The Sword of Galaxy

Chapter 5

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At the same moment, the Great Desert of Red Saturn.

The cold moonlight shines on the desert, and the endless sand dunes in the distance reflect a hazy white light. The night wind raised the sand and gravel, whistling towards the distance, making a sound like weeping and whimpering.

Wrapped in a coarse cloak, the emperor sat quietly in front of a lonely stone tablet in the desert. The pure white marble is extremely cold under the moonlight. There is no carving on the front of the stele, and it is smooth and smooth like a mirror.

No one knew that this was the tombstone of the Confederate god Gavin Celia.

When Heinrich was young, he thought about what would be written on the tombstone if he died one day. "Here lies the great soul"? "Loyal son and warrior of the Union"? Or simply and succinctly, "That's a nice guy"

At that time, he had not defected, he was not yet the emperor, and all the arduous and glorious journeys had not yet begun. The fanatical brain of a young man always likes to think of unrealistic things, until one day he finally couldn't help it, and described this fantasy to the aloof Marshal Celia.

At that time they were standing by the side of the square waiting for the military parade. The marshal was wearing a white military uniform. The lines from shoulders, back to waist and long legs were so straight that the hottest models in the galaxy would be dwarfed by comparison. Heinrich raised his head and saw a smile on his lips. After a while, he said softly: "When I was your age, I also thought about these issues..."

"What do you think?"

"How should I put it, Heinrich. I've lived too long, fought too many battles, and done things that many people would never do in their lifetime..."

Heinrich interrupted him and said seriously: "You are a great person."

"No, no, in the vast Milky Way, the souls of each of us are equally small and insignificant, and there is no great place. Many years ago, before I joined the army, I was just a child in an orphanage on Egret Star. My biggest wish was to No different from every 'social burden' that the bourgeois despise…”

"Egret doesn't have an Alpha elite special training system?!"

The marshal fell silent suddenly.

Before Heinrich had time to regret his recklessness, he saw the marshal raised his head, looking at him with dark and clear eyes.

"Those reports are false," he said lightly, "I'm a Beta."

Heinrich could not speak a word.

"My life is too long and too difficult to sum up. If one day I die, nothing should be written on the tombstone."

He paused and said, "I don't need such a sad thing like an epitaph."

After Celia's death, the emperor wanted to erect an unprecedented tombstone for him. He wanted to sink the entire continent, flood the sea water, and even evacuate the core of this planet, turning it into a cold and silent death star as a Marshal's cemetery.

In the end, however, he did nothing.

He found that what Celia said was correct: no matter what language or poems he used, he could not give any conclusion to the glorious and long life of the Union Marshal.

When he was alive, he was struggling against the huge and corrupt political system every day, leading the loyalty and blood of hundreds of millions of soldiers, and leading them to find the ray of light that was almost impossible to exist in the endless darkness; he died At that time, he was empty-handed and had nothing else. As a defeated man, he could not even enjoy a decent funeral. All he had to accompany him was this lonely desert and the distant galaxy.

He is regarded as a god by hundreds of millions of soldiers in the empire, but no one knows that his life is lonely and difficult.

"Do you regret it, Celia?"

The emperor slowly poured the last sip of residual wine on the ground, and the howling cold wind swept away the aroma of the wine in an instant. After a long while he laughed, shook his head and said, "I'm sorry I still asked, although this question should be blasphemous to you. After all, not everyone...is qualified to die for their beliefs."

"What do you believe in, Alliance? Have you forgotten that the ones who betrayed him in the end were actually those gangsters of the Alliance who were greedy for life and afraid of death?"

The emperor didn't look back, sighed and said: "Aaron, we will never be able to agree on the view of the alliance. There is no need to discuss this issue."

Aaron climbed up the sand dune and sat heavily on the ground, with an electromagnetic pole on his head that can treat mental damage, looking quite dejected. The emperor squinted at him and asked, "How do you feel?"

Aaron shook his head, grabbed the jug and dripped it for a long time, then threw it away angrily.

"Don't worry, the griffin won't lose it."

"Of course not, I wasn't thinking about that." Aaron held his breath, and finally couldn't help arguing again for a long time: "If it wasn't for the alliance's betrayal, it would be impossible for the Glorious Legion to be defeated in the final battle!"

What Heinrich wanted to say was interrupted sharply by Aaron: "Even if the victory of the empire is a foregone conclusion, the Alliance still has Celia and the Legion of Glory, so even if they do nothing, they can safely retreat to the outer galaxy! Or even if the alliance is disbanded, the Glory Legion will still have Marshal Celia, who is the spiritual leader of the entire military. As long as he lives, the alliance's struggle will never subside! It was all betrayed by those greedy bastards in the parliament He caused the Glorious Legion to be attacked and slaughtered, and the Marshal also... "

"He will also die," the emperor said quietly, "Even if there is no betrayal by the alliance, he will also end himself."

"What did you say?!"

Heinrich was unmoved: "You won't understand, so you are not a politician. Fifty years ago, the victory of the Empire was a foregone conclusion. All the efforts of the Glorious Legion were just wasting lives. You also said that as long as the Marshal The resistance of the alliance will not stop if he is alive, so he must not be able to live anymore... Do you know how many troops the alliance had left at that time? Human lives, Celia's death saved them."

Like an angry lion, Aaron threw the jug onto the sand: "Don't insult them! Although they are in different camps, they are all upright soldiers. They have the right to die for their beliefs!"

"Faith," Heinrich sneered: "In the end, the war is just a confrontation between camps and camps. 8.4 million ordinary soldiers, who really has faith? Celia is fighting for the alliance, they are only fighting for Celia That's all. It is admirable to shed their heads and blood, but the meaning of life is more than that. Celia dies alone, and they have the right to continue to live and enjoy life as citizens of the empire."

"Hey, I don't believe that people like you can have this point of view," Aaron stared at him suspiciously: "Who taught you?"

Heinrich was silent for a long time before he said softly: "The marshal once discussed this with me, many, many years ago... I couldn't understand many of his thoughts at the time, and thought he was wrong. Now I think I am too shallow."

The night wind blows the sand and gravel, galloping and dancing under the moonlight. From a distance, it seems that a layer of silver-white fog has been raised on the desert.

Heinrich stood up and said lightly in the wind: "You don't have to ask too much about the reason, even without these he would not have surrendered to the Empire. Can you imagine Celia's life as a prisoner of war in the Empire? He would rather die, nor set foot in the doors of the new Fontainebleau."

Aaron frowned: "Why?"

"He is a Beta, how many people will... you still don't understand?"

Aaron fell silent, and said coldly for a while: "That's not necessarily the case, he can accept our protection, anyway, he doesn't know anything."

Heinrich twitched the corners of his mouth, that smile seemed full of bitterness and self-mockery.

"Yeah, it's a good thing he's always...knows nothing."

The emperor turned around and walked out of the sand dunes, leaving a line of deep footprints under the moonlight, which were soon submerged by the wind and sand.

Aaron looked at the white stone tablet in front of him, and couldn't help leaning forward, as if he wanted to touch the cold surface of the tablet. However, at this moment, the emperor suddenly turned around as if he had eyes behind his back, and asked sharply, "When will you call the griffin back?"

"...I will!" Aaron was so depressed that he had to get up and walk down the sand dune, complaining in disguise: "That Omega's mental threshold is higher than mine, what the hell, my head still hurts..."

"Where did they go?"

"Egret, it is estimated that it will take two days to arrive."

Heinrich nodded, only to hear Aaron exhale fiercely: "It's really courting death. Those members of the Protection Association on the Egret planet are extremely chauvinistic lunatics. Once an unmarked Omega is discovered..."

"Send him to the military research institute," the emperor said in a noncommittal tone, "I want to know what the fugitive army is researching."

Aaron waved his hand and said casually, "Don't worry, I can't escape."

Three days later, Bailuxing Customs.

Gavin was expressionless, and said coldly: "Let go of me, I don't know what you are talking about."

The flow of people in the hall was turbulent, and through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, you could see spaceships coming and going on the tarmac in the distance, and a large number of passengers from various planets came and went through the checkpoint.

And he was in a small corner outside the toilet. Tall potted plants completely blocked the view of the outside world. Two tall Alpha males in police uniforms stood in front of him. Even more crowded.

"The interstellar travel record does not have your entry certificate, and the blood test shows that you are an unrecorded Omega." Among them, the older gray-haired man said politely: "Please register with us at the Conservation Society immediately—immediately. Don't Forcing us to arrest you."

Gavin stepped back slightly, his back touching the cold wall, and the younger blond Alpha immediately approached half a step forward.

"I don't know what you're talking about, get out of the way."

The blond man looked irritable, and was interrupted by his colleague when he was about to speak: "Don't make me repeat it a second time, Omega. Refusal to register is a felony. According to the latest gender protection law, we have the right to arrest you immediately, and then put you Sent to the Protection Association to be imprisoned for many years... Please quietly accept the arrangement of the association, you are obviously about to go into heat."

Gavin's expression cracked slightly.

When he was on the spaceship, he didn't know how strong his hormonal smell was, until he landed on Egret and got off the spaceship, everyone on the road—actually, they were all Beta—passed by and looked back at him in amazement, as if seeing a A string of priceless diamond necklaces grows feet and walks on the main road by itself.

The strong sweet fragrance was launched along the crowd at the first time. Although Gavin didn't notice it, he quickly attracted Alpha's attention. To them, this smell was like putting a lump in front of a hungry big mouse. Peeled out of the box the same savory cake.

"Avoid that blond man, he is very dangerous." Suddenly the voice of the griffin whispered in his ear, saying: "He has never bonded with anyone, and now he can't bear it anymore."

The griffin turned into a small golden earring and stuck it behind the cartilage of Gavin's left ear. The sound was very soft, and Gavin asked in a low voice, "Why?"

"The gray-haired one already has a partner, your pheromone smell won't affect him. The young one doesn't, he will be no different from a beast in heat immediately." The griffin cursed: "Damn, your smell It is indeed too thick, he... "

Before the words finished, the blond man couldn't help it. He reached out to touch Gavin's face, and at the same time, he reached into his collar with one hand. The older colleague couldn't stop him and shouted angrily, "Stop!"

"Let me go!" Gavin's voice almost changed. The moment he was directly touched by the breath of the male Alpha, a sensitive nerve deep inside his body seemed to be tensed suddenly, and the current of pleasure rushed from the limbs to the brain. It was so fast that he couldn't help trembling all over his body!

"Don't fucking move, come here obediently..." The blond man with grim eyes grabbed Gavin's chin and pulled it into his arms. The strong masculine aura instantly irritated Gavin. The gray-haired man didn't have time to pull away his frantic colleague. At this moment, Gavin yanked off the earring with one hand and shouted sharply: "Griffin—"

There was a loud bang, and as the master's spirit shook, the griffin transformed into a golden giant sword, and the blond man was instantly swept away by the sharp airflow!

The hall was suddenly silent, followed by countless screams: "Ahhh—"

"Stop! Put down your weapon!" The gray-haired man immediately pointed his gun at Gavin, and within a tenth of a second, he was smashed by the golden giant sword and flew to the wall. Alpha's strong body immediately left a tortoise on the wall. Cracked fine lines.

There were more screams in the hall, and Gavin ran out of the corner panting, only to see that everyone looked at him like a monster and backed away timidly.

"I..." Gavin couldn't explain, so he pointed to the blond man in the distance and said, "He... he touched me."

The Beta crowd nodded in understanding, and a few trembled boldly: "You, you better run."

Gavin was dazed for a few seconds, then turned and ran towards the checkpoint. The crowd immediately showed him the way: "Not this way, that way, that way."

"Thank... thank you." Gavin turned around and rushed out of the customs hall. The moment he ran onto the road, he heard sharp sirens behind him, and several red airships rushed to the customs gate, each equipped with terrifying electric shock guns—then It is the power of the Omega Protection Association.

They actually arrived faster than the police, and they were fully armed.

Gavin finally realized the true nature of this association, they were not protectors at all; violence might be a more appropriate description for them.

"—There has never been such a thing in the Alliance." This thought flashed through his mind, and Gavin didn't have time to wonder why he had such a thought, because immediately after he saw the busy sky road at the end of the street, tens of thousands of domestic airships Reflecting the ocean-like sparkle in the sun.

"Griffin!"

The golden giant sword transformed into a small airship with his thoughts. Gavin propped up the porthole with one hand, jumped into it, and disappeared into the torrent of the airship in the blink of an eye.

Half an hour later, Gavin collapsed on the car seat exhausted. There seemed to be a fire burning inside his body, and there seemed to be countless small electric currents crackling along the nerves, sparking horrifying sparks.

The inside of the sealed compartment is filled with a sweet and fragrant smell. This is the first pure hormone produced by an Omega that is about to go into heat. It does not contain any traces. It is absolutely strong and fresh. It can radiate as long as the car window is opened a small crack. Going a few kilometers away is equivalent to announcing to all the Alphas within this radius: There is a sweet sweetheart who is about to go into heat, come and tag him!

This is definitely not a good thing for Gavin, because judging from the congestion of the aviation road, the number of Alphas within five kilometers must be more than two hundred.

His first official estrus is gradually approaching, and the restlessness in the early stage makes him feel uneasy. Sometimes when he wakes up from all kinds of fiery and sticky dreams in the middle of the night, he will find himself covered in sweat, his face is flushed, and the inner thigh muscles are even convulsed due to spasms. trembling slightly.

He attributed it to the sin of the sheets—the sheets in the spaceship belonged to Aaron, and the admiral hadn’t changed the bedding for some time, and there was a very strong Alpha smell in the fabric, which made people feel like they were in heat Add fuel to the flames of the period.

Even though the Griffin protested that there was nothing wrong with the Admiral's hygienic habits, and that the smelly sheets were only the reason why Omega's sense of smell was too sensitive during estrus, Gavin still resolutely threw the sheets away.

After that, he threw away the dirty clothes, pillowcases, and towels that Aaron stuffed in various corners of the bedroom... but it didn't work at all. The three days of sailing in the spaceship were simply a nightmare.

The voice of the griffin came from the music player: "I suggest you go to the Conservation Association, you can't deal with Alpha alone. After the estrus begins, it will be very difficult for you to even move, in case someone finds out..."

Gavin bit the back of his hand to bleed, heaved a long sigh of relief, and said tiredly, "Shut up."

"Why are you so stubborn? Estrus is a natural physiological phenomenon, there is nothing to be ashamed of."

Gavin was stunned for a while, before telling the truth: "I can't imagine... being oppressed by others."

Griffon: "..."

"I think I should be an Alpha or a Beta. Do you know the feeling of being a man all your life and then waking up to be a woman... Leaving that aside, where are we going now?"

"Not sure, but I have to maintain a certain speed and not stop, otherwise the hormone smell may leak out."

Gavin nodded, thinking about the future in his mind, and asked casually, "How much spinal fluid do you have left?"

The mecha was silent for a moment, and then answered cleverly: "So far, it is enough to maintain the daily needs of the non-combat form."

Gavin had a hunch that this sounded wrong: when the Griffin just escaped from Red Saturn, it said that it didn't have enough energy, but after three days of flight, it can still maintain its daily needs

"If you need spinal fluid..."

Several electronic advertising screens roared past outside the car window, and Gavin immediately paused.

"Citizens, please pay attention, citizens, please pay attention," the floating screens lined up in the air, and began to automatically play a video of Gavin's escape from the customs building: "The latest report from the relevant authorities is that the Omega teenager in the video is suspected of escaping registration. , rioting at the customs and endangering the safety of others, citizens are requested to actively report to the Omega Protection Association after discovering it. Repeat, the teenager in the video is suspected of endangering public safety, and the situation is very urgent. At present, the Protection Association has organized a search and arrest. Conservation Society to report…”

At the end of the video, there is a close-up of a few seconds. Gavin jumped onto the airship with one hand. The profile of his face at that moment is clearly visible, including his watery eyes and flushed cheeks.

There was silence in the car for five seconds.

One person and one machine speak at the same time:

Gryphon: "I find you quite photogenic..."

Gavin: "Go to the Royal Military Academy! Quick!"