[Science Fiction Interstellar GL] Queen of Worms

When the Noren staggered back to d20, it happened to coincide with the annual registration time of the mercenary group.Although most mercenaries like to go to Pirate Bay to register, every side of d20 is still full of all kinds of spaceships.Of course - you are also a mercenary if you don't register, but you can accept the mission of the empire after registering.

Mercenaries never mind who takes over the mission of the empire, only how much money they pay.They only care if you buy them a drink, if you compete with them, if you want their heads, and other trivial things that don't matter.To be honest, you have to expect some sense of honor from these hyena-like people, which is almost as difficult as expecting them to have a kind heart: impossible.

No money, no forgiveness, most mercenaries are the opposite of us: as long as you have money, you can basically accept all tasks.Those mercenaries who do not take on tasks that violate the principles of human relations and nature are, after all, a minority.

It just so happened that Emperor Verdan knew such a mercenary group.Although Emperor Verdan claimed that she was very ordinary, unfortunately, she had a large "relationship" with this mercenary group.So on the way back, she had already planned to pay back a large part of the garbage after selling it.The junk consisted of mostly eaten parts of starships (including broken thrusters, machine guns, and a few valuable trinkets like amulets for poor souls who had nothing to look forward to), and a few beautiful tidbits. The larvae and rotting giant tissues that Ya casually took out.These can sell well on the black market.

Of course, those larvae contain wrong information, and it may be more troublesome to inspect the goods, but the organization of the rotten giant really cherishes the goods, and this can sell for a lot of money.

"This side is 40w, this side is 20w, and this side is 3.7k, ouch..."

Emperor Verdan rattled and calculated the price while sighing sadly.She glanced at the densely packed ships below, and waved weakly to her subordinates:

"Don't expect to go in now... Oh my God, there are still deliveries over there, what a fart. We are already doing us a favor by being able to stop the ship..."

"Boss, there is an empty seat, can I get in?"

But the subordinate on the other side suddenly raised his head and said.At this moment, Emperor Verdan just threw away the calculator irritably, and asked suspiciously after hearing it:

"Hey? Isn't there no place all the time? No matter, you drive in that direction first - let's go and have a look."

She lay on the small skylight of the cabin (a helpless move, the previous observation department was damaged by Ye Mengjiad several years ago, and it is still not repaired), squinted her eyes for two seconds, and then realized what it was .Emperor Verdan jumped out of the observation window and hurried back to the cockpit when he happened to see a line of characters flashing on his display window:

She swore she had never seen such a sad word in her life.

"Welcome to berth at A12-C seat of the mothership of the Imperial Flying Eagle Legion. I wish you a happy day."

Before he could react, Emperor Verdan kicked his subordinate's brains against the dashboard, making a thud.She gritted her teeth, hating iron and steel. In short, when she was fiercely picking up the subordinates with the magazine, the spaceship had already landed, making a teeth-piercing creaking sound.She knew that the warships of the empire came to monitor the mercenaries, but how could they open the hatch?She didn't care about this for now, thinking of how broken her spaceship could be, she blushed a little, then took out a leather jacket that she hadn't worn in 800 years from the back of the chair, and patted it vigorously.

She thought about it again, then tore off the red rubber band on her head, combed it randomly, and pretended that she was not so down and out.

But when she looked at the interior of her spaceship, she couldn't help tearing off some newspaper clippings, put them in her pocket, and kicked open the hatch.Back when the Nolen was a lovely young lady in a new leather coat 800 years ago, her hatches were always broken.So 500 years earlier, Emperor Verdan learned to kick open the hatch with precise force.A broken sensor is such a hassle, she thought.

When she lightly stepped on the gangway that got stuck half way out, the originally calm officer on the opposite side began to frown thoughtfully.She jumped off the gangway, unnaturally brushed aside her hair, and then looked around.

Different from d20, the interior cabin of the empire mothership is empty and huge, each ship has one cabin, equipped with gravity field and gravitational light, which allows you to slowly pour into the cabin.If there is no fixed seat on d20, the landing is just a disastrous forced landing.It's good to have money, Emperor Verdan once again felt that money is such a good thing for human beings.But she didn't care much about it, so she just shrugged and said:

"That one, yes, our family said you. ……………… Wait… you, no,"

While she was in a daze, the man waved his hand and told all the soldiers who wanted to go forward to go back.He himself quickly walked out of the observation port, stopped three meters in front of Emperor Verdan who was still staring blankly at him, and said expressionlessly:

"Yes, I am Elichelle."

"No no, I already knew this. But, why are you... you, you are..."

Emperor Verdan looked at his epaulettes, his voice gradually became weaker.The man who called himself Elixier was quite tall and strong, with black hair and blue eyes that are common to humans.He was wearing a dark blue military uniform that only senior military officers of the empire would wear, with a waist and legs, and medals.But what caught Emperor Verdan's attention even more was his epaulettes—a flying eagle, carrying sharp blades and guns on his shoulders, and the logo of the Flying Eagle Legion that has been passed down to this day is embroidered with gold stars.That's the mark of the Legion Commander.

He stared at Emperor Verdan with his emotionless eyes as before, and said coldly:

"Yes, I am Elichel Tellier, the head of the Flying Eagle Legion."

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In life... or in insect life, there will always be times when you feel like you are a complete idiot. Emperor Verdan thought that this truth should belong to this time.If you want to give a ranking, it is okay to say that it is the top 5.She was sitting in the reception room dejectedly at the moment, holding a special black tea in her hand, watching the man sit down with a large white steel thermos cup that seemed to be her own with a numb face, and then had no choice but to drink black tea...

The tea is delicious.Full-bodied and full of aroma, it is definitely a high-quality tea.

Seeing her taking two sips of tea and looking left and right, Elichel hesitated for a moment, and said:

"If you need, I can send you."

"……what?"

She was just looking where it would be faster to run.Although he felt a little embarrassed, Emperor Verdan thought for two seconds, before he could say the next sentence:

"Okay! Thank you."

Elichel stared at her deeply, his emerald green pupils reflected from under his broken hair had an indistinct churning emotion, a bit like a certain moment of the empress—Emperor Verdan couldn't help approaching her. Seconds, and then quickly turned his head away.In order to conceal the fact that she stared at the man's face for a while, she said urgently and quickly:

"Speaking of which, you, you are clearly the commander of the legion, why did you want to track me down for everything before...you even blocked me, did I offend you somewhere?"

"...When you are nervous, you won't use our family to call yourself."

"Please don't pay attention to our family's hobbies, so that our family will be very troubled? Hey, speaking of it, you have been following me all the time. Why? Condescend to tell our family!"

She was very interested, put her hands on the table, and approached Elichel who turned her head slightly.He continued to move his head back, but his brows were furrowed even more - this man's facial features had a subtle sense of coordination, Emperor Verdan thought so, and then sat back on his seat.She didn't want to bully people too much, after all, she was just a little mercenary.It would not be too good if the inferior habits of some mercenaries were brought out.

Elichel looked at her the same way.Since this person was sitting upright as if in a meeting, Emperor Verdan just wanted to raise his feet, so he could only put them away angrily.But in the end, he seemed to feel that the atmosphere was too embarrassing, so he said:

"Nothing. That's all."

......

"Ah...? Let's say, you shouldn't be—"

The past passed by like a white horse, Emperor Verdan was dumbfounded.From the very beginning, this person has been following him (using an ordinary spaceship), and has repeatedly disturbed him when delivering goods or inquiring about the wind, or attacked him, no matter how you think about it, it is not normal.Now she specially let herself in to sit and drink tea... She picked up the cup and took another sip, trying to calm down.The slightly colder tea has a different astringent flavor, and the aftertaste in the mouth is heavier.When she looked up again, she found that the other party was frozen in astonishment.

This was the first time that Emperor Verdan saw expressions other than frowning or expressionless painted on the face of this man named Elichel.

"No, what I want to ask you is, Mitchell... did he get on your boat?"

He seemed to calm down a little, and then asked helplessly.Mitchell doesn't remember if everyone has any impressions, anyway, Lian Verdandi thought about it for a while, and then remembered that he was the lieutenant of the Flying Eagle Legion whose brain was eaten by him.Feeling ashamed of his actions for a moment, Emperor Verdan also turned his head, and said perfunctorily:

"Yes. But I didn't promise him, and I didn't do it."

"……doing what?"

He asked so bluntly.Emperor Verdan blushed when he was asked, and when he continued to perfunctory, the other party jumped over the coffee table and grabbed him hard on the sofa——

"doing what??"

Are the man's hands in shackles?

Emperor Verdan was tightly grasped on the sofa, trying to break free a little.But that strength is indeed not something that girls can break free, no, it is impossible for humans... She was surprised by this strength.Emperor Verdan was pressed in his arms, and could only respond with tears in his eyes:

"What are you doing!...It hurts..."

Elichel took a deep look at her, and finally relaxed a little, but he didn't seem to want to repeat the question, and just watched Verdandi's expression with those darkened eyes.When is this guy going to see it again?It seems that I can only pretend to be stupid...?Verdante thought about this, made up his mind, and then continued to squeeze out tears——

"Even if you want to do that kind of thing...you can do it here! Whatever you want..."

She turned her head away, a pair of beautiful and coquettish eyes were filled with tears, and her little face was flushed.Her voice became smaller and smaller, and then she closed her eyes, only her chest throbbed violently, as if she wanted to hold back her tears.What surprised her was the other's reaction: Elichel let go of her immediately, as if she was some kind of hot pot.She half-closed her eyes, still sobbing.

"I didn't mean that!"

At the same time he almost roared, Emperor Verdan also screamed in fright.She huddled in the sofa as much as possible, her half-length orange hair was hanging loose, looking pitiful.Elichel sighed, then sat down weakly.

He tried to stay calm, but his ears were red. ……What?Could this guy...

Emperor Verdan suddenly became confident:

"But—is it really possible?...just because you are cute!"

She smiled slightly and lifted up her short skirt.But Elichel quickly and resolutely stopped her habitual teasing. He took off his coat, wrapped Emperor Verdan in his arms, and walked out of the room.Emperor Verdan laughed wildly, she twisted twice restlessly, and winked at him: but only received a throw from Elichel.

"It hurts! Our family is a girl! You are just throwing our family's body like this!"

Emperor Verdan cried out in pain after being thrown on the ground.When she stood up indignantly, she suddenly found that this was the berthing cabin of Noren. ...So this person is going to throw her away?She was about to make a protest, and to make an inch of it, when Elichelle said:

"Give me back my clothes."

In order to wrap Emperor Verdant's underdressed body, he threw the coat out together.Now Elichel is wearing only a white shirt.If that's the case, don't throw it out casually... Really.Emperor Verdan curled his lips, and then asked solemnly:

"why?"

"That's my thing."

As if annoyed that Emperor Verdan could still ask such an idiotic question, Elichel said again in a deep voice.He estimated in his heart that when he was about to go up to grab it, he saw Emperor Verdan kiss his gloves—what the hell, he thought.

Then, snap.

After being slapped on the face by the glove with the bright orange lip print, he held the glove in a daze, but what he saw was the picture of Emperor Verdan closing the cabin door fiercely, and the tattered piece taking off.It was indeed the glove that the guy threw down after he kissed it, and it literally hit him on the face.He couldn't help but exhaled angrily, and then looked at the starry sky with complicated eyes.While standing still with white gloves on, the door on the side slowly opened.

He quickly stuffed the gloves into his arms—but the other party had already seen it.She couldn't help but sighed slightly at her brother's behavior, but didn't say much.Love Cheryl, also known as the elder sister in the double star, walked slowly to the side of the younger brother, and together with him looked at the direction that the dilapidated spaceship that could hardly be called a spaceship was leaving.There are only hard and cold walls around, and an empty and distant berthing cabin, and the sound is quickly annihilated.

she says:

"You are playing with fire."

.........

"But you love addiction the most."

Cheryl continued.These words also easily disappeared in the cold and silent space.The two then fell into a deathly silence, so they looked at the sea of ​​stars together.The deep blue sea of ​​stars is dyed a romantic orange-red color as it gradually turns to the stars, just like an oil canvas that has been painted with some other color.In the dots of orange shimmer reflected by the slowly closing shell, Elichel took out the gloves and whispered something.

His profile is like a boulder in a distant plateau, with red and orange edges, like a portrait.Together with that moment, this scene will forever remain in Acheryl's eyes.She lowered her head and smiled softly.