I heard that the Imperial Marshal wants to raise me

Green looked around him, "You came alone?"

"No", Qiao Yan didn't want to talk to him very much, so he responded with a few words, and when he walked past him, someone grabbed his arm, Qiao Yan frowned, "What does Doctor Green mean?"

Green pursed his lower lip, he was about to say something, he had too much to say, but when he saw this person, he didn't know where to start, so he smiled wryly, "You came with the marshal? It's rare that you're not at work, I'm a little surprised That's all. I'm sorry." He let go of his hand, said goodbye to Qiao Yan, and walked into the depths of the corridor.

Qiao Yan stared at his back, the corners of his lips straightened into a line, until Green disappeared around the corner, Qiao Yan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, his moist eyes seemed to be covered with a shadow, dull and dull.

The night gradually deepened.

Seling carried his new book on his back and packed his things, bouncing and following Lothian, and followed him into the top floor of the hotel.

From the floor-to-ceiling windows of the rooms in the hotel, you can see feasting, feasting, horses and dragons, starlight all over the head, and the bright Milky Way stretching across the deep blue sky.

In the fully open room, the bedroom and the living room are connected to a large area, and the pure transparent floor-to-ceiling windows around it sprinkle countless stars on the log round bed, and the pure white long-haired carpet extends outwards along the bedside.

Sai Ling opened his eyes wide and was shocked by the hotel room.

The marshal's home on Xingfu Island is not as luxurious and beautiful, the pure white plush carpet, how many times does it need to be cleaned every day, and, with such a large window, isn't it afraid that an aircraft will pass by and be seen? !

Sailing carried a small schoolbag and looked around the room, lying on the window and admiring the starry sky fascinatedly.

The waiter pushed the trolley and placed four or five plates of snacks on the dining table. Sailing turned his head. The marshal was leaning on the sofa elegantly and lazily, talking with the man in the suit who followed the waiter. The man in the suit stood respectfully at Lottie. Before settling down.

Sai Ling held back his curiosity and did not go over.

Lothian looked through all the in-and-out bills of the hotel, looked up after checking that there was no problem with the data, "Very good."

Sai Ling was puzzled, very good?

The man in the suit smiled and said, "The turnover has been increasing steadily, so don't worry. Sir, this is a new dessert in the hotel. Please try it. There are other new dishes that will be delivered to the room tomorrow."

Lothian handed over the closing of the database to the man in the suit, "Yes, please."

"You're welcome, I'll take my leave first." After finishing speaking, the man in the suit smiled at Sai Ling who was stunned at the other end, bowed slightly as a greeting, and left the room.

Sailing lowered his head and played with the shoulder strap of his schoolbag. Lothian waved to him, and Sailing jumped in front of him with his schoolbag on his back, "My lord, are we staying here today?"

Lothian's eyes turned slightly on Sai Ling's shoulder, and Sai Ling shyly touched the schoolbag, "I, I have never carried it before."

He never thought that one day he would be able to carry a schoolbag to school like everyone else. When he was a child, he often sat on the side of the road and wondered what would be in the schoolbag, and what would school children put in the schoolbag?

Toy mechs, cars, textbooks, are there any snacks? He has seen some people take off their uniforms and throw them into schoolbags after school.

Sai Ling kept thinking, why did he take it off? The school uniforms are very nice, warm and clean, unlike him who is always dirty.

Later, when he grew up, he picked up a very old backpack at the garbage recycling station, took it home and washed it several times, and was happy for a long time when he found that it was still usable, as if he had a schoolbag, and he was also a student.

Lothian took off his coat, only wore a black shirt, opened the tight neckline, and said softly, "Eat."

Sering poured milk tea for Lothian and said, "My lord, it will be very expensive to live in this kind of place."

It's expensive at first glance, and adults don't seem like people who like luxury very much.

Lothian glanced at him, took Seling's arm and dragged it to the sofa, leaned lazily over, closed his eyes, rested his fluffy head on Seling's lap, and found a movable pillow. satisfy.

"If you don't want to go back, you can live here and wait for me here after school."

Seling, "Huh?"

What do you mean?

Lothian opened his eyes, and opened his mouth to bite the primrose-flavored icy crisp that Seling held in his hand, "Mine, you don't need to pay."

Sailing's eyes turned into two o's.

That's it →(⊙o⊙).

you you yours?He stuffed his fingers into his mouth and licked the remaining pastry residue twice, and said in surprise, "The hotel belongs to adults?!"

"Hmm." Lothian felt that the new taste was not bad, so he squeezed another piece.

Sailing couldn't describe his feelings anymore, oh my god, my lord actually opened a hotel, Marshal Hammer actually has his own hotel, my lord doesn't look like he knows how to manage money at all!

Seeing Seling's appearance, Lothian somehow felt an inexplicable sense of pride in his heart. He closed his eyes, enjoying the silent admiration and admiration of his little spouse.

Five days later, on Monday, Lothian sent him to the St. Erxi Military Defense Academy in Weil Military Port. Since Lothian and Qiao Yan were inconvenient to show up, the three separated at the school gate, and an old man Introduced Sailing to the academy with honor, loyalty, and country as its mission, strict and high-intensity execution.

Inside the Imperial Palace, the solemn gray palace wall stands surrounded by the green water of the planet Saint Lance, and the soft grass on the shore of the lake is slightly yellowed.

Hearing the voice, the emperor turned around, "Lothian, you are finally here."

Lothian saluted him.

"This sick leave is a bit long." The emperor looked at him with a half-smile.

Lothian hummed lightly, but did not respond to the emperor's teasing.

Seeing that he was serious, the emperor put away his smile, "It was delivered this morning."

A piece of audio was projected, the faint blue light was somewhat distorted because it traversed the universe, the sound was fuzzy and noisy, and the sharp piercing sound made the eardrums hurt.

Lothian frowned.

The emperor pressed his hands on the dark red elegant long table, "Is this voice more familiar to the Marshal than me?"

Lothian raised his eyes, implying killing intent.

The ear-piercing rustling sound was made by snakes crawling and exhaling. The scarlet belly line was like a pool of blood, and the big mouth was cracked under the deep eyeballs and biting!

This is the sound of the larvae of the Batman crawling. Lothian knew it all too well. He had killed countless such creatures before, and it haunted him repeatedly in the middle of the night.

"Where did your majesty get this?"

The emperor stared at him, "Shui Lanxing."

Lothian looked back at him.

"This is what Shui Lanxing sent back. What do you think? It's very similar, but just relying on a piece of audio can't prove anything." The emperor said.

Lothian crossed his hands and his joints were distinct, "Who sent this thing back for His Majesty?"

"I have my own way."

Lothian nodded and stopped asking about this matter. He pondered for a moment, then shifted his gaze to Emperor Shenglansi's face, "Your Majesty, can I hand over the audio to my minister?"

"What do you want, Lothian."

Lothian got up and turned his back to the huge oval window. The sunlight fell behind him, hiding his face in the shadow of the light and shadow, and only a vague basic outline could be seen.

"Open to the United Nations." Lothian paused, "The future of the Crane Seat is not only controlled by Sheng Lansi. Since it belongs to the enemy of the whole star, why not leave it to all the people?"

The emperor stepped closer to him and said in a low voice, "If it's just a fake, how could the Skybatman who had been wiped out by you reappear again? How did Sheng Lansi know about this when he announced it to the public? Are you afraid that everyone will target Sheng Lansi, after all, diplomacy is quite difficult under a powerful country."

Lothian smiled faintly, "Your Majesty has the ability to deal with it." He stood up sharply, "The Tianbats were wiped out by tens of thousands of allied forces, not by the efforts of one person. Please also make this matter public to the United Nations and call an emergency meeting." Meeting, send investigators to verify this matter!"

He continued, "How much the United Nations wants the Alliance Army to go out again. This time, it is a justifiable opportunity. However, I don't know what the United Nations will look like when it knows that the Batman has appeared again. Your Majesty might as well ask the envoy to tell them that in this case If you want to meddle in the internal affairs of the Blue Planet, give them a way, after all, the ore in the planetary group of the Blue Star is the most in the Lyre Crane, who would not want to claim a little bit of possession in the barren land?!"

After saying that, Lothian got up and bowed slightly to His Majesty, turned around and strode out of the palace, leaving only a white wave rolled up by the hem of his silver-white clothes. Behind him, the emperor stroked his face and looked at Lottie from the window. Ann left, staring obsessively at his wrinkled and vicissitudes face in the vague reflection.

"Lothian, my marshal, you never let me down, right..."

Weir Naval Port, the solemn and solemn dark brown building in the St. Elsie Military Academy, on the upper floor, the huge medal that belongs to the school's logo is shining in the sun.

Sai Ling followed an old man at a loss, waiting for him to communicate with another middle-aged thin man, who gave him a cold look.

"He will leave it to you. It should be reported before the start of school. Due to my physical condition, the admission time has been delayed. Professor Jon, I have something to leave first." The old man turned his head and said with a smile, "His name is Sailing Han."

For fear of causing unnecessary incidents, Seling had no choice but to appear in the school with another surname. In fact, he didn't care. Whether it was Schuster or Hammer, they were just surnames to cover up the facts for others to see, and now it's just There is one more.

When Jon heard Sailing's name, disgust flashed undisguised on his thin face, "The school already has enough Sailings, I request to expedite the approval of official documents!" Jon said displeased Staring at Seling.

The old man patted Jon on the shoulder with a smile, "This one is different, go ahead, the next class is coming."

Only then did Jon complain about being separated from the old man, and said in a cold voice, "Hurry up and keep up!"

"Oh, yes." Sailing pursed his lips and trot to catch up with him, because Jon's sternness made his heart thump and thump, oh--the teacher is so fierce.

Seling followed the people in front carefully, for fear that if he accidentally did something wrong, he would anger the professor.

In the classical castle-like corridors are neatly hung portraits of famous great men, scientists, military strategists, etc. His major is national security, so... Sailing's eyes lit up, and at the first moment when the light yellow sunlight fell into the corner of the corridor, I saw the person I wanted to see in this portrait.

That was the younger Lothian, his indifferent and handsome face remained unchanged from today, and after the precipitation of time, only the sharpness between his brows and eyes was restrained by three points, and he was seven points more calm and introverted.

"Pay attention to your identity! You are here to study, not to giggle at the school wall!" Jon snorted, his tone disdainful, but his hand movements were very gentle and serious, straightening the photo frame in front of him, muttering and complaining The students are always disobedient and fiddle with the photo frame, and it is forbidden to take pictures.

Jon led Sai Lingyou into a classroom, and the teacher inside stopped. Jon clapped his hands and pointed at Sai Ling casually, "Your new classmate! In the future, everyone must help each other and remember your responsibilities !Your future is the future of national security! Well, now on to the class!"

Sai Ling grasped the belt of his schoolbag tightly, raised his head slightly, and found hundreds of eyes staring at him, Sai Ling's heart was beating again, and he quickly lowered his head again.

Jon finished speaking in a hurry, and glanced at the corner of his mouth, "His name is Sering Han."

As soon as Jon's words fell, there was a sound of sighing in the classroom, and Jon glanced around, and the sound disappeared immediately.

He said sharply, "The name law (probationary) regulations promulgated by the empire will be formally passed soon. I kindly suggest that you get rid of abnormal worship thoughts immediately, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!" , "Find an open space to sit, please continue to class!"

Sai Ling looked at the dark crowd anxiously, not knowing where to sit. He had never been to school, and it was the first time he entered a classroom, and he didn't know what to do. Hey, I don't know what will happen if he turns around and runs now, will the adults think he is cowardly? !

No, he can't embarrass the adults!

Just as Sailing was walking around looking for a seat, a baby-faced boy waved to him, "Hi, there are vacancies here!"

Sai Ling gave him a grateful look, and walked over to sit beside the baby face.

"Thank you."

Mimi shook her head with a baby face smile, "It's okay, we are classmates."

Someone in front turned around and whispered, "You still dare to call Sai Ling, I'm not afraid that the old bacon will kill you."

Sai Ling opened his eyes wide, who is Old Barou?And why can't he be called Seling?

Babyface lay on the table and said softly, "Since the Marshal got married, many people in the school have changed their names to Sailing. There are 39 students in a class, and [-] Sailings!"

Seling, "..."

Seling, "Huh?!"