Chapter 727: Lanqi's Imperial Career

Lanqi walked in the inner corridor of the fourth floor of the Eliot Building in the central building complex of the monastery.

This long corridor is surrounded on all sides, forming a majestic arched loop.

He memorized the map while walking.

He found that every time he was about to reach the end of the road at the intersection, a sign would appear on the wall: "Turn ahead".

And after turning each corner, the front was as usual a bright and clear road ahead.

The big words "Turn ahead" hit his eyes again and again, and gradually opened his heart.

It turned out that there are no people with poor directions in this world, but some people don't know how to turn.

"You..."

Talia listened to Lanqi's voice and wanted to ask but stopped.

She always felt that Lanqi was doing a mission, but it was not her mission.

The more familiar Lanqi was, the more she felt that this man had a little trace of other people left on him.

"When you went to the North Continent, what did you do besides doing the project?"

Talia, who had never paid much attention to Lanqi's story, finally started to care a little.

"I've just been concentrating on my research project."

Lan Qi was confused, not knowing why Talia suddenly asked him this.

"..."

Talia found that it was indeed the truth.

But she just felt that Lan Qi was too familiar with life in a foreign country.

"How do you usually concentrate on your research project?"

Talia asked tentatively.

"Improve your business ability, exercise your practical skills, and strive to satisfy your superiors."

Lan Qi thought about it and answered.

"..."

"Then you should improve your skills and try to satisfy me and enjoy it more."

Talia conveyed her thoughts with peace of mind.

No matter how Lan Qi tossed around in the Northern Continent, she was the beneficiary after all. Thinking about it, she felt that the trip to the Krei Empire was full of comfort.

Every day was no different from staying in Ikerit.

"Of course."

While chatting with Talia in his heart, Lan Qi walked through the circular corridor and came to the fourth-floor suspended atrium of the Elliot Building.

The top of the stone column is inlaid with mosaics, and the inner wall is painted with murals of the gods' creation. Although the colors have faded with the passage of time, the grand composition still makes people believe that it is a building left over from the period close to the Age of Gods.

The arched windows on both sides are several feet high, and the flower pot sculptures on the top stretch and twist along the window edges. Occasionally, a gentle breeze blows, the window lattices rustle gently, and a few birds fly across the sky, casting a faint silhouette.

The inner corridor leads in all directions, from which you can reach the library, restaurant, chapel and other places attached to the Eliot Building.

This morning, Lanqi saw the email sent by Miss Naira, the principal's secretary, through the school staff system. Yesterday's classroom 4-21 will not be used for teaching for the time being, and Professor Landry's lecture course has been moved to classroom 4-43.

So he had to come earlier again, considering the time to find a new classroom.

Although it is common for teachers to be late in the free Ikerite Academy, and there is even a small probability that teachers will skip classes, Lanqi's professionalism and norms do not allow him to do such irresponsible things. Every time he arrives near the classroom at least fifteen minutes early and enters the classroom five minutes early.

As he walked, the light gradually dimmed and he walked into the corridor area again.

From time to time, teachers and students passed by, and the rustling footsteps echoed in the empty atrium corridor.

At the arch corner of the corridor eaves, there is also an image of the moon god of St. Clement's Monastery.

"..."

Lanqi's pace gradually slowed down and looked ahead.

At the end of this familiar corridor stood a man in a special style of military uniform.

The other party was standing under the door of classroom 4-21.

It seemed that he had been waiting for him for a long time.

"Long time no see, although strictly speaking I just met him last week, Professor Landry."

Red Falcon Nicholas, the officer's hat brim held by his hand was pressed down so deep that it almost blocked his forehead.

Despite this, his eyes under the brim of his hat were also staring at Lanqi.

"For people like us who are busy for the Empire, every day feels like a month, so it's normal to feel that we haven't seen each other for a long time."

Lanqi was slightly surprised but nodded, indicating that he deeply agreed.

"Section Chief Nicholas, why are you here?"

He continued to walk forward.

According to the map, the fastest route to classroom 4-43 is through the original classroom 4-21. Red Falcon Nicholas obviously considered this and waited here.

Of course, after Lanqi came to the Elliot Building, he felt a sight, which must be Red Falcon Nicholas.

Last time at the first station of Brillda, he had just arrived in this city by the magic rail train and was attacked by the Allied female killer Unity. After the accident, he was investigated by Nicholas, an officer of the Imperial Operations Department codenamed Red Falcon.

This officer has a handsome face with sharp edges and neatly trimmed dark reddish brown hair, with the neatness and competence of a soldier.

The Imperial Special Operations Department, also known as the Imperial Magical Special Forces, is directly under the Emperor's charge and can mobilize resources from all parties without going through the military system.

Any inconspicuous civilian or seemingly ordinary shop owner passing by on the streets of the Empire may be a member of the Imperial Special Operations Department.

Among the several departments under the Imperial Special Operations Department, the Domestic Spy Department, which is more inclined to the internal affairs of the Kremlin, is responsible for monitoring domestic dissidents, uncovering anti-war elements and spies, and maintaining the stability of the regime. Red Falcon Nicholas is the head of the Domestic Spy Department.

"I think if you come early, you will probably go here. I just want to talk to the professor about something. It shouldn't delay the professor's class."

Red Falcon Nicholas asked as he waited for Ranch to walk to the door of the classroom where he was standing.

"It won't take up too much of the professor's time this time. It will only take about five minutes."

He added.

"That's no problem."

Ranch readily agreed.

He reserved enough time and it wouldn't affect his teaching.

Red Falcon Nicholas grasped the door handle and turned it, and stretched out his hand to signal Ranch to enter the classroom.

Ranch nodded and followed Red Falcon Nicholas into the 4-21 classroom that had just been used yesterday.

From the Creepy arched French windows on one side of the classroom, the golden setting sun outlined grating marks on the ancient oak floor.

They walked slowly past the long tables and desks that had experienced a hundred years of wind and rain. Red Falcon Nicholas's eyes were already on the densely packed paint pen handwriting covering the glass windows, and he seemed to be in deep thought in an instant.

The flowing handwritten demon magic spells and rituals seemed to flow directly from the mind of a master.

It was a rigorous deduction of magic engineering, woven from a series of demon letters and human language. A few words contained the vast material world, and there were some vague traces of draft-like corrections, which seemed to verify the birth of the new theory that was fermenting...

"I have to admit that when I first saw this glass window, I seemed to be in the thinking kingdom of a genius. Through those shining symbols and formulas, I seemed to be able to glimpse the origin and laws of the operation of fire and seals."

Red Falcon Nicholas said to himself in a deep voice.

Those tortuous formula symbols are exuding a holiness and piety that is almost religious.

It's like a theoretical blockbuster bomb exploded in the microscopic world inside the classroom that is difficult for the naked eye to see.

From now on, this century-old classroom will stand quietly, becoming a fertile soil for nurturing wisdom, hiding countless precious thinking heritages, waiting for the prying and understanding of those who are destined.

"I still underestimated you, Professor Landry."

Or rather, he felt that there were more and more things about Landry that were worth paying attention to.

"Are you also a magic engineering major? Section Chief Nicholas."

Lanqi asked with interest.

Violet's secretary Naira obviously didn't like people from the Empire Special Operations Department, so she didn't help Red Falcon Nicholas arrange for him to meet Professor Landry, nor did she tell Lanqi.

So Red Falcon Nicholas needed to find Landry in person at school.

But Red Falcon Nicholas's authority meant that he would have a way to meet anyone in the Cree Empire as long as he wanted to.

Except for professors of the School of Magic Engineering and relevant personnel of the Imperial Military, this classroom is no longer allowed to be entered by ordinary students and school workers at will. It is only open at fixed times, and requires identity registration, and the words on the glass windows and blackboards are protected by barriers, which cannot be easily tampered with, erased or destroyed.

Red Falcon Nicholas is the person who has the authority to enter the classroom at any time to investigate.

If these magical engineering principles of inestimable value to the Kreiwen Empire were quickly leaked to the Silver Moon Reform Society or the Allied spies, Red Falcon Nicholas would also have to use clues to infer who was suspected of passing on the original content and when.

Although even if such a thing really happened, there might not be evidence, but as the head of the Empire's internal department, any information could become a clue to find out the elements that endanger the Empire.

"I am not a magic engineering major. I started from scratch. Of course, this does not affect my understanding of magic engineering knowledge. My duties require me to know a little bit of everything."

Red Falcon Nicholas turned his eyes from the glass window back to Lanqi and answered.

"Are you interested in magic engineering? For example, if you have any doubts, I am happy to discuss with you."

Lanqi said to Nicholas openly.

"Now is not the time to talk about this. After all, I am wasting Professor Landry's time. We need to talk about something more important."

Red Falcon Nicola looked at Lanch's frankness and smiled without much emotion.

"Regarding the clues you provided on the Brillda Magic Rail last time, the 62-year-old publisher, Lovia from Gran Waverly, the northern border of the Cremorne Empire, has been investigated by us. Unfortunately, he is not obviously suspected."

He stated.

"It's unlikely."

Lanch held his chin in doubt.

"If I didn't hear it wrong, I can guarantee that there is definitely something wrong with that old man."

He turned and said with certainty, his eyes were still so firm.

"..."

Red Falcon Nicola observed Professor Landry's expression.

There was not much panic on the face of this black-haired, blue-eyed professor, only deep doubts.

He seemed to be stubborn, and seemed to be more certain that there was something wrong with Lovia who was on the same train at the time.

"Okay, don't worry. I will investigate this person further. Before everything is concluded, Professor Landry, please rest assured that we will not mistakenly arrest any loyal ministers, nor will we let go of any rebels."

Red Falcon Nicholas nodded and promised the professor.

He thought Landry was very smart.

Now that part of his academic achievements have been made public in the Empire, these contents have also begun to ferment rapidly in the Imperial academic community. Perhaps everything is in Landry's plan.

By then, even if Lovia's information is really fabricated by Landry, someone from the Empire will come to protect Landry so that the Special Operations Department will not be able to easily touch such a magical engineer.

But Nicholas wants to arrest people, and he has many ways, but now the time has not come.

"So is there anything else?"

Lan Qi looked at the clock in the classroom and asked Nicholas the Kestrel nonchalantly.

Not only was Lanci very calm, Talia was not as nervous this time as she was last time.

Nicholas the Kestrel did not find out the identity of Lovia, a 62-year-old man, as an Allied spy. It was just that Lan Qi had not secretly leaked the information yet.

This kid seems to be deliberately trying to make Nicholas doubt him first, and then start to dispel Nicholas's suspicion when the suspicion reaches its peak, until it is completely reversed.

He left it here to play on purpose.

Talia even felt that even if Lan Qi had several girlfriends at the same time, he could coax each of them to good things, and even make them feel guilty and unwilling to doubt him.

As long as nothing unexpected happens, he can play with people's psychology.

What a born scumbag saint.

Playing with boys and girls.

"I would like to invite Professor Landry to serve as Honorary Advisor to our Imperial Special Operations Institute."

Nikolay the Kestrel bowed slightly to Lan Qi and handed over a gold-plated card with the emblem of the Creation Army and the unique logo of the Special Operations Division engraved on it.

The most corner of the card is also printed with the certification coating of the institute.

Lan Qi stared at the card, then raised his eyes again to look at Nicholas the Kestrel.

Even among the people, there have been rumors that the Imperial Special Operations Department also has a secret laboratory that develops various silent special weapons, such as poisons, alchemical organisms, high-performance explosive devices, etc. The research institute is also located in the capital Brill Da.

The honorary advisor is not a formal position, but he is nominally a member of their Empire's Special Operations Division. From now on, Nicholas will not need to go to great lengths to see Landry.

"Is Chief Nikolai inviting me to join the Imperial Special Operations Division?"

Lan Qi asked Nicholas with surprise and interest.

"certainly."

Nicholas answered decisively.

"This job is completely free of charge. You would have to be crazy to agree to it."

Thalia said in Lanci's mind.

There is neither a formal establishment nor actual power, just a title. At the same time, they may be summoned by the Imperial Special Operations Office to help them with their affairs.

If anything happens, Nicholas the Kestrel will immediately suspect Lan Qi. At the same time, everything Lan Qi does in the Imperial Operations Department will be monitored to a high degree.

And as long as Lan Qi agrees to him, Kestrel Nicholas can arrest Lan Qi at the Imperial Special Operations Office at any time, even if there is no conclusive evidence.

This is asking you to enter the urn.

It can be said to be a hundred harms without any benefit.

"But Tata, think about it, if you were a magic engineer who was truly loyal to the empire and wanted to make an irreplaceable contribution to the empire at this point in time, what would you choose?"

Lan Qi responded to the thought.

"...Then I might actually agree."

Thalia stepped into the role described by Lanci and came up with this answer.

"Then there's only one answer."

Lanci said to Talia in his heart, while smiling and holding out his hand to Nicholas in the classroom.

This is unquestionable loyalty, a stance that will not waver, and a determination that will not hesitate.

"Of course it would be my pleasure, Mr. Nicholas."

Ranchi said to Nicholas the Kestrel,

"Let us serve the Empire together."