Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

In the train carriage aisle, there were already fewer passengers than when it stopped.

Lanci and Talia walked through carrying suitcases, their footsteps echoing in the empty corridor.

"Sir, Miss, please show your tickets and identification."

A young attendant in uniform stood in front of them, politely blocking the way.

Although the direction of the war has now been moving toward negotiations, there will be a period of turmoil, both internally and externally for the empire, during which long-distance identity checks have been particularly strict.

"Here."

Lanci reached into the pocket of his gray coat, pulling out tickets for him and Talia, then turned to take the documents from Talia's hands, smiling warmly as he handed them over.

"..."

The attendant's gaze rested on Lanci's face for an extra second, seemingly admiring this well-mannered noble.

But this brief second aroused dissatisfaction from the gray-haired woman behind the black-haired youth, her sharp golden eyes making the attendant instinctively avert his gaze.

She carefully took the tickets and documents, without daring to touch Lanci's hand, using the device in her hands to carefully verify them.

The gray-haired woman was terrifying, not even allowing a second's glance at the handsome man.

No sooner had she thought more, the attendant's eyes filled with surprise.

"Professor Landry Washington?"

The attendant softly uttered the name.

In recent days in the capital Brilda, this professor's name hadn't appeared in official statements, often circulating among civilian circles.

Even without the previous chaos of the Hesintos and Emperor Loren showdown, Landry Washington was already a well-known military expert in the Cerryti Empire, and recently his name frequently appeared in the news as the chairman of the Imperial New Energy Organization.

"Going back home."

Lanci explained calmly, snapping the attendant out of her daze.

"Please keep your documents safe, I've finished checking them."

The attendant promptly returned the tickets and documents with both hands and said.

Professor Landry's registered residence is at the northwest border in Nixasende, making this northbound vehicle undoubtedly the best selected class for Professor Landry's trip home.

"Room 404, walk straight to the end of the fourth carriage, fourth room on the right. Sir, Miss, welcome aboard the Brilda Magi-Train, wishing you a pleasant journey!"

The young attendant respectfully stepped aside to clear the path, guiding Lanci and Talia.

"Thank you, tough work."

Lanci nodded with gratitude, taking back his and Talia's tickets along with their empire documents.

"Tata, why did the attendant suddenly seem frightened earlier, am I that scary?"

Lanci wondered in his heart to Talia.

At the end of last month, during the offensive in Blood Moon City, Talia once again fused with Great Love Poet, becoming Mad Love Demon King, and their fusion was so high that they always needed about a month to separate.

Even now, Talia still had to maintain the fusion state.

"I don't know."

Talia nonchalantly stared out the corridor window.

The train interior was typical of the Cerryti Empire style—redwood paneled walls, aged carvings emitting a relaxing faint aroma.

"It doesn't make sense, Landry's reputation should be good, I've been maintaining Brother Elsa's name well, as my repayment to Dimension Saint Child Landry."

Lanci puzzledly scratched his head, walking slowly down the corridor,

"Four-zero-three, four-zero-four..."

He murmured the room numbers he saw in front of him.

Soon, he found his compartment on the right side.

Sticking the ticket to the door lock, with a gentle push, the heavy wooden door opened.

Since the journey wasn't very long, the train didn't have sleepers, but the first-class compartment was luxurious and comfortable enough.

The large luggage rack was enough to store several suitcases.

He and Talia placed their luggage inside, settled the suitcases, and Lanci finally shrugged off his burdens, settling into a chair, feeling different from when he came to South Crayney.

The plush chair cushion was soft and thick, sitting down felt like sinking into it.

"Whew, winter really makes me sleepy, it's only morning and I want to nap again."

Lanci shook his head, hugging a Little Black Cat mini pillow.

They set off early this morning, and even now, it was only a little past seven, having reached a comfortable spot, he was again inclined to nap.

"Then sleep for a bit, I'll wake you when we arrive."

Talia spoke softly, like coaxing a child to sleep.

Lanci's eyelids drooped twice.

Seemingly surrendering to sleep.

"Wait, I need to go to the dining car to buy some snacks, it'll be a few hours before the next meal, you'll be hungry."

Just as he prepared to sleep, Lanci remembered an important task, immediately standing up, keeping his waking self in check.

"No, I'm not hungry."

Talia couldn't judge if this instinct carved into Lanci's consciousness was good or bad.

"You'll be hungry."

Lanci firmly told Talia, as if knowing her body better than she did.

"..."

Talia, cheeks faintly red, bit her lip, clenching her fists.

Her meaning was more or less, if Lanci didn't go, she'd have to hit him.

Lanci promptly put down the Cat Boss, quickly stepping out of the compartment.

"Damn, why does he understand me so well..."

Once confirming Lanci had left, Talia spoke, both angry and helpless.

"Meow, Tata, do you remember how you two started interacting?"