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

Ling Yuan looked at the words on the screen and smiled: "Fortunately, at least there is still a reliable one."

Ling Yuan put down the Star Brain terminal, turned his gaze to the bedside, and walked towards it slowly, fearing to disturb the person sleeping soundly on the bed.

He leaned over and gently tucked Rosie in, his fingers accidentally touching her warm skin. His eyes lingered on her face.

Her skin was so white that you could see the faint blood vessels in it. Her long eyelashes cast a soft shadow on her cheeks, and her lips were slightly open, making her look particularly attractive.

His heart moved slightly, and he couldn't help but lean over and kiss her lips lightly like a dragonfly touching the water.

At that moment, the soft touch passed through his body like an electric current, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Ling Yuan subconsciously clenched his fists, trying hard to restrain his movements.

He was afraid that he would wake her up.

Ling Yuan straightened up, took a deep breath, and stood by the bed, quietly gazing at the sleeping Luo Xi. Her beauty and fragility were particularly obvious at this moment, and a strong desire to protect her surged in his heart. Ling Yuan secretly made up his mind...

No matter what happens, he will do his best to protect her and never let her get hurt.

Even if it means making enemies with the whole world.

At this moment, Ling Yuan's heart was filled with determination and tenderness, as if the whole world only had this person in front of him. He gently held her hand, and the warm touch made him feel extremely at ease.

"Xixi, I will always be by your side to protect you, forever..."

……

Rosie soon found out who Lingyuan had chosen. The next morning, she arrived early at Lingyuan's living room on the first floor. As soon as she entered, she saw Kyle and his adjutant, Troy.

As soon as Kyle saw her, he immediately bowed and respectfully called out, "Good morning, Master."

Luo Qian was stunned for a moment, feeling somewhat puzzled, and asked tentatively, "...Xuanqi?"

Kyle raised his head and smiled slightly, with a familiar gentleness in his eyes: "It's me, Master."

Troy smiled and praised, "The candidate recommended by Lord Lingyuan is indeed suitable. Lord Xuanqi is not from the Federation and possesses seventh-level supernatural powers. He is indeed the best choice to replace Marshal Kyle during this period."

Luo Qian couldn't help but admire Ling Yuan. As expected, Ling Yuan always considered everything so carefully. She looked at him with admiration and gratitude, secretly glad to have such a trustworthy partner.

Ling Yuan received Luo Xi's admiring gaze and smiled happily. He said softly, "Although Xuan Qi can replace Kyle on the surface and deceive experts below the ninth level, if he really encounters an eighth-level expert, he will probably be exposed."

Troy frowned and continued with some concern, "Indeed. Logically, Marshal Kyle must meet with the Council upon his return to discuss the situation of this battle. If they really let Norcia take action... then it will be difficult."

Ling Yuan looked calm, his right hand casually tapping the crystal tabletop with his fingertips, as if everything was under his control. "This isn't difficult. Just have that old fellow Simba bring his men here to meet Kyle."

Troy seemed a little surprised, with a hint of hesitation in his eyes: "Will this work?"

Ling Yuan smiled slightly, a sly look in his eyes. "Why not? Kyle may be fake, but his identity as Marshal Kyle couldn't be more genuine. With Kyle's current status in the Free Federation, it's only natural for him to come. They wouldn't dare not come."

Troy pondered for a moment, his eyes gradually brightening, as if he had sorted out his thoughts in his mind. Finally, he nodded in agreement and said, "You are right. I will have George send an invitation to Speaker Simba on behalf of the military."

Ling Yuan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, shook his head gently, and added: "It's a notice, not an invitation."

There was a hint of sneer in his tone, as if he had foreseen everything that was to come. "They just need to do as they are told."

Troy nodded in understanding, smiled, and agreed firmly, "Indeed, this way, the initiative is completely in our hands."

Ling Yuan nodded with satisfaction, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes, and his tone became more determined: "This is our home ground, and the eighth-level strongmen are no more than this. If they really want to attack, we are not afraid."

Luo Qian listened, secretly admiring Ling Yuan's plan. It all seemed complex, yet Ling Yuan orchestrated it in perfect order, as if all the chess pieces had been positioned according to his intentions, awaiting his opponent's next move. She felt an unprecedented sense of security, filled with trust and reliance on Ling Yuan.

Ling Yuan's gaze lingered on Luo Xi for a moment, as if he had sensed her inner turmoil. He gently patted her shoulder and whispered, "Don't worry, everything is under control."

His voice was low and gentle, yet it held an unshakable resolve, as if no storm could shatter his composure and confidence. Rosie looked up into those shimmering red eyes, feeling as if she were at the bottom of a deep ocean. An endless sense of security instantly washed over her. She felt herself gently enveloped in this red sea, her inner anxiety and uneasiness swept away, and an unprecedented sense of stability spread through her chest.

Meanwhile, Xuan Qi, sporting Kyle's handsome face, silently watched the two men's tacit gaze. He could sense the subtle, pink atmosphere between them, as if the very air itself had become sweet and warm. His gaze dimmed, and something gripped his heart. His fingertips unconsciously dug into his palm, piercing deep into the flesh, unable to distract him from the agonizing pain he was enduring.

When would he be able to embrace Luo Xi like her other partners? At that moment, Xuan Qi's heart was filled with a bitter feeling of helplessness and unwillingness. He was clearly right beside her, so close, yet it seemed as if thousands of mountains and rivers separated him. The feeling of powerlessness almost suffocated him, as if if he looked at her one more time, he would be unable to help but rush forward and break everything.

But he couldn't. He could only stand aside, watching silently, silently enduring this wordless torment. The sweet scent in the air seemed like an invisible blade, slicing tiny, sharp wounds into his heart with every passing moment. Yet, he could only stand there, facing Kyle's face, continuing to play a role that didn't belong to him.

Xuanqi's eyes darkened, and he finally suppressed his unwillingness and buried all his emotions deep in his heart.

He knew that now he could only choose to endure.

But the desire and obsession in my heart is like a prairie fire, burning more and more fiercely.

……

After receiving the notice, Simba was enraged. He swung his hand violently, smashing the office furniture to pieces, sending fragments flying everywhere. He roared angrily, "He and I are equal under federal law. What right does he have to ask me to see him?"

Deputy Speaker Luther stood aside and quickly stepped forward to persuade him: "Mr. Speaker, please don't be angry. It's not worth it to ruin your health."

Simba took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, but his tone remained unfriendly: "I know. I'm just mad! He clearly doesn't take our council seriously!"

Luther nodded in understanding: "Indeed, Kyle has always been so self-righteous, but this time we have to deal with it calmly."

Simba was silent for a moment, and finally calmed down. A cold light flashed in his eyes: "Luther, you are right. Since he is so arrogant, let's teach him a lesson."

Luther frowned slightly and asked tentatively, "Mr. Speaker, what do you mean...?"

Simba narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Tell Norsia to prepare. When the time comes, let him find an opportunity to spar with Marshal Kyle."

Luther showed a hint of hesitation on his face, and his tone was filled with worry: "Mr. Speaker, if we guess wrong, and the person who came back is really Kyle himself, then... we will not be in a good situation."

A sinister glint flashed in Simba's eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I don't care about that anymore. This is our last chance. If we take another step back, he will trample us under his feet forever."

Luther frowned slightly, his gaze lingering on Simba's face for a moment. Seeing the mad look in Simba's eyes, his heart sank, and he felt a faint sense of unease.

He asked tentatively, "Mr. Speaker, perhaps we can think of other ways that don't have to be so radical."

Simba snorted coldly, his tone revealing a hint of determination: "There is no other way now. Luther, if we can't suppress Kyle this time, he will attack us without mercy. Then all our efforts will be in vain!"

Luther was a little shaken by Simba's words, but he didn't dare disobey. He whispered, "I understand what you mean, but... I hope everything turns out as we expected."

Simba's eyes were sharp and his tone was firm: "I know what you are worried about, but now is not the time to hesitate. Just do as I say, and leave the rest to me."

Luther looked at Simba, his worry growing stronger. Had he made a mistake by resolutely choosing Simba as his companion? The question flashed through his mind, but he quickly suppressed it. There was no turning back now; he could only grit his teeth and move forward.

"I will follow your instructions." Luther finally lowered his head to show his obedience.

Simba nodded with satisfaction and waved his hand, signaling Luther to carry out the order.

After Luther left the office, Simba stood there, a fierce look in his eyes. He knew the stakes were high, but he had no choice. He had to win, even if it cost him everything.

……

Everything was just as Ling Yuan expected.

Speaker Simba came to visit Rosie's manor early in the morning with a large team.

Xuanqi, dressed as Kyle, and Troy and others were waiting in the reception room on the first floor.

Luo Xi, Ling Yuan, Fan Xiao and others were in the next room where they could see the surveillance camera of the reception room and watch the situation in the room in real time.

Luo Xi was really worried for Xuanqi, but she found that she seemed to be the only one who was nervous. Ling Yuan and others looked no different from usual.

After the two parties took their seats, Troy's lieutenant spoke first, which was also what Ling Yuan had agreed with him long ago: "Speaker Simba, the situation on the front line is critical. If it weren't for Marshal Kyle's first raid on the enemy warehouse and destroying their military supplies, I'm afraid we would have been in dire straits long ago. Does the parliament have any explanation for this?"

Speaker Simba showed no sign of panic. Instead, he smiled calmly. "Adjutant Troy, rest assured. The Council's arms supply has never been compromised." He turned slightly and gestured to the White Tiger Orc behind him. "Nosia, take out the encryption chip that records the supply."

Norsia took out an exquisite chip from his arms and presented it respectfully.

Speaker Simba remained calm, but when Norsia was about to hand over the chip, he suddenly coughed heavily.

A strange color flashed in Norsia's eyes for a moment, and his palm moved slightly. Driven by his special power, the chip shot towards "Marshal Kyle" at an extremely fast speed, like an invisible sharp blade, heading straight for Xuanqi's face.

Troy's face suddenly changed. He knew that this attack was meant to test whether Xuanqi could take it. If he was not careful, he would be exposed. In the monitoring room, Rosie was also sweating for Xuanqi. Her nails dug deep into her palms and she almost dared not breathe.

However, Xuanqi's face was calm, his eyes were stern, and his hand moved slightly. The space fluctuated instantly, and he actually put the chip into his palm easily. His movements were smooth and there was no delay at all.

The air seemed to freeze for a moment, everyone's eyes fixed on the chip in Xuanqi's hand. No one doubted anymore that "Marshal Kyle" was truly a dual-element psychic, and his second-element spatial ability was exactly the same as Marshal Kyle's. This discovery undoubtedly added a layer of solidity to Xuanqi's disguise.

But Ling Yuan, who was standing behind the surveillance camera, frowned slightly. Although the mysterious spatial ability seemed normal on the surface, it always carried a strange feeling, which made him feel that something was wrong.

Is Xuanqi’s second superpower really a spatial power?

Speaker Simba's eyes flashed with surprise and doubt, and he couldn't calm down. Could this really be Marshal Kyle? Had he really survived such an encirclement?

No, he doesn't believe it!

Troy didn't give Simba a chance to breathe. His tone was icy. "Chairman Simba, what do you mean by this? You ordered your men to attack the federal marshal. Are you going to be court-martialed?"

Simba's heart trembled, and he quickly waved his hands to apologize, "It's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. Norsia is just a wandering beast warrior from an alien star domain. I don't know the rules. Please forgive me."

He glanced at Norcia, still unwilling to give in, wanting to test him further. His eyes were sinister, and he said coldly, "Marshal, last time we were on Raven, Norcia had always hoped to fight you. This time, please fulfill his wish."

Xuanqi, who was pretending to be "Kyle", frowned slightly and was about to respond when suddenly a cold voice came from the side.

"If you want to challenge my uncle, you have to get past me first." Fan Xiao stepped out from the shadows, his posture erect and his gaze like a sword. He swept over Norcia and said coldly, "Otherwise, any Tom, Dick, or Harry can challenge the number one person in the Federation?"