silence passed, and no one spoke for him.

The noble holding the book, as if out of kindness, raised it with his stiff arm and showed it to Viscount Blackbone.

"Come, Viscount Bonn, tell me whose name is signed on the last page of this book."

Lanqi leaned back in his chair, with a faint smile on his face, and looked up and asked.

This moment.

Viscount Bonn's throat trembled and he could not make any sound. He only stared with his eyes wide open as if he had seen a ghost.

Only the noble beside him read out those words for him.

Very quiet, yet noisy.

The short name, like a magic sound, lingered in Viscount Bonn's ears and could not be dispelled.

Soon, under the order of Viscount Leven Kingston, the guards also arrested Viscount Blackbone, Professor Machiavelli and their guards.

The entire process became faster.

The witnesses and evidence of Viscount Blackbone's collusion with the Ghost Party to murder the Imperial Count Char Candice have been handed over to Viscount Levin Kingston by Lanqi. According to the regulations, he can be detained in the prison in Kingston City until the traffic is restored.

If Viscount Blackbone is dissatisfied, he will have to go to the Supreme Court in the imperial capital of Helrom later.

The nobles around looked at this sudden revelation and change, and were hesitant to speak, feeling that they had caused a huge misunderstanding.

The most important thing is that if the man in front of them hadn't come in person, none of them would be able to escape responsibility if the truth came out! "Sorry, Mr. Rocky McCarthy, it's our fault, please forgive us!"

"It's okay. I don't blame you. You are also victims. I will keep this matter a secret for you to avoid damaging your reputation in the imperial capital."

Lanqi shook his head and raised his hand again to signal them not to be so restrained.

“…”

This caused the other nobles to fall silent again for a moment.

This Rocky McCarthy seemed like a very friendly and affable person, but he also seemed to be speaking in slang.

He only needed to casually talk about it a few times in school and spread the story among teachers and noble students. Within a day, all the nobles of the Snow Plain Province would be carved on the pillar of shame and whipped...

"I came to the north this time only to launch a series of special rectification plans for the chaos in the Snow Plain Province. Are you willing to support me?"

Lanqi asked succinctly.

"Of course, Mr. McCarthy."

In this situation, no noble responded to Lanqi without hesitation.

"Very good. When you see me in the imperial capital in a month, what are you going to call me?"

Lanqi stood up, put his hands behind his back and looked to the south, as if he was looking at the imperial capital Helrom in the distance.

"Governor Rocky McCarthy."

Viscount Leven Kingston stood up from the side and bowed to Lanqi.

The rest of the nobles soon followed one by one.

The post of governor of Snowfield Province now only lacks an inauguration ceremony and sending an official letter to the imperial capital.

Such a capable gentleman as the principal of the Protoss Royal Academy of Magic is willing to serve as their governor. He does not seek responsibility but helps them solve the mess. No matter how he will distribute and coordinate the several city-states, today is the best result for them.

No one dared to say whether they were convinced or not.

They only knew one thing, that his noble sense of responsibility and sincerity were absolutely genuine, and he happened to have the abilities to match them.

The man in front of him might make the Protoss Empire great again.

…

On the seats in the arena not far away.

"Well, let's give him a little more favorability."

Sid stretched lazily, as if he had just woken up, and the bones in his waist and spine made a creaking sound. He felt that with this Holy Son around, he didn't have to worry about anything.

After hearing this, Boss Cat looked at Lanqi who was being escorted away by a group of nobles, then looked at Sid, and was too shy to say anything.

"What do you want to say?"

Sid asked with a smile.

Boss Cat hesitated for a while, but still looked at Sid.

"You wouldn't...really like him..."

The cat boss stammered that he was very worried that Lanqi would really be favored by the Catholic Tyrant, and that would mean that even if he fled back to the South Continent, he would not be able to get away with it.

"I'm raising him as my son. How could I fall in love with a boy who is so much younger than me? Who do you think I am?"

Only at this moment, Sid's eyes turned a little cold, causing the cat owner to feel a chill, and his dark cat hair stood up, as if he had felt the bone-chilling terror when he first saw the bishop.

Boss Cat understood.

Although she enjoyed it, she could clearly distinguish between games and reality, or it could be said that her heart had always been extremely cold and had never changed.

"call……"

The cat owner curled up into a ball after the fright, but couldn't stop his heart from pounding, yet he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as Sigrid doesn't fall in love with Lanqi, nothing serious will happen on this trip to the Northern Continent.

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