Port City Barto
The second most populous city in the Bernard Empire.
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At present many people have gathered in this city.
A sea of faces stretched as far as the eye could see. Eager journalists jostled for position, cameras clicking like nervous fireflies. Tribal people, their faces a tapestry of curiosity and apprehension, stood in a designated area, their traditional garb a stark contrast to the sleek uniforms of the Bramble Empire soldiers who maintained order.
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Chieftain Masu, stood near the front of the tribal delegation. His eyes, were wide with disbelief. He couldn't tear his gaze from the scene unfolding before him.
"It's impossible!" he exclaimed, his voice hoarse with shock.
He took a step back, as if the very air around him was too thick with disbelief.
"It's crazy"
Other tribe people were also shocked by the scene in front of them. Their eyes widened.
Not only them but everyone present here was very surprised by the scene in front of them.
More than a dozen helicopters, hung suspended in the air, their massive rotors churning the sky. They lifted the head of a huge sea serpent into the sky. A colossal skull, casting a long, shadow over the gathered crowd.
The sheer size of the beast was staggering. Its scales, glistening in the sunlight, shimmered like polished obsidian. Jagged teeth, each one longer than a man's arm, protrude from the gaping maw.
The helicopters, with slow speed, carried the serpent's head towards the city.
Which cast a huge shadow over the crowd standing below.
Masu, his senses overwhelmed by the spectacle, felt a cold fear grip his heart. They had heard stories about the sea serpent, stories of a beast that ruled the depths, a creature of unimaginable power
But the stories had always been just that: stories. They were meant to inspire fear, a way to remind their people of the dangers lurking in the unknown. But now, the stories had become reality, a testament to the might of the Bramble Empire.
Masu glanced at the sea serpent's head. There was a grim finality to its presence, a silent message about the price of challenging the empire's might. This was a warning to the tribes, a stark reminder that the Bramble Empire would not tolerate defiance.
Masu felt that the decision to become the citizens of the empire was the right one. After witnessing the scene before him, The sight of the sea serpent, now a trophy of the empire's might, was a stark reminder of what they were facing. The empire could destroy anything, even the most powerful creatures in the sea.
Masu knew that any thought of rebellion was foolish, a futile struggle against an insurmountable force. He knew the consequences of resistance. He could not risk the extinction of his people.
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Helicopters were taking the head of the sea serpent to the museum, a colossal structure built on Emperor Alberto's orders. The serpent's head, a trophy of conquest, would be preserved there, a reminder for future generations of the empire's power and glory. The serpent's head, a trophy of conquest, a reminder that the empire was not to be challenged.
The air hummed with a tense anticipation as the helicopters, their rotors churning the sky, slowly descended towards the museum. The massive skull, twenty-four meters long, casts a long, shadow across the sprawling plaza in front of the museum.
The helicopters, with a synchronized precision that spoke of their technological prowess, maneuvered the enormous head towards its final resting place – a specially constructed platform in the center of the museum's grand hall. The air vibrated with the thrumming of the rotors.
Slowly, carefully, the serpent's head was lowered, the sea serpent's skull finally settled onto its platform.
Emperor Alberto stood before the colossal skull, his gaze sweeping across the imposing structure. It was an awe-inspiring sight, the serpent's head, a testament to his empire's power. A shiver ran down his spine, a mix of triumph and unease, as he realized the true scale of the beast they had vanquished.
"It really was a monster of the sea"
"Hmm. But I think it would be more awesome if its whole body could be arranged here." Alberto said
"Your Highness, you're kidding aren't you!?" Circe, the head of the Imperial Magic Department, exclaimed, her voice strained and pale. She looked decidedly weak.
"Um...never mind. But I thought you might be able to bring the whole body of this monster," Alberto teased, a playful glint in his eye.
Circe was speechless. But before Circe could respond, Elizabeth, stepped forward, her voice a calm and measured counterpoint to the emperor's whimsical suggestion. "Your Highness, this giant's entire body must weigh at least several millions kilograms. Its head alone weighs as much as almost eight hundred tons." Her gaze fixed on the colossal skull.
Circe is pleased with this. A silent nod of gratitude passed between the two women.
"Also, Your Highness. It's not as easy as you think it is. It cost me a lot of mana to cut off the head of this giant and pull it out of the deep sea. Also, I had to raise the sunken Destroyer ship from the sea so that it could be repaired and used again. I spent my reserve mana on it too.
You should thank me. " Circe protested.
Alberto chuckled, a mischievous glint in his eye. "Ah! Well, that's all right. You won't be displeased with that. I know you have done a great job. I spent 90 million SC to buy that ship. So you saved my SC. So thank you very much."
"Ah! I want a reward! I want a vacation. I'm very tired. Also, I need time for mana recovery. So I want a vacation until then," Circe said childishly, her usual stern demeanor replaced with a playful pout.
".....Okay," Alberto conceded, a wry smile playing on his lips.
Circe was overjoyed. She was tired of working day and night, pushing her magical abilities to the limit. A vacation had been a distant dream, something she barely dared to hope for. Now, thanks to a little bit of luck and a touch of her own subtle manipulation, she had earned a well-deserved break.
"Thank you, Your Highness," she said, her voice brimming with genuine gratitude. "I promise to return, refreshed and ready to serve the empire."
"But I still want that monster's body," Alberto said, his tone shifting from playful to resolute. "After your mana recovers, you will bring the rest of the monster's body from the sea. It will be very important for our research. Dr. Stephen is interested in researching this monster's body."
Circe's smile faltered. Her dreams of a sun-drenched beach and a well-earned rest were quickly replaced by a wave of weariness.
Circe felt a sigh escape her lips. She knew there was no arguing with the emperor's determination.
"As you command, Your Highness," she said, a flicker of defiance hidden behind a facade of compliance. "I will return, and I will retrieve the rest of the Sea serpent's body."
She bowed, her heart heavy with the weight of her responsibility. The emperor's demands knew no bounds, and her vacation, though welcome, would be a brief respite before the next task.
"Also, Your Highness, what have you decided about the outside world?"