"You don't look good, sir."

"Is there something wrong? Or is there something negligent on our part in the battle ...

Looking at Luojia with a melancholy face in front of him, Angelay couldn't help but ask.

He hadn't seen his Genetic Father show such an expression since the events of the Perfect City, and the palpable sorrow and anxiety were manifesting on his countenance, so much so that even the gilded spell on his skin seemed a little hazy.

There weren't many trivial things that could make even the Genotypes feel sad, especially now that the battle was uneventful - a few hours earlier, Luojia had personally led the forces of the Whisperers to crush almost all the Iron Man forces on the surface, and in the face of such a great victory, Angeltay really couldn't think of what his Gene Father had to worry about.

Although the Iron Men were still pouring out of the mechanical towers like locusts, their [exits] had been rigidly contained, just like the massive orbital bombardment a few days ago, and these almost endless Iron Men were just waiting in line to die in the face of the heavy firepower of the armored forces.

“… I am fine. I'm just thinking about some... Issue. ”

Hearing Angeltai's question, Luojia broke away from her contemplation.

"Questions? I don't know what you're thinking, but..."

"It's just a problem. Don't think so much, my child. … Even if I had transferred the vast majority of my troops, the scrap metal that had crept out of the old graves would still not be our match. ”

Luojia's voice was slightly hoarse, sounding like an extremely tired traveler.

But the light war that had been going on for days had not exhausted him, and the thing that really tired him was the dozens of Dark Angel warships hanging overhead like swords of Damocles in space.

Since returning to Colchis, Luojia has not been worried for a moment about whether Johnson will hysterically drop a torpedo on his planet, in place of the Emperor and Elaine, to truly carry out the punishment that the Empire should have imposed on the Bearers.

So much so that Luojia now even has a slight tendency to self-destruct to guess what will happen next—he quickly transferred the vast majority of civilians on the planet to the moon of Colchis, reduced the number of Whisperers remaining on the planet's surface to 3,000, dismissed most of the mortal auxiliaries, and the mechanical priests attached to the Seventeenth Legion, of course, the oil guys under his command were obviously not very happy with this decision.

Although the forces under the Dark Angel did not listen to Luojia's command, he also minimized the damage that might occur in the ensuing conflict as much as possible, so that the planet would not be consumed by the flames of the whirlwind torpedo.

That's all he can do as Lord of Colchis.

Luojia didn't have the computing power of Perturabo, nor the toughness of Elaine who could handle many chores carefully, but he still did everything he could.

As for the price of being revealed, it was as it was with Angeltay's eyes: an exhausted and exhausted genotype.

"With all due respect, my lord. You don't look like a general returning triumphantly, but like an old man in a panic worried about his approaching life—I've never seen the same sorrow and anxiety in anyone's eyes, and these worries shouldn't be in your eyes. ”

"As offensive as this may be, these are the words that our remaining soldiers in the Mother Regiment want to ask you - what the hell is wrong with you?"

Angeltai's tone was so radical that the Primordial Guard beside Luojia immediately stepped forward to restrain this warrior who didn't know the height of the sky, although Angletai's identity was the leader of the Sawtooth Sun Band, he must not be so arrogant in front of the Primordial.

But Angeltay was still gushing about the genetic prototype in front of him:

"Despite the perfection of our battles, there are still voices of confusion in the Legion - why should the sudden evacuation of civilians, the mass departure of the auxiliaries and the fighters of other sub-regiments be transferred in such a situation where they can perfectly contain the enemy?"

"We need an answer, Father."

As an Astarte who had lived through the events of the Perfect City, Angeltay sensed that the sky above Colches might now be shrouded in an ominous fog. The tiredness of the father of genes and the evacuation of the inhabitants of Colches from the surface in a few days clearly reflected Angeltay's thoughts, and everything was just as he expected, Colchis, like the perfect city, to usher in an inevitable destruction.

But what kind of destruction is it? There are no more potential mutineers among the Whisperers, and the enemy on Colchis can be contained under heavy fire, and in Angeltay's eyes, the planet has no meaning worth destroying.

But the clouds of destruction still hung over Colchis, and even Shafen's optimistic warrior could feel it, and there was no reason why Angeltay couldn't feel it.

Faced with Angeltai's questioning, Luojia fell silent.

Luojia knew the leader of the Sawtooth Sun Warband, and there was no doubt that he was a sincere Whisperer warrior. Moreover, he also came from the land where they now stood under their feet, Colchis, as a fresh blood into the Seventeenth Legion, which was not called the Whisperers at that time, and witnessed all the hardships and setbacks that the Whisperers had endured along the way, and even because the system of high-ranking priests was completely dismantled by Luojia himself, Angeltay's status is quite prominent in the current Whisperers' mother group.

Therefore, it is not surprising that the Whisperer warriors who remain on the surface of the earth have recommended him to inquire about the truth of their affairs.

But Luojia just didn't know how to answer the other party.

Is it time to reveal that their allies are ready to drop a torpedo torpedo on their heads? Or is it possible to reveal some kind of danger in the Iron Man troops, who are as fragile as a low-level civilization?

The latter didn't even believe that even the weak Iron Men could be easily defeated by the mortal auxiliaries, and the battle had been going on for almost a week, and if they had any hidden technology, they would have already used it.

But the former... But it's a topic that can't be touched.

If he really told his children that Colchis was destroyed because of Johnson's obstinacy, I am afraid that the current Whisperers would turn their guns on the Dark Angel on the spot.

That's all over.

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(End of chapter)