Don't confiscate my citizenship

The Kingdom of Esthelan is located in the northwest of the Protos Empire, and the royal capital of the Northern Land is Gedaria.

The sunset shines through the dense canopy of trees and dances with the smoke floating in the air, giving the twilight of the forest city a soft luster. As the stars in the sky slowly light up, the city-state also begins to welcome the night.

At the end of February, the short day is coming to an end.

In the hinterland of the city, beside a clear lake surrounded by woods, stands a magnificent temple.

Deep in the temple, there is a hall made of pure white jade and dark gray stone pillars.

The Ice and Snow Witch sat elegantly on the sofa, and she gently picked up a delicate porcelain cup. The light green tea leaves slowly stretched in the transparent hot water, releasing a pleasant fragrance.

She closed her eyes, savoring the tranquility of the moment.

However, the tranquility did not last long.

In an invisible corner of the air, Hyperion, who had become invisible, was observing with firm and cold eyes, or was preparing.

As long as she can meet the Ice and Snow Witch, the Ice and Snow Witch's special training for her will pass.

The sound of her breathing had been silenced for a long time, and she was approaching the Ice Witch quickly and unnoticed like a shadow.

But the Ice Witch still sat peacefully, not moving at all, as if she was completely unaware of the approaching Hyperion.

Just as Hyperion's dagger was about to reach the Ice Witch's back, she suddenly felt the coldness on her feet.

An invisible cold air quickly spread from the floor to her ankles, freezing her feet and locking her in place.

Hyperion tried hard to break free, but the power of the cold air was unmatched until it spread to her hands, causing her dagger to stay in the air, just a hair away from the Ice Witch.

"You still haven't eliminated your intention to attack."

The Ice Witch finally opened her eyes and said calmly.

"I'm sorry, Artis-sensei."

Hyperion lowered her head in frustration, a hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes.

But the ice witch's gaze is profound and gentle.

"It's okay. You've almost mastered the trick. You have a unique talent for eliminating the sense of existence, but it seems that it can only be stimulated in situations of life and death."

She gently raised her fingers, and the cold air dissipated immediately, releasing Hyperion's feet, and along with the healing magic, there was no frostbite left on Hyperion's body.

"..."

Hyperion stepped back cautiously, her face flushed and her heart filled with respect.

Although she can indeed feel that she can sometimes eliminate the magic, aura and even the sense of existence in critical moments.

But she was embarrassed to say whether it was her talent or whether it was created by someone the day after tomorrow.

"Huberlian, continue."

The Ice Witch said softly, and at the same time, a wave of cold air pushed Hyperion to the corner of the temple.

So in the hall belonging to the Ice and Snow Witch deep in the temple, changes of calmness and frost surged again and again.

Until the afterglow of the sunset no longer penetrates the colored window lattice, only the light shines on Hyperion's young and determined face. Her shadow stretches on the cold stone floor, still a little bit away from the Ice Witch.

"Let's stop here for today. Don't worry, you've almost found the feeling."

The Ice Witch healed Hyperion's slight frostbite.

Next month she will send Hyperion to the Protos Empire, and currently she is still training Hyperion's stealth and escape abilities.

No matter what, survivability is the most important thing.

Although the three clergymen familiar to Hyperion will be sent as coordinators to the northwest province of the Protos Empire, it will still be up to Hyperion to carry out the mission in the imperial capital of Herrom.

"The Protus Royal Academy of Magic that you are going to next month is a very unfriendly school for ordinary students. Coming from the Southern Continent, you should be very uncomfortable with it. The first difficulty for you is It is to get enough credits before the day when you plan to rob the prison, so that you can successfully reach the threshold and successfully accept the task of prison internship."

The Ice Witch motioned to Hyperion to sit next to her and told Hyperion,

"If you are good enough, you can quickly rank among the ten seats of third-year students. Even the tenth seat at the bottom will have quite generous rights... But it is almost difficult to do it in only one month, and civilians If you are not a ten-seat student, you will easily be treated harshly and unfairly in this school when you want to get credits, and you may be wronged."

"It's okay, I'm very tolerant, Teacher Artis."

Hyperion nodded and replied.

She has never been the domineering type.

"..."

The Ice Witch couldn't help feeling confused during the brief silence.

After getting along with her for a month, she discovered that Hyperion was a good child, and she was not pretending at all.

She behaves elegantly, keeps her promises, is as pure as falling snow, gentle and fearless.

She is very different from her mother Epatia.

If Epatia is regarded as a weak little angel, the consequences will be quite serious.

Although the characters of the sisters Thalia and Epatia are very different, one thing is very similar. When they want to take revenge on someone, they will become very crazy and terrifying.

At present, it seems that Hyperion looks nothing like her mother or her aunt.

"Teacher Artis, is there any news from the Protos Empire recently?"

Hyperion asked.

The Ice Witch shook her head.

In recent times, the blockade of the northern border has been tightened. Even the communications of the northern provinces of the empire have been cut off from other provinces. Except for the confidential department with special channels, in the imperial capital of Herrom, it is not even possible to obtain information about northern travel. Provincial news.

"Are you worried about him again?"

The ice witch asked rhetorically.

Of course she knew why Hyperion cared about the Protos Empire.

The young man named Ranch Wilford should have drifted into the Protos Empire after being separated from Hyperion.

"I hope Boss Cat will listen to what I say and control him a little."

Hyperion was indeed worried about Lan Qi, but it was a worry with multiple meanings, and it was difficult to explain it to the Ice Witch in detail.

"Don't worry, I have great faith in Loren's character. The students taught by Loren must also be people who adhere to order and have good conduct. You can rest assured about such young people."

The Ice Witch took another sip of tea and commented with conviction.

"..."

There are some things that Hyperion is not easy to say.

After all, she would never speak ill of Lan Qi, so she has nothing to say now.

But maybe she was worrying too much.

Lan Qi promised himself that after completing the project this time, he would take a leisurely tour of the empire and then go back.

Putting aside the things he did in the shadow world in the past, he is still a very stable and trustworthy man in this world.

There should be no problem.

I have to keep working hard myself.

precipitation.

Hope to see you again in the imperial capital.

Please give me a monthly pass! Xi Gouzi kowtowed to his fathers!