After being seriously injured, I became the marshal's leopard

While Edgar was communicating with Hong, Luther, who left the room behind the Marshal of the Empire, but ran around in the wrong direction and wasted a lot of time, came in a hurry.

The plush figure of the little snow leopard with black spots on a white background appeared at the end of the corridor. The moment Luther passed the corner of the corridor, Luther saw the figure of the Imperial Marshal standing by the huge porthole from the corner of his eyes.

"Oh." I found this guy.Little Snow Leopard gritted her teeth, and raised her golden pupils.He lightened his steps, preparing to quietly approach Edgar who was standing by the porthole of the starship from behind, and give the marshal who was so daring and dared to fool the prince of the empire a fierce leopard attack.

Damn Edgar, after guessing his identity as the prince of the empire, he still pretended to be a fool to fool himself, he must--huh?

The little fluffy ears on the little snow leopard's head trembled slightly, and the keen hearing in the shape of the snow leopard brought Luther the distant sound of communication.

"...Secret...must..."

Is it red's voice?A familiar voice came from a distance, and Little Snow Leopard shook her little ears again.

It seems that Edgar is now communicating with Hong through the optical brain.If so, he won't go there.After all, he is the commander-in-chief of the Della Army, but Hong belongs to the Polar Army under Edgar's command.Now, Hong may be reporting the internal intelligence of the Polar Army to Edgar.

Just as Little Snow Leopard relaxed the muscles tensed in preparation for a sneak attack, the sound of distant communication reached his ears intermittently again.

Wait, what did he hear! ?

"...the omega by your side..."

Luther:! ! !

As if hearing something unbelievable, the fluff on Little Snow Leopard's back suddenly exploded, a pair of golden animal pupils stared round, and he staggered back a few steps in shock.He subconsciously wanted to growl, but the sudden strangeness in his heart forced him to suppress the growl in his throat.

Without giving himself a chance to catch Edgar's reply with his keen hearing in the form of a snow leopard, Luther frowned and turned around sharply, and ran away quickly with the strange feeling rising from the bottom of his heart.

"Hu, hu, hu."

His head was in a mess, and he didn't know how long he had been sprinting until the tired little snow leopard finally stopped, panting with its mouth open.

What did he just... hear?

The omega beside the Marshal...

Imperial Marshal...Edgar...

Edgar... has an omega...?

'Dip—the medical officer in charge of the 09 medical group of the Polar Army, requesting to enter. '

"Let him in."

'Drip - the request is passed, the door is opening. '

As the electronic sound fell, the metal door opened.An officer in a silver-gray military uniform with only medical officer armbands on his arms entered the office. "Report, Marshal Edgar!" The medical officer stood in front of the serious desk and saluted Edgar.

"Hmm." Edgar nodded slightly, and shifted his gaze from the data on the light screen to the medical officer. "The test report of Oswald's brain."

"Yes, Marshal!" The medical officer raised his left arm, called up the test report from the optical brain, and projected it on the large light screen in the mid-air of the office. "This is the final test result given by the 09 medical team!"

Edgar stared at the test report for a while, and frowned slightly: "He modified his brain?"

Oswald... the madman.

Not only is he crazy about the life forms he regards as 'experiments', he is also crazy about himself.

"Yes, Marshal." The medical officer nodded. "According to the theoretical system of mental power researched by the empire for thousands of years, the survival of the mental power sea is closely related to the owner's brain. Any slight damage to the brain will have a major impact on the mental power sea."

"And the observation results of our 09 medical team show that the values ​​of Oswald's brain—even some of its structures are slightly different from those of normal humans." The medical officer paused and continued to report: "Currently, 09 medical The team has preliminarily ruled out the possibility that these differences are caused by innateness."

"According to the activity level of the detected abnormal brain values, we speculate that Oswald has modified his own brain in the past ten years." The medical officer mobilized the report, and a large amount of data flashed on the light screen.

Edgar thought for a moment, then said in a low voice: "Is it possible that the instruments on the starship cannot support the 09 medical team to conduct further research on this?"

"Yes, Marshal." The medical officer nodded, "We need to use the high-precision instruments in the polar base."

"I see." Edgar mobilized the inspection report on the light screen and began to examine it carefully. "Send a copy of this report to Jerry and inform him to cooperate with the next research."

Medical officer: "Well, Mr. Howard, he..."

"Huh?" Edgar frowned, "What happened to Jerry?"

"Mr. Howard, he...that, has been with His Royal Highness Alfred recently."

Edgar: "I know that." After returning to the starship, Edgar quickly became familiar with the polar military affairs during his disappearance.

"Not long ago, Mr. Howard sent a text message, which said—"

[If Edgar finds me, you can show him this——Al and I went to retreat to make troubles, don’t bother with small things, and don’t bother with big things, bye! 】

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