Emperor's Daughter of the Red Sands

Chapter 5 The Last City

The first ray of meager and precious sunlight in the 31-hour round of Nukeriya shone on the luxurious and blood-stained city wall of Deshiya City.

On the luxurious city wall smeared with red sand and blood, there are several heads of former red sand nobles hanging at this time.

Of course, if you want to say that the most conspicuous thing is the tall figure standing on the city wall.

How to describe such an existence?

She is like the peerless work of a master sculptor.Tall and plump, muscular and elegant, her delicate and indifferent pretty face exudes an untouchable charm like the flowers of the kaolin.Even though the beautiful curves wrapped in the heavy armor mixed with scarlet and gilt can't conceal her charm at all, but she is so tall that she is several times the height of ordinary humans, but she exerts a sense of oppression that completely conceals her charm——Ruo Ruo , that kind of existence is not a delicate statue enlarged in proportion, but a life that really exists in the world...

So.She must be a god who came out of a fairy tale.

[This is the last city. 】

Looking down at the humble aristocrats trembling and begging for mercy, Elaine thought to herself.

"Yes, this is the last city. Lord Angron."

An old voice suddenly sounded beside her, as if guessing Elaine's mood.

"Yes, Onomamos...this is the last city."

As if she was very familiar with the existence of this man, the Primarch looked sideways as if feeling something, as if she had forgotten something, she added.

"...just call me Elaine."

It was an elderly warrior, with overlapping ferocious old scars on his rather old face, a stiff gray beard, and a broken chain on his neck, but the vicissitudes of life on his face had long been proud replaced.

"Your will."

Even though the resolute face of the old warrior did not reveal his expression easily, Elaine could still sense the emotions in the warrior's heart—like sparks jumping in the forge, full of enthusiasm and hope.

【…This is what I fight for. 】

Looking at the simple smile of the old soldier in front of him that he had never shown in his memory, a sense of satisfaction that was almost relieved instantly filled Elaine's tall and strong body.

For no other reason, the memory regret from reading the space opera has never been forgotten by her, and the pain and despair from the erosion of chaos have always been remembered.During the years of complete conquest of the planet, the Primarch found everything that was wrong with 'Angron', whether it was the battle brothers and sisters, or Onomamus, the hero of Angron. Speaking of old warriors who are both father and friend, as well as countless red sand slaves who should have been broken by Angron himself, if Angron, who has not yet become a demon in another world, can know this... he should also Died smiling, returning to the Emperor's side.

Elaine knows that these meaningless actions are touching herself, and the stories she knows are by no means so beautiful and innocent.However, everything in front of her never made her regret——

Nuceria's brutal and bloody slave system has been rewritten since then, the class of nobles and slaves has ceased to exist, and the technology related to the Butcher's Nail has also been personally destroyed by her. These are the lights that the Chaos God never showed her The future, but she relies on her own ability to truly realize it.

The country she leads has been truly rich and happy.

Elaine knows that there can be no real Utopia in the world, and she also knows that if she advances rashly relying on that cursed knowledge, she will also walk on the old path of Angron at some point in the future, but I am afraid that she will become a person who is worse than others. Even more depraved and incompetent Primarchs...

but.Now that she has come to a world full of darkness and despair.She has also experienced those helplessness, despair, and even a past that is about to fall into the control of chaos...

She will never give up that beautiful vision.

She wanted a share of the possibilities that inheriting from the Lord of Humanity, her genetic father, had given her in Elaine's deep despair.

Now, the strings of fate have been rewritten, and Elaine's cowardly efforts to nearly sever the past have paid off - when her psychic gift connects these smiling people from the heart, she feels a sense of urgency. The incomparable warmth healed her heart.

Cozier than any soft bedding, warmer than any dazzling sun.

"From now on, there will be no more slaves and nobility."

The frosty female voice in the past finally softened, and Elaine stared at the sky as if she had let go of everything—the majestic fleet that covered the sky and the sun was docking on it, even though the atmosphere covered by red sand made it difficult for anyone to spy on it. things, but the Primarch's extraordinary vision allowed her to spy on the existence of the stalwart.

She felt her vision blurred a little.Maybe it's tears, maybe it's the wind and sand in Nuceria.

Yes, the planet has been truly liberated.

The dreamy fruit of perfection has been forged.Under the leadership of the Primarch, any form of oppression on this planet has ceased to exist.

The country named [Holy Mountain] conquered all the red sands, and the mild-natured Primarch also implanted the idea of ​​equality in this land from the very beginning.From then on... the people of Nuceria no longer fear any oppression from the red sand nobles, and those captive slave gladiators were finally able to reunite with their loved ones.

[...Angron, did you see that? 】

Completely inconsistent with the strong and resolute appearance, Elaine's soft whispers are full of regrets and emotions from another world.

She looked up at Nuceria's drowsy sky full of red sand. At this moment, she seemed to see the slave gladiator in another time and space.

The Primarch released the giant ax named [Freedom] from the palm of his hand, allowing this ferocious giant made of fine steel to sink deep into the cracks in the masonry.

The tragedy from the past has been rewritten to the point that Elaine no longer needs it.

She chose the gladiatorial ring where Angron was captured, the familiar land where she had fought in endless visions of reality, as the end of her conquest.

She also chose to give the gift she made herself to this land that has returned to peace.

Elaine knows that her journey is not over, and the years will only pass in the blink of an eye in the next responsibility.

However, she hoped that Angron's soul could find eternal peace in Nuceria.

It is not only to comfort the gladiator who fell into eternal wrath, but also to be a prisoner who was once deeply corrupted by chaos, Elaine's self-salvation.

[I hope you can return to peace one day. 】

She meditated, and passed her prayers and thoughts to the Red Sand Lord in another time and space.

At the same time, she bowed her head slightly, accepting the laurel crown presented to her by countless sons of Hongsha—this symbolizes the supreme authority and the proof of their submission.

From then on, she was no longer just a saint in the mountain country.

She is the lord of the red sand (Nukeriya).

……

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In the deep and silent space, the curtain of stars dotted the planet covered in scarlet sand. The majestic warship docked in orbit looked down on the planet like an emperor sitting on a throne. turmoil.

On the bridge, the stalwart and noble golden figure is looking at this magnificent planet.

The hard-to-see, hazy and blurred face faintly reveals an emotion called [satisfaction].

　Suddenly passed the trial, let's finish writing the volume of Mother Planet.It feels like there is nothing to write about on Mother Planet.I have slightly modified some of the unreasonable content in the previous chapters. If I ask you, this is the normal process of the Primarch conquering the home planet.

　　Having said that, Angron should be the primarch of the nurse.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)