Don't confiscate my identity as a human race-Chapter 1253 - 810: Lanci is in Great Pain!_4

"So whoever wants to be my mom can feed me."

He was rarely angry, giving up resistance entirely and waiting to be fed.

As his words fell.

Talia and Sigrid both hesitated a bit.

Cat Boss peeked its ears out from behind the food cart.

It was just as nervous as Lanci, listening to Lanci's extreme maneuver.

This time Lanci seemed to have run out of options completely.

Lanci started to confront them head-on, dragging them into a mutual explosion.

Whoever feeds him is the mother, voluntarily declaring the loss of her fiancée status.

Talia and Sigrid reluctantly, slowly withdrew their spoons.

Neither starting to eat on their own, nor letting go of Lanci's hand.

It was like they couldn't come to terms with it.

Both were competing with great restraint, ending up frustrated with no outlet for their energy, both seething with anger.

Now they were even stopped from venting it.

The only thing neither wanted to let go was Lanci's hand.

It seemed like whoever let go would be the complete loser.

But without letting go, Lanci wouldn't be able to eat; someone had to feed him.

The logical chain was frozen here.

They both grew angrier the more they thought about it.

"..."

Lanci felt the two calm down somewhat.

For the moment, he was mildly relieved that his bomb-defusing effort had made it through a critical phase.

Next, he needed to comfort both of them properly.

Slowly making both of them happy.

Meanwhile, being careful not to tread on their sensitive issues.

Also, to prevent them from stirring each other up again.

Then figuring out a way to separate them after lunch, to chat with each one individually.

This longest lunch was finally looking like it might end smoothly!

While Lanci was caught up in his hopeful fantasies.

Suddenly.

Talia, as if unable to contain her temper,

stood up, causing her chair to wobble loudly.

"What a big baby you are, we like to play this little game usually, I'll continue feeding you then."

Talia hugged Lanci's head, her cheeks flushed, and with a tone full of challenge towards Sigrid as much as towards Lanci, she declared.

She was determined to win today, even if she had to play along with Lanci's shameful antics.

It was also a declaration of war.

Can the little girl really handle it?

"..."

Lanci's brain ceased to function.

His eyes went blank.

He felt himself fall into an illusionary space, from the origin of the universe to the birth of the first life underwater, from the law of universal gravitation to the equation of mass-energy, all the knowledge of the world skimmed through his mind.

Cat Boss was also stunned, its mouth agape and unable to close.

Originally, Lanci's suicide threat tactic would have definitely worked against Sigrid and Hyperion in a torture and interrogation scenario, as neither of them were overly complicated.

But Talia would not indulge Lanci.

She was even more abstract than Lanci.

As Lanci disconnected, the clash between Sigrid and Talia erupted in an instant.

"Who do you think you are? By what right do you steal my man?"

Sigrid's tone escalated a few notches as she stood up.

"Your man? Don't make me laugh to death."

Not to be outdone, Talia's tone was laced with sarcasm and disdain,

"He's obviously closest to me, can't you see?!"

"Don't flatter yourself!"

Sigrid's palms trembled, gripping and ungripping, looking ready to strike at any moment,

"Saint Heir, tell her about our vows in the Northern Continent! You were to marry me once you reached the Sixth-order, this position of fiancée has always been mine!"

"Lanci, don't listen to her! We've been through so much together, you can't separate from me for the rest of your life!"

Talia's voice was sweet and seductive as she clung tighter to Lanci.

"You shameless hussy... Let go."

Sigrid's face was streaked with dark lines,

"I said let him go."

She grabbed Talia's wrist, commanding,

"Why should I let go of my darling? You're way too nosy! This is my home!"

Talia felt her wrist clamped as if by iron tongs, unable to resist the other's strength but still struggling fiercely, determined to defend her Lanci.

"He's not your darling."

Sigrid held back for fear of hurting Lanci, thus not exerting her full strength.

"He is mine, he has been mine all his life!"

Talia exclaimed.

"What a joke..."

Sigrid's laugh trembled.

"Look how content he is lying on my chest, I'll have you know, I've held him like this and put him to sleep before."

Talia deliberately puffed out her chest, declaring to Sigrid.

"Let him go, this is your last warning."

Sigrid was at her limit.

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"Are you really looking to fight me?"

Talia was ready to use a spell to do battle with a formidable foe.

That little girl better not cry and scream for her mommy when she's dreaming later.

She could give this wild girl a lesson using the same method she did with Carlen.

She would teach this wild girl how to be a good woman.

"If I pin you to the ground and hurt you later, don't cry out, I was actually planning on leaving you some dignity."

Sigrid made up her mind as well.

Putting the Saint Heir aside, she was increasingly eager to conquer this big grey cat that had irritated her.

It's about time for her to experience the absolute gap in power, to understand the hierarchy among females.

"Meow meow meow! Don't start fighting!"

Cat Boss's fur stood on end; his home was about to be torn apart by these two losing their minds.

If Tata and Sikder start fighting, not even a barrier can withstand it!

"Ah ah..."

Lanci's brain began to hum.

Their voices made his brain shiver.

"Ah ah ah!"

Lanci let out a piercing scream.

It was as if his Spiritual Fissure had returned and was widening at this moment.

Confronted with emotional turbulence, he would recall the most painful memories, causing pain and illusions, and all he could do was to force himself to cry or laugh, enduring these few seconds.

Cat Boss looked at Lanci in astonishment.

He seemed a bit mad.