Shepherd Tantra

Chapter 715 Her fake identity was created by me
It was the first time for Paul and Dimitri to see Professor Laxmi so respectful and humble.

As a professor at the Spiritual Tower, Laxmi is a superior transcendent who has reached the fourth energy level... Professor Laxmi's status is at the same level as the archbishop and the great alchemist.

The strongest person at the fifth energy level directly controlled the entire country. And when he was still in his prime, he successfully reached a realm just one level lower than that... He was undoubtedly a genius and a great man.

——But the man who seemed cold, arrogant and distant enough in front of everyone was so humble at this moment.

He bowed respectfully, never daring to look up and meet the young lady's eyes. Even his voice, which was always hoarse, drawn out, and sounded uncanny, became clear, soft, and clean.

You are so polite that people can't help but exclaim, "So you can speak normally."

Paul had no doubt - that is, Miss Aleister did not extend her hand, otherwise Professor Laxmi would have knelt down and kissed her hand without hesitation.

Xingti has always regarded herself as the "legal heir of the Herasser Empire", and therefore inherited the relevant etiquette of the baron during the imperial period. Female nobles of a lower level can still extend their hands to ask men to kiss their hands.

As long as the lady extends her hand to them, men of the same rank or lower must half-kneel to salute. Only male nobles who are one rank higher than them can bow their heads and kiss their hands; male nobles who are two ranks higher can refuse to salute.

In other words, Professor Laxmi assumed that the other party was of a much higher class than himself.

When he led the two away, Professor Laxmi bowed deeply to Aleister—the degree of his bending was more than 90 degrees. And when he retreated, he bowed twice in a row. Finally, after he completely exited the door, he also respectfully said, "May the moonlight bless you."

This scared both Paul and Dimitri.

They followed Professor Laxmi back to the room without even saying a word.

It was not until they quickly walked back to the other end that Paul finally saw that Professor Laxmi's face had returned to the stiff expression of a death.

"What did she do to you?"

Suddenly, Professor Laxmi asked coldly.

The hoarse and low voice finally made Paul breathe a sigh of relief.

Ah, it is indeed the familiar Professor Laxmi...

"Maybe I want to do something, but I haven't had time to do it yet..."

Dimitri blurted out.

"--Ah."

Professor Laxmi sneered: "You are a good imaginative person. Keep it up. Maybe this optimistic spirit will help you not be ashamed of your mediocrity when you are seventy years old."

"Uh……"

Dimitri was speechless for a moment, and was slapped back by the professor's skillful weapon of words.

"Who is that young lady?" Paul asked Professor Laxmi. "Why do you respect her so much?"

"That's Earl Crowley's daughter, the royal family's top spy, General Carl's student, the Shadow Demon's contractor... and the sergeant of the Army's First Special Operations Force."

Professor Raxmi skillfully spouted out a long list of exaggerated titles.

But Paul frowned slightly.

"Is that all?"

He asked back, "I don't think it would make you so cautious if it's to this extent."

Professor Laxmi glanced at him and did not respond.

When they reached the door of the room, he patted Dimitri on the shoulder, opened the door, pushed him in, and closed the door again.

Then, he silently took Paul to his room and poured a cup of yellow bitter medicinal tea for himself and Paul.

He sat down, took a sip of the medicinal tea that was so bitter that it made him frown, but instead he slowly exhaled.

"——Of course it's more than that, Paul." He suddenly said: "The above are her fake identities."

"...Fake identity?"

Hearing this, Paul was surprised: "You're not saying... I mean, the identities of the royal spy and the 'secret room'... can also be fake identities?"

"I happened to be closely involved in this matter, so I know a little bit of the truth. Because I helped her to create a fake identity. Speaking of which... it was your 'mother' who gave me the task in the first place."

Professor Laxmi glanced at Paul and said meaningfully.

The "mother" here certainly does not refer to Paul's biological mother...but his master, the royal spy known as "Blood Coral".

"Her true identity is the last head of the Bayard Group. You should have heard of this name... After all, she is the largest investor in the Huyue Manor. Your mother might have been a blood slave enjoyed by her in the past."

Professor Laxmi said sarcastically: "Her real name is Vignes Emile Zola Bayard. Although she used a fake body...but the black crystal silver cross necklace on her chest is proof of that.

"The black cross is the symbol of the Herasil Empire, and this ornament is called the 'Light of Herasil'. It was issued once a year starting ten years before the start of the Rift War. It was given to 'individuals who are not nobles but have made outstanding contributions to the Empire'. Only one was issued each year, and only ten copies were issued in total.

"Among them, number 002 was presented to Baroness Bayard. 'Baroness' is a female lord, which is not an official title and cannot be inherited. These ten badges are ten lords... If you have studied history correctly, you should know what this means."

"…This is a sign of the collapse of the Herasil Empire."

Paul blurted out: "At the end of the Herasil Empire, the proportion of high-ranking extraordinary people who were not of noble origin continued to increase, causing violent conflicts with the original aristocratic class... As a result, both the nobles and the common people felt strongly dissatisfied. The last 'Heracross' chose to contact the common people... That monarch launched the 'Light of Herasil' plan, trying to convert common people into nobles with only one non-hereditary lord quota each year..."

At this point, Paul fell silent.

Because the content that follows may be politically incorrect.

"--continue."

Professor Laxmi took a sip of tea and replied coldly, "Tell me more about your opinion."

"...The result was that only one lord was elected each year, and the title was not hereditary, which made the common people unhappy. The nobles were also disappointed with the royal family's concessions. At this time...the corruption of the Moon Child intensified the conflict from within, and eventually the nobles joined forces to rebel against the royal family...and the common people stood up to attack those nobles, and among them, the alchemist Alfonso Valentin, who was born a commoner, became the founding monarch of the Star Antimony Kingdom."

Paul said hesitantly.

"Heh," Professor Laxmi sneered, "What do you think? This Xingtan version of imperial history."

"...I think it's definitely not that simple. The process of the nobles' rebellion is too simple. But at least Valentine I should have been born a commoner..."

"Hahaha."

Professor Laxmi laughed dryly and muttered in a low voice: "Even you can see that something is wrong, but those guys can't see it... Haha. Or, they clearly see that something is wrong, but they still won't give up..."

"……professor?"

Paul was a little confused.

And his voice reminded Professor Laxmi.

The professor, who looked as dry as a corpse, fell silent for a moment.

He took a few deep breaths and ended the topic abruptly:

"In short, Paul. Be careful with that woman. It's best to stay away from her. If the title of 'old woman from the Empire' doesn't stop you, then she has another identity...

"——She is the mistress of the current Pope. She is a tough character who can compete with the Iron Queen of Avalon for men. It is best not to treat her as a weak person."

"……I see."

Paul was immediately in awe.

Now he knew what level of ruthless character that person was.

(End of this chapter)