Don't confiscate my citizenship

Ranchi walked on the fourth floor of the inner corridor of Eliot House, the central building complex of the monastery.

This corridor is surrounded on all sides, forming a majestic arched loop.

He memorized the map as he walked.

I found that whenever the intersection is about to reach a dead end, a sign will appear on the wall: "Turn Ahead."

And after turning every corner, the front is as usual full of darkness and bright light.

The words "Turn Ahead" hit his eyeballs again and again, and gradually opened his heart.

It turns out that there are no road fools in this world, but there are people who don’t know how to turn.

"you……"

Talia listened to Lan Qi's inner voice and hesitated to ask.

She always felt that Lan Qi was doing a task, but it was not her task.

The more familiar I become with Lan Qi, the more I feel that this man has traces left by others.

"When you went to the Northern Continent, besides doing research, what else did you do?"

Thalia, who originally didn't care much about Lan Qi's story, finally started to care a little.

"I've just been concentrating on the subject."

Lan Qi was confused, wondering why Thalia suddenly asked him like this.

"..."

Thalia found out that it was indeed true.

But she just vaguely felt that Lan Qi was too experienced in living in a foreign country.

"How do you usually concentrate on your projects?"

Thalia asked tentatively.

"Improve business capabilities, practice your practical skills, and pursue satisfying your boss."

Lan Qi thought for a while and replied.

"..."

"Then you improve and practice your skills, and try to satisfy me and enjoy it more."

Thalia conveyed her thoughts calmly.

No matter how Lan Qi struggled in the Northern Continent, she would ultimately be the beneficiary. Thinking about it, she felt that the trip to the Creation Empire was full of comfort.

Every day is no different from staying in Icerita.

"certainly."

While chatting with Thalia in his mind, Lan Qi walked through the circular corridor and arrived at the fourth-floor suspended atrium of the Elliot Building.

The top of the stone pillars are inlaid with mosaic domes, and the inner walls are painted with murals of the creation of the gods. Although the colors have faded with the passage of time, the majestic and majestic composition still makes people believe that it is a building left close to the age of the gods.

The arched windows on both sides are several feet high, and the flower bowl sculpture on the top stretches and twists along the window edge. Occasionally, a gentle breeze blows by, the window lattice rustles gently, and a few birds fly across the sky, casting a clear silhouette.

The inner corridor extends in all directions, from which you can reach the library, restaurant, chapel, etc. attached to the Eliot Building.

Early this morning, Ranchi saw the email sent by the principal's secretary, Miss Naila, through the school staff system. Yesterday's classroom 4-21 will no longer be used for teaching, and Professor Landry's lectures will be moved to classroom 4-43.

So he had to come earlier again, taking into account the time it would take to find a new classroom.

Although it is common for teachers to be late at the free Icerite Academy, and there is even a small chance that teachers will skip classes, Lanqi's professional spirit and norms do not allow him to do such irresponsible things. Every time he would arrive near the classroom at least fifteen minutes early and enter the classroom five minutes early.

As he was walking, the light gradually dimmed and he entered the corridor area again.

Teachers and students passed by from time to time, and the sound of footsteps echoed in the empty atrium corridor.

At the arch corner of the corridor eaves, there is also a statue of the Moon God from St. Creation's Monastery engraved on it.

"..."

Lan Qi's pace gradually slowed down and he looked ahead.

At the end of this familiar corridor stood a man wearing a special military uniform.

The other party is standing under the door number of classroom 4-21.

It seemed that he had been waiting for a long time.

"Long time no see, although technically we only met last week, Professor Landry."

Nicholas the Kestrel, the brim of the officer's hat he was holding on to was so deep that it almost blocked his forehead.

Despite this, the eyes under the brim of his hat were also looking at Lan Qi.

"For people like us who are busy working for the empire, every day seems like a month. It's normal for us to feel like we haven't seen each other for a long time."

Lan Qi was slightly surprised but nodded, expressing his deep sympathy.

"Chief Nicholas, why do you come here in such a grand way?"

He continued to walk forward.

According to the map, the fastest path leading to Classroom 4-43 is through the original Classroom 4-21. Nicholas the Kestrel obviously took this into consideration before waiting here.

Of course, after Ranchi arrived at the Eliot Building, he felt a line of sight, which must have been Nicholas the Kestrel.

The last time I was at Brilda Station No. 1, I just arrived in this city on the magic rail train and was attacked by the Allied female killer Unity. After the accident, I was killed by this Imperial Operations Officer codenamed Kestrel. Nikolai investigates.

This officer has a handsome face with sharp edges and neatly trimmed dark auburn hair, showing the neatness and ability that a soldier should have.

The Imperial Special Operations Office, also known as the Imperial Magical Agent Force, is directly under the responsibility of the Emperor and can directly mobilize resources from all parties without going through the military system.

Any inconspicuous civilian who passes by on the streets of the Empire, a seemingly ordinary shop owner, may be someone from the Empire's Special Operations Division.

Among the departments under the Empire's Special Operations Division, the Domestic Secret Service is more focused on the internal affairs of Creation. It is responsible for monitoring domestic dissidents, uncovering anti-war elements and spies, and maintaining the stability of the regime. Nicholas the Kestrel is He is the section chief of the Domestic Secret Service Section 1.

"I think if you came early, you would probably go here. You happen to have something to talk to the professor about. It shouldn't delay the professor's class."

Nicholas the Kestrel asked as he waited for Ranchi to reach the door of the classroom where he was standing.

"This time it won't take up much professor's time, it will only take about five minutes."

he added.

"Of course that's no problem."

Lanci readily agreed.

He has set aside enough time so that it does not interfere with his ability to teach.

Nicholas the Kestrel grasped the door handle and turned it open, then stretched out his hand to signal Lan Qi to enter the classroom.

Lan Qi nodded and followed Nicholas the Kestrel into the 4-21 classroom that was just used yesterday.

From the Cregon-style arched floor-to-ceiling windows on one side of the classroom, the golden setting sun outlines grating marks on the ancient oak floor.

They walked slowly past the long tables and desks that had withstood centuries of wind and rain. Nicholas the Kestrel's eyes had been placed on the densely packed paint pen writings covering the glass windows, and he seemed to be deep in thought for a moment.

The flowing handwritten demonic magic incantations and spells seemed to flow directly from the mind of a master.

It was a rigorous derivation of magic engineering, woven from a string of demonic letters and human language. The few words contained the vastness of the material world, and there were also some vague draft-like traces of erasure, which seemed to verify that what was happening was The birth of a new theory of fermentation…

"I have to admit that when I first saw this glass window, I felt as if I was in the mind of a genius. Through those shining symbols and formulas, I seemed to be able to glimpse fire and seals. The origin and laws of operation.”

Kestrel Nicholas said to himself in a deep voice.

Those twists and turns of formula symbols exude an almost religious holiness and piety.

It was like a theoretical bombshell exploded inside the classroom in a microscopic world that was beyond the reach of the naked eye.

From now on, this century-old classroom will stand quietly and become a fertile ground for nurturing wisdom. It will hide countless precious ideological heritages, waiting for the prying and understanding of those who are destined to do so.

"I still underestimate you, Professor Landry."

In other words, he feels that there are more and more things worthy of attention in Landry.

"Are you also majoring in magic engineering? Chief Nicholas."

Lan Qi asked with interest.

Principal Violet's secretary Naila obviously disliked meeting people from the Imperial Special Operations Division, so she did not help Nicholas Kestrel arrange it or inform Lan Qi that Nicholas Kestrel wanted to see Professor Landry. .

So it became Nicholas the Kestrel who needed to find Landry at the school himself.

But Nicholas the Kestrel's authority destined him to have a way to meet anyone in the Crean Empire if he wanted to.

Except for professors from the School of Magical Engineering and personnel related to the Imperial Military, ordinary students and school staff are no longer allowed to enter this classroom at will. It is only open at fixed times, and registration is required, and the writing on the glass window and blackboard has been left. Barrier protection cannot be easily tampered with, erased or destroyed.

Nicholas the Kestrel is the one who has the authority to enter the classroom to investigate at any time.

If these magical engineering principles, which are of immeasurable value to the Crean Empire, are quickly leaked to the Silver Moon Reformation Society or Allied spies, Nicholas the Kestrel will also have to use clues to guess who is suspected of passing on the original content and when. Got out.

Even if that kind of thing really happened, there might not necessarily be evidence, but as the empire's spy chief for internal medicine, any information could be a clue to find those who harm the empire.

"I am not a magic engineering major. I started from scratch. Of course, this does not affect my understanding of magic engineering knowledge. My responsibilities require me to know a little bit about everything."

Nicholas the Kestrel returned his gaze from the glass window to Lan Qi and replied.

"Are you interested in magic engineering? For example, if you have any doubts, I will be happy to discuss it with you."

Lanci said frankly to Nicholas.

"Now is not the time to talk about this. After all, I am wasting Professor Landry's time and need to talk about something more important."

Nicholas the Kestrel looked at Lan Qi's frank look and smiled without much emotion.

"Regarding the clues you provided on the Blilda Magic Rail Train last time, the sixty-two-year-old publisher, Lovia from Glenwaverley on the northern border of the Creja Empire, is currently passing by us. "Unfortunately, there is no obvious suspect."

He stated.

"Unlikely."

Lan Qi held her chin in confusion,

"If I heard correctly at that time, I can guarantee that there is definitely something wrong with that old gentleman."

He turned to say firmly, his eyes still as firm as ever.

"..."

Nicholas the Kestrel observed Professor Landry's expression.

There was no trace of panic on the face of the black-haired, blue-eyed professor, only deep doubt.

He seemed to be arrogant, and he seemed to be more sure that there was something wrong with Lovia, who was riding with him at the time.

"Okay, don't worry, I will further investigate this person. Before everything is finalized, Professor Landry, please rest assured that we will not arrest any loyal ministers by mistake, nor let any rebels go."

Nicholas the Kestrel nodded and promised the professor.

He thinks Landry is very smart.

Now that part of his academic results have been made public in the Empire, and these contents have now begun to ferment rapidly in the Imperial academic circles, perhaps everything is in Landry's plan.

By then, even if Lovia's information is really fabricated by Landry, someone from the Empire will come to protect Landry so that the Special Operations Department will not be able to easily touch such a magical engineer.

But Nicholas wants to arrest people, and he has many ways, but now the time has not come.

"So is there anything else?"

Lan Qi looked at the clock in the classroom and asked Nicholas the Kestrel nonchalantly.

Not only was Lan Qi very calm, Talia was not as nervous this time as she was last time.

Nicholas the Kestrel did not find out the identity of Lovia, a 62-year-old man, as an Allied spy. It was just that Lan Qi had not secretly leaked the information yet.

This kid seems to be deliberately trying to make Nicholas doubt him first, and then start to dispel Nicholas's suspicion when the suspicion reaches its peak, until it is completely reversed.

He left it here to play on purpose.

Talia even felt that even if Lan Qi had several girlfriends at the same time, he could coax each of them to good things, and even make them feel guilty and unwilling to doubt him.

As long as nothing unexpected happens, he can play with people's psychology.

What a born scumbag saint.

Playing with boys and girls.

"I would like to invite Professor Landry to serve as Honorary Advisor to our Imperial Special Operations Institute."

Nikolay the Kestrel bowed slightly to Lan Qi and handed over a gold-plated card with the emblem of the Creation Army and the unique logo of the Special Operations Division engraved on it.

The most corner of the card is also printed with the certification coating of the institute.

Lan Qi stared at the card, then raised his eyes again to look at Nicholas the Kestrel.

Even among the people, there have been rumors that the Imperial Special Operations Department also has a secret laboratory that develops various silent special weapons, such as poisons, alchemical organisms, high-performance explosive devices, etc. The research institute is also located in the capital Brill Da.

The honorary advisor is not a formal position, but he is nominally a member of their Empire's Special Operations Division. From now on, Nicholas will not need to go to great lengths to see Landry.

"Is Chief Nikolai inviting me to join the Imperial Special Operations Division?"

Lan Qi asked Nicholas with surprise and interest.

"certainly."

Nicholas answered decisively.

"This job is completely free of charge. You would be crazy to agree to it."

Thalia said in Lanci's mind.

There is neither a formal establishment nor actual power, just a title. At the same time, they may be summoned by the Imperial Special Operations Office to help them with their affairs.

If anything happens, Nicholas the Kestrel will immediately suspect Lan Qi. At the same time, everything Lan Qi does in the Imperial Operations Department will be monitored to a high degree.

And as long as Lan Qi agrees to him, Kestrel Nicholas can arrest Lan Qi at the Imperial Special Operations Office at any time, even if there is no conclusive evidence.

This is asking you to enter the urn.

It can be said to be a hundred harms without any benefit.

"But Tata, think about it, if you were a magic engineer who was truly loyal to the empire and wanted to make an irreplaceable contribution to the empire at this point in time, what would you choose?"

Lan Qi responded to the thought.

"...Then I might actually agree."

Thalia stepped into the role described by Lanci and came up with this answer.

"Then there's only one answer."

Lanci said to Talia in his heart, while smiling and holding out his hand to Nicholas in the classroom.

This is unquestionable loyalty, a stance that will not waver, and a determination that will not hesitate.

"Of course it would be my pleasure, Mr. Nicholas."

Ranchi said to Nicholas the Kestrel,

"Let us serve the Empire together."