Chapter 2 Chapter 2 He couldn't have been too kind to the cub...

The little cub was still lying on the ground. After spreading its little wings, it carefully stretched out its little tail. The white dragon-like tail had a tuft of pink fur on the tip. It swayed twice on the ground like a well-behaved little animal.

Look—the tail, too!

And there is also——

The little cub thought about it, and wanted to take off his halo to show it to Amos in front of him.

There was a secret expectation for his family in the little guy's eyes.

Want to raise a cub?

How about raising one?

It’s a little angel!

But before he could pull down his small halo, the huge monster in front of him suddenly disappeared.

Little Chuzao slowly opened his eyes in confusion and looked around.

"Ouch?"

Hey? What's wrong?

Then the next second, the little white ball crawling on the ground was pinched by a slender hand on the back of the neck and gently lifted up.

This is a tall man, nearly two meters tall. He is wearing a black military uniform. Because of the raging mental power, his body has been damaged and there is a hint of blood around him. He has an extremely superior face, looking a little arrogant and indifferent, and a pair of terrifying scarlet eyes are looking at the little guy at this moment.

"Where... are you from? What race are you, and why are you here? Are you..."

This is the homeland of the Crown Clan, a polluted habitat. In order to protect itself, the Saint Cass Empire has marginalized this place and resisted pollution. In this era, cubs are cherished by various special races. No race will abandon their cubs in such a place, even if they are ferocious beasts, unless this race has a hole in its brain.

Amos held the little guy up and looked at him for a long time. He felt that it was his own mental disturbance that made him confused.

Otherwise, why does this little guy look more and more like a cub of his own species?

...It turned out that he was the one with the hole in his head?

But the Crown Clan has not had any cubs for hundreds of years. The birth of their cubs is inseparable from spiritual power and habitat. After the cosmic pollution, the habitat was destroyed, and the Crown Clan, which already had a small number of members, came to an end.

Amos is the last generation of the entire Crown Clan after the pollution.

So a cub? No way. No way!

I must have seen it wrong, like the crown halo, the angel wings on the back, or the dragon's tail...

How come there is no flaw at all???

The more Amos looked at it, the more he doubted his life. He even reached out and pinched the little tail.

It’s real and soft. The little guy was unhappy when holding it in his hand and wanted to pull it out.

Amos's high-class-looking face moved closer and closer, until it was almost right in front of the little guy.

He seemed to have really... picked up a cub...

ah? ? ?

The little white ball, who was originally a little nervous, relaxed a little after feeling the breath of the other person.

This person has the same aura as the big white dumpling just now.

They are indeed the same.

Xiao Chuzao thought to herself that she even found a sense of familiarity in Amos's soft, slightly curly black hair - he was finally not an outlier.

He has his kind.

It's just that this posture is not very comfortable.

“Ouch~”

Little Chuzao's tail wagged behind him, and he protested in a childish voice. He raised his little paws and pressed them against Amos' face, trying to push Amos' face back.

It’s uncomfortable to carry it like this, bang bang.

Zao Zao wants to go down.

Is he calling me daddy?

At that moment, Amos, the usually calm and composed monarch of the Saint Cass Empire, had a solemn expression on his face, and he was unable to think.

"Where are you from? Are you from the Crown Clan? How did you survive in the habitat? What on earth is…"

“Ouch!”

It’s not comfortable to carry it like this, bang bang!

The cub struggled a little, this time a little louder, and he swayed in the air and almost fell.

Amos suddenly came back to his senses, changed his position, and held the little guy in his arms.

The body was suspended in the air and then fell down, but it did not land on the ground. The touch under the claws was very strange, not very stable but very stable.

The little cub's paws unconsciously clenched together. This was a very novel experience for the little guy.

The little guy raised his head cautiously, glanced at Amos's stiff jaw, and carefully placed his little head in the socket of his arm.

oh!

The little cub's pupils were now dilated like those of a cat, occupying most of its pupils, and its little tail swayed slightly.

This feeling...

Sure enough, what the ball called system said was right, this is his baba.

The person holding him was awkward and a little stiff, but his movements were very careful.

It was an embrace that smelled a little bloody and was a little cold. The metal button on Amos's military uniform was right under the cub's hand. The little cub tilted his furry little head, a pair of white little ears slowly stood up, and his big eyes were filled with a bit of childish curiosity. At the moment he was picked up, he was like a curious little animal. His little paws gently hooked the button and fiddled with it curiously. His nails collided with the button, making a very light clicking sound.

Amos lowered his eyes. It was really too small.

It’s so small—it feels about the size of his palm.

His whole body was stiff, and he didn't quite understand how his tribe members hundreds of years ago raised such a little creature.

But now it’s too strange, is this really the cub of their crown clan?

The Saint Cass Empire under the leadership of the Crown Clan has made countless enemies, and there are endless conspiracies against them. The division and fragmentation of Saint Cass is what countless countries and races hope to see.

As the last generation of the Crown Family, he has a lot to accomplish, and at this time he needs to be careful of these sudden special situations.

But the feeling at this moment is indescribable.

It also finally gave Amos a little sense of reality.

Oh, it's a cub.

He thought.

The environment here is not suitable for the cub to live in for a long time, so Amos took off his coat and wrapped the little guy in his clothes.

No matter what conspiracy or trap it is, we have to leave here first.

The Crown Clan has strong mental power, and things that are too strong will inevitably get out of control. In the past, the habitat would help them control it, but after the habitat was destroyed and they lost their power, as we can see now, the Crown Clan's mental power began to get out of control, and the crown gradually broke into pieces. They have to release the pressure every once in a while so that the crown doesn't break so quickly.

When the crown is completely shattered, the lives of the Crown Clan come to an end.

And every time he wants to relieve pressure, Amos chooses to come back here.

This time was the same, he did not bring any guards or attendants, but only drove a small starship.

He was still a little dazed at the moment, as if he was holding a small ball in his arms, but it was too light, and it seemed like an illusion. The white wings behind Amos slowly spread out, and he flew into the air. He protected the little cub and contacted the royal court of the Saint Cass Empire at the same time.

There was a solemn atmosphere in the royal court of the Saint Cass Empire.

The monarch of their empire, Amos Dwight, set off for the habitat when his mental power began to riot. Now, seven full days have passed and no news has been received.

Until just now, a message was transmitted from the distant universe.

Inside the house, a group of tall men and women moved.

"Is there any news about His Majesty?"

"Where is my second brother now? Is he coming back soon?"

"How is he now? Is his mental strength stable?"

"Why don't you speak?"

The young man who saw the message was also tall and handsome, with slightly spiky hair that revealed a full forehead, and a face full of weirdness.

"Hiss—Second brother said he...picked up a cub?"

"ah?"

"What is that?"

"…My second brother said he picked up a cub. The cub is probably too young to use space jump. Come back within seven days and ask the housekeeper to prepare a room for the cub and prepare for inspection."

There are not many Crown Clan members left in the interstellar space, and a small number of them are gathered here at the moment, their eyes full of confusion.

"What cub? Whose cub?"

"…Is your Majesty's mental power rioting and causing hallucinations?"

"Yes, yes, how could there be cubs? Did they pick up cubs from another tribe?"

Although they said this, a group of people involuntarily gathered around and stuck their heads out to squeeze in.

"let me see--"

"Didn't you say that His Majesty was hallucinating? What are you squeezing?"

"Don't I have to see it clearly before I can judge what the situation is, Your Majesty?"

Right, right, there haven't been any cubs in their tribe for hundreds of years. Although they are mythical immortals, each of them is hundreds of years old, but time is just a concept to them. The alpha wolf of their tribe, the emperor of the entire Saint Cass Empire, went out for seven days without servants or guards and has not returned. They must have to find out the current situation of His Majesty, right?

This - it can't be for a cub that was only mentioned once and appeared out of nowhere, right?

Hahaha... No, Your Majesty, please tell me clearly what kind of cub it is? !

Tormented by Amos' one-way communication, the Crown Clan members lost their composure, huddled together, and stared at the communicator, as if they wanted to stare a flower out of it.

But - one-sided communication!

Seven days!

Your Majesty, do you know how we will spend our seven days? !

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Xiao Chuzao was now lying in the starship.

He opened his big amber eyes and looked around curiously.

The fluffy little ball crawled on the ground naturally in the unfamiliar environment.

After Amos set up the starship navigation, he turned around and saw this scene.

The little guy blinked his round and bright eyes. He was short and squat, but he was quite outgoing. Although he was so weak, he looked a little strange after climbing up, but he adapted quickly. The tip of his white and fluffy tail was a little pink, like a small ball of wool. He lay on the ground, but the tip of his tail was raised, swaying back and forth behind him, and the little golden halo on his head swayed with it.

It’s just strange that the crown clan’s spiritual power aura should not always appear on their heads, and the brighter and more complicated, the more gorgeous it is, the stronger the spiritual power of this crown clan is.

Before this, there was no member of the Crown Clan with a golden crown.

"Ouch?"

Little Chuzao lay on the ground, looking at Amos.

The little guy's tone changed from confusion and uncertainty at the beginning to gradually firmness.

The voice is so babyish, the meaning isn't clear enough - Ba ba!

Let’s not talk about whether he is a dad or not.

Amos came back to his senses and looked at the soft little cub in front of him.

He believed that he would no longer be shocked by anything. He had seen too much and could handle all kinds of things with ease. But when facing such a small guy, Amos felt it was difficult to start.

His mental power suddenly erupted, and he left in a hurry, driving only a small starship. The communication was one-way, and there was no medical equipment. When he met such a strange cub, he could only squat in front of the little guy and said seriously: "Where are you from? How old are you? What's your name? Why are you there? Did you see anyone else before you went there?"

He had to figure out some things, so the monarch half-knelt in front of the little cub and asked with his eyes lowered.

They hadn't seen a cub in a long time, and even if it was really a cub of their species, he didn't think he would make any exceptions.

The Crown Clan was notoriously cold-blooded and ruthless. Amos had forgotten everything about his childhood, but there was one thing that was basically correct: he had also spent his childhood in strict training, and he would never be cruel to a cub...

The little cub tilted its head and the furry ball blinked its big eyes. It had so many questions that Zao Zao didn’t know.

The little cub stretched out his little paw: "Awoo~!"

Ba Ba! Zao Zao doesn't understand!

Amos stopped and looked at the little ball of fur.

...will definitely not be too affectionate to the cubs.

He thought about it, stretched out his hand, and with a stern face, picked up the furry ball.