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The Duke of Oran was dressed in a dark blue handmade suit, with a strong and burly body as straight as a pine. When he strode down the ivory rock corridor of the Administrative Palace, he was like a lion breaking into a no-man's land.

Arrogant, calm, steady and confident.

Although the Duke only brought an accompanying secretary and did not put on airs, the staff still spontaneously moved out of the way, and couldn't help watching him go away with reverence and admiration.

In the military situation room, Raphael I was casually listening to Winston, the deputy commander-in-chief of the Imperial Army, making a report.When the Duke of Oran opened the door and entered, his spirit was lifted immediately, he put aside the Marquis of Winston, and smiled charmingly at the Duke.

"Our chief of staff is finally here."

"Please forgive me for being late, Your Majesty, gentlemen." The Duke of Oran bowed gracefully. "The last meeting delayed me a little. I hope I didn't delay you too long."

"For a while, I don't think it will delay the military situation on the front line." Marquis Winston said with a half-smile, "After all, thanks to your son, we have just defeated the Cruvia rebels and their morale has been boosted. Even The Pope, who has been pretending to be deaf and dumb, finally spoke and urged us to negotiate peace."

"The fruits of victory belong to the soldiers of the whole army, and belong to His Majesty." The Duke of Oran said in an official tone skillfully. "The dog is just a lucky young soldier. It is his honor to be able to serve the empire."

"You are always so strict with Leon, Anthony." Emperor Raphael smiled, "It's a pity that the battle was so chaotic and happened too quickly that there was no video. I really regret that I couldn't watch the whole process .However, according to reports from the military department, Leon personally played a vital role in it. I will reward him well!"

"I thank you on his behalf, Your Majesty." The Duke opened the folder and photon board. "So, shall we begin?"

Officials from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs began to report on the preparations for the peace talks.

Just four days after the K-17 counterattack incident, when the military intelligence bureaus of all countries were still racking their brains to obtain the records of that battle, Pope Alfonso III finally expressed his gratitude to the civil war in the Byron Empire attitude.

"Under the light of the Holy Lord, there should be no more innocent casualties. You are brothers and compatriots of a country. Please sit down and enter into peace talks, and strive to reach a consensus in a peaceful way..."

Raphael scoffed at the peace talks.His conditions were on the table from the start of the war: Cruvia would renounce independence and be recognized as part of the Byronian Empire.Louis must bow down to Raphael I, recognize the legal status of the emperor, and withdraw all charges against Raphael.

Lewis said he could withdraw the patricide charges against Rafael, but would not recognize the legality of his inheritance.Instead, he demanded autonomy for Kruvia.

"Louis doesn't need to return to the imperial capital." Rafael said coldly, "but he must accept my supervision. If Cruvia is still autonomous in the end, what is the difference from independence? I will never allow such a split in our The Age of Reign Happened!"

Both brothers scoffed at each other's offer.This is obviously going to be an extremely difficult peace talk.

"I must advise you, Your Majesty." The Duke of Oran said, "Although we are currently in a favorable military situation, and the possibility of major and full-line battles in the future is not high, the consumption of local battles is still the same. Amazing. Whether it's armaments or personnel..."

"Is the Duke working for the chief treasurer?" Marquis Winston mocked, "There has never been a situation where the victor has backed down in the peace talks. Your behavior will only make the empire be discriminated against and ridiculed, and it will encourage Louis's arrogant attitude." arrogance!"

"I just think about it from the people's point of view." The Duke of Oran's stern face was full of hostility, "From the people's point of view, this is a war between royal brothers. They don't have the motivation to fight for it. And Pat just slaughtered thousands of civilians who didn't fight!"

The Marquis of Winston blushed and said roughly: "The matter of Colonel Pat is still inconclusive, Duke. The Military Medical Department has examined him and thinks he may have been poisoned..."

"Whether it's poisoned or cursed," the Duke interrupted Winston with a sneer on his face, "the civilians who died under his guns will not come back to life. K-17 star He almost fell into the hands of the rebels again because of his fault."

"But we are the victor after all!" Some officials supported the Marquis of Winston.

"However, the massacre of civilians has caused the people of Kruvia to have serious resistance to the empire. At this time, if we express a little bit of guilt and humility..."

The two factions headed by the Duke of Oran and the Marquis of Winston took over the leader's words and rushed to the front of the debate, arguing fiercely.

Raphael is used to this situation.

Normally, Raphael would hint to the Duke of Oran to be a little humble to Winston.But since the incident with Colonel Pat, the emperor slapped the marquis for his generosity, and slapped it back on his face.The emperor became furious and had no good looks towards Winston.

The prestige of Marquis Winston, the elder of the three dynasties, and his affection with the emperor were all shattered by Pat's wild laughter.

"Are you happy?" After the meeting, Raphael left the Duke of Oran behind, "You have won again, my dear cousin. I have clearly hinted at Winston, and I hope that he can , to retire and provide for the elderly. Among the ministers who will take his place, you have the greatest hope."

The Duke of Oran bowed and stood beside the emperor: "Win this game in such a way, Your Majesty, I feel that my victory is stained with the blood of the common people, and I cannot be happy."

"You always tell me what you mean, Anthony." Raphael laughed.

The Duke of Oran smiled lightly and bowed again to pay tribute.

Raphael stared fascinatedly at the Duke's handsome and thin side face, breathed the cigar-scented Alpha pheromone from his body, and said in a hoarse voice, "You're always avoiding me."

"On the contrary, Your Majesty." The Duke of Oran said, "I still have a lot of documents that need your approval, and I have been waiting for you to summon me for many days."

"I'm not talking about official business." Raphael raised his hand and gently grabbed the tie hanging from the neckline of the Duke's suit, "Privately, you always avoid me. Since I took the throne, you have become more and more respectful to me." The colder you are, Anthony..."

"This is unique, Your Majesty. My loyalty and admiration to you..."

Raphael tugged on the duke's tie: "I know you have someone, Anthony."

The Duke of Oran's face was calm and unwavering, maintaining a bowed posture.

"You handled it very cleanly, without leaving any breath. But I can still see it." Raphael showed a look of disgust, "Your eyes are soft, like the land that has finally thawed. Your brows are stretched." , in a good mood. This is the expression of a man whose body is satisfied. I am very familiar with it!"

"You are careful, Your Majesty." The Duke of Oran said calmly, "I will indeed find a partner in private. I am a man with normal needs."

"An Omega?" Raphael raised his eyebrows, staring at every subtle expression of the Duke, "A man, right? You like to conquer men. Is he good at that? Even a man like you can be with him be satisfied..."

"Your Majesty, please forgive me for not being able to share more of my private life with you." The Duke pulled the tie out of Raphael's hand and straightened up, "If you can focus on me on dealing with these piles of official documents, I will Will be grateful."

Raphael chuckled, but didn't show much displeasure.

"Leave the official document, I will approve it as soon as possible."

The Duke of Oran bowed, ready to retreat.The chamberlain had already opened the door of the meeting room, and the Duke's secretary was waiting outside.

"Where's your original secretary?" Raphael suddenly asked, "I don't remember what it's called. He's tall and has a lively smile, the one that the ladies like very much."

"Leah?" the Duke of Oran said calmly, "He went to Magdeburg instead of me and sent something to Leon."

"Father's heart." Raphael smiled, and waved the Duke of Oran to step back.

Gercia stood outside the sentry post of the Magdeburg Military Region, with an outstanding demeanor, calmly facing the gazes from all directions.

Those fiery gazes were really not for him—although Gercia was a man with a handsome figure and a handsome face, and he couldn't tell his age.But the baby behind him is more than a hundred times more dazzling than him.

It was a silver-white sports car pod.Military-grade, four-wheel drive, dual-core machine, and has three modes of water, land and air.

Such a custom-made shuttle from the manufacturer is worth at least 2000 million yuan. It appears in such a barbaric and rough place like Magdeburg, just like throwing cash on the street, which is enough to attract all the attention within a radius of one kilometer.

A blond young man in a military uniform strode out from the sentry post. When he looked up, he was dazzled by the dazzling sports car opposite, and almost tripped over the threshold.

"I'm so proud of you, little jelly bean!" Gercia stretched out her arms and happily gave the young man a firm hug.

"Dad!" Leon complained in a low voice.

"Don't worry, they won't hear you." Gercia smiled and looked at his son, "Have you grown taller again, Jelly Bean? You've got a lot of tan."

Leon can't help but laugh: "I'm 21, Dad. I'm not going to grow any taller."

"I was only 21 years old, and I won the Ziyun Medal!" Gercia looked at the medal on Leon's chest, "When your father won this medal, he was almost 60 years old. You are better than him, my son!"

"Because I have my father and you paving the way and dedicating for me." Leon looked at his biological father tenderly, full of gratitude, "I have a different starting point from my father. I took advantage of it. If my grades cannot surpass him, Then I'm a piece of shit."

"Your modesty is really flattering, Major General." Gercia said with a smile, "Come on, take me around in the shuttle. This is a gift specially made for you by your father."

Leon also felt that by continuing to park this sports car at the gate of the military, the Cruvia army could bomb the military headquarters based on positioning it.For the safety of the military region, it really needs to be transferred immediately.

As for Gercia, if people can't let people see this luxury car, isn't the painstaking efforts of the loving fathers in vain?So obeying his father's order, Leon bit the bullet, drove the shuttle away from the military area, and drove along the bustling streets, flashing the eyes of passers-by along the way. .

"21-year-old lieutenant colonel!" Gercia repeated proudly, "and no one can question your merit. This is something that my father and I never thought of before!"

"My meritorious service is not mine alone." Leon showed a warm smile, lowering his head like a shy boy who thought of his lover, "If it weren't for Ian, you should be attending my meeting with your father right now. Funeral — not even my body in the coffin."

"I knew that Father Mitchell was your guardian angel." Gercia said with emotion, "So, do you have contraception?"

The shuttle slammed to the brakes, almost throwing Gercia, who was not wearing a seat belt, out the front window.A land vehicle behind almost rear-ended, the driver was so angry that he honked his horn!

"Calm down, son!" Gercia laughed.

"Dad!" Leon blushed with embarrassment, "How could you..."

"May I ask you this question?" Gercia said confidently, "You were born to me, boy. In my eyes, you will always be exactly the same as when you were born—naked, without any secrets!"

Leon was sweating on his forehead and rubbing the center of his brows.

The shuttle continued to move forward.

"So, you did, right?" Gercia squinted at her son.

Leon was so embarrassed that he ignored him at all.

"I knew it!" Gercia was ecstatic, as if he had won a million lottery, "I knew it when I saw your face just now. You have grown up, my little lion. The temperament in your eyebrows is already a You are a mature man. Although you have always been a stable and good young man, when a man is still a chicken, his temperament is still a little weak. But now you—"

Gercia happily patted his son on the shoulder: "You are a qualified lion, young man. Go and use your mighty and majestic strength to conquer those lionesses—or in your case, you only need to conquer Mitch Father Alone!"

The corner of Leon's mouth twitched: "Thanks...thank you, Dad."

Gercia: "I can't wait to tell your father that our son is finally no longer a chicken!"

Leon: "...please...don't mention that word again!"

"Oh, didn't the process go smoothly?" Gercia immediately became nervous, "It's all your father's fault. He always puts on airs and refuses to give you a little detailed guidance, which makes you behave abnormally when you are in battle... ..."

"I didn't perform abnormally!" Leon finally roared, suppressing his biological father's chatter, "I performed superbly, and Ian will definitely never forget it! If there is a selection for this matter, I can win a gold medal. Are you satisfied?"

"Then you really forgot to use contraception?" Gercia worried, "Oh my god! I have to tell Anthony that we are going to be grandfathers ahead of time..."

"Of course I have contraception!" Leon roared, "Of course I want to have a child with Ian, but the timing is wrong now. We are still young, and the war is not over yet... In short, Dad, please don't guess. Everything is fine!"

"Okay, okay!" Gercia shrugged, "Anyway, Ian didn't shoot your dog's head off afterward, so I assume you two are together now?"

Leon was silent.

"What's the matter, Leon?" Gercia finally became serious.

"It's all old contradictions." Leon pursed his lips, as if he was seriously savoring the sweetness and bitterness on the tip of his tongue.

"The closer we get, the more he feels guilty...I don't want to cause him pain, Dad. Especially now that we're bonded and empathetic. I can feel his emotions. It feels pretty good sometimes. I know His true feelings for me. But..."

"But he also felt that the deeper his feelings for you, the more guilty and sad he felt." Gercia said.

"Yes." Leon smiled wryly, looking out of the car window.

"I don't blame him for being stubborn. He never was. He was brought up that way. In fact, it is because of his high beliefs that he is such a pure, kind, brave and selfless person. I can enjoy it. It’s good for him. It’s just that my pursuit will eventually conflict with his belief.”

"You can try to change him," Gercia said.

"I know," said Leon, "but I don't want to, Dad. I don't want to change him into what I like because I love him. It's selfish. And I love his stubbornness and pedantry, love He was obviously moved, but he still desperately rejected me. He has always been my old-fashioned and nagging little teacher, my suffering, and my laurel crown..."

Gercia sighed deeply: "I want to laugh at you for being a dick...but I feel very relieved. You are not only mature in body, but also in heart, child. It is easy to love, but it is very difficult to respect and tolerate .There are many people who can't do it in their lifetime."

"Ian has changed a lot for me." Leon smiled softly, "He even let me have him, isn't this his biggest change and the most generous dedication to me?"

"Yes." Gercia said cautiously, "Remember my words, son. If you want to be happy, you have only one way for Ian?"

"Respect and tolerance?"

"Stalker!" said Gercia.

Leon: "..."

The author has something to say: Ian didn't make an appearance today.

But the dialogue between Dad and Gouzi is very touching.Dogs are good dogs.The dads all rewarded him with a car.

(To modify, Gouzi is now a lieutenant colonel)