The hall was very quiet, so quiet that only the breathing of different people could be heard, so quiet that even the sound of breathing was a noisy sound.
Everyone hadn't recovered yet, they just stared at Mutt in a daze. And Mute had stopped talking, he lowered his eyes, the shadow of thin eyelashes fell on his cheek, and also hid his half-closed eyes in the shadow.
If his attitude towards Marshal Troll on the podium of the Ishtar not long ago can be described as crazy, then his mood at this moment is the complete opposite calmness, which is extremely abnormal calmness no matter how you look at it .
"Earth... is gone?"
Before everyone could speak, the red-haired man couldn't help but break the deathly silence first.
The expression on his face looked very dazed, and his voice was very soft, as if a little louder would shatter his last hope, and the last word was a rare tremor.
Mutt raised his eyes slightly, glanced at Robin, and did not answer.
He has already said what should be said, and it is useless to say more.
At that glance, Robin opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but after opening and closing his mouth for a long time, he couldn't make a sound. In the end, he took a few steps back and sat down on the sofa. A look of despair.
At that moment, he almost instinctively wanted to open his mouth to swear, to swear, but after opening his mouth for a long time, he couldn't swear a word, he just felt the chaotic buzzing in his head, which made him have a splitting headache, In the end, he could only slump down on the sofa, his whole body seemed to be crippled.
Via's expression was serious.
Although Mute said that he would tell them everything, he just briefly talked about the war between Ga and humans on the earth, and the fact that humans destroyed the earth before they left the earth. As for his own role in these matters, some details that still need to be carefully considered, and even those matters between him and the first emperor of the empire, Mutt only briefly mentioned them.
Via felt that the boy should have many key things that he hadn't told them, but it was not good for him to ask further questions at this moment. Moreover, even if you continue to pursue those details, it is useless. No matter what the process is, the final result is that human beings violated the peace agreement with Jia and destroyed their home planet with their own hands.
The complexions of the gals were all ugly, especially after hearing that the earth had been destroyed and all the gals died with the earth except their ancestors—Via even saw the pupils of two of them ignite at that moment. There was a blue flame, as if it would explode in the next second.
But at that moment, Mutt raised his hand and stopped the two Jia who almost couldn't hold back.
As soon as he raised his hand, he easily stopped the two Jia, and they bowed their heads respectfully.
At this time, the girls, in addition to their respect for Mutt as Noah's successor, they also have great respect... They have probably guessed that they, the girls, probably escaped from the earth in the first place. Then the descendants of the dozen or so gals who were forced to follow humans into the universe, those gals had to hide their identities and live among humans in order to survive, and then the blood was passed down from generation to generation, although gradually dispersed to all parts of the universe as time went by. and become thinner, but among the descendants who inherited their blood, there will always be people whose blood of Jia overwhelms the blood of human beings and become Jia.
In other words, Mute is the existence of their ancestors. No matter how rebellious a person is, facing his ancestors, he dare not make the slightest mistake, and can only obey respectfully.
"That's all you want to know."
The boy said that his tone of voice was very light, but for some reason, it was that flat tone that made people feel pain.
He stood in front of the huge glass window with his eyes closed, and the shadow of black hair fell on his eye sockets.
Behind him, above his head, the once beautiful azure planet has now turned into crack-like black and red, lingering in the starry sky in an extremely ugly posture.
Via suddenly understood why the boy suddenly collapsed the moment he saw the Emperor Star being blown up.
Why did he hold the gun to the Marshal's forehead like crazy at that moment.
Why did he look at the marshal with indelible hatred in his eyes, and the pain that went deep into the bone marrow.
The boy must have returned to the moment when he watched the earth being destroyed at that moment.
That moment when he could only helplessly watch the leader of the human race activate the nuclear bomb but could do nothing.
What a heart-piercing pain that was.
Via thought.
This young man must have great remorse—if he hadn't deflected the bullet from the heart of the first emperor when he faced the first emperor at the time, he would not have led to the irreparable end he is now.
So at that time, Mute immediately pointed the gun at the forehead of the marshal whom he regarded as the first emperor.
Thinking of this, Via was suddenly startled.
If Mutt hadn't woken up quickly at that time, the laser might have penetrated Marshal Troll's head.
no.
His brain, which had been temporarily shut down due to the influx of excessive information, finally started to work at full speed again.
In this way, Your Excellency the Marshal is not only similar to the first emperor who destroyed the earth and killed all Jia. To be correct, the Marshal is the descendant of that emperor, and even genetically speaking, he is the child of the emperor.
If Mutter hated the first emperor to the bone, then, to Mr. Marshal...
The moment the colonel with blue hair thought of this, the hairs all over his body stood on end, his muscles tensed instantly, he raised his head suddenly, and fixed his eyes on the young man who was standing quietly by the glass window with his eyes closed.
Mute looked calm, but Via didn't dare to be careless. No one could tell if it was the calm before the storm.
He saw that Mutt didn't say anything or do anything, just stood quietly with his eyes closed, and there was a bit of exhaustion oozing from the corners of his eyes.
The room became quiet again for a long time.
Finally, someone moved.
The suffocating silence was broken by the heavy footsteps of black boots stomping heavily on the ground. Robin raised his head, and Via's pupils shrank. They didn't expect that the person who broke the silence was actually His Excellency the Marshal.
Under their slightly surprised gazes, Marshal Troll said nothing, and the expressionless handsome face made it impossible to see anything. He turned around like this, and left the place without saying a word under the gaze of everyone.
From the beginning to the end, he never left a word or an expression.
His two subordinates immediately followed after pausing for a second because of their astonishment.
The automatic door of the hall closed as those people left, and only Jia and them were left in the huge viewing hall. These young Jia glanced at each other, some wanted to say something, but they stopped talking.
Finally, someone broke the silence.
"Are we... going to leave?"
Mut, who was standing quietly by the window, opened his eyes and looked sideways at Canaan who was speaking.
"Do not."
He smiled softly, "Whether it's hatred or anything else, it was a long time ago. It's impossible to change the past, and we don't need to give up on what happened ten thousand years ago. Do half the work."
The past cannot be changed, but the present is what matters.
"But… "
"The past is just the past after all. No matter what kind of past Jia and human beings have in the past, it should not extend to the present. Our future should not be at the mercy of the past."
"But, you and the marshal..."
"..."
Sarah's question made the boy's voice stop, his face was blank for a moment, his pupils contracted, and then he turned his head to look at the blown up planet in space.
"… I have no idea."
He said, looking a little dazed.
Just now, from the beginning to the end, he never glanced at the major general. Presumably the major general also noticed this, so he left here without saying a word.
He dared not look.
He didn't know, if he saw that similar face again, would he think of that person again, would he lose control again.
—
The fact that Emperor Star was blown up by the [Scepter of Heaven] that was supposed to protect it spread throughout the entire universe almost instantly, and the entire universe was shocked by it.
That planet, which is as high as a sanctuary in the eyes of mankind, and the nearly tens of billions of people on it, just disappeared in an instant, leaving no bones left.
It is said that it was because the emperor of the empire resented the patriarchs of the three noble families for despising him, and activated the self-destruct system of the [Heavenly Scepter] in his paranoia, and finally died with the patriarchs of the three major families—just because of his own hatred , just recklessly took the nearly tens of billions of lives on the Emperor Star to be buried with him.
frenzied! Violent and brutal!
After hearing this appalling news, almost everyone just felt chills. Just for the sake of personal hatred, he took countless lives to be buried with him. What a terrible tyrant, he was just like a lunatic.
For a time, the reputation of the royal family fell to the lowest point in the entire universe. Even those who were most loyal to the royal family before this could not help but began to doubt whether their loyalty was correct.
Such a tyrant, such a royal family, what else is worthy of their allegiance
At the same time, with the death of the patriarchs of the three major families, the three major families have no leader. Although there is a designated heir, the forces also suffered great losses due to the defeat of the elite fleet along with the former patriarch, and different voices began to emerge. Just around the corner, some people with bad intentions are secretly doing some small tricks, which makes those who have just risen to the position and have not been able to secure the position of patriarch start to work hard to clean up the internal conflicts of the family.
All of the above are things that will happen in the future.
But now, the Troll fleet closest to the Emperor Star is still cleaning up. Although the Emperor Star has been destroyed, other planets in the Emperor Star System are still there. Therefore, while people on other planets were still panicking, the Marshal's fleet took the opportunity to take over the power of the Emperor Star, which was like a headless fly at the moment, and quickly reorganized the Emperor Star, which was once in chaos, and restored it. previous order.
Although the Emperor Star has been destroyed, the resources of other planets in the Emperor Star System are still beyond imagination after tens of thousands of years of operation. In order to rectify the order of the Emperor Star System, appease other planets, and completely bring the forces of the Emperor Star System under his command, all the subordinates under the Marshal were too busy to turn their heads.
As the commander-in-chief, Troll was the first to bear the brunt. For several days in a row, let alone going back to his room to rest, he never even closed his eyes, and stayed firmly on the podium to deal with the ever-changing situation.
Even now, the marshal is sitting on the command seat with an indifferent expression. There are dozens of small light curtains flashing around him, constantly sending reports from all over the world in real time, and he is thinking a little bit about every urgent report. After a few seconds, relevant instructions were given.
He sat there expressionless, with no trace of fatigue on his cold face, like a tireless robot.
Wei Wei, who was standing below, sighed in his heart. He just came to continue to deal with the affairs after resting for several hours. The marshal's terrible physical condition allowed him to stay awake for several days, and he could still keep his mind clear and continue to deal with it. Business, he can't do it. With such a high-intensity brain operation like now, if rest is not guaranteed, it is easy to cause some mistakes in judgment due to fatigue.
Although Marshal Troll's instructions have not made any mistakes so far...
Via looked up, the Marshal's face was not tired, but he was still worried, because he clearly saw that the whole area around the Marshal's eyes was black and blue. No matter how inhumanly powerful the marshal's physical fitness is, doing so is depleting his body.
In the past, no matter how urgent the situation was, the Marshal would not force himself to do this. And now...
Via couldn't help shaking her head.
It must be because of that...
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but worry again.
But no matter what, it has been several days, and if this continues, His Excellency Marshal's body may really collapse.
Someone came over, Via saw that it was Robin. Robin winked at him, and Via was annoyed. Seeing that Robin was acting like a demon at this time, he became very angry, and wanted to reprimand him.
But before he opened his mouth to speak, Robin gave him a wink, and he subconsciously followed Robin's gaze, choking on what he was about to say.
The entire command hall was already very quiet, only the sound of rapid keyboard tapping and the hurried footsteps of the messengers running back and forth. Marshal Troll was sitting there, the shadow of the scattered forehead hair shrouded his eye sockets, as if his eye sockets were sunken deeply, and a little light seeped out from the shadows, making people's backs go numb at a glance Instinctively shivered.
He was sitting with his hands on the armrests floating on both sides of the seat, his hands in snow-white gloves hanging down at the ends. There was no expression on his face, but his eyes were terribly gloomy, perhaps because they were covered with black and blue.
Because of this suffocating sense of oppression, the soldiers in the entire hall were silent during this period of time. They just buried their heads in their work and did not dare to breathe, which made the hall terribly quiet.
However, at this moment, the hall was even quieter.
It was so quiet that even footsteps could not be heard, because everyone stopped.
It was so quiet that not even the sound of breathing existed, because many people held their breath subconsciously.
In the eerily quiet command hall, there was only one person's footsteps echoing hurriedly at this moment.
As soon as that person appeared, almost everyone's eyes focused on him, and the young man walked up to the podium quickly as if he didn't see other people's eyes at all.
Hearing footsteps approaching behind him, the Marshal, whose brows were covered in shadows, frowned, and glanced coldly to the side.
The moment he glanced, a hand reached out from behind him and grabbed his wrist.
The man's cold blue eyes paused for a moment when he saw the hand. This pause made the outstretched hand grab his wrist on the armrest.
In this way, under the watchful eyes of everyone, under the breathless gaze of everyone, Mutt reached out and grabbed the left wrist of the marshal who was sitting on the command seat.
"Come with me."
The young man said this quickly and forcefully, without waiting for the other party to answer, he grabbed the other party's hand and turned around to walk away. His posture seemed to forcefully pull the other party up from the seat and take him away. .
However-
Mutt just took a step.
He didn't pull at all.
Because he pulls very hard, turns around very fast, and has a strong force to turn around and walk away suddenly-the resulting reaction force is even stronger.
So, with such a tug, not only did he not lift up the sitting marshal, but he staggered backwards due to the reaction force, and fell backwards—
A hand stretched out and hugged the boy who was about to fall backwards.
Mute fell into an embrace that he was very familiar with, and stood up to catch the imprudent Marshal who put his arm around him, while the other hand that he was holding on his wrist didn't move, allowing him to drag him.
As soon as the young man stood firmly in the man's arms, he heard the uncontrollable laughter of the onlookers, and his face became a little irritable. He didn't have a long memory either, and he didn't remember that he couldn't pull Troll away with his own strength, so he held his breath and continued to drag Troll out.
It's just that this time when he pulled, he was pulled away. The marshal's eyes were still gloomy, and he didn't say a word, but he was just pulled away by Mutt.
So, everyone in the command hall just watched helplessly as their marshal was dragged away like this.
For a moment, the entire hall was silent, and everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, unable to say a word.
The corner of Via's mouth twitched a few times, and she turned her gaze back to the flickering light curtain in front of her.
"Concentrate on doing things!"
He yelled sharply, startling the group of soldiers who were still looking at each other, and hurriedly pretended that they didn't see anything, lowered their heads and got busy honestly.
Robin shrugged, and hurriedly slipped away before Via spoke up.
... ... ...
He randomly found an empty room in the corridor, and Mutt dragged him into it.
The automatic door closed, and Troll had just entered the door, standing against the wall, when the boy who turned around suddenly came up to him.
Before Troll could react, Mute reached out and grabbed Troll's head tightly with both hands.
The young man stood on his feet, holding Troll's face tightly with both hands, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes were fixed on Troll's face. His eyes swept over the pretty face that was held tightly by him, again and again, again and again.
He just stared at Troll's face motionless for a full ten minutes, until he couldn't help frowning slightly when he saw Troll.
Just when the marshal couldn't help but want to speak, Mute suddenly let go of his hands again, and his face that came closer also retreated.
"Okay."
The young man's eyes were still fixed on the face of the marshal, but at this moment he seemed to have confirmed something, and said with confidence.
"I tried it, no problem."
"..."
Even the Marshal, who has always been calculating in the war, can't understand what Mutt wants to do at this moment, as well as the meaning of the words Mutt said.
His sword eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his long and narrow phoenix eyes narrowed into a dangerous arc. Troll stared at Mutt, the shadow of the tip of his hair fell into his eyes, and the black and blue under his eyes and the shadow set off together, making his eye sockets look like It seemed that he had sunk deeply, making his gaze even more terrifying.
He firmly grasped the hand of the young man who had taken two steps back as if he was about to get away from him, and dragged it back in front of him. His lips were pressed tightly together, making his already thin lips look like blades at the moment.
The man lowered his head and stared at Mutt in front of him with long and narrow eyes. There was a faint cold light in his eyes. He looked at the young man as if he had suppressed and endured to the extreme, and he would be torn apart in the next second.
The soft fingertips stretched out and gently slid across Troll's eyes.
Mute, who was pulled back in front of Troll by his wrists tightly, did not make a struggle, but just looked up at Troll, raised his hand, and lightly touched the black and blue eyes of Troll with his fingertips. wiped.
"You haven't slept for a few days?"
Mutt asked suddenly.
Troll was stunned for a moment, he didn't seem to react all of a sudden, and even his eyes that started to burst into a chill froze for a moment. He and Mutt looked at each other, and the boy looked at him with obvious worried expression, and his eyes couldn't help showing a little bewilderment.
Clutching the wrist of the person in front of him, the Marshal pursed his lips, looking a bit at a loss.
"It's your fault."
Mute looked up at him, and said this suddenly.
"It's all because of you... I dare not come to see you."
The boy stared at him with an angry expression on his face.
"It's all because you didn't defend yourself at all, and you didn't resist at all, so I was worried. If I did something again because of the loss of control of my previous memory, and you didn't resist at all, would I hurt you?" Category."
He raised his head, and the hand held by Troll's wrist and the other hand grabbed the collar of Troll's chest together.
His dark eyes were slightly bright, and he stared into Troll's eyes without blinking.
"Major General," he said, "the next time I am dominated by previous memories and lose control, stop me."
Mutt's voice was low but firm.
“…I don’t want to see myself hurt someone important when I come to my senses.”
Troll didn't answer, he just lowered his head slightly and stared into the eyes of the person in front of him.
He remembered at that time, when Mute's pupils reflected his face, the hatred that oozes deep into the bone marrow.
He never wanted to see it a second time.
For several days, he refused to go back to rest on the grounds of being busy, but he just didn't want to see Mutt, and he didn't want to see that look in Mutt's eyes looking at him again—even if he just looked at others through him.
He can't stand it.
He thought, if he really saw that hateful look in Mute's eyes again, he couldn't guarantee what terrible things he would do.
So he forced himself to endure until now—
[I'm worried, if I see your face, will I hurt you if I do something again because of my previous memory out of control.]
Turns out they were all worried about the same thing, they were just worried about hurting each other.
Troll let go of the hand that was tightly held by him, and raised his hand to cover the boy's soft cheek.
His fingers were cold, but the boy's cheeks were warm.
"idiot."
He said, in a voice without any emotion.
It is not clear whether he is talking about the other party or himself.
"... You say yes."
Mutt murmured, thinking that the word idiot was referring to him.
"Anyway, you must rest now."
"..."
The marshal didn't say a word, he was recalling whether he had any urgent or troublesome things to deal with before he was dragged away by Mutt. After all, if there were particularly important things, he still had to solve them.
But he was meditating here and didn't answer, which immediately made Mute anxious.
The young man, who was afraid of getting a negative answer from Troll, pursed his lips, seemingly hesitant, but quickly made up his mind.
He raised his head again, raised his brows and eyes slightly, and looked at Troll from the bottom up with his bright black eyes, and put his arms around Troll's neck. He tried hard to recall the coaxing Robin taught him not long ago The point is, he blinked lightly at Troll, trying to make his voice softer.
"Major General, can you rest with me~~?"
Mute, who spoke in a voice so soft that he could barely hear it, didn't know that the so-called strongest coaxing trick Robin taught him was another name, acting like a baby.
"Um."
Mr. Marshal, who just pondered to recall whether there was any important matter to deal with and suddenly received benefits unexpectedly, hummed without hesitation.