With the death of the last emperor of the empire and his only direct descendant, the princess, since then, the entire universe has completely entered a period of war and chaos. Disputes arose everywhere, and each star field went its own way. The star field that was once loyal to the royal family fell into silence. There were also some people who wanted to take millet out of the fire under the banner of the collateral descendants of the royal family, and some forces stood still and watched in secret.
Generally speaking, the alliance of the three aristocratic forces occupying more than half of the cosmic star field is the largest force, and it should attract many small forces to join. However, because of the tragic Doomsday Battle of the Emperor Star, the patriarchs of the three major aristocratic forces lost their lives, the elite fleet suffered heavy losses, and their military strength dropped a lot. In addition, the new Patriarch has just taken office, and there are internal disputes and turmoil among the three Patriarchs. Just suppressing those who have evil intentions inside is already exhausted, and there is no time for others, let alone an alliance.
Moreover, there is another point, the last emperor of the empire blew himself up on the emperor star, and the heads of the three major families bear a great deal of responsibility. If they hadn't persecuted the emperor too much and oppressed the royal family, the matter would not have developed to this point—thus, The reputation of the three major families has almost lost most of the universe. Especially those star field forces loyal to the royal family, on the one hand, feel that the emperor's madness is not worthy of their continued allegiance, on the other hand, they hate those noble families for persecuting the royal family too much and making the emperor crazy, so they all declare that they are incompatible with the alliance of the three major families.
Whether it is a small force that feels that the noble alliance is not trustworthy, or those star field forces that are hostile to the noble alliance, they began to set their sights on a rapidly rising large force.
Marshal Troll.
The experience of this young man who rose up in the universe almost like a meteor is like a miracle.
Starting from scratch, he became the Marshal of the Empire in just a few decades.
Hundreds of wars, large and small, have never been defeated—his glorious record is as amazing as his appearance, and people in the entire universe can't help talking about it.
Even before the empire died, he was one of the strongest forces in the universe, and the three noble families formed an alliance to resist him. But now, after the empire's demise, the young Marshal who controlled the Emperor Star System has surpassed the noble alliance to become the strongest force in the entire universe, both in terms of power and military strength.
Many insightful people have already seen that the black lion has been released, and there is no longer any existence in the entire universe that can restrain Marshal Troll. No one can stop the rise of this terrifying young man.
And the future of this lion may be...
Those who understood began to keep silent.
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The jumping point opened, and as a wave of light dissipated, the fleet returned to the long-awaited Forner galaxy.
The blue-black flagship is quietly suspended in the outer space of Forna Star like a giant whale. Mutt stands by the window, looking through the glass window at the fiery red planet like a fiery flame in space, with white clouds entwined on it .
He looked at it, feeling a little dazed. He remembered the first time he came to this planet, the first time he saw this planet. At that time, he never thought that this planet would eventually become made his 'home'.
The door of the landing ship had been opened, and he turned and walked towards the landing ship. Because he turned too quickly, his head fainted, his body shook, and he almost tripped. Fortunately, a hand stretched out from the side and wrapped his arms around his waist to support him. When he looked up, he saw Marshal Troll's beautiful face, which seemed to have a background light anytime and anywhere. The boy blinked, grinned at him, stood firm, and continued to walk forward.
As soon as he entered the cabin, he found a seat and sat down, then closed his eyes and leaned back on the chair, as if taking a nap.
He sat quietly with his eyes closed, his complexion was not very good, a little less bloody, and there was obvious tiredness in the corners of his eyes.
"Boss, is he sick?"
The red-haired junior soldier who was following saw Mutt's tired look, so he couldn't help but ask a question.
The marshal was staring at Mute, who was taking a nap with his eyes closed, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, the corners of his long and narrow eyes were slightly raised, and he seemed to be in a bad mood.
When Robin asked, he glanced at Robin and answered.
"Insomnia."
Although Mutt didn't say anything, he curled up in his arms and hardly moved at night, as if he was asleep, but Troll couldn't feel whether the person in his arms was awake or asleep.
Sometimes when he woke up in the middle of the night, he would see the child sitting on the head of the bed with his knees in his arms, his chin resting on his knees and looking out the window in a daze.
Although it doesn't mean that I can't sleep at all, but the sleep is very light, and I will wake up when there is any movement, and it is difficult to fall asleep again after waking up. Usually, I can sleep for a while when nestled in his arms, but I can't sleep for too long, and I always wake up soon.
Robin snorted.
"That's it."
He scratched his head.
Indeed, so many things have happened, especially the crashing memory, if it is an ordinary person, I am afraid it will not be able to stand it long ago, it is impossible for Mutt to have no reaction at all, especially this young man himself is relatively emotional type.
"Would you like to give him a sleep aid or something..."
The speech stopped abruptly in the middle, whether it is a sleep aid device or a drug, it is to regulate the spirit of the insomniac, soothe the spirit of the insomniac and help him fall asleep—and Mutt, as Jia, has super mental power and can Methods of regulating the human spirit were of no use to Mutt.
Too much mental power is not all a good thing.
Luo Bin felt so emotional in his heart, looked at the boy's obviously not very good face, and scratched his head again.
Troll pursed his lips and said nothing, his eyes fell lightly on Mutt's face.
He's not in a good mood right now.
As the commander-in-chief of the greatest force in the universe right now, he is helpless about this kind of thing. And the only thing he can do is to hug the person in his arms every night, caress Mutt's head, and comfort him, allowing him to take a short nap.
"That... BOSS..."
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In the middle of the night, Mutt woke up again. He was not surprised. He used to sleep until dawn. He suffered from insomnia during this period. He would wake up after not sleeping for a long time at night. fall asleep.
Outside the window, the moon was shining brightly in the night sky, casting silvery light on the green grass. With the faint moonlight, he checked the time.
Maybe it's because of the familiar feeling after returning home, plus the fact that he hugged Caesar in the afternoon and rubbed against the warm and fluffy body of the black panther, so he felt a little better this night. Slept a little longer.
The major general is not around, probably out of business temporarily.
A little hot.
Mutt thought, and raised his hand to wipe the sweat that oozed from his forehead.
Sleeping sweating, always feel sticky.
He thought, he couldn't fall asleep anyway, so he might as well go take a bath.
Mute seldom takes a bath, and mostly just takes a shower. He finds this convenient, and he is not used to the feeling of soaking in hot water. He thinks it will make him dizzy.
Another reason is that the bathing area in Marshal Troll's specially built villa is too big—it's almost as big as a swimming pool. Rather than a bath, Mutt felt that it was more like a big hot spring.
It's too extravagant, so extravagant that people are not used to it.
Thinking about it like this, Mute found it bothersome, so he seldom went there.
Probably the same idea as him, he has never seen the major general go there, and the major general takes a shower quickly and cleanly every time, probably because he doesn't like wasting time on it.
Going around the back corridor, Mutt walked into the huge bath room. As soon as he entered, a burst of hot air came towards him. He looked up and suddenly felt that he was not in the house but in the wild.
The white mist is lingering, but in the white mist, you can clearly see the scattered hills and gravel roads, the clear hot springs meandering among the low hills, and most of what you can see is right in front of you, steaming hot and steaming. There is also a small part looming, covered by stacked low hills.
Half of it is green grass, and the other half is covered with white snow.
The roof of the house should be transparent, and you can see the crescent moon in the night sky, shining down cold and white. The surroundings of the hot spring are covered by trees with white dry red leaves. There are clusters of mangroves, the dense canopy swaying slightly, the red leaves are flying, the falling flowers are colorful, and pieces of red are dotted on the snow.
The spring water is as quiet as a mirror, and the moonlight is reflected in it.
The scenery was so beautiful that Mutt stared in a daze for a while.
It's just a bathing pool. As for making such a big battle
But he thought about it again, this planet belongs to the major general, let alone a luxury version of the bath, even if he pulled down an entire snow mountain to make his own private bath, no one would dare to object.
Ah, the wicked ruling class.
It's too extravagant.
So corrupt.
After complaining a few words in his heart, Mutt walked in, and the door closed automatically.
Originally, the corner of the house could still be seen from the outside, but once the door was closed, only a gravel path could be seen far away in the night, and the door just closed could not be seen at all.
Presumably the doors and walls have been hidden by the stereo projection.
but…
Mute stepped on his feet, the white snow under his feet was not illusory, and the red leaves that fell down and landed on his palms were also real. The little red leaves swayed in his palms, making his palms slightly itchy.
He couldn't help laughing.
There is nothing wrong with being corrupt and extravagant once in a while.
Thinking so, Mut stood by the hot spring and took off his clothes one by one.
The white shirt was open, the collar slipped from the shoulders to the elbows, and the slightly thin shoulders were exposed. The white mist passed over the white and delicate skin, and the fine moonlight fell from the sky, shining on the bare shoulders. Let the skin look like it is glowing with luster.
The boy lowered his head and unbuttoned his clothes. The back of his neck showed a very graceful arc.
The light black hair is scattered on the tender skin of the back of the neck, which is slightly moist because of the mist. The slightly longer tuft of black hair sticks softly to the back, and the ends are submerged in the arc of the butterfly bone.
With the unbuttoning of the last button, the white shirt that had slipped on the elbow was taken off.
The boy's waist was very slender, and the softness of his muscles was almost invisible.
When he bent down, an extremely beautiful arc was formed between his waist and his straight thighs. He stepped on the snow with his bare feet, and the line of his ankles extended upwards. Although those legs were not as long as someone's inhuman legs, they were still slender and well-proportioned. .
A basket flew over automatically, Mute threw all the clothes he had taken off into it, and took out a snow-white towel from it and tied it around his waist. Because it was tied so casually, the towel hung loosely around his waist as if it would slip off at any moment.
As soon as the boy stood upright and looked at his back, he could see the arcs of the waist on both sides coming along the tailbone, and the lines converged on the tailbone. When he turned around, the towel slipped slightly, and he could see To the uppermost trace of the groin that is hidden under the towel.
Mute was about to go into the water, when a strand of light-black forehead hair that was a little damp from the mist fell down in front of his eyes, somewhat blocking his sight.
He raised his hand, planning to push the strand of hair behind his ear.
Suddenly, his ankles, which were cold from stepping on the snow all the time, suddenly felt hot.
There was a jerk in his chest.
He felt a hot hand grab his ankle on the ground—
All kinds of late-night ghosts, water ghosts, and underground skeletons flashed through his mind—
Frightened by all kinds of horrific memories, the boy whose mind went blank instantly opened his mouth and instinctively wanted to shout out—
A huge force came from the ankle, before Mutt had time to shout out, he was pulled backwards by that force.
There was a clear sound of splashing water in the silent night, and the water splashed everywhere.
Mut fell backwards into the water and sank all at once.
The body was surrounded by warm water, and the water rushed from all directions, covering his whole body. The suffocation feeling submerged in the water made the boy instinctively want to open his mouth. But before he had time to open his mouth, his mouth was blocked with force.
Someone hugged him who was submerged in the water, and blocked his lips in the water.
...
"Boss, look, actually, this is insomnia. If you are very tired, you probably won't have any insomnia."
"...?"
"Ahem, that, BOSS, this little guy obviously suffers from insomnia because he thinks too much, so don't let him have time to think about things."
"How to do it?"
"Fuck! I made it so obvious!"
The red-haired junior soldier winked, holding one hand empty, and poked the index finger of the other hand into the hole of the hand he was holding. The action was so obscene no matter how you looked at it.
"In this way—you know, you work harder, and you won't think too much when you are tossed hard, then—wow!"
Robin, who hadn't finished speaking, was kicked out by Via, who was next to him with a dark face.
...
Unreliable methods provided by unreliable subordinates.
Whether it works for insomnia is unknown, but for Troll, the effect is exactly the opposite.
[Toss him hard...]
These words echoed in his mind, a ball of fire burned in his heart inexplicably, and the burning was unbearable, but the little guy still hugged him without knowing why, and he could only endure it with the look of trusting him.
Until the insomniac Mute fell asleep, he still couldn't fall asleep. Holding the person curled up in his arms defenselessly, the breath in the hair is around the tip of the nose, like a temptation, he has an uncontrollable urge to bite down and devour this person .
The Marshal almost used all his self-control to kiss the lips of the sleeping boy in his arms, then got up and went out, wanting to quench the fire in his body before coming in.
When he went out, he realized that he was sweating. He clicked his tongue in displeasure, and went to wash himself off. Because he didn't want to go back so soon, he went to the hot spring pool for a while, intending to soak for a while to calm himself down. .
It's just that he didn't expect that little guy to follow him not long after he entered the hot spring pool.
Because he happened to be leaning against a turning point of the stone wall at that time, and because of the hazy fog, Mute probably didn't see him, thinking that there was no one here, so...
Pressing the person firmly into the water, blocking the opponent's lips forcefully, sticking the tip of the tongue into the opponent's mouth, raging and stirring almost fiercely, taking everything from the opponent.
not enough.
The marshal thought.
Totally not enough!
As long as he thought of the scene he saw just now, it was as if a ball of fire was burning in his body.
The child stood there defenseless, his slender and beautiful naked body bathed in the moonlight, standing in the snow.
At that moment, he couldn't think of anything other than crushing that green body into his arms.
Like a beast hidden in the night, he approached his unsuspecting prey silently.
Grab it and pull it into your arms.
He couldn't see the corners of his eyes that were burning red with desire, but he knew that he was like a hungry beast that wanted to devour the person in his arms.
The heat oozing from his body spread to his whole body, especially his lower abdomen, which was burned to the point of dull pain.
The man's long and narrow ice-blue phoenix eyes are always cold and clear, like frost on the top of a snow-capped mountain, like a glacier frozen in the deep sea, but at this moment, there is an amazing flame of desire churning and burning inside, His eyes were almost burning red.
Nothing is more terrifying than fire that burns from ice.
Even though his whole body was submerged in the water, he felt his mouth was parched, and the maddening flames burned out from his eyes and body, as if it could burn his whole body into ashes.
The hot air is lingering, the white mist is spreading, and the red leaves are scattered on the white snow, like clusters of tiny flames ignited in the snow.
The silvery moonlight fell from the night sky and shone into the water, illuminating the two entangled bodies in the water.