mech warriors have no love

Chapter 21

When he walked into the prison cell with Lancelot, César's heart was quite complicated.

I used a micro-monitor in the morning, was found by Lancelot and looked for it, and came over at night... If Lancelot found out, he probably brought him over and locked him up.

Eugene was tortured by frangipani until his skin peeled off, but fortunately, the tube of reagent brought by Lancelot was small and did not make him lose control even more.When the two walked in, Eugene hadn't even put his tail back, and he was leaning against the corner of the wall with no strength. The snow-white wall was covered with deep and shallow bloodstains.

Cesare calmly looked away.

Beast people have the nature of beasts, and the bond of blood is not as deep as that of humans. Most of them have a weaker view of family than humans, and their instinct to reproduce is stronger.

He chewed over the introduction of the orc race in his mind, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Lancelot sat down at the table and lazily knocked on the table: "Wake up, Mr. Eugene, didn't you want to meet the boy who was on the mech with me? I brought it here for you. Why, now think Tell me the secret of noble space technology?"

Hearing the sound, Eugene moved, his hair was drenched with sweat, and he turned his head to look in embarrassment.That gaze was like a wolf's, fixed on César.

Can't tell what it means, César felt uncomfortable instinctively, and didn't move yet, Lancelot frowned, stood up to block César, and his smile faded a lot: "My kid can't stand the scare!" , What Mr. Eugene wants to say, just say it.”

Eugene opened his mouth, his dry lips trembling, he tried a few times before making a hoarse voice: "Marshal of the Union, I want to have a few words with this young man alone."

Lancelot raised his eyebrows, and didn't follow the routine. He folded his hands and said casually: "Is there anything wrong with saying it? Anyway, I will monitor the inside when I go out."

Eugene: "..."

César: "..."

Eugene choked for a moment, turned his gaze back to César's face, and slowly opened his mouth with complicated eyes: "Your father...is Lambert Leslie."

César looked at him silently.

"The tempers of your father and son are really similar..." Eugene murmured, "You were not born when I fought against your father."

Lancelot sat back and handed a small bench to César from the side. The two sat together, leisurely listening to the orc veteran recall the past.

The lifespan of orcs can be long or short. Unlike the alliance, which can calculate the average life span, many powerful orcs have long been buried in the loess.

The orc in front of him probably didn't have a long lifespan, and he started to feel nostalgic before he looked old.

"Your name is César, right?" Eugene said for a long time, and finally brought the topic back to César.

César remained expressionless.

"Your mother named you." Eugene lowered his face, unable to see clearly, "I haven't seen her for many years."

César looked at him coldly, and finally spoke: "She has been dead for many years."

Eugene smiled, that smile was indescribably weird.He said softly, "You know, she's been dead for many years."

Lancelot's eyelids twitched, and his heart palpitated for no reason.

His intuition told him that Eugene was not simply exchanging pleasantries, there must be something in his words...and César could understand.

But even if Lambert and César's mother knew this orc, why would César know something?In the small bar, how did César see at a glance that Eugene was an orc?

He leaned back and stroked Lucy who was turned into a ring on his hand: "David, that trash, haven't you found out what happened to Leslie's house?"

Lucy said: "Not yet. Please don't squeeze your subordinates. It will be very troublesome to help you solve this kind of personal problems in your spare time. If you press it again, you will look like... Have you ever heard of a famous play on the ancient earth? There is a character named Huang Shiren in it, who is very similar to you."

Lancelot really wanted to dismantle the mech: "Which side are you from?"

"You are my master." Lucy's tone was gentle, "but when your father handed me over to you, he programmed a program to let me supervise you at any time and make you a real person."

Lancelot now wants to go back to Delan Star to demolish his house: "What is a real person? Why am I not a human?"

"Your father's exact words are: Make this bastard a man for me."

Lancelot: "..."

César didn't know that the Union Marshal wanted to dismantle the mecha just like him, and looked at Eugene coldly, with no emotion on his face.

The hand held by his side was getting tighter and tighter, the shallow nails were deep in the palm, and there were bursts of stinging pain. He stood up and said to Lancelot, "I'm hungry."

"Okay, I'll take you to a small place." Lancelot withdrew his attention, and smiled at Eugene, "Mr. Eugene, continue to think slowly. Don't worry, the Alliance never tortures prisoners, and only pays attention to convincing people with reasoning." The truth, let's talk about it slowly."

Seeing that César was about to leave, Eugene took a deep breath, and his voice suddenly became cold: "Cesis, don't forget how she died."

César kept walking without turning his head. He and Lancelot walked out of the prison cell together. After breathing the air outside, his tense body relaxed slightly. He was about to go back to the dormitory and took two steps. It hit Lancelot's chest.

Without raising his head, he continued walking in another direction and bumped into it again.

Why is this person so annoying.

César took a breath and calmed down: "Is there anything else?"

"Didn't you say you were hungry?" Lancelot reached out and rubbed his hair.

César's hair is slightly curly, and it complements a handsome and fair face so well-behaved. Lancelot wanted to pinch it when he saw it, "Did you forget what you just said?"

César: "..." I really forgot.

"Today, the Marshal of the Alliance will give you a small treat, be happy. Don't pay attention to the orcs, they talk like dogs, and they have no other purpose except to annoy you."

César was noncommittal, but he began to wonder in his heart what kind of tricks the majestic Alliance Marshal could give him. He shook his head, put his troubles behind him, and concentrated on speculating.

Ten minutes later, Lancelot took César to the place where the stove was opened.

César looked blankly at the big golden characters on the tall building in front of him.

"The First Canteen of Ruji Base".

César: "..."

Cecil turned and left.

But he didn’t make it, Lancelot carried him in with big strides, this time happened to be meal time, when he walked in suddenly, hundreds of soldiers who were eating all choked up, stood up and saluted in unison, the roar was shocking It made people's eardrums hurt: "Hello, Marshal!"

Lancelot smiled and waved his hand, signaling them to ignore it.However, when the marshal came in person, everyone was trembling. They ate quickly and quietly, as if they were in a competition, and they had time to secretly look at the young man beside Lancelot.

There are many people in the base, but there are only two canteens. The small kitchen is not open to ordinary soldiers, and every floor is full.Lancelot walked up the stairs slowly, and he had to endure a torment on the upper layer of eardrums, and because the roar was too loud, the upstairs was prepared, and a relay race was started layer by layer, roaring more and more Loud, like a competition.

César always likes to be quiet, but it's hard to go up to the sixth floor.

Leaving the cafeteria on the sixth floor, he grabbed Lancelot by the neckline in a daze, and pushed him against the wall with a sullen face.

Before he could say anything, Lancelot folded his hands and laughed out loud, "Hey...this pose is classic."

César: "..."

I forgot what I wanted to say.

He stood against the wall against Lancelot in silence for a while, before choking out: "There is an elevator over there."

"Little César is tired from walking?" Lancelot pinched his face while smiling, "Say it earlier, I'll carry you away."

César: "..." I really want to throw this thing down from the sixth floor.

Seeing that César was speechless, Lancelot laughed out loud, and was finally willing to take the elevator up.

Cesar originally thought that Lancelot was walking up from floor to floor, looking for a place with vacancies, but Lancelot didn't even look at it, so he directly entered the password and pressed the roof.

Due to the large population and some inexplicable reasons, the cafeteria is built very high, and the roof is equipped with an anti-missile system, and ordinary people cannot go up without a password.

César was abducted up with a displeased face, and the moment he stepped out of the elevator, the cool evening breeze blew in.

It has been more than a month since I came to Star Ruth, and the planet has turned from early autumn to late autumn. The wind is blowing like the bone-piercing on Bidran, but standing on a high place, you can not be blocked by tall buildings, and you can have a panoramic view of the surrounding scenery.

The vast land in the distance, and the base of copper skin and iron bones nearby, spread out a lush forest of different shades, and a huge sun that is slowly setting in the sky.

The setting sun melted into gold, and the bloody setting sun filled the sky and earth. In the fading sunlight, it gradually condensed into another deeper color, and then the entire Ruth star suddenly ushered in the night and was ruled by the night.

The sky darkened, and the wind laughed and passed by.

César took a deep breath, looking at the vast world, the depression in his chest dissipated a lot.

His expression changed, and he suddenly understood something, and turned to look at Lancelot.

A tall man stood behind him, wearing a meticulous military uniform, but he seemed to be unable to stand up straight, leaning against the wall with his hands folded, smiling faintly, and staring at him seriously.

Cesar shook slightly.

Lancelot smiled: "What's the matter? I couldn't stand still because of the wind?"

"No, I tested it." Sizer recorded the data on the personal terminal, stared at him, and said calmly, "When I saw you just now, my heart rate was a little abnormal."

Lancelot: "..."

Lucy, there is a minor teasing me here!