Don't confiscate my identity as a human race-Chapter 1277 - 816: Lanci’s Sealer Revival Match_3

After clearing ample space on the workbench, Talia took out three divided trays from the three-tiered cart next to her, which were filled with linked-attribute materials, and checked the ratios she had prepared earlier.

Talia placed them beside the workbench, and with Lanci's assistance, she calmly and skillfully completed the final preparation of the materials.

The clock in the study ticked the time away.

Minutes passed without notice.

"Lanci, are you ready?"

Talia asked Lanci, who was waiting by her side, as she set down the last piece of material that was ready for use at any moment.

The upcoming process may be akin to using Lanci as a vessel to complete the making of a Seventh-order Magic Device; he may endure pain, pressure, or danger.

But Talia believed that with Lanci's composure and her own skills, Lanci would surely pass in one go.

"Hmm."

Lanci replied,

"Wait, Master, can you be a bit colder? I feel like that'll help me focus more."

He added as if he had just remembered something.

"Not cold enough?"

Talia asked Lanci with a hint of other thoughts in her golden eyes.

"Just like when we first started, like I owe you money, I need to feel like a strict teacher is watching me closely, you're entirely different now..."

"Is this the feeling you mean?"

Talia's gaze slowly turned cold as if she thought Lanci was being unappreciative.

The familiar harsh look brought an immediate pressure on Lanci.

"That's right."

Lanci gave a thumbs up in approval.

"Idiot."

Talia lightly tapped Lanci's head, catching him off guard, while her aura returned to the way it was at home.

"What's wrong?"

Lanci asked Talia, puzzled and holding his head.

"You need to relax; don't be as tense as when you're making cards. Just trust your body to me, let me guide you."

Talia spoke softly, no longer the cold figure she was when in Nanwantina, now she was the gray-haired girl who shared difficulties with Lanci.

"Like this?"

Lanci asked her blankly.

"Right, a good mindset has always been your strong point, so keep it up."

Talia acknowledged generously.

Lanci nodded his head.

Without further pause, Talia dipped her fingertips into the Magic Ink made from the finely ground Sealed-attribute Magic Crystal Powder and specialized Magic Core Liquid, lightly touching Lanci's forehead, spine, and temples.

The moment her fingers touched the harmonized Magic Ink, Lanci's magic power began to resonate and synchronize with the ink, as if Talia's prepared ink was actively accommodating his magic power.

Without needing to test or measure, Lanci was certain Talia had mixed the optimal ratio for him.

He closed his eyes, feeling the flow of his magic power, as Talia's magic also started penetrating his magic channels through the resonance, rewriting the expanded construct that could bear greater forces.

As Talia's manifested magic glow began to appear in Lanci's closed eyes, the engraving process entered its most crucial step—transforming the core material and enchanting it as the foundation stone to extend the body's magical circuits.

The whole process required the engraver to be fully focused while the engraved allowed their body and mind to relax, achieving a high degree of synchronization as if they shared the same body.

As Talia kept inscribing the mix of human and Demon Magic Text that she and Lanci constructed from their conjured magic Runes into each of the pre-calculated circuits, translating, and rewriting, an intricate network buzzed within Lanci's body.

Both of them devoted themselves fully to the inscription, as if nothing outside could disturb the sanctity of this study.

Gradually, the concept of time faded away.

The seconds hand of the study clock had made several rounds.

Until the night grew darker in Brilda, and the second floor of the residence was shrouded in dimness outside the drapes, with only soft and warm lighting within the room.

Lanci sat in front of the workbench, his body radiating dangerously clear arcs of magic power that couldn't settle due to the high pressure and kept distorting.

At this moment, he was like a Magic Card about to explode.

But without fear, Lanci trusted Talia; even if Talia were to kill him, he would let her do so wholeheartedly without any resistance.

"Lanci, don't be afraid, it's almost done."

Talia stood in front of Lanci, her eyes intently focused on him, as she connected one magic engraving after another around [Proof of the Bishop - Fervent Love] within Lanci, forming a complete magic power circulation route, allowing Lanci to continually operate his own magic power after recovery.