CHAPTER 69: I’M GOING TO THE ICE PLANET ALONE

Julian noticed that the soldiers of Drayyors left were very few, and he wasn’t sure they would be enough if the Imperium came.

Now, he thought about this on a large scale.

The Imperium of Archos had sent the usual soldiers that conquered, and surprisingly, they couldn’t conquer this.

Which meant that many soldiers would have already died in the process of trying to protect the planet.

And then, Hellfott attacked, meaning they had lost a lot.

And now, this was quite the problem.

They were kind of short on soldiers.

He didn’t know for certain when the Imperium had attacked, since the invasion on this planet was led by Commander Nethul.

And from what he had heard about the commander, it was that he was a beast. He was strong. He was very powerful.

Julian had faced Commander Nethul when this all started and, to confirm, he was very powerful.

He was someone that didn’t waste soldiers unnecessarily, and Julian could confirm that.

When he saw how weak Zyros was, he told the remaining soldiers in the spaceships to halt, meaning he could take this on alone.

He wanted to kill Commander Nethul.

To be honest, he wanted to do two things so badly—kill Commander Nethul and then destroy the Imperium.

It was certain he would face Commander Nethul again soon, but then, would he survive?

Well, if there was one thing that fueled one more than anything, it was vengeance, and he was sure that would fuel him too.

That would fuel him to kill the commander.

Julian was doing a lot of thinking and now, he was seated by his bedside.

He hadn’t heard much from Rehul, seen her more rather, so they hadn’t really had a conversation.

And he was very busy. Busy with the affairs and how things worked here.

He heard this planet had a currency, a round crystal-looking stuff which the citizens used to buy things.

Julian had been a bit surprised by that because in Zyros, there was nothing like that.

Zyros was a small planet, and they didn’t actually go by the currency stuff.

Everything was literally provided by the government.

They were very little in size, and so that was how it resulted in that.

There were poor people though, but what set the poor from the rich was merely privileges.

Meaning the government gave the poor according to their status, and the rich theirs.

But what Julian wondered was how people were rich and poor in the first place.

And that was where the weirdness came in.

Zyros had one of the weirdest styles of living in all the planets.

To fully understand, you would need a bit of serious focus and research to do so.

Now there was no need to by the way. It was all gone. The planet had been exploded.

When planets explode, it all goes down. The history. The existence. Everything.

And what even made one know about it was if the planet had planetary relations, but by the looks of it, Zyros didn’t, and that was what set them aside.

Meaning no one knew about them anymore.

That would have been true without Julian.

Julian would always make people know about his planet Zyros.

He would always say it, in victory, defeat, and even suffering.

Something like:

"They exploded my planet, Zyros!"

He sighed and laid flat on the bed.

Ruling sure was hard.

It seemed he wasn’t cut out for this.

Then the thought struck him.

What if the weird creature was from another planet?

What if the weird creature wasn’t from the ice planet?

What if he still had a lot of things to face?

What if it was a sign—a sign of threat from another planet?

Just then, Julian heard footsteps.

He peered towards the door and quickly got up, going over to it.

A guard was passing by.

It was a male.

Julian said to him:

"Get me Zakk, Matt, and Ryan."

The guard nodded in the affirmative, and just when he was about to leave, Julian called him back.

"And call Rehul too."

The guard nodded promptly, and as he was leaving, Julian said:

"Tell them their presence is needed."

"Noted, sir," came the reply from the soldier.

Julian nodded in the affirmative and shut the door.

He had sort of made up his mind—he was going to the ice planet, and by going, he would be doing so alone.

This sounded wild alright.

It was the kind of thing that made one gasp and gape, but Julian had to do it.

His main reason was to rescue Voilsey, the weapons commander, but then, he had another motive.

It was simply to explore and convince.

He had been told countless times since he got here that he had a god-looking feature.

By god-looking, it meant that he was simply out of this world.

That he looked like a different man. His presence alone was reverend.

He just hoped they wouldn’t kill him at first sight, because what he wanted to do was very risky.

It was the sort that killed many.

By Julian’s calculations, he had a chance.

By chance, he had hope.

According to the story about the horny Drayyorsain who went over there, they seemed not to kill immediately when they sighted a trespasser.

They would simply put him in a cell.

If it was a female, they would make her join their revolution.

But then, Julian was no man or woman or even a mere governor.

He was an Emperor, ruler of two planets.

Perhaps they didn’t know about that. He would let them know.

He decided that would at least give him an upper edge.

It would give him a chance of not being so brutally killed.

At least the women of the ice planet would want to hear him out.

So, he would give them a valuable reason for coming and make them see him as someone different.

Who knows, perhaps he might win the heart of the Empress.

That sounded impossible, but there was a possibility to it.

His life actually depended on if this could work.

This was clearly a 50/50 stuff, but if he survived, it would be worth everything.

He could leave the weapons commander to die, but Julian wouldn’t let it.

By the descriptions of her, she was too beautiful to die.

If there was one thing he wouldn’t let as Emperor, at least the quickest thing he could think of, it would be:

The beautiful should never die.

Voilsey would not die.

It was said she too despised men.

Wait.

Julian, who was sitting on the bed, suddenly stood up.

Voilsey and the women of the ice planet had something in common, and it was:

They disliked men.

Why hadn’t he thought of that?

Was this a trap? To lure him in?

But then, before the departure of Voilsey, the governor of Drayyors hadn’t died then.

So in their minds, they would think he would be the one still ruling Drayyors.

They wouldn’t be expecting him at all.

Well, now he had two things to be bothered about.

Firstly, Voilsey.

He was going to save her, but then, he couldn’t push aside the thought that she might betray Drayyors and join the women of the ice planet.

How loyal was she?

Julian kept thinking.

Secondly, the venomous Pincer beast.

The impossibilities were slowly becoming possible.

It all came down to one thing.

He would have to find out by himself.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in," Julian said.

The door was opened the instant he said those words, and Rehul, Zatt, Rayn, and Matt walked in.

Julian looked at them with a grin, one that hinted he was about to tell them something they wouldn’t like.

Well, he told them.

They heard and were surprised.

"You’ll go to the ice planet alone?" Matt exclaimed.

"I mean, if you had said you’ll go there with some bunch of soldiers, that would have sounded better," Rayn said.

"Hellfott soldiers are really good in combat. They’ll be of big help. Just go with some dozens of them," Zatt said.

Julian sighed.

"I’m going with no one. I’m going alone. You guys heard me. By going alone, it gives me a better chance to know things—"

"Frankly, there’s nothing you need to know," Rehul interrupted. "From what Matt, Zakk, and Rayn said, the ice planet women are as vicious as they are sexy."

Julian sighed.

"Well, I’ve made up my mind."

He pointed to the three men.

"Go tell who’s in charge of the spaceships to get me a manual, yet self-driving spaceship. I’ll be out of here in less than half an hour."

"But sir—" they tried to protest.

Julian shot at them.

"Do as I say. I promise I won’t die."

They shrugged and left the room, leaving the door shut.

Rehul walked over to Julian.

Julian stood up and cupped her ass with his hands, planting a long kiss on her lips.

"Didn’t you see what I did yesterday? I’ve got this."

Rehul sighed and said grimly,

"Even gods die."