Don't confiscate my citizenship

Late September.

Botswana Province, south of the Crane Empire.

Golden leaves fell in the breeze, the sun shone through the thin clouds, and fell on the roof of the magic train with the autumn leaves. The train slowly stopped at the platform, and passengers rushed to the door.

At the end of the passengers, an old gentleman was carrying a box in one hand, waiting on the platform until the passengers in front of him gradually got on the train.

He wore gloves and leaned on a cane. He was tall and looked about sixty years old, but he still stood upright.

His angular face, high cheekbones and deep eye sockets made his eyes look bright. Although wrinkles had appeared at the corners of his eyes, they still couldn't cover up his bright eyes.

His gray hair was slightly curly, trimmed properly, combed meticulously, and tied into a small braid at the back of his head.

The old gentleman took a deep breath of the cool autumn wind and stood still like a chess player.

[Lovia, a 62-year-old publisher from Glen Waverley, the northern border of the Krewe Empire, a border civilian with a little savings, who wanted to do some business in the imperial capital of Brillda. ]

- This is his new identity after coming to the Krewe Empire.

To be honest, Lanqi has never played an old man, so he can only try to imitate the usual posture of the most familiar Professor Bo Laao.

Lanqi carefully examined his outfit in the reflection of the carriage again to make sure there were no flaws, and then walked towards the train slowly.

There were fewer passengers in the aisle of the carriage than when he first arrived at the station.

Lanqi walked in the aisle with his luggage and felt that it was very spacious.

"Sir, please show your ticket."

The polite attendant who appeared in front blocked Lanqi's way.

He took out the ticket from his pocket and handed it over calmly.

"Welcome to the Brillda Magic Train. Room 404, please go straight to the fourth carriage, the fourth room. Have a pleasant journey!"

The attendant took another look at the handsome old man, verified it successfully with the equipment in his hand, and immediately turned aside to show Lanqi the direction.

"Thank you."

Lanqi nodded and took the ticket.

The interior decoration of the train is simple and elegant, and the mahogany box is carved with patterns, exuding the fragrance of aged wood.

"Four-zero-three, four-zero-four..."

Lanqi walked along the aisle, silently reciting the number plate on the door, and soon found his compartment.

He opened the door and walked in.

Since it is only a short-distance train, there are no sleeper berths, and each compartment should have two passengers, but it is correspondingly luxurious and comfortable, with wide seats and spacious storage racks.

After Lanqi put the luggage on the storage rack, he sat upright on the soft cushion, and his body and mind were relaxed.

At this moment, he was wearing a sophisticated black coat in the style of Cremorne, with dark gold patterns embroidered on the collar and cuffs, and a dark green shirt inside. He looked like a businessman, although he was a publisher of unknown significance.

The old man, the Persian spy Lovia, who originally maintained this identity, was a publisher. He was knowledgeable and had unique insights. He could talk about literature, history and philosophy. Fortunately, Lanqi also knew a little about them and was competent for the role.

It would be nice to have a more convenient identity.

Lanqi couldn't help but hold his chin and looked out the window.

Once he entered the capital of Blierda, it would be more troublesome to get a new identity and change it. It would require a lot of intelligence and preparation, and it would be discovered if he was not careful.

Suddenly he missed Frey very much. Investigating evidence and gathering intelligence were still detective Frey's specialties. When he worked with Frey in the capital of Ikerite, he had never seen a lock that Frey couldn't open or an evidence that he couldn't get.

It has been almost a year since I last saw Frey before I went to the North Continent.

Whenever I asked my acquaintances at Ikrit Academy about Frey, neither President Monaster nor Secretary Luvisil mentioned it. Only the president hinted to Lanqi that Frey might have gone south when he said goodbye.

The south of the Kingdom of Hutton is either the South Wantina Border Territory or the vast territory of the Kreiwen Empire in the south.

Outside the car window, the green mountains are endless. Looking around, the autumn colors are all over the mountains and the forests are dyed, which is beautiful.

His new face is reflected on the double-layer composite glass.

Lanqi slowly retracted his hand that was supporting his chin. The old man shouldn't make such a move.

He should be more mature and dignified.

And it's always a bit strange to touch the mask with a gloved hand.

But in order to hide from others, these are necessary. Makeup alone can't turn you into a sixty-year-old man.

"It's hard for you to play an old human, right?" Talia thought to Ranchi. She found it troublesome to see Ranchi putting on makeup every day. Although Talia, who became the Crazy Love Demon King, was not as lively as the Great Love Poet, after coming to the Krei Empire, she had to maintain the magic card state most of the time. Except when she woke up, she watched Ranchi's life and gradually found that she seemed to have no choice but to chat with him to pass the time. "It's a blessing that you are not a woman." Ranchi sighed in his heart. Since Nigel said at the beginning that in order to ensure absolute safety and reliability, there might not be a suitable identity, and Ranchi also asked Nigel to speed up, so in the end, only this identity could ensure absolute safety and barely enough. This elderly publisher named Lovia was originally a spy arranged by the Person Kingdom in the Krei Empire. Among the safe identities that Nigel could find for Ranchi, only this soldier's figure was closest to Ranchi, which could simplify the difficulty of disguise.

On the outskirts of many core city-states of the Creation Empire, there are dispersing magic barrier zones unique to the Empire's magic engineering. In order to ensure nothing goes wrong, in addition to the normal camouflage magic [Transformation: Human] that can be used on weekdays, Lanqi must also prepare A good physical disguise assumes a new identity, and uses double disguise to ensure that when passing through the dispersing enchantment zone, even if the magic is dispelled, the physical disguise is still maintained.

But fortunately, once you pass the dispersing barrier zone and then enter the capital Brilda, you can still continue to use his unique transformation magic [Transformation: Human] most of the time. You don't have to worry about this ultra-ancient magic being easily seen through. .

Now that this identity is handed over to Lan Qi, the original Mr. Lovia can return to Posen Kingdom and retire.

"You're pretty good at playing Lao Deng."

Talia observed Lan Qi again and chatted with him in his mind. She felt that Lan Qi was getting better and better.

"..."

Lan Qi was speechless for a moment.

What Lao Deng meant was to praise "the old man's immortal demeanor and his ability to become an immortal." This was what he explained to Talia last time. Unexpectedly, Talia actually remembered it.

"If you think about it carefully, if you look older, there is actually no sense of incompatibility at all. Even Hyperion always said that you look like an old principal in school, but you have a young face, which makes you look... It’s a bit demonic.”

Thalia commented unabashedly on Ranchi.

"..."

Lan Qi still didn't know what to say.

He just felt like Thalia was a little bit dead.

The magic air compressor roared, and the train gradually left the station, getting faster and faster. The scenery outside the window quickly receded, and the vast mountains and golden leaves complemented each other, forming a gorgeous moving picture scroll.

It was very quiet inside the carriage, only the regular sound of wheels could be heard.

Unexpectedly, this day has finally arrived, and he is going to the hinterland of the Crean Empire, the most powerful empire in the southern continent. Not only is it dangerous, it is also the birthplace of the empire's magic engineering, and it is also a gathering place for the most powerful people in the Crean Empire.

It is even possible to encounter the twelve war gods who have returned to rest in Brilda.

According to the Allied intelligence given by Nigel, in addition to the ten military gods who participated in the war and returned home, two military gods will be stationed here permanently.

They are Hyacintos, the first army god who is enshrined on the Diamond Seat, and Violet, the sixth army god who is enshrined on the Beryl Seat.

Holds [Original Stone Tablet-Slash] and [Original Stone Tablet-Ice].

Lan Qi took out the map book from his pocket and carefully checked the transfer stations and connecting lines.

Botswana, the transportation hub province surrounding Brilda, the capital of the Kraiju Empire, is located in the southeast of the Kraiju Empire.

With an area of ​​129,654 square kilometers, it is the fifth largest province in the Kingdom of Creation, with a population of approximately 12.4 million and a relatively low population density.

It doesn’t take long to drive from the edge of the province of Botswana to the capital, Brilda.

This is also Lan Qi's last transfer. As long as he passes through the magic dispersing barrier zone and checkpoint in the capital, he will reach his destination.

While his thoughts were wandering, the train suddenly shook violently, bringing Lan Qi back to reality.

With a long whistle, the train began to enter the tunnel surrounded by mountains.

Lan Qi found that he was the only one in the compartment. It seemed that he was lucky. The ticket for the other seat might not have been sold.

However, the good times did not last long, and the box door creaked open.

A well-dressed young man stepped in.

He looked to be in his early twenties, tall and tall, and wore a well-tailored navy blue coat and formal suit.

It seemed that I caught this train at the last moment before departure, and searched for compartments and seats in the carriage for a while.

"It seems that there is no chance to eat the special box lunch provided by the Blilda..."

Thalia whispered in Lan Qi's heart, slightly aggrieved.

I thought that Lan Qi could have the box to herself and that she might be able to take the opportunity to come out and eat the lunch, but now it seemed like a delusion.

"...I'll give you my body later and you can come and eat it."

Lan Qi seemed a little unable to bear it, and said to Thalia in his heart.

Anyway, this lunch is just to fill his stomach, it doesn't matter who eats it.

"Really?"

Thalia asked.

"Yes."

Lan Qi confirmed it to her, and he felt that Talia became happy.

After a simple exchange of ideas with Talia, Lan Qi put away his thoughts, sat upright, and showed courtesy to his fellow passengers.

The young man with black hair and blue eyes cast a friendly smile at Lan Qi after sitting down.

Their eyes are all blue, but there are slight differences in shades.

In other words, this is the most common eye color in the Creation Empire.

"Hello."

The young man spoke first.

His cheerful and steady temperament made him look a little more mature than his appearance, perhaps between twenty-five and thirty years old.

"good morning."

Lan Qi didn't want to say anything, but since the other party took the initiative to talk, he could only respond with a slight nod.

Different from his own character of Ranch Wilford, the old man Lovia he plays has been alone for a long time, has no wife and children, and is usually more taciturn except for business work.

The young man with black hair and blue eyes sitting opposite didn't seem to mind Lan Qi's indifference. He just smiled again, packed his luggage and settled down in the seat opposite.

At the same time, the train blew its long whistle again and officially left the marginal city in Botswana.

The train passes through the tunnel, and through the window, the green trees outside can be vaguely seen passing by.

In the distance, the snow-capped peaks stand in the sky, as holy as water lilies.

There are many famous mountains in the Botswana province of the Kraiju Empire, just like the Horning Empire in the Shadow World. The temple castle is built on a thousand-meter mountain, and the climate on the top of the mountain will be very cold all year round.

Lan Qi was a little lost in thought, and it took him a while to remember that he still had a half-read copy of the Creation Central Daily News in his hand.

[The battle situation in the western part of the Expeditionary Army is overwhelming. The Fourth Army God on the Jasper Seat and the Eighth Army God on the Golden Stone Seat are unstoppable! 】

Such a headline was printed on the front page.

Compared with the eastern region of the United Kingdom Alliance, the battle situation in the western hub area is still the most intense, and the scene was once indistinguishable.

The newspaper also distributed a black-and-white photo, which was another announcement of the death of an eighth-level allied powerhouse.

The officers and soldiers of the Creation Empire all looked happy and raised their arms high, as if to tell the world that this victory belonged to them.

Lan Qi's breathing slowed down half a minute.

Even though he was in the enemy camp, he had to perfectly act as a member of the Creation Empire without any personal emotions, but whenever he saw these things, he would think of Dean Loren, which would make him feel blocked.

He is not qualified to say that the three-on-one tactic of the Creation Empire's Army God is despicable, because he has used it before, but the problem is that Sigrid's three-on-one strategy was agreed by Askosan, and the War God's three-on-one tactics Loren would definitely disagree with the encirclement and suppression.

In the end, Lan Qi could only regain the calmness he had when he was in the Northern Continent and let himself forget the fact that he was actually a member of the Kingdom.

"This war is a cruel thing."

A pleasant voice came from the other side, interrupting Lan Qi's thoughts.

Lan Qi slowly put down the newspaper and saw the young man with black hair and blue eyes opposite him looking at him intently. It seemed that this young man had already read the contents of the newspaper today.

Faced with the other party's initiative to chat, Lan Qi felt that he still had to say a few words.

"Having said that, ordinary people like us can't care about this kind of thing."

Lan Qi shook his head slightly and sighed.

He wanted to avoid the subject.

Judging from the other party's attitude, he did not seem to be a young man from the empire who supported the war. Therefore, Lan Qi was willing to chat with him, but Lan Qi did not want to talk about politics. This topic was not discussed in the current capital of Blier Da is very sensitive. If he has clear anti-war intentions, he is likely to be arrested on charges of shaking military morale and treason.

"May the goddess protect the suffering people."

The young man with black hair and blue eyes seemed to understand what the old gentleman meant and prayed,

"Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Landry Wassington."

The young man stretched out his hand.

Lan Qi noticed that the other party's behavior was quite elegant, and he was obviously well-bred.

"I'm Lovia, a publisher."

Lan Qi answered truthfully and showed respect to the other party.

In the Kraiju Empire, not having a surname represents a commoner's origin, which is simple and easy to understand.

"Mr. Lovia, you don't have to feel restrained. Although my family was prominent in the past, it has long since declined."

The young man with black hair and blue eyes seemed to notice Lan Qi's concerns and took the initiative to explain.

Lan Qi looked at the other party.

It turns out that he was born into a noble family, so it’s no wonder that he has extraordinary conversational skills, but he doesn’t have the arrogance of the nobles.

"Is this your first time in the capital city of Brílda?"

the young man asked.

"Yes, the border is indeed not very safe now. I am an old man and hope to come to the capital to see the scenery and retire."

The old man Lan Qi nodded and said,

"What about you? As a nobleman, have you never been to Brilda?"

He asked the other person again. It seemed that this young man was as unfamiliar with the capital as himself.

"This is also my first time coming to the Royal Capital. Essentially, I grew up as a commoner..."

The young man with black hair and blue eyes was very talkative, and then he chatted with Lan Qi about his aristocratic past.

Lan Qi wanted to kill time for the time being. He didn't want to read the newspaper anymore, so he folded the newspaper and listened patiently to the young man's story about him.

His family, a declining aristocratic family on the border, was considered a prominent family in the ancient Creation Empire. However, in previous generations, prodigal family heads began to appear. By his generation, apart from having a hereditary title, they were no different from ordinary people. , the only thing I'm thankful for is that I don't have any debt for the time being.

"My hometown, the remote western border of the empire, is not a good place. It is in poor mountains and rivers, far away from the capital. Fortunately, I have some talent. I graduated from the best magic research school on the border on my own. I originally planned to settle down on the border. I have spent my entire life without thinking about reviving my family, but now that the war has broken out, in order to avoid being drafted to the front line, I can only try to apply for a job in the capital, and I didn’t expect that I passed it easily. "

Landry Wassington said frankly.

"A talented person like you, regardless of your status, will definitely get a good job there, right?"

Lan Qi, who looked like an old gentleman, guessed.

Even without Talia's help, Lan Qi could probably sense that the young man opposite had very strong magic power, and he was also a researcher.

If you stay at the border, you are likely to be forcibly drafted by the military.

"You flatter me."

The young man with black hair and blue eyes smiled back and shook his head.

"It must be a great job."

Lan Qi asked.

If you ask directly at this time, the other person may feel that he is probing the other person, and instead continue to praise him, which will allow the other person to speak naturally.

If both of them were headed for the capital, Blierda, and the other party was full of young talents, then Ranchi would not mind making as many connections as possible.

"It's not a big deal."

The black-haired, blue-eyed young man scratched his temples a little embarrassedly,

"Actually, I went there to teach, as a professor at the Saint Cremon Monastery, or the Royal Cremon School of Magic, it would be more correct."

"Really amazing."

Ranchi was slightly surprised, and then he admired sincerely.

The school the other party was talking about was formerly known as the Saint Cremon Monastery, and now it has become a magic school supported by the Cremon royal family, also known as the Royal Cremon School of Magic.

Despite this, because it has completely preserved the original appearance of the ancient Saint Cremon Monastery and has expanded into the size of a small town as the center, many people in the Cremon Empire are still willing to call it a monastery.

It is beyond many schools in the Kingdom of the Southern Continent and the United Allies, and is known as the top talent cradle in the entire Southern Continent, gathering countless talented students.

To become a teacher at St. Clement's Monastery, one must go through layers of screening.

"You are too kind. I was lucky to pass the assessment. It may be because many teachers in the school have joined the military because of the war. At the same time, the funding has been cut. The school is unwilling to recruit more teachers. There are not many suitable people at this time, so I, a border man, finally got the chance."

The black-haired and blue-eyed young man said modestly,

"Of course, on the other hand, it may also be the opposition between the aristocratic and popular factions in the academy, which led to the principal's consideration of weighing the pros and cons and choosing me, who is still a noble..."

He whispered to himself again.

"Being able to pass has proved your strength. Even if there are many reasons for the current situation, I heard that the judges are all first-class strict and will not tolerate even the slightest flaw."

Lanqi comforted like an elder.

If he was the principal, he would also think that the young man in front of him was quite good. The subtle mystery on him was the embodiment of his talent and unfathomable depth.

"Thank you for your encouragement."

The black-haired young man smiled with relief.

The two chatted and chatted until they became familiar with each other.

The ride time also felt much faster.

Lanqi felt it was good.

In the beginning, when I first set out from my hometown in Nanwantina to take the magic rail train to the capital, I was traveling with Talia, which was like going to jail. The two of them didn't talk much along the way.

"..."

Talia seemed to have heard it, but she didn't seem to have heard it, and didn't say anything to him.

At that time, she didn't have much good feelings for Lanqi. He was just a little better than ordinary people and was considered a sponsor.

Now she doesn't say she has any good feelings for Lanqi. At most, she is just willing to help him cook and take care of him.

In the compartment of the carriage.

"By the way, speaking of the war in the southern continent, have you heard a rumor?"

The young man with black hair and blue eyes lowered his voice and asked Lanqi.

"What rumor?"

Lanqi asked curiously.

"It is said that the Kingdom United Parliament Alliance used the super ancient artifact [Astrological Compass] to do a divination. They sought a very general question, which was probably the special node that might affect this war." The black-haired, blue-eyed young man explained. "How can this be predicted? Did they really get the result?" Lanqi smiled disapprovingly, pretending not to know much about divination and divination props. In the days since he came to the Cremorne Empire, as a civilian, he actually had no channels to hear too much internal information about the two sides of the war, and it was not the time to contact the spies of the Person Kingdom. Landry Wasington, the associate professor of the Saint Cremorne Monastery, obviously knew a lot of news. A simple conversation with Landry has already made Lanqi gain a lot of benefits. He even had the idea of ​​doubting Landry. But thinking carefully, his whereabouts should be difficult to be predicted. After the interference of the goddess of fate, the divination magic will be seriously misled. This is what he and Pranay have deduced through many experiences. In addition, he has Pranay's [Mark of Truth], which can also increase his resistance to divination magic. According to Pranai, it would probably take at least the ninth-level divination magic to get more accurate information about him, Lanqi.

According to Lanqi's feelings and inferences, Landry had no ill will towards him, and his identity was fine.

"The sand painting that was finally divined was unclear, but it can be inferred from the landmark buildings that it was in Brillda, the capital of the Krei Empire, and the demon-like figure in the picture was endangering the city..."

The expression of the black-haired and blue-eyed young man gradually became puzzled, and he murmured.

"Who is it?"

Lanqi responded indifferently.

"Even the Krei Empire can't tell who the person in the painting is. After many comparisons, there are several possibilities with high similarity in their features. It is very likely that it is the venerable of the terrorist organization [Silver Moon Reform Society] within the Krei Empire, or it may be that the strong men of the Empire rebelled or the strong men of the Allied Forces infiltrated, and it may also be that the partner-the cardinal is not trustworthy. Of course, the most terrifying one is that the soul of the dead has returned."

The young man said in a deep voice.

"..."

Lanqi did not speak.

"You don't seem surprised at all?"

The black-haired, blue-eyed young man asked.

"I just think this is probably just another media speculation made up to attract attention."

Lanqi shrugged maturely.

"After all, you have to know that as long as a rumor has passed through a few mouths, it will become completely different from what it was at the beginning, with all kinds of outrageous content."

Although Lan Qi said so, the cat boss in the shadow was already scared.

That's not unfounded.

Because Lan Qi can indeed resurrect people, and does not require the other party's consent.