Noah's breathing paused slightly, and he looked at Mute with doubts in his eyes.
"… 'it'?"
he asked, repeating the word.
There was still doubt in his eyes, but after repeating the word, he seemed to understand something, showing a clear look, hesitated a little, and continued to ask.
"Is this what you feel?"
Mutt shook his head.
"I don't quite understand either..."
He said softly, with confusion on his face.
"Although I don't understand it very well, I can definitely feel it."
"I can feel that [it] wants me to go back, such a thing... Also, [it] does not want humans to go back, such a feeling." He said, biting his lower lip, "So..."
The boy's lips didn't have much blood, because he pressed them too hard just now. The fine ends of hair were scattered in his drooping eyelashes, and the shadows falling into his eyes made his eyes look a bit dim.
There was not much sadness on the young man's face, and it might not be seen in the eyes of others. But Noah, who had just felt the uncontrollable overflowing emotions of the young man, understood very well what Mutt was bearing in his heart.
He sighed, and felt distressed.
He remembered the moment when he took Mute away not long ago.
At that time, the sun was bright, illuminating the earth, and the fine fluorescent lights scattered down the entire sky like snow. He was suspended behind Mutt, unable to see Mutt's expression at that time.
[… Please.]
He couldn't see Mutt's face, he couldn't see the look on the boy's face at that moment, but he could clearly feel the boy's hand trembling almost convulsively at that moment when he held Mutt's hand, and the boy's fingers were cold. Terrible.
Holding the cold fingertips, Noah raised his head and looked forward for some reason.
He was behind Mutt, and he couldn't see Mutt's expression, but he could clearly see the face of the human marshal in front of him.
At that moment, an invisible air flow roared past, and he saw the eyes of that human being under the messy black hair.
For a long time, he couldn't say he had a good impression of this human being.
But the moment he saw the look in the eyes of the human marshal, his chest suddenly throbbed, as if he had been stabbed fiercely by an invisible sharp needle.
He couldn't explain any reason, but at that moment, the human's eyes on Mutt made him, who was just a bystander, feel inexplicably uncomfortable.
At that time, Noah was stunned.
He never knew that, just a human being, that sadness could be so intense that even he, who had the strongest spiritual power, could be infected.
Even the most terrifying black hole vortex in the depths of the universe cannot compare to the darkness in that man's eyes at that moment.
What a strong feeling that is, to achieve this level...
... ... ...
Waking up from the memories, Noah stood up slowly, he looked at the young man who was sitting quietly on the pane with his arms around Caesar and his eyes downcast, and reached out to stroke Caesar's head.
"You didn't tell him about it?" he asked.
Mutt shook his head, then nodded again.
Noah looked at him softly and asked, "Why?"
If he had spoken out, the child would not have been forcibly imprisoned, and he would not have reached the present situation with that human marshal.
"It's hard to say..." Mute thought for a long time, a little confused, as if he was organizing his words, trying to explain things that he didn't even understand.
"It's just a feeling... I can't be sure, but it's too strong," he said. "
Mutt didn't know how to express it.
It was just an indescribable feeling, as long as he was with the major general, there would be an invisible but extremely distinct sense of rejection, suppressing him, surrounding him, trying to push him away from the major general.
It's like the same magnetic poles, as long as they get close, they will repel each other.
If you have to get close, you have to endure the strong and uncomfortable pressure.
It wouldn't make the body hurt, but it was very uncomfortable... It was like... It was like the first time he entered the room with ten times the gravity, the pressure was overwhelming, there was nowhere to hide, he could only endure it.
He has been enduring the oppressive feeling that surrounds him all the time, trying to pretend that nothing happened.
He vaguely knew why, but he didn't want to leave.
When he was very young, his mother once told him a fairy tale.
His mother said that the little mermaid had two legs and walked towards the prince. Every step she took was like walking on the tip of a knife.
At that time, when he was still very young, he pouted and said, how painful it was, so painful, it would be better to go back into the water.
At that time, his mother rubbed his head, didn't say anything, just smiled softly.
At that time, he was still too young, so young that he didn't understand the feeling of wanting to stay with the one he loves even if every step he took was painful like stepping on the tip of a knife.
...
"Noah, what do you think, if I tell him that if I continue to be with me, something dangerous will happen, or even die—what will happen if I tell him?"
"..."
Noah didn't answer.
If it was before, he probably couldn't be sure, but now, he can see the answer very clearly.
He can feel it.
For that human marshal, letting go of this child is something more terrifying than death.
There is only one choice for the human marshal, no, there is no need to choose at all.
Mutt smiled, with a bit of self-mockery.
"I will not let humans go back to the earth, but I have no intention of leaving the major general. I just think that after I bring everyone back to the earth and stabilize, I can go back by myself from time to time while doing what I should do meet him."
Even if he stepped on the tip of the knife, he didn't want to leave the major general's side.
But that inexplicable sense of rejection was not only aimed at him, but also the major general. What frightened him even more was that that strange sense of rejection would only make him uncomfortable, but it would actually hurt the major general.
As long as he continues to stay by that person's side, he will become a sharp knife piercing the major general's body...
"I know what kind of answer he will give, I know it well."
The young man's shoulders tensed a little bit, he put his arms around Caesar in his arms, and clenched the pitch-black fur with his fingertips.
His face was pressed against Caesar's jet-black fur, making his face look even paler. The corners of his eyes became more and more red, but he still held back and continued to speak.
"...but I can't accept his answer."
He knew that even if he died, that person would not let him go.
But he can't accept it.
Noah didn't speak.
At this moment, no matter what words are spoken, they seem to be empty.
Either a present separation or a future farewell.
No matter which way you choose, these two paths are wrong.
Holding the black panther in his arms, Mute's nose twitched slightly.
"Yeah, maybe it's time to tell him the truth, but..."
His voice was also a little nasal, but he tried his best to suppress it.
"But if I tell him, he will definitely guess that I want to leave, and he will definitely not let me go."
"Noah, do you think it's more uncomfortable to be unable to keep a person who wants to stay, or to be unable to keep a person who doesn't want to stay?"
Taking a deep breath, the boy continued.
"Also, if I told him that I couldn't be with him because of [it]... what do you think he would do?"
what will do
Noah frowned, thinking he probably guessed it.
Will spare no expense.
Will do more terrible and crazy things than anything else.
For them, nothing is more important than their hometown and the mother planet that gave birth to them. But that man is different, that man has always cared about only one person.
No one dared to bet whether this human marshal who inherited the blood of the first emperor who destroyed the earth 20,000 years ago would do the same crazy thing.
The white-haired boy let out a low sigh.
Mutter was right.
What the human marshal did... can't be said to be wrong.
So, when things have come to this point, who is at fault
Twenty thousand years is too far away, so far away that they are helpless now.
Noah looked at Mute, looked at the child's downcast eyes, the traces of water mist on the thin eyelashes were so light that they couldn't bear a little weight, making people feel distressed just looking at them.
His eyes were gentle, and he sighed.
"Is this really good?"
he asks.
This is a farewell.
This time, Mutt, who was holding Caesar, was silent for a long time. It took so long that the traces of redness at the corners of his eyes disappeared little by little, and it took so long that the hazy mist on the tip of his eyelashes disappeared completely.
Mutt didn't answer, and Noah didn't move.
He saw Mute's lips clenched little by little, hard.
"...I'm not giving up."
After a long time, he heard Mutt say this.
The eyes of the boy holding the black panther were looking forward. The boy's dark eyes were always soft and flexible.
It has been sad and bleak, but when the dusty mist clears, there is still a bright flame burning in its depths, which is an eternal flame.
It lights up because its owner never gives up.
The young man looked ahead calmly, his eyes seemed to look across the void to the distant shore.
He repeated again: "I will not give up."
I don't want to give up either.
In the past, no matter what happened or what difficulties he encountered, it was always the major general who came to him on his own initiative.
He just stood there and waited, watched, and waited for that person to come to him.
So, now it's his turn.
He's going to go to that person, he's going to find a way to get to that person—
"Although it's just a vague feeling... But the root of the problem lies in [it], so the answer can only be obtained from [it]."
"I want to go back to the earth, but not to escape from the major general, because only there, only when [it] wakes up again, can I get the answer from [it] and get back to the major general."
Mutt's hand slowly stroked the thick fur of the black panther in his arms.
"I want to protect the Earth...but, equally, I want to protect the Major General."
"No matter who it is, it's important, and I don't want to give up."
The boy who took a deep breath said that his dark eyes were still amazingly bright even in the dark night.
"So, I want to go back to Earth. On Earth, no matter how long it takes, I will find that way."
Noah looked at Mute, the corners of his lips slightly raised.
He said, "You'll do it."
Noah said with a smile.
The existence of this child is itself a miracle.
He has done too many impossible things.
Therefore, Noah also believes that the so-called miracle may not happen again in the future.
And at this moment, he sincerely hoped that the miracle would happen.
…
I didn't give up.
I will not give up.
I left you in order to be able to come back to you again.
... ... ...
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--[Four years later]--
Star Fona slowly rotated in the starry sky. In the pitch-black universe, its fiery red body was like a cluster of crimson flames burning hot in the starry sky.
At this moment, countless warships surrounded this flame-like crimson planet, with a uniform and exquisite badge with blue patterns on a black background.
Outside the Forner galaxy, countless fleets surround the galaxy, and those countless fleets have countless insignias of different styles.
They surround the galaxy, like a bird facing a phoenix.
The universe of stars unfolds endlessly, and countless stars shine in the dark starry sky.
Boundless stars.
Only the crimson planet that looks like a cluster of burning flames is the most eye-catching.
The side above the flame planet is the daylight, and the sun in the sky is like a huge fireball, illuminating that side of the earth to the extreme.
The dazzling sunlight fell into the huge side hall through the skylight, making this side hall full of light without hiding any shadows.
The side hall was silent, only one person was sitting quietly in front of the window.
Bright light spots danced in the black hair that was as dark as night, making the dark hair seem to be glowing.
Troll sat there, eyes slightly closed. Under the slender eyelashes, the light reflected, revealing a faint icy blue luster.
Even in the bright sunlight, his side cheeks are still as hard and cold as the ice and snow on the top of Tianshan Mountain that has not melted for thousands of years.
The thin lips, with a little cold color, are the sharpness of a blade.
When the lips were slightly pursed, the pursed lines were the most cold and hard traces.
Someone walked in from the eerily quiet side hall.
A green-haired soldier wearing a black background with silver stripes walked in, a dark blue cloak unfolded behind him, and on his shoulders was a golden badge that symbolized his status as a general.
With his right hand clenched on his chest, Major General Via bowed his head deeply and saluted the other party.
"Time is up."
said the major general with blue hair, bowing his head respectfully.
"His Majesty."
The young emperor who was about to ascend the throne raised his eyes, with snow-skinned star pupils, phoenix eyes and thin lips, extremely handsome.
Only the bottom of the dark blue eyes, the shadow was deeply settled, there was no trace of human emotion, and no light could penetrate.
Those eyes were like an endless dark abyss, filled with a frightening and dangerous aura.
Just looking at it made me tremble from the bottom of my heart.
He got up, passed the blue-haired major general who bowed his head respectfully, and walked forward.
In the main hall outside, everyone was waiting for his arrival.
He's about to hold the thousand stars—