desire reconciliation

Uriah's eyes were full of amusement: "Are you serious? I escaped from prison and you eloped with me?"

"No... I..." Lancelot wanted to argue, but Uriah had already started to fantasize.

"But if you think about it, if you elope, we will definitely be wanted by the empire's entire interstellar space after we drive Bei Mian and Nan Mian away. This kind of desperate life seems quite exciting."

Lancelot: "..."

Uriah raised his eyebrows: "Well, just wait for your word, and I'll go out now."

Lancelot looked at Uriah. Although his eyes were smiling, he didn't waver at all. He didn't expect Uriah to be serious.

But if Lancelot nodded and agreed now, Uriah might really take him away, and his identity as the prince of the empire would never be known.

It's not that Lancelot didn't think about telling Uriah his true identity directly. There was no good time to confess the matter, and the small concealment was infinitely magnified by the waste of time.

Can Uriah really abandon years of hard work, the glory of the Empire God of War and the Empire Marshal for him?

Lancelot faltered again.

He lowered his head, two words almost came out of his throat: "No."

He didn't want to see the end of the hero's curtain like this.

The top of his head was suddenly rubbed by a big hand, and it was Uriah's hand that protruded from the gap in the iron railing.

"I'm not kidding you, you shouldn't be the one to answer this question."

Uriah's tone was very gentle: "Looking at you like this, it's better to be my adjutant obediently, and wait for me, I will go out soon."

Lancelot hummed, and raised his head to meet his gaze. In the prison of Zongyuan Base, the light hit the back of the man opposite through the narrow window, and some of it passed through the hair and leaked from the shoulders and neck. The smile was calm and unwavering, like God comforting the believers.

The atmosphere was somewhat oppressive, and Lancelot told him about the news he had heard from Elvis.

Lancelot: "Let's go back to the main star tomorrow. You are wanted by the Tribunal. After you go back, you should be handed over to the Tribunal. I will help you as much as possible. You have to take care of yourself before I rescue you."

Uriah thought to himself that Lancelot had no power in the eyes of the outside world, and because he had just taken the position of marshal, there was no support from inside or outside, but he also had a plan of his own, not to sit still and let others slaughter him.

I thought so in my heart, but I still showed a look of accepting it, and rubbed the hand on his head again, "Okay, then I will wait for you to save me."

On the second day, Marshal Lancelot escorted Uriah back to the main star of the empire, and the fleet arrived at the military headquarters eight days later.

The former Marshal of the Empire is now a wanted criminal in the interstellar world. Even if there are soldiers around the fleet maintaining discipline, they still cannot resist the mighty power of the crowd.

There were noises, insults, and discussions one after another. Some people in the crowd held signs and wanted Uriah or the military to give an explanation, but there were more demonstrations and curses.

"A representative of the military department, please give a reasonable explanation!"

"Is illegal human experimentation true?"

"Uriah is ashamed to be the marshal of the empire!! We ask the court to give a fair and just solution!"

"Disband the military department early! The empire belongs to the royal family! The royal family is the orthodox ruler of the empire for thousands of years!"

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The Zerg War is about to break out, and Uriah should have been a warrior on the battlefield, fighting for the glory of the empire and all mankind.

When you return, it should be a triumphant battle song, surrounded by crowds, the sun in the world, and the faith of all living beings.

It was only that day that Lancelot knew what Uriah was accused of treason and against the common interests of all mankind.

The experiment conducted by the live experiment base discovered by Lancelot and Uriah in the dungeon three months ago was revealed. Under the guise of the Omega experiment, it was actually an experiment related to the mutation of the Zerg. The evidence listed was all They found it in the dungeon, but the notice stated that the research institute was Uriah's private property in the dungeon.

Illegal human experiments, illegal Zerg experiments, and even put the hat of Zerg mutation on Uriah's head.

No one questioned the authenticity of the news released by the final trial court. When authority can be measured by money, even human life can be traded as a commodity, let alone a person's reputation.

Uriah's identity is too special. The marshal of the empire who was born in the dungeon, the supreme commander who commanded mankind to win the Zerg war, and the person who climbed out of the mud and stood on the commanding heights, he has too many political labels.

Over the years, the contradictions between the ruling class and the masses, the solidification of classes, the contradictions between the upper class and the common people, the contradictions between the underground city and the ground, and even the royal family's obsession with research and development

The financial gap caused by Huo Wudu was once again put on the table, and it seemed that at this moment they all found a gap to vent their dissatisfaction.

No one cares about the truth of the matter, some are just blinded by falsehoods fabricated by intentional people, an irrational carnival controlled by invisible hands.

This anti-Japanese demonstration intensified because Uriah was arrested on charges of treason and violation of the common interests of mankind, and finally escalated into a demonstration to boycott the military and maintain imperial power.

As the new marshal, Lancelot has been very busy these days.

He had to deal with various forces and stabilize the morale of the army. The battle situation reported from the Zongyuan front was not optimistic. At the same time, he also needed to collect evidence that could reverse Uriah's charges.

That kind of busyness is the first time Lancelot has experienced in his life. The pressure of various things piled up on his body not only causes physical exhaustion, but also affects the brain and soul.

I don’t go back to the dormitory until early in the morning to sleep for a while, and I have to get up again before dawn to deal with various affairs.

The fundus of the eyes is bloodshot, and the bruises are becoming more and more serious day by day.

Fortune likes to play tricks on people so much, it will never let someone relax just because someone feels tired or suffers.

It can't do such things as sending charcoal in the snow, but it is common to pour a basin of cold water on people in the snow.

Lancelot was busy with various affairs day and night. Even with his high work efficiency, the things piled up in his hands would not decrease but increase. After a few days, the court finally issued a new announcement, which will be released in two days. Deliver the final judgment on Uriah.

After Uriah returned to the main star of the empire, he was escorted to the final court, where there was the strongest prison in the entire empire, and even Alpha, who went crazy because of the estrus, could not break through the walls there.

During this period, Lancelot wanted to visit Uriah or inquire about him, but failed in the end.

Today, however, he suddenly received a notice from the trial court. He didn't know what it meant, or whether Uriah really pleaded guilty or what decisive evidence the trial court had to bring down Uriah in one fell swoop.

The time given to him is really too little, and the only evidence in his hand is Uriah's policy of improving the military and the empire over the years.

Uriah's plan was not to drink poison to quench his thirst, but to take a long-term view and fundamentally resolve the conflicts accumulated by the empire over the years.

but

There is a very fatal problem here. The implementation of Uriah’s new policy cannot see excellent results in the past few years. After being deliberately guided by others, what the short-sighted masses will see is only increased taxes and no incentives. improve the paradox.

The deeper Lancelot investigated, not only did he find nothing beneficial to Uriah, but he even found a record of the connection between Uriah and the star thief.

He secretly scolded Uriah for how courageous he was, for letting other people check this kind of record, he deserved to be convicted of collaborating with the enemy, even though Lancelot knew that Uriah's connection with the Star Bandit was just some business in the dungeon , has absolutely nothing to do with treason, but he should always think of the hidden dangers of leaving such a record.

It is indeed true that the body is not afraid of the shadow being crooked, but if you really meet someone with ulterior motives, you can make trouble if nothing happens, let alone something that already has a shadow.

After Lancelot learned that the trial court would officially open two days later, he put down his work and rushed directly to the palace without having time to change his clothes.

As if waiting for him to come, Lancelot saw the person he wanted to see this time in the study.

The old emperor still looked majestic, playing with the ring on his finger, looking directly at the door, waiting for Lancelot's arrival.

The old emperor: "I've been waiting for you for several days. I thought you would come to me just after you came back. I didn't expect you to be so calm and come here now. How is it? That poor marshal in the military department is uncomfortable. Bar?"

Lancelot went straight to his desk: "What do you want to do?"

The tone of this sentence is clearly questioning. The last time he treated his father with such an attitude was when he broke up with the royal family, when he went to the military headquarters alone.

The old emperor smiled: "Don't be so impatient, come play chess with me and I'll tell you what I want to do."

After that, he got up and walked to the mahogany table where the chessboard was placed and sat down. He raised his hand and beckoned Lancelot to come too.

Lancelot didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd, and the pawns on the chessboard were the same as when he left last time: "You have already been generaled by me, how can you play?"

The old emperor: "Oh, look at me, I'm such an idiot, I forgot that you've already defeated me. That's it, let me answer your question. It just so happens that we, father and son, haven't chatted for a long time."

Lancelot didn't think that the old emperor was really confused, but he was able to combine hundreds of aristocratic families and tens of thousands of aristocratic members in various ways.

The identity information is so familiar that it is almost a person who can remember it with a photograph.

His eyes were narrowed, and a dangerous aura exuded from his body: "What do you have in exchange, just tell me, I don't have time to go around here with you now."

The old emperor: "You can't do this. Show all your cards to the other party from the beginning, so you can't take advantage of the negotiation."

Lancelot: "I'm not here to take advantage, I'm here to solve problems."

The old emperor smiled and said nothing, tapped the terminal in his hand a few times, the lights in the study dimmed, and a projection appeared on the north wall.

The content in the projection flashed a few times, and then gradually became clear.

It was shot from above a room obliquely. In the picture, there is a man kneeling on the ground with his hands tied behind his back, his head hanging on his chest, and his appearance cannot be seen clearly.

But soon Lancelot saw the overlapping wounds on the man's body through the gaps in the man's rotten clothes, and there were several old wounds that were about to heal under the bloody new wounds.

Lancelot remembered the old wounds he had seen when he administered medicine to Uriah on that barren planet.

Lancelot's pupils tightened for a moment, and the hands hanging on both sides of his body clenched into fists, the anger in his eyes could not be concealed.

The old emperor tapped his hand on the terminal twice again, and the projection disappeared immediately: "Don't worry, the Alpha Tribunal uses legal interrogation methods for this kind of trial."

Lancelot suppressed the anger in his heart. If he showed more than one subordinate's affection for his former boss, it would definitely become a new card in the hands of the old emperor.

Lancelot suppressed the strong feelings in his heart, and pretended to be indifferent: "What do you mean by showing me this?"

The old emperor didn't let go of any expression on his face: "It's not interesting, just to show you what your former boss is like now. Didn't you just say you wanted to ask me a question? I'll tell you what you want to ask."

Lancelot considered whether his words were true or false, and tentatively raised the first question: "Why did you ask the people in the research institute on the planet near Zongyuan to evacuate urgently?"

He asked this question very delicately. It seems that a question actually contains many meanings. If the old emperor answered the question, it means that the research institute on that planet is indeed the work of the royal family.

The old emperor could naturally hear the meaning behind what he said, and he didn't deny it in time, but responded generously:

"The research institute on that planet was indeed facilitated by me, but the ultimate purpose of the experiment is not to study the mutation of Zerg or to live forever with the help of energy stones. In fact, my research institute was built for you."

Lancelot: "For me?"

The old emperor was not in a hurry to explain to him, and said slowly, "You have been away from the palace for so many years, and you have made your own achievements in the military department, isn't it because you are an Omega and want the world to prove your ability? Omega will Because of the influence of Alpha pheromone, it has never been able to act as a decision maker in various industries, and it is impossible for Omega to inherit the throne when it comes to the royal family."

"I've also advised you that no matter how hard you try, you can do better than anyone else. If your gender doesn't change, the world will still see you wearing a pair of colored glasses. All these efforts are useless. I want to solve the problem fundamentally. If there is a problem, then you have to change your identity as an Omega."

Lancelot: "Can it be done without an Omega? Then why can't I make this first one?"

The old emperor's eyes sank a bit: "Because someone has already failed before you."

He continued: "Dick, you have also seen that materializing spiritual power can completely make Omega out of estrus, please be controlled by Alpha, no one will question the succession to the throne in this capacity."

Lancelot always felt that there was something wrong, but the logic behind it all made sense.

The old emperor: "The experiment of mental power materialization is also very simple. As long as you cooperate and lie down in a special device, you will not feel any pain, just like sleeping, you will be able to live forever and be free from Omega The shackles of the estrus period, become a real, independent 'person' with dignity and freedom."

Lancelot denied: "The 'freedom' you mentioned is not stolen freedom, not real freedom. You have not lost any prejudice against the Omega race for so many years, and now I know that it is in your eyes Omegas aren't even human."

The old emperor smiled when he heard his words: "I knew you wouldn't accept it so easily, you are really just like him." He said this very softly, as if he was talking to himself.

The old emperor: "It's okay if you don't want to accept it, let's exchange it. You cooperate with me in the experiment, and I will return Uriah's innocence."

Lancelot: "Why should I exchange with you?"

The old emperor: "Look at you turning your elbows out for others,

You're wearing women's clothes, you're beating my subordinates, you're going to save them even if you put yourself in danger, and you came to me so angrily, isn't it because of him? The old emperor smiled triumphantly, "There are only two days left, you should think about it, after all, trading with me should be your best choice now." "

Lancelot: "Why do you think I will save him? Don't you think this is a good opportunity? After overthrowing Uriah, I will be the Marshal of the Empire. No one knows that I am an Omega. I am an Omega in the army. I also took one step at a time to get to where I am today.”

The old emperor heard something strange today: "I really didn't think about it, but it doesn't seem unusual for you to be my son who can do such a thing. If you say that, your friendship with Uriah is also very important." Fake it? Now he is of no use to you, so it’s fine if I tell him you are my son. "

Lancelot was slightly shocked. What he said just now was just to deceive the old emperor about whether he had a plan, but he never thought of telling Uriah his true identity in this way.

"Have you already told him?" Lancelot clenched his hands behind his back into fists. His nails, which he had no time to trim during this time, pressed a few red marks on his palms.

The old emperor seemed to be indifferent, but in fact he had been observing Lancelot's every move: "Yes, I have already told him."

"Since our negotiation has not been negotiated, let's stop here today. The final judgment of the trial court will definitely not disappoint you in two days. Oh, yes, I have already greeted the people in the trial court. If you want to Go see your ex-boss anytime you want."

The old emperor sat in his seat: "I look forward to seeing you again."