The handsome young man had a rare dark look on his face, and he hurriedly walked towards his brother's room, ignoring the embarrassing image that he had just been repaired by a friend.
The door was pushed open violently, and the young man's sudden intrusion made the two people in the room raise their heads.
Before he came in, there were already two people in the room. Seeing him barging in, Omega, a noble and elegant woman with blond hair and purple eyes, was a little surprised. She spoke warmly and asked, "What's wrong, dear DeWitt, why are you in such a hurry?"
Except for the first few years after he was born, she had rarely seen her eldest son like this.
It was his mother, Fiona. Under normal circumstances, the young man would definitely say a few good greetings, but now he had no idea, so he just nodded casually and said hello, and then eagerly turned to the young man sitting on the bed.
"Ans, I heard that you told your father that you wanted to study at St. Mia College?"
"Yes, brother, I just decided not long ago. But how did you know about this?" The young man sitting on the bed nodded casually, with curiosity emerging in his purple eyes.
"I overheard what the servants said when I just came back." DeWitt replied.
In fact, it is true. As soon as he returned to the Marshal's Mansion, DeWitt heard the gossip among the servants.
"It's not important. Don't worry about it for now. Tell me, Ans, are you serious?" DeWitt stared at the young man with his black eyes and asked extremely seriously. It does have a bit of the resolute temperament of his father, Marshal Miriam. If Miriam saw it, I don't know how happy he would be.
"Of course. Brother, do you think I'm joking?" Ans Aier seemed to be a little confused by the question from his brother. He raised his delicate eyebrows with a little surprise in his tone.
"Ans, you can't go there..." DeWitt suddenly frowned.
"Why?" Ans Aier asked in surprise, his mysterious and quiet eyes filled with confusion. He didn't know why his brother had such a big reaction? It seems that his father's reaction before was also beyond his expectation
"Because you are Om..." DeWitt frowned and wanted to answer without thinking.
"DeWitt—" Fiona on the side suddenly shouted with a raised voice, her gentle eyes seemed to contain some warning. She noticed that her sudden and abrupt intervention attracted the attention of Ans Ayer, who was beside her, and then she quickly softened her voice and said, "Why do you look so flustered? If you have anything to do, sit down and talk about it."
"...Yes, mother." Realizing that he had almost revealed a secret that could not be told, DeWitt's back was soaked with cold sweat. He sat down and glanced at his brother out of the corner of his eye. He felt relieved when he saw that he only had a trace of doubt on his face and didn't seem to think deeply about it.
"Brother, what did you just want to say?" Ans Aier asked bluntly. He had an intuition that there seemed to be something strange about his mother and brother.
"Uh..." DeWitt's heart that had just been relieved suddenly rose again. He was anxious and didn't know how to cover up his previous mistakes. I just wanted to explain, but my mind went blank, and there was even a little sweat on my forehead. He opened his mouth several times but didn't know what to say.
Just looking at Ans Aier's face became more confused.
"DeWitt, calm down. I know you and Ans have had a good relationship since childhood. You must be worried when he says he wants to study in the academy this time. But no matter how worried you are about Ans, there is no need to be so anxious. Look at yourself. I'm sweating so much." Fiona took the handkerchief and wanted to wipe the sweat from Devitt's head, her eyes were gentle and quiet, and she said suggestively.
DeWitt's black and white eyes rolled and he said, "Mom, I'm too anxious." He took the handkerchief from Fiona's hand and wiped it himself. He breathed a sigh of relief and calmed down.
"Calm down? Tell me, what did you want to say to Ans just now?" Seeing that he seemed to have calmed down, Fiona smiled gently.
Suddenly, as if she thought of something, she suddenly said: "Oh, Dewitt, you have a good chat with Ans, I have to go out."
DeWitt nodded.
"Ans, why do you suddenly want to go to St. Mia College?" DeWitt asked.
"Isn't that the school where my brother graduated? So I also want to visit. Isn't it possible?" The young man tentatively cast his questioning gaze at the sullen man in front of him.
"...Ans, you are still young..." DeWitt restrained his desire to agree and opened his mouth to find some excuse to refuse, but was directly interrupted by the young man.
"Brother, I am already 16." The young man said, his voice paused, and then he looked at DeWitt with an incredulous look, "Brother, do you also think that I am a loser and a shame to the Lindbergh family? No. Should we tarnish the reputation of the best academy in the empire?"
"Who said that? Of course not! My brother is the best!" DeWitt retorted without thinking, "Who said that in front of you?"
"Many people..." The pretty boy hugged his legs with a gloomy expression. He buried his face in his knees, looking a little sad. "Then why? Both you and father are opposed to this?"
"...I'm just afraid that you will be bullied!" DeWitt didn't want to make his younger brother sad. He sighed and said helplessly, "Besides, the academy usually likes to assign some slightly dangerous tasks to students to train them. .I’m not worried about you going there alone..."
"That's right." Ansel nodded understandingly, "It's okay, I will take care of myself. And brother, isn't the military headquarters near the academy? As long as I have the communicator, I can do anything if anything happens. I’m looking for you, so you have nothing to worry about.”
Seeing that DeWitt was speechless, Ansel narrowed his eyes slyly and smiled childishly.
"Brother agrees, right? Then go and help me convince dad. You also know his stubborn temper. He refused to agree even after I talked for a long time."
"...Okay, I'm really convinced by you. I'll help you persuade your father." DeWitt finally relented. He could never resist Ans's hard work.
But if his father knew that he had defected so easily, he would definitely break his legs, right? DeWitt felt quite helpless but still comforted his brother.
He rubbed his brother's soft hair lovingly and comforted: "Ans, you don't have to worry too much. Mom is already on our side. With her here, father will definitely agree." Although the words were As he said this, there was a bit of worry in DeWitt's eyes, like a brother-in-law who was afraid that the whole world would hurt his brother.
He knew very well that Ans would really go to St. Mia College. It's just that he is an Omega mixed with a group of Alphas and the outstanding Bates. It is like sending a sheep into the tiger's mouth, which is really uneasy. It seems that he must pay closer attention...
Maybe he should let that guy Garfiel watch over him? He has always been more leisurely than himself. The brigadier general, who was usually as busy as a top, thought to himself, secretly planning to drag his friend into the water. Moreover, Ans is also his fiancée after all.
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Not to Devitt's surprise, their father quickly agreed to the matter, but the condition was that Ansel must pass the college's entrance exam by himself and cannot rely on the family's strength. Ansel readily agreed without thinking. He seemed to have no intention of using the power of the Lindbergh surname to get himself into the academy from the beginning.
So in a few months, Ans Aier will go to Saint Mia Star, where the imperial capital is located, to take the entrance exam for the best academy in the empire - Saint Mia Military Academy. In order to pass the exam, Ansel naturally worked extra hard. Even DeWitt was turned away by his diligent younger brother.
Touching his nose, the Brigadier-General went to find his good friend with deep worries like "What should I do if my brother is hurt by some blind A or B or O in the academy?"
"Is this why you came to me?" The handsome and handsome man was naked from the waist up, and his graceful muscles were covered with a thin layer of sweat, making him look very sexy. Adjusting his slightly rapid breathing, the man wiped the sweat on his forehead with the towel hanging around his neck, squinted his eyes and leaned against the blue hatch of the gravity training room, which was glowing with cold metal, and asked unhurriedly road.
"Yeah." DeWitt nodded.
"Huh...huh... DeWitt Lindbergh..." The man squinted his eyes, pursed his thin lips into a straight line, and looked worried, "Can't you use your brain before you come to me?"
Well aware of his friend's venomous nature, DeWitt was not angry, but just a little confused, not knowing where he had offended his friend again.
"According to what you said, your brother's physical level is only F, right?" The blank look on DeWitt's face aroused the man's anger even more. He suppressed his anger and the veins on his forehead couldn't help but twitch. , "Don't tell me that your memory of the exam has been completely forgotten by your brain, which is inferior to the Zerg."
"Of course not." DeWitt shook his head and ignored the heart-wrenching words with a calm expression. After being friends for so many years, he has suffered countless verbal attacks and has become accustomed to it. I don't know why, but he always stepped on Garfiel's anger gauge without fail.
"Your brother Ansel Lindbergh, it's hard to say whether he can pass the entrance exam, but you came to me to discuss his affairs after admission." The man sneered, "Dewitt, next time you will do it for If this kind of thing disturbs my training, I will throw you out!"
"Garfiel, that's your fiancée too." DeWitt frowned, first expressing disgust at the man's disdain for his younger brother. Then he was stunned. He seemed to have never considered the possibility of Ans failing the exam? why
"Yeah, I know, that's my fiancée." Thinking of the product of a certain marriage, the unruly man couldn't help but frown irritably. He bent his left leg to make himself more comfortable, and nodded impatiently. . "Humph, the old man in the family is a little too lenient... Sooner or later, the engagement will be terminated..." After a "humph", the man with frowning brows whispered to himself, seeming to be a little dissatisfied with this.
"I'm going to continue training. It's up to you to stay with us..." Garfiel glanced up at DeWitt and saw that he was still deep in thought, so he ignored him and went straight into the training room.