Chapter 327
Chapter 327
Chapter 327
Translator: True Detective
Chapter 327 – Lan Qi’s “Old General” Performance Was Simply Flawless
The next morning.
On the northern side of Kingston City, the massive gate of cold iron bore the marks of time—deep scratches and patches of rust—but still stood proudly, safeguarding the land and its dignity.
Knights of the city-state stood guard on either side of the gate, spears and shields in hand, their determined gazes fixed on the distance as if declaring that this was sacred, inviolable land.
Today, Viscount Levin Kingston himself came to the gate to personally see them off, dressed in a deep-blue noble ceremonial outfit. At his side stood his beautiful daughter and her handsome husband, holding hands with faint smiles on their faces.
The gate guards straightened their backs and saluted respectfully upon seeing their lord.
Viscount Levin Kingston nodded slightly, signaling that such formality was unnecessary.
His gaze was unusually gentle today, full of gratitude, but he said nothing more, leaving the moment to Shaya.
“Teacher Rocky, Miss Sid—thank you for all your help.”
Shaya bowed deeply to the two standing nearest the gate, ready to depart. When he finally lifted his head, his eyes were filled with reluctance, almost wishing he could stop them from leaving.
“Shaya, we’ll meet again in Helrom.”
Lan Qi opened his arms and allowed Shaya to rush forward and embrace him. Then, with calm composure, he waved and bid farewell to his student.
He was a young man full of potential, no less gifted than his senior sister Zestira, who was born with the bloodline of a demon.
Although their current tiers were still low, they had already stepped firmly onto the path of cultivation. With their talent, in a few more years, they might well become some of the most outstanding among sixth-tier practitioners.
To break through to the seventh tier, one must not only reach the pinnacle of the sixth tier but also gather materials with the right affinity for inscribing their class advancement, greatly enhancing one’s core attributes and passive class abilities.
The same principle applied to reaching the eighth and ninth tiers.
The affinity of the chosen materials directly affected the difficulty of success, and the higher the quality of the core material, the more difficult the inscription became. Each failure would wound the practitioner, causing a regression in magic power and preventing them from attempting the advancement again for a time.
Most people with both talent and opportunity to challenge the seventh tier would strive to obtain the best possible materials for this crucial first inscription. Yet it was precisely this stage that trapped countless powerhouses at the sixth tier for years, leaving them unable to ascend to the ranks of the world’s true top experts.
For Lan Qi, however, that point was still far in the future.
“Do you want me to escort you a little farther north?”
Shaya asked with some worry.
He still remembered how he first met the two of them—because they had gotten lost in the snow-covered forest.
“No need, don’t worry. The road to the Northern Frontier Province is easy to follow. I even bought this—‘The Snowfield Map Even a 3-Year-Old Can Read.’”
Lan Qi smiled as he spoke and pulled out a book.
He knew that Shaya would rather not part from Lilith even for a second right now, so he might as well let the two love-struck youngsters have some time together.
“You—”
Sid, standing nearby, had the distinct feeling that Lan Qi was teasing her in a particularly infuriating way—but she had no proof.
“Ha.”
Shaya couldn’t help but laugh, though his eyes carried both regret and expectation.
He hoped that the next time he saw them, Lan Qi and Sid would still be together.
“……”
On Lan Qi’s shoulder, Boss Cat poked its head out and narrowed its eyes, studying Shaya’s expression for a while.
So, Shaya was a Lan–Sid shipper.
But Boss Cat was not convinced.
It used to ship Lan–Ta, but after meeting Huperion, it thought Lan–Hup wasn’t bad either. The only one it really couldn’t get behind was Lan–Sid—too much of a cult pairing.
Sure, Sid seemed calm and harmless on the surface, but in reality, she was an extremely dangerous villain—on par with Bishop Ivanos the Annihilator and Bishop Famer the Decayed. If she wanted to kill everyone around her, it would take nothing more than a thought.
You couldn’t just treat this kind of final-boss-tier antagonist as the “third heroine” just because she happened to be female!
Besides, third heroines introduced halfway through the story almost never win.
With that thought, Boss Cat felt relieved.
Even though Lan Qi had already made some irreversible moves here in the Northern Continent, as long as he didn’t get romantically entangled with Sid, there shouldn’t be too much trouble.
…
After saying farewell to their friends in Kingston City, Lan Qi and Sid walked through the city gate tunnel.
Immediately, the snowfield wind hit them, carrying the northern cold and its biting chill.
The faraway sky over the snowfield was still pale gray. The farther they went, the denser the falling snowflakes became, dancing on the wind, singing an endless song over this vast white world.
“All that hard work raising your favorability score—probably going to get wiped out in a few days.”
As they stepped once again into the endless frozen wilderness, Sid pulled out a palm-sized notebook and jotted down Lan Qi’s recently deducted favorability points.
Lan Qi hesitated for a moment.
“What’s the point of having a high favorability score anyway? Even if it goes extremely high, aside from making sure you’ll take me with you if you run away, does it actually do anything?”
He frowned, growing more confused, and finally asked the question out loud.
“…That’s classified for now.”
Sid thought for a moment and then answered with full confidence.
“You—you haven’t actually figured it out yet, have you?”
Lan Qi stared into Sid’s violet eyes, feeling certain that her earlier hesitation had given her away.
This woman probably hadn’t thought that far ahead and was just coming up with excuses.
“That’s the fun of improvisation—just keep raising it, and I guarantee you won’t regret it.”
Sid replied with complete self-assurance.
“……”
Lan Qi felt like she was selling him on an empty promise.
She really was a seasoned, smooth-talking boss.
That reminded him of another failed female boss he knew—prickly personality, but at least she did everything by the book, nothing unexpected about her.
Sid might be straightforward, but she was impossible to read.
Maybe women who couldn’t find a husband just had… issues.
While Lan Qi was lost in thought, trudging through the snow—
“Hey, do you know anyone who can use mind-reading magic?”
Sid suddenly asked.
“No, why? What’s wrong?”
Lan Qi looked confused and turned his head toward her.
“Good. Otherwise, I’d be worried my Holy Son would suddenly turn up dead one day.”
Sid sneered coldly.
She was certain that Lan Qi had been thinking something outrageously rude just now. She didn’t need proof—she just knew.
She was very tolerant of Lan Qi and wouldn’t hurt him.
But if it had been someone with a worse temper—especially a woman—then who knew what might have happened.
(End of Chapter)