Beneath a night sky studded with stars, music from Herloom Commercial District Square mingled with Ranch's speech, creating a symphony of the city.

Hypereon and Misha stood amidst the crowd in this open square.

The moment they arrived at this pedestrian square, Misha noticed her sister's dynamic expression freeze on her face, as if sealed by a sudden frost, stiff and devoid of its usual warmth.

The two sisters stood there, the crowd flowing around them, as if they were two isolated islands in the river of time.

Misha grabbed Hypereon's arm, trying to offer her comfort.

But at this moment, even a warm hand could not affect the trembling in her sister's eyes.

She couldn't even imagine what could have happened to make someone like her sister lose control of her emotions.

Misha only felt her sister's sudden change, and an unknown worry surged in her heart, constantly looking back and forth between the screen and Hypereon's cheeks.

On the flickering screen, the interview was still in progress.

The male guest captured by the camera behaved appropriately, with a unique charm in his amiable conversation, generated by his temperament, a natural rationality and composure.

"I've never been like a politician. If I had to say, I'm just a headmaster. I don't want war. I don't want to see people harmed unnecessarily, and I don't want the day to come when my students go to the battlefield. I just want everyone to live a happy life, and my students, they should make the Protoss Empire better."

His voice echoed continuously over the night square, causing more and more pedestrians to stop and look up at the screen.

The figure of that young man was displayed on crystal screens large and small surrounding the entire square.

His sincere eyes and words made it impossible to doubt his enthusiasm, and made people willing to try and consider whether he had the ability to realize it.

"Milian, what's wrong?"

Misha asked with concern, her voice filled with undisguised worry.

Although the familiar voice brought Hypereon back to reality, she tried to regain her composure, but she still couldn't completely dispel the chaos in her brain after taking a deep breath.

"That person..."

Her voice was almost a whisper,

"He... I have to find him..."

Her breath trembled slightly, as if she wanted to stop it before everything became irreversible.

The next second, she looked towards the various roads connecting the square.

The psychedelic feeling that could only be felt in this place called "the crossroads of the world" made her unable to find the direction to Herloom Broadcasting Corporation for a while.

"This way."

Misha quickly pointed out the way to Hypereon, and ran with her.

Misha was even more confused. Her sister was usually calm and composed, and could maintain a lady's graceful demeanor even when facing unknown new situations.

But now, her sister seemed to have been struck by a bolt from the blue, and even the always elegant her had lost her composure.

The male political celebrity on the screen was chatting with a smile. His smile might be charming to others, but in her sister's eyes, it seemed to hide a story that only she knew.

"Wait, that person wouldn't be Ranch, would he?"

Misha heard the host on the screen refer to the political celebrity as "Mr. Ranch McCarthy" at this moment.

She suddenly remembered that the man her sister was looking for was also named Ranch.

Misha's heart pounded wildly. She never thought that the man her sister had been thinking about day and night would have such a high status in the Imperial City of Herloom!

The Milford family had never had such an amazing fiancé.

If her father knew that her sister's sweetheart was actually a big figure in Herloom, he would definitely be shocked! The nobles of the Northwest Province would no longer dare to secretly say those words that insulted her sister, like their Milford family had picked up a bastard.

"Brother-in-law is so amazing? Was he just on the *Herloom Evening Show* talking about his idea of running for Protoss President?"

Misha asked with a somewhat moved expression.

"Not brother-in-law!"

Hypereon ran and looked at Misha, denying it bitterly and anxiously,

"He, he, he!"

Hypereon said "he" three times in a row, but couldn't say what he was. She was a little out of breath.

It had only been two months since she last saw him. How could he be so abstract!

Moreover, no matter how Hypereon thought about it, she felt that something was wrong.

Even if she wasn't holding him back, Ranch's cautious personality wouldn't have grown so wildly in the Protoss Empire.

She couldn't understand why Ranch seemed to have completely let himself go!

"Sister, if he's so famous in the Imperial City of Herloom, when we go to Herloom Broadcasting Corporation later, there may be crowds of people and news reporters waiting for him to come out. We may not be able to see him!"

Misha reminded.

Under normal circumstances, such celebrity guests would have many fans waiting on the scene, and the security work would be particularly strict. There might even be traffic control on Fourth Street near Herloom Broadcasting Corporation.

In other words, this kind of person is not someone that off-site audiences can easily see.

"But if you have a way to make him notice you at a glance, he should be able to come and find you!"

Misha thought for a while, and then added.

Hypereon became silent when she heard this.

Her current disguise had been changed into a completely new appearance by the Ice Witch and the church's top magic craftsmen in order to match the identity that the Milford family had prepared for her in the Protoss Empire two months in advance.

Even if Ranch still maintained the appearance of Ranch with brown hair and green eyes that he had prepared when he set off from the Southern Continent, she could recognize Ranch, but Ranch could not recognize her.

"He might not recognize me now."

Hypereon said in a low voice.

"Could it be..."

Misha spoke halfway, and looked at her sister's expression in surprise, and she understood.

So it was the story of childhood sweethearts who hadn't seen each other for many years, who had now grown up, but could no longer remember each other's appearance.

Even if they had been separated for many years and grown up, they had not forgotten many beautiful fantasies.

Her sister had been thinking about that man for more than ten years, and that man had always remembered what her sister told him—in order to find her sister, he had even stepped up step by step in the empire, and finally reached the most conspicuous position, wanting to wait until her sister could find him.

This is too romantic!

"Sister, no matter what, I will definitely make him your brother-in-law!"

Misha said excitedly, and even her usually expressionless face showed an incredibly moving look.

Misha vowed in her heart that no matter what, she would help Milian Milford and Ranch McCarthy, this match made in heaven, to finally become a family!

Today is also three updates, exhausting my life to add more updates

(End of this chapter)