mech warriors have no love

Chapter 30

Probably because of adulthood and the upcoming awakening of the orc blood in his body, César has become more and more restless recently.

Especially when near Lancelot.

While observing and recording various indicators of César's body, Micah murmured: "Theoretically, it is impossible for orcs and humans to have children, but you broke the theory and were born. We have no precedent, so we can only take one step forward." Take a step. Alas, raising a child is not easy."

The child in his mouth slapped it away, held the huge laser knife in his hand, and rushed forward, nimbly dodging the tail of the huge orc in front of him, jumped up high, stepped on the body of the orc and rushed up, Stab the sharp laser knife into its head hard.

A sound of "噗嗤" was heard clearly, a large stream of blood sprayed out, and the huge body of the orc fell down.

César closed his eyes, and heard a reminder in his ear: "Congratulations, you have defeated another orc. Today's killing statistics: 120 simulated orcs were successfully killed, failure: zero times. Respected warrior, your body The fatigue level has reached the upper limit, and today's simulated battlefield will no longer be open to you."

César opened his eyes, and the Kuangsha Gobi and the dead orcs in front of him had disappeared.He shook his hair and lowered his eyelashes. Sweat trickled down his black hair and hung on his long eyelashes. He blinked lightly and then fell down again. There was no trace of fatigue in the wet green eyes.

But the system said so, and he could only walk out of the simulation area——as a result, his body swayed, and he crawled up his limbs with dull soreness. Although his mental strength was still vigorous, his body was telling him that he was indeed reaching his limit.

Fuqiu squatted on his shoulder: "How do you feel?"

César propped up his knees, and it took him a long time to stand still, and exhaled: "...It's okay."

Because there were more and more signs of "estrus" in the past few days, César's energy was terribly exuberant, and he fought for several hours in a row. The strenuous exercise exhausted his physical strength before he calmed down the faint agitation deep in his body.

The combat vest on his body was almost drenched with sweat, César adjusted his breathing, and walked into the bathroom outside the training room with heavy steps.

Fearing that he would get wet, the fur ball immediately moved away from him three feet away, and floated in the air in a bored way: "By the way, what are you going to do, Lancelot doesn't seem to let you run out alone." After a pause , it whispered, "Although he is a rascal, but I agree with this point, children cannot be let out to run around."

Warm water poured down, César closed his eyes and raised his head to let the water flow through his body. Hearing it mention Lancelot, the beast that had just dormant in his body seemed to wake up again.

He almost lost his footing, swayed, propped himself up against the wall, and said in a low voice, "Don't worry about him."

Fuqiu kept worrying: "I think you've been acting weird recently, especially when I saw Lancelot, listen to me, men are really liars, and Lancelot is just an uneasy and kind smiling tiger, would you He swallowed him alive, skin and bones."

César didn't understand why both Lancelot and Micah loved to scare him with cannibalism. He wiped his face and replied calmly: "The orcs don't know how to eat people, let alone the Alliance people."

Micah: "The last little cabbage that was swallowed by the beast said the same thing."

César stared at it blankly for a few seconds, then he shot out suddenly, caught the fur ball floating around in his palm, and put it under the shower.The furball screamed and struggled, César didn't bother to care about it, threw it away, and continued to take a quiet bath.

The furball was so wronged that tears would come down—if it had tears.

One of the most high-end products of Alliance Technology hid away from Cizell, and after being soaked in water, it turned from a fluffy fur ball to a hairy egg. He shook the water off his body vigorously, and said quietly: "You were not like this before. Yes, you have been led by Lancelot."

César remained as still as a mountain, letting the furball mutter bad things about Lancelot.

Until suddenly footsteps came from outside.

Two of the other guards went to patrol the sky today, two went to Ruth City to maintain order, and two went to help Lancelot, leaving César alone in the training room.This special training room is exclusive to the marshal, and no one usually comes here.

César's hearing is much sharper than that of ordinary people, and he stood up straight before the footsteps approached, his thin muscles tensed up, and just about to ask Micah who was outside, when he heard Micah chattering just now Goo's voice: "Huh? So it's here."

César relaxed and glanced at Micah who was lying down and pretending to be dead.

Having just said a bunch of bad things about someone, Fuqiu pretended that he didn't exist, and tucked into César's clothes and lay on his stomach.

A few days ago, after Lancelot and César had a serious discussion about the problem of children not being allowed to be freed, Lancelot, who just wanted to rest for two days, got busy again and disappeared from César's sight, but even so, my lord marshal Still vigorously take the time to climb a window every night, and say good night with a smile. If I really don’t have time, I will also send a communicator to say hello.

"Are you taking a shower?" Lancelot leaned against the door of the bathroom and turned the axis for a few days. The energetic Alliance Marshal was also fatigued. The researchers of the De Lanxing Academy of Sciences made a method to detect air fluctuations based on the temporarily obtained data. The instrument was delivered today, and Lancelot took someone to conduct an experiment to check it. After roughly planning the arrangement of the instrument, he originally wanted to go back to rest, but then thought that he hadn't seen Cesar for two days. Unknowingly, he strolled to Here comes the training room.

In the sound of rushing water, César pursed his lips, but did not answer this obvious question.

Lancelot hadn't slept for a few days, and he was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes. He clasped his hands and closed his eyes and kept talking: "I went to check your data just now. Why have you been playing for so long? Aside from getting enough sleep, children, You can't be overtired, you can see how many examples of death from exhaustion."

Although separated by the door, César still felt inexplicably uncomfortable: "Are you done?"

Lancelot rubbed his temples and smiled, thinking that César was concerned about him: "Well, it's over for the time being. I have approved the leave. I can take the deployment of the base's reconnaissance equipment next week. You're off on vacation."

His voice became softer and weaker, until it was almost inaudible at last.

César was stunned, quickly finished washing and changing clothes, opened the bathroom door and went out to have a look... Lancelot leaned against the wall with his hands folded and his eyes closed, and fell asleep standing up like this.

Lancelot's facial features are profound, with high browbones. He usually looks at people with a bit of sarcasm and indecency when he opens his eyes, but when he closes his eyes, his handsome face is not so sharp. Show some affection.

César stared at him for a long time, his heart trembled slightly, he was a little uneasy about his agitation, his reason told him to stay away from Lancelot, but his body didn't listen, and he approached silently, so tired that he could fall asleep standing up In front of the Alliance Marshal, he raised his head and looked at him expressionlessly for a while, his eyes flickered, and he cautiously reached out and poked Lancelot on the face.

Lancelot seemed so exhausted that he didn't respond.

César pursed his lips, squinted his eyes and poked him again, and said in a low voice, "Lancelot, if you don't open your eyes, I will take off your clothes and lock you here."

Lancelot breathed evenly, but still didn't respond.

Really fast asleep?

César was stunned, and stretched out his hand for the third time to poke, but a big hand grabbed his wet hand unexpectedly.

Lancelot's body trembled slightly, and when he opened his eyes, César saw an unconcealable smile in his smoky eyes.

César: "..."

Lancelot held his hand tightly, lowered his head and approached him: "Second Lieutenant Cizer, do you know what you did just now?"

César turned his head uncomfortably: "I don't want to know."

"I'm a man who will take revenge. If you go out and inquire about it, you will know that not only will you get revenge, but you will also make people look good." Lancelot plausibly said, "You poked me just now, and I kissed you a few times. Down."

César tried his best to rescue his hand, but unfortunately, he exhausted all his energy just now, and it couldn't compare to Lancelot's strange strength.

"Your hands are dishonest." Lancelot laughed like a beast, "My mouth is dishonest."

The fur ball nestled in César's arms, and Lucy stood on Lancelot's shoulders. Although they were not aware of each other's existence, they sneered in surprise at the same time.

César, who was caught on the spot, blushed slightly. Lancelot teased him, but didn't move. Seeing that César's neck was going red, he let him go with a smile, and stretched out his hand to rub his head. Ba: "Why are you excited? I blushed before I even kissed. It's not good for a child to be so thin-skinned."

César replied coldly: "It's not good to be as thick as you."

Lancelot couldn't stop laughing at him, as if the fatigue of the past few days had been eliminated, he lowered his head and kissed the back of his hand: "Knights are loyal to protect the little prince, and guards are also stolen. I agree, don't worry."

The little prince, who didn't want to be guarded but wanted to be stolen, showed no expression. He pushed Lancelot away. The little sympathy he had just felt because he was so busy that he could fall asleep standing up disappeared in an instant, and he turned around and left.

According to Lancelot's bad manners, he would definitely reach out and grab someone, but today he didn't move.

César was not used to it, so he glanced back secretly, and saw Lancelot leaning against the wall and closing his eyes again, as if he almost fell asleep again.

Concern for the alliance... You have to be on guard against someone who stabs you behind you. The alliance marshal sounds majestic, but being a hero is harder than anyone else.

César's footsteps paused, but he still couldn't help but soften his heart. He turned back, and before Lancelot could react...he stretched out his hand and hugged the tall and burly Alliance Marshal.

Lancelot: "..."

Lucy:"……"

Micah: "?"

César lightly said: "Send you back."

"..." Lancelot suspected that he was too tired, otherwise why would his brain be so confused, "Hey, put me down."

César was puzzled: "I can hug you."

Lancelot was silent for a while, and found that César's attitude of sending him back was firm, with a kind of sweet burden: "...you can also support me."

César thought about it, and felt that although there was nothing wrong with holding Lancelot, he was too tall, which hindered him from seeing the road, so he readily agreed.

Lancelot breathed a sigh of relief, couldn't help rubbing César's head again, and said with a smile, "I'll give you a surprise in a few days."

Everyone has been busy for a week, and after setting up the investigative equipment, they can finally take a break.

After finishing his work, Lancelot went back to sleep for almost a day, and came out refreshed the next day to toss people.

César's reason for leaving the base was changed by Lancelot to the high-sounding "travel with the marshal". Knowing that César would go out to work with the old hooligan on his birthday, everyone looked at César even more sympathetically. .

César was baffled by the sight, and his scalp was numb.

Lancelot was in a good mood and didn't care about them. He simply assigned the task and said with a half-smile: "Everyone, be on the alert. Every time I go out, you have to give me some moths."

David annoyed him to death: "Okay, okay, let's go."

Lancelot didn't care, he took Cesare on the starship, and then smiled: "Do you still remember the planet I told you about last time? The whole planet is just a sea of ​​flowers, and the scenery is nice. Sixing is not far away, you can go there often in the future, you should like it."

César didn't have a pair of eyes to discover beauty, so he said "oh" coldly.

Two hours later, the starship jumped to the planet Lancelot mentioned.

The hatch opened, and a faint fragrance wafted in the wind.

César and Micah stared ahead, stunned at the same time for a moment.

Outside the icy mech is a sea of ​​lavender, and frangipani flowers with fine petals bow their heads in the wind, are blown profusely by the wind, and dance in the air.

Lancelot had a little expectation: "Do you like it?"

The scenery ahead is very dreamy.

César's face was also dreamy.