Chinese pills

His Majesty Highfield thought carefully for three days, and while General Lavelle was out cleaning up the remnants of the Alliance, he made a big news.

His Majesty unilaterally violated the agreement and disclosed his relationship with the general.

By the time General Lavelle, who was far outside the galaxy, received the news, the sky in the capital had already turned several times.

The emperor did have a pair of scissors in his hand.However, the cutting method is not the same as what was said.His Majesty Highfield found another way, and solved all the problems neatly, with outstanding results.

General Lavelle laughed after listening to the AI's report, and he didn't know whether he was angry or amused.When the general returned to the bachelor's dormitory in Capital Star, His Majesty Highfield had already made the third round of tea, and he simply didn't know who was the master.

"Are you satisfied with this way of dealing with it, Lavelle?" The emperor smiled with his eyes crooked.

General Lavelle took off his coat, and His Majesty the Emperor first took the coat from the general with a worker bee and hung it up.

But his general didn't speak, ignored his earnest gaze, took a bath by himself, took out another book from the bookshelf, and finally lay on the bed, even stingy with a look.

His Majesty the Emperor has no choice but to play hooligans.His Majesty sat on the edge of the bed, wrapped his arms around General Lavelle's back, and forcibly narrowed the distance between the two of them.

"The emperor is so shameless." General Lavelle said.

"It's better than you ignoring me, Lavelle." His Majesty Highfield buried his face in General Lavelle's shoulder, "What must I do to forgive me?"

"You are the emperor, you don't need to be forgiven by me."

"I am the emperor, and I should have everything in the empire, but I have not been forgiven by you..."

General Lavelle raised his eyelids and glanced at His Majesty Highfield's head: "Then I will apply for resignation tomorrow, the Immigration Alliance, so that Your Majesty will not have to worry about it."

"Then please remember to take me with you, Lavelle—you own me, I am yours."

"Really? What good is it to have you, Highfield? Do you want me to take you to elope?"

His Majesty Highfield raised his head from the general's shoulders.His Majesty smiled and said: "If you have me, you can hug me, kiss me, and sleep with me every day."

"is it?"

"of course."

"But do you know what it means to have me, Highfield? Owning me means having the strongest mecha engineer in the entire galaxy, a first-class stable warship, and a commander with rich combat experience--in this way, I Obviously worth more than you."

"..." His Majesty Highfield buried his head back again, "I will never make you angry again, Lavelle."

The only general in the empire was very indifferent. He turned a blind eye to His Majesty's weakness and continued to read his own book without saying a word.

"What should I do to forgive me, Lavelle..."

His Majesty Highfield asked softly again.

This time the general finally had a reaction.General Lavelle closed the book and pulled back the quilt.

"There is nothing to forgive or not to forgive, this path was originally chosen by me and you.

"Besides. You decided to make it public..."

General Lavelle did not make a sound, but His Majesty Highfield understood the general's mouth movements.

I am very satisfied.

General Lavelle said.

The author has something to say: Lavelle, who is a little stalked by his apprentice, is jealous, as if his eating posture is not right

It doesn't matter if you sleep, the dog's life matters

There is only one piece left and I will finish writing spicy! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

The last piece of teaser is the wedding, hehehehe

☆、No.20 seven pieces

wedding

Although the love affair was disclosed early, His Majesty Highfield has not been able to successfully propose to General Lavelle for a long time.The whole empire is worried about the progress of the love between these two important figures.When everyone found out that the relationship between the two people had not been married for seven full years, the melon eaters finally began to get nervous.

However, in the legend of the alliance dog, His Majesty Highfield, who is not as charming as a rabbit, is not really inferior to the general's personal AI.Although the road to marriage proposal was bumpy, fortunately, the result was relatively satisfactory. His Majesty the Emperor successfully brought to an end the long-distance love race of more than ten years, which relieved the people who have been eating melons for many years.

The wedding between His Majesty and the General will be held seven days after General Lavelle's birthday, and the location will be in Nofarlane Forest, which is His Majesty's favorite place.Human beings in this era no longer have religious beliefs like their ancestors in the ancient earth period, and many red tapes have been removed from weddings.But General Lavelle still felt that the royal wedding was too complicated - so at the general's (strong) request, the wedding was (madly) simplified to just a dinner.

Although it was impolite ("It's ridiculous! It's detrimental to the royal face!"), but the general made it clear that if he dared to take one more step, the marriage would not be married ("I'm sorry, I will change if I want to be decent.") Out of respect for His Majesty Lifelong happiness ("Ravel... don't be angry, let's talk to the elders.") and stability of the empire ("If Lavelle doesn't want to, you can also consider replacing me." Field?—Pfft.") Considering it, the Council of Elders finally had to make a compromise, and only held a royal-style dinner in the Highfield family's castle in Norfarain.

This trivial matter is a bit overkill for the internal affairs hall that has been doing a lot of work all year round, so under the instruction of His Majesty the Emperor, this group of people tried their best and spent money vigorously, striving to create an absolutely low-key and luxurious event that has never been seen before or since. Wedding - writing dinner.When the bill was sent to General Lavelle, the general who came from an ordinary family was completely stiff and his eyes were straightened.

His Majesty watched General Lavelle's reaction from the sidelines, laughing muffledly.

He comforted his general: "It's okay, Lavelle, this small amount of money is nothing to the Highfield family."

——This small amount of money is roughly equivalent to the general's 40-year salary (before tax).

General Lavelle once again had a deep understanding of what a capitalist is, but he still asked rather distrustfully, "Really?"

"Yes." His Majesty the Emperor nodded with a smile.

"That's right, General Lavelle." The general's personal AI added in a timely manner, "The wedding expenses account for about half a year's income of the Highfield family. And His Majesty is worried that you will accuse him of misusing public funds. 60% of the wedding expenses are paid by the Highfield family. borne."

In other words, the total expenditure will be increased by [-]%.His Majesty the General almost slipped away with oil on his feet, and was pinned on a chair by His Majesty Highfield.

"Why spend 30 years of my salary for dinner with a group of people I at least [-]% don't know!" protested General Lavelle.

"This is not just dinner, Lavelle." His Majesty Highfield said with a low smile, and bent down to kiss General Lavelle's eyes, "This is our wedding."

"...I thought buying a ring would be enough???" General Lavelle was dying.

"If it weren't for your insistence on omitting many steps in the middle, a meal wouldn't cost so much." His Majesty the Emperor said with a smile. "No way, now we can only embed gold in the dishes. We must earn enough face for them."

——They are the elders who bear the other [-]% of the wedding expenses.Since he really couldn't afford so much money, General Lavelle lost his confidence and finally gave up struggling.

The food must be inlaid with gold, and as the host, it is even more important to be courteous.The Council of Presbyterians had sent a probationary lady from the Ministry of the Interior to instruct and correct General Lavelle's etiquette—the general fell asleep after half an hour of trial teaching.

His Majesty Highfield can only take the initiative to accept this difficult task.But as expected of an old man, General Lavelle really (barely) did not fall asleep again.His Majesty the Emperor didn't teach much. He asked Edward to take a few photos in front of the general, with the names and identities of these people attached: "Except for these people, you can ignore them and let me deal with them."

Another part of good etiquette is what to wear on the night of the banquet.The tailor of the Interior Office started to make the gown four months ago, and the modification time took about half a month of General Lavelle's working time.

But fortunately, the general didn't pay much attention to his clothes, as long as they fit well, so the work went smoothly, and the officials of the Interior Office breathed a sigh of relief as long as the rules of etiquette and His Majesty's personal aesthetics had to be met.

The most difficult job was finally handed over to His Majesty Highfield.In fact, His Majesty himself requested to complete it himself, and everyone was very happy to see it accomplished.Because it does take (a lot of) courage to put on makeup for the General.

"Actually, you don't need to comb your hair so meticulously, Lavelle." His Majesty's voice was quite helpless, "Your bangs will look good when you put them down."

General Lavelle raised his eyebrows and said, "Really? Wouldn't it be impolite?"

His Majesty Highfield laughed and combed his bangs for his general.

"If you can't let you attend your wedding in the most beautiful appearance, what kind of etiquette do you need?"

"You don't blush when you say these words, Highfield." General Lavelle said quickly, "Shut up."

His Majesty the Emperor accepted it as soon as he saw it, and he kept his mouth shut.

There are still two hours before the banquet begins.General Lavelle used to be a straight man who never learned how to make up.For His Majesty the Emperor's personal care, the General also wanted to reciprocate, but the only thing he could do was to tie His Majesty's hair.

So the general decided to give His Majesty a slightly different braid.

"Lavelle, do you want to weave a twist for me?"

"I don't mind twisting your brain nerves, what do you think?"

Since General Lavelle does not have the ability to appreciate His Majesty's "with or without makeup" makeup, after staring at His Majesty Highfield's face for 5 minutes without seeing any difference, His Excellency went around to His Majesty Highfield Behind him, he decisively untied His Majesty's own tied hair.

His Majesty Highfield's waist-length hair spread out like a waterfall.Through the mirror, His Majesty saw that his general had a serious expression and acted decisively, with a kind of rigor and agility in commanding the battlefield.

His Majesty laughed heartlessly.

But General Lavelle was immersed in His Majesty's hair as if immersed in research, so he was unmoved.

General Lavelle looked very charming with a serious expression on his face.His Majesty Highfield gradually suppressed his laughter, and only stared silently at his general's face in the mirror.

His general was a very serious man, with a braid carefully tied, and a serious expression on his face, as if he was holding an oath instead of his hair.

General Lavelle is proficient in his business and moves quickly.His Majesty Highfield saw that his hair was tied up similar to the way he used to be when he was in military school, but the ponytail was put down and tied into his hair.General Lavelle actually made a short twist for him, and finally tied a bow with a ribbon.

The straight male general can tie bows well.

His Majesty the Emperor turned his head and raised his face slightly.He grabbed General Lavelle's tie, and in this general's bent posture, he kissed General Lavelle a tasteless kiss.

"Thank you."

He said.

Although His Majesty didn't pay much attention to his own face (in General Lavelle's opinion), he seemed 12 serious about his general, sparing no effort to open the door to a new world for the general.General Lavelle was full of instinctive fear of the things pasted on his face, and his body was so frightened that he froze and did not dare to move.

Probably the frightened look of the General hit His Majesty the Emperor's smile.His Majesty Highfield pressed his lips tightly and endured for a long time, but in the end he couldn't hold back a burst of laughter, and boldly ignored General Lavelle's glaring gaze, leaning on his thighs and bending over while laughing.

General Lavelle opened his mouth, which was a posture ready to swear.However, it should be because he was afraid that something strange would fall off his face, the general had no choice but to restrain himself in scolding: "Shut up! Highfield!"

This time, His Majesty didn't do what the General wanted, and he didn't stop until he had enough laughter. When he looked up, he saw General Lavelle's face flushed.Seeing him raise his head, General Lavelle simply closed his eyes.

His Majesty Highfield immediately knelt down in a squatting position, put his hands on General Lavelle's knees, and said softly: "It's my fault, Lavelle, but you looked so cute just now, I can't bear it." live."

On the big day of the wedding, His Majesty the General tried hard not to get angry with His Majesty, but he laughed so hard that he turned into anger from embarrassment.At this moment, the scarlet color on General Lavelle's face hadn't faded, he was so angry that he slightly turned his head away, and closed his eyes tightly without looking at His Majesty.His Majesty the Emperor knew he was in the wrong, so he could only coax and deceive with sweet words, and finally bowed his body and kissed General Lavelle's lips over and over again.

"I was wrong, Lavelle, don't be angry, okay? Forgive me?"

The author has something to say: It’s decided, the lucky kid I picked up and beat tonight is Highfield

Write a fart, you can coax it yourself, I am going to bed, and if this posture develops, the wedding will need at least [-] words, bah

☆、No.20 seven pieces

His Excellency the General gave him a stern look in response.

"If it's a little later, it will be too late—forgive me in advance, and stay angry after the banquet is over, okay, Lavelle?"

"Okay." General Lavelle gave His Majesty a condescending look, and replied very readily. "We'll settle the score later."

Forgiveness can also be paid in advance, and anger can also be paid. His Majesty Highfield is indeed a rare thick-skinned in the empire. He can even do this kind of thing, and he has no idol burden at all.

The cheeky emperor continued to apply makeup to his generals.Start with the brows.

General Lavelle's slender and raised eyebrows were outlined by him, making them appear sharper.The emperor is a scheming dog, and when they put on eye makeup, the two of them were very close, their breaths fell on each other's faces, with a lingering damp heat.

Looking at the entire empire, if there is anyone who can face the seduction of His Majesty Highfield, the flower of the empire, ///, it can only be General Lavelle.

But at this moment—perhaps on this important day, even General Lavelle couldn't control his tenderness, His Majesty Highfield's soft hair fell on his neck, and the smell on His Majesty Highfield's body always made General Lavelle feel relieved and his blood boiled The sweetness of the powder is completely covered.General Lavelle's eyelashes were trembling slightly, and he bit his lip.

His general closed his eyes as the nib brushed his skin.His Majesty smiled slyly, and the strokes in his hand were unusually slow, but because his general was a layman, his body was stiff and motionless, and he didn't even dare to approach his brows easily.

He traced the outline of General Lavelle's eyebrows bit by bit, and the eyebrow pencil fell down with real feeling, as if he was not drawing eyebrows, but drawing a heart.

But General Lavelle couldn't see the affection in his eyes, he just felt that he was walking patiently on the verge of overdrawing, the wedding bonus entered the countdown, and His Majesty the Emperor was very skilled, so he picked up the pen and backed away at the last second while pinching the BUFF.

"The eyebrows are done, do you want to see them, Lavelle?"

"No. Is it over?"

Just as he couldn't tell that His Majesty the Emperor had painted the same makeup as he didn't, the straight male general couldn't appreciate the affection hidden under the eyebrow pencil of His Majesty Highfield.However, after hearing that the eye makeup needs to be "pasted a large circle around the eyes", he was so frightened that he wanted to pee, but was barely stopped by His Majesty Highfield with his physical strength.

"The painting is all done." His Majesty Highfield is well versed in the golden words of advice, "Persist a little longer, and the painting will be finished soon."

General Lavelle was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. He was full of distrust towards His Majesty, and his eyes were extremely wary, which broke His Majesty's glass heart.

"Are you sure you didn't take advantage of today to amuse me deliberately, Highfield?"

His Majesty the Emperor was very sad: "Am I this kind of person in your eyes, Lavelle?"

His general replied without hesitation: You are.

"..."

Although the emperor himself has lost trust with the general, the golden sentence still plays a role.General Lavelle was reluctantly pushed back on the chair, and the emperor approached again in that unserious posture.

This is the best posture to take advantage of. General Lavelle couldn't hide his disgust, but he was still honest.But this time, His Majesty the Emperor didn't ask his general to close his eyes again, and the pen dipped in eyeliner just poked straight at the eyes.The general is wise and powerful, but he is also a human being, so his body shrank instinctively.

Highfield held cosmetics as if he was holding a cat teasing stick, and poked his marriage partner's big holes all over his body. He didn't know what was wrong and whether it could be cured.General Lavelle was particularly dissatisfied. After violently suppressing a dishonest emperor, the unruly couple stepped on a precarious progress bar to complete a full set of eye makeup - General Lavelle firmly rejected false eyelashes (even if they are False eyelashes can be done and used for a long time to make them look real).His Majesty Highfield is a craftsman, and after putting on makeup, his general's cornflower-colored pupils look even more watery, as if they were two condensed gemstones.

His Majesty was very satisfied, so His Majesty stood up straight and clapped his hands.

But this time, the straight male general found a blind spot, and His Majesty manipulated his entire face except for his lips.Straight men and technical nerds such as General Lavelle also know that girls will always have a variety of lipsticks (the general thinks they are all the same color) in their bags. His Majesty Highfield, the flower of the empire, has no reason to ignore this part.

"Huh? What's the matter Lavelle?"

His Majesty the Emperor was born with red lips, which looked alluring and affectionate.And General Lavelle's lips are a bit dull, and it looks even more mean when paired with a cold mouth.I painted a beaming (general's language) makeup but left out the meanest part of this face, the general was a little unhappy.

"...lips, no need...?"

When the general spoke hesitantly, His Majesty Highfield happened to be drinking water. Turning around, the General saw His Majesty's wet lips like dewy roses blooming under the moonlight.

A secret consensus among the top military officials is: when a general starts to be arrogant, coax him or avoid him.

Few people dare to coax the only general in the empire, but fortunately, the general is almost not arrogant at work, and colleagues are considered to be in peace.

But His Majesty the Emperor is like an unrestrained fool, he can always step on the general's mines accurately when he is having fun, so he has to coax them back one by one.

The old man has deep feelings, His Majesty is not afraid to coax his wife, and has a lot of experience, so it can be seen at a glance that his general is not happy.

"You misunderstood Lavelle." His Majesty Highfield said solemnly, "I am preparing for the last step."

His general glanced at him.

"I thought for a long time what shade of lipstick would go with you—and then I realized there was only one."

"You don't need to tell me this, Highfield, I don't understand anyway."

"You must understand this."

His Majesty the Emperor smiled very proudly.

"It's my kiss."

His Majesty Highfield's wet lips were indeed like roses.General Lavelle could hardly tell whether he was kissing a flower or a butterfly.

"It's just not very long-lasting, remember to touch up makeup at any time."

The author has something to say: The straight man's father caught blind with makeup, all relying on scribbling, beauty bloggers can't save me

I haven't finished writing yet. Is it finished? How many words do you need to get married? ? ? ?

I can't do the review. I can't understand a single word when I open the book.

[One second before turning off the computer, I found a typo... The author is indeed an engineering student, and this typo is too engineering, I was wrong]

☆、No.20 seven pieces

The majestic emperor of the Milky Way Empire is not only shameless, but also a rogue, old and unruly.When he giggled and pulled his general out of the room, the royal affairs officer was going to be bald outside, and hurriedly led the two fathers to the hall.

The Highfield family is rich in their ancestors, and the castle used for vacation is built like a maze. If no one leads them, they will probably get lost.There was wind at the officer's feet, and the two male protagonists were still bickering behind their backs, not knowing who was going to get married.

The emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuch is in a hurry. It can be said that it is a saying tailored for this majesty.The official felt that he was the eunuch who was anxious to get angry in the ancient earth period, and the two masters behind him were not in a hurry, calmer than any one in this house.

"Blame you." The only general in the empire said, "During your time."

The person next to the general had an out-of-the-ordinary smile, not at all like an emperor: "This is slander, Lavelle—but what you said is also reasonable. You are so good-looking, you shouldn't let them see it."

"Really?" General Lavelle braked immediately upon hearing this, "Then tell them that the wedding has been cancelled."

Before the emperor could answer, the officer was so frightened that he slipped his foot and almost fell to the ground, but was grabbed by the arm by the quick-acting General, and dragged back abruptly.

The officer's face turned pale: "General...are you kidding me...?"

General Lavelle is a good man, "He was a bit serious at first," His Majesty Highfield had already answered for his general, "Your reaction can only be a joke."

"You're the only one with a mouth, Highfield, and talk all day long."

The general snorted coldly, and the officer turned his life-saving eyes to His Majesty the Emperor.

"Okay, okay, I scared the kids." His Majesty Highfield took this look and mercilessly took advantage of it.But there's nothing shameful about being taken advantage of by the emperor, as long as you can keep your job, the affairs officer doesn't mind being a junior, so you can be His Majesty's grandson.

Obviously, General Lavelle did not intend to pick up a grandson for nothing. His Majesty said so, and the general also gave him face. He walked away as soon as he raised his long legs.The two big men walked fast, their mouths were not idle, and they were not afraid of choking on the wind while walking so fast.The clerk was silently amazed in his heart, staring at his watch and secretly wiped off his cold sweat.

It was just in time when they finally reached the hall, through the winding corridors of the Highfield house.The clerk ran all the way sweating, and the two fathers who had mixed up with the military school behind him looked like they had come back from a walk in the garden, as if it wasn't the two of them running gracefully in the corridor just now.

His Majesty Highfield thoughtfully straightened General Lavelle's clothes, and re-tied the general's bow tie.He was wearing a bow tie and whispering in his general's ear, laughing lowly from time to time, and then the general gave him a merciless look.

These two people were so bored that there was no one else around, the clerk ate a big mouthful of royal dog food and choked speechlessly.I can only deceive myself and stare at the time displayed on the terminal on my wrist, pretending that nothing happened.

A few steps forward is the stairs, the emperor is smiling and gossiping with the general, such as who’s who ran back and forth for three months in order to get a seat downstairs, which table was snatched away .

The general is obsessed with scientific research and doesn't care about such things at all, but the gossip is more interesting to listen to, with a mocking expression on his face from time to time.

His Majesty Highfield saw that his general listened with enthusiasm, and sold the Presbyterian Church, not to mention Doriso.It's just that the civil affairs officer is suffering, and he trembles when he hears the secrets of the major families, for fear of being killed.

Hurry up and hurry along the way, and now life begins to feel like years again.After finally waiting for the master of ceremonies to finish his speech, the secretary straightened his body as if he had been shot with an injection: "Please, Your Majesty, General."

"It's finally time for us to perform, isn't it?" General Lavelle still kept his sarcasm on his big day, but His Majesty Highfield thanked him.

The affairs officer watched as the first husband and wife of the empire joined hands, walked forward according to the rehearsal amid the tidal applause of the guests downstairs, stood in the corridor and waved to the guests, and then walked down the stairs on the other side.

It wasn't until the figures of the two fathers disappeared from sight as planned that the affairs officer breathed a sigh of relief.

When it came to practice, it was indeed more nervous than imagined. General Lavelle's fingers on His Majesty's wrist shrank slightly. This detail was captured by His Majesty Highfield. , clapped Lord General's hand.

"..."

If it wasn't for the public and serious occasion, General Lavelle could hardly control his mouth and blurted out: "You are really skilled, Highfield, isn't this your first marriage?"

It is obvious that His Majesty Highfield has rich experience in going through the motions under the watchful eyes of everyone, so he is naturally able to handle it with ease.But today is not for coping, as the protagonist, he is even more excited.The affection in His Majesty's eyes couldn't be hidden, and it fell on his general generously.General Lavelle's cheeks were hot from the sight, his eyelids were half closed, and his lips were slightly pursed.

"This is our wedding," His Majesty Highfield said in a voice that could only be heard by his generals. "Isn't it normal to be nervous, Lavelle?"

His general's body shook slightly.

Your Majesty is used to being lawless, so it doesn't feel rude to whisper your ears in public, on the contrary, it seems that the two of them are deeply affectionate and sweet.

After a circle of compliments, the next is the speech session of the two newcomers.This was finally preserved after repeated bargaining with the General, otherwise the simple and rude General Lavelle could really come up with a wedding where the exchange of a ring is over.

His Majesty the Emperor spoke first. According to the routine, he should have prepared a lot of love words, so General Lavelle, like the student at the bottom of the roster, was not too nervous.

"Thank you all for coming to witness the most important moment in my life. I won't say much about the polite words. I have lived to this day and said a lot of nonsense. My general has never liked me very much, so I didn't do what he wanted today. , prepare for a long speech."

He smiled narrowly, looking at his general.In the good-natured laughter, the only general of the empire blushed.

"I haven't had many wishes. To be with you is my greatest wish. Today I finally have a new wish. Only you can fulfill this wish for me, Lavelle."

His Majesty Highfield looked around and made a silent gesture.Then he leaned forward and pressed it against his general's ear, his voice was soft and low, like a cello, gentle and distant.

"I want to call your name like this forever, I want all of your eternity, I wish I could just be with you like this, and grow old with just one look.

"I know you never promise the future, just like what we said before, you just promise me all today."

His general stood on the spot, motionless, and came over for a while, until his waist felt a little sore, and then his general said.

"I promise you."

As thin-skinned as General Lavelle, he should have found a way to exit after His Majesty's love words attack.His Majesty Highfield is well aware of his wife's temper, and he has already typed up the manuscript.But General Lavelle, uncharacteristically, first looked at him, then turned to face the guest—or to some place or person.

"Meeting him was completely accidental." His general said, "I chose Kurdenin not to become a soldier, and I chose to become a soldier because I met him in Kurdenin. If there is no destiny, then we have chosen each other. destiny."

It dawned on him.

"Originally there was no suffering, but we chose each other to have suffering.

"I know you're going to ask me, if that's the case, if I haven't regretted—"

His general's eyes were as calm as the sea, and he was looking into the distant past across time, and he couldn't help holding his general's hand.

"I've thought about it and hesitated for a long time. But I think, if there is such a person in this world, it must be this person..."

General Lavelle turned around.It was rare for his general to look at him with such seriousness.

"Hayfield, I am willing to be your scabbard."

He half knelt down, and as emperor, he could kiss the back of his general's hand like a knight.

"--My pleasure."

The author has something to say: Married! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

It's so cheap that it can't be added, it's almost finished (Stop Lao Xi!!!!!!!!!)

Theoretically, the first volume of the pill is finished here!Originally, my lover Fang Fang said that I would write about the wedding night... I went to ask her what kind of wedding night she wanted to see (.)

It’s actually [Elegant Race Walk] (Laughing dead on the hillside.jpg)

Is there anything else you want to say? It’s gone. Just fill in the previous pits and open the second volume. I really don’t want to fill in the pits, and I’m afraid that if you don’t fill them in, you won’t be able to understand what’s going on in the second volume. I’m so tired.

☆、No.15 fragments

Although General Lavelle has never been particularly interested in furry animals, he seems to be at odds with this black cat, but that didn't stop His Majesty from taking the cat home. He only emphasized that he would wash it off before going to bed at night. , If you see a hair, let him sleep in the study by himself.

His Majesty fully agreed.

On the shuttle sent by the Interior Office to pick up His Majesty the Emperor and His Excellency the General, His Majesty Highfield held the cat in his arms, rubbing it back and forth with the cat in a nondescript manner.Lavelle sat on a sofa that was completely separated from His Majesty, reviewing the military documents without saying a word.

If it weren't for the general's request, the entire shuttle had no other living people except the two of them, and AI was used for its services. If it is not complete, some people will think that the general and His Majesty are in a cold war, or think a little more crookedly, for example, the general is jealous, or the general Fall out of favor.

"Yes, Ravel."

"kindness?"

The general didn't even look at him, obviously not interested in a man who was addicted to sucking cats.But fortunately, His Majesty the Emperor doesn't mind this much, probably because he is used to being disliked.

"I plan to keep it forever, you come and give it a name."

After His Majesty finished speaking, General Lavelle raised his eyes condescendingly, and glanced at His Majesty Highfield who was a table away.His Majesty's black cat was currently lying on His Majesty Highfield's shoulder, rubbing His Majesty's cheek from time to time.

"Why did you ask me to name your cat?"

His general frowned slightly.

"Isn't it good?" His Majesty Highfield smiled, "I think this can enhance the relationship between you."

General Lavelle said in his heart that I have a fart bond with your cat, and I guess your cat probably doesn't want to bond with me too much.

"..." General Lavelle curled his lips, "I don't have much research on naming, so you should do it."

Normally, at such a time, His Majesty Highfield would accept it as soon as he saw it, and give the cat a cute and pleasant name.But today the emperor suddenly turned into a naive ghost, determined to ask his general to name his cat.

"...What crazy Highfield did you smoke today." General Lavelle grumbled, "Okay."

As soon as his general's wrist was retracted, the documents floating in mid-air disappeared instantly.General Lavelle stood up, walked to His Majesty Highfield, stretched out his hand and tapped the black cat's head with his fingertips.

One person and one cat don't see each other very well, but this moment is surprisingly peaceful.The black cat didn't seem to be disgusted by the general's touch, and raised its head to touch the general's fingers with its nose.

The cat's nose is a little wet, and it feels subtle and indescribable when it touches the fingertips.

"It's okay to let me name it, but no matter what name I choose, you can't change it. So you still want me to name it?"

"...you don't know those weird names, do you, Lavelle?"

His general scoffed.

"Since you have a guilty conscience, get up on your own, and don't bother me."

But the emperor was really a stubborn person, and he would never take back what he said easily, so he picked up the cat as if dying: "No, I promise you, Lavelle. Please give it a name."

The emperor's black cat also meowed in response.

Mr. General was so annoyed by this person and cat, he could only scratch his hair, thought for a while, and said.

"It's Takagi."

The black cat meowed long and tiredly in His Majesty Highfield's arms.

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Hyosung: Journey of [-] million light years

"Ravel."

He turned a deaf ear to a series of warnings of enemy attacks.

"Ravel."

The dark blue armor shell was reflected in purple by the flames from the explosion of the tracking missile.He supported the console with one hand, with a calm expression, without the slightest nervousness.A buzzer suddenly sounded in the cockpit, and then a translucent figure suddenly appeared in front of him.Another missile almost exploded close to the mecha, and he even smiled. He smiled at the virtual projection, his eyes seemed soothing and peaceful.

"Hayfield..." Projection lowered his head and sighed, "I haven't settled with you for being lazy, what's the big deal to call me out now? Don't tell me you're afraid, Although I am like this now, I still have ways to beat you."

Under the silver-blue light, Lavelle was wearing their wedding uniform, and the "Morning Bird" on his chest was about to fly.

He blinked, and his smile deepened: "Lavel, as far as I know, although you have been threatening to beat me, you have never actually done it..."

"Oh?" Projection raised his chin, "It seems that you look down on my threats, Highfield."

"No, no, how could it be." He smiled and waved his hands, "I was very concerned about your threats, so I tried my best not to challenge the bottom line of your anger point. And the time you were the most angry... didn't want to beat me mean."

The projection was tilted to the head, probably recalling it, and after a while, he said, "It seems to be like this in my impression——what do you want to do?"

"I want to see you," he said, "just to see you."

His tone was so persistent.The projection was silent for a while: "It's just a matter of life and death—just don't repeat it. How pitiful you are to the AI, Highfield."

"Don't keep emphasizing that you're an AI now to repeatedly deny the fact that you're there."

He smiled softly.

"But I'm an AI now." The projector spread his hands, "There is no substance—even if there is, it's just a system that you can't feel even if it dissipates heat."

"Why do you only say such heartless things to me?"

He smiled bitterly.

Projection is a matter of course.

"I talk to everyone in this straightforward way, okay? Because you are the only one who cares about what I say, Highfield."

"Won't the system warn you that the AI ​​shouldn't speak like this?"

"I am the system itself, not restricted by the rules." Projection raised his eyebrows, "Besides, what is wrong with AI if I tell the truth?"

"Emotional intelligence is indeed as low as AI—" he said sternly.

"..."

"Not even Edward."

Projection was silent for a while, then suddenly showed a disgusted expression: "Oh Highfield, did you call me out just to bicker with me?"

"That's really the main reason."

He laughed happily again.

"I'm at peace when I'm talking to you."

Projection nodded understandingly: "Then your main goal has been achieved. I understand that you have a lot of fluctuations in your heart when you want to fight with your own nephew. Well - don't be afraid, if you are afraid, you can run faster, you have this authority .”

The projected tone and smile mocked.

"The acceleration system is such a good mech that the entire galaxy