black queen hypothesis

If he was not very clear about the internal problems of the empire when Vilas and Sivio made the third chapter, he basically understood it now.To be precise, he had long been aware of the existence of the inner ghost; if Pitatus Pirates hadn't shown his intention to kill him, he might have thought of the same person behind the pirate.

A bomb that imitates his pheromones, a reporter whose pheromones have become very much like him after surgery...

If it is possible for pirates to study the former, they will definitely not be able to study the latter.And with the Giants' accomplishments in life sciences, the latter is completely within their capabilities.

The emperor's throne, Yupdo, Giants, pirates, Federation...they all form an inextricable relationship like a spider's web, which becomes more and more complicated.

At present, Vilas can basically determine who is standing on Yupuduo's side-because those people try their best to avoid him, as long as they are arranged in order of the number of times they meet, it is obvious.In addition, he can also confirm that the cooperation relationship between the Giants and the interstellar pirates is not close enough.After all, according to Silvio's words, Smitz is obviously not a good partner at first glance.

Among the three forces, Vilas felt that he should be able to deal with Uputo's cards, while the cards of the Giants and the interstellar pirates have not yet been drawn.

Also, the Giants clearly followed some hidden pattern of movement; with enough patience, he would catch them sooner or later.Pirates are the most erratic and unpredictable; because Smitz doesn't seem to have a fixed goal, or Smitz's goal is to make trouble as he pleases.

Vilas now fully understands why the Pitatus pirates have become a serious problem for the Federation.He was thinking about the solution, but Silvio's slightly helpless voice suddenly appeared in his mind——

Are you sure you want to fall asleep thinking of pirates the night before your coronation?

Vilas curled his lips, because he knew that the other party could feel the muscles at the corners of his lips.Compared to this, you've just been eavesdropping on my thoughts?

I thought you knew we'd soon be sharing whatever you and I had, thinking being one of them - Silvio pointed that out right away.

Of course Vilas knew what was going on with the binding of Sentinels and Guides.So, you're not going to come up with ideas?You can't leave it alone, can you?

Of course I'd love to get this matter out of the way, Silvio replied, but there's nothing more important than you right now.

Vilas smiled involuntarily, and then he realized it.I always thought Beckinsale was the most eloquent Sentinel I'd ever met; I just realized that honor should go to you.

No, you should give it back to her—Sivio resolutely refused—because I only do this in front of you.

Look, again!Vilas yelled warningly, but he smiled more broadly.

Silvio was infected by this pleasure, but there was still something to be said—by the way, I had a problem with her confession.

Hey—Villas drawled his voice in objection—there's no such thing as a confession; she's my foreign secretary, and already has a bound guide!

Silvio's reply was quicker.If not, I think you would have seen me ask her to a duel long ago.

Vilas could hardly laugh or cry.Are you claiming your sovereignty?Or possessive?

I have you as a wonderful guide; isn't it natural to want everyone to know?Silvio asked back, confidently.

Vilas has never been able to resist this kind of straightforwardness. When he was defeated in embarrassment, he also had the side effect of rapid heartbeat.Well, you've won again—he said with a sigh, and a hint of slyness that he didn't intend to hide—so tell me, what should I think the night before the coronation?

I don't mind if you miss me - Silvio replied, righteously.

Vilas was amused again, and asked along the line cooperatively—what do you miss?

Silvio really wanted to tell me everything about me, but he still followed his own pace and made a fool of himself first.From now on, no matter what I say, you have to do it, huh?

Vilas, a little curious, agreed.

Cover the quilt and close your eyes.

Vilas looked at the almost twisted quilt by the dim light of the night light, thinking that Silvio must have noticed that he was turning around on the bed just now when he was thinking about something.He grabbed the corner of the quilt, stretched out his hand and shook it, then wrapped himself tightly in it, and closed his eyes——that's it.

Imagine the edge of your bed sinks and someone sits down.

You?Vilas immediately asked.

Silvio affirmed this sentence.Of course it was me, me in my pajamas.

Vilas snickered.Shall I undress you next?I have to say that the difficulty of pajamas is too low.

But I only found that the dark night seems to make you more accepting?Silvio raised an eyebrow at this.

No no no, do as you say - Vilas raises the white flag spinelessly.But then again, what's the point of having a backbone when you're having sex with your own sentinel?

Silvio was satisfied.You recognized me from the smell, so you rolled over and approached.

Well, I'll do something like that - Vilas admits - and I'll hold your waist, if you don't mind.

I really don't mind, Silvio replied immediately, and I don't mind if you want to take a deep breath.

When this word reached Vilas's head, he was indeed taking a deep breath unconsciously.I can really smell you, he murmured, dark and clear pine scent, the kind above the snow line of the Santa Sandida.

San Sandida is the highest peak in Sils Maria, and the top is covered with snow all the year round.

Silvio made a note of this and swore to himself that he must go and smell it himself in the future.Then I stroked your cheek and brushed aside the hair covering your eyes.

I knew you'd always had a problem with my hair, Vilas couldn't help complaining, you used to stare at them like you wanted to straighten them yourself!

I do have a problem with them, Silvio admits.But I'm probably staring at them not because they're messy, but because I want to bury my nose completely in them in order to fully absorb your enchanting scent.

Vilas was so stimulated that he shrank all over, and at the same time, he whispered in amazement.Wow... so are you going to do it now?

Silvio replied affirmatively—I was doing this; for I lay down, took you in my arms, and could not help smelling the fragrance of your hair.

In normal times, Vilas might raise a little objection to this—the pheromone smell of both of them is not only woody, but also pine wood, maybe there is not much difference in smell.But now, he has only one reaction——

I'll hold you tight too... Wait, does this position mean that you're still kissing my forehead?

Yes, Silvio confirmed again.You sink into the soft bedding, and I'll keep kissing you; until you relax and drift off to sleep...

In this gentle whisper, Vilas quickly fell asleep, and Silvio knew it was a dream.After confirming that Vilas was completely asleep, he got up with his clothes on, stood in front of the window, and quietly stared at the white hexagonal tower standing in the moonlight.

Their first close contact was in this palace.Because the casualties reported by the special operations team were too heavy, he decided to go into battle in person before arriving at the palace.

This was, of course, met with opposition from all.But he only said: "No matter how strong a guide is, he is still a human being."

Subtext, as long as it is human, he can deal with it.And although the special operations team was forced to adopt the tactics of wheeling and crowding, this tragic style of play can indeed consume the opponent's strength the most.

He quickly entered the palace, sneaking silently.The moonlight was frosty and cold, the high walls were like snow, and the bloodstains that had begun to solidify and turn black became more glaring.On the road, corpses in the uniform of the Federal Special Forces can be seen everywhere, which makes him have to pay attention to control his adrenaline level; when he encounters a few scattered imperial sentries, he carefully bypasses them, because his target is the one behind them people.

Then he spotted the Reichsmarshal in military uniform behind a section of ruins.To be honest, if it wasn't for that iconic appearance, he wouldn't have been able to match up the beautiful and slender young man in front of him with the terrifying guide in the battle report who was at an absolute disadvantage and could play one against three.

Surprise is surprise, his shot is still fast, accurate and ruthless——

After entering the field of vision of the wizard, the mental blocker is equivalent to invalid.And he launched a sprint within this distance, aiming at the opponent's seemingly fragile white neck.

Surprisingly, as soon as he jumped out of hiding, he realized that he had been exposed long ago—the young man didn't even look at him when he jumped up and ran away, but his direction was very accurate.

The guide's five senses were a bit shocking, he made a judgment immediately, and at the same time changed his pursuit strategy according to the opponent's route, touched the pulse gun while stepping over the low wall, and the sensory barrier was completely opened——

Then he smelled a pine aroma.It's not surprising, Sentinels and guides all have their own pheromone smell; but as soon as Muxiang got into his nose, he found that, unlike the indifference to other people, he loved the smell so much.

Undoubtedly, this means that the pheromones of the two are extremely compatible, an unprecedented thing.He was so frightened that he couldn't help but slow down by half a beat.And in this half a beat, the opponent dodged the shot he was bound to hit, and then his eyes widened instantly, obviously smelling his pheromone smell: "Why are you... um!"

Like an arrow from the string aimed at a target that was too far away, the other party fell down before finishing speaking.He kept a vigilant posture and approached, condescendingly looking at the barely half-kneeling person——

The young Imperial Marshal was clutching his heart and gasping for breath, his head and face soaked in cold sweat, his face was completely drained of blood, and he was also accompanied by indistinct muscle spasms.In addition, before he got close, Oswal had already started circling around the guide who was supposed to be the enemy; he didn't dare to get too close, but he was really anxious.

I have to say, this situation is really weird.He had to admit that he hadn't quite figured out what was going on.

And he soon knew it.At that time, Vilas had already discovered his secret, and at the same time judged that a dark sentinel was far beyond the range that he could deal with at the end of his strength, so he simply gave up resistance.

The next thing is the three chapters of imprisonment, exile, and covenant.It wasn't a good memory, and Vilas never pissed him off about it, or even brought it up; but that didn't mean he could pretend it didn't happen.

Silvio closed his eyes forcefully, then opened them again, and the light inside flashed away.From now on, no matter who dares to hurt his guide, he will not let it go!

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##Your Excellency President’s Sentinel Instinct—to protect the guide—exploded~

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