Don't confiscate my identity as a human race-Chapter 1262 - 813 Sigrid’s Expectations for Her Sister_2

Talia leaned back in her chair and chuckled in response.

"..."

Sigrid pouted and glanced at Talia, then stared at Lanci with a sense of grievance.

Tata might have done it inadvertently, but Sigrid suspected that Lanci had said something like that before, leading Tata astray.

"My ladies are all very well-behaved."

Lanci replied, holding back a smile at the corner of his mouth, and looked out the window.

The towering spires cast long oblique shadows on the empty square, with the flag of the Cerryti Empire conveying the unshakable majestic authority of the Empire, looking up only to see the imposing figure of the Empire's Special Operations Department building soaring into the clear sky.

The vehicle stopped in front of the long steps leading to the building.

The scene before Talia and Sigrid came to a halt as well.

After two seconds, the car door was opened by the guards of the Special Operations Department.

The somber atmosphere unique to the espionage agency hit them full in the face.

This headquarters building was situated in the heart of Brilda, the capital, not far from the grand and magnificent Imperial Palace, with only a few streets separating the two.

"We're here."

The words of Red Falcon Nikola drew the gaze of the three people in the back seat toward the window.

"Are you here to see Director Dex today, or to take a look at the suspect Captain Maquiel caught?"

After getting out of the car, Red Falcon Nikola dusted off his military coat to make it crisp again, then adjusted the brim of his hat and asked.

In his view, there were only two reasons why Landry would come to the Empire's Special Operations Department today.

Unfortunately, Director Dex was not in today.

"I want to take a look at that suspect, I'm worried it might be my friend who was mistakenly arrested."

Lanci answered, and Red Falcon Nikola turned to lead the way.

Lanchi Taliya and Sigrid followed Red Falcon Nikola on the path of the Empire's Special Operations Department.

The entire building they ascended by the steps was constructed of beige granite, with golden ivy climbing on it, and piece by piece, the tender yellow maple leaves gently brushed past that several-meter high, heavy metal door.

Two black stone lion sculptures stood guard at the entrance, silently warning all visitors.

Upon entering the hall, most of the people from the Empire's Special Operations Department gave Nikola a simple salute.

Occasionally, agents clothed in dark trench coats hurried by, their chiseled faces devoid of any expression, the crisp sound of military boots echoing on the marble floor, vanishing after a few seconds at the end of the corridors where light and shadow intermingled.

"Has the tension between Captain Nikola and Captain Maquiel been growing during my absence?"

Lanci casually asked Nikola.

Nikola, head of the Strategy Department, apparently had a less-than-friendly relationship with Captain Maquiel of the action team, which was obvious from the attitude of the latter's subordinates.

"Not too bad, I don't actually have the mind to fight him, it's just that I think such a fool isn't really suitable for being the next Director."

Although Red Falcon Nikola said so.

Lately, the scenarios where the Strategy Department and the action team competed for credit or set each other up became increasingly blatant, as neither side bothered to conceal their animosity.

Under Red Falcon Nikola's guidance, Lanci stepped into the core area of the Empire's Special Operations Department.

After passing through the deep and winding internal corridor of the building, Nikola led Landry and his two ladies to a concealed elevator.

Red Falcon Nikola took out a Crystal Card from the inside of his coat and slid it, pressing several seemingly random floor buttons in a complicated rhythm.

"I've really never been to the Headquarters' basement before."

Lanci said with a laugh.

"Under normal circumstances, Professor, there's no need for you to come down to the basement interrogation depths."

Red Falcon Nikola answered.

Accompanied by a faint humming noise barely perceptible, the elevator began descending at such a speed as if it were plunging towards the Earth's core.

The exterior of the Empire's Special Operations Department was covered with hundreds of layers of Prohibited Barriers reinforced from ancient to present times.

Even an eighth-order would find it extremely difficult to forcibly break into the publicly unknown facilities of the Empire's Special Operations Department, and conversely, once inside, one should not expect to break out by force.

"Relax, Professor, your nerves are too tense today."

This chapter is updat𝓮d by freēnovelkiss.com.

Nikola remarked in a slightly teasing tone, perhaps sensing Landry's tension.

Today, indeed, he didn't come to cause trouble for Landry.

"If there was more trust between us, we wouldn't have had such an uproar at the campus."

Lanci shook his head.

As the elevator door slowly opened, the two halves of the cold Anti-Magic Steel door slid silently apart.

The narrow, dim corridor's ceiling harshly lit by white fluorescent lights flickered rhythmically, emitting a buzzing Magic Power flow sound.

Red Falcon Nikola stepped out of the elevator first, with agents on either side greeting him and following along.

Along the corridor were neatly aligned, closed metal doors, each painted with a white paint number on the outside, with faint groans and the clinking of chains occasionally leaking from the cracks.

In the underground of this Operations Department, all noise was cut off, leaving only footsteps and breathing sounds.

Red Falcon Nikola led Landry and Landry's two ladies forward, through several turns along the corridor, eventually arriving at the deep core of this level.

At the end was a set of double doors made of Anti-Magic Steel.

Red Falcon Nikola walked straight towards them, waving his access card in front of the sensor, the lock emitted a short hum, and the doors silently opened.

Inside the door, a massive room like an inner courtyard appeared before them, with a metal table and two chairs placed in the middle.

Inside the underground interrogation room of the Empire's Special Operations Department—

Tolyado was sitting cuffed at one side of the table, with the chain of the handcuffs embedded in the metal table.

"Sir, I'm really innocent, I just wanted to check if my friend Landry was at home, is that a crime?"