Do not confiscate my citizenship

Chapter 808: Toliado's Bloodthirsty Audience
Thousands of kilometers away.

The busy port in Nanwantina is bustling with people.

"Oh, how do we get to the meeting point?"

Sigrid retrieved her suitcase from the lost and found, and she felt relieved for the time being.

But soon she will face new problems.

The moment she stepped out of the lost and found office, the sea breeze on the covered bridge ruffled a few naughty strands of her light-colored hair in her side ponytail.

Those amethyst-clear eyes narrowed slightly, and their eyes moved, as if thinking about where to go next.

This port was so huge that the interlaced maps between the upper and lower decks almost made her dizzy.

"We had agreed before that someone would meet me at the passenger meeting point at South Wantina Port."

Sigrid muttered, slightly confused.

She had just returned to the world from the critical space of the shadow world.

She was not surprised by the settlement content and skipped it without paying much attention.

Finally, take the magic card in the orange light ball and leave.

She had long stopped at the eighth level limit, lacking the power of faith to reach the ninth level of the divine realm. The biggest gain from the Shadow World this time was this orange epic quality natural magic card.

[Tears of Saint Pontius II]

[Category: Spell Card]

[Level: Orange Epic]

[Attribute: Healing/Strengthening]

[Level: 8]

[Effect: Condenses and consumes one's own mana and life, allowing the target to return to a younger state and restore a huge amount of life within a certain period of time. Cooling time is 135 seconds.]

[Note: The second generation of Pope Saint Polante has long prayed to the Moon Goddess, which has condensed the divine power. If she can master this spell earlier, perhaps she can save her sun. ]

Although she was troubled by finding her way in this world, she felt a little better when she thought of this card.

Now she has an extra spell that instantly increases her health.

But you can't use it continuously, otherwise you may turn yourself into a child.

Its additional rejuvenating effect may be ineffective against immortal species, but for humans, if used properly, it can almost keep oneself in the prime of life in disguise.

It can be either a positive effect or a negative effect.

"Wait, it seems that I can also turn into a 17-year-old girl without the need for disguise spells..."

Sigrid suddenly realized.

The disguise spell might not work well in Brillda, and it might even be dispelled or seen through by an expert.

She thought as she walked forward.

In the center of the covered bridge beside me stood a divine sculpture, with "God of the Ocean and Navigation" engraved on the base of the statue. The god had a bitter look on his face, as if he was pointing the way for the ships, but also seemed unable to help the directionally challenged people who had no talent as navigators.

Sigrid leaned close to the map on the bridge and looked at it carefully, touching the mottled stone carvings with her fingertips, trying to find clues to her destination.

The cry of a seagull attracted Sigrid's attention.

She looked up and saw several seagulls circling in the blue sky, their wings streaking across the sky, leaving behind white shadows.

"By the way, the Holy Son said that if you arrive at a new place and don't know which way to go at a fork in the road, just follow the direction where the crowds are. You will always be able to find the popular buildings."

Sigrid remembered what Lanci had said.

Some of those seagulls may not know the way, but as long as they follow everyone, they will always be able to fly the right way.

Sigrid started walking, dragging her suitcase. Whenever there was a fork in the bridge, she would take the side with more people.

Her light-colored long hair was casually tied into a playful little bun at the back of her head, as sharp as a wolf but with the agility of a girl.

This autumn and winter outfit has a bit of personality. It is a slightly oversized sweatshirt jacket with loose cuffs and hem, covered with roughly made overalls. On the feet, he wears a pair of low-top canvas shoes, which rhythmically tap on the cobblestone road.

Passing the upper deck bridge where the sea breeze blew, Sigrid gazed down. The scenery on both sides of the street gradually opened up except for the taverns and hotels. Tall palm trees cast mottled shades, and the sound of waves hitting the rocks came from far away and became clearer.

"This is the hometown of the Holy Son."

She was in a good mood along the way. Whenever she passed the transit plaza, it was crowded with people, and Hong Kong passengers were chattering about the latest commissions and gossip.

Sigrid couldn't help but listen, searching for scraps of information that might be of value.

However, if you really need the information, you can go to the Dimension Branch to buy it.

The dimensional branch in the southern continent is said to provide dedicated service and anything can be negotiated if you have money.

This time she brought a lot of currency from the Protoss Empire from the Northern Continent. Now that the Southern Continent is at war, many wealthy people have begun to flee to the countries on the southern coast of the Northern Continent. The exchange rate has risen sharply, and the money in Sigrid's hands can be exchanged for more currencies of the Southern Continent countries.

After a long journey, Sigrid finally found the passenger meeting point at South Wantina Port.

"What he said was actually true..."

Sigrid exclaimed, walking into the hall-level entrance on the lower deck level.

As expected, if you follow the crowd, you will be able to take the right path.

It was a rare opportunity to be back indoors, and the passenger meeting point was more like a corner of the concourse where receptionists and arriving passengers could meet.

Looking around, Sigrid soon saw a young man dozing off in the corner of a row of seats, hugging a board with a cartoon version of the Silver Moon Crown printed on it.

He was wearing a black baseball cap, a black and white checkered shirt, and a black coat. He looked like a typical courier or delivery man.

He looked a little haggard, with tiredness on the corners of his mouth, as if he had been lacking sleep for a long time. His jet-black medium-length hair was casually tied behind his head under his hat, and a few unruly bangs fluttered in the wind, occasionally covering his eyes.

The man seemed to have waited here for too long and even fell asleep.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, for causing trouble for the employees of the Dimension Branch."

Sigrid's heart moved, and she realized that this was the dimensional priest she was looking for. The symbol of their agreed meeting was the cartoon silver moon crown.

She was a little worried that she would be suddenly swept away by the temporary void gate, and the people in the dimensional branch would temporarily give up receiving her because she had disappeared for too long.

Unexpectedly, the dimensional priest was so persistent that he actually stayed at the reception desk and waited for her.

Sigrid walked quickly forward, her footsteps sounding crisp and pleasant on the marble floor.

"...?"

The young man noticed her approach and looked up at her with sleepy eyes.

Sigrid walked up to the young man.

"Hello, I'm Cid who has commissioned your Dimension Express Company. I'm sorry I'm so late."

She asked, her voice clear and bright.

The young man was stunned for a moment when he heard the voice, then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The tired expression disappeared in an instant, replaced by genuine joy.

"It's okay. It's not a big deal. I received a message from the priest. I heard that you were swept away by the Void Gate. I came here immediately and will wait for you here."

He said this in a very familiar manner.

"I'm so sorry for the long wait."

"Oh, I only waited for more than ten days, and it was over in the blink of an eye."

After a few pleasantries, the young man invited Sigrid to leave the port with him.

After a while, they arrived at the parking area.

"please."

The young man walked to the passenger side and respectfully opened the door for Sigrid.

Sigrid glanced at the young man meaningfully.

She didn't notice it when she first met.

Because this person is so down to earth.

After spending a short time together, Sigrid was completely certain that this guy was very strong, at least stronger than the weak Kaliela in the Shadow World. He was definitely not at the level of a priest or a saint.

The burgundy leather seats gave off a light scent of premium leather. Sigrid sat in them, feeling how soft and comfortable they were.

The young man closed the car door, walked around to the driver's seat, and got in. With the pleasant roar of the magic engine, the car drove smoothly away from the South Wantina Port.

The vehicle drove onto the winding blue seaside highway, and the scenery along the way gradually transitioned from the bustling port to the deserted suburbs.

On one side of the road are rolling mountains with lush green trees on the hillsides; on the other side is the azure sea with sparkling waves that stretch as far as the eye can see.

The young man held the steering wheel with one hand, looked straight ahead, and placed his other hand casually on the window sill.

"Speaking of your dimensional branch, if you want to send me to the Kreihe Empire, how many days would it take to get me to the vicinity of Botswana Province at the fastest speed?"

Sigrid leaned back in her chair, looking at the ever-changing scenery outside the window, feeling a complex mixture of nervousness and anticipation in her heart.

She really wanted to see the Holy Son as soon as possible, the sooner the better.

Now they had just come out of the Shadow World, and every day that passed, the Son's surprise when he saw her would double.

When she was chatting with the Holy Son in the Shadow World School, although she did not ask much, she learned that the Holy Son was currently in Brillda, the capital of the Cretan Empire.

"I'll tell you the answer right away, please wait a moment."

The young man from the dimensional branch replied without changing his expression.

The car sped along the road for more than ten minutes, and the young man stopped the car next to a remote platform.

It was quiet and silent, with only the rustling of wind through the treetops and the chirping of insects.

The roof of the bus shelter was covered with moss, and the wooden structure was rotten, and it seemed in danger of collapsing at any time.

Sigrid got off the train and looked around, only to find that the place was sparsely populated. The dilapidated platform stood alone in the wilderness, giving a feeling of isolation from the world.

The writing on the station sign has faded and blurred, and only a few words can be vaguely made out. The narrow asphalt road extends from the platform, winding into the endless wilderness, and the end disappears on the horizon.

Sigrid knew that the other party brought her here to avoid the sight of the Hutton Kingdom's defense forces.

You can talk without worry after using the shielding barrier here.

"The Bishop of the Dimension, Lord Toliado?"

Sigrid came straight to the point and tried to test her. She had not expected that the Dimensional Branch Sect would make such a big fuss, and that the Dimensional Bishop would come to meet her in person.

The man with such a strong dimensional branch can only be the dimensional bishop himself.

She was too lazy to expose it just now, and now she doesn't want to act anymore.

In the morning sun.

"To!"

Toliado raised his hand and saluted, then walked in a standard military posture towards Sigrid.

"..."

There was a long silence between the two.

Sigrid had heard that the Dimension Bishop was not a normal person.

But she also never expected that this guy would respect her so much.

Too much of a slut.

"Bishop of the Dimension, what do you want from me?"

Sigrid folded her arms and asked Toliado.

She was wary of this Cardinal from the Southern Continent whom she met for the first time. She did not regard Toliado as someone who was easy to deal with just because he was in such a good mental state. This madman even dared to mess with the Bishop of Destruction. Her brain was in a state of chaos.

Moreover, this bishop was a little too close to the grassroots. He actually waited for her in the station hall for more than ten days and seemed to have perfectly integrated into the Nanwantina Territory.

If it was the Dimension Bishop who came to see him on his own initiative, then perhaps the Dimension Bishop had some matters of cooperation, which was why he made such a big fuss and came in person to the front line of the United Parliament of the Kingdom.

"First, let me answer your previous question about how long it will take to get you to your desired destination."

The Dimension Bishop Toliado's expression straightened up a little.

"I can send you directly to Blildar, the capital of Kremen, but you also have to do a favor for our dimensional branch."

He replied, his tone full of confidence and certainty.

"Oh?"

The wind blew, carrying the leaves with it, and twirled the ends of Sigrid's hair, but it did not change the surprised expression on her face.

She didn't expect that the Dimension Bishop could really let her go directly to Blildha.

Normally, if she was not in a hurry, she might not care about the transfer, but now she really wanted to do this business.

"tell me the story."

Sigrid preached to Toliador.

"From now on, you are the high priest of our dimensional branch. Play this role well, and then go through the space gate to reach the second floor of the Brillda Opera House, where the Dimension Saint is."

As Toliado spoke, he concentrated his spatial spell with a serious look on his face.

As if he was very sure that Sigrid would not reject him, he searched for the coordinates in advance, and then drew a circle with silver sparks on the side of the road, connecting a space barrier built by their dimensional branch.

"I haven't agreed to the deal yet."

Sigrid looked at the other end of the space gate, frowning slightly on the surface, but she was actually convinced in her heart that Toliado was not joking, but really had something important to find her.

If she guessed correctly, this was the base of the dimensional branch in Brillda City.

The stronghold has complex construction structures and shielding barriers. Even if the highest-scale space spells are used to connect them, it will not arouse the vigilance of the strong men of the Krelian Empire.

On the contrary, if other teleportation points were chosen, Toliado's overly strong eighth-level magic would quickly be locked.

Through the half-open door of the space with curtains, you can see a very unique mansion terrace, which is surprisingly the upper floor of the Brillda Opera House.

Its interior area is roughly equivalent to the performance hall of an entire opera house, and it combines the styles of the God's Palace and a modern library.

You can clearly see the landmark buildings of Brillda, the downtown area of ​​Manhot, and the wide Broadway Central Square. In the square in front of the main entrance of the opera house are two symmetrical circular fountain pools. The pool walls are made of brown granite, and the water columns rise and fall with the rhythm of the music.

"Your new identity documents and detailed information are ready. They are from our Dimension Branch. They have even helped you pass customs and security checks. You can directly connect to Brillda Life. Our Dimension Express is about immediate delivery after you place an order."

Toliado continued to talk about their service policy.

Professional and sincere.

"What exactly do I need to do?"

Sigrid thought about it for a moment, decided it was okay, and asked.

The business of the Dimension Branch is indeed very humane and worth considering cooperation.

It's not like she hasn't played priests from other branches before, so she didn't resist it.

Moreover, if with the permission of the dimensional bishop himself, she could perfectly infiltrate the Resurrection Church on the southern continent in the name of the dimensional branch, and she would be happy to play the role according to the rules.

"Help me deliver the goods. Go to Saint Clement's Monastery, knock on the door, and go find Professor Landry. Tell him you are from the dimensional branch, and he will let you in. Then you can talk."

Toliado answered enthusiastically, as if he didn't want to waste even a second.

"So simple?"

Sigrid was stunned, and she couldn't help but wonder if there was a trap.

She thought Toliado wanted her to help kill some eighth-level warrior.

But such easy conditions made her dare not use the portal. After all, that was the heartland of the Krelian Empire. Once she went there and there was an ambush, even she would find it difficult to escape.

"It's not easy at all. Only you can help me fulfill the promise I made to Professor Landry."

Toliado was convinced, clenching his fists.

This was exactly the unpredictable stage of fate he wanted to see!
"What about the information about the person I'm looking for? Are there any follow-up leads?"

Sigrid asked him again.

She also didn't want to spend too much time on courier work.

"After we complete this deal, I will give you the information I have about him as a gift."

As Toliado spoke, he saw that Sigrid was still doubting him, so he threw a badge with a silver glow towards her.

Sigrid caught it steadily with one hand.

It is framed with light gray and silver-white metal, with a polyhedron solid crystal suspended in the middle. It looks like a holographic illusory light and shadow, presenting a dreamy clear blue color, and there seems to be a nebula slowly flowing inside.

The holographic shadows of geometric shapes suspended on the seal seem to constitute the basic structure of space and time.

It was the first time that Sigrid had seen a bishop's seal that was so unstable in structure.

【Bishop's Certificate-Dimension】

[Category: Equipment Card]

[Level: Orange Epic]

【Attribute: Link/Space】

[Level: 0]

[Effect: The identity certificate of the dimensional bishop, can be used to make resurrection certificates of various levels in the dimensional branches, has special attack and deterrence attributes to the holders of low-level resurrection certificates, can locate the approximate location of priests in the same branch, can identify the authenticity of resurrection certificates displayed by other branches. Can open the Bishop's Council Hall, the Death Arena, and the Bishop's Voting Ceremony. ]

【Note: The owner is Toliado Arundel. 】

Sigrid looked at the seal in confusion, then looked up at Toliado.

The Dimension Bishop directly mortgaged this thing to her.

With this thing in hand, Sigrid can force the opening of the Death Arena.

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you and smash your slate? And then take away your bishop power?"

Didn't Sigrid understand that the cardinals of the southern continent were all so unique.

For the dimensional bishop, once the death arena is opened by other bishops, he really cannot escape, and it is easy to kill him by himself.

Moreover, in a one-on-one fight, the Dimension Bishop is either the last or the second to last among the ten bishops.

Perhaps only the scientific cardinals who were allowed to join by the Pope as an exception can compete with Toliado to see who has worse frontal combat effectiveness.

"You won't do such a thing. I believe in your character, Tyrant Catholic Sigrid."

Toliado spread his hands casually and answered her with confidence.

He looked so eccentric, as if he was saying that his life was worthless. If anyone really wanted to kill him, he might as well just die.

"...What kind of promise made you want to help Professor Landry fulfill it?"

Sigrid couldn't help but admire Toliado.

Even though the Dimension Bishop might not be that strong in frontal combat, he is a mentally strong man who has truly seen through the matter of life and death.

"Even if I die, it's worth the money I paid for the ticket."

Toliado's face showed impatience, and his eyes could not hide his sense of mission as he clenched his fists.

"..."

Sigrid nodded after a slight hesitation.

Does it mean to stick your neck out for your friends?

All she had in this world was courage and credibility, so she could understand Toliado's sense of conviction.

"No problem. I'll deliver it to you before noon. We in the Tyrant branch also value efficiency."

Sigrid waved her hand gracefully and walked through the space gate.

The next moment she felt the time and space in her vision change, and a few seconds later she had arrived in a hall.

The dome-shaped ceiling is about fifty meters high and is painted in a style similar to that of an opera house performance hall, but the surrounding walls are surrounded by dark brown solid wood bookshelves that extend all the way to the ceiling, and each bookshelf is filled with precious music and drama literature.

"St. Clement's Abbey..."

Sigrid silently recited the key delivery address information that Toliado had told her.

Although she didn't know what goods the dimensional branch needed her to help deliver.

But it must be something very important, and only she has the skills to deliver it safely.

(End of this chapter)