Chapter 34: Stuck Eggs Speaking of your big 1 guardian
A door separated the two people, Sava stood outside angrily, while Heinz sat inside leisurely.
For a moment, Sava wanted to pick up the RPG and blast that sinister smiling face through the door.
Lowly thing!
…Ever since that tyrant Cade ordered the closure of the Duke’s Mansion, anyone can come and step on him.
But everyone has the right to gloat over someone else's misfortune, except the bastard inside.
Heinz, Heinz, who kept promising to be grateful for his kindness and to help him rebuild the family, cut off all contact and disappeared for a year, only to end up becoming the tyrant's most trusted lackey.
How could Sava not hate him!
The sound of leather heels tapping on each other was heard from inside the door. Sava stepped back subconsciously, but it was too late.
He didn't even have time to scream before a dozen tentacles suddenly shot out from the crack in the door, tied him up, dragged him into the door, and locked him.
The nightingale walked two meters away and turned back curiously, startled.
...Where are the people? It disappeared in the blink of an eye. Could there really be a ghost?
Thinking about the widely circulated ghost story of Isopaiso in the palace, the nightingale felt even more chilled. It cried "Don't eat me" and ran away in horror.
Meanwhile, Sava inside the door was struggling with the tentacle net.
He was already sleep-deprived and in a very irritable mood, and now it was tangled around him and twisted repeatedly. The last bit of his patience was completely exhausted, and he tore it off in one bite.
"Crunch." The rubbery wrist was bitten off with a crisp sound.
"--Pah!" Sava spat on the ground, and the broken tentacle mixed with saliva twisted in grievance.
Heinz: "...So skilled, worthy of being a young master."
Seizing the opportunity, Sava quickly climbed up, crushing the half tentacle with the sole of his sneakers, picking his teeth with his little finger nail, and spat at Heinz:
"Come again, and see how many of yours I can bite off today."
Heinz said touchingly: "I am the only living thing that the young master is willing to put in his mouth."
Sava: “…”
Never threaten a pervert. A normal person would feel humiliated, but a pervert would just feel that you are rewarding him.
Sava suppressed his anger and said, "What are you doing here, idiot?"
Heinz brushed off the dust on his suit, stood up with a dull look, and began to walk around the dormitory, looking around:
"Ever since the young master blocked me last time, I have been unable to eat or sleep at night, thinking that I must do something to make the young master change his misunderstanding of me."
"I have no misunderstanding about you. I saw your true nature clearly when I was humiliated in front of my house that day!"
Heinz moved to the table and flipped through the O Code with interest: "It's very effective, isn't it?"
"What?" Sava was stunned and didn't react.
"After that day, the uncles and aunts in the family who coveted the family property would no longer dare to trick the young master into going to the bar and pushing him into the arms of a strange alpha, right? Because..."
Heinz's eyes paused, resting on the owl ceramic cup on the corner of the table, and his voice was soft and sinister:
"Because everyone knows that the young master is someone I will do whatever it takes to get him, and I am the most despicable and darkest bastard in the world."
Sava hunched his back cautiously, and raised his crest feathers. "Don't be so self-indulgent, you jellyfish. You just want to vent your selfish desires."
Heinz picked up the cup and kissed the little owl's beak passionately.
"Since Master hates me so much, why did you bring the little owl cup I baked myself?"
“…I’ll fall down for you to see now!”
Just then, a burst of quick footsteps was heard at the door.
Someone is back!
Sava immediately grabbed Heinz's tie and rushed into the bathroom at the speed of a 100-meter sprint.
Heinz felt as if his feet were flying sideways off the ground for a few seconds, and then his eyes blurred, and he was thrown into the drain like a jellyfish that had just been caught.
Sava panted and lowered his voice viciously: "Climb out of the sewer or be thrown out of the window by me, you choose one."
Heinz adjusted his striped tie elegantly: "I don't choose any of them. Is that the young master's new friend outside? I really want to meet him."
Sava's arms were bulging with veins, and he couldn't help but give him a hook, ready to knock him out and hide behind the curtain.
Heinz fell to the ground.
Sava tiptoed him away and squatted down to check with an expressionless face.
...The only good-looking thing about this guy is his face, so don't smash it.
Heinz opened his pair of rippling blue peach eyes, propped up his palms, and leaned weakly on Savva's knees, saying distressedly: "Master, did you miss lunch and have no strength left?"
Sava clenched his fists until they made a crackling sound.
Heinz decided to stop there, rolled his eyes, and suggested, "As long as the young master releases me from the blacklist, I will hide. How about that?"
Sava really wanted to cover his mouth with a bath towel.
No wonder she came to find me, it turns out she was waiting for him here.
But the situation did not allow for hesitation, as one of his roommates had already walked into the room.
As soon as Bai Ling pushed open the toilet door, he saw Sava sitting on the toilet lid with a tense expression.
Bai Ling looked him up and down and asked suspiciously, "What are you doing?"
Sava said without thinking: "I'm just thinking about something. Have you eaten? You're back so early. Do you have bird pickles in the cafeteria?"
Three rhetorical questions.
Bai Ling became even more suspicious. He knew this chicken. When it got nervous, its tongue would slip and it would talk nonsense.
He looked around the toilet calmly and said casually, "Oh, I was going to the library, but halfway through I remembered that the books I wanted to borrow were too heavy, so I thought of coming back to get a bag."
Sava immediately stood up, put his arm around his shoulders and was about to walk out, saying overly enthusiastically: "Come on, come on, I'll escort you there."
Bai Ling pointed at a corner of the shower curtain and said, "Brother, explain to me why there are men's clothes on the floor?"
Sava's eyes flickered: "...Well, everyone has little secrets. By the way, your freshman guardian——"
Bai Ling closed the toilet door and instantly became reasonable: "Let's go!"
The two dragged each other out of the dormitory. After a while, the lid of the toilet tank was pushed open, and a watery blue jellyfish crawled out around the tank and fell to the ground with a plop.
Heinz returned to his human form and sat dejectedly on the ground for a while.
In the end, he still couldn't say it.
How can I tell the young master that Cade is determined to reduce the power of the feudal lords, and he will issue an order within the next day or the day after tomorrow:
[In order to increase the fertility rate and optimize the fertility environment, the imperial omega does not need to worry about inheriting the family title]
The young master is an only child and has no brothers or sisters.
This means that even if the title and property are not confiscated, they will be taken over by distant relatives.
The Eagle Owl family has been loyal for generations. The three generations of female heads of the family died on the front lines. Now, when it comes to the young master's generation, they are forced to serve those unproductive marine nobles.
The young master’s elder is driving a mecha in the sky.
The young master could only sit in the house and hatch the eggs.
Heinz bent down to pick up the clothes on the ground. His long blue hair hung down his back, wet, with a few strands covering the anger on his lips:
"If someone ends up being a bad guy..."
"Why not, let me do it."
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Library on the 78th floor.
Bai Ling searched along the list of books, and found that they were all legal codes that were thousands of pages thick. It is no wonder that the palace library did not remove these books. The "Details of the Law of Succession to the Throne" alone has 1,400 pages, listing in detail every condition that the human brain can imagine.
You have to be bored to watch this.
Bai Ling flipped through it casually and got a headache when he saw the densely packed small print.
He searched the shelves desperately to see if he could find the popular edition. His fingertips brushed across the spine of the book where the gold painting had fallen off, and suddenly his fingertips paused.
《International Chess Openings: Interstellar Revised Edition》
Maybe someone read it and put it in the wrong place.
Bai Ling pulled it out, and the cover fell to the ground in his palm. He carefully picked up the curled paper and opened it. On the blank space on the title page was written:
[——Dedicated to myself who defeated countless fertilized eggs and came into this world victoriously]
Such a proud tone.
Bai Ling couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips. It seemed that the owner of the book was born in a test tube.
"What are you looking at so happily?" Sava leaned over and asked in surprise, "Chess?"
Bai Ling quickly closed the book and put it into his bag.
It's a good idea to take it back and study it. Maybe I can find a way to defeat the mermaid.
Sava stretched and chatted, "I didn't expect you to like this. But I also played chess with my grandfather when I was a kid. My grandfather was old and often lost his chess pieces. He gave me a box of medals and asked me to pick one I liked and put it on the chessboard. One time, I stole a medal with a flying bird pattern to go fishing for silver carp. He found out and beat me up with a belt. Damn, what's the big deal? He just threw his marshal medal in the attic and it was covered with dust. He didn't feel sorry for it at all."
Bai Ling said calmly: "The flying bird pattern is the most difficult soldier medal for new recruits to obtain. There is only one in the entire regiment of 3,000 people. You have to fight for it with your life."
Sava: "Fuck. Good fight."
Bai Ling nodded: "And it's only available in the first year. After that, no matter how outstanding your achievements are, you won't be able to get it."
In terms of rarity, it may even be better than the Marshal's Medal.
After all, generals are promoted every year, and there are only three in the past hundred years who can stubbornly survive the first year's devilish training and work hard to get the top score, shocking and impressing all the veterans.
Savoie counted on his fingers: "One is the Imperial Marshal, my grandfather, one is the commander of the country's most important star carrier 'Suzaku', Admiral Schlolan... Who is the other one?"
"I."
Bai Ling said.
Sava's pupils dilated, and he subconsciously wanted to say "Wow, that's awesome."
But he suddenly caught a glimpse of the prosthetic limb sticking out of Bai Ling's trouser leg. For an instant, he felt his heart blocked, and all the sourness and indignation were suppressed in his throat. He could only lower his eyes in silence.
What a good seedling.
If grandpa were here, he would say the same thing.
Sava suddenly grabbed an outdated magazine from the side and covered his face with it.
Bai Ling was puzzled and poked his rapidly rising and falling chest, "What are you doing, stinky chicken? Let's go."
“…Wow, then, then is your flying bird emblem still there? Can you lend it to me to have a look… Don’t get me wrong, I just miss grandpa.”
He didn't forget to find a way out for himself at the end.
Bai Ling gritted his teeth and patted his shoulder to comfort him: "If it was in my hands, I would definitely lend it to you, okay?"
Sava took the magazine away quickly, frowning with red eyes: "Who took it? I'll nag him to death!"
Bai Ling moved his thin lips, and the light in his eyes dimmed silently, "It's okay, I will take it back later."
As he spoke, he lifted the bag strap onto his shoulder, but stumbled as the books fell on him.
"Give it to you." Sava snatched it away, took out the two heaviest books, raised his chin towards him arrogantly, his eyes still red:
"I'll help you carry this half."
·
After they registered the books, they walked towards the library entrance, when two figures suddenly jumped out and stopped them.
Upon closer inspection, one of them was the gray magpie that had been causing trouble before.
Sava was still immersed in revolutionary sentiment at the moment, and was extremely protective of his people. His fist, as big as a sandbag, suddenly became hard.
The gray magpie had suffered before, and explained in panic: "Don't do it, don't do it, we are not here to cause trouble, we just want to ask..."
Bai Ling asked coldly: "What are you asking?"
The gray magpie looked at his companion with an unspeakable look, and his companion also looked embarrassed. If there wasn't no one in the library at the moment, they wouldn't have stopped these two troublemakers.
But the situation over there is really critical...
Gray Magpie remembered the Gang's motto of "unity and mutual assistance", took a deep breath, and said with a desperate look:
"You can hit me too! But I just want to ask if you two have the suppression sticks. My boss seems to have a ball stuck in his balls. It hurts so much that he can't walk. I need to use it urgently."
Sava suspected this was a new trick of theirs: "How do I know if you two are lying to trick us into revenge?"
Gray Magpie said anxiously: "You can give us the suppression stick, but you can't go over."
Sava crossed his arms and kicked the trash can. "How can I miss such a good opportunity as the crows' eggs? I'll go."
Gray Magpie: "... whatever you want!"
Bai Ling grabbed Sava and turned to ask Gray Magpie: "There is a medical room two floors up. Why don't you carry Crow over there? Instead, you want a suppression stick. I remember that a suppression stick can't cure stuck eggs, right?"
The gray magpie secretly glanced at the surveillance camera, pulled them aside and whispered, "The boss wants to smash the eggs."
Sava & Bai Ling: “???”
The gray magpie then dropped a bombshell: "The fertilized egg is not your Majesty's."
Sava and Bai Ling looked at each other and nodded to each other.
——When it comes to cuckolding a tyrant, you can’t be absent.
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