Chapter 105 Cyberabo (Free City) 18 Calm Madness...
Song Qingqing was a little stunned when she was suddenly picked up and sat directly on Lewute's lap. That's not right. This shouldn't be Lewute's reaction?
Shouldn't the plot outline indicate that he has no feelings for his troublemaker ward? After all, since bringing him back and signing the guardianship agreement, Leut has had no offline contact with his character.
Song Qingqing racked her brains but couldn't figure out why Leut hugged her up. She forgot to continue her performance because of the tears she was holding back. They just hung on her long and thick eyelashes like tiny crystal beads.
Lying in Leut's arms, Song Qingqing carefully avoided the area where his bandaged wound was, looked up at him, and after carefully considering how to answer Leut's question, she spoke softly, "Your adjutant said you were seriously injured on the front line. I'm very worried about you."
Leut's bony hand touched her head, then caressed the girl's fair cheek lovingly. He smiled gently and asked, "Are you worried that no one will take care of you after I die?"
What kind of question is this?
How to describe it? When Song Qingqing heard this question clearly, her body froze.
Was the gentle and mature cruiser commander mocking her? But... Song Qingqing raised her misty and tearful eyes, trying hard to find such an expression on Leut's sharp and handsome face, but found nothing.
It was as if Leut was seriously considering the issue and its consequences, asking himself what he thought about it, without any other emotional overtones.
But how could Leut ask herself that? Even if she wasn't a citizen of this mission world, she knew that Alpha Warriors like Leut and Dros were fighting to protect civilians. This question sounded like she was only concerned with her own immediate interests.
And even if she was worried about herself, it wouldn't be a problem. She was an Omega, and without the protection of her guardian, if Delos didn't take action, it was self-evident what would happen to her...
Song Qingqing bit her lip, and the tears that she had been holding back for a long time slid down her cheeks, falling on Leut's palms, which were covered with calluses from holding guns for years, and they felt hot and burning.
When Leut felt the warmth of the girl's tears, his palm stopped at the side of her face. He covered his eyelashes slightly and looked at her with lowered eyes. His mind quickly went through the contents of the guardian's education manual, and then slowly stopped at one line.
Omega children are emotionally sensitive and fragile, requiring constant care from their Alphas. They are adorable, sentimental treasures who often shed tears, and when deeply marked by their Alphas, they shed sweet, delicious tears.
The Black Eagle Commander's golden eyes reflected the fragile, tearful expression of the young girl. He pondered silently, thinking, "Will I, the Omega girl on the verge of maturity, graduate from Bridal School, meet my dream Alpha? Will she eventually show him this endearing expression on the soft blanket? Will I, timidly, try to wrap myself around the Alpha's suddenly bulging knot?" This was ridiculous.
This was the first time that Leut intuitively realized that in the future there might be some other messy Alpha who would snatch the girl in front of him away from the protection of his wings.
Leut frowned almost instinctively.
No Alpha could ever fully satisfy him, and he considered Delos, the commander of the Federal Army, the most unlikely candidate. Even the marriage he had brokered was merely a temporary solution to silence public opinion.
Dros, who had never received the education of an elite Alpha, a vicious wolf from the fringe with no sense of morality or law, a Dros who followed his heart without any scruples, a Dros who had once acted like a mob and had his wings severely injured...
There was no point in thinking about this matter too much. The more he thought about it, the more dissatisfied Leut would become with it.
That was the scrutiny of the wolves from the fringe areas by the elite high-level eagles.
Leut calmly decided to wait until he left the Medical Institute and then announce the cancellation of their engagement.
Song Qingqing, who had no idea what Leut was thinking, just shook her head pretending to be aggrieved, and whispered what was in her heart with a trembling voice.
"No, I'm just afraid of losing you."
After saying this, Song Qingqing threw herself into Leut's arms and lowered her face to prevent this calm and restrained man, who was like a cold killing machine of the Federation, from noticing anything unusual about her.
So Song Qingqing was completely unaware that when she felt the warmth of the girl's snowball close to her through her thin nightgown, and after hearing those words, Commander Leut's indifferent eyes changed, and a dark color slowly suppressed and sank in his molten gold eyes.
Leut keenly sensed the sweet pheromone scent of the girl, which subtly affected his emotions. She had just cried, and cried very hard.
Having read the educational manual, Leut naturally knew that Omegas would unconsciously emit pheromones when they were emotionally excited.
As for his current condition, the medical research institute's examination report clearly stated: he was attacked by a mentally mutated nuclear monster and there was a risk of disorder during his susceptible period.
Leut calmed his breathing, which had been disordered for a moment, without changing his expression. He closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, he had regained his original composure. He sighed silently in his heart.
Perhaps it was time to teach this disobedient child through practical action, to understand how dangerous and easily out-of-control Alphas were to Omegas. Even a hint of their sweet pheromones could cause an Alpha with such weak self-control to lose control of himself.
"Have you met Delos?" Delos asked without warning, patiently asking the girl in his arms like a gentle and mature elder.
Song Qingqing couldn't guess why Leut suddenly mentioned Delos, and just responded vaguely.
Leut gently stroked the girl's back and continued, "What kind of Alpha do you think he is?"
This question was inexplicably like an elder asking her what she thought of her blind date...
Song Qingqing thought about it and thought, since Leut had chosen her as her fiancé, she should have a high opinion of him, right? She just had to agree with his opinion.
The girl, completely oblivious, forced a smile. Her almond-shaped eyes, which had just been shedding tears, curved into two lovely crescents. She carefully considered her words and replied softly, "Commander Delos is a very good Alpha. He even took me to the fringe area..."
"Marginal area?" Leut's brows suddenly frowned. As soon as Song Qingqing said this, Dros's image could be said to have been directly sentenced to death in Leut's eyes.
Everyone in the Federation Cruiser Squadron knew that Commander Leut was calm and rational, and rarely showed his emotions.
Does this madman, DeRoss, know that bringing an Omega to the fringe zone is enough to send him to a federal military court?
Moreover, this kid is so naive and ignorant that he regards this rotten guy, Dros, as an excellent Alpha?
But Leut quickly controlled his briefly uncontrolled emotions. He met the girl's questioning gaze, smiled gently, and asked, "Did you have fun in the Fringe?"
Although it was only a moment, Song Qingqing still caught a glimpse of the loss of control that flashed across Leut's eyes.
It seems... Leut doesn't seem to agree with the madman Dros's behavior of bringing himself to the dangerous fringe area.
So what? Anyway, this time she is going to play the role of a playful and rebellious girl.
Song Qingqing looked up at her mature and steady guardian, and nodded with a smile in her eyes and eyebrows. "Commander Delos also took me to try some alcoholic beverages. They were delicious! I loved them."
There was a crackling sound, which was the sound of the intelligent computer display screen shattering.
Taking an Omega who has not yet fully matured to a bar in the fringe area to drink, after hearing this, Leut didn't know for a moment whether he was crazy or the madman Dros had completely stopped pretending.
One of the basics about Omega is the effect of alcohol consumption on Omega's tidal period, which may cause it to be irregular or even occur multiple times a month.
"Baby, stay away from that guy Delos from now on." Leut withdrew his thoughts and looked down at the girl who was relying on him. The tip of his thumb gently and slowly wiped away the last trace of moisture from the corner of her eye. "He has worked with me for many years. Objectively speaking, he is not a qualified and upright Alpha Commander. Most importantly, Delos is from the Fringe Zone."
Leut himself didn't have many personal opinions or ideas about the people in the marginal areas, even though people around him told him that the people in the marginal cities were all pariahs. But in Leut's view, these people were all sacrificed forerunners.
Because no one knew Edge City's original state better than he, the former executive officer. But such sacrifices were already minimized after weighing the pros and cons. In the face of survival, a hard life was nothing.
Of course, his current evaluation of Delos is entirely personal and intended to persuade the girl most efficiently.
"A cunning and brutal man like Delos won't show you the full extent of Edge City... or him personally." Leut turned around, untied the cloak casually draped over his shoulders, and brushed his long black hair aside, revealing his muscular back. Two silver marks of prosthetic devices were prominently displayed on his shoulder blades.
"I once met Delos in Edge City before he joined the Federation Army. These two traces are due to him."
When Leut said this, his tone was light and it was hard to tell his emotions, but Song Qingqing intuitively felt that he was probably not happy, because birds all cherish their feathers.
Even if Alpha warriors only show more or less animalistic atavistic characteristics, their habits will be somewhat similar.
Song Qingqing pursed her lips, stretched out her hand, and ran her fingertips across the two silver marks. In her mind, she unconsciously imagined what Leut's wings should have looked like. "It must be very painful..."
Both physically and psychologically.
The girl's warmth was wrapped in the sweet scent of pheromones, and her fair fingertips felt completely different from the Alpha warriors' touch, delicate and gentle.
So when Leut, who had never been on guard against Omegas, was caught off guard by the girl and his slender and powerful body tensed up slightly for a moment, just like the state of being ready to go on the battlefield. But when he realized that it was a child who grew up under his protection, he slowly relaxed.
The Black Eagle Commander's golden eyes looked at the silver-white wall in front of him, as if he saw the scene at that time again.
The silver-haired, red-eyed boy was pinned to the muddy ground by the elder's sharp claws. He covered his eye, which was bleeding, with one hand, while his other hand, which had not yet retracted its wolf claws, was tightly grasping the torn black feathers, with even pieces of flesh and blood between his fingers.
Leut's condition was not too good either. The blood gushing from his shoulder blade had soaked his commander's uniform, leaving a large dark patch. Blood was also dripping down the ends of his hair, forming a small pool on the ground.
Both can be said to be in a terrible situation.
But the silver-haired, blood-stained boy could laugh out loud like a madman without restraint, and even ridiculed the elite executive from the top of the central city in front of him without any hesitation.
"Sir, an eye in exchange for a pair of chicken wings is a perfectly good deal for me."
In fact, it was just as he said. Leut, who had never failed in weighing the pros and cons, had the ugliest look on his face at this moment. He was so indifferent that he even had a cold murderous intent.
This guy was irritating him, and any loss of control on the battlefield could lead to death.
Thinking of this, a cold smile appeared on Leut's cold and sharp face. He let go of the silver-haired boy who was acting like a madman. Of course, he could easily come up with more psychologically offensive methods.
With rational judgment, Leut personally brought this guy with good qualifications into the federal military department, and patiently pushed Delos to the position of senior officials in the central city that he hated the most. Delos could of course refuse, and then be executed for the crime of attacking the executive officer.
And the Federation's advance will ruthlessly crush the edge city that Delos wants to protect.
These are precisely the reasons why Leut and Dros have always been at odds with each other. Influenced by the two commanders, the atmosphere in the Army Squadron and the Cruise Squadron is such that people would open fire at the slightest disagreement.
In order to achieve his goal of keeping the girl away from her fiancé, Leut certainly would not choose to digest all the pain by himself like traditional elders.
"Yes, but it has been a long time since it healed." Leut turned around and no longer let Song Qingqing see the traces of his prosthesis. He bent down and kissed the girl's eyelids, which were still thin and red from crying, as lightly as a dragonfly touching the water, and chuckled softly.
"Are you going to cry again, baby? I smell tears."
The feeling was different from when Delos casually called her baby. When Song Qingqing heard Leut call her in such a gentle and low voice, her fingers couldn't help but curl up, and her palms felt a little itchy.
It was a name without any flirtatious connotations, as if it was a name that came from someone who truly valued himself.
So strange...
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