On the bench in the college, two young and handsome men sat side by side. After another fight, the two people were finally able to sit down and communicate calmly.
"So why do you want to break off the engagement? Do you think Ans is not good enough for you?" DeWitt glared at his friend next to him fiercely, as if he would bite him right away.
"..." The man was stunned into silence. Can he say yes
In his opinion, companions are slimy and weak, worse than mechas. Not to mention that the engagement partner is a B, even if it is an O, he still finds it troublesome! Garfiel's head started to hurt when he thought of the delicate and willful O's he usually saw.
Ansel, who didn't know that he was being disliked, sneezed, rubbed his nose, and looked around blankly.
Oops, how do you get out of this place... By the way, where is my brother...
"Why, do you really dislike Ans?" After such a moment of silence, DeWitt thought Garfiel acquiesced. DeWitt was immediately angry. In his heart, his younger brother is the best. If he is not worthy, it is Garfiel who is not worthy!
I haven't disliked you for having such a playboy face, but now you actually dare to dislike my brother? Unforgivable! DeWitt just wanted to summon a mecha and have a fight.
DeWitt's hand holding the mecha pendant was about to move, but his remaining reason stopped him. He took a few deep breaths, managed to calm down, and forced a smile to try to reason with Garfiel and convince Garfiel to change his mind.
After all, being divorced or something like that would be quite bad for Ans' reputation. This will make Ans the laughing stock of the imperial nobles.
"Ans's appearance is one of the best in the empire."
"..." No matter how good-looking I am, what does it have to do with me...
"Ans's mental power level is 3S, and his genes are strong."
"..." His mental power level is also 3S, and his physical level is also 3S, so it doesn't matter what other people's genes are, right? And your brother's physical level is F... Garfiel cursed in his heart.
"Ans has a gentle personality and a good temper. He is not as noisy as those O's."
"..." Garfiel silently glanced at DeWitt, who became more and more excited as he spoke. You have a good temper, but you still make trouble, don't you
Sure enough, there is no need for a partner or anything like that. Garfiel came to a conclusion.
The Admiral did not expect that half an hour later, he would personally overturn his conclusion.
"You are lucky to marry Ans." Based on the above points, DeWitt looked at his friend who remained silent and concluded.
The implication is that I'm taking advantage of you.
This dead brother control has obviously completely entered the state of brother control. The brother control in this state is unreasonable.
"DeWitt..." the man shouted helplessly, "It's not that... It's not that Ansel is bad, he is very good. It's just that I don't want to get married, not with anyone. And the engagement was decided by my grandfather without permission. "
"...Are you serious?" DeWitt stared at his dark eyes very carefully.
Garfiel nodded solemnly.
"Okay." Unexpectedly, DeWitt agreed. "But..." The topic changed.
"If you want to back out, it's Ans who wants to back off your marriage, not you who wants to back off on him." DeWitt snorted coldly.
"Okay." Garfiel nodded nonchalantly. It was their family who first said they wanted to get engaged and then later called it quits, which is indeed immoral. So, it's all the fault of the old man in the family. I didn't even ask for his opinion, which made it so troublesome now.
Then he saw his friend take out his personal terminal and communicate with Marshal Miriam on the other end of the terminal.
"It's like this... (one hundred words omitted)... Okay, I understand, father." After hanging up the terminal, DeWitt glanced at Garfiel sideways. "Father agreed. Congratulations, you are "free."" DeWitt stabbed Garfield unhappily.
"Thank you." Knowing that he was unhappy, Garfiel didn't care. He seemed relaxed and leaned lazily on the chair. "By the way, I heard that you are about to be promoted to major general?"
"Yeah, I didn't expect the Admiral to be so well-informed when he was just wandering around in the academy." DeWitt got angry when he saw his leisurely look, and rolled his eyes as he said.
"I won't chat with you anymore. Ans should be waiting impatiently." He glanced at the time, waved his arm casually and left.
His little brother is really precious. Garfiel thought as he put his arms behind his head and crossed his legs.
"Oh, I almost forgot. I wish you to be a single "noble" for the rest of your life." DeWitt's voice came from a distance and reached Garfiel's ears.
Garfield was helpless. This guy is really stingy and vindictive. I really don’t know how long he will hold his grudge this time. Forget it, I'll probably forget about it soon.
"Beep..." The personal terminal on his body rang.
"Dean? What's the matter?"
"A candidate...with long black hair and purple eyes?...Okay, I understand."
After hanging up the terminal, Garfiel stood up and moved around.
What a hard life...
The dean just called him and asked him to find a candidate who passed the twenty-fifth level of the examination. At the twenty-fifth level of the assessment, he remembered that Albert was guarding it, right? If this is true, then this candidate is really interesting.
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Ans El was walking while looking at the map. He raised his head and looked around, then looked at the electronic map.
That's right, but... where is this place... He obviously followed the map... Ans Aier stopped where he was confused, not knowing whether to move forward.
Suddenly, a communication request popped up. Before Ansel could react, it was automatically connected.
"Ans, where are you?" His brother's voice rang from the terminal.
Ans El said that it was the first time that his brother's voice sounded so good, so sweet and exciting.
"I don't know..." What can he do? He is also desperate! Ansel felt the malice coming from the academy’s designers. The college is big and the designs are all the same, so why don’t you get lost
(Crossed out) Obviously I am a fool... (Crossed out)
"... Be good, wait for me where you are, I'll be there soon." There was a little helplessness in the voice, but also a hint of pampering.
"Well, okay." After saying that, Ans Aier hung up the terminal. I found a random bench (there are such things everywhere in the academy) and sat down.
Before his brother could wait, a stranger arrived first.
The strange man had black hair, and his eyes were as deep and charming as obsidian. He has a face that is evil, arrogant, and in short, very domineering and attracting bees and butterflies.
When the man saw him, he paused in his steps, and his lazy and arrogant eyes seemed slightly startled. That extremely handsome face suddenly curved into a beautiful curve, making it look particularly attractive. Jean walked straight towards him.
"I found you..." the man's charming and deep voice sounded.
The next second, he was forced into the man's arms.
Ans Aier was hugged into the arms of a strange man with a confused look on his face. He sniffed the rich pheromones on Alpha's body, and Ans Aier's whole body felt bad. He raised his head and wanted to ask the man what he wanted to do.
The boy who was more beautiful than the flowers raised his head and looked at the older Alpha with his amethyst-clear eyes. There was a look of doubt on his beautiful and delicate face, and his pink lips moved as if he wanted to say something.
The man felt that the young man was raising his face as if he was inviting a kiss. Without hesitation, he grabbed the young man's chin and kissed him.
Is this... a kiss? The boy's brain was a little bit shut down as his lips were blocked, and he reacted suddenly when he felt something soft being inserted into his mouth.
He was forcefully kissed by a strange man! ! !
"...Uh huh huh??!"
Brother, come on, someone is playing tricks on me!
The young and handsome Alpha hugged the delicate and beautiful Bate and kissed her deeply. The scene was as beautiful as a painting.
What a beautiful figure! The elder brother who came in a hurry looked at the scene of the forced kiss and almost crushed the personal terminal in his hand.
Well, Garfiel, you just told him that you wanted to break off the engagement a few minutes ago, and then you turned around and started treating Ansmao rudely. After knowing you for so many years, why didn’t I see that you are such a beast? The younger brother gritted his teeth and looked at the guy who forcibly kissed his younger brother, as if it was the first day he met him.
"Hundan, let Ans go!" While Garfiel was still intoxicated in the kiss, DeWitt pulled the beast over without saying a word and threw him over his shoulder. Then he protected his brother tightly behind him, with that posture Just like a hen guarding her young.
"Hey, DeWitt, you don't need to be so harsh after you've known him for so long, right?" The man landed easily, reached out and patted the non-existent dust on his clothes, and there was still a sense of joyful satisfaction on his handsome face. His eyes fell on the young man who was being protected by DeWitt.
Ansel Lindbergh...
In fact, it's not bad to have a partner... The man licked his thin lips, and the sweet breath of the boy seemed to still remain on them.
"Who has known this beast like you for so long?" DeWitt almost laughed angrily when he heard the man's words. Seeing the man licking his lips, his face turned black as if he wanted to kill someone. Immediately, he didn't care whether he could be beaten or not, he just went up and kicked him.
"Oh, we were chatting together a few minutes ago, but I didn't expect that we would turn against each other a few minutes later..." He jumped back and easily dodged the kick from DeWitt. Garfiel sighed helplessly, it really seemed like that was the case.
"Who said that they wanted to break off the engagement before? Who?!" DeWitt became angry when he mentioned this, and he asked aggressively.
"Oh, it's not me anyway." Garfiel spread his hands in a rather naked manner, looking extremely innocent.
"Can you be more shameless?!" DeWitt immediately gritted his teeth.
Seeing the two of them bickering, the beautiful and young Bate tilted her head in confusion and asked, "Is this person my brother's friend?"
"No, Ans, why do you think so? Don't listen to his nonsense, that guy is just a stinky hooligan." DeWitt replied calmly, without changing his expression, he slandered his former friend in front of his younger brother, and the actions of his men were even more... Never stopped.
"Oh, come on, brother." Ans Aier responded obediently, and his look was almost adorable.