Chapter 819 Hyperion Tzuranqi

It was a drizzly afternoon in Brillda, with fine raindrops falling like silver needles, enveloping the Karky Art Gallery at 84 Charing Cross Road in a hazy mist.

Despite the dim light, the entrance was still busy with cars and a constant flow of people.

The three-story building, built in the 16th solar century, was quaint and elegant, with the indelible marks of time. The ivory-white walls were adorned with reliefs, and the brick-red roof was partially hidden by ivy. The copper wind chimes hanging under the eaves swayed gently in the breeze, tinkling.

The gallery door was closed, and the "Closed for Business" sign in front of the door flickered with a cold light under the dim streetlights, as if silently refusing passersby to stop.

Occasionally, two or three pedestrians hurried past, holding black umbrellas, turning into blurry silhouettes in the rain.

The private art gallery, founded by Harrison Karky, a professor at the Royal Academy of Arts of the Krey Empire, had been around for nearly a century. Although it had changed hands several times, it had always maintained the gallery business.

However, the Karky Art Gallery still had employees on duty today, quietly waiting for the arrival of a few booked guests.

"..."

The receptionist listlessly flipped through the magazine in her hand, occasionally looking up at the door, waiting for the moment the heavy oak door would be pushed open.

Finally, at exactly two o'clock in the afternoon, accompanied by the chatting of young women, the heavy oak door of the gallery with its copper handle creaked open, and a gust of humid air poured into the room.

"It was only cloudy this morning, but this afternoon it started drizzling. It wouldn't be surprising if it rained heavily later."

The leading woman looked around, her voice tinged with weariness.

"The weather has been damp and cold lately. I feel like my heart is going to rust."

"Before we knew it, it's already November 12th."

Another female voice echoed,

"The Moon God Festival is the day after tomorrow. We might be able to visit the Saint Krey Monastery to see the ceremonies."

It wasn't that Antanas liked to join in the fun.

Although this extra trip might increase unnecessary danger, praying to the gods was always necessary to some extent. It might bring good luck and protection.

Besides, they hadn't received any clear missions in the days since they arrived in Brillda.

Only today, at noon, did they receive a meeting message from Miss Unity, the Allied spy contact.

"Teacher, do you think we can go?"

Hyperion looked at the Ice Witch beside her and asked.

The Ice Witch was actually the real person in charge. Antanas and Xin Nora were almost purely muscle, while Pralana mostly didn't speak or offer opinions, only responsible for ensuring the safety around the residence.

"I have no problem with it."

Although the Ice Witch, Almis, was a priestess of the Church of the Goddess of Destiny, she was equally close to the Moon God and held her in devout reverence.

Legend has it that the Goddess of Healing and the Silver Moon would bestow grace upon living beings during the full moon, soothing past misfortunes and pains.

And the Moon Goddess also had many hymns and legendary tales.

"Then we'll see what happens then."

Hyperion, wearing a navy blue double-breasted tweed coat and carrying a Birkin bag, led the way into the Karky Gallery.

She took off her sunglasses, revealing a pair of noble amber eyes.

The raindrops on her coat glistened in the dim light. Antanas and the others followed closely behind. Although they were also stained with some rain, they spoke with a relaxed air.

The group walked straight to the counter.

"Hello, are you Miss Milene, who made an appointment to see the paintings?"

The young clerk, wearing a black uniform and a name tag on his chest, looked up from behind the counter and asked in a friendly and polite manner.

"Yes, I heard that you have a new work by Mr. Maritte, and I made an appointment to come and see it these days."

Hyperion's tone was calm, as if she were just an art enthusiast who had come for the name.

"Please come with me."

The clerk immediately stood up, led the group through the exhibition hall, and headed towards the stairs leading to the second floor.

The gallery was filled with a faint scent of vetiver and cedar wood.

Facing them was a flowing water fountain statue in the style of the Elsayah Sanctuary. Clear water trickled in the quiet space. Passing through the hall, the high-ceilinged exhibition hall of about 500 square meters opened up.

The group stepped onto the stairs covered with a deep red wool carpet, and the wooden steps made a slight creaking sound under their feet.

On the brown walls, a few copper sconces emitted a dim yellow halo. Landscape paintings hung on the walls next to the sconces, depicting what seemed to be the scenery of the lakes and mountains outside Brillda.

The clerk led them through a winding corridor and stopped in front of an inconspicuous wooden door at the end.

"Miss Unity is inside. Thank you for coming."

He took out a well-made brass key from his pocket, inserted it into the lock, and turned it gently. With a crisp click, the heavy wooden door slowly opened, revealing the office behind it, and he made an inviting gesture to the side.

"There is a forbidden barrier here, so you can speak freely."

The clerk respectfully excused himself, closed the door, and left Hyperion and the others.

The walls of the secret room were decorated with marble carvings, and the curtains were tightly drawn, isolating the outside light and noise.

"I'm sorry for summoning you here in such a hurry today."

Unity was standing beside the tea table in the center of the room, on one side of the sofa, and bowed to the group.

"It's nothing. We're here to help you and are always waiting for your news."

Hyperion stepped forward and sat down opposite Unity.

"Thank you. This time, the mission I'm giving you... was mentioned last time. In short, it's very difficult."

Unity said seriously.

With that, she took out a wax-sealed envelope from the inside of her coat and presented it to Hyperion.

Hyperion took the envelope, slit the seal, and took out the letter inside.

All that could be seen was a photo and a detailed report of the photo's owner's recent itinerary.

Page after page.

"Go and get rid of him. Can you do it?"

Unity lowered her voice slightly and asked Hyperion, also asking her four mysterious guards.

"The evil Professor Landry?"

Hyperion took a look at the information and looked up to ask Unity.

The young man in the photo had eyes as blue as a lake, wearing a bowler hat with a small brim. The simple top hat, combined with the loose coat over the gray waistcoat, made him appear even more calm and aloof as a military engineer.

Hyperion had also been learning about the recent situation and news of the Krey Empire. Landry's reputation in the academic world of the Krey Empire was growing day by day, and it was likely that in the next few days, his status would rise to become the leader of the Krey's soon-to-be-established new magical energy agency committee.

The reason why the Allied forces had not yet regarded him as the number one assassination target, despite his extreme harm, was because he temporarily maintained a brief cooperative relationship with the Allied forces.

Professor Landry, that old fox, was extremely shrewd and could easily gain the trust of the people around him in the Empire. He also thrived in the Imperial Special Operations Division and was appreciated by Director Dex. He even dared to take risks, using the power of the Allied forces to stir up trouble and prevent his political enemies from taking care of him.

"That's right, it's this guy."

Unity's expression was solemn, with a hint of worry.

Cooperation with Landry was a compromise strategy forced by the situation, and it was essentially raising a tiger.

The harm of a schemer like Professor Landry to the Allied forces would only be greater than or equal to its benefits. Once he no longer cooperated with the Allied forces, he would be a complete bomb.

Since the superiors had already handed over all matters related to Professor Landry to Unity, she could first judge and execute everything according to the situation before reporting to the superiors.

Unity originally had no way to kill Landry, until she met reinforcements like Hyperion, she had some hope.

"Why do you want to do it now?"

After reading the letter, Hyperion handed it to Unity, who burned it with a magical device.

She didn't know what changes had happened within the Empire now.

"If nothing unexpected happens, Landry should end our cooperation soon, and he may even turn around and harm us. This man is capable of doing such things."

Unity clenched her fists.

The shameful defeat she suffered to Landry on the Brillda train was still fresh in her memory.

Today, the Imperial Special Operations Division just happened to have withdrawn some of its defenses against Landry.

It is said that there is internal strife in the Operations Division, and an Allied spy has been caught, and he is a high-level member of the Imperial Special Operations Division.

Unity cannot confirm the specific situation at the moment.

But Landry is probably about to lose control.

Once he successfully ascends to the position he wants and is no longer afraid of those imperial noble lords who want to make things difficult for him, he will no longer need the help of the Allied forces. The first thing he will do is cut ties with them. The best strategy is even to wipe them out and exchange them for merit.

If they don't act now, this tiger will run away.

"So that's how it is. This purebred lackey is not reassuring to have as a friend. You have to guard against him stabbing you in the back at any time."

Hyperion nodded after listening to the latest intelligence Unity had told her.

Her eyes gradually sharpened.

Just hearing Unity's description of Landry's deeds, Hyperion felt an uncontrollable murderous intent rising in her heart, spreading like ripples.

"Landry is very strong. He may not even be the real Landry, but a mysterious imperial person. You must not treat him as a sixth-order."

Unity noticed Hyperion's state and knew Hyperion's answer. She would obviously not refuse this mission.

In fact, Unity had a good impression of Hyperion. As an Allied secret agent, Hyperion had powerful guards but was not arrogant at all. Like her, she was a staunch comrade-in-arms who believed in resisting the Imperial invaders.

"Miss Unity, have you fought him before?"

Hyperion's eyes softened slightly and asked Unity.

"His mental magic is quite terrifying, and he can even read the opponent's memory to a certain extent..."

Unity affirmed and told Hyperion about her encounter on the Brillda train that day.

Moreover, it evokes the most beautiful memories and turns them into unrealizable dreams.

Just thinking about that bastard peeking into her mental world on the train, Unity was very wary of him.

"Miss Unity, excuse me."

Before the Ice Witch finished speaking, she had already raised her hand and lightly touched Unity's forehead with her fingertips.

Accompanied by an invisible wave of magical power, Unity was slightly surprised.

She did not feel any discomfort at all, only surprised at how fast the other party's skill was, and she had no ability to respond at all.

After a few breaths, the fluctuations in the air in the room calmed down, and nothing happened. The Ice Witch also withdrew her hand.

"It's okay. I cast a divine spell [Purifying Heart Incantation] to remove negative states for you, but you don't show any signs of being mentally manipulated."

The Ice Witch apologized to Unity.

"It's okay, it's okay. Thank you very much for helping me cast a dispelling spell."

Unity waved her hand quickly, secretly marveling in her heart.

She was actually very worried that Landry had done something to her mental world that day.

Fortunately, she had returned with quite unfathomable reinforcements.

Hearing the other party say that her mental world was normal, Unity felt relieved.

"Eh, Teacher, can this kind of dispelling spell remove mental control spells?"

Hyperion asked curiously.

Then could Lashar's authority [Blood Heart Control] be dispelled?

"First of all, if the opponent is an eighth-order God of War, it's not so easy for the dispelling spell to completely hit and take effect. Secondly, if it is a higher-order mental negative state, then my divine spell cannot dispel it, it can only reveal it. Unless there is a more targeted dispelling spell, such as a high-level priest of the Moon Goddess, there may be a way to dispel it."

The Ice Witch explained to Hyperion.

This is also why she believed that the probability of Violette of Water Jade, the sixth God of War, being controlled was extremely low. Violette, as the high priestess of the Moon Goddess, was likely not affected by mental control magic at all.

Of course, there is also a major premise for being controlled by [Blood Heart Control], that is, having a mental wound. If a person has a perfect heart, Lashar's authority cannot work on them.

"Understood."

Hyperion could roughly confirm that Landry was not impersonated by Lashar, the third ancestor of the blood clan.

If it were Lashar, she would probably directly force control over Unity.

Because Unity had just plainly revealed her inner regrets to Hyperion, she was an object within Lashar's controllable range.

"Hyperion, if you think it's dangerous, there's no need to take risks. Your safety is more important."

Unity cherished Hyperion and the combat power she brought. They could have more important roles to play.

If Landry really couldn't be killed, there was no need to bet on them, the Allied forces' most outstanding assassins in Brillda.

"Don't worry, he won't live past tonight."

Hyperion's expression was as calm as ever, and her eyes were stained with a hint of executioner's color.

She deeply hated this kind of imperial lackey.

She still remembered that day in the newspaper, under the administrative building of the Imperial Special Operations, several special agents cordially received the young imperial professor in the gray coat. Their colluding and powerful aura was all written on the pennant that read "Loyalty and Courage First, Iron Blood Protects the Country."

And Landry was also proud of this, his back straight, giving a thumbs up.

"This war criminal, invader..."

Hyperion itched her teeth and had long wanted to torture this imperial military engineer who developed biological extinction weapons inch by inch.

Everyone in that photo might be harboring ulterior motives, but this professor alone, his warlord temperament was not acting.

Unity breathed a sigh of relief.

"By the way, Hyperion, the information about the male and female lead actors in the public version of "Romance of the Holy War - Cinderella Chapter" that I asked you to investigate last time has been hidden by Abigail. It is said that there is a confidentiality agreement. She discovered the supernova actors and it involves trade secrets. She will announce their information in the next important project, so we cannot investigate it for the time being."

After Unity finished giving the mission, the stone hanging in her heart was temporarily put down, and she began to talk about idle things with Hyperion.

Although Unity would still feel nervous and worried for Hyperion until the results of tonight's mission came out, seeing Hyperion and her companions so confident and calm, Unity also felt that Landry would not live past midnight tonight.

"Oh, okay, thank you."

Hyperion nodded.

She had also heard of director Abigail.

As the chief director of the Brillda Opera House, Abigail was also one of the Krey Empire's leading genius magic artificers, but her interests were not in magical engineering at all. Due to her special attributes, sometimes the Empire had to beg her to do things. It was not surprising that director Abigail had extraordinary connections and means.

"Hyperion, don't worry, it's impossible for them to be Ranch and Tata."

Xin Nora comforted Hyperion from the side.

Although this guess was absurd.

But Xin Nora understood that Hyperion seemed to ask Unity a sentence unintentionally last time, but in fact, since seeing the publicly released opera, Hyperion had been feeling conflicted and thinking wildly, worried that Talia had already gotten together with Ranch in the past few months.

However, that drama was indeed a bit strange. Without some real feelings between the actors, it might be difficult to perform.

"No, I believe them, I really believe them."

Hyperion stubbornly shook her head and denied to Xin Nora,

"I just think that the actors in that drama have a sense of deja vu. Maybe one of the male and female leads is played by Ranch or Tata?"

Hyperion said firmly.

Her aunt and her soon-to-be boyfriend were innocent and honest. She was also very relieved about the two of them traveling for half a year and would definitely not cross the line.

The more she thought about it, the more restless she felt in her heart.

She wanted to get down to business quickly, only in this way could she calm herself down.

"Be careful."

Unity further exhorted and got up to see them off.

Now Unity felt more and more that Landry was a very chaotic person.

He clearly had two fiancées, but he still wanted her to send over an Allied fiancée.

Unity suspected that Landry simply wanted her to offer a female spy as a sacrifice for his enjoyment. This kind of evil taste made it difficult for Unity to comment.

"Miss Unity, tonight I will let you see what it means to have the King of Hell call the roll."

Hyperion smiled coldly at Unity and promised.

Not to mention her seventh-order, already superb stealth skills.

With four great demons following, once she entered Landry's house, whoever's name she called would die.