Protos Empire, the morning of the Bishop election.

The sky over Herlom was still a deep gray-blue, with the tops of the buildings shrouded in mist and the ground covered in twilight.

The Parliament Building stood on the south side of Herlom, appearing even more mysterious and solemn in the hazy morning light.

The ground floor served as the reception and security checkpoint, the main entrance for the public and staff to enter the building.

The central hall on the second floor, as the main visitor area, was open to the public most of the time, allowing visitors to tour and learn about the legislative procedures and history of the Protos Empire.

The upper floors included offices and conference rooms, the working areas for members of parliament and staff.

Starting from the fourth floor, there were more offices and committees for smaller-scale discussions and talks, usually used to support the legislative and research work of the members of parliament.

However, today, the Parliament Building was not open to the public; only a small number of reporters from Herlom Broadcasting Corporation were allowed into designated areas.

Downstairs from the Parliament Building, the crowd had already gathered into a sea.

Media reporters crowded the surrounding streets, holding equipment and microphones, anxiously awaiting the arrival of this historic moment.

The air was filled with an atmosphere of tension and anticipation, with the faces of those being interviewed written with curiosity and uncertainty about the future, trying to glean insight into the major event about to happen from every angle.

Herlom police officers set up security barriers around the building, but this did not reduce the enthusiasm of the gathered crowd.

In the commercial districts of Herlom, giant screens were also surrounded by citizens of the imperial capital.

Today, the situation inside the Parliament Building would be broadcast live by Herlom Broadcasting Corporation.

Inside the Protos Parliament Building, in a dedicated magic-powered elevator.

Hyperion was wearing a black suit today, with a neat high ponytail, following beside Bishop Ba Tian like a butler or deacon.

The magic-powered elevator slowly ascended, and in the silence, only the faint sound of mechanical operation and the breathing of the two could be heard.

Originally, the bishop should have brought the Holy Son or Holy Daughter, but the Ba Tian Holy Son was unable to accompany Bishop Ba Tian today.

Hyperion's mood was complicated.

For some reason, Lan Qi's request to her was to escort Bishop Ba Tian into the venue as a temporary direct subordinate of the Ba Tian branch, to prevent Bishop Ba Tian from taking action unnecessarily.

She, who already possessed numerous life-saving methods, also obtained a brand-new life-saving spell from the Ice Witch, making her an excellent bodyguard.

"Girl, why are you so wary of me?"

While Hyperion was pondering, Bishop Ba Tian turned his head slightly, moved a little closer to her, and whispered in her ear.

Hyperion was startled and quickly dodged a little.

"..."

She stared at Bishop Ba Tian, unwilling to speak carelessly.

Hyperion was actually very scared; she never expected that she would meet Bishop Ba Tian at such close range.

Moreover, Bishop Ba Tian was completely different from what she had imagined.

明明是那么恐怖的冷酷女人，竟然会在单独相处时趁她毫无防备对她耳语。

明明是那么恐怖的冷酷女人，竟然会在单独相处时趁她毫无防备对她耳语。

“You would like to become my Holy Daughter?”

Bishop Ba Tian sized Hyperion up and down, and asked with interest.

"Impossible."

Hyperion firmly rejected.

明明在命运女神教会，她想达到堪比复生教会圣子和圣女的地位难于登天，现在霸天主教竟然就对她投出了橄榄枝。

明明在命运女神教会，她想达到堪比复生教会圣子和圣女的地位难于登天，现在霸天主教竟然就对她投出了橄榄枝。

Of course, it was more likely that the other party was merely testing her.

Although she was frightened in her heart, and couldn't understand what Bishop Ba Tian admired about her, to suddenly offer her the chance to become a Ba Tian Holy Daughter in one step, she was clearly distinct from the Resurrection Church and would never sink deeper into this abyss again!

"I can give you the same care as your mother, protect you well, and make sure no one dares to bully you."

Bishop Ba Tian stared at Hyperion, slightly opened her hands, and said with a smile.

"...No need."

Hyperion felt that Bishop Ba Tian didn't seem to be joking...

Originally, she thought Bishop Ba Tian was an incredibly terrifying person, but she found that, when alone, Bishop Ba Tian's contrasting appearance made her feel inexplicably gentle?

"Are you hesitating?"

Sigrid observed Hyperion's frowning and tangled look, and asked again.

"No, I only ask that Your Grace Bishop can keep your promise, treat me as if you never saw me after my work today, and don't make things difficult for me."

Hyperion gazed at Bishop Ba Tian and answered without wavering.

She believed there must be a pit in the "Holy Daughter" invitation.

Although Bishop Ba Tian clearly had no malice towards her, she always felt that the other party wanted to tease her.

"That's a pity. Actually, I quite like you. After all, you are the boldest girl I have ever seen. At my wedding in the future, it would be great to put you at the kids' table."

Bishop Ba Tian shook her head regretfully.

"...Can you judge that just based on this one meeting with me?"

Hyperion didn't understand why Bishop Ba Tian thought she was bold.

Was it just because her attitude towards Bishop Ba Tian was very indifferent now?

The door of the magic-powered elevator opened, and light shone in.

The floor was engraved with complex patterns, and walking on it would make a dull echo.

The lights above the corridor were dim, providing only the most basic lighting, making the shadows on both sides of the corridor even deeper.

"One day you will know."

Bishop Ba Tian just pursed the corners of her mouth into a smile, walked out, and signaled Hyperion to follow.

"..."

Hyperion collected her thoughts and walked towards the Franklin Central Hall outside.

However, she then became puzzled again.

Generally speaking, a bishop can only have one Holy Son and one Holy Daughter at most. Lan Qi is now the Ba Tian Holy Son, and Bishop Ba Tian is now inviting her to be the Ba Tian Holy Daughter. Could it be that the woman who seduced Lan Qi in that mansion that day, her position was not even the Ba Tian Holy Daughter?

Soon she walked out of the corridor, and her vision brightened.

In the Franklin Hall on the thirty-third floor of the Parliament Building, imperial nobles and ministers moved between the fan-shaped seats arranged in circles from low to high. Their voices of conversation, laughter, and debate intertwined. Most of the senators were already seated, exchanging opinions in low voices in the corners.

In the spacious hall, the morning light of Herlom poured down from the high transparent dome, gently illuminating the ancient stone floor built hundreds of years ago, creating a subtle interweaving of history and reality.

Hyperion looked up and saw Earl Milford, her uncle under the identity of Milian Milford, on the left side of the fan-shaped seats in the hall. And not far away on the other side of the seats was Lan Qi, sitting leisurely, as if he were from another world.

Now Lan Qi was wearing a suit and leather shoes, surrounded by stars, talking and laughing with many big figures in the imperial political world.

"..."

Hyperion felt a lump in her throat.

Back then, she also watched Lan Qi inexplicably become the principal in the Shadow World, sitting in the conference room arranging work for a group of school leaders.

Now he has arrived on an even bigger stage, and sure enough, his abstraction has no limit.

(End of this chapter)