Don't confiscate my identity as a human race-Chapter 1351 - 835: Lanci’s Preparations Before the Final Battle

Lanci glanced at the sky beyond the rose window.

It was about time to conclude today's discussion. Since the objective had already been achieved, staying here to continue conversing with Headmaster Violet for too long might arouse suspicion from others.

"By the way, Headmaster Violet, are you able to cast a Divine Art similar to the [Heart Purifying Divine Spell]?"

Before leaving with the cat in his arms, Lanci posed his final question to Violet.

The Bingxue Witch and priests of Loren's caliber could master divine arts like the [Heart Purifying Divine Spell], which were considered supreme techniques for removing negative statuses such as spiritual effects, curses, and illusions.

However, it was ultimately an eighth-order spell.

Rashal's authority [Blood Control Heart], on the other hand, surpassed the realm of mortal beings as a ninth-order power.

If their opponent had the strength of an eighth-tier Army God, it wouldn't be easy for a dispelling spell to hit precisely and take effect.

Furthermore, if it involved more advanced spiritual negative effects, even the Bingxue Witch's divine arts wouldn't suffice. They could only reflect the negative states but not purify them.

Unless a more targeted dispelling spell was used. For instance, a high-ranking priest of the Moon Goddess might have a way to break the curse.

This was why the Bingxue Witch believed there was an extremely low probability of Violet, the Sixth Army God of Aquamarine, being controlled. As the High Priest of the Moon Goddess, Violet would likely be entirely immune to spiritual control magic.

Of course, the prerequisite for being controlled by [Blood Control Heart] was having a Spiritual Fissure. If someone were pure and flawless at heart, Rashal's authority would have no effect on them. For someone like Marquis Ryan, the Ninth Army God, who clearly bore inner trauma, there was almost no way to counter Rashal's power.

"It's possible, but if we're talking about using Elseya Holy Domain's boundary divine skill [Moon God's Pure Land] to dispel ninth-order spiritual control, it would still be quite challenging. First, the caster needs to be weakened to a certain extent, reducing their spiritual power significantly. Then, I need to physically locate the caster, the source of the spiritual pollution, in order to temporarily disrupt their interference with other beings' spiritual magic through purification."

Violet thought for a moment before confirming.

Although difficult, it wasn't entirely out of the realm of possibility.

"Knowing there's a countermeasure puts me at ease. With you securing the rear, our chances of winning increase significantly."

Lanci once again expressed his gratitude to Violet, bidding her farewell in the principal's office.

With Violet covering for them and blocking potential threats, Lanci could now focus all his efforts on destroying Blood Moon City.

Once the Blood Clan's stronghold was obliterated, they would no longer have a sanctuary protected by centuries-old shadows.

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Winter nights came early in South Crayney.

After two or three hours, it was deep into the night.

The sky was painted with an inky black hue, adorned only by stardust and a white moon hanging amid the darkness.

After concluding his private conversation with Headmaster Violet, Lanci left her office.

Sure enough, Secretary Nyla was still waiting outside the door.

At this hour, there were no school buses operating, and Professor Landry might have had to walk back alone, still holding a large cat. Understanding this, Nyla had already arranged a ride for him.

Under Secretary Nyla's guidance, they exited the corridor of the Main Hall.

Lanci waited briefly as Nyla moved the silver Magic Guided Vehicle onto the road. He got in the car shortly thereafter.

With a faint hum, the vehicle departed from the grand Main Hall of Saint Kray Temple, heading toward the monastery's residential area.

"Professor Landry, did your meeting with the Headmaster go smoothly?"

The car drove through the area that housed the Main Hall as Nyla posed her question.

"No issues at all. Headmaster Violet is a very kind person."

Looking out at the monastery's nightly scenery through the window, Lanci replied.

"Of course, which is why Julius, who dared offend Headmaster Violet tonight, ought to pay dearly for his crimes. He'll regret it, no doubt."

Nyla remarked vindictively, her tone far fiercer than Violet's herself.

Lanci couldn't help but chuckle at Nyla's comment.

She had a way of expressing herself plainly, whether it was her fondness or dislike—it never left anyone guessing.

The car fell silent for a moment.

Lanci idly stroked the fur of the large gray cat in his arms.

"Miss Nyla, could you come to my house later for a bit?"

Lanci glanced toward Nyla, focused on driving in the front seat, and finally asked.

He felt it was necessary to confirm whether Nyla was genuinely a member of the Silvermoon Reform Association.

If there was a connection to Princess Alexia and Headmaster Violet, then several suspects were already surfacing in his mind.

Secretary Nyla, undoubtedly, ranked as the most suspicious candidate.

"Oh, no, Professor Landry. I don't want to become the new fiancée in your rumors."

Nyla quickly responded, light-heartedly and breezily.

"No, that's not what I meant,"

Lanci replied, clutching his head in exasperation.

It's so easy to spread rumors, yet dispelling them feels like an endless chase.

At this point, he felt that getting his point across was becoming an uphill battle.

The matter of the Silvermoon Reform Association was undoubtedly too delicate to discuss openly, yet it was an immensely critical issue that required private exchanges. freёnovelkiss.com

"Meow."

Talia the cat stared at Lanci, expressionless.

You had this coming, meow.

All the trouble Lanci had caused in the past was now being paid back in full.

Even when it came to Loren's rumors, Lanci had never actively spread them. To this day, Lanci was uncertain about who in Ichrite Academy was responsible for circulating tales about Loren.

However, the wager Lanci had set up for Miss Juliana on behalf of Dean Loren, combined with the subsequent series of farcical events, might have inadvertently confirmed certain rumors. This led to the unfortunate incident on the final day of the academy visit, where Loren was seated at the judge's table during the team combat competition, covering his face in silent distress.