Don't confiscate my citizenship

Protos Empire, early morning on the day of the bishop's election.

The sky in Helrom is still a deep grey-blue, the tops of the buildings are shrouded in mist, and the ground is covered in dusk.

The Parliament Building stands on the south side of Herrom, looking more mysterious and solemn in the hazy morning light.

The base floor is the reception and security inspection area, which is the main entrance for the public and staff to enter the building.

The central hall on the second floor serves as the main visitor area and is open to the public most of the time, allowing visitors to visit and learn about the legislative process and history of the Protos Empire.

The upper floors include offices and conference rooms, as well as work areas for councilors and staff.

Starting on the fourth floor, there are more offices and committees, where smaller-scale discussions and talks are held, often to support parliamentarians in their legislative and research work.

However, today, the Capitol building is not open to the public, and only a small number of reporters from the Herrom Broadcasting Company can enter a restricted area.

Downstairs in the Capitol, the crowd had already gathered into a sea.

Media reporters crowded the surrounding streets, holding equipment and microphones, anxiously awaiting the arrival of the historic moment.

There was an atmosphere of tension and expectation in the air, and curiosity and uncertainty about the future were written on the faces of the people being interviewed, trying to get a glimpse of the upcoming events from every angle.

Officers Herrom set up security barriers around the building, but that did not dampen the enthusiasm of the crowd that gathered.

Under the giant screens in the commercial districts of Helrom, citizens of the Imperial City were also gathered.

Today's events in the Capitol will be broadcast live by Herrom Broadcasting Company.

Inside the Protos Capitol Building, in the dedicated magic energy elevator.

Today, Hyperion was wearing a black suit and a smart high ponytail, following the Catholic Church like a butler and a deacon.

The magic energy helicopter rose slowly, and in the silence, only the slight sound of mechanical operation and the breathing of the two people could be heard.

Originally, the bishop should have brought the Holy Son or the Holy Lady, but the Holy Son of Tyrant cannot accompany the Catholic Church today.

Hyperion's mood was complicated.

For some reason, Lan Qi's request to her was to serve as a temporary direct soldier of the Ba Tian branch to escort the Ba Catholic Church into the scene to prevent the Ba Catholic Church from taking action unnecessarily.

She has many life-saving means, and she also got a new life-saving spell from the Ice Witch, which can be said to be an excellent protector.

"Girl, why are you so wary of me?"

While Hyperion was thinking, the Catholic Overlord turned his head slightly, got closer to her, and whispered in her ear.

Hyperion was frightened and quickly moved away.

"..."

She stared at the overlord Catholic Church and didn't want to talk nonsense.

Hyperion was actually very scared. She didn't expect that she would meet the Catholic Church at such a close distance.

And the Catholic Church was completely different from what she had imagined.

She was such a terrifying and cold woman, but she would whisper to her when she was alone when she was defenseless.

"Do you want to be my saint?"

Ba Catholic looked at Hyperion up and down and asked with interest.

"impossible."

Hyperion firmly objected.

It was obvious that in the Church of the Goddess of Destiny, it would be difficult for her to achieve a status comparable to that of the Holy Son and Holy Lady of the Resurrection Church, but now the Hegemonic Catholic Church had actually extended an olive branch to her.

Of course, it is more likely that the other party is just testing her.

Although she was frightened in her heart and couldn't figure out what the Overlord Catholic Church admired about her, and unexpectedly asked her to become the Overlord Saint in one step, she was clearly separate from the Resurrection Church and would never continue to sink into this abyss!

"I can give you the same care as my mother, and protect you so that no one dares to bully you."

The Catholic Overlord stared at Hyperion, slightly opened his hands, and said with a smile.

"……unnecessary."

Hyperion felt that being a Catholic was really not a joke...

She originally thought Ba Catholic was an extremely scary person, but she found that when she was alone, Ba Catholic's contrasting appearance made people think she was very gentle.

"You hesitated?"

Sigrid observed the tangled look on Hyperion's frown and asked again.

"No, I just ask the bishop to keep his promise, treat me as if he has never seen me after my work is over today, and don't embarrass me."

Hyperion stared at the Catholic Church and answered without wavering.

She believed that there must be something wrong with the "saint's" invitation.

Although Ba Catholic obviously had no ill intentions toward her, she always felt that he wanted to tease her.

"That's a pity. In fact, I quite like you. After all, you are the boldest girl I have ever seen. It will definitely be nice to put you at the children's table at my future weddings."

The Catholic Church shook his head regretfully.

"...Can you judge based on our relationship with me?"

Hyperion didn't understand why the Catholic Church thought she was brave.

Is it because she has a very cold attitude towards the Catholic Church?

The door of the magic energy elevator opened, and light came in.

The floor was carved with intricate patterns that gave off a dull echo when you walked on it.

The lights above the corridor were dim, providing only the most basic illumination, making the shadows on both sides of the corridor even deeper.

"You'll find out one day."

The overbearing Catholic just pursed the corners of his mouth and walked out, gesturing for Hyperion to follow.

"..."

Hyperion gathered her thoughts and walked outside to the Franklin Central Hall.

But she became confused again.

Generally speaking, a bishop can only accept one Holy Son and one Saint at most. Lan Qi is now the Holy Son of Tyrant, and the Catholic Church of Tyrant now invites himself to be the Holy Virgin of Tyrant. Could it be that the one who seduced Lan Qi in that mansion that day? Woman, her position is not lower than that of the Tyrant Saint?

Soon he walked out of the corridor and his vision became brighter.

In the Franklin Hall on the 33rd floor of the Capitol, the fan-shaped seats spread out in circles and arranged from low to high. Imperial nobles and ministers shuttled among them, and their conversations, laughter and debates were intertwined. Together, most of the senators had taken their seats and were exchanging opinions in a low voice in the corner.

In the spacious hall, the morning light from Herrom's room pours down from the high transparent dome, softly illuminating the ancient stone floor built hundreds of years ago, and history and reality are subtly intertwined.

Hyperion looked up and saw Earl Milford, who was on the left side of the fan-shaped seats in the hall, and was now her uncle as Miriam Milford. On the other side, not far away, was sitting leisurely. Lan Qi, he seems to be a person from another world.

Nowadays, Lan Qi wears a suit and leather tie, is admired by the stars, and chats and laughs with many big figures in the imperial political circles.

"..."

Hyperion felt like a lump in her throat.

At the beginning, she also watched Lan Qi inexplicably become the principal in the movie world, sitting in a conference room and arranging work for a group of school leaders.

Now that he has reached a bigger stage, his abstraction is indeed limitless.