mech warriors have no love

Chapter 31

The unique faint fragrance of frangipani is wrapped in the wind, and when it spreads out, it is difficult for human sense of smell to detect the kind hidden in it—the deeper, sweet and seductive breath.

Only the orcs can detect and be affected by the fragrance of this flower. For the orcs, this flower is almost like an aphrodisiac.

César closed the hatch quickly, his mind was blank, his heart was beating wildly, he could almost hear his own violent heartbeat, his breathing trembled, and even his fingertips seemed limp and weak.

His expression was blank: "Micah."

Fuqiu was so startled that he almost transformed into a prototype to take César away. He didn't care whether his colleague Lu Xi would find out, so he quickly scanned César's body and checked all the data: "Cesis It’s okay, Frangipani doesn’t have as much effect on you as ordinary orcs, but it still has an effect, did this old bastard do it on purpose!”

Cecil didn't speak.

As he approached the estrus period of adulthood, his body seemed to have accumulated a lot of flammable and explosive substances. The scent of flowers just now was like a fuse, and the pile of explosives was detonated with a bang.

Lancelot was stunned for a moment, seeing César's face flushed, he reached out to touch it: "What's wrong? Don't you like it? I thought children like this kind of place...Why is your face so red?"

César's lips trembled slightly, and he lowered his head to avoid his outstretched hand, but his nerves seemed to be eroded by pollen, his reaction was a few beats slower than usual, his mind was thinking of avoiding, but his body did not move .

Let that big warm hand caress his face, compared to his hot face, that hand can be regarded as cold and comfortable.

Lancelot frowned: "The cheeks are so hot."

César's mind became even more chaotic, and he unconsciously rubbed his cheek against the palm of his hand, like a helpless little animal.

There is only one clear thought left in the chaotic mind.

Being near Lancelot... will relieve this burning pain.

The cheek in the palm of his hand was very hot, Lancelot had not turned around yet, his brows were furrowed even tighter, he held Cesare's face in both hands and forced him to raise his head: "Cesare, are you sick?"

César raised his head obediently, his usually cold green eyes seemed to melt at this moment, wet, looking at him in a daze.

Lancelot suddenly felt that his scalp was about to explode, and he took a deep breath. He was not as unsophisticated as Cesar, and he could see something wrong with Cesar at a glance, so he touched his crotch uncertainly. Cheek, "Sizer, tell me, what's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

Lancelot's voice seemed to come from far away.

César closed his eyes and thought in a daze, am I sick?

His consciousness was a little fuzzy, and for some reason, he seemed to have returned to a long time ago.

He was lying in the medical cabin, hugging a broken doll tightly, and staring ahead numbly.

It seems that someone has come to see him, but he seems to have filtered the world of the living, but he can't see the people living in heaven, enduring the pain of being alive.Someone desperately wants to drag him out of hell, and let him continue to shuttle and grind in this world with tears in his eyes.

His lips were chapped, and he made a voice that he couldn't hear clearly: "Dad... am I dead?"

Standing outside the medical cabin, Lambert gently stroked his son through the blank protective wall, as if trying to soothe his pain.

His eyes were pained, but he just said, "No, Cesar, you are just sick."

I am sick?

Unfamiliar impulses ran rampant, but his mind became more and more blank. César lowered his eyes, silently gathered strength, pushed Lancelot away, and reopened the hatch.

Micah screamed, "Ceizer!"

Lancelot was also taken aback. César's condition seemed extremely unstable. He hesitated and slowly approached him, coaxing in a low voice: "Hey... don't move around, if you don't like this place, let's leave, okay?" ?Baby, your condition looks terrible, what's the matter? Tell me, I'll help you solve it. "

César's voice was so hoarse that he suddenly raised his voice: "Don't come over!"

Lancelot really had nothing to do with him: "Okay, I won't come here, you don't get close there, the starship hasn't landed yet..."

There is still a distance of tens of meters from the ground, and the wind is much stronger than the ground. César's mind is much clearer after being blown by the wind, and the next moment, he is tortured by the fragrance of flowers even more painfully.

He looked up at Lancelot, the tall and handsome man in front of him was like a poppy, exuding amazing temptation, the instinct of his body urged him to go over, get close to this man, kiss him, hug him...

César indifferently drew out the short knife pinned to his boots, so fast that people couldn't react, and stabbed himself in the arm.

The pain made his consciousness clearer. Before Lancelot came to teach him a lesson, he jumped back and jumped off the starship!

It took only three seconds before and after this series of changes, Lancelot was startled, cursed in a low voice, and jumped down.

The starship stopped automatically, and Lucy jumped off Lancelot's shoulder, and instantly changed into his original shape to catch Lancelot, and said, "Lord Lancelot, what do you think of the reaction of Lord César just now?" Does it look like Eugene?"

Lancelot said coldly: "It doesn't matter what he looks like, let's start scanning to find him immediately. How old is he, so he has no safety awareness, and he must be beaten up if he is caught."

Lu Xi was silent for a while: "...Are you willing to fight?"

Lancelot gritted his teeth: "Slap your butt a few times, and cry again without softening your heart."

The moment Cesar landed on the ground, he ran away with Micah on his back.

The frangipani sea is simply a psychedelic nightmare. Maybe it is a paradise for the orcs who want to court during the estrus period, but for César, it is more terrifying than hell.

He lay weakly on Micah's body, clenching his teeth to prevent himself from groaning. After a long while, he finally took a breath: "Turn on the anti-tracking...don't let him find it."

Micah isolated Huaxiang, but was affected once on the starship. César took the risk of jumping off and faced this estrus again. It is a miracle that he can still hold on without collapsing.

"Micah..." César's breathing became hotter and hotter, and he whimpered indistinctly, "It's so uncomfortable."

Micah was very distressed, stretched out a mechanical hand, and patted his head comfortingly: "We will be out of the sea of ​​flowers soon, there is a forest in front, let's go in and hide."

César held his forehead, gritted his teeth and gave himself another knife. The pain from the blood pulled his consciousness back from the brink of collapse again. He tried his best to resist the urge to curl up into a ball, his eyes were already red, and he asked in a trembling voice: "Did he find out? Did he bring me here on purpose to test me?"

Would he also think I'm a monster and despise and hate me?

Mika paused: "Cesar, the side the Union Marshal showed you is just what he wanted to show you. The real Lancelot is not someone who would climb the window in the middle of the night to make you happy. According to the data Analysis, this is a very calm, self-sufficient, controlling person, without any means, how could he become the marshal of the alliance, offend so many congressmen and still be safe. Few members of the alliance do not hate orcs, Lancelot once said However, he watched his subordinates die at the hands of orcs... How could he not hate orcs like this."

César fell silent.

"I didn't bring a subjective analysis, it's all objective." Micah continued, "Your reaction just now can make him guess a lot. We have to plan for the worst."

César closed his eyes: "Where is Star Ruth?"

Micah avoided the important and said lightly, "Cesar, you will make new friends in the future."

The mech fell silent, and the sea of ​​frangipani flowers was thrown behind. Micah went into the woods ahead, found a cave near the water, dragged out the sleeping native creatures and threw them out, and covered them with huge green leaves picked halfway. , and then let Cesare out.

César fell into chaos again, but still managed to hold on and asked: "Micah...Since he is not that kind of person, why..."

Why do you have to put away your fangs in front of him?

Micah froze for a moment: "Maybe he is willing."

Then why is he willing?

César opened his mouth, but couldn't speak.

One month before the estrus period, Micah had already taught him various coping knowledge. He closed his eyes and followed what Micah taught him. Suddenly, it was like a light rain falling in the fog of consciousness. After the fog faded away, he saw... Lancelot inside.

The orc's estrus period is simply a huge torture.

The only thing to be thankful for is that César is only half of the blood of the orcs. Besides, after countless generations of reproduction, the genes of the orcs have continued to evolve. Completely lost my mind.

César didn't know how many times he had fallen into that frenzied situation, and he got bored into the pool in front of him, letting the cold water wash away his chaotic consciousness and bring back a little clarity.

In this matter, Micah was really helpless, so he could only stealthily dig out the small movie he had saved, and shared it righteously. César, who was awake, pushed him into the water and decisively deleted it with permission.

Micah was so wronged that he yelled, "Didn't I find it for you!"

César really didn't want to talk to it, so he dived into the water again in pain.

Holding his breath, he dived deep into the bottom of the pool, thinking blankly, since he was discovered, he really had to leave Star Ruth.

Star Delan can't go back, the land of exile is too far away, where else can he... go?

Will Lancelot issue a wanted warrant?

After sinking at the bottom of the water for an unknown amount of time, César regained consciousness in a trance.

According to Micah's temper, he should have been told to go up to take a breath, why didn't he respond this time?Angry?

He closed his eyes and floated up, broke out of the water, opened his eyes slightly, and was surprised to find a shadow in front of him, squatting a person.

César: "..."

Lancelot smiled: "Yo, it's out."