Don't confiscate my citizenship

Pranay remained silent and did not take the initiative to communicate with the great poet.

In his opinion, the new king was moody and angry. No one knew whether the new king was giving him short-term face by letting his sister go so easily, or whether he was threatening him with something behind his words.

He must now make accurate analysis and judgment.

If you don't follow the new king, today may be a bad day.

But even if the new king let him go because he was concerned about the risk of prison control by the Protos Empire, he would not let his sister go.

"Mr. Pranay, if you don't want to talk more, I won't force you. I just hope you can tell me your concerns and troubles. Maybe I can help you solve them."

The poet of great love did not rush Pranai, but sat on his knees not far from Pranai and spoke slowly.

He believed that Pranay did not not yearn for freedom. Pranay had a desire very similar to that of Shinora.

As a wise man in the demon world, Pranay's eyes at this moment are judging whether he is a rational object capable of communication.

This is a two-way selection process, so communication with Pranay can naturally take your time.

Seeing this, Antanas took out a small bottle of wine and two glasses from his coat pocket, placed them in front of the poet and Pranay, and then poured half a glass of wine.

Sinora hesitated to speak. She didn't even see when Antanas succumbed to the things from Herrom Prison. Antanas seemed to really hate Herrom Prison.

Antanas's professional appearance also stunned the poet and Pranay.

But the poet didn't say much, he just thanked Antanas.

She's perfect for being a bartender and waitress.

Soon, until Antanas once again stepped back like a servant, Pranay, who had been silent for a long time, once again turned his attention back to the new king.

"New King, what do you think of the current Protos Empire?"

Pranay looked at the emerald rational eyes, kept a certain distance, and asked politely.

He rarely sees such a rational demon, but the new king is full of unknown dangers because of this. No one knows whether the new king will get rid of him in the next second.

Thinking about it, Pranai could only pick up the snowy spirit and sip a little to strengthen his courage.

If he guessed correctly, if the new king was able to successfully infiltrate Helrom Prison, he must have successfully completed some infiltration in the Protos Empire, and at the same time regarded the Protos Empire as the place where their demon race's restoration plan took root.

“There’s a lot that needs to change, and I’m working on it.”

The poet of great love held his chin, thought for a moment, and answered with conviction.

He didn't mind having a slow chat with Pranay like this.

"That means you still have hope for it, right?"

Pranay's words gradually slowed down.

"Of course, I am full of hope for the Protos Empire, and I will not give up this country for any reason."

The voice of the great poet is very clear and like a promise.

"..."

After hearing this, Pranay picked up the glass, sipped the wine, observed, and meditated.

He could only accept the worst.

If the new king chose the Protos Empire, then there is a high probability that he has already been burned and fallen into this catastrophe.

It might even be difficult today to persuade the new king to give up.

a long time.

"Protos Empire, where is the hope? I can't see a glimmer of hope in this country, and I can't even find a partner worthy of our cooperation."

With a lot of helplessness in his eyes, Pranai looked at the woman with black hair and green eyes and asked,

"If you want to take me, Sinora, and Antanas to annex the Protos Empire in the future, you must have corresponding partners to erode this country step by step, but."

Pranay's words ended here.

According to the new king's radical style, the next step is likely to be to directly find the current high-ranking figures in the empire, negotiate a deal with them, or directly bewitch them.

But Pranay didn't know who the new king would go to or who he had already made an agreement with.

"What do you think of the Great Sage Isis Mellon? I think we in the Protos Empire cannot lack the support of her as the maintainer of the rules."

The poet of great love picked up the wine glass but did not put it to his mouth and asked.

"Haha, that dull and slow old elf, after Emperor Franklin passed away, she was just fulfilling her promise to protect the Protos Empire. She would not react until the crisis came, but by then it was already too late."

Pranay shook his head.

Like wishing Isis dead.

"..."

The poet of great love looked at Pranay's expression and felt that there was obviously a bit of personal hatred in it. The big demons in their three prisons all had some beef with the great sage of the empire, Isis.

"What about Duke Morotian Berenhard?"

The poet of great love asked again.

It just so happened that after today's meeting with Warden Barkas, I had to meet the holder of the [Original Slate - Undead], Duke Morodian Berenhard.

"If you stay too far away from the matter, Duke Berenhard will care more about his own interests than the Protos Empire. Even if you cooperate with him, he will only treat it as seeking skin from a tiger, always thinking of annihilating us after using us. Lose."

Pranay's eyes were filled with resistance.

He knew that the most terrifying human hero in the Protos Empire in recent years had reached a level of power that he could not imagine in just a few decades.

Even Pranay couldn't understand Duke Berenhard's position.

"What about the cardinals of the Church of Resurrection? Overlord Sigrid, Bishop of Annihilation Asksan, and Bishop of Mourning Amileth also have the strength to compete with the first two."

The poet of great love held the wine glass and only paid attention to Pranay's reaction.

According to Pranay's thinking, it might be necessary to favor a third-party camp other than the Protos Empire to be more worthy of the trust of the demons?

He happens to be cooperating with the Overlord Catholic Church, and even now their companies are almost merging and preparing to reorganize into a new group enterprise.

"It's so ambitious that it's hard to tell whether they backstab us first or we backstab them first."

Pranay stared at the reflection on the surface of the wine in the New King's cup. He knew very well what kind of human beings the cardinals of the Church of Resurrection were.

The power of the Church of Resurrection on earth today is far more terrifying than when the demon world still existed.

Working with the Cardinal may be an option to hasten their downfall with the Protos Empire.

"..."

The poet of great love began to sip his wine.

He felt that Pranay's judgments were reasonable. Even in prison, he could still analyze the situation of the Protos Empire on the ground for hundreds of years. This was why the Protos Empire would imprison Pranai underground. Deep down, the reason for the strictest restrictions.

"What about Rocky McCarthy?"

When both Wang and Pranay were silent, Antanas suddenly interrupted.

She wasn't sure if Pranay had heard the name, or seen anything about Rocky McCarthy on the ground in Helrom through his eyes.

Although she didn't know who Rocky McCarthy was.

But earlier on the fifth floor, when she passed the prison corridor office area, the name she heard the prison guards talking about the most on the way was this name. It seemed that he should be a figure who was highly anticipated by the Protos Empire, and was even related to Helrom Prison. There are many connections and business cooperation.

The black-haired, green-eyed poet looked back at Antanas with a complicated expression, and Antanas shrank his neck and covered his mouth.

"..."

But this time, Pranay was silent for a rare moment.

"The mortal body is powerless to recover."

Pranay finally replied.

"?"

This surprised Antanas and Sinola. They did not expect that Pranai of Truth was the most optimistic about the human named Rocky McCarthy compared to the previous imperial figures.

The implication is that if Rocky McCarthy is as powerful as the previous ones, maybe the empire still has a slim chance of survival.

It's a pity that this character lacked too much time and it was too late to save the empire.

I didn’t finish coding Chapter 3 today because my body couldn’t bear it. I will continue to add more chapters tomorrow.