desire reconciliation

After dragging the two stunned staff members to the corner, the two continued to go deeper.

Uriah stopped suddenly in the middle of the walk, and Lancelot turned his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Uriah looked around: "I think there seems to be a problem here."

After Uriah said this, Lancelot also noticed something strange. The Omega they saw along the way seemed a little listless.

Uriah looked up at the ceiling slightly, as if looking for something: "And the temperature here is also different from when we first came down."

"Their physical signs are also changing." Lancelot walked to the side of the private room where Omega was kept and observed the data.

Uriah looked at the data on several display screens in a row, and frowned: "That's not right."

"What did you see?"

Uriah: "These Omegas are going to be in heat."

Lancelot's expression froze when he heard the words, and he quickly walked to the next room to check the values ​​of the other Omegas. In fact, during the interval between their conversations, some Omegas had already started to show symptoms of estrus.

"I'm going to find the operation room." Lancelot said, "The base where the live Omega experiment is conducted will definitely have a potion to prevent the Omega from running wild during the estrus period."

Uriah: "You still understand this?"

"I read in the book that it is a more effective tranquilizer than inhibitors." Lancelot would not say that he had the idea of ​​taking this drug when he wanted to hide his gender and enter the military after his gender differentiation.

He guessed that in the central operating room there would be a procedure to initiate the administration of the drug.

Uriah followed him one step behind, walking very fast, except for the footsteps of the two, he could faintly hear the Omega's sex coming from the private room.

Lancelot wanted to call out the internal structure of the base that Raphael had sent them earlier, but he didn't expect that the terminal had no signal.

He stopped, and suddenly realized something: "Do you think we haven't seen any other staff since we got to this floor?"

Uriah also stopped, and Lancelot looked at him, feeling that something was wrong with Uriah.

"Marshal, are you all right?" he asked.

Uriah rubbed the space between his eyebrows: "It's not very good, the air here seems to have a problem too."

Lancelot didn't seem to feel anything other than a little hot, so he stepped forward and asked

: "How do you feel now?"

"I'm a little tired, and I feel like my mental strength has returned to my infancy." Uriah's expression was not very good.

"It's a good metaphor."

Uriah smiled and did not answer him.

Lancelot also faintly felt that something was wrong: "Let's go back."

Uriah was a little reconciled, but his own situation was indeed not optimistic. Even if he could continue to go down, if something went wrong, he might be the one holding back.

But things didn't develop in the direction they expected. When they returned to the steps they descended earlier, what awaited them was a door that couldn't be opened.

The door was still open when they came down, but now it was closed tightly.Even the staff they had dragged into the corner had disappeared.

The door was made of special metal, and it couldn't be opened by strength alone. Lancelot tried to swipe the door with his work card a few times, but there was no response.

Uriah stood leaning on the wall, with his head down, unable to see his expression clearly.

"The door won't open."

Seeing him walking towards her, Uriah looked up at him and covered her mouth with her palm: "Don't get too close to me."

Lancelot froze on the spot, he saw a trace of panic in Uriah's drooping broken hair.

Uriah took another two steps back, but his eyes were still fixed on Lancelot.

Lancelot smelled the sudden cedar pheromone in the air.

Uriah took a few steps back, his gait was a little staggering, he simply turned his back to Lancelot.

Lancelot speculated that Uriah should have been affected by some substance. It might be because too many Omegas were in heat at the same time, and it was more likely that it was some invisible substance permeating the space that induced these Omegas to go into heat together.

But whichever it is, it cannot be that Uriah is the only one affected and he is not.

Lancelot was thinking, he could hear Uriah's heavy breathing not far away.

Things aren't going well for Uriah, and he's enduring it.

"Marshal Uriah, do you need my pheromone?" Lancelot thought that maybe his body was immune to that substance, and if so, his pheromone might relieve Uriah's symptoms , he asked.

Uriah's panting paused for a moment, and he still turned his back to Lancelot: "Do you know what you're talking about?"

"Maybe my pheromones will make you feel better."

Uriah turned around and approached him slowly, the dicks in his eyes were burning violently.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll mark you here?"

Lancelot looked at him and swallowed subconsciously: "You wouldn't do that."

As Uriah approached, the distance between the two was running out.

"I'm not a good person." Uriah chuckled suddenly, then turned around and returned to the original position, and the distance between the two opened again, "You release the pheromone."

Lancelot really thought for a moment that Uriah would make a move. Maybe if Uriah didn't speak for two more seconds, he would run away.

Lancelot gave a hasty "hmm" before releasing the rosemary-scented pheromone.

Uriah lowered his head and still couldn't see his expression clearly. I don't know if it was his illusion. Lancelot felt that Uriah seemed to feel more uncomfortable after his pheromone was released, but the man said that he was much better.

Before Lancelot could get to the bottom of whether Uriah's condition had really improved, a new situation appeared.

I saw the doors of the single rooms where Omega was held opened one after another, and each room seemed like a gas bomb filled with Omega pheromone, pouring out the moment the door was opened.

The pheromones of different Omega are fused with each other. To be honest, it is really not a pleasant taste.

The Omegas in heat came out of the single room and began to look for someone who could bring them relief.

The doors of the few rooms where Alpha was held did not open, but Alpha was only blocked by iron bars, without the complete isolation of glass walls, and the Omegas quickly found their target.

Alpha in the iron cage was also affected by Omega's pheromone, showing the eyes of a wild beast.

Lancelot saw those Alphas and Omega hugging and kissing through the iron railings, and even doing unspeakable things. They have completely lost their minds, obeying their own desires like animals that have lost their minds.

The scene was too shocking, the Omegas went berserk collectively during estrus, it was simply purgatory on earth.

If it weren't for the fact that there are too many and too crazy Omegas, this scene of love through the iron bars might still be a tragic beauty.

The current situation does not allow them to let go

Song, these Omegas who had already lost their minds surrounded them heavily.

Naturally, they wouldn't turn a blind eye to a high-quality Alpha like Uriah.At some point, the distance between the two narrowed again, and Lancelot naturally protected Uriah behind him.

Uriah was half a head taller than him, and if he turned around at this moment, he would see those black eyes staring at the glands in his neck.

It's been a long time since Uriah stood behind others, because he was the one who always stood in front of everyone and protected others.

In fact, if conditions permit, he would like to enjoy this moment for a while longer.

"Are you trying to protect me?" Uriah's voice was hoarse.

"Then who will protect you? You don't look like you can fight at all." Lancelot's gaze has been on the Omega standing in front of them. If they make any moves in the next second, Lancelot will Will do it.

Uriah smiled helplessly: "Even if I can fight, I can't. This is all Omega."

Lancelot turned his head and glanced at him out of the corner of his eye. Uriah watched the pale golden hair sweep across the nape of his neck, and his throat moved.

"Coincidentally, I'm also thinking about this issue. Although it's self-defense to fight an Omega now, it's not illegal, but..."

"So let me do it." Uriah patted him on the shoulder from behind, and he propped himself up and stood in front of Lancelot, "Prepare yourself mentally."

As soon as the words came out, Lancelot knew what he wanted to do.

Before he had time to say wait, he felt a very intimidating wave of mental power coming from around him.

Even though Lancelot had made preparations in advance, when he felt the spiritual power from Uriah, his legs still went weak.

Not to mention those Omegas, they passed out directly under the attack of Uriah's mental power, and a large area fell down.

The people in the Alpha detention room in the distance also failed to escape the catastrophe, and fell asleep drowsily with their heads tilted.

Uriah played with his prestige, but his legs weakened faster than Lancelot. He was relieved when he saw those Omega lost their mobility.

"A little dizzy." Uriah forced a smile.

"You were already affected and you still made such a big commotion, who would you be dizzy if you don't?" Lancelot went to help Uriah in a fit of anger.

"I'm dizzy and I can't make you dizzy, you smart

If the divine power breakthrough period comes here, it will be abolished. "

"Then you can't..."

Before he finished speaking, Uriah finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell on Lancelot.

"Shhh, don't talk about me." Uriah's voice was low, like a big cat coquettish.

Lancelot was a little dizzy by the Alpha who was close at hand, and raised his hand to help him up.

"Don't move, let me lean on for a while."

Soon, Uriah fell asleep on his shoulder.

It was already half an hour later when Justu led his people to the second basement floor.

More than a dozen aircraft, large and small, were sent, and hundreds of soldiers surrounded the underground city.

When Uriah and Lancelot entered the second basement, the communication was interrupted, and Raphael could not contact them. Then he learned from Vincent's younger brother that this experimental base had a large number of people not long after they entered. After the people left, Raphael felt that something was wrong and notified Justu.

The mass runaway incident of hundreds of Omegas in an illegal living body experiment base in the dungeon caused a sensation in the entire empire.

The high-ranking royal family originally wanted to suppress this matter, but because Uriah sent so many people with great fanfare, they had no choice but to bite the bullet and let the military department investigate.

They also understood that it was actually a trap. All the materials in the experimental base had been destroyed long ago, and most of those Omegas were people who were bought and sold. They were all victims.The matter was closed hastily, but the private investigation continued.

Lancelot returned to the military headquarters. This was his first day of official work as the adjutant of the marshal. The silver metal tassel on the chest belt hit the button and made a soft crisp sound.

"The work of the Marshal's adjutant is almost like this. In a word, there are missions and missions. If there is no mission, it is a clerical job, understand?" Justu said to Lancelot. Seeing that he did not respond, he put the notebook in his hand They snapped together with a "snap".

"Lancelot, are you listening to me?"

"I'm listening." Lancelot recovered.

Justu's eyeballs turned to no one knows where they were: "I really don't know why Uriah chose you, don't just use it as a beautiful vase."

Since Lancelot entered the military, because of his outstanding appearance, there were often arguments that he was a vase. At the beginning, he would personally teach those Alphas who looked down on him to be human. Afterwards, he saw

If there are too many, there will be no feeling.

Lancelot didn't bother to answer him, and asked, "When will Uriah be released from the hospital?"

Justu rolled his eyes again: "You asked again yesterday, do you think that there will be no recovery period for people with double S-level mental power? Doctors say that if such a large-scale use of mental power control, if this person Not Uriah, whoever comes to work tomorrow is an idiot."

Seeing that Lancelot was absent-minded, Justu scratched his hair: "Tomorrow I will help you apply to the military hospital."

Lancelot's eyes suddenly lit up: "Is it possible? Isn't there still work to do?"

"Okay, okay, it's a ghost if you can do a good job just because you are so out of your mind. After reading it tomorrow, I will finish the calculation and come back and work hard for me."

Lancelot returned to the dormitory, opened the terminal, and a bunch of missed calls and unread messages were stuffed into the information bar.

All came from Kemir, his housekeeper in the palace. He called back, and before the person over there could speak, Lancelot said, "Kemier, I have something to ask you."

Kemir: "His Royal Highness, can your terminal not be set to silent mode? You know that I will be scared to death if I can't contact you."

"Isn't this still alive and well?"

Kemir was speechless: "Your Highness, come back after you have had enough fun in the military department. Now the royal family is almost in chaos."

Lancelot: "The chaos in the royal family is not a matter of a day or two. Next time, ask me to go back and come back for a better reason." His voice was very calm.

Kemir: "Hey, His Majesty has already let go. He said that he asked you to bring the military back to the royal family alone. Thinking about it, he knew it was an angry statement. It has been three years, and His Majesty has already let you go back. You still don't willing."

Lancelot: "He can't go back on his word. He said that as long as I bring the military back to the royal family, I'm willing to take back the words that Omega won't inherit the throne. It's because I'm now the adjutant of the marshal, and I succeeded immediately. Do you want to regret it again?"

Kemir: "The adjutant of the marshal is not a marshal, do you know how difficult it is to become a marshal?"

Lancelot: "I didn't say to be a marshal, and taking back the jurisdiction of the military department doesn't mean that people must hand over the position of marshal."

Kemir: "So what do you want to do?"

Lancelot snorted coldly: "Why did I tell you? Aren't you all from my dad now?"

Kemir: "Your Highness, you are deliberately embarrassing me."

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Sloat: "Don't talk about letting me return to the royal family until it's done, and I have something to ask you."

Kemir: "What is it?"

Lancelot: "Help me find out if the living body experiment base in the dungeon has anything to do with the royal family."