There are surely many people capable of understanding David Lyn’s plans and ambitions, but those who can truly implent them are far more terrifying than the plans themselves.
For the Fla-Haired Girl, she began to take the ethnicity nad Frost Plated seriously for the first ti.
Dai Yawen, Du Zexin, David Lyn, Li Mingji, [White Knight]... this ethnicity truly produces an array of bizarre characters.
However, regardless of how bizarre, she had no better choice.
David Lyn was already dead, and the most important talents of Frost Plated and Sky Ring were basically extinct as well.
Gretto Yegg, Narrow Space Mirror, these old acquaintances too perished with the country, and even if there were so excellent talents left — the Fla-Haired Girl was too embarrassed to snatch them.
Even robbers know that sustainable depletion is needed to reap big profits.
All in all, supporting Azure Star didn’t yield much profit, but it wasn’t a loss either.
Considering she acquired a rebirth talent for herself, the Fla-Haired Girl considered it a small gain.
At the very least, the attribute support and developnt on the Path of the Overlord provided by Azure Star, were now firmly established.
"Begin by providing aid to Frost Plated first, and organize the migration of people from various countries to the continent - once the sun reappears, temperatures will rise, ice will lt, and the ocean will transform Azure Star into a ’blue’ planet again within half a year. Next, we focus on building an entirely new Azure Star World Alliance centered around the Frost Plated Ethnicity. As for the Planetary Governor... let the Azure Star People choose for themselves, we’ll only handle garrison control."
For Azure Star, it was far from ready to enter the level of Interstellar Era civilization, but the Fla-Haired Girl still hoped that the peoples here could make their own decisions, which would help gradually increase Azure Star’s goodwill toward Baizhu Star in the long term.
Nephis noted it down, nodded, and said:
"Boss, what about the new alliance’s na?"
"The na huh."
The Fla-Haired Girl pondered for a mont and said:
"Azure Star Community of Fate— abbreviated as the Blue Commonwealth."
"Understood. It’s already been input into the diplomatic system of Baizhu Star."
Although developed as a war weapon, Nephis had spent the past five years following Dialan and learning a lot about governance, becoming quite adept and capable of being a mini-Dialan.
The Fla-Haired Girl more or less sensed this was a result of Dialan’s deliberate nurturing.
In the Starry Abyss, many countries like Baizhu Star, a virtual monarch or offline-monarch system, try to ensure that their supre martial figures are not interfered with by governance for further developnt.
Of course, the Fla-Haired Girl is an exception; she’s clueless about governance and relies solely on nurical dominance, at most making a quick profit and fading away.
Without her, Baizhu Star would probably see no changes.
She would take Nephis to Subrgence Starry Abyss, but as the head of state, Dialan absolutely couldn’t leave.
In a certain sense, her departure this ti could be considered as ceding power by abdication.
"There shouldn’t be anything else, right?"
The Fla-Haired Girl asked.
"Hmm, just so trivial matters that we can handle ourselves." Nephis quickly checked the itinerary list: "But there is one thing that requires your presence."
"Speak quickly." The Fla-Haired Girl said indifferently: "This planet can’t withstand my pressure for too long, and the curse of the Layer Abyss will cause my rank to fall gradually from Iota (9); if I stay here for another 12 hours, I’ll have to leave."
"Emperor Rudolf of the Red Arrow Empire wishes to et the ruler of Baizhu Star."
The Fla-Haired Girl rose from her throne and in the next mont appeared outside the door of a high-class cell. She waved her hand, and the door opened instantly. The haggard-looking Red Arrow Emperor sat on a luxurious nanmu chair, sighing deeply.
"Is there sothing you want from ?"
Rudolf was taken aback, then turned his head; tender feet with gold nail polish stepped on the carpet, fiery red hair fell naturally, and the expression of the incredibly beautiful girl was cold. Encountering her golden-red gaze, whether royalty or plutocrats, would imdiately lose all sense of superiority and instinctively bow their heads, feeling an unworthy inferiority rise from within.
Pa.
The girl sat gracefully on the comfortable sofa, her slender legs crossed, resting on the coffee table. This posture, far removed from ladylike behavior, instead on her exuded an authentic and naturally transcendent beauty.
She seed unconcerned if the sheer long dress revealed anything. At least from Rudolf’s perspective, the sleek toes perfectly obscured so mysterious natural aspects. Her dress differed little from ordinary dancing girls, at most looking more luxurious, but without a trace of vulgarity.
Even the Emperor Rudolf, who dominated the fate of hundreds of millions of people, could only think of one word when facing this girl:
"Goddess."
Rudolf took a deep breath and said:
"It’s hard to imagine there exists a creation as beautiful as you in the world, one wonders what blessings from the creator you have received to be so amazingly breathtaking."
"Thank you for the complint, but I still can’t be considered a true god."
The Fla-Haired Girl was disinterested in flattery and said indifferently:
"My followers said you wished to see ."
Rudolf was frank, as an emperor, even as a captive, he maintained admirable composure:
"As a forr sovereign deprived of power, at least let know what the person I surrendered to looks like, what’s their na, where they hail from, right?"
"I am Leo—"
The girl paused, her hands crossed, saying indifferently:
"You can call —Polina. I might use this identity for a period in the future. At least, I quite like the character ’Polina’."
"Pleasure to et you, Miss Polina, heaven gave you beauty, wisdom, and martial strength, and you possess them all."
Emperor Rudolf, placing a hand on his chest, gave a formal bow, then seriously said:
"I’ll get straight to the point—Miss Polina, you understand our situation; I wish to entreat you for a favor."
This scene was truly ironic.
Over a decade ago, Li Aozi was just a newcor, fighting tooth and nail for a Red Arrow green card.
Now, the distinguished Imperial Emperor, Rudolf, fad for confidence and pride, must humble himself before her, appeal with flattering words, extolling her martial prowess, praising her beauty, and even to her re one-year master’s degree, speak of ’great wisdom’.
From this perspective, his appeal was truly sincere.
"Your actions constitute war cris, pleading with is futile; take it up with the International Court."
The Fla-Haired Girl stated without emotion:
"Strictly speaking, there are no war cris in this world; the defeated are labeled war criminals. However, even among war criminals, it’s rare to find those who attempt to drag all humanity to extinction."
"This is why I plead with you, Miss Polina."
With these words, Emperor Rudolf knelt on one knee, earnestly pleading:
"I do not ask for pardon for my cris, but I do not wish to perish like this."
"If it’s about escaping execution that could be considered, like imprisoning you for over four hundred years, then uploading your consciousness to a computer and imprisoning you for another four hundred years."
The Fla-Haired Girl said with boredom:
"If there’s nothing else, I’m leaving; tonight there’s lemon soda and potato braised chicken."
With that, she turned to teleport; leaving
"Confinent isn’t sufficient to atone for my sins—I wish to go to the Eye of the Galaxy."
The Fla-Haired Girl halted her steps.
She slowly turned her head, looking at him with her golden-red eyes as if he were a madman.
"Even among death row prisoners, this request is astonishingly daring."
The Fla-Haired Girl remarked:
"You want to go to the Eye of the Galaxy and contribute, but it’s a place where life is worse than death—yet you’re nowhere near qualified; you’re not even of Zeta Rank."
"I can do other work, anything. I don’t want to be simply confined to death, at least let work, see the cosmos."
"Oh, that’s your aim, huh."
The Fla-Haired Girl laughed:
"You’re planning to seek your Pathway in the universe, strengthen your talent, and eventually break free from my dominion, right?"
"No, my goal isn’t to free Red Arrow from dominion—over four hundred years, Red Arrow’s hatred never found release, and today the world order has drastically changed; soone must bear all the sins so that future generations won’t harbor mutual hatred... I plan to take Red Arrow’s core revengeists and willingly be exiled to the furthest desolate reaches."
Emperor Rudolf knelt with both knees, earnestly pleading:
"As long as I can reach the cosmos, I’ll do anything!"
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