interstellar fairy tale

"Those who like me may not be able to tell the reason, but those who hate me can always find various reasons."

If you hadn't heard it with your own ears, it would be hard to believe that this sentence would come from a young soldier under the age of 16.

Before Shang Ping and Lochte set off for Hercules, the capital of Mars, Canon Fortress Commander Terry had a brief meeting with the two young soldiers one afternoon, yes, a meeting.

The word is used to describe a brief conversation between a high-ranking general and two young soldiers, but it does not seem out of place.

"Then, soldier," Commander Terry signaled to his adjutant, Crete, to leave room for the two teenagers and himself, deliberately ignoring Lochte's embarrassment, and focusing on the tall and straight Shang Ping.This is not a natural soldier, at least, compared to Colonel Edgar and his father Shangyu who had worked with him for a short time, Shang Ping seemed too young and bookish.This black-haired boy is more like a technician sitting in front of the console, concentrating on dealing with the countless symbols and numbers on the screen, rather than a "hero" who has the courage to drive a single-man fighter to the enemy.

Even if he knew Shang Ping before and met Shang Ping many times, but this time, after observing the black-haired boy so closely, Commander Terry came to such a somewhat inexplicable conclusion.

"You rejected Sergeant Austin's escort request, why?"

"Your Excellency, as a soldier of the Mars Space Fleet, I am returning to the capital of my country. Instead of going to the enemy camp."

"Young man, I admire your courage, but your guardian obviously doesn't think so."

"Your Excellency, I have persuaded my guardian."

"Ok."

Commander Terry put his hands in front of the wide table and stood up. His tall figure was big enough to look down on the two teenagers in front of him even if he was separated by a table.He suddenly turned his gaze on Lochte.

"Sargeant, what's your height?"

Facing this sudden question, Lochte froze for a moment.

"Report, [-] centimeters!"

"So……"

Commander Terry moved his eyes to Shang Ping, Shang Ping moved his fingers, and with some reluctance said a number that would not make people feel ashamed, but still made his ears redden, "Report... [-] Eight centimeters..."

"Well, the average height of a 16-year-old boy in Mars is [-] centimeters."

"Your Excellency General..."

"Oh, well, you are only 15 years old, don't worry, you will continue to grow taller."

This short interview ended abruptly on this strangely normal topic. Shang Ping and Lochte looked at each other in blank dismay. The two of them didn't even know that they should salute, and then left the room, or continued to stand here to "listen to teachings".

In the end, Commander Terry made the choice for them.

"Young people, like your height and age, you will continue to grow, so don't rush to take everything on your shoulders prematurely, it will make adults feel ashamed."

Shang Ping raised his head in astonishment, only to find that the always serious fortress commander had a narrow-minded smile on his face.

Is he wrong...

It takes about a week from the military fortress of Canon to Hercules, the capital of Mars. Of course, it also depends on the situation of the route at that time. The jump point made three consecutive transmissions, and Shang Ping and Lochte’s return to the capital this time did not belong to the scope of military operations. They could only follow the rules of civil aviation and conduct transmissions between commercial and civil air routes in a regular manner. For some time, it is entirely necessary to rely on the cruise ship itself to navigate in the universe, which is a bit novel to Shang Ping and Lochte.After all, the previous space voyages of these two young soldiers were all linked to military operations, and in retrospect, it was really not good. Enjoyed the fun of a space voyage.

Although Colonel Edgar listened to Shang Ping's opinion and did not intervene too much in the matter of Shang Ping's return to the capital this time, it did not prevent the colonel from making his adopted son more comfortable during this journey. At the same time, Austin South also used the means inherited from the family generations to try to make his lover's trip comfortable, and after arriving in the capital, he could also get the "most fair" treatment.

When Diana, the wife of David South, the commander-in-chief of the Mars Space Fleet, and the mother of Austin South, after receiving the letter written by her youngest son, read it three times in a row, and couldn't hold back her full smile. Her sweet little Austin, at last, at last, would tell his mother what a sweet boy he had been in love with!

However, the boy seemed to be in some trouble now, which made the hostess of the Sous family, who was protecting her shortcoming, gradually restrain her smile, and read the letter from her youngest son word for word, while being sure that Austin would not exaggerate or conceal details, Diana was lost in thought.

At this moment, Shang Ping didn't know what Austin had done for him. He just started to use this rare free time to recall the thesis he gave to Professor Trinide at that time.

Without violating the fleet's confidentiality regulations, Colonel Edgar told Shang Ping almost everything he knew. Although the colonel was loyal to his own planet, it did not conflict with his love for his son.At least, he couldn't let his lovely baby set foot on the cruise ship back to the capital without knowing anything.

"...countries, nations, wars, ideologies, peace..."

Shang Ping raised his head and looked away from the virtual light screen, but his fingers continued to type on the keyboard unconsciously. He regretted it at this moment. He should not have written such an article on impulse, and handed it to Professor Trinide. !God knows, that old-fashioned professor of history could draw his anti-social and anti-government conclusion from an uncomplicated thesis!

Shang Ping combed his hair annoyedly. Although he swore in front of Uncle Edgar that he would definitely raise the spirit of 12 yuan, as the voyage drew closer and closer to the end, Shang Ping gradually developed a feeling similar to anxiety. Emotions.

This is not unfounded worry, it is actually a distant memory from the Earth era, reminding Shang Ping that for a dictatorial regime, "literary prison" is not so incomprehensible, even though Mars has never seen such a thing before. However, no matter which government, it is impossible to turn a blind eye to a dangerous person with an anti-government mark on his forehead, right?What's more, this unlucky guy was sued by his respected mentor.

"Shang Ping, it's time for dinner."

Lochte's arrival also failed to relieve Shang Ping's inner anxiety. Shang Ping looked up at the ceiling of the room, stretched his arms, and let out a long sigh. In conclusion, Mars is not a country without freedom of speech at all, not to mention, he is still only 15 years old, yes, 15 years old, an impulsive teenager, isn't he...

Just when the cruiser carried by Shangping and Lochte began to enter the route of the Muse galaxy, the space fleet of the Golden Empire, which had finished its expedition, had already arrived at the capital of the empire. Naturally, Heine III, who declared that the dragon was in a bad condition, would not appear. The Empress of the Empire, Yilan, stood beside the magnificently decorated but empty emperor's throne, smiling decently, holding a scepter in her hand, and looked at the imperial prince and his party who were walking down from the flagship.

Flying silver hair, icy blue eyes, white skin like snow, when not smiling, it looks like the most beautiful crystal sculpture, that is her pride, all hope, her only son, the future master of the huge empire— — Soran, Edrich!