Don’t Confiscate My Citizenship: Chapter 370 Hyperion appears

 Chapter 370 Hyperion appears

 At night, north of the imperial capital Herom.

The magic energy rail train just came out of the trembling dark gray rock tunnel, passed through the winding mountains, and entered the endless and symmetrical silent ancient forest.

The silhouette of the mountain top is accompanied by the occasional flickering lights, and the Herrom National Forest Park and lake outside the fortress city-state appear deeper amid the roar of the train.

The outline of Herrom in the distance gradually became clearer, and the city lights lit up one by one, dotting the sky, as if responding to the stars in the dark curtain.

In the carriage, the hands of the clock have just passed seven o'clock, and the pale yellow lights are dancing on the solid wood decoration. Passengers are sitting quietly or talking, and the noise and silence are intertwined. The conductors are busy patrolling between the carriages, responding to the passengers' questions in an orderly manner. All kinds of requests, and after every service, they all continued their pace with a professional smile.

Hyperion was sitting by the window, her face looking quietly out the window was reflected on the glass, red hair accessories were dotted in her dark hair, and her long hair fell diagonally on her shoulders.

Michura opposite has already changed into the uniform of Protus Royal Academy of Magic in advance, and the tips of her ears have some subtle demonic features.

From time to time, the sound of Michula turning the pages of a book could be heard between the two of them. They both kept quiet until they were about to arrive at their destination, Herrom.

 Outside, the scenery flashed by, and occasionally the light of Helrom could be seen more clearly.

The sound of the book pages closing broke the silence, and Michula put the book into her handbag. Although she had not finished reading the "Jihad Romance" borrowed from her sister, she decided not to If you indulge in it again, wait until you get back to school to watch it again.

“Sister, don’t worry. The imperial capital of Herom is not that dangerous. The Church of Resurrection cannot be as rampant as the Nirvana branch in the north. At least we won’t encounter people from the Church of Resurrection in school.”

Michura seemed to notice some worry in Hyperion's expression, so she comforted her.

 She felt that her sister might still be uneasy because of her previous experience in the Box Mountain Province.

Most of the time, Hyperion looks calm. Only when she is getting along with Mithula, she relaxes a little and reveals her true mood.

 “Mishaura...I understand, thank you.”

Hyperion looked at Mihura because of what she said. She was slightly startled, and then thanked her.

Although he briefly experienced a thrill at the checkpoint in the Box Mountain Province, the journey through the northern part of the empire to the central part was unexpectedly peaceful for more than a day.

Staying in this comfortable space, it is indeed easy for her to naturally become less nervous in front of people close to her.

However, Mithula didn’t know the mission she shouldered and the hellish tasks she would have to face after arriving in the imperial capital of Herom.

She still gets scared every time she thinks about sneaking into an isolated prison in this strange city, or even going deep into the dark depths that can seal off the eighth-level demons.

 But no one could tell her, she could only keep this secret work in her heart.

 “How is it? Do you still like this book?”

Hyperion noticed that Michaela was starting to prepare for the train to arrive at the station, and asked with a smile.

The book that Michula put away just now was a book that the Ice Witch lent to Hyperion to entertain herself when she was bored on the road. Later, she lent it to Michula to read.

This is a book that has been circulated in the Protos Empire from the beginning, and it will not arouse suspicion in Protos. The most important thing is that the Ice Witch sealed [The Poet of Love] as a bookmark and can hide it in this book. Go through security check. "It's quite interesting. I don't want to watch anything else right now. I just want to watch the hysteria of a defeated dog."

 Mixiura crossed her arms seriously and commented.

Although this is a novel with the historical background of the Jihad era, and the story and characters are completely fabricated, there are three heroines with different characteristics in the book. One of them is the main palace who seems to have the most aura of the main palace, and the other is a looker. The defeated dog who seems to have the most aura of a true palace, and a defeated dog who seems to have the most aura of a defeated dog.

“Are you talking about the girl who is either eating or holding something to eat every time she appears?”

Hyperion asked in confusion. This book, which was just released by the Empire Royal Academy of Magic Press at the beginning of this year, only has the first part. It’s hard to tell who is the winner in the end.

 “That’s her.”

 Mixiura nodded.

 “I think she’s cute.”

Hyperion felt that if she were a boy, she would definitely like the heroine the most.

“I think the cutest thing is the young heroine. If life is a journey, she feels despair and loneliness, but she can dispel these emotions, behave elegantly and keep her promises, and has beauty worthy of being held in the palm of her hand.”

Michura said to Hyperion with a girlish heart.

As soon as the two of them discussed topics related to this book, the short waiting time seemed to speed up, and the minute hand of the clock turned twice without even realizing it.

With a slight tremor, the train began to slow down. The stars and lights outside the car window gradually reduced their speed. The quiet night was replaced by the lights of the Helrom platform that was gradually approaching.

 The low humming sound between the wheels and the rails that lasted all night gradually faded away, announcing that the end of the journey had arrived.

Michola and Hyperion both raised their heads from the world of books, and the conversation stopped. Their eyes looked at the outside world through the carriage window.

As we approach the platform, the hurried people gradually become clearer, and the sounds of passengers walking outside the boxes can be heard one after another.

“Sister, let’s go to the business district to buy some things later and then go back to school.”

Michura looked out the window, then looked at Hyperion and said, she always felt that her sister could never completely relax after leaving home.

“If we don’t take advantage of the weekend to go outside the school, we won’t be able to go out for several days on Monday.”

If possible, Mithula obviously doesn’t want to stay in the Protos Royal Academy of Magic for a minute.

 The luggage that was previously checked at the station will be delivered directly to their residences by Protos Royal Academy’s docking service.

As noble students, the Earl of Milford handled the check-in procedures for them in a single-family residence in the residential area on the north side of the college.

After getting off the bus, they had almost no luggage. If they left the station and walked south, they could walk to Protos Royal Academy of Magic in more than ten minutes. If they walked north, they would reach a very prosperous area in the southern part of the city-state of Helrom. The commercial district not only has many famous shops in Herrom, but also has a lot of excitement to see.

 (End of this chapter)