Lanchi's Night Tour of the Capital

"Mr. Barton Hall, we'll leave that Blood Race Viscount in your care for safekeeping. I'll do my best to avoid contact with the Bulida Mafia for the time being. Ifatia and I have reached an agreement—she may interrogate this Blood Race Viscount as she pleases."

Lanchi hurried after Barton and stepped once more into the winding passage leading up to the surface.

Talia silently walked beside Lanchi.

She pretended not to be particularly intelligent, merely a beautiful and powerful summoned creature under his control and command.

"Take care."

Barton understood Landry's intentions.

The disappearance of a Blood Race Viscount would inevitably make the Blood Race realize that their plan to kill Elsa had failed.

Landry would then openly take Elsa back to Saint Krui Di Monastery from the Mafia's territory.

When that happened, the Blood Race's target would naturally become Professor Landry.

As for him, the Mafia boss Barton should have been someone who would not appear today.

Although Professor Landry might attract the Blood Race's hatred for protecting Elsa, an older brother protecting his younger sister was only natural. Landry also already possessed considerable prestige in Bulida. Judging by the Blood Race's patterns and style of operation, they still had to abide by Bulida's rules.

Considering the cost, the Blood Race might not try to make a move against him again.

If the Blood Race truly wanted to overturn the table and use force to deal with the insignificant Professor Landry, regardless of success or failure, they would have to risk being dragged out of the shadows and exposed in the open, losing everything in the process. They would be forced to reveal themselves.

The dim yellow lights overhead flickered, stretching their shadows into long, slender shapes.

The walls forged from Magic-Sealing Steel gleamed with a chilly metallic sheen,