Don't confiscate my identity as a human race
Chapter 1533 868 Lanci's Return to the Old Place_3

The little black cat silently jumped down from Lanci's head and was caught by Christina,

"Hello, Christina meow."

It lifted its head, eyes shining with pride, tail gently swaying.

"Amazing, a cat that can talk!"

Christina held up the little black cat, happily saying, never having thought this cat was so magical, she had underestimated it.

Perhaps it's a sixth-order!

"But speaking of which, is your brother-in-law that impressive?"

Christina snapped back to reality, turning to ask Lanci.

"No, that's not my brother-in-law, he's the Duke, you see."

Lanci was caught off guard by the cat boss's sudden comment.

"Uh..."

Christina didn't understand.

She just felt it was strange.

Why does Rocky treat a brother-in-law like a respected elder?

"In short, he's not my brother-in-law, even if he calls me brother-in-law to my face, don't believe him, he just likes to joke around."

Lanci cautioned Christina.

"Rocky... long time no see, I feel like you've changed."

Christina, seeing the housekeeper in such a rare hurry, couldn't bear to trouble him further, just found it amusing, and said to him.

"What exactly has changed?"

Lanci asked Christina puzzledly.

"Uh, hard to say."

Christina rested her chin in thought, unable to pinpoint an answer.

It's only been a few months, yet Rocky seems to have changed more than she has.

"You really talk the same way as before, all based on intuition, at that time you said you wouldn't trust me and you didn't trust me, I'd ask you and you couldn't explain why, you just wanted to guard against me."

Lanci spread his hands with a wry smile, with a somewhat grudge-holding attitude.

"But, I ended up trusting you, alright, I even want you to take me to Posen Demon Realm to play."

Christina defended herself.

This housekeeper is like that, seems like a good person, but actually isn't, though at crucial times, he absolutely is.

"By the way, that gray-haired witch was with you, right?"

Mentioning the Posen Demon Realm, Christina couldn't help but ask softly.

That day, in a trance, she had seen the battle between the gray-haired witch and Perlman in the Posen Demon Realm, and only the Baptiste family people knew the gray-haired witch's companion was their housekeeper, Rocky.

Before, she definitely wouldn't dare to explore Rocky's secrets.

Only later did she realize Rocky was actually a good person, but by then she didn't feel like probing anymore.

Now reunited, thoughts are filled with emotion.

"Yeah, you saw it that day too, thanks to her, I was able to defeat Perlman."

Lanci openly acknowledged.

He greatly trusted the Baptiste family; after the Huadu incident, the family completely withheld details related to the housekeeper from Nigel, even though Nigel knew, he cooperated with the Baptiste family to complete the investigation summary.

"Did she return to Huadu?"

Christina was curious, wondering how Rocky had hidden the gray-haired witch back then.

Now looking around, she saw no sign of the gray-haired witch.

"She came back with me."

Lanci nodded.

"Then why are you still here!"

Christina came to an abrupt stop.

She felt Rocky shouldn't be here chatting idly with her.

"?"

Lanci looked at Christina, who suddenly stopped, in confusion.

"Go, go, go, quickly find her, run there, leaving her behind like that is just not right."

Christina tiptoed to place the cat back on Lanci's head, pushing him on the back, intending to rush him away.

"Wait, Christina, I actually came to see you today."

Though Lanci was much stronger than Christina, he let her push him forward with all her might.

"Our Baptiste family is always here, we're not going anywhere, father said you can come back anytime you want, why separate from her today, on a Sunday, you could just bring her along openly!"

Christina continued to push against Lanci's back, resolutely marking his weekend off.

Otherwise, this guy would end up doing a whole day's work at the Baptiste family, haphazardly.

Now that the South Continent had just stabilized, the Baptiste family truly needed someone like Rocky—versatile and exceedingly efficient—but precisely because of this, Christina would never let Rocky go back there just now.

"I've long paid the fifty thousand pounds, so you can't work at our house anymore!"

Christina declared.

"But, it would be really awkward going out with her today, regardless of whether I mind or not, she's definitely going to feel awkward!"

Lanci tried hard to explain.

"How would you know without asking her!"

Christina, using all her strength, pushed Lanci out of the Baptiste family's mansion's street, like pushing a stalled car to start.

Lanci looked back at Christina in surprise.

"Look ahead! The past is gone, the future has not yet arrived, now—"

Christina waved, shouting to him,

"The most important thing is here and now! You taught me that!"

"..."

Lanci was about to say something but took a deep breath, swallowing his words back.

He was generally assured of Christina.

His greatest worry used to be the Countess after the Huadu incident.

Now it seemed, Christina was already living her life to the fullest, without needing a bit of pity.

The one truly hesitating was, in fact, him.

"Do send my regards to your brother, the Count, the Countess, and your siblings."

Lanci waved back at Christina, temporarily saying goodbye.

"No problem, stay in touch anytime."

Christina smiled broadly, standing in place as she replied, watching Lanci and the little black cat leave.

...

A few minutes later.

Lanci strolled along the streets of Parie South Bank, soon leaving that neighborhood, surrounded again by streets lined with plane trees on both sides.

"Lanci meow, are you going to the Asturias' Count's Mansion beneath Montmartre Heights to find Tata?"

The Cat Boss took a deep breath, letting the fresh air fill his lungs, murmuring to himself.

In such an environment, Lanci felt his hesitations and fatigue gradually dissipate, replaced by a rare peace and relaxation.

"Yes, it's not too far to walk there."

Lanci knew the way to Montmartre Heights well, and Countess Rosalinda's Asturias' Count's Mansion wasn't too far from here either.

This nearby area wasn't crowded, the street permeated with the unique tranquil and harmonious floral fragrance of Huadu, perfect for a stroll.

Most importantly, Tata might have just sat down for afternoon tea, better to let her eat well before taking her out to play.

Suddenly, the Cat Boss, hanging upside down, presented a pink Magic Card in front of Lanci.

"Lanci meow, there's a communication meow."

It said.

"Huh..."

Lanci puzzled, noticing the Silvermoon Reform Association's exclusive communication magic card, which had also become his means to reduce mana consumption, increase spiritual attribute, and accelerate mana recovery whenever Talia turned into the Mad Love Demon King.

"Tata?"

Lanci answered the communication.

"Lanci, you... uh..."

Talia seemed hesitant, encouraged by Countess Rosalinda to say something to Lanci, but unsure, she stopped.

Lanci, you...

Just then nothing else was heard.

She still couldn't muster the courage to say what she intended to say to Lanci.

But just hearing Lanci's voice gave her a sense of peace.

"Afraid?" Lanci asked first seeing her hesitation.

"Mm... a little bit."

Talia replied softly.

"Haha, don't be afraid, just tell me. You know that in any case I'll stand by you."

He chuckles, trying to comfort her.

"Lanci... I want to tell you something."

Talia's voice was hesitant, but there was a determination in her eyes.

"Mhm, go ahead, I'm listening."

For the first time, Lanci dared to admit his heart beat a little faster.

Maybe she was just too adorable.

"It's... I like you. I have always liked you..."

Time seemed to stop for a second, while her voice came from the other end.

"I..."

Lanci was at a loss for words for a moment.

He sucked in a deep breath, clearing all distracting thoughts, preparing to tell Tata his own deep feelings. But then, the Communication Magic was suddenly disconnected.

Lanci stared at the severed connection, and grumbled at the little black cat atop his head, "You made it drop the call!"

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