Emperor's Daughter of the Red Sands

Chapter 4 Elaine

On the summit of the holy peak of Nuceria, a saint was born.

Such news spread throughout Nuceria after Lawrence Tarco's return.

The powerful saint called Angron, she sheltered all the residents who still lived in the holy peak, and wiped out all the blood slaves in the city of Deshiya—even though the person named Lawrence Talko The nobles were able to return to the city-state alive.

Although most of the materials and blood slaves were looted and all the guards were killed, it was not a big loss to this nobleman with a rich family background.

But judging from his distraught appearance like a bereaved dog, and his dedication to the "Shengfeng Religion" which is only popular among the common people at the bottom, most people think that he must have encountered an unprecedented setback on the Sacred Peak.

Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible for this high-ranking knight known for his cruelty and madness to suddenly change his personality.

After all... Shengfeng taught this vocabulary, and it has been a long time since it was on the sight of the nobles.

The ancient religion that is widely spread in Nuceria evolved through the belief in the eternally standing holy mountain.Although in the later dark ages, the savagery and violence on the Red Sand Plain were almost squeezed to silence, it only existed in the spoken language of the common people, and it seemed to have almost no improvement, and only the most helpless and helpless The unreliable low-level civilians will hand over their faith in despair to the holy mountain that stands forever.

In Nuceria, where there are many aristocrats, almost no one shelters such an ancient religion. Compared with those ancient dogmas, the people in power prefer the bloody and wild red sand—they feel the death of the soldiers. The blood is boiling, and even the noble high-ranking knights are obsessed with it, and no one believes in the boring stories in the myth.

But now, the legendary myth has been realized into reality.The saint who descended from the sky announced her protection, and wiped out any forces and minions who dared to invade the holy mountain.

This angered the blood-advocating Nucerian nobles, who spent countless sums of money to allow the mercenaries to bring them a slave named the Holy Maiden.

However, those warriors who licked their blood never returned from the icy blizzard.

As the saint had warned, the majestic holy mountain swallowed up all these invaders and spilled all the blood of the red sand.

The savages they despised in the past seemed to be transformed into terrifying ghosts in the jungle. No matter how sophisticated the advance array was, they would find a gap until the scarlet and delicate figure spread destruction and death.

When the expedition team composed of several high-ranking knights completely disappeared in the cold wind, Nuceria finally calmed down—they finally realized one thing, in the land where there is little fertile frozen soil, the true The birth of a powerful saint who can unite the clans of those barbaric villages.

And the high-level knights who are various merchants and nobles are not in a tight and stable alliance, and it is not in their interest to waste unreasonable resources on the barren frozen soil.

However, the sights of merchants and nobles are always so short-sighted. They relax in the temporary comfort and peace, forgetting the results of the previous unscrupulous plundering of this barren land-even though they used the bloody method of gladiatorial combat to oppress the The vast majority of rebels, but hidden dangers have been lurking for a long time.

The noble saint on the top of the mountains, she has subdued most of the villages on the mountains either by strong strength or by gentle means in just a few months. There are even more rumors that that The saint used her incomparably superb medical skills and various knowledge to gradually transform the backwardness in the mountains, and advanced ideas and technologies spread all over the villages under her control.

Later, in the face of the powerful strength and personal charm of the Primarch, these mountain villages who had been oppressed for hundreds of years were completely awakened to the anger of Nuceria, and they swarmed up to praise the heavenly saint as their The leader of the ancient religion he believed in was also the recognized leader of these tribes.

After establishing an alliance called [Holy Mountain], the Primarch of the Maiden Gene deservedly conquered a large piece of land that once belonged to the Nucerians, no matter it was the most pedantic and barbaric village, it can be seen This saint who walks in the world possesses something extraordinary.

Nowadays, all the people living on the holy mountain have truly become a part of the [Holy Mountain].Their descendants enjoy the richness and tranquility they never had in the past. Their warriors are constantly encroaching on the territory on the red sand land. Their lives are no longer poor and difficult. Under the leadership of the woman, it is extremely rich in just a few years.

What's more, this saint has the gift of being able to link the hearts of soldiers together, which makes them invincible in the process of conquering the enemy. Whether it is a surprise attack or a frontal battle, these mountain sons are not weaker than those bloodthirsty Son of Red Sand.

Finally, through the betrayal of the entire Nucerian aristocracy by the fanatic Lawrence Tarco...

The first factory in the mountains was established.

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On the top of the majestic and towering snow peak of the holy mountain, the luxurious and frost-frozen castle is now the top of the holy mountain.

It symbolizes the power of this ancient mountain and the incomparable nobility of being able to overlook the people of Hongsha at any time.

In the most conspicuous center of the castle, which was frozen by the endless wind and snow, a tall woman with red hair was sitting in the center of the throne, her resolute and bloody aura made her delicate and pretty face look unattainable , the towering and solid armor is fitting the tall and plump figure, even if someone dares to try to peep, they will be dissuaded by the aura contained in the gilt pupils.

She silently read the latest information displayed on the communication terminal in her palm, many of which included good news about wars in various places, as well as the begging and surrender of the Nuceria nobles.

She is the current Lord of the Mountains, the Saintess of Xuefeng, Angron Elaine.

After several years, Elaine's former girlish figure has now grown into a tall woman almost as tall as an adult man. The body that has been tempered by the cold wind is bound by the fine gold cast by the blacksmith clan. Countless A brutal battle stained it with the blood of the children of the red sand.

Although... the former girl Primarch curled up weakly in the breeding warehouse and feared her future fate, but when she regained the anger at the ill-fated fate, the mighty power inherited from her genetic father gradually made her She grows gradually.

At this moment, Elaine is processing the documents of many mountain clans, and at the same time processing the application for trading routes from the Nucerians. The extremely developed Primarch's superhuman brain is rapidly processing and digesting a lot of knowledge.

In this technologically advanced red sand world, the transmission of information is naturally very fast. Although barbarism has almost swallowed the entire planet, some incompatible technological creations symbolize the glory of human beings.

The data screen in her palm that is constantly swipe various data and information comes from the village where she used to live.The extremely rare data terminals that were once important military supplies are already a thing of the past in the face of the powerful productivity of the Holy Mountain Alliance.

In the past few years, she led the warriors of the mountains to continuously attack the tired children of the red sand, eating away countless cities and land, plundering countless supplies for their mountain country, and liberating countless oppressed red sands. sand slave.

In her opinion, the eyes of those born on the red sand land have been blinded by violence and blood. Apart from the trusted guards, the slave owners no longer have strong and elite soldiers, not to mention the large-scale frontal battlefield up.Although the living technology of the village tribes in the mountains is quite backward, the technology they use to fight has never been half a point worse than that of the warriors on the red sand land.

At first, although with the command ability of the Primarch and the near-real-time telepathic empathy, Elaine was a little worried about these tribal fighters fighting on the frontal battlefield, but the guerrilla warfare hidden in the mountains was full of confidence—they Relying on the never-ending cold wind on the alpine permafrost, the blood and sweat of those high-level riders were frozen.

The nobles who have maintained slavery on this planet for thousands of years have faced challenges from the mountains.

Even though they have never looked up to the wild villages on the holy mountain, when this mighty force condensed into a mountain-like force really appeared in front of them, those short-sighted and loose alliances of nobles did not dare to contend with such a huge force .

Even nobles who saw the general situation clearly threw olive branches to her one after another.

Elaine even misses the time when she was fighting against the invaders from the red sand at the beginning—at that time, her warriors were war dogs lurking in the snow-capped mountains.If those cowardly nobles dare to invade a little, then the ferocious herd and leader will make the blood of the red sand dry.

After Elaine quickly finished handling the affairs of thousands of clans, a trace of tiredness that surfaced in her heart disappeared after a few microseconds of rest.Her slightly bored eyes glanced at the news about the traitor Talco on the news—after that looting, the red sand nobleman who advocated blood and killing suddenly put almost all his faith in The saint and the mountain, and even... After she led the Holy Mountain Alliance to confront the red sand nobles head-on, this fanatic took everything he had in Nuceria and came to the holy mountain.

"Heh. What a trick of good fortune..."

As if reminiscing about something unspeakable, Elaine sighed with emotion.

Among the countless times of despair shown to her by the four gods, there is only no new destiny that she has created with her own hands.

In the countless times she has experienced in the past, this slave hunting team of the Talco family should have found herself seriously injured by the Eldar in the recovered training cabin, and brought her to the arena of Deshiya , to unfold the tragedy from beginning to end—it will also be the sad fate of No. 12 Primarch, Angron.

The phantom pain of Butcher's Nails that tortured her to death countless times, and the tragedy made of blood and tears in the arena, now whenever Elaine thinks about it, she frowns slightly.That's not much for her now-almost-impregnable fortitude of mind.

Even though she was bathed in a battlefield full of fighting and despair, through the special talent of the Primarch, she clearly felt the pain that countless people felt before dying, and it never made the lake of her heart rippling. ripple.

Now, she forged her new destiny with her own hands.Settled down in an ancient village that I had never known before, used skilled medical skills and force, became their saint in the admiration of everyone, and led most of the villagers who had been oppressed for a long time to defeat the slave hunting team. Personality charm and strength form a powerful country.

The tragic future of being kidnapped as a gladiator... I don't know where to start.

Elaine's deep pupils, which seemed to contain a starry sky, also gradually blurred.

Looking back at that time, her psychic talent allowed her to easily perceive and link to the mind of the team owner, but she did not expect that her aura and psychic power as a Primarch could easily overwhelm the dignity of this ancient nobleman.

Until the nobleman was completely conquered by the Primarch's charisma.

Even, the current Lawrence Tarco is willing to be a slave at her feet.

Perhaps... this is the way Angron should have conquered the mother planet in the history of Warhammer.

Elaine glanced at the simple weapon rack made of ancient wood not far away, on which was placed a giant ax that was randomly bent and spliced ​​from the fine gold steel plates on her breeding warehouse.

It has drank the blood of countless noble slave owners and liberated countless red sand slaves. It is Elaine's respect for his tragic past and his vigilance for being freed from the corruption of chaos under the mercy of the Lord of Humanity.

She named it: Freedom.

Numerous memories, either blurred or painful, came to mind in a blink of an eye.

In the original history, as the Primarch who can link the hearts of others and convey empathy, Angron has always been a gentle and resolute warrior when he was not marked with the Butcher's Nail.For the food and clothing of his comrades-in-arms, he was able to cut flesh and bloodletting, for the life and death of his adoptive father and companions, he was forced to be nailed with the butcher's nail, and maintained his gentle nature during the decades of torture of the butcher's nail, until he was killed by that man on the eve of the failure of the uprising. The lord of humanity was forced to leave the battlefield—if she hadn't been captured by the inevitable serious injuries from the very beginning, the lord of the red sand would definitely have followed the same path as her.

Through heart and courage, link the oppressed civilians and slaves together to overthrow this corrupt and unbearable country.

Even in her distant past as a mortal, she couldn't help but feel a little emotional and melancholy when reading the story of this warrior. After she fell into the endless fantasies woven by the four gods... she almost empathized with this tragedy, sinking into the The endless pain and anger in the Butcher's Nails almost devoured her soul at one point.

Now, after defeating those weak and short-lived nobles... Elaine is even more unwilling to the once gentle and powerful warrior, and all the uneasiness about the future has been eliminated.

Maybe it's the lingering rage of her former soul, or maybe she's uneasy about her ill-fated future.

It can be said that the tragedy was not caused by the gentleness of the Lord of the Red Sand... but by those ignorant and alien aliens who had never heard of the myth of ancient Terra [Oedipus] at the beginning. series of tragedies.

The experience of huddling in the training cabin and tasting despair because of fear, although it is Elaine's spiritual scar, is also the toughest and thickest part of her spiritual wall.

Today, she inherits the power and responsibility of Primarch No. 12.

Her name was Angron Elaine, both Angron and Elaine.

The former inherits the legacy of the Lord of the Red Sands, and the latter is the girl who died of depression in pursuit of the reflection of Lancelot, the knight of the lake, in the myths of ancient Terra.

It was as if she had come to Angron's body, which had a complicated fate, and had experienced the extreme despair from the corruption of chaos.

The difference from the girl who died by the river was that she was redeemed by the Lord of Humanity, and gained a new life that was no longer watched by Chaos.

As for her past memories and cursed knowledge, since Elaine broke free from the despair from the chaos, she no longer regards it as an inevitable destiny.

Now, she is restoring the traces of Angron's history, as well as her mortal past's struggle against fate...

"I don't know what you will do...Father."

Looking at the unknown fleet approaching on the star map, the whispers of the Holy Maiden of Winter echoed in the empty castle, and the continuous blizzard seemed to respond to her melancholy, and the more violent and howling wind It symbolizes her increasingly cold state of mind.

Her solid heart, which has been tempered day by day, is gradually fading away the cowardice and fragility of ordinary people.

Dull and long, the ancient horn blowing from the valley cut through the whistling snowstorm.This symbolizes that the horn of the expedition is sounded again, countless slaves will be freed, and more blood of Hongsha will be drained.

Elaine has completed her own trial.

Maybe she has changed her destiny, maybe another tragedy of hers is about to happen again.

Ever since she broke free from her desperate womb and set foot in this tragic world of space opera for the first time...

The real peace of mind, decades of ordinary life has gone away from her.

In the distant future, there is only war.

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　Reading Angron's personal novels made my head hurt, it was too much.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)