It’s Over! The Major General is Bent!

Chapter 111

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A catastrophe in the imperial capital came to an end.

Princess Salome secretly planned a rebellion, intending to coerce the emperor to abdicate to her and ascend the throne as queen herself. But before that, the emperor sensed the princess's unruly intentions, and urgently sent a secret order to his confidant, General Troll, to come to the rescue.

As soon as General Troll's army came out, the princess noticed something strange, and immediately launched a rebellion, imprisoned the emperor in the inner palace, and controlled the emperor star. And because she failed to seize control of the strategic weapon [Scepter of Heaven] from the emperor, Princess Salome led the Royal Fleet to the outskirts of the Emperor Star System to meet Admiral Troll's fleet.

Countless forces in the universe are waiting with bated breath for this evenly matched battle, ready to take action. Unexpectedly, within a few hours, before all the major forces could even react, the Royal Fleet was defeated and the princess was captured.

While all the major forces were looking at each other, Admiral Troll had sent Princess Salome to the capital and handed it over to the emperor. The major powers saw that the emperor had won, it was over, and they should do what they had done before, so they all appeared outside the Emperor Star System shouting, "Your Majesty, I am here to escort you" and so on. See you, so that you can express your loyalty to the emperor in person.

Of course, they failed to meet the emperor. It is said that His Majesty became unwell again because of being under house arrest by his own daughter this time. He is recuperating in bed at the moment. In the end, he just gave them a comforting edict. I praised their loyalty, and then asked them to return to their star system stations and not stay in the emperor star system for a long time.

Although I still want to wait and see, but looking at Admiral Troll's fleet stationed in the Emperor Star System, and the emperor's personal edict, all the major forces can only leave with a little reluctance.

It would be great if Admiral Troll and Princess Salome could lose both sides—almost all forces thought so regretfully.

Emperor Xing, who had been in panic for a long time, finally ushered in the long-lost peace.

However, because Princess Salome was under strict surveillance, and the emperor was ill in bed, the person who now controls the Emperor Star turned out to be Admiral Troll. The aristocrats of the noble families on the Emperor Star are naturally unwilling, but all the military power of the Emperor Star, that is, the Royal Fleet, is now firmly in the hands of the Emperor, and he refuses to leak a single bit. Even the old marshal cannot take over the military power— And probably because Admiral Troll rushed thousands of miles to rescue the emperor, the emperor now trusts Admiral Troll abnormally, and even decreed to allow the admiral's fleet to station on the Emperor Star.

At first, those noble officials thought that Admiral Troll was coercing the emperor to order the princes, and coerced the emperor under house arrest just like the princess. As a result, they ran to meet the emperor but were not stopped by any means, although the person responsible for the order of the planet and even the capital was special General Lore's army, but the emperor's personal guards were still guarding the emperor, and the emperor who was sick in bed admitted that it was an order he personally issued.

After seeing the emperor, they persuaded him for a long time, saying that this is not appropriate, and it would be bad if the general has the heart of disobedience and occupies the emperor star. But even if they talked all their tongues, they couldn't change the emperor's mind. The emperor just insisted on going his own way and entrusted the Emperor Star to Admiral Troll for the time being. The old marshal who was originally loyal to the royal family was the one who opposed the most fiercely. Later, the emperor left him alone, and he didn't know what to say to him. After that, the old marshal returned to his mansion behind closed doors. Keep your mouth shut about the matter.

Later, he was annoyed by those old courtiers and noble families who came one after another, so the emperor kicked them out of the palace, and just focused on recuperating from his illness.

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Although the affairs of the Emperor Star are temporarily entrusted to Admiral Troll, the admiral has not stayed on the Emperor Star. Anyway, the entire Emperor Star System is now stationed by his fleet. The most important thing is that the Emperor does not Knowing what he was thinking, he simply gave him the highest control authority of the [Scepter of the Kingdom of Heaven]—although only he, the emperor, the princess, and Mute knew this at the moment.

Ishtar, who looks like a blue-black giant whale, is quietly suspended in the starry sky outside the Emperor Star. At this moment, the place where the admiral is staying is Ishtar's small government affairs hall.

Admiral Troll stood there, several translucent light curtains suspended around his body, surrounding half of his body, and there were a dozen or so light curtains shrunk on the upper right.

Five or six subordinates, including Via, stood opposite him in two rows, in their usual upright military posture. Some people are reporting to him, and some people are checking the light curtain in front of them. Those people were either checking the messages in the light curtain, or talking to their subordinates stationed on the Emperor Star in the light curtain.

Everyone looks so busy.

However, there is one exception in this seemingly busy government affairs hall.

Via, who successively issued a series of orders to the garrison on the Emperor Star, just breathed a sigh of relief, and glanced at the only exception out of the corner of his eye.

The black-haired boy was leaning sideways on the pale yellow sofa with his head tilted on the armrest of the sofa, his cheeks sunk into the soft leather. Black hair slid down his childish cheeks, covering his eyes. Lying on his side with his knees slightly bent, his right arm is outstretched, resting on the edge of the sofa, and his hand is hanging down.

With his eyes closed, he seemed to be sleeping soundly, his brows and eyes were stretched, his lips were slightly parted, and he was breathing evenly.

Via felt the veins on her forehead twitch.

They are a group of people who are so busy here, and the man just sleeps in front of all of them in such a big way, how uncomfortable it is.

It's better to drive him back to the bedroom to sleep, so that he can't see or worry.

only…

Via raised her eyes and looked at the general standing in front of her.

Admiral Troll stood there upright, tapped the light curtain in front of him with his fingers, and a ripple of light spread out from the light curtain, and then the light curtain quickly shrank and flew to the upper right. A light curtain on the side immediately slid over, replacing the shrunken light curtain and floating in front of the admiral.

In this gap of less than a second, the admiral who had just finished handling something looked up, and Via could clearly see that his boss' eyes fell on the young man who was sleeping soundly on the sofa not far away. After circling around the young man, it fell back onto the light curtain in front of him again.

This is not accidental, not only Via, but also everyone else. Every once in a while, their boss will look up at the boy.

That feeling... how should I put it... Anyway, it's very weird...

Although the admiral's face was still cold and indifferent, Via inexplicably felt a little palpitation from the admiral's eyes looking at Mutt, and that palpitation felt after the admiral saw the boy. will relax.

It was as if the admiral was confirming that the boy was staying here from time to time.

Via suddenly remembered that in the beginning Mutt offered to go back to the bedroom to rest, but just as he said that, the admiral pushed him directly on the sofa and let him sleep here.

Mutt slept all afternoon, and just after taking over Emperor Star, they were also busy with the general for a whole afternoon, but in the process of handling affairs, everyone saw that their boss looked at the sleeping man from time to time. direction of the boy.

The general's feeling when he looked at the boy... It seemed that he couldn't feel at ease without this person being in his sight.

I must be so busy that I am dizzy and thinking too much, and my brain has problems.

Thinking of this, Via shook her head vigorously to get rid of this weird idea from her mind, and hurriedly continued to deal with the problems reported by her subordinates stationed on the planet.

When it was ensured that the Emperor Star had settled down and the busy work came to an end, Via and the generals watched helplessly as their superior walked up to the young man who was still in a deep sleep.

Bending down and reaching out his hand, Troll picked up Mute as if no one was there, walked straight into the transmission device on the side of the room, activated the device under the watchful eyes of the subordinates behind him, and disappeared into the room.

Via's mouth twitched.

He suddenly thought about a very serious problem.

Does he have to be in this horrible working environment every day in the future

very possible.

The young colonel, who was always calm and calm, had an urge to flip the table at this moment.

... ... ...

It was late at night, and when Troll returned to his room with the person in his arms, he had just entered the hall when the person in his arms moved.

He lowered his head to look, and was facing the opened black eyes. Because he had just woken up and was still a little hazy, the boy leaned in his arms and looked at him with his head slightly tilted, as if he was still a little dazed. But after recognizing him, the black eyes curved up, and the young man tilted his head and smiled at him.

That smile softened the hearts of those who saw it.

He lowered his head and kissed the corner of the boy's eyes. The person in his arms blinked when he kissed, and the soft eyelashes swept across his lips, a little itchy, as if they had penetrated into the softest part of his heart.

"Go home?"

He heard the boy in his arms ask him that.

"Um."

he answered.

They are back home.

Mute reached out and grabbed his shoulders and fell from his arms. Looking around, he seemed to be familiar with the scenery he hadn't seen for a long time. There was a feeling of reassurance here, and after sleeping for a long time, he looked lazy at the moment. Cheerful.

He looked up and saw that there were traces of sweat and slight dust on the admiral's cheeks, so he reached out and wiped it away. Then he looked down at himself, and he was also a little dirty.

"Go and wash first."

He said, sure enough, the first thing to do when you get home is to take a shower, which will make you feel much refreshed.

After he finished speaking, he dragged the general toward the bathroom.

I don't know why, the general is very obedient now, as soon as he pulled him, the general followed him obediently without any effort.

Mute dragged the admiral to the bathroom, pushed the admiral in, and wanted to let go of his hand, but found that the hand he was holding had grabbed him in turn.

The young man looked up at the general with a question mark on his face.

The admiral, who was gripping his wrist tightly, looked down at him, his eyes unblinking.

"You have to wash too."

Miu nodded.

"I know, you go first, I'm not in a hurry."

The admiral shook his head.

"Together."

He said, grabbing Miute's wrist and refusing to let go.

The boy's face exploded with a bang, as if scalded by boiling water, he pushed the general into the bathroom forcefully.

"Wash it yourself!"

He blushed and yelled at the general.

Troll stared at him for a while, let go of his hand angrily, turned and went into the bathroom, Mute could clearly see the unhappy mood from his back.

The young man had the urge to touch his forehead. He always felt that something was wrong. When he was lying on the sofa half awake and half asleep, the admiral always looked over from time to time. He naturally felt it. At first, he reflexively talked to the admiral. Look at each other, smile at the admiral, and feel a little embarrassing at the back, because he can feel that the purpose of the admiral looking at him is not to make him look at him, but just to stare at him, as if he It will disappear from my eyes.

After realizing this, Mute was a little dumbfounded, and felt a little distressed.

However, the heartache is heartache, and I want him to take a bath with Admiral Troll...

... Sure enough, it still doesn't work!

Although he was a little curious about the general's figure... um... the legendary pectoral and abdominal muscles...

The boy with hot cheeks was still standing at the door in a daze. The door of the bathroom behind him had been opened with a bang, and the steaming mist rushed towards his face, making Mute's cheeks even hotter.

So fast

Mutt thought, and when he turned his head, his eyes were fixed on the person who walked out of the door, and he couldn't move.

The wet, jet-black hair clings to the admiral's skin. Because he just took a shower, his skin looks more moist and shiny, exuding a bit of hazy heat. Different from the usual snow-like visual sense, the admiral's skin was slightly flushed at this moment, and he was a little less cold. The corners of the long and narrow phoenix eyes are raised upwards, and the slender eyelashes are stained with a little mist, like a layer of mist covering the dark blue pupils, like azure sapphires shrouding the mist, so beautiful that people can't move it at a glance open your eyes.

The collar of the white shirt was not fastened, it was open, revealing a beautifully shaped neck and a slender collarbone that was half hidden in the collar. From the open neckline, the chest with thin muscles can still be vaguely seen.

Because of his height, his gaze fell on the snow-white skin of the slightly open neck. For some reason, Mute felt that his face was getting hotter, so he quickly moved his gaze upwards.

As soon as he lifted it, his eyes naturally fell on the lower part of the admiral's face.

The admiral's lips are very thin, and they are mostly cool in color on weekdays, giving people a sharp feeling. But at this moment, those thin lips were no longer as light as before, but were dyed a layer of blush, with a moist luster on their lips.

When Mute saw it, his heart beat a few times involuntarily.

He quickly moved his gaze to the side, passed Admiral Troll, and wanted to sneak into the bathroom behind the admiral, but as soon as he stepped in, his wrist was grabbed.

As soon as the boy turned his head, his gaze met the man beside him.

Admiral Troll looked at him, grabbed his hand, didn't speak, just looked at him.

Mutt's mouth twitched.

"no!"

He said that he broke the admiral's hand very hard, and then closed the bathroom door forcefully.

Mom, I almost let go of my heart.

The teenager leaning against the bathroom door was in a state of lingering fear.

The look in the eyes of a big dog about to be abandoned is too foul!

... ... ...

Mutt's actions were naturally not as fast as the general's, so it took a long time to get it done. When he came out of the bathroom with a body full of heat, he only felt refreshed and relaxed.

He glanced up and saw Admiral Troll sitting on the sofa in the living room, quietly, not knowing what he was doing.

Walking over to take a look, he couldn't help but smile.

I saw that man with cold brows and eyes tilted his head on the sofa at this moment, and fell asleep sitting up like this, with some wet black forehead hair sticking to his cheeks, looking a little messy.

Mute just stood in front of Admiral Troll, and the man showed no sign of waking up.

He looked at the admiral's sleeping face in a daze, and he suddenly remembered that when he first moved in and lived with the admiral not long ago, the admiral would occasionally take a nap on the sofa, but as soon as he got a little closer, the admiral would immediately open his eyes. Opening his eyes, he looked like a wild beast in a wild place that was always on guard against everything around him, guarding his sphere of influence with a savage aura and not allowing anyone to approach him.

... Since when did you become included in this man's sphere of influence

Thinking of this, the young man leaned over slightly, his eyes fell on the general's handsome face, and he saw the light blue mark under the general's eyes.

Since the day he was taken away by Robin, this man probably never had a good rest.

Those traces are like smudges stained on an exquisite work of art, which really makes people feel distressed. Mut subconsciously stretched out his hand and gently rubbed the light blue mark.

Although his movements were very light, the admiral was only in a light sleep. Mutt's finger was still stroking the admiral's cheek, and he saw the black eyelashes move, and the man opened his eyes.

Those pupils were beautiful, like translucent black sapphires, reflecting the face of the leaning boy, the pupils were dotted with stars, as if the sea of stars had fallen into them.

The man who just woke up from a light sleep was still a little dazed. He sat on the sofa and looked up at Mute who was looking down at him.

His expression was still somewhat bewildered, as if he was still half awake and half asleep, not fully awake.

The reaction of the admiral in this state seemed a little slow, he stared blankly at Mutt, as if he was thinking about something.

Then, after thinking about it, he sat on the sofa and stretched out his hands to the boy in front of him.

Mutt was stunned for a moment.

He looked at Admiral Troll's hands stretched out to him in a daze, and then unconsciously a scene of a chubby toddler stretching out his hands to him appeared in his mind—

hug~~

The little fat boy in his head yelled.

The boy couldn't help laughing all of a sudden, he stretched out his hand, and hugged him according to Troll's intention.

Mute stood in front of the sitting Troll like this, with his arms around the admiral's head, rubbing his silky black hair from time to time.

The admiral's arms wrapped around Mute's waist, and his entire head was nestled into Mute's arms. The familiar and warm body temperature came over, and his side cheek was leaning against the boy's chest, and he could clearly hear the rhythmic beating of the heart under the boy's chest.

It was a sound more beautiful than anything else.

... ... ...

After an unknown amount of time, Mo Lan's pupils moved slightly, and the mist in the admiral's eyes dissipated, and he became a little more awake.

"What were you laughing at?"

he asked suddenly.

"No, I didn't laugh."

The blinking boy looked innocent.

"..."

"really."