[ABO Double A] Lost

You shall be reduced to dust in a mean fate, or blossom in meanness.

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"Colonel Rhett, once the charge is confirmed, the gland will be removed. Do you understand what I mean?" Claude's two bubble eyes under the thick lens are shining with eager light. The weather is a bit hot, and he is obese. The cheap suit is clinging to the body, and layers of fat are piled up.

"Then tell me how I can get rid of the crime?" Rhett smiled.

He was stripped of his military rank three months ago and has long since been unable to afford a lawyer.The one in front of him walked out of that dirty neighborhood with him, an ordinary beta.Today I still live in the block with stinky gutters.Rhett could even imagine how this poor fellow, who had only received community violence and had only spoken in that dilapidated and narrow community court, would be crushed by those nobles when he arrived at the Imperial Military Court.

He was a little impatient, and said lightly: "Okay, you can go back."

Claude wiped his sweat and stood up obediently.Rhett has not had his glands removed yet, and he is waiting for a trial, which is going to be put before the whole empire.

Through this trial, people will clearly know the lowliness of civilians, their inferiority, and their bodies that should be rotted in the stinking ditch.He would eventually die like that woman, in that huge garbage dump, surrounded by flies as the body rotted.

And those rising rights protection movements will also be satisfied because of this trial.See the justice of imperial law, the greatness of empire, and the hope of empire.

"No. 3054, your meeting time for this month has been used up. Please return to the place of detention and wait for the trial." The electronic ring on Reid's wrist issued a reminder tone coldly.

With the increase of the population, there is no room for more places to build prisons, and electronic confinement has replaced the original prisons.

Rhett went upstairs to his room, which was the collective apartment that Rost had rented a month ago.These collective apartments act as prisons in disguise, and there is nothing different from prisons except for water and electricity rent.The bathroom is small, and there is only an old bed that has slept in an unknown number of people.

The wallpaper was yellow, and the curtains were dusty. It was an old rag that had rotted into threads.No one wants to tear open that layer of curtains, because behind the curtains, there is still an old mottled wall.

Rhett looked at the yellowed tub, still tainted by the grime of the previous owner.He suddenly wondered what it would be like if that guy Allen lived here, lying on that spring bed where countless people hugged and rolled over, or taking a bath in this disgusting bathroom.

But the man wouldn't, of course not, the man shed the blood of the Sulpes family.

Under the dim light, he looked at the mirror, which was a broken mirror, radiating out in the shape of a spider web.Cut him into layers of broken shadows.One after another, it was him, broken him.

Rhett bent down, and washed his face at the ridiculously low sink.

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"In heat again?" Allen raised his eyes and looked away from the book.

On the bridge of his nose was a pair of glasses with gold wire frames, which made his facial features more delicate.He took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes, and stood up.He was half a head taller than the butler, and the increasingly intense and oppressive alpha pheromone hit Zon, showing his true identity.

"Yes." Zon hesitated, "Master Colin refuses to inject inhibitors."

Allen no longer had a smile on his face. He looked into the garden, and the hydrangea was blooming just right, and it was also at that time.He thought of something and closed his eyes in disgust.

Immediately, cracks appeared on the pair of glasses between his fingers.He should have been a perfect alpha, bloodline, family background, ability.In fact, it looks like this to outsiders.The youngest major general in the empire, with SSS-level physical strength, and an ever-warm smile.

However, no matter how exquisite the porcelain is, it is fragile. In that invisible place, there is a crack that is slowly extending.Like his eyes, they praised his vision without knowing that he could not see clearly what was close at hand.

He is destined to only touch those unreachable things from a distance.

"Colin." He smiled and approached the vulnerable teenager.

The room was full of tempting pheromones, and Allen was a little annoyed.He didn't like this feeling very much, this uncontrollable heartbeat, this uncontrollable excitement.And when the disgust value reaches its peak, he will fall into a strange calm, like a pool of stagnant water, quietly ignoring everything.

"Brother." Colin turned his head, tears dripping down his blushing face.That boy had blond hair similar to his, and eyes similar to his. The moment he saw him, he found some light from the blur, with a little uneasy joy.

Allen didn't respond. He took the inhibitor from Zorn, walked to the bed with ease, and let Colin hug him and rub around.He reached over to his head and began injecting inhibitors into the bulging glands in his neck.

Colin suddenly realized something, but the steady stream of pheromones from Allen's body, exuding the coldness of cedar, attacked him, making him unable to escape.

"Are you awake?" Alan stared at Colin's blue eyes, which seemed a little confused.Colin didn't answer, panting slightly.

"Give me another one, Zorn."

"But......"

Zon handed a spare inhibitor to Allen, and watched him expressionlessly push the transparent liquid into Colin's gland again.

Colin gradually regained consciousness, but the side effects of the inhibitor had already taken effect.The huge pain hit, and it became more and more unbearable in the awake state. He moaned in a low voice, which was different from the voice just now, painful and unbearable.The sweet smell of apricot blossoms in the room dissipated quickly with the open windows.

Allen felt the desire gradually subside in his chest, as if he had broken free from the shackles, and he even had a relaxed and happy smile on his face.

Looking at the painfully curled body of the boy on the bed, he smiled slightly: "Okay, Colin, you'll be fine soon. I will protect you."

Through the white silk gloves, he stroked the young man's soft hair.