Don't confiscate my citizenship

In early March, the Kingdom of Estherland, the capital of Gedaliya.

This forest city is like a new painting that has just removed the heavy canvas of winter, showing the tranquility and newness of early spring. The cobblestone streets that have just been liberated from the ice and snow are moist and polished smoother by the noon light.

The lake in the city is gradually waking up at this moment. There are slight ripples on the lake surface. Occasionally, a few petals fall gently in the wind, touching the water surface. The branches sway, and the breeze brings a faint smell of new grass.

By the lake in Gedaliya, in the temple surrounded by ancient trees, priests chanted sutras in low voices from time to time, intertwined with the chirping of flowers, birds and insects in the distance, forming a natural harmony.

In the deepest hall, in a corner of this space, there is a huge bookshelf, which is almost as high as the ceiling. Many of the backs of the books on the bookshelf have been rubbed yellow by time, but some are still as good as new.

The Ice Witch stands not far from this bookshelf. Her figure is reflected by natural light, and her long skirt floats like snowflakes, pure and noble.

"As a secret agent, you must remain calm at all times──this is a familiar saying."

It was also in this temple at this moment that the Snow Witch gave her farewell instructions to Hyperion.

After all, if you are lazy or careless, even the goddess of fate will find it difficult to help you.

"This card, I hope it can protect you on my behalf."

The Ice Witch handed a pink sacred card covered with frost mist to Hyperion.

The conversation between the two echoed in the ice and snow hall.

Hyperion nodded solemnly, took the card, and felt the friendly magic coming from it.

This was the spell that the Snow Witch had promised her before and made for her. It was also a spell that Hyperion had been unable to learn for a long time.

"Teacher Artis, thank you for taking care of me during this time."

Hyperion bowed sincerely and thanked the Ice Witch.

"Come on, no matter what, go to the Protos Empire and put your own safety first."

The Ice Witch hugged Hyperion.

During this time together, she has regarded Hyperion as her most important disciple.

Originally, Artis had considered keeping a certain distance from Hyperion because of her background.

But in the end, Artis was convinced that Hyperion was a sincere and good child without any impurities. She did have the tenacity and coldness of the demons, but when she faced people close to her, her eyes would only shine with honesty. light and shadow.

"You seem to have an epic card on you. Although I don't know what its effect is, the more cards you have, the more assured I will be."

The Ice Witch said with a smile.

"No...it's not mine, it was lent to me by Lan Qi."

Hyperion thought for a moment and answered.

"Can epic cards also be loaned?"

Artemis was slightly startled.

Neither pink sacred nor orange epic level magic cards can be freely exchanged, because pink sacred quality is difficult to unbind from the soul, and orange epic cannot be unbound.

Unless it is a high-quality card that is automatically triggered, it cannot be used by others if you lend it to others.

"This card is a bit special. She can summon herself... Even if Lanqi is not needed, she can help me according to her own will, but she is more dangerous, so I have never let her come out in the temple."

Hyperion explained.

"Can you let me see it?"

The Ice Witch said curiously.

Hyperion nodded and took out the translucent orange card [Poet of Love] accompanied by the fragrance of flowers.

"I love the poet, can you come out for a while."

She called out to the [Poet of Great Love].

No response.

"Lanfu?"

Hyperion took this orange epic and called it twice, but the poet didn't even have any intention of coming out.

Hyperion was confused.

Obviously every time I ask the poet to come out at home, she will jump out happily, but this time it doesn't work.

It was as if she was afraid of the Ice Witch and didn't want to come out to see her.

However, if the magic card owner is not around, he may indeed be afraid of being touched by other ultra-high-level magic craftsmen.

In the eyes of magic cards, it may be the most advanced decomposition machine.

"It doesn't matter. It's normal for intelligent summons to be afraid of strange magic craftsmen. I just didn't expect that the character of demon summons would be so timid."

The Ice Witch looked at this card and said to herself.

For a moment, even she couldn't quite understand the composition of this card.

"Who is afraid of you? I just don't want you to see my peerless appearance."

Immediately, the poet of great love transformed into a physical form, but he covered his face with his hands and arched his back slightly.

If Lan Qi hadn't emphasized to her before setting off not to let people from the Northern Continent, especially demons, see her appearance, she wouldn't have cowered in front of this annoying woman, and would have dared to call her a coward!

Although the Great Love Poet didn't know the specific reason for Lan Qi's repeated advice, she could roughly guess something. For example, Tata might have been a relatively famous figure in the Northern Continent, and the Great Love Poet and she were like Tata. They have almost the same appearance, which may cause unnecessary trouble if they are recognized.

Hyperion looked at the comical appearance of the great love poet and didn't know how to evaluate it.

"How beautiful can you be?"

The Ice Witch found it a bit funny. She had never seen such a cowardly and arrogant summoned creature before.

I didn't plan to say anything more, but when I heard the extremely provocative tone of the great poet, I couldn't help but choke her.

"!"

The beloved poet wanted to put down his hand and let the Snow Witch see that he was as beautiful as anyone else, but he kept thinking about Lan Qi's warning in his heart.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Finally, the beloved poet glanced down slightly.

"It's prettier than your cutting board anyway."

The poet of great love raised the corners of his lips disdainfully and said.

The Ice Witch was stunned for a moment, and she quickly understood what the great love poet meant by the chopping board.

She took a deep breath.

"I won't argue with you, but I can only tell you that no matter how beautiful your character is, no one in the world will really like you."

The Ice Witch said coldly.

Hearing this, the poet of great love was so angry that his hands trembled, and he seemed to be unconvinced.

Seeing that they were about to quarrel, Hyperion quickly stopped between the poet and the ice witch.

"Lanfu, calm down."

She didn't expect that Teacher Artis and the beloved poet had such different personalities that they would start to quarrel when they met.

"Humph, although Lan Qi always thinks that the woman who looks the same as me is cold, fierce and old, but I am different. I not only have looks, but also charm!"

The poet of great love dropped these words and turned back into a summoning card.

"hiss--"

Hyperion broke out in a cold sweat and took a long breath. She knew that the poet was referring to Sang and Huai. It sounded like he was talking about Tata, but actually he wanted to scold the Ice Witch for being cold, fierce and old.

Fortunately, this is the Northern Continent. If these words were said in front of people Tata knew, Hyperion would definitely wonder if the beloved poet wished Lan Qi to die!

"I'm sorry, Teacher Artis. She loves poets and is used to being arrogant."

Hyperion quickly bowed her head and apologized to the Ice Witch.

"It's okay, it's my problem. I didn't expect to reason with a demon summon."

The Ice Witch shook her head.

The moment the Great Love Poet disappeared, she now understood the effect of this summoning object. She didn't expect that even she would be affected by this musical magic.

Chapter 2 is not finished yet, will be posted before 11 o'clock