[Give it a try, go kiss the BOSS while you're attuned to the spirit.]
Curiosity can kill a cat.
For example, Mutt is extremely curious now.
Isn't the role of spiritual attunement just to watch 4D stereoscopic movies? what else can i do
It's fine if Robin doesn't say it, but when he said it, he felt itchy. Even though he knew that what Robin taught was definitely not a good thing, he still couldn't help but want to try it.
At this moment, the boy squatting on the beach was full of this idea.
This time with the spiritual coherence, he set the spiritual landscape on the ground of the earth again. Now his mental strength seems to be much stronger than before. Before, he could only imagine the boundless ocean, but now he can present two different views of the beach and the ocean at the same time.
He crouched on some hot sand and looked up at Admiral Troll.
The admiral seemed to be more interested in the sea than the sandy land. Standing in the sea with two slender legs, when the waves came up, the top of the waves could barely pass by the man's waist.
Admiral Troll stood in the waves, looked at the endless blue sea, and then turned around. He looked at Mute squatting on the beach and looked at himself in a daze, no matter how he looked, he raised his eyebrows and stretched out his hand.
"Come."
He says.
As soon as the admiral stretched out his hand and shouted, Mute subconsciously got up and walked over.
As soon as he stepped into the sea, a huge wave rolled over and took another shot. The huge momentum of the wave made his feet unsteady and swayed, and he almost fell down.
A pair of hands suddenly stretched out from the front and hugged him, and he also fell forward into the general's arms.
Mute looked up at the handsome face of the man who looked down at him.
[Go and try.]
Robin's voice, which seemed to have infinite bewitching power, seemed to ring in his ears again.
What would happen if Robin did what he said
What exactly does spiritual love-making mean
The young man's strong curiosity finally overwhelmed his shame. He stared at the general for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth—
"What's wrong?"
Realizing that Mutt had been staring at him blankly since just now, something was wrong, General Troll looked down at the person in his arms and asked. But as soon as he said a word, the boy who was being held by him suddenly stretched out his hand to hold his face and dragged it down, while his own face moved closer at the same time.
"Wait-"
The admiral, who realized what Mutt wanted to do, only had time to make a sound, and the lips of the two touched together.
…
Strong and fiery feelings rushed in.
Totally irresistible, tough and ferocious.
That scorching hot flow poured into his body in an instant, penetrating into his entire flesh and blood.
The body is shaking.
It was like a flood pouring down, and the feelings that were so thick that they were almost viscous seeped into his body.
Every inch of the skin of the body seemed to be kissed by that burning feeling like a flame, and the invisible lips seemed to be licking all the skin tenaciously, even penetrating the flesh and licking to the depths of the bone marrow.
It was a kiss that was so hot that it almost made the body ache.
That kind of flood-like emotion is like a substantial finger touching every inch of the body's skin, and every place that the finger has touched is so sensitive that it makes people tremble.
So intense it's almost impossible to breathe.
I can't tell whether it's joy or pain, that kind of strong feeling that makes people tremble all over the world, trembling to the point that the whole body seems to be shattered——
The feelings that surged from the other party were like huge waves, almost drowning him in it.
It was like a raging wave, or a gangrene, entangled him tightly, penetrated into the depths of his flesh and blood, as if it wanted to erode into the deepest part of his body—
…
The boy knelt on the bed, panting heavily. He sat there, panting violently, his hands tightly clutching the sheets under him, and the fingertips that fastened the sheets were trembling.
The emotion that surged over was so strong that it was overwhelming, and it was almost breathless, giving him the illusion that his whole body would be submerged.
That almost suffocating feeling, that feeling that seemed to swallow up his consciousness, was too terrifying, too terrifying.
He was panting violently, his pupils trembled slightly, and hazy water vapor had seeped into the corners of his eyes, almost rolling out.
A hand stretched out and hugged him, someone lowered his head, and gently kissed the corners of his eyes with moisture.
"never mind."
Admiral Troll's voice was unusually soft at this moment, and his hand stroked his head as if to comfort him.
The tense body of the frightened teenager slowly relaxed under Troll's comfort, and his fingertips gradually stopped trembling.
After a while, Mutt asked in a low voice.
"what is that?"
"... spiritual communion."
The admiral frowned.
The so-called spiritual coherence is not love, but just the foundation. The so-called spiritual love is based on this, and the spiritual integration is carried out through the combination of each other's spiritual bodies.
It is very strong, and does not need to go through the body. The most direct spiritual joy has a feeling that is dozens or even dozens of times stronger than physical joy.
The human body can be disguised, but the spiritual body cannot. In the spiritual landscape, the spirit will nakedly reflect that person's truest feelings and thoughts.
Spirituality cannot be faked or lied, and even a little bit of disgust will be magnified infinitely—thus, there have been many cases where close lovers broke up after trying to communicate spiritually.
Spiritual blending will unreservedly infuse all one's feelings into the other party's spiritual body.
"Just now... why is that?"
Leaning in the admiral's arms, Mutt looked up at him, his breathing was still a little short.
He didn't understand why that feeling could even be described as terrible.
"..."
Admiral Troll was silent for a moment, and after a long time, he opened his mouth to answer.
"My..." he said, "you can't stand it."
This is also the reason why he kept restraining himself from touching the child when he was mentally attuned.
His feelings were too intense, too heavy for the child to bear.
His passion was so intense that it almost swallowed the child's personal consciousness.
That was just a kiss between spiritual bodies, if it went one step further—even he himself couldn't believe that his feelings were so strong to such a terrible degree.
"..."
He didn't hear the child's answer for a long while, and he put a little force on the hand of the person in his arms.
"You're scared?"
he asked, his voice a little hoarse.
A hand was raised and touched his face.
The boy in his arms looked up at him, and gently stroked his cheek with his fingers.
Mutt looked at him, his dark eyes, which still had a bit of water vapor, curved into an arc.
"...you really like me."
The boy said with a smile.
Admiral Troll looked at the smiling face of the man in his arms, and did not answer, but just held the slender wrist of the hand caressing his face, lowered his head, and kissed the boy's smiling lips.
[I'm crazy about you.]
The words I said at the beginning were not so-called frivolous sweet words.
That is the truest language.
...
……………
Robin was hurt.
Mutt was taken aback when he heard the news from Via, who had come to report to Admiral Troll.
"Is Robin injured?"
He was quite surprised.
Mute has always thought that Robin is a humanoid rampage destroyer, with rough skin and thick flesh, and he likes all kinds of deaths. When he went to the battlefield with the major general, he saw Robin leading a group of tough people who were just like him. The team members rushed on the battlefield, drilling where there was danger and where the line of fire was dense, and he couldn't help but sweat.
For some reason, this guy was favored by the goddess of luck, no matter how dangerous the place he rushed into, he could finally get out unscathed. As far as Mute knows, he has never been injured since he met this guy. So this time when he suddenly heard the news of his injury, Mute felt a little unbelievable.
Via, who had been promoted to colonel, nodded.
He said: "The last war was very risky. If he hadn't rushed in at a critical moment, the consequences would have been very troublesome."
Admiral Your Excellency's dispatching is no problem, but at that time there was a fleet captain who was in charge of blocking the side. He didn't know what was wrong, and he couldn't lead the fleet to block it in time. Desperately rushing up to meet the besieged flagship, he almost tore the gap open.
Although they won't lose if the flagship and the rescue army converge, but they will pay a heavy price and the loss will be great. Fortunately, at the critical moment, Robin rushed up decisively, carrying the artillery fire from the destroyers escorting the flagship, and hit the steering power unit of the flagship that was trying to escape the encirclement, causing the steering device of the flagship to lose control. can be forced to slow down. In this way, let the fleet encircling behind take advantage of this time to complete the encirclement, completely cut off the connection between the flagship and the external rescue fleet, and destroy them one by one, and won the war without too much cost. .
As a result, Admiral Troll's fleet suffered little overall loss, but Robin, who recklessly besieged and rushed in to pretend to be a hero with artillery fire, was miserable. His most beloved modified destroyer was almost completely destroyed. If his subordinates hadn't tried their best to rescue them, they might not have been able to come back.
Although he saved his life, he was also seriously injured because of this incident. The broken arm was just brought back. Not only did he suffer from concussion symptoms, but his internal organs were slightly dislocated. A few weeks in bed will do.
Almost both he and Robin have followed the admiral shortly after the admiral entered the army, counting for decades.
Seriously, in these decades, it was also the first time he saw that guy suffer such serious injuries. When he saw that guy being sent to the emergency room in critical condition, he couldn't help feeling a little nervous. Although he and that guy really can't cope with each other in character, but over the years, the only person who has walked side by side is probably only that guy.
Fortunately, he was rescued, otherwise he really couldn't imagine the scene of that noisy guy suddenly disappearing from behind the admiral.
When that idiot recovers, he must give him a good reprimand. He only knows how to be a hero, but he never thought that such a reckless behavior would be very dangerous.
When that guy rushed up, he looked like he was dying.
Colonel Qingfa thought so in his heart.
Hearing what Via said, Mutt looked at Admiral Troll.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
he asked perplexedly.
"Don't worry, it's fine."
The admiral raised his hand, rubbed Mute's head, and then tightened the snow-white gloves on his hand.
The faction that he defeated last time hadn't been cleaned up yet, and the remaining part of the party was still stubbornly resisting. He planned to solve it himself. Because in about two days, he didn't take Mutt with him. After all, they just came back yesterday, and Mutt's body is still in the period of exhaustion. Continuous running around is not good for the child's health.
"Major General, are you going to fight again?"
"Um."
"I don't have to go together?"
"Come back later."
Admiral Troll said this, took the dark blue cloak handed over by Via, and flicked it slightly, and the wide cloak flew up behind him. He had just fastened the decorative buckle on his right shoulder when a pair of hands suddenly reached out, took the strap of his cloak, wrapped it around his chest, and fastened it to the shoulder strap buckle on his left shoulder.
The young man who helped him button up his cloak and tie raised his face to look at him, his dark eyes curved into crescent moons.
"Hope you come back victorious."
The teenager who looked at him smiled brightly.
"… Um."
Troll held the hand of the child and tugged at the collar of his cloak, leaned slightly, and kissed the corner of Mutt's eyes.
"Come back tomorrow."
Mute, who felt the corners of his eyes a little itchy after being kissed, blinked, a little puzzled.
You clearly said the day after tomorrow, why did you suddenly change it to tomorrow? slip of the tongue
On the side, the blue-haired admiral stared intently.
Turning a blind eye, hearing but not hearing—he expressed that he didn't want to see this kind of immediate feeling that was almost the same as that of a newly married young wife sending her husband out!
But even if he didn't look at it, the corner of the colonel's mouth still twitched uncontrollably when his superior said he would be back tomorrow.
Via can swear that this is definitely not a slip of the tongue by his boss.
"Ah, by the way, I want to go to the hospital to see Robin."
"Um."
...
……………
It is said that Robin was seriously injured, and Mutt still thought that he still didn't know how depressed he was, but when he went to the special ward of the senior officer's medical center, he saw that the red-haired lieutenant colonel was in good spirits and a mature and beautiful man. The female doctor strikes up a conversation.
The female doctor with the demeanor of a royal sister obviously has seen this kind of talkative officer a lot, and she doesn't feel cold. She dealt with Robin indifferently, and focused all her attention on the virtual light curtain in front of her. Fingers are typing on the virtual keyboard quickly, watching the various body detection data displayed on it, and zooming in on the perspective picture from time to time to take a closer look.
In front of him was the magnified color map of internal organs in his body. Robin seemed to have not seen it at all, and continued to strike up a conversation with the female doctor who ignored him, leaving Mutt speechless.
"You look very happy."
Seeing the back, Mute couldn't help it, so he stabbed Robin.
"Hahahaha, I haven't been lying down for more than ten days, my body is going to rust."
The beautiful female doctor Yujie finished her routine examination and turned to look at Mute who was walking over.
Mutter smiled at her reflexively, and nodded slightly.
The female doctor who looked indifferently towards Robin was amused by his behavior, and asked Robin a question.
"Your brother?" she said, raising her hand to touch Mutt's head, "much cuter than you."
The female doctor's hand was only halfway out when Robin on the hospital bed grabbed her wrist.
"Miss Valier, if you want to touch my head, then you're welcome, just touch it casually, but this child is not allowed, absolutely not."
The red-haired lieutenant colonel still had a playful smile when he spoke, but his fingers holding the female doctor's wrist were extremely hard.
The female doctor looked at him and frowned.
"Let go."
"certainly."
Robin let go immediately, raised his hands up in a gesture of surrender, and winked at the female doctor.
"Look, I let go. Please be sure to believe that I am doing it for your own good."
The female doctor snorted softly, didn't reach out to touch Mutt again, turned around and left, and closed the door of the ward.
Looking at the back of the female doctor leaving, Robin breathed a sigh of relief.
"so far so good."
Fortunately, he thought, he reacted quickly.
If the BOSS finds out that this beautiful girl touched Mute in the future, that's fine. He has been here for more than ten days, but he has inquired about it. This Dr. Valier seems to like to provoke the kind of ignorant and innocent young boys, and Mutt is completely in line with her preferences.
If this made Mute be eaten by her, then his life would come to an end.
"How did you come?"
Robin smiled and looked at Mutt, then poked his head behind Mutt.
"Why isn't the boss here?"
"He's off."
Robin raised his eyebrows. He knew the meaning of Mutt's words, which meant that the boss was on the battlefield again.
"Didn't you just come back last night?"
"Oh, it seems that there is a small-scale conquest temporarily."
As soon as Mutt finished speaking, he saw that the red-haired lieutenant colonel who was still smiling just now had a bad face. He looked at Robin scratching his head irritably, and couldn't help laughing.
"What? Doesn't it feel good to just watch others go to the battlefield and get rusty?"
Robin didn't answer, but the displeased look on his face was obviously because Mute hit the mark, so he clicked his tongue.
"Via says you deserve it."
"In the eyes of that guy, I never deserved it."
"How does it feel to be a hero?"
"good, very good."
"Half-Life, you are not afraid?"
"I didn't think so much back then."
Robin pouted.
I just thought about what to do, so I just did it. He is the sharp knife under the BOSS, he has to do what the sharp knife should do, he has to penetrate the enemy's heart, that's all.
"Via said that she will give you an honor when she comes back."
"Tsk, come on, instead of giving me that formal thing, how about double my salary?"
"What do you think will happen to you saying that to Via?"
"... that deadhead."
"Although it's a deadhead, one thing he has arranged will probably make you very happy."
"what?"
"The new ships are said to be new destroyers built with the highest specifications and equipped with all the latest weapons."
After hearing the news from Da Da, Mutt brought it to Robin.
Everyone knows that the red-haired Lieutenant Colonel's two major hobbies are women, and his beloved ship. The powerful destroyer that he commanded like an arm was refitted by him, just like him same as children.
It is said that after he woke up from a critical illness this time, the first thing he did was to inquire about his ship. After knowing that his ship had been completely scrapped, he was rarely lost for a long time. Mutt originally thought that bringing him this news would excite him, but Robin just murmured, in a calm tone, as if he wasn't interested.
"You don't like it?"
Robin was silent for a long time before he suddenly sighed in a low tone that didn't fit his usual style.
"... people, they are all nostalgic." He said, "Actually, I can live up to now, which is enough."
His gaze looked forward, but it seemed to be looking at the void, revealing a bit of vicissitudes.
"Actually, when I was nine years old, I deserved to die. The extra time later was earned."
As the man said so, at this moment, there was a bit of trance in his eyes that no one else had ever seen on his face.
From the day he was nine years old, his life no longer belonged to him.
Taking a deep breath, leaving the momentary trance behind, Robin raised his head and smiled at Mutt.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry~~ I like to remember bitterness and sweetness when I'm old." He said, "It's time to take medicine, give it to me."
Mutt groaned, stood up, and when he turned his head, he saw the row of medicines on the bedside table, small medicine bottles with brown liquid, boxes with small white pills, and others.
"Which one?"
He looked at the row of different medicines and asked.
"The one you drank, the brown one, yes, that's the one."
Following Robin's instructions behind him, the boy stretched out his hand and held the cold vial with his fingers.
The moment he picked up the small medicine bottle, a hand was raised high from behind him, and the hand knife hit him heavily on the back of the neck.
He fell backwards, the small medicine bottle fell from his hand, made a crisp crash on the ground, and rolled to a corner of the ward.
The room was eerily silent, only the red-haired Lieutenant Colonel's heavy breathing echoed.
Robin who got out of bed at some point lowered his head, his messy red hair blocked his eyes, and the white light in the ward cast a cold glow on his cheeks.
The unconscious teenager fell into his arms, and the long and thin eyelashes cast a deep shadow on that childish face.