On how to avoid being cannon fodder

Lambert gently pushed open the door, and seeing the darkness in the living room, he breathed a sigh of relief, changed his shoes and walked in.

"Coming back so early?"

Lambert was startled, and when he looked back, he saw a pair of blue eyes glowing in the moonlight in the shadow beside the coffee table.Lambert twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled nonchalantly.The man controlled the wheelchair from the shadows to the moonlight, and the soft light fell on him, making him look like an elf in the moonlight.Although he and Lambert look exactly the same, people who have seen them will never recognize them—even though he only wears an extra pair of gold-rimmed glasses than Lambert, but the kind of eyes that seem to have penetrated into the bones The scholarly temperament is simply impossible to ignore.

Frey's wheelchair nimbly walked around the coffee table and came to the cabinet on the other side. His slender fingers brushed over a row of neat clay pots, and he said in a light voice, "Would you like a cup of Saint-François black tea? ?” His hand rested on the third jar from the left, took it down, and chuckled, “Then let’s use Lena’s flower tea.”

He went into the kitchen to make a pot of tea and brought it out. He returned to the tea table and waved to Lambert: "Don't stand around stupidly, come and sit."

Lambert watched him move, slowly walked over, and sat down on the sofa farthest from him.

Frey poured him a glass and sipped slowly himself.Lambert picked up the teacup and sat still a little awkwardly, the atmosphere in the room froze for a moment.When Frey finished drinking the tea in his hand, his blue eyes looked at Lambert with a half-smile, and said softly, "Why are you afraid of me?"

Lambert pursed his lips nervously, and lowered his eyes not daring to look at him.

Not entirely afraid.

Ever since Frey suddenly chose to walk on the same path as their mother when he was ten years old, he had a faint feeling that the difference between himself and Frey was getting bigger and bigger. Has Frey been reassigned?Frey is smart, cunning, and unpredictable.He is like a devil who plays with people's hearts, he can see through the thoughts in everyone's heart, and then invisibly guide them to the direction he wants. He seems to have seen through everything but disguises all his feelings with a mask.And except for him—his brother who grew up together, no one saw Frey's horror. Even their adoptive mother, Wilfred, was deceived and praised his family's Frey more than once. Smart and quiet little angel.

In fact, Frey is also very protective of him in front of outsiders, but in private he always likes to poison him.And sitting next to him, Lambert always felt uncomfortable being scanned all over his body by lasers, as if all his thoughts and feelings had been seen through.It's a weird feeling... not very comfortable anyway.On the contrary, he couldn't figure out what Frey was thinking at all. This guy was mysterious, and the so-called black-bellied man who showed no signs of emotion was definitely referring to him.

The corners of Frey's mouth were slightly upturned, forming a warm arc with his soft eyebrows.His voice is still the light and elegant aristocratic: "Well, you don't want to say it. Then drinking tea under the moonlight, do you feel happier?"

Lambert didn't look at him, and secretly complained in his heart: No, only you, a freak, like to drink tea without turning on the light in the middle of the night so much.

Frey took a deep look at him, and the upturn of the corner of his mouth widened a bit.He put down his teacup and sighed: "Darkness can hide everything, whether it is precious gems or rotting corpses. It is a pity that people in the world yearn for the light and cannot appreciate the beauty of being in the dark. They don't know that the moment they come into contact with the light, they lose everything. free."

Lambert stared blankly at the teacup: Ah, what is he talking about, is he implying something?But I can't understand at all, okay? Could it be that you can see what I'm thinking so you deliberately bluffed me?

Frey kept smiling: "It's okay, I know you don't understand, stupid is born, you don't have to feel inferior."

Lambert was furious, put the teacup heavily on the table, stood up and strode towards the room.Frey watched him walk to the door of his room with a smile all the time, and suddenly said again: "You like Herriman, right?"

Lambert, who was pushing the door, paused, then continued to open the door in one go, entered the room, and closed the door with a bang.

Frey raised his eyebrows slightly, and an inexplicable smile appeared in his eyes.

……

His Majesty's national celebration was extremely grand, and the whole country celebrated...at least according to the reports on the star network.Secretly, I don't know how many people are anxious and scolding for the star worm, but of course the officials can't disappoint His Majesty the emperor. On this day, they raised 12 points of spirit to suppress all discordant voices, so they succeeded in achieving superficial joy.

As the Duke of Sidia who had just made trouble at the ball the day before, Heriman was given "special care".When he came out 10 minutes before the ceremony, he came out as usual to swipe his face to prove that he was not dead, and then was politely invited back to the Duke's mansion to meditate.Someone was also happy and relaxed, so he happily ate snacks at home and watched the live broadcast.

His Majesty's birthday celebration featured some of the best performers in the empire, but one of the most eye-catching was a rookie star named Anzella.Her singing voice is like the sound of nature, and her fair and delicate skin is flawless even in the resolution of the top electronic screen in the Duke's Mansion. The excellent sound perfectly simulates the sound of the scene. The sea water seeping into the beach, no one can resist her charm.Heriman unknowingly became intoxicated by Anzella's singing, and after the song finished, he immediately ordered: "Find out all the performance videos of the OMEGA who sang just now."

The live broadcast of the ceremony on the electronic screen was immediately suspended, and a long list was projected instead.Heriman clicked on one at random, then squinted his eyes to listen.Anzela is a standard OMEGA, the songs she sings are soft and gentle, full of emotion, but to Heriman who doesn't understand the style, it is no different from hypnosis.When Heriman woke up, he found that he had already missed his lunch time, and the electronic screen was still dutifully playing Anzella's lullaby.He looked at the time sullenly, and found that it was just before four o'clock before he relaxed, turned off the electronic screen and walked into the study.

04:30 in the afternoon.

A small potted plant on the carved mahogany desk suddenly cracked a small hole from the bottom, and then a beam of light was projected from the small hole onto the open space facing the desk, and a photon phantom of another person suddenly appeared in the study.It was a phantom in the form of a young ALPHA wearing the uniform of the Colonel of the Fourth Legion, with a resolute face and a burly figure. As soon as he appeared, he respectfully knelt on one knee and saluted: "My lord, the evidence has been found."

Heriman leaned back on the office chair covered with a soft fur blanket, and raised his hand to signal the visitor to stand up.The color of his eyes gradually deepened, from a light blue like a clear sky to a dark blue like a mysterious deep sea, and he calmly asked, "Is it Serance Felici?"

Xu Ying didn't think it was inappropriate to hear him call His Majesty the Emperor's name directly, but replied: "He acquiesced, it was Duke Guqi Aker's hand."

Heriman narrowed his eyes slightly, and tapped the armrest of the chair with his slender fingers.After a long time, he suddenly chuckled: "Well, let's inform Silver Wing Group 73 that their 'toy' has a test subject."

Xu Ying said yes, and then asked: "When shall we do it?"

"No rush." ​​Heliman said, "Let His Majesty the Emperor be happy for a few days first... I remember that you have already sent someone to investigate the authenticity of the 'Starworm' news?"

"Yes, the third group has arrived at the place where the 'star worm' was discovered last time, and has begun further exploration."

"When the results of the exploration come out, give it to Gran, and ask him to contact the Baron South who discovered the 'star worm' before and go to the star network to 'complain', and then help them like last time." Heriman said He paused here, and laughed in a low voice, "It doesn't need to be too high, the top [-] hot spots are enough, otherwise the group of boneless star network managers will find something wrong."

"My lord, they shouldn't be able to find out. The technology of our information department is far superior to that bunch of rubbish." Xu Ying expressed disapproval.

Heriman leaned forward, put his elbows on the table, and teased: "My dear Aoqi, I know your BETA is in the information department, so you don't need to show your affection in front of me."

As soon as the words fell, he could clearly see the three-dimensional projection of ALPHA's eyes wandering for a while, and then this guy began to forcibly end the topic: "Don't worry, we will complete the task perfectly."

He stared at this obviously shy young ALPHA for a few seconds with a fit of mischief, and he didn't know where to put Heriman's hands and feet until he stared at him before speaking again: "Of course I believe you can do it. Please help me!" Bring your thanks to your grandfather, His Excellency Igor, and thank him for saving Lambert from the siege."

Ao Qi's eyes flickered when he heard the words, and said: "Yes, my lord, this subordinate will leave."

Heriman watched the phantom disappear, then reached out and pulled out a pendant from the neckline.On the pendant was a beautiful woman—the mother he had never met.He stared at the woman's gentle face for a while, and slowly gathered his five fingers to hold her in the palm of his hand.

At the same time, on the other side, Abel Fika, who had returned to Chiling Star, was arguing with his father.

"That's enough, Abel, shut up!" Earl Fika gritted his teeth and squeezed out words one by one: "Are you trying to kill our family?"

Abel lowered his head, and his voice was stagnant: "But father..."

"Bang!" Earl Fika slammed his fist on the wall, his veins bursting out of anger, "Nizi, shut up! There's no such thing!"

He took a few deep breaths to suppress his anger, raised his hand and nodded at Abel: "Do you think we can resist the four major armies? Abel, please be obedient and marry the princess, and stop thinking about your little lover." Don't even think about playing tricks and playing underground love, if Her Royal Highness finds out that everything is over! You are going to get married next month, and you have to break up with that starlet as soon as possible, do you hear me! Think about it yourself Go." He turned around and left after speaking, leaving Abel standing there alone.

Anzela...

I'm sorry, Anzella...

Abel squatted down against the wall slowly, covered his face and trembled, and tears slowly seeped from between his fingers.

What should I do... Anzela...

It was as if a sharp stone had been thrust into his chest, grinding his heart to blood, and the blood flowed into his lungs, making him unable to breathe.Abel had never experienced this kind of pain, and it was even more difficult than being broken all the bones in his body.He knows no one can help him.

What's the use of knowing how low the royal family's evaluation is in the hearts of the lower classes?The power is still in the hands of the ruler. He is the only son of Earl Fica, but he is only his only son. He can't change anything, he can't even decide his own destiny, and he can't protect his beloved OMEGA.If only he was the Earl himself...

Abel lowered his hand tremblingly, the emerald-like eyes gradually deepened, and slowly became pitch black.A gust of wind suddenly blew up in the airtight room, jingling the decorations on the wall, shaking the books on the bookshelf, and the sound of pages turning from time to time.Gradually, curtains, chairs, sofas, desks... everything seemed to be floating in violation of the law of gravity, colliding with each other and making subtle and rapid sounds, as if showing the chaotic emotions that caused all this.He repeated himself obsessively: "Only I become a general, only I have power..."