Mecha Start, Nuclear Bomb Tokyo

This also means that they no longer need to pay unnecessary blood, and no longer need to see their companions die.

The soldiers below were silent for a moment after hearing these words.

But soon, huge cheers erupted from the crowd.

The reason for their cheer is simple.

No one likes to fight.

And no one likes to be covered in blood, and to have limbs and feet cut off at every turn...

Cheers shook the air.

A smile appeared on Najie Xitan's always stern and pretty face.

Everything ended in the last battle without any smoke.

And a great country may slowly rise in this war.

......

In the imperial capital.

Because of the victory of Emperor An Yi, the common people held a banquet with singing and dancing.

The entire imperial capital is full of victorious cries, and the shining lights reflect the bustle of this thousand-year-old capital.

And beneath that hide...

click...

An Yi pushed open the door of a hut under the curious eyes of Chelsea beside her.

Soon, a plainly dressed boy with clear eyes walked out of it.

"emperor?!"

Chelsea, who was beside An Yi, looked at the person in front of her and exclaimed.

She really didn't expect that the young emperor of the old empire was hiding in this place.

She was a little shocked at first, but soon, this shock turned into fierce killing intent, the thin needle was pulled out from the cloth bag on her leg, and directly stabbed the young emperor's Achilles' heel.

But before she stabbed him, someone grabbed her palm.

"What are you doing? An Yi?"

Seeing An Yi holding her palm beside her, Chelsea turned her head with a very dissatisfied expression: "Why do you want to stop me?"

"No need." An Yi shook her head expressionlessly.

"What do you mean unnecessary? If someone knows that the emperor of the old empire is still alive, maybe there will be royalists who plan to overthrow the rule of the new country."

Chelsea didn't understand why An Yi took such a big risk to hide the emperor in this place.

She wanted to do it again without saying a word, but An Yi shook her head: "The civil servants who know his identity are basically dead, and his existence will not shake this country."

Yes.

The young emperor could not shake the foundation of the country.

Not only because the civil servants who knew his identity were dead, but also because An Yi had given him a series of almost brainwashing education.

The brainwashing machine that had not been used before was actually used on the emperor.

An Yi took him to experience life in the slums, and at the same time, he continued to use brainwashing machines to subtly transform his subconscious mind.

Today's little emperor is no longer the original emperor.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a good boy.

"But even so... there is no reason to keep this time bomb." Chelsea said with a stiff expression.

She still disapproved of the easy approach.

"There are reasons."

An Yi squinted at her, and then looked at the young emperor with an immature face: "A living person is more useful than a dead person. Instead of letting him die here, it is better to save his life and let him do his best for the new country."

Then An Yi took a step back and let go of Chelsea's hand: "Of course, I have no objection if you want to do something to him."

Yes.

In fact, whether the young emperor is dead or alive, it has nothing to do with ease.

All this is left to Chelsea who belongs to this world to make a decision.

"..." Chelsea.

Feeling that An Yi seemed to really let her make a choice, Chelsea, who was still murderous just now, hesitated.

She looked at the young and childish little emperor in front of her, and took a deep breath.

Ask yourself, can she really kill a child who is only nine or ten years old...?

Perhaps the young emperor did a lot of wrong things, but many of them were decisions induced by his ministers.

Chelsea hesitated.

The thin needle in his hand was raised, then lowered.

Hesitation, silence, thinking.

The young life in front of her is in her hands.

But she made up her mind quickly.

The hesitation in his eyes dissipated.

Then--

puff! ! !

The fine needles pierce into the dead point, the most vulnerable and deadly place in the human body.

When the thin needle was pulled out again, it was covered with blood.

Looking at the young emperor who was gradually losing strength and vitality in front of her, Chelsea said: "I won't make any excuses, hate me if you want."

As a member of the nascent country, she could not tolerate a bomb that could explode at any time and cause turmoil in the country to survive.

But to kill is to kill.

Chelsea makes no excuses.

She literally took the life of the child in front of her.

Walking out of the hut, Chelsea was a little silent.

An Yi didn't speak either, and continued to walk forward.

This made her couldn't help reaching out to poke An Yi, and couldn't help but say: "Hey, the atmosphere is stuffy now, why don't you comfort me?"

She said it with a forced smile, perhaps trying to liven things up.

but--

"In fact, people are like this. Make choices and then worry. The gains and insights during this period belong to you."

An Yi didn't even look at Chelsea and said, "I personally don't like half-hearted empathy, and I don't think you like it either."

"..." Chelsea was stunned.

But soon fell silent again.

after awhile.

An Yi could clearly feel her shoulder being embraced by the other party.

He was about to break away, but he heard Chelsea's warning voice: "Just this time, don't break away."

"......"comfortable.

Then--

He still broke free.

"Huh?!" Chelsea looked at An Yi with a surprised expression: "Hey! Don't you bring such ones?"

This guy...

It’s just that!

Why can he do this kind of operation with a blank face?

"You can go home and sleep with my pillow." An Yi suggested blankly.

"Hiss... no, how did you know I made your pillow?!" Chelsea was even more shocked.

She thinks that what she does can be said to be foolproof, and the stores are all looking for private orders.

How do you even know about An Yi?

"Strictly speaking, I know everything that happened in the imperial capital." An Yi continued to walk forward.

"...Don't make a declaration of crime so openly!"

Chelsea hurriedly followed An Yi's pace: "I'm really going to be angry!"

"random."

"Hey! Are you looking down on me?! I won't let you fool me so easily when I'm angry this time!"

"Please."

"I... Hey! Don't go so fast! Wait for me!"

Under the night sky, Chelsea's voice spread far away.

At the same time, Ye Attack and others.

"Pfft... ha!"

Sitting in a mansion in the imperial capital, Leonai let out a mouthful of alcohol comfortably, causing Ma Yin on one side to pinch her nose: "Hey! It's almost enough, Leonai, you've already drank three bottles!"

"What does it matter, the war is over anyway... The most important thing is that today is a day to celebrate victory!"

Leonai's eyes were drunk: "And...you see, didn't An Yi say that? This mansion is at our disposal."