Don't confiscate my citizenship

In the Demon King's Palace, where the dome is engraved with celestial patterns, Lord Blasphemy Melogas looked at the princess on the throne with a look of satisfaction.

Very good.

Your Highness's reaction is right.

It is such a weak little girl that can be firmly controlled by her.

Melogas stopped staring at Hyperion and cast his eyes to the audience, so that other demons dared not continue to stare at her and the princess.

The throne room became quieter and quieter.

Next, except for the sound of the pendulum gear turning, the two of them did not talk again.

Almost all the demons present had to read Lord Blasphemy's face.

Just now, the Ice Witch wanted to say something, but was quickly stopped by Pranay's eyes.

There are not only four great demons in the throne room.

The four of them are likely to replace the current confidant position of the Demon Princess. Other great demons are likely to be more neutral or Lord Blasphemy.

If you can't see the positions of other great demons, it is best not to provoke the terrifyingly strong Lord Blasphemy.

It is best to observe the current situation of the Demon Realm clearly first.

If there is any mistake, the third mission objective, which requires everyone to survive, will fail.

On the other side of the seats in the audience.

Antanas sighed.

Familiar with Hyperion, she naturally understood that Hyperion's acting skills had reached perfection. Whether it was the fear now or the tears before, they were all real. Lord Blasphemy had gradually let down his guard against Hyperion.

Hyperion was a sentimental girl from the beginning. After her father disappeared, she cried alone. The moment she learned about the death of Kaliela, her sadness was indescribable.

Following Ranchi for a long time, she understood that her best way to play was to choose a safe strategy to survive, not to bring about dangerous rhythms, and wait to meet Ranchi and cooperate with him to win.

In the world line predicted by the goddess of fate, Hyperion had almost no resistance when facing an irresistible enemy and died soon.

All this made Hyperion understand how to win the game.

The best solution must be to wait for Ranchi to come to fight, and it is definitely not to do anything fancy by yourself.

So her cards gradually changed from offensive to defensive, and she learned to survive by posing as a weak person to confuse the enemy.

But of course some people don't understand.

Some even sighed that Hyperion was a useless princess.

On the throne.

"..."

Hyperion wiped her tears.

Seeing that the Ice Witch teacher and Pranay had reached a consensus on waiting and watching, Hyperion felt relieved.

Antanas and Shinora always act according to Pranay's will, and the Ice Witch's temper is even more rigid.

The teacher can't beat the Blasphemer. Not to mention that the Blasphemer is at least at the level of a cardinal, the quasi-king of the six seals will make her have a strong special attack on other great demons, even if the four of them go together, it will be quite dangerous.

There may be many great demons in the throne room who support the Blasphemer.

Although Hyperion was angry, she knew that Lord Blasphemy had taken away the fruits of Kaliera's victory to become the regent, but she knew that only by acting weak and helpless could she gain Lord Blasphemy's trust.

One of the mission objectives reminded her to protect the little spark left by Kaliera.

She would never act rashly before she found the clue.

"It seems that the time is almost up."

Lord Blasphemy Melogas, at this moment, was overlooking the entire throne room as the regent.

She was tall and slender, and her black robe outlined her enchanting curves, but also revealed a cold and murderous aura, and her haze purple eyes flashed with a breathtaking edge.

Melogas slightly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a meaningful smile.

At the moment the bell rang, she waved her hand gracefully, with purple flames dancing on her fingertips. A terrifying scream suddenly sounded in the throne room, and ghosts appeared, blocking the exit.

Many demons shuddered involuntarily and lowered their heads even lower.

"Everyone, I called you here today just to announce an important news, which is related to the future changes of our demon world."

Merogas looked around, his eyes swept over every demon, as sharp and cold as a blade,

"I believe many of you have guessed it."

She spoke slowly, her voice was pleasant to the ears, but it revealed unquestionable majesty.

"..."

The audience was silent, and no demon dared to answer.

"That's right, Lord Fallen Kaliela has disappeared. From now on, there will be no Lord Fallen in the Demon Realm. I, Lord Blasphemy, will take over Kaliela's mission and continue to support Her Royal Highness the Princess to lead the Demon Realm, so that the Demon Realm will regain its glory in this upcoming prosperous era."

Merogas sneered and continued,

"In the Kaliela era, we were forced to sign the North-South Treaty with the Blood Clan, which became a great shame in the history of the Demon Clan, and we almost lost the Princess to her. But I am different. Under my leadership, both the Horning Empire and the Blood Clan were repelled to the south, which means that we originally had the strength to become the overlord of this world, but it was only because of Kaliela's incompetence that the current world situation was caused."

As she spoke, she turned her eyes and observed Hyperion's expression.

"Merogas, you are too much! You shouldn't..."

Finally, an old demon in the audience stood up and criticized Merogas's remarks.

Before he stood up completely.

His body was pierced by a thread of magic power, and his body exploded with a bang, leaving only blood foam scattered in the air, passing through the terrified faces of the surrounding demons, covered with fragments.

The end of the magic thread was being pulled by Merogas.

Merogas seemed not to see the corpse, but just retracted his raised fingertips indifferently, causing the magic power to dissipate.

The hall was silent again for a few moments.

Even if there were other demons who knew the situation, they dared not speak out.

The big demons who were the confidants of the Kaliela faction died or were disabled in the fierce battles of the past twelve years, and almost all those who could fight were sacrificed.

And Merogas was more about forming gangs and factions to protect herself during the war, but now she is the only one in power.

"I accidentally heard a demon talking nonsense just now. I think no one will interrupt me next time, right?"

Lord of Blasphemy Merogas put his palm to his ear and turned his cheek to listen to the audience.

No demon spoke again this time.

She was about to speak again.

"But..."

Merogas changed the subject, his tone suddenly became cold,

"But, if Her Royal Highness still remembers the old friendship and wants to continue to govern the demon world according to the strategy left by Kaliela, our great cause will be in vain. Everyone, tell me, what should I do about this?"

Merogas's voice was like thunder from the ground, exploding in the throne room.

The demons looked at each other, their eyes flickered, and they felt their scalps tingling and their backs chilled.

There was something else in Merogas' words, which was clearly shaking the demons' loyalty to the princess, intending to sideline her and replace her.

"Lord Merogas, please forgive me for speaking frankly."

At this moment, a young demon suddenly spoke from the seat, and he saluted Merogas with flattery,

"Her Highness finally returned to the demon world, and she has always been obsessed with the human kingdom. In essence, she has long regarded herself as a human, and Kaliela indulged her, which created such a weak princess who can only cry when encountering problems. Should we really let a human girl in the skin of a demon lead?"

Before the voice fell, there was a "whoosh" sound, and a black light flashed, like a silk thread, sinking into the chest of the demon.

The demon's body froze, and fell to the ground with a thud, and the body decomposed into thick water.

In a flash, another demon died.

Looking in the direction of the black light, I saw that the Blasphemy Queen raised her scorpion tail, and the tip of the thorn was pointed in the direction of the seat.

This time it was Merogas who did it.

The other demons really didn't dare to say anything, not even the sound of swallowing saliva.

Merogas was killing like crazy.

"Human?"

Merogas glanced at the remains of the demons on the ground in the distance, and said in a grim tone,

"Are you questioning our princess? Whoever dares to speak rudely to the princess again, I will not tolerate it at all."

She looked down on the whole audience with pride, and her body was full of murderous aura.

As soon as the voice fell, the whole throne room was silent, and the demons were panicked.

She would kill even those who spoke for her.

Merogas deliberately killed the demons who stood on her side, just to establish her authority and show her loyalty and orthodoxy.

"Princess, only I will treat you so well, who told me that I am your aunt."

Lord of Blasphemy Merogas lowered his head, looked at Hyperion and said softly, his mouth trembling.

"..."

Huprienne tightly grasped the armrest of the throne, her knuckles turned white.

She swallowed hard, and felt her throat dry.

If she could, she really wanted to ask her real aunt Talia to beat up this bad aunt Merogas.

But the cruel reality is that Tata, a civil official of the three seals, could never be the opponent of Merogas, a general of the six seals.

"It seems that you understand my good intentions, Your Highness."

And Hyperion's subtle performance made the smile on Merogas' face even stronger.

She reached out to touch Hyperion's cheek, but considering the occasion, she slowly stopped.

But Merogas's scorpion tail gradually wrapped around Hyperion's throne, outlining the shape of a heart.

Although she was greedy for the princess's body, she was not in a hurry.

"..."

Huprienne felt that Merogas's "good intentions" seemed to be more terrible than malice.

A chill rose from the soles of her feet and went straight to the top of her head.

It was the first time she had seen this kind of female demon.

Unlike Kaliela, Hyperion could not feel any intimacy or trust towards Lord Blasphemy Merogas.

On the contrary, she could only sense endless desire and lewdness from her.

"Okay, everyone, relax a little, don't scare the princess."

Fortunately, Lord Blasphemy Merogas did not focus on Hyperion anymore, but laughed like a silver bell, telling the demons her opinions and important matters.

...

Hyperion spent a tormenting time in the throne room, and finally the meeting was over.

She stood up with a sense of relief, walked down the steps under the gaze of Merogas and the demons, and walked out of the hall.

Only after leaving the suffocating space did she feel that she had breathed fresh air again.

At this time, if she took the initiative to find Pranay and the others, it would definitely arouse Merogas's vigilance and suspicion.

She just needed to wait for Pranay and Antanas to contact her. With their special abilities, it would not be difficult to bypass Merogas at the right time.

In the Demon Realm Palace, the main hall on the first floor is a huge circular Regency Hall.

Upstairs is the exclusive area for the royal family, including study rooms, bedrooms, conference rooms and many other configurations that a mansion should have.

In the past, except for the fallen minister Kaliela and the demons she approved, other demons were not allowed to enter the higher floors of the palace.

This practice seems to be still maintained.

Hyperion walked through the long corridor, with simple and thick stone pillars on both sides.

She quickened her pace, wanting to return to her room, which was still a familiar residence.

Finally, she reached the second floor of the palace and opened the door to her bedroom.

In the spacious bedroom, the purple sunset shines through the gauze curtains on the soft carpet.

Thick curtains blocked a small portion of the outside light.

Huberly looked at the room quietly. Outside the window was the palace garden and the barrier in the distance.

Her eyes penetrated the translucent barrier, overlooking the inland bay of the royal capital.

Last time.

It was in the restaurant across the bay that he came to find himself.

Then came a dreamlike midsummer that she would never forget.

I just didn't expect that when I returned to the Demon World again, everything had changed. Kaliela was no longer in the Demon King's Palace, and Lan Qi was no longer in the mansion across the bay.

Hyperion leaned against the door tiredly, took a deep breath, then felt her tense nerves relax a little, and went to completely open the curtains.

However, at this moment, she noticed something subtle movement under the dressing cabinet.

Hyperion felt nervous and subconsciously summoned her dagger.

But when she looked closely, she found that it was just a ball of gray fur.

She took two steps closer in confusion and squatted down.

Through the faint sunset, Hyperion could see clearly that it was a young gray cat, curled up in the shadow of the corner.

It didn't seem to like the light, and Hyperion's move of pulling down the curtains just now disturbed it.

Hyperion crouched in front of the dresser curiously.

The shadows of a person and a cat stare at each other on the carpet.

The gray kitten is thin, has scars on its body, its eyes are dim and withdrawn, and it is full of vigilance.

The more Hyperion looked at it, the more she felt an indescribable sense of intimacy with this little gray cat.

The familiar demonic magic convinced Hyperion that this was not a kitten, but a demon child disguised as a cat and huddled in the corner.

The pendant on its chest is engraved with the demonic character "Tamisha".

Hyperion stretched out her hand tentatively.

The gray kitten also backed away.

But beyond it is the wall, which is inevitable.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

Hyperion slowed down the speed of approaching it and said softly.

Finally, she gently hugged the little gray cat.

The moment you touch it.

Hyperion felt a familiar magic power.

A warm current began to resonate along Hyperian's fingertips.

It seems to be the last fire left by Kaliela.

There is no doubt that this child of the demon clan has inherited part of Kaliela's most original power.

"That's great...it's the life you protect."

Tears were streaming down Hyperion's fair cheeks, and she tried hard to force a smile.

Hyperion held it close to her chest, her tears looking bitter but full of relief and emotion.

She looked at the wounds on the little gray cat's body with distress, quickly put it on the mattress, and started looking for good medicine from the cabinet.

Lord Blasphemy seems to hate this kitten with the breath of Caliella, so he likes to abuse it, but he has not killed it for the time being due to some scruples, so that the already young gray cat has become completely autistic. Now seeing Hyperion, she was particularly hostile.

When Hyperion turned around with the medicine box.

Only to find that the little gray cat jumped back under the dressing cabinet and stayed alone in the shadows.

"So you hate staying here so much..."

Hyperion lowered her eyes in pain and relief and said to the little gray cat.

No wonder, in this cage-like palace, the little gray cat may just be waiting for Kaliela, hoping that Kaliela will come back to find it one day.

However, Caliera will never come back.

It may indeed be dangerous to continue to stay here. The uncertain Lord of Blasphemy may soon begin to clear out the things left behind by Kaliela.

"It's okay, let's go together."

Hyperion once again took out the little gray cat from under the dressing cabinet.

She glanced at the eyeshadow world information.

[Mission Objective 1: Protect the little spark left by Kaliela. 】

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

I didn’t look at it for a while, but some changes occurred in mission objective two.

Although she still doesn't understand what mission objective two is, mission objective one has become clear to her.

If you want to be safest, you must go to the demon clan's ancestral land in Pascual, the purgatory city.

As the only orthodox royal family today, as long as she stays in the ancestral land of the demons, no demons can threaten her.

Therefore, her mission goal can also be understood as successfully reaching the ancestral land.

"Shall we go together?"

Hyperion murmured to herself, her tone full of relief,

"Go to a safe place, then you won't have demons bullying you."

She closed her eyes and pressed her cheek against the gray kitten that had the magical aura of Kaliela.

"..."

The little gray cat ignored Hyperion.

He just used his claws to push her away.

It doesn't like this young demon woman pretending to be a mother, and is even unwilling to change back to human form in front of her.

No one can tame it.

It will never hand over Kaliela's treasure.