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Chapter 389 Lanqi's Unexpected Visitor Appointment

Early morning three days later.

On the north side of the Protoss Royal School of Magic, there is a brick and stone building inlaid with dark gray reliefs. It is under particularly strict guard today.

The Redmond Building, built in 1728 and serving as the school's main administrative center, is one of the school's most representative and magnificent classical buildings. It has not been included in the renovation plan proposed by the new principal, Rocky McCarthy, and will remain in its original form for a long time.

Rocky McCarthy's office, as well as the meeting and reception areas for important off-campus visitors, are all on the upper floors of the Redmond Building.

Even if there were students passing by downstairs, they would just take a look and walk away quickly.

They roughly knew who Rocky McCarthy was going to receive today.

Once the "Campus Youth Prison Walk" plan proposed by Rocky McCarthy is successfully implemented, the implementation of school rules will be further consolidated in the future.

The school will retain the principle of taking care of students' life safety and change the punishment of students to a method that can create more social public value.

Of course, the school list was not enough to excite Warden Bacchus.

If it was just to discuss the plan, it was more that Warden Bacchus wanted to get to know Rocky McCarthy or do him a small favor.

However, with the large-scale cooperation plan of the Snowfield Province, things are different.

This was a wealth that was rolling in like an irresistible torrent. Just the tentative cooperation in the transfer of the first batch of Ghost Party prisoners from the Snowfield Province made Warden Bakas somewhat afraid to calculate the future value of the project.

Now it may be that Warden Bacchus has something to ask of Principal Lodge.

On the third floor of the Redmond Building, Rocky McCarthy, dressed as usual, and a man in his thirties walked slowly in the corridor of this ancient building. Everything around them was immersed in the solemnity of historical art paintings.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lodge, I'm a little late. The bishop election is approaching and there have been more unrest. The Imperial Police Department has too much work to do."

Warden Bacchus apologized politely to Principal Lodge.

Today he was not wearing the warden uniform of Helrom Prison, but a neat suit, with his hair combed neatly and wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, giving people an impression of being serious, upright and well-educated. But in fact, his style was well known in the imperial capital of Helrom, and he was not someone that ordinary people dared to deal with.

He liked to treat prisoners and subordinates in a dignified, cold and unquestionable tone, and his smile was often hypocritical, sarcastic and mocking. However, when facing Rocky McCarthy, he would become so gentle.

Upon hearing this, Lanqi just nodded slightly and looked ahead, as if he was thinking about something.

The two of them walked on the soft corridor floor. The deep red carpet under their feet was deep in color, thick in texture, and delicate in texture, flowing slowly under their feet. The wooden carved walls on both sides of the corridor were decorated with intricate gilded patterns, which sparkled with a subtle luster under the light, just like their thoughts at the moment.

"With great power comes great responsibility, and I understand that."

Lanqi smiled politely and sighed,

"But it's true that when it comes to the bishop election in three days, I get a headache."

Then Lanqi seemed to have remembered something troubling him, and muttered to himself in a wavering manner.

For neutral figures like them in the imperial capital, if they do not have a clear preference, voting is like a bet, and they can only avoid offending anyone by voting for the winning bishop.

"If Mr. Lodge has heard anything, please share it with me."

Warden Bakas asked Lanqi for advice.

Since Rocky brought this up, he must have some ideas, otherwise he wouldn't have happened to discover the key point in Bakas's words.

Bakas had also been trying to gather information these days. He had originally intended to ask Rocky McCarthy for advice, but he had not expected that Rocky would understand what he meant so quickly.

Lanqi groaned.

"I only know that the nobles in the north and the Imperial Army all hold the Annihilation Branch in high esteem. In my opinion, Asksan is still my favorite."

Lanci looked back at the corridor, making sure that no one was around, and said to Warden Bakas.

"..."

Bakas stared into Lanqi's emerald eyes. It was a sincere look from the heart. He seemed to very much hope that Asksan could live a good life.

"It seems that everyone thinks the same way."

Bakas nodded slowly and gradually.

If you think about it carefully, it makes sense. Rocky McCarthy is the governor of the Snowfield Province, and the north is the area guarded by the Bishop of Silence. It is not surprising that Rocky has some relationship with the Silence branch.

The two walked past neatly arranged large terraced windows that framed the outside world like exquisite paintings, showing the college courtyard, the ancient Helrom-style buildings and lush trees in the distance, as well as the newly renovated campus landscape under the Lanci plan.

When he arrived at the academy today, Bakas was surprised by the scenery.

He originally thought that Rocky McCarthy was just a manager and leader with unique skills, who liked to use his power to improvise some terrible works, but he didn't expect that his artistic attainments were truly amazing.

Even without considering Rocky McCarthy's current status in the empire, Bakas is very sure that Rocky McCarthy's works will be hard to find in the Protoss Empire in the future. In addition to the designs of these public facilities, if anyone can own a private piece of Rocky McCarthy's work, its value will definitely be so high that it can only be regarded as a legend.

This made Bakas even more convinced that he must make friends with the man next to him.

In this way, Bakas and Lanqi walked slowly for a while with thoughts in mind.

"Mr. Lodge, later today, an important person I know wants to talk to you alone. He also came up with it on a whim, and he happened to be sure to see you today. I wonder if you are free."

Warden Bacchus lowered his voice slightly and spoke to Lanqi, who was walking beside him with his hands behind his back.

"Oh? Who is it?"

Lanqi raised his eyebrows in confusion and looked at Warden Bakas beside him.

"Duke Morotian Berenhard."

Warden Bacchus mentioned his name quietly.

"Mr. Berendhard wants to see me. Do you need me to pass on the message?"

Lanqi looked at Warden Bakas seriously and asked.

As early as when he first came to the Northern Continent, he was just an unknown little figure in the Protoss Empire, but he had heard of the name of Duke Morotian Berenhard.

The father of Duchess Chloris, Duke Morodian Berenhard, is the holder of the [Original Slate - Undead] and one of the two most powerful men in the Protoss Empire.

I didn't expect that the Duke would find me today.

Chapter 390: Lan Qi's Two-Purpose

Lanqi thought about it and realized that Duke Morotian wanted the meeting to be relatively secret, so he did not make a big arrangement or apply through the college channel, but asked the warden to pass the message privately.

"Who told you, a busy man in the empire, to be so elusive?"

Warden Bacchus shook his head and joked. At this point, he was also observing Lanqi's expression, wondering if he would agree.

If he agreed, Duke Morotian Berenhard would naturally owe him a favor. If he did not agree, he would definitely not offend Rocky McCarthy.

All along the way, Bakas was trying to figure out the thoughts of the man next to him. He felt that he was full of the mysterious aura of a superior, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking in his thoughtful eyes.

Ranchi finally stopped and stood in front of the crimson double doors near the end of the corridor with Warden Backas.

"No problem. Warden Bakas has already spoken. I will make time for you no matter how busy I am. How about I wait for you in my office after we finish discussing our cooperation project today, Mr. Berendhard?"

Lanqi looked at Warden Bakas with a gentle expression, as if telling Warden Bakas that he would definitely give him this favor.

"...I am truly flattered. I will give Duke Morodian Berenhard an answer first, and then we can start our conversation."

Warden Bakas was slightly startled, then he smiled and greeted.

He found his conversation with Governor Rocky McCarthy very comfortable.

Compared to the powerful Duke Morodian Berenhard, Rocky McCarthy still respected him more, and put the negotiations with him first, followed by Duke Morodian Berenhard.

"No problem, Mr. Backus, please come this way."

Lanqi smiled, raised his hand and pushed open the heavy door, motioning Warden Bakas to go to the VIP meeting room.

Although Lanqi did not react on the surface, he was wondering in his heart what the purpose of Duke Morotian Berenhard's visit was.

In fact, he has always felt very strange, whether Crolis and Xiduo deceived him, or the Duke still had a lie.

Anyway, if we meet and chat later, we can find out whether the Duke is real or fake.

As for this moment, his mind was mainly focused on the other side of the suburbs west of the imperial capital Helrom. Sometimes his silence was not to make Warden Bakas feel that he was very profound, but it was really difficult to divide his attention when controlling two bodies.

……

West of the imperial capital Helrom.

On the outskirts of Helrom, there stands a huge square building, surrounded by the strict Protoss Empire troops. Although the various Helrom-style buildings nearby each have their own unique charm, they all seem inferior in comparison to this prison building.

The walls of Helrom Prison are dark grey and as solid as cold iron, covered with dense ancient magic seals. A cold light surrounds the building, and the magic fluctuations it emits can make the visitor's skin feel tingling, forming an impeccable protective barrier.

However, this part above ground is just the tip of the iceberg of this underground world-like prison.

There are a total of seven floors in Helrom Prison. Excluding the basic layer on the ground, the first to third floors are the outer layers, and the fourth to sixth floors are the inner layers.

For ordinary students of the Protoss Royal School of Magic, just looking at its existence from afar will cause an invisible sense of oppression and terror to sweep over their bodies.

Therefore, the vast majority of third-year students will not choose "Herrom Prison Guard Assessment" as their capstone diploma course.

Only with legal imperial documents and procedures, and after passing several security checks, can one enter the base level of the Helrom Prison.

Around the barrier outside the building, many figures wearing special standard imperial officer uniforms are patrolling. They are not ordinary imperial soldiers, but non-commissioned officers of the magic agent force. Anyone coming and going, as long as there is the slightest flaw or suspicion, will be locked by their sharp eagle eyes and detection magic.

All this is because many extremely dangerous imperial criminals are imprisoned inside the Helrom Prison.

In the past, in order to prevent the Resurrection Church or criminals from targeting the prisoners in this prison, the security here was slightly higher.

Now that the Resurrection Church has become a legal organization, no matter which branch it is, they need to maintain a good image of law-abidingness at the current critical juncture, and they also need to assist the Imperial Military to prove their willingness to cooperate.

With this group of former professional terrorists taking down other criminals, the frequency of violence and crime in the Empire began to plummet in a short period of time.

Early this morning, outside the fortress-like Helrom Prison, Hyperion and four other figures had passed through the building's layers of security checks. In the early morning sun, their shadows were stretched very long, stretching straight across the wide road until they went deeper into the building, where their shadows seemed to be erased, forming a completely enclosed space.

The trainee prison guard uniforms of several of them have the emblem of the Protoss Royal Magic Academy on them. They are co-branded prison guard uniforms. As long as they choose the subject of "Helrom Prison Guard Assessment", they will receive a set of uniforms as a commemoration regardless of whether they pass or not, whether they live or die.

"..."