Year of God's Choice

After being transferred from the ship's medical trough to the big bed in the bedroom, Delanon was able to sit up and eat by himself.

All the wounds on his body had been healed in just two days, and even the incisions on his broken legs had healed, but the imprint of the empire logo could never be erased, rubbing his fingers on it, he could feel the ups and downs of the scar.

"Lord Delanon." Tai Tan called out while standing beside his bed, but he didn't know how to spark the topic. Delanon didn't speak for two whole days.

"Go back, there's no point in staying here anymore." Delanon, who was wearing a nightgown, finally spoke out.He lay down on his back decadently, his whole body sunk in the soft pillow and bedding, and turned his face to the other side, as if he didn't want to see anyone at all.

"Please rest in peace." Tai Tan put his hands on his chest and bowed to him, then left the bedroom.

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"I want to see Delanon." Kevin met Titan who had just left the bedroom at the door.

"No, my lord general doesn't want to see anyone now." Tai Tan was a full head taller than him, as if looking down.

"I don't care what he is up against! Anyway, I want to see him!" Kevin clenched his fists and looked into Tai Tan's eyes without fear.

Ordinary people probably don't even dare to look at someone at the level of a legion commander, right?

Dick on the side quickly smoothed things over and said, "The general is still recovering from his injuries and needs to be quiet."

"Then you go in." Tai Tan backed down instead—at such a time, it would be good if a Kevin came to enlighten someone inside.

"Master Titan?! The General's injury..." Dick cried out in surprise, but after being glanced at by the Titan, he was so frightened that he swallowed the rest of his words—that stupid Kevin, he didn't know about the General's injury yet. Injury!

Kevin pushed open the carved door and got in.

Delanon was lying on his back on the big bed, covered with a rose-patterned quilt, as if he was asleep.

"You're not asleep, are you?" Kevin said tentatively.

"Get out." Delanon squeezed out a word impatiently.

"I just came to see a guy who didn't listen to the advice and returned home." Kevin moved closer, "I heard that you were seriously injured, but luckily you survived."

"Get out as soon as you finish expressing your condolences." Delanon didn't even open his eyes.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, but your temper is becoming more and more annoying." Kevin unhappily opened the food box he brought, and brought out the still hot soup.

"It's made from ingredients found on the ship. You'd better drink it while it's hot."

"As far as the bad soup you made, even if you feed it to pigs, pigs won't eat it." Delanon, who was in a bad mood, spoke particularly badly.

"Is your sense of taste a pig? My soup is well-known throughout the district." Kevin twitched the corner of his mouth, and suddenly had the urge to strangle him.

Delanon opened his eyes, looked at the face similar to Luo Wen, and suddenly had the idea of ​​punching him down.

"Why are you staring at me viciously?" Luo Wen was taken aback by his murderous eyes.

"It's nothing." Delanon looked back, "Put down the soup, I'll drink it naturally later."

"Have you... found the brother you mentioned?" Kevin finally asked the question he wanted to ask.

"Ah."

"Then...has he agreed to live with you?"

"No, he left and was with a woman."

"Isn't that great? Your brother married a wife, and you can also get married in the future, marry a wife, live with them, and eventually form a big family or something." Kevin scratched his head.

"Marry your sister." Delanon replied directly.

"My sister will never marry you!"

"..."

When Kevin was finally sent away, Delanon got up from the bed and took a bowl from the soup pot beside the bed. What is the famous soup in the whole region?Is that guy Dick a taste idiot?Taste changed?

After just one bite, Delanon spat it all out.

Why?Why does the guy say the whole neighborhood likes to drink this crap? !Are they all pigs?Or is it my own problem?

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The dinner was delivered by Tai Tan himself, and Delanon's spirit really improved a lot. He set the special dining table on the bed, and Delanon suddenly said to him: "Titan, how about this soup?"

Delanon pointed to Kevin's soup on the table with ulterior motives.

"Yes, General." Tai Tan filled a bowl and drank it without hesitation.

"How does it taste?" Delano asked.

"It's hard to drink." Tai Tan's expression didn't change.