The great fleet, which directly belongs to the Lord of Humanity, is not too far from the Tux system, although they will continue to jump through subspace for a while.

Even the greatest emperor could not change this: he could not change the fact that even though his heirs were dying in an endless purgatory, he could not rush to his side immediately.

There are always those who take the Lord of mankind for granted that he is a god, an omnipotent and all-powerful man, so they are disappointed by his indifference and inaction at certain times, believing that it is a manifestation of his vile nature.

It never occurred to them that, perhaps, even such a powerful man was not omnipotent, even though the emperor himself emphasized this over and over again, there were still many people who were superstitious about the invincible idol of their imagination.

After all, there is no shortage of fools in the galaxy: powerful fools, simple fools, clever fools, and complacent fools.

The emperor did not stop him, he always had more important things, he always had darker secrets, he always had more painful thoughts and difficulties, and most of the people who could make him talk to him had been dispersed, and only one remained by his side.

【Machado. 】

When the Lord of the Human Empire called out to his only trustworthy old fellow aboard the Emperor's Dream, his voice was one that no one would believe in exhaustion, and even the Forbidden Army would feel the shock that welled up from the depths of their hearts because of this scene: the omnipotent Lord in their hearts was now slumped in his golden seat, and the exhaustion on his face was as obvious as the scar on his soul.

With the call of the emperor, the light of the Palm Seal Holder faintly flashed from the projector, and his old but bright eyes first cast an extremely worried emotion on the body of the Human Lord, until he confirmed that he was okay, and the Palm Seal Holder breathed a sigh of relief.

"You shouldn't be so reckless, my majesty, even if you want to rush to the front line, please don't set off again just after coming out of the network like now."

The voice of the Palm Seal was unceremonious, and the Emperor was used to it, he just showed an equally old smile, and after the divine light dissipated, he looked a little stronger than the Palm Sealer.

[I don't have time to rest, my Machado, there are some troubles in this species called Randan, some enemies that my descendants can't deal with, only I can completely eliminate it. 】

"But even then, you shouldn't have opened the crypt of Mars in such a hurry, especially if you're so weak, and any mishap could have serious consequences: we can afford to lose a few more galaxies, but we can't afford to lose any of yours."

The Lord of Humanity didn't give his best friend any more explanation, he just waved his hand slowly, and his face regained some kind of countenance, and when Machado realized that a familiar temperament was spreading in the Lord of Humanity, he knew that his persuasion was coming to an end.

At this time, the Lord of the Race, or the Emperor, would not tolerate any disobedience, and he turned back into the most majestic, vicious, and indifferent king in the cultivation chamber of the original body, and his will was so realistic and powerful that it repeatedly gave the impression to the palm sealer.

Whenever the palm printer saw this bloodless and tearless tyrant, he would feel in a trance that this was what the emperor really looked like.

[Opening the crypt of Mars is a necessary move, Palm Print, I can foresee the outcome of the battle that took place in Taks, if this opponent named Randan does have his own path to supremacy, then my heir alone will not be able to fight against the alien who commands Randan. 】

[This point will not be shaken by the change of numbers, even if it is three or four genetic prototypes that I have created, they will not be able to stop it.] 】

[Only I can kill it.] 】

So, I have to go. 】

He spoke of it all, and then fell into a kind of silence, and after a long time he spoke slowly.

I'll kill it, it's not going to be a suspenseful showdown, and when I cut off its head, the war will be over, and we'll have time for something else.] 】

[Deal with it...... My heir. 】

The voice landed, and the palm printer looked up.

He could feel something change in the Emperor's body: even though Macator was in Terra at this time, separated by thousands of stars, the long period of cooperation, friendship, and friendship allowed him to subconsciously determine the situation of the Lord of Humanity.

Sure enough, when the Emperor spoke again, his voice had changed from indifference to some hesitation, and he sat down in his seat again, showing exhaustion and confusion.

[What do you say......]

[What should I do with her, Machado?] 】

[Like just now?] 】

“……”

The palm printman did not answer this question in the first place.

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[I can't find out more about her now, Machado, but I can be sure that the mark I left on her has never been really touched.] 】

[She is very well-behaved, or obedient and smart, she knows what I mean, she has not touched my bottom line, as for what she will do to those aliens, I don't care, I deliberately amplified her hatred for aliens, which is trustworthy. 】

[Johnson's overall evaluation of her is also good, he will frequently mention this name in his report on Ran Dan, I believe that Johnson is not a character who will be bewitched, no one can really bewitch a beast. 】

Johnson doesn't need anything, he has no weaknesses. 】

The Emperor's words caused the Palm Sealer to touch his neck, and after a brief hesitation, he spoke.

"My lord, do you remember the original function and purpose of the Second Primordial?"

"Others may not be able to deal with a Caliban lion, but that doesn't mean she can't do that."

[Of course I remember, Machado, she is the one who harnesses the beast for me, and she has the bearing to make the fiercest of men bow down, and this is my gift to her, and I have never really deprived me of it. 】

[But I also remember that I destroyed one of the necessary conditions for these abilities to be truly used, and I cleared her emotions, of course, not by cutting the grass to the roots.] 】

[If emotion is the abundant grassland in everyone's heart, I just cut off all the grass blades, leaving only a layer of grass roots that can grow slowly, but I also left a fragment in her memory, letting her know what a lush grass will look like. 】

[In my original plan, she would grow up beside me, as a fusion agent between brothers, and I even made her the most humble of all creation, and I planned to accompany her for at least twenty years, until the meadow of her heart flourished again, and I would make her understand what true emotions would look like. 】

But, as you know, my Machado, this plan has been ruined. 】

[She can only grow up on her own, but she looks healthy. 】

Saying this, a simple, arrogant, fearless pride of the ignorant appeared on the emperor's face.

[It's worth celebrating, isn't it.] 】

[I pulled a game back from the evil creatures of the subspace, and I managed to keep my daughter from being enslaved by them, knowing that she would be infested by the subspace, like Johnson and St. Giles, but it is clear that she, like them, did not succumb to this power. 】

"Maybe it's just disguise, my lord, we all know that the powers in subspace are best at disguise and deception."

[Any disguise will be seen through by my child, and Johnson didn't wave his fangs at her, that's the best answer.] 】

[What's more, those evil gods have a greater influence on St. Giles, do you know how surprised I was when I first arrived in Baal? 】

[Wings, a pair of wings, a pair of wings that can make people use spiritual energy to fly, I even gave up on him for a moment, but he proved to me his reliability with facts. 】

[I have several children who are clearly connected to the subspace, but none of them have disappointed me: St. Giles, Perturabo, and Magnus, whom I trust, and whose loyalty is evident. 】

Perhaps, we can expect her, Machado, the gods in those subspaces are not invincible, I can feel her suffering, twisting, and testing, but she has not touched my bottom line. 】

"Can you feel it, my lord?"

[Yes, I can faintly perceive every pain she has. 】

"That'...... Have you ever thought about interfering? Like you did with the thirteenth primordial? ”

The question silenced the Emperor for a long time, and only after a long time did he let out a whisper that sounded like a sigh.

[Some things can only rely on her own persistence and awareness, Machado. 】

[I can't help her, futile help will only increase the despair in her heart. 】

"Maybe a gesture can change a lot of things, my lord."

[A doomed gesture? That doesn't change anything, Machado. 】

The Emperor's stubbornness caused Machado to begin his own silence until he heard another sigh from the Lord of Men.

[However...... Maybe you're right, Machado, I do need some gestures, or listen to what she thinks. 】

[I...... I'll try. 】

[But this can't take up more time and energy, we still have some more important things to do, the information from the Eleventh Legion worries me, my failed son seems to know about the existence of the network from some dark corner, and some of the things in it. 】

[I made him hate subspace, but this hatred seems to have ruined him.] 】

“…… What is it, my lord? ”

【……】

This time, the emperor was silent for an extraordinarily long time, and even the air and wind around him were quiet, as if he was running away from something.

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[Something I met, knew, and confronted in the network.] 】

[Something that made me miss most of the war with Ran Dan.] 】

[Machado, my friend, have you heard of ......]

【The Lord of Darkness?】 】

(End of chapter)