The birth of the second son of the marshal who was at the height of his empire naturally attracted a lot of attention.
Then most families began to pay close attention to him. After all, the eldest son of the marshal had already shown quite impressive talents. At a young age, he had already reached the rank of Imperial Brigadier General.
No one can tell whether the newly born second son of the marshal will show more dazzling talents.
After all, over the years, they have become numb to the genius monsters that appear from generation to generation in the Lindbergh family that seems to be favored. Miriam, the current head of the marshals, is one of them, and his eldest son Devitt, who has risen like a comet, is also a typical example.
From ancient times to the present, the invisible battles between families have never stopped, even in the new era. The emergence of a genius always involves many aspects. Whether it was a family that was opposed to Lindbergh, a neutral family, or a family that was close to him, they were all secretly nervous. They just wanted to know whether the second son of the marshal would affect their family's interests.
Either marriage or assassination, in short, the interests of the family must be protected.
Even the star thieves who were outside the empire paid special attention to this newborn child. Their relationship with the Empire is not good, after all, they are the most unscrupulous and lawless existence in the galaxy. The empire also always wants to destroy these guys who ignore the laws of the empire. They naturally want to understand the situation of the empire.
To everyone's surprise, the Marshal's second son, Ans Air, was a mediocre Bate. This huge gap in cloud and mud made everyone think that they were dreaming. Countless spies looked blank and in disbelief after receiving the information in their hands, and hesitated whether to pass the news on to the higher authorities. In the end, I chose to report it.
And the people above them looked at this information again and again in disbelief. It turned out to be Bate. This was simply impossible... Miriam and his wife Fiona had extremely pure blood, and they were conceived. Of course, the child is also an A or O with pure blood.
But now it’s said to be a Bate! The always mediocre Bate! Could it be that this news was released deliberately to confuse them
Just when everyone holding the freshly released first information felt that it was unscientific, the second information arrived. The Empress of the Empire personally visited her sister and obtained accurate mental and physical levels. The news was barely concealed, so the spies responded quickly.
3S level mental power... Seeing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and felt inexplicably relieved. This is normal.
Then I saw the physical level - F...
What's happening here? They are completely confused... Possessing the most powerful mental power in the entire star, and then the worst physical fitness in the entire star? ! A physique of this level cannot even compare to an average O, right? There are only a few people in the entire interstellar history whose physiques can be as low as this!
For a time, everyone's mood was a little complicated. The Marshal's second son - Ans Ayer - should this guy be said to be a genius? Or is he a loser? As far as they know, there are only three people in the entire galaxy who have a 3S mental power level? One is the monster of the empire, the other is the Queen of the Zerg, and the last one is the arrogant leader of the Star Thieves... None of these three is easy to deal with. Now a fourth has appeared.
It's just that this guy is probably a loser... No matter how high his mental power level is, it can't be held back by his outrageously low physical level. Without a strong physique, excessive mental strength would become a burden, causing his weak body to gradually collapse.
If his physical level were higher, even if it was only a C... No, even if it was a D, he would still be a rare genius.
What a pity... With a variety of emotions, countless people exclaimed in unison with unclear meanings.
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more than ten years later
The garden of the Marshal's Mansion
A teenager was sitting on a bench in the garden reading a book. The priceless, beautiful and delicate flowers around him didn't seem to attract his attention.
The boy looked to be in his teens, with smooth black hair hanging behind his back and a sickly pale complexion. His appearance is very beautiful, as exquisite as the most satisfactory work of art carved by the God of Art himself. His violet eyes made him look noble and elegant, with a bit of mystery.
The boy quietly flipped through the books in his hand, and he didn't know what he saw. His pale pink lips curved in a happy arc, which actually made the delicate flowers beside him lose their color.
"Ans, it turns out you're here." A familiar voice came from above. At the same time, a shadow fell, blocking the light.
The shadow cast on the snow-white page finally brought the boy's consciousness back from the fantasy world in the book to the real world. He blinked, his thick and curled eyelashes fluttering slightly like butterfly wings, and then raised his head to look at the uninvited guest who interrupted his reading.
"Ansi, father is looking for you in a hurry, but you are hiding here alone reading a book..." The young man looked at his younger brother, his serious face full of helplessness.
"It's just an engagement ceremony, so what does it matter if you don't participate..." The boy's pink lips curved playfully, and he winked rather slyly, "Are you right, brother?"
"That's true..." The young man rubbed his chin, and the seriousness on his handsome face instantly faded, and he suddenly became angry. He sat down next to the boy.
"However, I think that guy might go to participate. If you don't go, I always feel that that guy will find an opportunity to punish you in the future..."
"Brother, you think too much." The young man lowered his head and continued to read the book in his hand. While reaching out his pale hand to turn the page, he said casually: "Admiral Garfiel. I won’t go there again, believe me.”
"Why are you so sure?" The young man was a little curious. Ans wasn't familiar with that guy Garfiel, right? Well, if he remembered correctly, he had never seen it before.
"It's just an inference based on seeing his information on the Star Network before." The boy's white and slender fingers paused while turning the pages of the book, and then continued: "I thought you and him, oh, it was Admiral Garfiel. Are you familiar with me, brother?"
"Ah haha... He and I... well, actually we're not that familiar..." The young man laughed. In fact, they were quite familiar. The graduates of the same class of the military academy are all outstanding people.
"Really..." The young man's voice was clear and soft, as sweet and moving as a siren singing, but at this moment, the meaning was a little unclear to DeWitt's ears.
"Speaking of which, Ans, why do you always like to look at these dead things?" The young man quickly changed the subject. The thing in the boy's hand was something that existed many years ago when humans were still on the earth, and has long since been eliminated. In total, it can be called an antique. There are still some royal nobles in their family, and they still have some in their hands. In the eyes of others, they are completely legendary things.
Well, people nowadays basically regard the original history of the earth as a legend. After all, all the species that existed before have been basically wiped out. Even the flowers in front of him are extremely expensive things. The ancient relics that took a lot of effort to get out are basically the things that are related to the earth now. All are sky-high prices. In this way, this thing is still in short supply on the market.
"I just suddenly want to study the ancient history of the earth, brother."
Who would believe it? Isn’t the information on StarNet already complete? The young man cursed secretly in his heart.
The young man suddenly closed the book in his hand and said calmly: "I'm leaving first, brother..." He nodded gracefully and left with the priceless ancient book under his arm.
"Ans, where are you going?" The young man asked facing his back.
"Read in a quieter place, brother." The young man turned his back to him, just waved his hand and kept walking.
Is this because you think he is noisy? Right? Hearing the disgust hidden in the quiet voice, the young man burst into tears in his heart. Ans dislikes him, he has a heart of glass, really...
Not long after the young man left, a man who the young man least wanted to see at the moment came to his back.
"DeWitt, where are the Anse people?" asked a handsome and majestic man wearing a straight military uniform.
"Father, Ans just left not long ago. He said he wanted to change his place to read..." DeWitt shrank his neck in fear, and his voice became smaller and smaller under the man's glare.
"What did I tell you?" The man's anger suddenly rose, and the eyes he stared at Devitt became more and more fierce, "I asked you to bring Ans over to see me as soon as you find him. It would be better for you to let him move his position. Now tell me, who should I take to the engagement party?"
"I didn't mean to do it..." DeWitt muttered quietly while lowering his head in training.
"What did you just say?" the man asked with a frown.
"No, no, I mean, father, you are right, I shouldn't have let Ans slip away. This is all my fault, well, that's it..." DeWitt suddenly lowered his eyebrows even more, his eyes flickering for a moment. Stare at the ground as if there is a flower there.
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The Brigadier-General, who was caught having been scolded all afternoon, shrugged his head and had no doubt that his father would have scolded him even longer if he had not had to attend the engagement banquet. Actually, he felt that if his father had spent so much time training him, he would have found Ans long ago.
The depressed Brigadier drove his aircraft to the Mecha Club, hoping to find a few people to fight with to calm down.
Then he met an unexpected person.
After being beaten, the Brigadier crawled out of the mecha in a miserable state. Then he saw the silver mecha on the opposite side open, and a handsome man with black hair and black eyes jumped out. The man's face was extremely handsome and even a little evil. He was leaning lazily on the mecha behind him with his hands folded across his chest, and his smile was evil and seductive.
He uninhibitedly opened two of the top buttons of his military uniform, revealing his sexy collarbone. The straight military uniform did not reflect the strictness and coldness of the soldiers, but instead gave off an evil and charming temperament.
Tsk, as expected, she is firmly No. 1 on the list of the people she most wants to marry in the entire empire. The golden bachelor in position 1, even leaning against him so casually seemed like he was trying to seduce someone. DeWitt sighed secretly.
Wait, no... DeWitt suddenly realized something.
"Damn it, Garfiel is indeed you! Why are you here?!"
"Why can't I be here? Huh?" The evil man raised his eyebrows and asked, his rising and trembling voice carrying a dangerous tone.
"Today is not your engagement party... wait, you didn't go to it?!"
"Why should I participate?" The man asked lazily, leaning on the mecha.
That's right. What this guy hates most is anything related to his family, especially this marriage between the two families. Devitt thought so. However, I always feel like something is wrong...
"You guys are actually letting Ans do it. Damn it, put me in a mecha. If I don't beat you to pieces, I'll take your name!" DeWitt, who was controlled by his younger brother, was so excited that he didn't care about his younger brother. This matter of letting others go is a challenge to the man. As soon as he finished speaking, he regretted it.
"Okay, I want to see how you're going to beat me all over my face -" Garfiel narrowed his eyes and smiled with interest. He deliberately lengthened the tone and emphasized the last few words.
This was the first time in so many years that someone wanted to beat him until he was all over the place! Garfiel's lazy and evil eyes were filled with a playful smile, and he jumped into the cockpit of the mecha without waiting for DeWitt to react.
DeWitt:…
Damn it, I was just talking nonsense because my brain was so hot. Can you stop being so serious
DeWitt, who was about to cry without tears, climbed into the cockpit tremblingly and paid a bloody price for his bad words.