Zerg Achilles

Chapter 10

You wake up from the coma and go back to the tent.

The patriarch lied to you, there is something wrong with the water you drank, but you have no way to blame him, but this person will be included in your key alert list, and you will not trust him again.

This time you have more guards outside your tent.

You got up and turned around, but found nothing. There was nothing in the room to relieve your anxiety, so you pulled out an arrow. The arrow has no arrowhead, but its tail feathers can be used for entertainment.

You grabbed your tail feathers, and began to recall what Reya had said to you during that journey, and the male, you didn’t know why they were looking for Reya, and you probably missed some important details.

Your memory is not bad, not to mention that things have not passed for a long time, you remember that day when you first arrived on that remote planet, you met the male worm, his name was Ron.

The previous interaction between you and Ron was limited to the fact that Rhea had pursued him, so you have checked some of his information privately. Ron has a handsome face, and a rare gentle personality. Various banquets are held frequently.

He knows how to deal with all kinds of females, and males are no exception. You and Rhea met at the dance held by Ron.

Unlike Ron, you are reticent and do not like to socialize, you are very indifferent to everyone, and you have no friends. You tailor a list of tasks for yourself, and complete them step by step every day, like a pendulum that never goes wrong.

You value agreements, rules, and stubbornness.

You're not a likable person, and going to prom that day was just a social need that was delayed a few times on your list.

You stand in the corner of the ball, next to the musicians, this is commonly known as the area where you don’t want to be disturbed, and watch them dance. It’s at this time that Rhea rushed in front of you. He looked embarrassed and haggard, like a tree. The pines and cypresses covered with frost and dew hold your hand and cry and say, I like you very much, I really like you.

You look at him blankly, and because of his overly excited expression, the cellist in the band is out of tune, the music is interrupted, people on the dance floor stop and look suspiciously, and you are forced to be the focus.

This has never happened in your 24 years as an adult.

Rhea is still talking about his love, even if you kick him hard, he will not be moved.

The waiter came to help, but Rhea's emotions suddenly became agitated, and he even pulled you to sway. The waiter was afraid of hurting you, so he could only keep a certain distance and approach slowly.

"Colonel, please don't be impulsive." The waiter tried to bring Rhea back to her senses.

"Go away." He obviously drank a lot: "Don't come here."

"Colonel, do you know what you are doing? Let go of that lord!"

"I am certain."

The crowd booed and murmured softly, some pointed out that the reckless behavior of the female would bring disaster, some pitied him as a prodigal son trapped by love, sighed, sympathized, laughed, and gloated.

They guessed your reaction, you blushed, you were so angry that you couldn't speak well, who can maintain reason at this time, even you can't do it, you slapped him with your free right hand: " Sober up, drunk."

Rhea gave you a solid slap, he looked at you blankly, his blue eyes seemed to be filled with a lake of water, your heart trembled, you tried to calm your anger, and said coldly: "Let go. "

"Do not."

He murmured something, the voice was too low, you didn't hear clearly, he straightened his bowed waist, this action made you a little uneasy, you felt that he seemed to be stiff and frozen for a moment, and then suddenly relaxed as if relieved, He leaned over and kissed your lips, and said, "Unless I die."

Then he let go of your hand and stood calmly on the spot, the waiter rushed forward and grabbed him.

You stay where you are, pointing at Rhea and can't say a word, your head is like a teapot boiling water, the steam is gurgling from your ears, destroying your calmness, you are almost out of breath.

"catch him."

You can barely control your volume.

"I'm sorry, my lord, that this happened."

"Are you feeling all right? A doctor has been called for you."

Someone is comforting you, someone is eagerly asking if you are injured, you are surrounded by the crowd, and the host of the banquet is late at this time, he pushes aside the crowd, and seems to be a little eager to ask what happened, should he not be here just now? He was present and came in a hurry after hearing that there was a harassment incident at the ball.

Rhea has been forcibly taken out of the ball by the waiter, and Ron, the host of the banquet, came to you with a very remorseful expression: "I'm very sorry that something like this happened."

You looked back at him coldly, and first noticed the gemstone badge on his chest. His aptitude is much better than yours. He wears a golden badge, while yours is the lowest level of green.

Then his hair, like yours, is a rare color, like brown and olive green mixed with black.

"I accept your apology."

You quickly end the topic, tie up your cloak and leave. You don't want to stay at the ball for too long, and you don't want to chat with a high-level male when you are upset. These guys are always too much trouble, let alone those who watch the excitement The bugs are still talking about it.

"Please stay."

He followed your footsteps all the way to the door, and you had no choice but to stop and face him. He seemed a little hesitant, so you had no choice but to ask, "What else is there for you, Your Excellency."

He sighed, his tone was sincere, and his attitude was low: "I know you have just been offended, and you must still be furious. I have no intention of stopping you, but I just have an unkind request."

"What an unkind request." You became more and more impatient, and even bored with Ron's overly handsome face.

"It's like this." He looked embarrassed: "The colonel who offended you just now is my friend. He has done very bad things to you, but I beg you to forgive his mistakes, at least don't let him be sent Going to court, it will ruin him, for this reason, I am willing to do my best to repay your kindness and generosity, you..."

You had to interrupt his statement: "I'm not a generous person, Mr. Ron."

Your tone is extremely cold: "I will not wantonly slander him and aggravate his crimes. I will tell the truth and try to be objective and fair, but under the rules and laws, he must pay the price for his actions. This is what I can do. Arrived all."

"So... I'm very sorry, my request was too abrupt."

His face was flushed, embarrassed and frustrated, and you felt a little guilty about that pretty face, but you didn't care, you saluted him, turned and left the ball.

You swore to yourself that you would never go to the ball again, and the next day you interviewed the people from the Tribunal. You stated the truth and got a reply that the Tribunal would deal with it fairly.

The matter should have come to an end here, but you were on a whim, and when you learned that the drunk senior wanted to see you and apologize in person, you agreed.

You thought about motives after the fact, and you thought you probably looked into those blue eyes again, those eyes with a depth of emotion that you had never felt before, and you wanted to be looked at again.

You met him at the private hotel where the Inquisition provided a meeting. You didn't remember his appearance at the ball that day, but now you have the time and mood to look at him carefully.

You are sitting on the couch, and he is standing in front of you, ten paces away, surrounded by heavily armed soldiers, pointing their guns at him in case he has any nefarious intentions.

Rhea lowered his head. He was still wearing the military uniform, but he was removed from the military rank. The military uniform tightly bound his waist, making his figure look slender and straight. You heard that he was an excellent soldier. You don't know yourself Why pay attention to these.

"My lord, I deeply apologize to you for my behavior."

He bent slightly, his posture and expression were extremely calm and calm, not at all like drunk, his tone was sincere, and there was no extra eagerness, as if he was carrying out a military order solemnly.

You couldn't see his eyes, and there was a strange and subtle thought that prompted you to make a decision: "You guys go out, I want to talk to him alone."

The order was opposed, but quickly suppressed, and they tied Rhea and forced him to his knees, Rhea seemed calm and did not resist or beg for mercy.

Those soldiers saw Rhea's expression quite sympathetic. I'm afraid this female worm won't be able to get out of here alive today.

They left some objects that resembled torture instruments, and then exited the room. When only you and Rhea were there, you noticed his stiffness and tension, and you thought of playing tricks.

"Are you sorry to come to apologize?" You picked up a whip and flicked it.

"No." His voice was obviously wrong, but he still insisted: "I'm sorry."

You smiled rarely, but unfortunately he couldn't see it, you raised his chin with a whip, and asked in a low voice, "You've got the wrong person, right?"

His pupils shrink, you look at his face, stare into his eyes, there is no emotion you want to see, you continue to remind him: "Ron, you are his suitor, I checked you, that day You got drunk at the dance, so you confessed to the wrong person, right, the person you want to confess to is Ron."

The same hair color, about the same height, and the color of the dresses are not much different, so the drunks can't be distinguished.

His face was extremely pale all of a sudden, and you could understand his gloomy despair. When you mentioned Ron, you also saw the emotion you wanted to see in his eyes.

But it's an insult to you, all males think so, but you don't, you think it's an interesting opportunity, like an accident on your schedule, but you don't take it back, you crouch down, Meeting his gaze, he pointed to his chest: "Did you see this badge?"

He nodded, and you asked him, "What color."

"green."

"Very good, then Colonel, let me tell you that according to my qualifications, I can only choose generals from second lieutenant to lieutenant colonel in marriage. Under normal circumstances, I cannot be your contractor." You said to him: "But now, I will give you a chance to choose."

"Live, or die." You took off the brooch: "My real name, do you want to know it?"

This is the process of signing a contract with Rhea. You bound him with promises and rules. You thought the relationship built from this was unbreakable, but you were wrong. Feelings cannot be regulated by obligations and contracts, so you choose He, he betrayed you because of it.

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Thick and long.