Chapter 736 Lanchi's Stress Disorder

The capital of the Kriti Empire.

The Saint Kriti Monastery, south of the Brillda city-state.

The autumn midday sun shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the dining room, casting a warm glow on the plain white walls and dark brown wooden furniture.

"Wow." Lanchi sat upright at the dining table, the dishes in front of him continuing to increase.

From time to time, Talia would bring up another plate, the aroma permeating the dining room.

"Eat up." Talia looked back at Lanchi's restrained appearance and said.

"I'll wait for you." Lanchi replied firmly.

I felt like I couldn't breathe for a moment, before I recovered and my breathing became smooth again.

At the entrance, El bent down and retrieved Cat Boss from the shadows, handing it to Arensa inside the door.

You're the bread, your whole family is the bread! After a moment, she raised her eyes.

Arensa asked curiously.

Reading time: 10 seconds. But Morotti had already taken out eight pre-baked pieces for El, Cat Boss, and myself to try.

When necessary, it can turn into a human and scare enemies.

"El, you deserve to die!"

Thinking that way, Cat Boss felt that white bread wasn't so bad after all.

Having been with El for so long, it could be considered an expert bluffer. It knew how to put on a show.

The doorbell rang, interrupting Pamela's afternoon plans, leaving her confused.

A chilling voice echoed in El's mind.

Pamela had no idea why this woman was always focused on these things. She was about to go crazy.

I looked towards the door, and Morotti happened to be bringing me a slice of apple cake, glancing at the entrance.

Talia brought out the last dish, took off her apron, and sat down opposite Lanchi.

Morotti cleared the dishes and said to El.

If brother wasn't originally a fan of the novel, then he most likely wouldn't be interested in this adapted play.

Pamela was cut off by Morotti grabbing her heart, causing her voice to choke.

"Go take a look."

"Read it."

I also wanted to avoid being alone with Pamela.

Before long, the dishes were successively brought to the dining room by Talia.

Actually, watching Talia eat was even more satisfying than eating myself.

But if it's in human form, as long as it uses its fourth-tier psionic power, it will cause a primal, superior-subordinate fear among the same race, even if the magic is weak, it will exude domineering aura.

El thought to himself.

But after thinking about it, I still hesitated.

"Sorry... I might have to deal with some official business."

[Category: Spell Card] The two people and a cat chatted without any substance while having lunch.

"Then tell me, is there anything you need my help with?"

Even so, when El saw you lower your head and your eyes seemed to dim, El felt guilty.

If it said that name, El might think of a more exciting one.

Pamela was mentally arguing with Pamela, but her expression had returned to normal.

Next was lunchtime.

El rubbed his brow, feeling the drowsiness of a Saturday afternoon washing over him.

That wasn't the main point.

I wasn't sure if that line "So annoying I want to eat him up" would appear during the performance, and whether I would be able to sit still in the audience if I really saw that scene.

[Tier: 2] "Meow!" "Okay."

"Brother." El replied, his voice a little strained.

Arensa's purple eyes instantly brightened, and she mustered up the courage to say.

Arensa didn't show disappointment, just nodded obediently and replied.

Cat Boss tilted its head, wagged its tail, and confidently told El and Pamela.

Pamela replied.

It wanted to retort, but considering that it did need a pseudonym in the Kriti Empire, it reluctantly endured.

"No need, Brother." The bright autumn sunlight spilled onto the stone path outside the door, gilding the visitor with a layer of severe gold.

"Don't transform unless absolutely necessary, because I registered you as a Saint Kriti Monastery staff contracted beast. If people discover your tier, it will be troublesome to explain."

It was said to be adapted from *Saint War Romance* by the playwright Xi Shao Lanchidai'er from the southern coast of the Northern Continent.

Cat Boss chirped happily, with a small bowl in front of it filled with its favorite tuna and fresh shrimp cold dish, garnished with some green seaweed.

"If you leave the monastery, take this cat with you."

El beckoned to Cat Boss and summoned it back to him, handing it a rare purple magic card.

"Arensa, what a surprise."

Cat Boss understood and put away [Transformation Technique: Human].

That was the truth.

The floating Cat Boss looked at the familiar translucent purple card.

It would be better if Arensa was more willful, or more disappointed, but she cared about others more than herself.

*Saint War Romance*, wasn't that the book Morotti held a knife to my neck and made me read? El realized that I remembered the last time I fed you in the Bosen Kingdom, it was still 52.6. Knowing that the cat's tier was much higher than her own, Arensa still didn't feel the slightest bit of fear. It was as harmless as a house cat.

"I..." Pamela looked with concern at the white-haired, blue-eyed youth who looked a little off.

Although Brillda's daytime security was quite good, the fact that terrorist organizations like the Silver Moon Restoration Society could succeed in assassinating imperial dignitaries meant that dangers still existed.

Cat Boss cried out angrily.

"It's nothing, I've just been too tired lately, and my heart feels a little uncomfortable."

"I just have a small matter to discuss with you, I don't need to disturb your rest."

Thinking that way, El was kind of cute. El hesitated slightly, still shaking his head apologetically.

"Okay."

In the kitchen, condensed milk bread and apple cake were still baking.

Brother gave this cat with combat ability to me, obviously concerned about my safety at school.

El winked at Cat Boss.

So, knowing that El had several [Transformation Technique: Human] cards, she didn't ask for one.

Cat Boss in cat form was too harmless to humans and animals, with no wildness at all, only the gentleness of a house cat. Unless it used fourth-tier magic, or was locked on by extremely powerful identification magic, others wouldn't be able to detect its true tier.

El returned a smile, stepping aside to let you in. Over time, I almost forgot what Morotti looked like when she first stared at me while I was making cards in South Wantina Territory.

"Yes, have you read Teacher Xi Shao's books, Brother?"

"Ahhh! Die!"

"It's been a few good days, although... I've seen you in class."

Your fair long hair was scattered over your shoulders. Today you were wearing a casual beige shirt and a gray-blue pleated skirt, looking like you had put some thought into your appearance.

"Meow?" El's gaze fell on the girl inside the door, his expression slightly surprised.

"" El shook his head, dealing with the girl in front of him.

"You should pay attention to rest, Brother. It's not good to work too hard."

The visitor was none other than my current identity, Landwhale Washington's, sister, Pamela Washington.

"Then I'll leave it to you."

Pamela was a little puzzled, wondering who would be visiting at this time.

Since I had Grey Cat by my side, Little White Cat's role had greatly diminished.

"Who is Grey Cat?"

"No problem, no problem."

"Wait, Xi Shao Lanchidai'er?"

Arensa saw that Brother was okay and calmed down.

Who would be wary of such a small white cat? But I should indeed relax my nerves.

Arensa would only love it because it was Brother's cat.

And Ursula, the daughter of Marquis Roland, seemed to have a very good relationship with Arensa. I often saw the two of you talking after class. Seeing that Arensa had friends, El was quite relieved.

My residence, Principal's Secretary Naira, had also done a very good job of keeping it a secret for me.

El suddenly realized the problem and stared at the theater information at the root.

"So Tata is already 53 kilograms." "Meow."

Arensa greeted with a smile, her tone a little timid, but her eyes were still friendly. Completely exploiting the psychology of girls.

Back then, Associate Professor Xi Shao was targeted by Duchess Talia, and his whereabouts disappeared. In the end, Duchess Talia fell, and Xi Shao never reappeared. It turned out that Xi Shao had crossed the sea to the South Continent. No wonder Duchess Pamela couldn't find me.

Pamela reached out and gently stroked the white cat's back, asking her brother.

"Then I'll go first. We can chat again when you're done with work, Brother."

[Transformation Technique: Human] Arensa waved her hand, politely refusing. Pamela was a little surprised, but still respected Arensa's wishes, leaning against the door frame and impatiently saying, [Effect: Can transform the race into human after use, will not change the true attributes and appearance characteristics, cooling time is 24 hours.

] Maybe Arensa would tell it all kinds of inner thoughts later, including memories with her brother.

El already had a stress disorder when he saw this play title.

A seventh-tier contracted beast was much stronger than a seventh-tier you.

[Grade: Purple Rare] The soft cake base was dotted with large pieces of apple, and the surface was sprinkled with cinnamon powder and fine sugar, which was sweet and delicious when bitten into.

This wave was to send it, Cat Captain, to scout for information! Talia didn't know what to say and went back to the kitchen.

"One that always likes to run to you, can cook and do housework, drools when it sees food, and is a little heavy..." "Oh right, take this."

As a historian who studied abroad for many years, Teacher Xi traveled back and forth between the North and South Continents, had a formal overseas university professorship, and had a long-term residence permit in the Kriti Empire.

El whispered to Cat Boss's ear.

"Don't worry meow, with this divine beast here, you don't have to worry or take action. Whoever dares to provoke you, I will end his life! Legendary card has been configured with one click."

"White Bread."

Arensa lowered her forehead, her slender fingers twisting her skirt, as if weighing her words.

The autumn wind often blew in from outside the window, and golden leaves danced in the courtyard, throwing all worries and fatigue into the clouds.

"Then can we go together today? Ursula gave me a lot."

The main course was a large plate of crispy golden fried pork chops, the crispy skin oozing oil, served with lemon slices and chopped chives. The small dish next to it contained refreshing and appetizing sour cucumber salad, with a slight spicy aroma in the fresh fragrance.

Pamela leaned back in her chair and honestly refused.

"Come in and sit down, there are some afternoon desserts."

I literally "read" it.

As long as you inadvertently talked about the past, if Morotti couldn't read your mind, then it was very likely that you would be exposed.

With a hint of curiosity, El walked to the entrance and opened the mansion door.

It had an unknown fear of changing its form, fearing that walking on two feet would cause it to fall, and also felt strange about becoming a human.

And what it had to do was naturally talk to Arensa and listen to Arensa tell you about your past with your brother! Arensa quickly regained her cheerfulness, seemingly wanting to prevent her brother from thinking too much, took half a step back and said to me with a smile.

"What's its name?"

And you lived up to expectations, taking good care of both El and Cat Boss.

Your violet eyes held unspeakable words.

"It's settled, let's go to the creek outside the monastery this afternoon to bask in the sun, sit on the bench and don't think about anything, and take a good rest."

"What's wrong, Brother?"

No matter what, you have a height of 168 and 53 kilograms is already very good, isn't it a little too much! Arensa took out two play tickets and displayed them in front of her brother.

Ding dong.

El nodded, waved his palm at Pamela, and said goodbye to you.

"I want to go to the Temple of the Gods this afternoon, and then there is a performance at the Imperial Opera House tonight. Ursula and I made an appointment to watch it together."

El and Morotti exchanged glances, and Morotti temporarily disappeared from the spot.

On the other white porcelain plate were a few baked potatoes with different expressions, cut into cute cat heads, soft and dense, emitting a fragrant aroma of oil and salt after being smeared with butter.

El glanced at the door and probably understood Pamela's meaning. You should want me to go with you.

Suddenly, Cat Boss understood El's intention again.

[Note: Classic Reissue.

] Morotti just wanted to die with El every time she thought about how El was secretly sensing her weight.

Now Talia was cooking even more diligently than it, and most of the time the cooking work at home was handed over to Talia.

"There shouldn't be any appointments today."

"I see."

Back then, in the Protos Empire on the North Continent, I and Associate Professor Xi Shao spent a lot of time together at school. And in the end, in order to force Pamela into a dead end when facing Duke Pamela at the Protos Empire Capitol, the evidence left by Associate Professor Xi Shao Lanchidai'er to the military was indispensable.

The Protos Royal Magic Academy is one of the top overseas institutions recognized by the Kriti Empire's Department of Education.

I saw a familiar name - and then you looked at the cute white cat in surprise. You originally thought that Brother wouldn't let anyone touch this cat.

Morotti would leniently supervise me to make cards when acting as my teacher, and would urge me to rest when my work was too heavy.

Lunch began in less than half an hour.

"Tata, you're so good meow!"