MTL - I Like This Dream!-v2 Chapter 84
"I don't want other rewards, give him to me!"
The sound caused a silence, and then the whole audience was shocked and in an uproar. Countless glances flew through the air, and seventeen or eighteen guesses flew through the whispers. The judge had no choice but to knock on the table with a hammer to silence the court.
"Mr Sullivan," said the king playfully, "you have not heard of my reward for you."
"No need, I want him."
"Even if I plan to promote Sullivan?"
"Same!"
Earl Anna's answer was short and almost rude, but she had a baby face that looked young, and a pair of glowing eyes were completely glued to Chris's face, like a kitten staring at fish with yellow eyes. I can't care about anything else when I come up. No nobleman of any city would show such a greedy look in front of the king, she was as frank as if she had put her cards on the table.
"I heard that Sullivan practiced in a monastery shortly after his separation, and went to the border soon after. I haven't seen many omega." The king teased, "I can give you a court artist with a variety of styles, and I can also give you a pure and flawless omega." Virgin. You still want this?"
"I want this, he looks good!" An Xu said impatiently, "Can't you?"
Caleb broke out in a cold sweat from this extremely rude tone, and the nobles looked at this man who uttered wild words in front of the king in amazement. Respondent Ford's expression froze, as if he was going to scold him, but suddenly his expression changed, and he squeezed out a big smile.
The king laughed and gave Count Anna an appreciative look. "Okay, you really are a hero!" He smiled, "Looking at you, I think of myself when I was young. Then put that omega..."
"Your Majesty," Prime Minister Roland reminded, "I'm afraid there is no precedent to follow."
"Precedent?" Richard II sneered, "Is there any omega in the precedent that can become a knight and participate in treason? What precedent can we follow when dealing with unprecedented absurd things. Come on! Take him to Sullivan in Ur Castle's mansion."
After speaking, he waved his hand and asked someone to pack that omega away. The nobles, whispering to each other over the farce, relax, waiting for things to get back on track.
Unfortunately not yet.
"Can I go too?" Earl Anna stood up, looked at the sinner who was walking away, and then at the king on the high platform. The little noble Omega who came with her turned blue and pulled her skirt, but she remained motionless.
Now the king slapped his thighs with laughter, waved his hands indulgently, and joked: "Go, it seems that Mr. Sullivan can't wait to enjoy the fruits of victory!"
Count Anna quickly turned over the table and trotted all the way, unexpectedly just walking behind the group of people just now.
The nobles laughed in unison, and many people have come to their senses. What a cunning man is the new Count Anna! Deliberately showing exaggerated **** to show his loyalty not to get involved in more fame and power; he pretended to be innocent and ignorant of etiquette, but he knew how to measure and knew that he had to ask the king every time. Knowing how to advance and retreat like this, coupled with the two points of being a young alpha of noble blood and possessing good abilities, she is enough to win the favor of His Majesty the King.
The Sullivan family, who had faded out of the court for many years, was afraid that they would return to favor again, and their calculations were crackling in their hearts, considering how to pick up the in-law relationship with Earl Anna.
"The earl is still a child who has never seen the world!" Ford teased.
"My young alpha in Yamenan should have such an affair!" The king waved his hand generously.
It's just that they didn't realize that Anxu would ask the king a few words purely out of convenience.
You see, if the king doesn't agree to give Chris to her, or let her go with Chris right away, wouldn't she just have to deal with everyone in the way? You must know that An Xu can't use map cannons now. There are hundreds of people in the court, and it would be extremely troublesome to touch them one by one.
An Xu and Chris got into the carriage together, elation is not enough to describe her mood. She seemed to have received the courier she had been waiting for for months and was on her way home to unpack it; it also seemed that after hundreds of hours of hard work, she finally reached the moment when she could watch the ending CG animation.
That's how it unfolded! She suddenly realized that Paladin Chris is not a character who can be attacked step by step after gaining favor, but a plot achievement reward: building or upgrading to a certain level, and meeting the event requirements, you can directly pass the fixed plot and receive reward characters. It's no wonder that the favorability has been unable to be raised, and it is impossible to have a favor with Ganqing!
A little regret is inevitable, but the excitement and satisfaction immediately overshadow this shortcoming. The route of fighting side by side has the sweetness of teammates, and isn't the compulsory route of loving and killing each other very hot? As a player with a good mentality, An Xu can enjoy the fun of different endings. Now that he has gone to the beginning of the captive, he has to play enough.
What should I do to Mr. Paladin?
He has beautiful golden hair, which would look frivolous and cheap on many people, but his calm temperament can control this brilliant golden light and turn it into a halo behind the head of a saint. His eyes were as blue as the Aegean Sea, so clear and warm, only half covered by the lowered lids now. His face could be called a gigolo with envy, but it went well with his well-proportioned body.
An Xu really never imagined the day when she would call a soldier a stunner in her mind, she was so shocked by herself that she couldn't think of any other description. The term "goddess" and "goddess" has a sense of inviolability in An Xu's mind, such as the last Chris she met in her dream. The last Chris was her friend, the person who took care of her, a great saint, and she felt flushed when she held a small hand in her heart. It can scare her evil thoughts out of the sky. And this one...
This Chris was found guilty, admitting that he had neither acquaintance nor favor with Ansy. With his hands and feet in shackles and his lips chapped, he sat beside An Xu silently and guardedly. He is an omega, almost became a military prostitute, and now belongs to Anxu. An Xu can do anything to him, even if it is maimed or fatal.
There is a criminological theory that houses with broken windows that are not repaired immediately are more likely to be burglarized because it suggests some kind of condoned sin. The house that An Xu was staring at didn't just have a broken window?
She laughed.
Whether in her world or here, An Xu is a person who enjoys his own enjoyment. She likes to be alone, with the beautiful world in her mind, and sometimes she can smile at the interesting thoughts that flash by while walking on the road. In layman's terms, she is usually gentle and harmless, but she is wild and violent. If what is done in real life is "one", the dream is "ten", and what happened in the imagination is thousands or even hundreds.
Therefore, even though she thought she was in a dream, what An Xu thought was several times what she would do.
For example, what she is brainstorming now.
If you tell An Xu's imagination, there will be countless frames here, and then this chapter will definitely be locked, so I won't describe it. With the resources that can be obtained in the information age, coupled with a bit of a bad taste, coupled with rich imagination, if she sells her brain supplement video, it may be marked as 25 bans and curious and cautious.
Having a good appearance is indeed a big advantage. On the face of ordinary people, the expression that would be called a smirk, on the face of this light blonde female alpha, it only looks sly and cute. Count Anna tilted her head and stared at her prisoner without blinking, as if she was staring at a place. Chris lowered his head under this absent-minded gaze, his face getting paler and paler.
When he got off the carriage, he looked up at Ann unbearably, and what he saw was a smiling face. That cheerful and lively expression made Chris shiver all over, and even shivered uncontrollably.
How could anyone, while thinking of something so cruel, act so carefree, as if he were thinking of a picnic location?
The God's Chain of Retaliation only locks Chris' physical enhancement, and has little effect on the weaker second ability. Such a short distance was enough for him to read his mind, and he tried three times on the road.
Twice Chris saw footage of some... brutalized omegas. These pictures are too vivid, either what she has done before, or what she plans to do next, Chris Ning is the latter, he doubts whether people who have experienced the things in Ann's mind and are not strong in self-healing can survive. The third time Chris felt emotions, heightened desire and anticipation, like getting a new toy.
From this point of view, the cheerful expression was indeed very appropriate.
Chris's head hurts, and his mind-reading ability has improved over the years, but Anxu's mental power is obviously stronger, and all he can read is fragmented pictures. The three short intervals of mind reading made him dizzy and nauseous, and he didn't recover a little until he was dragged to take a bath by the servant.
His prison uniform was shredded and thrown away, and he was replaced by a loose robe, which was kept in the way of the shackles. Then Chris was taken to Ann's room, and she was already there, lying on her stomach on the big bed, kicking her feet up and down on the bed, in full summer camp for kids. Seeing Chris walk in, she happily rolled aside and patted the place beside her.
"Ann..." Chris blurted out.
"Hey." The old friend who has grown into an adult responded, "What are you doing?"
Chris closed his eyes, and the dizziness from the power backlash came back again. He felt a blockage in his throat, and... an indescribable nausea. Now there is nothing to deceive himself, the naive and cruel alpha in front of him is undoubtedly Ann.
His former friend.
his anchor.
As Chris struggled to climb upwards in malice, two things held him up. One is his ideal, the ideal of creating a world where no one is persecuted because of his birth, and human beings do not have to struggle to survive under the claws of alien beasts. This dream is far away but shining brightly, like a morning star in the dark wilderness. The other is his friend.
Mr. Knight has many, many enemies, as well as many comrades-in-arms and companions, but it is impossible for him to confide his worries, distress, and delusional ideals to the members who trust him. Chris is used to being the captain, the trusted leader, the strong protector, and it's often forgotten that he's also a human being with weaknesses and flaws. There is only one person who trusts him without relying on him, listens to him and understands him from beginning to end.
Now there is none.
Chris realized two things, one is that Ann would get along with him happily at that time, it may be that she has not fully transformed into an alpha psychologically, and did not treat him as an omega, but now that Ann has grown up; the other is, He probably loved (loved?) Ann.
When did that last thing happen? It may be in the days when we keep writing letters and meet each other every year, or it may be in the years when we keep inquiring about the other party after parting and regard the other party as one of our spiritual sustenance. "If Ann was here, she would definitely not do this", "If Ann was here, she would understand me", "Seeing Ann now, what will she look like"... Such and such thoughts piled up and fermented, Finally lead to belated love.
But what's the point of discovering such a thing now.
Chris was more exhausted than he had been before going to the Bungalow Line—at least he had hope then, and friends who could persuade him. Look now, he brought the alien beast into the human fortress, and brought the Gale Knights who trusted him into the fire pit. Perhaps it was retribution for him not being aware of it. He saw something more terrifying than a nightmare.
He struggled for several years and ended up with nothing and nothing.
An Xu noticed that the knight's shoulders had slumped, and she obviously didn't move, but she suddenly felt that Chris' whole body had turned gray, like a burnt torch. An Xu didn't understand why her ordinary response would produce such a result. She looked carefully at Chris's face and thought for a moment that he was crying.
Chris wasn't crying, his cheeks were dry, just expressionless.
"Chris?" she called.
"The Gale Knights..." Chris suddenly said hesitantly, "Excuse me... Excuse me, have the Gale Knights been executed?"
"This," An Xu thought for a while, "I don't know."
Chris nodded and said nothing. An Xu waited for a while, grabbed his arm, and dragged him to the bed.
Thanks to God's Lock of Retribution, Mr. Knight had no strength at all, and was easily brought down.
