Time: 2514, Port Ashbey, on the deck of the Supreme Battleship.

"Is that... Bonachu burning?" Looking at Bonachu burning in the distance, the former princess, and the current queen murmured to herself in the direction of the sky burned by the flames.

The whole city was burning in front of her, and the distance was too far, which made her look a little unreal, but she, who has the blood of the grassland elf, could still hear the shouts coming along the sound of the wind.

The battle boats flew over her head and faced those uninvited peers. At higher places, the battle mages formed a formation, using the holy missile nests and the wailing banshees of the New Eden, which seemed to be shooting in a row. When all the bombs came out of the nest, the battle mages would throw away the missile nest, open their shields, and fight for each other's lives.

"Your Majesty, why are you here?"

The anxious words from behind her made the queen turn around and smile on her face when she saw the visitor: "Sister Anta."

"Mr. Marceau asked me to take good care of you. Please leave the deck sooner. The missile nest that fell from the sky will not recognize anyone." Anta walked to her and reached out to his majesty's little hand.

"No, I want to look at my father's city." The Majesty refused, and she held her hand behind her: "There are so many people fighting for my last name. I can't be a coward, I can't be a coward."

"But you are the last heir of the Faisal family. If you die, no one in the Faisal family will inherit this surname that has been passed down for so many years. The king's flag will be overthrown and this country will die completely." Anta looked at the child in front of him - yes, the child, she is only about ten years old, but she is as mature as an adult.

If losing a loved one can make people grow up, then this way of growing up is really heartbreaking.

She was not wrong. She was the last person in the Faisal family. The family was overthrown in the war. The relatives, family members, and even their father had already died in battle. Her mother was in the north, but news came that after learning about her husband's death, she died of self-determination.

She lost everything, and she had nothing but the subjects on this land who were loyal to the surname she owned.

"But this is not the reason for me to leave here. Sister Anta, my father told me that the Faisal family was just a little noble in the dark era. The tide of destruction swept the entire continent. The ancestors, companions, and millions of foreigners liberated the homeland together. They were recommended by their companions. The ancestors, who had the slightest blood of the royal family, wore the crown... So, protecting this land is the responsibility of the Faisal family. I am the last person of the Faisal family, so of course I have to take care of this country." After saying so much in one breath, the little girl blushed: "Father, uncle, sister... Everyone is dead, they are loyal to their mission. Now it's my turn to wear the crown. So, if fate requires me to sacrifice my life, I will be very happy... Because I have fulfilled the responsibility given to me by this surname, no one in the Faisal family is the one who bears the oath."

"No one needs you to die, Your Majesty, living is what you should do." Anta smiled. Although she wanted to cry, the damn war took away too many things. Friends who were in love with Riyue died for her, some comrades who were walking with him day and night returned to the Kingdom of God, and countless strangers who had seen or had never seen died in various corners for various reasons.

Just like now, every minute and every second, someone dies in the city in front of her. No one promises them any rewards. There is no title, no gold coins, and even food. Many times, a fish, a mouse, and a fruit are all delicacies... because it is the product of the sea, it is a rare meat, and it is the only fruit on the unwained branches.

Everyone says that these things are better than mysterious meat.

Anta is no longer a child. She knows what the word mystery represents, but everyone who guards the city, whether it is a foreigner or an indigenous person, will not complain.

"Of course I want to live, but as my father said, death is not an unacceptable ending when necessary, because man has the glory of death and the humiliation of life."

The little majesty in front of Anta's eyes was full of pride and tears. Anta nodded, and finally reached out and hugged the crying queen into her arms.

"Mr. Marceau will definitely bring back the victory, don't worry." After saying that, Anta felt his head hurt for no reason.

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Third Avenue, east side, foxglove pit.

The new Eden attacked the defense line like a madman, which is good news and bad news for Yang Wenli.

The good news is that there are targets everywhere here. He doesn't even need to be as picky as usual, nor does he need to be picky about the flowers and leaves on the target's shoulders. He just needs to choose a guy, put his head into the scope, and then pull the trigger.

There is no need to watch the last moment of the other party passing away.

The bad news is that there are too many targets, and there are new Edens everywhere, and Yang Wenli is simply too busy - if there were no combat boats to smash the incendiary bombs again and again, this line of defense would have collapsed long ago.

"This is No. 3, where are our reinforcements?" The 1.2-meter-2 communications soldier beside him helped Yang Wenli load the bullets onto the bridge clamp while communicating.

Because it has the function of external release, Yang Wenli also heard it clearly, "I believe that reinforcements will arrive soon, right? Where is your commander?" asked the other person.

This made Yang Wenli turn his head. There was a hole on his commander's forehead that was no longer bleeding, and the entire back of his head turned into paint applied to the ground.

"The commander is dead! The second line of defense has been broken! There is only 275 yards between me and the new Eden ogres!" Fang Erduo shouted one meter two.

At the same time, Yang Wenli pulled the bolt and the shell fell on his face, making the little thing so hot that it screamed.

Pushing back the bolt, Yang Wenli chose a new target for the empty scope, which was a young man holding a battle flag, with black hair and looking proud.

Yes, he has already broken through the second line of defense. Behind the third avenue is the harbor area of ​​Ashbey City. As a commander with flowers and leaves on his shoulders, he can indeed be proud and satisfied, and of course he can also die with such pride and satisfaction.

Pull the trigger, watch the bleeding in his chest, and eventually fall to the ground.

A rare sighting, with such an sigh, Yang Wenli pulled the bolt away, and this time the bullet shell that jumped out was grabbed by Square Ear one meter two and then threw it away.

"I want to stay away from your shell throwing port," he said.

During such difficult years, Yang Wenli smiled rarely, pushed the bolt back, and the young man put a new head into the scope.

Death is not only a specialty brought by the New Edens to the East Continent, but also a surprise prepared by the East Continent for the New Edens.
Chapter completed!