Don't confiscate my citizenship

Thousands of kilometers away.

Nan Wantina leads a busy port with a large flow of people.

"Oh, how should we go to the meeting point?"

Sigrid retrieved her suitcase from the lost and found office, feeling somewhat at ease again for the time being.

But soon she will face a new problem.

The moment she stepped out of the lost and found door, the sea breeze on the covered bridge ruffled a few strands of her naughty light-colored hair in a side ponytail.

The pair of amethyst-clear eyes narrowed slightly, and they seemed to be thinking about where to go next.

The port was so huge that the intertwined maps between the upper deck and the lower deck almost overwhelmed her.

"It was agreed before that someone would meet me at the passenger meeting point at South Wantina Port."

Sigrid muttered, slightly confused.

She had just returned from the critical space of the shadow world.

She was not surprised by the settlement content and skipped it without reading much.

Finally, he took the magic card from the orange light group and left.

She has long stopped at the eighth-level limit, and lacks the power of faith to aspire to the ninth-level divine realm. The biggest gain in the shadow world this time is this orange epic-quality natural magic card——

[Teardrops of Pope Saint Paulante II]

[Category: Spell Card]

[Level: Orange Epic]

[Attribute: Healing/Strengthening]

[Level: 8]

[Effect: Condensate and consume one's own mana and life, allowing the target to return to a younger state within a certain period of time and restore a huge amount of life. The cooling time is 135 seconds. 】

[Note: The second Pope St. Paulante has long prayed to the Moon Goddess, and the divine power has been condensed. If she can master this spell early, she may be able to save her sun. 】

Although finding her way in this world bothered her, thinking about this card made her feel better.

Now she has the equivalent of having an additional spell that instantly raises health.

But you cannot use it continuously, otherwise you may turn into a child.

Its additional rejuvenation effect may be ineffective for immortals, but for humans, if used properly, it can almost keep themselves at their peak in disguise.

It may be a positive effect or a negative effect.

"Wait a minute, it seems like you can turn me into a seventeen-year-old girl without using the disguise spell..."

Sigrid suddenly realized.

Disguising spells may not be easy to use on Brilda, and may even be dispelled, or may be seen through by an expert.

She thought as she walked forward.

There is a statue of a god standing in the center of the covered bridge next to him. On the base of the statue is engraved "The God of Oceans and Navigation". The god has a bitter look on his face, as if he is showing the way for ships, but also seems to be unable to help the navigators. A talented road warrior.

Sigrid looked closely at the map on the bridge, touching the mottled stone carvings with her fingertips, trying to find clues to her destination.

The cry of seagulls attracted Sigrid's attention.

She looked up and saw several seagulls circling and flying in the blue sky, their wings flying across the sky, leaving little white afterimages.

"By the way, the Holy Son said that if you arrive in a new place and don't know where to go at the fork in the road, just follow the direction with more people and you can always find popular buildings."

Sigrid remembered what Lanqi had said.

There may be some seagulls among those that don’t know the way, but as long as they follow everyone, they can always fly in the right direction.

Sigrid dragged her suitcase and started walking. Whenever there was a fork in the bridge, she would take the side with more people.

Her long, light-colored hair was casually tied into a playful pull at the back of her head, as sharp as a wolf but with the agility of a girl.

This autumn and winter outfit has a bit of personality, a slightly oversized sweater jacket with loose cuffs and hem, covered with rough-made overalls, and a pair of low-cut canvas shoes on his feet, tapping rhythmically on the stone road.

Passing by the covered bridge on the upper deck that was cooled by the sea breeze, Sigrid stared down. Apart from the taverns and hotels, the scenery on both sides of the street gradually opened up. Tall palm trees cast mottled shades, and the sound of waves lapping against the rocks grew closer and closer. Gradually it becomes clear.

"This is the hometown of the Holy Son."

Every time she passed by the transit plaza during her relaxed and happy journey, it was crowded with people from Hong Kong chattering about the latest commissions and gossip.

Sigrid couldn't help but listen, searching for any scraps of information that might be valuable.

But if you really need the information, you can go to the dimensional branch to buy it.

The dimensional branch of the Southern Continent is said to be engaged in dedicated service, even if you have money.

This time she brought a lot of Protos Empire currency from the Northern Continent. Now that the Southern Continent is in war, many rich people have begun to go to the countries on the southern coast of the Northern Continent. The exchange ratio has increased. Sigrid can exchange the money in her hands. into the currency of more southern continental countries.

After a long journey, Sigrid finally successfully found the passenger meeting point at South Wantina Port.

"What he said is actually right..."

Sigrid sighed as she walked into the hall entrance of the lower deck.

Sure enough, if you follow more people, you can go the right way.

Rarely back indoors, the passenger meeting point is more like a corner of the station hall level for receptionists and arriving passengers to meet.

After looking around, Sigrid soon saw a young man dozing off in the corner of a row of seats holding a board with a cartoon version of the Silver Moon Crown printed on it.

He was wearing a black peaked cap, a black and white checkerboard shirt, and a black coat. He looked like a standard courier or delivery person.

His face looked slightly haggard, and there was a tired look on his mouth, as if he had been deprived of sleep for a long time. His medium-length dark hair under the hat was tied back casually, and a few strands of unruly bangs fluttered in the wind, sometimes covering his eyes.

The man seemed to have been waiting here for too long and even fell asleep.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm embarrassing the employees of the dimensional branch."

Sigrid's heart moved and she realized that this was the dimensional priest she was looking for. The symbol of their appointment was the cartoon Silver Moon Crown.

She was a little worried that she was suddenly swept away by the temporary void gate, and that people from the dimensional branch would temporarily give up on receiving her because she had disappeared for too long.

Unexpectedly, the Dimensional Priest was so persistent that he actually stayed at the reception desk and waited for her.

Sigrid walked forward quickly, and the sound of her footsteps on the marble floor was clear and sweet.

"...?"

The young man noticed her arrival and looked up at her with sleepy eyes.

Sigrid walked up to the young man.

"Hello, I am West Germany who entrusted your Dimension Express Company. I'm sorry that I came too late."

she asked, her voice clear and bright.

The young man was startled for a moment when he heard the sound, and then a smile appeared on his lips. His tired expression was instantly swept away, replaced by heartfelt joy.

"It doesn't matter. It's no big deal. I received news from the priest. I heard that you were swept away by the Gate of the Void. I came right away and will wait for you here."

He said it very familiarly.

"I'm really sorry for the long wait."

"It's terrible, I only waited for more than ten days, and it passed in the blink of an eye."

The two exchanged a few words, and the young man invited Sigrid to leave the port with him.

After a while, they arrived at the vehicle parking area.

"please."

The young man walked to the passenger side and respectfully opened the door for Sigrid.

Sigrid glanced at the young man with a meaningful look.

She didn't notice it when they first met.

Because this person is so down to earth.

After spending a short time together, Sigrid was absolutely sure that this guy was very strong, at least stronger than the weak Kaliela in the shadow world, and definitely not at the level that any priest or saint could achieve.

The burgundy leather seats exuded a faint scent of high-grade leather. Sigrid sat in and felt the softness and comfort of the seats.

The young man closed the car door, walked around to the driver's seat, stepped into the car, and drove smoothly away from South Wantina Port amidst the melodious roar of the magic engine.

The vehicle drove onto the winding blue-wave coastal road, and the scenery along the way gradually transitioned from the bustling port to the desolate and populated suburbs.

On one side of the road are rolling mountains, with lush green trees on the slopes, and on the other side is the azure sea with sparkling waves that can't be seen to the end.

The young man held the steering wheel with one hand, looking forward, and rested his other hand casually on the window sill.

"Speaking of your dimensional branch, if you want to send me to the Kraiyu Empire, what is the fastest way to send me to the vicinity of Botswana Province in how many days?"

Sigrid leaned on her seat and looked at the changing scenery outside the window, feeling a complex emotion of tension and expectation in her heart.

She really wanted to see the Holy Son as soon as possible, as soon as possible.

Now they have just come out of the shadow world, and every morning the Holy Son's surprise when he sees her will double.

When she was chatting with the Holy Son in the Shadow World School, although she didn't ask much, she learned that the Holy Son was currently in Brilda, the capital of the Creation Empire.

"I'll tell you the answer right away, please wait a moment."

The young man from the dimensional branch replied without changing his expression.

The car drove along the highway for more than ten minutes, and the young man parked the car at a remote platform.

There was silence all around, except for the rustle of the wind blowing through the treetops and the faint sounds of insects.

The roof of the bus shelter was covered with moss, and the wooden structure was in decay. It seemed that it was in danger of collapsing at any time.

Sigrid got off the bus and looked around. She found that there were few people here and the dilapidated platform stood alone in the wilderness, giving it a feeling of isolation.

The handwriting on the stop sign has faded and blurred, and only a few words can be vaguely recognized. The narrow asphalt road extends from the stop platform, twists and turns into the endless wilderness, and the end disappears on the horizon.

Sigrid knew that the other party brought her here to avoid the sight of the Hutton Kingdom's city defense army.

You can talk with confidence after using the shielding barrier here.

"Dimensional Bishop, Lord Toliado?"

Sigrid probed straight to the point.

She didn't expect that the Dimensional Branch would have such a large formation, and the Dimensional Bishop would come to receive her in person.

A man with such a strong dimensional branch could only be the dimensional bishop himself.

She didn't bother to expose it just now, and now she doesn't want to act.

Under the morning sun.

"arrive!"

Togliado directly raised his hand in salute and made a standard military posture to Sigrid.

"..."

There was a long silence between the two.

Although Sigrid had heard that the Dimensional Bishop was not a normal person.

But she never thought this guy would respect her so much.

Too confusing.

"Dimensional Bishop, why did you find me?"

Sigrid crossed her arms and asked Togliado.

She remained wary of the Cardinal of the Southern Continent whom she met for the first time, and did not regard Toliado as someone easy to deal with because of his good mental state. This lunatic dared to provoke the Bishop of Destruction, and his brain was in a state of chaos.

Moreover, this bishop was a little too close to the grassroots. He actually waited for her on the station floor for more than ten days, and seemed to have perfectly integrated into Nan Wantina's leadership.

If it was the Dimensional Bishop who took the initiative to see him, then maybe the Dimensional Bishop would have some cooperation matters, so he would come to the battle line of the United Kingdom Council in person in such a big battle.

"First of all, to answer your question just now, about how long it will take to get you to your desired destination."

Dimensional Bishop Toliado's expression straightened slightly.

"I can send you directly to Brilda, the capital of Creation, but you also have to do our dimensional branch a favor."

He replied, with a sense of confidence and certainty in his tone.

"oh?"

The wind blew by, accompanied by the leaves flying by, and rolled up the ends of Sigrid's hair, but it did not change the surprised expression on her face.

She didn't expect that the Dimension Bishop could really let her go directly to Brilda.

Normally, if she was not in a hurry, she might not care about this transmission, but now she really wanted to do this business.

"Tell me and listen."

Sigrid preached to Togliado.

"From now on, you will be the high priest of our dimensional branch. After assuming this identity, you can then go through the space door and reach the second floor of the Brilda Opera House, where the Dimensional Saint is."

As Togliado spoke, he concentrated on the space technique with a solemn expression.

As if he was sure that Sigrid would not reject him, he searched for the coordinates in advance, and then drew a circle with silver sparks on the side of the road, connecting a space barrier built by their dimensional branch.

"I haven't agreed to this deal yet."

Sigrid looked at the other end of the space door, frowning slightly on the surface, but in fact she was convinced that Togliado was not joking, but really had something big to ask her.

If she guessed correctly, this was the dimensional branch's stronghold in Brilda City.

There are complex construction structures and shielding barriers in the stronghold. Even if the highest-scale space spells are used to connect them, it will not arouse the vigilance of the strong men of the Creation Empire.

On the contrary, if another teleportation point is chosen, Toliado's overly strong eighth-level magic power will soon be locked.

Through the partially opened space door with curtains, one can see a rather unique mansion terrace, which is the upper floor of the Brilda Opera House.

Its internal area is roughly equivalent to the performance hall of the entire opera house, and it combines the style of a divine palace with a modern library.

You can clearly see Brilda's landmark buildings and the downtown area of ​​Manhot, as well as the broad Broadway Central Square. There are two sets of symmetrical circular fountain pools on the square in front of the main entrance of the Opera House. The walls of the pools are made of brown granite. The water column rises and falls with the rhythm of the music.

"The documents and detailed information of your new identity are also ready. They are people from our dimension branch. They even helped you pass customs and security inspections. You can directly connect to Brilda life. Our dimension express is particular about It arrived right after placing the order. ”

Togliado continued to talk about their service policy.

Professional and sincere.

"Exactly what I need to do."

Sigrid thought about it for a moment, thought it was acceptable, and asked.

The business of Dimensional Branch is indeed very user-friendly and worth considering for cooperation.

It wasn't like she had never played other branches of priests before, so she didn't resist.

And if, with the permission of the Dimensional Bishop herself, she could perfectly infiltrate the Church of Resurrection in the Southern Continent in the name of the Dimensional Branch, she would be happy to play role-playing according to the rules.

"Help me deliver the goods, go to St. Creation's Monastery, knock on the door, go to Professor Landry and tell him that you are from the dimensional branch, he will let you in, and then you can talk."

Togliado replied enthusiastically, as if he didn't want to waste a second.

"So simple?"

Sigrid was stunned. She couldn't help but wonder if there might be some trap.

She thought Toliado wanted her to help kill some eighth-level powerhouse.

But such an easy condition made her afraid to use the portal. After all, it was the hinterland of the Creation Empire. Once there and there was an ambush, it would be difficult even for her to escape.

"It's not simple at all. Only you can help me fulfill my promise with Professor Landry."

Togliado was convinced, clenching his fists.

This is exactly the unpredictable fate stage he wants to see!

"What about the information about the person I'm looking for? Are there any clues to follow up?"

Sigrid asked him again.

She also didn't want to waste too much time on express delivery work.

"After completing this business, I will directly give you the information I have about him as a gift."

As Toliado spoke, seeing that Sigrid was still doubting him, he directly threw a silvery badge at her.

Sigrid caught it steadily with one hand.

It is framed with light gray and silver-white metal, and a polyhedral solid crystal is suspended in the middle. It is like a holographic illusion of light and shadow, showing a dreamy clear blue, with nebulae slowly flowing in a trance inside.

The holographic shadows of geometric shapes suspended from the seal seem to form the basic structure of time and space.

This is the first time Sigrid has seen such a bishop's seal with an unstable structure.

[Bishop’s Certificate-Dimension]

[Category: Equipment Card]

[Level: Orange Epic]

[Attribute: link/space]

[Level: 0]

[Effect: The identity certificate of the Dimension Bishop, can be used to make resurrection certificates of various levels in the Dimension Branch, can generate special attack and deterrence attributes for the holders of low-level resurrection certificates, can locate the approximate position of the priests of the same branch, and can identify the authenticity of the resurrection certificates displayed by other branches. Can open the Bishop's Council Hall, the Death Arena, and the Bishop's Voting Ceremony. ]

[Note: The holder is Toliado Arendel. ]

Sigrid looked at the seal in confusion, and then looked up at Toliado.

The Dimension Bishop directly mortgaged this thing to her.

With this thing in hand, Sigrid can force the opening of the Death Arena.

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you and explode your stone tablet? And then take away your bishop power?"

Sigrid doesn't understand that the cardinals of the Southern Continent are so individualistic.

For the Dimension Bishop, once the Death Arena is opened by other bishops, he really can't escape, and it's easy to kill him by himself.

Moreover, in a one-on-one fight, the Dimension Bishop is either the last or the second last among the ten bishops.

Perhaps only the scientific research cardinals who were allowed to join by the Pope as an exception could compete with Toliado to see who had worse frontal combat power.

"You won't do such a thing. I believe in your character, Sigrid the Tyrant Catholic."

Toliado casually spread his hands and answered her with great confidence.

His unremarkable look seemed to be saying that he had a miserable life. If you really wanted to kill him, you might as well die.

"...What kind of promise made you want to help Professor Landry to complete it like this?"

Sigrid couldn't help but admire Toliado a little.

Even though the Dimension Bishop might not be so strong in frontal combat power, he was a strong man who had truly seen through the life and death barrier.

"Even if I die, it's worth the money."

Toliado's face was full of impatience, and his eyes could not hide his sense of mission as he clenched his fists.

"..."

Sigrid hesitated and nodded.

Does it mean to stick your neck out for your friends?

In this world, she has courage and credit, so she can understand Toliado's sense of belief.

"No problem, I'll deliver it to you before noon. We in the Tyrant Branch also value efficiency."

Sigrid waved her hand and passed through the space gate.

The next moment, she felt the time and space in her vision change, and a few seconds later she had arrived in a hall.

The dome-shaped ceiling was about 50 meters high, and the style of painting was similar to that of an opera house performance hall, but the walls were surrounded by dark brown solid wood bookshelves that extended all the way to the ceiling. Each bookshelf was filled with precious music and drama literature.

"St. Clement Monastery..."

Sigrid silently recited the key delivery address information that Toliado had told her.

Although she didn't know what the Dimension Branch needed her to help deliver.

But it was probably something very important, and only her skills could deliver it safely.