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"I understand."
Hyperion replied.
This could be considered as Earl Milford's entrustment of his son to someone else. It was clear that the situation in the empire was quite bad and it was on the verge of war breaking out at any time.
Although the count's face was always stern, his tone only made people believe that he was a sincere and friendly person.
After explaining all the important matters.
Lord Milford rose and walked to the window.
He looked at the spires in the distance of the city-state with a complicated expression.
"That most conspicuous building is the fortress of the Knights of Annihilation. Like the Imperial Army, they control the intelligence and authority of many city-states... But for now, as long as you don't take the initiative to investigate them, there is no need to be overly nervous in the city."
Lord Milford turned around and said to Hyperion,
"You can adapt to the life in the Protoss Empire in Milford Territory these days and relax a little. You can go shopping with Misura. She has been looking forward to meeting this rumored sister."
"Ah."
Hyperion understood what Lord Milford meant.
The seemingly light-hearted words actually contain deep meaning.
Hyperion was well prepared. After arriving in the Northwest Province, the first and most dangerous level of hell difficulty was to avoid the elite members of the Nirvana branch and the Son of Nirvana in the Northwest Province.
Currently, this group of minions under the Bishop of Silence are conducting a high-intensity search of the Northwestern Province and will not miss any opportunities in the enemy countries. They are the most terrifying and powerful enemies she needs to avoid in the week before heading to the imperial capital Helrom.
According to the Ice and Snow Witch, the Son of Silent Saint is a man who is like a life-chasing fox. Once you are targeted by him, there is almost no chance of escape unless you can defeat him!
And with Hyperion's current strength, even with the help of three sixth-rank clergymen, she can hardly deal with the Son of Nirvana, not to mention that the entire Northwest Province is the home ground of the Nirvana branch, so she must never fight with it.
According to Earl Milford's request, only by portraying the Earl's daughter in the most natural way can one deceive everyone perfectly!
"Don't worry, I will always be in the best condition and won't let the Son of Extinction target me."
Hyperion was nervous inside, but she clenched her fist firmly and answered.
however.
"..."
Lord Milford was slightly stunned.
He felt that the priestess seemed to have misunderstood what he meant.
"I forgot to tell you... You are very lucky. For some reason, the Holy Son of Silent led all the main forces of the Northwest Province to the north of the empire two days ago... So Milford County is very safe now."
Lord Milford explained awkwardly,
"Just have fun and relax your tense nerves. The goddess must be blessing you."
Perhaps because he never liked to laugh, Hyperion thought the atmosphere was very solemn, which was a misunderstanding.
"what?"
Hyperion was stunned.
The Son of Silent Saint left with a large group? She could even travel in Milford for seven days?
Isn't it said that the Journey to the Empire is extremely dangerous? Why does it become a baby difficulty at the beginning?
Chapter 340: The Peaceful Life of Hyperion
In the lounge of the Earl of Milford's mansion, the flames in the fireplace jump warmly, reflecting the edges of the velvet sofas and chairs slightly red, and also bringing necessary warmth to this towering interior. The crackling flames and the sound of burning wood add a touch of dynamics to the silent space.
Hyperion had her hands on her knees, her eyes complicated, as if she was thinking about something.
"Excuse me, Holy Son of Silent Destruction, why did you leave Northwestern Province in such a hurry?"
Hyperion looked towards Lord Milford and asked her question.
Although she knew that Lord Milford's intelligence was correct, she was still worried that this was a trap.
"It seems that something went wrong in the north of the empire, and Bishop Asksan of Annihilation has transferred it to the north."
Earl Milford also stroked his beard in confusion. He thought it was strange. How big a trouble would the North have to be in for the Bishop of Nirvana to transfer all the Sons of Nirvana there.
It was as if someone was helping Hyperion to draw away all the firepower.
Earl Milford was certain that the Son of Annihilation had now arrived at the northern transportation fortress Box Mountain Province by taking the magic rail route, and then began to head north.
"If the Son of Silent Resignation fails to complete the mission quickly, he may not be able to come back within seven days. But even if he comes back in the next few days, I will immediately help you plan a route to the imperial capital Helrom that can avoid him."
Lord Milford added.
He felt that the mission this young priestess was carrying was too heavy, and he didn't want her to have any more burdens if he could let her have a good rest.
"call."
Hearing this, Hyperion was completely relieved. Her tense heart felt a little dizzy for a moment because she was too relaxed, but it was difficult to calm down completely.
"Praise the goddess, please continue to bless Lady Hyperion."
The three priests prayed sincerely. In their opinion, this was a miracle of the goddess appearing.
As expected, she was able to become the disciple favored by the Saint and the spiritual friend of Mr. Lanqi Wilford. She was the girl of destiny chosen by the goddess of fate.
The new saint of the church must be Miss Hyperion.
"Goodbye... I won't have this kind of luck again. Helrom will not welcome me and create a new world for me."
Hyperion shook her head repeatedly. Sometimes being too lucky can be a little scary.
There is only so much luck in life, and whoever uses it up first goes first. Ever since she met Lanqi, her luck has become quite good. Unexpectedly, after a short separation from him, her luck has become even better.
Lanqi was sacrificing his merits in exchange for luck, so he had nothing to fear, but she was.
As the conversation came to an end.
Lord Milford leaned on his cane and looked out the door of the lounge.
"No matter what, you have worked hard all the way here, so take some rest. Miss Hyperion, your room is on the second floor. I will have the servants take you up there later. Also, Michella has probably been waiting near your room since she heard that you were coming today."
Earl Milford said to several clergymen of the Church of the Goddess of Destiny.
When mentioning his daughter Michella, he seemed a little helpless.
"It doesn't matter. I am Michela's cousin now. When we go to the imperial capital Helrom, I will take good care of her as my adopted sister. You can rest assured, Count."
Hyperion stood up and saluted again to Earl Milford, the helper of their church.
"Thank you, Miss Hyperion."
Earl Milford nodded slightly, touched the bronze lamp to cancel the soundproofing magic, and left the lounge with a few people.
When he opened the door, he saw a housekeeper in a dark blue uniform with gleaming silver buttons standing waiting at the far end of the mansion's corridor.
She bowed slightly to everyone. After Earl Milford noticed it, he turned back and said to Hyperion, "That's right. The housekeeper who is responsible for taking care of Michela is here. She will take you to your room."
Hyperion nodded, chatted briefly with Earl Milford and the three clergymen, said goodbye briefly, and walked away.
When the steward saw Hyperion, he bowed slightly and said in a respectful tone, "Please follow me, Miss Miriam."
……
In the corridor, the wall lamps cast a soft yellow light, making the stone walls look even older and more historical. Every few steps, there is a dark carved wooden door of a completely different style, and occasionally a faint light shines through the gap between the doors.
The housekeeper walked in front, her steps steady, neither fast nor slow, guiding Hyperion to keep up with her pace comfortably.
I walked up the stairs to the second floor and finally saw a figure standing in the distance at the end of the wide corridor on the second floor.
She has a slender figure and skin as white as snow. Her long golden hair is cleverly braided into a dignified bun, with two crystal jewelry on it. Her hands in translucent white gloves are placed quietly in front of her.
As he got closer, the girl also looked at him.
When you meet her eyes, you will find that the girl's eyes are bright, but her pupils are a little vertical, and the tips of her ears are slightly longer than normal people's.
Hyperion was familiar with such traits.
The girl waiting for him should be Michela, the daughter of Earl Milford. She might have a little demon blood, but at most only one-eighth or one-sixteenth mixed blood. Her demon characteristics are far less obvious than Hyperion's half-demon form after she removes her disguise.
It is said that in the Protoss Empire, there are many people with trace amounts of demon blood.
The blood of the demons does tend to bring stronger magical talents than ordinary humans, but they may also become extreme because of the demons' personalities.
Growing up in the Protoss Empire, an environment where demons are already hostile to each other, it is even easier for them to gradually find it difficult to get along with others.
The girl waited quietly until Hyperion approached without saying a word.
"Ms. Michella, I'm Miriam, and I'll be living here starting today."
Hyperion introduced herself to her in a friendly manner.
Michela looked Hyperion up and down with her eyes.
"Are you my sister?"
Michela seemed a little disappointed and shifted her slightly indifferent gaze away.
"!"
Hyperion was startled.
This familiar feeling reminded her of her hometown Ikerite.
Ever since her father disappeared, those who usually looked down on her but dared not show it seemed to have become even more aggressive, expressing their malice towards her unscrupulously, making her realize the fickleness of human nature.
After arriving in the Northern Continent, she finally met someone who was not very friendly to her.
"Come with me."
Michela said this with a cold face, and walked into Hyperion's room on her own. She seemed to have entered the guest room where Hyperion would live without permission.
"..."
Hyperion said nothing and followed him.
She had promised Lord Milford to take care of Michella.
Even if Michela is very willful, I will give in to her.
She had long been accustomed to tolerance during her days in Ikerit.