Chapter 727 Lanqi's Imperial Career

Lanci walked along the fourth-floor inner corridor of Eliot Building, the central building complex of the monastery.

The corridor is surrounded on all sides, forming a towering arched loop.

He memorized the map as he walked.

I found that every time I reached a dead end at an intersection, a sign would appear on the wall: "Turn ahead."

And after turning every corner, there is always a bright and clear future ahead.

The big words "Turn ahead" struck his eyes again and again, and gradually opened his heart.

It turns out that there are no people with poor direction in this world, but there are people who don’t know how to turn.

"you……"

Talia listened to Lanqi's thoughts and wanted to ask something but stopped herself.

She always felt that Lanqi was doing a mission, but it was not her mission.

The more I get to know Lanqi, the more I feel that this man has some traces of other people left behind.

"When you went to the Northern Continent, what else did you do besides working on your research project?"

Talia, who originally didn't care much about Lanqi's story, finally started to care a little.

"I've just been concentrating on my research project."

Lanqi was confused and didn't know why Talia suddenly asked him this.

“…”

Talia found that it was indeed true.

But she just felt that Lanqi was too familiar with life in a foreign country.

"How do you usually concentrate on your research?"

Talia asked tentatively.

"Improve your business capabilities, hone your practical skills, and strive to satisfy your superiors."

Lanqi thought about it and answered.

“…”

"Then you should work hard to improve your skills and try to satisfy me so that I can enjoy it more."

Talia conveyed her thoughts with peace of mind.

No matter what Lanqi does in the Northern Continent, she will be the beneficiary in the end. Thinking about it, she felt that the trip to the Krei Empire was full of comfort.

Every day is no different from being in Ikerit.

"certainly."

While chatting with Talia in his mind, Lanqi walked through the circular corridor and came to the fourth-floor suspended atrium of the Elliot Building.

The dome vault is inlaid with mosaics on the top of the stone pillars, and the inner walls are painted with murals of the gods' creation. Although the colors have faded with the passage of time, the grand composition still makes people believe that it is a building left over from the period close to the Age of Gods.

The arched windows on both sides are several meters high, and the flower pot sculptures on the top stretch and coil along the window sills. Occasionally, a gentle breeze blows by, the window lattices rustle slightly, and a few birds fly across the sky, casting a faint silhouette.

The inner corridors are connected in all directions, from which you can reach the library, restaurant, chapel and other places attached to the Eliot Building.

Early this morning, Lanqi saw the email sent by the principal's secretary, Miss Naila, through the school staff system, stating that yesterday's classroom 4-21 would no longer be used for teaching, and Professor Landry's lecture course would be moved to classroom 4-43.

So he had to come earlier, taking into account the time it would take to find a new classroom.

Although it was common for teachers to be late in the free Ikerita Academy, and there was even a small chance that teachers would skip classes, Lanqi's professionalism and norms would not allow him to do such irresponsible things. He would always arrive near the classroom at least fifteen minutes early and enter the classroom five minutes early.

As he walked, the light gradually dimmed and he walked into the corridor area again.

From time to time, teachers and students passed by, and the rustling footsteps echoed in the empty atrium corridor.

At the arch corner of the eaves, there is also an engraved statue of the moon god of St. Clement's Monastery.

“…”

Lanqi's pace gradually slowed down and he looked ahead.

At the end of this familiar corridor stood a man wearing a special style of military uniform.

The other person was standing under the door of classroom 4-21.

It seemed like he had been waiting for a long time.

"Long time no see, although technically we just met last week, Professor Landry."

Nicholas the Red Kestrel, with his hands on the officer's hat, had its brim pushed down so deeply that it almost covered his forehead.

Even so, his eyes beneath the brim of his hat were also staring at Lanqi.

"For people like us who are busy for the empire, every day feels like a month, so it's normal to feel like we haven't seen each other for a long time."

Lanqi was slightly surprised but nodded, indicating that he deeply agreed.

"Section Chief Nicholas, why are you here?"

He continued walking forward.

According to the map, the fastest route to classroom 4-43 is through the original classroom 4-21. Red Falcon Nicholas obviously took this into consideration and waited here.

Of course, Lanci felt a gaze upon arriving at the Elliot Building, and it must have been Nicola the Red Falcon.

Last time at the first station of Brillda, I had just arrived in this city by taking the magic rail train and was attacked by the Allied female killer Unity. After the incident, I was investigated by Nicholas, an officer of the Imperial Operations Department code-named Red Falcon.

The officer had a handsome face with sharp edges and neatly trimmed dark reddish brown hair, and he had the neatness and competence that a soldier should have.

The Imperial Special Operations Division, also known as the Imperial Magical Special Forces, is directly under the charge of the Emperor and can mobilize resources from all parties without going through the military system.

Any inconspicuous civilian passing by on the streets of the empire, or any seemingly ordinary shop owner, could be a member of the Imperial Special Operations Department.

Among the several departments under the Imperial Special Operations Department, the Domestic Intelligence Department is more inclined to the internal affairs of Kremer. It is responsible for monitoring domestic dissidents, uncovering anti-war elements and spies, and maintaining the stability of the regime. Nikolai the Red Falcon is the chief of the Domestic Intelligence Department.

"I think if you came earlier, you would probably go here. I just happen to have something to discuss with the professor, so it shouldn't delay the professor's class."

Nicholas the Kestrel asked as he waited for Lanqi to reach the door of the classroom where he stood.

"It won't take up too much of the professor's time this time, just about five minutes."

He added.

"That's no problem."

Lanqi readily agreed.

He reserved enough time so that it would not affect his teaching.

Nicholas the Kestrel grasped the door handle and turned it open, then stretched out his hand to motion Lanqi to enter the classroom.

Lanqi nodded and followed Red Falcon Nicholas into classroom 4-21, which had just been used yesterday.

From the Cremorne-style arched floor-to-ceiling windows on one side of the classroom, the golden setting sun outlines grating marks on the ancient oak floor.

They walked slowly past the long tables and desks that had withstood a hundred years of wind and rain. Red Kestrel Nicholas's eyes were already on the densely packed paint pen handwriting covering the glass windows, and for a moment he seemed to be lost in deep thought.

The smooth handwritten demonic magic spells and rituals seemed to flow directly from the mind of a master.

It was a rigorous deduction of magic engineering, woven from a series of demon letters and human language. Just a few words contained the vast material world, and there were some vague traces of draft-like corrections, which seemed to verify the birth of the new theory that was fermenting...

"I have to admit that when I first saw this glass window, I felt as if I was in the mind of a genius. Through those glittering symbols and formulas, I seemed to be able to glimpse the origin and laws of the operation of fire and seals."

Nicholas the Red Kestrel muttered to himself in a deep voice.

Those tortuous formulaic symbols exude an almost religious holiness and piety.

It was like a theoretical bombshell exploding inside the classroom in a microscopic world that was beyond the reach of the naked eye.

From now on, this century-old classroom will stand quietly, becoming a fertile ground for nurturing wisdom, hiding countless precious intellectual heritages, waiting for those who are destined to explore and comprehend them.

"I still underestimated you, Professor Landry."

In other words, he felt that there were more and more things about Landry that were worth paying attention to.

"Are you also a magic engineering major? Chief Nicholas."

Lanci asked with interest.

Principal Violet's secretary Naira obviously dislikes people from the Imperial Special Operations Department, so she did not help Red Kestrel Nikolai arrange the meeting with Professor Landry, nor did she tell Lanci.

So it became Kestrel Nicola who needed to find Landry in person at the school.

But the power of Nicholas the Red Falcon meant that he would be able to meet anyone in the Kremer Empire if he wanted to.

Except for professors from the School of Magic Engineering and personnel from the Imperial Military, this classroom is no longer open to ordinary students and school workers. It is only open at fixed times and requires identity registration. The glass windows and the writing on the blackboard are protected by a barrier and cannot be easily tampered with, erased or destroyed.

Nicholas the Red Falcon is the person who has the authority to enter the classroom and investigate at any time.

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

If these magical engineering principles that are of immeasurable value to the Kreming Empire were quickly leaked to the Silver Moon Reformation Society or Allied spies, Red Falcon Nikolai would also have to use clues to speculate who is suspected of passing on the original content and when.

Even though there might not be evidence even if such a thing really happened, as the head of the Empire's internal affairs department, any information he has can serve as a clue to finding those who are endangering the Empire.

"I'm not a magic engineering major. I started from scratch. Of course, this doesn't affect my knowledge of magic engineering. My duties require me to know a little bit of everything."

Nikolai the Red Kestrel turned his gaze from the glass window back to Lanqi and answered.

"Are you interested in magic engineering? If you have any questions, I'd be happy to discuss them with you."

Lanqi spoke to Nicholas frankly.

"Now is not the time to talk about this. After all, I am wasting Professor Landry's time. We need to discuss something more important."

Red Falcon Nicola looked at Lanqi's frank expression and smiled without much emotion. "Regarding the clue you provided on the Brillda Magic Rail last time, the 62-year-old publisher, Lovia from Glen Waverley on the northern border of the Cremorne Empire, has been investigated by us. Unfortunately, he is not a clear suspect."

He stated.

“That’s unlikely.”

Lanqi held his chin in doubt.

"If I heard it correctly, I can guarantee that there is definitely something wrong with that old man."

He then spoke with certainty, his eyes still as firm.

“…”

Nicholas the Kestrel observed Professor Landry's expression.

There was not much panic on the face of the black-haired, blue-eyed professor, only deep doubt.

He seemed to be being stubborn, but also seemed to be more certain that there was something wrong with Lovia, who was riding with him at the time.

"Okay, don't worry. I will investigate this person further. Before everything is concluded, Professor Landry, please rest assured that we will not mistakenly arrest any loyal ministers, nor will we let any rebels go."

Nikolai the Kestrel nodded and promised the professor.

He thought Landry was a smart guy.

Now part of his academic achievements have been made public in the Empire, and these contents are now beginning to ferment rapidly in the Imperial academic circles. Perhaps everything is in Landry's plan.

By then, even if Lovia's intelligence was really fabricated by Landry, someone from the Empire would come to protect Landry, making it difficult for the Special Operations Department to deal with such a magic engineer.

But if Nikola wants to catch someone, he has plenty of ways to do it, it's just that the time is not right yet.

"So is there anything else?"

Lanqi looked at the clock in the classroom and asked Nikolai the Kestrel casually.

Not only was Lanqi calm, but Talia was not as nervous as last time.

Red Falcon Nikolai did not find out that the 62-year-old man Lovia was an Allied spy. It was just that Lanqi had not yet secretly revealed the information.

It seemed like this kid deliberately wanted Nicholas to doubt him first, and when Nicholas' suspicion reached its deepest level, he would start to dispel Nicholas' suspicion until the situation was completely reversed.

He is playing here on purpose.

Talia even felt that even if Lanqi had several girlfriends at the same time, he would be able to please each of them and even make them feel guilty and unwilling to doubt him.

As long as nothing he didn't expect happened, he could play around with people's psychology.

What a natural born scumbag.

Play with both boys and girls.

"I would like to invite Professor Landry to serve as an honorary consultant for our Imperial Special Operations Division Research Institute."

Nicholas the Red Falcon bowed slightly to Lanci and handed him a card with a gold-plated edge, which was engraved with the emblem of the Kremlin military and the unique logo of the Special Operations Department.

The institute's certification coating is printed on the far corner of the card.

Lanqi stared at the card, then raised his eyes again to look at Nikolai the Red Kestrel.

Even among the people, it has been rumored that the Imperial Special Operations Department also has a secret laboratory that develops various silent special weapons, such as poisons, alchemical organisms, high-performance blasting devices, etc. The research institute is also located in the capital, Blierda.

Honorary consultant is not an official position, but in name he is a member of their Imperial Special Operations Department. In the future, Nicholas will not have to go through much trouble to meet Landry.

"Is Section Chief Nikolai inviting me to join the Imperial Special Operations Division?"

Lanqi asked Nicholas with surprise and interest.

"certainly."

Nicholas answered decisively.

"This job is totally useless. You'd have to be crazy to agree to this."

Talia said in Ranci's mind.

There is neither formal organization nor actual power, it is just a title, and they may also be summoned by the Imperial Special Operations Department to help them with things.

If anything unexpected happens, Nikolai the Red Falcon will immediately suspect Lanqi. At the same time, everything Lanqi does in the Imperial Operations Office will be monitored to a very high degree.

And as long as Lanqi agrees to him, Red Falcon Nikolai can arrest Lanqi at any time in the Imperial Special Operations Department, even without solid evidence.

This is like inviting someone into a trap.

It can be said that it has no benefits but only harms.

"But Tata, think about it, if you are a magic engineer who is truly loyal to the empire and wants to make your irreplaceable contribution to the empire at this point in time, what would you choose?"

Lanqi responded to the thought.

“…Then maybe he will agree.”

Talia put herself in the shoes of the character described by Lanqi and came to this answer.

"Then there is only one answer."

Lanqi said to Talia in his heart, and at the same time, he smiled and extended his hand to Nikolai in the classroom.

This is unquestionable loyalty, unwavering stance, and unwavering determination.

"It would certainly be my pleasure, Mr. Nicola."

Lanqi said to Nicholas the Kestrel,

"Let us serve the Empire together."

(End of this chapter)