Don't confiscate my citizenship

Some teachers even got anxious and wanted to punish Zestira, so they just hit her. As a result, they were sent to the doctor with burns or electric shocks.

The young man with brown hair and green eyes looked quite gentle. He would at least not be angered by his daughter and end up in a conflict and getting hurt.

"Thank you, Lord Viscount."

Lanky smiles and thanks.

"Mr. Lodge, do you know what happened on the ship before?"

Francis was silent for a moment, glanced at Lanqi beside him, and then asked.

"The ship stopped for a while in the morning, but nothing seemed to happen."

Lanqi thought back and expressed his feelings in the guest room.

Although Boss Cat used telekinesis to float from the window to the edge of the deck to see what was going on when the ship just stopped, it was only after Boss Cat said that the situation was not that urgent that Lanqi chose to use [Friendship Bug] to send a message to the Silver Armored Priest to come down, instead of directly using [Beautiful Notes] to turn the entire ship into a ghost ship and immediately show up in person to save the Viscount.

"so."

Seeing Lanqi's natural ignorance, Viscount Francis quickly dispelled his doubts.

It's true that I'm getting old and I think too much.

It is impossible that the silver-armored priest had evil intentions at first, but after he met the young man on the deck, he was influenced by his words.

Instead of thinking about such absurd things, it would be better to pray to the goddess that this scholar from the southern continent could be a little more tolerant of his disobedient daughter.

Chapter 247 Lanqi's Positive Work Attitude

The ship finally docked, and the huge iron anchor fell, making a roar when it hit the surface of the sea, accompanied by white splashes of water, and the cable was tied firmly to the large iron ring on the dock.

Before Viscount Francis got off the boat, servants from the manor had already prepared a car and were waiting for him.

Lanqi followed Viscount Francis along the gangway to the dock and boarded the carriage that went directly to the lord's mansion.

The sound of horse hooves tapping on the stone road made a melodious echo, interweaving with the sound of waves in the distance.

Lanqi looked out the window quietly. In the distance, the silhouette of the lighthouse and the fiery sunset glow complemented each other. The buildings seemed to be built with emotion and history. Every stone and every wall bore traces of craftsmen. It was a town completely different from Ikerit.

It is said that the style of the imperial capital of Protoss is truly different. The highly developed magic engineering construction and the demon heritage make the city full of magical colors where order, chaos and diversity coexist.

If possible, Lanqi would like to finish the assignment as soon as possible, and then have fun with Hyperion in the imperial capital without distraction.

After all, Dean Loren had said that they could delay returning for two months and would not be expelled, so they naturally had to make the most of the vacation that came with their academic projects.

I also have to work hard to gain a foothold in the Protoss Empire.

"Lord Viscount, can I start teaching Miss tomorrow?"

Lan Qi thought for a while and asked Viscount Francis sitting opposite.

"Of course you can, but don't you need to rest for a while first?"

Viscount Francis looked at the bandages on Lanqi's body.

"It's nothing serious, these injuries won't affect my brain."

Lanci replied with a smile.

Once he starts struggling, he doesn't want to waste any day.

Now the Resurrection Church has obtained legal permission, but judging from the attitude of the residents of Lilom City, the identity of Resurrectionists is still not welcomed by most citizens in the Protoss Empire.

If he wanted to use the [Certificate of Resurrection - Destruction] to go through the official procedures of the Resurrection Church to obtain the Empire's identity certification, then his legal identity in the Northern Continent would be tied to the church.

However, his certificate of resurrection itself has a flaw. At least the bishop level has the authority to access its real information, so he cannot use this [Certificate of Resurrection - Destruction] to actually meet the Bishop of Extinction. Its role is only to enable Lanqi to quickly connect with the Resurrection Church in the Northern Continent.

Judging from the current situation, he would rather obtain the status of an ordinary resident of a remote province, so that he can start a regular business in the Protoss Empire, and then switch to the Nirvana branch to obtain his own [Certificate of Resurrection - Nirvana]. At that time, his resident status and believer status will be separate.

The promise made by Viscount Francis at the time was actually very broad. He even asked Lanci to set any conditions as long as he could be qualified as the Viscountess's tutor.

The Viscount actually knew clearly what Lanqi needed most right now. Despite this, he still made this promise to Lanqi, and naturally tacitly agreed to the feasibility of giving Lanqi an identity.

"Mr. Rocky, you can actually take a rest for two days... and then try to work. Teaching her is not an easy task. I will first ask someone in the mansion to send you a copy of all the theoretical magic textbooks of the Protoss Empire."

Viscount Francis replied helplessly.

He was worried that the young man would suffer both physical and mental torture.

"I can finish reading the books I need for class the next day tonight. I would feel guilty eating and drinking for free in the manor."

Lanqi said with a confident smile.

Actually, you don’t have to watch it.

In Lanqi's opinion, the set of books written by Professor Pollao should be no worse than the textbooks of any country or school, plus he himself has already mastered them by heart and absorbed them thoroughly.

He only needs to know a little bit about the syllabus of Protus Royal Academy of Magic. After all, the Viscount hopes that Zestila, who is very partial to subjects, can successfully pass the school's future courses and not cause trouble in that strict hierarchy and frequent assessment school. , and adapt to the communication mode of "teaching".

"Then...I'll leave it to you."

Viscount Francis sighed and nodded in approval.

At least from the other party's attitude, we can see his sincerity and confidence in his own level.

"But if the class is scheduled to start tomorrow morning, then I have something to explain to you now."

Viscount Francis's brow soon became extremely sad.

He had originally planned to let Lanqi stay in the lord's mansion for two days before slowly telling him everything, but now he could only give him instructions on the way.

"My daughter, Zestira, is actually not a bad person. She has just been subjected to a lot of prejudice since she was a child because of her demonic characteristics... Although people take her identity into consideration when treating her, there are some things hidden in the eyes that cannot deceive children..."

Viscount Francis' words were full of guilt.

"I shouldn't have taken her to the provincial capital or the imperial capital. There, the nobles wouldn't even treat her as a human being. Her already sensitive heart must have suffered trauma that I can't even imagine."

He knew that he could not empathize with his daughter, and he knew what she had gone through during her preparatory exams at the Royal Academy of Magic in Protoss.

After returning to Lilom City with her, she locked herself in her room and rarely went out.

Lanqi listened carefully to Viscount Francis's story, patted Viscount Francis on the shoulder from time to time, and gave advice and comforting words like a psychologist. Unconsciously, the sky outside the car window had darkened. They passed an ancient arch bridge, next to which were historical buildings and street lights, and would soon arrive at the lord's mansion.

"Don't worry, I will try to communicate with her spiritually. The culture of my country is different from yours. Maybe there was some prejudice against demons a few years ago, but now at least in my school, no one discriminates against demons. Even pure-blooded demons can live out their lives in the capital, eat and sleep every day, and live happily without any worries."

Lanci assured Viscount Francis.

Viscount Francis knew that the other party was a gentle young man who would joke with him by portraying some romantic imaginations that were too idealistic and unrealistic.

A hundred years ago, the war against the demons had spread all the way to the Southern Continent. Even though the countries in the Southern Continent did not hate the demons as deeply as the Protoss Empire, they were not able to treat the demons that well.

The more he talked with Lanqi, the more Viscount Francis felt that he had to face reality.

This young man still thinks things are too simple.

His daughter hated discrimination, was afraid of pity, and resisted charity. She was constantly hurt, which gradually made her develop an aggressive self-isolation until she completely isolated herself and denied all others.

Viscount Francis could understand very well her long-standing and incurable mental illness and how it eventually led to her current state.

It is because of this understanding that Viscount Francis deeply understands that this is an almost unsolvable deadlock.

Maybe he was desperate and would seek help from a young man he found.

But no matter what, Viscount Francis could only hold on to a slim hope and make as little attempt as possible.

Chapter 248: Lanqi's Master One-on-One

The next day.

On this winter morning, the morning light shines through the thick fog and onto the marble brick walls of the Lord's Mansion in Lilom City.

This mansion is located at the back of the city, surrounded by exquisite gardens, with mountains and forests visible in the distance. The intricately carved family crest above the gate reflects light, heralding the beginning of the day.

Viscount Francis took Lanci out of the dining room on the first floor of the mansion.

Inside the mansion, the magic furnace dispels the winter chill.

"I hope you can get used to the breakfast style here in the Northern Continent."

Viscount Francis smiled and said, his voice deep and gentle.

"This is the best hospitality I have ever received, thank you."

Ranch responded.

After the two had a pleasant breakfast together, Viscount Francis and Lanqi walked along a long corridor in the mansion. Portraits of successive viscounts were hung on the walls. The carpet was imported from the southern continent. Its complex patterns and colors gave people a warm and peaceful feeling.

"I will have to trouble you from now on. Regardless of whether or not you can successfully get Zesstila to accept her instruction, please don't feel pressured."

Viscount Francis said.

"I will do my best, Lord Viscount."

They finally reached a door decorated with intricate wood carvings.

Viscount Francis knocked on the door gently. There was no response. He waited for a few seconds and then slowly opened the door.

What appeared before them was a stunning private space. Miss Zestila's room was decorated like a small museum, with various books, magic crystals, artworks and antiques neatly arranged.

A large window allows natural winter light to softly flood the room, vividly reflecting the collectible decorations in the room.

And the figure of a young girl was standing next to the desk on the window side of the room.

"This Mr. Rocky is your new tutor. He is from the Southern Continent. I think the culture there is different from ours."

The Viscount stood at the door, holding the door handle, and pondered.

The figure in the room just turned around and glanced at Viscount Francis and Lanqi, then ignored them and continued reading his magic book.

Just like the turn back just now was just to give face to Viscount Francis.

"Mr. Lodge, please forgive me."

Viscount Francis shook his head.

"Leave it to me, Master Francis. Thank you for your family's kindness to me."

Lanqi nodded.

"Then I'll get back to work."