Chapter 262 Lanci Wilfordism_1
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In the lonely winter, the natural sunlight of the imperial city, Herram, is much weaker than in other seasons. It gently penetrates the thin layer of clouds, bringing a hint of warmth to the frozen land.
Lanci walked alone on the broad road.
Today was a workday.
He didn't need to tutor Zestira at the Protoss Royal Academy, and spent each day living a retirement-like life in an inn not far from the school.
After receiving a letter in the morning saying he'd passed his written test, he set off to the Temple of the Nirvana Knights after lunch, still wearing his rhombus-striped vest and a deep gray long coat that could ward off the cold. He looked methodical.
Under the sunlight, his green pupils became even clearer, like a jade-green lake.
As he walked, the number of pedestrians on the streets of the imperial city diminished.
Most of them avoided the location of the Knights of Nirvana as if it were a restricted area on the map.