Chapter 39 Interstellar 15

"Lewin, long time no see."

Anatole held the glass in one hand and nodded to Lewin.

"You haven't changed at all."

Lewin shook the goblet in his hand, and the dark red wine slid across the transparent glass, leaving a gorgeous color.

"Aren't you the same?"

Anatole asked back.

"No, Anatole," Lewin smiled and shook his head, looking straight into Anatole's eyes.

"Many of us have changed, except you."

"Sometimes, I really admire you."

Lewin didn't look into Anatole's eyes again, but just stared at the bright red wine in his hand, and lowered his tone a little.

"Thank you for the compliment."

Anatole took a sip of the wine in the glass and said lightly.

"By the way, you should know that Ward must be furious that you were able to return to the capital planet from Ackerman safely. I haven't seen that old guy so angry and frustrated for a long time. You are worthy of it..."

"Really?"

Anatole adhered to the principle of saying more and making more mistakes, and did not reveal too much of his thoughts.

"Of course, you won't forget how many traps he has set for us, right? With such a good opportunity, I must ridicule him a few times."

Lewin showed a refreshing smile, and the smile on his face was more sincere than usual.

"It was not just his handiwork that attacked me on the way back this time."

Anatole stroked the goblet in his hand with one hand, lowered his head and could not see his expression clearly.

"Don't tell me you didn't find out. According to my information, many people are eyeing our Admiral Anatole's head."

Lewin always speaks half-heartedly, squinting his eyes and smiling like a fox.

Even he can guess so many forces.

According to his understanding of Anatole, the relevant information must have been placed on his desk a long time ago.

"But the Empire has been very well behaved recently, so we don't need to take action. I guess those people will definitely find various excuses to detain you here. You better be careful and don't fall into their hands."

Lewin and Anatole stood side by side and spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Thank you for your reminder."

Anatole thanked them politely, and then changed the subject:

"They are still unsure of my situation. No matter what comes, we will deal with it with earth."

"Admiral, you are doing the right thing, but don't forget that they are a group of conspirators who are good at using tricks. Some of them have intricate connections with the Empire, pirates and other forces..."

Lewin has always been cautious.

Ever since Anatole was injured, the undercurrent lurking under the peace and tranquility made him inexplicably uneasy.

"And..." Lewin looked more serious than ever.

"Where did you kidnap such a precious omega?"

Damn it, I don't even have one yet, how come this kid got there first!

When we were in school, Anatole was always better than me. Apart from academic performance, how could I lose in such a matter? !

Lewin looked indignant.

"Darian is mine."

Anatole became alert instantly and immediately claimed his sovereignty.

"Also, I didn't kidnap him."

"Tsk, how come you have a partner?"

Lewin didn't understand. Isn't Anatole just a little handsome and a little stronger?

With his stubborn temper that can't be pulled back by ten bulls, he actually has a partner before me?

How can I tolerate this?

"Why don't you introduce him to me?"

Lewin put on his signature smile again, and that smile looked malicious no matter how you looked at it.

"Then I have to ask him if he is willing to know you first."

Anatole replied, subconsciously looking for the figure of Darien in the corner.

The sofa where Darien was originally sitting was empty.

Anatole's usually cold and calm expression darkened in the blink of an eye, and his already dark eyes became even deeper, as heavy as if brewing a storm.

"Excuse me, I'm going to find someone."

After saying this, Anatole turned around and left.

"Hey - you really are..."

Seeing Anatole's series of expression changes, Lewin helplessly rubbed his forehead.

I thought he was just finding an omega on the spot.

But looking at Anatole like this, he is really an important person...

*

Time goes back to five minutes ago.

Darien on the other side sat quietly in the corner, reducing his presence.

This skill was already mastered to perfection when he was a mercenary.

Whenever he wants to sneak up on a target, Darien often chooses to wear an inconspicuous outfit.

Or he disguises himself as a waiter or bodyguard to reduce his presence and quietly come to the target.

Of course, there are also many times when Darien chooses to shoot directly with a sniper rifle in the head.

Clean and neat, and without any blood.

I haven't moved my hands and feet for a long time, and I feel a lot less skilled recently.

Darien rubbed his fingers unconsciously.

However, thinking that the main purpose of this trip was to protect Anatole, Darien calmed down his restless heart.

It's better not to do it yourself.

Unfortunately, things don't go as planned. Darien, who wanted to stay quietly in the corner waiting for the banquet to end, welcomed an uninvited guest.

Darien frowned as he looked coldly at the alpha standing in front of him and the omega in his arms.

"Are you Anatole's omega? You don't look that good."

The man looked at Darien with a condescending attitude, like he was evaluating a commodity, and spoke with disdain.

In his eyes, Darien was just a toy under Anatole, something that was not worthy of being on the stage, so naturally there was not much respect he deserved.

Darien should have manually shut the annoying man's stinky mouth before he opened his mouth.

Adhering to the idea of ​​not causing trouble for Anatole at the banquet, Darien chose to ignore him directly with a cold face.

"Why don't you talk? Hahaha... Are you still dumb?"

"I think Anatole's taste is not that good either. I can find a lot of omegas like you on the street!"

Perhaps because he saw that the man in front of him was silent and thought that Darien was scared, the man became more and more excited and began to talk nonsense.

Even the omega in his arms couldn't stand his ability to lie with his eyes open, and couldn't bear to see the man insult such an omega.

But she was still a little afraid of the man in her heart, so she could only gently push the man's chest and whispered to comfort him:

"Sir, don't say anything, are you drunk?"

The man had a bad attitude towards the omega in his arms and directly pulled him out.

"What are you saying about being drunk?! I'm not drunk! Who is Anatole? How dare he step on me!"

The man was obviously very drunk, and he said things he wouldn't dare to say to people weaker than him.

"Didn't he say he was seriously injured? I wonder why he didn't die right there?"

Darien, who had been calm, stood up in a flash.

His eyes suddenly darkened, and his eyebrows were cold. His green eyes condensed into a pool of dead water, making it hard to breathe.

With a sharp look like a knife, Darien stood up slowly and approached the man standing in front of him slowly.

With a smile on his lips, Darien stood in front of the man, his momentum undiminished.

"Sir, may I have a word with you?"