The male worm who is the object of marriage has just reached adulthood

Chapter 62

Sog said: "Your Majesty, you have to be careful with him."

The music of the ball is layered higher, the climax of "Dance of the Knights" is full of excitement and joy, the tuba and the piano are like dueling knights, desperately competing for the attention of the audience.

The female stands in the center of the guests. Under the light, his skin has a slightly warm color like beeswax.

The blue-gray shadow slanted down from the root of the mountain, covering the eyebrows and eyes, forming a thin layer of color.

The dancing Zerg's clothes are swaying, dark green, dark gray, crimson, and the lively and jumping body is blurred into color blocks,

Atheran was the only stillness in Evan's eyes.

Sensing something, Arthur turned his head and his eyes met. He took off his hat, saluted, and smiled slightly on his face, as if spring water had just melted.

Evan also hooked the corner of his mouth.

Soge shuddered: "Did you see? How terrible he is, someone told me that before, and I criticized him for stigmatizing the commander of the border area, but this time I joined forces with him for security, so I knew him It's a total pervert."

Evan: "..."

"Don't you think he's cute," Evan couldn't help questioning softly.

Soge raised his eyebrows high, and he shook his head: "No, no, uh, why do you think so, he is a cruel and bloody killer, please pay attention."

"Why is there such a message?"

The young man asked a serious question, so Sog had to lower his voice and explain: "Priest Yao asked me to watch you, of course I won't let you get hurt."

Sogg coughed: "I can't go into details. You may have heard of him because his residence is near the eye of the storm."

"But you just need to know that Major General Arthur Lane Timothy has no noble background, but he still defeated more than a dozen candidates and became the local commander at the young age of 73."

"Given his usual ruthless style, there are rumors that he scared a male to death and scattered his ashes mixed with manai seeds in the polluted area to punish him for his promiscuity and infidelity."

Evan was silent for a while.

Mianxia's eager curiosity died down, and Sog relaxed his mind: "Even so, Major General Timoxiu is still a respectable military female, but I hope you don't consider asking for his consent."

Mianxia is really young and easy to rub.

Sog secretly thought in his heart, hoping that those commanders later will not be too mean.

But the military female, it really might be.

Evan nodded: "I see."

He turned his gaze, and Atherland was leaning against the wall, eating a small plate of wild strawberries with bamboo sticks.

Sweet.

He mouthed to Evan, and then handed the small plate to the glowing, transparent-winged Thumb, and the waiter flew over with the plate and landed in front of Evan.

Staff like them are standing directly on the shoulders of giant customers.

But Evan's identity is very special, he doesn't know where he should fall.

Sog was still trying his best to introduce the different tempers of different commanders to Evan, but he didn't notice that the little male was a little distracted.

On such a lively occasion, in a round ballroom with cheerful music, Evan felt a subtle sense of avoidance, as if no one would pay attention to his words and deeds.

Evan stretched out his index finger, and the little waiter of the Thumb family immediately stopped between his fingers.

Blue wild strawberries in small white saucers.

Evan quietly picked one up and stuffed it quickly into his mouth, pretending nothing happened.

Two seconds later, he clutched his cheeks to suppress the momentary toothache.

The taste of strawberries is not good, it is very sour, the chewed juice explodes, and the mouth is sour.

"Your Majesty."

Soge turned back to get a glass of wine, and Evan returned to the strawberry plate, with his hands behind his back, and said seriously: "Please continue."

Sog said: "Of course."

The littlefinger waiter lost his docking place and had to go back to pick up the table with strawberries.

Arthur Lan has been paying attention to the situation over there. He took the strawberry plate, and Lieutenant General Saug's tall body happened to block Evan.

Atherland's prank succeeded: "Stupid, it's so sour."

But I'm worried that Evan will be eaten by other commanders. After all, the stinky cub looks cold, but he is actually gentle.

After a dance.

According to Sorge's suggestion, Evan first talked with His Majesty's cousin, the commander named Hegovis.

General Hegovis was tall and strong, almost two hundred years old.

His slightly frosted hair was trimmed short and neatly. Under a pair of thick eyebrows, his icy blue eyes seemed to be a frozen lake exposed in the snow, or an iron armor eroded by wind and snow, the blue was calm and cold.

He took off his hat and bowed to Evan.

Evan could feel his deep respect, but this general, like his appearance, was not good at rhetoric, let alone concealing flattery.

"My lord, your plan is both ignorant and naive," he said, "I don't know what made you think like this, dancing with wolves, drinking with devils, you were deceived by its weak appearance, feeding you A young poisonous snake has forgotten how vicious and deadly it is.”

General Hegovis still has the tone and character of an old-fashioned knight from a hundred years ago.

That is, perseverance, loyalty, and kindness.

Evan said: "General Hegovis, if you dance with a jackal, put shackles on it and make it kneel down; if you drink with a devil, cut off the devil's tongue so that it can't curse. If If you feed a poisonous snake, pull out its fangs early to avoid being bitten."

"I did not make this decision out of kindness."

General Hegovis's ice-blue eyes seemed to be embroidered with green metal, and his voice was low: "I don't intend to convince you, my uncle, maybe you can call him that, he used to be an ascetic monk, so I believe No Zerg understands pollutants better than Eye of the Storm, and you'll make the right choice."

"But you also need to understand the empire, His Majesty the Emperor has no more rights than any commander.

"Our empire has developed since the cataclysm. It has advanced technology, but it has not found a suitable political system. The various political forms constitute today's imperial society."

"Every commander has his own considerations. They are not only a wall on the front line, but also a meat grinder that hinders reform and dares to kill all the Zerg that shakes their own interests."

"I'm afraid you can't imagine that."

Evan felt the edge from the language, and he calmly said: "I really don't understand this, General Hegovis."

Just as Hegovis was about to speak, he heard the young Crown Prince continue to say: "But I don't care, I don't care about your political system, your considerations, I hold the underground palace, and the pollutants that can destroy the entire plain .”

"Perhaps you misunderstood something. I'm just telling you that I don't need approval. It doesn't matter who opposes me or agrees with me."

"It's me who makes the final decision."

Evan lowered the corners of his lips, and returned to his expressionless face. "This meeting, this dance, is a declaration, not a solicitation."

Sogg was dumbfounded.