mech warriors have no love

This elopement disappeared for five full days.

The current chairman of the council, Mr. Lambert, has an extremely gloomy face during meetings every day. He tore up the proposal handed in by the marshal of the alliance, and when he was about to put a reward on Mr. Marshal, the marshal who stole his son from his house in a grand manner finally returned. .

The two men stared at each other in silence, while César was biting a lollipop next to him, confused.

Lucy stopped on his shoulder, seeing César's blank eyes, said kindly: "Master César, don't worry, this is a battle between men."

César: "?"

Why are they fighting?

Lancelot and Lambert glanced at César, and looked at each other tacitly. Lancelot pinched his face and kissed his cheek with a smile: "Honey, go back and rest for a while, In the evening, Carl will represent the Orcs and come to Planet Delan, and will bring you out to play."

Like coaxing a child.

But Césarl took this set, nodded obediently, raised his feet and wanted to leave, then remembered something, turned around, grabbed Lancelot by the collar, made him bow his head, and wrapped his hands around his neck, Looking up, her bright eyes stared at him without blinking: "Dear."

Lancelot took it for granted, kissed the corner of his mouth, hugged his slender waist, and smiled triumphantly at Lambert where César could not see.

Lambert: "..."

Feeling a chill behind him, César turned his head puzzled.

The marshal's face-changing speed was astonishing, and he instantly regained his tenderness. He rubbed his cheek and said softly, "I will have a good talk with my father-in-law. Go ahead, don't worry."

César let him go, looked worriedly at the weak and helpless Lancelot in his eyes, then at his murderous father, tugged his father's sleeve slightly: "Father... ..."

Lambert was heartbroken.

Son, you have been lied to!

It's a pity that the chairman of the council suffers because he is not so eloquent. When facing his beloved son, he talks less, especially when he notices the few hickeys on the side of Cesar's neck that have not disappeared, his eyelids twitch.

He stared at Lancelot unkindly, and touched César's head: "Go."

César hesitated and went home. As soon as he stepped into the door of Leslie's house, he heard a "wow", the yellow fur ball almost turned into a phantom, and smashed into his arms, and his thin hands and feet clenched his clothes , crying heartbreakingly: "My little César, woo woo woo why did you abandon me so cruelly, we have been inseparable for so many years, once you have another man, you don't want me..."

César: "..."

César indifferently tore it off and threw it to Lucy to play with. Facing Ellie's worried eyes, he smiled at her: "It's okay."

Ellie breathed a sigh of relief.

I heard César say casually, "Ellie, I'm getting married."

Ellie: "..."

The cup in Ellie's hand shattered with a bang.

The young woman who was still elegant just now stood up suddenly, rushed to him at a speed that even César was horrified, pressed his shoulder, and screamed in disbelief: "What? Who? Is it the person Lambert said? Lambert Bert says you've been scammed by a hoodlum! You're only a kid!"

Cesar was silent.

The child finally discovered slowly that the news that he was going to get married had a great impact on those around him.

After playing with Lucy for a while, Fuqiu crawled back and sat on top of César's head, sighing.

César ignored him, moved a small stool, sat at the door, and obediently waited for his father and Lancelot to come back.

Fortunately, everything was not as alarmist as Micah said. When it was getting late, the two men finally came back one after the other.

Both of them had minor scratches on their faces. When they met César's gaze, Lancelot began to say nonsense: "I met the alliance rebel forces, and the mecha was not around, so we had a fight."

César stared at him silently: "..."

He's just dull about certain things, not an IQ problem.

Although Lambert's face was still ugly, he unexpectedly stopped rejecting Lancelot so much. He said "don't even think about your proposal", exchanged glances with Ellie, and walked towards the back in tacit understanding. garden.

This is the second time that Lancelot has walked into César's house openly.Ellie was bored by herself these days, and she dug out some of the small inventions she made before to study. There were quite a few on the table. He glanced at them, his eyes froze, and he fell on the bionic monitor by the table, feeling inexplicable. Some look familiar.

César followed his line of sight, his eyelids twitched, and he stretched out his hand to pinch his chin without changing his expression, forcing him to turn his gaze to himself: "What did you and Dad do just now?"

Lancelot was absent-minded: "It's nothing, we just talked heart-to-heart, good boy."

As he said that, he couldn't help but look at the gadget again: "That thing looks familiar..."

César remained calm and composed, standing on tiptoe, with soft lips printed on his face, squinting his eyes and asking, "Is it that good-looking?"

Lancelot's thoughts returned instantly.

César was aggressive: "I look good?"

Without further ado, Lancelot quickly coaxed people: "You look the best!"

The onlookers watched the whole process of Fuqiu and Lu Xi: "..."

Satisfied, César put away all the things on the table and put them away.

Looking at his back, Lancelot still had doubts in his heart: "Lu Xi, have I seen that kind of monitor?"

Lucy thought about it.

According to the program settings, it cannot deceive the owner.

Therefore, Zhinao only replied calmly: "You have seen many types of monitors."

perfect.

Lancelot snorted, and then put his doubts behind him.

After putting those things back in Ellie's usual research room, César realized that he forgot to introduce Lancelot to Ellie.

Ellie and Lancelot seem to have had some negotiations. Knowing that his marriage partner is Lancelot, Ellie shouldn't react too violently...

César was thinking about it, and was going to look for someone in the garden, but before he got there, he saw Ellie.

Ellie was also obviously startled when she saw him. Her eyes were red, as if she had cried, and she wiped the corners of her eyes in a panic: "Lambert just went back... Césaire, why are you here?"

César looked at the tears in the corner of her eyes, walked over, took out a handkerchief, bent down and wiped it for her.

He whispered: "Ellie, what happened?"

Ellie was silent for a while, then showed a not-so-pretty smile: "...It seems that it's not good to keep it from you."

César had a premonition in his heart.

Ellie lowered her eyes: "It's nothing. Little César, I'm going to divorce Lambert."

César's lips moved, but he couldn't say anything, he could only reach out and hug the stepmother who had loved and protected him for many years.

Ellie didn't struggle, she leaned on his shoulder, her eyes were still red, but she didn't cry anymore.

She looked into the distance and said in a low voice, "I know Lambert doesn't like me, and he had no choice but to marry me."

It's just that she thought that time could change everything, such as making Lambert forget about the woman named Beilin.

But Lambert never forgot, decades later, he still deeply loves that orc who has passed away for many years.

She should be sad, but she is very proud.

The person she has always liked is so affectionate and firm. Her vision has been right from the beginning to the end.

It's just time to let go.

Ellie grabbed the hem of César's clothes and closed her eyes slightly: "When the Alliance Army won a big victory and returned to Capital Star, Lambert told me, but I didn't want to agree. After interrupting him, I kept avoiding him. "

She paused, her voice was rough: "Cesar, do you hate me like this?"

César's eyes were gentle, he patted Ellie's thin back lightly, and whispered: "No, I will never hate Ellie."

Allie smiled tearfully.

César knew that such a day would come, so he was not surprised. He looked down at Ellie and sighed slightly: "Ellie, will you come to my wedding?"

——as a mother.

Ellie had already calmed down, she blinked, and finally showed a real smile: "Of course. But which little girl is it that abducted you? Or which brat?"

César considered for a while: "...Lancelot."

Ellie smiled: "Oh, Lancelot."

……

"Lancelot?!"

The Marshal of the Union, who was sought after by the public, ate twice at Leslie's house, and finally slipped away with Cesare in his pocket when the orc representatives came to sign the agreement at night.

The conflict between the orcs and the Alliance has not been resolved, and now they have only signed an armistice agreement. To resolve the conflict, they have to take their time.

César was not interested in participating in that kind of formal occasion, so he slipped behind the parliament building by himself.

Fuqiu and Lucy rolled happily together, and César held his face to watch them roll around.

After staring at it for an unknown amount of time, a familiar voice came from above his head: "So it's here."

César raised his head, looked at his cheap uncle calmly, and said, "...Why are you bald?"

Carl's black hair was shaved clean, leaving a shiny skull.

Carl: "...Can you stop mentioning this as soon as we meet?"

César nodded and changed the phrase: "Where's your hair?"

Carl was indignant: "Your marshal burned it!"

Cesare coughed lightly, expressing deep sympathy, and pinched himself secretly to keep from laughing out loud.

Carl was expressionless.

Little bastard, don't think I didn't see you laughing.

"How is the experiment going?" César asked with a wink, holding back a smile.

Lancelot also popped up at some point, and took off the white marshal's dress without hesitation, and put it on César's seemingly thin body.

Carl shrugged: "I don't understand either, but there have been new developments a few days ago, and you may need to go back and cooperate after a while."

Lancelot held Cesare in his arms, resting his chin on the top of his fluffy hair. It was a pity that he could only see Cesare's cute cat ears once a year. Hearing this, he lazily raised his eyelids and looked at Eyeing Carl: "It is forbidden to inject any unknown reagents into him."

Carl raised his eyebrows: "During the experiment, I will definitely try new reagents occasionally..."

Lancelot interrupted him, with a chill in his opened eyes, and smiled slightly: "You can try the consequences."

Carl was silent for a moment, then took a step back: "Cesar is also my nephew, I will not do him any harm."

Seeing his ugly expression, César looked back at his marshal.

Lancelot smiled at him tenderly: "Baby, I will accompany you there when the time comes."

César sighed, nodded, and when he turned around, he found that Karl's expression was more complicated.

"That's right." César leaned back into his firm and warm embrace, staring at Carl's face, "Lancelot and I are getting married soon, will you come over?"

Carl is worthy of being a person who has gone through a lot of wind and waves. After hearing this, he answered the words very calmly: "If there is no accident, of course I will come. I missed Beilin's wedding, how could I miss you."

Cecil nodded with satisfaction.

Finally, I met someone who didn't blow up when he heard that he was going to get married.

Before Carl left, he gave Cesar a crystal ball.

Inside the crystal ball is Bei Lin's beloved Shuanglin flower. I don't know how to make this delicate and delicate flower bloom in it, and it will never fade.

Cesare put it on the head of the bed cherishingly. Every night when Lancelot climbed the window to see him, he would see Cesare staring at the crystal ball in a daze.

Fortunately, he diverted César's attention as soon as he came, and this state of cheating lasted for less than half a month. Everyone in the Leslie family turned a blind eye and pretended not to notice.

It wasn't until Lambert, who was busy with official duties, discovered that a grid was added outside the protective cover at home.

The distressed Marshal lingered for a while, and stole the little prince out again.

"Tomorrow is the graduation ceremony of the DeLand Middle School students." After stealing the man out, Lancelot rubbed the man in his arms, and said with a smile, "The old principal hasn't retired yet, so he invited me to give a speech to inspire you Those kids."

The days of studying in Delan Middle School seem to have been a lifetime ago, César let him rub it back and forth in a good temper, thinking of the lavender flower sea, his eyes brightened: "Can I go? "

Lancelot: "Kiss me and I promise you."

César kissed him obediently.

Lancelot: "..."

After the egg is finished, the heart is crispy.

When the little prince behaved, he blinked like he was seductive.

Because of the geographical advantages of DeLand Middle School, almost all the celebrities in the league went out from here.

The old headmaster has been wearing a formal suit, a gentleman's hat, and a gentleman's cane for decades. He has a serious face and speaks in a drawn-out tone, which makes nearly ten thousand teachers and students inside and outside the auditorium drowsy.

After speaking for an hour, the students have already started to doze off.

Until the old headmaster said in an old and calm voice: "Next, I invite Mr. Lancelot Rodney to speak."

The entire auditorium exploded with a bang.

The auditorium, which was so quiet just now that the audience would know that everyone was snoring, suddenly turned upside down. The screams and exclamations increased when the marshal of the alliance stepped onto the podium, frightening the pigeons staying in the open-air auditorium to swarm. Fleeing for their lives with wings, the noise was so loud that people's ears were blinded.

Lancelot glanced at the group of little guys who were about to turn the world upside down, raised his eyebrows, raised his hand, and made a silent gesture.

The excited students quickly quieted down again, their eyes were shining, and they stared at the tall and handsome man on the podium without blinking.

Lancelot didn't do it deliberately, but smiled: "The year I graduated from DeLand Middle School, the atmosphere in the auditorium was also very enthusiastic. Because I skipped the graduation ceremony, Colonel David came up to replace me. He forgot the words and gave a speech. It was a dirty joke, and we were chased three streets by the old principal with a cane."

The students who were still drowsy just now burst out laughing.

Before taking the stage, Lancelot stuffed the speech script given to him by the old principal as a cloth for shoe shine, and talked with his hands behind his back: "I don't have any glorious deeds to tell, after all, everyone can see the news from the front line as soon as possible. .Although I am old, I can still be regarded as the seniors of you guys. As a senior, I can give you some advice, but before that..."

Lancelot turned his gaze to another direction off the stage, his eyes darkened, unexpectedly gentle and serious: "Cesar, come up."

The students followed his gaze subconsciously, looking at the young man sitting quietly in the front row.

César was promoted several ranks because of a series of marshal nonsense such as "going to explore the beast clan's lair alone and was misunderstood", and was promoted to a major a few days ago. The hat blocked the light from the auditorium, and his whole face was buried in the shadow. Hearing the sound, he raised his head, revealing a delicate snow-white face.

There is still a fluffy fur ball lying on the hat, and a silver bird is parked on the shoulder.

He didn't understand Lancelot's intention of telling him to go up at this time, but he got up and went on stage, and walked in front of Lancelot.

Lancelot smiled at him, then half-kneeled down suddenly, took his hand, and put the ring prepared at some time on his ring finger quickly and accurately.

Not to be refused.

The auditorium fell silent.

Because of the participation of the Marshal of the Alliance, this graduation ceremony was broadcast live, and the people of the entire Alliance were watching.

The students were dumbfounded, not expecting such a development.

César lowered his eyes. The cold silver ring was just the right size and simple in style. With slight movements of his fingers, it reflected a cool light.

There was a smile in his eyes.

Lancelot raised his head, not paying any attention to the curious eyes that fell on him, and stared at Cesare with burning eyes: "The belated proposal, in front of the whole alliance, don't refuse me."

The tips of César's ears were already slightly red. Although he was a little embarrassed, his chest was filled with unprecedented warmth.

At this moment, he knew very clearly that he was loved and happy.

This clear recognition made him almost choke up, his eyes were hot, and he nodded silently when he met those smoky gray eyes with gentle gaze.

Lancelot laughed. He lowered his head, took Cesare's hand carefully, and kissed his ring-wearing finger devoutly and tenderly.

This is his baby.

In front of all the people, stamped with his stamp.

In the parliament building, Lambert, who rarely sneaked in to watch the live broadcast, turned off the light screen expressionlessly.

Ellie sat in the living room of Leslie's house. After reading this paragraph, she wiped the corners of her eyes, signed the divorce agreement, and turned to leave with her luggage.

The guards rose to the sky fearlessly for a few days, and in the capital where fireworks are prohibited, they set off a sky-high fireworks, which looked colorful and dazzling in broad daylight.

Then quickly slip away before the guards catch up.

The students in the auditorium stared at this scene, stunned for a long time, finally reacted, gasped, clapped and whistled desperately, hoping to let the marshal hear their blessings.

The old headmaster had no expression on his face, his hand holding the cane trembled slightly, and now he wanted to go up to the cane and kill that thing on the stage.

Why is it so hard to think about inviting Lancelot!

Back in the school, this guy was the one who didn't obey the rules, got into fights every day, and was criticized every time in meetings!

Even though he thought so, the old headmaster sighed and let Lancelot go.

Lancelot stood up slowly, put his arms around César without hesitation, and smiled wantonly: "Listen to my advice, little brats."

The old principal sitting under the stage frowned, feeling that the Lancelot dog couldn't spit out ivory.

"You can do whatever you want, as long as it doesn't violate people's moral bottom line, everything is bullshit."

Lancelot frantically pointed at the crowd in the audience: "For example, when I came here just now, I saw many students writing under the wish wall, wanting to take off the hat that Mr. Principal hasn't taken off for several years—all I'm about to graduate, don't you even have the guts? The future of the league is in your hands, which makes me very worried."

The old headmaster didn't dare to look back: "..."

My head suddenly turned cold.

The students slowly approached the old principal, smiling maliciously.

The old headmaster, who was planning to chase Mr. Marshal for a few blocks with a cane just now, changed his expression, and wanted to slip away while clutching his gentleman's hat.

How could the students let him succeed? Chaos broke out in the well-ordered auditorium before Lancelot arrived. Everyone was proud of snatching the headmaster's hat. Sneak out with Cesare.

Most of the students went to the auditorium to watch the excitement, and the quiet places in the school became even quieter. César and Lancelot held hands, and followed their memory to the place where Lancelot handed over the love letter. .

Both of them had good memories, and they found that place quickly.

It was a very quiet corner, with two swings standing alone, and it was not enough for the arrogant flower vines to cover the walls, they also covered the swings.When the wind blew, the delicate lavender petals fluttered and fell in all directions, and the ground was covered with a thick layer of residual flowers.

César let go of Lancelot's hand, sat on the swing, exerted a little force, the swing started to shake, and there was another chaotic rain of lavender flowers.

Lancelot found a letter out of nowhere, approached him step by step, stretched out his hand to hold the swing, leaned over to stare at him, and said in a low voice, "Student César."

César raised one eyebrow slightly, and did not cooperate at all, and stole his lines: "Come to confess?"

"No." Lancelot said with a serious face, "I'm here for a fight."

César tilted his head to look at him, with a half-smile in his eyes: "I accept."

He touched the button sewn on his military uniform and thought to himself that he had accepted it more than ten years ago.

During the painful days when he was lying in the dark in the medical cabin, Lancelot broke in unconsciously and smashed the shell he hid in the darkness, intending to let the darkness swallow him.

That button was sewn into his heart more than ten years ago.

"Actually, there was something I said in the auditorium just now, I'm not ashamed to say it in front of everyone."

César was slightly surprised that there were actually things in this world that the Alliance Marshal would feel embarrassed about.

Lancelot's forehead was pressed against him: "This is a little secret that everyone knows. César, I love you."

The soft voice penetrated into his ears, César looked back at him and smiled slightly: "Me too."

They looked at each other and saw the stars in each other's eyes.

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