nebula story

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.

"Don't you like to choose? I'll give you another chance." Fern looked majestically at the young man with trembling eyelashes, "Are you going to choose me as my mechanic, or Lance's younger brother?"

Stealing a glance at His Royal Highness Fern, the head of the royal guard, Wood, was stunned.is this necessary?Do you have to ask this untouchable who doesn't know how to advance or retreat to choose him?The calm and wise image of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince suddenly collapsed a bit, and a little boy appeared in front of Wood, clamoring for his affirmation.Swallowing his saliva, he quickly drove away the disrespectful associations in his mind.

No longer able to use the toes that just touched the ground to share the pain in his wrist, Chesu raised his head with difficulty, and quietly looked at Fern with those dark eyes that were soaked in cold sweat.The clarity and charm just now disappeared, and there was a moment of trance in the eyes that was torn by pain.

"I really... can choose?" He opened his mouth softly, his weak voice was a little hoarse, but it was still clear in the dead silence of the crowd of onlookers.

Feeling angrily that the boy's response was not a real question, but a sarcastic rhetorical question, Fern had the urge to pick up the whip himself for a moment. "Yes, you can choose. But I will never guarantee that your choice will satisfy me." He spit out this sentence, but in the next moment he almost felt annoyed. This obvious threat almost lost his identity, no? ? !

"Oh, you can choose." Chesu answered slowly, as if he didn't hear Fern's last words, and glanced at the tall and handsome royal prince in front of him. Only a few people nearby saw that. After a fleeting moment, he insisted, "Of course I still..."

"Shut up!" Leaping forward, Lance yelled sharply, looking at Chesu who was covered in blood under the mecha, he stretched out his hand and slapped him hard on the face!

With a crisp sound of "Pa!", Chesu's face was tilted to one side.

"You cunning pariah!" Showing a sternness similar to that of his brother, Lance suppressed the waves in his heart and tried to make an expression of disgust, "I don't want to hear my name in the mouth of someone of your status!"

After a long while, Chesu gently tossed a strand of hair that fell to his forehead and covered his sight, and stared blankly at Lance, who had always been gentle and kind in his memory.

There is no shallow indifference when looking at Fern, there is something strange in his big eyes that Lance finds strange.It seems to be a little disbelief, it seems to be at a loss, and it seems to be very little and weak disappointment.

At that moment, Lance suddenly felt unexplainable remorse.

Soon those emotions were already hidden in the depths of Chesu's eyes as deep as a black pool, he was silent for a while, the corner of his mouth curled into a small bitter arc.

"Understood..." Never looking at any of the two princes, he said quietly, "Then I won't choose anyone."

Frozen on the spot, Lance could hardly believe his ears.Even if the hundreds of people watching in the hall couldn't hear his response clearly from a distance, they could guess the clue from the silence around and the ugly expressions of His Highness and His Highness at the same time.

"..." The clenched fist slowly let go, Fern's cold brows furrowed, and the center of his brows twitched slightly.

What an absurd punishment this is, the boy in front of him has a super high IQ, but he definitely has an extremely stupid heart!And His Royal Highness, the crown prince, was dragged into this wrestling that seemed to be completely out of his control.

Looking around at the crowd who pretended not to hear the disrespectful response, His Highness Fern felt his temples throbbing.After a long silence, he didn't wait for any step that he was vaguely expecting.

"Continue to fight." He used incomparable control to suppress the frustration, and suddenly strode back to the guest seat to sit down, looked at the opposite side coldly, and decided not to let the eyes of the pariah boy irritate him any more.

Startled, the royal guard who executed the sentence earlier raised his whip again hesitantly.He lightened his hands slightly, and he gave up counting in his heart.The wound that hadn't solidified soon opened up, and Chesu's tightly bound wrists also began to drip blood.

Finally unable to bear the sobs, the tears in Laurin'er's eyes flowed down her pretty face quickly, and several male students around her also silently turned their heads, unable to bear to watch this seemingly endless punishment.

Lance turned around suddenly and strode towards his brother.When he got close, he stared at his elder brother firmly: "Brother Huang, please take it back!"

With eyes as sharp as a blade, Fern looked at his young brother coldly.

"You can also see that he is not really smart, but stupid enough." Lance's dark blue eyes flashed with pain, and he glanced back at Chesu who continued to be tortured on the mech in the distance, "Please go around, brother!" This little pariah, he has a wound on his chest, which I caused unintentionally, he can't bear to be hurt again!"

"It's not that I didn't spare him." Fern said coldly pointing out a fact, "It's because he didn't give himself a chance."

In the distance, Fan Zhong, who had been silent all this time, suddenly looked at the deputy marshal of the empire beside him, and whispered in a low but patient voice: "Father, please go and beg for mercy."

Old Marshal Xilin looked at his son suspiciously: "Why, do you have friendship with him?"

"No, I saw him for the first time today." Fan Zhong straightened his spine and said bluntly, "I just think that such a person, no matter what his status is, should not die here."

"Oh?" Looking at him with gentle eyes, the old marshal's expression was very strange, "I thought you would hate him very much."

"Yes, but I hope that one day I can beat him upright." Looking at the mecha sculptures in the arena that are used as torture racks, Fan Zhong brows with disgust, "The mechas of the empire are used to soak the blood of the enemy. Yes, you shouldn't be stained with the blood of a pariah from your own country like this! What's more, what is this? Massacre?"

The old marshal Xilin was silent for a moment, looked at his only son who was almost obsessed with morality and cleanliness, and patted him on the shoulder: "Understood, please be calm for now, based on what I know about His Highness Fern, he doesn't like to kill people."

Within the hearing range of only the two of them, Lance insisted again: "Brother Huang, please spare him."

Looking at him coldly, Fern finally spit out: "Go and tell him to ask him to beg for mercy."

Knowing that the latter meant "let him beg for mercy", Lance did not show any surprise.Gritting his teeth and shaking his head, he said shyly, "That idiot won't beg for mercy, I guess.... So Brother Huang, please take the initiative to order him to be spared!"

Staring at him silently, His Highness Fern's fierce eyes were unpredictable.Yes, he should have this understanding - that is, if he didn't take the initiative to forgive, that rebellious and stupid genius boy would not beg for mercy even if he was beaten to death!And this is not the result he wanted, absolutely not.

Angrily realizing that he still had to make a rare compromise in his life, he brewed his emotions, and when he was about to speak, a staggering figure rushed up to them and called out sadly: "His Royal Highness, Please forgive this student!"

The grey-haired Professor Saar looked at Fern eagerly, the muscles on his face trembling in pain. He had endured until now, seeing that the torture showed no signs of stopping. His old heart finally couldn't bear this heart-wrenching torture. .

"His Royal Highness Fern, you may not know that this kid is not only excellent in academics, but also a genius in design! He has a lot of credit for the development of the latest mecha in the empire!" He eagerly pulled Lance, his beard slightly Trembling, "His Highness Lance, please tell His Highness the Crown Prince that Chesu participated in the research and development of the latest mecha, right? Right?"

On the face of the handsome and impeccable Crown Prince, after hearing and digesting this fact, all emotions and expressions were hidden.

Quietly looking at Lance, he nodded eagerly in recognition, he stood up slowly, and solemnly said to the officials and professors and students in the audience: "Clear the venue. All irrelevant people, step down."