When the entire universe has been caught in the flames of war, the Forner galaxy, which is the base of Marshal Troll, is extremely calm, and the flames of war have not spread to this galaxy at all. If it weren't for the frequent fleet attacks or return voyages after the war, the residents of the Forner galaxy would hardly have the feeling that it is now a wartime.
As the center of the galaxy, Forna Planet is even more peaceful. The inhabitants of the planet live freely without any sense of urgency for war. Naturally, they are grateful to Marshal Troll who gave them a peaceful life. They were extremely fortunate that His Majesty the dead emperor bestowed the Forner Galaxy on the Marshal at the very beginning, making this galaxy his original territory.
As long as there is this Marshal who is like the god of war in myths and legends, and as long as this planet is still under the protection of this lord, they will be able to live without worry.
For a long time, the security forces around Forna Star were not very strong, and most of the security forces were actually deployed in the outer galaxies. According to Robin's sarcasm, if the enemy can reach the Forna star, then their power will not be close to extinction. At that time, even if there was a fleet to resist near the Forna star, it was just dying, and it would be better to die early and be reborn sooner.
That's why the residents of Fona Star are also very used to their own planet being defenseless, and when they talk about it to people from other planets, they still have a faintly proud tone.
Marshal Troll is the only ruler in the entire universe who dares to be so courageous and not set up a guard force around his main star.
However, what happened recently made the residents of the Forna planet start to wonder. They discovered that a small fleet of warships suddenly appeared near the Forna star, cruising around the planet all day long. Moreover, the entire planet was suddenly covered by a huge protective shield. From the universe, this fiery red planet seemed to be surrounded by a thin layer of light.
What is strange is that after inspection by merchant ships entering and leaving the planet, this kind of protective shield does not seem to have any offensive capabilities, nor can it stop the artillery attacks of warships. effect.
Probably the Planetary Beauty Project
Some people guessed this way, and then they were complained to death by everyone.
But this halo is indeed useless, at least most people don't feel it when they pass through the halo.
However, there are also a very small number of people, those with extremely strong mental strength, who will feel a little discomfort when passing through the halo.
On one side of the planet, the vast villa stands quietly on the green grass. An invisible spherical transparent light shield enveloped the entire villa, and hundreds of filaments that seemed to be condensed light could be vaguely seen hanging from the invisible light curtain, converging towards the location of the villa.
In the living room, the boy's small body was nestled in the soft sofa, and a virtual square transparent screen appeared in front of his eyes.
He raised his finger and swiped lightly on the light curtain a few times. On the dedicated optical network community, the residents on the planet are enthusiastically uploading the images they recorded, and discussing what it is, is it It's not that the Marshal is experimenting with some new secret weapon or something.
The light curtain in front of the face was emitting a slight blue light, and the dark pupils reflected an image on it. The fiery red planet was covered with a thin layer of light, which looked really beautiful.
Mute's mouth twitched, as if smiling.
His hand hangs down, and a light blue transparent halo slowly rotates on his wrist. Dozens of light threads penetrate the roof or walls and hang down from the sky, converging on the halo.
"The battle is too big."
The boy nestled quietly on the sofa for a while, then suddenly spoke.
He wasn't talking to himself, because he wasn't alone in this living room.
And when the man heard his words, he shrugged casually.
"It can't be too big."
The red-haired novice replied. During this period of time, he did not go to the battlefield with Troll, but stayed here.
He has nothing to complain about, after all, he is Mutt's bodyguard in name, but in fact he has to be responsible for watching this little guy who has caused great trouble.
He glanced at Mute and said, "If you are gone, let alone this planet, BOSS can turn this universe over."
He snorted, "Compared to that, this battle is nothing."
As he spoke, he patted his buttocks and stood up, raised his hands and stretched heavily. During this period of time, I can only stay here to help the BOSS keep an eye on this little guy. His body is almost rusty. It seems that he will go to the fitness room to exercise to maintain his physical condition.
"Let's go, it's time for lunch."
"… Go ahead."
"Why?" Robin raised his eyebrows, "Do you still want to go on a hunger strike to protest? Don't you feel ashamed to use such a bloody and cheap method?"
Mutt smiled.
"Do you think I'm just that worthless?" He said, raising his hand, and it was obvious that he was struggling to raise his hand. "You should know that there is no consumption, so there is no appetite."
His strength has been sucked away, this body has almost no strength, it looks extremely sick and weak, even walking a few more steps is struggling, he can only stay quietly in one place. And staying still like this, the body energy is almost consumed, so naturally there is no need to replenish too much energy, and it will not feel hungry.
After he finished answering, he continued to lie on the sofa, looking sick and tired.
Robin glanced at him, didn't say anything, and didn't sneer anymore, but sat down again.
"Tell me, what can't you think about? Does it have to be like this?"
He frowned and said, with unconcealable anxiety in his words.
"It's not that you don't like BOSS, why do you have to make such a fuss, can't you continue to cling to BOSS like before?" He spoke quickly, "I don't understand, look now, everything that needs to be solved has been solved Now, the emperor is dead, the royal family is also gone, and there are miscellaneous small characters, not to mention, what the first emperor did was wrong, but the BOSS is innocent, and he doesn't want the genes of the first emperor Ah, even if you lose your temper, you shouldn't quarrel with the boss."
"Look at you, you are all fine, so it's not worth losing your temper for an outsider."
What the man who has always been careless said at this moment can be said to be sincere.
The so-called confidant mother-in-law is nothing more than that.
What Datong said made the young man who was quietly nesting on the sofa, not wanting to talk or move, looked up at Robin in surprise, probably because he was stunned by Robin's abnormality, and he didn't realize it until a while later. .
"... I was shocked. I almost thought that someone was pretending to be you, and I could say such a thing."
"What are you still arguing with me now, hurry up and solve your own problems first!"
Robin replied angrily.
"You're like this now, you're just struggling, and you have to find something for yourself when you have nothing to do, what should I say? That's right, what, you're so fucking hypocritical—"
After being scolded by Robin, Mutt was not angry.
"It's easy for you to say." He said, "Robin, I must go back to Earth."
"Hui Hui Hui! You can go back if you want! Who the hell won't let you go back!"
The man continued to swear.
"Things are not that simple." The young man sighed, "Luobin, you love your father so much, if one day, the father who was seriously ill in the ward and fell asleep waiting for you to go back, and the lover you love so much ... Let you choose, will you go back to your father's side?"
Robin was instantly irritable.
"Choose a fart! I can't fucking bring my wife back!"
"Okay." Mute smiled, "But... if it was your wife who killed your father, can you still take her back?"
"I understand what you mean."
Robin frowned at Mute and stood up. His complexion was not very good, and his voice became cold.
"It's too much for you to say that. The previous generation is the work of the previous generation, and it will be tens of thousands of years away from today. If you insist on putting the things that the previous generation did on our generation, what are you doing? It’s too much for us to bear the troubles of tens of thousands of years ago because of the repayment of father’s debts.”
"...too much?"
The boy laughed again, and laughed out loud.
"Who is too much?" He said, his smile faded, and he looked at Robin lightly. "Back then, human beings were like parasites. The reason why they developed so quickly and became so powerful was because they sucked up the earth. They squeezed the earth dry to gain the power to go to the universe, the era of the big universe opened, and the present 20,000 years later."
"Robin, while you are inheriting the benefits passed down to you by the previous generation, you are also saying that their sins should not be borne by you... As long as you want what you don't want, just pretend you don't see it. How nice it is, yes no?"
He nestled on the sofa, squinting his eyes slightly, and there was also a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.
He asked again: "Who is going too far?"
"..."
Robin opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
He couldn't argue with that.
What a simple reason.
A person kills another person, takes away all the property of that person, and allows himself and his child who knows nothing to live a rich and high-quality life.
Then, after a few years, will this grown-up child be able to stand uprightly in front of the grave of the dead person and say, I did nothing, the person who killed you is my father, it has nothing to do with me, I am innocent Yes, there is nothing wrong with me.
"I'm going back...but I won't let you go back to Earth."
The tired-looking teenager leaned on the armrest of the sofa, closed his eyes, and said lightly.
"Human... not even one."
Who the fuck cares about it!
The violently irritable red-haired novice opened his mouth to shout.
But the words reached his throat, and he choked for a while, but he still didn't make a sound.
Looking at Mute's tired face, he felt panicked in his heart. After a while, he resentfully sat down again. He sat there in a daze, staring at the void in front of him in a daze. At this moment, what emerged in his mind was the throbbing that seemed to come from the depths of his soul when he saw the blue planet for the first time a long time ago. verb: move.
At that glance, his soul seemed to melt in that blue ocean.
…
But that blue planet is no longer there, and it is no longer possible for him to return to the planet that haunted him in his dreams.
It doesn't want him anymore.
It doesn't want them anymore.
He sat there blankly, feeling suddenly and terribly uncomfortable for some reason.
[You can’t just say that you don’t know or that you are innocent as long as you want and those you don’t want.]
Now the human beings in the universe have inherited the legacy of the previous generation, so the sins of the previous generation must also be borne.
It's a matter of course, isn't it.
... ... ...
Robin was in a daze and didn't speak, and Mute naturally didn't continue. He nestled lazily on the sofa, squinting his eyes and looking out the window, the traces of passing clouds on the endless sky.
He could see traces of countless light threads extending from his body to the sky, and he looked at those thin transparent threads with a somewhat dazed expression.
"Robin, a long time ago, there was a creature called [Spider] on Earth."
The boy spoke the name of the creature that did not exist in the Imperial language in the Earth Alliance language.
"That kind of creature can spit out silk thread, which is transparent and hard to see, hanging in the corner... Then, the little bug will accidentally crash into the net as it flies... Once it is entangled by the net, it will never Can't struggle... [Spiders] will crawl over along the silk threads they spit out. When they bite their prey, they will inject the toxin in the fangs into the prey's body, making it paralyzed and unable to struggle... Then, bite the prey one by one. Eat clean...”
He stopped here and raised his hands.
Under the bright sunlight, the light blue transparent halos on his wrists slowly rotated, countless filaments of light refracted the light and stretched towards the sky.
The boy smiled and said, "Look, I don't look like me now."
He just raised his hand, then dropped it, he didn't have the strength to hold it up for too long.
Then, Mutt got off the sofa. His feet and calves were naked, and they were extremely white because of the lack of blood. Reflecting the blue halo around the ankles, the skin was faintly translucent. A shocking paleness.
Even when he stood up, he had to rely on his hands to support the armrest of the sofa, but just standing up for one movement seemed to exhaust all his strength. He grasped the armrest with both hands to support his body, lowered his head, breathing rapidly.
Then, he let go, and walked forward. Just two steps away, his weak body shook slightly, as if he was about to fall.
Almost instinctively, Robin, who had been staring at Mutt, stepped over in two steps and stretched out his hand to support Mutt.
"... let go."
Just two words, with a kind of indescribable tiredness, but also with obvious stubbornness.
The boy who was supported by him didn't look back. He couldn't see the boy's face, nor the expression on Mutt's face when he said these two words.
He could only see the back of the young man's neck. The skin was abnormally fair and devoid of blood. The light black soft hair was scattered finely on the skin on the neck, and the light blue blood vessels under the thin skin could almost be seen. Mark of.
It seemed inexplicably palpitating.
Robin was silent for a while, then let go of his hand.
Mutt didn't move immediately. He stood there for a while, as if he was resting. After a while, he stepped forward.
Robin stood behind and looked at the boy's back.
He saw the thin silk thread wrapped around the young man's body and unfolded slowly, like the traces of a huge spider web.
... ... ...
…………………
Three days later, Marshal Troll, who once again ended a war, returned to Forna Planet. When the Marshal came back, Mutt was just resting. After getting the news, Robin stood at the door, waiting for His Excellency the Marshal to enter.
The marshal who entered the door glanced at him, didn't say anything, walked straight forward, passed in front of Robin, the snow-white cloak behind him flew up with the marshal's steps, and then fell softly behind the marshal. The golden ornaments tied on the shoulders of the cloak collided with each other, making a small but pleasant collision sound.
Troll didn't speak to Robin, nor did he inquire about Mutt's condition, but went straight into the reception room on one side, as if there was something wrong.
Robin quickly followed and walked into the reception room.
"Boss, I want to talk to you."
He says.
After he entered, the door of the reception room closed automatically. Troll, who seemed to be waiting for some news here, glanced at him from the corner of his eyes, and frowned slightly, as if a little unhappy.
"go out."
The Marshal said in a cold voice.
The red-haired man, who was used to being scolded by the Marshal, stayed back with a deadpan face, pretending that he didn't hear Troll's order, and continued talking on his own.
"It's like this, Boss, I think there's something about that little guy..."
Before Robin finished speaking, he suddenly saw a light in the room, and a light curtain appeared in the air. He subconsciously stopped talking, looked up, and saw a figure appearing in the light curtain.
It was a person he had never seen before. He was tall and had an unconcealable evil spirit on his body. He was obviously a person who had been bloody on the battlefield. It's just that the man's face was completely blocked by a silver-white mask, making it impossible to see the man's appearance.
Robin was looking at the stranger, and the stranger also glanced at him, and then looked at Marshal Troll.
"Can you tell me?"
Robin heard that the stranger seemed to be asking the BOSS a question, and he realized that the masked man was asking the BOSS that it would be inconvenient for him to speak while he was present.
Since it is confidential...
Robin thoughtfully planned to turn around and leave, but just as he moved, Marshal Troll spoke.
"Say."
The marshal said lightly.
When the marshal said this, it was obviously not something he needed to avoid, so Robin didn't move. He planned to wait for the boss to finish talking with the masked man before continuing his topic.
After all, he really couldn't wait any longer, and wanted to make it clear to the boss as soon as possible.
The light curtain flashed, and the half-length image of the masked man shrank to a corner of the screen, and a planet appeared on the screen. It is a green planet, which is shrouded in the star fog naturally formed in the universe, looming, and it is difficult to find its existence if you don't look for it and pay attention to it.
"According to the signal, I found this place." The masked man said, "After preliminary detection, there are a lot of Jia's spiritual waves on this planet, and there are also traces of human life."
Robin was still a little confused, but when he heard this, he suddenly reacted, and instantly understood the meaning of the masked man's words.
As soon as he understood, his heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously turned his head to look at the marshal.
"Boss, you are..."
Robin looked at the marshal, he felt his throat was a little dry.
Through the image on the light curtain, he vaguely saw countless warships surrounded by the hazy star fog. The existence of those battleships made Robin's chest tighten even more, and his breathing became short of breath.
"Don't do this, boss."
He couldn't help but speak out, and took a step forward.
"This way..." After choking for a long time, he could only choke out two words, "Not good."
The young marshal didn't answer, he stood there quietly, the light blue light curtain fluorescent fell on that handsome side cheek, flickering on and off. Light and shadow intertwined on his side cheeks, and his long and narrow eyes stared at the light curtain, like the frozen moonlight on the snow-capped mountains.
He just stood there, and the little breath that leaked made people tremble with fear.
"Boss, this is a bit too much."
Robin anxiously stepped forward again, speaking hastily.
"You do this, the little guy will—"
Troll, who had been letting Robin speak without saying a word, suddenly looked up at Robin.
The indifferent glance caused Robin to stop half of what he said, choked in his throat.
He opened his mouth, but couldn't breathe.
He couldn't describe the look the marshal gave him, but his clenched fingertips trembled twice uncontrollably at that moment.
Useless.
It's useless to say anything now.
From the look the marshal gave, Robin suddenly understood this.
No one can stop the current marshal.
Thinking of this, Robin felt almost suffocated.
"Do it."
said the marshal.
"Yes."
The masked man on the light curtain replied.
...
After an unknown amount of time, the room dimmed, and the Marshal had already left, leaving Robin alone.
Robin stood in the middle of the reception room. In the quiet room, only his breathing could be heard. He looked at the void in front of him, but his eyes were complicated and a little dazed.
... He almost forgot... Perhaps it was because Troll's eyes on the child were always too gentle... So in such a long time, he almost forgot.
He forgot.
Before meeting that child, long, long ago, what a frightening existence that young major general was.
He forgot.
For a long time, for this man without heart and emotion, the so-called thousands of lives have never been just one piece of data.
The red-haired man stood quietly, a deep shadow cast over his face.
He suddenly remembered the night of that day, under the faint starlight, the silk threads hanging down and entangled the boy's body, and the huge net unfolded in the night.
He suddenly remembered that yesterday, Mutt sat on the sofa and smiled at him, and the silk thread wrapped around his limbs spread out an intertwined net behind him.
[Look, do I look alike now?]
There was a loud bang, and Robin slammed his fist hard against the wall.
He clenched his teeth so tightly that the corners of his lips almost spasmed.
He doesn't understand.
He really doesn't understand.
Why on earth did things come to this point—
...
……………
Above the dark night sky, starlight shines, falling from the sky to the earth, casting a light layer of luster on the earth. The boy stood in front of the closed French windows, pressing his hands on the cold glass, and the vast and boundless starry sky was in front of him, as if he could reach it with his hands.
But something stood in front of him, preventing him from reaching out. He is like a small flying insect locked in a glass jar, he can clearly see everything, everything is in front of his eyes, but he can't touch it at all.
Mute looked at his hands, the two light blue transparent halos were slowly turning around his wrists, and the thin silk threads were pulled out and stretched towards the sky.
The starlight fell, and the faint light of the countless thin lines in the night sky was faintly visible.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He has been quiet all this time, but he didn't do anything. He has been working hard to accumulate the energy in his body and reduce its passing.
Perhaps because he was more or less used to it, his control over Jia's power regained a little bit, and he carefully accumulated those weak powers and hid them deep in his body.
... As long as these auras can be broken...
The boy closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The next second, he opened his eyes suddenly, and a blue light suddenly lit up in the dark pupils.
The halos on his wrists and ankles trembled violently at this moment, as if being restrained by an invisible force, as if they were about to burst apart in the next second—
A ray of light flashed across the night sky, the invisible mask flickered in the darkness, the stream of light flashed, and in an instant, the stream of light turned into countless streams, flowing down quickly along the countless thin threads of light—
As if being hit by countless electric currents, the young man groaned in pain, the blue light in his pupils suddenly dissipated, his knees softened, and he knelt heavily on the ground.
If it weren't for his hands still supporting the glass, he might have fallen forward to the ground.
He pressed his hands on the glass, knelt on the ground, lowered his head, panting heavily, his face was terribly pale, and his light black forehead hair was soaked in cold sweat and stuck to his cheeks.
His chest was violently heaving, and deep in his body there was still a faint sense of paralysis that almost made his mind still when he was penetrated by thousands of tiny electric currents just now.
That feeling was not pain, not physical pain, but a sense of mental shock. He couldn't describe that weird feeling, but at that moment, he couldn't think of anything, as if in a flash Lost self in general.
The feeling of losing myself is very scary.
He knelt down in front of the French windows, still panting rapidly to calm his violently beating heart.
A hand slowly stretched out from behind, over his shoulder, and pressed next to his hand on the glass. Those were a pair of white-skinned hands, with distinct joints and slender fingers, reflecting the starlight, like jade carvings of art, truly beautiful.
But it was these beautiful hands that made Mute's heart, which had finally calmed down, beat violently.
A familiar breath came from behind, a warm chest pressed against his back, and out of the corner of his eyes, he saw another white hand pressed against his kneeling knee.
Mutt heard a familiar low voice coming from very close to his ear, and his ears could almost feel the heat of the man's breath.
"I said, if you're sick, behave yourself."
The man behind him said this, half kneeling on the ground on one knee, his outstretched arms and posture seemed to imprison his whole body between the tall body behind him and the glass window, leaving him nowhere to escape.
The boy knelt on the ground, breathing rapidly, and clenched his hand on the glass window tightly.
He bit his lower lip hard, showing a determined look, turned his head, and looked at the people behind him.
"Major General." Looking into those dark blue eyes, he raised a hand in front of Troll's eyes. Mutt said, that hand clenched into a fist, "Do you really think that using this kind of thing can Lock me up for the rest of my life?"
This man should know that with his character, even if this kind of thing can lock him for a while, but as long as he wants to leave wholeheartedly, it cannot lock him for a lifetime.
Pressing one hand on the glass window, the Marshal who leaned over behind the young man raised the hand that was on the ground, and held the hand that Mute raised in front of his eyes.
He lowered his head slightly, and his lips fell on the fist that was clenched by him. The light blue light from the slowly rotating transparent halo on the wrist of that hand illuminated the handsome and cold cheeks of the man.
"I know I can't."
The marshal replied, his voice was faint, and he could not hear the slightest emotion.
But the movement of him kissing the boy's fist was opposite to it, with an indescribable tenderness.
He raised his head and looked at Mutt with his long and narrow phoenix eyes.
"Ga's mental fluctuations are too strong, so the signal device can't transmit a signal."
He said, "But you shouldn't let them take Caesar with you."
As soon as Troll's words fell, a light curtain emerged from beside them. In the light curtain, surrounded by the white star fog, a green planet could be vaguely seen. Also, the countless battleships surrounding the star mist were also floating in the white mist.
Mutt's pupils shrank violently.
He looked at Troll, his eyes wide open, in disbelief. His face was extremely pale at this moment, and an indescribable chill almost penetrated into his bone marrow at this moment, making him shiver all over.
Troll looked at him, his dark blue eyes were like endless black holes in the universe, revealing a chilling mental power. In the depths of those eyes, there was a trembling and dangerous aura.
"You never remember what I said."
Letting go of Mute's hand, Troll gently pinched the chin of the boy in his arms with his fingers while speaking.
His movements were not heavy, and the strength of the fingers pinching Mute's chin was also very light.
His words seemed to be reprimanding, but they also carried an indescribable pampering air.
"I said so."
The marshal said, looking at Mutt's eyes with his long and narrow phoenix eyes.
"If you are not here, the so-called Jia has no meaning of existence."
How gentle he looked at Mutt, how cruel the words he said.
"It's not difficult to destroy a planet."