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The vehicle should be almost at the Rock Interchange Station. Sitting on the armrest, you can feel the obvious slowdown, but it will still take a while before entering the station and stopping.

The small table between the two of them was covered with an exquisite tablecloth, with gilt-edged china and sparkling tableware, as well as several bottles of Milford collar brewed fruit wine. There was also a small ice magic wine cabinet under the table, which contained Various drinks and pastries.

Their luggage has been checked in and will be transferred directly to the next train. Finally, it will be transported to the Protos Royal Academy by the special delivery service of Herrom Central Station. When they get off the train, they only need to carry their luggage with them. Small personal belongings of respective types of documents.

"The imperial capital of Herrom is actually a good city for tourism. After all, in Herrom, there are many attractions around the school, such as the Herrom Zoo, the Endless Library, and the Starry Sky Theater. With that psychedelic natural magic flowing through the moat, it would be great if there were not the depressing coursework of Protus Royal Academy of Magic."

Michula sighed as she looked out the glass car window where the scenery and pictures were gradually slowing down.

Hyperion nodded.

Although Lan Qi told her at the beginning that after completing the project in the Northern Continent, she must have a good time without any distractions, but now she has a huge mission on her shoulders, and there is no way to accompany Lan Qi to realize this plan, or Said that the environment has not allowed them to relax and regard the Protos Empire as a place to travel.

As for the original idea of ​​observing the [Original Slate-Seal], the current situation in the empire is too dangerous and it is no longer possible to realize it.

However, this trip to the Northern Continent, which was granted an extra two months of leave by Loren Slate - Healing], no matter what happens, I can still do business after returning to Icerite Academy.

She held her cheek thoughtfully and looked out the window quietly, her silky hair falling sideways on her shoulders.

"Sister, are you thinking about that man named Rocky again?"

Until Michaela's cold voice interrupted Hyperion's thoughts.

"Is it obvious?"

Hyperion was stunned for a moment, then put down the hand holding her head and looked at Michula.

Previously, in the temple of the Kingdom of Estherland, the Ice Witch would spot her every time. However, when she arrived in the Protos Empire, even Mithra said the same thing after seeing her in a daze.

"It's not very obvious, but it's easy to guess."

Mithra replied.

She became more and more curious about the man who could make someone as outstanding as her sister always think about her.

"Hopefully he's doing okay."

Hyperion breathed a sigh of relief and said.

"What kind of person is he?"

Michelle asked curiously.

"I just hope he can live a peaceful life."

Hyperion thought for a while and really didn't know how to evaluate Lan Qi, so she could only sigh.

"..."

Mi Xiula wondered, does her sister have such low requirements?

This guy named Rocky can't be someone who hangs out all day long and wants to feed his sister.

Looking at her sister, she also wants to keep him without letting him go out to work.

No, there is something wrong with this kind of man, and he may have already deceived his sister.

"When we find him, I will help you take a look at this man."

Michelle clenched her fists and said with serious eyes.

"Mixiura, have you misunderstood something? He is actually a very good person and always takes care of me. But sometimes his appearance is too naughty and unbearable, and once he starts to do something seriously, When it comes to this... there is a feeling that people are very afraid of his talent."

Hyperion stared into Michula's eyes and tried to explain what kind of person the real Lan Qi was. As she spoke, she couldn't help but shook her head bitterly. No matter how much merit she earned, she could not help but Lan Qi used it quickly.

Misura frowned in confusion.

She didn't know whether what her sister said was true, or whether she was just a deceived girl.

"Then I want to see what this guy is capable of and how powerful he is in the eyes of others."

Mi XiuLa feels that her sister's love brain filter is too serious.

When the train passed the last speed bump steadily, both Michaela and Hyperion in the carriage realized that they had arrived at the station where the rocks intersected. The sound of the magic energy running weakened and the train gradually stopped.

The majestic appearance of the Rock Junction Station slowly came into their sight. What came into view outside the window was a giant structure intertwined with history and the future. The platform was grand and clear, and its dome was made of crystal-clear glass, with weak light filtering through it. Like scattered stardust lightly sprinkled in the hall.

The further they went towards the imperial capital of Herrom, the more Hyperion felt that she was getting closer to Lanci.

Because when she was in the Kingdom of Estherland, she always imagined that Lanqi would be on the south coast of the empire or in the imperial capital of Herom.

However, as the train stopped, Hyperion also understood that if she wanted to go to Helrom, she had to first pass through the heavily blocked blockade of Box Mountain Province, and here, she left the Kingdom of Estherland and Milford. De Ling, she has to rely on herself for everything, no one will help her anymore.

Hyperion and Michaela stood up from their chairs, picked up their purses, walked out of the aisle of the carriage where they were, and slowly walked into the belly of the station.

Huge stone pillars support the sky of each platform. These stone pillars have witnessed countless trains traveling from north to south, suturing the edges and center of the empire. Nowadays, the arrival of trains has become much rarer than before, which is a great blessing to this country. The bustling giant station is covered with a veil of loneliness.

On the station platform, the imperial soldiers holding weapons were like dark statues, standing motionless, looking particularly solemn.

Many imperial residents and passengers on the platform level looked anxious, as if they could feel the tight strings in the air.

Passengers cautiously left the platform step by step and walked towards the station hall, trying their best to avoid any direct line of sight with those figures as hard as rocks.

Two well-traveled passages guide everyone's journey - one leads to the extension of the transfer, and the other leads directly to the exit.

Most travelers undoubtedly choose the latter and head to Box Mountain Province.

If trains coming from the northwest of the empire change trains, they will either go north to the Snowfield Province, or go south and leave the northern blockade.

There are often very few people going to the Snowfield Province. A long way ahead is the Northern Border Province, which is close to the front. If you want to go south, you will be subject to strict inspections.

These days, the news is not right.

The Nirvana branch stopped most people who wanted to leave the northern blockade, and the whereabouts of a few selected people are now unknown.

They claimed to have brought "people suspected of endangering the empire" to the temple of the Knights of Annihilation for further observation and investigation, but no one knew what the Knights of Annihilation would do to the people detained there, and what else they would do. Is there any hope of coming out again.

Of course, this successfully deterred many Imperial residents who wanted to leave the North, and at the same time greatly reduced the screening workload of the minions of Annihilation.

In the transfer passage, the footsteps of Hyperion and Michaela echoed on the stone-paved road.

Until they approached the checkpoint, the Imperial Army and the Annihilation Priests along the way were staring at the two of them.

Those standing at the pass responsible for inspection are no longer the Imperial Army troops, but the high priests of the Nirvana branch and a group of heavily armed elites of the Nirvana branch.

The high priest standing in front of the examination table exuded a powerful magical aura. The purple holy seal on his left chest flashed in the light, as if revealing the glory of power. His eyes were like the judge's scales, precise and sharp. Weighing everyone who passes by.

Hyperion and Michaela had calm expressions and kept walking. Went to the checkpoint and queued up.

Although there weren't many people at the front of the line, it obviously took a long time to screen everyone.

It wasn't until more than ten minutes passed that the two of them finally arrived at the front.

The high priest's keen, owl-like eyes stared at them both.

The two men stepped forward and handed over all the documents needed to pass this pass.

After the high priest noticed the identity of the two people, his eyes became much calmer, but he still did not relax his guard. While looking through the documents and materials, he raised his eyes to observe the two people.

"It turns out to be the daughter of Earl Milford."

The two eldest ladies of the Milford Territory are not ordinary residents of the empire, and they can affect the Earl of Milford's bishop vote in late April. There is no need to embarrass them.

It wasn't until the high priest saw Hyperion's admission letter from Protos Royal Academy of Magic that he finally frowned.

Then he decisively handed Michula's ID back to her, and turned to look at Hyperion.

"Miss Michaela can go, Miss Miriam Milford, you need to accept our investigation."

The words of the high priest were like the wind on a winter night, sharp and full of power.

At the same time, all the elite priests behind him entered a state of combat readiness.

The air in front of the pass froze in an instant, and the atmosphere changed from a calm chat to a tense one.

Hyperion's gentle face also tensed up at this moment, and a trace of surprise and deep doubt flashed in her eyes.

Even though she was performing her usual acting skills and performing the most normal reactions, her heart beat couldn't stop accelerating.

The high priest's eyes were focused on her like sharp arrows, sharp and unquestionable, not caring about her expression or whether she was innocent.

Behind him, rows of Knights of Annihilation in heavy armor clenched their weapons, and there was a dull sound between the plates. Everyone's movements seemed extremely cautious, as if they had touched the most sensitive nerves. Astonishing power will burst out with a single command.

Passengers waiting at the back of the queue also felt the tense atmosphere, and many subconsciously stepped back, not daring to make a sound.

During the brief silence, an indescribable electric current filled the air, and even a small sound could become a spark that detonated the whole place.

"Can I ask why?"

Hyperion asked, confused and worried.

She couldn't figure it out for a while.

I have not done anything suspicious, and there should be no omissions in the admission letter.

Being stopped for no reason, this mysterious sense of unknown made her feel extremely dangerous.

"I'm sorry, I can't reveal it. I hope you can follow us by yourself and don't let us do anything."

The archpriest responded politely, but his expression was extremely cold.

In the past, their job in the Northwest Province was to search for the remnants of the Church of the Goddess of Destiny.

But now they have a more important mission.

Compared with the current mission, the previous search work was just a piece of cake.

Their biggest duty when they came to this city-state was to intercept and capture two enemies. According to the information disclosed by the Holy Son of Nirvana, one of them must be a woman, and the other's identity is unknown. Any target who is a woman is particularly suspicious.

The danger level of this mission is so high that they would rather kill by mistake than let it go. If anything is missed, the fate of anyone involved will be unimaginable.

The admission materials for the Royal Academy of Magic in Protos show that Miss Miriam Milford is a fifth-level student.

Female, tall and tall, the highest strength she can currently use is around level five.

Everything is consistent with the characteristics of the woman that the Holy Son of Nirvana is tracking.

Although the empire has not detected camouflage magic on her, her thieving and artistic functions can still be disguised to a certain extent, which cannot be detected by magic detection.

The only difference is that this woman cannot feel the obvious power of sealing magic.

Is she the person the bishop is looking for?

I am afraid that only the Holy Son of Nirvana can discern it.

But the high priest turned to look at the clock in the level hall.

Judging by the time, Agnello should be back soon.

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