Transmigrating into the only holy female in the interstellar world, the orcs who have no descendants

Rosie came to Mary's house again. Although it was not her first visit, she was always shocked by the gorgeous palace style in front of her every time.

Of course, this style is okay to look at occasionally, but if she were to decorate her own home in this style, she would be really afraid that the shiny stone on the ceiling would give her nightmares at night.

Mary's kitchen was ridiculously large, and Rosie felt it was spacious enough to host a small party.

Three handsome males were busy in the kitchen. They were all Mary's partners.

The three of them divided the work between them: one was whipping the cream, another was chopping the fruit, and the remaining one was preparing the chocolate sauce. Each of them was focused on the task at hand, their movements skillful and precise.

Mary leaned leisurely aside, holding one of her lion cubs in her arms, and kept barking orders.

"The strawberry slices need to be cut thinner!"

"Whip the cream for a few more minutes, the kind you can stick a stick through."

"The chocolate needs to be smooth and creamy. Are you kidding me? You definitely didn't pay attention to the tutorial!"

Seeing this, Rosie couldn't help but laugh: "Mary, didn't you say you would make the dessert yourself? In the end, they were the ones doing all the work."

Mary smiled slightly and responded playfully, "Of course I made it. I'm the soul of the dessert. Without my guidance, they can't make it."

Luo Xi shook her head and laughed inwardly: "Is this sister perhaps misunderstanding something about 'doing it myself'?"

Mary's companions were obviously very capable and quickly prepared all the desserts.

It was cooked quite well, and even Rosie, the original owner of the recipe, thought it could get over 80 points.

Three handsome men carried the freshly baked desserts to the sun-drenched dining table outside, then bowed respectfully and retreated.

Rosie couldn't help but smack her lips as she watched their well-trained movements.

Mary has really managed things well. No wonder she can live in harmony with 100 male partners.

Unlike her, there are only a few people in her family, but there is a palace drama every few days.

Now she could only be thankful that although Ling Yuan and Fan Xiao were fighting openly and secretly, it was just healthy competition and did not cause her too much trouble.

And she has now given up on being a balance player, as she knows very well that she is not cut out for it.

After thanking Mary for her hospitality, Rosie picked up the dessert and took a bite. The taste was completely incomparable to what Ling Yuan had made, but it was still pretty good for a beginner.

She suddenly thought of a question and looked up and asked, "Mary, you said before that you were Ivan's sister... Then Principal Gran is your grandfather, right?"

Mary put down her spoon and nodded. "Yes, but I took after my mother's race. My mother is from the Moon Rabbit Clan of the Sky Empire, and I look like her. My brothers are completely the opposite. Whether it's race or looks, they all take after my father."

Luo Xi also discovered that there seemed to be many such cases in the interstellar world. For example, Fan Xiao and Kyle were uncle and nephew. However, Kyle was clearly from the Black Dragon clan, while Fan Xiao was from the Sirius clan.

This is even more so for Ling Yuan and the high priest whom he had never met. They were clearly half-brothers, but Ling Yuan was a nine-tailed fox, while the high priest was from the Teng Snake clan.

The two chatted and unknowingly talked about Rosie's part-time job as a teacher at the First Federal Military Academy.

Mary asked with a teasing smile, "Have you ever met a handsome guy as a teacher at the military academy? If so, don't waste the opportunity!"

Rosie smiled helplessly, "You're not going to pack up your twin brother again, are you?"

Mary waved her hand and said, "All I can do is introduce them to you. As for whether they can catch up with you, that depends on their ability."

Mary paused for a moment, then continued with a rare serious expression, "Honestly, Sissi, you have too few partners right now. Don't wait until the Female Council targets you and forces a bunch of crappy partners on you before you regret it. You know, the Female Council won't let go of 'high-quality resources' like you easily."

When Luo Xi heard this, she could only smile bitterly in her heart, thinking that she had actually been targeted for a long time.

Mary seemed to sense that Rosie was worried, but she didn't ask any further questions.

Although Mary looks careless on the surface, she still has a sense of boundaries.

Mary suddenly changed the subject: "By the way, my grandfather accidentally found out that you were coming to my house today, so he asked you to come and sit with him. His house is right behind ours, so you can decide for yourself whether you want to go or not."

Upon hearing this, Rosie pondered for a moment, remembering that she had some important questions to ask Principal Gran, particularly regarding the cub in her belly. She raised her head, smiled, and agreed, "Of course I'll go if Principal Gran invites me. I just have something I want to ask him."

……

In the inky blackness of the universe, the embers of war streaked across the interstellar battlefield like meteors. The remnants of ships drifted silently, as if telling of an unfinished battle. From the portholes of the command ship, flickering light reflected the resolute face of Marshal Kyle. Clad in a crisp uniform, he gazed intently at the star map before him.

"What's the situation?" Kyle's low voice broke the silence in the cabin, and he turned to look at Adjutant Troy.

Troy stood aside with a serious expression. He pointed at the tactical screen and said, "Marshal, our supply lines have been completely cut off. The enemy seems to know everything about our movements. Our ammunition and energy can only last for three days at most."

Kyle frowned slightly, a cold glint in his eyes. He clenched his fists and said firmly, "Continue."

Troy nodded and continued to report: "The enemy is obviously well prepared. This is not something that an ordinary chaotic star field can do."

Kyle's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he said in a deep voice: "Speak your mind."

Troy pursed his lips, glanced around warily, and lowered his voice, "Marshal, there may be a traitor within the Federation. They accurately predicted our actions, and I suspect it's not just the Chaos Star Region that's targeting us. Those bastards from the Sky Empire may have already secretly joined the war."

Kyle was silent for a moment, a thoughtful glint in his eyes. He nodded, confirming Troy's suspicion. "We've always underestimated their ambitions."

Troy's eyes revealed a hint of worry: "Marshal, if the Sky Dome gets involved, our situation will be even more difficult."

A cruel smile played on Kyle's lips, his dark eyes as deep as the starry sky. "They don't dare to come openly, so they can only hide in the dark and plot. Since they are waiting to see us panic, let's give them a surprise."

Troy felt Kyle's determination, and his uneasiness eased a little. But he still couldn't help asking, "Marshal, what should we do next?"

Kyle was silent for a moment, a look of determination flashing in his eyes.

He spoke slowly, his tone calm but filled with unquestionable strength: "I brought you here, and I will definitely bring you back alive..."