nebula story

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."

All the idlers left quickly, and even Fan Zhong couldn't stay with his father. In the entire huge arena, only the two princes, Professor Saar, Deputy Marshal Xilin, and the team led by the captain of the royal guard were left. Several guards.

Stretching out his hand to stop the whipping, His Royal Highness Fern looked at Professor Saar indifferently: "Teacher, what you said is all the truth? Didn't you make up excuses because you are soft-hearted?"

"Yes, yes!" As if seeing hope, the old professor Saar confirmed eagerly, "You have just seen Chesu's talent with your own eyes, because he has talents beyond the reach of ordinary people in design, so these days, I took the initiative to invite him to join in the research and development of the new mech of the Empire. Your Highness, please believe me, he knows the most core things in the development of the new mecha this time, and unlike others, he only participated in one part. He has constructive suggestions in many links!"

"Yes, Chesu has joined the R&D part of the whole set of cores." Lance looked at his brother's expressionless face, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart, a great sense of danger came unexpectedly, as if he was swept away in an instant. hurricane.

Looking at Professor Saar, His Royal Highness Fern said coldly: "Teacher, you are confused. You actually let a real pariah participate in the empire's most secret military armor research and development, and let him know all the core technologies?"

Looking at Fern tongue-tied, Professor Thrall murmured, "What's this? There are dozens of people participating in the research and development."

"But you also said that he alone knows the core secrets of various links." His Highness Fern looked at Lance in a blink of an eye, and said sternly, "I asked you to be in charge of the research and development cooperation of the School of Engineering. I didn't expect that you would So confused!"

"I—I didn't know he was a pariah." Lance said shyly, "I just think it's a good thing to have such a person who is familiar with the whole process and has an overall design concept."

"Now you know!" His Highness Fern's face was livid. "The native place management of the untouchables is much more negligent than that of the common people and the nobles. If there is something wrong with this person, which leads to the leak of the latest weapons of the empire, who can bear the responsibility!?"

"No, no!" shouted almost at the same time, both Lance and Professor Thrall were dripping with cold sweat.With trembling lips, Professor Saar first murmured: "He's just a studious kid, what's wrong with him?"

"Yes, brother!" Looking anxiously at Fern, Lance shook his head in panic, "I guarantee that he is definitely not the kind of person with a cunning heart, he really is not."

"I don't believe how you look at people." Glancing at him coldly, the bone-chilling coldness in His Highness Fern's eyes made his brother's heart sink more and more.

Getting up slowly, Fern finally returned to the front of the mecha, narrowed his eyes and looked at Chesu silently.Even after being tortured by continuous whipping until his face was pale and covered in blood, this young man with clear eyebrows and black eyes still had a beautiful face that ordinary people couldn't match.

Without falling into a coma, the young man on the rack felt Fern's pressure-filled gaze and slowly opened his eyelashes that were closed tightly due to pain.Facing His Highness Fern's searching and alienated eyes, he maintained that kind of quiet silence.

"If you were a little cowardly and ordinary, maybe I would let go of my doubts." His Royal Highness Fern shook his head lightly, "But you are too special, so I can't take this risk."

Hearing the conversation between him and Professor Saar intermittently, Chesu's heart was clear.The upcoming fate was so heavy and cruel, and he, who was not yet an adult, felt a little dazed and at a loss for a while.Nodding to signal the head of the bodyguard, Wood, to take off the gun on his waist, His Royal Highness Fern opened the bolt of the gun in a very standard posture, and activated the hot wire sight. The bright red light spot was aimed at Chesu's handsome brow.

"My marksmanship is very accurate, and you will die painlessly." His Royal Highness Fern said slowly, looking at Chesu who was covered in bruises, the words on his lips were clear, showing true ruthlessness, "I'm sorry, if I Knowing this in advance, I won't let you suffer more."

The pupils shrank suddenly, and the muscles all over his body suddenly tensed. Chesu stared wide-eyed at the deadly ray of light.

"No, brother!" "His Royal Highness!"... Two horrified exclamations sounded. Fern turned his head coldly and looked at the royal guards severely. Lance and Professor Saar were stopped in place.

Turning around and aiming at Chesu's brow, Fern's hand was as steady as a rock. "I will give your family the most generous pension to ensure that they have no worries about food and clothing." The trigger was lightly pulled, and he finally asked, "Do you have anything else to say?"

Staring blankly at the heat gun in his hand, and the scorching energy lines on his forehead scorching his eyebrows, Chesu finally accepted this cruel fact.He was about to die, yes, his 17-year-old life was due to the distrust of the untouchables by the prince who was so high up and could deal with other people's life and death at will.The bitterness, anger, and unwillingness in his heart all burst out of the cocoon, rolling endlessly in his young heart.

"It's okay to compromise on the surface, but it's enough to be strong in the heart." In my ears, my father's gentle words were like yesterday.However, this kind of compromise is meaningless. No matter how strong or tenacious his heart is, he will still die humbly because of a small unexpected accident like any weak and helpless pariah.

With a slight wry smile at the corner of his mouth, Chesu glanced indifferently at the imposing and imposing prince of the royal family in front of him, ignoring him.Looking at the old Professor Saar who was tear-stained and choked up silently not far away, Chesu felt a pang in his heart.

"Professor Saar, thank you for your care these days....I will remember those suppers." He said with difficulty, listening to the old professor's sudden amplified crying.When he looked at Lance not far away, he saw the heart-wrenching eyes on that gentle face.He smiled slightly, his handsome face was tender for a moment, and a little bit shy: "Your Highness Lance, I forgive you for the slap you just slapped me in the face."

There is nothing to be humbled or humbled in the face of death.After all, he is not completely fearless, the moment he quietly closed his eyes, his thick eyelashes cast a faint silhouette on the side of his nose, trembling uneasy.

But from the beginning to the end, he did not give His Royal Highness Fern a straight look.

His eyes were slightly darkened, and Fern's hand, which had been as firm as a stone, suddenly became unstable for a moment.He was obviously a thin, handsome, and young pariah boy, but why in his calm and pure eyes, did he see a huge shock that almost no one had ever given him? !

At that moment, he seemed to see the disdain and disregard for him in the depths of the boy's radiant eyes, yes! ——It seems that the one who is really unworthy to stand beside each other should not be this little pariah boy, but should be him, a powerful and noble prince.

This kind of cognition made him, who has always been the pride of heaven, feel a strong confusion and unwillingness. It was not until the sight of the hot wire gun in his hand began to deviate that he suddenly woke up, and the light and dark in his eyes changed.

You can't lose your original judgment, and you can't be distracted by this weird boy!

However, at the last moment when he pulled the trigger cruelly, he suddenly stopped, feeling a burning heat somewhere on the back of his head in shock.

"Third Highness, you!—" The exclamation of the chief guard Wood and several guards sounded behind him.

Turning around slowly, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince Fern looked coldly at his younger brother Lance who raised his arms and held a heat gun a few steps away.

The red beam of the heat gun was aimed precisely at his forehead, making his eyes narrow slightly: "Lance, are you trying to kill your brother?"

"No, the emperor would never dare to have such an intention." Gritting his teeth and looking at him, Lance's hand trembled slightly, but he never put down the dark barrel, "I just want you to bypass him for a while, brother Go to see the father and let him decide the life and death of this pariah!"

"That's why you pointed a gun at your brother, so you are willing to commit the crime of disobedience?" Fern sneered coldly, and Fern's eyes were icy, "You should know that pointing a gun at the heir to the imperial throne, even if it is a prince May be immediately thrown into the Royal Prison."

"Yes, I know." Holding the gun with difficulty, there was a rare insistence on the gentle face of his gentle and humble emperor since childhood, "I just hope in exchange for a chance for him to live."

"Chance?" His Royal Highness Fern looked at him coldly, "Dear brother, I will not give anyone a chance to threaten me."

Turning around leisurely, he pointed the gun at Chesu's eyebrow again indifferently, without looking back, and said in a deep voice: "I will pull the trigger when I count to three. Brother Lance, you can shoot at my head." gun."