Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Now, Lanci not only had to continue paying Talia a daily wage of 3 pounds, but he also owed Talia a substantial amount of money amounting to tens of thousands of pounds.

Because the value of the [Great Love Poet], an epic card, is too immeasurable, Lanci and Talia finally negotiated the production cost to 75,000 pounds in Southern Kingdom United Currency: Lanci gets the card first. He needs to pay the entire amount within ten years, along with the respective interest, and a contract was drawn up.

If it wasn’t for Lanci providing the core material of the card, [Pity Poetry], and his involvement in the crucial steps of card production, he wouldn’t have been able to afford the card even if the price was ten times more.

But even 75,000 pounds is a difficult amount to procure in liquid cash for Wilford Chamber of Commerce.

Lanci can’t pay off the debt immediately and can only hope to slowly earn the money to repay Talia.

Under an annual compound interest rate of 4%, if he were to pay off everything in 10 years, he would need to repay Talia at least 9,247 pounds each year. If he can’t manage that, his debt, inclusive of penalties, would keep snowballing.

Hence, [Great Love Poet] is really expensive.

For her, Lanci even had to resort to mortgages.

Of course, Lanci wouldn’t be at a loss. To some extent, he managed to securely tie Talia to his side.

Originally, Talia only planned on teaching Lanci up to third-order before leaving.

Now, however, to reclaim her huge debt, she not only needs to protect Lanci but also help him, who freely sells cards in human society, earn the wealth to repay the debt as soon as possible!

As long as he owes Talia enough money, she will cover for him.

She hasn’t even realized that they will naturally proceed with their guardian and master-student contract!

Lanci’s calculations were clicking away in his head, and he thought with a smile.

However, at that moment, [Great Love Poet] didn’t voluntarily revert back into a Magic Card,

"These opponents are just too weak."

As the Great Love Poet walked towards Lanci, she lifted her proud head slightly and let out a silvery laugh.

Although she looked like Talia, her personality was completely opposite.

Compared to the cold and dignified Talia who kept herself distant, every frown or smile from [Great Love Poet] was like the warm sun on a spring day. There was, however, a hint of cunning and arrogance in her eyes that she couldn’t hide.

Seeing Felat being tormented, she seemed to be very happy, not even pretending otherwise.

"Friendship first, respect the opponent."

Lanci hastened to close his eyes and shake his head, murmuring to himself, "My fault, my fault."

It wasn’t strange for Epic-level summoned beasts to have independent consciousness.

But the [Great Love Poet], in a situation where her special effects can’t be used, has combat attributes even weaker than ordinary first-order summons. Besides being a mascot, one shouldn’t expect her to fight at all.

"Alright, change back to a magic card, Great Love Poet."

Lanci made a gesture towards [Great Love Poet].

However,

[Great Love Poet] apparently didn’t want to transform back into a card quickly, as she enjoyed the infrequent chances when she could leave and take a breather.

So she leisurely strolled up to Lanci.

"Hey, when’s the next time we’ll torment the enemy?"

With her pure act gone, [Great Love Poet] had none of the innocent girl feelings from before. Her eyes squinted like a fox, and she asked with a wide grin.

"Ahem!"

Upon hearing her words, Lanci’s eyebrows twitched, and he quickly coughed twice.

"It’s illegal to torment our country’s citizens, it’s suspected of the torture crimes written in Hutton’s Code, don’t talk nonsense."

Lanci earnestly explained,

"I have no criminal intent, I am just participating in the national exam through normal strategy."

"?"

[Great Love Poet] frowned and was stunned for two seconds.

She blinked, staring into Lanci’s bright green eyes, feeling an unparalleled clarity.

It seemed like this person was genuinely talking about common law, not any sort of underworld jargon.

’Tsk.’

With a private tut, the [Great Love Poet] disintegrated into light points, regathered in Lanci’s hand, turning back into a magic card enveloped by an orange aura,

"Weak master, you must get stronger quickly, so I can freely stay outside and enjoy myself."

Some sweet, crisp echoing laughter of the [Great Love Poet] could be heard in the empty grassland.

Lanci puts away this magic card, shaking his head helplessly.

Even if he had infinite mana, he couldn’t possibly let this troublemaker run about freely according to its whims.

She possesses the ability to turn a place dense with negative emotions into Arkham Asylum in an instant.

Even though summoned beings with independent consciousness can act autonomously simply through the supply of mana, often higher-level summons could become a good assistant or even take care of the master.

However, the [Great Love Poet]’s personality was extremely horrible.

Except in situations where she could torture and play with humans, she didn’t really listen Lanci’s words.

"Next time I summon you, it will definitely be for good deeds."

Lanci swore to himself silently.

The [Great Love Poet] is a magic card that can bring joy and happiness to everyone.

It can forcibly calm an enemy’s anger, which can also be said to be healing others.

Today is still a day full of virtuous deeds.

After recalling his summon, angelic Lanci then exited the Artificial Shadow World.

...

The Learning and Education Building, seventh-floor atrium examination field.

The spacious open space was surrounded by high-rise glass walls, sunlight freely sprinkling onto the marble floor tiles, the pale golden circular light pillar in the dome was like the focus of the atrium, stretching from the ground to the ceiling, allowing sunlight and air to flow freely through the circular opening.

At this moment the sun was already high, ripples twinkling on the clear water’s surface in the middle of the atrium, the surrounding greenery reflecting in the pool, making Lanci who just returned from the Shadow World to the atrium’s examination field felt very comfortable and satisfied.

However, Lanci looked around and noticed that Teacher Teresa who was originally directing the examination field was nowhere to be found.

Usually, Teacher Teresa in charge here should be providing some instructions about post-exam enrollment-related issues.

But Lanci quickly noticed the stretcher being hurriedly carried away by the medical staff outside the examination field, and the back of Teacher Teresa, who was hurriedly communicating with them, he quickly understood.

It seemed like Teacher Teresa was busy dealing with Examiner Felat’s follow-up affairs, thus she had to leave the examination field temporarily.

So the situation was, the second group of examinees, who should be starting now, were also left waiting in the examination field with no one to direct them.

"Ah, if I had come out earlier, I could have offered some help."

Enthusiastic Lanci, seeing an opponent needing to be put onto a stretcher, he would surely offer to help.

"..."

In the examination field, Hyperion, who accidentally heard Lanci’s mutterings, couldn’t help looking at him.

If Felat still had a faint consciousness just now.

Seeing Lanci coming to help him onto the stretcher.

He may faint from anger at once...

Hyperion now really doubted that Lanci was especially sinister.

But observing his innocent and sincere expression, it didn’t feel like it.

He was genuinely a bit naive.