The whole empire thinks that the admiral is going to rob the marriage

When Glenn's arm touched Joshua's body, they both let out a sigh of comfort.

The Cosmos God bestowed Alpha with excellent physical fitness, and Omega with strong fertility, and at the same time endowed them with estrus.During the estrus period, human nature tends to be animalistic, desire replaces reason as the dominant factor, and the so-called best creation is drowned by the tide of estrus.

Glenn placed the young man in his arms on the only big bed in the room, relying on the remaining pain to force himself to retreat, and walked into the bathroom with relatively fresh air.

The admiral washed his face with cold water.

For some reason, he and Joshua always end up in this situation.

Even after being single for 31 years and successfully becoming a magister, Glenn still has basic common sense: Once Omega's estrus begins, no matter how good the inhibitor is, it will be no different from normal saline.

Either mark him temporarily, or watch him suffer.

The black-haired general took out the communicator from the pocket of his pajamas, pressed his trembling fingers, and replied the absurd text message.

——TOMiss.Black: The time and place are up to you.

Glenn was actually kind of annoyed.

It was good, anger suppressed his desire.

"Glenn..."

"I'm here, Joshua. I'm not going."

The young crown prince has a fair complexion, but his body is thin and strong, which Glenn trained himself.The beautiful cheeks and neck were flushed unnaturally, and the sweat dripped down the sharp chin onto the sheets, with a pleasant citrus fragrance.

Glenn stood in the bathroom doorway for a moment watching, forcing himself to meet the other's eyes.

"Glenn, bite me," Joshua gasped.The powerlessness of being controlled by desire made him feel ashamed, but the Alpha in the room who exuded terrible pheromones refused to come forward—that damned frigidity!

"No, Your Highness," Glenn said.

This scene must be very funny, an Omega on the verge of estrus and an Alpha on the verge of estrus confronting each other in the room, one is wearing pajamas, the other is wearing a bathrobe, they didn’t roll up, and they are still in a fucking negotiation posture, which seems to be in estrus It's like a joke.

No, of course it's not a joke.Glenn squeezed the deep wound on his arm, letting the sharp pain wake up his brain.

"Your Highness, you have concealed many things from me."

Joshua's pupils shrank suddenly, and he was defeated by the impact of the tide again. His widely praised reason was giving up the dominance bit by bit.

Glenn had tagged him briefly, which made him so sensitive to the smell of wet earth after the rain, the back of his white bathrobe almost wet with bodily fluids.

"I can explain." Joshua tried to keep his tone calm, his clear voice was hoarse as if he had participated in a hundred army choruses.

"...Okay, I believe you."

Glenn sighed and sat on the edge of the bed. Omega, who was hot all over the bed, moved his body closer almost instinctively. Glenn put his arms around him, and kissed lightly on the two thin lips stained with blood.

"But after this, I need the full, true truth, Your Highness. I don't want...you to hide anything from me."

——This is a kiss that has nothing to do with lust, but only comfort, with a pleasant smell of damp soil after the rain.

The moment the sharp canine teeth cut through the skin and pierced the gland, Joshua almost screamed.

Glenn tightly pinched his left shoulder with his jaws like steel pliers, and wrapped his right arm around his waist to prevent him from twisting and sliding away due to too strong stimulation.

This is the second temporary mark between them. The memories of each other's pheromones are overwhelming, and the stimulation of pheromone fusion is more intense than in memory.

Even though Glenn had never done a genetic match test, he felt that he and Joshua should be a good match...very good.

"I'm a fucking saint," Glenn muttered mockingly.

......

"You're a goddamn saint." Captain Cosey gave a thumbs-up speechlessly with a blade of grass of unknown species in his mouth.

The compressed military rations in Glenn's mecha cabin had been reduced by more than half—on the basis of only a quarter of the original storage.Cauchy knew where those things had been moved. After all, as of today, the survival rate of the Gulangxing defenders is less than one-third.

Glenn's tired black eyes showed a trace of warmth: "Do you have anything to eat?"

"Yes," Kexi blushed, and raised his lazy voice, "Do you think I'm as impartial as you? Stop dreaming, I still want to live."

"Oh," Glenn said indifferently, "then there is none."

Ke Xi pouted, but did not refute.

Unlike the outsider Glenn, every broken mech and every fallen corpse on this wild rocky planet is the brother of Cosy Coseidon who has been with him day and night for the past three years.

Cosey's admiration was genuine, he just had a natural sneer, well, maybe a little sneer.

In the first half month since the defense war started, Cauchy walked on the verge of collapse every day. There are always things in this world that are more desperate than death.

For example, witnessing kindness being devoured by hunger, such as relatives and friends turning against each other and falling down one after another, such as the imperial reinforcements that could not be waited, and the special attack team that finally waited but only had 15 people.

On April [-]th, the Gulangxing garrison guarded for [-] cosmic days, only waiting for a squad consisting of [-] intermediate mechas and one high-level mecha, and a famous Glenn sasil.

"Don't worry, they're coming soon," Glenn said calmly, and gave the order, "I've reserved a week's supply. Captain, you've been following me lately."

Cauchy twitched the corner of his mouth and said honestly, "I hope we live to see that day."

"I'll see," Glenn said with a rare smile, "soon."

Glenn Sasir, known as the Blade of the Fulan Empire, is still very young, he is the same age as Coxi.There is a kind of shocking power in those quiet black eyes.Perhaps as the capital lace tabloids said, even if it is a battlefield full of gunpowder, as long as you look at him, you will feel safe.

There are inconspicuous fine lines around his lips and the corners of his eyes, which shows that his master loves to laugh, but the captain of the Gulang Star Garrison, Kexi Coseidon, can't notice this from his daily life.

It was the first time he'd seen Glenn smile.

"You're just a piece of wood." Cauchy gave the second comment.He didn't have such troublesome things as the concept of superiors and subordinates.

Too bad Glenn ignored him this time.Cauchy glanced at his optical brain and almost jumped up.

"Are you crazy? Are you sending a message?! There are receivers and shielding devices of the House galaxy all around this planet. You are throwing yourself into a trap!"

Glenn smiled again: "Calm down, Captain." He patted Cosy on the shoulder, "This is the latest code created by the Empire...We are testing it. It doesn't hurt if you can't send it out."

As he spoke, he called up the sending record and showed Coxi a look.

Cauchy: "..." Isn't this a fucking love poem? !

Cauchy's gaze was very complicated: "Major General, I feel that you are lying to me."

Glenn: "..." No, I didn't.

At twelve o'clock in the universe, at noon, the House Empire launched the most violent offensive in a month. The silver-white high-level mechas defeated one hundred, and the team with only a few hundred people still retreated at a brutal speed.

Not everyone, every mecha can defeat a hundred... Cauchy gritted his teeth.

When he almost desperately wanted to turn on the self-destruct mode, a layer of silver-white light spots suddenly floated at the end of the boundless star sea, and the beautiful and dazzling light spots became larger at a constant speed and gradually approached.

The azure giant eagle king flag of the Fulan Empire and the bright fiery red rose flag of the Celine Galaxy spread flat on the bow of the starship, tearing a gap in the mech formation of the House Empire.

Cauchy's hand resting next to the red button trembled, and two lines of hot tears flowed down silently.

......

The huge number of reinforcements from the Fulan Empire arrived late on the No. 20 day of the ancient wave star battle, and the many twists and turns behind it were faithfully recorded by a documentary filmed by the little princess Lilith many years later.

——In 3003 of the Third Galaxy Era, the House Empire quickly surrounded Gulangxing with [-] elite mech soldiers.Baron Coseidon led his army from the nearest snow star fortress, and died in battle. His second son, Cosy, led [-] soldiers to defend to the death for fifteen days.

——At that time, Crown Prince Joshua of Fran borrowed 30 troops from the First Grand Duchess of the Celine Empire at the cost of [-] years of tax-free export of rough stones.Glenn Saheer, the blade of the empire, sneaked into the ancient wave star alone, and cooperated with the crown prince inside and outside.

——Six days later, [-] mecha soldiers and two space-class starships faced the [-] mecha soldiers of the House Empire, and the battle situation was completely reversed.

Baroness Coseidon and his wife had four children, and Cosy was the last surviving one.Captain Kesi Coseidon bit his lip, and started howling silently in the cockpit of the mech.

...war, this is war.

The stone is called the armor of the mecha, and it is often used to make the outer protection of the advanced mech. Gulangxing is such a complete planet of the stone.

After the Battle of Artemis, the House galaxy has been silent for three years, and set foot on the land of Flan again for the cosmic-level mecha developed for King House.

How ludicrous it sounds that a treasure meant to be protected ends up being an incentive to kill.

The air on the surface of the Rushi planet was thin, and everyone wore thin oxygen masks after landing.Cauchy sat slumped against a huge rock, all the muscles in his body were clamoring for sleep, and he didn't want to participate in any excitement for the time being.

He saw the elevator of the Flan starship descending slowly, tall and serious soldiers came out one after another, and a figure in a royal military uniform walked at the front of the crowd.

That's His Highness Joshua, Cosey thought half-heartedly.What a beautiful Omega.

Then he saw a person jumping out of the cabin from the familiar silver-white high-level mech not far away—Glenn Sasir, the blade of the empire, a comrade and friend respected by Cosi Coseidon from the bottom of his heart.

His friend walked steadily, and led fourteen members without any casualties to face the army led by the crown prince.

What a serious moment.

But Glenn Sasil laughed, his steps were brisk, and his calm demeanor also became brisk with the laughter.The young major general with black hair and black eyes smiled heartily, and hugged the trembling Imperial Crown Prince into his arms.

Captain Kexi silently closed his mouth: "..."

Shit code!So it really is a love poem, right? !

......

Early the next morning, Joshua woke up under the warm light.

The location of Xinghe Resort is relatively far away from the nearby galaxies, and it is now close to twelve o'clock at noon.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince groaned and supported his temples, trying to alleviate the aftereffects of being forced to go into heat for a short time under the massage.A pair of familiar big hands completed the work instead of him, and the strength was quite appropriate.

Joshua closed his eyes and enjoyed it for a while, then raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "I don't want to hide it from you."

His Royal Highness's voice was still a little hoarse, Glenn let go of his hand, walked into the living room and poured him a glass of warm water.

"I believe in you, but you only have this chance to make amends."

Joshua's lips left the teacup brought to his mouth by the admiral, and he leaned back on the bed in a relaxed manner: "The engagement between Teresa and I is a stopgap measure. The situation of His Majesty the King Celine is not very good recently. As for that Crown Prince..."

A masculine Omega who loves to paint, loves brains, is neurotic, and has a bad temper.

Every time Joshua thinks of it, he has the urge to clean up the house for Omega with deep shame.

"Teresa is worried that once the king dies, Celine's hard-won stable situation will completely collapse."

"She wants to seize power?" Glenn finally smiled.

Joshua nodded: "Celine's military department has been managed by her very well in the past few years, she is amazing." When not facing you, "The marriage contract is just an excuse, the real purpose is to let His Majesty the Crown Prince He thought he could kick his rival to Fran. When the time is right, Teresa will lift him up."

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince really wanted to talk about that "lover", but it's a pity that Glenn lacks gossip.

"You don't do things that are thankless." Glenn directly skipped the emotional story.

Joshua bit the tip of his tongue in disappointment, in his mouth.

"Yes, His Majesty House's three-year menopausal syndrome has occurred again, and he is reaching out to Jinluxing. If there is civil turmoil in Celine and the Crown Prince ascends the throne, we will lose our most powerful ally."

Glenn thinks so.

——Every three years, he will come out to find something for Fran, but isn't it the three-year menopausal syndrome?

"As for Francois," Joshua smiled, "There are people who can't wait to let me and my unmarried partner complete the mark...I'm really curious, who would be so afraid of us being separated .”

That bottle of red wine was a gift from the resort to the Crown Prince and Grand Duke Teresa, at least it used to be.

Glenn looked a little strange. He pondered for a while, and took out the communicator that was turned off in his pajamas pocket.

"I guess you should check this out, Joshua. I have a bad, kind of wild guess."

-TBC