Chapter 43: The valley of death.

St. Petersburg, 2.45 pm

"Grand Duke?"

"What is it, Lord Farnese?"

"Don't you think it's better to leave St. Petersburg for a safer place?"

"Do you consider it necessary?"

"I would say yes. If the aliens manage to hit the city you could lose your life."

"I bet the nobles would enjoy a world, and would take advantage of it to install their puppet at the summit of Euro-Britannia."

"Exact. One more reason to move."

"Yeah, but where?"

He stood up and approached a map of the Grand Duchy, looking carefully at it.

"The Caucasus and Crimea are too close to the front. But the Ural mountains can be a great place."

"So will we go there?"

"Exact. Maybe in Ekaterinburg, or in its surroundings. We will decide on the precise place."

"Agree."

"I recommend that the least number of people be informed, and only the ones you trust."

"Count on it, Grand Duke."

"Well ... Let's get ready for the trip."


Himalaya, 8:00 pm

Darkness had fallen over the area, only a few portable lighthouses located in the Chinese camp illuminated it. In one of the tents were Shinku, Zhou, Miroku and Tianzi, who were having dinner near a burning electric stove.

"I hope you enjoy the dinner, venerable Tianzi."

The little girl nodded, smiling.

"Yes, thank you Miss Zhou."

The girl blushed.

"Duty, majesty!"

Miroku snorted, assuming a sulky expression.

"What's wrong, monk?" Shinku asked.

"I'm worried. In this region you can have bad encounters ..."

"I already explained it to you, aliens don't see us as a danger."

"I was not referring to them, but to the creature that has lived on these mountains since time immemorial."

"Are you referring to the Yeti? Don't tell me you believe in its existence. "

"What is Yeti?" Tianzi asked curiously.

"Just a legend, venerable Tianzi. It is a creature that is part of the popular culture and beliefs of the people of this area. But, despite sightings taking place since the fifteenth century, there is no concrete evidence of its existence. " Her trusted Shinku reassured her.

At that moment, however, the quartet heard a chilling scream coming from outside.

"I'm going to check!"


Once outside, Shinku looked around, noting that others like him had heard the scream.

"Who did it?" He asked.

"We don't know ... It comes from the mountain near us!" One of the soldiers replied.

"Keep calm! For now we don't know what it is!"

"What if they were aliens?"

"No ... They would have come down from the sky, aboard one of their spaceships. They would certainly not make a fuss."

"What do we have to do?"

"Keep calm, it's probably just a big animal! But if something or someone approaches the camp, kill him!"

"Yes, sir!"

I'm beginning to fear that yeti isn't just a legend ...

He thought, intimidated.


Jacuzia, Euro-Britannia, 9.15pm

Anya, aboard her Mordred, was flying over the so-called Death Valley, an area without roads and covered by a dense forest, with numerous uprooted trees and vast swamps. It was a forbidden area, and as a rule and rule local nomadic hunters prevented anyone from accessing it. But fortunately she aboard her knightmare could bypass the problem. At one point she reached a vast clearing, where some dome-shaped metal structures stood, between 6 and 9 meters high. The pilot smiled, satisfied.


Once landed, she reached one of the buildings, crossing the entrance. Here she came across a staircase that led downstairs, where a room contained 6 openings, which led in various directions. Without hesitation she took one.

Once this was one of the bases of geass cult... This until the adepts began to get sick for unknown reasons. So they abandoned this place.

At one point she arrived in a room that housed various computers and electrical machinery, and above all a cryogenic cell in which a woman with long black hair was locked, wearing an elegant orange dress. Anya put her hand to the Necronomicon. It was the book of the dead, written by the king of Tibet Trisong Detsen in the eighth century AD It contained various magic formulas, including one that would have been very useful to her at the time.

The time has come to go home, Marianne.

She thought happily.