desire reconciliation

Lancelot left the dormitory at the appointed time, and saw Uriah already waiting at the door.

The man in front of him was back to the way they were when they first met in the dungeon.The men's usual military uniform was replaced by a tan woolen vest and loose trousers, and a camel jacket was draped over the body.

His eyes converged on a rather funny pink rabbit held in his arm, which was a bit inconsistent.

Seeing Lancelot come out, he put out the cigarette in his mouth and looked up and down at the person in front of him.

Lancelot was cleanly dressed, with blond hair and his white shirt, looking like a pampered young master.

Going to the dungeon dressed like this, no wonder he was caught and taken to the auction.

Lancelot walked up to him and joked, "Isn't it good for the Marshal to take the lead in smoking in the non-smoking area?"

Uriah threw the cigarette butt into the mouth of the robot at the door, which is a special place for garbage collection. He chuckled and said, "It's not a violation if you don't see it."

Lancelot complained that when this man made the military regulations, he co-authored to leave a back door for himself.

Lancelot raised his chin: "The marshal brought a rabbit with him when he went to the dungeon?"

"Take it, you'll see what it's useful for later." Uriah threw the rabbit in his arms to him.

Lancelot followed Uriah with the rabbit in his arms, and the two entered the elevator.

The door of 2305 next to Uriah's dormitory on the other side slowly opened. Lieutenant Justu, who had cramps from too much training yesterday, stuck his head out with some difficulty. He couldn't help wondering why the new adjutant didn't I got to know Marshal Uriah so well in two days.

The elevator reached the top floor, where many private aircraft were parked.

Many people in the empire now use aircraft as a means of transportation, but only rich people can afford it.Although Lancelot is a prince, he has never been on a flying machine. He has never asked the royal family for money since he entered the military department. His poor salary is not enough for the daily maintenance of the flying machine, let alone buying a flying machine.

The aircraft looks small from the outside, but the space inside is not small.The console is densely packed with a bunch of colorful buttons, the display screen is divided into several pieces, and there is an operating chair in front of the console.

Lancelot had browsed the aircraft on the terminal, but he had never seen such a complicated control panel.

Uriah followed him into the aircraft, and saw Lancelot holding the pink rabbit in his arms, standing in front of the console with great interest, studying

.

"The appearance of the aircraft is changed to the military aircraft, and the landing site is in the dungeon." Uriah gave the command.

The voice prompt sounded, and it was a mechanical male voice: "Okay, we are about to set off for the dungeon."

With the sound of the engine, the aircraft started and ran very smoothly. Although Lancelot hadn't seen many aircraft, he could feel that the performance of the aircraft they were sitting on was at least above average.

Lancelot looked at the console: "Since it can drive automatically, why are there so many operation buttons?"

Uriah thought for a while: "Because it's not a flying machine, it's a mecha."

Lancelot felt familiar just now. He was influenced by his mother since he was a child, and he was very interested in mechas. He was also a mecha operator when he joined the military as a volunteer.

Lancelot: "As far as I know, there are only two mechas in the entire empire that can change their shape?"

One Southern Crown and one Northern Crown, jointly developed by the Empire and the Federation.

Uriah: "This is one of them."

Lancelot knew that the Northern Crown was now parked in the palace, so this one should be the rumored Southern Crown: "Shouldn't the Southern Crown be in the military machinery store?"

Uriah smiled: "Do you know the rumors about it?"

Lancelot has been fond of mechas since he was a child. He also completed the basic knowledge course of mechas in the military department with full marks. It was eroded by the corrosive liquid of the Zerg in the Zerg war years ago and cannot be restored, and the remains are still preserved in the military machinery library."

"Half right." Uriah's fingertips slid across the touch screen on the console, "I used the Southern Crown to give the Queen the final blow in the Zerg War, and the Southern Crown was indeed corroded by the corrosive liquid, but the core Part of it was picked up by a friend of mine who picks up space junk, and that guy has good skills and helped me restore it."

Lancelot thought for a while: "Then why not return it to the military?"

Uriah didn't answer him immediately, but asked another question: "Do you know that an S-class mecha can only establish a spiritual link with one person from the beginning to the end?"

"Knowing, this is a necessary condition for improving accuracy and continuous iteration."

Uriah: "Every man is innocent, but pregnant is guilty."

In this way, Lancelot also understands that even if the mecha is returned to the army, it is because the mental power has been bound.In fact, Uriah still has control over Nanmian, which will make the royal family feel that

The power in Uriah's hands is too great to threaten him.

Uriah was indeed wise to do so.

Lancelot: "So you came up with such a way to get rid of the golden cicada's shell."

Uriah nodded: "You seem to know mechs very well?"

"Well, I have liked mechs since I was a child." Lancelot hugged the pink rabbit tightly.

Uriah raised his eyebrows: "Then why don't you apply to join the mech department? Your grades are all good enough."

Lancelot didn't know how to answer him: "Of course I have my reasons for not applying." He turned against the customer, "But you, Marshal, tell me these things, are you afraid that I will betray you?"

Uriah was stunned for a moment and said, "Then I am willing to tell you that there is naturally my reason."

Soon the aircraft arrived at the dungeon, and Uriah got off the aircraft first. With one hand behind his back, he reached out to Lancelot who was still on the aircraft with the other, very gentlemanly.

Lancelot jumped off the aircraft directly holding the pink rabbit in his hand.

Uriah withdrew his hand angrily.

It was only when Lancelot got down that they realized that their aircraft had parked so blatantly on the most crowded main road in the dungeon.

"Is it okay for us to do things under the banner of the military department?"

Uriah put his hands in his pockets and motioned for Lancelot to follow: "Some foxes have to be frightened to show their tails."

Uriah is the first person in history who was born in a dungeon to sit on the position of marshal. There are supporters and opponents in the dungeon.

Walking on the streets of the dungeon, there are people who come to say hello, but most of them just detour when they see him.

Walking through a street, a stall owner on the side of the road greeted Uriah, and saw Lancelot behind him: "Hey! Kane, you still have someone with you!"

"Hi." Lancelot replied politely.

"Hi, hello, my name is Sals, and I have known Kane for many years." The stall owner said enthusiastically.

Salsa rolled his eyes at the two of them, and couldn't help but said: "My brother reminds you, just take a look at Kane, you must not fall in love with him, he already has someone in his heart, if you want to be handsome An Alpha who can still fight, my brother will introduce you."

Uriah snorted beside him: "This is my adjutant, please pay attention to your words."

Sars scratched his head as if suddenly realized: "Hahaha, so it's an adjutant, it's okay, but I want to be handsome

Alphas who know how to fight can still come to me~"

Uriah glanced at him: "Why do you think he must be Omega or Beta?"

"Fuck, is this little beauty Alpha?" Salth showed a horrified expression.

After Uriah made a fool of him, he left with a smile, and Lancelot followed him: "The marshal is really in a good mood."

"Why, don't you like being made fun of?" Uriah looked back at him.

Lancelot naturally wouldn't mind, if he would mind others recognizing him as Alpha, then he wouldn't pretend to be Beta and sneak into the military.

"No, I just didn't expect Marshal Uriah to have such a personality in private."

"Then what do you think I should be?" Uriah slowed down and walked side by side with him.

Lancelot thought about it for a while: "It's about the same as in the eyes of the public, a serious and well-behaved person."

"Then you may be disappointed."

"how?"

"Because I'm not what you think at all."

While talking, the two walked to the door of a clinic with a "Closed Business" sign hanging on it.

There are many private clinics in the underground city, many of them are unscrupulous clinics, conducting unknown transactions.But there are also some of the best famous doctors in the whole interstellar who sit here. After all, apart from the instability of law and order, everything else can be solved by money and violence, without the shackles of interstellar laws.

Seeing Uriah stop, Lancelot knew that this was the place. He was just about to say what to do when the store is closed, but Uriah pushed the door open without even knocking.

"Why don't you come in?" Uriah tugged on the door.

Lancelot pointed to the sign: "Isn't this place closed?"

"It's only after the sign is hung that someone comes in."

Lancelot thought that there was such a strange rule, and walked into the clinic.

The clinic looked like a normal clinic, which was a bit different from Lancelot's idea, except that there were no doctors or nurses to receive them.

Lancelot followed Uriah to the back room, and the space suddenly opened up.

The cabinets in this room are full of various rabbit models and toys.

Lancelot was so busy looking at the dazzling array of rabbits that he didn't notice that Uriah in front of him had already stopped.

to his back.

He rubbed his sore nose, looked at the rabbit doll in his hand, and already knew its purpose in his heart, and poked his head out from behind Uriah.

Uriah took the rabbit toy from him.

I saw a bed among the rabbits all over the ground, and the bed was covered by rabbits, as if I heard their movement, suddenly a person appeared from the pile of rabbits, and I saw him yawning and sleepy looking at them.

"Raphael, get up." Uriah threw the rabbit in his hand to the man on the bed.

The man named Raphael sat up slowly from the bed, with a look of sleepiness on his face, the rabbit slipped off him, and Lancelot realized that his upper body was not wearing clothes, and his complexion was pale, making him appear The black tattoo around the neck is more eye-catching.

Raphael touched the rabbit that was thrown over by someone, and it felt very good, and smiled: "Hey, Li Feng only sews rabbits for you and not for me. Really, tell me, what's the matter?" .”

Lancelot was listening and guessed that Li Feng was the author of that rabbit.

Uriah: "I want information about the underground city and the places related to the disappearance of Omega. There are also institutions involved in live experiments."

"Kane, you really think of me as an intelligence dealer." Rafael said with a smile, "I'm just an ordinary Beta doctor who catches a lot in a dungeon."

"I haven't seen a second Beta in the dungeon who can drive away so many Alpha men as Vincent." Uriah teased.

When Raphael heard Vincent's name, he was slightly stunned: "They asked for it themselves. My white soft-fur rabbit was sewn by the craftsman of the Beastman Kingdom. It took a year to line up the order. They got dirty just like that." He stroked the rabbit in his arms again, "I didn't kill them to save face for Vincent."

Uriah: "Know those bunny toys you love. We're in a hurry. Give me a quick word, can you help me?"

Raphael stretched his waist, and his tone was full of laziness: "You brought Li Feng's rare rabbit, so why don't you help me?"

After speaking, he got up and took a white coat from the hanger next to him, and while putting it on, he turned to Uriah and asked, "Where did you get such a cute Omega?"

"This is my adjutant."

Raphael said "Oh": "The military department has started accepting Omega now?"

Lancelot

I feel that I should not have revealed that I am an Omega, why can this person confirm his gender so much.

Uriah coughed lightly: "It's a long story."

Raphael seemed to think of something suddenly: "Hey? Then you found him..."

Before he finished speaking, the door of the inner room was suddenly opened, and a teenager poked his head out: "Raphael, the game you just gave me is not fun at all, I still want to play with your rabbit!"

"Dick, why are you here?" Raphael heard Lancelot surprised before he could speak.

Rafael raised his eyebrows: "What a coincidence, do you know each other?"

The boy named Dick looked at Lancelot and said excitedly, "Brother, why are you here?"

As he said that, he leaped forward and hugged Lancelot. The young man was not tall, and happened to touch Lancelot's chin. Judging from his build, he should be an Omega.

Although he was a boy, he had long hair, the same light blond hair as Lancelot's, which hung down to his waist, but his eyes were not Lancelot's light blue, but brown.

This man was exactly the younger brother Lancelot was looking for, and he found it just after arriving in the dungeon by accident.

"It's a good time to know each other. Please help me find out what's going on with this child."

Lancelot touched Dick's head and said patiently, "What's wrong with him?"

Dick murmured in his arms: "It's been a long time since you came back to see me..."

Raphael's lazy face rarely showed a strange look: "This child is very strange... It seems like a 3D projected image."

Both Lancelot and Uriah looked at the lively young man in front of them, and didn't see anything unusual. Lancelot could still feel Dick's body temperature when he touched Dick's hands, which was not a false image.

"He's an Omega, right?" Raphael confirmed to Lancelot.

Lancelot: "Yes."

Raphael: "He's an Omega but doesn't secrete pheromones."

A strange expression appeared on Raphael's face again: "Besides, sweat glands, tears and saliva won't be secreted, and...he was like a dead person when he fell asleep, he didn't even breathe .”