Lanchi's Citizenship Is Being Coveted

On the Ilyavin Great Plains.

"Uh... weren't we told the Artificial Shadow World wasn't dangerous?"

Lanchi gazed at Ferrat, who lay motionless in the distance, and muttered with some concern.

He seemed to have hit him too hard.

According to Lanchi's plan, the more chances Hughberlian could create for him to raise Ferrat's anger, the better their odds of winning would be.

But Lanchi had never tried fighting like this before.

He wasn't sure how angry he needed to make Ferrat before using Poet of Great Love to make Ferrat so furious that he stopped being angry altogether.

So Lanchi had merely asked Hughberlian to stall for as long as possible.

That would make things a little safer.

He hadn't expected Poet of Great Love to be so terrifying.

Serious cardiovascular and cerebrovascular damage beyond the protection program of the Artificial Shadow World has been detected in Examiner Ferrat. Emergency evacuation procedures are about to begin...

As the notification suddenly appeared in the sky above the Shadow World, Ferrat's figure on the ground was teleported out of the Artificial Shadow World.

At the same time, Teacher Theresa, who was in charge of coordination in the exam room, anxiously clenched her hands and stamped her feet.

After observing Ferrat's condition, she immediately contacted the medical team from the Alchemy Institute. They were already carrying a stretcher toward the exam room.

Most healing spells were geared toward surgery.

Advanced magic could also treat internal injuries as long as the pathology wasn't too complicated.

But she really couldn't treat a cerebral hemorrhage.

Ferrat needed a specialist to perform surgery and save him.

"Lanchi... and I was worried at first that Ferrat would give you a hard time..."

Theresa covered her face with both hands as she muttered, her voice filled with despair.

So she had been worrying about the wrong victim.

She no longer knew how to assess the young man who had so calmly told her "I'm a White Mage" when he first enrolled.

The thought of Lanchi eventually studying at the Sage Institute, perhaps even joining the Healing Mage Department, made Theresa feel that the school's reputation was doomed.

Lanchi might single-handedly change the connotations of the term "healing mage."

Even in the entire history of healing mages, he would leave a mark in bold ink.

The Conference Room of the Sage Institute was neat and solemn, with long tables arranged around a huge circular Magic Screen in the center.

Several crystal lamps hung from the ceiling. Along with the carefully polished details on the walls and the neutral color scheme, they made the entire space bright and comfortable.

But at that moment.

The Conference Room had already fallen into a chaotic uproar of discussion.

"We just received the latest news from the exam room. Ferrat suffered a cerebral hemorrhage because of Lanchi."

"His Magic Cards are seriously twisted!"

"If that kid gets you worked up, you're finished. He'll make you instantly lose control of yourself."

"But if you were in Ferrat's position, who could guarantee they wouldn't lose their temper because of him?"

"..."

Everyone understood the reasoning.

But even though everyone now knew that Lanchi's strategy of provoking his enemies was an Overt Stratagem,

if they really had to face Lanchi, no one could say for sure whether they could keep themselves under control...

Lanchi had even held back a mysterious Tier 1 Magic Card until the end.

Who knew if it was an even more infuriating card? And who knew what other torturous methods Lanchi would come up with in the future?

"If he's your opponent, you either kill Lanchi immediately, or, even if he or his teammate manages to stall you, you must keep your heart from wavering until you kill him."

Vice Principal Ron commented as he reviewed the examination.

With Poet of Great Love as Lanchi's core trump card, any emotion besides anger—including shock, sorrow, and joy—could also prove fatal when facing him.

And clearly, Lanchi himself was exceptionally skilled at toying with his enemies' minds, forcing them into extreme emotions and then making those emotions impossible to stop, like rocks rolling down a mountain.

"Usually, the kind of people who like to toy with their enemies' minds are the most evil demons in the demon race's holy wars of annihilation. That's the sort of method they like to use."

Watching the decisive replay on the Magic Screen, one teacher couldn't help sighing.

"Perhaps we should investigate his citizenship again."

Another teacher immediately raised the suggestion.

Vice Principal Ron shook his head.

"There's no need to do something so disrespectful to a student. His race was already verified when he enrolled."

"Even demons wouldn't dare use Lanchi's indiscriminate card recklessly, because a demon's desires are precisely their weakness. Once infinitely magnified, it's equivalent to self-destruction."

"Only someone with a mind as clear and still as a mirror could remain unaffected."

Ron sighed.

Clearly, Lanchi possessed that kind of invincible mindset. His temperament was extraordinarily optimistic and composed.

No matter what situation he encountered, he had never shown the slightest trace of wavering.

The teachers present could only nod helplessly.

Although it was difficult to define the strength of Lanchi, who was currently only Tier 2, they knew that no one wanted to face him after he matured.

His lower limit was close to zero, but his upper limit was equally terrifyingly high.

Take this examination, for example. Despite the increased difficulty, Lanchi and Hughberlian had not only passed but also fulfilled the special condition of defeating the examiner, ensuring that they would receive an exceptionally high score.

Vice Principal Ron knew that Hughberlian, Lanchi's temporary teammate this time, was not yet the partner most compatible with him.

If Lanchi truly found a teammate with perfect synergy, it would probably be an unimaginable disaster...

At that thought, Vice Principal Ron took off his glasses and began searching through the Knight Institute's new student records.

When he found the relevant page, he drew in a deep breath.

This year, their school seemed to have enrolled a pair of Hidden Dragons and Young Phoenixes...

In Phantom Canyon, Lanchi let out a sigh of relief when the notification that they had passed the examination appeared.

It seemed that he hadn't damaged the Artificial Shadow World terminal this time.

But this terminal really did have serious hidden dangers. What did they mean, there was no danger to life? Hadn't he just uncovered one?

The professors of the Magic Engineering Institute would surely be grateful to him, the new student of the Sage Institute, for eliminating a safety hazard for them.

"I'll head back out first."

In the distance, Hughberlian tiredly waved to Lanchi before exiting the examination environment of the Artificial Shadow World.

Compared with Lanchi, who was completely unharmed, she had suffered quite a few injuries and was in considerable discomfort. Only by exiting the Artificial Shadow World could she recover from them.

Lanchi nodded toward the direction in which Hughberlian had disappeared.

Then he glanced toward the epic summoned creature—Poet of Great Love.

The reason he couldn't directly exit the Artificial Shadow World was that he first had to recall all his Magic Cards before he could pass through the Void Gate.

Looking at the little demon summoned creature that looked extremely similar to Talia, Lanchi couldn't help shaking his head and laughing.

When he had worked with Talia to create this card using Poem of Compassion, he had handled the drawing.

To make the card as perfect as possible, he had naturally used the style he was best at—

Directly copying Talia's appearance and giving the summoned creature her form!

Moreover, Talia was the primary Card Maker behind this Summoning Card, and it had an extremely deep bond with her.

Shaping the card around her appearance had, by sheer coincidence, brought its compatibility to an indescribable level.

Even though Talia had been both shocked and furious when she saw the result,

she had still forcibly held back for the sake of not ruining this astonishing masterpiece that was about to be completed—and for the enormous card-making fee Lanchi had promised her.