The Whole Empire Thinks The Admiral Wants To Steal The Bride - Chapter 4

　　☆☆Chapter 4 – The Whole Empire Thinks The Admiral Is Disloyal☆☆

Chapter 4 – “I’m A F**king Saint”

　　When Glenn’s arms touched Joshua’s body, they both let out a sigh of comfort.

　　The God of the Universe gave Alphas excellent physical strength, gave Omegas strong fertility, and also gave them the estrus period. During the estrus period, human nature approaches animal nature, desire replaces reason and becomes dominant, and the tide of emotion overwhelms the so-called best creation.

　　Glenn placed the young man in his arms on the only large bed in the room, and used the remaining pain to force himself to move away and walk into the bathroom where the air was relatively fresh.

　　The Admiral washed his face with cold water.

　　He didn’t know why he and Joshua always ended up in this situation.

　　Even though he had been single for 31 years and successfully advanced to the rank of mage, Glenn still had some basic common sense: once an Omega’s estrus period begins, even the best suppressant is no different from saline solution.

　　Either mark him temporarily or watch him be tortured.

　　The black-haired admiral took out the communicator from his pajama pocket, suppressed the trembling of his fingers and replied to the ridiculous text message.

　　——TO Miss.Black: You decide the time and place.

　　Glenn was actually a little pissed.

　　It was good that the anger suppressed his desire.

　　”Glenn…”

　　”I’m here, Joshua. I’m not leaving.”

　　The young crown prince had a fair complexion, but his body was lean and strong, trained by Glenn himself. His pretty cheeks and neck were flushed unnaturally, and sweat dripped down his pointed chin onto the bed sheet, bringing with it a pleasant citrus sweet scent.

　　Glenn stood in the bathroom doorway for a moment, forcing himself to meet the other man’s gaze.

　　”Glenn, bite me.” Joshua panted. He felt ashamed of the powerlessness of being controlled by desire, but the Alpha in the room who exuded deadly pheromones refused to move forward – that damn frigid guy!

　　”No, your highness,” Glenn said.

　　This scene must be very funny, an Omega on the verge of estrus and an Alpha on the verge of estrus confronting each other in the room, one in pajamas and the other in a bathrobe, they didn’t roll around, but they were actually negotiating, making it seem like the estrus period was just a joke.

　　No, of course it’s not a joke. Glenn pinched the deep wound on his arm, letting the sharp pain wake up his brain.

　　”Your Highness, you have hidden a lot of things from me.”

　　Joshua’s pupils suddenly shrank, and he succumbed to the impact of the emotion again. His widely praised rationality was giving up the dominant position bit by bit.

　　Glenn had marked him briefly, which made him extremely sensitive to the smell of wet earth after rain. The back of his white bathrobe was almost wet with body fluids.

　　”I can explain.” Joshua tried to sound calm, his clear voice hoarse as if he had participated in a hundred military choruses.

　　”…Okay, I believe you.”

　　Glenn sighed and sat down on the edge of the bed. The hot Omega on the bed moved closer almost instinctively. Glenn put his arms around him and gently kissed his blood-stained thin lips.

　　”But after this, I need the full, true truth, Your Highness. I don’t want… you to hide anything from me.”

　　——This is a kiss that has nothing to do with love and desire, it is just for comfort, and it carries the pleasant smell of wet earth after the rain.

　　Joshua almost screamed the moment the sharp canine teeth cut through the skin and pierced the gland.

　　Glenn’s claws were like steel pliers, tightly gripping his left shoulder, and his right arm was around his waist, preventing him from twisting and slipping away due to the intense stimulation.

　　This was the second temporary marking between them. The memory of each other’s pheromones flooded back in their bodies, and the stimulation of the pheromone blending was even more intense than in the memory.

　　Although Glenn had never done a genetic matching experiment, he felt that he and Joshua would be a high match… a very high match.

　　”I’m a fucking saint,” Glenn muttered to himself.

　　•=|=•

　　”You’re a fucking saint.” Captain Ke Xi, holding a piece of grass of some unknown variety in his mouth, gave a thumbs-up speechlessly.

　　The compressed rations in Glenn’s mecha cabin were reduced by more than half again – only a quarter of the original storage capacity was left. Ke Xi knew where those things had been moved to. After all, as of today, the survival rate of the Gulang Star defenders was less than one-third.

　　Glenn’s tired black eyes showed a hint of warmth: “Do you have anything else to eat?”

　　”Yes,” Ke Xi’s old face flushed, and his lazy tone rose, “Do you think I’m as selfless as you? Don’t dream, I still want to stay alive.”

　　”Oh,” Glenn shrugged, “that means it’s gone.”

　　Ke Xi curled his lips and did not refute.

　　Unlike the outsider Glenn, every broken mecha and every fallen body on this wild gem planet are brothers that Ke Xi had been with day and night for the past three years.

　　Ke Xi’s admiration was sincere, he just had a sarcastic face by nature, well, maybe his mouth was a little rude too.

　　In the first half month of the defense war, Ke Xi was on the verge of collapse every day. There are always some things in this world that are more despairing than death.

　　For example, witnessing kindness being devoured by hunger, friends and relatives turning against each other and falling one after another, the imperial reinforcements that never came, and the special forces team that finally came, but only had fifteen people.

　　On April 17th, the defenders of Gulang Star held out for twelve full cosmic days, only to receive a small team consisting of fourteen intermediate mechas and one advanced mecha, along with the famous Glenn Sasir.

　　”Don’t worry, they’ll be here soon,” Glenn narrated calmly and gave orders, “I’ve saved enough for a week. Captain, you’ve been following me lately.”

　　Ke Xi pulled the corner of his mouth and said honestly: “I hope we live to see that day.”

　　”You’ll see,” Glenn smiled, a rare smile. “You’ll see it soon.”

　　Glenn Sasir, known as the Blade of the Fran Empire, is still very young. He is the same age as Ke Xi. His calm black eyes have a kind of shocking power. Perhaps it is just as the capital’s tabloids say, even in the battlefield full of smoke, as long as one looks at him, one will feel safe.

　　There were subtle fine lines around his lips and eyes, indicating that he loved to laugh. However, Captain Ke Xi Kosedon of the Gulang Star Garrison Army did not notice this in his daily life.

　　This was the first time he saw Glenn smile.

　　”You are just a piece of wood.” Ke Xi gave his second comment. He didn’t have any such nonsense as the concept of superiors and subordinates.

　　Unfortunately, Glenn ignored him this time. Ke Xi glanced at his brain and almost jumped up.

　　”Are you crazy? Are you sending a message?! This planet is surrounded by receivers and shielding devices of the House system. You are walking into a trap!”

　　Glenn laughed again: “Calm down, Captain.” He patted Ke Xi on the shoulder, “This is the latest code developed by the Empire… We are testing it. It’s no loss if we can’t send it out.”

　　As he said this, he pulled up the sending record and showed it to Ke Xi.

　　Ke Xi: “…” Isn’t this a fucking love poem?!

　　Ke Xi’s eyes were very complicated: “Major General, I feel like you are lying to me.”

　　Glenn: “…” No, I didn’t.

　　At noon, twelve o’clock in the interstellar, the House Empire launched its most violent offensive strike in a month. The silver-white advanced mechas fought one against a hundred, and the team of only a few hundred people was still retreating at a brutal speed.

　　Not every person or every mecha could fight against a hundred people… Ke Xi clenched his teeth.

　　When he was almost desperate to activate the self-destruct mode, a layer of silver-white light spots suddenly appeared at the end of the boundless sea of stars. The beautiful and dazzling light spots grew larger at a uniform speed, gradually approaching.

　　The azure giant eagle flag of the Fulan Empire and the bright red rose flag of the Serin Galaxy were spread out on the bow of the starship, tearing a hole into the mecha formation of the House Empire.

　　Ke Xi’s hand trembled as it stopped beside the red button, and two lines of hot tears flowed silently.

　　•=|=•

　　A large number of reinforcements from the Fulan Empire finally arrived on the 21st day of the battle for Gulang Star. The many twists and turns behind the scenes were faithfully recorded in a documentary produced by Princess Lilith many years later.

　　——In the year 3003 of the Third Galactic Era, the House Empire quickly surrounded Gulang Star with 20,000 elite mecha soldiers. Baron Kosedon led his troops from the nearest Snow Star Fortress and died in battle. His second son Ke Xi led 5,000 soldiers to defend the planet for 15 days.

　　——At that time, the Crown Prince of Fulan, Joshua, borrowed 30,000 soldiers from the First Grand Duchess of the Serin Empire in exchange for 30 years of duty-free export of diamonds. The Blade of the Empire, Glenn Sasir, sneaked into Gulang Star alone and joined forces with the Crown Prince.

　　——Six days later, 40,000 mecha soldiers and two space-class starships faced the 20,000 mecha soldiers of the House Empire, and the situation of the war was completely reversed.

　　The Koseidon couple had four children, and Ke Xi was the last one to survive. Captain Ke Xi Koseidon bit his lip and began to howl silently in the cockpit of the mecha.

　　…War, this is war.

　　Diamond is known as the armor of mechas and is often used to make the outer protection of advanced mechas. Gulang Star is such a complete diamond planet.

　　Since the Battle of Atnis, the House Galaxy had been silent for three years, and once again set foot on the territory of Fulan in order to develop a space-level mecha for King House.

　　How ridiculous it sounded that a treasure used for protection could eventually become an inducement for killing?

　　The air on the surface of the gemstone planet was thin, so everyone put on thin oxygen masks after landing. Ke Xi sat down dejectedly on a huge gemstone, the muscles all over his body clamoring for sleep, and he didn’t want to join in on any excitement for the time being.

　　He saw the elevator of the USS Fran slowly descending, tall and serious soldiers filed out one after another. A figure in a royal military uniform walked at the front of the crowd.

　　‘That’s His Highness Joshua,’ Ke Xi thought halfheartedly. ‘What a beautiful Omega.’

　　Then he saw a man jumping out of the cabin of the extremely familiar silver-white advanced mecha not far away – the Blade of the Empire, Glenn Sasir, a comrade and friend that Ke Xi Koseidon respected from the bottom of his heart.

　　His friend walked steadily, leading the fourteen members without any casualties, and faced the military troops led by the Crown Prince from a distance.

　　It really seemed like a serious moment.

　　But Glenn Sasir laughed, his steps brisk, and his calm temperament also became brisk with his laughter. The young major general with black hair and black eyes laughed heartily and embraced the faintly trembling crown prince of the empire into his arms.

　　Captain Ke Xi silently closed his wide-open mouth: “……”

　　Bullshit code! So it must be a love poem, right?!

　　•=|=•

　　The next morning, Joshua woke up in the warm sunlight.

　　The location of the Galaxy Resort is relatively far away from the nearby galaxies, and it was almost noon now.

　　His Royal Highness the Crown Prince moaned and held his hands to his temples, trying to ease the sequelae of the forced short-term estrus through massage. A pair of familiar big hands replaced him to complete the task, with quite appropriate strength.

　　Joshua closed his eyes and enjoyed it for a while, then raised the corners of his mouth slightly: “I’m not trying to hide it from you.”

　　His Royal Highness the Crown Prince’s voice was still a little hoarse. Glenn let go of his hand, walked into the living room and gave him a glass of warm water.

　　”I believe you, but you only have this one chance to make amends.”

　　Joshua’s lips left the teacup that the admiral had brought to his mouth, and he leaned back against the bed in a relaxed manner: “My engagement with Theresa is a temporary solution. His Majesty the King of Celine has not been in good condition recently. As for the Crown Prince…”

　　A male Omega who liked to put on makeup, is love-minded, neurotic, and has a bad temper.

　　Every time Joshua thought about it, he felt so ashamed that he wanted to clean up the mess for Omega.

　　”Theresa is worried that once the king dies, the situation that Celine has managed to stabilize will completely collapse.”

　　”She wants to seize power?” Glenn finally smiled.

　　Joshua nodded. “Theresa has managed the military very well in the past few years. She is amazing. The engagement is just an excuse. The real purpose is to make the Crown Prince think that he can kick his rival to Fran. Once the time is right, Theresa will sideline him.”

　　His Royal Highness the Crown Prince really wanted to talk about that “lover”, but unfortunately Glenn lacked the gossipy side.

　　”You won’t do thankless things.” Glenn skipped the emotional story.

　　Joshua bit the tip of his tongue in his mouth in disappointment.

　　”Yes, the three-year menopause syndrome of His Majesty House has come back again, and he is trying to get his hands on Asatsun Ritsu. If there is a civil strife in Celine and the crown prince ascends the throne, we will lose our most powerful ally.”

　　Glenn agrees.

　　——Every three years, he pops up to find something for Fulan to do, but isn’t this the three-year menopause syndrome?

　　”As for Fulan,” Joshua smiled, “someone is eager to have my fiancé and I complete the marking… I’m really curious about who is so afraid of us being separated.”

　　The bottle of red wine was a gift from the resort to the Crown Prince and Archduke Theresa, at least it was said to be.

　　Glenn looked a little strange. He thought for a while and took out the turned-off communicator from his pajama pocket.

　　”I think you should take a look at this, Joshua. I have a bad, somewhat wild guess.”

　　-TBC