again, his vision gradually came into focus.He found himself sitting in the back row of a classroom that was as wide as a theater.In the dim space, the only light source was the faint glow emanating...Chapter 361: Ranchi thought to himself, how could there be a young lady here who needs help

The entrance to the Rock Intersection Station's concourse, which was supposed to be orderly and well-maintained, now finds itself in a state of mild disarray due to an unknown cause.

The ascetic monk's war preparations were swift and decisive, a glint of vigilance in his eyes revealing the gravity of the current task. Under the light, the iron and glass structure seemed particularly cold and hard in this unexpected situation, reflecting the anxious faces of the passengers.

And all eyes were focused on the two noble maidens surrounded at the gate.

"Miss Mary Milfort, if you are innocent, we assure you that we will not harm you in any way. And once your innocence is proven, we will release you immediately."

The High Priest, with the air of a perfect gentleman, bowed and said.

"...."

The line of passengers snaked down the aisle, each one waiting with a sense that something was about to happen suddenly. The mood among the ordinary Imperial passengers mirrored the temperature in the station: both were steadily dropping toward freezing point.

Not only Hubleyan and Mishura, but everyone far and wide knows that the promises of the Obliterators are worthless.

In this silence, the air was pierced by a sudden, finely fragmented wind, unusually clear.

The Grand Master remained seated, awaiting the response of the two noble ladies before him.

"I will miss the opening of Protoss Royal Magic Academy, and under no circumstances can you apprehend Imperial nobles without evidence and a warrant."

Even though Huberlian appeared to have no temper before, at this moment, the corners of her eyes twitched slightly, revealing a hint of displeasure. She found the domineering and unreasonable behavior of the Annihilation Branch unacceptable.

"If we truly have a problem, you are more than welcome to bring legitimate documents from the police department to Helmrom School and take us into custody. At that time, regardless of our consent, the school administration will cooperate and prioritize executing your duties."

Misura also stepped forward half a step, her voice becoming more forceful.

The two of them were scheduled to depart for Helrom, the imperial capital, at eleven o'clock in the morning. There was a three-hour gap between the trains from Milford County to the Box Mountain Province and from Box Mountain to Helrom, which the Earl of Milford took into account when allowing ample time for transfers, rest, and preparation.

But being detained by the Obliteration Knights for a trip means missing the originally scheduled train no matter what the investigation reveals. If I’m kept locked up for another day or two, by the time I get out, purchasing a last-minute ticket will likely prevent me from entering Protos Royal Magic Academy for a whole week.

That strict and semi-closed school, with a rule prohibiting students from leaving the premises on weekdays as punishment and an extreme measure to maintain academic credit assessments, also disallowed any student who was late from rejoining during the day.

"I'm sorry, but matters concerning the Northern War are classified. We have priority in executing them. If you wish to sue us, please contact Earl Milford."

The Grand Master stared at Miss Myra for a moment. His words still sounded polite, but his eyes had begun to contain a restrained coldness.

It's like telling her that if she causes any more trouble, regardless of whether she's a countess or not, she'll receive a lesson she won't ever forget.

Hubert immediately grabbed Misura's hand, holding on tightly for a few moments before pulling her behind him.

"The MilFord family has never offended your Oblivion branch. Next week, Lord Milford will still go to the imperial capital for the election. Are you trying to drag the Oblivion bishop down with you"

She stopped Mirella from arguing with the High Priest and asked him directly.

"...

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The High Priest's eyes flickered with a moment of hesitation, but quickly regained their composure and became resolute.

"Even if Lord Milford is disappointed in our Desolation branch for this, I must keep her. It is my duty. Please understand."

He gave not an inch.

If he had originally intended to consider the influence of Lord Milford's family, now he is prepared to tear his face off with them.

>"..."

Seeing the Master of the Annihilation Branch in such a state, Hughberlian's nerves tensed, gripping Misura's hand.

If she wanted to run now, forcefully escaping from Box Mountain Province would probably be no problem, but that would certainly put the Milfords, who helped her forge her identity, in danger.

If she went along with their wishes and entered the Silent Knight's temple, if anything happened, she might not even be able to run away. The more they investigated, the more likely it was that some oversight would emerge.

No matter what, it's approaching a dead end.

"I'll go with you."

Having a myriad of complex emotions churning within her, Huberli finally let out a helpless sigh.

No matter what, even if she shoulders the most important mission, she could never betray the Milfordians for her own safety.

"I want to be with my older sister."

Miselle's lips were pressed into a thin line, her face impassive. She gripped Huberlian's arm tightly, making it clear she wasn't letting go.

The Grandmaster chuckled coldly. These two conceited noble ladies had wasted so many of his words, now that Miura wanted to leave, he wouldn't let her.

If these two keep up this attitude, then at that time we'll have to properly tame them both in the Temple of the Ebon Knights. Even as hostages, we can get Earl Milford to cast his vote for the Ebon Bishop without any hesitation.

Once the Bishop of Silence is elected, cooperation between the Protoss Empire and the Church of Resurrection will be inevitable. Even if Earl Milford sees his two daughters violated or killed, he can only swallow his anger.

Alright, you two go together then.

The Grand Inquisitor gestured to the heavily armored knights behind him, who escorted the two women away. The many passengers in line behind them instinctively chose to step back temporarily.

Passengers on trains departing in several hours had already left the waiting queue and gone elsewhere. Only those passengers whose trains were due to depart soon remained, waiting with difficulty.

When transferring, there was a traffic jam ahead. Normally one would be anxious, but at this time, no one dared to speak.

When the dust settled and silence reigned, Huberli felt a bitter ache in her heart. She knew she hadn't made any mistakes. These silent monks didn't seem to have discovered an oversight; rather, they had somehow stumbled upon her by pure chance.

This pure matter of chance, Huberlyan was all too familiar with. No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't dispel her bad luck, which even extended to those who helped her. In the end, even her powerful father, who had always protected her, seemed to be affected by her misfortune and disappeared.

She always felt like she was cursed, that luck would always seem to run out on her.

Until she met Lance, whose fate was a little too hard, her misfortune had turned into good fortune. This man seemed to carry all of her luck with him.

Now that Lance is gone, that feeling of helplessness washes over me again.

But she could no longer call out Lan Qi's name with all her might like she did at the Purgatory Corridor Academy, and have him suddenly appear to save her.

Oh Goddess, what should I do now

At that moment, the crowd, which had huddled together, parted once more, as if soldiers had cleared a path through them.

And Huberly's countenance, which had grown dim, was once again lifted by the commotion, her gaze lifting slightly.

What are you doing

A leisurely voice, tinged with confusion and impatience, arose.

It seemed as though the gate had been blocked for a long time, making him feel that this was very unfair.

Three more chapters today, and two more before 9:30pm.

(The End)

[ ]e crystalline steps gently deposited Lawrence and Lance onto the third-floor corridor.They stepped onto this pathway imbued with the artistry of magic engineering, within the guildhall of cartographer...