Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

The meticulously arranged streets and quaint, solid buildings of the Holy Polante Theocracy's southern region are fully visible. [You will go to:] [A. Aeoberon] [B. Hansabec] [C. Tarberg] [D. Saint Trier] [Remaining time: 4 days 03 hours 36 minutes] On the earth, the magic script of the Mirror of Tiberius also slowly linked up. "Where is Aeoberon?" Talia asked, puzzled, after reading the options. "I guess it's Oberon." Lanci replied. Oberon is the southern boundary of the Holy Polante Theocracy, also known as Iron Fortress, bordering the Huo Ning Empire. Inverted Lord Tiberius probably likes the tidy character length. Talia hesitated to say more. She suspected the Inverted Lord might be a bit ill. But that's how artistic people are. Lanci is somewhat influenced too. "..." Lanci feels that Talia has also begun to show a trend of daily tasks lately. He did not refute Talia for the time being, focusing on the options before him. Hansabec Province is a northern province of the Huo Ning Empire. Tarberg Province is a southern province of the Huo Ning Empire, appearing in the second simulation; Lanci was also wanted there by the local governor for hunting demon people. Saint Trier is the constant endpoint, hiding the Huo Ning Capital, Moon City. "What will you do next?" Talia asked the Saint Polante Pope, who should be more accurately called the former Saint Polante Pope. He has now lost his position, his reputation, and is completely alone. In theory, there was no need to investigate anything this time; they could head straight to the Huo Ning Capital, Saint Trier, and end this simulation. But Lanci said it was not over yet. He might still want to do something. "Declare war." Lanci selected the third option, "Tarberg," a southern province of the Huo Ning Empire. His goal was now clear. In an instant, the entire world in front of him stretched out. Rushingly flying southward at Ninth-order speed. [You passed through the southernmost Holy Polante Theocracy, Iron Fortress Oberon, which is preparing the fourth anniversary celebration of Seville's peace and restoration with the bordering city-states of the Huo Ning Empire.] [Continuing southward, you enter the northern province of the Huo Ning Empire, Herslein.] Lanci, like a bird overseeing the mortal world, observes the entirety of the city-state from high above. [At night, after the war, the cold winter moonlight shimmers on the main city covered with white snow, greenhouses filled with lush vegetables and fruits, the brilliantly lit market and merchants' square, and the peaceful joy of the winter festival, all appear pitiable in your eyes.] [You have given up on taking another look at Brunswick Town, your hometown, because you have more important matters to handle.] [Along the way, you also will not transform into Demon Hunter Randall to deal with Demon People.] [Directly heading toward the southern-central direction of the Huo Ning Empire.] ... The next afternoon. In the Huo Ning Empire, western part of Tarberg Province, a town called Seyin Sit. The town is nestled against mountains and waters, with beautiful scenery rolling over its terrains and bubbling streams winding through. At dusk, the setting sun turns into melting gold, coating the earth with layers of warm radiance. From the elevated parts of the town, the whole town can be seen at a glance, with comfortable benches ideal for watching the sunset. Children occasionally run up and down the stairs, and in the distance, middle-aged men in formal shoes read newspapers. Looking around, the vast outskirts are fully visible; the setting sun slowly melts into the horizon, the sky painted pink, burning with clouds. The gentle evening breeze brushes through the residents' hair, bringing with it a faint scent of roses, refreshing to the soul. Through the open windows of a cottage on the edge of town, one can see a harmonious family sitting at the dinner table, enjoying a delicious dinner. The ranch owner lifts his glass, happily saying: "To the great Huo Ning Empire, to our life of happiness and well-being! May tomorrow be even better." The entire family echoes together. "Dear, your birthday is just a few days away, do you have any wishes?" His wife turns to their daughter, asking lovingly. "I want to visit the Blood Realm in Saint Crete and meet the legendary Blood Clan, to thank them. My teacher said that today's peace is because they are protecting us." The daughter sweetly smiles in response. "Uh, we might not be able to go to the capital immediately, but there will definitely be a chance in the future." The wife says with some difficulty. She has heard that some Blood Clan members like to drink children's blood, and she does not want her daughter to be drained. "Mom, isn't it our honor to offer our blood to the Blood Clan's adults? Why are you afraid?" The daughter's eyes widen, as if seeing through her mother's concerns, and she stares directly while asking. "I, I'm not." The wife suddenly realizes that all family members are looking at her; she can only manage a helpless smile in response. Soon, the atmosphere at the dining table restores back to normal, and everyone chats and laughs heartily. No one notices that strange clouds begin to gather in the sky. People think it is just a common evening rainstorm and continue with their usual activities. Gradually folks from the town's tavern begin to emerge, looking towards the sky. "Why has it suddenly turned dark?" "It's normal for it to be dark at this time." Smoke weaves through fingertips by the window shadows. Tavern customers leisurely smoke. As the clouds gather more, they soon obscure the sunset, engulfing the entire Seyin Sit Town and the surrounding city-states in a hazy shroud. "!" Suddenly, all around the town, everyone feels a current sweep through their minds.