An hour later.

As night fell, the lights were shining, and the heart of Helrom was filled with a kind of restlessness, and the studio building of the Herrom Broadcasting Company, the landmark of the Protos Empire, had just finished a grand talk show on the crystal screen, which turned into other instant interviews.

At this time, the building appears even more spectacular, with beams from the marquee at the top weaving through the night sky of Helrom, attracting more attention.

A large crowd had gathered under the Helrom Broadcasting Company building, and they seemed to be summoned by some kind of emotion, pouring in from all directions, blocking the traffic around the building, and everyone had excitement and admiration on their faces, and their eyes shuttled at the exit of the glass door of the building, for fear of missing the long-awaited figure.

The Helrom Security Department has sent an additional team of officers to maintain law and order, and it is clear that the response to today's interview and the enthusiasm of the residents for the figure of Rocky McCarthy is far greater than they could have imagined.

Under the building, many media reporters on the periphery of the crowd were busy, holding cameras and microphones, trying to find a better position in the crowd.

Immediately after the talk show, Hlrom's own reporters went to great lengths to pick out eager expressions of people in the neighborhood and ask them to share their thoughts on the political celebrity, a young and promising politician whose words and actions always seemed to provoke a strong public response.

When you are selected as the interview subject, you can even look up and see the interview being screened in real time on the crystal screen on the Helrom Broadcasting Company building.

Such an after-entertainment show is still further heating up the atmosphere, until the moment the man walks out of the building, people dare not imagine what kind of grand occasion it will be.

At the edge of the wide street below the building, Mishola stood on tiptoe and looked at the blackened crowd, feeling that she could not find a way forward.

"Sister, he won't be able to see us later."

Misiula said worriedly.

She knew that her sister wanted to see him today, even immediately.

Otherwise, I don't know when I will have the opportunity to meet again with this big man.

Sometimes, love is as urgent as the military situation, and a minute late can lead to the loss of the whole game, if you can, don't make a second of mistakes!

Mishula could hear the crowd talking from time to time, everyone speculating at what moment the political celebrity would appear, and some had already pointed their photo crystals at the exit of the building, for fear of missing out on what could be a historic moment.

It's not just the two of them who want to meet Rocky McCarthy, but the others also want to have even a brief interaction with him.

However, Mishula knows that her sister has a reason that is different from anyone else.

This made Misiula more anxious the more she thought about it.

The guards maintained order in the crowd, their Protos uniforms looking particularly solemn in the light, their expressions serious, but their eyes could not hide their curiosity about the impending figure.

As time passed, the expectations of the crowd continued to rise, and everyone was waiting for the political celebrity who could lead the trend of the times to walk out of the building and into their sight.

In the outer circle of the crowd, there were more reporters with heavy equipment, and it would be nice to be able to take two photos as material for tomorrow's newspaper than to try their luck at interviewing Rocky McCarthy.

Rocky McCarthy's interview is sure to be the hot stuff of tomorrow.

Still, Hellrom Radio's reporters weave through the crowd, picking out prominent citizens and friends, asking for feedback and opinions, and looking for voices that can represent public opinion.

At this time, the shrewd Helrom radio reporter locked on the target - two young girls, and their eyes revealed a eagerness that was different from that of ordinary fans.

The reporter hurriedly took the cameraman forward, politely said borrowed and squeezed through the crowd, and walked in front of the two girls.

"Good evening, ladies. Can you tell us what you think of tonight's high-profile political celebrity? ”

The reporter opened the conversation quickly and skillfully, and finished his question before Huberian and Mischula could react.

The two young ladies were conspicuous in their appearance and temperament alone, and they were also wearing the old-fashioned aristocratic school uniforms of the Royal Academy of Magic of Protos, which happened to be students of Mr. McCarthy's school.

"I don't have a big opinion."

Mishula replied briefly.

Many people have noticed the live broadcast of the interview on the crystal screen on the exterior wall of the Holrom Broadcasting Company building, and the facial expression of the interviewed girl is too stiff, as if she is saying something against her will.

This kind of cold attitude of the interviewee is simply a journalist's nightmare.

But the Herrom Broadcasting Company reporters are clearly competent and know how to deal with situations.

At this point, he would have been embarrassed to make any comments, so he simply nodded and handed the microphone to Hubertian, who looked softer.

"And what do you think of your headmaster, Mr. Rocky McCarthy, as a student at the Royal Academy of Magic of Protos?"

The reporter asked with a smile on his face.

“…… I think it's better for him not to run for president. ”

Huberian replied hesitantly.

Obviously, she is in a mixed mood now, and she is even more upset when she is suddenly selected to interview about Lanchi.

However.

Hubertarian's voice was rather soft, but it was unusually clear in the restless night.

In an instant, the atmosphere around me changed.

This answer seems to have touched the sensitive nerves of the surrounding fans.

The original atmosphere of simple worship and anticipation was replaced by a trace of dissatisfaction and hostility, and the originally enthusiastic McCarthy fans on the side also looked at this side, until the interview screen was transmitted to the crystal screen of the building, so that the crowd waiting for McCarthy to appear in the distance noticed the girl on the interview screen.

Some of the crowd began to boo, and some even began to talk.

"Everybody has their own opinion, and that's what our interviews are all about."

Aware of the tension in the atmosphere, the Herrom Broadcasting Company reporter hurriedly tried to ease it.

Still, Helrom Radio's reporters and interview team had to be vigilant in case there were overly emotional McCarthy fans in the crowd.

"I ......"

Huberian's already chaotic brain finally came to her senses, and she realized that she seemed to have said the wrong thing in this atmosphere.

But before she could go any further and organize her words, she felt that countless eyes seemed to be staring at her in the black crowd.

"Their jewelry...... It seems to be the Milford family in the north, right? ”

This kind of jewelry is only found in Milford Collar, and their attire clearly shows that they are aristocratic students of the Royal Academy of Magic and Wizardry of Protos.

"The Milford family, there is no surprise that they will oppose Mr. McCarthy, they are the old nobles of the North."

"Is it Mr. Rocky McCarthy's enemy?"

"The two of them, still wearing the old style of aristocratic school uniforms, are indeed Mr. Rocky McCarthy's opponents."

The voices came and went.

The lonely cold wind invaded her cold skin.

The malice of this terrible aggregate made Huberian feel for a moment that she was back in the Ichrite where her father had disappeared.

Nothing has changed.

And she was always the girl who would tremble with fear and burst into tears alone in the middle of the night.

(End of chapter)