Chapter 272.Chapter 270 – Ranch has always played to the limit.

Chapter 270 – Ranchi has always played to the limit

“……”

Ranch looked at Zestila and the words he was about to organize became stuck in his throat again.

Maiden, you have misunderstood Talia greatly.

Rancic couldn’t help but want to tell her so.

Zestila had actually looked a lot like Talia, both force-types, except for the very different types of magic she specialized in, and her natural magic was similar, even her tone of voice and demeanor were similar.

It probably doesn’t require much effort, just a natural progression like this, and in the future, she should be able to become a demon like Talia.

But Ranch kept feeling that something was a bit wrong.

Zestila always seemed to be thinking about trying to change herself ……

“It’s true that you can specialize like that, but that direction is usually a branch that demons that play with their minds and have bad personalities would excel at, and dragon demons that excel at force would rarely choose that way.”

Ranch told Zestila politely.

This was straying too far from her idol.

Rancic felt neither helpful nor unhelpful, and he was now a little confused as to what Zestila wanted to become.

“……”

However Zestila was a very stubborn character.

After confirming that Ranchi had answered that there was such a specialization direction, she made up her mind and wrote the answer on her expression.

“Cheer up then.”

Ranchi said with relief.

He would only respect his student’s ideas, his fear was that Zestila would regret it later on when she realized that her choices were too counterproductive.

“It’s easier to specialize this way instead, you should be able to study spirit magic harder and keep using your talent to seriously try to sense other people’s emotions, although I don’t know how long it will take to evolve fully, but after all, the magic talents that get the final growth, some of them can even be comparable to the powers of the blood race, and when replaced with spell cards they are also of epic level, they are not that easy to get, don’t get fretful and impatient as well Don’t be discouraged by the slow progress.”

Ranchi explained to Zestila.

“Okay.”

Zestila listens with an open mind and nods.

But she thought that maybe the progress of Gifted Magic wasn’t as hard as her teacher said?
“Thank you Sensei, I feel like I’m one step closer to my goal after your guidance.”

“……”

After listening to Zestila’s answer and thinking about it, Ranchi still felt that something wasn’t right.

Why did Zestila think that Talia was good at acting and smiling, and that natural magic was still the manipulating emotions to play with the mind type?

Ranchi’s slightly furrowed brow suddenly stretched for a minute.

“Wait, Zestila, let me ask you first, what do you imagine Talia to be like?”

Ranchi made an attention-grabbing gesture at Zestila.

Hearing the question, Zestila’s eyes brightened a bit.

She was interested in the topic.

“She is magnificently sensible and moving, a demonic race that is the most evil and wicked to madness, harmful to the world even more than its talents, yet in control of her heart and desires, more skilled at breaching her enemies’ hearts and granting them the most brutal curses and tortures than solving problems by force!”

Zestila, in a rare moment of a bit of energy, clenched her fists as she spoke.

However, she also quickly realized that she was showing a bit too much, and coughed lightly twice.

“It’s a shame that there’s no real face left of her now, only those Daemons who lived for a hundred years and saw her back then will recognize her.”

She sighed.

According to the various books she had read that recorded the end of the last few surviving Daemons, apart from the unaccounted for Daemons and the Daemons in the Imperial Prison, the only ancient Daemons who could recognize Talia’s true face now were, by and large, the Ice Wraiths of Ethelthyland.

Unfortunately, now that the Kingdom of Aetherland and the Protoss Empire were on the brink of war, the border lines were blocked, and it was impossible to meet the Ice Witch and ask her about Talia. “”

Ranchi’s expression was filled with confusion and skepticism.

He hadn’t realized a serious problem until now –

The Talia that Zestila worshipped was entirely a figment of her imagination!
And this Talia, who seemed to be fictionalized, there really was an existence in the world that fulfilled the conditions and looked exactly like her!

If this is the image of Talia in the eyes of the future generations of the Northern Continent, then wouldn’t it be that the Talia played by the Great Love Poet is more in line with the imagination of the Demon youths of her artistic image?

Instead, Talia herself, an old thing, had been eliminated by the times.

“Zestila, let me ask you, do you think the Talia you imagine has the charisma of a leader?”

Ranch asked again seriously after he had meditatively run through the situation.

“She is the Chosen Demon King!”

Zestila got a little more excited in a rare way.

“So that’s how …… it turns out!”

Ranch clenched his fists and pounded his palms, something dawning between the gradual brightening of his eyes.

In fact, when it comes to commanding the demon race, the first step is to create a good image of a cohesive and appealing leader for the princess of the demon race with orthodox qualifications.

Ranqi finally realized why his dream of rebuilding the Purgatory Cloister Academy was stuck as if he couldn’t make a start and couldn’t move forward.

It turned out that it would be good to optimize Talia first.

She was the most unnecessary presence in the starting job!

When he helped Talia shape the new image of the Northern Continent a hundred years after the Holy War, he’d do the step of building a school and then stop, leaving the Demons as a branch of the Kingdom of Aetherland that believed in love and peace.

At that time, even if Talia knew about it, and the principal rushed back to the North Continent and found that this image had been accepted by the Demons, in order to respond to the expectations of the Demon subjects, she would only have two choices in front of her.

Either, accept this new persona and try to play the girlish, all-day, slyly smiling Great Love Poet to snatch the dominance from Ranchi’s hands.

Either, return to the southern continent to continue to retire.

Ranchi expected that Talia would definitely choose the latter.

He really couldn’t imagine how Talia, a several hundred year old demon crone who never smiled, could make a girlish gesture.

Unless she had undergone a change of heart that was hard to describe in words.

If she really chose to pretend to be a great love poet and endure humiliation to accomplish the great cause of restoring the country, then Ranqi didn’t dare to imagine what kind of retaliation he would receive when she succeeded.

But such a thing was unlikely to happen.

“……”

Zestila glanced at Ranchi and continued to walk with Ranchi on the road next to the Endless Library, passing under the Starry Sky Theater and heading towards the Protoss Royal Magic Academy.

She somehow got the feeling that Ranch might have just been thinking about something no different than suicide.

But he himself didn’t even seem to realize it, and was even enjoying himself.

Ranch’s psyche was occasionally unusually active, as Zestila had already noticed.

Staying around him was conducive to the evolution of natural magic.

But Zestila didn’t want to tell him about it, or he probably wouldn’t have been able to exercise his whims so naturally and frequently.

Let’s tell the teacher about this after his own talent magic has become a great success.

He wouldn’t lose anything if he knew about it a little later anyway.

Zestila thought with certainty.

(End of chapter)