Don't confiscate my citizenship

Between the Southern Wantina Territory and the Creja Empire to the south, deep in the Knox Mountains known as the Spine of the Guards.

In the darkness, the ancient palace stood silently.

This is a hidden mountainside, surrounded by steep stone walls, like a masterpiece sculpted by nature and human wisdom. Even if you explore carefully, it is difficult to find a dilapidated temple hidden under a dark and airtight barrier.

Several clusters of lights in the temple flickered continuously, and the light and shadow were looming, projecting several dark figures.

In the center of the main hall, beside a stone conference table carved with ancient craftsmanship, several people sat or stood, as if they were the protagonists of a silent drama.

Their clothes are nothing special. Even if they walk out of the temple, people will only think that they are hunters, geologists or explorers in the Knox Mountains. Some are even as simple as civilians, but they all show off at this moment. There was an unusual aura, like a well-trained drama troupe taking off their acting skills and returning to standby mode.

Until I don’t know how much time passed.

"Princess Hyperion is back."

The voice sounded.

Different from the people at the conference table, he stood on the pulpit. He quietly looked at the dim rose window and said to them.

In an instant, the figures around the conference table all looked at the pulpit, where the priest in black had appeared here at some unknown time.

"And we went to Nanwantina to lead a wealthy businessman's home. It just so happens that the plan can be advanced now, and you don't have to spend time sneaking into the royal capital of Icerita."

"Lord Salomon."

All the high priests present saluted him.

This is undoubtedly excellent news for them.

Princess Hyperion, who has been waiting for a long time, finally appears. Their mission is to assist the vampires in killing Princess Hyperion.

The most difficult step is undoubtedly to sneak into the royal capital of Icerita under the eyes of the great priest Loren, and then arrange a killing situation with no chance of death.

Now that Princess Hyperion has left the Royal Capital on her own initiative, everything is much simpler.

"Don't take it lightly, otherwise Phoenix's failure will be your fate."

The dark eyes of Salomon, the Holy Son of Destruction, seemed to be able to penetrate everything. Even his blurry outline exuded suffocating pressure. When his eyes slowly turned to the high priests, his face showed a slight expression just now. Those who felt joy shuddered involuntarily.

Unlike Saint of Destruction Adeles, who is a few years younger than Saint Son of Destruction Salomon, Salomon has already reached the seventh level and has entered the realm of true transcendence and sainthood. Even if he faces an ordinary eighth level, it is not without a fight. Power.

The gap between the sixth and seventh levels is like the dividing line between mortals and gods, and the difference between ants and humans. For most races, once they cross it, they will truly have incredible vitality and combat effectiveness.

"Yes, sir."

All the great priests nodded.

They naturally understood that the warning to destroy the Holy Son was not a simple warning, but a practical and important reminder.

Fenix, the direct soldier who previously sneaked into the Aloran Royal Academy to visit the Icerite Academy team, obviously brought the [Destruction Spark] and the [Grand Puppet Theater] to assassinate Princess Hyperion, but failed to escape the Icerite Pantheon. He even turned to the great priest Loren, making it difficult to guess what happened.

Maybe Loren is more mysterious than expected and is not such a simple and open-minded priest, or it may be that Hyperion has a mysterious strong man around her to protect her and can control Phoenix quietly.

In order to resolve that murderous intention without any precautions or predictions, according to the vampire's predictions, there was a high probability that there would be an unknown eighth-level person next to Hyperion.

But this time, they were ready to deal with it.

"In addition, it seems that a cardinal from the northern continent has been heading south recently. Although we don't know his specific location and the purpose of going south, judging from the direction, he may encounter us. In any case, don't provoke unknown people easily. A branch of the clergy."

Salomon, the Son of Destruction, seemed to have no mood swings, and his calm voice was an invisible command, making every high priest present feel an irresistible force.

"If there is a chance to find his true identity, please contact me as soon as possible."

"Yes, Lord Salomon."

The priests responded piously.

The movements of the cardinal who arrived suddenly are now the focus of several bishops in the southern continent.

He seemed to be looking for something, and his goal was very clear. He headed south like a comet and never stopped.

Although the bishop of the Northern Continent is unlikely to be related to the grudges between the vampires and Princess Hyperion.

But the existence of the Cardinal is unknown. It is best not to provoke him for no reason and trigger unnecessary chain reactions.

In the dark space, the hearts of several high priests accelerated. They also felt the weight of the plan. If there were any mistakes, this terrifying Son of Destruction might do anything.

During this time, they will gather near the Wilfort's house, and at the same time, they will also find a way to sneak into the Wilfort's house and keep control of the information about Princess Hyperion.

"Don't care about sacrifice. Get any beneficial information at all costs, even if it means living in the yard of Wilford's house."

In the Destruction Branch, failure is always more terrifying than death.

However, the new cardinal who has a very small chance of breaking in is not necessarily a bad thing for him.

For example, in the Kingdom of Hutton, as long as the cardinal information is given to the high priest Loren, the high priest Loren will naturally come to deal with the new cardinal.

Compared with strength, wisdom is also a part of strength. If you make good use of the special environment and all the possibilities to drive away tigers and swallow wolves, it is not impossible to find a cardinal's once-in-a-lifetime flaw.

Salomon's eyes were fixed on every high priest present, as if he could see through their thoughts, and it was as if no one had entered his eyes. He was just announcing that everything was ready and the killing spree was about to begin.

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Kingdom of Hutton, capital of Icerita.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the summer heat has replaced the freshness of spring, but the sunshine still has a touch of softness that has never faded. Under this radiance, the ancient buildings of the Sage's Court seem to have been given a new life, and the outline of the building has become more beautiful. It shows clearly, and the plants on the windowsill become more and more vivid under the sunlight.

On the fifth floor of the main building of the Sage Academy, Loren sat at his desk and stared at the secret letter in his hand, deep in thought.

The floor-to-ceiling windows on one side of his office almost occupied the entire wall, and natural light came in, making his right half bathed in this golden light particularly dazzling, while his left hand holding the secret letter was clinging to the shadow.

Loren tapped the table. Various documents and books were placed on the smooth and shiny brown solid wood, as well as an elf-shaped magic desk lamp.

Loren looked at the secret message report with no expression on his face.

More than a month ago, the changes in the situation in the northern continent had a series of impacts. It seemed that the peace talks between the Kingdom of Estherland and the Protos Empire in the northern continent were successful. For some reason, the Ice Witch had the intention to come to the southern continent to visit the church. .

Ridiculously so.

There were actually rumors that Loren himself went to the Northern Continent in person!

What is this all about?

But then again.

He had endured too much gossip recently and had already adapted in advance.

No matter what others talk about for no reason or what happens in the next few days, he believes that he can accept it calmly.