crazy cat angel

The Seraph was found by his guardians on the third day after he disappeared from Dempsey School.

A dangerously large number of starships occupied most of the ports of Flivia, and the evil forces from the empire quietly covered this star of art.

Osmond found the crazy cat that had been wandering for a few days in a small deserted suburban park. It was blood-stained, and even the soft hair had lost its luster, which made people feel distressed.

"Kitty, I found you." Osmond said softly, fearing to frighten the kitty, he took off his military jacket and put it on the Seraphim.

Seraphim squatted on the ground with his knees hugged, a small ball, which was made even smaller by the large black and gold coat.

"Osmond..."

A muffled sound came from under the jacket, which made people worry about this crazy cat that was always lively and overwhelming.

"I'm here, Seraphim."

General Osmond also sat down on the land of Art Star. I heard that many art fanatics have done the same, but presumably the reason is different from Osmond.

He allowed the Seraphim's shoulders to rest on him.

Seraphim began to sob, he hung his head, and crystal drops of water dripped from his eyes, "Mrs. Lina passed away..."

"Oh...I'm sorry, by the way, can I ask who is Mrs. Lina?"

Seraphim whimpered and pointed to a pile of remains of benches, "She took me in last night, and I swore to marry her, but she died..."

Well, with one experience, Osmond wasn't too surprised.

He made a small stool out of Mrs. Lina's body, although it was not usable, "Look, Mrs. Lina still left a child."

"Yes... I should take care of him." Seraphim looked at the small stool with tears in his eyes, and then wiped his red eyes again, "But it's still very sad."

Very sad……

Unknown birds flitted across the secluded forest, the wind became sad, and the leaves swayed sadly, about to be brought into rotten death.

Osmond hugged the Seraphim through his coat. He raised his head under the blue clear sky, and two traces of coolness slid down his resolute cheeks. It was a strange feeling, but he could understand the madness of this crazy bird. cat thoughts.

Sad, yes, sad...

Two lunatics.

Fighting with the dragon for too long, he himself became a dragon. Osmond didn't know if this sentence was right, and he had never fought a dragon, but when his father died and the Cartwright family was on the verge of ruin, he Went to the battlefield, in order to win back the honor of the family that was left alone.

For a long time, he fought with the Zerg and the Federation. If he wanted to change, he should become a half-human, half-insect monster.

Then, suddenly one day in the middle of the battlefield, he found that the honor he fought for didn't seem to be important, and even nothing was important.

After realizing this, the world quietly changed.Osmond is still Osmond, he will still take care of his men, but if they die it's nothing to him, he will still swear loyalty to the Empire, but don't be surprised if betrayal comes one day.

Later, the Cartwright family added a crazy cat - Seraph Cartwright.

The wind blew for a long time, and they sat for a long time, until their tears were wiped dry.

"Osmond, do you have hostages too?"

The Seraphim was still choking, but now he was lying on Osmond's shoulder expectantly. His strong nasal voice made him speak softly. Osmond worried that he would catch a cold, so he straightened his coat for him .

"Of course." I swear by the honor of the star of the empire, Osmond can bring back a large number of hostages after each war.

Seraphim's eyes brightened, "Can that kill them all?"

"According to the laws of the Empire, no."

"Oh...bad Osmond..."

The little angel who fell back began to shake Osmond's arm, as if trying to shake off the false self-restraint and law-abiding of the Empire Star, and Osmond enjoyed the shoulder massage wholeheartedly.

After some indescribable psychology was satisfied, the upright General Osmond said, "But we can leave only one."

"Oh! I want to see~ Did you bring them? I can't wait!"

Seraphim was wearing a big coat, and the overly long sleeves hung out at the end of his hand. He waved it around a few times, and then wrapped his arms around Osmond's neck and left a loud kiss on his cheek.

"mua~"

start again...

The feeling of toxins entering the blood...

Osmund was still maintaining a slightly tilted neck posture at this time, the soft touch from his cheeks quickly scratched his heart, he blinked like a machine, then held Seraphim's face and gave him a loud slap kiss.

He didn't know if it was the cure, but he felt it was the way to go, and he liked it.

At this moment, Osmond Cartwright seemed to have something important again.

……

The two left the park around lunch time without taking Mrs. Lina's orphan, and then came to the empire's consulate in Flivia.

In fact, in the previous month, while participating in the pursuit of federal terrorists, Osmond was also learning how to become a competent and beloved breeder.

He read a lot of related materials, among which he mentioned the option of traveling together, and Flivia is the top. A trip to Flivia greatly enhanced the color.

So Osmond brought the seraphim to eat.

Duran, the head of the consulate, warmly entertained them. After all, there are still a large number of starships dormant in the various ports of Flivia. He is not sure whether the general of the empire will suddenly go crazy and try to burn them with war. This beautiful planet.

Duran prepared a wonderful performance for the two of them, and he explained it passionately, professionally and fascinatingly, but the two just wanted to eat.

Duran arranged another trip to the art exhibition, but the two just wanted to eat.

Duran tried his best to show Flivia's wonderful art, trying to use the beauty of art to influence people who might bring blood, but the two still just wanted to eat.

In the end, the chef of the Consulate was packed and taken away, and the two had a really good meal on Winifred, the main ship of the Cartwright family.

Seraphim waved his fork excitedly at the table, not only because of the delicious food to fill his stomach, but because of where he was.

Starship!He's standing on a starship now!This means that there are countless Miss Lina waiting for him!

After lunch was quickly settled, the Seraphim began to attack Winifred's operation room. After thinking rationally and calmly, Osmond entered the permission command of the operation console for the Seraphim.

As a result, the subordinates who were temporarily unemployed saw a crazy cat pressing the buttons on the console like a whack-a-mole, and the starship started some kind of difficult irregular movement, which made them gasp at the same time. There was a hint of admiration, and it also confused the high-ranking Flivia leaders who were secretly watching here.

Or panic.

Is Osmond Cartwright crazy?

Finally, in a random attempt, the ship's weapons were activated, and the scarlet beam gathered energy at the muzzle, and then flew mercilessly into the dark universe.

"Hey, can't it automatically aim?" Seraphim poked the button with his index finger.

The subordinates have lost their eyesight, and they have great sympathy for themselves who were sent to participate in this mission.

Osmond took over the flight system to prevent the crazy cats who hadn't had enough fun bringing them directly to the ground.

Spinning, jumping, Winifred closed her eyes, and then kept throwing out red light.

The Seraphim has already mastered the method of emitting several beams of light at the same time, not to mention, it looks pretty like a flower.

But Flivia's top executives don't think so.

A message was sent to Winifred's console, asking General Osmond to generously state his purpose of coming, and stop operating the main ship of the Cartwright family to dance over Flivia. This is very... You know, it's hard on the heart.

Osment quickly replied to them, saying he was just playing with his ward, like some amusement park bumper ships.

The high-level people have experienced the baptism of years to be able to become high-level. I am sorry that they do not have a deep understanding of the bumper spaceship that is not in contact with it, but they are sure that it will definitely not spit energy like a crazy starship gun!

Winifred was aggrieved.

Fortunately, Seraphim's interest is always changing. He got tired of playing, and returned the operating room to his exhausted subordinates, and jumped to the side cabin, which was very suitable for watching the scenery.

Then fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

……

"here we go……"

"Yes...the plan..."

Skip the sight from the scenery outside the side cabin, pass through the long darkness, and come to the Star Research Institute in the capital of the empire.

The technological elites gathered in a secret laboratory, unanimously put on white robes, and headed by the person in charge, Dr. Carden, began to sing praises to the gods.

Fanaticism, obsession, piety.

Ridiculous?

Please smile to your heart's content~