Special Class A Prince [Interstellar]

The atmosphere inside the Space Battleship Lionheart is very solemn, all because of a cat.

This cat has an elegant body, black body, and only four paws with a little white. It is squatting in the most dignified posture on the round floating platform specially prepared for it next to the command seat, staring at the lion's heart perfectly. The captain of the ship, who is also the third prince of the Balker Galaxy Empire and the commander of the First Fleet——

His Excellency Lester von Balck.

His Excellency Leicester, who was being closely watched, raised his long legs and clasped his hands in front of his body. The mere presence of such a fierce beauty...brought an inexplicable sense of oppression to those who looked directly at him.

Not to mention the brilliant blond hair and the beautiful eyes like malachite——

It is like a certificate of the purest blood of the royal family of the Balk Empire.

But at this moment, he turned his head slightly, avoiding the sight of a cat.

Why is there a cat on the battleship?

Because this cat is not an ordinary cat, but an A+-level artificial intelligence comparable to the deep red brain of the Universe Federation and the deep blue brain of the Empire.

Created by Leicester's mother, the rare "genius artificial intelligence engineer" Mrs. Belle, who continued to take care of her son after she died of illness, the nanny of His Royal Highness, Meow - this name can only be called by the Prince. , others can only call it Your Excellency Meow.

The silent confrontation between these two made all the starship staff around them dare not even breathe.

After staring at Leicester for 5 minutes, Your Excellency Meow finally spoke.

"Lester, do you know you should get married?"

His Royal Highness bowed his head to browse the route information of Lionheart.

"The average life expectancy of the royal family of the Balk Empire is 147.5 years old, and the most suitable age for marriage is 27.9 years old. You are already 27 years old this year, and you will pass the marriageable age soon, do you know?"

After reading all the data that needed attention, His Royal Highness turned on the interstellar news channel.

"At the beginning when your mother handed you over to me, she hoped that you would grow up safely, get married happily and live happily ever after—but I couldn't even let you get married before the marriageable age. I am ashamed of your mother and Balk All the people in the empire who expect you to get married—By the way, 87% of the people voted to expect you to get married, and the remaining 13% either wanted to marry you or wanted to marry you. Let's talk about a relationship..."

It doesn't matter if Lester ignores it, it can go on and on.

"Meow, as I said before, it's not that I don't plan to get married, it's that I don't have a marriage partner—and no one wants to be my marriage partner."

——Liar, people who want to be princes, husbands and concubines can already circle their home planet thirty times holding hands!

The surrounding starship members shouted loudly in their hearts at the same time!

His Royal Highness has a face that is disastrous to the country and the people, the kind that idol stars don't want to be on TV with him at the same time!

Not only that, His Royal Highness graduated from the Imperial Military Academy with the best grades at a young age, and achieved outstanding military exploits in a short period of time, becoming the youngest major general in the Empire!

The captain of the Lionheart and the commander-in-chief of the First Fleet are impeccable in character, ability and appearance!

A stream of data flashed through the malachite-like eyes of His Excellency Meow, who were exactly the same as Lester's, and his voice was subtly raised a few degrees.

"Lester, do you mean that as long as you have a suitable marriage partner, you will get married?"

"of course."

"very good."

The black cat jumped off the floating platform contentedly, and walked a few steps gracefully.

A bad feeling rose in His Royal Highness's heart.

"Your Highness, we have received a superluminal communication! From... from the Galactic Federation!"

Lestat immediately glared at his cat.

The black cat flicked its tail, although it had a cat face but forced a fox-like smile.

"I asked Deep Red and Deep Blue to help you find suitable marriage partners in the Federation and the Empire, and there is actually a person who matches you [-]%! It's just that this person has a little problem, but this problem is completely different from your marriageable age. problem, so I sent a marriage proposal to the Federation in your name."

"...What's the problem with that little problem?"

"He is a special class A war criminal."

The starship was instantly filled with the sound of spraying water and coughing.

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It was a very neat black-haired oriental man. Although he was sitting in a small cell, the prison clothes on his body were not messy in the slightest, as smooth as the most luxurious dress.

His face is also handsome enough, with well-distributed facial features on the sharp-edged face, full of tension and an indescribable masculine charm, especially when he is stared directly at by those cobalt blue eyes that are obviously of mixed race Sometimes, it will make people feel as if they have fallen into the endless sea of ​​stars.

The man stared at his elegant and slender fingers, silently counting his heartbeats, one after another, the rhythm was steady and not chaotic at all.

390 eight, 390 nine, 1... His deep cobalt blue eyes moved—sixty times a minute, 24 times an hour, [-] times The hour was [-] beats—another day passed.

The calendar in his mind turned a page.

Then he counted from the beginning without hesitation, without even the slightest hesitation.

This is a man who is absolutely confident in himself.

This is the only A-level prison "cage" in the Interstellar Alliance. It is located inside the black nebula full of miniature black holes and cosmic debris. It is completely operated and managed by intelligent robots. The intelligent brains of the Star Alliance are independently networked and monitored. Even the top hackers in the universe cannot easily shake this data network.

All the criminals above Grade A were held in this cage, and each of them entered into an independent prison, and they were regularly injected with nutrients every day to ensure the nutrition needed for survival.Prisoners here are forbidden to communicate or contact the outside world. There is not even a clock here, and they can't feel the change of time at all.

Except for being able to move a little bit, the prisoners were no different from bugs sealed in amber, and even the living space was exactly the same narrow.

But today there is an exception.

When the man counted to [-], a guard robot suddenly floated out of his "room".

"Prisoner sa0901, Li Fei, you have a meeting request from the Balk Empire. The meeting request has been approved. Please go to the meeting room immediately."

Li Fei's blue eyes flickered suddenly.

"Yes..." His voice was a little hoarse because he hadn't spoken for a long time, so he coughed twice stiffly, "Meeting request?"

"Yes, Mr. Li Fei." The old-fashioned voice was replaced, and now facing Li Fei is the Federal Intellectual Brain Crimson who has taken over the intelligent robot. The mechanically simulated female voice has an elegance that is not like artificial intelligence. "The correspondent is His Excellency Lester von Balck, the third prince of the Balker Galaxy Empire. This request has been approved by the Galactic Federation. Please go to the reception room quickly."

Li Fei slowly stood up from the small cell. When he took the first step, his movements were a bit unnatural due to curling up for a long time, but by the second step, he was no different from ordinary people.

He walked slowly behind the guard robot to the meeting room—it was said to be a meeting room, but it was just a blank room with a superluminal communication device.

The man on the screen has blond hair shining brightly, and malachite-like eyes are sizing him up.

Lester von Balck, the Jagged God of War of the universe empire Balk, the Lion Prince, the commander of the Empire's First Fleet, the unborn military genius, and the undoubted strongman.

That delicate face, as if made by a god, can make everyone in the universe crazy for him!

Those who love him are for the beauty of that face, and those who hate him are for the power represented by that face!

——But at this moment, Li Fei saw this face with an indescribable subtle sense of grievance.

"Li Fei?" The image in the screen, who was too beautiful to be like a real person, spoke immediately when he saw Li Fei. sharp.

Although there was a question mark in Leicester's words, it was not an inquiry—because following those words came a scrutiny that spanned tens of thousands of light-years, and even through a virtual image, people could feel that they were weighed by that gaze.

Li Fei narrowed his eyes in displeasure—he suddenly showed an extremely nasty smile, like a marionette pulling his rope.

"His Royal Highness, I have been imprisoned for 397 days, that is, one year, one month and one day, so it is now 1472:6 am on June 12, 6 in the universal calendar, excluding the time I walked here from the cell. 12 minutes, you've wasted 7 minutes of your time—”

Li Fei finally raised his head. Even when he was walking and listening, the heartbeat timing in his heart never stopped. Those cobalt blue eyes, as if the starry sky had fallen into the ocean, looked straight at Lester von Balck.

"Are you going to waste any more?"

Contact a prisoner of war?When did the prince of the empire have such free time?

If you have any tricks, use them.

If you have any purpose, tell it.

If you don't move forward, then he will move forward by himself and dig out those things one by one!

Lester glanced at the time at the bottom of the screen. When the man's voice fell, the number on the minute part had just jumped to 12.

His Royal Highness raised his eyebrows.

Something boiled in his mind, as if he was being stared at by a large ferocious beast... The heart beat, the blood accelerated... Could this be the feeling of a heartbeat?

——Is it true that Meow's so-called [-]% match?

Lester is a little nervous... When he is nervous, he tends to enter the "war weapon state", immediately becomes expressionless, and his eyes are as cold as ice.

He raised his chin and looked sideways at Li Fei in the way he always faced his subordinates.

"The deep blue brain of the Balk Empire and the deep red brain of the Galactic Federation judged that you and I are the best match. You will be extradited to Vanessa A to marry me as the husband of the third prince of Balk."

Having changed various identities, experienced various strange incidents, and even become a special A-class war criminal now—Li Fei never thought that one day he would be informed by a man in a businesslike tone—you will marry me .

That's not even a request, it's an order.

--Ah.

The beast in Li Fei's heart lowered his head and licked his paws, with a cold arc on his lips.