Don't confiscate my citizenship

The ticking sound of the pendulum is particularly clear in this quiet space, and every bite of the mechanical gears matches the pace of time.

The candlelight on the long table swayed gently, the flame flickering on and off, casting ever-changing light and shadow on the silver-white stone carvings on the wall.

The conversations between Ifatia, Thalia, and Lanci were sometimes relaxed and sometimes serious.

"How strong are you now?"

Lan Qi asked Yifatiya.

Before leaving this underground palace, he wanted to figure out such a problem.

Most of the time, it is impolite to inquire about the true strength of some top experts, just like asking an unmarried woman her age rashly, which involves the privacy of the other party, but now they and Ifatiya are going to... Teammates who trust each other with their lives must understand each other clearly.

Thalia only glanced at Lanqi and did not comment on the quality of his metaphor.

In the past, she thought it was somewhat abnormal for Lan Qi to miss her a hundred times a day, but now she was relieved.

"I don't know how to describe it. I only started practicing seriously in the past year or so. There should be several gaps in the eighth level. A hundred years have passed, and I'm not sure whether I have the strength to fight against the demon generals back then. But If I want to find a modern reference for real comparison, the first time I faced the Vampire Marquis, I almost couldn't escape. The second time I faced him, I could barely touch it, but I still couldn't win..."

Ifatiya lowered her eyelashes and her voice became lower and lower, as if she was a little frustrated at the thought of the formidable enemy that was difficult to defeat.

If she were as strong as the ninth-level generals of the demon world back then, she could beat two of them, let alone a vampire marquis.

She hated herself for being idle for too long, feeling like there was not enough time when she really needed strength.

Lanci looked into Thalia's eyes, shared their spirit efficiently, and roughly analyzed Ifatiya's strength.

It seems to be a quasi-bishop level. According to the level conversion method, it may be around level 85 to 86. It is better than Perlman, but not as good as the ten standard most powerful cardinals of the Church of Resurrection.

"That's not right, sister."

Thalia suddenly realized that she missed Lan Qi's gaze and looked at Epatia in astonishment.

She was thinking about Yilanqi's theory of levels. It took her a hundred years to advance from level 81 to level 82. With the help of the specialized equipment Lanqi, she could barely reach level 84 in three minutes.

My sister has been working hard for more than a year, and she has gone from level 80 to level 85 or 86? !

"Ah, after all these years of hard work, I have found the formula for the secret potion of divine curse potential. I have successfully prepared it and taken it. My lifespan now is about the same as that of a human being, but my cultivation speed has obviously become much faster."

Ifatiya counted on her fingers.

But if she didn't mess up and worked hard over the past hundred years, she would be able to reach the limit of the eighth level even without this potential secret medicine.

If the demon kingdom is still there, she can get the power of faith and reach the ninth level easily.

In fact, in her opinion, the ninth level is not that difficult, she just had no interest in it before.

I don’t quite understand why everyone thinks that the eighth and ninth levels are as difficult as climbing to the sky.

"..."

Thalia witnessed Ifatia's disapproving expression and was surprised to be able to read her sister's thoughts.

For the first time, she felt the cruel talent gap.

She was once regarded as the perfect princess by the demons and praised her talent, but in reality she was like a joke compared to her younger sister.

It was all because of her younger sister's bad behavior during those years that she saved her life.

Lan Qi tried his best to control his face, but he still couldn't help but admire Talia's expression at this moment.

In the Posen Kingdom, Thalia proudly boasted to Lanqi that she was definitely not the weakest among the great demons of the old era. Now it seems that she is really at the bottom.

"You can laugh if you want..."

Thalia felt Lan Qi's gaze, her eyes turned red, and her tears fell down unsatisfactorily.

"Wait, are you really crying?"

Seeing that Talia was really crying, Lan Qi became confused and hurriedly came closer to observe her tear-stained cheeks.

He never thought that the cold and cold master would become particularly fragile after coming to this underground palace, and he would have human emotions ups and downs at every turn.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, Tata, please stop crying."

Lan Qi took out a handkerchief, carefully touched the fair skin around Talia's eyes, and apologized to her.

He thought for a while, although Thalia had a strong self-esteem, she was also very strong inside.

She has experienced all kinds of dilemmas, and her mentality is better than anyone else. This setback cannot defeat her.

I'm afraid what she is really sad about is that her sister drank the secret medicine that shortened her life.

This secret medicine is undoubtedly poison to the immortal species of the demon race. From a human perspective, it probably shortens the life span to only one or two years, and will soon die naturally. That is sacrificing one's own life course. The strength that can be gained in exchange for talent.

Thalia didn't want her sister to die in a few decades.

"Tata, are you thinking that Ifatiya will soon be separated from you again?"

Lan Qi's voice became much gentler and he asked next to Thalia.

"Woooo..."

Thalia cried even more sadly when she heard Lanqi's words.

"Look at the best, Tata, I won't live for more than a hundred years, and I will be gone in a few decades. By then, no one will make you angry."

Lan Qi was as patient as coaxing a child, trying to make her happy.

"..."

Thalia's crying stopped, she put down her hand wiping tears and looked at Lanqi blankly.

Lan Qi could only live for a few decades.

Why had she never thought about this problem?

However, now that she heard Lan Qi's comfort, she was not happy at all.

I just feel lost in my heart.

"It's okay, sister, it's good to be like a human being. I was originally looking for this secret medicine because of its side effects."

Ifatiya seemed to have discovered why her sister was sad, and said with a natural smile.

"..."

"Ifatiya...you stupid sister..."

Thalia pursed her lips and shook her head.

If it were her, she would definitely choose to transform Lanqi into a familiar creature, which she would always carry with her, and enjoy an almost eternal life with her.

"..."

Lan Qi heard Talia's thoughts and smiled helplessly.

Thalia might understand some humans now, but not entirely.

"Thalia, everything has a natural law. Changing it at will may not be a blessing, but a punishment."

He told Thalia.

"I don't understand, I don't understand."

Talia shook her head, resisting Lan Qi's unreasonable words.

She is Lan Qi's teacher, she should teach Lan Qi, not the other way around.

"Well, my sister is still a relatively traditional demon."

When Epatia saw that Thalia had stopped crying and that Lanchi was still comforting Thalia, she gave up and got up to comfort her sister.

With a good man by her sister's side, she feels at ease.

She quietly held up her cheeks and waited with the little black cat for Lanci to help Thalia wipe away her tears until Thalia's former excellent appearance was restored.

"Okay, Ifatiya, we almost have to leave."

Lan Qi looked at the grandfather clock in the Silver Palace and said to Ifatiya across the table.

He originally went to the lakeside to rest in the afternoon, so he postponed the work he had planned until the evening. Because of Elsa's affairs, he suddenly ran away from St. Creation's Monastery. He had to catch up on the work when he returned home. Otherwise, we can only push it to tomorrow.

The injured Ifatiya also needs a long period of rest every day.

Although it is very pleasant to chat here, the main business is almost finished, and we cannot stay stagnant forever.

"Well--"

Ifatiya looked at them reluctantly, lying on the table and pouting.

Lan Qi and Talia looked at her and chuckled helplessly.

They believed that if Ifatiya could leave this hidden underground space, she would definitely follow them.

"Ifatiya, let's come see you next time."

Lan Qi persuaded.

"when?"

Epatia asked immediately.

"I'll come see you at least once in about a week?"

Lan Qi said uncertainly.

In the empire, Professor Landry is currently receiving more attention from all parties. If he has too much contact with the Brilliant Mafia, it may be unreasonable and cause unnecessary suspicion.

"Then I'll wait for you!"

Ifatiya suddenly became energetic and raised her hands happily.

She stood up and handed the little black cat back to the two of them, and then she led them out the door.

"Who built this place?"

Thalia turned back and looked around the space barrier. From the beginning, she wanted to admire its amazing skills. She did not expect that in today's era, there are still magic craftsmen who can create such an independent space.

The brilliance of the dome gradually changes over time, and the golden-blue light and shadow flow back and forth on the crystal hangings, just like the stars in the universe.

Lan Qi also slowed down and looked at Ifatiya.

In fact, he is very concerned about this issue.

He originally planned to go out and ask Barton, the hard-working leader of the mafia, because this project was obviously not something that a worry-free person like Ifatia could lead.

"That was built by an acquaintance of Barton. Have you heard of Abigail, the imperial craftsman of the empire?"

Epatia replied.

She was keen to answer the pair's questions.

"I heard something."

Lan Qi thought for a moment and told her.

Abigail is said to be one of the most high-profile magic craftsmen in the empire today. She is known as a talented magic craftsman in the empire. However, because her mind is not on magic engineering and she hates military industry, she refuses to be recruited by any imperial military.

"She is a magic craftsman with space attribute adaptability?"

Thalia was surprised.

She remembered that in the course Lan Qi was currently taking, there was an extremely outstanding student named Nathaniel. As the most favored student of St. Creation's Monastery by the professors, he was also considered to be very likely to succeed in the next ten years. The genius alchemist who has won the Grant Award, the Creation Empire's highest honor for magic engineering, in recent years is exactly the person who holds the title of Royal Magic Craftsman.

For Lanci, Nathaniel is not like a student, but more like a partner. As long as Nathaniel is willing, he can graduate from St. Creation's Monastery at any time, and most of the imperial universities will be willing to hire him as a teacher. As a professor in the field of alchemy, Lan Qi very much hoped that outstanding imperial youths like Nathaniel would directly help him complete this cross-century project and leave an indelible and glorious name in the academic field of the empire.

From Thalia's point of view, magic craftsmen who can obtain the title of royal craftsman of Creain are at least comparable to platinum-level magic craftsmen on the Allied side, but the Creain Empire will not subdivide magic craftsmen. into various categories.

"Yes, so no matter how unruly she is, the empire will treat her as a unique treasure and will not force her."

Ifatia also understands the hierarchy of the Kingdom United Council Alliance.

Platinum level is already a very top-level certification in the field of magic craftsmanship, but if you add space attributes, the nature changes completely.

It is in the fourth row of the periodic table of attributes and is close to the authority of the gods. As an attribute that is second only to divination in rarity, there is only one creature among tens of millions that can possess its suitability.

"It is said that the new professor at St. Clare's Abbey that Principal Violet initially liked was Miss Abigail, but because she refused, Landry was chosen in the end."

Lan Qi added.

Unlike Thalia, who was deaf to what was happening outside the window, he was always trying to learn as much information as possible in the Creja Empire.

"After all, Abigail has no interest in magical engineering. She only wants to choreograph masterpieces. It seems that there is an opera directed by her that is sold out at the Imperial Opera House. It's a pity that I can't go out. I can't Let’s see what’s going on.”

Ifatiya understands the feeling of not matching her interests and talents.

Thalia: "..."

It was hard for her to be caught between two geniuses and listen to them talk.

Forget it, as long as she accepts her real life, she will be a sunny and cheerful princess.

"Then where can we find her?"

Lan Qi felt that it was necessary to meet the magic craftsman of the empire, and if possible, the sooner the better.

Since she is willing to support Barton's project, it means that she can also become a powerful and capable person for the friendly forces.

The ability of this space magic craftsman alone is enough for the vampires to drink a pot.

It would be best to convince her to join his magic engineering research project.

In this way, with the support of Abigail, a heavyweight magic engineer, the empire is more likely to confirm that Landry will become the project leader.

"I'm going to find Barton. Barton and Abigail are old acquaintances."

Ifatiya said, and opened the door of the silver-white palace covered with space enchantment spells.

Patton's connections in the empire were quite strong.

Although Ifatiya would not ask too much about how Barton obtained information and resources every time, she believed in Barton's strength and character, and he would do his best to complete any request. Both of them had different ties with the vampires. Resistance to resolve hatred.

When Lanci and Thalia heard Yifatiya's words, they thought it was reasonable.

The leader of the mafia and the talented magician of the empire are partners. The talented magician can provide technical support to the mafia, and the mafia can provide gray channels for the talented magician. It is indeed a win-win situation.

The mechanical transmission roared low, the thick forbidden magic steel slowly opened, and gradually, all the noise underground poured in.

Outside the door, Barton's figure in a dark windbreaker came into view again, and half of his body seemed to be integrated with the shadow.

Barton Hall's eyes were obviously surprised.

He was waiting outside the door and naturally sensed the unreasonable battle fluctuations.

It turns out that Landry is stronger than he thought, and he was able to survive a tough fight with his boss.

But then I heard that there was no movement inside for a long time, and I could probably guess that one party was defeated and began to be subdued and interrogated by the other party.

Unexpectedly, the result turned out to be that both parties chose peace talks.

"Barton, he will be our partner next, help him as much as possible."

Epatia briefly explained to Barton.

She couldn't step out of the space barrier door.

"I understand."

Barton nodded and replied.

Then his eyes moved to the gray-haired and golden-eyed woman next to Lan Qi.

One person went in and two came out. When he brought Professor Landry here, he had never noticed that such a strong guy was following him.

Barton was not sure whether this was considered a dereliction of duty in his security work.

"Uh, Mr. Barton, this is my epic summon. She has autonomous consciousness."

Lanci pointed at Thalia and said.

"Um."

Barton didn't ask any more questions.

Some epic summons do have intelligence and may even master different skills. There are also some who have good personalities and would treat magic cards as their wives. It is not unprecedented.

Epic summons that can fight against bosses are obviously extraordinary.

So it’s not good to ask too many questions, as you might embarrass the other party.

"..."

On the contrary, Barton had so few questions, which made Lanci and Talia feel a little guilty.

He seemed to understand everything without explaining. Even if Lanci and Talia wanted to take the initiative to explain, they couldn't.

"Wait for my news."

Lan Qihe waved goodbye to Ifatiya.

He will find a way to help Ifatiya get the medicine to dispel the Blood King's divine fire as soon as possible and bring her out.

"please."

She grinned and held her hands behind her, bidding farewell to Lan Qi with great expectations.

Barton looked at them saying goodbye and blinked in confusion.

Why did this cruel eighth-level demon boss become like the girl next door?

What kind of show is this?