Chapter 53

Lance is a very special person in the Imperial Army.

First of all, his position was very high, there was no denying that. After all, in the army, he was the only adjutant who could get close to that cold and cruel guy who even the Imperial Army could not help but be afraid of on the battlefield.

Secondly, he was extremely loyal to the Imperial Army. No, to be more precise, he was loyal to his commander, and the commander was loyal to the emperor. Naturally, Lance, who was completely loyal to his commander, was also completely loyal to the empire. Even the emperor had praised his complete loyalty. Naturally, the people under him would not doubt the loyalty of Commander Lance.

Finally, as a leader, Lance is efficient and prudent in his work. He is also very tolerant of his subordinates' mistakes and is rarely harsh or scolding. He has a very good temper and is a fair person.

However, when the soldiers talked about such a number one figure, they suddenly remembered that he was such a perfect number one figure, but why had they never seen him get particularly close to anyone other than the commander?

He seemed to treat everyone impartially and without favoritism. In all these years, he had never heard anyone in the army say anything negative about him. Thinking of this, the soldier couldn't help but start to doubt, can a person really be so perfect?

"What's wrong? Why did you suddenly stop talking?" His companion couldn't help asking after not hearing him continue talking for a while.

The soldier responded and opened his mouth, "I just suddenly heard--"

"Ah, it's the commander coming." His companion interrupted the soldier again, and he subconsciously looked over.

On the road not far ahead of them, two white figures, one tall and one short, were walking towards them, one in front and one behind.

"Sir." His companions saluted first, and the soldiers also followed his lead subconsciously.

Of the two figures walking towards them, the taller one behind them heard their voices, looked up, and responded to them with a warm face, "Bildy, Ed, long time no see."

"Sir, sir, you actually know me?" The soldier's companion Bildy was surprised and happy when the officer suddenly called out his name. He stammered and asked again in disbelief.

"Of course." Officer Lance smiled and praised Bildee, "You performed particularly bravely in the last battle. Keep it up!"

"Yes, sir!" Bildy smiled happily and saluted Lance again.

Lance looked at him with a slight smile, nodded to Ed, and then left with Yan Bei, who had remained motionless and unresponsive throughout the whole process.

The moment he turned and left, all the hair on Ed's body stood up.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? You were talking about him with admiration just now. Why don't you say a word when you meet the commander?" Bildy stretched out his elbow and poked Ed, who lowered his head, and still looked at the two men's backs as they left with excitement on his face.

But Ed didn't have time to pay attention to him at the moment. The young Imperial Army soldier's mind was now occupied by the horrible thoughts that suddenly popped up in his mind.

Ed raised his head, his face pale as he looked at the back, but he couldn't help thinking in his heart.

A character who exists entirely for one other person.

What a terrifying existence this is.

-

Lance didn't care about the little incident he had just encountered. After all, it was just the most insignificant thing in his daily life.

After all, as an intelligence dealer, he had intentionally conducted a transformation experiment on himself to help his memory, so remembering the names of two somewhat special soldiers was no big deal for him.

But now all his attention was still on Yan Bei, who had just finished a routine checkup.

He carefully took the leader, who was extremely scary in the eyes of others, and took him back like a child. But when he was almost at the door, Yan Bei suddenly opened the door himself, and then closed the door without hesitation, locking Lance out.

Lance stared blankly, and then suddenly realized that it seemed that another commander had appeared again...

Lance believed that no one in the world understood the Commander better than him.

In Lance's eyes, Yanbei is just a child who suffers endless injuries and takes endless medicines every day and needs care.

Although he looks strong and cold on the surface, and is a hated Imperial vicious dog by all the rebels, Lance actually knows his body better than anyone else. He knows that his body is already riddled with holes, and his potential has been drained by countless human experiments.

He is always fighting with others, never stopping, and always coming back with injuries, but after soaking in the repair fluid, he continues to fight the next battle as if nothing happened.

Day after day, month after month, despite enduring so much inhuman treatment, he never showed his fragility or weakness in front of others, and he never had any emotions, never felt sad, and never cried.

It was as if he really just treated himself as a weapon to be used by anyone, rather than a human being with flesh and blood who could cry and feel pain. Every time he saw those terrible wounds on his body, even Lance, who was used to the battlefield, felt palpitations, but Yan Bei seemed to feel no pain and never cared about the wounds on his body.

In the two years that he had been with Yan Bei, except for the battlefield and treatment time, Lance always saw him sitting alone in the empty white room, in a daze, like a robot in standby mode.

Lance had never seen him have any other emotions towards anyone or anything, except for one guy in the Rebellion.

Occasionally, a little emotion would appear in the commander's eyes, but he hid it very well. If Lance was not very familiar with his emotional changes, he would not have noticed this slight difference.

When this slight change occurred, the commander would sneak out at night in disguise, and Lance followed him. However, the commander became very alert in this state, and the spies of other people could not even detect his departure.

Lance tried to follow quietly, but he was discovered by the alert commander before he had gone far.

It was pitch black at night. Just as he turned a corner, Lance was jogging while looking down at the instrument in his hand that showed the commander's position. However, when he turned a corner, the commander's position suddenly disappeared from the screen in his hand. Lance was startled. He looked up suddenly, only to find that the front was already empty.

Where is the commander?

Lance was extremely surprised, and at this moment, a dangerous intuition made him dodge to the side, but it was too late. A pair of hands suddenly grabbed him from behind, holding him firmly from top to bottom.

Lance struggled violently for a moment, but it didn't shake the person behind him at all. Then he seemed to have discovered something, and suddenly gave up resisting obediently and stood still. Seeing that he had calmed down, the person behind him relaxed his control a little, but his two arms were still tightly holding him.

Lance hesitated for a moment, then spoke, "Commander, is that you? I'm Lance, can you let me go first?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the person behind him stiffen, and then hesitantly and gently released his movement.

Lance turned around immediately and saw Yan Bei's familiar face as expected.

But the eyes on the familiar face at this moment contained an expression Lance had never seen before: alert, hesitant, entangled, and complicated. He was stunned for a moment.

Usually the commander's eyes were emotionless, like a pool of water in a jar, completely blank with nothing in them, so this was the first time he saw a commander like this.

At this time, the commander subconsciously wanted to take a defensive action because of his action. But after hesitating for a while, he put his hand down.

"Where do you want to go, Commander?"

Yan Bei looked at him solemnly without saying anything.

"Let me go with you, Commander? After all, I am your adjutant, right?" Lance asked him again.

Yan Bei glanced at him lightly, said nothing, turned around and left.

Lance knew him. If he wasn't kicked out right away, it meant that he could follow. He immediately followed quietly.

The two walked for a while, then took a vehicle, and finally the vehicle stopped at a high ground.

Lance explored the surrounding environment. This was supposed to be an abandoned watchtower, and there were a lot of debris piled nearby.

But Yan Bei did nothing here. He just stood on a high place and stared far away in one direction. Lance was puzzled and looked down in the direction he was looking. There was only a whole forest below.

Lance didn't believe it, so he looked carefully again. Who would have thought that he would see a small symbol of the rebels there. The symbol was very hidden, and only someone like Lance, who was almost half a rebel, could recognize it.

This sign is for companions to see, meaning there are people nearby.

But this place is far away from the imperial capital and extremely remote. What are the rebels doing here?

Lance glanced at the commander who was standing silently beside him.

What is the commander doing here? Observing the enemy? No, that's not right. How could that be the reason?

Lance was amused by his own wild thoughts.

The commander obviously did not come to observe the enemy's situation, because he did nothing but stood there and watched the whole night. Finally, when the spies of the imperial army were about to realize something was wrong, the two of them quietly went back in the morning dew.

The next day, the commander was back to normal. He never mentioned the incident, as if he had completely forgotten it. This became a little secret between Lance and the commander.

After that, the commander would sometimes encounter such a situation, sometimes because he had just been seriously injured, and sometimes because he had fought a long battle. When such a change occurred, he would always quietly run to the vicinity of a certain rebel camp, watch from a distance for a long time, and never dared to get too close.

There was no regularity in his changes, and Lance didn't understand at first what the basis was for him to find these places.

But later he gradually realized that there was probably a person among the rebels who was very important to the commander, but he was controlled by the emperor. Even so, he never forgot that person.

The shackles of control and pure emotion pulled at his mind. Even though he was being manipulated, he would always keep a place in his mind for that person and would never allow himself to do anything to hurt him.

Because of their opposing positions and his own poor physical condition, he could only watch from a distance and never dared to get close.

He was afraid that his instability would hurt him.

After reaching this conclusion

Lance couldn't describe the feeling in his heart. He just felt as if his chest was squeezed and filled in an instant.

Even his lungs were filled with that emotion and he could hardly breathe.

-

"Long time no see, Lance."

The recollections ended here, and Lance turned his attention back to the present.

Looking at the commander who had changed again and whose eyes had become clear, he couldn't help but ask the question that had been lingering in his heart for a long time, "Who is that person?"

Hearing his question, Yan Bei, who had finally escaped from the controlled state and gained a moment of freedom and clarity, gently raised his head and looked at him.

Looking at this adjutant who had been by his side for so long, Yan Bei felt a little strange. He gently looked away and said, "That doesn't matter anymore."

"Because all of this is going to end soon."