nebula story

It was just asking him to look up. In front of these noble people, no one asked him to stand up, so he could only kneel like this, accepting the gazes of those superiors.

"You did all those competition results just now?" His Highness Fern stared coldly at this handsome young man, with mixed feelings in his heart.

This young man's posture is humble, but his eyes are too calm, without the expected cowardice and fear.He asked in a deep voice, "Untouchables are not qualified to receive all education, how can you do it?"

"I learned it secretly. When I was a child, I peeked at the young master's books, and now I come here with the young master. I have many opportunities." Chesu said in a low voice, "Master Andy is generous and kind, and never cared about my reckless actions."

"That's why you want to take advantage of today's limelight and become a blockbuster?" Thinking back to the amazing scenes that the young man performed just now in front of everyone's eyes, and thinking back to the embarrassment he fell into today under the eyes of everyone, Fern's heart was full of excitement. His displeasure made him sarcastically say, "You are really extremely smart, and your deep scheming is not inferior to your intelligence."

Pressing her lips tightly, Chesu didn't reply.

Listening anxiously to his brother's harsh accusations, His Highness Lance hesitated for a while.As the most noble group of people in this country, he could almost immediately understand the subtle heart of the crown prince brother. —a pariah!

According to the situation just now, his noble eldest brother, the crown prince, is about to share a battle armor with such a lowly untouchable.

Looking at the handsome figure of the elder brother wrapped in the navy blue military uniform of the royal army, and then looking at Chesu's branded mark under the clavicle that was kneeling on the ground, they all look like a serious sense of peacekeeping. ?

Taking a step forward, he stood in front of Chesu, and respectfully said to his elder brother: "Brother Emperor, I have a small proposal. Why don't you assign me as a partner mechanic for this humble scumbag?" Student Fan Zhong comes from a noble background, so he is the one who is more worthy of standing by your side."

Turning his eyes coldly, His Highness Fern looked at his young brother protecting Chesu: "I thought we had already discussed this issue." Displeasure rose from nowhere, and he gritted his teeth word by word, "I want him."

There was silence all around, no one dared to make a sound, but the slightly opened mouth betrayed the surprise of most people—what does His Royal Highness mean, even if he knew the identity of this pariah, he still decided to choose him as his partner mechanic? !

"Oh, alright. I'd better partner with Fan Zhong." It's hard to insist, and Lance is a little depressed.

No one noticed, Fan Zhong, who was standing quietly, quietly pinched his trembling fingertips into the palm of his hand.Exhaling deeply, a trace of unspeakable shame and anger flashed in his eyes.

This strange emotion did not escape the eyes of his own father, Xilin. The gentle old marshal sighed silently. When did my son, who was always proud and vigorous, suffer such setbacks from being neglected!

Although the atmosphere in the arena was weird, the directors and officials of the Royal Academy of Engineering were still slightly relieved. No matter what, things were finally proceeding according to the original meaning, wasn't it?

At this moment, Chesu on the ground spoke softly, with a submissive tone: "His Royal Highness, please assign me to Senior Lance." The young man's clear eyes were full of magnanimity, and he looked up at Fern, with a stern and threatening expression, did not evade, "This kind of mecha is all about the tacit understanding and cooperation between partners. Your Royal Highness, you hate me so much, and I also..."

He paused, as if he was struggling to find the words to use, but most people were sweating from the slight pause, the delicate context, the word "also"!

Fortunately, Chesu only paused for a few seconds, and finally continued: "And I never dare to think that I am worthy of standing beside you..."

Lance on the side suddenly coughed violently - he didn't intend to break the sudden drop in temperature, he was really choked by the cold air he inhaled in astonishment.

As he expected, the expression of the emperor brother who had been keeping cold changed instantly, and he was still expressionless, but the anger in his eyes was like a strong wind in the deep sea, and it began to sweep and spread.

"You mean, you want to choose between the two of us?" He said word by word.

Finally aware of the danger in his eyes dullly, Chesu shook his head in confusion: "No, no, that's not what I meant. I just think—if we insist on such a match, the formed partner will only reduce the combat effectiveness, won't it?"

Staring at his frank and almost naive expression, a palpitating cruelty slowly appeared on the face of the high and mighty Crown Prince. "I don't intend to speculate whether you are smart or stupid. But either way, you will have to pay for what you did."

The handsome and deep facial lines he inherited from the princess showed an inherent cruelty.Looking at the chief of the royal guard, Wood, he said sharply, "Go get the whip."

The breathless silence lasted until Wood trotted back into the hall, bringing a brand new black riding whip, and no one dared to raise any objections.

Even Lance can only forcefully suppress the shock and anxiety in his heart: that is the only Crown Prince in the entire empire, and that is an existence whose status is far higher than that of everyone here.Even though he could laugh and chat with his brother on weekdays, but at this moment, he dare not easily ignore the will, words and deeds of his brother!

"Cunning by nature, fond of deceit, desecrating the academic dignity of the Royal Academy, and despising the authority of the royal family." His Highness Fern said coldly, "Am I wrong about these things?"

Looking at him in amazement, there was a kind of bewilderment in the dark eyes of the young man on the ground.

"This punishment is just to tell you, don't think that a little pariah can be arrogant." He coldly motioned to the head of the guard, Wood. Wood gave a wink, and the two burly royal guards immediately stepped forward silently and stood up. The silent boy kneeling on the ground.

Looking around, they quickly brought Chesu to the tall mecha model on the edge of the platform in the middle.There is no torture rack, and this mighty and tall mech sculpture is the only substitute at the moment.

On the front mechanical arm of the land combat mech that simulated the attacking action, Chesu's slightly thin figure was quickly hoisted.The dark matte mecha metal armor set off his slightly pale face, and there was a kind of cruelty that was shocking at first sight.

Walking in front of the mecha, His Royal Highness Crown Prince Fern looked at the silent young man who bowed his head in anger, and said slowly, "Don't you have anything to say?"

Chesu raised his head and stared at him blankly.

Facing that clear gaze, Fern suddenly had a strange expectation in his heart: begging for mercy in horror, or justifying tremblingly?Everything is fine, just don't be so quiet.

The boy who was hung up on tiptoe only took one look at him before lowering his head.It wasn't timidity, but Fern could vaguely judge that he was avoiding some kind of unfamiliar emotion.

No longer looking at the noble but indifferent royal youth in front of him, Chesu shook his head: "Your Highness...has condemned me."

It seemed that he obeyed and confessed, but Fern keenly found something that made him angry in that obedience.

Similar to disdain to explain, or a little indifference to the upcoming violence, there is obviously no evidence to support this judgment, but His Highness Fern understands the little rebellion under the obedience and silence.

"Fifty." He stepped back coldly, and spit out a number from his lips.

When the whip finally whizzed down, the boy bound to the mecha tightly bit his beautiful lips.

The unclosed jacket was slightly scratched by the whip, and soon, more and more skin was exposed, and the branded edges under the shoulder blades began to be densely entwined with bright red whip marks.

From the sudden trembling at the beginning to the tense toes, Chesu never let out a moan, but clenched his teeth in vain and closed his eyes tightly.

Gently covering her mouth, senior sister Laurin who came from the live broadcast room looked at the bloody scene in the competition hall in horror, with tears rolling in her eyes. ...Although she doesn't know this strange young man at all, she has been so excited and obsessed with his amazing performance in the live broadcast just now, even if she feels contempt for the status of a pariah, she can't feel any disgust for the talented young man in front of her feel.

The royal guards with whips in their hands felt more and more pressure.With a wry smile in his heart, he could only wish to yell a reminder to the young man under him who was being tortured.This is an obvious punishment, and which punisher would like to see the punished keep silent and stubborn without screaming or begging for mercy?

"Ten, eleven..." He counted silently in his heart, but suddenly when he counted to No.14, he keenly noticed a small abnormality. ——When the whip landed somewhere on the boy's right chest, the guard finally heard an extremely short and weak moan.

Slightly concentrating, he lifted the whip with his hand and lowered it, aiming at that spot and whipping it down again!Sure enough, a more obvious moan overflowed from the boy's lips, and he raised his head that had been lowered all of a sudden, and he began to gasp with difficulty.After lashing the same place three times in a row, the experienced royal guards knew that there was an old wound there.Glancing at His Highness from the corner of his eye, the guard's heart suddenly trembled: His Highness' eyes were looking at him coldly!

His Majesty also found out!Sighing slightly in his heart, the guard began to carry out the execution skillfully.He lashed at the abnormal old wound every few times, and he got the effect he wanted smoothly: Chesu, who had been gritting his teeth and enduring it, finally couldn't bear it any longer, and let out intermittent sounds that became more and more obvious. Moaning, at the moment when the whip finally fell, what came out of his lips was already a faint mournful cry.

A few steps away, the indifferent His Royal Highness Fern was silent for a while, waiting for the boy who was hanging under the mecha to calm down a bit.The black hair that was already completely wet during the game was now drenched in cold sweat again, and Chesu's lips were already stained with blood from being bitten by himself.His upper body covered with whip marks was ragged, traces of blood silently spread down, and slowly seeped into the black trousers of his lower body, just like the spots splashed on the dark black mech behind him. So shocking.