Chapter 321 Lanqi Will Serve as the Governor of the Snowfield Province

In the VIP stand at the top of Kingston City Arena, Viscount Blackburn could not accept the victory that was decided in just a few seconds. He could not even fully accept that Char's set of punches and kicks ended faster than a blade. Competition.

The veins on his forehead were beating wildly, as if he was trying his best to resist the urge to order his men to kill Char and the two bastards from Protos Royal Academy of Magic, and he tightened his grip on the cane on the ground.

First he stared at Char, and then his eyes moved to Lan Qi and Sid in the distance of the stands.

"Professor Meiqi...you have no objection to me getting rid of those two students..."

Viscount Blackburn's teeth were not even opened, but he was making a terrifying trembling sound.

It's all the fault of those two troublemakers...! !

"no problem."

Meiqi nodded,

"Anyway, you will become the governor, and I will help you settle things in the imperial capital."

Mechi knew very well that he should comply with Viscount Blackburn's mood at this time.

Viscount Blackburn nodded, stood up, walked to the stand where a group of dignitaries from Snowfield Province were sitting, and invited them to walk to the side where Viscount Levin Kingston was.

The gleaming silver knight's arena building is reflected on the wrought iron fence of the VIP stand. A group of powerful nobles are slowly gathering from the seats and walking towards them. Their luxurious clothes are mixed with the fragrance of iris between the ranks, and they are reflected in the snow. The fields shone brightly in the winter sunshine, making the atmosphere of the just-concluded competition even more solemn.

As they approached, the people sitting on one side of the stand who had not yet left felt the change and moved away one after another. The bustling side of the stand where Viscount Levine Kingston was originally gradually became much emptier.

Some people did not dare to look directly, but just looked at the empty field, pretending to still watch the closing scene, while others held their children's hands tightly and reminded them not to make any noise. The area around the stands was instantly enveloped in sudden silence and depression. .

"Levin, congratulations on finding a good son-in-law, but... was he a little too harsh?"

Viscount Blackburn leaned on crutches and stood on the aisle not far from where Viscount Levin Kingston was sitting.

"I will pay for the medical expenses."

Viscount Levin Kingston only looked at Xia Ya, who was being taken care of by the medical staff he had arranged for him at the far side of the arena, his eyes full of gentleness.

"Medical expenses?! Can you afford it?!"

Seeing Levin's understatement, Viscount Blackburn could no longer contain his hatred.

"Regarding the matter of the Governor of Snowfield Province, please express your position. If you still want to deal with it today, don't blame us for becoming enemies in the future!"

A crazy sneer appeared on Viscount Blackburn's lips, and his clear voice was like a cold dagger, piercing the eardrums of everyone present.

Many people in Kingston City who had not yet retreated showed frightened expressions.

The lords behind Viscount Blackbone either looked directly at Viscount Levin Kingston, or looked away slightly apologetically, but they always stood on the side of Viscount Blackbone and Professor Mech.

Even the people understood what Viscount Bonn meant.

He began to threaten Viscount Kingston.

The other lords have agreed to the appointment of Viscount Blackburn as governor.

If Viscount Levine Kingston still does not agree, then the city of Kingston, which has become a mortal enemy with Viscount Blackburn, will be excluded from the Snowfield Province and be besieged by the Specter.

It is even difficult to guess whether Viscount Black will push Spectre from behind.

It is very likely that what Kingston City will encounter next is the destruction of the city and the death of people!

Viscount Blackburn's gloomy gaze swept across Lanqi and West Germany, and then looked at Professor Meiqi beside him, with a sneer on his lips, as if telling them that no matter what the outcome, neither of them could even think of leaving the Snowfield Province. .

For a time, the temperature over the entire arena dropped sharply, and the previous discussions and noises became a thing of the past. The faces of Kingstown residents were full of tension and panic, and there was an indescribable depression in the air. A person's heartbeat seems to be fighting against the silence around him, time seems to be stretched, and the second hand moves extremely slowly.

At the core of the entire arena, the Lord of Kingston City, who was wearing a dark blue embroidered robe, seemed extremely isolated and vulnerable at the moment.

People were waiting nervously, hoping that he could give a reassuring answer to everyone, but the sense of oppression in the atmosphere was getting stronger and stronger, making the whole scene likely to explode completely at any time due to the ignition of the fuse.

However.

Only Lan Qi, who was sitting next to him, gently pressed on the shoulder of Viscount Levon Kingston.

The gaze he met Viscount Levin Kingston seemed to tell him that he could just leave it to him.

"Everyone, let me just say a few words here."

Lan Qi raised his hand. Although the movement was very slow, his deep and steady voice gave people a sense of calmness like an anchor of stability in the storm. Several other nobles couldn't help but cast their gazes on him in confusion.

I saw him take out a few sketches from his pocket.

"These are the portraits of the deans of each department. If you, Professor Meiqi, are really a high-ranking person, you should recognize at least some of them, right?"

The nobles originally didn't plan to pay much attention.

But with just one glance, I was attracted and shocked by the paintings in his hands.

These portraits have delicate brushstrokes and deep emotions, as if each painting has a story waiting to be discovered, and it seems that they are just a few portraits drawn by the young man in front of them. At this moment, they can't help but imagine and speculate what kind of masterpieces these drafts will become if they become real paintings!

Even Viscount Black Bonn was surprised, and a trace of greed and deeper malice flashed in his eyes.

Silence permeated the stands.

Other nobles have heard that the young man who created Char is a student of the Protoss Royal School of Magic.

His question to Professor Mechi is very clear. It is openly questioning the authenticity of Professor Mechi's identity, and at the same time, it is also dismantling Viscount Black Bonn's stage.

In theory, they should speak up to defend Professor Mechi at this moment.

But.

Out of selfishness.

Several other nobles also wanted to take this opportunity to let Ranchi identify it for them.

So they all chose to pay attention tacitly and didn't say much for the time being.

"Of course I know their names."

Mechi's voice was still majestic, and he was not moved at all by Lanqi's questioning.

"My question is not about their names, but that in this school, the power of teachers also has internal levels, from the highest level zero to the lowest level nine. Please tell me what the corresponding authority level is for each of them."

Lanqi smiled calmly and asked again.

Suddenly, Mechi's expression froze, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

He understood that this was a psychological warfare.

He really didn't know whether there was this new level rule in the Royal School of Magic of Protoss.

If he denied it outright, and the other party immediately produced evidence that the sequence rule did exist in the school, then he would be exposed immediately!

But if he went along with the other party's words, the other party could say that there was no such rule in the school at all.

Damn little beast!

"I'm very sorry, the internal information of teachers cannot be made public. You don't have to try to get information from me and then threaten other teachers."

Mechi suppressed his anger and replied with a slight smile.

If he hadn't reacted quickly and thought of a response, he might have been forced into a dead end by the sudden turn of the question.

He had already had the intention to kill. After this moment of fooling around, he must let Viscount Blackbone kill these two guys quickly to eliminate the trouble!

"Oh? The authority levels of our school teachers are publicized to the public, right? All open and transparent."

Lan Qi smiled meaningfully and took out a copy of "Protos Royal School of Magic-Enrollment Brochure" from his pocket. It was the 1798 edition of the solar calendar, which was just released this year.

He seemed to be teasing Meqi from beginning to end, so that Sid, who was sitting behind him, couldn't help but smile.

"This is a fake!!"

Merchi immediately bit it dead, pointing at the book in Lan Qi's hand and said.

The reaction now must be lightning fast, and any hesitation will make him look guilty.

"You haven't even seen it, how can you say it's a fake?"

Lan Qi questioned in confusion.

The other nobles all twitched their eyes at this point.

The guy holding the enrollment brochure had natural movements just now, but he didn't know how many false movements and words were involved. He couldn't tell which sentence was a trap, and what new trap would be drawn after answering.

"I have been away from the academy for a while. This is a newly issued brochure. Your attitude is very unfriendly, which will naturally cause my misunderstanding. You know, you students always try your best to step on the teacher's head."

Metchie could only clench his fist in front of his mouth, and changed his words as if to ease the embarrassment, trying to round up the words.

"..."

Despite this, other dignitaries began to exchange glances with each other, and they had begun to doubt the authenticity of Mechi.

Mechi's logic was not wrong, but there were many flaws in his continuous reactions that made people less convinced.

Or if a person's status is real, then no matter what kind of temptation he endures, he should not reveal the flaws!

But Lanqi's temptation made people feel that Mechi had some problems.

If Professor Mechi was really fake, they made a mistake in front of two old students of the Protoss Royal Magic Academy, and they would probably become a big joke in the imperial capital.

But the problem is that Professor Mechi's deeds happen to match those of a recent figure in the imperial capital... This has been verified by the imperial capital investigation team.

"Excuse me, can you let us see this enrollment brochure?"

Finally, a middle-aged male noble in a formal suit stepped forward and asked Lanqi.

At this moment, everyone knew that this young man was extraordinary. Such an absolutely calm attitude and status made them all tend to lean towards one fact in their hearts-what this young man said was the truth.

"You?!"

Viscount Black Bonne raised his cane lightly, a little panicked.

Every page of the enrollment brochure has the magic steel seal of the Protoss Royal School of Magic, and its authenticity is easy to distinguish.

They have enrollment brochures from previous years for comparison, and the magic steel seal cannot be forged unless the ancient magic device in the school that can stamp this seal can be stolen.

So.

As the nobles looked through it.

From beginning to end, no information about Mechi was seen on it.

"There must be information at the back. The information of the dean of the department is at the back."

Viscount Bonn's heartbeat quickened and he pointed his crutch at the dignitaries who were reading the admissions brochure.

As a result, the name Mechi is never seen.

Meiqi's eyes darted from side to side, seeming to become more and more anxious.

"No matter what, remember what happened today Levin! One day I will settle the accounts with you!"

Viscount Blackburn turned to Viscount Levin Kingston and shouted, with a hint of leaving.

Anyway, even if Professor Mechi really has a problem and his plan to take office as governor fails today, he still has the opportunity to contact Spectre and take revenge on these damn guys!

But the next second.

Viscount Bonn, who was about to leave, was stopped by the knights of Kingston City Knights. The guards of Viscount Black Bonn also nervously confronted the knights.

"Levin?! What do you mean? Is there any more royal law? Do you want to do something bad to me in front of other lords?!"

Viscount Blackburn couldn't bear it and turned back to Viscount Levin Kingston to question, while looking at the other lords.

As a result, he found that the other nobles were flipping through the admission brochure and were completely stunned after seeing a certain page.

A long silence passed, and no one spoke for him.

The nobleman holding the book, as if out of affection, lifted it stiffly with his arms and showed it to Viscount Blackburn.

"Come, Viscount Bonn, tell me whose name is signed on the last page of this book."

Lan Qi leaned back in the chair, with a faint smile on his face, and raised his head and asked.

This moment.

Viscount Bonn's throat trembled, unable to make any sound, and his eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost.

Only the nobleman next to him helped him read out the words.

Extremely quiet, yet noisy.

The short name surrounded Viscount Bonn's ears like a magic sound that could not be dissipated.

Soon, under the order of Viscount Levin Kingston, the guards also arrested Viscount Blackburn, Professor Mech and their guards.

All processes have become faster.

The personal and material evidence of Viscount Blackburn colluding with the Spectre to murder Imperial Count Char Candace has been handed over to Viscount Levon Kingston by Ranchi. Before transportation is resumed, he can be imprisoned in Kingston according to the regulations. In the prison of Donton.

If Viscount Blackburn refuses to accept the decision, he will go to the Supreme Court in the imperial capital of Helrom later.

The surrounding nobles looked at this sudden revelation and change, and did not dare to speak. They only felt that they had made a big mistake.

The most important thing is that if the man in front of them hadn't come in person, none of them would be able to get away with anything that happened in the future!

"Sorry, Mr. Rocky McCarthy, it was our fault, please forgive me!"

"It's okay. I don't blame you. You are also a victim. I will keep this matter a secret for you to prevent your reputation from being damaged in the imperial capital."

Lan Qi shook his head and raised his hand again to indicate that they didn't need to be more restrained.

"..."

This made the other nobles fall silent again for a while.

This Rocky McCarthy seems to be a very friendly and affable person, but he also seems to be speaking slang.

He only had to make a few casual conversations in school to spread this story among teachers and noble students. In less than a day, they, the nobles of the Snowy Province, would be carved on a pillar of shame and whipped to death...

"I came to the north this time just to launch a series of special rectification plans to deal with the chaos in Snowfield Province. Are you willing to support me?"

Lan Qi asked succinctly.

"Of course, Mr. McCarthy."

In this situation, no nobleman responded to Lan Qi without any hesitation.

"Very good. When you see me in the imperial capital in one month, what are you going to call me?"

Lan Qi stood up, put his hands behind his hands and looked towards the south, as if he was looking at the imperial capital Herrom in the distance.

"Lord Governor Rocky McCarthy."

The leader was Viscount Levine Kingston who stood up from the side and bowed to Lanqi.

The other nobles soon followed one by one.

The position of governor of Snowfield Province now only requires an inauguration ceremony and the sending of an official letter to the imperial capital.

A capable gentleman like the principal of Protos Royal Academy of Magic is willing to serve as their governor. He does not seek responsibility, but instead helps them solve the mess. No matter how he will distribute and coordinate several city-states, today is already the best for them. the result of.

No one dares to say whether they are convinced or not.

They only know one thing, their noble sense of responsibility and sincere heart are absolutely not false, and he happens to have the ability to match it.

The man in front of him might make the Protos Empire great again.

…

On the arena seats not far away.

"Well, let's increase his favorability a little bit."

West stretched himself as if he had just gotten out of bed, and the bones in his waist rang. He felt that with the Holy Son here, he didn't have to worry about anything.

After hearing this, Boss Cat looked at Lan Qi who was being welcomed away by a group of nobles, and then looked at West Germany, hesitating and not daring to say anything.

"What do you want to say?"

Sid asked with a smile.

Boss Cat hesitated for a while, then looked at West Germany.

"You won't...really like him..."

The cat boss murmured that he was very worried that Lan Qi was really attracted by the Overlord Catholic Church, so even if he escaped back to the Southern Continent, nothing would happen.

"I'm raising him as my son. Could I fall in love with a boy so much younger than me? Who do you think I am?"

Only at this moment, Sid's eyes turned a little cold, causing the cat boss to shiver. Its dark cat hair stood up, as if it felt the bone-chilling horror when it first saw the bishop.

The cat boss understood.

Although she enjoyed it, she could distinguish between the game and reality, or it could be said that her heart had always been extremely cold and had never changed.

"Huh..."

After the shock, the cat boss huddled into a ball and couldn't stop the violent beating of his heart, but secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as Sigrid doesn't fall in love with Lanqi, there won't be any big problems on this trip to the northern continent.

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