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Masking. Ika is the consul stationed to manage the iron meteorite, he has lived smoothly since birth, and later, under the protection of his family, he successfully graduated from the military academy, dragged the relationship through the back door to get a relaxed idle job, and decades passed in confusion.

Later, I don't know what happened, he was sent to a planet for no reason and became the planet's resident consul.

That's right, it's decentralization!

If nothing else, from an idle position to becoming a consul, this is definitely a high promotion.

The problem is that what he is going to is the most backward and chaotic iron meteorite in the empire, the hell on earth known as the land of buried bones.

He was frightened, and during that time, he begged his grandfather to ask his grandmother to dredge around, trying to get someone else to take the position.

People with a little status in the family are frantically dredging up relationships, just to let him live in peace, and everyone is afraid that he, the only seedling, went to the dark crazy backward planet and never returned.

The whole family was bleak, and my wife was worried all day, worried about all possible sudden situations, and she was about to have a nervous breakdown.

But unfortunately, it was decided that he was going to a big man who could not afford to offend, so he had to pack up his things and go on the road.

Colleagues are saying behind their backs that he offended people who shouldn't be offended, so he was chosen.

When he left, his former colleagues hid far away, lest they get involved with him, and he clearly realized for the first time that the world was cold.

The only thing that can make him feel a little comfort is that his wife bravely and decisively accompanied him here.

After coming here, he found that his understanding of the iron meteorite was really superficial, the chaos here was so chaotic that murders occurred every day, there was blood in every invisible corner, insensitive like a walking corpse, the planet was like the end of the world.

When he accidentally learned about Blood Dawn's stronghold here, he had sneaked in to see it.

Curious to go in, eyes red out.

The piercing screams, the excited cries of those around him, echoed in his ears, lingering all the time, unwilling to leave.

The blood-covered display table, the carved inhuman corpse, constantly flashed before his eyes, keeping him awake at night.

He's not a good guy, but he's not a madman either.

At least after going, he wants Blood Dawn to disappear on this planet.

Many of the troops stationed here are just like him, eating waste that is waiting for death, and even if he wants to do something, he can only think about it.

He had tried to contact the top of the empire to report the situation here, and at that time he naively thought that he would have no way to clean up the wild dogs, so he would let someone who could do it come.

While he was still dreaming of wanting the Empire to see him and transfer him back to the main star, he was waiting for the bad news that the house had been bombed into the sky.

Almost crawling home, holding his surviving wife, he howled and cried, silently clearing away the impossible thought.

He is not an idiot, he asked himself a little clever, why did Blood Dawn know about it through an encrypted channel? It also gave him an unforgettable surprise, there are definitely their people in the upper echelons of the empire!