u torture him like this"Three clergymen couldn't help but feel perplexed and troubled.You're serving your sentence and not asking any questions, isn't that just pure tortureAlthough the Great Love Poe...Chapter 377: Huibelyn's Fortune Meets a Chance Encounter

The sky was overcast with dark clouds, and rain could come at any moment. Many pedestrians had put on their hats in preparation for the cooling, damp night as they waited for the first raindrop to fall.

The crowd gathered around the Helstrom Broadcasting Company building, many of them now shifting their gaze towards the distance or focusing on the screens. The giant screen atop the building continuously played a synchronized broadcast of behind-the-scenes footage from the interview, while the cacophony surrounding the microphone, every word amplified, echoed throughout the entire building.

On the big screen, the images of two girls were magnified infinitely. Every little movement and every expression became the focus of everyone's attention.

I am not...

Hubleysian never imagined that Lance's interview would be so provocative, in such a short time, there were so many more of his fervent supporters.

Even back when they split up, she had never seen Lance possess this kind of wide-reaching, fanatical following. It was so unexpected that even Huberly couldn't fathom what Lance could have possibly gone through in the Protosian Empire over these past two months!

But gradually, no one listened to her anymore. People's eyes held varying degrees of hostility.

In the eyes of this political heavyweight's ardent supporters, the remarks made by this noblewoman from the Milford family were a disrespect to their leader and an open challenge to the opposition.

"These two young ladies were simply expressing their opinions. In Mr. Rocky McCaskey's view, everyone has the right to actively express their thoughts, and every voice should be heard so that we can progress, wouldn't you agree"

The reporter constantly worked to express and maintain order during the interview, also trying to calm the emotions that seemed ready to boil over at any moment.

But he didn't dare to defend the two girls too much, fearing that this group of Maccassi fans would also recognize him as an enemy of Rocky Macassi.

"You don't understand Rocky Macasi at all!"

"You two stuffy noblewomen should be expelled. Or perhaps Mr. Loch Macassi is too merciful, giving you too much freedom on campus."

Gradually, fans around began to voice their dissatisfaction loudly. Some more impulsive ones even started pointing and shouting in our direction.

This kind of emotion began to spread like waves, making the reporters feel immense pressure and they could only try their best to end this extremely stressful interview as soon as possible.

You... !

Misura was about to retort, she didn't know why her sister wouldn't want Rocky to run for president, but she knew her sister was now feeling wronged and unable to defend herself. Clearly, her sister was the one who truly supported Rocky from the bottom of her heart.

However, just as Mīshūla was about to attack, she was held back by Hyberlia's icy hand.

At this point, we can't afford to make things worse. Adding another problem for the Milford family by giving them a prominent spot on the Herloom Broadcasting Company is not wise.

The air was thick with a palpable heaviness, a sense of danger taut as a string about to snap.

The guard also began to notice the agitated emotions of the crowd, and they quickly strengthened their security measures, ready to intervene if necessary to ensure the safety of the interview.

The two girls' location, in the blink of an eye, became the most prominent focal point of Helrom, the city that never sleeps. The crowd began to gather incessantly, shrinking the space where they could stand.

...while the other side.

The revolving glass doors of the Helstrom Broadcasting Company building turned slowly.

Under the escort of a group of serious-looking, uniformed guards, the young political star stepped out of the Helrohm Broadcasting Company building.

His aura was unique, impossible to conceal even in the darkness. His tall figure cast a long shadow that stretched across the ground with every step. He wore a purple suit under a dark tweed overcoat. He glanced at the scene outside and then tucked one hand into his coat pocket, walking forward. Accompanying him were cheers erupting from the throng of black-clad people.

Even a casual glance reveals his effortless leadership charisma.

People were shouting Rocky Macasi's name, and the inspiring slogan he uttered on the talk show today.

For a moment, it was like a giant wave, even overwhelming the murmurs and commotion on the other side of the building.

"Students at our school"

Lanchi, through the gaps in the dense crowd, noticed the attire of the two girls and muttered to himself in confusion.

His gaze, like a spotlight, fell upon that small circle. Even without speaking, his arrival was like a calming balm, drawing the attention of the people in that direction to his piercing stare.

As soon as he stepped out of the doors of Helm Radio, he noticed some commotion in the distance.

If there is chaos, he certainly cannot just stand by and do nothing.

"Please help me, thank you."

He immediately turned his head and briefly spoke to the security personnel beside him before raising his hand.

Soon, at the request of this young political star conveyed through simple gestures, people around him instinctively parted to make way.

The guards immediately seized the opportunity, guiding him smoothly through the crowd toward the direction of the two girls.

With every step he took, the crowds on either side would involuntarily step back, parting to make way for him.

Despite the ongoing clamor, under Lance's aura, all the earth-shattering shouts seemed unusually quiet, like a blank canvas the night had left for him.

Finally, he walked from the path cleared by the crowd to the side of the reporter from Herloom Broadcasting Company and two girls.

Lance sighed helplessly.

Although no one knows why he sighed.

How are it always these two girls from the Milford family again

In just two short days, this is the second time I've run into them.

However, at the rocky junction of Box Mountain Province, where he was escorting the desolate Saint Siegfried, he met the two of them.

So for these two girls, this is probably their first time meeting Rocky McCassie.

Ranch's gaze swept across the crowd, his rational eyes seeming to tell everyone—these were students from the school he managed, so please remain calm.

As principal, he bears an unspoken responsibility and duty to protect these young people.

As he approached the two girls, Lance's figure once again appeared on the giant screen between floors.

He quietly but firmly raised his hand to acknowledge the fans around him, conveying in the most succinct manner possible that in this highly publicized setting, respect and understanding were the core values he upheld as a leader.

"……"!

Hughbert stared, bewildered, at the figure that had suddenly appeared. It was familiar yet strange, so close yet separated by a wall of something intangible.

Unexpectedly, it was him who once again came to his side to help him.

Under his protection, he finally felt a sense of security and comfort.

"I'm sorry, I think there may be a misunderstanding. At school, I've received a great deal of love and support from some students, which is why some may not want me to leave campus for the political world, where I would have to focus on imperial duties. Please understand their feelings."

Lanch faced the camera and calmly relayed Hubleyan's words from just moments ago.

"…" A sob.

Hyberlian's eyes were bright, with a mixture of emotion—touched by feeling, happiness, grievance. In their depths reflected his own figure.

Although the immediate cacophony of the crowd around her was deafening, only the soft voice of Rocky McCaslin echoing from below in the building stood out. Every word reached her mind clearly.

It turns out it's not just in the Southern Continent, but also in Ikeras.

Even if she reached the Northern Continent, in this Hellsing where they had never met before, he would still come to her aid even if he failed to see through her disguise.

It was also at this moment that Huberlyan recalled meeting Lance in the Iketerite Academy, a place where he had just recently arrived and wasn't yet familiar.

At that time, he also spoke in this way, constantly helping her.

During the entrance exam, he helped himself defeat the malicious Lord Feralt. After the entrance exam, he eased his relationship with Princess Vivienne. When Lord Morton came to cause trouble, he drove him away. He led himself through the Shadow World Demon Academy to quickly become stronger. In the garden, he defeated the female assassins of the Resurrection Church. At the Cathedral Banquet, he protected himself who was chosen as a target for the blood clan's hunting. He also protected himself from the direct soldier of the Aloraan Academic Visiting Team...

Only at this moment did Huberly realize why she had been so unlucky.

Although this person took her merits, they will always come to save her when she is in danger.

So, that's what it means to meet someone by sheer luck

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(The End)

【】rough the glass panes, crisscrossing every corner as it did so, while also causing the coffin lid to move back and forth incessantly."The air is filled with vitality.""A voice whispers to you.""Sunshi...