It’s Over! The Major General is Bent!

That's the undead ...

The undead who has been tangled, no matter how long it has passed.

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This is weird ... so weird! father!

The young child shook his head.

It shouldn't be like this, why do we have to obey that person's order and be a slave to that person—

shut up! Converse!

A heavy slap was pulled down, and the unsuspecting child was pulled down to the ground.

His back was pounding heavily at the corner of the table, and blood splattered suddenly.

...

The child lying on the bed regained a little consciousness, and in the dimness, he felt the temperature of the familiar big hand covering his forehead.

He opened his eyes slightly, and in the blurred vision, he could see the outline of the man.

The man stroked his forehead, and his consistently tough face seemed to be getting old in these short days, a little bit bleak, and the whole man was showing a little solitude.

Don't worry, Dad.

I'm fine.

I don't blame you, so don't be sad.

The child thought for a long time and fell asleep again.

After he woke up, he never mentioned to his father what happened when they quarreled that day.

That year, he was only nine years old.

--why? Why do they have to obey that person's order from generation to generation?

--why? From their birth, their lives, their lives no longer belong to themselves-

--why? From the moment he was born, that person was destined to be the meaning of their alive, and there was no meaning of self-existence anymore-

The child does not understand.

But he knew that as long as it was mentioned to his father, his father would be angry and angry. Because for his father, it is a great honor to be faithful to that person, to devote life and everything to that person, and his questioning is an insult to their inherited surnames that symbolize loyalty.

That's a bad idea.

The child is still puzzled, but he loves his father. Although his father is severe, he knows how much his father values ​​and cares for him.

He was willing to be loyal to that person, not because of others, but for his father.

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The grown-up boy knelt by the bed, his foremost face covered with tears.

The man lying on the bed stroked his head with his dry and pale hands, watching his eyes filled with perseverance and worry.

swear.

Said the dying man.

Swear you will be loyal to that person.

You are my child, your rebellious heart, you have no loyalty to that person, I actually know that, but I cannot let the loyalty and glory inherited from generation to generation in our family be destroyed on you, so swear to me , You will never betray that adult.

The boy gritted his teeth, and he looked at his father's eyes with pain.

He said, I swear by my soul ...

His words were interrupted, and his father knew him too much, just as he knew his father.

Don't swear with your soul, I know you won't obey, swear to my soul.

father!

The dying man stared at him desperately, with eyes wide as if not to be dazzled.

Swear to me with my soul! Say!

The boy knelt beside the bed, his hands clasped around the edge of the bed, his red hair scattered in front of his eyes, his face twisted slightly with pain, his clenched teeth almost rattled.

Tears fell on his face, and he opened his mouth, repeating his father's words mechanically, word by word.

I swear by my father's soul that I will always be loyal.

If I break my vow, then my father's soul will always be trapped in the flames of **** and never rest.

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The man lying in the driver's seat opened his eyes sharply. What he saw was the cold instrument in front of him. The red dot on the coordinate table was flashing, reminding him of the cosmic coordinates of the place at the moment.

The man's pupils, which had been slightly dilated, shrank a little and slowly came to their senses. He lowered his head and pressed his hand on his forehead. The red hair, like flames, scattered on his forehead, and the shadow blocked his eye socket, making it difficult to see the look in his eyes at this moment.

The narrow cockpit was quiet and could only hear the man's slightly heavy breathing.

After a long time, Robin stood up, opened the bottom of the warehouse, and carried the child hidden inside. He carried the sleeping child and checked Mute's body for any problems. Then he withdrew a syringe from the side and injected the tube of medicine into the aorta on Mute's neck.

The potion didn't do much harm, it just made the child drowsy longer and prevented him from waking up halfway.

Robin hugged Mute, placed the sleeping teenager in the side passenger seat, and returned to his driver's seat.

He looked at the coordinates where he was now, and then accelerated the flying speed of the small spacecraft. The red dot on the instrument jumped, and the dotted line pointed to the direction of Emperor Star.

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When Robin walked into the gorgeous palace with the boy in his arms, there was someone waiting in front of the gate.

颀 Long and tall figure, beautiful face, waterfall-like blond hair scattered from the snow-white round shoulders.

Standing in front of the magnificent gate, Princess Salome was like an exquisite statue. Her posture standing there was a bit unreal, as if she didn't exist in this world. Her cheek was full of words. Indifferent Yan Yan.

It wasn't until Robin appeared, that the eyes of the queen-like girl, like a delicate goddess sculpture, moved slightly.

She stood still and didn't speak, just extending her hands to Robin.

Her green pupil stared at Robin, and Robin also looked at her. There were too many invisible things hidden in his pupils, and they collided with the eyes of Wang Nv.

The daughter's hands reached in front of Robin slightly moved, it was a silent command.

Robbin delivered the drowsy boy in his arms to the daughter of King Salome, and then he bowed his head and kneeled down on one knee in front of Salome.

He lowered his head deeply and looked down at his prince, who couldn't see his tight lips.

"Follow your orders, I will bring this person to you."

Salome stood and looked down at him, looking down, her eyes cold.

"Robin Carnet, who are you loyal to?"

"People with Carnet's surname are the most loyal servants of the noble royal heirs."

The red-haired man on his knees bowed his head and answered.

The corner of Wang's lips moved, like a sneer of sarcasm.

But Robin lowered his head and could not see the smile on the corner of King Salome's lips.

Holding the sleeping dark-haired boy with both hands easily, Wang Nv turned and walked into the magnificent door, her long golden hair flying up behind her.

"For so many years, you are still bound by the invisible undead, Robin."

The words had come to an end, and the door closed slowly, blocking the back of the girl.

The red-haired man knelt on one knee before the closed door, and the shadow fell on him. He lowered his head and did not raise his head for a long time.

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[One day ago]

Ishtar was slowly sailing in the starry sea. It was late at night, and the owner of the flagship had not rested.

The black-haired admiral sat on the silver sofa in the living room, with his long legs crossed. He leaned slightly on the sofa, leaning his hands on his knees.

A light curtain hovered in front of him. A brown-haired man was talking to Admiral Troll on the light curtain. The man's face was covered with a silver metal mask, and his face was unclear, but the whole person exuded a breath that seemed to be hidden in the darkness.

This brown-haired man appeared on the planet of the exiled sinner last time. Troll was a leader of special power hidden in the dark.

"Troll, nothing is still found. Alas, the mouse is hidden far enough."

Admiral Troll didn't answer, just frowned.

Since the last time he found the planet where he was born, he discovered that the force he had been searching for had no idea when he put an eye on his ship. They seemed to disappear, but in fact Like a mouse in a ditch, he has been secretly lurking in the abyss, watching his every move with his eyes open.

There are people on them in Ishtar.

The man who had the same genes as him once said that they told him that as long as he won, he held Troll on that planet, and he could take the place of Troll and leave the planet.

The control device in that person's heart would destroy the heart automatically as long as he was too far away from the planet-and that person knew this, but calmly boarded Isutar as Major General Troll, intending Leaving that planet.

Obviously, the man was not trying to die. He boarded Isutar and left the planet without worry because they told him that someone on Isutar could release the device in his heart and let him leave. The planet is safe and sound.

After that, Troll asked the brown-haired man to spy on everyone on Ishtar and find their eyes on Ishtar. But to this day, the brown-haired man still finds nothing.

The brown-haired man was a little annoyed because he couldn't find the hidden rat, but during the investigation, he discovered something else.

"Speaking of which, when investigating this, I found a very strange thing."

"Say."

"The last time you were taken away by the stun, it was something that the Marquis of Mia sent, although you also deliberately acted like a trick ... but ..." The brown-haired man with a mask said, "You let me go Check, I finally found a little clue recently. At that time, some of the kings secretly cooperated with the Marquis of Mia. "

He said, "After closer inspection, I found out that it was the King's daughter."

"........."

Admiral Troll lowered his eyes slightly, and Meran's pupils seemed to be bounced slightly, and he groaned, without snoring.

At the time, in the city of the king, although he deliberately let the people sent by the Marquis of Mia take him away, it was too easy for those people to succeed in the sphere of influence of the queen's daughter. Weak.

You know, Wang Nv is not the kind of vase that only has good looks. It shouldn't be so easy to make people secret.

In fact, after that incident, he arranged for a person to investigate, but he never found out. Until this time, the power of the daughter was weakened by the emperor, and the clues were gradually exposed.

"So that time, it was the Queen Mother who deliberately let you be taken away by the Marquis of Mia." The brown-haired man said, "She wants to kill you by the Marquis of Mia."

"I don't think she understands why."

Either he or Troll, they can all see that the so-called King Salome's admiration for Major General Troll is just a performance by the Queen.

No matter how obsessed the queen girl was with Troll, she looked at Troll too calmly. At that time, he and Troll both believed that the daughter did so because the royal family needed a new sharp sword to change the destiny of the royal family's decline. Therefore, the Queen's daughter made everyone think that she loved Troll because the royal family wanted to make Troll, who had no background and power, a sharp sword in their hands by means of marriage.

In this case, why did the Wang daughter break this sharp sword chosen by her?

This is counterintuitive.

Just as the living room fell silent, another voice suddenly sounded. The silver and black metal ring on Troll's right wrist suddenly vibrated violently, strong enough to make a buzzing sound, as if suddenly out of control, he beat and trembled on the admiral's wrist.

The admiral bowed his head subconsciously to look at it. He just glanced at it suddenly and suddenly gave a light.

The beam of light from it was projected into the air, forming a huge light curtain.

On the light curtain, a young man who was not injured was sitting on a piece of broken glass. He leaned on a half-split cylindrical petri dish, his face pale, and a little blood leaked from the corner of his mouth.

Behind him are countless discarded glass petri dishes and a huge abandoned research institute.

Admiral Troll narrowed his pupils slightly.

Dark hair, dark blue pupils, and the same face as him.

The man who was called Tran by the child, the man with the same genes as him, should have died below the planet, together with the evil institute.

‘If you can see this image, I should have been dead for half a year. ’

The man in the projection spoke.

‘At that time, you made the right choice, so I told you what you wanted to know. ’

"The truth you seek ..."

At that time, before deciding to die, the man returned the information ring to him.

Well, it is very likely that the person recorded this passage in the information ring before that.

‘I ’m just an abandoned son. I do n’t know much. ’

‘The only thing I can tell you is. ’

The young man with the same appearance in the light curtain hung his head slightly and breathed slightly, he seemed to be trying to support the exhausted body.

‘Our genes ... the source of the paternal genes ...’

The man said.

‘... from the human being that everyone calls the emperor. ’