Don't confiscate my citizenship

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"By the way, Lisandra, could you please take care of Tamisa for me?"

Hyperion took the little gray cat out of her arms, stroked the sleeping cat carefully, and handed it to Lysandra.

The crisis has been resolved, and Lysandra has a safe office and secretary's lounge near the principal's office, which may be more suitable for the introverted Tamisha to rest in peace.

Hyperion found that she was indeed a bad mother and had not taken good care of Tamisa along the way. She asked the clever former court ceremonial officer Lysandra to make sure Tamisa had a good rest.

"No problem, leave the child to me."

Lysandra took the gray kitten and assured Hyperion,

"You guys should get some rest. I'll take my leave and go settle Tamisa."

She didn't plan to stay in the principal's office for long, so she bowed and left.

The door of the principal's office closed.

Only the principal and a few of his friends were left.

At this moment, the room was filled with relief after overcoming the danger, and all the worries were thrown away.

"It was a close call. If it were me in the past, I might not even be able to defeat Lord Blasphemy Melogas."

Sieglei clenched her fist and looked at her palm and said.

Before she was sealed in the Northern Continent, she was about level 88 according to Lanqi. Since she broke through the life-threatening seal, she has reached what Lanqi said is level 89.

If it were daytime, she and Melogas would probably be evenly matched, and it would be hard to say who would win or lose.

"Sieglie!"

Hyperion threw herself on Sieglery and didn't want to let go.

"Thank you for protecting me, you're the best!"

She felt extremely distressed when she thought of the injuries Sieglie had suffered before. She didn't know what to say to Sieglie in the corridor before, but now she could finally hug her.

Although Siggle has grown bigger, her cuteness has never changed.

"Huberlian..."

Sieglie was surprised to be hugged by Hyperion. The girl's warmth, softness, and the faint fruity scent in her hair could be felt in her arms without reservation.

She recalled Hyperion's disgust towards her when they were in the Northern Continent.

Looking at Hyperion's overflowing love at this moment, Sigrid found that her guess was indeed correct -

Hyperion has completely different feelings towards Sigrid and Sigrid.

Even though Sigrid and Siegfried are actually very similar, Hyperion didn't realize it at all and was extremely hypocritical towards them.

"I've become so strong, aren't you afraid of me?"

Sieglie asked tentatively.

"You are already so strong. I am relieved. You must be fine."

Hyperion hugged Siegfried tighter.

This shadow world might be the last time she sees Sigler.

From then on, I never saw my sister again.

As long as she knew that Sieglie was alive and well tens of thousands of years ago in history, Hyperion could say goodbye to her with joy.

"...Sister...can't you always stay with me?"

Sieglie asked innocently and ignorantly.

Let Hyperion hold her.

"I... Of course I want to be with you forever, never to be apart again..."

Hyperion didn't know how to explain, so her voice became hesitant and she began to mumble.

"Me too. Can you promise to say that to me the next time we meet?"

Sieglie whispered in Hyperion's ear like a dream.

It was like being hugged by Hyperion, which made her feel at ease.

"must!"

Hyperion said firmly.

His expression was full of sadness and reluctance.

"Then it's settled..."

Sigler has a natural voice.

But a sly smile appeared on his face.

She was almost unable to hold it in, afraid that she would tremble too violently and be discovered by Hyperion.

"Are you cold, Sigra?"

Hyperion felt Sigra trembling.

"Yes, so hold me tight, okay?"

Sieglie believed that it was a good opportunity not to be missed.

When Hyperion sees her in the real world in the future, she will no longer be so affectionate with her.

At first, she wanted Hyperion to be a saint, but Hyperion ignored her.

Now, with a little trick, Hyperion can take the initiative to throw herself into his arms.

"it is good."

As expected, Hyperion did as Sieglie wished and hugged her tighter.

"Can you please say that you like me the most, sister?"

Sigra requested sincerely, whispering in Hyperion's ear.

"I love you the most. How can you be so cute, my Sigley."

Hyperion was about to twist into a caterpillar. She treated Sigra as her big pillow and was reluctant to let her go.

It’s obvious that Sigley never acted like a spoiled child to her when she was a child.

Now that Sieglie has grown up, she has become even more attached to her.

"Oh, you two."

Talia put her hands on her hips and looked at Hyperion and Sigra, who were attracted to each other like magnets the moment they met.

You can feel their happiness through the air.

Even if they were sisters, I'm afraid they couldn't be as loving as these two.

But seeing Hyperion and Sigra having so much fun, Talia also felt healed.

Both Hyperion and Sigra looked in the direction of the voice towards the gray-haired Phantom Witch standing by the French window.

As soon as the two men let go, they both rushed towards her.

"Kaliera!"

Hyperion simply missed me too much.

Siglei followed the atmosphere and couldn't stop her playful heart.

"I thought I would never see you again, but you said you would never abandon me and would always be there for me."

Hyperion's voice was tearful, and all her grievances burst out at this moment.

The moment she heard Lord of Blasphemy Merogas say that Kaliera was dead in the Demon King's Castle, she felt heartbroken beyond words. The moment she saw Kaliera again, her first reaction was whether she had fallen into the trap of falling in love.

Only now that she was sure that Kaliela was real did Hyperion feel a sense of stable happiness.

"Huprienne, I will always be with you."

Talia stroked Hyperion's long hair and closed her eyes with mixed feelings.

She also patted Sigra on the back.

With these two beloved daughters, she felt that her life was too perfect.

Now that her sister in the present life has been found, if she can also cure the poison fire in her sister's body, quell the disaster in the southern continent, and return to the comfortable life in Ikerite, perhaps she really has nothing else to ask for.

The only pity is that in this world, she only has Hyperion, not Sieglie.

But Talia was relieved. Even though the words "impossible perfection" filled her life from beginning to end, sometimes accepting this imperfection, accepting the fact that there must be sacrifices when there is gain, can make one's mind broad-minded, which is also a kind of perfection.

"Okay, that's great."

Lanqi leaned on the sofa and clapped his hands.

There is nothing more beautiful than this picture.

He was also moved.

Even the portrait of the goddess of fate on the wall seemed to be smiling.

"Lanqi, stop laughing. I'm a little scared of meow."

Boss Cat stuck his head out to take a look, then pulled up his trouser legs.

It always felt that something was a little scary, but it couldn't put it into words, and Lanqi didn't notice it at all.

It is said that boys who love to laugh will not have bad luck.

I believe Lanqi is fine.

The clock is ticking.

Xutasi chatted by the window for a long time before they reluctantly realized it was time to part.