The tight air condensed in the concourse of the rocky station like a piece of ice about to break.

Behind the passengers in line, a sudden sound was thrown into the fragile ice like a heavy stone, causing a reverberation!

Everyone was evacuated by the newly arrived group of Knights of Annihilation, their feet backing as their eyes turned to the source of the sound.

From the path where the crowd dispersed, a young man in a dark gray suit slowly stood out, his slender figure was slightly thin, the bridge of his nose was straight, his thin lips were closed, and his well-defined face was more conspicuous in the light, and his eyes were silent and cold, but with an unpredictable storm.

The only thing that is puzzling is that he is wearing a single handcuff on his left hand, and on the other side of the handcuff is a light-haired woman with no resistance, dull purple eyes, and a slightly hanging head, as if she was being escorted by a prosecutor for a felon.

Soon, there was no need for the Knight of Annihilation to open the way, and the people around him instinctively felt a sense of danger because of his presence, and naturally moved aside, even they themselves didn't quite know why this was happening.

The steps of the man in gray did not seem to be in a hurry, but they were all subtly changing the atmosphere in the station, and the tension and chaos gradually became orderly under the guidance of his steps.

As he finally walked to the front of the crowd and stood in front of the two noble girls and the clergy, the noble girl and the clergy of the Silence around her couldn't help but get nervous.

The clergy of the Silent Branch were more afraid of the Silent Son than the common people.

Or rather, they know better what kind of person the Son of Silence is.

The calm and dangerous temperament of this man is not an illusion, and if he says the wrong thing in front of him, it will lead to unforeseen consequences.

"Why is it so confusing?"

The young man's voice sounded again, this time clearer than before, and more incomprehensible to his thoughts.

"Lord Agnero."

The archpriest hurriedly saluted the gray-clothed young man who arrived, compared to the two noble ladies in front of him who had just been captured, it was obviously more important to pay respect to the Holy Son of Silence, the number one dangerous person at the moment, and report to the work.

"We've found a felony who seems to be on your hunt and want to take her to the Temple of the Knights of Annihilation, waiting for your investigation, and it took a lot of time to convince them."

There was something about him in his voice.

Hearing the archpriest call the young man in front of him Anello, Hubertion's heart jumped to his throat.

Although the young man with light gray hair in front of him had an elegant appearance, and could even be said to have an indescribable sense of security, he could see how dangerous he was from the fearful attitude of the Silent Branch Priests in the past.

After all, her luck was terrible, not only was she inexplicably stopped by the Silent Annihilation Branch today, but she also encountered the enemy she least wanted to meet so quickly.

Even Huber Lian couldn't help but wonder if there was an inner ghost in the Goddess of Fate Church, but if there was an inner ghost, there was something wrong with it, and the Holy Son of Silence in the Northwest Province should find a way to arrest her, and there was no need to go to great lengths to lure her to the Box Mountain Province.

She could only keep her eyes on the Son of Silence, for fear of missing any detail that might herald a crucial change, but she did not dare to look at him, for fear that she would be read out by this dangerous enemy in this situation.

The youth's gaze swept over Huberian and Misiola, calm and deep, full of majesty that could not be spied on or ignored.

Waiting for the brief moment of scrutiny by the Son of Silence, Huberian could feel the cold sweat in her palms, and even as she tried to control her breathing to make it look calm, her heartbeat was especially like a drumbeat, thumping, trying to calm the panic in her heart at the worst of moments.

"Let them go."

The young man's voice did not fluctuate without any fluctuations, and he said indifferently.

He caught a glimpse of the materials in the hands of the archer.

Obviously, the two of them were going to the Royal Academy of Magic in Protos, and the tall one seemed to be considered Sigrid by the High Clergy, so he wanted to detain them.

The archpriest was stunned.

Not only the archergy, but even Hubrian and Misiula all looked surprised.

They never expected that the first thing this more dangerous guy did after he appeared was to let them through decisively.

"She's my prey, you're the wrong person."

The gray-clothed young man raised his left hand, and even the handcuffs were handcuffed, and the wrist of the girl beside him who was powerless to resist was also brought up.

The archpriest's eyes were full of astonishment, and then he understood the current situation, and became in a dilemma.

"But ......"

The archpriest's eyes seemed to want the Son of Extinction to understand the situation here—

He had already offended the two Earls a little, and instead of letting them go, he might as well just do it and make sure that the Earl of Milford would not vote indiscriminately!

"Instead of dwelling on the farce caused by your incompetence here, it is better to seize the time to carry out the next task to make up for your mistakes, Lord Asquesan's great cause cannot be mistaken in the slightest."

The gray-clothed young man's expression was slightly displeased, but that impatience was not ignorance of the situation, but control of the situation.

His gaze can penetrate everything quickly, not only as a physical barrier, but also as a spiritual defense.

"Yes, sir."

Under such a gaze, the archpriest finally realized his vulnerability and retreated.

"Are you the young ladies of the Milford family?"

After a moment, the gray-clothed young man approached Huberian and Misiula for half a minute, and the two simple steps were like throwing a boulder into Huberly's sea of peace, arousing layers of emotions.

She did not let her guard down because of what the young man had said earlier, but felt a deeper confusion and fear because of the various encounters and changes that she could not understand today.

"Yes."

Huberian nodded in reply.

"I'm sorry to scare you, study hard after going to the imperial capital and forget about these unpleasant things."

The gray-clothed young man's voice became much calmer, and he looked at the two noble ladies and said.

Then he turned back to the great priest who had stopped them.

"Apologize to the two young ladies, in case Lord Asquesan loses the election because of the key vote of the Earl of Milford, how can you be responsible?"

“……”

Hearing this, the archpriest lowered his head, clenched his teeth tightly, and the blood vessels on his forehead twitched slightly.

Finally, the archpriest took a deep breath and returned to his original posture, bowing deeply to Hubrian and Misula.

"I'm sorry two, but please have a lot of you, for the sake of Lord Agnero, don't worry about this misunderstanding."

“……”

Neither Hubrian nor Mischula responded to anything, nor did they thank the Son of Silence.

They just glanced at the Son of Silence after opening the way for them, and walked away from the pass quickly.

Walking through the stairs and stairways, it wasn't until they came to the new platform three level, where they were sure that no clergy of the Silent Branch were following them, and Hubertion's hanging heart was relieved again.

This place is already under the jurisdiction of the Imperial Army, which means that it has left the northern blockade and can go to the south at any time, and even the clergy of the Silent Branch have no right to cross the Protos Defense Department to arrest people here.

This is a feeling of thrilling, liberation, and the rest of your life after falling from the sky.

"Sister, why does the Son of Silence help us?"

Mishula pursed her lips, she couldn't figure out why this most terrible guy in the Northwest Province would let them go so easily.

Huberian shook her head, and sat down on the wide bench on the platform level with a complicated look in her eyes, waiting for the noon train.

There are so many things she doesn't understand right now.

Of course, she wouldn't thank Anello, the most notorious son of the legend, for helping them, but there seemed to be an indescribable familiarity in him, like he had seen this man somewhere.

It is precisely in this way that Huberian really feels the danger and chaos, and even begins to understand himself, and even has the illusion that he cannot distinguish between friend and foe.

Seeing her sister's deep doubts, Misiula didn't ask any more questions, and sat quietly beside her, waiting together for the train that had not yet arrived.

(End of chapter)