sentence.Ranch's emerald eyes were naturally innocent."...."Hughley stared at Lancy, silent for a moment.Then I believe you.She finally spoke.Only Lance would be so kind to the demon race."Shall we O...Chapter 209: Lancy felt very kind now.

Deep within the confines of the Ekklesia Academy, nestled near the mechanical engineering gardens—stood a majestic building in the Gothic Revival style. Its red brick facade bore the marks of time, history settling within its walls like dust.

"Lance, have you heard"

What

Lanche and Huberlian chatted as usual, walking into the most familiar arcane engineering building, the old humanities wing.

You wouldn't know this since you haven't been to the Sage Academy these past two days, but the students are whispering again. Apparently, Dean Lorien has been in frequent contact with Lady Juliana Knight lately. Today, while Dean Lorien was giving a lecture, she received another message from Lady Juliana. It seems like she is planning on coming to Icerite herself to see Dean Lorien. Lorien paled at the news and assured her that he would make sure no more accidents happen to students from the Avalor Kingdom's Academic Exchange Team. Only then did Lady Juliana Knight postpone her trip to Hetton Kingdom.

"Dean Laurent's class time connects to communication magic, and he doesn't deduct wages for it"

"Where is your focus..."

They stepped onto the second floor, into Professor Bolao's workshop area. Accompanied by the soft hum of machinery and the low murmurs of the artificers immersed in their work, they suddenly saw a familiar figure descending from the upper level at the corner.

"Lanche, Huberlian."

Frey was still wearing his sunglasses at a jaunty angle, his aura slightly rebellious. He quickly walked up to them and greeted them.

Since the Shadow World came back, the three of them have basically been in a loose state.

Lanche and Huberlian had more important matters to attend to, while Fray was helping the president with student council affairs.

"Were you guys just talking about Dean Lauren again"

Frey had overheard bits and pieces of their conversation while they were on the stairs before he saw them, but it was fragmented, so he asked with a hint of curiosity.

"Yes."

Huberly quickly recounted to Frey what she had just talked about with Lance.

"That's right."

Frey nodded after hearing this.

"Frey, don't spread rumors around the Knight's Court."

Hueberlian said somewhat anxiously.

"Don't worry, I'm not the type who gossips."

Soon, Frey bade farewell to Lanci Huberlian and went to school to handle the matters entrusted to him by the president.

> "Speaking of what the Chairman told us last time about Dean Loren and Sir Julianna, who exactly spread the word"

When Lang and Huberlian arrived on the third floor, a dark, intricately carved wooden hallway steeped in history unfolded before them. Huberlian, after a moment's thought, couldn't help but ask.

"It wasn't me."

Lance smiled and said.

"That's right."

Huberly muttered to herself, confused. She didn't come to the ranch to gossip, did she

The chandelier on the ceiling gently cast a soft light, along the corridor, their footsteps were slowed by the soft carpet, gradually approaching a pair of stately, deep red double doors.

A door's distance, as if separating two worlds.

When Ranch pushed open the heavy mahogany door, the spacious and classical yet fresh Student Council room came into view.

At the back of the long table, Master Monaster raised his head and looked at the two.

"Just sent Frey to get you, and here you are."

The president smiled faintly, his voice deep and resonant.

Ranch and Hubleyan exchanged glances, surely there was something they needed help with.

But before the chairman could speak, they both noticed an extra figure on the sofa in the rest area beside the meeting room.

A figure with long, deep purple hair sat on the sofa sobbing, while Vice President Asna wiped her tears and comforted her softly.

This figure, Huberlian and Lance recognized at once who it was, their eyes widening in surprise.

How did Countess Sophia get here

The president said nothing, he simply gestured silently for the two to come closer. Soon, both nodded their heads.

When Clancy and Huberly settled onto the couch opposite her, Sophia finally took notice of the two.

When she saw Huberlian, she was even more on the verge of tears and wanted to cry to Huberlian.

However, as she glanced at the smiling Lance, Sophia's tearful face immediately froze.

She acted like a frightened child, constantly wiping her face, pretending she hadn't been crying just moments ago.

"Miss Sophia, no matter what trouble you're in, you can tell us, and we'll help you."

Lance's tone was gentle and caring.

"It is my responsibility and duty to help students resolve conflicts, psychological or emotional issues within the school."

"...."

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Sophia slightly raised her eyes to glance at Lance upon hearing this.

But he immediately averted his gaze, stammering and unable to speak.

Since the last card maker association, she has been afraid to see Lance again.

Because I'm too socially awkward.

Once you see him, the boastful words you once uttered will echo in your ears like a curse!

She wished she could find a crack in the ground to hide in.

"Sophia, you can rest assured about Ranch's abilities. I guarantee that. Now, tell us what happened."

Huberlianne looked at Sophia with concern, she was truly worried about her.

"Huberlians..."

Sophia looked at Huberlian's gentle expression, her eyes began to well up again, and she couldn't help but be teary-eyed once more.

"...Do you know that second-year prodigy card maker from the Royal Avalor Academy academic visiting team..."

Sophia glanced at the two people sitting on the sofa opposite her, and said in a weak voice.

"You know, being a Gold member in the second grade is pretty good."

Huberly replied.

"…"

Sophia was taken aback. She felt that Huberlian looked down on the second-year gold-level card makers.

But then I thought.

Both Hubleyan's father and the guy sitting next to him were absolutely ridiculous.

So, by comparison, in Huberlian terms, the second-year Gold-ranked Karen seems... pretty average.

Sophia, was it Karlen from the Alorland Kingdom who caused the misunderstanding between you and Lord Enol

Lan Qi seemed to have guessed something at this point, and still asked in that same calm tone.

"Oh..."

Sophia listened, and tears welled up in her eyes again, unable to speak.

It's okay, take a deep breath and slowly tell me what's going on. I promise I'll help you, even if you feel like there's no solution, I'll help you find one.

Each character in Ranchi's voice is light and slow, like the strings of an angel's harp, bringing a sense of peace.

Sophia sobbed, looking at Lance. She couldn't quite believe it - the man who had given her such a bad impression at the Cardmaker's Guild was now making her want to trust him with all her heart.

"Will you really help me..."

Sophia spoke timidly.

She thought Lance should hate her, she'd been so jealous of him last time and hadn't even given him a good look. But he was still gentle and forgiving.

If one had to describe it with a single word, it would be generosity.

Perhaps it's not entirely accurate, but he truly is as great as the Virgin Mary.

"I will not only help you, but if you wish, I can even help you become a princess."

Lanche nodded confidently as if he were a mentor.

As long as Sophia is willing to learn, he is willing to teach.

"!"

Hubberley immediately looked at Lance.

Hearing Lance's devilish opening line, she felt a sense of impending doom!

(The End)

[ ]for him to explain himself and take a stand.Lanche didn't say much.He just smiled, closed his eyes.Like he wanted to kill and skin Talia, all he cared about was that she wouldn't misunderstand him any...