MTL - Don’t Confiscate My Citizenship

Chapter 604 Hyperion is reluctant to let go of Sigre

"I know."

 Calliera nodded while sitting on the sofa in the living room of Chikel Manor.

Now it is not only the marriage between the unknown minister and the princess, but also the marriage between the prime minister of the Polante Empire and the princess of the demon world. Publicly announcing this news at the current time point will inevitably make people wonder. It is best to wait until the war. Let's get it done after it's a little smoother.

“So princess, do you plan to stay with him in the Paulant Empire?”

 Carliera raised the corner of her mouth with a smile and looked at Hyperion.

Hyperion hesitated for a moment and nodded.

"is it not OK?"

 She looked at Luo Qing again and asked weakly.

According to her understanding of Qing Luo, Qing Luo would not agree to let her, a princess, wander outside like this.

Even though the shadow world is coming to an end, even if she and Lan Qi are separated, they will soon return to the same critical space.

 Mr. Luo is very embarrassed to see him now, and he will inevitably recall the situation when he met him in this manor a few days ago.

 Carliera asked with a bit of coldness in his eyes.

 He asked.

To be honest, she has never seen the woman in the painting.

It’s like I don’t understand why Mr. Luo asked him this question.

If possible, she still hopes to have the stable sense of security that Lan Qi is by her side when she opens her eyes, like the previous two times in the Shadow World.

Lanqi tilted his head in confusion.

 Compared to the Qing Luo who scared her a little at first, Qing Luo has now completely become her friend.

　　　…”

Lanqi muttered.

"Then, the princess will be left to you, Mr. Will Ford."

 She seems to be dissatisfied with Lan Qi's attitude of pretending to be stupid.

 She, a dignified ninth-level demon, has never been so embarrassed.

 This question puzzled her for a long time.

 “Calliera, thank you.”

 Calliera shook her head and sighed as she felt regretful that a woman could not survive.

Hyperion also became nervous and swallowed.

From the very first moment she met Lan Qi's eyes in the Demon King's City Nekalis, she felt that Lan Qi didn't care about him at all.

 But this will most likely lead to the next opening of the Shadow World, where she and Lan Qi will have to part ways again.

Lan Qi took out a pen and paper from under the coffee table in front of the sofa. Within a few minutes, he sketched a portrait on the paper and handed it to Qing Luo.

Lanci replied with a calm smile.

 She opened her eyes, looked at Lan Qi, and asked curiously.

 Carliera then looked at Lanqi and said, she seemed a little speechless when reading Lanqi's name.

 Sure enough, Lan Qi still prefers other women.

“Stop pretending, Wumingqing, if you see my appearance as a princess, then just admit it openly. If you see my appearance as something other than a princess, then who is it?”

 Calliera stood up with satisfaction, seemed to have thought of something, and sat back before saying goodbye.

 Or...that woman from the Northern Continent?

 Or, is it Tata?

 “That’s just how you are.”

 “Look, don’t you look like this?”

 Suddenly, Hyperion's eyes dimmed, as if she had figured out the facts.

Hyperion looked at Lanqi's simple drawing and was stunned.

 “By the way, I have one last question.”

"Well, of course it's not possible, but your escape skills are getting better and better, and I can't catch you anymore. I can only tell the big demons this when I go back."

Hyperion didn’t know if the appearance of the fallen minister that Lan Qi saw looked similar to hers...

 The passive magic of Falling Queen will make Falling Queen's appearance show the female appearance that the other party most wants to see. For a man, whoever he likes the most will be what Falling Queen looks like in his eyes.

Hyperion glanced at Lanqi for a moment, and when she was about to speak out something to refute, she lowered her head as if she was wilting.

She felt her eyes were a little sore, which was beyond her control, but if she cried at this time, it would make her even more ashamed.

 Later it was confirmed that this guy would not be charmed at all.

 “What do you think of me?”

 “What on earth are you talking about? How come you look the same as Hyperion?”

Hyperion was moved and sat half a minute closer to the fallen minister Kaliela.

"Don't worry, Miss Caliera, I will protect my princess."

Before Hyperion could ask the question, Lord Fallen gave the answer.

　　　…”

Chuluoqing was stunned for a long time before he raised his head and looked at Lan Qi.

“There are actually people who can see my true appearance…”

 She murmured.

Hyperion took the painting from the fallen Qing and compared it with the falling Qing. She found that the more and more they looked like each other, as if after seeing through the false illusion, she could finally see the true appearance of the falling Qing.

 Calliera herself is a beautiful woman who looks touching and pure, but she disguises her appearance.

 Perhaps because her original appearance did not match her majestic Fallen Lord persona, she simply used illusion to cover her appearance.

“Oh, it’s a pity that you are married, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to consider you.”

 Carliera finally shook his head and said in relief.

  “!”

Hyperion and Kaliela get along every day, and this is the first time she heard Kaliela refer to herself as "concubine". She felt goosebumps rising all over her body, and she subconsciously grabbed Lan Qi's sleeve with caution.

"Humph, I'm just kidding, let's avoid the old cow eating young grass. I know how much our age difference is." Kaliera smiled playfully, and then looked at Hyperion again,

“Your Highness, please don’t be so harsh in the future.”

Her eyes seemed to be saying, the man next to you is very popular, and he may be gone if you are not careful.

 Not everyone is like her, who only cares about His Highness.

 “I’m not being harsh!”

Hyperion said subconsciously.

 Calliera looked at Hyperion, her smile gradually became helpless, but she could not hide her doting on her.

“Well, Your Highness, you can come back to the Demon Realm anytime you want, and take good care of yourself in the Paulant Empire.”

 She stood up, bent down and gently gave Hyperion a hug.

 “Thank you…Kaliera, take care of yourself too, I will miss you.”

Hyperion stared at Kaliela who came to say goodbye to her. After a slight hesitation, she put her hand on Kaliela's back, and then gradually let go.

In her childhood fantasies about her mother, a gentle and considerate mother like Tata was naturally the most perfect. She also envied a sensible and calm woman like the Ice Witch teacher. Of course, a strict mother like Caliera, Huber Lianne thought it was pretty good.

Although she still doesn’t know what kind of character her real mother Epatia is, Hyperion now feels that she has no regrets in her heart.

 After Kaliela and Hyperion separated, they waved to Lan Qi and Sigre in a smart manner and walked out of the living room.

 “Kaliela, bye!”

Sigre shook her arms until Kaliela's figure completely disappeared in the corridor.

 The clock in the drawing room is ticking.

 It's about half past eight.

 This shadow world is coming to an end.

 At present, only the last few minutes are left.

Although Hyperion and Ranchi will still stay in the Paulant Empire, the next time they come to the final Blood Moon Shadow World may be more than ten years later for their friends in this era.

 “Sigre, I really can’t let you go.”

Just thinking about it, Hyperion hugged Sigre tightly with tears in her eyes, rubbed her cheek, and was unwilling to let go.

 In this shadow world, the happiest thing for her every day is living and playing with Sigre.

 She has never met such a smart, straightforward and lovely girl in this world.

If Sigre could be brought back to the present world, Hyperion would really like to keep her in the Duke's Palace and play with her in the royal capital of Iceriteri every day.

 “Are we going to separate?”

Sigre asked in confusion.

"Uh...I mean, if, maybe for some time in the future, Lan Qi and I will go to a far away place. When we really meet again, it may be more than ten years later. Can you bear this loneliness?"

Hyperion didn't know how to explain it. All words and information about the shadow world would be automatically blocked by the shadow world and could not be conveyed at all. For this Blood Moon Bad Age without a shadow world, even if it was explained in detail, inside It is also difficult for people to understand.

 Sigre shook his head, then nodded.

 She seemed unsure whether she could live alone for so long again.

 “Sister Hyperion, I think we can always meet.”

 Sigre allowed Hyperion to hold her like a doll, muttering to herself.

She couldn't understand her sister's words, but somehow she could sense what Hyperion might mean.

Even if there really is another world, they will meet again there.

"Why do you say that?"

Hyperion let go of her and looked into her violet eyes.

“I’ve been dreaming lately. Although I can’t remember the parts of the dream...but I seem to be able to dream about my sister..."

Sigre tried hard to recall and said with uncertainty.

 “What do I look like in the dream?”

Hyperion asked Sigre curiously.

“The sister in the dream was very fierce and would hit me if I disagreed with her.”

 Sigre thought for a while and replied.

"don't want!"

Hyperion looked sad, afraid of being disliked by Sigre.

"But it doesn't matter. I can tell the difference. Sister, you are very kind to me. I like sister very much."

Sigre said with a grin.

“Woo, Sigre, I will always like you. I will never hit you in this life. Don’t have such a dream again.”

Hyperion was moved and hugged her tighter.

"That's right, how could you two fight? The dream is indeed a lie. If you can fight, I will eat this sofa."

Lan Qi commented happily while leaning on the sofa.

 He was looking forward to seeing the touching scene of the reunion between Hyperion and the adult Sigre in the next shadow world.

The room was filled with a cheerful atmosphere. As the melody in the manor gradually sublimated and accelerated, the addition of brass instruments and string instruments made the melody more grand, melodious and humorous, just like a closing show on Broadway.

  The big clock on the wall in the living room of Chikel Manor pointed to half past eight.

“Today is the forty-fifth day since you came to this shadow world.”

 The cat boss started his final broadcast,

 “You also happily won this game of Shadow World.”

Amidst the laughter and music, time seemed to slow down in an instant. The clear light filled the dark night, and the entire manor began to rise like a bubble.

 A little glimmer of starlight quietly slipped into the mansion through the dissipated walls.

This month and a half of [Darkest Solar Eclipse Demon Realm] has now reached its conclusion.

 (End of this chapter)