d in was only a few days before entering the world of film.Only she and Anor Prince, who were resting at the time, along with members of the Card Master Association's Ecrithe branch and high-ranking o...Chapter 366: Ranchi's Campus Renovation

Along the city's river, the water glitters. But Helrom River is no ordinary river, it flows with liquid ore imbued with magic energy. (Due to caching reasons, please access the website directly through your browser to view the fastest chapter updates.)

As a mechanic, Lance instinctively moved closer to the river every time he passed by, staring at its surface and pondering. Eventually, a sharp turn from Sid almost sent him into the water.

"Don't toy with the artificer."

Lianchi spoke righteously and sternly, rebuking him.

"Don't worry, even if you fall, I'll catch you."

West Germany let out a hum, crossing her arms with smugness, as if still waiting for Lance to thank her.

Every time she held Lancy, she was gentle and never hurt him.

They, familiar with the area, already knew to avoid the confusingly laid-out old streets, but in turn, would walk along this river.

The two chatted along the way, bickering occasionally, then carefully made their way around the Helstrom Zoo.

This zoo is too creepy, even Sigrid in her prime wouldn't dare set foot inside. Next, the endless library and the Starry Theatre whizzed by on either side and above, and ahead lay the gates of Protoss Royal Academy of Magic.

When Lance first came to the Imperial City of Herloom with Zestilla, his deepest impression of Protos Royal Magic Academy was that it was within walking distance from the train station.

After a long absence from school, the two saw that the spacious plaza outside the school was filled with the buds of demon world plants. In the center of the plaza stood the brand new gate of the Royal Magic Academy.

It doesn't look like a traditional Helmrohm classical architectural style. Instead, it has a more ancient and mystical feel, as if from a lost realm of magic. Combined with the interior spaces of primordial stone plates that resemble a mythical forest and temple construction methods, it creates an ethereal atmosphere where heaven and hell seem to converge.

Now, many residents of the Imperial City have begun leaving their mark at the entrance to Proto's Royal Magic Academy.

And Lance dashed quickly into the school's interior, leaving Siegfried to ponder that the new season's renovations were personally overseen by the headmaster.

I wonder what kind of impact this piece left by this fellow in Helmer would have.

The only thing that's certain is that it will most likely become a landmark building in Helrom in the future, be included in books, and may even spread to the Southern Continent, being attributed to the legendary craftsman Locke Macassi.

"Aren't you really an unknown artist back home"

Siegfried looked at the scenery, then back at Lance, his eyes filled with a hint of confusion.

"No, besides the prince liking my paintings, no one else has really looked at them."

Lance laughed and shook his head.

At that time, he had just entered the monastic life at the second level and did not think it was a good thing to show off his abilities too much. So, he lived quite humbly in the Hulton Kingdom.

As it turned out, he was right. Like those who possessed the stone tablets, an innocent man is often suspected when he possesses something valuable. Once their intimidating presence fades, anyone might be tempted to kill them.

That's because he was doing well in the Northern Continent, had established his own business foundation, and had a powerful backer, so he was able to be so carefree.

After returning to the Southern Continent, that cheap bodyguard from Tatara is nowhere near as reliable as Xide. He should keep a low profile until he truly enters the Seventh Rank Transcendent Saint Realm. If he's targeted, even someone as powerful as Duke Myah could vanish.

Siegfried frowned in confusion.

The Prince liked not only her paintings of saints, but even his own people seemed to have fallen in love with them.

"Are you better at drawing"

Sieglinde was already a lover of collecting various art pieces, her home resembling a museum. As a collector, she felt that the Saint Child excelled most in sculpture and its application to card making, and landscape design was also quite remarkable.

In her memory, besides painting seriously, this kid did everything else, and purely painting... she hadn't even seen this guy put his mind into the brush before.

If he truly wants to become a top-notch painter, he should strive and love painting at this age.

"

I have a basic understanding, and I'm interested in it.

"

Whenever someone asks him, he would only answer like this.

"So, how many paintings have you seriously drawn in South America"

Siegfried asked again.

This kid isn't exactly new to drawing, he just does it so haphazardly. He seems half-hearted about it. Back when she was in the Snowfield Province, she saw this boy using a rough sketch to impress nobles.

"It seems like just a painting."

"…"

It seems like this kid really doesn't like to draw.

"Very well, I have decided on your punishment."

Sigrid's lips curled into a slight smile as she addressed Lance.

"Wouldn't it be that I have to draw"

Lancelot looked at Sigrid, who was walking beside him, in surprise.

He knew what Sieglinde meant by "punishment". Back when they made their pact to infiltrate the Oblivion Branch, Sieglinde had said that if she was going to go all out and reveal her identity, she would need some punishment from Ranchi. Sure enough, she still remembered it.

"When all is settled, when I no longer need to keep your identity a secret, I want you to paint me a picture. Call it 'A Gift from Rocky MacCarthy to Archbishop Sigrid.' Then, I'll have you publicly executed, so everyone can see that Headmaster Rocky MacCarthy has his weaknesses too."

Siegfried smiled cunningly.

Punishment is effective only when it requires a person to do something they dislike the most. Otherwise, it becomes a reward.

"That's clear."

Ranch didn't resist much, he just nodded, agreeing to the rules he would naturally follow.

The two of them walked past the bustling main road of the school and into an area bordered by gardens and houses on both sides. The atmosphere here was noticeably calmer.

"We've arrived at the front now."

Guided by Sigrid, they quickly found Gloria's mansion following the address and rang the doorbell.

Now, not only has Sigrid changed her identity to a first-year student in the snow province of Cintston City, but Lance is also temporarily using a different appearance and is no longer going by Loch McCassie.

After all, the principal and a female student returning from an outing together and walking together throughout the school could inevitably attract attention or give rise to misunderstandings.

The sound of the doorbell echoed through the Grolia mansion for a moment, followed by approaching footsteps. The door creaked open, and a young girl appeared in the doorway, her face etched with evident confusion.

Gloria blinked.

"What are the two of you..."

Gloria's voice held a mixture of caution and curiosity as her eyes darted between the two.

It was me.

Siegfried nodded, staring at Gloriana's eyes.

"!"

Although Glorianna had shown a puzzled expression earlier, she instantly knew the man and woman who had found her.

Today is the fourth update, and there are three chapters left.

(The End)

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