Cold Star Blade

The marshal and the adjutant met on the way to the ward.The two Alphas looked at each other with an indescribably subtle feeling.

Snow had a look of disbelief: "Is he a Beta?"

The marshal walked briskly and did not respond.

Snow followed closely, and asked again, "Is Kisialian a Beta?"

The Marshal said vaguely, "I'm not even sure if he is a Beta."

As the man who has stood at the top of the hearts of the people since the Empire's Hundred Years War, he must be an Alpha.

It's not because the government wants to create the idea that Alpha is stronger than the other two people, but a legendary man who has already stood on the altar. He must have a layer of protection that is mysterious, remote, and untouchable. As a war hero, he must be the most A strong image to establish the national awe and admiration for him.

At a time when people are tired enough of wars, the army needs such a flag to attract the young Alphas of the next generation to dedicate their blood to the battlefield.

According to reliable statistics, in the past 30 years, 80.00% of the young people who joined the army believe in Kisialian as a kind of belief. He has become a kind of spiritual totem, and even many soldiers will not sew on their uniforms. The name of the partner, not the name of the mother, not the name of the brother, but a lotus flower.

Therefore, in terms of emotion and reason, Kisialian is an Alpha, which is deeply rooted and cannot be shaken.

When they walked into the ward, Sansan was holding a magazine with the cover of Sansan, her complexion was better than they expected, her cheeks were slightly flushed, but it was not serious, there was an ice patch on her forehead, her eyes were moist, her lips were pale, this All are symptoms of high fever.

But for modern medical technology, no matter how high the fever is, it cannot kill an Alpha... Oh, no, he is a Beta!

The marshal and Snow looked at Sansan with vigilant eyes at the same time.

Sensing their intense gaze, Sansan said, "Generally, people think I'm an Alpha, and I don't like to clarify. My physical fitness is close to the Alpha level."

The marshal glanced at it, seemed relieved, and said, "Snow, you stay with him."

Snow: "..." It turned out that the Marshal called him to come with him for this purpose.He was hesitant to throw the pot away now, and said in threes and threes: "First of all, I only want to have sex with Omega women or Beta women."

"..."

"Secondly, I absolutely don't accept men having sex with me, and I don't like being taken care of by men. I am a traditional classical earthist man."

"..."

"In the end, my estrus symptoms are not very serious, and I can control them myself. Thank you. Dr. Kailin may have exaggerated on purpose to scare you."

The marshal said with a blank expression: "It's a pity, Snow, you seem to have lost love."

Snow lowered his head and supported his forehead, remained silent, and decided to take the blame to the end.You can't let the marshal become the one who is disliked.

With a happy mood, Sansan saw the two Alphas coming over in a hurry, their faces full of bewilderment, and they seemed to be in better spirits.He had a bit of bad breath in his heart before, after all, the feeling of being in heat is not good, and Beta rarely has this kind of experience.

The Marshal looked like he was going out, but he didn't. He stood silently for a moment, and said, "Snow, go out."

Snow quickly flashed out of this eerie space, not wanting to make the filling in the middle of the sandwich biscuit for half a second.

The marshal picked up a folding chair and sat down beside the bed neatly.He seemed to be very thoughtful, and he looked at the pile of pills on the small cabinet, as if confirming the type of medicine, and then said in a straight voice, naturally majestic, "I asked you to clean the toilet, but you Mixed up with the tail sweepers. Don't you want to obey military orders?"

Sansan looked squarely at the marshal.

His eyes are a bit dazzled, and he can't tell what kind of flower it is, but it looks unpredictable anyway.

No wonder whether it was Marian or Kailin, they would soon be on his side.It may be difficult for a woman to calm down when facing these eyes.

But he is not the kind of person who puts on a pose. His words are simple and unadorned: "I did not obey the punishment honestly. I was lazy. But please restore my military status first. I want to continue to join the army." He is dry, his words are well-regulated, slightly cautious, and he looks a little humble and docile.Except for those eyes.

Marshal didn't have people like Sansan around him, most of them were tough types like fierce tigers and wild leopards.Suddenly, there is such a new thing that came into view.

He showed more tolerance and said patiently: "Which unit do you want to go to?"

Sansan spread her hands and said boldly, "If possible, can I stay in your army?"

The Marshal said: "If you stay, you must obey me."

Sansan smiled and nodded: "I am a soldier, and I will work hard with the goal of marshal."

It's a bit crazy to say this, but it's not necessarily bad to have such a temperament.

The Marshal remained silent, drooping his eyelids and seemed to think about it.He doesn't talk much, his emotions are invisible, and because he is in a high position, he keeps a sense of distance from his subordinates, giving people an oppressive force like an iceberg all the time.

"I will consider how to arrange for you."

In the end, he still didn't tell Sansan clearly whether he would agree to his application.

On April 4, the fleet arrived in the capital.

The grand national mourning mourned the millions of refugees and 220 soldiers who died in the "Silver String" accident.

The prime minister's granddaughter, Elizabeth, appeared at the nationally televised funeral service in a snow-white dress and a bouquet of lilies.Her delicate and gentle face is unpolished, with a dignified and melancholic expression, and her golden curly hair is beautiful and moving, like an angel sent from heaven to the world to soothe the wounds.

Casablanca flutters in the wind, sending the thoughts and tears of relatives far away.

Then came the huge pension issue, and this heavy fund-raising task immediately fell on the head of the marshal.The National Assembly has quarreled over and over again, and various departments have shied away from each other and pretended to be deaf and dumb on the grounds that the official treasury was in short supply.

The marshal didn't lash out in person, but kept a cold face from the beginning to the end, listening to the verbal battles.This is the norm for him to attend the National Assembly.

In the evening after the meeting, the emperor stayed with the marshal and the prime minister to have supper in his office.

The emperor's daily diet was basically very simple. Bread, caviar, cheese slices, ham, and coffee or black tea were the same for thousands of years. The three meals were all this recipe.Whoever he entertains and meets with whom he entertains never considers the preferences of the other party, but it must be other people's habits that cooperate with him.The royal court-style education since he was a child has penetrated into his blood bit by bit in his life.

The person standing at the pinnacle of power in the Great Galaxy Empire, the only heir to the throne.

Pride and nobility are inherent wings.

In fact, the rebel army established an alliance and the royal family declined. He succeeded to the throne in this era and has changed many bad habits.If he can't change it, no one will remind him to change it.

After the meal, the emperor came belatedly and said: "Ellen, the prime minister has presided over the pension fundraising in the past. You have just taken over the Ministry of Finance, and if you have difficulties, you should ask the prime minister for advice."

When Prime Minister Pierre heard this, he hurriedly pushed away the dull instant coffee, smiled kindly and said, "Ellen, you must tell me if you have difficulties. Although our State | Still here, I will help you talk about the departments that you can’t talk about.”

The marshal said: "Then directly allocate funds from the treasury of the State Council."

The marshal has always spoken directly and clearly. Pierre, who has been in the political field for a long time, let the gun fish | Lei Fei come, but his smile did not change, and he said slowly: "Where is the treasury from the State | Composition. The State | State | Council is basically supported by the House of Lords, and our so-called State | State | Institute treasury is how much the hereditary nobles are willing to support."

The Imperial State | State Council, divided into the Senate and the House of Representatives.The Senate, also known as the House of Lords, is attended by representatives of the nobility.The House of Representatives is the House of Commons, and civilian representatives are elected from various planets. People with aristocratic backgrounds are not allowed to serve as civilian representatives.

The two chambers could have been on an equal footing, but the previous emperor, known as the "Iron-Blooded Emperor" Dougalin, was known as the bloodiest "Iron-Blooded Emperor" in the history of the empire. He was an absolute supporter of the aristocracy. Become the House of Lords and overwhelm the House of Representatives.

The marshal said: "I know that the Popang family is poor, and the family estate has been used to pay off the debts, so there is not much to support."

Pierre showed helplessness: "I always have to leave some dowry for my little granddaughter, but she said that she will raise funds from her company and the welfare foundation under her name to fully support the marshal."

The emperor smiled coldly and said, "Pierre, you know the Marshal doesn't like to take money from women, let alone his future wife."

Pierre sighed again: "I don't mention the family ugliness, I just blame my prodigal son for not being successful."

The emperor continued: "Ellen, the prime minister said that he can help raise funds."

Pierre's eyes flashed, and he tapped the armrest lightly with his fingers, and hurriedly said: "The prime minister's family is the largest noble in the country, and they have good relations with many nobles. If he is willing to say a word, it will certainly be more effective than our family's nonsense. Besides, his son’s business is much bigger than my granddaughter’s.” Pierre twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, showing a half-smile expression, and then said: “I’m afraid he’s just talking in the vernacular and has no real things. Pension The golden distribution should not be delayed for too long."

The emperor smiled at the marshal: "Why don't you invite the prime minister to dinner in private to test his sincerity. After all, it will be much easier for you if he speaks."

Pierre went on to say: "The prime minister is slippery and treacherous. I'm afraid he will perfunctory the marshal. I think, let the prime minister and the marshal come to my house for dinner. The marshal hasn't seen Lisa for a long time."

The marshal said: "I'm not free tomorrow, the day after tomorrow."

The emperor smiled and said, "What do you have tomorrow, which is more important than raising funds for the pension?"

The Marshal picked up the teacup, Droopy took a sip slowly.The emperor knew that when he didn't want to answer directly, he would use such gestures to cover up.

He took a sip of tea for a long time before putting down his teacup, still lowering his eyelids, and said coldly: "We need to make arrangements for the wounded soldiers rescued this time."

Pierre said: "The marshal is really very hands-on with the affairs of the army. I seem to have a suggestion for the marshal. You can't take care of every one of the hundreds of millions of soldiers in the empire. Let your subordinates do it when the time is right. , They also need opportunities. Lisa will rarely go home tomorrow, so we just have a meal together."

In the past, the marshal had been promoted by him, and he had always acted like a teacher in front of the marshal.

Just as the marshal was about to speak, the emperor said first, "Ellen, you go to the prime minister's house tomorrow, and deal with the prime minister with the prime minister. This matter of the pension must be understood quickly. All major media are watching, so there should be no delay."

The marshal's cold face became even more gloomy, and he said, "Then let's have dinner."

The emperor asked his servants to come in to pack up his things, and the marshal and prime minister were about to leave.The emperor said: "Marshal."

Pierre turned his head, smiled faintly, and took a step first.The marshal stayed, and after the emperor signaled, he returned to the seat just now, picked up the teacup, and took another sip.

The emperor's expression was a little different from just now, and he said, "What was the result of your investigation of Kisialian's matter earlier?"

The marshal frowned and said, "There is no result."

The emperor smiled faintly and said: "I know, you won't tell me until you are [-]% sure. I heard that among the people you rescued this time, there is a person who is very similar to Kisialian, and has lost his memory. You Leave him on your ship."

The marshal put down his teacup and said, "You know everything about me, so why ask me."

The emperor's smile deepened slightly, and said: "You said in the report that there must be something wrong with this accident. Could it be that it was specifically aimed at him?"

The marshal frowned and said, "I originally thought that the photo was a trap to lure me over, but suddenly such a person appeared..."

"His value is insignificant because he is still on the altar." The emperor's expression suddenly showed a layer of ruthless and decisive prey in the political sea, and he said: "Whether he is or not, you have to be careful. What I want to tell you is to keep him by your side as much as possible, and don't let other people have a chance."

The marshal drank tea and thought for a while, then said, "Which one do you think is more suitable, the engineering regiment in our army or the Royal Military Academy?"

The emperor laughed deeply: "It seems that you don't want to wrong him."