Chapter 360: Hyperion also has a passive ability to absorb hatred

The vehicle should be approaching Rock Junction Station. Sitting in the reclining chair, I can feel the obvious deceleration, but it will take a while to enter the station and stop.

The small table between the two of them was covered with an exquisite tablecloth, and was decorated with gilded china, glittering cutlery, and several bottles of Milford Collar Brewed Fruit Wine. There was also a small ice magic wine cabinet under the table, which contained a variety of drinks and pastries.

Their luggage has been checked in and will be transferred directly to the next train, and finally delivered to the Royal Academy of Protoss by the special delivery service of Helrom Central Station. When they get off the train, they only need to carry small personal belongings such as their own documents.

"The Imperial Capital Helrom is actually a good city for tourism. After all, there are many attractions around the school in Helrom, such as the Helrom Zoo, the Endless Library and the Starry Sky Theater, as well as the psychedelic natural magic flow moat. It would be great if the Protoss Royal School of Magic didn't have such depressing classes."

Michela sighed as she looked out the window at the scenes and images that were gradually changing slowly.

Hyperion nodded.

Although Lanqi had told her at the beginning that after finishing the project in the Northern Continent, she must enjoy the trip without distraction, but now she has a huge mission on her shoulders and cannot accompany Lanqi to realize this plan, or the environment no longer allows them to relax and regard the Protoss Empire as a travel destination.

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

However, no matter how much the subject deviates from the expected during this trip to the Northern Continent, which Loren had granted her with an extra two months of vacation, if everything goes well, at least Lanqi can go back to the Kingdom of Aethertalan with her to observe her teacher's [Original Slate-Healing], and at least she will be able to complete the task when she returns to Ikerit Academy.

She held her cheek thoughtfully, looking quietly out the window, her soft hair falling diagonally on her shoulders.

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

Until Michela's sudden voice interrupted Hyperion's thoughts.

"Is it obvious?"

Hyperion was stunned at first, then she put down her hand that was supporting her head and looked at Michela.

Previously in the temple of the Kingdom of Aethertalan, the Ice Witch would see through her every time. But when she arrived in the Protoss Empire, even Michella said so 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 who the man was that made her sister, who was so outstanding, always think about him.

"I hope he's doing okay."

Hubley Ann breathed a sigh of relief and said.

"What kind of person is he?"

Michela asked curiously.

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

Hyperion thought about it and really didn't know how to evaluate Lanci, so she could only sigh.

“…”

Michela wondered, are my sister's requirements so low?

This guy named Rocky, I don’t think he’s the kind of guy who hangs out outside all day and wants to live off my sister.

It seems like his sister also wants to keep him and not let him go out to work.

No, this kind of man has some problems. He may have deceived my sister.

"When we find him, I'll help you look after this man."

Michela clenched her fists and said with a serious look.

"Misra, did you misunderstand something? He is actually a very good person and always takes care of me. It's just that sometimes his appearances are too weird and can make people's heart and brain blood vessels unbearable. And once he gets serious about doing something... there's a feeling that makes people very afraid of his talent."

Hyperion stared into Michela's eyes and tried to explain what kind of person the real Ranci was. As she spoke, she couldn't help but shake her head bitterly. No matter how much merit she earned, it would not be as fast as Ranci could use it.

Mithra frowned in confusion.

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

"Then I want to see what this guy is capable of to be so powerful in your eyes."

Michela felt that her sister's love filter was too severe.

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

The majestic face of Rock Junction station slowly came into their sight. What came into view outside the window was a giant structure where history and the future were intertwined. The platform was grand and bright, and its dome was made of crystalline transparent glass. The weak light that penetrated through it was like scattered stardust lightly sprinkled in the hall.

The closer they got to the imperial capital of Helrom, the closer Hyperion felt she was to Ranchi.

Because when she was in the Kingdom of Aethertalan, she always imagined that Lanqi would be on the south coast of the empire or come to the imperial capital Helrom.

However, as the train came to a stop, Hyperion also understood that if she wanted to go to Helrom, she would have to pass through the heavily blocked Box Mountain Province first. And here, after leaving the Kingdom of Aethertalan and the Territory of Milford, she had to rely on herself for everything, and no one would help her anymore.

Hyperion and Michela stood up from their chairs, picked up their bags, walked out of the aisle of the carriage they were in, and slowly walked into the center of the station.

Giant stone pillars support the sky of every platform. These stone pillars have witnessed countless trains traveling to and from the north and south, stitching together the edge and center of the empire. Today, the arrival of trains has become much rarer than before, casting a veil of loneliness over this once bustling giant station.

On the station platform, the imperial soldiers holding weapons stood motionless like dark statues, looking particularly stern.

Many of the Imperial residents on the platform looked nervous, as if they could feel the taut strings in the air.

The passengers cautiously left the platform step by step and walked towards the station hall, trying their best to avoid any direct visual contact with those figures as hard as rocks.

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

Most travelers undoubtedly chose the latter and headed for Box Mountain Province.

If the train coming from the northwest of the empire changes trains, it can either go north to the Snowfield Province, or go south to leave the northern blockade area.

There are usually very few people going to the Snowfield Province. A long journey ahead is the Northern Border Province close to the front line. If you want to go south, you will be subject to strict inspection.

There has been some bad news these days.

The Silent Branch stopped most of the people who wanted to leave the northern blockade area, and the whereabouts of the few selected people are now unknown.

They claimed that they had taken "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 priests of Annihilation would do to the detained people there, and whether there was any hope for them to get out again.

Of course, this successfully deterred many imperial residents who wanted to leave the North, and it also greatly reduced the screening workload of the minions of Silence.

In the transfer passage, Hyperion and Michella's footsteps echoed on the stone-paved road.

As they approached the checkpoint, the Imperial Army and the priests of Silence were staring at them along the way.

Those standing at the checkpoint in charge of inspection were no longer the Imperial Army troops, but the Grand Priest of the Silent Branch and a group of heavily armed elite soldiers of the Silent Branch.

The high priest standing in front of the examination table exuded a powerful magical aura. The purple holy seal on his left chest flickered in the light, as if revealing the glory of power. His eyes were like the scales of a judge, precise and sharp, weighing every passerby.

Hyperion and Michela walked calmly to the checkpoint and lined up.

Although there were not many people at the front of the line, it was obvious that screening each person would take a long time.

After more than ten minutes, the two of them finally arrived at the front.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The high priest's owlish eyes were fixed upon them both.

The two men stepped forward and presented all the documents needed to pass this checkpoint.

After noticing the identities of the two men, the high priest's expression calmed down a lot, but he still did not let his guard down. While looking through the documents and materials, he raised his eyes and observed the two men.

"It turns out she is the daughter of the Earl of Milford."

The two eldest ladies of Milford County are not ordinary residents of the empire, which is enough to influence the Earl of Milford's bishop's vote in late April. There is no need to make things difficult for them.

It was not until the high priest saw Hyperion's admission letter to the Protoss Royal Academy of Magic that he finally frowned.

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

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

The words of the Archbishop were like the wind on a winter night, sharp and powerful.

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

The air in front of the checkpoint froze in an instant, changing from a calm chatty atmosphere to a tense one.

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

Although she was acting as usual and had the most normal reaction, her heartbeat couldn't help but speed up.

The high priest's gaze shot at her like a sharp arrow, fierce and unquestionable, not caring at all about her expression or whether she was innocent.

Behind him, rows of heavily armored Knights of Destruction gripped their weapons tightly, and dull sounds came from between the plate armors. Every movement seemed extremely cautious, as if they had touched the most sensitive nerves, waiting to unleash astonishing power at the command.

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

During the brief silence, there was an indescribable electric current in the air, and even the slightest sound could become a spark that ignited the whole place.

"Can I ask why?"

Hyperion asked, confused and worried.

She couldn't understand it for a moment.

I haven't done anything suspicious, so there shouldn't be any omissions in the admission letter.

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

"I'm sorry, I can't tell you. I hope you can come with us on your own and don't let us do anything."

The high priest responded politely, but his expression was unusually cold.

In the past, their job in the Northwestern 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 searches were just small fry.

Their biggest duty in this city-state is to intercept and capture two enemies. According to the information released by the Son of Nirvana, one of them must be a female and the other's identity is unknown. Any target whose identity is female is particularly suspicious.

The danger level of this mission is so high that they would rather kill someone by mistake than let him go. If there is any negligence, the fate of any person involved will be unimaginable.

The admission materials of the Protoss Royal Academy of Magic show that Miss Miriam Milford is at the fifth level.

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

Everything fits the characteristics of the woman that the Son of Extinction is tracking down.

Although the Empire did not detect any disguise magic on her, her thief and artist functions still allowed her to disguise herself to a certain extent, which was undetectable by magic detection.

The only difference is that there is no obvious sealing magic power on this woman.

Is she the person the bishop is looking for?

I'm afraid only the Son of Nirvana can tell.

But the high priest turned and looked at the clock in the checkpoint hall.

Judging from the time, Agnello should be back soon.

This week, the average daily update is over 6,000! I am so tired! Please, dads, please give me the monthly pass at the beginning of the month! Please, dads! 　　 　 (End of this chapter)