Chapter 362 Lanqi's Shelter
The tense air condensed in the concourse of Rock Junction Station, like a piece of ice that was about to break.
Behind the passengers in line, a sudden sound was like a heavy stone thrown into the fragile ice, causing a reverberation! Everyone was evacuated by a newly arrived team of Silent Knights, and as they stepped back, their eyes turned to the source of the sound.
A young man in a dark grey suit slowly stood out from the crowd. He was slender and slightly thin, with a straight nose, thin lips and a well-defined face. Under the light, his eyes looked quiet and cold, yet filled with an unpredictable storm.
The only puzzling thing was that he was wearing a single-sided handcuff on his left hand, while on the other side of the handcuff was a light-haired woman who did not resist at all, had dull purple eyes, and lowered her head slightly, as if she was being escorted by a prosecutor as a serious criminal.
Soon, there was no need for the Knight of Annihilation to clear the way. The people around him instinctively sensed a sense of danger because of his presence and naturally moved aside. Even they themselves did not quite understand why this happened.
The gray-clothed man's pace did not seem to be hurried, but it was subtly changing the atmosphere in the station. The tension and chaos gradually became orderly under the guidance of his footsteps.
As he finally walked to the front of the crowd and stood in front of the two noble girls and the priests, the noble girls and the priests of Silence beside them all became nervous involuntarily.
Compared with ordinary people, the priests of the Nirvana branch are more afraid of the Son of Nirvana.
Or rather, they know better what kind of person the Son of Nirvana is.
The calm yet dangerous aura about this man was no illusion; saying the wrong thing in his presence could lead to unforeseen consequences.
"Why is it so confusing?"
The young man's voice sounded again, this time clearer than before, and his thoughts were even more unpredictable.
"Master Agnello."
The high priest quickly saluted the gray-robed youth. Compared to the two young noble ladies who had just been captured, it was more important to pay respect to the most dangerous person at the moment, the Son of Annihilation, and report his work. "We found a felon who is suspected to be the one you are hunting. We want to bring her to the Temple of the Knights of Annihilation and wait for your investigation. It took a lot of time to convince them."
There was a hint of taking credit in his tone.
When Hyperion heard the archpriest call the young man in front of him Agnello, her heart jumped into her throat.
Although the light gray-haired young man in front of him looked elegant and even had an indescribable sense of security, the fearful attitude of the priests of the Silence branch towards him showed how dangerous he was.
Her luck was terrible after all. Not only was she inexplicably stopped by the Silent Branch today, but she also encountered the enemy she least wanted to meet so soon.
Even Hyperion couldn't help but wonder if there was a traitor in the Church of the Goddess of Fate. But if there was a traitor, something was not right. The Son of Annihilation should have found a way to capture her in the Northwest Province. There was no need to go to so much trouble to lure her to the Box Mountain Province.
She could only keep her eyes on the Son of Annihilation, fearing that she would miss any details that might indicate a crucial change, but she did not dare to look him in the eye, fearing that this dangerous enemy would read the clues in this situation.
The young man's eyes swept over Hyperion and Michela. They were calm and deep, full of majesty that could not be pried into or ignored.
While waiting for the brief moment of scrutiny from the Son of Annihilation, Hyperion could feel the cold sweat on her palms. Even though she tried her best to control her breathing and make it look calm, her heartbeat was pounding like a drum, trying her best to calm the panic in her heart at this worst moment.
"Let them go."
The young man spoke calmly without any fluctuation in his voice.
He glanced at the material in the archbishop's hands.
Apparently, the two of them were students going to the Royal School of Magic of Protoss, and the tall one seemed to be regarded as a suspect of Sigrid by the high priest, so he wanted to detain them.
The archpriest was stunned.
Not only the archpriest, but even Hyperion and Michela showed surprised expressions.
They never expected that after this more dangerous guy showed up, the first thing he did was to simply and decisively let them pass.
"She is my prey, you got the wrong person."
The young man in gray raised his left hand, handcuffed with it, and the wrist of the girl next to him, who was unable to resist, was also lifted up.
The high priest's eyes were filled with astonishment, but after he understood the current situation, he became torn.
"But……"
The look in the eyes of the High Priest seemed to want the Son of Extinction to understand the situation here—
He has already offended the two earls, so instead of letting them go, he might as well make things extreme and ensure that Earl Milford will not cast a vote randomly!
"Instead of recounting the farce caused by your incompetence, you should hurry up and carry out the next task to make up for your mistake. Lord Asksan's great cause cannot afford any mistakes because of you."
The expression of the young man in gray was slightly unhappy, but that impatience was not due to ignorance of the situation, but to his control over the situation.
His eyes can see through everything. It is not only a physical barrier, but also a defense of the mind.
"Yes, sir."
Under such scrutiny, the high priest finally realized his own vulnerability and stepped back.
"Are you the Milford ladies?"
After a moment, the young man in gray walked a little closer to Hyperion and Michela. These two simple steps were like throwing a huge rock into Hyperion's heart, stirring up layers of emotions.
She did not let down her guard because of what the young man had said before. Instead, she felt even deeper confusion and fear because of all the incomprehensible experiences and changes today.
"Yes."
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Hyperion nodded calmly in reply.
"I'm sorry to scare you. When you get to the imperial capital, study hard and forget about these unpleasant things."
The gray-robed young man's voice became much calmer, and he looked at the two noble ladies and said.
Then he turned back to look at the high priest who had stopped them earlier, "Apologize to the two ladies. If Lord Asksan loses the election because of Earl Milford's key vote, how will you be responsible?"
“…”
Hearing this, the high priest lowered his head, clenched his teeth tightly, and the blood vessels on his forehead throbbed slightly. Even if he had many evil intentions in his heart towards these two domineering young ladies, he didn't dare to show his thoughts on his face.
Finally, the high priest took a deep breath, returned to his original posture, and bowed deeply to Hyperion and Michela.
"I'm sorry, both of you. Please be magnanimous and don't take this misunderstanding to heart for the sake of Master Agnello."
“…”
Neither Hyperion nor Michela responded, nor did they thank the Son of Nirvana.
After the Son of Extinction opened the way for them, they just glanced at him and quickly left this pass.
After walking through layers of stairs and corridors, they finally arrived at the brand new Platform 3. After confirming that no priests from the Silence branch were following them, Hyperion finally felt relieved.
This place is already under the jurisdiction of the Imperial Army, which is equivalent to leaving the northern blockade line and being able to go to the south at any time. Even the priests of the Silent Branch have no right to cross the Protoss Defense Department to arrest people here.
It's a feeling of thrill, relief, and surviving a disaster after falling from the sky.
"Sister, why would the Son of Silent Extinction help us?"
Michela pursed her lips tightly. She couldn't understand why the most terrifying guy in the Northwest Province would let them go so easily.
Hyperion shook her head and sat on the wide bench on the platform with a very complicated look, waiting for the train that would arrive at noon.
There are too many things she doesn't understand now.
She certainly would not thank Agnello, the most notorious Son of Nirvana in the legend, for helping them, but there seemed to be an indescribable sense of familiarity about him, as if she had seen this person somewhere before.
It was precisely because of this that Hyperion truly felt the danger and confusion, and even began to lose herself, and had the illusion that she could not distinguish between friends and foes.
Michella saw her sister's deep doubts, so she didn't ask any more questions. She sat quietly beside her and waited for the train to arrive.
(End of this chapter)