Don't confiscate my citizenship

It is said——

The eve of the festival is actually part of the festival.

"It's really winter."

Even while lying in bed, Hyperion could feel the winter festival atmosphere in the monastery of St. Creation outside the window.

Today, the shopkeepers in Brilda must have been busy decorating their shops and preparing to sell the Lunar Festival-themed products tomorrow. The young male and female students in the monastery are worrying about how to match their clothes, and the teachers are also afraid that they will The monastery lost all dignity during the great festival.

Every grand festival is bound to be a lively scene.

"The Southern Continent is in the midst of a war. Because of this, when the festival comes, everyone is even more eager to have a carnival and have fun, in order to dilute the gloom in their hearts."

Thalia looked out the window at the increasingly lighter rain and snow, and spoke to Hyperion.

This is what Lan Qi taught her.

She didn't have much idea about human festivals before.

In the bedroom on the second floor, the two lost track of time as soon as they started chatting. Now they glanced at the clock and found that it was already past ten in the morning.

"I hope it will be sunny tomorrow, at least cloudy, no rain, and at most light snow."

Hyperion put her hands together in a strange posture.

"I hope so."

Thalia just nodded casually.

For things like the weather, you can't even predict the moon god that everyone will worship tomorrow.

No weather will affect her eating, so it doesn't matter to her.

"By the way, Tata, you have been chatting with me for so long and you haven't eaten yet. Are you hungry?"

Hyperion suddenly realized and asked Thalia.

"Kind of."

Thalia touched her belly.

I was originally distracted by Hyperion, but now that she was mentioned, I suddenly felt hungry.

Just thinking about it, she heard a growling sound from the flat belly she touched with her palm.

It's time to go downstairs and get some breakfast and lunch.

"By the way, Hyperion, there is one more thing."

When Thalia thought of the people downstairs, she stared at Hyperion again.

"Your mother, Ifatiya, has been found."

She almost forgot to tell Hyperion this crucial thing.

There were so many things she wanted to say that she couldn't seem to finish them all in her short chat.

Hyperion was stunned when she heard this.

Like no reaction.

She slowly raised her head and looked directly at Thalia with her amber eyes.

"Where is she?"

Hyperion turned to ask extremely excitedly. She could no longer hold back the sudden and violent emotions, and her eyes became red.

Ever since she could remember, she had imagined countless times what kind of woman her mother was.

The only thing that can be relied upon are the photos in the Duke's palace and the Duke's paintings. The shadow of Sleeping Beauty has never had a real conversation with his mother Ifatia.

"She's downstairs."

Thalia replied, pointing to the carpet at her feet.

Hyperion lifted the quilt and ran out the door without even putting on her shoes, tears falling from the corners of her eyes.

It was as if the severe pain in her body that was about to break apart her bones was completely numb at this moment, or all the pain was nothing compared to the obsession of missing her.

"Huberlian wait."

Thalia quickly caught up and hugged Hyperion's waist and pulled her back to the bed. She comforted the trembling Hyperion, held Hyperion's ankles, helped her put on her shoes, and asked her to put them on. Jacket then led her downstairs.

She understood how important this moment was for Hyperion.

No less than the gentle land of falling has come true.

Or perhaps the wish that Hyperion had made every day since she was a child became a reality at this moment, so much so that she couldn't react the first moment she heard it.

But Hyperion needed to recuperate and detoxify. The winter in Creation was colder than she imagined. The first floor was not as warm as the bedroom on the second floor. This was the moment when her resistance was weakest and she might catch a cold.

"Are you feeling cold?"

Thalia led Hyperion to the second floor corridor, and the air instantly became several degrees cooler than the room.

"I, I don't know."

Hyperion's voice and hands were trembling, and she could only hold Thalia half tightly.

Maybe it was because I was too nervous, or maybe there was a hint of fear.

"It doesn't matter, I will hug you if you are cold, and hold you if you are afraid. It doesn't matter, let's go see Ifatiya."

Thalia turned sideways and hugged Hyperion until she transferred the warmth in her arms to Hyperion, then continued to lead her towards the stairs.

Thalia could surprisingly understand Hyperion's mood at this moment.

Sometimes when seeing an old friend, this sudden reunion may bring fear to people, because they are afraid of losing it again, afraid that one day she will suddenly disappear, and afraid that they will never see her again.

"Thank you, Tata."

Hyperion shook her head, let her breath calm down a little, and followed Thalia.

There were thousands of words she wanted to say to the gray-haired woman in front of her, but she knew she couldn't finish them at this moment.

In fact, with Thalia here, she would not be afraid. The person who really gave her maternal love was not her imaginary biological mother, but Thalia who stayed by her side every day and night.

Thalia and Hyperion came to the living room on the second floor, walked down the stairs connecting the living room on the second floor, and slowly saw the entrance to the spacious living room on the first floor.

It was approaching eleven o'clock on a winter morning, and wisps of cold sunlight shined through the floor-to-ceiling windows on the Elsaiya Sanctuary heraldic carpet in the living room.

Ifatia sat in front of the leather sofa, staring at the program on the screen with lifeless eyes, without any smile on her face.

She fiddled with thin and flexible bamboo sticks, thin paper dyed in various colors, and translucent oil paper in her hands, absent-mindedly making handicrafts for the Moon Goddess Festival.

Tomorrow, many imperial people will release moon lanterns in the Monastery of Saint Cremon, let the moon lanterns float towards the silver moon under the night sky, and pray for the blessing of the Moon Goddess, and bless them to be safe and healthy in the new year.

The living room was quiet, and only the ticking of the clock could be heard.

After a while, the light footsteps near the stairs attracted Ifatia's attention.

Hyperion walked slowly into the living room and was looking at the young woman on the sofa.

Their eyes met. The two women looked about the same age, both with beautiful silver hair, but Ifatia cut it short to be more playful.

"..."

Hupriyan stood at the stairs, staring at Ifatia without blinking, trying to imprint her mother's face deeply in her mind.

Ifatia timidly met her daughter's gaze.

She opened her mouth, but couldn't speak.

After so many years, how should she face this child who had been abandoned by her?

Guilt, regret and longing surged into her heart like a tide.

Ifatia clenched her palms.

The two looked at each other from a distance of several meters, tears rolling in their eyes.

The air in the living room seemed to freeze.

"Go."

Talia had let go of Hyperion's hand, patted her on the back, and even pushed her forward.

After a long time, Hyperion seemed to stumble, and then took a step and walked towards her mother.

Her tears burst out, leaving two tear marks on her cheeks.

One step, two steps, she trotted to Ifatia and stretched out her arms to hug her mother.

"Mom!"

Hupriyan cried and buried her head in Ifatia's shoulder.

"Hupriyan, you call me mom...? Don't you hate me?"

Ifatia mechanically hugged her daughter back, and her tears uncontrollably wetted her hair.

Hupriyan's voice was like a sharp blade, cutting her heart inch by inch.

Ifatia didn't know how to speak and ask for her daughter's forgiveness.

Her seemingly willful choice actually caused unimaginable harm to Ifatia. When Ifatia understood this, her daughter had grown up.

"How could I hate you? I missed you for more than 6,000 days."

Hupriyan hugged her weeping petite mother, and her heart was as painful as hers.

In her childhood, she had dreamed countless times of her mother returning, holding her hand, and taking her to Nanwantina to see the sea.

"I...I..."

Ifatia choked, unable to breathe, and even unable to speak clearly.

Whenever she remembered those words of Ikerite, she would reach out to the old days, the happiness that she once had but could no longer find.

When you are alone, there are always some words that are difficult to understand. This longing cannot be expressed in words, and it is terrifying and extremely pitiful.

Then there was a long silence.

Only sobbing echoed in the living room.

"Why are you crying like two tearful people."

Talia came over, looked at the two helplessly and smiled.

The two who missed each other too much were particularly restrained when they met, and they couldn't speak for a long time.

"Tell it slowly, don't be anxious."

Only Talia understood their feelings, sitting beside them, holding one hand each, folding them together, to make them feel more at ease.

Hyperion and Ifatia were like children and sisters to her.

"Hupélian, I, I really didn't abandon you because I don't love you. It's just that many years ago, I didn't fully understand human emotions, and I didn't realize how hurtful this was to children in human society."

Ifatia lowered her head, closed her eyes, and said to Hyperion.

I don't know since when.

She wanted to see Hyperion more and more.

If it was a demon child like her, even if she had no parents since childhood and was thrown into the Demon King's Palace, she would not miss her parents at all.

But it's different for humans.

"I know, I know everything, my father told me a long time ago. My father is not lying to me, after all, he is the one who knows you best."

Hupélian shook her head, rubbed Ifatia's cheek, and replied.

"Wu-Hupélian, why don't you scold me a few words, I'm sorry for you wuwuwu."

Ifatia cried like a tearful person, sobbing and hugging Hyperion tightly.

She was not only sorry for Hyperion, but also for Migaiya.

Even though she was so incompetent, Migaia always spoke well of her and raised her daughter to be such a kind and sincere woman.

Ifatia never thought that when she saw her daughter again, her daughter would be taller than herself.

"No, I never hated you. I think about you every day and night."

Hupriyan sobbed and rejected.

"Woo, I will never leave you again. We will be together forever."

Ifatia could no longer control her emotions.

Hyperion's call was colored with warmth and echoed in her heart.

"Mom..."

Hupriyan heard Ifatia crying, she also wanted to cry, and Ifatia heard Hyperion crying, she couldn't stop crying.

"You two patients, take a good rest."

Talia wiped their tears and patted their backs to comfort them.

In a trance, time seemed to flow backwards.

The mother and daughter hugged each other like this, letting their tears flow, talking about their thoughts, thoughts, and endless words.

Outside the window, rain and snow fell, and the courtyard was covered with silver.

The sky was like a lead-colored cloud, endless and boring.

But the brisk voices rang out from time to time in the living room of the winter mansion.

In this world where the floor-to-ceiling windows turned into gray and white curtains, their energetic and cheerful voices sounded particularly vivid.

For a long time.

Ifatia finally let go of the hands that were holding Hyperion's arms.

"Whose daughter is this? She is so beautiful."

Ifatia choked and stroked her daughter's cheek. She couldn't help but sigh.

"You gave birth to her."

Hyperion burst into tears and laughed.

Although Ifatia's personality is different from what she imagined, and she is not the kind of dignified and clear duke's lady, she is much easier to get along with than she imagined. She is like a woman who is more lively than Antanas, and she can become friends with her immediately.

"When I go back, no one in Ikerite dares to bully my daughter again."

Ifatia and Hyperion smiled at each other, and there was a new hope in their tearful eyes.

She heard from Antanas and Sinora that Hyperion had a hard life after Migaia disappeared, and it was only when she met Lanqi that things started to get better. Later, although her reputation was tied to Lanqi, no one dared to mess with Hyperion, and a good friend named Frey always helped them, and finally they were called the three bullies in the capital.

Ifatia was very curious about their stories in the capital.

They wanted to go back to Ikerite with their relatives and friends and start a new life.

Before that, all that was left was to end the turmoil, end the war, and find Migaia.

"Where are Antanas and the others?"

Huprienne wiped away her tears and looked back at the living room.

After she went downstairs, she didn't see anyone else in the mansion.

It wasn't an illusion, but Ifatia was probably the only one left on the first floor of the mansion.

"The four of them went back to the Kalchi Gallery at 84 Charing Cross Road to report to the Allies. Now we have to help Lanqi and Miss Unity resolve the misunderstanding and make the Allied intelligence personnel stationed in Brillda become our friends."

Ifatia looked at Hyperion and Talia and answered.

When Talia and Hyperion were upstairs, the others went out one after another and went about their own business.

"Where is Sid?"

Talia looked around again and found that the kitchen had finished work.

It seems that after everyone finished breakfast, Lanqi must have taken Boss Cat to class. Today is his working day.

Everyone is busy.

Yesterday was a rare Sunday.

Today is Monday.

Tomorrow will be another holiday because of the Moon Goddess Festival.

The holidays in the Kreihe Empire are especially frequent at the end of the year. For example, the National Day at the end of the month will be a week-long holiday, plus the previous weekend, a total of nine days of holiday.

"Sister Cid... Miss, she went to the Pantheon in Brillda. It seems that she wants to worship the goddess of fate. It is better to worship the goddess of the moon tomorrow according to custom. The goddess of the moon is also the goddess of the moon, so if you want to worship the goddess of fate, it is best to go today."

Ifatia was too relaxed and almost said something wrong, but fortunately she changed her words.

"Worship the goddess of fate..."

Huparian muttered.

She and Talia also talked about Cid upstairs.

Now they all found that Miss Cid was actually Sigrid, the Catholic Tyrant of the Northern Continent, otherwise there was no way to explain Cid's powerful power.

On the way downstairs, Talia told her that it was Sigrid who saved her mother. If it weren't for Sigrid's wolf blood, Ifatia would still be hiding in the underground ice cave palace of the Brillda Mafia, suffering the torture of the Blood King's divine fire every day.

As early as when she met the Ice Witch teacher, Hyperion knew that the Tyrant Catholic Church had reached a friendly cooperation with the Church of the Goddess of Destiny. She understood that the Tyrant Catholic Church was not an enemy, and now she couldn't hate the Tyrant Catholic Church with a straightforward and generous personality.

Despite this, she still felt complicated emotions towards this woman.

"Those who worship the goddess of fate, or dare to worship the goddess of fate, are not bad people. I believe it anyway."

Talia always remembered such a statement.

The divinity of the goddess of fate is that as long as you pray to her, she has the power to slightly interfere with your fate, and the more pious and longer you pray, the more your voice will be transmitted to her.

Swearing to the gods is a very solemn thing, and people believe that the gods will hear it.

The oaths made to each god must not be spoken carelessly. Regardless of whether these gods still exist and whether they can interfere in the world, there may be cause and effect.

It's a bit mysterious, but it is occasionally confirmed.

"At first, I heard that you and her get along like friends, I just felt incredible, but now I think, maybe I don't know Sigrid very well."

Huprienne reflected.

However, recalling her interactions with the Tyrant Catholic Sigrid in the Northern Continent, and her encounter with Miss Sid in the mansion, who was actually Sigrid in disguise, Hyperion felt that even if she wanted to get along well with Sigrid, the other party probably wouldn't like her too much.

After all, from Sigrid's perspective, she should be a little priest who doesn't get along.

"Actually, Sid is quite easy to get along with."

Talia wanted to tell her that Sigrid had also stayed with Hyperion last night, but she saw that Sigrid seemed to be hiding from Hyperion, as if Sigrid didn't want Hyperion to know that she liked her, so Talia didn't say it.

Let them talk about their own affairs, Talia won't interfere.

Because sometimes, for the same content, the answer given by others directly is wrong, and only the answer you figure out yourself is right.

"I will sincerely thank her for saving my mother."

Hyperion nodded affirmatively.

They always meet in this mansion.

Since Sigrid went to the Temple of the Gods to worship the Goddess of Fate, and will worship the Goddess of the Moon tomorrow, then she and her will definitely have something to talk about.

In the Cremon Empire, there is no special Church of the Goddess of Fate. The only way to find the statue of the Goddess of Fate is in the Temple of the Gods, where statues of gods stand, and there are also imperial priests who believe in various gods to maintain it.

Hyperion has always longed for the famous ancient site of the Crean Pantheon in the southern continent.

The Crean Empire actually believes in the God of War, but in addition to the newly built Pantheon in Crean in the past hundred years, the Pantheon in the ancient building of the Elsaya Sanctuary, where most priests and believers conduct activities, is more popular.

"By the way, sister Elsa also went to the Pantheon last time."

Ifatia tapped her lips with her index finger and thought.

That day, Landry's sister Elsa's afternoon schedule was very simple. She would go to the Pantheon to pray to the goddess for a while as usual, and then go back to school. As a result, she suddenly disappeared, which triggered the incident in which Lanqi took the griffin daughter Ursula to the Brillda Mafia to find someone.

It was that accident that made Lanqi and Talia bump into Ifatia, the real hidden boss of the Brillda Mafia.

It can only be said that there are vampires plotting in secret, and their targets are all vampires, so sooner or later they will meet because of the vampires.

"Elsa?"

It was the first time that Hyperion heard this name.

"She is the sister of Landry himself. She is both a wolf priestess and a devout priest. You should get along well. Maybe you will have a chance to meet her at the Moon Festival at Saint Cremon Monastery tomorrow."

Talia told Hyperion a story.

That happened before Hyperion came to Brillda, the capital of Cremon.

Tomorrow's Moon Festival at Saint Cremon Monastery will be a grand event for all students. It will be more lively than any other time at Ikerit College. Lanqi is currently playing the role of Landry, which is both his identity and his responsibility. As Elsa's parent, Lanqi may also have to send Elsa encouragement for the new school year. At the same time, as a professor, he also has to bless his own students.

As for Elsa's good friend, the key to taking Lanci to find Elsa that day, the griffin daughter Ursula, as the sister regarded as the shame of the family by the ninth military god, the Amethyst Ryan Marquis, perhaps the Ryan Marquis would not come to the monastery at all.

But it doesn't matter, Talia believes that Lanci will definitely thank Ursula.

After all, Lanci is sometimes normal and is really reliable to students.

"The ninth military god Amethyst Ryan..."

Huparian silently recited the name with fear.

The young imperial lieutenant general, brave and good at fighting, is said to be not much weaker than the seventh military god, the blood jade, Philip, and the eighth military god, the golden stone, Conzel. He is the best under the sixth military god, the water jade, Violet, and terrified the allies on the battlefield.

Now these military gods have truly returned to Brillda one after another.

This giant city in the heart of the empire is becoming more and more dangerous every day.

"Could my father's disappearance also be related to these military gods..."

Hupriyan believed in her father's strength and wisdom.

If you want to force Duke Migaiya into a desperate situation, it may not be possible to rely on the blood clan who can only act at night.

Perhaps it can only be accomplished with the assistance of the imperial military gods.

"This possibility is not ruled out, but Migaiya actually came to the Cremon Empire occasionally before you were born."

Ifatia thought about it and explained to Hyperion.

"Huh?"

Hupriyan looked at Ifatia in confusion.

She thought that Migaiya failed in the Cremon Empire in order to investigate Ifatia's information and find Ifatia back.

"In fact, before you were born, your father, Duke Migaiya, invested in a multinational company called Wilford Chamber of Commerce. With the help of this company's channels, he could easily change his identity and enter the Cremon Empire. Didn't he take you to the South Wantina Territory when you were a child?"

Ifatia explained and asked Hyperion.

"Well, I don't remember. When I was a kid, he did take me to Nanwantina Territory occasionally, but I don't remember what happened in Nanwantina Territory."

Huprienne touched her head. She was still a child at the age of a few years old, and her memory was as vague as a dream.

"Maybe I can only remember it when I revisit the old place..."

And at that time, she was very naughty and aggressive. She was bullied in the capital Ikerite. She could only cry at home after being wronged. Duke Migaiya might also want to take her to a different environment to relax.

Unfortunately, the last time we went to Nanwantina Territory, we were supposed to go to the Blue Wave Coast, but we encountered the Resurrection Church's full-scale attack on Nanwantina Territory, which resulted in Lanqi not being able to take them there.

"Wait."

Huprienne suddenly realized the more critical point in Ifatia's words.

Wilford Chamber of Commerce?

Isn't that the Chamber of Commerce in Ranchi?

The Wilfort family made a fortune because of this. Even during the war, the Wilfort family also had a special freight channel. According to Noe, it was left by a mysterious businessman more than ten years ago. The major shareholder invested He helped the Wilfort Chamber of Commerce establish a secret path to and from the Kingdom of Hutton and the Crean Empire.

This secret, the head of the family, Noe Wilford, did not even let Lan Qi know, because it was a guarantee for the benefactor of the Chamber of Commerce, and would not be exposed to anyone other than the head of the house. Apart from Noe, the only person left was Hans, the butler left by the mysterious businessman. learn.

It was only now that the Wilford Chamber of Commerce was closed down that the butler Hans and Pranay mentioned the past during a casual chat.

"Tata, Lan Qi told you about the world line that the goddess of fate let him see, right? In that world line, a tragedy would happen at the Wilford family. This was the first time Lan Qi wanted to come to Icerita. The original intention of studying is to change the future of the family and the people.”

Hyperion looked at Thalia, and she found that Thalia was also staring at her, with understanding in her golden eyes.

"I know."

Thalia nodded thoughtfully.

The vampires and the Church of Resurrection in the Creja Empire, the mystery of Duke Milaya's disappearance, and the Wilford massacre that will happen in the future, may all have inexplicable connections with each other.

The time when the Vampires took full control of the Creju Empire, the time when Duke Milaya was killed, and the time when the Wilford Chamber of Commerce was wiped out all overlapped.

The Wilford Chamber of Commerce is the key transnational chamber of commerce and transportation channel spanning the Kingdom of Hutton and the Empire of Creation.

This is a chain reaction.

The essence of the Wilfort tragedy is that if Hyperion dies and Duke Milaya suffers from a psychic fracture and is mentally controlled by the third ancestor Rashar, then the Wilfort family will also become a transnational channel controlled by the vampires.

The attitude of the Vampires towards humans has always been to throw them away after use.

After the value of the Wilford Chamber of Commerce is exhausted, it will naturally be purged by the vampires without leaving any clues. In that failed world line, the Wilford Chamber of Commerce may know a little too much, and sooner or later it will be a dead end.

So Lan Qi's idea of ​​​​wanting to destroy his own chamber of commerce was right from the beginning, but it was not entirely right. If the chamber of commerce was destroyed, even if Duke Milaya was really controlled, the vampires would lose such a channel, thus reducing their relationship with Will. Ford connection.

But as time goes by, the vampires have more strength, and maybe they will also clean up the Wilford Chamber of Commerce, a small hidden danger left by Duke Milaya.

The method of destroying the Chamber of Commerce is to treat the symptoms but not the root cause.

The real solution is to protect Hyperion, who is the real crystal.

The enthusiastic and quick-tempered Lanqi accidentally became friends with Hyperion. After protecting him all the way, he slowly discovered that Hyperion was the person who was linked to his destiny.

"It turns out that the major shareholder of the Wilford Chamber of Commerce is actually Duke Milaya."

Hyperion and Thalia looked at each other, saying nothing.

At this moment, they finally understood all the cause and effect.

Unexpectedly, I got the clue from Ifatiya's unintentional words.

"Tata, you remember, the last time the three of us went to Wilfort's house, Hans, the old butler of Wilfort's house, seemed to know me."

Hyperion asked Thalia.

The last time I went to Wilfort's house, Hyperion discovered that Hans was very respectful to her. Even before she gave her name, Hans called her Miss Hyperion.

"I didn't pay much attention to it at the time. After all, I was already very familiar with Hans by then."

Thalia had socialized a lot with the Ranch family's old butler Hans and the maid Francine more than a year ago.

Thinking about it now, it was indeed what Hyperion said.

"Hans? Isn't he from our family?"

Epatia remembered that the old housekeeper of their Melaya family was named Hans, and asked in surprise.

"It seems that Milaya left Hans at Wilford's house."

After hearing this, Thalia probably understood everything.

She also said at the beginning that the Wilford family was really rich. In such a borderland, they could have a top sixth-level master like Hans as a housekeeper and guard.

I'm afraid even Nan Wantina's housekeeper may not have this kind of housekeeper.

"By the way, why do you all know the Wilford family?"

Epatia thought for a long time but still couldn't figure out why Hyperion and Thalia were so familiar with the Wilford family's border chamber of commerce.

It stands to reason that the sister and daughter should have lived in the royal capital of Icerita for a long time, and apparently they did not know that the Wilford Chamber of Commerce was related to Duke Milaya's family before, and all this had been hidden by Duke Milaya.

"Don't you know? Ranch's full name is Ranch Wilford."

Hyperion looked at Epatia doubtfully.

"What, my brother is a child of the Wilford family?"

Epatia asked in shock.

After saying this, Ifatiya covered her mouth.

"elder brother?"

Hyperion's expression became even more puzzled.

She seemed to understand every word, but she didn't know what it meant when put together.

"I, I, I am talking about your brother. Isn't Lanqi taking care of you like a brother to you? As long as I am in Icerita, I will get you engaged when you are young."

Ifatiya spoke with sweat on her face.

She was too careless just now, or let her guard down too much.

Now she suddenly thought of another thing - when she gave birth, Lanqi might have just been born, and she actually regarded such a child as a brother, which was really shameful.

"This, this."

Hyperian blushed.

When she heard that Ifatia wanted to help her get engaged, she didn't know what to say.

"..."

Talia looked at the two of them speechlessly.

She could see what Ifatia and Hyperian were thinking.

Sure enough, the generation problem of humans is very troublesome.

And the most difficult one is undoubtedly the generation between Ifatia and Lanqi.

"Sister, I will not interfere with your relationship with Hyperian. I will support whoever wins."

Ifatia noticed Talia's eyes, and felt that the palms and backs of her hands were all flesh, and she firmly promised Talia.

In the past, she liked to eat melons with Antanas the most, but this time she ate melons at her own home, and it was hard to describe the confusion in her heart.

Ifatia thought more and more strangely.

If Talia wins, then she should call Lanqi brother.

If Hyperion wins, then Lanqi should call her mom.

She can still think straight now.

The only thing is that she is a little afraid that Lanqi will marry both Talia and Hyperion, then she really doesn't know how to call Lanqi.

Forget it, things have come to this point, and I can only cheer them both up. Anyway, no matter what, they will be a loving family in the future.