Shadow of "Terra"

The flagship of the 11th Chapter, the Son of Vostonia.

"My lord, as you expected, they did not launch an attack. They only dispatched a fleet made up of sixteen warships." Silver-haired Arsena Dunn glanced over the Data Slate.

"We received a message from the 'Emperor.' After translation, its general meaning was:"

"In the ancient Long Night, alone and without aid, he guarded the flame of human civilization and kept it burning. He preserved extremely precious and vital fragments of civilization intact until this day, and looked forward to rebuilding contact in the future with the many human compatriots scattered across the galaxy."

"The great moment had finally arrived, and it filled him with joy. All that was needed was for the warships of the lost orphans to swear allegiance to him."

"He was the Emperor, the Master of Mankind."

The corners of Nimrod's mouth lifted. The Old Man in Yellow at least possessed mighty power. The empire of this pocket realm truly thought highly of itself.

He knew that neither the Emperor nor the people of "Terra" would accept reality. In his memories, Horus had already exhausted every diplomatic means.

Nimrod withdrew his gaze from the floor-to-ceiling viewing window and looked toward the "Witch of Joy," Maria Kournikova.

Dressed in a masterfully made, pale beige, waist-cinching long gown cut to perfection, she, as a former assassin, was still not quite used to being openly exposed to everyone's gaze.

"Maria, from this moment on, you are the master of this Relic-class warship, and also the head of the ancient House Kournikova."

As Vostonia's first cabinet chancellor, Yelena had formed a cabinet for Nimrod.

House Kournikova had risen with him and had long since become the largest family in Vostonia. Its influence had even broken past the scope of the sector,