Chapter 081. Pavo
At the same time, Capital Star, Cepheus.
By the time Drew finished up the military's secret meeting and returned to his bedroom, Berg had already woken up.
Drew took a seat at his bedside and bent over to place a kiss on his forehead, softly speaking into Berg's ear: "I'm going to take the Hydra Legion on a campaign tomorrow, wait for me at home to return."
Berg was startled and puzzledly said: "Campaign? Where to?"
Seeing Drew faintly purse his brows, Berg then looked away, and quietly said: "If it inconveniences you to say, just don't say it."
Drew: "......"
Ever since he found out that Berg is the second leader of the Undercurrent, although there were many instances of being intimate with their bodies between the two of them, there was still a bit of a barrier between them. For Drew, who has always been honest and strict, ignoring the military's pursuit order of the Undercurrent for his spouse has already made him feel very guilty. He can no longer tell Berg about military secrets
As a General, he has an obligation to keep the military decision-making confidential, even if Berg is his own lover, he cannot go against the principle of a soldier again.
Looking at Berg's lowered head, a stab of pain struck Drew's heart, he said in a whisper: "......I'm sorry."
Drew set forth to leave the bedroom. After going two steps, he suddenly heard Berg's voice behind him: "Come back safely, remember that I am here waiting for you."
Drew's stare went blank and he turned his head back to be met with Berg's gentle and soft gaze. He immediately walked two or three steps back to the bedside, hugged Berg, and firmly kissed him.
The prolonged farewell kiss seemed to have a soothing power and it also significantly alleviated the awkward atmosphere of a moment ago. Drew lightly caressed the mark on the nape of his lover's neck, he tenderly gazed upon him and said in a low voice: "You can rest assured, I will definitely come back safely...... Wait for me at home."
Berg smiled and nodded as he said, "I believe you."
After Drew left, Berg was silent for a moment, he then he got up and locked the door and connected to the secret communicator within the Imperial Palace.
Soon, the face of His Majesty, Trent's face appeared on the screen. Trent asked: "What's the matter, Berg?"
Berg calmly said: "Wang Xiong, Drew will lead the Hydra Legion on a campaign tomorrow, you are certainly aware of this matter?"
Trent nodded, "Someone just recently reported to me from the military side. Rosen was accidentally drawn into a cosmic wormhole. His whereabouts are unknown at the moment. The military decided to temporarily keep this news undisclosed. The Hydra Legion was dispatched to provide assistance to the Glory Legion and search for Rosen's whereabouts in passing."
Berg faintly frowned, "If this happens, then won't the Capital Star just be left undefended......"
Trent nodded and said: "What you say is true, that it is undoubtedly an exceptionally good opportunity for them to move the Glory Legion and the Hydra Legion away. Just in case to serve as protection, immediately think of a way to take the Nine-Tailed Fox away."
Berg gingerly says," Okay, I know how to do it."
After cutting off the communicator, Berg immediately changes into a suit of clothes he rummaged out of a safe and went to the front of the Bayh Family's five-story mech warehouse, he snuck into the basement and used a password to open a secret door.
—That place is precisely a secret door that leads to the underground city of Locke Castle.
***
When Berg arrived at the underground city, Dave was slouched over, he passed out right on the table. This lazy Omega's hair was still just as messy as a beggar's and the clothes on his body were also put on crookedly. He is extremely talented in the mech manufacturing aspect, but his lifestyle was sloppy to the extreme.
Berg helplessly smiled and lightly tapped on the tabletop in front of him.
Dave woke up with a start, he rubbed his sleep-ladened eyes and looked at the man with a cold expression for a while. After a moment's pause, he recognized who the other person was. He immediately jumped up from his stool and smiled: "Boss! How did you get the time to come over?"
As the second leader of the Undercurrent, all of the Undercurrent members kindly referred to Prince Berg as "Boss".
Berg got straight to the point: "I have come to take away the Nine-Tailed Fox, have you completed all of the follow-up work here?"
Dave scratched the complete mess of hair on his head that was comparable to a bird's nest and said with a bit of befuddlement: "It has already been completed, ah. The space button is also good to go. Didn't His Majesty say to wait for the two pilots to come around and then restart this mech?"
Berg said in a lowered voice: "There's not enough time."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the hidden chamber storing the mech, Dave immediately caught up with his footsteps.
He opened the door of the hidden chamber, he, sure enough, caught sight of a brand-new mech towering above in a wide space of a hundred square meters. The contours of the mech flew smoothly, its nine tails were drooped laxly behind it. The shiny metal emitted a dazzling orange luster under the gleam of the lighting.
Berg couldn't help but exclaim on admiration: "This really is the best work."
Dave smiled and scratched his head, he took out the space button on his finger and put the mech away into it. He handed the space button back over to Berg's hand.
Berg looked back at him and said: "You mustn't stay here either. It's not safe." Berg gave it a thought. He took out a slip of paper and wrote down an address and name before passing it on to Dave, "Go to Planet Oman and look for this person, go into hiding for the time being."
Dave nodded and said: "Got it, Boss. I will pack things up and get going tomorrow."
Berg quickly returned to the Bayh Residence through the secret passageway of the underground city.
When he walked up to the residence, he saw a few personal guards stationed at the doorway. They were the most trusted subordinates of Drew. The lights in the study were on. Evidently, Drew was currently straightening out some materials in the study. Those several close soldiers of the Personal Guard Battalion were probably just waiting for their General.
Berg walked up to the front of those few people and smiled and said to a Beta whose figure greatly resembled his own: "I have some mech parts here that I need to move upstairs, the home robot is broken, could you come over and help me out?"
After a moment of that soldier being in a stunned silence, he immediately gave a respectful salute and said: "Yes, Madam!"
The people of the Hydra Legion all knew how highly their General regarded his wife. Under the influence of Drew, Berg was similar to the existence of a male god in the eyes of the soldiers in the Hydra Legion.
It is his honor to have the privilege of the General's wife call on him for help.
The young Beta excitedly followed Berg to the parts warehouse and looks blankly at the warehouse packed full of parts for a moment. He says, puzzled: "Madam, which parts did you want to be moved......"
The soldier turned his head back around, he had still not come down from the excitement of "being able to help the General's wife handle something" when his back suddenly went numb and then his two eyes rolled back, he involuntarily fell to the floor.
Berg withdrew the anesthetic needle in his hand and quickly put the soldier's military uniform on his body. As quick as possible, he made a mask in accordance with his appearance and carefully pasted it to his face.
When he returned to the doorway of the Bayh Residence, the soldier off to the side lowered his head and glanced at his comrade whose face was mostly covered by a military cap. He somewhat doubtfully asked: "Mike, have you finished helping the Madam relocate the parts so soon?" "
"Mike" nodded and said in a lowered voice: "En, I finished moving everything."
Right at this time, Drew walked out from his home office and dressed in a neat four-star top general military uniform, his gaze indifferently swept past his subordinates of the Personal Guard Battalion and he said in a lowered voice: "Let's get moving."
A group of soldiers immediately saluted, saying: "Yes! General!"
The soldiers orderly boarded the Hydra Legion's suspension vehicle engraved with a serpentine totem. The Hydra Legion sets off towards their base camp.
Not a single person paid attention to that among the soldiers, there was one who had their face covered by a military cap and a slightly raised smile.
***
When Rosen returned to the cave, he saw Ling Yu seated on the huge rock in the cave. He held the military cap that he had picked up from the ground. The distinct joints of his fair and slender fingers softly rubbed against the brim of the military cap, it seems as if he was in the middle of fretting over something.
Ling Yu's personality is entirely unlike that kind of gentleness and softness of an Omega. He is used to the identity of a General. He is used to standing aloft and commanding his Legion. Every time he puts on his military uniform, he gives off a sense of pride and ice-cold asceticism.
But he is nevertheless inherently an Omega, his body shape has an awful lot of distinctive characteristics belonging to an Omega— such as his lean build, his perfectly straight and slender legs, a slim waist that could be tightly held with one arm, and an extremely flexible and pliable body......
This man is undoubtedly an Omega of the purest bloodline, but his personality is more stubborn and unyielding than some Alphas.
At this moment, he was sitting on the rock and frowning as he ponders, and the profile of his face appeared all the more fair and delicate under the illumination of the fluorescence within the cave.
Rosen stood frozen in place, watching him quietly.
The beats of his heart began to quicken, looking at that familiar person in front of him. That pounding of his heart was just as it was before in those days.
—This man is one of a kind. He's so special that there is not one person who would be able to replace him.
—This is the only Omega General in the Empire, the person Rosen loves the most, the most valuable treasure he places in his heart.
The appearance of a frowning Ling Yu is no doubt ice-cold and solemn. His whole body even imperceptibly exudes a chilly nip in the air of "those who get near me shall perish". If it was anyone else, perhaps they would simply not dare to get close, but in Rosen's eyes, Ling Yu's appearance as he knits his brow is on the contrary, very good-looking. The image of him quietly sitting there is definitely the most preciously beautiful sight.
Rosen's gaze has been continuously cast upon Ling Yu's body as if he could never tire of looking.
Sensing the other-side's red-hot gaze, Ling Yu puzzledly turned his head over in return. He lifted his chin up and looked at Rosen: "What is it?"
Rosen smiled and walked over to his side, also sitting down on that stone, and softly asked: "What are you thinking about?"
Ling Yu: "........."
This question cannot be answered.
Because he was just thinking about the matter of "estrus".
Over the years, Ling Yu has always injected his inhibitor on time in intervals of once every three months, the next injection time should be on the 1st of next month, it is now the 18th, and there is 12 more day's time until his estrus......
It would indeed be very difficult to leave here and return to Naomi Star within 12 days.
They not only need to find a galaxy air route that can be space jumped, but they also need to allow the mech, Black Dragon, to sufficiently replenish its energy. Not to mention that Pavo is very far away from the Northern Hemisphere Constellations where the Empire is located. The route of this journey in the universe will take a lot of time, just the power source issue is enough to make Ling Yu's head ache.
Black Dragon only has 10% energy remaining, solely relying on the conversion of solar energy, at what year and at what month will its reserves be full?
If he is still unable to leave here after 12 days......
Ling Yu can't help but lift his head and look at Rosen.
Fortunately, with an Alpha around, at least he won't have a mental breakdown due to there not being anyone to mark him during his estrus.
At that time, in the event that he genuinely goes into estrus, just let Rosen......
Thinking back to those scenes in his memories of his body being occupied by this man, the bottom of Ling Yu's heart tightened up and he immediately moves his line of sight away.
Rosen was being looked at without rhyme or reason.
His Omega suddenly looked up and gave a cold glance at him, then immediately afterward removed his gaze. What does this mean? Does it mean he's angry?
Rosen asked in confusion: "What's wrong? Were you hurt just now in the wormhole? Do you want to have Black Dragon to check it for you?"
Ling Yu insipidly said: "I'm fine."
Being too close to Rosen made his heartbeat inexplicably speed up. This kind of strange reaction made Ling Yu somewhat irritable, he shifted to the side without batting an eyelid, keeping a friendly distance spanning one meter with Rosen.
Rosen glanced at him carefully and found that he didn't look like he was injured, so only then did he relinquish his worries.
Walking to the middle of the wide-open space in the middle of the cave, Rosen called out Black Dragon, he moved the bed out from Black Dragon's control cabin and set it up in the cave. He also moved the sofa out and placed it to the side. He even pulled out some drinking water and food, he even thoughtfully moved out a dining table.
Ling Yu: "..............."
This is truly Rosen. He doesn't think of any ways to get out of here as soon as possible, but he instead swiftly moves his hands and feet about to pretty the cave up. The barren cave was very quickly fixed up by him into a temporary room, it was as if the two were not swept away by a cosmic wormhole to a desolate unknown planet, but rather on a vacation to the countryside.
Ling Yu looked at the large bed, sofa, and dining table that terribly conflicted with the surrounding environment......
He finally couldn't help but frown and say: "If we don't think of a way to leave here as soon as possible, will you instead plan on staying here forever?"
Rosen explained in all seriousness: " I also want to go back as soon as possible, but the circumstances don't allow it."
Ling Yu: "......"
This is actually the truth.
Rosen smiled and said: "Black Dragon needs to replenish enough energy to execute space jumps. Moreover, Pavo is too far from the Empire and is also close to the Federation's domain. If by any chance we just jump out and were immediately met with a Legion of the Federation, how wouldn't that just be throwing away our lives in vain?"
Rosen came up to Ling Yu, looked down to gaze at him, and also softened his tone a bit, "Since there's nothing we can do to leave for a while, we'll be living here for a few days then." Rosen pointed to the bed behind him, "Why don't you get some sleep if you're tired?"
Ling Yu: "......"
Rosen's gentle tone as he looks after him makes Ling Yu feel very awkward.
He is a General who in the past had always played the role of a decision-maker, he never required the care of others. Rosen's tone was truly so gentle that it made his scalp go numb.
Looking back at the cave, it looked very out of place putting the bed and sofa inside the originally empty cave. However, Ling Yu did not mind these details. The soft sofa was obviously much more comfortable than the hard stone. He would not have to continue enduring sitting on the cold stone with the sofa.
Ignoring the peculiarities of his heart, Ling Yu went to one side of the sofa and sat down. He attentively looked at the various ores emitting a fluorescence on the walls of the cave— these ores are all different in shape and look very beautiful. Only, he's never seen them before. Ling Yu is also unable to ascertain what the use these kinds of ores have.
After some silence, Black Dragon suddenly said: "Master, the communicator has received a message from Lin Yuan."
When Ling Yu who was sitting on the sofa heard this name, his back suddenly went stiff.
Rosen glanced at him and looked back Black Dragon, saying, "Open it."
Black Dragon immediately projects the characters of the message in the air—
"Father, is this campaign still going well? I am awaiting your safe and sound return."
A simple line of sending a greeting, the time it was sent out was in the wee hours of one o'clock in the morning, but at present, the time was four o'clock in the early morning.
Pavo doesn't have a corresponding signal from a space station, their connection with the Empire has been completely severed, this message should have been received at the time of the wormhole, resulting in it being delayed for a few hours. Rosen picked up his communicator and re-dialed Lin Yuan's number, but he couldn't get through.
Ling Yu was sat on the sofa, frowning as he looked at the simple line of characters that Black Dragon projected, in particular, the address of "Father", which made his mood very complicated and he could not help but ask: "Xiao Yuan knows that you are......? "
Rosen gave a small smile and went up to him. He sat down on the sofa shoulder to shoulder, he explained in a low voice: "I've met up with Xiao Yuan before, Xiao Yuan knows I am his father. I permitted the initiation of a communication connection with the highest authority between Black Dragon and Suzaku, he can skip directly over the military defense network and send me messages. Oh, by the way, Suzaku is now in Xiao Yuan's hands."
Ling Yu: "......"
Rosen looked his head back to look at him, his voice asked with a softness: "Would you like to see what your son looks like?"
Ling Yu's face appeared to be pretending to be undisturbed, but there was a lingering desire revealed in his eyes. Rosen soon had Black Dragon play a film.
This was when Rosen paid a visit to Mrs. Lin on Planet Rennes and saw fragments of video recordings of the Xiao Yuan's childhood. After obtaining the approval of Mrs. Lin, he copied the video materials and placed it in Black Dragon's data center.
Black Dragon affectionately projected a big screen onto the cave wall and began to play a video of Lin Yuan from when he was a child.
A four-year-old little guy who had just recently come to Mrs. Lin's home was rolling around in the bedroom on a bed, he rolled into a somersault from one end of a bed to the other, not tiring a bit. Flipping by himself from here to there, he looked like he was having a great time playing......
The true to life 3D video makes the image appear extraordinarily clear, just as if the child was in front of himself.
Ling Yu looked at the child's unruly manner as he rolled on the bed, an unbearable stabbing pain burst in the bottom of his heart.
Back during the time when he sent the child away, that child had just turned four years old. Even for someone as strong as Ling Yu, there was no way for him to placidly bear the pain when faced with this kind of separation from his own flesh and blood. Fortunately, he had Ling Feng at his side to accompany him. Over the years, he has always learned about his son as he grew up through Zhou Yi and Fornt. He knows that he is in good health, he has very good grades, and he has also won many trophies......
As a dad, he is both gratified and feels a great sense of loss.
As a General, he shoulders too many responsibilities, but he had no way to fulfill his responsibility as a dad.
He couldn't accompany his son as he grew up, this may be his biggest regret.
At this moment, watching the scattered fragments of the small child's life in the videotapes, watching him gradually grow up, from a chubby little ball into a slenderly built teenager, Ling Yu's heart suddenly had mixed feelings. His chest is tight and he is lost for words.
Rosen looked at the expression on Ling Yu's face and had guessed his thoughts long ago. He couldn't help but gently throw his arm around his shoulder and say with a hushed voice: "I also have some video recordings of Xiao Yuan participating in a competition. Do you want to take a look?"
Ling Yu nodded.
Rosen had Black Dragon play another video.
This is a video of a match recorded in this year's National Mech Competition. A red humanoid mech is on the field and charges to attack an enemy and it is unstoppable like a hurricane. All kinds of high-difficulty movements are connected and flow together seamlessly. Enthusiastic applause constantly erupts from the audience.
Rosen points at that mech and speaks with pride in his voice: "This red mech is the one your son is piloting. In terms of mech piloting, he has entirely inherited our talent. His mental threshold may even be higher than yours and mine."
Ling Yu was unable to take his eyes off of the screen.
Lin Yuan cleverly avoided his opponent's attack and his movements were neat and efficient, that air rotation in particular was extraordinarily beautiful, he even still made use of a spare moment to turn the blade in his hand over and cut down towards the other party.
The corners of Ling Yu's mouth could not help but slightly lift up.
This child's mech piloting level is very good, he was able to achieve this stage at such a young age, he proved himself to be his son.
After the video of the competition, the final award ceremony quickly followed. Lin Yuan, as the representative of the school, came onto the stage to receive the award. The young man's military saluting posture towards the honored guests was incomparably proper. He stood with his body ramrod straight, even though he looked somewhat soft and immature, his body however already had the air of a soldier that closely followed his father's righteousness and pridefulness.
After getting the award, Lin Yuan smiled at the camera lens, the smile on his face gleamed and shone like dazzling sunlight.
—This is indeed their child, carrying their bloodline on.
Rosen looked at Ling Yu earnestly fixing his attention on the screen, he also cannot help but warm his tone, "Xiao Yuan looks very much like you. When I saw him for the first time, I felt that he was especially familiar."
It seems to be due to his son being on the screen that Ling Yu's constant expression of cold indifference minusculely softened too. He even rarely answered Rosen's words and said faintly: "I don't think he looks like me...... How does he like smiling so much?"
Rosen said in a whisper: "He is just as slow as you are too."
Ling Yu did not hear clearly and asked: "What did you say?"
Rosen slightly smiled and said: "His appearance doesn't look too much like you, but his eyes look especially like yours."
"Do they?" Ling Yu looked back at Rosen, just in time to be met with Rosen's gaze.
......their puzzled expressions truly look extremely alike.
Both father and son have a pair of jet-black and clear eyes. Although the big one's eyes are always cold and indifferent and the little one's eyes always carry along a smiling expression. But if you look closely, you could still make out those kinds of genetic qualities that come from the connection of their bloodlines.
Perhaps Ling Yu himself did not think so, but as far as Rosen is concerned, when he saw such a pair of eyes, the shock of this heart was simply beyond words.
Rosen earnestly gazed into Ling Yu's eyes. After a good while, he reached out and gently held the back of Ling Yu's hand. He spoke in a soft voice: "Ling Yu, our son, Xiao Yuan, he is very outstanding, isn't he?" "
Our son......
This sentence was spoken naturally beyond compare, just as if an old man and his wife were talking about their child.
But Ling Yu was simply unable to refute it.
That's right, that is indeed their child, that child is both of their own flesh and blood and their genes have been passed on to him. This wonderful son is the pride of his two fathers and he has also become a type of bloodline connection between his two fathers that is impossible to be severed.
Being lightly gripped by Rosen's fingers, looking at his son's glittering smile facing the camera lens. Ling Yu unexpectedly forgot for a moment to break away from Rosen's hand.
The two sat side by side on the sofa and watched the video recording of their son's match together. Inexplicably, Ling Yu suddenly thought......
There seems to be a strange bond that closely joins our hearts together.
The author has something to say: A new volume is starting!
eta Ursae Majoris Starfield settled the Snow family, you look forward to the Ball family's meat and being reunited, ah, it is all in this volume, ah~!
Thanks to the fans who cast an Overlord Ticket during this time, the list of names goes on and on~~ each person gets a muah~ ~
I take the landmines and give them to Black Dragon for padding in some energy, Black Dragon doesn't move, the Master is stranded on Pavo (Is it to your liking?) ~
(TN: Ha! Happy Thanksgiving! For me at least... Even if you don't celebrate it, here nonetheless is a show of my gratitude, by doing what I always do and uploading a new chapter! Ai~ So what if it's nothing out of the ordinary for a translator to do lol, there is a special ingredient I put in while translating! That! Is! Love! I couldn't edit it as in-depth as I wished, I must run off to spend time with my family instead of hermiting myself away in the basement. Ah, look at the time, I must go! Don't forget to eat lots of canned cranberry jelly loves!)