desire reconciliation

At this moment, Lancelot was driving the aircraft to the palace at full speed.

It was already the second day after he came back from the dungeon, and he was supposed to bring Uriah back with drums and gongs, but at this moment Lancelot only had anger and anxiety in his heart.

In the past two days, a few ignorant people have indeed come to the military headquarters to make trouble. Without exception, Lancelot either used mechas or used his impeccable logic to convince people.

When he left the trial court three days ago, he saved a lot of people who had been lent to him by Justu and put them in the team escorting Uriah. The news sent back in a few days indicated that Uriah was on trial. There are no problems in the dungeon of the court.

Lancelot was restless when he woke up in the morning, and accidentally broke the glass.

As a result, Lancelot had lunch at noon today, and while he was looking at the documents in the Marshal's office, he suddenly received a communication saying that the people he arranged had only now discovered that Uriah in the trial court had been dropped.

In other words, they have followed the wrong person since three days ago, and Uriah is not in the dungeon of the Tribunal, but somewhere else.Even though Lancelot had no doubts about Uriah's strength, he was still a little uneasy.

Lancelot didn't need to ask for instructions to enter and exit the palace. He went straight to the research institute underground of the palace. There was no obstacle along the way until a row of soldiers blocked the entrance of the research institute.

Different from the uniform black dress of the military headquarters, the soldiers of the royal family are all dressed in white, and the buttons of the shoulder emblems are all silver.

Lancelot didn't care about anything, he raised his foot and was about to go in, but was stopped by a few people at the door.

"His Royal Highness, you are not allowed to enter here without permission," said the white-clothed soldier.

"Uriah is here." Lancelot gave him a cold look.

The soldier remained unmoved even in the face of the imperial prince. As far as Lancelot knew about the poor royal army, this kind of well-trained people were probably here.

Lancelot was patient: "How can I be let in?"

"No matter what, you can't be let in. This is an order from your father himself." The white-clothed soldier kept his eyes fixed and spoke forcefully.

There was killing intent in Lancelot's eyes, he unbuttoned his wrist, and tugged at his collar: "Courtesy first, soldier on, I've asked all the questions I should ask, let's do it right away, you guys go together, hurry up and finish me off."

go in. "

Lancelot didn't dare to release his mental power at the entrance of the research institute. No matter how strong the walls of the research institute were, he couldn't ensure that his mental power wouldn't penetrate inside and disrupt the machine's operation. If Uriah was affected inside, then It's too late to regret it.

After Lancelot finished speaking, no one dared to do anything, so he went straight to the gate of the laboratory. Sure enough, a few soldiers who were close to him stepped forward and blocked the door firmly.

Raising hand, punching, turning sideways, throwing over the shoulder, a set of movements is smooth and flowing, just like a play that has been rehearsed thousands of times. Fill.

It was said that it was a fight, but it was just Lancelot hitting people unilaterally. These royal soldiers were so weak that they didn't need Lancelot to get serious.

Lancelot: "Is the level of the Royal Guard already this bad?"

The orders received by those soldiers in white were only to prevent Lancelot from entering the research institute, and they had no right to harm the crown prince of the empire.Even if there were a few reckless young soldiers who didn't understand the rules behind this and wanted to attack Lancelot, they were quickly thrown to the ground.

Lancelot continued to taunt: "When I was a child, I asked you to come out to practice, and you are not so weak?"

It's not that the Royal Guard has become weaker, but that Lancelot has grown too much in the military over the past few years.

Soon those white-clothed soldiers fell down, and those who didn't fell were leaning on the wall, and there were not many people standing. Just as Lancelot heard the movement behind him and was about to turn around, he was pushed against a hard wall behind him. Metal.

"do not move."

Lancelot didn't expect that some of these soldiers were equipped with weapons, and he could only slowly raise his hands when he was pointed at with a gun.

"We are only following orders, and hope His Highness the Crown Prince will not embarrass us."

Lancelot: "I didn't make things difficult for you, you got in my way."

"This is up to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, so I will wrong you to go back."

As soon as the words fell, the barrel of the gun behind Lancelot poked to the right, signaling him to return from the passage he came from just now.

Lancelot walked back according to the man's intention, the barrel of the gun on his back was always there.

After walking a few meters, Lancelot felt the gun barrel slowly moving backwards. He saw the timing and controlled the mental power within a very precise range. A little bit of force.

With □□

It fell to the ground and made a clanging sound, and Lancelot also turned around in this instant and subdued the people behind him to the ground.

Seeing that their leader was subdued, those white-clothed soldiers didn't dare to come up to help.

Lancelot won a big victory, and was just about to lift his foot to kick open the gate of the research institute, but the door opened by itself, and the old emperor was standing at the gate and looking out.

He looked at the mess on the ground, smiled and patted Lancelot on the shoulder: "I haven't seen you for a while, and you made such a big noise again, knowing that our guards have few people, and they disabled so many of my soldiers .”

Lancelot didn't give him a good face either: "It's not disabled, just rest for two days at most."

"Where is Uriah?" Seeing that he was silent, Lancelot asked bluntly.

The old emperor gave way to the side, leaving room for Lancelot to come in: "Why do you ask your little lover as soon as you come? Why don't you ask me how my new research project is?"

The Royal Research Institute has been greatly expanded in recent years because of the old emperor's human immortality plan, and the number of laboratories is many times greater than when Lancelot left the royal family.

"I asked you where he is?" Lancelot's eyes were cold, and he didn't answer his words.

The old emperor waved his hand, signaling him to follow, and he said as he walked: "I need to explain in advance that you should not be too excited when you see Uriah, and you should not get close to him, let alone open the door of the monitoring room. "

When Lancelot heard this, the uneasiness in his heart intensified, and the gloom in his eyes deepened.

They stopped in front of a slightly larger white door, and with a "beep", the mechanical door slowly opened.Lancelot saw Uriah at a glance.

That anxiety turned into anger, anxiety, and even resentment.

Uriah's appearance became even somewhat unrecognizable to him.

He was inside a giant glass cover, all the muscles in his body were in a tense state, his muscles were throbbing, his veins were exposed, and only a pair of trousers that were stretched by his muscles were left in a dilapidated state, his eyes were bloodshot, and there were many spots all over his body. With bruises and wounds, blood oozing from the corner of the mouth, and messy hair, he was struggling to hammer the glass cover at this time, like a beast that had completely lost its humanity.

Blood dripped from Lancelot's lower lip, which was bitten by his teeth.

"What did you do to him?" Lancelot's eyes showed only ferocity and anger, and they were obviously gentle and beautiful eyes that were always praised by others.

老皇

Emperor: "I told you in advance not to get excited, but I didn't do anything to him."

"Without doing anything, he will be like this?" Lancelot said and took a few steps forward.

The researchers on the side felt the low air pressure around them from the moment the two entered the door. Seeing that the situation here was not good, they quickly stepped forward to block the old emperor.

"What your Majesty said is not wrong. We are also surprised that Mr. Uriah is in this state. After three consecutive inspections, we can't find the problem."

"Get out of the way." Lancelot coldly glanced at the researcher who was half his head shorter than himself and stood in front of the old emperor. She looked young, wearing a long white coat and a pair of black-rimmed glasses On the bridge of the nose, a high ponytail is tied behind the head.

The little girl trembled in fright at his words, but she still didn't take half a step away.

"We have kept all the experimental data of the past few days, and the monitoring can be retrieved. I can swear in the name of the Supreme Academy of the Empire that we have not conducted any experiments on Mr. Uriah that are contrary to humanitarianism!"

While the researcher in front of him was speaking, Uriah, who was in the glass cover on the other side, slammed his fist into the glass wall, making several loud noises.

Lancelot didn't want to do anything to women: "Then why is Uriah here, not in the dungeon of the Tribunal? If he was in the Tribunal or on the way here, you are absolutely in control Can't live with him."

He glanced at Uriah: "The device you used to trap him is for the Zerg, I guess it's the only device that can trap him."

Lancelot's eyes met the researcher who confronted him just now: "So there is only one possibility, that Uriah became what he is now after coming here." He pressed on step by step, His eyes were like sharp knives piercing the fake shell, "Am I right?"

The old emperor thought that Lancelot would lose his mind after seeing Uriah go crazy, so when several researchers stood in front of him just now, he did not stop him out of self-preservation.

But now it seems that even if this is the case, Lancelot can still refute in detail, and reason still prevails.

He dismissed several researchers, only the old emperor, Lancelot and Uriah in the glass cover were in the huge laboratory.

"I confess that it was indeed at first my order that Uriah be brought to

I'm here because I want to discuss something with him.But he didn't expect that not long after the conversation, all the indicators suddenly became disordered and went crazy, smashed three laboratories, and finally sent two mechas to subdue him and lock him here. "

"What did you tell him?"

The old emperor was taken aback, recalled for a moment and replied: "In the beginning, there was something about the changes in Zongyuan, and there were also questions about the military and the royal family... In the end, he asked about your childhood, and I mentioned it to him a little bit. After a few words, it seemed that something was wrong with him at that time..."

Lancelot walked to the glass cover, put his hand on it, and tapped the glass wall a few times with the other hand.

With just a few slight knocks, the people inside seemed to regain their senses for a moment, and glanced this way.

Lancelot thought that his appearance might be useful, but unexpectedly, Uriah in the glass cover suddenly raised his head and roared. Even though the glass wall has the effect of blocking sound, the sound was transmitted through the wall to the two people outside. In the ears, it was sad and miserable, as if he was experiencing something extremely painful.

Lancelot's heart also ached slightly following the roar, and a sense of powerlessness suddenly surged in his heart at the moment he met Uriah's gaze.

It was like that night five years ago, when he woke up from the pain of gender differentiation and learned that he had differentiated into an Omega, he sat blankly in front of the window and watched the moon in the sky being covered by clouds and reappearing .

After the sun in Lancelot's heart set that day, it seemed that it never rose again.

The young man who should have been aloof and carefree for many years has been incognito for many years, and he has worked thousands of times more than others to make up for the gap brought about by gender.

Sweating, bleeding, muscles that shouldn't be in an Omega's body get pulled again and again, and after healing, they will be stronger than before.

He has always been happy.

There has never been a single complaint, and there has been no reconciliation.

He has always believed that what he did was right, sticking to his beliefs like a believer believes in the gods, doing everything well, step by step, overcoming the estrus time after time, and passing every military department In the assessment, he did not rely on the royal family at all to achieve today's achievements.

But now he wavered.

It was a sense of helplessness, a sense of powerlessness.

He thought of a lot of things at that moment, and he found that his hard work over the years seemed worthless when he

When there is something he wants to protect and guard, the achievements he is proud of cannot give him the slightest shelter.

So he began to doubt his original intention and the meaning of these things he had done.

He always likes to compare his life to an exam. Before that, he had always been a top student who galloped through the exam room and swiped his pen freely. Now, it seems that the proctor discovered his bug and upgraded the difficulty of the exam questions. The next generation of heirs of the empire split into Omega, and Lancelot, who was pushed to the altar, fell into the abyss.

He will not choose to give up just because the environment in the abyss is too dark.So he regards the days of bitterness and suffering since then as a proof question spanning five years.

He is constantly making hypotheses, discovering clues, deriving processes, and drawing conclusions.

True, false.

Unprovable, unfalsifiable.

This protracted tug-of-war is about to be settled to prove the results.

At this moment, he found that it seemed that he had chosen the wrong premise and misjudged the cause and effect of this proof question from the very beginning.

That was the first time he felt frustrated. What "Lancelot" or "knight with a sword" couldn't even protect what he wanted to protect. His achievements over the years were still incomparable. The so-called "innate".

He seemed to understand what Vincent meant by "truth," even though he didn't want to admit it at all.

He stood blankly in front of the glass wall for a long time, until the crazy "beast" inside became quiet.

He stood on the high platform, the light in the glass cover shone from behind him, condescending, and said to the middle-aged man expressionlessly: "What does the experiment need me to do."