nebula story

Startled, Chesu was stunned for a while because of his astonishment.

The eyes of the man in front of him were too gentle, and his voice was too hoarse, so that there was a sense of strange disobedience.If it wasn't for the always stern face, the man in front of him with noble royal blood would actually have the most handsome face in the world.

At that moment, Chesu thought absurdly in his heart.

"Your Highness...I'm fine." Lowering his head, Chesu replied in a low voice.

He couldn't hear Fern's words again for a long time, and he raised his head quietly, but met His Royal Highness Fern's probing eyes.

Turning his eyes away unnaturally, Chesu felt a little uneasy: This His Royal Highness who suddenly changed his nature and played the role of the warm and affectionate Lance No. [-] in front of him is really not used to!

Not far away, the small one-sided visible mecha chest window is facing the front of the line of sight of the two mecha operators.As night fell, the starry sky twinkled, and both Chesu and Fern looked at the starry sky in silence for a moment.

The stars tonight are so brilliant, smiling down on the world.

Get off from the mech, the two stepped into the central control room on the ground together.

All the people in the room looked happy, and the team leader Fei Si greeted him energetically: "Reporting to His Royal Highness, this test flight is really perfect, the data acceptance is normal, and the condition of the mecha is good. Even your number There is no abnormality in the second overclocking acceleration!"

Looking at Chesu with a smile on his face, Feith added sincerely: "Corporal Chesu's performance is really amazing, I have never seen such exquisite maintenance skills, I think it is from our team Professionals, I'm afraid they will never be able to do it."

His Highness Fern, who always had a grim and indifferent expression, probably hadn't escaped from the battle just now, and a very rare look appeared on his face.

Turning around to look at Chesu, he was about to say something, but he saw Chesu's surprised face, the strange appearance of his dark eyes that were about to fall out.

Frowning and following Chesu's gaze, His Highness Fern, who was originally full of expressions, was also momentarily shocked.

Touching his nose, Lance came over with a smile on his face: "Brother, Chesu, your training is really in harmony, congratulations."

Looking at his dark circles of eyes and the scars on the corners of his mouth and eyes without words, His Highness Fern's sharp eyes drifted to Fan Zhong who stood coldly aside.

He was not completely unscathed, there was also an obvious scar on his forehead on his proud statue-like face, the bleeding had probably been stopped, and although there wasn't much crimson blood, it was also solidified on the scabbard-like scar. On the tip of the eyebrows, it is particularly conspicuous.

……Huh?It seems that even the lips are broken?How could it be so intense?

Obviously they were fine before going to heaven just now, but now both of them have such injuries all over their faces and bodies!

"What about you? How do you feel about the training?" Narrowing his eyes, His Highness Fern asked lightly.

Lance still smiled as if nothing had happened: "Very well, we didn't focus on the battle training, mainly to get familiar with the internal structure of the mech." Turning to look at his partner, he coughed, " Fan Zhong and I got familiar with the whole cabin from left to right, front to back."

He approached him in a low voice. For some reason, His Royal Highness Fern seemed to be in a good mood, and joked in a low voice: "Is it from left to right, from front to back?..."

After giving him a blank look, Lance's light blue eyes were full of helplessness: "Brother, don't you want to thank you?"

Without the slightest intention of coming over to salute His Royal Highness Fern, Fanzhong went straight to Chesu with a handsome expressionless face.

To everyone's surprise, he took out something like a drawing from his pocket, and handed it to Chesu.

"A teammate in the special training team asked me to bring it to you." He said simply, "He said you can understand it when you see it. He asked you, did you do that at the time?"

Listening to his inexplicable words, the people around were at a loss.

Chesu took it in surprise and asked, "Who asked me?"

"After Ball and Lumer left, two new substitute cadets from the military academy came in." Fan Zhong said, "It's one of them, you don't know it."

Unfolding the blueprint in doubt, Chesu's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Yeah, yes, that's what I did at the time." He whispered in surprise, "However, this man's method seems to be more concise, let me see... Well! Yes, his method can save maintenance time. A little bit shorter, but the general idea is the same!"

Wordlessly glanced at the drawing from the corner of his eye, Fan Zhong's pupils suddenly shrank!

In the last maintenance competition of the Royal Academy of Engineering, Chesu manually modified the maintenance diagrams that left him far behind!

The new team member who had always acted sloppily came up with the same idea!

Reaching out to pick up the carbon pen on the workbench, Chesu hastily made a few hints on the drawing, folded it carefully, and returned it to Fan Zhong.

"Excuse me, please bring it to him, and tell me what he did at that time." Chesu's eyes were particularly bright with excitement, "However, I think his way of thinking seems to be more divergent, which is very inspiring."

Fan Zhong nodded lightly and looked at him: "Corporal Chesu, there is one more thing. Colonel Vesta asked me to ask you when he came, when will you return to the team?"

"Captain, I really want to go back as soon as possible." Chesu said respectfully, and turned to look at His Royal Highness Fern with anticipation, "Your Highness, my body has already recovered, can I go back to the special training team? "

...His Royal Highness Fern's originally relaxed face suddenly became indifferent.

People within a few feet around seemed to feel something similar to the sudden drop of dry ice in the surrounding temperature.

Looking at Chesu coldly, His Royal Highness Fern said: "The doctor said that you may have recurrence."

"No, the doctor told me yesterday that there is no possibility of turning into chronic pneumonia." Chesu's innocent black eyes were clear, and he blurted out a rebuttal.

He seemed to feel the unreasonable unhappiness of His Royal Highness Fern, his voice lowered, and he looked at Fanzhong eagerly: "There are a lot of professional and targeted machine repair training in the special training class, I really want to participate with everyone... ..."

"Everyone? What everyone?" His Royal Highness Fern said sharply and coldly, his blushing face had already been blown away by the inexplicable anger, "Did anyone in that special training team protect you when you were hurt?!"

Everyone in the central control room looked at each other, not daring to show their atmosphere.

I have long heard that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Empire has a strict personality. When I saw him today, he could turn his face at any time faster than turning a book!

Bearing his stern questioning in surprise, Chesu frowned, and said softly: "But those two people, haven't they already left?"

Looking up at His Royal Highness Fern, Fan Zhong's expression was also not good-looking: "Your Highness, as the captain of the special training team, I can guarantee that Corporal Chesu will not receive any unfair treatment after returning to the barracks."

Quickly winking at Fan Zhong, Lance said with a smile: "Lieutenant Fan Zhong, have you forgotten what I told you just now? Brother Huang and I are busy with business, so we don't have time to go to the base every day to match your time. So we need you two to accommodate us."

Glaring at him coldly, Fan Zhong gritted his teeth and remained silent.

"So Chesu, not only are you not allowed to go back to the special training base, but even Captain Fan Zhong has to come to the Royal Private Training Ground to practice every day like you." Lance looked at Fan Zhong with a gentle smile, a little I apologize, "Student Fan Zhong, you just promised me in the cabin, didn't you forget it so quickly?"

With a hard face on the floor, Fan Zhong looked at Lance Wen and the black eye circles on his face, gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Understood!"

Chesu on the side finally fell silent in dejection, with obvious disappointment all over his beautiful face.

Leaning at his expression, His Highness Fern snorted coldly through his nose, turned and walked towards the door without warning.

Looking helplessly at Chesu, His Highness Lance shook his head and chased after Fern.

"Brother, you know, Chesu..."

"Shut up, Lance." His Royal Highness, who was hit by a strange emotion and was full of anger, said, "I suddenly envy you a little bit."

"Envy me?" Lance touched his cheek in surprise, and smiled wryly at himself, "Why, didn't you see me being beaten like this by my partner in the mecha?"

"I wish I could be open and honest with my partner. If I have something to say, I'll get into a serious fight!" Fern said angrily, "But look at him, does he really take me seriously?! "

"Brother Emperor, please be content—" Lance pulled out his voice, the wound on the corner of his mouth was affected, and he gasped in pain, "Look at my wound!"

Glancing at his younger brother with disdain, Fern frowned, and suddenly remembered something: "You guys are fighting so fiercely! Can both of you hurt your mouth like this?"

Suddenly he became embarrassed, and there was a strange embarrassment on Lance's gentle face: "Don't mention my brother. I didn't fight so hard, and it was almost a truce. In the end, he misunderstood me..." A thought emerged in his mind. In the embarrassing scene of the brawl in A, his face became hot: Damn it!He didn't do it on purpose, it's just that the fight was too close, and the lips of the two of them just touched each other. Who would have thought that Fan Zhong, as if he had been frivolous, started going crazy again, wishing he could beat himself into a pig's head before he was reconciled !

But...the feeling of the lips touching for a moment, isn't that bad, is it?It was too strange for Fan Zhong to react so fiercely.That kind of rigid and boring personality, isn't it... Never had a first kiss, right?Thinking wildly in his mind, Lance was a little lost in thought.

Not paying attention to the abnormal behavior of the emperor's brother, His Royal Highness Fern was still immersed in his dissatisfaction: "We two princes really share the same disease." He sneered, "Your partner likes direct violence, but my partner, You like to use cold violence against me, don't you?"

Thinking about Chesu's unabashed and eager to get away just now, His Royal Highness Lance did not comfort his imperial brother for the first time, but patted his brother's shoulder sympathetically.

The two princes of the empire who were born noble, one person under one person and over ten thousand princes, walked side by side in silence, silently walking on the quiet and desolate official road in the palace.

After a long time, Lance coughed resentfully: "Brother, we... really don't want to tell them to go to your palace for dinner together?"

With a cold face and no answer, His Royal Highness Fern turned back to look at the brightly lit central monitoring room not far away, and finally took out the micro-communicator in his pocket after a while.

"Wood? Where are you?"

A clear call sounded immediately, as if His Highness's inquiry had been prepared long ago, and the head of the guard, Wood, replied extremely quickly: "Go back to Your Highness, I will stay in the central control room."

His Royal Highness Fern frowned: "If you don't follow me, what are you doing there?"

Dazed for a moment, Wood was at a loss for words: "...Your Highness, I will rush over here."

"Wait a minute." His Highness Fern snorted and stopped him, "Why didn't Chesu and Fanzhong come out, don't you plan to have dinner?"

Rejuvenated, Wood quickly replied: "Report Your Highness, I will invite them back to the palace for dinner!" Look, it is still his judgment, right?I knew it was better to stay here, His Highness will ask Master Chesu sooner or later!

The electric current in the communicator was hissing, and the two princes stood beside the official road, waiting for the response from the communicator.After a while, Wood's embarrassing voice finally came from the communicator: "Report Your Highness, Master Chesu and Lieutenant Fan Zhong said together that they want to study today's first-hand data, so they won't go back for dinner..."

There was silence.

Wood on the other side waited anxiously for a long time, then quietly put his mouth close to the communicator, and lowered his voice extremely low: "Your Highness, do you need me to force them to come back?"

With a "click", the chief guard Wood stared at the communicator in his hand that was forcibly cut off, and fell into a lot of entanglement. ——With His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's obvious anger, should he really take the two mechanics back for dinner, or should he do nothing?