black queen hypothesis

Before the enthronement ceremony, the empire reserved two and a half days for reception.The first day and a half were spent on the Federation, and a grand banquet was arranged for the rest of the day.

The first floor of the palace includes more than a dozen lakes, green spaces and greenhouses, where you can see blooming flowers, pyramid-shaped wine and exquisite food on long cypress tables.People who are invited can freely walk through it, have a meal, chat with their old friends, or take the opportunity to expand their social circle——

From the Federation to the Empire to the Neutral Planet and other duchies, the big names from all over the interstellar gathered together.If you don't communicate here and now, when and where should you wait?

As the host, after a short speech, Vilas handed over the rest to Sieg.It's not that he is lazy, but that he will obviously become the target of everyone's siege.

"It's been a good time to celebrate these days, Your Highness."

"Isn't it? Starting tomorrow, it's time to change your name to Your Majesty!"

"I sincerely believe that you can lead the empire to a bright and smooth path, my dear Highness."

Compliments and praises, and so on.The peace talks between the Empire and the Federation were progressing smoothly, which made the guests agree that the enthronement ceremony of Vilas this time will be very smooth and will become a highlight in the annals of history.

Ritad, the Imperial Prosecutor, has always thought so.He is a veteran of the three dynasties of the empire, and he is loyal to the royal family of Fin-del, and he has made great efforts during the period when Vilas returned to the empire.Because of this, no one had any objection to letting him be the crowning person of the grand ceremony.

Now, he was standing by Vilas' side, relieved to see Vilas once again handling a principality king gracefully. "Your Highness," he said after the men had left, "you have done better than I expected."

"I have to agree with you." Beckinsale on the other side agreed, and at the same time took a sip of the special cocktail, the kind with ultra-low alcohol concentration.She wore a golden mermaid dress that stretched the floor today. She was so enchanting that she couldn't help but attract the attention of others, let alone stand with Vilas.

"I'm glad to hear you say that." Vilas thanked for this. "But can I find a quiet place to rest before drinking water or something? There are too many people."

Beckinsale looked at him, then at Ritad who looked concerned, and keenly guessed that Vilas was actually afraid that the other person would be tired. "I can handle it here, you and your magistrate go together." She smiled brightly, "Maybe I will tell them that you have gone to the Prime Minister and the Minister of Defense."

Prime Minister Fitz and Defense Minister Debicki were entertaining guests at the other end of the garden, and they were equally busy.Vilas silently apologized to both of them, and left with Ritard.

As the object of care, Ritard knew what was going on when Beckinsale gave him a look.When the two turned to the arcade where there were only guards, he tactfully refused Vilas' company: "Your Highness, everyone is waiting for you, and my ability is still enough for me to find a room for me to rest."

Like the Federal Attorney General, Ritard was a guide.Reading the resoluteness of the other party, Vilas pursed his lips, and casually summoned the guards next to him, telling them to follow his judge closely. "That way I can go back with peace of mind." He smiled.

Because of his age, Ritard's objection did not catch up with Vilas' orders. "You're a guide yourself!" He was annoyed and amused, but accepted the offer anyway.

After the slightly staggering figure disappeared from sight, Vilas turned around.He originally wanted to go back to the banquet as Ritad said, but before that, he realized that Silvio was alone in the greenhouse, so he turned his feet and changed the direction directly.

Silvio didn't try to be lazy on purpose.However, the banquet was prepared for Vilas' ascension to the throne, and he didn't want to be surrounded by a group of people asking how the peace talks between the Federation and the Empire were progressing...that would be a distraction.

If this is one of the reasons, there is indeed a second reason.All the members of the federal mission, including Bacall, felt that he had a "satisfied to the point of frightening" expression on his face today, and they automatically kept a safe distance from him.

Well, the second was indeed true, and he didn't bother to hide it - not at all.

Combining the two reasons, Sylvio simply picked a place where no one was around.The White Rose Conservatory is far away from the most crowded atrium. It is comfortable and quiet, and it is the best choice for hiding people.

"You really know how to pick a place." Vilas said as soon as he entered the door.However, contrary to his disgusted tone, he had a brighter smile on his face.

Silvio knew that Vilas was coming without raising his head—in fact, after their spiritual union, he paid attention to his guide in the mental picture all the time, the kind that was so confident that he was blatant. "I thought you'd like it?"

This is a question I know.The white rose occupies an undeniable place in the coat of arms of the Finn-Dell family, and everyone in the royal family likes it.

Vilas raised his eyebrows slightly, "Do you want me to say I like it more than you?"

"That's still not necessary." Silvio immediately gave up his previous position, as fast as it had never been before. "I still prefer to hear that you like me more."

This unabashed straightforwardness made Vilas laugh out loud.He took the initiative to walk the not too long distance between the two, and pulled them into the first kiss of the day.Silvio was very willing to respond, and the hands clasped behind Vilas' head and around his waist all showed this point.

Because the time and place were inappropriate, the kiss didn't last too long.When the two parted, Vilas kissed Sivio's resolute side of the face again, touched the flower scissors on the side, and began to concentrate on handling the crazy branches.

"I thought you were busy?" Silvio watched Vilas's skillful movements with a little surprise, "Now..." Are you in the mood to play with flowers and plants?

"Actually, it's nothing." Vilas replied, still focusing on the lush roses, "because the person I want to see the most cannot come."

Silvio raised his eyebrows uncontrollably.He didn't think there was anyone else worthy of his guide saying "I most want to see" but himself.Therefore, there is no doubt that this sentence should express a negative meaning at this time——

"The person who attacked the first emperor before is also the person who intends to seize the throne now?"

The crystal greenhouse has a good sound insulation effect, coupled with the top abilities of the two, no one is worried that their conversation may be overheard by others. "That's right," Vilas admitted casually, "and there should be two."

Now Silvio completely forgot the tenderness and charm just now. "Two dials?"

"To be precise, they are a cooperative relationship." Vilas said, his tone was flat, and his eyes followed the flower scissors in his hand. "One of them wants the throne, while the other wants to become king on its own."

This is very simple, but enough to make people guess. "The former is not well-known and needs to be recommended by more people; the latter can recommend the former, but he wants to stand on his own?" Silvio quickly came to what he thought was the most likely conclusion. "So they exchanged terms?"

"It's almost like this." Vilas nodded. "In order not to startle the enemy, it is best to remove the two at the same time. However, the evidence I have so far is not enough, and the timing is not suitable."

Silvio's eyes darkened for a moment, because he remembered another related matter. "Do you remember the reporter I told you about last time?"

"The pheromone is very similar to mine? Of course I remember, he will interview me in two days." Vilas said this casually.

"That's right," Silvio affirmed. "Just this morning, we got news that the reporter's pheromone was probably tampered with by the Gigantes."

The Gigants are the collective name for the inhabitants of the Gigante galaxy, and their technology is quite advanced; accordingly, the Governor of Gigante, Noma, believes that they should have higher autonomy than those under the Empire.

"Gigante? What an unsurprising coincidence." Vilas just cut off a blooming white rose, and turned around upon hearing this. "But compared to this," he tilted his head slightly, "I want to know how you found it."

"I asked them to change the angle. If you can't find a breakthrough from the federation, don't you have to start from you?" Silvio shrugged back, seemingly helpless.

Another plain but beautiful love story... Just when Vilas was about to give the flowers in his hand as a thank you gift, he suddenly captured a spiritual image approaching them in the mental image. "Someone is coming...um, an A-level guide?"

The sentinel guide who has been mentally integrated can share the other party's mental image without hindrance, so in the next moment Vilas got the conclusive answer returned by his own sentinel's five senses positioning observation——

"Ige Blanco, that reporter?" Vilas chuckled, squinting at Silvio with a half-smile. "You said he came to you or to me?"

It was obvious that he was looking for him...but Silvio didn't dare to say that. "He may have lost his way," he choreographed.

Talking nonsense with his eyes open, Vilas was immediately amused. "You're good!" He pursed his lips, but the smile still overflowed uncontrollably.

Silvio didn't want to see any reporters now, because Vilas' emotions easily infected him. "Of course I can," he deliberately hinted in an extremely ambiguous tone, "and you will know soon."

Vilas opened his eyes wide, he was intimidated by the serious and hooligan president.And Sylvio was in a good mood, especially when his guide's unbelievable attitude was set off by the fresh and tender white rose, which was only cute.

This is what Yige, who was peeping, saw.Although the distance was not too close, he was still shocked by what Silvio saw in his eyes.That look is not like the look of the federal president looking at the soon-to-be emperor of the empire; what must be said is almost completely in line with the situation of a sentinel looking at his beloved guide!

... Although those two people are indeed a sentinel and a guide, but at this time, don't their respective political identities override everything else?

Yige's mouth opened wide unconsciously.Could it be... no way? !

The author has something to say:

## Please describe your opinion of the future Emperor His Majesty as short as possible——

Heathcote: Humanoid weapons!

Union: Humanoid weapons!

Bacall: Humanoid weapons!

SILVIO (sincerely): Lovely.

Senior federal officials: ……………