Interstellar Fairy Tale

Austin's tone and attitude are very serious, and there is not a trace of joke on his face. The emerald green eyes are no longer as deep and cold as they used to be. In the depths of the pupils, it seems that they are burning with enthusiasm that cannot be vented, almost burning the person in front of them. Shang Ping was inexplicably scared. He didn't understand, this boy was only fifteen years old, why could he see this expression on his face?

Having lived two lives, Shang Ping never knew that he would be afraid of a fifteen-year-old boy. Although he had already accepted the world's standard for mate selection, it did not mean that Shang Ping would be happy to accept this boy's serious confession. It's one thing to joke, it's one thing to make fun of people, and it's another thing to get serious.

Shang Ping is not good at dealing with this situation, not at all. He is not a hot-blooded teenager in his bones, and what he thinks may not be the same as Austin.

"Austin..."

Shang Ping clenched his brows, Austin still held his wrist firmly and did not relax at all, the strength was so great that Shang Ping began to feel pain.

"Your answer, yes, or no?"

Almost not giving Shang Ping a chance to breathe, Austin grabbed Shang Ping's arm and wrapped his arms around Shang Ping's waist.

"Agree, or refuse?"

"Austin, sorry."

"Is that your answer?"

"Yes."

Shang Ping admitted that Austin is a rare good friend, but it is difficult to change from a friend to a boyfriend. Just when the two were at a stalemate, John's voice came from a distance, Shang Ping turned his head, and the tall brown-haired boy was running towards him, "Shang Ping, why are you here? The ceremony is over, the instructor is on the way. Call all students!"

John looked at Austin's posture of hugging Shang Ping with doubts in his eyes. Shang Ping hurriedly pushed Austin away, said apologetically, turned and ran towards John.

Austin lowered his head and looked at the pure white palm. Is this the answer? No, he doesn't accept it! no way!

David South, the commander-in-chief of the Mars Military-Political Space Fleet, received an urgent diplomatic letter just as he was about to leave his mountain of work behind and sneak away from his office. The door of the office was pushed open, and the adjutant Joe with a stiff face appeared at the door. David Soth was a little sluggish because of this sudden situation, and the expressionless adjutant had sent an urgent letter from the government of the Republic of Seth to David Soth.

"Lord Commander, it is very regrettable that you have to postpone the dinner time."

"All right."

David South put down his jacket and shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. It was obvious that Joe, the stern adjutant, was on the verge of rage. If he was caught again and left his job and slipped away, it was hard to guarantee that Joe would not present it to him next time. folder with a resignation report. David doesn't want another lieutenant anytime soon, and it's hard to guarantee that the next lieutenant will be as "uncomplaining" about overtime as Joe.

"Okay, Joe, I promise to get the job done."

Under the unbelieving gaze of the adjutant, David Soth sat back at his desk, opened the urgent diplomatic letter from the Republic of Seth, but put away the smile on his face after reading it.

Five minutes later, David South took this urgent diplomatic letter into the office of the chief consul of the Mars military regime.

At this time, a huge cosmic fleet was turning into a group of wolves in space, galloping in the dark void. It stopped at the edge of the space channel where the artificial celestial body of Royce and the military fortress of Canon were stationed together. Roger, the commander of the artificial celestial body of Royce, finally picked up the military style again before the situation worsened, issued a first-level martial law order to the entire celestial body, and ordered the 9th fleet stationed in Royce to stop daily patrols. Standby. Afterwards, the commander of the Kanon Military Fortress was contacted, and with the attitude of a professional soldier, he sent a message to the Kanon Military Fortress, which is also a member of the Muse Galaxy, to request support if necessary.

"...Although I'm not very happy, I hope you can understand the reason why your lips are dead and your teeth are cold."

Colonel Edgar and Colonel Hansen stood behind Commander Terry, looking at Roger on the screen, and admired that this man could still speak in this tone at the moment. Commander Terry clenched his fists behind his back and pursed his lips tightly, obviously annoyed at Roger who didn't know himself at the moment.

Because of this stupid neighbor, the Kanon military fortress is also surrounded by wolves. If Terry can still look at Roger with a peaceful attitude and accept Roger's words, he can only sigh at Commander Terry Boda of heart.

"What a guy who doesn't remember his lessons."

Colonel Edgar clearly saw Commander Terry's clenched fist and the blue veins on the back of his hand, and whispered with Hansen: "I doubt that, without waiting for the enemy outside to attack, the commander will take care of himself. Go and show those guys in Royce a good look."

Hansen twitched the corners of his mouth and said nothing, although he fully agreed with Colonel Edgar.

Finally, reason and sense of responsibility overcame his own likes and dislikes, and Commander Terry almost agreed to the support request from Royce through gritted teeth. Unfortunately, when I looked back, I saw Edgar winking with Hansen, and yelled angrily, "Colonel Edgar!"

"Yes, Lord Commander!"

Edgar straightened his face immediately, and Hansen, who was beside him, was as expressionless as ever.

Commander Terry clenched and loosened his fists a few times, and did not do the stupid thing of pulling the fleet commander out and shooting him before the war.

"Colonel Hansen, Colonel Edgar! I ordered the Kanon military fortress to enter the first-level combat martial law! Stop other missions of the cruise ship, and be ready to attack at any time! Those soft-footed shrimp of Seth, do you think defense is enough? ?! It's so stupid and pitiful!"

"As ordered, Commander!"

Hansen and Edgar straightened at the same time, the heels of their boots making a crisp sound. Military uniform neckline, gold collar badge glittering.

At the edge of the cosmos channel, the Golden Empire fleet, consisting of 36,000 black battleships, was staring at every move of its prey like a hungry beast. While waiting, hundreds of small manned aircraft flew out of one of the huge flagships one after another, like a shower of falling meteorites, towards the Royce artificial celestial body.

The commander of the Ninth Fleet of the Republic of Seth, who was in formation in front of the Royce artificial celestial body, blocked the request of the subordinate warships to fire, and enlarged the picture captured by the radar as much as possible, and transmitted it to the interior of the artificial celestial body. The photon bomb is nothing else, but the soldiers of the Fourth Fleet of the Republic of Seth who survived the disaster!

The Golden Empire space fleet fulfilled their promise and, as Novi said, sent these soldiers back to Royce.

When this group of pictures appeared one after another in front of the Royce and Kanon military fortresses, everyone was in an uproar. This kind of behavior, like discarding waste fuel, completely angered the Seth people! Watching the former colleagues floating in space with unknown life and death, the next moment is very likely to be involved in the turbulent flow formed by the collection of battleship energy devices, whether it is the people in the Royce artificial celestial body, or the officers and soldiers on standby in the battleship. Clenched fist.

Compared with the anger of the Seth people, the Mars people present were terribly rational.

"I really don't understand Seth's group of guys, why are they angry? Those," Colonel Edgar said, standing in front of the huge screen of the flagship, looking at the small aircraft flying like light spots on the screen with some contempt. His tone was obviously sarcastic, "Those guys shouldn't exist, right?"

For Colonel Edgar's tone, the officers and soldiers in the flagship were accustomed to it and still carried out their work in an orderly manner. Although the commander ordered to cooperate with Royce to defend, in the final analysis, they still did not have the slightest affection for the Seth people. Colonel Edgar found that he didn't get anyone's approval, touched his nose boringly, sat back on the command chair, grabbed the military cap and held it in his hand, what a bunch of guys without a sense of humor! If the baby is here, he will definitely praise how accurate his words are!

Speaking of which, baby has returned to Hercules, right? I really miss it.

Edgar still feels irritated when he thinks that he has to leave Hercules and cannot meet Shang Ping for a few years. Stupid Seth people, bringing wolves into the house, but having no way to get rid of them, and having to resort to Mars in the end, is as ridiculous as a burlesque. It is almost foreseeable that when the Mars people help them drive away the robbers, they will turn back and curse the brutality of the Mars military regime.

Once Edgar thought of this, he couldn't help laughing. The adjutant who was getting off the teleportation bridge saw the commander smiling so strangely, he couldn't help but take a step back and almost fell on the conveyor belt.

Just when the artificial celestial body of Royce and the military fortress of Canon entered the first-level alert, Soran Edrich, the soul of the Golden Empire's cosmos fleet, was boringly moving the long silver hair hanging on his forehead, icy blue. His eyes, as if looking through the huge dome of the battleship, looking into the vast and boundless depths of the universe.

Novi walked into the command cabin, and with him were Admiral Ida and Lieutenant General Metz. Ida and Metz also came from the noble family with a long history in the Golden Empire. As the future rulers of the family, the young Ida and Metz no longer needed the blessing of the family, so they followed Soran Edrich and made great achievements. They are as proud as young lions, and what makes them allegiance is not the huge empire that has been entrenched in the universe for a long time, nor is it the supreme power and wealth. It is clear that only Soran Edrich, who is as beautiful as a crystal and dazzling as a star, can make them lower their arrogant heads.

Everything is for the sake of His Royal Highness, the prince standing at the top of the steeple.

The three stopped, knelt down on one knee, and placed their right hand on their chest, "Your Highness."

Soran Edrich raised his slender and fair hand and waved it down. The three of Novi stood up, "Your Highness, things are going as planned. Clear your order."

"yes?"

The air in the command cabin seemed to condense for two seconds due to Soran Edrich's icy voice, and then resumed its flow with a sigh.

"Then, everyone, show me your loyalty and strength."

"As you order, Your Highness!"