Chapter 707: The Beginning of Lanqi's Imperial Legend

End of September.

Botswana Province in the south of the Kara Empire.

Golden leaves fluttered in the breeze, and the sun shone through the thin clouds and fell on the roof of the magic train together with the autumn leaves. The train slowly stopped at the platform and the passengers rushed to the door.

At the end of the passengers, an old gentleman was carrying a suitcase in one hand, waiting leisurely on the platform until the passengers in front of him gradually got on the train.

He was wearing gloves and leaning on a cane. He was tall and looked to be about sixty years old, but still stood straight.

His angular face, high cheekbones and deep eye sockets made his eyes look lively. Although wrinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes, they could not conceal his bright gaze.

Her graying hair was slightly curly, neatly trimmed, meticulously combed, and tied into a small braid at the back of her head.

The old gentleman took a deep breath of the cool autumn air and stood still like a chess player.

[Lovia, from Gran Waverly, the northern border of the Cremorne Empire, a 62-year-old publisher, a border civilian with a little savings, who wanted to come to the imperial capital of Brillda to do some business.]

——This is his new identity after coming to the Kremlin Empire.

To be honest, Lanqi had never played an old man before, so he could only try his best to imitate the usual posture of Professor Bolao, whom he was most familiar with.

Lanqi carefully examined his outfit in the reflection of the carriage to make sure there were no flaws before walking slowly towards the train.

There were far fewer passengers in the aisle of the carriage than when the train first arrived at the station.

Lanqi walked in with his luggage and felt that the room was very spacious.

"Sir, please show me your ticket."

A polite flight attendant appeared in front and blocked Lanqi's way.

He took the bill out of his pocket and handed it over calmly.

"Welcome aboard the Brillda Magic Train. Room 404, please go straight to carriage 4, room 4. Have a pleasant journey!"

The flight attendant took another look at the handsome old man, verified it with the equipment in his hand, and immediately stepped aside to point out the direction for Lanqi.

"Thanks."

Lanqi nodded and took the ticket.

The interior decoration of the train is simple and elegant, with patterns carved on the mahogany box, exuding the subtle fragrance of aged wood.

"Four-zero-three, four-zero-four..."

Lanqi walked along the aisle, silently reciting the number plate on the door, and soon found his own compartment.

He opened the door and walked in.

Since it is only a short-distance train and there are no berths, each compartment should have two passengers. However, it is relatively luxurious and comfortable, with wide seats and spacious storage racks.

After placing his luggage on the rack, Lanqi sat upright on the soft cushion, relaxing both physically and mentally.

At this moment, he was wearing an elegant black coat in the style of Cremorne, with dark gold patterns embroidered on the collar and cuffs, and a dark green shirt underneath. He looked like a businessman, albeit a publisher of unknown significance.

Originally maintaining this identity, the Person spy, Mr. Lovia, is a publisher, knowledgeable and insightful. He can talk about literature, history and philosophy. Fortunately, Lanqi also knows a little about them and is capable of playing the role.

It would be nice to have a more convenient identity.

Lanqi couldn't help but support his chin and look out the car window, thinking.

Once you enter the capital, Blildha, it will be more troublesome to get a new identity and change it. It requires a lot of intelligence and preparation, and you will be discovered if you are not careful.

Suddenly he missed Frey very much. Investigating evidence and gathering intelligence were detective Frey's specialties. When he was working on cases with Frey in the royal capital of Ikerit, he had never seen a lock that Frey couldn't open or evidence that he couldn't get.

It has been almost a year since I last saw Frey before going to the Northern Continent.

Whenever he went to ask his acquaintances in Ikerit College about Frey, neither President Monast nor Secretary Luvisil mentioned anything. Only the president hinted to Lanci that Frey might have gone south when he said goodbye.

The south of the Kingdom of Hutton is either the South Wantina Border Territory or the vast territory of the Krewe Empire in the south.

Outside the car window, there are endless green mountains. As far as the eye can see, the mountains are full of autumn colors and the forests are dyed in all colors, which is a beautiful sight.

His new face was reflected in the double-layered glass.

Lanqi slowly withdrew his hand that was supporting his chin. The old man shouldn't make such a gesture.

Should be more mature and dignified.

And there was something strange about touching the mask with gloved hands.

But in order to hide one's identity, these are all necessary. Makeup alone cannot turn one into a sixty-year-old man.

"Is it difficult for you to play an elderly person?"

Talia sent a thought into Ranki's mind.

She finds it troublesome to see Lanqi putting on makeup every day.

Although Talia, who has become the Crazy Love Demon King, is not as lively as the Great Love Poet, after coming to the Krei Empire, she has to maintain the magic card state most of the time. Except for waking up, she watches Lanqi's life. Gradually, she finds that she can only chat with him to pass the time.

"It's a blessing that he's not a woman."

Lanqi sighed in his heart.

Since Nigel had said at the beginning that in order to ensure absolute safety and reliability, a suitable identity might not be available, and Lanqi also asked Nigel to speed up, in the end this identity was the only one that could ensure absolute safety and was barely sufficient.

This elderly publisher named Lovia was originally a spy arranged by the Person Kingdom in the Kreming Empire. Among the safe identities that Nigel could find for Ranchi, only this soldier's figure was closest to Ranchi's, which could simplify the difficulty of disguise.

The outskirts of many core city-states of the Krelian Empire are all equipped with unique magic-dispelling barrier zones developed by the Imperial Magic Engineering. In order to ensure that everything is foolproof, in addition to the normal camouflage magic [Transmutation: Human] that can be used on a daily basis, Lanqi must also prepare physical disguise to assume a new identity, using double disguise to ensure that when passing through the dispelling barrier zone, even if the magic is dispelled, the physical disguise is still maintained.

Fortunately, once he passed the dispelling barrier zone and entered the capital of Blildar, he could continue to use his unique transformation magic [Transformation: Human] most of the time without worrying about this super ancient magic being easily discovered.

Now that this identity has been handed over to Lanqi, the original old man Lovia can also return to the Kingdom of Person to retire.

"You are quite good at playing Lao Deng."

Talia observed Lanqi again and talked to him in Lanqi's mind. She felt that Lanqi was getting better and better.

“…”

Lanqi was speechless for a moment.

What Lao Deng meant was to praise the old man for his "sage-like demeanor and his ascension to heaven." This is what he explained to Talia last time, and he didn't expect Talia to actually remember it.

"If you think about it carefully, it won't be weird if you look older. Even Hyperion always says that you look like an old principal in school, but you look a little weird with a young face."

Talia spoke freely about Ranci.

“…”

Lanqi still didn't know what to say.

He just felt that Talia deserved to die.

The magic air compressor roared, and the train gradually left the station, speeding up. The scenery outside the window quickly receded, and the vast mountains and golden leaves complemented each other, forming a gorgeous flowing picture scroll.

The carriage was very quiet, with only the regular sound of wheels being heard.

Unexpectedly, this day has finally come when he will go to the heartland of the most powerful empire in the southern continent, the Kreming Empire. Not only is it dangerous, it is also the birthplace of imperial magic engineering and the gathering place of the powerful people in the Kreming Empire.

It is even possible that we might encounter the Twelve Gods of War returning to rest in Brillda.

According to the Allied intelligence provided by Nigel, in addition to the ten military gods who participated in the war and will return, there are two military gods who will stay here permanently.

They are Helicintos, the first military god who was conferred the Diamond Throne, and Violet, the sixth military god who was conferred the Aquamarine Throne.

Possess [Original Slate - Slash] and [Original Slate - Ice].

Lanqi took out a map book from his pocket and carefully checked the transfer stations and connecting routes.

Botswana, a transportation hub province surrounding the Kremlin's capital, Blildha, is located in the southeast of the Kremlin.

With an area of ​​229,654 square kilometers, it is the fifth largest province in the Kingdom of Crane, with a population of approximately 12.4 million and a relatively low population density.

It doesn't take long to drive from the edge of Botswana province to the capital, Blildha.

This is also Lanqi's last transfer. As long as he passes through the capital's magic dispelling barrier area and checkpoint once more, he will reach his destination.

As Lanqi's thoughts wandered, the train suddenly shook violently, bringing Lanqi back to reality.

With a long whistle, the train began to enter a tunnel surrounded by mountains.

Lanqi found that he was the only one in the compartment. It seemed that he was lucky. The ticket for the other seat might not have been sold.

However, the good times did not last long, and the door of the box creaked open.

A well-dressed young man walked in.

He looked to be in his early twenties, tall and slender, wearing a well-tailored navy blue long coat and formal suit.

It seemed that I caught up with the train at the last minute before departure, and I spent some time looking for a compartment and seat in the carriage.

"It seems that I won't have the chance to eat the special lunch box provided by the Brillda..."

Talia muttered softly in Lanqi's heart, feeling a little aggrieved.

I thought Lanqi would have the box to himself, and she might take the opportunity to come out and eat the lunch box, but now it seems like a delusion.

"...I'll give you my body later, and you can eat it."

Lanqi seemed a little reluctant and said to Talia in his heart.

Anyway, this lunch is just to fill his stomach, so it doesn't matter who eats it.

"Really?"

Talia asked.

"Yes."

Lanqi confirmed it with her, and he felt that Talia was happier.

After a brief exchange of thoughts with Talia, Lanqi put his thoughts aside, sat up straight, and showed courtesy to his fellow passengers.

The black-haired, blue-eyed young man sat down and gave Lanqi a friendly smile.

Their eyes are all blue, but with slight differences in shade.

Or rather, this is the most common eye color in the Kremer Empire.

"Hello."

The young man spoke first.

His cheerful and steady temperament made him look a little more mature than his appearance, perhaps between twenty-five and thirty years old.

"Good morning."

Lanqi didn't want to say much, but since the other party took the initiative to talk, he had to nod slightly in response.

Different from his own character of Lanky Wilford, the old man Lovia he currently plays has been alone for a long time, without a wife and children, and is usually more taciturn except for business work.

The black-haired, blue-eyed young man sitting opposite didn't seem to mind Lanqi's coldness. He just smiled again, packed his luggage, and settled down in the seat opposite.

At the same time, the train blew the whistle again and officially left the border city of Botswana.

The train was passing through the tunnel, and through the window, one could vaguely see the green shadows of the trees outside passing by.

In the distance, snow-capped peaks stand on the horizon, as holy as water lilies.

There are many famous mountains in the Botswana Province of the Kremlin Empire. Just like the Honing Empire in the movie world, the Temple Castle is built on a thousand-meter-high mountain, and the climate on the top of the mountain is very cold all year round.

Lanqi was so absorbed in reading that it took him a while to remember that he had a half-read copy of the "Cream Central Daily News" in his hand.

[The expeditionary army is making great progress in the western part of the country. The fourth military god of the Jade Throne and the eighth military god of the White Gold Stone Throne are unstoppable! ]

Such a big headline was printed prominently on the front page.

Compared to the eastern region of the United Kingdom Alliance, the fighting situation in the western hub area was still the most intense, and the situation was once difficult to determine.

The newspaper also included a black-and-white photo, which was a public notice of the death of another eighth-level warrior from the Allied forces.

The soldiers of the Cretan Empire all had happy expressions on their faces and raised their arms high, as if announcing to the world that this victory belonged to them.

Lanqi's breathing slowed down a bit.

Although he was in the enemy camp, he had to perfectly act as a citizen of the Cretan Empire without any personal emotions, but every time he saw these, he would think of Dean Loren, which made him feel upset.

He had no right to say that the three-on-one tactics of the God of War of the Kremlin Empire were despicable, because he had used them too, but the problem was that Asksan had agreed to Sigrid's three-on-one attack, while Loren would definitely not agree to the God of War's three-on-one encirclement and suppression.

In the end, Lanqi could only regain the calmness he had in the Northern Continent and forget the fact that he was actually a citizen of the Kingdom.

"This war is a cruel thing."

A pleasant voice came from the other side, interrupting Lanqi's thoughts.

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

Lanqi slowly put down the newspaper and saw the young man with black hair and blue eyes opposite him looking at him intently, as if the young man had also read the contents of the newspaper today.

Faced with the other party's initiative to chat, Lanqi felt that he should still say a few words of greeting.

"Having said that, ordinary people like us can't control such things."

Lanqi shook his head slightly and sighed.

He wanted to avoid the subject.

Judging from the other party's attitude, he does not seem to be a young imperial man who supports the war. That is why Lanqi is willing to talk to him, but Lanqi does not want to get involved in politics. This topic is very sensitive in the current capital, Blierda. If there is a clear anti-war intention, he may be arrested for crimes such as shaking military morale and treason.

"May the goddess protect the suffering people."

The black-haired, blue-eyed young man seemed to understand what the old gentleman meant and prayed, "Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Landry Wasington."

The young man stretched out his hand.

Lanqi noticed that the other person's manners were quite elegant and obviously well-educated.

"I'm Lovia, a publisher."

Lanqi answered truthfully and showed respect to the other party.

In the Kremer Empire, having no surname means being of commoner origin, simple and easy to understand.

"Mr. Lovia, you don't have to feel constrained. Although my family was once prominent, it has long since fallen into decline."

The black-haired, blue-eyed young man seemed to see Lanqi's concerns and took the initiative to explain.

Lanqi looked at the other person.

It turned out that he was of noble birth. No wonder he was so well-spoken but not as arrogant as an aristocrat.

"Is this your first time in the capital, Blildha?"

The young man asked.

"Yes, the border is indeed not very safe right now. I, my old body, hope to come to the capital to see the scenery and recuperate."

The old man Lanqi nodded and said, "What about you? As a noble, have you never been to Brillda?"

He asked the other party again. It seemed that the young man was as unfamiliar with the capital as he was.

"This is my first time in the capital too. Essentially, I grew up as a commoner..."

The young man with black hair and blue eyes was very talkative, and he then chatted with Lanqi about his aristocratic past.

Lanqi just wanted to kill time and didn't want to read the newspaper anymore, so he folded the newspaper and listened patiently to the young man's story.

His family, a declining noble family on the border, was considered a prominent family in the ancient Cretan Empire. However, prodigal patriarchs had appeared in previous generations, and by his generation, apart from an inherited title, they were no different from ordinary people. The only thing to be thankful for was that they were not in debt.

"My hometown is located in the remote western border of the empire. It's not a good place. It's poor and remote, far away from the capital. Fortunately, I have some talent and graduated from the best magic research school on the border with my own strength. I originally planned to live a peaceful life in the border and didn't consider reviving my family. However, now that the war has broken out, in order to avoid being called up to the front, I can only try to apply for a job in the capital. I didn't expect that I would be approved very smoothly."

Landry Wasington said flatly.

"For someone as talented as you, even without mentioning your status, you will surely be able to get a good job there, right?"

Lanqi, who looked like an old gentleman, guessed.

Even without Talia's help, Lanqi could roughly feel that the young man opposite him had very strong magical powers and was also a researcher.

If you stay at the border, you are likely to be forcibly conscripted by the military.

"You are too kind."

The black-haired, blue-eyed young man smiled and shook his head.

“It must be an amazing job.”

Lanci asked.

If he asks directly at this time, the other person may feel that he is probing him. Instead, continuing to praise him can allow the other person to say it naturally.

If their destination is the capital, Brildah, and the other side is full of young talents, then Lanqi doesn't mind making as many connections as possible.

“It’s not a big deal.”

The black-haired, blue-eyed young man scratched his temples a little embarrassedly. "Actually, I went there to teach. I was a professor at the Saint Cremorne Monastery, or more accurately, the Cremorne Royal School of Magic."

“That’s really amazing.”

Lanqi was slightly surprised, and then admired sincerely.

The school the other party was talking about was formerly known as St. Cremorne Abbey. It has now become a magic school supported by the Cremorne royal family, also known as the Cremorne Royal School of Magic.

Despite this, since it has completely preserved the original appearance of the ancient St. Cremona Monastery and has been expanded to the size of a small town with the center as its center, many people in the Cremona Empire are still willing to call it a monastery.

It surpasses many universities in the Kingdom and Allied Countries of the Southern Continent and is known as the cradle of top talents in the entire Southern Continent, gathering countless talented students.

To become a teacher at St. Clement's Monastery, one must go through layers of screening.

"You're flattering me. I was lucky to pass the assessment. It might be because many teachers in the school have joined the military because of the war. At the same time, the funding has been cut. The school is unwilling to recruit more teachers. There are not many suitable people at this time, so I, a border man, was picked up by someone else."

The black-haired, blue-eyed young man said modestly,

"Of course, on the other hand, it may also be due to the conflict between the aristocratic and popular factions in the academy, which led to the principal weighing the pros and cons and choosing me, who is still a noble..."

He whispered to himself again.

"Being able to pass has already proven your ability. Even though there are many reasons for the current situation, I heard that the judges are extremely strict and will not tolerate even the slightest flaw."

Lanqi comforted him like an elder.

If he were the principal, he would probably feel quite good about the young man in front of him. The subtle mystery about him was the embodiment of his immense talent and unfathomable depth.

“Thank you for your encouragement.”

The black-haired young man smiled with relief.

The two of them became familiar with each other as they chatted.

The ride time also felt a lot faster.

Lanqi felt it was a good feeling.

In the beginning, when I first set out from my hometown in Nanwantina Territory and took the magic rail train to the royal capital, I was traveling with Talia. That was like being in prison. The two of us didn't talk much along the way.

“…”

Talia seemed to have heard it, but also seemed not to have heard it, and didn't say anything to him.

At that time, she really didn't have much affection for Lanqi. He was just a little better than ordinary people and could be considered a financial sponsor.

Now, I’m not saying that I have any feelings for Lanqi. At most, I’m just willing to help him cook and take care of him.

In the compartment of the carriage.

"By the way, speaking of the war in the southern continent, have you heard of a rumor?"

The black-haired, blue-eyed young man lowered his voice and asked Lanqi.

"What's that?"

Lanci asked curiously.

"It is said that the United Parliamentary Alliance used the super ancient artifact [Astrological Compass] to perform a divination. They asked a very general question, probably about the special nodes that may affect this war."

The black-haired, blue-eyed young man explained.

"How can this be predicted? Could it be that the result has really been predicted?"

Lanqi smiled disapprovingly, pretending that he knew little about divination and divination tools.

During the days since he came to the Cremon Empire, as a civilian, he actually had no channels to hear much internal intelligence about the two warring parties, nor did he need to contact the spies of the Person Kingdom. However, Landry Wasington, the associate professor of the Saint Cremon Monastery, obviously knew a lot of information.

A simple conversation with Landry has already brought Lanqi a lot of benefits. He even had the idea of ​​doubting Landry.

But if he thought about it carefully, his whereabouts should be difficult to predict. After the interference of the goddess of fate, the divination magic would be seriously misled. This was what he and Planai deduced through comparing many experiences.

In addition, he has Pranai's [Mark of Truth], which can also increase his resistance to divination magic.

According to Pranai, it would probably take at least ninth-order divination magic to obtain relatively accurate information about his Lanqi.

According to Lanci's feelings and inferences, Landry had no ill will towards him and his identity was fine.

"The final divination of the sand painting is blurry, but based on the landmark buildings, it can be inferred that it is in Brillda, the capital of the Cretan Empire, and the demon-like figure in the picture is endangering the city..."

The black-haired, blue-eyed young man's expression gradually turned into confusion, and he muttered.

"Who is it?"

Lanqi responded indifferently.

"Even the Krelian Empire couldn't tell who the person in the painting was. After many comparisons, there are several possibilities with high similarity. It is very likely that he is a venerable from the terrorist organization [Silver Moon Reform Society] within the Krelian Empire. It is also possible that a strong man from the Empire has rebelled or a strong man from the Allied Forces has infiltrated. There is also the possibility that the partner, the Cardinal, is not trustworthy. Of course, the most terrifying possibility is that the soul of a dead person has returned."

The young man said in a deep voice.

“…”

Lanci said nothing.

"You don't seem surprised at all?"

The black-haired, blue-eyed young man asked.

"I just think this is probably just another media speculation that was made up to attract attention."

Lanqi shrugged maturely.

"After all, you have to know that once a rumor passes through a few mouths, it will become completely different from the original one, and it may contain all kinds of outrageous content."

Although Lanqi said this, the cat boss in the shadow was already scared.

That is not groundless.

Because Lanqi can indeed resurrect people, and does not require the other party's consent.

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(End of this chapter)