Do not confiscate my citizenship!!

Chapter 877 A Beautiful Day for Lanqi and Hyperion

Outside the stage, under the starry dome of the theater.

"..."

Antanas looked at the curtain, and the dim light and shadow of the stage were reflected on his face, sometimes bright and sometimes dark.

The heartbeat of the Demon Governor and the voice of the half-witch lady echoed in this space through the panoramic speakers.

Antanas stopped chatting with Shinora beside him from the last scene, concentrating on the story, as if isolated from the world, staring at the figures of the demon man and woman.

She knew that what frightened the Governor in this farewell was not death or life, but the separation from him where they would never meet again.

Suddenly, the light in the theater seemed to wake her up and bring Antanas back to her senses.

At this moment, gorgeous lights are scattered like stars, illuminating the entire music hall and turning it into a dream universe.

Inside the opera house, there are dozens of meters high chandeliers, and countless glittering and clear crystals refract a hazy light under the kiss of the lights, casting soft but bright gratings on the burgundy carpet, weaving a colorful scene.

Looking at the empty giant opera house, Antanas leaned back in her chair, looking up at the sky in a relaxed manner. She almost forgot that today was just a rehearsal.

It was adapted into a slightly "horror" fantasy opera, but it is actually a sheep in wolf's clothing - cursed and cold. I thought I was no longer the one you loved the most, but in the end it was just a contradiction between nothingness and reality.

All the horror atmosphere and suspense are for the final warm ending.

Two lonely souls got answers in the end.

The piece ends with a peaceful and ethereal ending, leaving a lingering aftertaste.

The distant melody seems to be whispering and praying, or gazing and meditating. The trauma may never be healed, but the power of love will eventually heal the scars.

The last note sounded and then disappeared silently, leaving behind a feeling that lingers in the heart for a long time.

At this point, the performance finally came to an end.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work. Today's rehearsal went very well. Now we just need to polish some details."

Abigail stood up and applauded the actors on stage to show her approval.

As long as she can maintain this state, she believes that the performance in a month will be a success.

The staff on the stage were all celebrating as if they had accomplished a great success, except for Lanci and Hyperion, who seemed to be still immersed in a dream, and were a little dazed and had not yet recovered from their shock.

Seeing this, Abigail didn't bother calling them again.

The situation of each actor may be different, but many actors will indeed be immersed in the character's emotions and psychological state for a short period of time after the performance. This is called "difficult to get out of the play" in the performing arts circle. On the one hand, it is because of the strong role substitution. In order to shape the role, they will deeply think about and experience the role's psychology during rehearsal and performance, and the substitution will continue for a period of time.

On the other hand, there is the continuity of emotions and states. Drama performances often involve strong emotional expressions. The emotions and physiological states produced by the actors during the performance will not disappear immediately. After two hours of wholehearted interpretation, from playing a role to returning to real life, the actors may need a process of psychological adaptation and identity transformation.

In addition, the performance itself is a very engaging and physically demanding process. After the curtain call, people may feel excited or tired, which may affect their state in the short term.

Abigail slowly walked onto the stage and came to Lanci and Hyperion.

"Thank you for your hard work today. You performed very well. Have a good rest."

She gently pressed Lanci and Hyperion's shoulders, and at the same time looked at Lanci, indicating that they didn't need to worry about the theater, and she would take care of the next work.

"Then Abigail, I'll see you tomorrow."

Lanci gradually became sober as he looked at Abigail's lecture, then he stared at Hyperion again, as if he didn't want to take his eyes off her, and as if he was still frightened and afraid that she would suddenly disappear.

"Send her home."

Abigail patted Lanch on the back, as if urging him to leave quickly, or hoping that he would go and be alone with Hyperion as soon as possible.

Hyperion now also looks very fragile. The theater and the stage are no longer suitable for them. They should leave here.

"Ah."

Lanci nodded, grabbed Hyperion's hand and walked down the stage.

Hyperion was a little surprised when Lanqi suddenly grabbed her hand, and then she held it tightly as if she had made up her mind.

Lanci and Hyperion walked up the marble stairs covered with thick red carpet in the aisle of the auditorium.

Together, they stepped through the heavy, beautifully carved double doors, as if they were stepping into another time and space.

After leaving the opera house, they walked quickly through the inner corridor of the opera house, a little hurried but polite.

After passing through a big door, they finally came to the outside of the building and saw the clear and bright city.

They stood on the cobblestone road of the River Beach Park on the side of the riverside bridge near the opera house.

This is one of the north exits of the Ikriti Opera House.

"Lan Qi..."

Hyperion whispered his name and looked at the afternoon sky of Ikerit.

The rehearsal was supposed to start in the afternoon, and after they finished, it was almost four or five o'clock.

"Huprieanne, I'm always here."

Lanci said to her with assurance.

"I know. No matter what difficulties I encounter, you will appear immediately. I don't know what else I will pursue after meeting you in this life..."

Hyperion lowered her eyes and recalled several turning points in her life. She thought the biggest turning point was the time when the sky fell after her father disappeared. Unexpectedly, the time that really changed her life was the day she met Lanci at Ikerit Academy.

Sometimes you may think it is just an ordinary day, but it may actually be the best day of your life.

Later I found out...

Maybe there will be a better day.

"I don't know since when, my wish to the goddess of fate has become that you will always be by my side."

She looked up at Lanci and confessed.

Now both of them are still immersed in the emotions just now.

"I think my understanding of Lanclos may have improved now."

Lanci said this with sadness still in his eyes.

What was Lanclos thinking when he gazed at the stars in Purgatory?
Even if those shooting stars gave him ten thousand wishes, he probably only hoped that Miss Witch would be by his side.

"Your eyes look more like those of a teenager, and no longer that of a compassionate saint."

Hyperion reached out her hand, wanting to touch Lanqi's cheek while taking a closer look at those emerald eyes.

Lanqi's joy or sorrow was never for himself at the beginning.

It is more about seeing the happiness and suffering of others, which touches my heart.

He never gets emotional about himself.

At some point during his long journey, he learned to be happy and started to consider his own happiness, but he still had not learned to be sad, and he would not truly feel fear and loss from the bottom of his heart.

"Do you think I'm weaker now?"

Lanqi asks her that he has a weakness in his heart and maybe he won’t be that strong again.

After all, everyone knows that a big part of the reason for his strength is that he has an inhuman heart.

"Lanclos's journey is a process of tempering himself into steel, slowly transforming from humanity to divinity, and ending the suffering of the world. Your journey is a process of finding your heart with love and regaining your humanity."

Hyperion's eyes were curved, revealing indescribable gentleness and tenderness.

"..."

Lanqi didn't say anything, he just raised his hand and pressed it against Hyperion's hand on his cheek.

The starlight thousands of miles away is now right beside him.

Not only can I look into her eyes, I can even touch her.

The two of them waited in silence for a moment.

Lanqi finally took her to the bridge leading to the north bank of the Yarra Moat.

"My home is in ..."

Hyperion originally planned to tell Lanci that her home was in the south of Ikerit, and that Boss Cat's Restaurant and Ikerit Academy were both in the south of the opera house, so they should go south, but after thinking about it, she took back her words.

It's a leisurely afternoon today, so they can take more walks.

She also wanted to stay with him more, just for a while.

"But Lanqi, can you take me to the temple of the Church of the Goddess of Destiny first?"

Hyperion asked Ranchi.

Miss Florence, the leader of the Paladins of their Church of the Goddess of Destiny, wanted to meet with her to discuss in detail. She had originally planned to go to the temple to find Florence herself after the rehearsal today.

It just so happens that the temple of the Church of the Goddess of Destiny is on the north bank of the Yarra moat, and not far from the opera house, so it is easy to walk there.

"No problem, but your teacher Artemis is in the audience at the opera house today. Do you still want to go to the temple?"

Lanqi looked in the direction, subconsciously planned the route, and asked Hyperion.

He knew that Hyperion had been determined to continue being a priest ever since she returned to Ikerit, and that after completing the graduation procedures at the Ikerit Academy, her employment intention would probably be to work at the Church of the Goddess of Fate.

"No, no, it was Miss Florence who asked for me."

Hyperion preached to him.

Florence, the Paladin Commander who has worked for the Church of the Goddess of Fate in Ikerit for a long time as Loren's replacement, is now often in the temple. Hyperion often sees her, and they have a very good relationship as they keep in touch frequently.

"Ms. Florence, I haven't seen her for a long time. The last time we met officially was when she asked me to help her make a [Transformation: Human] to disguise herself as a boy, and to consult her about some issues in the Student Council Room."

Lanqi recalled that the president's sister was a very friendly and kind clergyman.

They walked along a wooded path through a square park.

The field of vision is broadened again.

In the afternoon sky with sparse clouds, a flock of birds flew by in the distance.

This place is far away from the dense crowds in the commercial district on the other side of the river. The wind blows gently against their cheeks, and they squint their eyes in comfort.

The afternoons in Ikrit in winter are as pleasant as those in spring.

The noise of the people, the playing of the musicians, and the laughter and singing of someone unknown can all be conveyed here.

Vigorous citizens were walking back and forth on the roads outside the square, surrounded by magnificent buildings, many of which were decorated with ancient statues depicting legendary gods.

The statues of Fate were watching them.

These places are all the places that Hyperion might pass by when she goes to the Church of the Goddess of Destiny, but she doesn't know why Lanqi, who rarely goes to the Church of the Goddess of Destiny, is so familiar with the route from the opera house to the church.

The clock hand on the clock tower on the side of the Temple Square showed a little after four o'clock.

The Church of Ikrit, the Goddess of Fate, is located at the end of this square.

The door of the temple is half open, and the carved doorposts are covered with vines, which have become witnesses of history and quietly guard this holy place.

"Recently, I have been helping Professor Bolaio with more and more work, and these tasks were originally the responsibility of Dean Loren, who is also the high priest of the Church of the Goddess of Destiny. So in a sense, am I working for the Church of the Goddess of Destiny?"

Lanci and Huberian were chatting.

"Well, I recognize you."

Hyperion originally thought that this didn't count, but since it was Ranch, she agreed.

After walking up the steps, this ethereal palace, which has been shaped by thousands of years of faith, appears before your eyes.

Their steps passed through the palace gate.

When the hot natural light shines through the window lattices onto the white reliefs, the portraits of gods in various shapes seem to flicker, giving them the illusion that the gods are performing ancient legends.

"But are you really on vacation?"

Hyperion always felt that this person could not sit still.

It's not that he really wants to take on work and keep himself busy. He actually wants to do nothing, but he is too enthusiastic. When he receives a commission from others, he will basically take it to heart as long as it can help him.

She knew that all the work that Lanci was doing was the work of the Sages' Academy. Since Dean Loren could not come back, the work fell on the shoulders of Professor Boolao, the Dean of the School of Magic Engineering. Professor Boolao had now handed the work over to Lanci, which was equivalent to returning it to their Sages' Academy.

"When I can calm down and appreciate the flowers on the roadside and think about the name of this flower, I think I am on vacation."

Lanci expressed his judgment on vacation and work.

It is not simply defined by busyness and workload, but by the inner state of experiencing leisure.

"It makes sense."

Hyperion nodded again.

They passed through the solemn and quiet space deep in the temple. The pure white stone pillars stood majestically in the hall. The further they went in, the clearer their footsteps became.

When they came to the huge door of the temple's confidential room, Hyperion knocked lightly on the door made of pure white jade and deep gray stone.

"Miss Florence, my name is Hyperion. May I excuse me for a moment now?"

"Come in quickly, come in quickly."

Along with the sound of books being thrown to the ground, or the sound of a pile of documents on the table being accidentally collapsed, Florence's expectant words also rang out from inside the door.

Lanci and Hyperion pushed open the heavy stone door on each side. In front of them was an office with a high ceiling like a cathedral. The white brick grooves on the surrounding walls were filled with scriptures of the Church of the Goddess of Destiny.

In the meeting area at the center of the cathedral, a young man was sitting quietly behind a desk.

Florence was a little surprised that Lanqi came today, but she soon welcomed him with joy. "Hello, Lanqi!"

Florence smiled and waved to Lanqi and Hyperion, showing her dimples.
"Come and sit."

She stood up and motioned for Lanci and Hyperion to sit on the sofa in the meeting area.

After Lanci and Hyperion closed the door, she simply removed her disguise and returned to her original appearance.

She looked only slightly more mature than the students of Ikerit Academy. She exuded a harmless aura, with delicate features and tender skin. Her bright red lips were her biggest feature, but they didn't look like makeup, but were natural.

The most important thing is that she and the president have the same pear hair color.

It made both Ranch and Hyperion feel close to each other.

"Miss Florence, it's been a long time."

Lanci and Hyperion sat down, and he greeted Florence.

During their time in the student union, both of them received a lot of care from the president. After they, the capital's bully trio, dealt with many incidents, the president helped them with the follow-up matters and ensured a smooth implementation.

"The Concealment Transformation Spell you made for me is really useful and helped me a lot. You are worthy of being a platinum-level card maker."

Florence praised sincerely without a trace of flattery.

"Thank you for the compliment. When I'm alone, I'm probably the worst platinum-level card maker, haha."

Lanci responded with a smile.

He had heard Hyperion talk about Florence's state after learning that Loren was killed by the Three Gods.

But now there is no sign that Florence had been in tears for some time before, and now her face looks radiant.

At this point he felt relieved.

"Miss Florence, what do you want to see me for today?"

Hyperion asked Florence.

“Should I step aside?”

Lanqi immediately asked the two of them.

"no, I'm fine!"

Florence waved her hands.

It wasn't a big deal in the church, and Lanqi was also aware of it.

"You should also know that Loren will return to Hutton Kingdom in about a month, and may pass through Ikerit for a day or two..."

Florence twirled her fingers nervously and spoke to them both.

Originally, after she had been here for a while, she should have returned to the Kingdom of Canberra, the hub area in the western part of the southern continent.

Because of the war, she stayed here for several months.

Now that the war is beginning to end, she's afraid she won't be able to stay here for long before having to go back.

When she is in her hometown, the Kingdom of Canberra, she needs to dress as a man most of the time, so in the eyes of most people she is a young man.

All this was because she was born in the Atelred family of military honors in the Kingdom of Canberra on the west side of the southern continent. As the eldest daughter, Florence, after her younger brother was born, her father, Duke Atelred, discovered that his eldest son had no talent for fighting, so he decided to train his eldest daughter Florence as the next head of the family.

But before that, she wanted to see Loren again.

If they don't meet this time, it may be a long time before they can meet again.

The western hub area is not as close to Loren as the eastern area. In fact, the hatred and vigilance with the Cretan Empire will not disappear for a long time. She and Loren are now about to become the emperor and the duke's daughter of the enemy country without knowing it.

"It's really difficult to deal with. By then, he won't even know that you are a woman, let alone want to marry you to the Krewe Empire."

Lanqi, with his chin hanging, has begun to think about the ending of the brothers' line.

If Florence can't see Loren this time, the brotherhood line will basically be closed.

"Wait, Lanqi, what are you talking about!?"

Florence's cheeks flushed immediately, and she stretched out her arms and shook her hands.

She, she didn't think that at all...

Well, more or less, I might have thought of those...

Subconsciously, she also didn't want to lose that last bit of chance of luck.

"Who knows if he becomes the emperor...will he still recognize me as his brother if he becomes the emperor..."

Florence grumbled again, as if she saw no hope, for she knew how difficult her fantasy would be.

Everything about the current situation is full of absurdity.

Even if she met Loren, what would that matter? She couldn't make an appointment to become friends with the emperor of the empire in the future.

Moreover, her status in the Canberra Empire is special. Even if she meets Emperor Cremon, she cannot speak carelessly, but must treat him seriously as an envoy.

Before Lanqi could give any instructions——

"In a month, go meet Loren in your true self."

Hyperion encouraged.

"what?"

Florence made a flustered noise of surprise.

"No, no, no, if he suddenly saw me turned into a girl, he would definitely find it very strange. How could a boy dress up as a girl?"

She shook her head again and again.

"How is that possible! He will be so surprised at your transformation!"

Hyperion preached to Florence with great determination.

"..."

Lanqi didn't dare to say anything. He originally planned to give Florence emotional counseling help like he did in the student union room before, but he didn't expect Hyperion to be so radical today.

He was a little worried that even if Loren saw Florence's true form, he would not make a fuss, and might even ask, "Brother, why are you dressed like this today?" This was because Loren might have become accustomed to such things and had preconceived notions that Florence was a boy, and would not consider the fact that Florence was a real girl at all.

"Miss Florence, you are a super cute girl! Take off your armor."

Hyperion was still trying her best to encourage Florence.

Today, she was determined to push Florence to take that step.

Florence could not regret it any more.

"Really, really?"

Florence shyly looked away, looking at the palm of her hand.

She never thought that she would become like his wife. She couldn't even take care of her own life and made Loren's house a mess, so she had to hire a housekeeping service to clean it up.

Sometimes I just think to myself, how nice it would be to be brothers with Loren for life.

"Listen to me, you're right."

Hyperion said firmly, as if she was Florence's superior priestess.

That look seemed to tell Florence that it would be a wise choice to obey Instructor Xiao Xiu's instructions.

"it is good……"

Florence finally couldn't resist Hyperion's strong demands.

She nodded with her heart beating rapidly. The mere thought of giving Loren a surprise in a month made her so nervous that she could not sit still and even wanted to confess to the goddess.

"stop……"

Florence gave Hyperion a meaningful look.

The two of them had agreed last time that the next time Florence went to hang out with Loren, Hyperion would help her and give her some guidance, even Ranch didn't know.

I thought this promise was impossible to fulfill, but now it’s time to carry it out.

"Don't worry."

Hyperion also nodded slightly in seriousness.

She would certainly give Miss Florence her utmost support on the day of the appointment.

……

Half an hour later.

At dusk in Ikerit, Ranch and Hyperion once again strolled in the temple square in the northern part of Ikerit.

It is still a long way to get back to the Duke's Palace in the southern area of ​​Ikerit, and even by car it is still a long way to go.

The warm orange sunlight shines on the prosperous city-state with tall buildings, giving the buildings a golden edge.

The setting sun slowly sank over the horizon, and the sky gradually changed from bright golden yellow to soft rose and violet.

"Lanqi, you have to work hard at tomorrow's rehearsal."

Hyperion ran towards the lakeside bridge, deliberately keeping a distance from him, stood on the bridge and turned around to preach to him.

The breeze blew gently, ruffling Hyperion's long hair.

This subtle distance is just like when they are rehearsing on stage.

"Okay, please take care of me on the day of the performance in a month. If I fail, I'll have to rely on you to make up for it."

Lanqi said with a smile that didn't look so confident.

Of course, it is also possible that he is habitually showing weakness as always.

But Hyperion didn't care.

"Don't worry, I'm here."

Hyperion patted her chest and assured.

She raised her hand, put it to her mouth as if she was holding a microphone, and coughed twice.

"Hold my hand and stay with me for life."

Hyperion raised her hand and preached to Lanci.

The corners of her lips were slightly raised with joy, and her bright eyes were shining, just like the setting sun behind her.

"..."

Lanqi looked at the golden moment in a daze, and time seemed to have stopped in the afternoon.

Hyperion was looking at him with a smile.

It was like telling him that he was practicing his lines.

Of course, she would not tell Lanqi whether there was any other meaning.

Lanky walked towards her.

The clock in the clock tower ticked.

The sound of waves on the lakeside is gentle.

I don’t know who brought the dream of drifting here.

Lanqi reached out and hugged her shoulders tightly.

"Eh?"

Hyperion was hugged by him in surprise.

"You're not a ghost, do you really think I can't hold you back?"

Lanqi hugged her tightly, leaving her no place to escape.

"Eh?"

Hyperion thought he had broken the rules.

"God has brought us together, and no one can separate us."

He returned to the stage and spoke as if reciting his lines silently.

"No, Lanqi, that's my word."

Hyperion looked at Lanci with blushing cheeks.

Lanqi used the same method to deal with her.

In the play, there is a director watching and they cannot change the lines, but this is outside the play and she can't beat Lanqi!
She finally gave up resistance and was captured by Lanqi.

Silently and motionlessly.

There is only the afterglow of the setting sun and the swaying shadows of the trees.

(End of this chapter)