The ward was extremely quiet for a while, and the mass of silver-white liquid metal was still trembling on the ground, and then wriggling bit by bit, it slowly moved to Mutter's heel under the eyes of everyone. , and then wrapped around Mute's white soft boots.
The dark blue eyes just stared at it so coldly, staring at it, it squirmed to Mute's feet and clung to Mute's ankle.
As a result, the slender phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and the cold light in Troll's eyes became more and more fierce.
Even Robin, who was just a bystander, seemed to feel the chill of the sudden drop in temperature around him—although in this ward, the temperature should always be the most suitable for the human body, and it should never be easily raised or lowered. .
He looked at his boss, then at the young man, sighed, squatted down, and waved at the ball of silver-white liquid wrapped around Mute's feet.
"Idiot, come here if you don't want to die."
The silver-white liquid seemed to hesitate for a moment, then tremblingly let go of Mutt's ankle, flew to Robin in an irregular liquid state, shrank behind Robin, and then slowly changed back It looks like a round white ball.
Da Da, which had changed back to the initial shape, was attached to Robin's back, lying on his shoulders, with two small triangular eyes cautiously looking up.
Robin was still squatting on the ground, looking up in this indecent posture.
He said: "BOSS, you..."
The man's dark blue icy eyes glanced at Robin lightly, looking down from top to bottom.
To shut up.
Even if Troll didn't speak, Robin could easily see the meaning in the eyes of his cold boss.
He squatted on the ground and sighed, then stood up. Da Da, who was lying on his back, floated up with him, and was pinched by Robin, as if wanting to vent something, Robin squeezed Da Da hard, although Da Da was already hard and pinched all over now. not moving.
It seems to be dead.
Robin thought while clutching the da da in his hand.
Although he wanted Mutt to leave immediately, seeing the eyes of his boss, Robin already knew that it was impossible—as long as the boss woke up, no one could take this boy away from his boss.
The ward was unusually quiet at this moment, and the young emperor who had glanced at Robin out of the corner of his eye and told him to shut up had already fallen on the opposite side, the black-haired boy.
Troll didn't speak, but just looked at Mute quietly.
Mute lowered his eyes and did not meet his gaze. His thin eyelashes cast a faint shadow, half-covering his eyes, and his lips were pursed lightly, as if he couldn't say a lot of words.
After a while, the drooping eyelashes lifted, Mutt looked at Troll, and his eyes met Troll.
He said, "You see now why I had to go."
Mute didn't know whether Troll heard what he said to Robin, maybe he didn't, but even if he didn't, Troll should be able to judge the reason with his thinking ability.
"Major General." Looking into those dark blue phoenix eyes, Mutt said, "This is only the first time..."
However, Mutt's words were quickly interrupted.
"So, you plan to do what Robin said?"
Troll stared at him, the corners of his slender eyes raised slightly, forming a sharp arc.
The man looked at Mute with a hidden oppressive gaze, as if it was the exclusive aura of a wild beast in the jungle lurking in the dark watching its prey.
His eyes are indifferent at the moment, as if he can't see any emotion, but as long as the pupils are slightly constricted, they will immediately show a scorching grasping power.
After staring at the pair of star eyes that seemed to change anytime and anywhere for a long time, Mute suddenly smiled.
"If it was the day before, I probably would have done that," he said. "Now... I'm not sure myself."
He paused and sighed.
"Major General, you are different from Via and the others. Via and the others are just damaged by rejection of their body cells, but you... I think there should be nothing wrong with your body, just like Robin."
"But your spirit..." the young man said softly, "It's very difficult to notice the damage you have suffered mentally. You haven't noticed it all this time."
"Wait." Robin, who had been standing obediently by the side, couldn't help but said, "All this time? You said this all the time—when should it be counted?"
Mutt glanced at him and replied calmly.
"From the time when the major general first performed mental attunement with me."
"What? Isn't that—"
"The earth was revived more than two hundred years ago, and I was awakened by it... From the day I was awakened by it, my mental fluctuations have been linked to it."
Mutt said, "It is precisely because of this that when you felt the existence of 'Earth' from my mental map, you had such a big reaction."
Otherwise, it is just an image in memory, and it is impossible for countless soldiers who have experienced the battlefield of life and death to lose control of their emotions in an instant.
The reason why they lose control of their emotions is because they didn't just see the video, but really felt the existence of the planet that bred their lives at that moment through the spirit of the teenagers.
Robin choked.
He suddenly remembered that no matter how much he longed for the earth, he only saw an image of the "earth" at that time-just like this, it made him and others lose control of their emotions and even collapse in an instant-this kind of thing, in retrospect, he I also vaguely feel that something is wrong.
Looking back seriously now, indeed, rather than saying that they 'saw' the image of the earth at that time, it would be better to say that they 'felt' the real existence of the earth at that time.
That spiritual 'feeling' overwhelmed the willpower and rationality of the soldiers, causing everyone's emotions to burst out at that moment and cause them to lose control of their emotions.
...
The boy frowned, whispering as if talking to himself.
"It's been too long, it's too late... I didn't expect it to be..."
"No, wait, what do you mean by that—"
Robin thought for a while, then suddenly woke up with a start.
"The problem with the boss is very serious?"
If it is said that Via fell down after only staying on the earth for a few days, then, counting from the time when the BOSS and Mute first performed spiritual attunement, it is equivalent to the BOSS staying on the earth for more than two years—
So in this way, the BOSS is already terminally ill and hopeless? !
Robin felt that he had run out of patience, so he asked directly.
"Just say it straight, is the BOSS hopeless?"
Even more simply, he slapped the table and asked Mutt directly.
"Be more specific, how long can you live-"
The red-haired junior soldier broke his mouth and said a word, but a cold voice next to him interrupted his words.
"go out."
The human emperor, who had been identified as terminally ill by his subordinates, finally spoke. With two words, the angry red-haired subordinate's stomach full of grievances collapsed like a deflated ball.
Luo Bin glanced at his boss, but unfortunately his boss only gave him a cold profile, and didn't even look at him out of the corner of his eye.
He gritted his teeth, a little resentful and unwilling, but no matter what, once Troll spoke, as a subordinate, he could only obediently obey the order, and left here with Da Da.
As the door of the ward opened and closed again, there were only two people left in the room.
Troll looked at Mute and reached out to him.
Mutt looked at the hand stretched out to him, pursed his lips tightly, but did not move.
The man pondered for a moment, then withdrew his hand and walked forward.
Mute watched Troll approaching, his eyelashes moved slightly, as if he was struggling, but he still stood there without moving.
Standing in front of the boy, Troll leaned over slightly, his picturesque face was close to the boy's slightly trembling eyelashes. The velvety black hair was scattered, the phoenix eyes were thin lips, and the snow-skinned star eyes, that face was still as good-looking as the first time I saw it, so good that it was almost impossible to move one's eyes away.
Because he was still on the hospital bed not long ago, he was not wearing a military uniform jacket, but just a thin white shirt with the neckline open, exposing his snow-white neck.
At this moment, when he bent over like this, the neckline drooped and opened more and more. As soon as Mutt raised his eyes, his eyes could pass over the extremely handsome face in front of him, follow the graceful neck line, and see the thin open chest. The muscles and traces of half of the clavicle.
"Don't you want to touch me?"
The man who stood in front of the boy and leaned over said that he didn't reach out to touch Mutt, but just stood like this and moved closer to the boy.
The cold thin lips were slightly opened and closed, and the warm breath passed over the boy's constantly vibrating eyelashes.
"...you are so cunning."
After a long while, Mutt spoke in a low voice.
He didn't answer Troll's question, as if he was complaining under his breath.
"Um?"
The phoenix eyes were slightly raised, and those dark blue eyes that seemed to be filled with the faint light of the stars and the sea could almost kill people at a glance.
"..."
The young man took a breath, pursed his mouth tightly and said nothing, but he stretched out his arms and put his arms around the neck of Trol, who was leaning over in front of him.
He pursed his lips as if he was very angry, and his face was full of anger, but his hands were tightly around Troll's neck and refused to let go.
Troll, who was being hugged, didn't move, but the corners of his lips raised indistinctly.
Then, he reached out and put his arms around the person in his arms.
"I said, wait for me."
"..."
"You are obedient."
Mute pursed her lips and said nothing, but soft lips kissed the tip of her ear, and Troll's deep voice penetrated deep into the eardrum.
The man who leaned into his ear whispered, "Good boy."
"...Major General."
"Um?"
"If you really don't live long... what are you going to do?"
Mute didn't hear Troll's answer right away, he loosened his arms slightly, and tried to step back and watch the major general speak. But just as he let go, the hand clasped around his waist tightened even more forcefully, preventing him from pulling away.
He was held tightly, his face pressed against Troll's chest, and he couldn't see anything. He could only feel that the hand that was holding his shoulder from behind slowly moved up from his shoulder, inward, touched his shoulder socket, and pressed it on his neck.
Then, the hand opened, fingers wrapped around his neck.
He could clearly feel those five slender fingers tightening a little bit, as if deliberately making him feel the chilling feeling of horror—let him know clearly that at this moment, his most The fragile place was strangled in the hands of the major general.
The coldness on the fingers penetrated through the skin of the throat, making the neck tremble uncontrollably.
No one doubted that with a little force from the man's fingers, he could easily break the slender neck of the young man held between his fingers.
That should be extremely scary and frightening.
However, the whispering voice of the partial man leaning towards the young man's ear had a heart-shattering gentleness that was completely opposite to the cold fingers.
"Will kill you...before I die."