Don't confiscate my citizenship

Outside the stage, under the starry dome of the theater.

"..."

Antanas looked at the curtain, and the dim light and shadow of the stage were reflected on his face, bright or dark.

The heartbeat of the demon governor and the voice of the half-witch lady echoed in this space in the panoramic sound system.

Antanas had not talked to Shinora beside him since the last scene, focusing on the story, as if isolated from the world, staring at the figures of the demon man and woman.

She knew that what the governor feared in this farewell was not death or life, but the separation that could never be reunited.

Suddenly, the light in the theater woke her up and brought Antanas back to her senses.

At this moment, the gorgeous lights were like stars, illuminating the entire music hall and decorating it into a dreamy universe.

The dozens of meters high chandeliers inside the opera house, countless crystal clear crystals refracted a hazy light under the kiss of the lights, and sprinkled the soft but bright gratings on the wine-red carpet, weaving a colorful scene.

Looking at the empty giant opera house again, Antanas leaned back in her chair and relaxedly looked up at the sky. She almost forgot that today was just a rehearsal.

The fantasy opera that was changed into a slightly "horror" one is actually a sheep in wolf's clothing - curse and coldness. I thought I was no longer your favorite person, but in the end it was just a contradiction between nothingness and reality.

All the terrifying atmosphere and suspense are for the final warm ending.

The two lonely souls got the answer in the end.

The song ended with a quiet and ethereal ending, with a long aftertaste.

The distant melody seemed to be whispering, praying, gazing, and meditating. The trauma may never heal, but the power of love will eventually heal the scars.

The last note sounded and disappeared silently, leaving a feeling that lingered in my heart for a long time.

At this point, the performance finally came to an end.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work. Today's rehearsal was very good. We just need to polish some details next."

Abigail stood up and applauded the actors on the stage to show her approval.

As long as she can maintain this state, she believes that the performance in a month will be successful.

The staff on the stage all looked like they had accomplished a great success. Only Lanqi and Hyperion seemed to be immersed in a dream, and they were a little dazed and had not recovered.

Abigail saw this and did not mean to call them again.

The situation of each actor may be different, but many actors will indeed immerse themselves in the emotions and psychological state of the role for a short time after the performance. This is called "difficult to get out of the play" in the performing arts industry. On the one hand, the role substitution is strong. In order to shape the role, they will think deeply and experience the psychology of the role during the rehearsal and performance, and the substitution will continue for a period of time.

On the other hand, there is the continuity of emotions and states. Drama performances often involve strong emotional expressions. The emotions and physiological states produced by actors during performances will not disappear immediately. After two hours of wholehearted performance, from playing a role to returning to real life, actors may need a process of psychological adaptation and identity transformation.

In addition, the performance itself is a very dedicated and physically demanding process. After the curtain call, excitement or fatigue will appear, affecting the state in a short period of time.

Abigail slowly walked onto the stage and came to Lanqi and Hyperion.

"Thank you for your hard work today. You performed very well. Have a good rest."

She gently pressed Lanqi and Hyperion's shoulders, and at the same time looked at Lanqi, indicating that they didn't need to worry about the theater, and she would take care of the next work.

"Then Abigail, see you tomorrow."

Lanqi gradually sobered up and looked at Abigail, and then stared at Hyperion, as if he didn't want to take his eyes off her, and as if he was still in fear, afraid that she would suddenly disappear.

"Send her home."

Abigail patted Lanci's back, as if urging him to leave quickly, or hoping that he would go and spend time alone with Hyperion.

Hyperion now looked very fragile. The theater and the stage were no longer suitable for them. They should leave here.

"Yeah."

Lanci nodded, grabbed Hyperion's hand and walked downstairs.

Hyperion was a little surprised when Lanci took the initiative to grab her hand, and then she also held it tightly as if she had made up her mind.

Lanci and Hyperion walked up the marble stairs covered with thick red carpet in the aisle of the auditorium.

They walked through the heavy and beautifully carved double doors together, as if they had stepped into another time and space.

After leaving the opera house performance hall, they walked quickly through the inner corridor of the opera house, a little hurried, but not without courtesy.

When they passed through a door, they finally came to the outside of the building and saw this clear and bright city.

They stood on the side of the riverside bridge near the opera house, on the stone road of the riverside park.

This is one of the north exits of the Ikerite Opera House.

"Lanqi..."

Huprienne whispered his name, looking at the afternoon sky of Ikerite.

The rehearsal was supposed to start in the afternoon, and after they finished, it was almost four or five o'clock.

"Huprienne, I'm always here."

Lanqi said to her confidently.

"I know. No matter what difficulties I encounter, you will appear immediately. I don't know what else I will pursue after meeting you in this life..."

Huprienne lowered her eyes and recalled several turning points in her life. She thought the biggest turning point was the time when the sky fell after her father disappeared. Unexpectedly, the day she met Lanqi at Ikrit Academy was the day that really changed her life.

Sometimes you may think it is just an ordinary day, but maybe it is actually the best day in your life.

Later I found out...

Maybe there is a better day.

"I don't know since when, my wish to the goddess of fate has become to have you always by my side."

She looked up at Lanqi and confessed.

Now they are both still immersed in the emotions just now.

"I think my understanding of Lanqilos may have improved now."

Lanqi said with sadness in his eyes.

Whenever Lanqi stared at the stars in Purgatory City, what was he thinking?

Even if those meteors gave him 10,000 wishes, he probably only hoped that Miss Witch would be by his side.

"Your eyes look more like a teenager, not a merciful saint."

Hyperian reached out her hand, wanting to touch Lanqi's cheek and see the emerald eyes more clearly.

Lanqi's joy or sorrow was never for himself at first.

It was more about seeing the happiness and suffering of others, which touched his heart.

He never had emotions because of himself.

At some point, he learned to be happy during the long journey and began to consider his own happiness, but he still didn't learn to be sad. He would not really feel fear and loss from the bottom of his heart.

"Do you think I'm weaker now?"

Lanqi asked her. He had a weakness in his heart, and maybe he would not be so strong in the future.

After all, everyone knew that a large part of his strength was that he had an inhuman heart.

"Lanclos's journey is a process of tempering steel, slowly transforming from human nature to divinity, and ending the suffering and bad world. Your journey is a process of finding the heart with love and regaining human status."

Huprienne curved her autumn-water eyes, implying endless tenderness and tenderness.

"..."

Lanqi did not speak, he just raised his hand and pressed against Hyperion's hand on his cheek.

The starlight thousands of miles away is now beside him.

Not only can he look at her, but he can even touch her.

The two of them waited in silence for a moment.

Lanqi finally took her to the bridge leading to the north bank of the Yarra moat.

"My home is..."

Huprienne originally planned to tell Lanqi that her home was south of Ikerite, and the Cat Boss Restaurant and Ikerite Academy were both south of the opera house, so they should go south, but after thinking about it, she took back her words.

It was a leisurely afternoon today, and they could take more walks.

She also wanted to stay with him for a while.

"But Ranchi, can you take me to the temple of the Church of the Goddess of Destiny first?"

Hyperian asked Ranchi.

The Holy Knight of their Church of the Goddess of Destiny, Miss Florence, wanted to meet her for a detailed discussion. She originally planned to go to the temple to find Florence after the rehearsal today.

It just so happened that the temple of the Church of the Goddess of Destiny was on the north bank of the Yala moat, and it was not far from the opera house, so it was easy to walk there.

"No problem, but your teacher Artemis is in the audience of the opera house today. Do you still want to go to the temple?"

Ranchi looked in the direction, subconsciously planned the route, and asked Hyperion.

He knew that Hyperion wanted to continue to be a priest after returning to Ikerit. After completing the graduation procedures at Ikerit College, his employment intention was probably to go to the Church of the Goddess of Destiny.

"No, no, it was Miss Florence who came to me."

Hyperian told him.

Florence, the Paladin leader who has been working for the Church of the Goddess of Fate in Ikerit for a long time as Loren's replacement, is now often in the temple, and Hyperion often sees her. Because they keep in touch, they have a very good relationship.

"Miss Florence, I haven't seen her for a long time. The last few formal meetings were when she asked me to help her make a [Transmutation: Human] disguised as a boy, and consulted some questions in the student union room."

Lanqi recalled that the president's sister was a very friendly and kind clergyman.

They walked through a forest path in a square park.

The view was widened again.

In the afternoon sky with sparse clouds, a flock of birds flew in the distance.

This place is far away from the dense crowds in the commercial district on the other side of the river. The wind gently caressed their cheeks and blew past them, and they squinted their eyes in comfort.

The afternoon in Ikerit in winter is as pleasant as spring.

The noise of people, the performance of musicians, and the laughter and singing of unknown people can all be conveyed here.

Vigorous citizens shuttled back and forth on the road outside the square, surrounded by magnificent buildings, many of which were decorated with ancient statues of legendary gods.

The statues of the goddess of fate were watching them.

These places were the places that Hyperion might pass by when she went to the Church of the Goddess of Fate, but she didn't know why Lanqi, who rarely went to the Church of the Goddess of Fate, was so familiar with the route from the opera house to the church.

The clock hand on the clock tower on one side of the temple square passed four o'clock.

The Ikriti Church of the Goddess of Fate was located at the end of this square.

The door of the temple was half open, and the carved doorposts were covered with vines, turning into witnesses of history and quietly guarding this holy place.

"Recently, I have been doing more and more work for Professor Borao, and these jobs were originally the work of Dean Loren. Dean Loren is also the high priest of the Church of Destiny, so in a sense, I am doing this. Doesn’t it count as working for the Church of Destiny?”

Lan Qi and Hyperion were chatting.

"Forget it, I approve of you."

Hyperion originally thought this didn't count, but since it was Lan Qi, she agreed.

After stepping on the steps, this ethereal palace, which has been tempered by thousands of years of faith, appears in front of you.

Their steps passed through the palace gate.

When the hot natural light shines on the white reliefs from the window lattice, the portraits of gods of different shapes seem to flicker, giving them the illusion that the gods are performing ancient legends.

"But are you really on vacation..."

Hyperion always felt that this person couldn't take any time off.

It's not that he really wants to take the initiative and keep himself busy. He actually wants to do nothing. It's just because he is too enthusiastic. When he encounters other people's entrustments, he will basically take it to heart as long as he can help him.

She knew that all the work that Lan Qi was doing was the work of the Sage Institute. Since Dean Loren couldn't come back, it had all fallen to Professor Borao, the dean of the Magic Institute. Now Professor Pollao has changed hands. When Lan Qi got it, it was equivalent to giving them the Sage Academy.

“I should be on vacation when I can calm down and admire the flowers on the roadside and think about what the flower is called.”

Ranch gave his verdict on vacation and work.

It is not simply defined by busyness and workload, but the state of inner experience of leisure.

"It makes sense."

Hyperion nodded again.

They passed through the solemn and quiet space deep in the temple. Pure white stone pillars stood majestically in the hall. The further they walked inside, the clearer their footsteps became.

When they came to the huge door of the temple's confidential room, Hyperion gently knocked on the door made of pure white jade and deep gray stone.

"Miss Florence, I am Hyperion, may I excuse you now?"

"Come in quickly, come in quickly."

Along with the sound of books being thrown to the ground, or the sound of accidentally collapsing a pile of documents on the table, Florence's expectant words also sounded from inside the door.

Lanqi and Hyperion took each side and pushed open the heavy stone door. In front of them was an office with a high ceiling like a cathedral. The white brick grooves on the surrounding walls were filled with the classics of the Church of Destiny.

In the meeting area in the center of the church, a boy-like man was sitting quietly behind a desk.

Florence was slightly surprised that Ranchi was here today, but it soon turned into a joyful welcome. "Classmate Lanqi, hello!"

Florence smiled and waved to say hello to Lanci and Hyperion, revealing her dimples.

"Come and sit."

She stood up and motioned for Lan Qi and Hyperian to sit on the sofa in the meeting area.

After Lan Qi and Hyperion closed the door, she simply removed her disguise and returned to her original appearance.

I saw that she looked only slightly more mature than the students of Icerite Academy. Her whole body was filled with a harmless aura, her facial features were delicate, and her skin was very tender. Her bright red lips were her biggest feature, but she was not Like makeup, but nature.

The most important thing is that she and the president have the same pear hair color.

It made both Lanci and Hyperion feel close to each other.

"Miss Florence, it's been a long time."

Lan Qi and Hyperion sat down, and he said hello to Florence.

During the student union period, the two of them received a lot of care from the president. After many incidents were handled by the trio of Wangdu bullies, the president helped them handle the follow-up affairs and make them smooth.

"The invisible transformation technique you made for me is really useful. It helped me a lot. You are worthy of being a platinum-level card maker."

Florence praised sincerely without any hint of flattery.

"You're welcome, you're rewarded, I'm probably the worst platinum-level card maker when I'm alone, haha."

Lan Qi responded with a smile.

He heard Hyperion talk about Florence's state after learning that Loren was surrounded and killed by the three war gods.

But now it was completely impossible to tell that Florence had been crying for a while, and now her face seemed to be glowing.

At this point, he was relieved.

"Miss Florence, what do you want to do with me today?"

Hyperion asked Florence.

"Do I need to avoid it?"

Lan Qi immediately asked the two of them.

"No, no, no!"

Florence waved her hands repeatedly.

It wasn't a big deal in the church to begin with, and Lan Qi was also an insider.

"You should also know that Loren will return to the Kingdom of Hutton in about a month, and may pass through Icerita for a day or two..."

Florence twirled her fingers uneasily and spoke to the two of them.

Originally, after she had been here for a while, she should have returned to the Kingdom of Canbera in the western hub of the Southern Continent.

Because of the war, she stayed here for several months.

Now that the war has initially ended, she may not be able to stay here long before she has to go back.

When she stays in her hometown of the Kingdom of Canberra, she has to disguise herself as a man most of the time, so in most people's minds, she will be a young man.

All this is because she was born in the martial arts family Atelred in the Kingdom of Canberra on the west side of the Southern Continent. As the eldest daughter, Florence, after the birth of her younger brother, her father, Duke Atelred, discovered The eldest son had no fighting talent, so he considered his eldest daughter Florence to be the next generation head of the family.

But before that, she wanted to see Loren again.

If they don't see each other this time, the next time they can meet again will probably be the year of the monkey and the month of the horse.

The western hub area is not as close to Loren as the eastern region, and even the hatred and wariness with the Creja Empire will not disappear for a long time. She and Loren will now unknowingly become the emperor and duke's daughter of the enemy country.

"It's really difficult to handle. By then he won't even know that you are a woman, let alone want to marry you to the Creation Empire."

Lan Qi dragged his chin and already started thinking about the ending of the brother line.

If Florence doesn't see Loren this time, the brotherhood will basically be closed.

"Wait, Lan Qi, what are you talking about!"

Florence's cheeks suddenly turned red and she stretched out her arms and shook her palms.

She, she didn't think that at all...

Well, actually more or less, I may have thought of those...

Subconsciously, she didn't want to lose the last chance of luck.

"Who knew he would become an emperor... Will he still recognize me as his brother after he becomes an emperor..."

Florence mumbled again, as if she had no hope, knowing full well how difficult her fantasy would be.

Everything about the current situation is full of absurdity.

What would happen even if she met Loren? She couldn't make an appointment to become brothers with the emperor of the empire in the future.

Moreover, her status in the Canberra Empire is also special. Even if she sees Emperor Creation, she cannot talk nonsense, but must take her seriously as an envoy.

Before Lan Qi can give guidance——

"In one month, go see Loren as you really are."

Hyperion encouraged.

"ah?"

Florence made a surprised and panicked sound.

"No, no, no, if he suddenly sees me turning into a girl, he will definitely feel very strange. How can a boy dress up as a girl?"

She shook her head repeatedly.

"How is that possible! He will definitely be surprised by your transformation!"

Hyperion spoke to Florence with great determination.

"..."

Lan Qi stood aside and did not dare to speak. Originally, he planned to provide Florence with emotional counseling help as he did in the student union room before, but he did not expect Hyperion to be so radical today.

He was a little worried that Loren wouldn't be too surprised even if he saw Florence's true body, and would even ask, "Brother, why are you dressed like this today?" because Loren might be used to this kind of thing. And he preconceptionally believed that Florence was a boy, and would not consider the fact that Florence was a real girl.

"Miss Florence, you are a super cute girl! Take off your armor."

Hyperion was still encouraging Florence with all her strength.

Today she would push Florence to take that step no matter what.

Florence could no longer regret it.

"Really, really?"

Florence shyly averted her eyes and looked at her palms.

She never thought that she would become like a wife. She couldn't even take care of her own life. She made Loren's house a mess and needed domestic help to clean it up.

Sometimes I just think about how great it would be to be a lifelong brother with Loren.

"Listen to me, you're right."

Hyperion said firmly, as if she were Florence's superior priest.

That look seemed to tell Florence that it was definitely a wise choice to follow instructor Xiao Xiu's command.

"good……"

Florence finally couldn't resist Hyperion's strong request.

She nodded with her heart pounding. Just thinking about giving Loren a surprise in a month made her so nervous that she even wanted to confess to the goddess.

"stop……"

Florence gave Hyperion a meaningful look.

The two of them agreed last time that the next time Florence went to hang out with Loren, Hyperion would help her and give her some guidance, and even Lan Qi didn't know.

This agreement, which I thought could not be fulfilled, has now come to be fulfilled.

"Don't worry."

Hyperion also nodded seriously.

She will definitely give Miss Florence the greatest support on the date.

…

Half an hour later.

At dusk in Icerite, Lanci and Hyperion once again strolled through the Temple Square in the northern district of Icerite.

It's still a long way to go back to the Duke's Palace in the southern district of Ikerite, even by car.

The warm orange sunshine shines on the bustling city-state with many high-rise buildings, coating the buildings with a layer of gold.

The slanting sun slowly sets on the skyline, and the sky fades from bright golden to soft rose and violet.

"Lan Qi, you have to work hard for tomorrow's rehearsal."

Hyperion ran towards the lakeside bridge, deliberately keeping a little distance from him, standing on the bridge and turned around to preach to him.

The breeze blew gently, blowing Hyperion's long hair.

This subtle distance is just like it was during their rehearsal on the stage.

"Okay, I ask you to take care of me on the day of the performance in a month. If I fall behind, I have to rely on you to make up for it."

Lan Qi said with a smile that didn't look so confident.

Of course, it is also possible that he is showing weakness as usual.

But Hyperion didn't care.

"Don't worry, I'm here."

Hyperion patted her chest and assured.

She raised her hand, put it to her mouth as if holding a microphone, and coughed twice.

"Hold my hand and stay with me for the rest of your life."

Hyperion raised her hand to Lan Qi and said.

The corners of her lips were slightly raised with joy, and her bright eyes were shining like the sunset behind her.

"..."

Lan Qi looked at that golden moment in a daze, and time stood still in this afternoon.

Hyperion was looking at him playfully.

It was like telling him that he was practicing his lines.

Of course, she would not tell Lan Qi whether there was any other specific meaning.

Lan Qi walked towards her.

The bell tower clock ticked.

The sound of waves on the lakeside is gentle.

I don’t know who brought Drifting Dream here.

Lan Qi reached out and hugged her shoulders tightly.

"Eh?"

Hyperion was hugged by him in surprise.

"You're not a ghost. Do you really think I can't control you?"

Lan Qi hugged her tightly, leaving her with nowhere to escape.

"Eh?"

Hyperion thought he had committed a foul.

“God has brought us together and let no one tear us apart.”

He returned to the stage and spoke silently as if reciting his lines.

"It's not Lan Qi, those are my words."

Hyperion looked at Lan Qi with flushed cheeks.

Lan Qi also used the same method to deal with her.

There was a director watching over the scene and they couldn't change the lines, but this was off-screen, so she couldn't beat Lan Qi!

She finally gave up her resistance and was captured by Lan Qi.

Quiet and motionless.

There is only the setting sun and the swaying shadows of the trees.