Cold Star Blade

"I don't want to do this either..." After a while, Xida sobbed and said angrily: "My father said, if I want to live, I will kill my elder brother and second brother, otherwise, he will send me to the killing field. I don't think I will live long in the Holder family. My godfather forced me to shoot my elder brother with a gun, and my elder brother laughed at me, saying that I have never killed a rabbit in my life, how dare I shoot at my own elder brother Gun... I really can't do it, no matter how much the godfather forces me, I still can't do it..."

He raised his arm and wiped away his tears, then continued to sob and say: "The godfather killed Olivetta! She is innocent! She just secretly stuffed a letter of confession in my changing closet, and I brought it back Got home... I hate that I was born in such a family, that kind of environment made me almost suffocate, and then I escaped.

"I hid on a cargo ship and left the capital galaxy. At first, I was glad that its destination was a distant galaxy. The farther I can escape, the safer I can be. I can no longer be caught by my father and godfather. But the cargo ship landed here Afterwards, I was immediately caught by the universe port patrol, and they thought they would send me back, but instead they handed me over to the Shenhui."

When talking about "Shenhui", Xida's voice visibly trembled.

Kisialian said: "I'm afraid the life here is not better than your situation in the Holder family?"

"No!" Xida trembled her lips, slightly submerged her body in the warm water, as if this could dispel the invisible coldness.He closed his eyes, the water surface was almost below his nose, his thick eyelashes drooping like crow wings, trembling slightly, "I'd rather stay here than go back to the Holder family."

It's no wonder that he is in such a situation here, that kind of weak and silently enduring expression, paired with his beautiful face, all have a taste of inviting people to abuse, natural selection, Xida is completely different from his family's famous saying Run in the opposite direction.

Even if you want to sympathize with him, you can't sympathize.

Kisialian sighed, "How long have you been here?"

Cedar said, "Twenty years."

"Ellen, who is the same age as you, is already an admiral of the empire." Kisialian smiled absurdly.

It is rare for him to satirize someone so coldly. Although he is smiling, the smile seems to be cold: "When you escaped from the family, Ellen went to the battlefield. I have heard him mention you, he seems I am very worried about you, and even sent someone to inquire about your news."

Tears flashed in Xida's eyes, and he stared cautiously at the front of him. He looked very gentle, but he was like a god, a man who made people feel a sense of awe from the bottom of his heart.

"Maybe he still has you in his heart." Kisialian said, "But I think it's better not to let him see you again. Yes, he is worried about his friend Lorenzo, not you."

Xida trembled even more, lowered her head sadly, and choked up fiercely: "If you can, please say 'thank you' to him for me. Knowing that there are still people in this world who care about me, I am very satisfied. "

Kisialian got up and walked out of the bathtub. Cida was caught off guard and hurriedly crawled out, ran at wrong steps to get a bath towel, and handed it to him. Drenched in water, she stood naked and stood aside, bowing her head. body, with hair sticking to his face, he was really in a state of embarrassment.

Kisia Lian suddenly said in a deep voice: "No one in this world should care about you, only you should care about yourself the most."

Unexpectedly, the dining room is connected to the bathing master bedroom. It is still a retro European palace style. The long dining table is filled with luxurious candlesticks, and the crystal lamps are dazzling. The long picture of the Venus Galaxy is not among them, it already belongs to extragalactic galaxies.

This painting is very famous - Mosang, the master who drew it, has been questioned because the positions of the stars in this painting do not match the actual starry sky map, and Mosang did not draw all the "sixteen stars" when the empire was founded Going up, but only painted "Fifteen Stars".Therefore, this painting is called "The Emperor's Lost Star".

Emperor Michael the Great fought against the five alliance fleets, regained sixteen political center stars, and finally completely disintegrated the fleet ruling system, thus establishing the Galactic Empire. This is a story that a three-year-old child can recite.

Why Mo Sang painted only fifteen of them, is it a omission, or this painting is actually an unfinished work, which is still an eternal mystery.

Kisialian sat at one end of the dining table. Apart from military uniforms, he usually wears dark coats, but what they prepared for him was a pure white dress.

The master at the other end did not show up for a long time. After waiting for a long time, a door opened, and the white priest came out and sat on the chairman.

Waiters in tuxedos began serving dishes one by one.

At this time, Xida returned to serve beside the white priest.

"White really suits you very well." Priest Bai said, "I've heard that the admiral is famous far and wide. It's an honor to have dinner with you today."

"My lord bishop, you are not honored, it should be said that you are favored." Kisia Lian said: "It is my honor that you spent such a long time inviting me to dinner."

Priest Bai didn't make any detours, and said bluntly, "I just want you to get acquainted with this place as soon as possible, Admiral. After all, the wedding day will be on the first of next month."

"Master Bishop, you may not understand well. I have a marriage contract with the Prime Minister's granddaughter, Miss Elizabeth. Although it has not been announced, I am sorry that I cannot regret the marriage."

"In the face of divine marriage, all common marriages are the sin of betraying the gods. Admiral, please think carefully."

Shenhui is so powerful and acts so arrogantly, the longer I stay in Demon Star, the more I understand it.Last night, he deliberately arranged the public fire, probably because God would want him to understand that here, rebelling against God would be delusional.

Kisialian then stopped, and it would be foolish to continue to fight against the bishop, and his four subordinates are still in the hands of the God Council.

God will have a deep foundation here, but their army is impolite to the people here, and outsiders who want to change here.

He turned around and said, "Then I can only ask the bishop to help me a lot during my tenure."

Priest Bai said: "You are the 'Covenanter', and you will become the wife of God White, and together with me, the agent of God White, preside over the congregation and guide the saints in this galaxy to the light. God White will reveal your difficulties to you, Help you solve it, as long as you are willing to believe in Him."

"Can an Alpha like me become White God's wife? I thought it would be more appropriate to find a gentle and obedient Omega."

Kisia Lian deliberately mocked the meaning, the God Council obviously wanted to use this as an excuse to control the new order of affairs officer and army, so as to continue to rule the galaxy.

Unexpectedly, Priest Bai laughed meaningfully a few times and said, "Admiral, your secret cannot be fooled by God White."

Kisia Lian's face changed.

"Besides, isn't even an Alpha just as docile and well-behaved?"

Before the words were finished, the white priest suddenly grabbed Xida's hand and pressed it on the table. Xida screamed in horror, watching the silver cold table knife fall vertically, piercing his palm , set on the table.

He was shaking in pain, his legs were weak and he knelt by the table and groaned violently.

The distance was far away, and the white priest also covered half of his face, and his lowered hood blocked his eyes. Kisialian couldn't see his face clearly, but his voice reverberated majestically in the large room through the loudspeaker device. middle.

He said without emotion: "Get up, pour the wine."

Seeming to be more obedient than a marionette, Xida quickly got up tremblingly, and just picked up the wine bottle, the white priest said again: "Use your left hand."

Xida was stunned, gritted his teeth and pulled out the table knife, then lifted a bottle full of red wine with his bloody left hand, bit open the cork, with his right hand behind his back, still pouring wine for the white priest as if politely.

His face was covered with cold sweat, and the wound on the palm of his left hand was bleeding continuously, dripping down the bottle onto the table. He held the bottle tightly, grinning his teeth in pain, but he never dared to let the bottle slip his hands.

Then, the white priest ordered: "Lick up the blood that you stained on the table."

Hilda leaned down and licked away the blood with her tongue.

Priest Bai said: "Has the admiral never seen such an Alpha?"

Kisia Lian's face was covered with shadows.

"Any living creature, as long as it is properly trained, can become docile and obedient, and you don't need to stick to what it is." The white priest's long tone echoed in Kisialian's ears.

Walking out of the dining room, Kisialian was about to go out of the church, but was stopped by the cleric: "Please stay here tonight, and we will arrange a vehicle to take you back to the mansion tomorrow morning."

Kisialian thought, this is probably a further demonstration to him that they can completely control his freedom of movement.

Xida came to his bedroom and brought him pajamas and supper.

Kisia Lian sneered half-sneered: "Am I not even allowed to work?"

Xida replied: "My lord bishop hopes that you will have a good rest."

Kisialian sighed deeply, glanced at Xida's hand, turned around to get the medicine box that the clergyman had just brought to him, searched for a long time, and found barely usable medicinal wine, gauze, tweezers, diapers, etc. firearm.

He sat down at the table, pulled out another chair, and said, "Come and sit down, and give me your hand."

It seems that it has become Xida's body instinct to obey orders. After he sat on the chair, he hesitated and said: "...Wrap it up, they will help me untie it if they see it..."

Kisialian frowned: "The wound has been infected and festered, at least the pustules and necrotic carrion should be removed, otherwise your hand will be useless in a few days."

Xida said numbly: "When I'm nearly useless, they'll fix me up again. I've been here for 20 years, and I have to fix it once a year on average."

Hearing this, Kisialian faintly felt that something was wrong. This kind of repeated torture was not something ordinary people could bear, and Xida made him feel a little strange.

"Why can you endure this, but you don't want to go back to the family?" He asked again in a more stern tone.

Xida's eyes were straightened, and a miserable smile appeared on his tired face: "If I go back, I will kill my eldest brother and second brother, or be sent to the killing field. Isn't that more like hell than here?"

Kisialian said: "Then are you going to go on like this forever, or are you just waiting to die?"

There was light in Xida's eyes, but it quickly went out, and he still said with a numb expression: "They won't let me live for long, wait until the first of next month, you and the bishop will get married, they will If you can’t touch me, this time it should kill me completely.”

Kisialian was stunned, restraining the unknown fire that sprang up in her chest.

"I..." Xida buried her head deeply, as if it had been broken, and said numbly: "I had a glimmer of hope that you could save me from this hell, but you are right, Ellen is not would like to see me like this, and besides, I have no safe place to go from here."

"This is the best outcome for me."

He looked at his left hand, as if hoping that he would rot and die quietly like the wound, he got up and bowed to Kisialian, and quietly left the room like a walking corpse that had lost its soul.

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