desire reconciliation

In the dim light, the club hit the white ball, pushing the last ball on the table into the hole.

This is in a bar in the underground city.

"As expected of our famous Marshal Kane~" The handsome man sitting on the dark red leather chair clapped his hands and laughed.

The man called Marshal is tall and tall, with his coat casually draped over his shoulders. His batting movements emphasize stability and lightness. The shaking range is not very large, and only vaguely undulating muscle lines can be seen.He held the cue club in one hand with sharp knuckles, and turned the chocolate powder randomly with the other hand. There was no emotion in his cold eyes, and his eyes focused on the last white ball on the table.

It is said to be the Marshal of the Empire, but the aura around him is not at odds with the atmosphere of this dungeon, dangerous yet unconsciously attracted to him.

He gave the man a sideways look, and said, "Stop teasing there, just tell me, what's the matter to call me back?"

"And next time, be smarter and call the marshal Uriah Marshal." Kane handed the cue stick to the side attendant, picked up the wine glass beside him, and took a sip.

The man agreed, and said with a smile, "Okay, Marshal Uriah, you look like a dog in military uniform in the military headquarters, and you still look like a dog in private."

Uriah's eyes moved from the billiard table to the man, and he narrowed his eyes slightly: "Vincent, the game is over, the military department doesn't have the leisure time in the dungeon like you, if it's still a bunch of nonsense, I won't accompany you .”

"If the military department is really busy, can you go to the dungeon four days a week?" The man named Vincent restrained his presumptuous attitude.

Uriah: "As long as you can take care of those illegal human smuggling, why should I work as an investigation team?"

Vincent: "People smuggling?"

Uriah raised his eyebrows: "How can you, the boss of the dungeon, not know about this?"

"I know, I know, but there is nothing unusual recently." Vincent held his chin and thought for a while.

"You'd better be careful, people from the royal family have already been involved."

"People involved in the royal family? So you can let the marshal of the empire do such low-level work?" Vincent didn't react much, playing with a leaf in his hand, which he just pulled out of the flowerpot.

"That's not true." Uriah snorted.

Vincent became interested: "Then what's so special about this, it can move such a great Buddha like you."

"Want to know?"

Vincent nodded.

Uriah

Secretly waved at him, beckoning him to approach.Then whispered close to his ear:

"Actually...the main reason is the lack of money."

Vincent was taken aback when he heard the words, and then laughed loudly: "Hahahaha, what the hell??"

Uriah rubbed his ear that was disturbed by him, and moved away a little: "I didn't lie to you, the military department is now poor."

"Do you want me to send you some money for relief?"

Uriah smiled and waved his hands: "I can still handle it by working as a white job."

Vincent suppressed a smile: "Okay, tell me anytime you need it." He drank the wine in his glass, stared straight ahead and said, "Actually, I have one more thing to tell you. Remember the Omega you asked me to find a few years ago?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere instantly dropped to freezing point, and the attendants on the side also held their breath.

The color in Uriah's eyes darkened. He stroked the club with his fingers, and said coldly, "If you find me a few more people like him to fool me, it won't be as easy as last time."

Vincent is the leader of the most powerful force in this dungeon. He has been friends with Uriah for many years. He thought he was as unrestrained and reckless as himself, and he would definitely not be tied down emotionally. So a few years ago, Uriah Liato, when he was looking for a very strange Omega, he thought that this person had some strange hobby.

So Vincent didn't take it seriously at all at the time, and casually sent his younger brother to the black market to buy a few Omega that almost met Uriah's requirements, and sent them to him.

At that time, Vincent was still thinking about the friendship between the two, and he specifically asked for high-quality ones, and he went to "inspect the goods" himself.

I thought it was almost over.

Who would have expected that Uriah, who usually seems to play wilder than anyone else, smelled those "inferior" Omega pheromones, not only did not accept the gift, but became furious, causing most of the dungeon to be restless, Those who didn't know thought that the dungeon was forced to go to war again.

Vincent was puzzled at the time, but after digging deeper, he found that he had been deceived by Uriah's flirtatious appearance. Yes, judging by his appearance, he probably hasn't even made a temporary mark.

It was only then that Vincent believed that Uriah was really moved, and it would always be true until the mysterious Omega was found.

It was a piece of his reverse scale, which exploded at the touch of it.You can make fun of Uriah with anything, but you must not mention this Omega.

"I don't dare anymore. If you come to me again, I'm afraid you'll blow up the dungeon to the ground." Vincent picked up the wine glass and took a sip lightly.

"Why did you mention him all of a sudden?" Uriah's sullen brows didn't fade away at all. He pressed the club to the edge of the table, put his hands on the table, and looked up slightly at Vincent.

"This time I bumped into the deity."

"Are you sure it's him?" Uriah narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a sense of danger.

Vincent seemed to be able to feel the strong sense of oppression emanating from his surroundings, and unconsciously leaned back: "His pheromones are so special, so you can't go wrong, but this little Omega's mental power is a bit scary, just like you. Class S."

Everyone is born with spiritual power.

The vast majority of people will grow with age, and can also grow through special exercises, but the changes in mental strength are not necessarily limited to growth, and there are also cases of mental decline due to severe trauma.

The standard of mental power is divided from low to high, from D-level to A-level. The higher the level, the stronger the ability and the fewer the number of people.

There are very few people who are qualified to join the military at A-level and S-level mental power. Double S-levels like Uriah are even rarer, which can be said to be a one-in-a-million chance.

Telling Uriah now that the Omega he was looking for all along turned out to have double S-level spiritual power, which is both surprising and delightful.

At the same time, it was also a little unbelievable, because the last time they met, this Omega's mental power was only A-level.

Due to physical reasons, Omega's spiritual power is mostly at D-level and C-level, so it is easier to be controlled by Alpha. It is not common for an Omega to have A-level mental power. Now Vincent said that the Omega's spiritual power he was looking for was double S rank, with such a probability, Uriah is almost more sure that this is the person he is looking for.

"Where is he now?" Uriah suppressed the excitement in his heart, and knocked on the ball table involuntarily.

"Tonight's dungeon auction, the grand finale is him."

In the interstellar era, in order to adapt to the living environment, new humans were born, and humans have six genders.

Simultaneously with multiple genders, there are also derivatives of gender, and pheromones are one of them.

Both Alpha and Omega have pheromones, and can also perceive pheromones, while only a few of Betas have pheromones, and the vast majority do not have pheromones and cannot perceive their existence.

The pheromones of almost no two people in the world are exactly the same, so pheromones have become a unique identity code like a DNA sequence.

In order to facilitate the investigation of personnel information, the Imperial Information Bureau divided thousands of pheromone smells and recorded them one by one, and new pheromones were discovered every year.

The more common pheromones were discovered earlier, the pheromones like Uriah's cedar flavor are ranked No. 12, and the two-digit number means that there may be 10,000+ people in the entire empire who will always have the same type of pheromones.

But even if the pheromones are assigned the same serial number, the range of the samples will be very large, and they may even be the same cedar-flavored pheromones, and the smells of the two may be completely different.

Studies have shown that there is a direct positive correlation between the level of mental power and the purity of pheromones, just like Uriah's double S-level mental power means that he has purer and more fascinating pheromones.

And when Uriah handed over the pheromone sample that he had left on his body to the laboratory, the result that he waited with great anticipation for was that there was no matching number in the information database.

In fact, some four-digit pheromones in the database have been kept secret and have never been released to the outside world. When Uriah learned that the owner of the pheromone in his hand was probably protected by the empire or wanted to He felt a deep sense of powerlessness when he had to hide someone.

This was also an opportunity for him to enter the military and become the marshal of the empire.

How could Uriah not know that nearly [-]% of the property in the dungeon was in the hands of Vincent, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he overwhelmed the sky in the dungeon.

This person didn't directly invite that Omega, but made him an item to be auctioned in the dungeon auction. This is Vincent's way of retaliation for the fact that those "inferior" Omega ruined a lot of his business back then. That's all.

"What time does the auction start?" Uriah asked helplessly as he couldn't help it.

"Hey~ The Marshal is so impatient." Vincent teased, picked up an invitation letter from the tray presented by the attendant and handed it to Uriah, "At 9 o'clock tonight, the northern part of the dungeon, I will help You reserved the best spot on the second floor."

Uriah accepted the invitation letter without knowing it

Passing across the bronzing pattern carelessly, he took a deep breath, a little unable to hold back, as if he was about to meet the person who made him dream about in a second.

"What's the matter? The marshal is honest and upright and has no money to spend here?" Vincent put on his coat, and he seemed to be about to leave, but he still didn't stop talking, "If you don't call me dad, this Omega will give you money." OK."

"Hurry up, I still have some money."

It is illegal to buy and sell people no matter what era or country it is in.

The dungeon was originally just a place for some veterans who retired from the battlefield to spend their time. I don't know when, there are more and more people here, doing different kinds of businesses, good and evil are mixed, and it is hard to tell the real from the fake.

The emperor of the empire was obsessed with research, all the funds were allocated to the research institute, and the military department had no time to manage it. Over the years, the dark place has become a breeding ground for evil growth.

Here, a ragged man on the side of the road could be a wealthy drug dealer, and a polished-looking aristocratic woman could be a nurse in a black clinic.An old man with a wrinkled face but a kind smile may become a killer in the dark after turning a corner, and the laughing children on the side of the road may also form gangs and survive by snatching food from wild dogs Little Overlord.

Murder and bloodshed are commonplace in dungeons, and the trading of organs and human beings is not uncommon.

Men, women, Alpha, Beta, Omega, everyone here has a story to some extent.

In addition to the permanent residents of the dungeon, there are also some people with very special identities, that is, the nobles of the upper class of the empire.

Those who are rich in gold but in ruins.

People who have a lot of spare money and want to pursue excitement, then the dungeon has become the best choice for these people.

When there is demand in the market, there will be people who will see the profit.

Population trading is the most frantic entertainment for the upper-class nobles, among which the auction form is the most popular.

Uriah sat in the VIP seat on the second floor with a calm expression.Looking at it from this angle, he could have a panoramic view of the auction house. Today he saw the luxury and lust of these nobles.

There was no empty seats in the audience, and everyone wore exquisite gilt-rimmed masks on their faces, and behaved dignifiedly, just like the gang of imperial nobles.

In fact, he looks like a dog, with a good face.

The four exits in the southeast and northwest are guarded by special personnel, and there is a beautiful bunny girl on the stage to preside over it.

The auction started at nine o'clock, including several regular ancient earth porcelains, mining rights for marginal planets, and several B-level mechs.

Almost all of them are forbidden to be traded by imperial regulations, and here they are just simple auctions for hot spots.

Uriah was not interested in these things, and he propped his chin in boredom, watching the almost crazy people in the audience in a daze.

As the lots were taken away one by one, the voice of Miss Bunny Girl became more and more passionate, and the most exciting trading of live bodies began.

The entire auction house fell into a state of excitement.

Undifferentiated orcs have always been a very sought-after treasure in auctions, and Uriah just heard about it from the two masked middle-aged Alphas next door.

The little Omega with the furry rabbit ears squatting in the cage with tears in his eyes fetched a high price of 30 star coins in the first round of auction.

Several lots in a row were similar undifferentiated orcs, and the enthusiasm of the bidders remained undiminished after several rounds.

Uriah noticed that the box obliquely in front of him had been tightly held by several men in black before he came, and these people brought in the matching auction list and drinks for the venue, Uriah Guess it should be someone with a head and face, and the shot is very generous, spending a lot of money, the sheep sub-orc who just sold 50 star coins on the stage is already the third orc to be photographed in that box.

He deliberately observes like this, just to distract some attention, because he is actually a little nervous now, it is this dignified Marshal Uriah who fought with tens of thousands of Zerg on the battlefield without frowning Nervous to see an Omega.

Uriah even thought about going directly to the backstage to snatch him back, but he was afraid that doing so would frighten them.

As the lights on the stage changed, the lifting platform was raised and lowered, and in the center of the stage appeared a giant birdcage covered in red silk that was several times larger than the previous lot.

Uriah couldn't hear the melodious voice of the bunny girl, his brain was buzzing, and the senses all over his body began to blur, and his eyes focused on the dazzlingly red silk.

The much-anticipated grand finale was finally unveiled, and the atmosphere of the entire venue was pulled to the highest threshold at this moment.

As the bunny girl slowly untied the red satin covering the giant birdcage, the silky silk slipped down along the outline of the birdcage.

The atmosphere of the venue froze for a moment

, Then there was a loud noise.

The real-time images of competing products were recorded on the huge display screen in the venue, and Uriah's pupils constricted suddenly when he saw the big screen.

It was a male Omega with light blonde hair.

He was simply wearing a white shirt, which just covered his thighs. Even in the dim light, he could still see his fair skin, the red marks on his hands and feet from being pulled by the rope were faintly visible, and his eyes were also covered by a deep red cloth strip.

The nobles at the auction couldn't understand the current situation. They were used to seeing the ostentatious auction items before, and now the finale Omega seemed a bit too ordinary.

But only Uriah knows why

.......

Is it really that person?

He imagined the pair of light blue eyes that he thought about day and night under the crimson cloth strips, silent and indifferent.

The host bunny girl gave a few more confusing introductions, and then revealed the starting price that made everyone sigh - 500 million star coins.

As soon as the starting price was announced, the audience was in an uproar.

You must know that 500 million star coins can’t be taken out casually even by nobles. The price of live competing products has always been high. The highest value of competing products sold in the dungeon auction since its opening is only 200 million star coins. .

He looked at the box where the three orc Omega had been photographed before, and there was no movement for a while. Once the price was announced, he didn't dare to act rashly.

Uriah thought that Vincent really knew how to do business, and this price was tailor-made for him.

Just when Uriah was about to make an offer, he heard a commotion from the audience.

Then he felt the pheromone rushing towards his face. The VIP seat on the second floor was at least a hundred meters away from the exhibition stand, and the smell of the pheromone came so strong and swiftly.

Most of the people in the audience fell down almost instantly, and those who were still standing were also crumbling.

The host of the bunny girl is an Alpha with a mental strength of S, and now she is too shocked by this pheromone. The microphone in her hand fell to the ground, and a sharp electromagnetic sound came out from the speaker.

Uriah stood up quickly from the chair, his fingertips holding the railing were innocent, and he looked at the Omega in the cage in the distance, the urgency in his eyes seemed to overflow.

The familiar rosemary pheromone was a familiar yet unfamiliar smell to him.

Nothing wrong this time...

This is the man he was looking for...

The pheromone with double S-level mental power is torture for ordinary people, but this taste is enjoyable for Uriah.

It is a fatal temptation, a fire that ignites the pile of dry wood in his heart.

He really wanted to rush down right now, hug him, kiss him, and tell that man how much he missed him.

The auction is not over yet, they have been waiting for so many years, and it is not short of these few minutes.

"500 million star coins." As the mechanical quotation sounded, Uriah's name appeared on the bidding screen in the venue.

From the very beginning, the Omega in the cage seemed indifferent to everything around him, his eyes were covered by cloth strips, and his head was lowered all the time.

But after hearing the quotation from the mechanical voice, he raised his head slightly, as if he was looking for something.

The well-trained bunny host picked up the microphone on the ground and tapped it twice.

She looked at the people who fell into one piece under the stage, and said, "500 million star coins once."

No one responded.

"Twice two million star coins."

Still no response.

"Five million star coins three times."

When the hammer falls, the competition is settled.

"Congratulations to the gentleman in the VIP seat on the second floor for winning this finale competition."

Before the host of the bunny girl could finish her final words, a figure jumped down from the VIP seat on the second floor.

As the figure fell, it was accompanied by a gust of strong wind with the smell of domineering cedar, which was the smell of Uriah's pheromone.

Uriah walked up to the cage and broke the lock on the cage almost effortlessly.

The Omega in the cage opened his lips slightly, and there was still a trace of blood on his lips.

He squatted down halfway, the black windbreaker he was wearing hanging down on the ground, hesitating for a while, and finally stretched out his hand.

When his hand first touched the Omega, Uriah felt his hostility.

"I won't hurt you." He was not in a hurry, just waiting quietly.

Uriah didn't know what to say.

The Omega was stunned for a few seconds, and when Uriah stretched out his hand again, he lost the resistance he had just now.

He picked him up horizontally, and Omega was stiff in his arms, even his breathing was extremely heavy.

Omega leaned weakly on the man's broad shoulders, and his hot breath hit Uriah's chest. Even though he was wearing clothes, he could still feel the itchy feeling like a kitten scratching.

embraced by that cedar-scented bosom

After hugging, Omega's breathing gradually became longer, and an unusual blush began to appear on his face.

Of course, Uriah knew about Vincent's tricks. The live competitions in this auction are always in high demand. In order to improve the satisfaction of buyers, almost all of these competitions were given drugs before they went on stage. It seemed that he was pregnant. This one in here is no exception.

Uriah put his coat on Omega, said "pay the money to your boss later", and left in a hurry.

As soon as he walked out of the auction house, he saw Vincent's old fox with a cigarette in his mouth and a smile, waving to him.

"How about it, brother, is it interesting enough? Are you satisfied with this little cutie? You can't buy it for 500 million, you can't buy it at a loss, you can't buy it and you can't be fooled~" Vincent looked them up and down, and said with a smirk.

Seeing Uriah's dark face, Vincent quickly added: "Hey, don't look at me like that, I didn't do anything, don't worry, this is a serious auction house, so we just gave him something good to eat, don't did nothing!"

Is Uriah's slander still serious?I didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so I raised my head and glanced at him: "I'll transfer the money to your account later." After saying that, she hugged her and was about to leave.

Vincent caught up with him in a few steps, and put a key into Uriah's chest pocket: "That's refreshing, the hotel next door is free for 7 days, don't thank me."