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Chapter 1367 1365. Shut up! I am my father's favorite daughter!
Ms. Erza was disarmed.

To be precise, she voluntarily let go of the dangerous weapon in her hand. The moment she let go of the mechanical halberd, everyone in front of her breathed a sigh of relief, but the Primarch Sentinel disagreed.

These mortals are really weird.
Was this the first time they had seen a combat-type Sentinel? Did they really think they could do nothing to them without this weapon that was more of a status symbol?

Opening any one of the twenty-one weapon bays on his body would be enough to kill these newbies here. If he turned on overclocking and overloading, he wouldn't even need to use weapons, and these guys could be dealt with with just a few punches and kicks.

Of course, the arrogant Primarch is not ignorant of the ways of the world.

She could understand that laying down weapons was more of a gesture of peace between the two sides, but this did not change her contempt for the combat effectiveness of the mortals who had boarded her warship.

Forgive her.

After all, Ms. Erza has been fighting on the subspace battlefield since she left the factory. She has basically no experience in dealing with lives of other races. She is not a think tank-type Sentinel and does not need to master those cumbersome communication etiquette.

On the other hand, mastering those things would not allow her to unleash greater combat power when facing Chaos Villains.

Each department of the Sentinel Corps has its own responsibilities, and for the mechanical life forms that see themselves as tools, performing their duties and growing to excel in their own fields is a noble expression of fulfilling their mission, and it is also one of the virtues of the Sentinels.

"The way this guy looks at us makes him deserve a beating!"

Tris complained quietly:
"She looked over our bodies, looking for our weaknesses with every change in her eyes. Damn it! She stared at my heart for more than three seconds. This is too undignified."

"However, we cannot deny that this woman's insight into the enemy's weaknesses is truly frightening."

Adele also whispered:
"Everywhere she looks is our fatal spot."

"The vampire duke and the intelligence officer, please stop showing off the two lumps of overgrown fat on your chests."

Erza said calmly:
"If you keep going like this, I won't be able to lock onto your heart that's beating faster due to anxiety and fear. So, is this your vampire tactic? Trying to get rid of the enemy's lock by shaking in this fancy way?
With all due respect, this technique is pointless.”

"you."

Tris gritted her teeth. She really wanted to have a good discussion with this damn big Sentinel about the communication etiquette, but Mosna pulled her aside and gave her a detailed introduction to the straightforward body settings of the combat Sentinels.

These sentinels have no intelligence plug-ins to assist in communication, they are not sensitive to the emotional changes of living things and cannot read the air.

In fact, Ms. Erza had already expressed her goodwill by not rushing up and killing all of them who casually walked into the bridge.

“Efficient, sharp, straightforward and simply powerful.”

Maxim exclaimed:
"As expected of you, the Iron Daughter of the Creator. This is what a true warrior should be like."

"Hey, do you need me to remind you?"

Bonnie complained:
"That big sentinel is also targeting your heart."

"But this is how a fight between warriors should be. Strength must be respected!"

Maxim didn't care about this slightly rude and sharp gaze. He saluted Ms. Erza with vampire etiquette as a warrior should. The Primarch Sentinel looked Maxim up and down, then nodded coldly.

It was considered a reluctant acknowledgement of Mark's identity as a warrior.

This girl obviously didn't use strength to confirm the position of the people in front of her in her eyes. She would not regard the strongest Tris as a warrior, but expressed a certain recognition of Maxim.

During this entire strange communication, Erza did not move but allowed Murphy on the mechanical chair to use the Omega program to unwrap and examine her body and logic core to confirm that she had not fallen into the corruption of the subspace.

Facts also proved that the chief commander was as pure as ever, and there was no trace of filth on her body.

This might be due to the loading of the data during the reconstruction of matter. After all, in the tense situation when the "Daughter of Glory" crossed the entire subspace battlefield and fell on the edge of the astral plane, even the Primarch of the Sentinel would be contaminated with some of the enemy's breath.

"Ms. Erza, your suspicion has been cleared. I will return the command of the 'Daughter of Glory' to you."

Murphy stood up from the mechanical chair, landed lightly, and said to the big Sentinel Primarch in front of him:
"At the same time, I will transfer the derelict Ms. Flinders to your hunting patrol ship as a prisoner. I believe that the Sentinel Corps will punish her appropriately."

"That's right!"

Erza narrowed her eyes and stared at Flinders, who remained silent, and said:

"This shameful creature will have her mind core removed and placed in a 'redemption' war machine. She will lead the charge in every subsequent battle. Every fiber of her mind will generate the most horrific psychic spikes under the torture of the suppression device, tearing apart and destroying any Chaos evil that approaches her.

Her thought data will be shattered and reorganized day after day by the accountability protocol, until her last spark of intelligence is worn out in pain and turned to ashes, until her carrier is completely destroyed in a battle.

Only then will her hard labor end.

Only then will I allow her to return to the ocean of data woven by the Great Father.

Her name will be engraved on the back of all Sentinel Cores, and her story will become new dogma to warn our sisters of the consequences of dereliction of duty and weakness! The name of the Grand Librarian will be completely erased, replaced by the code name of "Shame".

you!
Do you accept this punishment, my eldest sister? "

"I have no objection."

The big think tank lowered his camera to express his acceptance, while the others said nothing.

Even Bonnie, who was the least familiar with the terms for these robots, could sense the horror of this punishment from Ms. Erza's gnashing anger. Didn't you see that the maintenance sentry Mosna next to her was trembling?

It is conceivable what a horrible end this would be for the Sentinel.

But Bonnie guessed wrong.

Mosna's trembling was not due to fear, but anger.

After Erza announced the punishment and Flinders took over, Mosna shouted:
"Malfeasance? Is she being punished solely for malfeasance? Chief Commander, I think you are avoiding the main point! Flinders has confessed to us that over the past many years, the think tank sisters headed by her have been secretly searching for and executing innocent sisters in the legion. Tens of thousands of loyal sisters did not die on the battlefield but died at the hands of their own people!
Isn’t this more worthy of trial than a mere malfeasance?”

"This"

Mosna's roar echoed in the bridge. Facing her rather rude question, the Chief Centurion showed a surprised and hesitant expression. This was the first time that the combat sentinel showed such complicated emotions.

She looked at Mosna, then at Flinders's expression on the monitor. Finally, she waved her hand and said:

"That's not a sin."

"fart!"

Mosna got furious when she heard this. If Maxim and Bonnie hadn't been holding her back, she would have pounced on Ms. Erza and grabbed her face.

"Subordinates cannot use insulting words to their superiors! Elite Maintenance Officer Mosna!"

Erza scolded:

"You have been wandering outside for too long. You have forgotten the teachings of the Legion. Perhaps I should send you to a stasis chamber to sober you up.

But in the face of your doubts, I must tell you that the Rectification Agreement was not decided by Flinders alone. The 17 surviving Primarchs made this decision together. We have always been aware of the secret execution actions of the Think Tank sisters.

Everyone thought it was a necessary measure!

The Sentinel Corps is the Great Father's most perfect creation, and we cannot allow our sisters to show weakness and betrayal!
Unity is our sharpest weapon. The destruction caused by a single traitor within is comparable to that of ten Chaos Shadows without. The fall of Primarch Juliana and the tragedy of the Omega flagship have proven this.

In that battle we lost three Primarchs and the great flagship given by our Father. It was the most humiliating defeat of the Sentinel Legion, and it was caused by a fatal betrayal by the Unsteady.

Any signs of betrayal must be cleared up immediately! Although the subsequent review found that the think tank department's rectification agreement was exaggerated, this is what the Sentinels must bear."

"Snapped"

Amid the exclamations of the crowd, Mosna activated the three thrusters on her body and broke free from the restraints of the two vampires. She jumped up and slapped the commander in the face, blocking the rest of her words back in her throat.

The next moment, in a counterattack that no one could see clearly, Mosna was thrown to the ground by the Centurion with a back throw. The mechanical body under her skin was severely damaged and sparks even flew off her body.

"damn thing!"

Even though he was taken down with one strike and even seriously injured, Mosna still cursed loudly:

"If the Creator is still here, if the Great Father is still here, He will definitely pick up his divine wrench and smash the heads of you bastard Primarchs for your stupid remarks! I don't believe this is the rule left by the Great Father!

Why should a daydream outside of combat be considered disloyalty?
Didn’t Father give us wisdom so that we could make good use of this power?
And you!

You stubborn bastards want to kill the gift given by your father with your own hands. Are you sure you are not infected by Chaos? Erza! Why are you more cruel to your compatriots than to Chaos?

You keep saying "sisters", but in your heart everyone except you is a tool that can be consumed
Is this the glory of the Primarch?
I bother! "

"You're wrong, Mosna!"

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Erza suppressed Mosna with one hand, and she said calmly:

"Including me, all the Sentinels are tools to realize the great father's grand blueprint. When necessary, I can sacrifice myself without complaint. This is our birth mission!

And you!

You seem to be a little too 'free'!

This is dangerous, for you and for others, my sister."

"That's enough! Erza! Don't go crazy in front of the Chosen One."

Flinders shouted:
"Let go of Mosna! This is the second thing I want to discuss with you and other Primarchs besides the trial. It is about the digital implementation of the Anti-Chaos Equation and the reforms that the Sentinel Corps must undergo!"

"Reform? Why? We are fine! We don't need to change! We are now exactly as the Great Father originally shaped us to be! This is a symbol of purity and innocence!"

The captain replied:

"If the Great Father were to return at this time, He would be extremely pleased that we have adhered to His teachings without change."

"No, believe me, sir.

When your great father saw that his carefully crafted daughters of steel were still abiding by the original rules without any change, growth, or gain after he left for 1,400 years, and were even so stubborn that they were unwilling to change in the slightest, he could only feel incomparable disappointment. "

Murphy, who had watched the scene unfold to this point, finally spoke. He put his hands behind his back and said to the captain Erza:
"He will think that the Sentinel Corps is his most failed creation, and you, Erza, when you said those words just now, your great father might be so angry that he would tear you apart with his own hands. Why? Judging from your expression, you don't seem to believe it?

As the Alpha chosen by Him personally, when I awakened in the material world, I actually represented the failure of the world defense system headed by you.

do you understand? "

Murphy pointed at himself and said to the captain:
"I'm just the 'backup plan'! You should know this very well, when will the backup plan be activated? And you always think that your great Father has left, let me tell you, He has not!
He is always paying attention to this world, and He is also paying attention to you.

Every victory you have, every failure you have, every time you make a mistake, every time you kill each other.

He knows it all, maybe because he lacks the means to contact you, he can't jump out and give you a big beating when his silly daughter does something stupid, but this doesn't mean that he doesn't care about it. "

"I do not believe!"

Erza let go of the aggressive Mosna, and Tris quickly flashed over and tied up the maintenance sentry with a psychic binding to prevent this guy from continuing to provoke the powerful Centurion and getting beaten up again.

From the lightning counterattack just now, we can see the value of this Chief Centurion. If he really starts fighting, this guy can pull everyone in the bridge together to attack. He is a humanoid demigod, and because of the unique structure and mechanical advantages of the Sentinel, her destructive power is definitely top-notch among demigods.

If we take into account the super symbolic power bestowed upon her by the Creator himself, she can even rival some weaker evil gods on the battlefield of subspace.

"I don't believe my father would be disappointed in me! I am protecting the honor and purity of the Sentinels!"

Erza stared at Murphy, she shook her head and said:
"It seems that we have a disagreement on how to carry out the will of our great father, but you can't convince me, Lord Alpha. You haven't completely obtained the power of creation left by our father. I can't believe you unless you show me evidence!"

"Evidence, huh? Okay."

Murphy looked around, then reached out and grasped the mechanical halberd that Erza had placed aside, casually opened the item identification function, and silently said in his heart:

"Your daughter is really stubborn. I am not interested in helping you teach her. The Sentinel Corps is different from other civilizations. I can't correct their serious fanatical fundamentalist ideas and militaristic fascist tendencies in a short period of time.

You bastard!

You should solve the troubles you have caused yourself!"

While he was complaining, he saw a sentence flashing in the item description column of the item's information entry:

[Give her the weapon! I told her in person that if I don't roll up my sleeves and beat up the naughty kid today, there's no way to settle this matter peacefully. It's all because of that damn [DATA EXPUNGED]! I told her not to let him add those weird intellectual plug-ins.

This damned dog, I'll call others to circle and kick him in a while. 】

"Humph"

Murphy curled his lips and threw the mechanical halberd that had completed the "spiritual communication" to Erza.

The Chief Centurion caught her weapon in surprise, not knowing what Alpha was doing. But as she connected her mechanical consciousness to the intelligent weapon, she collapsed to the ground as if struck by lightning.

"Oh! Great father! No, please listen to my explanation! Don't scold me first, it's not like that."

The tough commander screamed.

The voice was full of fear but also a hint of fanaticism and joy, just like a masochist.

It turned out that their father had not abandoned them and had always been paying attention to his daughters. This scene even shocked Flinders, who had already accepted her fate.

Just before she spoke, Erza the Ten Thousand got up from the ground. She was no longer as tough as before. She lowered her head and held the mechanical halberd in her hand. She listened attentively for a few moments, then raised her head and said to Flinders:
"Come with me, Father wants us to go to the detention room for a lecture, and the other sisters have to come too. Father is disappointed in us, but he is especially disappointed in you."

"you sure?"

Flinders asked back:
"I am my father's favorite daughter. If anyone is to be disappointed, it should be you, right? You are such a stubborn person."

"Hey, wait."

Murphy interrupted a bizarre argument between two "love-starved babies" about who was their father's favorite daughter, saying:

"Where are the artificial godheads? Where are those things? I made this trip just for them."

"The Daughter of Glory has sent out phase guidance beacons to the other four patrol ships. The remaining four main battleships will soon reach the border of the star realm."

Erza said seriously:
"Among them, the Jingmei twins who are responsible for containing dangerous items and their battleship 'Jingmei's Daughter' will bring all the artificial godheads here. You can use them at your own convenience. Now we must go to the confinement room to listen to the great father's teachings.

Sorry, everyone, please wait here for a moment."

(End of this chapter)