The Secret Lover Strikes [Rebirth]

Lieutenant General Cleveland, the reason why he was able to rank in the top ranks of the military as a scientific researcher was by no means simply because he was the partner of General Gotha, as rumored by the public.

Knowing this, Roy didn't dare to be careless when he sat opposite this legendary lieutenant general.

"Hello, Lieutenant General. I'm Roy. I'm currently working in the Special Affairs Department. It's a pleasure to meet you." Keeping a smile, Roy spoke first and introduced himself briefly.

He recognized the lieutenant general, but the lieutenant general obviously wouldn't know him.

The lieutenant general with a dull expression got straight to the point, without hiding his doubts, and asked, "Do you live here?"

Straightening his back, Roy nodded silently.

Cleveland narrowed his cold eyes, and asked neatly, "When did it start?"

"Since I joined the Special Affairs Department on Khafari Star, it was Willard...the captain kindly took me in." Roy looked straight at Cleveland, considering his words, "The captain is busy with work, and Ms. Tracy asked me Take care of his life as much as you can."

Cleveland's frown slightly eased, it would be understandable if it was arranged by Tracy.His gaze swept across the clean and bright room again, and he nodded and said, "It seems that your task has been completed very well. This is the first time I have seen this room so tidy in so many years."

Roy was about to breathe a sigh of relief when Cleveland said softly, "Willard's room must be even worse."

It seemed that the scene he saw when Khafari opened the door of Willard's room for the first time appeared in front of him. Without thinking, Roy blurted out: "It's actually not bad here, the apartment on Khafari Star is called horrific. I cleaned the ground six times..."

Suddenly stopping his voice, Roy stared at the calm lieutenant general with wide eyes.

Just now, at the moment when he was mentally relaxed, Lieutenant General Cleveland used his mental power to give him a hint, but he didn't think about it, and subconsciously spoke out the memory picture in his mind.

Roy pursed his lips, the lieutenant general was really capable.

However, Cleveland was quite surprised at the moment. Regardless of whether the boy in front of him was an ordinary person or a guide, it should not be underestimated that he could so quickly escape from the mental hints he was good at.

It seemed that Willard had found an incredible little guy, so that the person who had always avoided Gotha's advice to find a highly integrated guide for him could easily let a stranger enter his territory.

That was an act that only the Sentinel would be willing to open up to his guide.

[Cliff, when a sentry meets the destined guide, what should be his reaction?How will it feel? ]

The question Willard had posed to him with bewilderment popped into Cleveland's mind at this moment.Even though the Lieutenant General was unwilling to admit that his guess was extremely possible, he couldn't stop the fact that some kind of settlement had already occurred before him.

For some reason, he felt a pain in his heart.He and Gotha have become a good talk that the people of the empire love to talk about, but only they themselves know the pain involved, and he definitely does not seem to see Willard also embarking on this bumpy road with no future.

"Roy, I can call you that."

Cleveland's voice was faint, with an inexplicable sadness.

"Do you know why Sentinel is regarded as the strongest combat force, whether it is the empire or the alliance, or even the star robbers who do all kinds of evil?"

Roy, who had been mentally prepared for a long time, of course would not use the reason that they are strong enough to go back to Cleveland. He calmly replied: "In addition to their outstanding physical fitness and strength, the Sentinels are firm-willed and accepted after awakening. Training, no matter how difficult the situation is, they will survive tenaciously and resolutely, it can be said to be the ultimate weapon that is invincible.”

Cleveland was quite satisfied with this answer. After slightly nodding his head, he looked away, and his eyes fell on the two cups placed on the dining table in the kitchen restaurant.The color of the cups is plain, and the exact same square pattern on the cups is not surprising, but the picture of two cups hanging upside down on the cup holder with their rims touching each other quietly is a bit inexplicable and ambiguous.

Cleveland said indifferently: "But such an invincible state machine has a fatal instability factor."

He turned his head to meet Roy's big dark eyes: "It's the guide."

"The guide is an unavoidable and irresistible regulator, and its influence on the sentinel is 200%. Because of this, the cultivation of the guide is more stringent, and the degree of strictness is almost several times that of the sentinel."

It's not just a few times, the kind of blunt correction and cutting of mental power can't be distinguished by multiples.Roy almost foresaw what the Lieutenant General would say next, it was nothing more than inappropriate, shouldn't, and impossible.

But Cleveland changed the subject: "If the sentinel is the sharp sword of national defense, then Willard is the sharpest and invincible one among them. But while he bears unlimited honor and great responsibility, he is also very unfortunate. Yes. He couldn’t find the scabbard that best matched him. The scabbard that could cover him when he was too sharp, guide him when he was wandering, and even protect him when he was in crisis, no one could do it. "

Seeing the boy's serious expression, Cleveland gave up his plan to continue talking.The lieutenant general felt a little regretful. Originally, he just wanted to remind the boy that the reality was far more cruel than imagined, but he seemed to be unable to hold back his words, probably because he was somewhat emotional.

He was about to get up to leave when he heard the voice of the black-haired boy reply forcefully: "I can."

Cleveland sat back on the sofa again, tilting his head and suspecting that he had misheard: "What did you say?"

Roy raised his head, looked at Cleveland with shining black eyes, and repeated, "I can be Willard's scabbard."

A chuckle rarely escaped from Mr. Zhongjiang's mouth. There was no sarcasm or contempt in the laughter, but it was full of helplessness and bewilderment.Cleveland has seen too many young people who have expressed their ambitions with passion, but this time he was really defeated by the self-confidence of young people who did not know where they came from.

"What are you going to do?" Cleveland couldn't help asking.

Roy pursed his lips and remained silent.

At this moment, the electronic sound of the door being opened sounded again.Willard hurriedly approached, saw Cleveland on the sofa, and said, "How did you come here? Let me find it easier!"

Later, he found that Cliff and Roy were sitting in front of the sofa facing each other, seemingly chatting.But Willard didn't have time to appreciate such a spectacle, and his time was running out. No matter what, he had to go to this mission himself.

Thus, Willard and Cleveland immediately entered the study and started the scheduled secret meeting.

Roy was still sitting on the sofa until the two came out 10 minutes later.

He huddled and sat on a corner of the sofa with his legs crossed. Willard didn't notice, and he said to Cleveland as he walked, "I'll leave you up on the special pass for Halsikan, Cliff. , don’t let uncle know.”

Before finishing speaking, Willard saw Roy getting up from the sofa and approaching gradually, as if he wanted to see off the guests with him.Willard immediately shut up, and sent Cleveland to the door with Roy.

"Lord Lieutenant General, I can do it." When Cleveland turned around, Roy reassured forcefully.

Cleveland just glanced at him, then at the inexplicable Willard, left a glance with some meaning behind him, and led the person away.

Willard wondered: "What can you do?"

Roy raised his head and asked, "Do you include me among the people who are going to perform missions in Khorsikan from the Special Intelligence Service?"

Willard watched him silently.

"I'm going." Roy insisted.

Willard's eyes were heavy, and he said for a while, "No."

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