Do not confiscate my citizenship

Chapter 772: Hyperion Found a Little Gray Cat
In the Demon King's Palace, whose dome was engraved with celestial patterns, Lord Blasphemy Merogas looked at the princess on the throne with a look of satisfaction.

well.

Your Highness's reaction is correct.

Only such a weak little girl could be firmly controlled by her.

Merogas stopped staring at Hyperion and cast her gaze towards the audience, making the other demons dare not continue staring at her and the princess.

The throne room grew quieter.

Thereafter, apart from the sound of the pendulum gears turning, there was no further conversation between the two of them.

Almost all the demons present read Lord Blasphemy's expression.

Just now, the Ice Witch was about to say something, but was quickly stopped by Planai's eyes.

They weren't the only four great demons in the throne room.

There is a high probability that the four of them have replaced the current confidant position of the Demon Princess, and the other major demons are likely to be more inclined to be neutral or blasphemous.

When you can't figure out the stances of the other great demons, it's best not to provoke the terrifyingly powerful Lord of Blasphemy.

The best option is to first observe the current situation in the Demon Realm.

If there is any mistake, mission objective three, which requires everyone to survive, will fail.

The other side of the seats.

Antanas sighed.

Being familiar with Hyperion, she naturally understood that Hyperion's acting skills had reached perfection. Both her current fear and her previous tears were so real that they couldn't be more real. Lord Blasphemy had gradually let down his guard against Hyperion.

Hyperion has been a sentimental girl from the beginning. She cried alone after her father disappeared, and her sadness was beyond words the moment she learned of Calliera's death.

After following Lanqi for a long time, she realized that her best way to play was to choose a safe strategy to survive, not to create dangerous rhythms, and to wait to meet up with Lanqi and cooperate with him to win.

In the world line predicted by the goddess of fate, Hyperion had almost no power to resist and died quickly when facing an irresistible enemy.

All this made Hyperion understand how to win the game.

The best solution is to wait for Golanchi to come and attack, rather than doing any fancy moves yourself.

Therefore, her card configuration gradually changed from offensive to defensive, and she learned the way to survive by posing as a weak person to confuse the enemy.

But of course some people may not understand.

Some even lamented that Hyperion was a useless princess.

On the throne.

"..."

Hyperion wiped away her tears.

Seeing that the Ice Witch teacher and Planai and the others had reached a consensus on waiting and watching, Hyperion felt relieved.

Antanas and Shinora always follow Pranai's lead, and the Ice Witch has a more rigid temper.

The teacher cannot defeat the Lord of Blasphemy. Not to mention that the Lord of Blasphemy is at least at the level of a cardinal, the quasi-king of the Six Seals, the Lord of Blasphemy, will enable her to launch powerful special attacks against other great demons. Even if the four of them attack together, it will be quite dangerous.

There may also be many great demons in the throne room who support the Blasphemer.

Although Hyperion was angry, she knew that Lord Blasphemy had taken away the fruits of Calliera's victory and thus became the regent. But she knew that only by appearing weak and helpless could she gain the Lord Blasphemy's trust.

One of the mission objectives was to remind her to protect the little spark left by Kaliela.

She won't act rashly until she finds the clue.

"It seems it's almost time."

Lord of Blasphemy Merogas, at this moment, was overlooking the entire throne room as the regent.

She had a tall figure, and her black robe outlined her enchanting curves, yet also revealed a sinister aura, and her misty purple eyes flashed with a frightening edge.

Melogas raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.

At the moment the bell rang, she waved her hand gracefully, purple flames dancing on her fingertips, and a terrifying scream suddenly rang out in the throne room, and ghosts appeared and blocked the exit.

Many demons shuddered involuntarily and lowered their heads even lower.

"Everyone, I have called you all here today just to announce an important news, which is related to the future changes in our demon world."

Merogas looked around, sweeping his eyes over every demon, his gaze as sharp and cold as a blade.

"I believe many of you have already guessed it."

She spoke slowly, her voice pleasant to the ears, yet full of unquestionable majesty.

"..."

There was total silence from the audience, and no demon dared to speak in response.

"That's right, Lord Kaliera of the Fallen has disappeared. From now on, there will be no more Lords of the Fallen in the Demon Realm. I, Lord Blasphemy, will take over Kaliera's mission and continue to support Her Royal Highness the Princess in leading the Demon Realm, so that the Demon Realm can regain its glory in this upcoming prosperous era."

Melogas sneered and continued,
"During Kaliela's time, we were forced to sign the North-South Treaty with the Blood Clan, which was a great shame in the history of the Demon Clan. We almost lost our princess to her. But I am different. Under my leadership, both the Horning Empire and the Blood Clan were driven back to the south. This means that we originally had the strength to become the overlord of this world, but it was only because of Kaliela's incompetence that the world situation is what it is today."

As she spoke, she turned her eyes to the side, observing Hyperion's expression.

"Melogas, you're going too far! You shouldn't..."

Finally, an old demon in the audience stood up and criticized Merogas's remarks.

Before he could fully stand up.

His body was pierced by a thread-like magical power and exploded, leaving only blood foam that scattered in the air like rain, passing through the terrified faces of the surrounding demons, and was covered with fragments.

The end of the magic thread was being pulled by Merogas.

Merogas seemed not to have noticed the corpse. He just withdrew his raised fingertips without caring and let the magic power dissipate.

The hall was silent again for a few moments.

Even the other demons who knew what was going on dared to be angry but not to speak out.

The big demons that were close to the Kaliela faction had been killed or maimed in the fierce battles over the past twelve years, and almost all those who could fight had been sacrificed.

During the war, Merogas was more likely to form cliques and factions to protect themselves, but now she is the only one in power.

"Just now I accidentally heard some demons talking nonsense. I think no one will interrupt me next time, right?"

Lord of Blasphemy Merogas put his palm to his ear and turned his face to listen to the audience.

This time no demon spoke.

She was ready to speak again.

"But……"

Melogas suddenly changed the subject, his tone suddenly became cold.

"But if Her Royal Highness Princess still remembers our old friendship and wants to continue to govern the demon world according to the strategy left by Kaliela, our great cause will be in vain. Everyone, tell me, what should I do?"

Merogas's words were like thunder from the sky, exploding in the throne room.

The demons looked at each other with flickering eyes. I felt my scalp tingling and my back chilled.

There was something else in Merogas' words. This was an obvious attempt to shake the demons' loyalty to the princess, with the intention of sidelining her and replacing her.

"Lord Merogas, please forgive me for being blunt."

At this moment, a young demon suddenly spoke from the seat, and he saluted Merogas with flattery.

"Her Highness finally returned to the demon world, and she has always been obsessed with the human kingdom. In essence, she has long considered herself a human, and Kaliela indulged her, which created such a weak princess who can only cry when encountering problems. Should we really let a human girl in demon skin lead us?"

Before he finished his words, there was a "whoosh" sound, and a black light flashed by, like a silk thread, and penetrated into the chest of the demon.

The demon's body stiffened, and he fell to the ground with a thud, his corpse decaying into thick water.

In a flash, another demon was killed.

Looking in the direction of the black light, I saw that Blasphemy Queen had raised her scorpion tail with the tip of the tail pointing towards the seats.

This time it was Melogas who took action.

The other demons really didn't dare to say a word, and they didn't even dare to make the sound of swallowing.

Merogas went crazy.

"Humanity?"

Merogas glanced at the remains of the demons on the ground in the distance and said in a grim tone,
"Are you questioning our princess? I will not tolerate anyone who dares to speak rudely to the princess again."

She looked down upon the whole audience with haughtiness and a murderous aura around her.

As soon as the words were spoken, the entire throne room fell silent, and the demons became panic-stricken.

She would even kill those who spoke up for her.

Merogas deliberately killed the demons who openly stood on her side, just to establish her authority and show her loyalty and orthodoxy.

"Princess, I am the only one who would be so kind to you. After all, I am your aunt."

Lord of Blasphemy Merogas lowered his head, looked at Hyperion and spoke softly, the corners of his mouth trembling.

"..."

Hyperion gripped the armrests of the throne tightly, her knuckles turning white.

She swallowed hard and felt her throat was extremely dry.

If possible, she really wanted to ask her real aunt Talia to beat up this bad aunt Melogas.

But the cruel reality is that Tata, a civil official of the Third Seal, can never be a match for Merogas, a general of the Sixth Seal. "It seems that you understand my good intentions, Your Highness."

And Hyperion's subtle expression made the smile on Melogas' face even wider.

She reached out to touch Hyperion's cheek, but considering the occasion, she slowly stopped.

But Merogas's scorpion tail gradually wrapped around Hyperion's throne, outlining the shape of a heart.

Although she was very eager for the princess' body, she was not in a hurry.

"..."

Hyperion felt that Melogas's "good intentions" seemed more terrifying than his malice.

A chill rose from the soles of my feet and went straight to the top of my head.

It was the first time she had seen this kind of female demon.

Unlike Kaliela, Hyperion did not feel the slightest bit of affection or trust towards Lord Blasphemy Merogas.

On the contrary, one could only sense endless desire and lust from her.

"Okay, everyone, relax a little. Don't scare the princess."

Fortunately, Lord of Blasphemy Merogas no longer focused her attention on Hyperion. Instead, she laughed like a silver bell and told the demons her opinions and important matters.

……

Hyperion spent an agonizing time in the throne room and finally waited until the end of the meeting.

She stood up with a feeling of relief, walked down the steps and headed out of the hall under the gaze of Merogasi and the demons.

Only after leaving that suffocating space did she feel like she was breathing fresh air again.

If she took the initiative to look for Planai and the others at this time, it would definitely arouse Merogas's vigilance and suspicion.

All he had to do was wait for Pranai and Antanas to contact him. With their special abilities, it wouldn't be difficult for them to bypass Merogas at the right time.

In the Demon Realm Palace, the main hall on the first floor is a huge circular Regency Hall.

Upstairs is the exclusive area for the royal family, including a study, bedroom, conference room and many other features that a mansion should have.

In the past, except for Lord Fallen Kaliela and the demons she allowed, other demons were not allowed to enter the higher floors of the palace.

This practice seems to be still maintained today.

Hyperion walked through the long corridor with ancient and heavy stone pillars on both sides.

She quickened her pace, wanting to return to her room, the still familiar residence.

Finally, she reached the second floor of the palace and pushed open the door to her bedroom.

In the spacious bedroom, the purple-red sunset shines through the gauze curtains onto the soft carpet.

The heavy curtains blocked out most of the light from outside.

Hyperion looked out of the room quietly. Outside the window was the palace garden and the barrier in the distance.

Her eyes penetrated the translucent barrier and looked out at the inland bay of the royal capital.

Last time.

It was in the restaurant across the bay that he came to find himself.

Then came a dreamlike and unforgettable summer.

But I didn't expect that when I returned to the demon world again, everything had changed. Kaliela was no longer in the Demon King's Palace, and Lanqi was no longer in the mansion across the bay.

Hyperion leaned against the door tiredly and took a deep breath. Only then did she feel her tense nerves relax a little and she went to open the curtains completely.

However, at this moment, she seemed to notice some subtle movement under the dressing table.

Hyperion's heart tightened and she subconsciously summoned her dagger.

But when she looked closely, she found that it was just a ball of gray fur.

She took two steps closer in confusion and squatted down.

With the faint sunset light, Hyperion could see clearly that it was a young gray cat curled up in the shadow of the corner.

It seemed that it didn't like the light, and Hyperion's action of pulling down the curtains just now disturbed it.

Hyperion crouched in front of the dressing table curiously.

The shadows of a man and a cat looked at each other on the carpet.

The gray kitten was thin, with scars on its body, and its eyes were dull and lonely, and full of vigilance.

The more Hyperion looked at the little gray cat, the more she felt an indescribable sense of closeness towards it.

The familiar demon magic made Hyperion certain that this was not a kitten, but a demon child disguised as a cat and curled up in the corner.

The pendant on its chest is engraved with the demonic word "Tamisha".

Hyperion reached out her hand tentatively.

The gray kitten also backed away.

But there is a wall behind it, and there is no way to avoid it.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

Hyperion slowed down the speed at which her hand approached it and spoke softly.

Finally, she gently held the little gray cat in her arms.

The moment you touch it.

Hyperion felt a familiar magical power.

Like a warm current, it began to resonate along Hyperion's fingertips.

It was as if it was the last spark left by Kaliera.

There is no doubt that this demon child has inherited some of Kaliela's most original power.

"That's great...it's the life you protected."

Tears streamed down Hyperion's fair cheeks as she tried hard to force a smile.

Hyperion held it close to her chest, her tears bitter yet filled with relief and emotion.

She looked at the wounds on the little gray cat's body with heartache, quickly put it on the mattress, and began to search for medicine in the cabinet.

The Lord of Blasphemy seemed to hate this kitten that only had the scent of Kaliela, so he liked to abuse it very much, but due to some concerns he did not kill it for the time being, so that the already young gray cat became completely autistic, and now it was particularly hostile to Hyperion.

When Hyperion turned around with the medicine box.

But he found that the little gray cat had jumped back under the dressing table and stayed alone in the shadow.

"So you hate being here so much..."

Hyperion lowered her eyes with a look of distress and relief, and said to the little gray cat.

No wonder, in this cage-like palace, the little gray cat might just be waiting for Kaliela, hoping that Kaliela will come back and find it one day.

But Kaliela would never come back.

It might be really dangerous to continue staying here. The unpredictable Lord of Blasphemy might soon start clearing out the things left behind by Kaliela.

"It's okay, let's go together."

Hyperion once again took out the little gray cat from under the dressing table.

She looked at the eye shadow world information.

[Mission Objective 1: Protect the little spark left by Kaliela.]

[Mission Objective 2: Understand the state of mind of Lanklos of the Black Sun: 0.13%. (Unfinished)]

I just didn't look for a while and there were some changes in mission objective 2.

Although she still didn't understand what mission objective two was, mission objective one had become clear to her.

If you want the safest way, you must go to the demon ancestral land in the Purgatory City of Pascual.

As the only orthodox royal family in the world, as long as she stays in the demon clan's ancestral land, no demon clan can threaten her.

Therefore, her mission goal can also be understood as successfully reaching the ancestral land.

"Shall we go together?"

Hyperion murmured to herself, her tone full of relief.

"Go to a safe place, where you won't be bullied by demons."

She closed her eyes and pressed her cheek against the gray kitten that smelled of Kaliela's magic.

"..."

The little gray cat ignored Hyperion.

He just tried his best to push her away with his claws.

It didn't like this young demon woman pretending to be a mother, and was even unwilling to change back into human form in front of her.

No one can tame it.

Nor would it ever hand over the treasures of Calliera.

(End of this chapter)