Chapter 746 Lanchi and Iffatiyah Might Have to Address Each Other Differently

"Oh, a little kitty too."

Iffatiyah noticed the cat boss poking its head out of Lanchi's shadow.

But for some reason, the little black cat seemed very scared.

"Greetings, Duchess."

The cat boss greeted Iffatiyah.

As a commoner of Ikrute, the Duchess was supposed to be someone far out of reach, but unexpectedly, Lanchi had finally run into her in the Kriti Empire.

Before the cat boss could finish its feline greeting, Iffatiyah picked it up.

"A fifth-tier elf cat, that's amazing. It's so cute."

Iffatiyah held the little black cat and asked Lanchi and Talia in surprise.

This race was too weak, with little ability to survive. Generally, reaching the second or third tier was already good.

"..."

The cat boss didn't say anything.

"It's my landlord in Ikrute. Hyperion also lives in its shop…"

Talia hesitated and pointed at the cat boss, telling Iffatiyah.

As the first friend she made when she arrived in the royal capital of Ikrute, Talia still respected the cat boss.

"Oh, you're also a fellow townsman?"

Iffatiyah held the little black cat up with both hands and asked it.

But the cat boss seemed depressed, hanging its head and not replying.

"Wait, Iffatiyah, how did you become an Ikrute person?"

Talia interrupted.

She felt there was a big problem with Iffatiyah's phrase "fellow townsman."

What about your demon heritage? What about the honor of being a demon princess?

"No, girl…"

Lanchi stared at Talia speechlessly, but before he could say anything, Talia covered his mouth.

"I already married Migeia, and my household registration is in Ikrute, so of course, I'm an Ikrute person. Besides, I'm also Duchess Iffatiyah Alanzar, which is much better than my life as a demon princess sleeping under a bridge when I first came to the Hutton Kingdom."

Iffatiyah answered matter-of-factly.

"I…"

Memories flooded back to Talia, and she couldn't help but feel a little bitter.

"By the way, how have you been these past hundred years, sister?"

Iffatiyah asked with great interest.

She couldn't wait to hear her sister's story of the past century.

In her imagination, the glamorous demon princess must have maintained her elegance and composure, embarking on her own unique journey around the world.

"This…"

Talia's palms began to sweat, but she still had to cover Lanchi's mouth, absolutely not letting this guy speak.

"Mmmph!"

Lanchi struggled desperately, but he could not escape Talia's ruthless iron grip.

Iffatiyah chuckled beside them.

She had never seen such a lively sister.

"By the way, why is Landri… Professor, from Ikrute?"

Iffatiyah looked at her sister and asked, confused.

The one she had Barton bring was Landry Washington, a professor of magical engineering who had recently become famous in the Kriti capital, and also a true-blooded citizen of the Kriti Empire.

But listening to her sister and his conversation, she discovered that he actually seemed to be from Ikrute as well, and had a close relationship with her sister.

Seeing that Iffatiyah was about to ask Lanchi about the matter, Talia cautiously released his mouth.

She withdrew her hand and signaled Lanchi with her eyes not to say anything he shouldn't.

"Keep it concise."

Talia reminded him.

She was afraid Lanchi would say even one extra word.

"At the time, Landry and I were in the same compartment of the train, and then he was murdered, so I disguised myself as him."

Lanchi looked resentful and spoke briefly as Talia requested.

Iffatiyah looked a little dazed.

Just that simple?

"You should at least explain that we were spies from the Posen Kingdom and wanted to infiltrate the Kriti Empire, otherwise, how would my sister understand? Tell it from the beginning."

Talia said unhappily.

She felt that Lanchi was a bit rebellious. If she told him to say less, he would really only speak in riddles. He was like this when they were making cards together before, and it took her a lot of effort to train him.

"..."

Lanchi stared at Talia silently for a while.

"Thin, almost transparent leaves were pasted on the windows, allowing the morning sunlight to filter into the room softly and warmly. The whole room was filled with a refreshing woody fragrance, and the cool breeze from the courtyard gently caressed my body. I felt a chill and my eyes opened involuntarily…"

Lanchi began to tell the story in detail.

"I didn't tell you to start from the first episode!"

Talia felt her blood pressure rising.

As soon as Lanchi opened his mouth, she knew that this guy was definitely going to start with his story in the Southern Wantina Territory.

If she wasn't in front of her sister now, she would have pinned Lanchi to the ground and made him recognize what it meant to have a teacher above!

"You told me to start from the beginning."

Lanchi said confidently.

"Lanchi! Serves you right for showing off!"

Talia reached out and pinched Lanchi's cheeks, scolding him angrily.

"Are they usually like this?"

Iffatiyah looked at her sister and Lanchi arguing and finally asked the little black cat.

Her sister Talia had never paid attention to men like this, and had always been aloof. Being able to get along with a man like this, like a sparring partner, undoubtedly meant that her sister had changed because of him.

It seemed that as long as she was with this man, her sister was happy every day.

"Pretty much."

The cat boss felt that since the Posen Kingdom, Lanchi and Tata had never stopped.

The two of them were completely familiar with each other or had opened their hearts to each other.

"That's great."

Iffatiyah hugged the cat with excitement.

In any case, she would definitely support her sister and this man.

"If I can successfully return to Ikrute, will I be able to see a sweet romantic comedy every day…"

She murmured.

Even though the current situation in the Kriti Empire was difficult and hopeless, the moment she saw her sister arrive, she felt full of power, as if she had been ignited, wanting to continue to give her all for that beautiful future that she dared not imagine—

Not only could she return to that beautiful and comfortable royal capital life, but she would also have more relatives and friends by her side.

"Then you might be in for a treat."

The cat boss didn't dare to say more.

The painting of twisted hemp in its shop alone was already heavyweight.

"Lanchi, honestly tell Iffatiyah how we came to the Kriti Empire and the Mafia stronghold."

Talia completed a one-on-one communication with Lanchi and stood beside him, urging him to tell Iffatiyah properly again.

Lanchi seemed to be much more honest after being lectured by Talia.

Of course, it may also have been threatened by encrypted communication.

For example, if Lanchi didn't listen to her, she would act spoiled.

"Sit, sit first."

Iffatiyah pointed to the distance, asking Lanchi and Talia to sit next to her workbench.

They had been chatting while standing for a long time, but in fact, this underground palace had tables and chairs, and it was also where Iffatiyah lived every day.

Iffatiyah quickly went to adjust the switch components by the wall.

As the low roar of mechanical transmission echoed in the silent space, warm light poured down like a waterfall in an instant, brightening the entire palace, as if it were in a surreal dream.

Talia and Lanchi's gazes were attracted by the brilliance above the firmament. The crystal ornaments inlaid with gold and blue patterns above were like dazzling stars, scattering warm brilliance to every corner of the hall. The magnificent light illuminated the light-colored stone carvings on the walls, and left bright traces on the smooth white stone floor.

After a while, the biting cold gradually slowed down, becoming a more comfortable temperature.

"I'm sorry, I don't even have tea, so I can't entertain you properly."

Iffatiyah sat with them at the long table on one side of the underground palace. The immortal crystal lamps shone brightly in the firelight, and the oak-carved chairs were neatly arranged on both sides of the long table.

"It's okay."

Lanchi waved his hand and replied.

Iffatiyah was his classmate's mother, and he felt embarrassed that she was being so polite to him.

"Actually, it started when Tata and I went to the Posen Kingdom. At that time, we were going to participate in the proctoring work for the Platinum-level card maker exam, and we also wanted to buy some high-level mental materials. It just so happened that we were also trying to improve our tacit understanding, so we started a trip full of oolong incidents…"

Lanchi told Iffatiyah the story.

"Mm-hmm."

Iffatiyah listened with fascination, hugging the cat boss and nodding frequently, staring intently at Lanchi and Talia.

"I often go to the Posen Kingdom too, and I know many Posen friends. Did you meet Rosalinda?"

She couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, she and Aitio and Tata are very close."

Lanchi affirmed.

"I really want to meet her again."

Iffatiyah's thoughts seemed to drift north again, to that beautiful flower capital.

"But I think Rosalinda doesn't really want to see you…"

Talia said in a low voice.

Aitio was okay; she regarded Iffatiyah as an adoptive sister.

Countess Rosalinda would probably have a bitter drink and a painful heart as soon as she saw Iffatiyah.

"Then the South Continent full-scale war broke out? Nigel, a good friend you met in Posen, gave you identities, allowing you to infiltrate the Kriti Empire?"

Iffatiyah roughly guessed what happened next.

"That's right. Our initial identity was a 62-year-old publisher named Lovia. Coincidentally, we encountered an Allied spy attack on the train that was about to arrive in Brilda. Professor Landry in the same compartment unfortunately sacrificed himself. I could only take over Professor Landry's identity and help him fulfill his last wish, shouldering his responsibility and making the Kriti Empire great again."

Lanchi nodded solemnly, even sitting up straighter, tapping the table with his fingertips as he spoke.

"...How did you start adopting the Empire's perspective from here?"

Iffatiyah noticed something was wrong.

At first, she really thought Professor Landry was a staunch Empire person, but she didn't expect that he was actually played by an old hometown fellow from the Hutton Kingdom, completely deceiving her.

Now that she thought about it, it might not be the problem of Landry's character, but the problem of the person inside the skin.

"Just tell me if I have deceived everyone."

Lanchi asked.

"...Brother, you continue."

Iffatiyah couldn't refute it, so she could only let Lanchi continue the story.

"The result is that I successfully replaced Landry, taught at the Saint Kriti Abbey, and joined the Empire's Special Operations Division. In the future, I may participate in an Empire project, and as Landry's sister, Elsa, I have an obligation to protect her. After she was attacked today, I chased after her, and finally caught a vampire, and was brought here by Mafia boss Barton, wanting to reach a cooperation with the Brilda Mafia."

Lanchi gave a simple overview.

Being called brother by Iffatiyah made him very uncomfortable, but he didn't know what to say for a moment, so he only prioritized talking about serious matters.

"The final situation is what you know. We started fighting as soon as we met. If I were the real Landry, I might have been gone on the spot."

He spread his hands.

In fact, he had always strongly condemned the attitude of refusing communication.

Compared to you, Antanas is really a handsome and polite great demon who can talk to you properly as soon as you meet.

The others, whether it's Sinola or Pulanae, would die talking to them if they were slightly weaker.

Iffatiyah on the opposite side probably understood the situation.

She stood up and bent over.

"I'll leave my sister to you, Lanchi."

Iffatiyah patted Lanchi's shoulder with satisfaction.

Although Lanchi omitted many details in his account, such as his interaction with Talia, Iffatiyah could probably feel that Lanchi had helped her sister a lot.

"I hope to call you brother-in-law as soon as possible."

She whispered, covering her mouth with her hand, and winked at Lanchi.

"Wait."

Lanchi quickly responded.

I treat you as an aunt, but you treat me as a brother?

We can't address each other differently in the future, can we?

His thoughts were naturally read by Talia.

Talia raised her hand in shame and anger and knocked Lanchi on the head, making him stunned and looking at Talia with his head in his hands.

"Just treat her as a younger sister."

Iffatiyah is an aunt, so wouldn't Talia, as Iffatiyah's sister, also be an aunt!

"How can this work?"

Lanchi felt that the order of seniority must not be confused.

"You're in the same generation as me, that's it!"

Talia emphasized.