Don't Confiscate My Citizenship Chapter 801

 Chapter 801 Merogas' Covenant

The northern part of the Demon Realm.

Naika Island, Demon King's Palace.

When the first ray of dawn penetrated the clouds and fell on the Regent's Hall on the east side of the palace, Regent Melogas was already handling government affairs in front of the case.

She sat on a throne inlaid with obsidian and scarlet gems, holding a sharp black eagle feather pen in her long fingertips.

The blasphemous minister's face was as cold as an ice sculpture, and there was an awe-inspiring look between his brows, as if he were a queen looking over her country.

"well."

Not long after, she breathed a sigh of relief, closed the document in front of her, and put it next to her hand.

Melogas held his cheeks and looked at the official letter boredly.

When she relaxed, she lost her composure and seemed to have been intermittently restless for the past two days.

I don't know how long it took.

"Insult, Your Majesty."

The demon figure wearing a pitch black cloak appeared quietly at the far end of the hall.

The agent's slender figure was agile and resembled a black cheetah, almost blending into the shadows.

Melogas sensed the aura of the visitor.

She raised her head casually and looked directly at the spy.

"Just tell me if you have anything to say."

Melogas looked at his most trusted confidant and wondered why he wanted to disturb him. It stands to reason that he would not have any tasks to do in the near future.

The princess is no longer in the demon city of Naikalis, and the other great demons are also peaceful and obedient. The Saint Paulant Theocracy and the Horning Empire are in amazing harmony.

The secret agent took two steps forward, knelt on one knee, and bowed his head in salute.

"My lord, this subordinate is here to report something important."

The secret agent did not dare to be rude and cast the barrier that blocked detection, so he spoke in a volume that only the two of them could hear.

Melogas' cold jade-like fingertips lightly tapped the table and cast the shielding barrier himself, without any expression on his face.

"That's it."

she said.

"The principal of Purgatory Corridor College that you asked us to pay attention to has made moves in the demon world."

The secret agent lowered his head, and his voice became urgent and tense.

"Um?"

Melogas, who had always been calm and self-possessed, heard this and stared at the spy.

She did tell her subordinates to pay attention to the whereabouts of the principal of Purgatory Corridor College and not to let other demons without eyes provoke him or provide convenience for him.

But Melogas did not expect that just one day after he returned to the Demon King's City, Pope St. Paulante, who had just taken office disguised as the principal, would make some moves.

But if you think about it carefully, it was Cailliera who called him Pope Saint Paulante, who played the role of the principal of the Corridor College of Purgatory. In fact, the Pope should indeed return to the Theocracy of Saint Paulante. Get down to business.

Thinking of this, Melogas couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Although she is too proud to go to Purgatory Corridor College to find the principal again in the short term, if time passes and the principal stays in the Purgatory City of Pascual, she, the regent, may have some official duties that force her to go there. See that guy in Purgatory City.

"That Mr. Phantom Demon left Purgatory City Pascual alone last night, took Purgatory City's Demon World Flying Dragon, and came quickly towards Demon King City Nekalis."

A thin layer of cold sweat broke out on the secret agent's forehead. He observed Melogas's gloomy aura and continued to report calmly.

"Furthermore, after the secretary of Purgatory Corridor Academy went to work this morning, a message was sent there, which seemed to convey the principal's request to see you."

Click!

When Melogas heard this, the back of his originally fair hand turned green and white due to excessive exertion, and he abruptly broke the pen in his hand.

She opened her mouth slightly and her eyes became dark and unpredictable.

The Prince Regent's Hall became unusually quiet, with only the fluctuating heartbeat sound.

The spy did not dare to look up, only feeling the cold sweat on his back soaking through his clothes.

Her master, Melogas, always kills based on his mood. It is impossible to guess whether Melogas, who is too emotional, will suddenly attack at this moment.

"You said, he wants to see me...?"

Melogas covered his chest to prevent his heart from beating out of it.

The Pope actually came alone, not to send the princess back, but more importantly, he specifically wanted to find him?

"Yes, do you need me to help you refuse?"

The spy replied shortly and firmly.

She understood that Melogas had been in a bad mood for the past two days after returning from Purgatory City.

Fortunately, the news of the princess's escape did not leak to the ears of other big demons. This would be a scandal that could shake the royal power, and it would definitely shake Melogas' prestige and status among the demons.

It seems that Lord Blasphemy compromised with the princess and agreed to let her stay in Purgatory City.

And this incident must be the trigger for Qing Qing's irritability. These subordinates have not dared to make any mistakes in recent times.

"Refuse? Are you kidding me? Invite him to the Demon King's Palace to see me. Don't be rude to him."

Melogas asked his subordinates in surprise, tapping his slender fingertips on the table irritably as he ordered.

"Follow your orders and blaspheme your lord!"

When the secret agent heard this, he hurriedly agreed as if he had been granted amnesty.

Although she was also confused, the blasphemous Lord Melogas seemed to be in a better mood again, and she could just do what Melogas told her.

"Go quickly."

Melogas waved his hand impatiently.

The spy turned into a plume of black smoke and retreated, disappearing into the main hall.

The huge hall felt lonely again.

Melogas looked out the window in the direction of Purgatory City expressionlessly. The episode just now seemed to be just an insignificant small wave, but she rubbed her restless fingers on the scorpion tail, revealing the turbulence in her heart.

She looked down at her clothes, thought for a moment and dropped the official document. She stood up and walked toward her bedroom. Her steps were full of strength as she walked down the corridor of the Demon King's Palace.

Tens of minutes later.

It's been two hours since sunrise on Naika Island, the Demon Realm King's City, and it's cloudy today.

The sky above the island is filled with clouds and mist, while the ground is filled with dusk. This ancient demon city-state seems to be sleeping on the edge of time, waiting for the arrival of a new day but always at the last second of the night.

The royal palace stands majestically in the heart of Naikalis, near the coast of Naika Island.

The base level of the front square serves as a reception and security check area, connected to the Coast Avenue, and is open to the public most of the time, allowing demons to visit and learn about the history of the demon world.

In the past, order was strict here, but this morning, the buildings around the Demon King Nekalis Palace were closed for dignitaries.

Only a few demon clan dignitaries who have important matters can step through the long steps in the square in front of the palace to enter the demon palace, walk through the long corridor of the palace, and handle the indispensable routine work.

The first floor contains the regent's hall, offices and rest areas for the nobles. It is also the core area for the palace's internal work and conference activities.

As for the second floor and above where traffic is prohibited.

Only members of the royal family, conscripts and the regent can enter.

The second floor at this time.

"Mr. Principal, Lord Melogas is already waiting for you."

The spy who looked like a palace attendant was walking along the corridor on the second floor with the Phantom Demon, and from time to time there was the sound of slight conversation.

She used to dress as a spy, and sometimes she would dress up as a palace maid when work required it.

She still had great respect for the principal of Purgatory Corridor College. Let's not talk about his position as principal. The blasphemous minister's order was for her to entertain him well.

It's just that this principal can see the right direction before she leads the way, as if she has been here before and is now just revisiting the same place.

"Thank you, that's a big help."

Lan Qi thanked the palace official.

The corridor is spacious and bright, with ancient oil paintings of the devil hanging on the walls, and sculptures and antiques placed on both sides, all of which look familiar to Lan Qi.

He saw off Sigre last night, went to the Demon King's Royal Gift Restaurant to have dinner, and then left for the Demon King's City.

Lanqi let Hyperion stay in Purgatory Corridor Academy to play with her best friend Lysandra, and gave Lysandra a week of paid leave so that she could play casually with the princess every day.

The home had to be placed in the safest location, with only a portable cat bag and Thalia in a state of dependence.

As soon as he arrived at the Demon King's City Nekalis this morning, someone from Melogas came to pick him up and take him to the Demon King's Palace.

This palace official who has never met before seems to have very strong professional ability, not inferior to the previous official Lissandra, but Lissandra has a Caliera type of gentleness, while the official in front of her has The special forces of the Demon King's Army of the Melugas family have a reserved temperament.

"You're welcome."

The palace attendant thanked him with a slightly relaxed tone.

The principal is wearing a long coat, formal clothes underneath, and a silver mask on his waist. I don't know where this is the custom.

His race is the Phantom Demon Clan. Like the former regent Kaliela, he was born with silvery light hair and a magical aura full of illusions.

The silver-white mask is obviously not in the style of a demonic mask. Even when viewed from the side, it has a more human-like religious style, with soft lines, a calm expression, and a compassionate love between its brows and eyes.

She was originally worried that the principal would be considered a friend by the blasphemous Lord Melogas. He was also a big shot with a very scary personality, but she didn't expect that he was so easy-going and didn't look like a high-ranking demon at all.

As they walked around the corner chatting easily.

I saw a figure standing in front of me.

The lights adorned the carpet in the corridor. Melogas was wearing a dark black dress that looked like the night sky. His hands were covered with black silk gloves. His long hair was **** on the back of his head. Each strand was carefully woven, and part of it was gently distributed. On her shoulders.

The palace attendant's steps stopped sharply, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

She almost didn't recognize her blasphemous minister, Lord Melogas.

It was obviously not like this when I blasphemed you two hours ago.

"Just bring him here."

The blasphemous Lord Melogas spoke in a cold tone and glanced at the palace attendant.

She saw the rude thoughts of her subordinates, but she was too lazy to care about it today.

"Yes, sir."

The palace attendant saluted respectfully and then quickly retreated.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the living room next."

Melogas showed no signs of getting acquainted with the Pope as he had the last time we parted.

She returned to her usual indifference.

Treat Pope Saint Paulante as an enemy.

Melogas turned and walked forward.

"Miss Melogas, you can treat me as a compatriot in the demon world now, and I will not fight with you."

Lan Qi followed her with a smile and said to her.

"Call me Miss Melogas again? Forget it, I'm too lazy to reason with you. I can't beat you."

Melogas pretended to be cold and distant when he preached.

She didn't look back.

But to be honest, she had never allowed other demons to call her that.

Thinking about it carefully, it is unrealistic to ask Pope St. Paulante to call her "Sir Melogas", so he can only call her "Miss Melogas".

Melogas went straight to the drawing room in the east wing of the palace.

The Phantom Demon Clan followed two steps behind her.

Under the long skirt, Melogas moved like a glide on the chalk stone floor, maintaining the dignity of the demon regent as he walked steadily to the door.

Stretching out her slender, pale hand, she touched the surface of the door with her fingertips. Melogas was full of curiosity about the purpose of this phantom demon man, but he remained reserved and vigilant as a regent.

The drawing room is located on the easternmost side of the palace, separated only by a wall from the Regent's Hall in Melogas.

Two huge doors inlaid with demonic titanium crystals automatically slid open to both sides, revealing the interior of the living room.

Melogas made a sideways gesture, inviting him in, distant and polite.

Lan Qi nodded slightly and stepped into the negotiation place decided by Melogas.

His eyes quickly glanced around the furnishings in the room.

The floor of the living room is paved with black marble, and the intricate silver patterns engraved on it are like the boundless starry sky of the demon world. In the center of the room is a long table carved from demon dragon bone, with the tabletop covered by a dark velvet tablecloth.

Meals have been prepared above. In addition to tea, there is also Hell Lava Bread, which is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, paired with Warcraft cheese and jam made from Necalis Black Rose. Just smelling it is sweet and delicious.

Lanci sat on the sofa, while Melogas bent down and sat opposite.

Melogas moved his body slightly, adjusted the position of his round buttocks, and moved the scorpion tail behind the chair so that the needle point was not facing him.

"Tell me what you want to do with me."

Melogas looked out the French window at the garden and said absently.

"No, why is she so normal?"

Thalia called to Lan Qi with questions in Lan Qi's heart.

She remembered that Melogas was a pure lunatic who blasphemed Sir Melogas that night.

Today, it seems that I can't say anything about blaspheming you. He is completely a cool and rational demon regent.

Could it be that this **** was pretending to be reserved in front of Lan Qi, pretending to be a lady?

"You seem to have too much ill will towards Melogas."

Lanci responded to Thalia with his mind and smiled.

"I hate her so much! Don't be fooled by her appearance!"

Thalia felt uncomfortable just thinking about Melogas.

If Lan Qi hadn't come to ask Melogas for help, she would never want to see her.

Even though she is hiding in Lanqi's body and does not need to meet Melogas, Thalia is still very uncomfortable.

"Master, don't worry. I'll deal with her. You don't need to come forward. Miss Melogas is indeed the most powerful person in this era. I need her power."

Lanci comforted Thalia.

"Why do you use honorifics for her, but never call me 'Miss Thalia'?"

Thalia suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Master, your sense of accumulation is different, and your seniority is also different. How is it appropriate to address you like this?"

Lan Qi replied politely.

"Me, me!"

Thalia listened to Lan Qi's sincere words and wanted to push him on the sofa on the spot, but she didn't dare to show up to see Melogas, and she didn't even want to reveal her magic power and let Melogas smell her. .

Why is Melogas younger than her in Lan Qi's heart? !

Talia's resentment rose to the sky, but now she was in a dilemma and had nowhere to vent.

She feels so uncomfortable!

There is a bug in Ranchi!

Rare demonic plants are planted in the humid garden outside the window. There are blood-colored roses that can swallow magic, violets that can release hallucinogenic poison, and datura that can spy on people's hearts. Several demonic butterflies are dancing in the flowers. The sound of insects reached the living room.

Melogas waited for the Pope's response, calmly picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

"Merogas, can you help me?"

Lan Qi clasped his hands on his knees and asked her solemnly.

"ah?"

Melogas tilted his head slightly sadly, as if he didn't understand what the other party said, and his dark hair slid down silently.

She never thought that Pope Saint Paulante would ask her for help when he came, which surprised her and felt a little boring.

Pope St. Paulante actually needs other demons to help him?

"I need your help."

Lan Qi repeated it again, staring at her and confirming.

"This is not okay. I am the regent of the Demon Realm. I can never betray the Demon Realm because of your request. Even if you force yourself to do it, I will never agree to it."

The blasphemous Lord Melogas looked at his attitude and seemed dissatisfied with his straightforward request. His voice pretended to be hostile and he was about to start a fight every second.

The pope came here personally to talk to her and asked her for help. He was undoubtedly going to make some very excessive demands, such as asking them to exempt the demon world from tariffs to the Theocracy of Saint Paulante, or borrow an exaggerated debt, or directly borrow money from them. Technology and materials are needed here.

"I am also a member of the Demon Realm. How could I ask you to do something that would endanger the Demon Realm?"

Lan Qi felt that Melogas was too nervous today, so he asked her with a helpless smile.

"Well."

"The Demon World is my second hometown. Without the Demon World, I wouldn't be where I am today."

"Then I believe you."

Melogas discovered that Pope St. Paulante still missed his old relationship and had such a sense of belonging to their demon world.

She felt more at ease.

I felt a little faintly disappointed.

She was already thinking about how she was humiliated by Pope Saint Paulante after her defeat.

It turns out that this kind of thing doesn't happen.

"What exactly do you want me to do?"

After Melogas thought for a while, she tapped the rim of the cup with her index finger and asked casually.

Anyway, it is probably to strengthen the cooperation between the demon world and the Saint Paulant Theocracy, rather than an excessive unilateral treaty.

She is thinking about it now. As long as it does not infringe on the treaty of the Demon Realm, even if the benefit to the Demon Realm is close to zero, she will agree to it temporarily. Who said that her fists are not as big as others, so she can only endure the humiliation and bear the burden, and wait until she can defeat the Pope in the future. Go find him again and ask for your money back with interest.

It is nothing more than a daydream to expect the Pope to be stupid enough to tear up the peace treaty with the Horning Empire and let them profit from the demon world.

"Come with me and destroy the Horning Empire."

Ranchi stated his demands directly.

"puff!"

Melogas almost lost his seat.

She took out her handkerchief and covered her mouth. She had never been so out of control.

"Pope, are you crazy?!"

Melogas adjusted his sitting posture and covered his open mouth with his hands.

If she hadn't been reminding herself to remain dignified in front of this person, she would have opened her eyes wide and blinked constantly at this moment.

She didn't think Pope St. Paulante was joking when he looked like this. He had the same serious expression and tone when he let her go in Purgatory.

"Merogath, do you know about the Mirror of Tiberius?"

Lan Qi asked her.

"…certainly."

Melogas narrowed his eyes and his expression became calm.

She had wanted to know where this ultrancient artifact was before, but in the entire demon world, apart from the former demon king, Kaliela was probably the only one who knew the answer.

Now analyze for a moment, and the Pope St. Paulante in front of you may also know.

"It is actually at the bottom of the Purgatory Corridor Academy. This is why Kaliera called me here. From now on, I will entrust you to keep this artifact. I have used the Mirror of Tiberius three times. I saw that something terrible is brewing in the Horning Empire now..."

Lanci told her the answer frankly, and told Melogas most of the information he obtained in the Mirror of Tiberius.

Melogas opened his eyes and felt a little distracted.

Although these words seem to tear through the hypocritical veil of world peace, they sound a bit absurd and crazy.

But she believed that what Pope St. Paulante said was absolutely true. Everything seemed to be in line with reality. The more she listened, the more shocked and angry she became.

In other words, there was no need for the Pope to lie to her. In just the next few days, she would be able to investigate and find out the truth. Even if she did nothing, the Pope would personally go to the south to help her reveal the truth.

These **** vampires actually want to destroy their demon world!

The living room was quiet for a long time.

"I can understand that your St. Paulant Theocracy wants to fight against the Horning Empire and also wants to drag our demon world into trouble, but what if I reject you?"

Melogas asked Lanchi in a negotiating manner.

The best plan for her is to let the Theocracy of St. Paulante fight to the death and let their demon world reap the benefits.

"No, I will openly break with the St. Paulant Theocracy and destroy the Horning Empire in my own name. However, my power is limited. I need you big demons to disguise themselves as my familiars. I."

Ranchi preached to Melogas.

Melogas was stunned.

She then thought about it, if the Pope had gone through three simulations of the Mirror of Tiberius, his understanding of the future might be far better than anyone else. He must have discovered that only by doing this could he break the Vampires' trap and minimize the sacrifices.

Melogas analyzed the entire situation, and it was indeed the case. Only when the Pope went crazy could the vampires accept and condone his killing spree in the Horning Empire. He then misjudged the Pope's situation and waited for the exhausted Pope. .

"At the end of everything, the Horning Empire will erupt in the massive northward expedition disaster. The Saint Paulante Empire will block everything for you. The demon world will have at least a hundred years to recuperate. I also guarantee that the Saint Paulante Religion will last for a hundred years. The country will never do anything that harms the Demon Realm, and I will give up all the Land of Eternal Night to you."

Lanci added, offering Melogas his full deal.

The Land of Eternal Night, as the transitional zone between the Demon Realm and the Theocracy of St. Paulant, originally belonged to the orcs. Now the orcs are extinct. The side of Little Rock City has the majority of humans, and the side of Little Night City has the majority of demons. However, no matter which city-state has neither Belongs to the demon world and does not belong to the Theocracy of St. Paulante.

The two sides have never had a dispute over the ownership issue in these years, but they both know the value of this land of eternal night to the demon world and the Theocracy of St. Paulant. Sooner or later, conflicts will arise over the ownership and division of the land of eternal night.

For a proud demon like Melogas who is determined to become a demon king, she attaches no less importance to the deal than a demon princess like Thalia. Once the deal is formed, Melogas can be trusted to abide by the agreement.

"But what's in it for you?"

The blasphemous Lord Melogas thought for a while and asked Lan Qi in confusion.

Even though this can reduce sacrifices, to be honest, the lives of ordinary people have nothing to do with Pope St. Paulante, a unique creature that has entered the realm of the gods. There is no need for him to violate himself in this way.

Nothing can be exchanged for it except a reputation.

"As long as I can protect the Theocracy of St. Paulante and the Demon World for generations to come, I am willing to do so."

Lanci looked at Melogas and spoke Lanclos's heart.

He held out his white-gloved hand to Melogas, as if there was no point in talking, just waiting for her final answer.

This is both a proof of the covenant and a papal oath.

for a long time.

Melogas bit his lips and tilted his head, but did not agree to the Pope.

"Merogas, for the sake of my colleagues in the demon world, please help me."

Lan Qi lowered his attitude a little and begged.

"you…"

Melogas felt a little sad when he heard his voice.

He was already like this, so why did he still beg her in such a low voice?

At this moment, she was the only one who could help this man.

"Okay, I promise you, but Pope, please don't make a mistake. This is not due to the cooperation between the Demon Regent and you."

The blasphemous Lord Melogas finally made up his mind and nodded.

"Just as your friend, I promise to accompany you to do some mischief."

Melogas held Lanci's hand.

(End of chapter)

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