Mermaid O was spoiled by the paranoid marshal after being reborn

"That... I have something I want to tell you."

Hearing the sound of the door opening and seeing Cromway walk into the living room, Karl, who had been struggling in his heart for a long time, hesitated again and again, and finally called out to him.

Seeing that Carl seemed a little nervous, Cromway said:

"Sit down and talk about something."

Even though he was exhausted from running around on weekdays, facing Carl, Cromway still showed a rare tenderness like melting ice.

"...Do you remember the video incident last time? I have found some other information and want to share it with you."

Sitting next to Cromway, because of what he was about to say next, Karl tangled his fingers and recounted the information he got to Cromway one by one. The latter listened, and his brows also frowned, showing a sharp look. eyebrow peak.

"Of course, I'm not 100% sure that the news is correct, but I decided to share it with you no matter what, after all...you are my boyfriend."

As Carl said, his face blushed again. Even though he had called this name for several days, every time he called it, he still felt a burst of blush and heartbeat.

...Perhaps it will take a few more days to get used to it?

Carl blushed and said in his heart.

Seeing Cromway looking up at him, thinking that the other party didn't believe his words, because he had full trust in the other party, Karl sent the screenshot of that account to Cromway through the optical brain.

When Cromway browsed the pictures on the screen, Carl carefully looked at Cromway's expression, trying to see some clues from it, but Cromway just glanced at it lightly, and his expression remained normal.

"...I heard from Ige that this is the private account of His Majesty Morris. I want to ask if you recognize it."

Although Cromway seemed expressionless, Karl knew him very well. He knew that when Cromway showed such an expression, it was like waves hidden under the surface of a calm lake, but his real emotions were unexpected, so Karl tentatively asked road.

"Where did you hear that?"

Instead of answering Carl's question immediately, Cromway asked in a low voice, but asked rhetorically.

Although he felt a little strange about this rhetorical question, Carl still relayed what the girl told him to Cromway, and the other party frowned accordingly.

Fearing that his random guessing would offend the other party, Carl looked at Cromway's expression before asking slowly.

"Well... Although it seems a bit abrupt to ask this way, you can certainly think that I am speculating wildly, but I am still a little worried, so I want to ask, do you have any problems with His Royal Highness Maurice?"

Seeing Carl's bright eyes, a pair of light golden eyes carefully looking at him, shining like stars, Cromway was silent for a long time, and the silent silence flowed between the two, making the atmosphere very awkward.

It is very clear that Cromway does not like others to violate his privacy hastily. Seeing this, Carl had already given up hope for the answer, but just when he was about to speak up, Cromway spoke slowly, with a voice that seemed to be swayed. The sandpaper has been polished, and it looks very hoarse.

"...I haven't told you about my life experience before. When I was injured fighting the Zerg, did you ever wonder why my family didn't show up from the beginning to the end?"

Hearing Cromway's voice, Carl was startled. He didn't expect that even in a coma, Cromway still paid so much attention to his inner thoughts.

But now that he has decided to meet the other party frankly, Karl also nodded honestly. After all, as he gradually got to know Cromway, he also wanted to know more about this man who was not close to strangers, and wanted to know the past. What has he been through and what happened again.

"To tell you the truth, but it is true."

"...My father is His Majesty the Emperor, Freddie Owen."

After a long silence, Cromway finally spoke slowly, but his words shocked Karl.

Owen... no wonder!

He suddenly recalled the name he saw on the pheromone matching identification report. Because he didn’t pay attention to the surname at the time, he was ignored by Karl. Now that he was mentioned again by the other party, Karl reacted belatedly.

Karl couldn't believe his ears. After all, in the memory of his two lifetimes, there was no news about Cromway being the emperor's son, but since there was no news, another thought arose in Karl's mind——

... Marshal Cromway is not His Majesty's illegitimate son, is he?

Thinking about it, Carl couldn't help but make up in his mind all kinds of famous scenes in the royal family or wealthy TV series, and all kinds of tragic experiences of Cromwell when he was a child.

As if seeing the fantasy of the little mermaid, Cromway flicked his smooth forehead with his fingertips.

"What are you thinking about?"

Staring at him with icy blue eyes, feeling as if his thoughts had been seen through by the other party, Karl's cheeks flushed suddenly.

"My birth was not as tragic as you imagined, and I was not an illegitimate child. My mother was Pauline Adelaide, who was the third princess and was later posthumously named queen."

Cromway spoke leisurely, and looked up out of the window, but his eyes were rare and lonely. In the eyes reflecting the blue sky, there seemed to be unreasonable nostalgia and loneliness.

"My mother has always been by His Majesty's side when he was a prince. At that time, he was not conspicuous or even very unknown among the princes from the mother's family, or from a famous family, or from a wealthy family. In other princes He has been rewarded, and the family members in the mansion are also honored, living a life of sensuality, singing and dancing, but my mother is still accompanying him as a hostage in the enemy's country, leading a precarious life."

"But my mother never complained to him about it. Even after I was born, she told me that my father is the best husband and father in the world. He loves us and the world."

"With the passage of time, the talent of His Majesty began to appear, and the Langman Empire also regained its glory under the leadership of grandfather Clarence the Great, repelled the Zerg, regained the lost land, and restored the old days of Owen II. His majesty was taken back to the empire after winning that battle, and he did not lie to us at that time, and my mother and I were taken back from it very quickly."

"and then?"

Carl was aroused by Cromway's words. Before that, he had always thought that Cromway was a cold person. He would carefully seal up his past and not reveal any emotional cracks. Like a precision instrument, no flaws can be seen.

But now, it is an extremely rare moment for the other party to show emotion, so Karl cherishes it very much, because he feels that only at this moment, he who is always protected by the other party seems to be able to turn to protect the other party.

"Because His Majesty accumulated a lot of contacts when he was in the enemy country, and he has been diligent and conscientious and worked hard all those years, so when he returned to the empire, he gradually showed his edge. Emperor Clarence saw his talent, and faintly I have the intention of passing the throne to my father, but my uncle Horace still has a very strong strength and is a very powerful opponent."

"Just when the two forces were fighting each other and reaching a fever pitch, my mother suddenly fell ill. Although my mother didn't tell me at the time, I knew very well in my heart that she was not in good health, but she worked day and night for her. It is quite normal to be sick because of the family's affairs and worrying about one's mind."

"I once told my father... Your Majesty to let him put down his military affairs for a while and come back to see my mother, but he didn't come back on time, and he didn't even send me a reply. My mother died of illness that year. In the snowy winter, and because he left his hometown, at the end of his life, I was the only one to accompany her, but she still thought of my father when she went."

"...and my 'dear' father, the man who only had rights in his eyes, married the general's daughter, Morris' mother, shortly after the mourning period of my mother's death, for his own rights. It's just to consolidate your military power."

As Cromway spoke, his eyes turned red, and the veins on the back of his clenched fists bulged.This is why he does not regard the high degree of pheromone matching as a standard like other people in Interstellar. In his opinion, his parents are the best living examples.

What's the use of having such a high degree of matching?How can the so-called love and soul harmony compare to real money and rights?If the other party really doesn't care about you, they won't even take one last look.

Seeing that Cromway's eyes were red and his trembling body was trying to suppress the emotions in his heart, Carl fell silent. For a moment, he didn't know how to comfort the taciturn stranger in front of him. Gentle man.

He had already felt his stupidity since the moment he confessed his love. Carl thought about it, but he didn't say anything. He just stepped forward and hugged Cromway gently.

"Carl, the reason why I kept avoiding you before was because I was afraid of failing you just like he failed my mother."

"I'm afraid of becoming a jerk like my father. I... don't want anything to hurt you, even if it's because of my own reasons."

Hearing Cromway speak slowly, expressing his heart to himself in the simplest language, Karl felt a burst of warmth in his heart.

In fact, your words are enough.

Carl said silently in his heart.

In many cases, a simple sentence that is no longer everyday can be better than a thousand words and vows.

"Will not."

Carl stepped forward to hold his cold and trembling hands, looked into Cromway's eyes, with a firm expression:

"You won't hurt me."

"and."

Carl smiled slightly as he spoke, a beautiful little dimple formed at the corner of his mouth.

"In my heart, you have always been an indomitable hero. The country is composed of countless small families. You have been guarding the empire for so many years, which means you have guarded countless small families. If your mother is in heaven Ling, will definitely be proud of your son."

Carl said swearingly, his light golden eyes were full of determination.

Seeing the glint in Cromway's eyes, he thought that the other party didn't believe what he said. Karl wanted to say more, but he was pulled into his arms by the other party.

"...Thank you, Karl. It was my greatest fortune to meet you."

Clinging to Karl's ear, Cromway said softly.

Different from the previous hug, Carl didn't struggle this time. Instead, he let the other party wrap him in his arms, greedily sniffing his own scent, as if to draw courage and energy from it.

Where Cromway couldn't see, Karl bent his beautiful eyebrows, but secretly said in his heart——

In fact, meeting him was the greatest luck since his rebirth.