Don't confiscate my citizenship

After a simple clothing exchange, Antanas now looks like a trainee prison guard.

"I'm ready."

Although Antanas has turned into a human before, he has never transformed into a disguised state that he cannot understand through transformation spells like this.

After leaving the prison, I am afraid that I will have to carefully escape in the Protos Empire until I successfully reach the Kingdom of Estherland and receive help from the Ice Witch.

After all, Hyperion's identity is very clear. She is a spy of the Kingdom of Estherland. There are some loopholes in their identity, and they may be found out at some point.

The country of Protos is full of wariness and hostility towards the demons. If you don't be careful when you return to the ground, you may be imprisoned again by accident.

Antanas has already thought clearly. Before meeting Thalia, no matter how long and difficult the journey ahead is, she will go all out to fulfill the contract she has formed with the two little princesses.

The poet of great love took the Protos Royal Magic Academy student bracelet from the Tyrant Priest and gave it to Antanas, who had turned into a human.

"Antanas, your new identity is from Kingston City in the Snowy Province of Protos Empire. You are studying in the third year of Protos Royal Academy of Magic. You can apply after completing the Helrom prison guard assessment. Graduation. When we return to the base level of the prison, you can get your full set of documents from the Protos Empire back from the depository."

The poet of great love pointed to the black bracelet and said.

"Understood."

Antanas put on the bracelet and nodded to confirm.

She didn't expect that her identity would be so well prepared, and she didn't know how long this false identity would be able to deceive the Protos Empire.

"Afterwards, Protos Royal Academy of Magic will appoint you as a senior professor. You will work four days a week and have three days off. In addition, you will also have church work, but that is another salary. You will be paid separately to both parties. You will spend the rest of the time at Just learn about modern life in the imperial capital Herom. Before we leave the Northern Continent, can you accept this arrangement?"

The poet of great love went on to add.

"..."

Antanas looked at the poet of great love in confusion.

Why are they still living in the Protos Empire?

"Won't my fake identity be exposed?"

Antanas asked.

"These are all genuine products. Whether it's your household registration or student registration, they are all authentic. They were processed personally by the provincial governor and the college principal."

The poet of great love explains.

"?"

Antanas was stunned.

She didn't come back to her senses for a long time.

During the time she was in prison, to what extent did the two little demon princesses erode the Protos Empire? With such connections and power, she, a prisoner of the great demon clan, could integrate into the imperial capital of Herom openly and live a relaxed and free life?

What sweet poison is this?

Enjoy it for a while first, and then follow the two of them back to the Southern Continent, so that you can meet Thalia smoothly?

"Is this reality?"

Antanas shook his head, as if to confirm that this was reality, not the magic of [Falling Gentle Land].

Now she suddenly realized that this reality was a bit unreal no matter how she looked at it.

"When you are in [Falling Gentle Country], you won't realize that you are under an illusion."

The poet of great love reminded helplessly.

Just like when you realize you are dreaming, you are almost waking up.

"So...this is really reality..."

Antanas' eyes flashed with disbelief, and then his pupils were filled with joy.

A bright smile gradually formed at the corner of her mouth, which seemed to light up the entire room.

Then, she took a deep breath to absorb all the happiness of this moment into her heart.

"Thank you. You are the pride of our demon clan. I will protect you with all my strength in return for this kindness."

Antanas sincerely thanked the two relatives, friends and descendants.

"..."

Hyperion felt the inexplicable reverence in Antanas' gaze, but it was hard to deny anything. She just felt as if her citizenship had been confiscated along with Lanqi.

She wanted to be a noble human priest, but she didn't want to choose a little demon princess on the same day...

"Let's go."

The conversation between the several people in the cell was complete, and Lanci also left this special cell with Antanas and Hyperion.

When they walked out of the cell, they chatted casually, as if they had formed some kind of tacit understanding in this brief exchange.

Outside the door, two other priests who had been waiting saw them coming out and immediately saluted them.

Even though the appearance of the female priest who was their companion had not changed at all, they all knew that the creature beneath the appearance of the female priest was a legendary eighth-level demon.

Antanas also nodded to them.

She knew very well that these two humans were now their companions, and she had a strong feeling of being dominated by the little princess.

"Now that things are done, we can go to the fifth floor."

The poet of great love said to the two priests, satisfaction in her voice.

"Yes, sir."

The Tyrant Priest responded.

Just when Antanas was about to communicate with them how to work together to move forward through the [Falling Gentle Country], she saw the figure with black hair and green eyes stepping out unsuspectingly.

The other people stood there without any intention of helping the poet.

After a while, the poet of great love woke up and continued to move forward, triggering the illusion on the next large floor space.

Both Hyperion and Tyrant Priest naturally followed the path that had been opened.

Antanas was left looking at him with disbelief - someone could ignore [Falling Gentle Country] and open the way ahead.

"No way...how does this guy have such a big brain? This is a trial of a great demon."

Antanas muttered.

She couldn't help but sigh that she was worthy of Thalia's blood.

But thinking about it carefully, Talia didn't have this kind of talent. She must have found a powerful husband and optimized her bloodline.

Antanas became more and more curious about what Thalia's man was like.

Although Antanas still had some conditioned reflexes to be wary of the corridor environment on the fourth floor, she quickly recognized the situation and followed Hyperion quietly.

The group walked through the winding corridors and finally returned to the exit teleportation hall.

The dark purple mirror portal stood at the end of the steps. Their bracelets were sensed at this moment, emitting distorted light and accompanied by the sound of electric cocoons. It was obvious that they had met the conditions to go to the negative fifth floor.

"Everyone, please be careful. If we are dispersed later, we will try to gather in the exit teleportation hall."

Seeing the danger warning on the portal, the Great Love Poet said to everyone.

The space on the negative fifth floor is not stable, and the portal may not necessarily send them to the entrance teleportation hall, but may appear anywhere on the fifth floor.