Chapter Sixty-Nine: What a Green Version of the Royal Court Are You?
"Looks like the adults won't need us this time."
When they waited in the trench for a while, Dassad, who had led the soldiers down to the ground, had to make this judgment, the spirit of his Terminator's missile control system had begun to refuse to communicate with anyone, and Endred was not unhappy about this, it was good to have a head, and there was no need to be frustrated without a head.
"But it's really strange, this is an arrow on the bow, a gesture of effort, why stop us from coming forward to share our father's worries?"
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"Why did you ask that more vehicles and soldiers not be sent and deployed here when you found out that something was wrong? It is our task to exterminate the aliens, heresies and ...... Well, too. "I don't understand why he did it. ”
"Most of our brothers really can't figure it out, and there may be a few who pretend to be confused - but if you don't understand, for someone's sake, I'm still willing to be compassionate to tell you. Let's put it this way, Angelon. "Peturabo is in another new communication channel with Angelon (why say another?) The shepherd dog prototypum picked up his interrupted desire to share again.
"The inhabitants of this place, in fact, are not problematic on a genetic level alone......"
"What? I thought ......"
"Well, I just told you, based on the observations from the servo skulls we launched earlier, they are very restrained, but they can indeed use some of the orcs' strange abilities, especially the iconic, unbelievable 'make the impossible happen' and the ability to quickly imitate. This is one of the main reasons why we can't directly order our faithful heirs to rush forward - it is clear that some of our weapons and equipment must be ensured that the other side does not use the abilities of the orcs to imitate, and that our ships must be hidden for the time being, otherwise things will become extremely tricky. ”
"-We'll talk about how much Xenomorph technology you've cramped under your normal gear shell later, but--didn't you just say that??"
"But their genetic purity is true to the strictest standards of the rotting corpse's worm bureaucrats. I can even tell you that, according to the results of a sampling analysis of anesthetized living samples, the human genes of Carrick and the inhabitants of the Pearl Moon are actually the same as those recorded by the Ministry of the Interior, with a lower degree of mutation overall, higher genetic stability, and due to high gravity, they have shorter, stronger bodies and greater musculoskeletal density. ”
"It's just that Pearl Moon wasn't drafted because of the terrain and sparse population, plus running a marine agriculture was considered enough to meet their tax obligations - guess why Carrick wasn't chosen to be a conscription world, and why didn't he become famous for being targeted by creatures of equally bad taste and tricks, so that all the last thing on the planet was a few Ogin apes that were conscripted by the Kalisis War Department?"
"Huh?"
The fact that he could hear the ramizane voice from one of his own was evidently somewhat pleasing to the black and white stuffed demon, and he slowed down his arrogant teaching tone a little.
"That's right, because all the people on Carrick use that ability to 'make the impossible happen' to think about the same thing."
"Ah——?h
"Obviously, the goal of the matter they are thinking about must be something like 'let no one notice our differences,' 'make Carrick a world without a sense of existence,' or 'make us inadvertently ignored by anyone except the necessary traders.'" Otherwise, it is impossible to explain that this place has never been known for its pure genes, has not paid blood taxes, has never encountered space pirates, has not been attacked by Chaos, and has been able to live peacefully for so long. ”
"This kind of ...... Is this kind of thing possible? I mean, isn't that equal to their ......? ”
"Yes, this is the same as they have collectively created a huge psychic suggestion position, and it should be triggered by anyone who has been here, near this place, or even reads Carrick's name from the papers."
"Incredible!"
"Considering that this hint of theirs may have worked for over a thousand years even to all mortals, aliens, and the oldest psionics in this sector...... It's really not bad for a group. ”
"It's not bad! How many people are there! If we can make them have more children and distribute them to ......"
"That can't be, Angelon, and we'll even have to hide their existence if you don't want their lives for a while."
"Why? Isn't it a very direct and powerful help for these mortals to be incorporated into the auxiliary army......" Suddenly, as if the Twelfth Primordial thought of something, the demigod giant's always calm face quickly became gloomy, and the majesty and thoughtfulness of a king and ruler were faintly revealed from those lines of wisdom.
"Because their origin involves ...... 'he'?"
"Yes." There was a sense of "Ah, finally this grand step" in Peturabo's electronic voice, showing off the secret satisfaction of his abilities, and it was clear that there was not only one person here who liked to play logical reasoning games, but some of the shepherd dogs were holding the shelves and refused to speak.
"In the few cases where humans have obtained the alien ability of green-skinned orcs, we can see that, without exception, the people in these cases are all human beings, and all of them have gained some divine power after believing in those alien gods, obviously these two 'gods' are very generous, and they are unclassified, tsk, it is indeed convenient."
"However, the situation of Carrick is completely different, the inhabitants of this area believe in the orthodox and conservative state religion, and their belief in the state religion is very calm, not even to the level of 'fanaticism', and the rulers have a clear tendency to separate church and state...... It is very rare, and it is considered a clear stream in this star region and even the entire galaxy, especially considering that the establishment of the Kalisses star region is even very popular with the state religion. ”
"So the Anglican here ......?" Angelon asked, confused.
"Likewise, apparently not a single qualified 'devout' who has been sent here has, oh, our Creator...... Far from it, the Anglican members here must have been similarly influenced by the suggestion, believing that what they see is just the image of a half-dead world in their heads. ”
"So what the hell are Carrick's people?"
"The last descendant, the last descendant of the legion whose abilities have been severely degraded." The data flashed and the visual list was constantly updated in front of the sheepdog, "I think the abilities of these last descendants have revealed why 'he' will be completely erased by our creators, or else 'threaten the foundations of the Great Expedition'." ”
“…… Thank you, Peturabo, for turning my world upside down every day since I met you and Ramizane. ”
"No thanks, ignorance is not our prerogative, it is mortal. Anglon, my brother. ”
(End of chapter)