Flying from Venus Mercury in Andromeda, the capital of the alliance, to Nether Sky Star, it takes a total of twenty-four days including the jump.
The conditions of a military battleship may not be very good, but in the case of only two people, the conditions are still very favorable. The automatic cleaning system cleans the living area every day, the temperature is suitable for fresh air, and the entertainment facilities are complete. The intelligent service system will make a set meal with rich ingredients every day, so there is no need for two passengers to worry about it.
Celia also found a private plot in the laboratory on the ship, where organic soil can be used to grow fast-growing fruits and vegetables, which can be fully matured in two to three days, and because the temperature is properly controlled, the taste is quite good.
Considering that Heinrich was handcuffed and unable to move all day long, Celia specially planted vitamin-rich berries to help him regulate his endocrine. As a result, the water content of the berries was high, and Heinrich asked to go to the toilet every hour. Celia could only turn the griffin into a pistol and go with him on his head.
The emperor looked like a bachelor when he was a bachelor. He stood in the toilet holding his hand, and suddenly asked, "What are you doing?"
"-Ok?"
Celia looked up in astonishment, so the eyes of the two met in front of the mirror, and Heinrich immediately said as if he was catching evidence, "You peeked at me!"
Celia: "..."
If it were on Imperial Avenue, an Alpha who claimed that he was sexually harassed by an Omega would definitely be beaten to death by the onlookers, but Heinrich never tires of doing it, doing this trick every few days. At first, Celia just ignored him, but later she got annoyed, and when the emperor repeated his old tricks, she casually replied, "So what if I just watch it?"
"..."
"It's not that I haven't seen it, so it will become smaller if I look at it again?"
"..." Heinrich finally found himself at a disadvantage, "Oh... oh, does it look good?"
"It's beautiful, it's very beautiful." Celia couldn't help teasing: "I think you might as well take off your clothes for a walk, and you'll have to run to the bathroom every hour to take off your pants for nothing. How about it?"
This is a military battleship, and the emperor, no matter how single he was, couldn't bear to run naked, so he put the bird away angrily: "You are just afraid of trouble..."
"You're just finding fault every hour."
"Then who told you to handcuff me?"
"Who told you to be handcuffed by me?"
The two walked out of the toilet arguing, and Celia handcuffed Heinrich back to the command hall. The emperor looked at the red gold griffin handcuffs on his wrist, and suddenly snorted and asked, "If I resist, will you really kill me?"
"I'll put you in Union Prison."
"Then what do you do when you're in heat?"
"Inhibitor."
"You just have the heart to let me beg for food under someone like Douglas?"
"Why can't you bear it?" Celia paused for a moment, then suddenly said again: "When the time comes, put him in too. You two can walk the birds in prison as companions."
Heinrich burst out laughing, and Celia also smiled and shook her head, as if she thought it was ridiculous.
He was sitting in the armchair opposite Heinrich reading a book, which was a cowhide hardcover edition of "History of the Imperial Army" dug out from an unknown corner. Paper books are very expensive these days, especially this one covered in gold and silver, thick enough to smash a strong Alpha like Heinrich to death, and it is a very special military history. A limited-edition souvenir from the emperor to the top ranks of the Ninth Fleet.
Celia spread the book on her knees and read it with gusto. After a while, she couldn't help asking: "During the first Galactic War, did the Alliance and the Empire have a 25:9 battle loss ratio?"
The emperor looked up at the ceiling: "Yes."
"The alliance was beaten and ran around?"
"Ok."
"Almost forced to move the capital?"
"… Ok."
Celia turned a page, shook her head and smiled, "You should really be locked up for a bird walk with Douglas."
The emperor's face was a little red, and his eyes wandered for a long time, unable to think of how to refute it. In the end, he really ran out of words. He snorted heavily and said, "Douglas is the father of Edna Consettrin. Do you have the heart to shut him up? When his daughter sheds tears in front of you, you won't feel sorry for him to death?"
Celia's memory hasn't fully come back yet, and even the part that has been remembered is very vague, and she only vaguely knows the relationship between Edna and herself. But knowing is one thing, feeling is another. His subconscious affection for Edna is very limited, not to mention seeing her with Principal Caroline when he was in the Royal Military Academy, so he has no other thoughts. up.
So he just shook his head: "It's two different things. It doesn't matter to me whether she cries or not."
Heinrich snorted: "Would you be merciless again?"
"The existence of Douglas hinders the development of the league. This person must be removed."
"Even if his daughter is crying, must he be removed?"
"It's okay to say."
"When the time comes, she will beg you with tears in her eyes..."
"What's wrong with you today?" Celia finally raised her head from the book and asked strangely, "Is this difficult to understand? Did you disband the army if I cried to you? Disband the parliament if I cry for a while longer? Then if I also beg you tearfully, will you abdicate?"
Heinrich actually thought about it for a while, and said seriously for a while: "I don't own the empire alone, I can't make the decision."
Celia snorted, and was about to lower her head to go back to read when she heard him say again: "But abdication can be considered."
When the emperor said this, his tone was very serious, without any meaning of joking. Celia looked up at him, obviously a little surprised: "Oh, then who do you let inherit the throne?"
"our children."
"..." Although Celia's mocking skills are full, she can't help but look at Heinrich with twitching corners of her mouth at this moment, but she sees the seriousness in the eyes of this man whose face is as hard as a bronze sculpture: "Selia, our child He will be the most suitable person in this universe to bring mankind forward. If one day the emperor will really become an obstacle to the empire, then I need someone to replace me in a legitimate way, use the power of the emperor to change the existence of the emperor, and Overthrow and rebuild the entire existing political system of the empire. This person must have the so-called 'Mandate of Heaven' as the background, that is to say, your and my children will be the best and only candidates."
Celia's eyes slowly changed. He closed the book and stared at Heinrich closely. After a while, he asked hoarsely, "Why did you suddenly think of this?"
"I've been thinking about this. Do you remember when I tried to open the Phoenix?"
At that time, Heinrich tried everything to get the phoenix. He even used Aaron as a cover to lead someone into the military academy to steal the mecha, and almost caught the military student Gavin hiding in the laboratory. "At that time, I wanted to get your... DNA from your body, so as to cultivate a child to be your heir. This child will inherit your unparalleled reputation and popular support, and will gain the common support of people with different political opinions at birth, so that one day he will be his successor." When challenging the existing political system of the empire, there will be much less resistance from all walks of life... People will think that he is born with the mission of introducing the spirit of democracy into the empire, Celia, he will have very crucial political significance, I must want this child."
The surroundings were quiet, only the slight hum of the driving system was heard.
Celia stroked the book cover subconsciously with one hand, and said coldly after a long time: "You seem to be implying a constitutional monarchy..."
In fact, if you were an ordinary person, your first reaction would be: "Do you want to use my child as a political tool?"
But the thoughts of the marshal and the emperor are obviously on another frequency band. Heinrich leaned forward with his upper body and said in a deep voice: "I'm not sure that's the only way out, but I will make various attempts until I get there. on the right path."
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After that conversation, Celia remained silent for a long time, as if thinking over and over in her heart the authenticity and feasibility of Heinrich's words. It wasn't until two days later that they sat drinking tea by the huge French porthole, and the emperor was trying to use his mental power to counter the griffin a thousand and one times, when Celia suddenly said: "Reforms in the political system usually take a long time. Inrich."
The emperor raised his head unexpectedly, and it took a moment to realize: "So?"
"The Gemini Empire has just been established for fifty years. Most of the existing aristocratic class are the rich and arms dealers who invested in the Imperial Army during the First Galaxy War, as well as some survivors and children from the upper-class families of the Alliance. During the war, they served The Imperial Army has contributed money and effort, and provided all kinds of information about the alliance, which is your powerful ally. But during the peaceful years, their power expanded rapidly, posing a serious threat to the imperial power, so you are dissatisfied with them."
"At the same time, as time goes by, you find that you can't solve many problems in this vast territory by yourself-a considerable part of which is caused by these aristocratic classes-so you have doubts about yourself, and then you feel that dictatorship is too dangerous , it may make you make a wrong step, and you will become the eternal sinner of the Milky Way.”
Heinrich frowned slightly, "... so what do you mean?"
"So, your dissatisfaction with the dictatorship comes down to the fact that your thoughts and the noble class cannot be unified. This is very rare in the history of human empires. Usually, the interests of the emperor are bound to the big nobles and big landlords. The so-called dictatorship It does not refer to the dictatorship of the emperor alone, but the dictatorship of the entire country led by the emperor. The system will realize this naturally, you just need time."
Heinrich understood Celia's meaning almost immediately this time: "You mean I will change my mind in a few years?"
Celia did not deny it, and nodded calmly: "When you reach a consensus with the aristocrats—either you change your mind or they change their minds, in this case I am more inclined to you—from that moment on you will find The operation of the empire has become much smoother, and the problems that could not be solved by oneself before have become handy now, and it seems that the monarchy is not so bad; at that time, I doubt whether you will continue to insist on any constitutional monarchy. "
They sat at the porthole, where the stars shone brightly in the vastness of space. The Andromeda Nebula in the distance is as brilliant as a chain, slowly rotating along the entire spiral arm, extending into the distant dark depths.
Heinrich was silent for a long time.
"It all comes from your speculation, Celia..." He whispered after a while, "But people are different, and history may not repeat itself every time."
Even though he said so, he subconsciously knew that Celia's point of view was not unreasonable.
Celia also served as a dictator.
This may be the most wonderful part of the alliance system—the parliament will inevitably begin to corrupt and fester after thousands of years, and the rapidly expanding military power needs a strong leader to rule, and this person is Gavin Silia.
In fact, in a series of incidents such as fighting against the political invasion of the Consettrin family, cleaning up the military and parliamentary corruption, and quelling the mutiny of the Ophiuchus constellation, Celia is almost talking about it; his policy cannot be discussed through the parliament. Because by then Parliament was already the source of the problem.
Of course, he can't go to the military to discuss it. After all, the military is not a place that advocates democracy, and the military will inevitably become a hotbed of dictatorship when they are in power. So he carried out a dictatorial rule over the coalition government for several years like walking a tightrope. After several dangerous and efficient reforms, amidst the praise of the people, he suddenly found that he had almost become the biggest enemy of the democratic system.
"The taste of power is very sweet..." Celia paused, as if sighing: "The feeling that as soon as you have an idea, you can immediately implement it, the policy is implemented without delay, and everyone follows your pace. A temptation that no one in power can resist."
Heinrich thought to himself that I am not like that. But after thinking about it, my situation is different because the interests of the imperial class are not unified. At that time, the alliance government was like a birdcage in Celia's hands. Any stupid bird had to pass through his hands. Isn't it a dictatorship in the true sense? what
Celia took a deep breath, and after a long while, she let it out slowly and completely, as if exhaling the stale air in her lungs. "You're saying it right now. The dictatorship cured the dying alliance with a strong dose of medicine, and then turned the monarchy into a constitutional monarchy. After a long circle, it returned to the best starting point. However, you forgot that time is not the same. It will make everything develop in the best direction, and your firm will now will be the biggest variable in the future."
He stood up and walked out of the cabin door with an empty teacup. As soon as I walked to the door, I suddenly heard Heinrich's steady voice coming from behind: "Do you know that some beliefs will not be defeated by time?"
There was a slight disapproval in Celia's eyes, and Heinrich smiled for a while and said, "Honey, many times I can accomplish things that you can't, but you just don't believe it."
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Since they boarded the ship, they slept in separate rooms every night. Heinrich was locked on the bed by handcuffs turned into griffins, and Celia's bedroom was opposite him. That night, Heinrich thought over and over what they were discussing, and didn't fall asleep until late at night, when he suddenly turned over and asked, "Griffin?"
Griffin asked warily, "What are you doing?"
"Can you untie me a little bit?"
"..." Griffin said sadly: "Your Majesty, my loyalty to the empire is beyond doubt, but the Marshal gave me the order to keep you locked up. You also know that the Marshal is very vicious..."
Heinrich didn't even show any sign of wanting to beat up the mecha, he just changed his tone and asked persuasively: "Did he ask you to lock me on the bed 'like this' all the time?"
"This... There is no regulation on how to lock it."
"Then if you ask me to stand up, handcuff my hands behind my back, and immobilize my upper body, isn't that considered locked?"
The Griffin was stunned, "Okay—it seems to be counted."
"Then can you do that?"
Griffin felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell exactly what was wrong. Under the eyes of the emperor's menacing ice-blue eyes, it was in a dilemma for a while, and murmured: "Although it's not impossible..."
Celia's control over the mecha is purely spiritual, but no matter how intelligent the mecha is, it cannot match the independent thinking ability of a human. Although the Griffon will fully obey Celia's order to "lock the emperor's hands", it seems a little confused in the face of Heinrich's sophistry, thinking that even if it is locked in a different posture, it does not violate Celia's rigid order what.
If it were the unicorn or phoenix with the highest intelligence, it would slap the emperor out of the galaxy at this time. But Griffin only thought for a while weakly, and asked: "Then...you...what do you want to do?"
"I don't quite understand what Celia said to me during the day, so I want to ask him at night." The emperor heard the wavering in the Griffin's tone, and suddenly his face darkened: "—Do you still want to hold Phoenix's little hand! "
Griffin was shocked: "The Phoenix belongs to Gavin!"
"It's in my hands now! I can give it to Bi An tomorrow!"
"No!!"
The emperor narrowed his eyes, and the Griffin was finally completely defeated: "I, I will still handcuff you... If you are not good for the marshal, I will stop you, I will definitely stop you immediately!!"
Heinrich got out of the bed contentedly, stood up in the posture of being handcuffed tightly by the griffin, and opened the door with his shoulder.
Celia's bedroom opposite is closed, but not locked—this is the habit of all the high-ranking people who are heavily guarded, and it is convenient for the bodyguards to rush in to save people if necessary; but now it saves Heinrich from looking for tools to pry the door.
The bedroom is very quiet, the distant starlight spills into the room through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the darkness slowly surrounds like a quiet river. Celia curled up sideways in the depths of the big bed and fell asleep. Heinrich walked to the edge of the bed and sat down. In the shadows, his face was as innocent and calm as a newborn baby. The air is very moist, and it looks very affectionate at first glance.
His appearance is different from that of the two of them during the day when they were fighting each other. He has lost all kinds of sharp counterattacks and refutations, and he looks extra soft and easy to bully. He exudes sweet air like a melting ice cream, hooking people upwards. Take a lick.
Heinrich stared at him motionlessly, as if he wanted to engrave his face deeply in his heart at this moment, and never forget it again. After a long time, he leaned down and pressed a kiss on the corner of the light red lips like a dragonfly touching water.
—Omega's physique is prone to fatigue, poor vigilance, and it is not easy to be awakened when sleeping. Although this determines that they are in a weak position in natural competition, but in the eyes of Alpha, it is simply a characteristic that is cute as hell.
Celia's condition is relatively mild, but Heinrich still can't help but be cute. He stretched out his tongue and licked those lips a few times. It felt like he was licking a piece of soft and Q honey. His breath was full of the alluring and sweet scent of Omega, which made him unable to help but swallow it whole. The urge to go.
"Hmm..." Celia frowned as if feeling something, and turned her head away.
Heinrich smiled silently.
He lowered his head and kissed Celia's earlobe lightly, then slid across his cheek to the corner of his lips, and even stuck the tip of his tongue in to touch his slightly open jaw. This caress was a bit provocative. After a while, he raised his head to look at Celia at close range, and his eyes fell on his eyelashes that trembled slightly with his breathing. He just watched quietly for a long time without realizing that he was His eyes were full of affection.
"Let me see where you can find inhibitors..."
Heinrich evoked a smug smile, and then bit the tip of his tongue. Salty blood immediately gushed out, and he lowered his head and kissed it heavily.