The sacred right side of a certain comic

(This screenshot of the king in FEX is so cute.)

Kingship does not last forever. Even the Hun King Atila, who ravaged the continent of Europe and made the Western Roman Empire exist in name only, has also reached the end of his life.

It has been more than forty years since Attila was dug up by the Huns elders.

Even though Atila's appearance has not changed at all in forty years, the fire of her life is like a candle in the wind and may be extinguished at any time.

For people in this era, most people who live to their forties are already approaching their twilight years, and the same is true for Attila.

Her body comes from the wreckage of Sefalu, and precisely because it is a wreckage, even if she is born with a star emblem, this body still needs energy supply.

For the vast majority of existences in this world, they still need to abide by the law of conservation of energy. Without enough energy, they cannot move. The same is true for the star soldier Sefalu.

When Sefalu is intact, he can destroy civilization and absorb the civilization's souls as his own energy source.

But Atila is just the remains of Sefalu, and it does not have the ability to absorb civilized souls. This is why the Hun King, who is not a mortal, needs to eat like a human being.

More than forty years later, the last energy in Sefalu's remains has been used up, and the life of the Hun king named Atila has finally come to an end.

On the grasslands of Eurasia, stars are dotted, and the endless green sways in the night wind.

The sky was filled with twinkling stars, telling the story of the antiquity and immensity of the universe. Attila stood in the prairie, looking up at the sky, as if listening to the call of the stars.

"The voice of the stars...enriches me……"

Attila closed her pair of red eyes that were as beautiful as red wine and smelled of blood, enjoying the sound of stars coming from the night sky.

I don’t know if she has recovered her long-lasting memory at this moment, and misses the past when she was galloping among the stars.

Roy stood behind her, folding his hands in front of him, watching the graceful back of the Hun King in front of him quietly and kindly.

Her beautiful white veil, like a wedding dress, was fluttering in the wind, and her graceful back could be seen between her hair.

There are no flaws or scars on the brown skin. If it is as smooth as water, the body is as strong and elegant as a female leopard, which tells the beauty of wildness and fighting.

"I felt...I was one step closer to the moon."

Attila opened her eyes, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and whispered softly.

"Have all your memories been restored? Atila……"

There is Atila's body on the moon. Since she said this, it means that she has recovered her memory. Of course, it may be just a part of the memory.

Atila nodded, then shook her head

"I always dream... I have strange dreams... The world has become very narrow, and I destroyed the dream of that world with my own weight.……"

"……Every dream is a different world, every dream is a different civilization, and then I destroy them all... Really, just because I have such dreams, I am called a symbol of destruction. Bar."

The King of the Huns sighed like a little girl at this time. Her face was still expressionless, but emotionally and emotionally, she became more and more like a human being, rather than a machine that only knew how to destroy.

"But in one of the dreams, I was destroyed... Also in that dream, I saw you... I know that the white giant is me. Like me, she only knows destruction and nothing else. Won't"

"……It's just that I'm happier than her, although I don't know what happiness is, because, she only knows destruction, and she doesn't even know why she destroys it."

"Although I only know destruction, my destruction has a purpose. I am punishing those arrogant Europeans for you. I am destroying and invading for the prosperity of my people... My destruction is meaningful. of!"

Atila has been emphasizing that her destruction is meaningful, because having purpose and meaning is her greatest pursuit in life, and it is also Sefalu's greatest pursuit after possessing intelligence.

"This container has reached its limit, and my life is about to come to an end. I am not afraid of death. I can face it calmly, but now, I am very sorry.……"

Atila turned around. She suddenly acted like a simple girl, with her hands behind her back. Her indifferent and emotionless eyes flickered, and she stared at Roy.

It was as if she was telling Roy in this way that her regret was to be separated from him.

But at the same time, she also felt satisfied, because during the more than 40 years of getting along with Roy, she had gradually grown from a killing machine to a human being.

"Attila...do you have any wishes?"

Roy looked tenderly at the king of destruction in front of him, who was terrifying in the hearts of Europeans. Contrary to her acts of massacre, this king of the Huns looked so beautiful and cute.

"desire?"

Attila fell into thinking, as if this was a problem she had never considered.

After a long time, she slowly said:"……Sometimes I have thought about what my life would be like if I was not a warrior. Ah, I don’t hate myself as a warrior, I just find it interesting how I would live like that."

"……If I had not become the incarnation of destruction, if I had not obtained the Sword of the God of War, if everyone had treated me as a woman instead of the king of the Huns and a killing warrior, what kind of life would it have been?"

"Will I travel the world on horseback as a free traveler? Will I be like the people of Europe, tilling the soil, growing wheat, and baking bread?"

"……Shall I hunt beasts and birds, and learn that thing called writing? Will I write the books I keep records of?"

"Or will I shyly cuddle up in someone’s arms? if...if……"

"……I don’t know, what kind of life is that?"

As he spoke, Atila's figure seemed to become erratic. She was not a human being, and her body was just the remains of Sefalu.

When the energy remaining in the wreckage was exhausted, as Sefalu on this planet The last traces left on the surface of the earth are about to disappear.

The king of the Huns took firm steps and came to Roy.

Her expression was a little strange, looking like she was crying, but also like laughing, just like this The Hun King, who only knows how to kill, is trying hard to learn how to be shy like a girl.

Then, as she just said, she uses her soft and delicate body not for killing, but for shyness. Buried into Roy's arms.

Atila raised her head, and she suddenly laughed. This was the first time in her life.

And in her beautiful smile like a star, in her crescent moon A few tears burst out from the corners of her curved eyes. If it were a broken pearl, this was the first time in her life that she cried.

She was smiling, she was crying, she was slow and firm, without any confusion. The pair of breasts that had destroyed countless civilizations and killed countless creatures hugged Roy tightly, raised his hand and pressed it on his heart.

"Giving my heart to the Lord whom I have loved since birth!"

"……I can only destroy, nothing else, but nevertheless... at this moment... I begin to hope... to love and embrace with these destructive hands...……"

Gradually, Attila's body turned into spirits, floating like fireflies.

At the end, she heard Roy's gentle whisper,"……Go to sleep, Atila, lovely girl, lovely Hun King, this is just a beautiful dream... When you wake up, happiness will knock on your door."

Atila only felt that her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and she gradually couldn't see anything.

"Roy Crowley!"

This was the first time Atila read Roy's name, and it was also her last words,"……You are so civilized!"

The Scourge of God, who roamed the continent of Europe and destroyed civilization like a natural disaster, finally ended his short life.

……

With the death of Atila, she left no heirs and no heirs. The entire Hun Empire immediately fell into civil strife.

Three former subordinates of Attila fought against each other in order to become the king of this empire, and the Hun Empire split from then on.

It was not until the anti-Hunnic alliance under the leadership of King Adalic of Gepid defeated the Huns in the Battle of Nidaou that the empire, which occupied most of the continent of Europe, faded out of history.

From the establishment of the empire to its demise, it was only ninety-nine years!