Don't confiscate my citizenship

Xinora really couldn't tell the strength of the big demon in front of her, and she didn't dare to provoke it. Before reaching a definite position, she decided not to delve too deeply into it.

At this time, in Sinora's special cell, compared to Sinora, Antanas was the most shocked by the fact that the great love poet was actually a great demon.

She stared at the Great Love Poet in disbelief, not understanding when she became a great demon!

Antanas's thoughts were turbulent. She tried to recall every moment she spent with the other party, but she couldn't find any clues or conclusions.

I just sighed in my heart that this little princess was hiding so deeply that I didn't even notice it the whole time I got along with her.

The poet of great love did not explain anything to Antanas first, but only looked at the law-breaking Shinora on the other side of the barrier.

"Then please Miss Xinola put forward your transaction request first."

The poet of great love said politely.

"I only have one question. Do you want to lead us back to our kingdom? Start by dominating the Protos Empire."

Sinola also changed back to her demure ladylike posture and asked the poet of great love.

Since the other party can blatantly pretend to be a human and enter Herom Prison to rescue her, it means that he has penetrated into the Protos Empire to a certain extent and has a unique method of manipulating humans.

Just being able to make Antanas surrender and bring Antanas to see her is enough to show his skill in this regard.

This big demon with black hair and green eyes might be able to become their new queen.

"..."

The poet was silent for a moment.

Antanas on the side looked at Sinora and the Great Love Poet. She didn't expect that Sinora's wish was so simple.

It was much simpler than she originally expected.

At this moment, you only need to tell Sinora that you are willing to lead them to restore the country, and she will choose to surrender.

However.

"I'm sorry, I don't want to bring you back to the country. I'm tired of seeing innocent people being hurt."

The poet of great love shook his head and denied this question.

"...That's such a pity. Even if I fight you today or die in your hands, I won't go with you."

Sinola had a slightly regretful smile on her lips.

It's a mixture of disappointment and a little appreciation.

At least the other party gave her enough respect and didn't try to deceive or deal with her.

At the moment when Sinora was ready for the final battle, she still couldn't feel the hostility of this black-haired, green-eyed demon.

"Isn't it possible to transform the Protos Empire into a country where humans and demons can coexist harmoniously?"

The poet of great love thought about it while putting forward his own thoughts to Sinora.

"what are you saying?"

Sinola hesitated in her words and stared at the other person in confusion.

Even the previous generation of demon kings had never imagined this. It was beautiful, but not real.

Neither humans nor demons can agree, and there is no possibility of collaboration between the two parties.

The strong kill the weak, the strong conquer the weak, and the strong enslave the weak. This is the destiny of nature.

"I mean I am working hard to change the Protos Empire and change its system. I dream that one day, the valleys will rise, the mountains will fall, the rough and winding roads will become smooth, and the Holy Light will be revealed and shine on the world."

"..."

Sinola didn't understand whether the other party was serious or completely crazy.

If these words were put in the mouth of a human being, they might feel very innocent and beautiful. But if they were put in the mouth of this ominous demon with black hair and green eyes, Shinola would only feel a twisted sense of chaos.

"Assume that you can really do it... If the destruction of the demon clan is just that, is it really fair? Don't you think humans have gone too far? Isn't the revenge we want now not in line with our demons? Is it the natural law of the clan?”

Sinola was silent for a moment and raised her deepest doubt.

The other party may have an efficient and effective strategy, but that's not what she wants.

The poet of great love just looked at Sinola with a calm face and a little confusion.

Over time, looking at each other like this, Sinola couldn't figure out what she meant for a long time.

"... From my position, it's not appropriate to talk about this issue, so I can't answer you."

The poet of great love finally said slowly,

"Once the chain of revenge begins, it will never stop, and the ideal I want to realize must be based on the premise that there will be no war. There are no winners in wars, only losers."

"Then according to your assumption, the best choice for us demons now is to pretend to be humans with our tail between our legs, and co-operate with them to survive?"

Sinola asked with a rare angry tone.

She knew that the other person's voice had a magical power that made her mood rise and fall uncontrollably, but she was convinced that these were her true feelings, and she was not afraid to reveal her position. She would rather stay in this prison. Even if he waits until his death for the opportunity for the Demon Clan to regain its kingdom, he will never agree to go to the earth and give up the dignity of the Great Demon Clan to survive!

"..."

The poet of great love did not answer her immediately, but continued to look at Sinora, as if he was feeling her mood, until the sight made Sinora unconsciously avoid it and look away.

"Sinola, the demons who live a long time must understand one truth. Faith can sometimes be healed, and sometimes it can be hurt. It can support you to survive, but if you are trapped in it, you will also Lost in it.”

The poet of great love raised his head, as if looking at the light in the cage, and said to himself,

"If you are tired, just rest, because faith is not something that is harsh on us."

"I……"

Sinora stared at the beloved poet's cheek, unwilling to follow her gaze.

Finally he gritted his teeth and lowered his eyes.

She doesn't want to let go, and she doesn't dare to let go.

"I know you're right...but what's wrong with my thinking?"

"Sinora, no matter what kind of creature you are, there are many things in your life that are completely unfair. Once you encounter injustice, you will ignite the anger of revenge to break the order and start a more intense war. Do you think you are definitely helping the demons? You need to think about this issue carefully before deciding whether to adopt the worst method."

"..."

Sinola was about to say something, but her words got stuck in her throat for a moment.

In her concept, there is actually no "forgiveness", only temporary "tolerance".

The other person's rhetorical question was a bit beyond her knowledge, far deeper than anything she had ever considered.

So much so that she couldn't accurately answer what this revenge was for.

"..."

"I don't know the real information on the ground, but I can probably guess what the life of the demons is like today. I want to use revenge to wash away the shame and maintain the dignity and freedom of the demons. This is worth risking my life. As long as there is If the odds are against me, I’ll do it.”

Sinola thought for a long time, and probably got some answers, and said as if asking the other party for advice.

"So, you defeated the Protos Empire, then what?"

The poet smiled, sighed, and quickly asked her a new question.

Immediately, he stopped talking.

But the look in his eyes was full of helplessness, as if he was asking Shinora: Then, will the demon clan be able to regain its glory.

Can you live the life you want from now on?

"I'm... not sure, but I think it'll be better than it is now, at least."

Sinora said in a deep voice.

She didn't understand what the other party was thinking about in the depths of his emerald green eyes, and whether there really was an answer.

But if she doesn't understand this problem, even she herself won't be able to calm down the waves in her heart today.

"..."

Antanas frowned from time to time at the Love Poet and Shinora.

She hadn't noticed before on the negative fourth floor that this guy with black hair and green eyes seemed to have a unique talent for emotional communication. Coupled with the unique talent of magic sound that could tease the other person's mood, it was even more incredible.

Just through words, Sinola, who was originally firm in her belief, is now a little confused. She gradually becomes obsessed with the other party's eyes and wants to find an answer.

But Sinola herself knew nothing about this process.