Don't confiscate my citizenship

Chapter 727 Lan Qi’s Imperial Career

Range walked on the fourth floor of the inner corridor of Eliot House, the central building complex of the monastery.

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

 He memorized the map as he walked.

I found that whenever an intersection is about to reach a dead end, a sign will appear on the wall: "Turn Ahead."

After turning every corner, the front is as usual full of darkness and bright light.

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

It turns out that there are no road fools in this world, but there are people who don’t know how to turn.

"you…"

Thalia listened to Lan Qi's inner voice, but hesitated to ask.

 She always felt that Lan Qi was doing a task, but it was not her task.

The more familiar I got with Lan Qi, the more I felt that this man had some traces left by others.

“When you went to the Northern Continent, besides doing research, what else did you do?”

　　Thalia, who originally didn’t care much about Lan Qi’s story, finally started to care a little.

 “I’ve just been concentrating on the subject.”

Lanqi was confused, wondering why Thalia suddenly asked him like this.

　　　…”

Thalia found out that it was indeed true.

 But she just vaguely felt that Lan Qi was too experienced in living in a foreign country.

 “How do you usually concentrate on your projects?”

Thalia asked tentatively.

 “Improve business capabilities, hone your practical skills, and strive to satisfy your boss.”

Lan Qi thought for a while and replied.

　　　…”

“Then you improve and practice your skills, and try to satisfy me and enjoy it more.”

Thalia conveyed her thoughts calmly.

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

 Every day is no different from staying in Icerita.

"certainly."

Lanchi was chatting with Thalia in his mind as he walked through the circular corridor and arrived at the fourth-floor suspended atrium of the Elliot Building.

The tops of the stone pillars are inlaid with mosaic domes, and the inner walls are painted with murals depicting the creation of the gods. Although the colors have faded with the passage of time, the grandeur of the composition still makes people believe that it is a building close to the age of the gods.

The arched windows on both sides are several feet high, and the flower bowl sculpture on the top stretches and twists along the window edge. Occasionally, a gentle breeze blows, the window lattice rustles gently, and a few birds fly across the sky, casting a clear silhouette.

 The inner corridor extends in all directions, from which you can reach the library, restaurant, chapel, etc. attached to the Eliot Building.

  Early this morning, Lan Qi saw the email sent by the principal’s secretary, Miss Naila, through the school staff system. Yesterday’s classroom 4-21 will no longer be used for teaching, and Professor Landry’s lectures will be moved to classroom 4-43.

 So he had to come earlier, taking into account the time it would take to find a new classroom.

Although it is common for teachers to be late at the free Icerite Academy, and there is even a small chance that teachers will skip classes, Lan Qi's professional spirit and norms do not allow him to do such irresponsible things. Every time he would arrive near the classroom at least fifteen minutes early and enter the classroom five minutes early.

As he was walking, the light gradually dimmed and he entered the cloister area again.

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

At the arch corner of the corridor eaves, there is also a statue of the Moon God from St. Creation's Monastery engraved on it.

　　　…”

 Lan Qi gradually slowed down and looked ahead.

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

The other party is standing under the door number of Classroom 4-21.

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

“Long time no see, although technically we only met last week, Professor Landry.”

Nicholas the Kestrel, the brim of the officer's hat he was holding on to his hands was so deep that it almost blocked his forehead.

 Even so, the pupils under the brim of his hat were also looking at Lan Qi.

“For people like us who are busy working for the empire, every day seems like a month, and it’s normal for us to feel like we haven’t seen each other for a long time.”

Lanqi was slightly surprised but nodded, expressing his deep sympathy.

“Chief Nicholas, why are you here?”

 He continued to walk forward.

 The fastest way to Classroom 4-43 according to the map is through the original Classroom 4-21. Nicholas the Kestrel obviously took this into consideration before waiting here.

Of course, after Lan Qi came to Elliot House, he felt a line of sight, which must be Nicholas the Kestrel.

The last time I was at Brilda Station No. 1, I just arrived in this city on the magic rail train and was attacked by the Allied female killer Unity. After the accident, I was killed by this Imperial Operations Officer codenamed Kestrel. Nikolai investigates.

This officer has a handsome face with sharp edges and neatly trimmed dark auburn hair, showing the neatness and ability that a soldier should have.

The Imperial Special Operations Division, also known as the Imperial Magic Agent Force, is directly under the responsibility of the emperor and can directly mobilize resources from all parties without going through the military system.

Any inconspicuous civilian who passes by on the streets of the Empire, a seemingly ordinary shop owner, may be someone from the Empire's Special Operations Division.

Among the departments under the Imperial Special Operations Division, the Domestic Secret Service is more focused on the internal affairs of Creation. It is responsible for monitoring domestic dissidents, uncovering anti-war elements and spies, and maintaining the stability of the regime. Nicholas the Kestrel is He is the section chief of the Domestic Secret Service Section 1.

"I think if you came early, you would probably go here. You happen to have something to talk to the professor about. It shouldn't delay the professor's class."

Kestrel Nicholas waited for Lan Qi to walk to the door of the classroom where he was standing and asked.

 “This time it won’t take up much of the professor’s time, it will only take about five minutes.”

 He added.

 “Of course that’s no problem.”

Lanchi readily agreed.

 He has set aside enough time and it will not affect his ability to teach.

Kestrel Nicholas held the door handle and turned it open, then stretched out his hand to signal Lan Qi to enter the classroom.

Lanqi nodded and followed Nicholas the Kestrel into the 4-21 classroom that was just used yesterday.

From the Creation-style arched floor-to-ceiling windows on one side of the classroom, the golden setting sun outlines grating marks on the ancient oak floor.

They walked slowly past the long tables and desks that had withstood centuries of wind and rain. Nicholas Kestrel's eyes had been placed on the densely packed paint pen writings covering the glass windows, and he seemed to be deep in thought for a moment.

The flowing handwritten demonic magic incantations and spells seem to flow directly from the mind of a master.

It was a rigorous derivation of magic engineering, woven from strings of demonic letters and human language. The few words contained the vastness of the material world, and there were also some vague draft-like traces of erasures, which seemed to verify that what was happening was The birth of a new theory of fermentation…

"I have to admit that when I first saw this glass window, I felt as if I was in the mind of a genius. Through those shining symbols and formulas, I seemed to be able to glimpse fire and seals. The origin and laws of operation.”

Kestrel Nicholas said to himself in a deep voice.

Those twists and turns of formula symbols exude an almost religious holiness and piety. It was like a theoretical bombshell exploded inside the classroom in the microscopic world that is difficult to see with the naked eye.

From now on, this century-old classroom will stand quietly and become a fertile ground for wisdom. It will hide countless precious ideological heritages, waiting for the prying and understanding of those who are destined to do so.

 “I still underestimate you, Professor Landry.”

 In other words, he feels that there are more and more things worthy of attention in Landry.

“Are you also majoring in magic engineering? Chief Nikolay.”

Lanci asked with interest.

Principal Violet's secretary Naira obviously disliked meeting people from the Imperial Special Operations Division, so she did not help Nicholas Kestrel arrange it or inform Lan Qi that Nicholas Kestrel wanted to see Professor Landry. .

So Nicholas the Kestrel needed to find Landry in the school himself.

But Kestrel Nikolai’s authority is destined that he will have a way to meet anyone in the Crean Empire as long as he wants to.

Except for professors from the School of Magical Engineering and personnel related to the Imperial Military, ordinary students and school staff are no longer allowed to enter this classroom at will. It is only open at fixed times, and registration is required, and the writing on the glass window and blackboard has been left. Barrier protection cannot be easily tampered with, erased or destroyed.

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

If these magical engineering principles, which are of immeasurable value to the Crean Empire, are quickly leaked to the Silver Moon Reformation Society or Allied spies, Nicholas the Kestrel will also have to use clues to guess who is suspected of passing on the original content and when. Got out.

Even if that kind of thing really happened, there may not necessarily be evidence, but as the empire's spy chief for internal medicine, any information can be a clue to find those who harm 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 responsibilities require me to know a little bit about everything.”

Kestrel Nicholas returned his gaze from the glass window to Lan Qi and replied.

“Are you interested in magic engineering? For example, if you have any doubts, I will be happy to discuss it with you.”

 Lanci said frankly to Nicholas.

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

Nicolas the Kestrel looked at Lan Qi’s frank look and smiled without much emotion.

"Regarding the clues you provided on the Blilda Magic Rail Train last time, the sixty-two-year-old publisher, Lovia from Glenwaverley on the northern border of the Creja Empire, is currently passing by us. Investigation, unfortunately, he has no obvious suspects.”

 He stated.

  “Unlikely.”

Lan Qi held her chin in confusion.

"If I heard correctly at the time, I can guarantee that there is definitely something wrong with that old gentleman."

 He turned and said firmly, his eyes still as firm as ever.

　　　…”

Kestrel Nicholas observed Professor Landry's expression.

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

 He seemed to be being arrogant, and he seemed to be more sure that there was something wrong with Lovia, who was riding with him at the time.

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

Kestrel Nicholas nodded and promised the professor.

 He thinks Landry is very smart.

 Now that part of his academic results have been made public in the Empire, and these contents have now begun to ferment rapidly in the Imperial academic circles, 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?”

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

　　Not only was Lan Qi 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 Lanci had not secretly leaked the information yet.

This guy seems to be deliberately trying to make Nicholas doubt him first. When the suspicion reaches its peak, he then starts to dispel Nicholas' suspicion until it is completely reversed.

He put it here to play on purpose.

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

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

He is really a born scumbag.

　　Playing with men and women.

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

Nicholas 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.

 Lanci 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 laboratory is also located in the capital of Blier Da.

 The honorary advisor is not a formal position, but he is nominally a member of their Empire's Special Operations Division. Nicholas does not need to go to great trouble if he wants to see Landry in the future.

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

Lanci asked Nicholas with surprise and interest.

"certainly."

 Nicolas answered decisively.

 “This job is completely free of charge, you would have to be crazy to agree to it.”

Thalia said in Lanqi'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 Department 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 to invite you to enter the urn.

It can be said that it does a lot of harm and no good.

“But Tata, 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?”

Lanchi responds to thoughts.

　　…Then he might really agree.”

Thalia took on the role described by Lanci and came up with this answer.

 “Then there is only one answer.”

Lanchi was talking 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.”

Lanchi said to Nicholas the Kestrel,

 “Let us serve the Empire together.”

 (End of this chapter)