Don't confiscate my citizenship

The door of the governor's office extends on both sides. It is carefully carved from old maple wood cut down three hundred years ago. The door frame is inlaid with delicate silver patterns, which is noble and full of historical deposits.

It was unusually quiet in the office, and even Agnello's previous hoarse roar stopped abruptly and no longer echoed on the third floor of the spacious Governor's Palace.

"Loren...!!"

Agniello's body, which was bound by the Forbidden Demonic Ice Spikes, began to feel stinging pains due to being moved, but the physical pain was nothing compared to the mental panic.

Seeing Loren in person again, Agnello's breathing became rapid, and every time he took in a breath, there was a slight choking sound, as if the air was condensing in his throat.

The surrounding noise gradually blurred, and Agnello's eardrums fell into a silent blank, only echoing his own heartbeat - it was a rapid, chaotic rhythm. His hands and feet could no longer move. The distance between them is an abyss that can never be crossed.

The panic in his eyes, the fear that penetrated deep into his bones, bound him tightly like invisible chains.

The two figures on the sofa, Lan Qi and Sigrid, were sitting calmly, looking even more calm and relaxed.

Lan Qi sat on the left side of the sofa, as dignified as a chess player, caressing the dark kitten in his hand.

On the other side, Sigrid was leaning on the back of the sofa, holding her chin with one hand and resting her palm on the armrest. Every knuckle showed strength, as if with just a wave of her hand, the entire empire would tremble. He glanced at Agniello lying on the ground, it was a look from above.

The temperaments and sitting postures of the two are completely different. One is gentle and elegant like a poet, while the other is majestic and domineering like a queen. However, they can get along exceptionally harmoniously with each other unexpectedly.

Looking at this atmosphere, Agnello's eyes revealed rage, despair and disbelief.

He originally thought that after he left, the high priest Loren would first control the weak Overlord Catholic Church.

Unexpectedly, this woman actually trusted each other with the great priest.

Could it be that the Overlord Catholic Church had already betrayed the Protos Empire and reached an ulterior cooperation with the great priest Loren...?

Agnello was gradually unable to understand the scene in front of him, and all kinds of emotions in his heart were surging like a tidal wave.

He couldn't bear the feeling of losing everything and falling into the abyss.

Agnello's breathing was rapid and his vision was skewed. He just wanted to find a breakthrough, but every ounce of his remaining rationality wanted to tell him that there was nowhere to escape.

He suddenly shouted: "Loren!! You are a sanctimonious, despicable hypocrite! Didn't you agree to let me go?!"

Agniello's voice was as shrill as a night owl, mixed with all his resentment and unwillingness.

"..."

Lan Qi still kept the slightly upturned corners of his mouth, and his smile, in this situation, actually made Agnello even more creepy.

"I really won't kill you. Are you living well now?"

He spoke with a hint of naturalness, as if everything was natural.

The brief response penetrated Agnello's heart deeper, and his body shook violently again.

He didn't understand why the rumored high priest Loren, who was always noble, could be so cold, hypocritical, and liked to play with others, even worse than the Cardinal of the Church of Resurrection who had a bad taste.

Agnello took a deep breath, which was his last strength.

He looked at Viscount Kingston, with a hint of broken bitterness and struggle in his voice: "You guys were deceived by him!! He is Loren, the great priest of the Church of the Goddess of Destiny in the Southern Continent, and he is the great enemy of the empire! If you do this, you will become a sinner of the empire!! You...you have no idea what a big disaster you have caused!!!"

But.

No one between Viscount Kingston and the Guards soldiers stood up, and no one expressed agreement with Agnello's words. Or they didn't care at all, but they were still terrifyingly indifferent, staring at Agnello without any trace of emotion in their eyes. Moved.

They may even become more convinced of something.

That look was like looking at a crazy, stupid person who had completely lost his mind.

Viscount Kingston shook his head and chuckled. He walked gently to Lan Qi's sofa, lowered his head and said respectfully: "Your Majesty the Governor, you are really good at predicting things. You have hit the mark on every point."

At this moment, Agnello completely collapsed.

That kind of despair surrounded his whole body like ice, even worse than his frozen body.

The few hopes in his eyes were shattered, and he felt like he was about to lose everything.

"He is a big liar! You have all been deceived by this liar!!!"

Agnello cried and laughed, as if he had finally been driven crazy by all this absurdity.

The heartbroken man screamed unwillingly, and every word was like his last voice of despair.

The rest of the room turned a blind eye, listened without hearing, and no one showed the slightest sympathy or understanding, and no one came to his defense.

They just looked at Agnello quietly, his madness and vanity appeared so real in front of them, but they just looked at a desert scenery, so distant and indifferent.

Finally, Lan Qi sighed.

He looked down at Agnello, his compassionate eyes seemed to see through everything, and saw Agnello's soul naked.

But he was not as aloof as Agnello had seen him in the snowy field before.

There’s no cat-and-mouse banter at all.

There is only pity and regret, like a kind-hearted old principal looking at a student who is about to be dismissed.

Agnello held his trembling hands on the ground, trying to stabilize his body and emotions.

His eyes were filled with extreme confusion and fear, and he stared at Lan Qi intently, trying to find a real answer or a possible glimmer of hope from those unfathomable eyes.

No matter what, the one who caught him was the great priest Loren. As a believer of the goddess of destiny, he should be a very kind person, right?

He said he would use love to influence himself, and he promised not to kill himself!

"Loren, please let me go. You shouldn't take action against me with your status."

Agniello's voice gradually increased, and the tears in his eyes fell down, flowing on his pale and firm face, with a sense of remorse as if he was looking forward to death, and as if he was praying for Loren's compassion.

At this moment, he was like a misunderstood child who didn't understand why everything around him had become so strange and indifferent.

"Holy Son, don't believe him..."

Sigrid seemed to be full of anger and wanted to say something, but Lan Qi raised her hand to stop her, meaning please trust him and leave it to him.

Lan Qi still stared at the Holy Son of Annihilation, and the Virgin-like forgiveness had not receded.

"Do you think the purpose of rules and laws is more important: prevention or retribution?"

he asked.

"It's prevention! It's prevention. I promise that I will never be an enemy of the Church of the Goddess of Destiny again! I swear to the Goddess of Destiny!"

Agnello replied to Lanci as if he was grasping at a life-saving straw.

However, Lan Qi just smiled, with a hint of regret and hardship in his smile, and shook his head.

"It's retribution. Deterrence and reforming criminals are secondary, but if you do bad things, you will be punished, and if you don't do bad things, you should not be punished. This is the foundation of punishment and justice, and retribution is also its most important role."

Lan Qi looked unusually serious and told Agnello the correct answer.

Hearing Ranchi's words and looking at his attitude, Agnello's slightly parted lips trembled, and his empty pupils seemed to foresee his future.

His body became even colder, everything around him became blurry, and even his own sense of existence became so void.

"Let me go, otherwise Lord Askosan will not let those innocent priests of the Goddess of Destiny Church go..."

Agnello repeated this sentence over and over again, crying as if it was his only support, but every time, his voice seemed weaker and more powerless.

"Why? I'm not from the Church of Destiny."

Lan Qi was stunned for a moment and asked slightly confused.

"...?"

Suddenly, Agnello was also stunned.

He didn't know what Loren meant.

Is Loren still planning to act stupid and rogue?

"I'm Rocky McCarthy."

Lan Qi raised his hand and said very clearly.

"No!!! You are Loren, if you kill me, Askesan will know sooner or later that it was you who did it!"

Agnello seemed to be afraid of a fact, and screamed that he could no longer distinguish between true and false in this city. Ever since he stepped into this office, the world seemed to be a real nightmare.

But the only thing he must be sure of, and the only hope he has left, is the answer that the other party is the great priest Loren!

"well--"

Lan Qi sighed helplessly,

"Why don't you believe it? Everything I tell you is the truth."

Lan Qi took out the [Fake Slate - Wind], and at the same time took out his imperial ID to show Aniello.

The certificate clearly says - Rocky McCarthy.

"Look, the snowfield was joking with you earlier."

Lan Qi smiled sheepishly. No one knew whether he was really guilty or couldn't hold back his smile.

Side by side, Sid finally leaned on the sofa and hugged her belly and laughed. Seeing Agnello's silly appearance, she couldn't bear the laughter and kept patting Lan Qi beside her.

At this moment, Agnello opened his eyes wide. Everything, the mystery was finally solved in his mind.

"Ah...ah..."

Only after he was completely reduced to a prisoner did he realize that at that time he had the means to kill the Overlord Catholic Church and the Overlord Son.

However, he was deceived out of fear.

Step by step, I was deceived from the gate of heaven to this inescapable abyss.

His eyes slowly turned blood red, like two pearls soaked in blood, about to shatter. It was a furious flame that had been extinguished burning inside, about to jump out of the eye sockets and destroy everything. .

Every cell, every inch of skin, was trembling. The corners of Agnello's mouth twitched, his teeth creaked, and drops of dark red liquid fell from the corners of his eyes. It was not tears, but blood, but his extreme resentment. Proof of almost tearing himself apart.

"Luo——Qi——!!!"

The heart-piercing and sharp voice of the Holy Son of Nirvana is also a signal that all his thoughts have been extinguished.

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