The Emperor’s Angel of Death

I am a person who has died in love, and the corpse cloth shall be dyed bright red,

Let it be as rich and colorful as my happy season.

To dress me up like a married bride,

When burial, cover your head with a hijab——

At the age of seventeen, she was still a girl who would look through love poems in the palace garden when she was extremely bored.

She is the jewel in the palm of King Smeldis and the most beautiful iris flower in the kingdom of Sogdia. Every year in the kingdoms of Frashkard, many envoys go to the court, hoping to marry this flower for their own country.

But her heart is never inside the high wall. She has a keen interest in horse riding and hunting since she was a child, and she has a deep outward for weapons and armor.

She even hopes that she is a man, so that she can become a general, prancing horses and swords on the battlefield, galloping horizontally and horizontally.

But she is not. Her life can only be like her sisters, becoming a bargaining chip for royal marriage and stable rule, go to a prominent family, and spend her ordinary life.

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At the age of nineteen, everything changed with the rise of a kingdom.

A small kingdom called Achaemenid defeated the Lydian Empire, the most powerful of the Vlaskad kingdoms, with an incredible record. She heard some strange rumors from the palace gossip, such as Achaemen. Ned defeated an army of 500,000 with only 20,000 people. For example, the king of this country is a descendant god...

She sneered at this kind of superstitious nonsense. In this world of universal belief in gods, many kings once claimed to be descended gods or sons of gods.

But it turns out that a hundred years later, like other mortals, they are just a handful of loess.

At least in her opinion, there are no living gods in this world, and even if there are gods, it is a kingdom of gods hanging high above the white clouds.

But one thing she can confirm, with the occurrence of this miracle, many things will change.

The subsequent development proved that she did not guess wrong.

Things have indeed changed. She was originally arranged to be married to the prince of the Lydian Empire, but now she needs to go to the newly born Achaemenid Empire.

Until then, she did not know her future husband, the legendary **** of the world named Artaxerxes, the incarnation of the creator Ahura Mazda.

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When she left her hometown, she was very upset, more hesitating and fearful about the future. As the family members gradually entered the territory of the Achaemenid Empire, she also heard more rumors about the son of God.

It is said that he is not the parent and child of the old king, but a strange baby taken back from the top of the holy mountain——

It is said that it took only five years for the son of God to grow up from being carried back into a man—

It is said that he has a size completely different from that of a mortal, and even has terrifying power. On the battlefield, he killed five hundred of the most powerful and brave noble warriors of the Lydian Empire with one person, and was torn with bare hands in an assassination. Nearly a hundred assassins were broken.

It is said that he once married a wife four years ago, and that wife was still his nominal sister. Of course, this is very common in the kingdoms. One of her sisters married her brother. (The characteristic of Strawberry Education must be tasted)

It is said that few people can understand every word he said. This son of God seems to have superb knowledge naturally. The rise of the Achaemenid Empire cannot be separated from the many machines and weapons he invented.

These rumors, true or false, disturbed her so much that to outsiders, she seemed to have always been depressed.

After traveling for half a month, the team arrived at Polis, the capital of the Achaemenid Empire.

As soon as she entered this city, she felt many things different from her hometown.

The wide avenue is shrouded in shade, with white and gold buildings on both sides, lush branches hanging down the street, and bright fruits are hung on them.

Since the city is located on a plateau that is thousands of meters above sea level, the sun is warm and pleasant, with gentle wind sweeping the bustling streets from time to time.

The residents of the capital are all tall, healthy and plump. They warmly welcomed their new queen, which made her feel a little relaxed.

Along the way, she saw many magical objects that she had never seen before, such as a metal car with four extremely fast wheels, lights that can be lit without oil and fire, and the huge glass windows of the shops on both sides of the street and the beautiful inside. Unbelievable crafts, strange tubular weapons in the guards' hands, and huge boxes that can make sounds and music.

These things have subverted her common sense and gradually turned her worries into a strong curiosity.

Is that person who created all this?

The team continued along the cleared street and walked into a wide square. The open-air area was a perfect circle.

Numerous streets and alleys extend from the square, and the center of the square is occupied by a tall stone pillar with a brazier on top. Its square base is engraved with magnificent reliefs, depicting a winged **** handing over a baby A scene of a king.

As she gradually penetrated into the interior of Polis, she realized that the rumors about the city were not false. It was indeed a glorious city composed of magnificent buildings, open squares, active theaters and beautiful gardens.

The snow-capped mountains in the distance and the ancient acropolis provide it with a stunning backdrop, and various statues and silver spires overlook all living beings.

In any other city, such a powerful building must appear abrupt, but these spires can be incomparably harmoniously integrated with the surrounding landscape, as if they are part of those mountains.

At the top of each spire is a blazing holy fire, which represents the faith of the city.

It is said that this city was designed by him.

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The team entered the palace, which looked quieter and deeper than the city outside.

The huge golden sedan stopped at the front entrance of the palace, and a group of people were already waiting there.

She saw a long-sleeved blouse with a wide waistband and fluffy trousers on the lower body. The drape covered her feet and calves. The short cloak fell on her back and was fastened with a round buckle. She wore a red head. A bald **** with a hat and white shoes came over.

Then the **** walked forward in small steps, knelt down, turned his face to his side, put one hand on his knee, and the other hand raised and buckled the edge of the golden sedan, and said in a low voice:

"The iris of the mountains, the pearl of the sea, the beautiful and noble Princess Elena Alcaras, I am your most humble and respectful servant, and I will lead you to meet your Majesty."

Although she doesn't know what his name is ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, she probably knows that it should be a palace chief, so she nodded slightly through the veil, and whispered:

"Greatful."

With that, the two maids with her lifted the tent, and she stepped off the sedan chair step by step on the soft cushion.

Then the **** waved his hand to the back, and immediately walked up to the four dark-skinned men wearing short shirts. They carried a small silver sedan chair, and she walked in immediately.

In the hands of the four great men, the sedan chair hardly has any ups and downs, but her heart is already full of waves.

What will he look like?

What would he think of himself? A trophy? Or a tool for marriage?

In extreme anxiety, she felt the sedan chair shake.

Going to the place-

"Princess, it's already here, please get off the sedan chair."