C2 Hello Sir

The youthful, lively, melodious, and pleasant voice suddenly broke into the bridge. The officers and soldiers sat upright, as if they had heard some kind of warning, and did whatever they had to do in order to create a busy scene. The aide also sat down and picked up a report, carefully reading it, but the corner of his eye still drifted towards the bridge door from time to time.

When a red shadow carried a fragrant wind through the entrance of the bridge, all the soldiers tensed up, as if nothing had happened. Their backs were covered in sweat, and some of the timid ones even trembled slightly.

What kind of thing could frighten a battle-hardened warrior? In fact, the arrival of these war maniacs caused their eyes to shine with a superbeauty whose pupils were as deep as the sea. Her cherry lips were like drops of water, her skin as white as the early spring snow, her beautiful body with its golden waterfall, her ordinary grey spacesuit that perfectly expressed her beauty, like the feathered clothes of a celestial being.

However, their true appearances were enough to make them tremble with fear, as if they were sitting upright and looking straight ahead, as if there was nothing else in the world that could pull their eyes away from the screen before them.

"Everyone seems to be very busy …"

The woman's face was filled with disappointment and desolation, but when she looked carefully at her face, her eyes were filled with ridicule and scheming, and the corners of her mouth were raised uncontrollably. The familiar face was filled with disappointment and desolation, but when she looked carefully at her face, her eyes were filled with ridicule and scheming, and the corners of her mouth were raised uncontrollably.

"Fine, I'll just take a detour. Who knows, I might encounter something new …"

As soon as he said that, the bridge exploded like an atomic bomb, and all the soldiers rushed out from their seats, at least in front of the lady, asking her questions, pouring tea, and doing everything they could to please the terrifying young lady with the angel body and the demonic heart, completely forgetting about the so-called warrior soul on the other side of the Milky Way.

What a joke! The last time, he said that he would walk around casually, yet he actually went to the ammunition depot. He even 'accidentally' shot two of the neutron laser guns, allowing everyone to re-learn the relationship between the angle of incidence of light and the reflection between them. Furthermore, he changed the way the two people thought about it, and realized that the best way to show the charm of a man was to have a flat head …

Similar incidents could be said to be uncountable. They could even be gathered into books for future generations to admire. Any one of these events could make a hero who didn't fear death shed tears …

Now that there was a similar type of fire, how could he not put it out in the beginning? Even if it was' dignity ', something extremely important to soldiers, at this moment, could only be put aside. Had they not heard the phrase' a wise man submits to the circumstances'? Lowering one's head was not a form of shame, but a strategic shift. Right, a strategic shift …

The young girl held back her smile and said seriously: "Aren't you all very busy? Isn't it much more convenient for me? "

The aide-de-camp took a deep breath under the gazes of the soldiers and spoke calmly, "Your Highness, what you said is wrong." Your jade body is definitely not safe in such a dangerous place, not to mention we are citizens of the Empire, it is only natural for us to serve the princess. Even if something huge happens, the princess' need will always be the first. If you don't believe me, you can look at everyone's reactions. "

The young girl's gaze shifted and everyone immediately straightened their back before bowing together as they spoke in unison:

"It is our honor to serve the princess!"

The young girl's mournful face immediately lit up like the rising of the sun. The smile that came from the bottom of her heart dazzled everyone's eyes. Just as everyone was engrossed with the sudden appearance of this sweet smile, the young girl continuously made an explosive speech that was as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over them, causing them to feel a chill all over their bodies.

"Since you say so, then I will be insulting your good intentions if I don't agree. "Today, I want to go to the Genaku, so I'll have to trouble you all to take a look!"

Without waiting for them to react, the young girl hummed a light tune and walked out gracefully, leaving behind a group of pitiful men looking at each other on the bridge. They knew that if they followed him, they would only end up being skinned alive. However, their faces revealed obvious joy and excitement.

For these piggies, it was already a blessing to be able to see a female on a daily basis, let alone one of those rare beauties who are rarely seen in a hundred years. Therefore, even if it was possible to satisfy a small vanity, it was still worth the effort to do so; moreover, the imperial princess, Chiasena Angel Yale, was an earth-shattering figure, enough to force any thoughts of discontent back into their stomachs. There was not a single word of criticism, even if you didn't want to be careful about what you had to say about your neck.

For various reasons, a group of men, in order to decide who was to be the princess's" plaything "and" victim of all men, "regardless of class or status, carried out on the bridge the most just, honest, and absolutely impossible decision in the history of mankind — guessing boxing. From time to time, people would cheer and wail for victory or defeat. It seems like, to be honest, he really is a fool …

"Sigh!" "If Yaros were to see me like this, my reputation would be ruined …"

In the captain's room, Rotor looked helplessly at his subordinates, shaking his head and sighing incessantly. Although he could have predicted that something like this would happen, he was still an elite among the elites of the imperial guards, the Lionheart Guards. Yet, he was being toyed with by a little girl. If word of this got out … Let alone their own people, even if an alliance member were to know of the Lionheart Guard's shamelessness … Then this would become an international scandal! Right now, he only hoped that the princess would be able to restrain herself a little. Even he himself knew that this God might just be delusional …

"Computer, activate the navigation charts and reverse exploration for the past three months."

As the command was given, the round table in the middle of the captain's room immediately projected a vast star map. Obviously, compared to the detailed distribution of the various stars in the previous month's navigation route, the more time passed, the more unclear the star became, so much so that some parts of the path had been forcefully struck by the cannons. In addition to the white star, there was also a blue track drawn on the map, along with the blue dots of light that had previously gathered behind the blue dots of light. Rotor looked at the diagram in front of him and kept thinking.

"What's going on? Based on the habits of that group of people, it should not be so easy to give up.

A few months ago, Rotor had secretly used various channels to release the news of the flagship of the Golden-Winged Lion travelling secretly. He hoped that by using this method, he could more or less lead to some forces hiding behind the scenes.

As he had expected, the various hidden forces in the Empire had sent out their own scout ships to follow the flagship in a clever manner. Judging from the various photos that were sent back by the satellite, Yarros seemed to have kept what he said to be true.

Even Rotor, who had come up with the idea in the first place, had not imagined that such an unintentional act would bring such a great profit; but what was even more disturbing was that the nobility had begun to develop a power that could rival the royal family, and as head of the Military Intelligence Bureau he had no news at all.

However, as per an agreement, the satellite had suddenly stopped sending back any messages a month and a half ago. As a result, Rotor had also specially sent three small teams to explore the sky area of the satellite, and the satellite had clearly sent back the image of the exploration team, thus eliminating the possibility of being mended. The only reasonable explanation was that all the scouting ships had simultaneously withdrawn.

At the same time? Is that possible? In the Empire, there were times when the two ancient families had heard of the enmity between the two families, and they would easily make a move, or even start a war of extermination to settle this trivial matter, which was most likely to just cause one another to stare on the road. It sounded incomparably stupid.

However, many of the nobles were proud of this fact. Most of the military forces stationed near the capital city had been set up to deal with these useless wars; moreover, there was more than one power monitoring them. Many of them had come from other planets, so it was impossible to organize these forces within a month's time. However, such a thing actually happened … What did this mean?

'Unless there is an organization with enough power to intimidate these nobles, or perhaps this person is a member of the royal family … ' But who could it be? "

"First Prince Adar loved to abuse and enjoy himself. Although he was a noble prince, he did not know his place. All he knew was to spend time drinking, drinking, and gambling with the new aristocrats. What can a second generation, who only knows how to enjoy himself, do? "

"Second Prince Richard... Actively involved in political affairs, his dominions under his jurisdiction were as rich as the capital, he had a good reputation among the people, and many ministers openly and secretly supported his succession to the throne … But there was no reason for him to do so. "What reason do you have to do this, you are just one step away from the throne …"

"Rather than say that the third prince is a noble, he might as well say that … It would be more appropriate to call it an artist. Traveling all over the empire all year round just to find inspiration, the number of times someone lived in a palace could be counted on one hand … Is it possible for a person obsessed with art to turn back? Or is everything just an illusion? "

Rotor habitually lit a cigarette, letting the smoke cover the entire room, gently inhaling the unique taste of the smoke and the fragrance of the flowers in the air-conditioner.

"Sigh …" No matter what … Right now, the most important thing is to take care of the princess … What should he do next? "Sigh …"

In the captain's room, a red light lit up. The emergency communication that would only be activated if necessary was suddenly activated by the aide-de-camp. Rotor frowned and threatened to activate it.

"I'm Rotor. What happened?"

"There's a problem with Squad Twelve, but there was no response from the empty survival signal. Their body also disappeared without a trace."

When Rotor arrived at the bridge, the liaison officer was calling nonstop to the lost information of Squad Twelve. The aide was asking the squads of Squad Eleven who had set off at the same time.

"Hello, sir."