Don't confiscate my citizenship

As time went on, the empty glasses were filled again and again and drank down.

Warden Daria's face was already red, and the movement of holding the wine glass in his hand became sluggish.

Hyperion was still feeding the poet of great love wine.

While the beloved poet was drinking just now, Hyperion had intermittently heard Antanas behind her talking about seven or eight endings that could be completed today.

But there is no ending where Lanfu can come back alive.

Finally, Warden Daria could no longer continue and put down his glass.

She tried to stand up, but her steps staggered. She slid on the ground a few times and fell down on the table again. Her cheek was pressed against the table and she could no longer hold herself up.

"It's too strong. I've never seen you drink so well..."

Even though the limp Warden Daria was completely unable to move, her lips were still filled with admiration.

Even though his eyes were full of unyielding, his body still admitted defeat.

She didn't expect that this trainee prison guard was much braver than he looked, and he was truly desperate for his life.

"Who are you...?"

As promised, Warden Daria used his last consciousness to lie on the table and used his last strength to give special ratings to several people, murmuring at the corner of his mouth.

"..."

The Great Love Poet was silent for a long time, as if no sound could come out of his throat, until after a moment of relief, he looked at Warden Daria.

"If you still want to find someone to drink with, you can come to the Red Monds Building of Protos Royal Academy of Magic... Every Monday, Wednesday and Thursday, from 2 to 5 pm, you can accept any talks from school personnel, and you may need to make an appointment in advance. one time……"

The magic voice of the great love poet fills the ears, causing Daria's half-awake hazy eyes to gradually become stained with the last trace of crazy persistence, just like even if she loses all the memories in her dream, only this deeply hypnotic voice will definitely be able to Engraved in her mind.

Gradually, Warden Daria passed out, his sleeping face contented yet nostalgic.

"belch."

The poet's cheeks were flushed, his eyes were lowered, but his eyes were still firm.

Hyperion worriedly helped the poet up, but as soon as he stood up, he fell again.

Although the controller may not have much mental problems, the poet's body is no longer in control.

"Leave it to us next. You have a good rest. With Antanas and Shinora, this level shouldn't be too difficult."

Hyperion squatted beside the beloved poet and patted his back distressedly.

Lan Qi may not have been harmed, but the body of the beloved poet is almost exhausted.

"Oh, oh, king, don't die."

Antanas was sobbing from behind, wiping tears from time to time, observing the condition of the figure with black hair and green eyes.

Although the crying was fake.

But she seems to be setting off an atmosphere.

Hyperion looked back at Antanas, not sure what to say.

However, when she turned around, Hyperion saw that Lan Qi also had firm eyes.

It gave Hyperion an illusion, as if the atmosphere had been heightened to this point, Lanfu would have to die if she didn't die today.

"It's better for me to do it. I can't give up halfway."

Said the poet of great love.

He has always been able to solve problems efficiently and without any ink.

To speed through, you must speed through to the end.

The time that Warden Bakas can delay is limited. Now he is only one step away from seeing the last great demon, the Pranai of Truth, and he doesn't want to waste any more time.

In order to save Talia's friends, no matter what kind of hardships it was, he felt it was worth it.

"..."

Hyperion's eyes trembled.

You really don’t take Lan Fu’s life seriously, do you?

Fortunately, Lanfu fell into a deep sleep after handing her body over to Lanqi. Otherwise, when Lanfu took over the body and found herself in this state by Lanqi, she might have broken off her friendship on the spot, and would find an opportunity to break up with Lanqi in the future.

The poet of great love stood up with all his strength and walked forward.

"When I go to inspect and repair, and unlock the clearance permission on this floor, you will be able to see the cell where Pranay of Truth is, and then I'd like you two to rush to his cell as quickly as possible. I'm very worried. Coming soon..."

The black-haired, green-eyed poet spoke intermittently.

With Antanas's defensive ability and Sinora's spell resistance, in this layer of the Great Demon Trial [The Hanging Road to Death], if you have the guidance map, you can rush directly into a certain target's room. The difficulty is very small.

Because the two of them are very courageous, completely different from Pranay of Truth.

The Tyrant Priest is a warrior who is not afraid of death and has been trained by him personally. When ordered, he will definitely reach the target location successfully.

"Are you planning to go to [The Hanging Road to Death] alone?"

Shinora asked worriedly.

The beloved poet drooped his eyelids, turned his cheek, and nodded.

Then walked to the prison.

He walked like a drunkard, falling down step by step and getting up again with difficulty.

But it seems that I haven't seen any impact or harm in the illusion barrier.

"this……"

Sinora stared dumbfoundedly at the figure of the new king who was gradually retreating away. The new king seemed to have no fear in his heart, and the illusion did not cause any actual harm to him.

"As expected of our king, what a state of mind this is."

Sinora sighed sincerely.

"Yes, it's disgustingly strong."

Antanas is already used to it.

She had already seen the new king in a basically immune state on the negative fourth floor [Falling Gentle Land], so in the negative sixth floor [The Upside Down Path to Death], which was also a test of xinxing, she felt that the new king behaved like a monster. , nothing surprising.

Now Antanas is not sure that the new king already has several marks, but she is very sure that the new king will get another title mark before seeing the Pranay of Truth, and become a great demon far beyond Thalia.

…

At this moment, in the dilapidated body of the Great Love Poet, the Great Love Poet himself, Lan Fu, whose soul has fallen into a deep sleep, is experiencing a dream.

She dreamed that after arriving in a mysterious prison today, she kept wrestling and couldn't control her balance at all.

All the way to the negative fifth floor, it was very dark. Her body was controlled by the devil, and a terrifying giant wolf brutally tortured her phantom, as if it wanted her to die.

She was so shocked that she finally managed to leave the prison.

She began to be fed a very terrible wine.

It was obviously extremely painful, and she couldn't breathe through her nose. She was still being poured in the kind of wine that burned her internal organs. Finally, she felt that her whole body was about to fall apart. She was still stumbling forward, causing her so much pain. Want to cry.

She suspected it was a nightmare, but she couldn't wake up...

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