Criminals deserve to be sliced a thousand times.

Her father had said this, and so had the empire she once protected. They all said so.

Sometimes Hannah wondered if her mother, if she could stand in front of her, would say the same about her?

Say that she deserved to die.

She was the sharpest weapon, a treasure in times of need for defeating enemies, and a scapegoat in times of chaos when not needed.

Actually, she had been awake the day she encountered the wanderers.

She wasn’t pretending to be dead, it was just that she hadn’t recovered yet, and couldn’t move her body.

That person saved her and even healed the wounds on her body.

She found it strange; her heart was destroyed and her spirit was shattered, why could that person still save her?

The first thing she heard when she woke up was that person complaining,

"What a bother, what a bother, a living person is more troublesome than a dead one, I don’t shelter living people, I’ll find you a place to go, you better fend for yourself."

Later, that person threw her onto the path that the group of wanderers would inevitably take.

She thought, maybe that person saved her to get better revenge on her.

Otherwise, why throw her to a group of wanderers?

After all, everyone in the interstellar knew, more than half of those wanderers held a grudge against her.

Because she had once led people to occupy their planets, and she had also been commanded to exterminate them.

Sure enough, they wanted to kill her.

"Kill, really kill her?"

Half an hour passed, and the wanderers still couldn’t decide.

"Maybe we should just forget it?" The man holding the knife was shaking.

It seemed that this group wasn’t as ferocious and bloodthirsty as the wanted posters described.

Sixth Hoffman scratched his nest-like hair and shoved the man away, "What a coward, scared even to kill one person."

The man was still shaking, "I’ve only killed chickens, never a person."

He used to be a butcher, mainly helping in the restaurant kitchens to slaughter livestock.

After entering the First Year of Stellar, the former livestock had become a rare species.

Reserved for the royal family and nobility, or wealthy people.

Sixth Hoffman snatched the knife, squinted one eye, and was about to make his move when Nicholas arrived.

Bringing new news.

"Everyone’s saying outside, this commander is now a fugitive, executed on the spot by that princess of the royal family in the border’s cold lands."

"Executed?" Sixth Hoffman looked carefully, "She’s still alive, isn’t she?"

Nicholas said, "That’s not the point, the point is that the empire people call her a traitor for betraying the royal family."

Exactly how she betrayed, the royal family didn’t say.

They only said it involved collusion with the enemy.

Hearing this, Sixth Hoffman laughed out loud, "Look, they are fighting among themselves now, come on, let’s finish her off."

As he spoke, the knife was about to plunge down.

When the knife was halfway down, Nicholas stopped him.

Sixth Hoffman, like an irate brown bear nearly spewing fire, said, "What do you mean by this? Speaking for our enemy, have you forgotten how she dealt with us last time?"

Although the wanderers back then couldn’t pose any threat, the royal family still didn’t plan to let them go.

"Eliminate the roots" – the people of the royal family understood this principle well.

But wanderers were troublesome; knowing they couldn’t win, they always went into hiding.

Without finding the people, how could they talk about extermination?

After several attempts, the royal family also felt embarrassed, worried about being criticized for not being able to handle a group of wandering refugees, so they sent out Hannah.

Hannah was, so far, the only person who had successfully found the hiding place of the wanderers.