Don't confiscate my citizenship

It was a rainy afternoon in Blierda. Fine raindrops fell like silver needles, shrouding the Calci Gallery at 84 Charing Cross Road in a hazy mist.

Although it was dark, there was still a constant flow of people at the door.

This three-story building built in the 16th century of the solar calendar was simple and elegant. The traces of time left an indelible mark on it. The ivory white walls were dotted with reliefs, and the brick-red roof was looming under the ivy. The copper wind chimes hanging under the eaves swayed gently in the breeze and rang.

The door of the gallery was closed, and the sign in front of the door that said "temporarily closed" swayed and glowed coldly under the dim street lights, as if silently rejecting passers-by to stop.

Occasionally, three or two pedestrians hurried by, holding black umbrellas, and turned into blurred silhouettes in the rain.

The private art gallery founded by Harrison Kalchi, a professor at the Royal Academy of Arts in the Crimson Empire, has a history of nearly a hundred years. Although it has changed hands several times, it has always maintained its business as a gallery.

However, today, Kalchi Art Gallery still has staff to look after the store, waiting for the arrival of several scheduled guests.

"..."

The receptionist flipped through the magazine in his hand boredly, looking up at the door from time to time, waiting for the moment when the heavy oak door was pushed open.

Finally, at two o'clock in the afternoon, accompanied by the chatter of young women, the heavy oak door of the gallery with a copper handle creaked open, and a humid air rushed into the room.

"It was only cloudy in the morning, and it started to drizzle in the afternoon. It's not surprising that it will rain heavily later."

The leading woman looked around, with a hint of fatigue in her tone.

"It's been cold and wet lately, and I feel like my heart is rusting."

"It's November 12th before I know it."

Another female voice echoed,

"The day after tomorrow is the Moon Goddess Festival, maybe we can go to the Monastery of Saint Cremon to visit the ceremony."

It's not that Antanas likes to join in the fun.

Although this extra trip may increase unnecessary danger, praying to the gods is always necessary to a certain extent, and it may bring good luck and protection.

Besides, they really haven't received any clear tasks in the past few days since they came to Brillda.

Only today, at noon, they received a meeting message from the Allied spy contact Miss Unity.

"Teacher, do you think we can go?"

Huparian looked at the Ice Witch beside her and asked her.

The Ice Witch is actually the real mastermind. People like Antanas and Shinora are almost pure thugs, and Pranay doesn't talk much most of the time, and doesn't make any suggestions. She is only responsible for ensuring the safety around the residence.

"I'm fine."

Although Artemis, the Ice Witch, is a priest of the Church of the Goddess of Fate, she is also friendly with the Moon God and has a pious respect for this god.

It is said that the Goddess of Healing and Silver Moon will bless the living beings and heal the past misfortunes and pains when the moon is full.

And the Moon Goddess also has many praises and legends.

"Then let's see the situation when the time comes."

Huprienne, wearing a navy blue double-breasted tweed coat and carrying a Birkin bag, led the way into the Kalchi Gallery.

She took off her sunglasses, revealing a pair of noble amber eyes.

The water droplets on the coat sparkled in the dim light, and Antanas and others followed closely behind. Although they were also stained with some rain, they were leisurely in their conversation.

They walked straight to the counter.

"Hello, are you Miss Milian who has made an appointment to see the paintings?"

The young clerk in a black uniform with a name tag on his chest raised his head behind the counter and asked in a friendly and polite manner.

"Yes, I heard that you have Mr. Vice Mallet's new works again. I have made an appointment to come and see them in the next few days."

Huparian's tone was indifferent, as if she was just an art lover who came here because of her reputation.

"Please follow me."

The clerk immediately stood up and led the group through the exhibition hall to the stairs leading to the second floor.

The gallery was filled with the faint scent of vetiver and cedar wood.

The Elsaya Sanctuary-style fountain statue came to us, and the clear water gurgled in the quiet space. After passing through the lobby, the high-ceilinged exhibition hall of about 500 square meters suddenly opened up.

The group stepped onto the stairs covered with crimson wool carpet, and the wooden steps made a slight creaking sound under their feet.

On the brown wall, several copper wall lamps emitted a dim halo. On the wall next to the wall lamps, there was a landscape painting, which seemed to depict the lake and mountains outside Brillda.

The clerk led them through the winding corridor and stopped in front of an inconspicuous wooden door at the end.

"Miss Unity is inside, thank you for coming."

He took out a well-made brass key from his pocket, inserted it into the keyhole, and twisted it gently. With a crisp click, the heavy wooden door slowly opened, revealing the office behind it, and he made an inviting gesture sideways.

"There is a forbidden barrier here, you can talk without worry."

The clerk respectfully left, closed the door, and left Hyperion and others.

The walls of the secret room were decorated with marble carvings, and the curtains were drawn tightly, isolating the light and noise outside.

"We are so sorry to have summoned you here in such a hurry today."

Unity stood up from the sofa next to the coffee table in the middle of the room and bowed to the others.

"No, we are here to help you and are waiting for your news at any time."

Huprienne stepped forward and sat opposite Unity.

"Thank you. The task I am going to give you this time... was also mentioned last time. It is very difficult anyway."

Unity said seriously.

After saying that, she took out an envelope sealed with wax sealant from the inside of her coat and presented it to Hyperion.

Hyperion took the envelope, opened the seal, and took out the letter inside.

What I saw above was a photo and a detailed recent itinerary report about the owner of the photo.

Page after page.

"Go and kill him, can you do it?"

Unity lowered her voice and asked Hyperion, as well as her four mysterious guards.

"Evil Professor Landry?"

Hyperion took a look at the information and raised her head to ask Unity.

The young man in the photo has eyes as blue as the lake. He is wearing a fedora hat with a dome and a small brim, a simple top hat, and a loose jacket over a gray suit and vest, which makes him look more like a military industrialist. Calm and aloof.

Hyperion has also been learning about the current situation and news of the Crean Empire recently. Landry's reputation in the academic circles of the Crean Empire is increasing day by day, and in the past few days, his status is likely to skyrocket. Become the leader of the new magic agency committee that Creation will establish.

At present, the reason why the Allies do not regard him as the most dangerous assassination target is because he has a short-term cooperative relationship with the Allies.

Professor Landry is a well-connected old man. He can easily gain the trust of the Imperial people around him. He is also very comfortable in the Imperial Special Operations Division. He is also highly regarded by Director Dax. He dares to play risky moves. Taking advantage of the power of the Allied Forces, the political opponents were unable to take care of him.

"Yes, it's this guy."

Unity looked solemn, with a hint of worry.

Cooperation with Landry is a compromise strategy forced by the situation, which is essentially feeding a tiger into trouble.

A conspirator like Professor Landry will only do more harm than good to the Allies. Once he stops cooperating with the Allies, it will be a complete bomb.

Since her superiors have already given full authority over Professor Landry's related matters to Unity, Unity can make her own judgment and implement everything based on the situation before reporting to her superiors.

Unity had no way to kill Landry, but it wasn't until she saw reinforcements like Hyperion that she had hope.

"Why are you taking action now?"

After reading the letter, Hyperion handed it to Unity, who then burned it with a magic weapon.

She didn't know what changes were happening within the empire now.

"If nothing else happens, Landry will soon terminate his cooperation with us, and may backhand us. This man is capable of such a thing."

Unity clenched her fists.

The humiliating defeat to Landry on the Blilda train was still fresh in her mind.

Today it happened that the Imperial Special Operations Division had withdrawn some of its defenses against Landry.

It is said that the operations department is in civil strife, and an Allied spy has been caught, and he is a high-level official of the Imperial Special Operations Department.

Unity is currently unable to confirm the specific situation.

But Landry may be losing control.

Once he successfully reaches the position he wants and no longer fears the imperial nobles who want to embarrass him, he will no longer need the help of their allies. The best strategy is to cut off from them as soon as possible. Or even catch them all in one fell swoop in exchange for success.

If we don't do anything now, this tiger will run away.

"So that's it. This purebred lackey doesn't feel safe at all as a friend. You have to be on guard against him stabbing you in the back at any time."

Hyperion nodded after listening to Unity's latest information today.

Her eyes gradually turned cold.

Just hearing Unity's description of Landry's deeds made Hyperion feel an uncontrollable murderous intention that spread like ripples.

"Landry is very strong. He is not even the real Landry, but a mysterious Imperial man. You must not mistake him for the sixth level."

Unity noticed Hyperion's state and knew Hyperion's answer. She would obviously be obligated to this task.

In fact, Unity has a good impression of Hyperion. They are both Allied secret agents. Hyperion has a strong escort, but she has no airs. Like her, they are comrades with firm beliefs against the imperial invaders.

"Miss Unity, have you ever fought against him?"

Hyperion's eyes softened for a moment and she asked Unity.

"His mental magic is quite terrifying, and he can even read his opponent's memories to a certain extent..."

Unity confirmed, telling Hyperion about what happened to her on the Brilda train that day.

And it brings back the best memories and turns them into impossible dreams.

Unity was extremely afraid of that bastard prying into her spiritual world on the train.

"Miss Unity, please excuse me."

Before the Ice Witch finished speaking, she raised her hand and tapped her fingertips on Unity's forehead.

Along with an invisible magic ripple, Unity was slightly stunned.

She didn't feel any discomfort at all, she was just surprised that the opponent was so fast and she didn't have the slightest ability to deal with it.

After a few breaths, the fluctuations in the air in the room calmed down, nothing happened, and the Ice Witch withdrew her hand.

"It's okay. I gave you the magic [Purifying Mind Curse] to relieve the negative state, but you showed no signs of being mentally controlled."

The Ice Witch apologized to Unity.

"It's okay, thank you very much for helping me cast the spell-breaking magic."

Unity waved her hands quickly, secretly marveling in her heart.

She was actually worried about what Landry might do to her spiritual world that day.

Fortunately, quite unfathomable reinforcements came back.

Hearing that the other party said that her mental world was normal, Unity felt relieved.

"Hey, teacher, can this kind of curse-breaking technique remove mind-control spells?"

Hyperion asked curiously.

Wouldn't it be possible to solve the problem like Rashael's power [Controlling the Heart of Blood]?

"First of all, if the opponent is an eighth-level military god, it will not be so easy for the curse-breaking spell to completely hit and work. Secondly, if it is a higher-level mental negative state, it cannot be resolved with my magic. I can only illuminate it. Come out. Unless there is a more targeted way to break the curse, such as the high-level priest of the Moon Goddess, maybe there is a way to break the curse."

The Ice Witch explained to Hyperion.

This is why she believes that the probability of Violet being controlled by the Sixth Army Divine Water Beryl is extremely low. As the high priest of the Moon Goddess, Violet is probably not affected by mind control magic at all.

Of course, another major prerequisite for being controlled by [Blood Controlling Heart] is that you have a broken heart. If you are a person with a flawless heart, Rashal's power will not be able to work on him.

"Got it."

Hyperion was generally convinced that Landry was not disguised as Rashal, the third ancestor of the vampires.

If it were Rashal, Unity would probably be under forced control.

Because Unity had just openly revealed her deepest regrets to Hyperion, she was within the control of Rashal.

"Huberlian, if you feel dangerous, there is no need to take risks. Your safety is more important."

Unity cherishes Hyperion and the combat power she brings, and they can play a more important role.

If Landry really couldn't be killed, there was no need to bet on the best assassins their allies had in Brilda.

"Don't worry, he won't survive tonight."

Hyperion's expression was still as calm as ever, and her eyes were tinged with a hint of an executioner's color.

She hated such imperial lackeys with deep hatred.

She still remembered the newspaper that day. Under the administrative building of the Imperial Special Operations, several secret service officers cordially received the young Imperial professor in a gray coat. Their collusion and overwhelming power were all written on that page. On the banner of "loyalty and courage first, protecting the country with iron and blood".

Landry was also proud of this, with his back straight and his thumbs up.

"This war criminal, invader..."

Hyperion was itching to see this, and she had long wanted to kill this imperial military scientist who developed biological extermination weapons.

Everyone in that photo might be harboring evil intentions, but this professor's warlord temperament was not an act.

Unity breathed a sigh of relief.

"By the way, Hyperion, the information about the actors and actresses of the released version of "Romance of the Holy War - Cinderella" that you asked me to help you investigate last time was hidden by Abigail. It is said that there is a confidentiality contract. The supernova actors she discovered involve commercial secrets, and their information will be disclosed in the next important project, and we cannot investigate it for the time being."

After Unity handed over the task, the stone hanging in her heart was temporarily relieved, and she started chatting with Hyperion.

Although Unity will still feel nervous and worried about Hyperion before the results of tonight's mission, but seeing the confidence and calmness of Hyperion and her companions, Unity also feels that tonight Derry will not live long enough.

"Oh okay, thank you."

Hyperion nodded.

She also heard about Director Abigail.

As the chief director of the Brilda Opera House, Abigail is also the leading talented magic craftsman in the Creain Empire. However, her interest is not in magic engineering at all. Due to her special attributes, sometimes the empire has to ask for her. When it comes to doing things, it’s not surprising that Director Abigail has extraordinary connections and means.

"Don't worry, Xiubao, they can't be Lan Qi and Tata."

Sinola comforted Huberine and said.

Although this guess is ridiculous.

But Sinora understood that Hyperion seemed to have unintentionally asked Unity to ask her a favor last time. In fact, ever since she saw the opera, Hyperion had been internally internalized and thinking wildly. She was worried that Thalia had already died in the past few months. Got it together with Lan Qi.

But the play is indeed a bit strange. There is no real affection between the actors, so it may be difficult to perform it.

"No, I believe them, I really believe them."

Hyperion stubbornly shook her head and denied to Sinola,

"I just feel that the actors in the play have a sense of déjà vu. Maybe one of the male and female protagonists is dressed by Ranchi or Tata?"

Hyperion said firmly.

Her aunt and her soon-to-be-boyfriend were in the clear, and they had been traveling for half a year. She was reassured that they would not cross the line.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt a little restless.

She wanted to get down to business quickly, only in this way could she calm down.

"Be careful."

Unity gave further instructions and stood up to send them away.

Now Unity feels more and more that Landry is a very chaotic person.

He already had two fiancées, but he actually wanted her to send an allied fiancée over.

Unity suspected that Landry simply wanted her to offer a female spy as a sacrifice for his pleasure. Such a bad taste also made Unity difficult to evaluate.

"Miss Unity, tonight I will let you see what it means to be called by the King of Hell."

Hyperion smiled coldly at Unity and promised.

Let's not talk about her already superb stealth skills at the seventh level.

Following four great demons, they entered Landry's house, and whoever she called would die.