ram at the Lianjin Institute, I don't know who started it, has been gradually heading towards the direction of unscrupulous journalists in recent years... The *Hertfordshire Times* was actually origin...Chapter 312: No One Understood Love Better Than Lance

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The sky blended icy blue and soft hues, painting it like a shattered glazed screen. The gentle yet slightly austere natural light reflected off the pristine snowdrifts, blurring into an ethereal haze.

Three figures braved the wind and snow, finally seeing the outline of a city at the end of the snowy plain.

"Shaya, you truly are a worthy successor to the Assassin lineage. You're a natural at scouting! If it weren't for you, we probably wouldn't have found Kingston City even by nightfall."

Lan Qi grinned and praised Xia Ya.

Xia Ya lowered her head somewhat embarrassedly.

He hadn't heard such sincere praise in a long time.

Generally, when people mention his family, they are mocking him.

But this person is different.

You didn't mention me, yet it seemed like every sentence was about me.

West Germany muttered to himself.

"Huh What do you mean"

Lanche stroked his cheeks, which were slightly numb from the frost, and looked at West with a puzzled expression.

"It's nothing, sometimes favorability points are directly deducted, no need for a reminder service."

In the wind and snow, and amidst the murmur of voices, both male and female, they gradually walked to the city gate.

On the vast snowy plains, all around was a boundless expanse of land covered in snow. A piercing cold wind blew intermittently, swirling up snowflakes, like fine sugar frosting dancing in the air.

This is the southern border of Qin's city, a towering wall built of metal and long-frozen earth, like a steel gorge on the snowfields, blocking the cold winds and all dangers from the outside world.

The city gate was constructed from heavy Abyssal steel, its edges adorned with cold iron. The surface bore the crest of Cinteston and magical sigils, intricately carved. Inside the barrier, two rows of guards stood at attention, their weapons gleaming and armor polished. Their helmets' orange-red plumes fluttered gently in the icy wind.

The guards' gazes were instantly drawn by the three approaching figures, their eyes turning towards the distant snowy expanse.

Three people slowed their pace, crossing the final stretch of boundless snow. They took out their identification documents in advance and walked to the city gate, handing them through the briefly opened channel of the barrier to the knight captain leading the guards.

The Knight Captain, after a thorough examination, fixed his gaze directly on Char.

Lord Xiaya Candies, welcome to our town of Quintston. Please wait for a moment while I contact the Lord's Manor for you and your friends.

The knight captain discovered that Lance and Clyde were students from the Protoss Royal Magic Academy in Herloom, the Imperial Capital. He didn't dare speculate on their relationship with Xia, so he treated them as companions of Xia.

The city gate creaked open, the iron chains and wooden beams groaning as they moved. The din of the city instantly filled their ears, and the scene before them gradually unfolded.

No longer an endless expanse of snow, the distant streets paved with bluestones have pedestrians walking from time to time. Smoke curls from between houses, carrying the aroma of dinner being prepared, and perhaps even children playing snowball fights.

Then came a time of waiting.

They didn't wait too long at the city-state entrance before a carriage came and stopped in a nearby open square.

A middle-aged man in a classic black dress approached, his cuffs and collar embroidered with gold patterns. He held a wax-sealed letter in his hand. His steps were steady yet swift as he arrived before the three.

"Master Xia, we have two distinguished guests as well. I am the steward of the Lord's Mansion."

He bowed slightly, his voice laced with respect.

Lord Leven Kineston Esquire has been informed of your arrival and sent me to greet you.

He pointed with his finger, indicating that the three men should follow him. In the distance, a magnificent carriage bearing the crest of the Cinston family was waiting. Its body was covered in deep red silk, and its windows were screened by thin embroidered curtains. The butler opened the carriage door, revealing plush fur seats and intricate carved wooden armrests inside.

Get in the car.

The butler smiled slightly, a kind of measured and dignified composure befitting someone who served important people.

Three people glanced at each other and, followed by the butler, got into the carriage.

Before the carriage moved.

"Is Lord Levenston busy with something important"

West Germany asked the butler.

"Yes, Lord Viscount and Miss were supposed to welcome Master Xia, but currently the Manor is hosting distinguished guests, preventing them from leaving. They could only send me to receive you back for now. I apologize for the inconvenience."

The butler apologized.

West Germany nodded.

It seems that Zi Jue wasn't intentionally treating Xia Ya lightly.

According to the etiquette of the Protosian Empire, even if Count Summer, a betrothed young master, arrived at an unanticipated time due to transportation issues, he should have been personally received by either Lord or Lady Levan Qinston.

A low rumble echoed through the air.

The carriage wheels left deep tracks in the thick snow, but inside the carriage it was warm despite the biting wind.

Three people leaned against the soft cushion. Xia was a little awkward, but Lance and Sid were very at ease.

For a moment, I couldn't tell who the young master was.

Looking at the flax-haired youth who seemed anxious, gentle yet with a hint of weakness, Lance patted Xia Ya on the shoulder.

"Stand tall, Miss Lilies Quentin should prefer a more assertive boy."

But... I came to marry into the Qin Stenton family, and they should want a husband who is more well-behaved, right

"Lilith Kensington is an assassin by nature, and her admission report states that she was quite ruthless during the tests. As a descendant of the Imperial assassins' renowned family, you should get along well with her."

Ranch has already begun to guide Shaya.

Xia Ya looked at Lan Qi, his brow furrowed in confusion.

How do you know everything

"But I'm leaning more towards an office job now... If it was helping out with their family's trading guild, I might be of some use. Although I learned all the family skills, I haven't really put them into practice..."

Xia Ya said with a lack of confidence.

"That's right then."

Lan Xi mo rubbed his chin, thinking hard.

"Meow meow meow! Don't listen to him!"

A furious voice came from below, accompanied by a black shadow. The little black cat leaped onto the seat and climbed onto Lance's shoulder, addressing Xia on the side,

"Love between young people is all about subtlety and natural progression. This guy, if he gets involved, will turn heartwarming stories into something as weird and sinister as his own shadow world! Love doesn't need brute force overtaking or strong welding!"

He was seething with rage, berating Langley in a furious tirade that lasted for what seemed like an eternity.

"Oh, little black cat, you're finally out."

West looked at Ranchi on the shoulder with some interest.

The next second, the cat owner shrank back as if afraid, shuffling over to Lan Chi's other shoulder, away from Sid, trembling.

Xia looked at the elfin cat in surprise.

Even this cat is stronger than him.

It actually has the level of almost a fourth-order!

"Don't you think I'm only a three-tier cat"

The cat boss seemed to have seen Xia Ya's thoughts and stared at him sternly.

They all have telekinetic magic with elvish language. There is a bit of kinship between them.

"Could it be... you're actually a Fourth Ranker"

Xia Ya asked in disbelief.

"

“……”

" Let me know if you have other text you'd like me to translate!

The cat boss stayed silent for a while, choosing to steer clear of the topic. It was probably best not to embarrass himself further.

"Young man, just naturally go and get to know Miss Lilias. If you two are meant to be, you'll eventually fall in love. Don't listen to his love advice, this guy doesn't understand what love is at all! His way of loving is deeply problematic!"

She earnestly persuaded Xia Ya.

"Uh..."

Xia Ya looked at the little black cat, then at Lan Chi.

For a moment, I didn't know who to believe.

They are all sincere and truly want what's best for themselves. There's no doubt about that, you can tell just by looking into their eyes.

Thus, Xia Ya fell into an unbearable tangle, unable to make a judgment.

Thus, the three people and the cat fell silent for a while.

"I think what McCarthy said makes sense, for example, I would also prefer a guy stronger than me."

West Germany pondered for a moment, then offered her evaluation as a woman.

She didn't know why this little black cat would belittle Lance's dating advice like that, it wasn't a big deal.

"…"

Lan Qi looked at Xi De with pity.

Another one who can't get married.

What did you mean by looking at me just now

West Germany asked.

She has now discovered that her son would never say anything impolite.

But he often conveyed everything in subtle expressions, a supreme form of disdain.

"Blame them, it's easy to find excuses if you want to."

A look of world-weary amusement played on Lance's face.

"......"

West shook his head, smiling and not telling Lance how many points of affection he'd deduct.

Aside.

"Meow, so you're seriously going to listen to this green tea person teach you about love"

The cat boss glanced at Xia Ya and asked.

"Isn't Mr. Kroch getting along well with Miss West"

Xia Ya asked the cat boss in confusion.

He thinks that Senior Locke is not at all tea-ish. He is clearly a kind and good young man.

Meow

The cat boss tilted his head, "Lance and the overlord Do they get along well"

It always felt that the two people were not a match in terms of identity, strength, age, or personality.

But when Xia Ya said that...

It also found that the way these two people got along was unexpectedly reasonable.

and so on.

If the genders of Lance and Siegried were switched.

What a green tea girl and domineering president!

There's still one chapter left to code, I estimate it will be finished around eleven o'clock.

(The End)

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