Colonial Suit

The alley was dark and deep. Due to the long-term influx of people, Karst's residential areas were very dense, making these alleys ubiquitous. Sewage and blood flowed in the alley, along with many scattered corpses, emitting a strong stench and bloodiness.

Li'er's hem dragged on the dirty ground, but she didn't seem to feel it. Tharek followed closely behind her, like a huge steel humanoid.

As they advanced, the girl's cries became clearer. After continuously delving hundreds of meters into the alley, several soldiers in Alliance military uniforms immediately appeared before Li'er. They were holding a girl to the ground, tearing at her clothes. The girl struggled violently, while in a corner not far away, a blond boy was curled up in a ball, already unconscious.

Fresh blood trickled down the boy's smooth forehead, looking shocking.

Seeming to notice the arrival of Li'er and Tharek, the Alliance soldiers suddenly stood up, revealing wary gazes. Especially Tharek, whose huge and burly body gave them a strong sense of oppression, causing their expressions to change drastically.

Li'er stretched out her finger and lifted the hood of her outer robe, glancing at them indifferently. Her gaze carried the faint majesty of a higher life form, instantly stimulating the men to tremble violently, almost kneeling down.

"They're not our people."

"They are private soldiers of a human lord, my Queen. Our people wouldn't do such a waste of time. Especially since their current commander is Murdoch," Tharek replied in a low voice, his eyes flashing with violent red light.

For Tharek, humans were no different from livestock. But if they disturbed the Queen, that was another matter. Those who displeased the Queen must die.

"You… who are you?" Seeing Li'er and Tharek talking as if no one else was there, one of the lord's private soldiers couldn't hold back and asked tremblingly.

He was the one who had been holding the girl's hands and feet at the beginning.

However, Li'er didn't even look at him, but quietly watched the girl who had almost been raped. The girl's behavior was very special. After being released, she didn't protect herself first, but ran to the unconscious boy, hugging him tightly in her arms, as if he would run away if she loosened her grip even slightly.

This is… protection…

A sister protecting her brother… a mother protecting her child…

In a daze, Li'er seemed to see herself curled up in a dark sewer, holding a small boy. At that time, she was very thin, and passersby maliciously ridiculed her, and some people harbored ulterior motives, spying on her flesh. But Li'er's heart was very warm, as if she was holding the treasure of the whole world.

But… why… can't I remember the little boy's face?

A violent headache struck, and Li'er couldn't help but sway, reaching out to support the wall.

"My Queen? What's wrong?" Tharek immediately noticed this change and asked with concern.

"I… I'm fine," Li'er said, taking a deep breath. Her face was a little pale, but her eyes were still calm.

"Kill them."

"Yes." Tharek agreed in a low voice, turning around and slapping the nearest private soldier. With a muffled bang, the upper half of the private soldier's body was crushed by his slap. A large amount of blood mixed with bones and internal organs splattered on the nearby wall, making crackling sounds.

"Ahhh…" The remaining private soldiers were all frightened. They never imagined that this burly giant would crush his companion with one slap. Such power… was almost comparable to a demon god, instantly destroying their confidence to resist.

"Run!" Someone shouted, and the private soldiers woke up as if from a dream, scurrying towards the other end of the alley.

If it were ordinary people, that would be the end of it. But who was Tharek? The Queen's words were the golden rule for him, and not even a trace could be violated. The Queen said to kill them, so they had to be killed, not a single one could escape!

Watching the private soldiers fleeing in embarrassment, Tharek simply raised his right hand and flicked his fingers a few times.

His fingertips tore through the air, making muffled bangs. The fleeing private soldiers trembled violently, and large patches of blood spurted out from their backs. Several bowl-sized holes exploded visibly on their bodies.

In the alley, the smell of blood became even stronger…

Li'er didn't seem to feel it, still quietly looking at the weak girl. After a long while, she sighed and asked softly.

"What's your name?"

"…" The girl didn't answer, but just hugged her brother tightly, trembling all over.

Tharek took a step forward, but Li'er waved her hand. "Don't speak, Tharek."

"Yes, my Queen." Tharek respectfully lowered his head and stepped back.

Li'er then slowly reached out her hand to the girl's body. A miracle appeared. Wherever her fingertips touched, the injuries on the girl's body immediately began to heal, restoring her smooth and supple skin. Seeing this vision, the girl's eyes widened, her gaze filled with surprise and uncertainty.

"Don't be afraid, I don't have any malice towards you," Li'er said softly, her tone indescribably gentle, completely inconsistent with her title of Blood Queen.

For some reason, at this moment, she seemed to have returned to that sewage-filled sewer, finding her original feeling.

"What's your name?" Li'er repeated.

This time, the girl responded. She swallowed hard and answered in an almost inaudible voice. "…Sarah… Sarah."

"Sarah, is it?" The corners of Li'er's mouth slightly curved, revealing a smile. "A very nice name."

"Thank… you," Sarah slightly tightened her arms, hugging her brother even tighter. She looked like a frightened rabbit, pitiful.

Li'er's gaze naturally fell on the boy in her arms. "Who is he?"

"He is my brother, Toby," Sarah replied a little faster this time, with a bit of brilliance in her eyes.

Li'er nodded with satisfaction and said to her. "Can I see him?"

"This…" Sarah hesitated for a moment, but finally let Li'er take her brother.

The boy was very thin, and his body was surprisingly light. Li'er gently stroked the boy's body with her fingers, and in a short while, she had healed his injuries almost completely, revealing a faint smile. "He just fainted from a heavy blow, there is no damage to his body."

"Thank… you."

"You're welcome," Li'er replied softly, then stood up. "Sarah… I'm leaving. Do you have any relatives here?"

"I… don't have any…" Sarah's eyes dimmed. She had only recently entered Karst, and in order to enter this legendary dream paradise, she had exhausted all her belongings, just so that her brother could live a better life. But she never expected to encounter this catastrophe not long after entering. The fall of Karst was not only the conquest of a city, but also countless people like her being displaced and their families destroyed.

Although in the apocalypse, suffering had long numbed people, little Sarah still felt a crushing despair. She had already given everything for this, and now, all she had gained was nothing.

Li'er's words, however, made her see a glimmer of hope in despair.

Sure enough, hearing her answer, Li'er pondered for a moment, then said softly. "Then are you willing to follow me? I must explain in advance that I am different from ordinary people. According to you humans… I am a mutant."

Mutant was just a self-proclaimed name for mutated people. In the eyes of most humans, they were barbaric and inferior creatures.

However, Sarah's eyes lit up. What difference did it make to her? All she needed was to survive… yes, to survive better, to let her brother survive.

"I… I am willing!" The girl said excitedly, and because of the excitement, an abnormal flush appeared on her face.

"Very good," Li'er nodded. Her expression returned to her usual coldness. "In that case, you will be my maid."

After saying that, she turned to Tharek and said. "I'll leave little Sarah to you. I think my palace also needs to add some vitality. After returning this time, I want to enrich the inner palace."

"My Queen's will is my command," Tharek placed a hand on his chest and saluted respectfully.

"Yes. Then let's deal with the current matter. It's time to put a shackle on these foolish human lords," Li'er said indifferently. At this moment, she had become the ruthless Blood Queen again. Beneath the hooded cloak that covered her whole body, she exuded endless coldness.

Walking to the City Lord's Mansion, it had already been cleaned up. Hundreds of mutated soldiers stood upright in two rows, waiting for Li'er's arrival. Before these mutated soldiers, the young and handsome General Murdoch was lazily chatting with several subordinate officers, looking like a slacker.

But with Li'er's arrival, his expression immediately changed, becoming extremely solemn. The transformation, as if two different people, stunned everyone.

"Lord Murdoch is indeed afraid of Her Majesty the Queen," several mutated officers whispered below.

"Shut up. Do you want to be heard by Prince Tharek?"

"…"

The rest immediately fell silent until Li'er and Tharek walked in front of them. Murdoch was the first to step forward, respectfully bowing.

"Welcome to your arrival, my great Queen."

"You did well, Murdoch," Li'er said without changing her expression. Her gaze flashed across his body. "But this is just the beginning. I hope you can do better in the future."

"I am willing to devote all my efforts to Your Majesty," Murdoch said.

"Where are the lords?"

"They have all gathered in the council hall," Murdoch raised his head, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes. "But Your Majesty, if it's just to accept the surrender, isn't it too ostentatious to gather so many people?"

"No… it's not just as simple as accepting the surrender," Li'er walked past him, leaving only a back view.

"I have a new idea now. I want to organize the Bloody Council. Their name… can be borrowed."