Don't confiscate my citizenship

At this moment, Antanas' fingers caused the magic fluctuations in the cell to reach a peak. The great power constructed by the demon race's innate magic flowed out from her fingertips and merged into the brow of the poet of great love.

The interweaving of light and shadow is like a dream bubble, beautiful and mysterious.

It is not only the condensation of magic power, but also the supreme ritual inheritance that only the demons themselves can possess.

As the mark between the Great Love Poet's brows formed, the Great Demon Antanas slowly withdrew her fingers.

The powerful magic began to gradually subside, but between the brows of the poet of great love, a new mark of deep light shone -

【Guardian Mark】

[Category: Soul Imprint]

[Level: Orange Epic]

[Attribute: Barrier]

【Level: 1】

[Passive effect: Gain a certain degree of magic defense. ]

[Note: Recognized by Guardian Antanas.]

"My innate magic is a full-coverage protective barrier that can detect movements within the barrier and respond immediately. The corresponding mark will not be too strong."

Antanas said helplessly that before the endowment was completed, the Great Demon actually did not know what the specific attributes of his own mark would be.

"Very good, thank you Miss Antanas."

The poet of great love answered with satisfaction.

Guardian Antanas's innate magic and the barrier magic she is good at, whether used as a defensive spell or as the overall commander of the organization, are quite excellent. She is an indispensable talent in the school.

"Are you familiar with Shinora, the Breaker of Law, and Pranay, the Truth?"

The poet of great love thought for a moment and asked Antanas the Guardian.

"What do you want with them?"

Antanas frowned.

Judging from her expression, she obviously didn't want to deal with those two big demons.

"I want to convince them and take them out as well."

The poet of great love replied.

His purpose for coming here today has not changed.

"...You are really crazy, and I am restrained by them. I can't beat them, and I may not be able to protect you."

Antanas shook his head repeatedly when he heard the great poet's firm tone.

She found that the little princess's ambition was truly terrifying. Her aura and domineering nature made her seem like that of a true king of the demon clan.

"You are not the eighth-level Talia or Ifatia. Even if you have the blood of the last descendant of the royal family, they will not care about anything."

Antanas added worriedly.

She is different from the two big demons. She can be said to be a relative and friend of the two little princesses. No matter what, she will have a good talk first. The other two guys may not even give them a chance to talk!

"Is the gold content of the eighth level higher, or is the gold content of the great demon clan higher?"

The great poet thought for a while and asked.

"Of course it's the Great Demon Clan."

Antanas replied.

An eighth-rank demon may not necessarily become a great demon, but only those who are eighth-rank can become a great demon.

The great poet nodded and said nothing more.

He is actually not far from the Great Demon Clan, so it is time to go to the negative fifth floor for investigation.

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Chapter 417: Lanqi's Treatment of Retired and Rehired Personnel

After a simple change of clothes, Antanas now looks like a trainee prison guard.

"I'm ready."

Although Antanas had transformed into a human before, he had never used a transformation spell to transform himself into a disguised state that he could not understand at all.

Next, after leaving the prison, I will probably have to flee carefully in the Protoss Empire until I successfully reach the Kingdom of Aethertalan and get help from the Ice Witch.

After all, Hyperion's identity is very clear. She is a spy of the Kingdom of Aethertalan. Their identities have some loopholes, and it is unknown when the clues will be discovered.

The country of Protoss is full of vigilance and hostility towards the demons. If you don't remain cautious when you return to the ground, you may be imprisoned again by accident.

Antanas had thought it through clearly. Before meeting Talia, no matter how long or difficult the journey ahead was, she would go all out to fulfill the contract she had made with the two little princesses.

The poet of great love took the student bracelet of the Protoss Royal School of Magic from the Tyrant Priest and gave it to Antanas who had turned into a human.

"Antanas, your new identity is that you are from Qinston City in the Snow Province of the Protoss Empire. You are a third-year student at the Protoss Royal School of Magic. After completing this assessment for the Helrom Prison Guard, you can apply for graduation. When we return to the prison base, you can get back your full set of certificates in the Protoss Empire from the safekeeping office."

The great poet pointed at the black bracelet and said.

"understood."

Antanas put on the bracelet and nodded in confirmation.

She didn't expect that her identity was prepared so perfectly, and she didn't know how long this fake identity could deceive the Protoss Empire.

"The Royal Protoss School of Magic will hire you as a senior professor. You will work four days a week and rest three days. You will also have work in the church, but that will be another salary, which will be split between the two. You can spend the rest of your time in the imperial capital Helrom to learn about modern life. Before we leave the Northern Continent, can you accept this arrangement?"

The great poet continued to add.

"..."

Antanas looked at the Great Love Poet in confusion.

How come they are still living in the Protoss Empire?

"Won't my fake identity be exposed?"

Antanas asked.

"These are all genuine. Whether it's your household registration or your school registration, they are all genuine. They were handled for you personally by the provincial governor and the president of the college."

The great poet of love explained.

"?"

Antanas was stunned.

She didn't come back to her senses for a long time.

During her stay in prison, to what extent did the two little demon princesses erode the Protoss Empire? How could they have such connections and power that allowed a prisoner demon like her to openly integrate into the imperial capital of Helrom and live a relaxed and free life?

What kind of sweet poison is this?

Enjoy it for a while first, and then go back to the southern continent with the two of them, so that you can meet Talia smoothly?

“Is this even realistic?”

Antanas shook his head, as if to confirm that this was reality and not the magic of [Falling Gentle Land].

She suddenly realized that this reality seemed a little unreal no matter how she looked at it.

"When you are in the Land of Falling Gentleness, you will not realize that you are under an illusion."

The great poet reminded helplessly.

Just like when you realize you are dreaming, you are almost awake.

"So... this is really reality..."

There was a flash of surprise in Antanas' eyes, and then joy filled his pupils.

A brilliant smile gradually formed at the corners of her mouth, and that smile seemed to light up the entire room.

Then she took a deep breath, trying to absorb all the happiness of the moment into her heart.

"Thank you, you are the pride of our demon clan. I will do my best to protect you in return for this kindness."

Antanas sincerely thanked the two relatives and descendants.

"..."

Hyperion felt Antanas' inexplicable respectful gaze, but it was difficult for her to deny it. She just felt that her human citizenship seemed to have been confiscated along with Ranchi.

She wanted to be a noble human priest, not the chosen little princess of the demon race...

"Let's go."

The conversation between the people in the cell was completely settled, and Lanqi took Antanas and Hyperion away from this special cell.

When they walked out of the cell, they chatted casually, as if they had formed some kind of tacit understanding in this brief exchange.

Outside the door, two other priests who had been waiting saw them come out and immediately saluted them.

Even though the appearance of their companion, the priestess, had not changed at all, they all knew that the creature beneath the appearance of the priestess was a legendary eighth-rank demon.

Antanas nodded to them as well.

She was well aware that the two humans were now their companions, and had a strong feeling of being dominated by the little princess.

"It's done. We can go to the negative fifth floor now."

The poet of great love said to the two priests, with satisfaction in her voice.

"Yes, my lord."

The Tyrant Priest responded.

Just as Antanas was about to discuss with them how to cooperate and move forward through the [Fallen Land of Tenderness], she saw a figure with black hair and green eyes stepping out without any precautions.

The others all stood where they were, with no intention of helping the great poet.

After a while, the poet of great love woke up and continued to move forward, triggering the illusion on the next large floor space.