mech warriors have no love

Chapter 58

That reagent should be very valuable, the researcher was in a trance, completely forgot about it, and didn't notice it.

César quickly stretched out his hand, held the reagent firmly, and gently put back the tube of reagent that didn't look very safe. The whole set of movements was smooth and smooth, which made the researcher's expression even more bewildered.

He was clearly an adult, but he showed a child-like expression of bewilderment and nostalgia.

César's expression remained unchanged, he raised his head and stared blankly at his researcher, his voice was as cold as frost and snow: "Who are you?"

The researcher was unaware of his indifference, and stared at him for a long time without blinking, then woke up like a dream, blinked, and admitted with difficulty that the young man in front of him was not the person he had been dreaming of.

César looked at him coldly, and asked again: "Who are you?"

The cold and silent atmosphere around the researcher has disappeared. He seems to have guessed the identity of César. What did it do to you again? What does Karl want to do to you?"

Cesar looked at him blankly.

The strange researcher didn't care about César's indifference, he took a deep breath, and soon regained his usual composure, glanced at César with sharp eyes, and said his name: "Kagel Lynch."

Cesar frowned.

His memory had been completely recovered, and the vague blanks had been filled when he confessed to Lancelot.

But he really had no memory of the name.

Who is this guy?

What's the relationship with Bellincar?

He looks like an ordinary person, not an orc, why is he here?

From his appearance, he seems to know something... Could it be a spy sent by the former alliance?

Countless questions flashed through César's mind, and Cagle seemed to see the doubts in his heart. When he spoke again, his voice was slightly hoarse: "Your name is César, right? Belling once asked me Made a mental suppressor, maybe you still wear it."

César was startled, and subconsciously touched the mental suppressor in his pocket—it was the last protection and the most personal relic left to him by the mother he had never met. Even if the mental threshold was exposed, he always carried it On the body, often caressing.

Cagle's eyes, which had been silent for many years without any fluctuations, seemed to be filled with countless sorrows. He asked softly, "Are you okay?"

Cesare didn't answer.

He knew Cagle wasn't asking him.

This strange researcher, looking through his mother-like eyes, was futilely questioning Belling, who had passed away for many years.

The laboratory fell silent again, and Micah nervously pinched César's hair, looking warily at this researcher who was full of weirdness all over his body.

Until César's unwavering voice sounded: "Micah."

The hairball was shocked.

"You're going to tear your hair out."

Maoqiu looked down, and let go of his hand guiltily.

Holding on to these hairs for so many years... César wouldn't be bald, would she?

César ignored it, looked at Kagel again, and turned to leave.

Cagle thought he would ask a lot of questions, but he didn't expect the kid to play cards out of common sense, and turned around to leave, with a stunned expression, so he could only call out to him: "Cesar... aren't you curious?"

César paused, turned around and said indifferently: "For many things that know the truth, there is no need for stupid thoughts like curiosity to exist."

All he cares about is the truth. There are already enough things that weigh on his heart and make him breathless. He doesn't know which detail will become the last straw that overwhelms him.

César was not fragile, but he didn't want to fall down this rough and twisty road any more.

He still has to save his strength to deal with those who should be dealt with.

Cagle looked at his relentless back, and suddenly smiled strangely: "What if you don't know the whole truth?"

He was satisfied to see César's footsteps stop again.

César's heart was cold, and he couldn't imagine what else was tightly hidden in the heavy past. He asked in a deep voice, "What do you want to say?"

"Although I don't know what happened, but you should have been expelled by the alliance. Karl received you with 'kindness'." Cagle twitched his lips mockingly, "Oh, although there are many impurities in this kindness, but You are indeed a little sincere, after all, you are Bei Lin's child."

Cesare remembered what Micah said.

Lambert says Carl is not a good guy.

Belling said Carl wasn't a bad guy.

He became confused, frowned slightly, and stared at Kagel for a while: "What do you mean?"

"Do you know Beilin's identity?" Cagle's voice lowered, his face was buried in the shadow of the backlight, and half of it was illuminated by the light, like a yin and yang mask, indescribably strange.

Of course Cesare knew.

Bellin was the most powerful genius of the Orcs, and her mental threshold was comparable to that of Lambert.

Cagle shook his head: "None of you understand her, not even Lambert... Heh, Lambert is just a coward. The first genius in the alliance, Belling was killed by the alliance, He only dared to swallow his breath, wasting Beilin's trust in him."

Before César could react, the hairball on his head exploded: "What nonsense are you talking about! You don't know anything!"

Back then, Lambert carried Micah to besiege the parliament building. The owner and the mech were emotionally synchronized. Only he knew how painful Lambert was.

That person with a strong heart wanted to kill his enemy, so he went to accompany Bei Lin.

But he was forced by his father to put shackles on his neck and limbs, and the responsibility that was imposed on him and belonged to the Leslie family dragged him back.

Micah witnessed Lambert go from high-spirited, to crazy and painful, to ashamed.

No one could understand how Lambert fought his way out of despair.

He pinned his will to live on César, and he insisted on living until now.

Cagle glanced at Micah coldly, sneered slightly, and did not respond.

César raised his hand to stop Micah from trying to defend Lambert.

He folded his arms and looked at Cagle, thinking nonchalantly, since Cagle doesn't know anything, it doesn't matter what he thinks of his father.

Cagle is not interested in those either. The only thing he needs to know clearly is that Lambert failed to protect Belling, and Belling did not avenge her after she was killed. Instead, he joined the council and ruled with the beasts Alliance, like a coward who is greedy for life and afraid of death.

"After Bei Lin left... I came to the Beast Race." Kagel seemed to have not talked to anyone for a long time, his voice was hoarse, and he spoke very slowly.

César was keenly aware that the pause in the middle seemed to be hiding many things, but it should have little to do with Belling.

"After coming here, I found that all the technologies of the Orcs are hundreds of years behind the alliance." Cagle's voice was very soft, "except for biotechnology."

César's right eyelid twitched. Inexplicably, in these few simple sentences, he smelled a frightening smell.

Intuition told César that what Cagle said next would be very important.He couldn't help but breathe lightly, for fear of alarming him.

Cagle licked his dry lips, and was about to continue speaking, when César's eyes suddenly moved, and he gestured quickly.

Cagle's face remained unchanged, and he said "Come here tomorrow", then shut his mouth and stopped talking.

At the same time, a gap suddenly opened in the white wall next to it, revealing the stairs inside.

There are many entrances and exits in this laboratory, and there is only one person in the Orc clan who can master them all.

César raised his eyes, saw Carl appearing at the crack, and smiled at him gently: "I can't find you anywhere, so you are here. Little nephew, don't run around, or you will get lost easily. Delicious candy, Bei Lin liked it very much in the past, and you should like it too."

César's eyes fell on his hand, looking at the light green candy paper on it, and said lightly: "Unfortunately, I don't eat mint-flavored candies."

Carl shrugged and said he didn't care, looked at Cagle and smiled politely: "Mr. Cagle, good evening."

Cagle obviously didn't like this orc leader, so he didn't look at him, cleaned up the test bench, put his notebook on his back, turned around and left.

Carl was not embarrassed, and touched the tip of his nose: "Scientists...all have a little temper of their own."

Cecil looked at him coolly.

Carl: "Why do you look at me like that? What were you talking about?"

César said, "Belin."

Carl was silent for a moment: "Cesar, don't get too close to him. Although Cagle is an excellent scientist, he is not a good person."

What do these two people mean?

César narrowed his eyes: "You think I'm a three-year-old?"

César also asked Lancelot this question.

Lancelot replied with a kiss on his forehead, and replied "Of course not, you are my child".

Of course Karl is not as thick-skinned and romantic as the Union Marshal. He sighed slightly, and didn't ask why César came to the dungeon area and what he was doing here: "Do you know who Kargle is?"

Cesare shook his head honestly.

"He is from the Alliance." Carl led César into the tunnel and slowly walked towards the city on the ground. "He used to be a top researcher at the Alliance Academy of Sciences. More than 20 years ago, he betrayed the Alliance and killed all the independent laboratories. People, blow up there and come to the Orcs."

César wanted to ask why, so he opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't ask, and listened quietly to Carl's continuation.

"I want to know why?" The city on the ground came into view again, and the wind was blowing in from a distance. It was caught off guard, and it was as cold as a knife.Carl put his hands behind his back and glanced sideways at César, "Because of your mother."

Cagle was an abandoned orphan who was sent to the Galo Star Orphanage at the age of 12-but everything before the age of 12 was not recorded.

Before the age of 12, Cagle was not on Galo.He was abducted and trafficked to another planet by human traffickers. When he was about to be sold, the orcs attacked him.

The black market of human traffickers has been bloodbathed, leaving only a group of abducted children.

The young Kagel saw a girl jumping off the ferocious orc mech, and the orcs around her respected her. The girl's expression was calm, not as cruel as in the legend, but it made people feel at ease just looking at her.

She looked around the messy black market for a week. All the children were crying, or trembling, hugging each other and weeping, feeling like they were going to be eaten.

Only Kagel was still sitting calmly among the stumps on the ground, his face was stained with blood, but he was not afraid.

The girl walked up to him, knelt down halfway, took out a handkerchief, and handed it to him to wipe his face, her voice was unexpectedly gentle: "Are you a kidnapped child?"

Cagle looked at her beautiful face, her green eyes were peaceful, cleansing, pure and gentle.

His fear disappeared without a trace, looked at the girl, and nodded.

The girl with black hair and green eyes stood up, reached out and pressed down, to stop the restless orc from attacking these children: "Don't attack the children."

Cagle wanted to pray for the girl to take him away, but it was very strange for an alliance member to want to go with the orc.He could only cherish the handkerchief tightly, wear it close to his body, and pray that he could see her again.

The little one didn't even know her name.

The Union soldiers arrived late and settled down for these abducted children.Cagle wandered among several planets, and no one wanted to adopt him—or rather, he didn't want to be adopted.

It wasn't until he returned to Galo Star and was sent to an orphanage that he stopped that rough journey.

"Afterwards, because of an accident, he and Bei Lin met several times..." Carl's expression was slightly mocking, "Bei Lin has always regarded him as a younger brother. I think, during the time when Bei Lin went to the alliance, he should After contacting him, he knew a lot of things he shouldn't know, but he was not qualified to do anything. Until he entered the Alliance's highest academy of sciences and began to participate in the research of space technology, Beilin had an accident..."

Cesare closed his eyes.

He finally knew why the orcs, whose technology was several hundred years behind the alliance, would research space technology ahead of time.