Chapter 105 - Nehand And Ehione (part 3)

TRIGGER WARNING (The narration contains matters about immigration and xenophobia, as well as deaths from wars and insinuation of sexual abuse).

Nadira had a triumphant smile as she was cheered by the audience excited by her battle performance. Ehione stood up and shook off the dust, but he couldn't shake off the embarrassment.

Ehione, who had mocked her for being an omega, had forgotten this detail when he saw her strength with the whip, for having forgotten this detail, he could not raise his mental barriers properly and was stunned and thrown to the ground.

Of course, he would have lost the same way since Nadira's mental power was powerful and refined. At this time studies on the mental powers of the omegas were still ongoing for the Zerg Diablos, but the studies of the Elves and Humans already attested that the omegas had the greatest mental powers of the three genders.

It wouldn't be long before the Zerg Diablos reached the same conclusion and it would change the history of science and technology in the Diablo Empire.

Nadira looked at Ehione once, she thought he would be frustrated with defeat or at least irritated, but he stood up and dusted off and greeted the judge and audience politely before walking away without looking at her.

"Tsk, not even to face me," Nadira thought in a bad mood, she who thought she would be in the ninth heaven happy to defeat this proud alpha.

Ehione had little chance to be free of his office as crown prince and now that he had met a person like Nadira, he didn't need to stay in this kind of place anymore, he had a lot to train when he got back to the palace.

The Crown Prince would take advantage of what little time he had left before returning to the palace, he would take a few walks in the streets of the capital to see how the people were progressing.

Time passed very quickly and it was already night, Ehione looked at the three moons in the sky and sighed, he was in a busy street where there were more humble bars and restaurants, he looked at the people who came back from work and some who went with their families out for dinner.

There were beggars and people in very worn clothes wandering those streets, the police passed every now and then in their levitating cars just to alert the little bandits and scare the beggars who tried to break into the garbage recyclers in search of food.

People's lives were more precarious than he imagined, the costs of the intergalactic war were heavy, Ehione had to talk to his aunt about establishing relief funds for the needy people in the capital and surrounding areas.

Ehione had an idea to demand help from the nobles who didn't send people from their families to war, those nobles who didn't have qualifications to join the army had to help somehow.

The Crown Prince also had a bold idea of ​​starting some public construction as new research and development center for the Omegas and Betas to join the ranks of researchers (even with the new laws, they were still marginalized in the field of science and research), plus a new Space Technology Builder to improve people's lives. He also thought of reforming the capital and instigating reforms by the governors as well.

By moving the money to build public works, he could get investments from both nobles and interested companies, this would generate more jobs and give more income to the people, making them consume more and the currency rotate, increasing people's quality of life.

Of course, he would have to obtain the approval of the assembly of nobles and entrepreneurs, and the approval of the Princess Regent and her father, Emperor Kayin, to pass some of his government policies.

He would have to write good legislation projects and make his team work a few extra hours looking for data to support the legislation projects to convince others of each projects' success.

Obviously, this would incite discord on the part of the nobles who were having "losses" in their territories or who had problems in the transport of their products, many of the nobles were having labor and transport problems in their territories that were outside the planet where the Empire Diablo had his core.

Ehione kept walking until he entered an alley no way out, he turned and saw three people behind him, but he was sure there must be at least four more people hiding in the shadows of the alleys.

He felt he had been followed for some time, they weren't common thugs or even drunk people, he used techniques to make the other party lose track of him, but they were insistent, so the crown prince could conclude they were people sent to kill him.

Someone must have waited too long for Ehione to be unprotected at some point before attacking, since today's walk only he and his most trusted assistant knew of his secret tour.

"It's not like I'm an easy opponent," Ehione thought pulling out a small stick that stretched into a large and heavy two and a half meter (820,21, ft) trident, the cosmic energy swirled through his body making him glow slightly with a bluish light, his hair whites seemed to tremble with an unseen force, and red irises like rose petals changed to an increasingly dark color until they turned a red that bordered on almost completely black.

On the other hand, Nadira was in a bar with the other two underground kings. They were celebrating the omega woman's brilliant victory, the winner of the week's prize was Nassor and he was paying for the celebration.

Nadira had relinquished participation after beating Ehione, Kashka was also not interested in the prize, so Nassor as an intergalactic ship passed over everyone and was a great champion.

This month none of the underground kings would be able to participate in that underground arena anymore, otherwise it would appear that they worked for the administrators of the place, when it wasn't true.

After the celebration Nadira said goodbye to her friends, it was almost time for the capital's curfew, which would be an hour after dinner time, she breathed the air of the poor streets of the capital that had the aroma of special peppered with the stink of the beggars who hid in the alleys not to be found by the police.

"Nadira, you look more beautiful today," a man in ragged clothes said with a beaming smile. Nadira's appearance seemed to light up the atmosphere, the man was young and in his 20s, he was one of the many refugees from territories that had been hit by the war.

The government was working with the control of immigrants and still had the terrorist actions of the Rebels that made things even more difficult, as there was always the fear that the immigrants were part of the Rebels.

So, even though the government assisted these people for a while, there were so many burdens that some were neglected and people in the capital didn't want to employ immigrants because of fear and if the immigrant was mestizo then things would be even worse.

The beautiful amber eyes stared at Nadira, he was a cross between the beastmen and the Diablos zerg, he came from the tiger clan, his appearance was very beautiful with his orange hair and skin of a lighter shade of brown.

"Phomello, where have you been these days? I was worried about you! Didn't I tell you to stay in the Accommodation the government built for immigrants? I went looking for you and you weren't there," Nadira said with concern.

Phomello was an omega man, mestizo, poor and immigrant, practically he was a walking tragedy, he had lost all his family and friends in one of the many battles on the planets subordinate to the Zerg Diablos.

Also, Phomello was very handsome and physically weaker because of all the things that happened in his life, so he was always the target of kidnap attempts and people who wanted to force him down the path of prostitution.

"I was in the Accommodation, but the director of my Accommodation he…" Phomello started to speak only to start to shake and his eyes fill with tears. He didn't want to cry, but when he saw Nadira he couldn't stand it and started to become much more emotional, he knew he was safe with the omega woman.

Phomello could still remember how he felt trapped in his room and how the director had pressed him against the wall, his weak body trembling and the strong alpha scent that wanted to force him into estrus. Luckily, his roommate ended up walking in at the same moment, giving him a chance to escape the damn alpha male's clutches.

He had been wandering the streets for a week, he sometimes had to hide from some prejudiced people who wanted to vent the anger in their hearts because of the problems of the war, many of who lost relatives in the clashes.

He was an unsupported immigrant which made him an easy target for some troubled people. In addition, there were people who refused to help and harmed the immigrants by spreading rumors that they were allies of the Rebels, which led to even more persecution from the people.

Even eating for Phomello was difficult, fortunately, there were NGOs that did assistance and relief work for immigrants, otherwise, he would have died of hunger a long time ago.

Nadira was even more worried about the omega man and hugged him comforting the other party for a while.

"Now you don't need to cry anymore. I was going to wait to be able to contact the Accommodation to offer you a formal job and get you out of there. But since I found you here, I'll take you to work where I live"

"I don't want to be a burden to you either, Nadira" Phomello said pulling away from his friend's embrace, only to be stared at by a serious and persistent look.

It took some time before Nadira convinced Phomello to go with her to Duke Achebe's mansion.

They walked together, Nadira intending to use her real ID card to use one of the teleportation machines to get faster into her family's territory, as time was running fast.

The curfew was severe, she and Phomello could be arrested by the police or worse get in the way between the fights of the Rebels and the Police, which could result in death.

There was no way she could be stronger than the battle machines, unless she used her mind power to kill indiscriminately, which would result in her arrest and investigation of the entire family for insubordination and she could even be accused of helping the Rebels.

They were arriving at the end of the poor area of ​​the capital, nearby would be a police station where they could use the teleport from there to go to her family's territory.

As they approached the less poor area, the streets and alleys became cleaner and more organized. Soon they would see security cameras at some points on the street.

Then Nadira and Phomello heard a strange sound in the silent street, there weren't many people passing by because of the curfew and those passing seemed agitated and hurried, ignoring the grunts in the alley.

Those who lived in that region learned to ignore the grunts and the smell of blood in some places, as they got used to it over the years, there would always be a prostitute doing her job and someone violent enough to go too far.

Of course, Nadira didn't ignore this, she was strong and had confidence that any problems that came up she could handle with ease. She walked down the alley and was shocked by what she saw.

"Lots of dead people..." Phomello muttered looking terrified at the alley, it seemed to activate a trigger in him and he wanted to run, he remembered the time when when waking up after a spaceship crash, everyone around him was dead.