Chapter 373: Huberlian felt like she was having a stroke

ts that the acceptance letter from the Academy of Wisdom was forged by that stinky kid.Even due to spending all his money, he came up with a wicked idea, using forged fines to try and scam a large sum...Chapter 374: Huberly felt like she was having a stroke.

It seems to have sensed the audience's thoughts.

Your words sound presidential to me. I know that people at Helstrom Broadcasting Company today have already started discussing whether you will be running for president next year...

Leola raised an eyebrow with a hint of a smile, momentarily interrupting Lance's words.

Would you run for president

She inquired with great interest.

Her sudden question hung in the air, leaving all the audience speechless and breathless.

In Alaran's hands, the cat boss who was pretending to be an ordinary cat almost jumped out of his fur!

If Ranchi really became the president of the Protoss Empire, then it would have completely lost its nerve and never dared to see Xiubao again!

He was the principal, he was the saint, he was the governor, even a cat owner. The Meow Lord is truly numbed step by step.

Only when he becomes the president, the leader of the mixed empire, can't Cat Boss accept it!

Facing this question that has a hint of humor yet carries a degree of seriousness.

Lan Qi pondered for a moment, a glimmer of thought passing through his emerald eyes.

"It's possible, but I am definitely tired of seeing Protoss get cheated."

He spoke, his voice firm but with an air of reluctant resignation.

"Why don't you want to run for office"

Leo asked again.

"I just feel like I have no intention of running for president. I love what I'm doing now, I really do."

Lanchi explained.

"Maybe if your ambition were a little higher... there wouldn't be any woman in the world who could keep up with you You still want to leave a little bit of life and time for the people around you, right"

Leo's words caused a wave of laughter among the audience.

Ranch also couldn't help but let out a knowing smile.

These laughter did not last long, coming and going as quickly as the small waves gently slapping the shore in the tide, leaving no trace behind, only a slight echo.

Lance chuckled and bowed his head, still replying,

"I may not actively seek public office further, but I'm not entirely ruling it out. If I believe the country is heading in the wrong direction, I might consider running for office."

Every answer he now begins to give provokes a subtle ripple of response among the audience.

Some nodded, while others wore expressions of fervent contemplation, reflecting on the profound implications of Rocky McCasi's recent speeches and pondering how this figure's political aspirations might reshape their lives and their nation.

The heated interview was still ongoing.

……

>On the other side.

The commercial district south of the city of Herlohm.

At 8:30 in the evening, Helorum was a sight to behold, pulsing with energy. Giant mana crystal billboards and glowing lights formed a moving canvas, illuminating the entire cityscape as brightly as day.

On these holographic screens, the latest fashion advertisements, movie trailers of superstars, and various brand logos flickered one after another, competing with the brilliance of the mall's lights. A kaleidoscope of illusions danced in the air, with phantom magic and projection barriers blurring the lines between reality and fantasy.

On the bustling streets of Helstrom, Huberlian and Mishula moved in harmonious steps through the cacophony of the busy intersection. The crowd around them flowed like a confluence of rivers, each person a splash of color and shape.

"Tomorrow, we still have one day to go out of school. I'll take you to find the man you've been thinking about."

Misura carried her shopping bag and suggested,

"Well, okay."

Huberly wanted to refute, but the more she refuted at this point, the deeper Misura's misunderstanding would become.

Having arrived in Helm's Deep, the Imperial capital where information flows freely from the southern regions, it shouldn't be difficult to find someone through the Milford family connections.

"Actually, I told him at the beginning that if we accidentally got separated, he should just stand in the most obvious place and wait for me. I'd find him quickly, but I don't know if he foolishly stayed put in a conspicuous spot waiting for me."

Huperlyan recalled, saying.

If he truly had feelings for me, maybe we'd find out just by strolling around together.

Misura responds.

If this man named Locke truly cares for his sister, he should do everything in his power to keep his promise. That's what a reliable man would do.

"No, no, no, he absolutely can't have any wild ideas. A peaceful life is the best!"

Here is the translation of your text:

Hepburn waved her hands back and forth.

Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

Misha didn't understand at all. That creature's thought processes were unlike any human's.

"What Is he the kind of man who would squander all the money you've worked so hard to save And then keep asking you for more"

Misura doubted again.

She is worried that her innocent sister will be deceived by a scoundrel.

"It's not true... He has never asked me for money."

It's hard for Huberly to explain what kind of man Lance is to Melissa. She'll only understand once she meets him.

Just as she was about to give an example of what Ranch might do, she felt like she heard Ranch's familiar voice talking.

"Am I hallucinating I think I heard his voice."

Huperlian raised her hand to cover her head, looking around in confusion.

Although he didn't see anything, there was a feeling that the sky held divine messages. It was too esoteric.

"Sister, you really miss him."

Misura sighed, love truly makes people blind.

"Wait, I think I can hear what you're saying too."

Misura suddenly realized that there did seem to be a male voice echoing in the business district, coming from the edge of the square between the buildings in the distance.

"No way..."

Upon hearing this, Huberlian's face suddenly tightened with tension.

Her heart beat faster with every step, walking toward the square where the sound was coming from. Mirzula followed behind her.

"There shouldn't be any problems, maybe I misheard, or it could also be..."

Hubert kept muttering to himself, as if praying to the Goddess, that Lance wouldn't do anything too outlandish in the Protosian Empire. He should have understood what Hubert had said before.

No matter what happens.

She must keep her cool and stay calm.

Until Huberlyan stepped out of the corner and into the open commercial center square.

All the screens in the sky, around us, are playing the same image, and at this moment, the sound is like it's echoing along the Crystal Sea Shore.

Misura abruptly stopped, her gaze fixed on her sister who seemed frozen in place.

Only to see the graceful elder sister gape, staring at that open-air giant screen, her pupils trembling, unable to utter a word for a long time.

Misura could only look at the screen again.

Only on the giant screen in the distance, the young man with purple suit, brown hair and green eyes was chatting animatedly with Leo, the national-level host.

You said, although you have no intention of running for office, you believe you could win.

The host asked curiously.

The young man didn't answer hastily, but instead let his silence hang in the air for a few seconds. This was both a sign of respect for her question and an opportunity to organize his thoughts.

He leaned back, a slight smile playing on his lips, fixing Leora with his gaze before turning to the audience as if inviting everyone into his world of thought.

"To be honest, I'm not entirely sure either, but I feel like I can win. Trust me, I rarely fail in life."

He began to speak, his voice carrying a sense of confidence and composure.

"If I were inclined to run for president, I think I would have a much better chance of being popular. I would say my chances of winning are very, very high."

Because although I don't know what the audience thinks, I believe people share my feeling that they are tired of seeing the Protoss Empire being tricked.

...under the giant screens that encircled the square.

Hubleyan: "Damn it!!!"

Currently updated/Total chapters: 4/26

These seven days feel so long!

(End of Chapter)

[ ] of the ancient bell at Ictereus Academy echoed through the winter afternoon. The excited cheers of the spectators in the arena blended with the solemn tolls.The final bell rang throughout the stadium...