Don't confiscate my citizenship

This piece of night snow is quiet and vast, perhaps an untouched corner of the world.

The tall and bright horns of the snow deer are as crystal clear as ice sculptures, cutting through the white velvet-like snow curtain.

The deer cart gradually slowed down and stopped, waiting for Lanqi and Sigre to change positions and sit firmly in each other's original seats.

The moment Lan Qi took hold of the reins, all the sense of security returned.

For more than a month in the snowy fields of the northern part of the Protos Empire in the winter, he had to be in charge of the direction so as not to go astray.

"By the way, do you want a couple of bites?"

Sigre, who had just taken a seat in the back row, took out another leather wine naan from the storage box, unscrewed it with one hand and handed it forward.

Lan Qi's eyes widened.

"Did I tell you more than ten years ago that you can't drink while driving, not at all. Safe travel starts with your heart, and refusing to drink and drive should be practiced in your actions."

He immediately leaned back a little and said to Sigre in the back row.

"I didn't drink."

Sigre answered very calmly.

"..."

"I mean, you can't let me drink either."

Lan Qi was speechless for a moment, feeling that Sigre's logic had pushed him to the ground and rubbed him.

"But this is an empty snowfield, which is defined as a 'no man's land'. It is necessary to drink some wine to warm up in the extremely harsh natural environment. Moreover, according to the regulations of the Saint Paulant Theocracy, this is a non-magic driven vehicle. Tools are actually not within the limit. Besides, even if you are driving normally, if you encounter a snow monster, there is no need to avoid it urgently, because there have been many examples of driving accidents caused by avoiding monsters, so Saint Paulante The Theocracy simply removed the protection of Theocracy’s protected animals from the traffic regulations.”

Sigre preached to him seriously.

"No, I don't drink."

The last time we talked about this topic, he easily persuaded Sigre as a child.

This time he was rendered speechless by Sigre.

Now that this child has grown up, it's a little difficult to deal with.

It's definitely not that he doesn't dare to drink, but that alcoholism harms people. He has been aware of this problem since he was led by Nan Wantina.

"Then I'll drink it myself."

Sigre stood up, leaned on the back of the chair in the front row and glanced at Lan Qi, reading his eyes.

He seemed to be able to smell the smell wafting from the wine bag through the air. If it continued like this, he would feel dizzy.

Finally, she sat back in the back seat, took a few sips, closed the lid of the goat's milk wine bag, and put it back in the storage box.

"Call me anytime you want to drink. It doesn't matter if you focus on the road. I can feed you."

Sigre lay on the back of the chair in the front row and said to Lan Qi with a smile.

"no, I'm fine."

Lan Qi could smell the sweet and sour milky aroma of alcohol on Sigre's breath just through the air.

Lao Ge has told him with his life that he should never drink alcohol in his life.

"Sit tight, let's go."

While preparing to drive the Snowfield Deer to start their journey again, Lan Qi briefly glanced at the information about the eye shadow world.

[Task Objective 1: Read the letter from my old friend Caliera; go to Pascual, the purgatory city in the demon world. (Unfinished)]

[Mission Objective 2: Understand the state of mind of Lancross of the Black Sun: 0.13%. (Unfinished)]

For a long time, he had to concentrate on the road conditions and had no time to be distracted by the information from the Shadow World.

After leaving the Throne Room of the Papal Hall, the content of the mission objectives changed.

From now on, no matter whether he met Sigre or along the way, there would be no more fluctuations.

Lan Qi still can't fully see the connection between this Shadow World mission.

We can only make rough guesses.

The progress of the first mission goal also changes the second mission goal. Then if you continue along this journey, the mission will naturally be completed.

He flicked the reins lightly, and the snow deers immediately began to move.

The Snowy Deer's vigorous figure galloped across the snow, its hooves stirring up flakes of snow.

The sled slid on the soft snow, making a rustling sound.

Lan Qi skillfully controlled the direction of the sled, and the sled gradually moved away, leaving two long traces on the snowfield.

Back row of sled.

The brief change of speed made Thalia wake up with a frown on her face, squinting her eyes and looking around.

She accidentally slept for so long that it was already dark.

As expected, it is easy to feel sleepy after eating carbohydrates, and Lan Qi helped her buy a variety of burgers from the Pollante Border, telling her in her heart that she might not have the chance to eat them in the future, and this was the last chance to sell them in Shadow World.

She felt that he was a bit damned but still treated her so well, while she ate all the Pollant Border style burgers.

I woke up and took a look.

Nothing dangerous.

There was just a pause, and then Sigre sat next to her.

"Hoo."

Thalia yawned, took up the blanket and gave half of it to Sigre.

If she could lie still like a doll, her energy consumption would be at its lowest, and Lan Qi would not be consuming almost any mana.

On the contrary, as long as she makes any movement, Lan Qi's magic power will start to be used.

"Thanks."

Naturally, Sigre would not refuse Kaliela's kindness, so she sat much closer to Kaliela, wrapped in a blanket.

She was curious as she watched Calliera slumped all the way.

In her eyes, Kaliela is like a beauty in a dream. It is difficult to have an impression of her face. She can only clearly confirm from her heart that Kaliela must be the most exciting face.

Staring carefully now, Sigrid felt more and more similar to the mother she had imagined when she was young.

I haven’t waited long to see Caliera up close.

Unexpectedly, Kaliela's eyes immediately looked at Sigre with doubts.

"Why are you looking at me?"

Thalia asked Sigre, tilting her head.

"Calliera, are you feeling tired?"

Sigre leaned back in the chair and asked softly.

"No."

Thalia is actually very comfortable. After turning into a semi-magic body, she is always energetic and will not be disturbed by any physical discomfort.

So if possible, she wouldn't want to lift this state.

"Then why do you look so lazy? You are not as glamorous as you were before."

Sigre felt that Calliera looked retired now, as if she had been abandoned.

But a arrogant demon like Kaliela always gives people the feeling that even if she dies in her high position, she will not be willing to lower her posture at all, let alone commit herself to others.

"This...I used to..."

Thalia was startled.

Is Caliera so respectable?

Kaliela seems to have indeed maintained her style as a ninth-level demon until her death. She is respected by the demons of the world. She has a unique feminine charm and plays an irreplaceable role in the world structure.

Looking back at herself...

Thalia had previously been dissatisfied with the different evaluations Lanqi gave her and Kaliera.

Now she also has some self-doubt.

Before Talia could explain in embarrassment, Sigre spoke first.

"I've always felt that you are too strict with yourself. You don't owe the Demon World anything at all. To be honest, the Demon World owes you everything."

Sigre said seriously.

When Hyperion first met Kaliela, she also felt that Kaliela was difficult to talk to and that she was too strict in her discipline.

Later, when Hyperion gradually got to know Kaliela, she discovered that Kaliela was more harsh on herself, but on the contrary, she was very gentle to Hyperion and would often turn a blind eye.

"I……"

Talia felt even more ashamed as she listened to Sigre's comforting words.

She was once a demon princess, but she gradually lost to desire after meeting Lan Qi.

even……

She couldn't even resist the pleasure of being fed by him.

If this kind of thing spreads, it would be better to die!

Whenever Thalia thought of the memory of being "pampered" by Lanqi, she wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.

Lan Qi may be 70% responsible for why she became like this.

But she herself is at least 30% responsible.

“But it doesn’t matter, you’re doing fine the way you are now.

Sigre continued.

"Don't you think it's embarrassing for me to do this?"

Thalia whispered.

Lies won't hurt, the truth is the sharpest knife.

After meeting her sister Ifatiya, she finally understood that she was incomparable to the top geniuses. When she lost her status as a princess, she almost lost everything.

"How is it possible? I wish you could put down the official duties and trivial matters in the devil world and stay with me every day."

Sigre told her true thoughts, wrapped herself in a blanket, and sat with the gray-haired witch.

If she could bring Kaliera back to the present world, she would definitely make her carefree and lead her to live happily in the Protos Empire.

Being able to monopolize Kaliela's care in such a practical way was something that even in previous dreams would have been unimaginable.

Even if it is only twenty-one days, it is enough for her to cherish.

"But there is a guy who thinks that I can eat, I am old and useless all day long."

Thalia was moved at first, and then said angrily.

The more she compared Sigre, the more Thalia felt Lanqi was not a son of a human being.

"It's a good thing to have a good appetite. As a warrior, I need to consume a lot of energy to practice, and sometimes I have a big meal. What's the shame?"

Sigre confessed.

"No wonder you are so strong."

Thalia was relieved.

Although if she really shows her strength, Sigre's strength is definitely not worth mentioning, but for Sigre's age, it is already beyond the norm.

"As for age, I think older women are definitely more attractive."

Sigre thought carefully and nodded.

"Yes, you think so too?"

Thalia only felt a sense of sympathy, regretting seeing each other so late.

How could a little girl like Sigre know so much!

"certainly."

Sigre affirmed,

"As for saying you are useless, it is pure slander. You are the most useful! You are very eye-catching even if you don't move, just like the most beautiful masterpieces of art and statues in the world."

Sigre smiled and added to the demon beauty beside him.

It may be rude to think so, but if Kaliela can be put into her collection, the entire collection will be graced with this demon fairy.

"Wow, Sigre, I haven't heard such words in these years."

Thalia finally couldn't help but hugged Sigre, not wanting to let go of this warm and soft body.

Every sentence is extremely sincere and sincere.

Even without the use of lie detection magic, Thalia could see Sigre's integrity in her eyes.

Where did this little angel come from?

If she could bring Sigre back to the present world, she would definitely take Sigre who grew up in the orphanage home and raise her as her own daughter.

It just so happened that Sigre and Hyperion were having fun together and felt like sisters.

Raising one is also raising food, raising two is also raising food, and it’s a matter of having multiple dishes at home.

Lanqi, who was in the driver's seat of the deer cart, was concentrating on analyzing the road conditions and turned a deaf ear to the harmonious conversations of Thalia and Sigre in the back seat.

Until we successfully passed the long curved road from the bottom of a cliff.

"I just said we should turn here. If we go straight down, we will reach the cliff."

Lan Qi cheered proudly,

"When I finish this journey, I will definitely be able to draw a "New Edition of the Map of the Land of Eternal Night that a 3-year-old child can understand."

Sure enough, his ability to recognize directions was forced out, and now he is a qualified guide.

Sigre, who was still negotiating with Talia in the back seat, suddenly stared at Lan Qi.

"Holy..."

Sigrid bit her lip.

I am Sigre now, I am Sigre now.

she told herself.

The favorability levels of Sigre and Sigrid are separate and should be acted out realistically.

"What's wrong?"

Lan Qi turned back in confusion.

He seemed to hear Sigre's short voice.

"Holy Pope, do you think this book will be marketable?"

Sigre asked, already smiling.

"I also don't think anyone will buy it."

Thalia leaned aside and spoke lazily.

Sigre's body temperature was very warm, like a furnace, making her drowsy again in this bumpy night of ice and snow.

"Maybe it's true. You don't know, but I know a super outrageous road idiot."

Lan Qi turned around briefly, but before he could completely turn around, Sigre covered his head with his hands.

"Watch the road."

Sigre instructed.

Since it was the Holy Son who taught her to watch the road when driving, he should lead by example.

"..."

Lan Qi felt Sigre slowly let go of her hand.

He was surprised.

I didn't expect that Sigre, who had grown up twelve years later, would be so casual with him and would always take advantage of him without paying attention.

I saw that I would go to the hotel in the first city-state of Eternal Night later, and I had to talk to her about this issue, because she was no longer that little girl.

"By the way, that 'super outrageous road idiot' must have caused you a lot of trouble, right? Are you always impressed by her tricks?"

Sigre suddenly asked from behind Lan Qi.

Hearing this, Lan Qi seemed to be remembering, and then smiled.

"No problem, I've been thinking about drawing a "New Edition of World Map that a 3-year-old child can understand" and giving it to her, so that she will never get lost again."

He said to himself, holding the reins.

"Woo..."

Sigrid looked away and huddled in the back seat with her head down.

She clutched her chest, except for the noisy sound of wind and snow, all she could hear was the sound of her heartbeat.

really.

As expected, I even like him even though he hates him.

Hearing the overwhelming sound of her heart, she wanted to hear Lan Qi tell her that he felt the same way.