-M29. 671. Italica. A few hours after the battle-
In the heart of the manor is the Princess of Saderan sitting on the side of the table. Her knights were there, but it was partially as Colt received information that the large group was heading to italica.
The ruler of Italica wore armor marked with a golden Aquila holding a thunderbolt in its talons, proving his title as Imperial Herald.
He was glad the 5th Recon Team destroyed every bandit in the Italica. Thus, he only has to integrate Italican into the Imperial Citizen rank.
There is a significant amount of gratitude in his heart. His city is mostly intact, and civilian causality managed to suppress to a tolerable degree.
But the grandest joy for the old Lord is seeing his daughter still alive. The burden to became a Countess at that age must make her stress paramount.
Despite that burden, Myui could smile brightly. The fact her father is still alive made the entire weight on her shoulders disappear.
Right beside the Lord of Italica stands a towering figure of a golden man. He easily dwarfs even the Solar Guardians present in the room. The armor is more like artisan armor rather than a combat suit like the Guardian's.
The complexity and artistic marvel are on the level of inhuman to create. It was not gold, as it would be heavy to wear, and this man could move like there was no armor at all on his skin.
A part of the JSDF 3rd Recon Team is also there with them. Even though their role as third parties and spectators, the room's atmosphere made sweat form on their foreheads.
"It seems everyone is here. You may begin, Lord General." Colt addressed the golden man. With that, the said man stepped forward. His figure naturally radiates a fear akin to transhuman dread. But, it is unlike the Solar Guardian.
It was a primal fear when prey was faced with the apex predator.
"My name is Agral Velhico. I'm serving as Lord General Sol in the Imperium of Man. I am also responsible for the entire Falmart expedition force as the Emperor Himself declared this planet is my top priority to protect." The voice is air-shattering, giving a supernatural weight to the mortals in the room.
Despite the crushing weight, the Princess of Sadera chooses to stand defiantly. "My name is Pina Co Lada, third Princess of the Empire. I request an answer to all of this."
Her question is expected. With the immense mind of the next phase of transhuman, Agral could perfectly see the future of all of these events occurring.
"You want an answer from us. But I'm afraid that answer will come at a cost." Agral stated bluntly.
Earning this answer made the entire Pina's knights to stiffened. But their bodies did not move as the sheer presence of the golden man was enough to paralyze them.
"What price?" Pina asked, did not even budge at the statement.
"Even though none of our citizens were killed during your foolish invasion. It needs to pay for this barbaric attack. Furthermore, His Majesty had put a deep interest in this world." Agral said firmly, did not leave any weakness. To Colt Formal, it was nothing compared to the overwhelming presence of the Emperor and the High Lords. But for the rest occupant of the room, it nearly caused them to kneel.
"This world? Are your Emperor mad? There is no such force that can conquer the entire world." Pina said with all of her will and strength.
At this moment, Colt Formal's body began to stiffen, which was noticed by the entire room. Myui could see in his father's eyes. Despite those eyes being calm, they emitted fear and anxiety.
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FanfictionIt was the 29th Millenium. The Empire was born from one of the bloodiest wars ever witnessed by the galaxy, raise from the crumbling body of the human federation. Exist in perpetual utopia as the result of technological marvel the human had. Yet, th...