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Hyperion came to the armchair, sat down, and looked out the window quietly.

She woke up before the sky outside the car window got bright, washed up early and packed her luggage, and she was extremely cautious along the way.

Ever since she left Milford County, the empire has been filled with a thick and weird atmosphere, as if it was always surrounded by a dark gray fog, making her unable to calm down.

"elder sister."

Not long after, Michela, who had just woken up, finished her preparations and sat opposite Hyperion. Although she didn't say anything, her intention should be to signal Hyperion that she was ready to leave at any time.

"I learned from the train attendant that the platform level at Rock Junction Station has been filled with Silence Priests these days. They are in a terrifying state of readiness, as if they will attack at any moment, causing panic among the people."

Hyperion sighed and said to Michela.

Although she had long thought that the event that could cause the main forces of the Silence branch in the Northwestern Province to come out in full force must be of great significance, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that some turmoil was taking place in the Protoss Empire, and an outsider like her could not see through the fog at all.

The less you understand, the more frightening it is.

"...When these guys were searching for spies from the Church of the Goddess of Fate and the Kingdom of Aethertalan in Milford Territory, they didn't go to this extent to block the station."

Mithra's tone clearly showed her dissatisfaction with this group of Resurrectionists.

"Don't worry, sister. A person of integrity has nothing to fear. There is no reason for the Silent Branch to target people from our Milford family."

Michela said confidently.

"……really."

Hyperion nodded.

"The most ridiculous thing is that the bishop election will be held in more than a week. My father will go to the imperial capital Helrom at that time. I guess he will vote for Bishop Silent. After all, no noble in the north dares not to vote for him now."

Whenever Michella mentioned the Church of Resurrection, there was a look of disgust in her eyes, especially towards the Nirvana branch. She wished she could expel all these cultists from Milford County.

What if Asksan was not voted for at the critical moment and Asksan won in the end? This guy might not do anything on the surface, but one day he would give the Northern Empire nobles who stabbed him in the back the most brutal reckoning.

Everyone knows what kind of person Bishop Asksan of Nirvana is.

When they got off the train, Michela had to hide her inner thoughts at the Rock Junction station filled with the henchmen of the Bishop of Annihilation. This was the last time she could chat freely on the train.

"This vote is inevitable for the Empire. I just hope that the lesser of three evils will be chosen. A win by Tyrant or Sadness is slightly better than a win by Destruction."

Hyperion shook her head.

She had limited knowledge of the style of the cardinals on this side of the Northern Continent.

According to the Ice Witch, the best outcome is for the Mourning Bishop to win.

Compared to the extremely ambitious and selfish Bishops of Annihilation and Tyranny, the Bishops of Mourning tend to be more conservative and neutral.

But this kind of thing was not something she could interfere with. The purpose of her trip was to rescue the great demon who was said to be her aunt's best friend from the Helrom Underground Prison, which would be a great success.

"Batian and Lamentation are not good people either. When we arrive in the imperial capital of Helrom, we may see priests from these two branches. We don't even know if there are any hidden members who have infiltrated the school... Anyway, no matter how friendly the people of the Resurrection Church may seem, don't believe anything they say."

Michela was very worried that her sister would be deceived by the evil believers of the Resurrection Church. Those crazy beasts were capable of doing anything.

If a high-ranking official of the Church of the Resurrection took a fancy to my sister's talent and her status in the Milford family, they might try to contact her or seduce her, so as to bring the Milford family to the southeastern branch of the Cardinal at this critical juncture of the empire.

"Don't worry, Michella. We are completely separate from the cultists and will never have anything to do with the Church of the Resurrection."

Hyperion smiled and assured Michela in a voice like the morning prayers in the temple in the past.

Hearing her sister say this, Michella felt relieved.

Seeing her sister's upright, kind and serious character, she firmly believed that her sister would never be the kind of person who could degenerate into the same group with the Resurrectionists.

There is still one chapter left to code, I will finish it before ten o'clock

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."

Hubbard 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.

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