A day later, the "Bagoda Movement" that had lasted for a year in Western Rome was suppressed.
The Cathedral Church says so.
The cities of the unrighteous were destroyed just as Sodom and Gomorrah were destroyed in the past, with no grass growing and no one living.
130: Vague Hope in the Giant's Heart
Since Attila came back, relying on his own strength and that of his tribe, in just a few years the originally loose Hun tribe had become a giant on the surface. In terms of territory, it stretches from the Caspian Sea in the east to the Atlantic coast in the west; from the Danube River in the south to the Baltic Sea in the north. It can be called an empire.
Its territory extended from the steppes of Central Asia to what is now Flanders, from the Danube valley to the Baltic coast, and included most of present-day Germany, Central Europe, the Balkans, and Ukraine. It bordered the Western Roman Empire to the west and southwest and the Eastern Roman Empire to the southeast.
This vast area had its own tribal chiefs, who had been defeated by Attila and forced to pay tribute.
But as the saying goes, it is easy to conquer the world, but difficult to rule it.
Faced with today's vast territory, not to mention how to manage it, how to ensure that everyone has enough food to eat is a big problem.
After all, the current Rome is no longer the loose and scattered empire in history. If the Huns are having a hard time, they can ask for some money for common peace. Now it is a country with real martial virtues.
Western Rome was already invincible with just the Holy Roman Church. Eastern Rome had already become a trading center with its vigorous development in the past century. Its army, which controlled the sea, could not be underestimated with its faith...
But compared to the Western Roman Empire which was dominated by the church, the Eastern Roman Empire was dominated by negotiation. In any case, it was fortunate that several cardinals stayed in the Eastern Roman Empire to maintain the status quo during the split. Otherwise, if the church directly declared the Eastern Roman Empire a heretic, it would probably cause more trouble. Spiritual power is always much stronger than physical power.
For this reason, with the blessing of huge faith, even the Eastern Roman royal family, which was based on royal power, had to bow down to the church in various important ceremonies.
In short, in the classical period, once nomadic peoples who did not engage in farming could no longer fight, it would be difficult for them to survive. They would either choose to flee far away or join a unified dynasty. However, the nomadic tribes themselves lacked an effective management structure, so the empires they established were doomed to be short-lived.
In the current Hun Empire, there is no shortage of talented people with military capabilities, but there is almost no one with the political talent to govern the country.
A training ground in the Hun royal court on the Eastern European steppes.
Wooden dummies and light magic and spell aids are placed here. It must have been a place where the Huns often trained.
But now, there is only one person here.
The white-haired girl closed her eyes slightly, stroking the Sword of the God of War, which was reflecting the sunlight and glowing with rainbow light. The white lines on her body emitted a little light.
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This was a breathtaking sword strike. The white light cut through the sunlight. At that instant, the static space seemed to be broken. A gust of wind erupted around, and everyone fled in fear at the sword's force. Only when the sword stopped did the air flow again.
Such swordsmanship ability must have reached the ultimate realm of God.
Attila frowned slightly, gritted his teeth, and felt a little frustrated. He felt that he had not been in good shape for a long time today.
To ordinary people, one can undoubtedly feel the extraordinary talent and flawlessness of the sword.
However, the abnormal condition could not be hidden from the girl herself. No matter how cleverly she deceived and concealed it, the white-haired girl with a naturally strong body would easily see through it and would not ignore that point.
There were some flaws in the sword just now. My physical condition is good, so the problem may be mental.
Attila thought that the person who was disturbing his mind was most likely Avia.
Since the day she left Milan, the doubts and thoughts about why he hadn't come back had been lingering in her mind.
She gently put the Sword of the God of War into the place, her white hair swaying along with it, and then she quietly closed her eyes and thought.
Originally, he should just concentrate on swinging the sword and choosing to kill according to his instinct.
But now she always asks herself quietly -
If, as a free traveler, I traveled around the world on horseback.
If, I learn that thing called writing, and write a book that records it.
If I were to shyly snuggle in that guy's arms...
Why do I think this? Is it because he keeps nagging me after I was defeated?
Is this what trouble is? Is this what regret is? I don’t know why I think this way.
In fact, not only the giant's brain is confused, but even the giant's body, which is sealed in the moon at this moment, in the isolated unknown darkness, is dreaming and observing synchronously with the perspective, is also confused. It is not only about this emotion, but also about the "meaning" of the purpose.
"Eradicate the civilization in this universe" is the meaning of Cefalu's existence and the reason why the destructive machine called Cefalu operates.
Destruction for the sake of destruction is the principle of Saifalu's actions. His actions are not malicious, nor do they pursue interests. He destroys things without being influenced by emotions, which is no different from natural disasters.
Unlike the white giant Cefalu who destroyed simply for the sake of destruction 14,000 years ago, the current Attila left behind a meaningful life. The biggest difference is "whether he has a purpose".
But soon the Wandering Star Soldier figured out the essence of the matter.
His essence is "nothing but destruction", so he wants to "keep looking at the land", "nest shyly in the arms of humans", and "leave the meaning of existence behind", just like Attila who is galloping across the beautiful grassland at this moment.
Living on earth as a human being and a life, this new state of mind made the Wandering Star Vanguard feel the meaning of his own existence.
The Wandering Soldier couldn't help feeling confused, but he also accepted his new self and felt an indescribable joy in his heart.
But the Wandering Star Soldier also felt lonely and empty because she knew what yearning was.
So now, I feel a longing for the dream of another me running across the grassland, as well as a sense of guilt for the many lives I have destroyed.
The machine that was supposed to be created for destruction, however, gained the existence of "self-awareness", therefore -
The giant god, who had been imprisoned in the dark prison for fourteen thousand years, felt the eternal loneliness and the vague hope, which was stirring in his heart.
"I'm back, Attila."
Just as the white-haired girl on Earth was about to start a new round of thinking, a figure suddenly pounced from behind her, but put his arm around her shoulders in a mischievous way.
"Well, you're back."
The white-haired girl turned around and greeted the newcomer as if nothing had happened, then continued to speak slowly with her eyes narrowed.
"Avia, you brought back two people and a werewolf this time."
131: Miss Half-Nightmare's Assist
Avia was a little confused about the two people and one wolf that Attila brought back.
The werewolf naturally refers to the Norse hero Sinfitli, and as for the human... Siegfried has already returned to the Rhine.
It might refer to Typhon in armor, but there is only one person.
Although he couldn't figure out who the two people Attila was referring to, Avia didn't think about it any more and decided to wait until Typhon was introduced before asking.
"I'm very welcome though, and I'm glad you brought someone or something who will consider this place their home."
But before the silver-haired young man could speak, the white-haired girl spoke first.
She leaned against the wall with her arms folded across her chest, her upper body slightly leaning forward, and just looked up at Avia.
The young man was obviously more than a little taller than the white-haired girl. Across the slight height difference, his blood-red eyes looked up at the blue eyes.
From this perspective, those blood-red eyes seemed to be a little unhappy for some reason.
Attila continued with sincerity:
"But you came too late. Are you okay these days? Are you cold? Luca said there are natural disasters and wars outside. You should not be injured, right?"
"Of course not." Avia shook his head, his attitude firm, "After all, I defeated you fair and square, Attila, there will be no problem with me."
But the white-haired girl really doesn't think so.
"...if it was before."
Attila made a noise like that of a mad child, and she startled herself.
"If it were before, I think you, Avia, would definitely go along with what I said because you couldn't beat me, but it's different now."
Therefore, I am very scared.
Because the last words were so embarrassing, the white-haired girl swallowed them back reluctantly.
At the beginning, Avia, who came to this era, thought that Attila would be difficult to change.
The Wandering Soldier destroys simply for the sake of destruction. Even as a brain body, she is only concentrating on swinging her sword, constantly killing things that stand in her way. In the eyes of ordinary people, perhaps she has become accustomed to human death and doesn't care about it anymore. Even she herself thinks so.
How could you not care.
It is impossible for Avia not to care──I hope she does not live just for the sole purpose of fighting.
"What are you saying? I've been with you for so many years. Don't worry, I promise you, I have always been like this."
The silver-haired young man smiled, and as a response, he raised the Sword of the God of War that the girl had placed on the ground and handed it to her carefully.
"By the way, I haven't introduced you yet. This is——"
Along with the words, there were also thoughts in his heart about Typhon.
"Typhon, can you come out for a moment?"
In Attila's sight, the red-haired girl next to Avia suddenly raised the corner of her single golden eye, glared at her and then glared at Avia.
Earlier, Typhon, who was still nagging as usual, felt disgusted when she saw Attila, but considering her good relationship with Avia, she barely suppressed her desire to attack and remained silent.
Then Typhon Efmilos was a little stunned, because in this place, this human was actually talking and laughing with this strange human whom she saw for the first time.
Their relationship was so good that they were so close that they could touch each other's bodies. In fact, the white-haired human was also smiling broadly and showing concern for each other without any barriers. In Typhon's eyes, there was no barrier between the two of them, as if the smile was natural and should be so.
He clearly never did anything reckless in front of me, never got so close to talk to me, and never smiled at me with that expression.
The expression was really different, more casual, more relaxed, and more carefree... It felt like he was not being polite, or should I say, there was a strange sense of favoritism. The girl always felt that this human was speaking to the white-haired human she met for the first time with some special attitude.
This made her very unwilling.
Typhon felt that he hated this human who liberated himself. Although he didn't know why, he now hated him to death.
Although he always said that he wanted to eat him, Taizulong actually didn't want him to be eaten by him at all.
It’s just a matter of finding a reason to convince yourself, it’s that simple.
But humans will die sooner or later, so just wait until he dies.
It should be like this, but the red-haired girl couldn't accept it.
I don't want to think about that possibility...
Why can I be with someone I don’t even know...I don’t want it.
"Cheer up a bit."
"I do not want."
The voice that I answered reflexively... was just like a lost human being who was losing his way and making unreasonable demands.
After saying this, ignoring the shyness on his face, Typhon realized that these words were not said by a human, but by a fantasy species that had been in a human's body longer than him.
As early as when she came out of the volcano and followed this human, she discovered that there was a humanoid fantasy species on the Rhine gold that was connected to its soul, but she didn't think much about it at the time, and the fantasy species basically didn't speak, just watched silently, so over time she didn't care much.
"It seems so." The white-haired, purple-eyed fantasy creature snorted, then continued with a smile, "Although that human has an inexplicable aura and seems to have calculated the most inappropriate time to disrupt your plan, is it really okay if you don't show up? Did the Greek Taizu Dragon just admit defeat?"
".....Who are you? Why do you act so familiar? Be careful or I'll kill you."
"Wow, look at the color of my hair, and I'm on him so early..."
A pair of purple eyes sparkled with joy, like a kitten seeing a little mouse in front of it.
"Ok?"
"I am his sister who passed away a long time ago. I have been watching and looking for a lover for my brother."
Seeing this humanoid fantasy creature smiling maliciously, Typhon suppressed his desire to kill. She was inexplicably annoyed by her attitude of finding someone to have fun with and obviously talking nonsense...but she also felt that this was not impossible.
"That's too bad. We have a rival now. That person is my childhood sweetheart. But Typhon, you've been following me for so long. Why don't you tell him your name?"
“…I don’t want it.”
"How should I put it... You are still a human being in your current state."
The white-haired fantasy sighed, as if feeling helpless.
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"I mean, these creatures always have an inexplicable tendency to save face when faced with this kind of thing."
The Fantasy Seed suddenly raised one eyebrow, and for some reason, his eyes sparkled with pride.
"If people want to move forward, they need scenery that matches them. The road ahead will be a road that helps and walks through... In short, come on, I'm always watching~"
"...Well, then alright."
