mech warriors have no love

For the first time in Cesare's life he had seen someone so... brazen.

Dazed for a while, he clearly knew in his heart that he was being taken advantage of, but his heartbeat still accelerated in Micah's eyes that hated iron and steel.

Fortunately, Lancelot still has a bottom line. Seeing him at a loss, he smiled viciously, ruffled his hair, and said good night, then came in calmly, and walked out from there openly.

César was not the only one on this floor. A row of soldiers who had just returned from training saw the Marshal carefully closing the door and approaching, with a victorious smile on his face. They all shook their heads and immediately saluted: "Good morning Marshal!"

Lancelot was in a good mood and nodded kindly at them. Just as he was about to pass by and leave, he suddenly noticed from the corner of his eye that these boys came up shirtless.

In fact, it’s normal, no matter how cold the weather is, after high-intensity training, you will still be sweating profusely. This group of people who are used to suffering from cold and heat have long been fearless of the cold wind, and it’s okay to go back to the dormitory shirtless—— No wonder.

The problem was that Cesare lived here too.

Lancelot suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

After taking two steps, the more I think about it, the more uncomfortable it becomes.

The Marshal of the Alliance had a sullen face, poked the silver bird on his shoulder, and said pettyly, "...Lu Xi, do you think César accidentally saw them shirtless?"

Lucy:"……"

This thorn in Lancelot's heart was hard to get rid of. He stopped, turned around, looked at the soldiers who were still standing there, and looked at his back with reverence, and said, "You... "

Although Lancelot was never relentless when he became ruthless, and made people want to die, he never put on airs as a marshal, unlike many high-ranking officials in the alliance, who put on airs and stood tall. When he was in a good mood, he could pull anyone up. Well, it's not a problem to blow up a series - all in all, the marshal is usually approachable and unhurried, and he is rarely seen with a dark face.

Several little soldiers became nervous and held their breath involuntarily, for fear of missing the word Lancelot was going to say next.

When Lancelot made contact with these pure little eyes, his dark conscience was illuminated again, and he coughed dryly: "...be careful to dress well, winter is coming, and you will miss training if you are sick."

Marshal is so kind.

The little soldiers nodded vigorously, watching the back of Lancelot leaving with teary eyes.

Worrying about them getting sick, and using this poor excuse of pretending to be serious.

Why is the alliance... it's only right to put the marshal to the ground!

Unaware that the little soldiers behind him had made up their minds too much, Lancelot left those scorching lines of sight before throwing away the majesty of the marshal, and sighed leisurely: "It seems that my little prince needs to go through the back door and change to another place." Live...you haven't even seen mine yet, how can you go to see other people's. If you have seen mine, you won't want to see other people's. Lucy, what do you think about the tall figure just now compared to me? Sample?"

Before Lucy could answer, he said to himself again: "Mine must be better."

Lucy:"……"

Marshal, are you a three-year-old child!

It was bound to be a sleepless night.

After Lancelot left, Césarre always felt a little restless in his heart. I don't know if it was because he was an adult... and the estrus period was approaching, and he became anxious when he was close to Lancelot, who was full of male hormones, and couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning.

Lancelot wasn't as busy as he seemed. After finishing the base, apart from worrying about whether César had looked at other people's shoulders, he had to argue with the parliament all night, arguing about whether the military expenditure should be cut.

And just as the unlucky guards were about to go to bed, they received a letter of condemnation from their immediate superiors. After reading the email, they gritted their teeth angrily. Under the coercion of the Alliance Marshal, they got up and lit the night to fight while writing the [-]-word letter. While reviewing, he cursed Lancelot in his heart for insomnia—in fact, there was no need to curse, Lancelot spun around for a whole week, barely sleeping, and tonight was no exception.

The most pitiful one was probably Colonel David.

He just lost face in front of the goddess, and was slapped by Lancelot again, writing a self-criticism with tears in his eyes. He was so angry that he almost set up his mecha to attack that bastard thing to worship heaven.

Generally speaking, this night on Star Ruth was very harmonious.

When I gathered in the training room the next day, everyone had dark circles under their eyes and was weak.

Lancelot was no less deceptive, and several people used eye contact skillfully to slander a few words. Turning their heads and seeing that Cesar's spirit was not in a good mood, Molly was stunned for a moment, and suddenly she wanted to be wrong, and she was shocked. : "Cesar, last night... Did the Marshal look for you?"

César didn't fall asleep all night, and was a little sleepy. He didn't know how Molly knew that Lancelot was looking for him, so he nodded blankly.

Thinking of the little prince that Lancelot said with a smile, his heart trembled for no reason, and he lowered his eyes, trying to hide the emotion in his eyes.

Molly and the others looked at each other and condemned in their hearts: This beast!

Qin Beast was busy all night without closing his eyes, and happily brought a team of subordinates here all night. Finally, he managed to protect the military expenditure that was almost bitten off by the congressmen's lion mouth, rubbed his painful temple, and listened to the road. Xi calmly gave him examples of those sleepless and exhausted people in history, and smiled indifferently: "That's good, I have dedicated myself to the alliance, and it will last forever."

Lucy: "In that case, Master César will miss you when he gets married in the future."

Lancelot: "...adjust my work schedule and take two days off."

Lu Xi pinpointed Lancelot's dead spot, and silently exported the work schedule that had been planned long ago: "Now you should go back to rest instead of going to the training room."

Lancelot said as a matter of course: "Isn't it just a rest to go and see little César?"

Lucy:"……"

Tired of you!

Lancelot, who came to relax, failed to fulfill his wish—a few guards seemed to have a grudge against him. They either deliberately blocked his view of César, or came to pester him to ask some boring questions, and took the opportunity to make César I turn away.

Lancelot, who had seen the turbulent waves, was unmoved. He glanced at these subordinates who had been acting weird since yesterday. With a vicious look in his eyes, he found the culprit. He calmly hooked his hands and called David over.

David hadn't calmed down yet, so he leaned over to hold back the urge to commit the following offense, and murmured with his hands folded: "What's the matter, did you finally find out that the beast is you? It's useless to ask me, now the whole team knows that you are plotting against César." Yes. I said, why do you have the nerve to harass a beautiful young man? Have you ever seen flowers and animals?"

Lancelot, who was bitten by a beast, was not angry at all. Seeing César come back, he lowered his voice and said, "No matter what you said, quickly turn it around. I still have you who came to my house when I was a child and were cleaned up." A video of the robot chasing and sweeping the trash while running and crying, and finally stuffing it into the trash can.”

David gasped: "Damn you! Didn't you say that I helped you apply for the Odo Military Academy without telling your father, and then deleted it!"

Lancelot raised his eyebrows: "Of course such a wonderful video must be saved." After a pause, he performed his nirvana and waved his hand happily, "Molly, come here, Dai..."

David was so shocked that he was afraid that this bastard would really copy the video for Molly to enjoy, so he quickly covered his mouth, gritted his teeth and said, "When will you be able to be a person according to your father's wishes! One day I will You must review your embarrassing incidents to César!"

For Lancelot, this kind of threat is worse than stripping naked in front of César, he is very bachelor, he patted David's hand away, and said dissatisfiedly: "What are you doing? Let my Xiaoxi Zell saw how bad it was, and you explained it if you misunderstood? It’s good to look back, lovers need to have enough understanding, whether it’s childhood or adulthood, bright or dark, frankness is the long-term foundation. "

David choked for a while, and really knelt down: "Marshal, you have to show some face, you are looking forward to the future before you get the man!"

The two over there were holding hands, covering their mouths, and whispering together. They couldn't see David's expression, but they could see Lancelot smiling happily. César couldn't help wondering After taking a few glances, he poked Harry who was cleaning the energy gun beside him: "What are they doing?"

No need to think about it, the captain must have been bullied by the marshal again to the point where he has no power to fight back——

Comrade Harry carefully cleaned the energy gun, and casually said: "Flirt, let's talk about love."

César: "..."

Cesare: "Oh."

Harry shivered.

It always feels like the temperature has suddenly dropped a few degrees.

After bullying David, Lancelot threatened the subordinates who were trying to block Cesar with his eyes, and cleared all the obstacles. He watched Cesar tighten his belt and fight Rego, but he didn't want to harass César. Zell, sat on the edge and looked at the serious and devoted Cesare, and said to Lucy: "The serious Cesare is so cute."

Lucy:"……"

Lucy has gone numb.

During the intermission, Lancelot finally couldn't stand it any longer. Before Césarle slipped away under the cover of the crowd, he went over and carried him out, muttering as he walked, "Why did you promise me last night? Today I hid again." Look at me, so ruthless David."

César just wanted to cover his ears.

Finally, Lancelot finished chatting. He turned his head to see that he was only wearing a vest and his arms were bare. He took off his coat and put it on him again without making a sound.

César then breathed a sigh of relief and looked at him: "When did I agree?"

Lancelot thought about it carefully.

César was molested by him last night so blushing that she couldn't speak...it seemed that she really didn't agree.

The Alliance Marshal calmly ignored this fact, rubbed his slightly sweaty hair, and called up an email from his personal terminal: "Application to leave the base for a week on the [-]th of next month? Where are you going? The reason for the leave is not clear yet. Specifically bypassing the adjutant I sent to me for approval, huh?"

César knew that Lancelot was so busy that he had a luxury of time to catch his breath, and he would not deal with a small leave application... Who knew that the Alliance Marshal would be so free in his busy schedule.

The application I wrote last night after I couldn't sleep, was discovered by Lancelot early in the morning.

"Next month is your coming-of-age ceremony. Molly and the others are planning how to celebrate you." Lancelot smiled, put away the terminal, thinking that César's behavior might be because of his mother, pretending The stern face softened, and the eyes also softened, "You don't want to be busy, you can ask for leave, but you can't go out alone. I can give you freedom, but I can't let you be hurt because of freedom."

It was rare for César to understand the pity in Lancelot's eyes looking at him.

You think too much.

César thought blankly.

Just because of the goddamn rut.