Don't confiscate my identity as a human race
Chapter 1535 869: Lanci's High-Level Match_2

Wait a minute, he's the Love Guru, how did it turn into him learning from Loren.

The more Lanci thought about it, the more he felt that today's Talia was like an expert. Unable to discern Talia's moves, as always, she began to mutate, but it was hard to pinpoint the biggest change in her.

"♫So cute I want to eat you up~"

Lanci and Talia strolled the streets of Parriet, the hustle and bustle gradually replaced by the vibrant midday sunlight.

Talia cheerfully held Lanci's hand, humming a tune now and then.

"After Brilda's performance, many people started saying that the Demon Race's last Demon King is the strongest diva in the contemporary South Continent. There have been many new fans in the past month."

Lanci listened to Talia's notes and said.

"Really? Do you feel like you're secretly dating a female celebrity now?"

The two of them walked leisurely, enjoying a moment of tranquility.

"A legendary female celebrity who's eight hundred years old with two kids?"

Lanci turned his head, asking in surprise yet rightfully so.

"..."

Talia tightened her grip on Lanci's hand slightly.

She took a deep breath, calming her thoughts, and looked up to meet Lanci's gaze.

"Do you want it?"

Talia asked.

"Want what?"

Lanci was puzzled by Talia's sudden question.

He was still in the process of machine learning, needing more training data to understand Talia, but the data Talia provided was all chaotic.

"Bundle us up and take us."

Talia glanced at him, no longer looking at him, instead staring down the road ahead, muttering to herself.

The wistful look in her eyes seemed to be asking him if she was eight hundred years old, would he not want her, if she came with two kids, would he not want her.

"???"

Lanci felt like today might be some high-level play.

On the street near the Parriet Iron Tower Square.

Cat Boss's agile figure was hidden behind, stealthily following Lanci and Talia.

Although it was anxious at heart, curiosity still drove it to find out what was going on.

Today it was Talia who took the initiative to hold Lanci's hand, making their handholding seem especially casual, just like a normal couple.

But the closer they got, the more worried Cat Boss became that following them would suddenly bring bad luck, as both of these live volcanoes were reckless gamblers, always betting everything on each other.

It darted around the corners, benches, and newsstands, becoming a nimble black shadow.

Suddenly it felt a shadow covering its body, as if someone had come up behind it.

"Meow!"

Cat Boss growled low, trying to scare off the human suddenly approaching it.

"It's me, kitty!"

A familiar voice suddenly made Cat Boss stop hissing.

It lifted its head, only to see a friendly face.

"Countess Rosalinda, meow?"

Cat Boss said.

Today Countess Rosalinda was no longer wearing the deep red evening gown she had upon their first meeting, but a men's corset outfit printed with rose patterns. Wearing a beret to hide her long hair, she looked just like a dashing androgynous beauty.

"It's us again!"

Countess Rosalinda caught Little Black Cat.

During the first round of the Platinum Level Card Maker exam, the little kitty had followed her the entire day.

And the last time they followed Lanci and Tata's date, it was her and Aitio together, then they coincidentally ran into Little Black Cat, thoroughly enjoying the gossip.

Aitio wasn't here today, apparently busy with entertaining important guests, and when Rosalinda asked Tata, Tata just mumbled and wouldn't say what was going on, so Rosalinda started asking about Tata and Lanci, and from there she followed Tata to this place.

"Meow, Rosalinda, my friend, meow."

Seeing Rosalinda still smiling so happily, Cat Boss knew she definitely didn't know who was back yet.

It couldn't bear to break the smile on Rosalinda's face at this moment, so it couldn't bring itself to speak.

The situation being what it was, might as well enjoy the gossip.

It raised its paw and high-fived with Rosalinda, as a testament to their friendship.

One person and one cat, in tacit understanding, craned their necks to observe Lanci and Tata's every move.

"By the way, Little Black Cat, last time when the three of us were following Lanci and Tata, we captured pictures of them holding hands and feeding each other at the Kolong Zhiriqiao Inn Restaurant, such lovely memory shots couldn't reach you before due to postal restrictions. A few days ago, international postal services resumed, so I mailed them to your restaurant."

Rosalinda lowered her head and said to Cat Boss.

"What the heck! Mailing it!"

Cat Boss was so startled that he struggled and couldn't hold back his voice.

At that time, the recipient would probably be Sigrid.

Maybe by the time Lanci and Tata get back, it would have already become a public photo.

"Mail? It really was mailed."

Rosalinda looked at the Little Black Cat suspiciously, confirming once again.

When the photo was taken, she kept hearing Cat Boss muttering "Mail," so she took it to heart and mailed it to Cat Boss.

"..."

Oh no, it became the culprit.

Cat Boss didn't know how to explain to Rosalinda the complex situation at Boss Cat Restaurant now, and that the date between Lanci and Tata that day might not have been the way Rosalinda and Aitio perceived it from appearances!

While chatting with Rosalinda, she noticed a dark blue convertible magic energy vehicle speeding by, with Lanci being led across the street by Talia, looking absent-minded, still thinking about something.

Lanci's emerald green eyes were full of thoughts.

"Lan!"

Rosalinda almost called out.

She saw Talia react immediately.

She wrapped one arm around Lanci's back, pulling him close, and they suddenly stepped onto the pavement.

In that unexpected moment of weightlessness, Lanci felt as if everything around him slowed down, the footsteps of pedestrians and the swaying green leaves on the treetops seemed to pass by in slow motion in his vision.

Only Talia's warm palm and embrace gave him an unparalleled sense of reality.

Lanci slowly lowered his head, looking at Talia who had suddenly hugged him tightly, he was quite surprised.

He wasn't new to being hugged by Talia.

But he had never been hugged by Talia so closely, as if she no longer maintained any gender reservations towards him.

"With me here, you won't get hurt."

Talia raised her hand to gently touch Lanci's cheek, comforting him like a mother appeasing a child scared by a vehicle.

"..."

Lanci still couldn't speak a word.

Her voice, her warmth, swept through his mind, making his thoughts even more chaotic.

In the past, he would certainly have said again that it was a good thing, otherwise, the people in the car would be in danger.

Because how could a mere magic energy vehicle crash into him and Tata, it would be like crashing into a tower, the car would be destroyed, and people would die.

But in this kind of atmosphere now, he, for some reason, couldn't utter this sentence.

"Lanci, are you shy? But if you need me to keep holding you to feel reassured, I'll keep holding you."

Talia seemed to perceive Lanci's bewilderment, disguising her pride while doting on him with a bit of a teasing challenge, she asked him.

They hugged each other like that on the street, already attracting the glances of passing pedestrians.

"..."

Lanci's eyes slowly moved, meeting Talia's golden eyes of a victor.

He was at a loss as to how to confront Talia.

But hesitating any longer, she would surely see through his awkwardness.

Lanci didn't know if it was a momentary confusion or a reflex.

Lanci instinctively hugged Talia, unable to resist gently sniffing the fragrance from her hair, as if savoring an aged fine wine.

Talia shuddered in surprise.

But she still refrained from pushing Lanci away.

With a slight blush, she continued to hold Lanci, ignoring the variety of people on Parie Street.

If Lanci didn't let go, she wouldn't either, waiting to see who would give in first.

...

On the other side behind the street corner.

"Look at how good their atmosphere is, this kind of close yet distant zero-distance embrace, this kind of youthful sense of naivety, this is love."

Just seeing from afar, Rosalinda felt her girlish heart melting.

"Meow."

Cat Boss, being held by Rosalinda, also watched Lanci and Tata's date.

Last time everything was wrong, both the process and the result.

This time the process was still all wrong, but the result seemed to have miraculously turned out right.

It didn't know what to say.

It just felt that if Lanci and Talia's strategist warfare were to have a second season, it would probably turn into a crazy contest.