Don't Confiscate My Citizenship Chapter 820

Chapter 820 Hyperion stabs Ranch

It was a rainy afternoon in Briarda. Thin raindrops fell like silver needles, shrouding the Kalchi Art Gallery at 84 Charing Cross Street in a hazy mist.

Even though it was dark, there was still a lot of traffic at the door and a constant flow of people.

This three-story building built in the 16th century of the solar calendar is simple and elegant. The traces of time have left indelible marks on it. The ivory white walls are dotted with reliefs, and the brick-red roof is looming under the ivy wrap. Under the eaves The hanging copper wind chimes swayed gently in the breeze, tinkling.

The door of the gallery is closed, and the "Closed" sign in front of the door sways and glows coldly under the dim street lights, as if silently rejecting the passers-by to stop.

Occasionally, three or two pedestrians walked by in a hurry, holding black umbrellas and turning into blurry silhouettes in the rain.

The private art gallery founded by Harrison Calci, a professor at the Royal Academy of Arts in Creation, has a history of nearly a hundred years. Although it has changed hands several times, it has always maintained the gallery business.

However, there are still storekeepers at the Kalci Art Museum today, waiting for the arrival of several scheduled guests.

　　The receptionist looked through the magazine in his hand boredly, looking up at the door from time to time, waiting for the moment when the heavy oak door was pushed open.

Finally, at exactly two o'clock in the afternoon, accompanied by the chatter of young women, the oak gallery door with a thick copper handle opened with a creak, and a stream of humid air poured into the room.

“It was just cloudy in the morning, and it started to rain lightly in the afternoon. It won't be surprising if it rains heavily later.”

The leading woman looked around, with a hint of exhaustion in her tone.

“It's always been cold and wet lately, and I feel like my heart is getting rusty.”

“Before I know it, it will be November 12th.”

Another female voice echoed,

“The day after tomorrow is the Festival of the Moon God, and we might be able to go to the Monastery of St. Creation to visit the festival.”

It is definitely not Antanas who likes to join in the fun.

Although such unnecessary travel may increase unnecessary danger, prayer to the gods is always necessary to some extent, and it may bring good luck and protection.

What's more, they really haven't received any clear missions in the past few days since they came to Brilda.

Only today, at noon, I received news of the meeting with Miss Unity, the Allied spy liaison.

“Teacher, do you think we can go?”

Hyperion looked at the Ice Witch beside her and asked her.

The Snow Witch is actually the real person in charge. Antanas and Shinora are almost pure thugs, while Pranay doesn't speak much or put forward opinions most of the time. He is only responsible for ensuring the safety around the house.

“I'm fine.”

Although the Ice Witch Artis is a priest of the Church of the Goddess of Destiny, she is also very close to the Moon God and has devout respect for this god.

It is said that the goddess of healing and the silver moon will grant blessings to living beings on the occasion of the full moon and heal the misfortunes and pains of the past.

There are also many hymns and legends about the Moon Goddess.

“Then let's take a look at the situation first.”

Wearing a navy blue double-breasted woolen coat and carrying a Birkin bag, Hyperion led the way into the Calci Gallery.

She took off her sunglasses, revealing a pair of noble amber eyes.

The water drops on the coat shimmered in the dim light, and Antanas and others followed closely behind. Although they were also stained by some rainwater, they were talking leisurely.

They walked straight to the counter.

“Hello, is this Miss Milian who has made an appointment to see the painting?”

The young clerk in a black uniform with a name tag on his chest raised his head behind the counter and asked in a friendly but polite manner.

"Yes, I heard that you have a new work by Mr. Deputy Mallett. I made an appointment to come and take a look in the next few days."

Hyperion spoke in a calm tone, as if she was just an art lover who came here because of her reputation.

"plz follow me."

The clerk immediately stood up and led the group through the exhibition hall to the stairs leading to the second floor.

The gallery is filled with the faint scent of vetiver and cedar wood.

What comes to you is the Elsaiya Sanctuary-style flowing water fountain statue. The clear water gurgling in the quiet space. After passing through the foyer, a high-ceiling exhibition hall of about 500 square meters suddenly opens up.

The group of people stepped onto the stairs covered with dark red wool carpets, and the wooden steps creaked slightly under their feet.

On the brown wall, several copper wall lamps exude a dim yellow light. On the wall next to the wall lamps are landscape paintings, which seem to depict the lakes and mountains on the outskirts of Brilda.

The clerk led them through the winding corridor and stopped in front of an inconspicuous wooden door at the end.

“Miss Unity is inside, thank you for coming.”

He took out a well-made brass key from his pocket, inserted it into the keyhole, and twisted it gently. With a crisp click, the heavy wooden door slowly opened, revealing the office behind it, and turned sideways made a gesture of invitation.

“There is a forbidden barrier here, so you can speak with confidence.”

The clerk resigned respectfully and closed the door, leaving Hyperion and others behind.

The walls of the secret room are decorated with marble carvings, and the curtains are tightly drawn to isolate the light and noise outside.

“I'm very sorry for summoning you in a hurry today.”

Next to the coffee table in the center of the room, Unity stood on the side of the sofa and bowed to several people.

“No matter what happens, we are here to help you and we are waiting for your news at any time.”

Hyperion stepped forward and sat opposite Unity.

"Thank you. The task I'm going to give you this time... was also mentioned last time. It's very difficult anyway."

Unity said seriously.

After saying that, she took out an envelope sealed with wax sealant from the inside of her coat and presented it to Hyperion.

Hyperion took the envelope, opened the seal, and took out the letter inside.

The above is a photo and a detailed recent trip report about the owner of the photo.

Page after page.

“Go and kill him, can you do it?”

Unity lowered her voice and asked Hyperion, as well as her four mysterious guards.

“Evil Professor Landry?”

Hyperion took a look at the information and raised her head to ask Unity.

The young man in the photo has eyes as blue as the lake. He is wearing a fedora hat with a dome and a small brim, a simple top hat, and a loose jacket over a gray suit and vest, which makes him look more like a military industrialist. Calm and aloof.

Hyperion has also been learning about the current situation and news of the Crean Empire recently. Landry's reputation in the academic circles of the Crean Empire is increasing day by day, and in the past few days, his status is likely to skyrocket. Become the leader of the new magic agency committee that Creation will establish.

The reason why the Allied forces have not regarded him as the number one assassination target because he is extremely dangerous is because he has temporarily maintained a short-term cooperative relationship with the Allied forces.

Professor Landry is a well-connected old man. He can easily gain the trust of the Imperial people around him. He is also very comfortable in the Imperial Special Operations Division. He is also highly regarded by Director Dax. He dares to play risky moves. Taking advantage of the power of the Allied Forces, the political opponents were unable to take care of him.

“That's right, that's the guy.”

Unity looked solemn, with a hint of worry.

The cooperation with Landry is a compromise strategy forced by the situation, which is essentially a recipe for danger.

Conspirators like Professor Landry will only do more harm to the Allies than their own interests. Once he stops cooperating with the Allies, he will be a complete bomb.

Since the superiors have already given full authority over Professor Landry's related matters to Unity, Unity can first judge and implement everything according to the situation, and then report to the superiors.

Unity originally had no way to kill Landry, but she had no hope until she saw reinforcements like Hyperion.

“Why are we taking action now?”

After reading the letter, Hyperion handed it to Unity, who then burned it with a magic weapon.

She doesn't know what changes are happening within the empire now.

"If nothing else goes wrong, Landry will soon terminate his cooperation with us, and may backhand us. This man is capable of such a thing."

Uniti clenched her fists.

The humiliating defeat to Landry on the Blilda train was still fresh in her mind.

Today it happened that the Imperial Special Operations Division had withdrawn part of its defense against Landry.

It is said that the operations department is in civil strife, and an Allied spy has been caught, and he is a high-level official of the Imperial Special Operations Department.

Uniti is currently unable to confirm the specific situation. But Landry may be losing control.

Once he successfully reaches the position he wants and no longer fears the imperial nobles who want to embarrass him, he will no longer need the help of their allies. The best strategy is to cut off from them as soon as possible. Or even catch them all in one fell swoop in exchange for success.

If we don't take action now, this tiger will run away.

“So it's like this, this pure-bred lackey doesn't feel at all safe as a friend with him, and you have to be on guard against him stabbing you in the back at any time.”

Hyperion nodded after listening to Unity's latest information today.

Her eyes gradually became stern.

Just hearing Unity's description of Landry's deeds, Hyperion felt an uncontrollable murderous intention that spread like ripples.

“Landry is very strong. He is not even the real Landry, but a mysterious Imperial man. You must not mistake him for Level 6.”

Unity noticed Hyperion's condition and knew Hyperion's answer. She would obviously be obligated to this task.

In fact, Unity has a good impression of Hyperion. They are both Allied secret agents. Hyperion has a strong escort, but has no airs. Like her, they are comrades who have firm beliefs and fight against the imperial invaders.

“Miss Unity, have you ever fought with him?”

Hyperion's eyes softened for a moment and she asked Unity.

“His spiritual magic is quite terrifying, and he can even read his opponent's memories to a certain extent…”

Unity confirmed, telling Hyperion about what happened to her on the Brilda train that day.

Moreover, it reminds people of their best memories and turns them into unrealizable dreams.

Just thinking about that **** prying into her spiritual world on the train made Unity extremely afraid of him.

“Miss Unity, please excuse me.”

Before the Ice Witch finished speaking, she raised her hand and tapped her fingertips on Unity's forehead.

Unity was slightly stunned as she was accompanied by an invisible ripple of magic power.

She didn't feel any discomfort at all, she was just surprised that the opponent was so fast and she didn't have the slightest ability to deal with it.

After a few breaths, the fluctuations in the air in the room calmed down, nothing happened, and the Ice Witch also retracted her hand.

“It's okay, I gave you the magic spell [Pure Mind Curse] to relieve the negative state, but you showed no signs of being mentally controlled.”

The Ice Witch apologized to Unity.

“It's okay, thank you very much for helping me cast the spell-breaking magic.”

Unity waved her hands quickly, secretly amazed in her heart.

She was actually worried about what Landry might do to her spiritual world that day.

Fortunately, quite unfathomable reinforcements have returned.

Hearing that the other party said that her mental world was normal, Unity felt relieved.

“Hey, teacher, can this kind of curse-breaking technique remove mind-control spells?”

Hyperion asked curiously.

Wouldn't it be possible to solve it with a power like Rashar's [Blood Heart Control]?

"First of all, if the opponent is an eighth-level military god, it will not be so easy for the curse-breaking spell to completely hit and work. Secondly, if it is a higher-level mental negative state, it cannot be resolved with my magic. I can only illuminate it. Come out. Unless there is a more targeted way to break the curse, such as the high-level priest of the Moon Goddess, maybe there is a way to break the curse."

The Ice Witch explained to Hyperion.

This is why she believes that the probability of Violet being controlled by the Sixth Army Divine Water Beryl is extremely low. As the high priest of the Moon Goddess, Violet is probably not affected by mind control magic at all.

Of course, another major prerequisite for being controlled by [Blood Controlling Heart] is that you have a psychic injury. If you are a person with a flawless heart, Rashal's power will not be able to work on him.

“Understood.”

Hyperion can generally be sure that Landry is not disguised as Rashal, the third ancestor of the vampires.

If it were Rashael, Unity would probably be under forced control.

Because Unity had just openly revealed her deepest regrets to Hyperion, and she was within the controllable scope of Rashal.

"Huberlian, if you feel dangerous, there is no need to take risks. Your safety is more important."

Unity cherishes Hyperion and the combat power she brings, and they can play a more important role.

If Landry really can't be killed, there is no need to gamble on the best assassins of their allies in Brilda.

“Don't worry, he won't survive tonight.”

Hyperion's expression was still as calm as ever, and her eyes were tainted with a hint of the color of an executioner.

She hated such imperial lackeys deeply.

She still remembered the newspaper that day. Under the administrative building of the Imperial Special Operations, several secret service officers cordially received the young Imperial professor in a gray coat. Their collusion and overwhelming power were all written on that page. On the banner of "loyalty and courage first, protecting the country with iron and blood".

Landry was also proud of this, with his back straight and his thumbs up.

“This war criminal, invader…”

Hyperion was itching to see this, and she had long wanted to kill this imperial military scientist who was developing biological extermination weapons.

Everyone in that photo might be harboring evil intentions, except for this professor, whose warlord temperament was not an act.

Uniti breathed a sigh of relief.

"By the way, Hyperion, the information about the actors and actresses of the released version of "Romance of the Holy War - Cinderella" that you asked me to help you investigate last time was hidden by Abigail. It is said that there is a confidentiality contract. The supernova actors she discovered involve commercial secrets, and their information will be disclosed in the next important project, and we cannot investigate it for the time being."

After Unity handed over the task, the stone hanging in her heart was temporarily relieved, and she started chatting with Hyperion.

Although Unity will still feel nervous and worried about Hyperion before the results of tonight's mission, but seeing the confidence and calmness of Hyperion and her companions, Unity also feels that tonight Derry will not live long enough.

“Oh okay, thank you.”

Hyperion nodded.

She has also heard about Director Abigail.

As the chief director of the Brilda Opera House, Abigail is also the leading talented magic craftsman in the Kraiju Empire. However, her interest is not in magic engineering at all. Due to her special attributes, sometimes the empire has to ask for her. When it comes to doing things, it's not surprising that Director Abigail has extraordinary connections and means.

“Don't worry, Xiubao, they can't be from Lan Qi and Tata.”

Sinola comforted Huberine and said.

Although this guess is ridiculous.

But Sinora understood that Hyperion seemed to have unintentionally asked Unity to ask her a favor last time. In fact, ever since she saw the opera released, Hyperion had been internally consumed and thinking wildly. She was worried that Thalia had already died in the past few months. Got it together with Lan Qi.

However, the play is indeed a bit strange. There is no real emotion between the actors, so it may be difficult to perform it.

“No, I believe them, I really believe them.”

Hyperion stubbornly shook her head and denied to Sinora,

“I just feel that the actors in the play have a sense of déjà vu. Maybe one of the male and female protagonists is played by Ranchi or Tata?”

Hyperion said firmly.

Her aunt and her would-be boyfriend are innocent. They have been traveling for half a year, and she is reassured that they will not cross the line.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt a little restless.

She wanted to get down to business quickly. Only in this way could she calm down.

“Be careful.”

Unity gave further instructions and stood up to send them away.

Now Unity feels more and more that Landry is a very chaotic person.

Obviously she already has two fiancées, but she actually wants her to send an allied fiancée over.

Unity suspected that Landry simply wanted her to offer a female spy as a sacrifice for his enjoyment. Such a bad taste also made Unity difficult to evaluate.

“Miss Unity, tonight I will let you see what the King of Hell is called.”

Hyperion gave Unity a cruel smile and promised.

Let's not talk about her already superb stealth skills at level seven.

Four big demons followed and entered Landry's house. Whoever she named would die.

(End of this chapter)

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