Don't confiscate my citizenship

"But most humans are not afraid because they cannot understand the meaning behind it, and the same goes for demons."

"Then we can't do anything... What's the difference between staying here and being in prison?"

Shinora asked, certain that she could not find a conclusion at this moment.

She is now in a most confused state.

She felt that what she had been insisting on for so long might not necessarily be right, but she couldn't find out what was truly right.

"..."

"Don't dwell on the past for too long, and don't expect too much from the future. The past is gone, and the future has not yet arrived. Now--"

The poet of great love was like savoring the warm light that slanted down from the prison cell, with a faint smile on his lips, he paused,

"Seize the present, the most important thing right now is the present."

When he looked at Shinora again, that was the only last word.

"And I will let you have the best present."

Every word of the poet of great love struck Shinola's heart like the heaviest keys of a piano.

There was silence in the cell for a long time.

Shinola stood in the shadows, head lowered.

"I can't understand what you're saying for the moment...but I need some time to think about it. Maybe I can figure it out, or maybe I can't..."

Is it really okay to just let go of the past, break the future, and start over?

There was a sense of punishment in my heart, as if I had betrayed the demon clan.

Antanas, who was standing on the other side, remained silent. She truly felt that Shinola's heart had been shaken.

Antanas was very pleased to hear the child beside her answer Sinora's initial question about the restoration of the country sincerely without using any deception.

Now I just think it’s too annoying.

After just a few minutes of conversation, Shinola was somewhat mind-controlled.

For some reason, the guy next to Antanas seemed to have a unique magic that could reach his heart and conquer him mentally.

Shinola, who is currently confused, is almost there. She is still missing something that will allow her to make up her mind completely and make a decision that goes against all her previous cognition.

What is missing?

As if noticing Shinora's daze and Antanas's inactivity, the Great Love Poet also began to chat with Antanas, leaving Shinora time to think.

"To be honest, whenever I think of Talia living a happy and fulfilling life, I find it hard to imagine the suffering you have endured in Helrom Prison all these years."

The poet of great love whispered to Antanas.

Shinola's ears trembled, and her eyes stared blankly at the poet of great love.

Is Talia doing well?

Judging from this black-haired, green-eyed girl, her father must be good-looking and talented. After all, with Talia's vision, anyone who can make her heart beat must be a one-in-a-million guy.

"If Miss Shinora hadn't wasted these hundred years, she would have lived a better life than Talia. After all, Miss Shinora is much better than Talia no matter how you look at her. She is obviously a popular type of woman. If she has to be locked up for another hundred years... Sigh..."

The poet of great love continued to shake his head and sigh.

"..."

Shinora's slender shoulders trembled.

If I think carefully about the past hundred years, I have wasted my precious time in prison and missed so many opportunities to enjoy a good life.

Compare it to Talia...

I'm so jealous that my teeth are broken!

She didn't dare to imagine what kind of life Talia was living at the moment, and what Talia's husband looked like!

"that……"

She finally spoke.

"What's the matter, Miss Shinola?"

The poet of great love tilted his head in confusion.

"Let's go. I want to seize the moment and don't want to waste even a second!"

Shinora clenched her fists firmly and said, her eyes now filled with only the desire for happiness, and she believed that the new king had the ability to fulfill this promise, and that his ideas and concepts were extremely correct.

Although she has not seen the new king's true form yet, she no longer cares. What she believes in is this beautiful soul that is communicating with her.

She had never thought that one day there would be someone so worthy of her loyalty. Even though she was still confused about some things, there was only one thing she was sure of: every minute and every second of communication with him was valuable. If there was no communication and no guidance, she would wander astray again and waste her life.

"very good."

I love the poet's smile.

He felt very gratified that he had saved another lost young woman.

"..."

The corner of Antanas' eyes twitched. After seeing it with her own eyes, she kept a little distance from the poet of great love. Now she felt more and more that there was something wrong with this guy.

Is your innate magic brainwashing?

Let me leave you here to brainwash the Protos Empire. Sinora's demands at the beginning were actually too conservative, and what you did was the real Protos evil god.

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Chapter 434 Lanqi's Fourth Passive

In the dark cell, Shinora stood in the depths, the faint light from the dome reflected in her pupils, as well as the black-haired, green-eyed girl bathed in the glow.

"..."

Shinola's eyes were no longer alert and thoughtful as before. Before she closed her eyes, there was only relief and gentleness.

She stood with her feet slightly apart, her hands gently folded in front of her abdomen, remaining reserved, her knees slightly bent, her eyelashes drooping modestly, her expression calm and friendly, neither overly enthusiastic nor indifferent.

Throughout the entire ceremony, the lady's movements were smooth and controlled, demonstrating her upbringing and confidence.

Then she gracefully recovered herself.

"I will follow you, new king."

Shinora whispered to herself, as if speaking to herself, as well as making a promise to Antanas and the Great Poet of Love.

"Then I will take you out of Helrom Prison. You may need to fight for me. The most important task in the near future is to work together with Antanas to deal with a powerful enemy of the eighth level. Is that okay?"

The great poet nodded and asked.

"Of course, I have pledged my loyalty to you. No need for a deal. I will naturally offer you my strength."

Shinora replied.

She hadn't fought seriously for a long time, so if she could make a contribution to the new king, she would naturally do her best.

"Please complete the contract with me."

Shinora placed her hands in front of her, looked away, and waited quietly. She had already accepted the contract.

What she was referring to at this moment was, of course, another more substantial contract.

The Protoss Empire has been keeping these great demons here instead of executing them, because it wants to use the ancient demon rituals that come with the Helrom Prison barrier to sign slave contracts with them.

This is also their only way to escape Helrom Prison and the Protoss Empire.

Unexpectedly, one day it would become the way for the new king to take them away.

She probably let go of all her resentment towards Helrom Prison.

If it was the power to become the new king, even if she would be branded as a slave for life, she could endure it...

"No, we just need to agree on a deal between the demons. Slaves are too much."

The Great Love Poet shook his head and waved his hands, denying Shinola's request.

"...?"

Shinora stared at the poet of great love in astonishment, not understanding what the new king was talking about.

Although the transactions made by the demons have backlash, they are not fatal. Only those big demons with strong personalities and extreme pride would go to the extent of committing suicide.

She was obviously not the demon who would do that.

Let's not talk about how the new king can circumvent the slave contract to take her out of Helrom Prison. Obviously, the slave contract is a more coercive means that can ensure the absolute loyalty and control of his subordinates. Why would the new king choose a more risky method?

Aren't you afraid that she won't obey you after you take her out...

"I believe you."

In response to Shinola's confused look, the poet of great love had only a simple answer.

There was no curve at the corners of his mouth, but his eyes were full of smiles.

That was not the cold look he gave when looking at an object or a subordinate, but the unconcealed love for the treasure he cherished. It even told her that she was not his subordinate, but was to be an equal to his friend.

"I……"

This feeling is like being suddenly blown by a warm breeze in the endless winter. What arises in the heart is not only heat, but also an inexplicable wave, which is like a spring deep in the heart, constantly gushing out.

Shinola didn't know how to describe his thoughts at the moment, he just wanted to respond to the other party's expectations.

"Thank you so much."

Shinola leaned forward and spoke in a low voice.

She never thought that she would be able to leave Helrom Prison so easily one day.

Even though the slave contract was undoubtedly the means to maximize benefits and minimize risks for the king who rescued her, the king still chose to protect her dignity as a great demon.

"Besides helping you deal with the enemy, is there anything else I can help you with?"

Shinola asked again.

"Can you give me your title mark?"