SGT CH45: Speak of Love to Him

◎Bluntly and preciously confessing his love for him◎

Mousse’s mental threads spread out like a spider’s web.

As Aix walked towards him and knelt on one knee before him, he captured some phantom memories.

…

It was still in the underground safe house in the Dark Star Field.

His younger self lay on the bed, suffering from the pain of his second awakening, and finally, exhausted, he fell into a deep sleep.

Only his turbulent mental power still drifted around.

The black-haired female Zerg stood by the bed, gazing deeply at him.

This was the day Aix left him.

This was the node that led to their separation for more than a decade.

Mousse wanted to grab Aix, to make him stay.

But his outstretched hand passed through the female Zerg’s arm.

Mousse stared blankly at his own hand, then at the silently standing Aix, and the small male Zerg in a deep sleep on the bed.

That’s right… this is just a memory.

It’s the past that has already happened.

He couldn’t change anything.

“It hurts…”

The small male Zerg in a deep sleep let out an unconscious whimper, his brows furrowed in pain.

X knelt down at the sound, half-embracing the small male, and massaged the bones of his arms and the joints of his limbs.

He was very skilled at this, as if he had done it many times.

Under X’s careful massage, the small male’s tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed, his breathing became even, and he fell back into a deep sleep.

X tucked the small male’s hand back into the quilt and tucked him in.

After a deep look at the pale-faced small male, X stood up and placed several bags of energy-replenishing nutrient solution by the small male’s pillow, ensuring he could reach them with his hand.

Finally, he carefully checked the mechanisms inside and outside the safe house, and after confirming it was safe, Aix picked up the weapon on the table, took his savings and a map, and left without looking back.

On the bed, the small male, his consciousness hazy, half-opened his eyes.

Seeing Aix’s departing back, he opened his mouth, wanting to call out, but couldn’t make a sound.

Exhausted and disoriented, he soon fell back into a deep sleep.

Only this time, his sleep was extremely restless.

“He didn’t abandon you,” Mousse said to his younger self.

But the other party couldn’t hear his voice.

The scene changed.

This time, what appeared before Mousse’s eyes was a spacious but oppressive room.

On the wall, the words “Hunter’s Guild” were pieced together with blood-stained metal weapons.

The Hunter’s Guild.

Mousse was quite familiar with this organization.

X had once been registered with the guild.

However, ever since the Zerg occupied the Dark Star Field and Aix joined the Zerg army, he had completely cut ties with this organization.

What Mousse was truly familiar with were the guys who were still serving this organization to this day.

Ever since he became the lord of White Night Star, those guys had been diligently causing trouble in the dark.

Trying to subvert the Zerg’s rule on White Night Star and return it to the chaotic, lawless era of the Dark Star Field.

Today’s attack was most likely their handiwork.

And it was a counterattack with all their strength.

The floor below was bustling with noise, with various Zerg and other races gathered, scrambling to buy tickets.

But in this room, there were only two Zerg.

Or rather, one Zerg and… one Tianga.

Mousse’s gaze fell on the face of the red-eyed Tianga across from X. He matched the other’s face with a certain wanted poster, and his teeth instantly itched with hatred.

This was the leader of the organization that was crazily causing trouble on White Night Star.

If this weren’t just a memory, Mousse would have already shoved a gun in this guy’s face and blown him away.

Although he couldn’t blow him away, Mousse still took a few steps forward, stood in front of X, and his mental power bared its fangs at the Tianga in a threatening manner.

The X in the memory couldn’t see the male Zerg protecting him. He carefully put away an anonymous boat ticket and got up to leave.

The Tianga who was originally sitting across from him suddenly said:

“You’re not planning to give this ticket… to your cub, are you.”

X suddenly turned back, his fierce gaze landing on the Tianga.

“Don’t be so agitated. I didn’t track you, and it’s impossible for me to track you without you noticing.”

The red-eyed Tianga raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

“It’s just that your style of taking missions has changed drastically since three years ago. You only take short-term missions, the longest not exceeding three days, and you often buy some flashy but impractical things…

“This kind of situation usually only occurs in pregnant females or female Zerg with cubs. It’s normal for me to have some guesses.”

What do you mean, flashy but impractical things?

Mousse was dissatisfied.

Does this Tianga have a problem with my candy? Or does he have a problem with my dolls?

“I don’t want my family Zerg to face any threats.”

X said with a cold face.

“Of course, of course.”

The Tianga calmly soothed X’s emotions and tried to persuade him:

“But how old is your cub? If you were pregnant three years ago, he’s at most a little over two.

“A two-year-old female Zerg cub has completed its first awakening and has some combat ability, but it’s far from enough. Are you really at ease letting him board the ship alone?”

X pursed his lips, his expression extremely poor.

Unlike what the Tianga in front of him guessed, the little male was not his biological cub, and he was now six years old.

But, a six-year-old male Zerg cub’s self-protection ability might not be as high as a two-year-old female Zerg cub’s.

On the contrary, he was more likely to attract prying eyes.

Mousse reached out to hold X’s hand.

He already understood Aix’s intention, knowing that Aix wanted to give him the chance to live.

But what he wanted, from beginning to end, was just for Aix to stay by his side.

Even if the Zerg army wasn’t led by his female father, even if they were facing a real life-and-death crisis, even if they would really die.

He still hoped to die together with Aix.

The Tianga continued to persuade: “How about this, you follow me, I’ll waive your ticket fee, and you can bring your cub on the ship with you. How about it?”

X refused, “I will not serve you.”

Although he was registered with the Hunter’s Guild and took on some of its missions, he did not belong to the Hunter’s organization.

He was free, and his relationship with the guild was just that of a platform and a practitioner, which he could leave at any time.

But the guild leader wanted X to follow him and serve him from then on, which X could not accept.

X did not agree with many of the other’s ideas.

The other party himself was also a top wanted criminal in many countries, including the Zerg.

X also couldn’t let the little male get involved with such an organization.

“Don’t make a decision so quickly.”

The Tianga said, “The ship takes off tomorrow night. If you change your mind, you can come find me at any time.”

Aix turned and walked out.

The scene changed again.

They appeared in an underground tunnel full of rocks.

Mousse looked around at the stone walls, completely puzzled.

“What is this place? An underground mining area?”

X walked forward in the darkness.

Mousse hurried to catch up.

A male Zerg’s eyesight was not as good as a female Zerg’s. Fortunately, this was X’s memory, so he wouldn’t get lost.

Mousse didn’t understand why X had come to such a place.

But remembering that Aix had said he left to find a spiritual source crystal for him, Mousse had a bad feeling.

This premonition soon came true.

The front suddenly opened up, emitting a faint purple light.

Mousse saw scorpion-like beasts lying on a platform piled with amethyst ore.

They were sleeping, and with each breath, their bodies shifted between reality and illusion.

Mousse’s expression changed. Star Scorpions, a very famous type of spiritual beast.

The Star Scorpion at the very top had a tail with a full nine segments.

This meant its mental strength had reached A+, close to S-class.

When Mousse saw those Star Scorpions, the X beside him had already charged out.

The Star Scorpions, sensing the intrusion of an outsider, also woke up instantly and launched a mental attack almost simultaneously.

“Aix!”

Mousse subconsciously mobilized his mental power for protection.

But it was useless. He saw Aix’s fast-moving figure pause for a moment, let out a muffled groan, and his body swayed.

But soon, he moved again.

His body was covered in thick black armor, and six extremely long exoskeletons extended out, helping him sweep away the attacking low-level Star Scorpions and move quickly through the mine.

X appeared behind the Star Scorpion leader, his Zergified claws grabbing the nine-segmented scorpion tail and snapping it off fiercely.

The Star Scorpion leader let out a shrill shriek that could shatter one’s mind, and the entire scene shook.

Is the mine about to collapse?

No, it’s Aix’s spiritual domain that’s about to collapse.

Mousse was puzzled for a moment, then quickly reacted.

But he could do nothing but watch as Aix’s spiritual domain collapsed bit by bit.

X successfully obtained the A+-grade spiritual source crystal and returned with it, his steps staggering.

Mousse walked beside him, bending down to support him.

Even though he couldn’t touch him at all, he still reached out to help him time and time again.

The entire scene was distorted and turbulent. Both the rocks on the roadside and the trees were in a state of double vision, the road undulating and bumpy.

As a male Zerg who never had to worry about mental turmoil, this was the first time Mousse had seen such a world.

For so many years, has Aix’s world been like this?

Tears gathered in his eyes and fell continuously as he walked, supporting X.

So, even a spiritual body can cry.

He walked with X, from night to day.

In the sky, a large number of warships appeared. Many mechas descended from the warships, and artillery fire roared.

The Zerg army had arrived earlier than expected.

The war had begun.

X suddenly spread his wings and forcibly took off, regardless of his injuries.

Mousse, of course, couldn’t keep up with the female Zerg’s flying speed.

But he didn’t need to keep up.

This was Aix’s memory. This world was very small, only the range that Aix, as an A-class female Zerg, could perceive at the time.

—A radius of five hundred meters.

It used to be bigger.

After X’s spirit was damaged, it was only five hundred meters.

X arrived at the forest where their residence was located.

It could no longer be called a forest now; there was only a huge crater after the bombing.

The forest had become a basin, with scattered flames burning in it.

Mousse noticed that the surrounding scene was rapidly fading, and even the burning flames were gradually turning gray and white.

When X walked to the location of the disappeared safe house, failed to sense any sign of life, and knelt powerlessly on the ground.

The whole world went black.

…

The memory images dissipated like ripples.

Mousse blinked his tear-blurred eyes and found himself sitting in the cockpit of the “Phoenix,” with Aix kneeling on one knee before his mecha.

Mousse opened his mouth, wanting to call out to Aix, wanting to hold him tightly, but couldn’t make a sound.

A teardrop fell.

Aix below suddenly looked up.

If he didn’t misperceive it, His Highness was… crying?

“Aix…”

A tearful call sounded in Aix’s mind. It was the Prince’s mental power.

Aix could no longer care about anything else. He immediately got up and logged into the mecha.

The Prince had equal authority, which even included activating and entering the Prince’s exclusive mecha.

Aix entered the cockpit at almost teleportation speed.

He saw the Prince sitting on the floating pilot’s chair, reaching out to him with tear-filled eyes.

This was a special gesture a small male made when asking for a hug.

The Prince, after growing into an adult, had never shown such a side to him, except for the time he was drunk.

Aix teleported in front of the Prince and bent down to embrace him.

“I’m sorry, Your Highness. I’m late. I scared you.”

Mousse shook his head hard, crying too much to speak. He could only use his mental power to say in Aix’s mind:

“Hold me tighter.”

Aix was slightly stunned and tried to tighten his arms. “Like this?”

Mousse was almost strangled. He just let out a short sob and didn’t let Aix loosen his grip.

He continued to grip Aix’s arm tightly, as if to merge them into flesh and bone.

It was Aix who noticed the Prince’s discomfort and carefully relaxed his grip.

He lowered his head and worriedly checked the Prince’s condition.

“If I had stayed, even for one more day… I would have been able to wait for you… or if I had woken up earlier, grabbed you, and told you everything, you wouldn’t have had to go find the spiritual source crystal…”

If he had been able to cast aside his unease in a strange environment, the unease of his second awakening, and trusted Aix just a little more, none of this would have happened.

Aix listened for a while before he knew what the Prince was talking about.

“No, I still would have gone.

“My little male was in pain. I couldn’t count on a rescue that was uncertain and might never come. I still would have gone to hunt for a spiritual source crystal.”

Aix said, wiping away the Prince’s tears with his fingertips, his eyes meeting his, and said seriously:

“Sisi, whether it was hunting for a spiritual source crystal for you, or protecting you, or loving you, it was all my choice. You don’t need to bear any responsibility for it.”

“But I love you so much too, and I feel sad for your pain,” Mousse said, looking at him.

Aix was stunned, his mind a blank.

He suddenly couldn’t hear any sound, couldn’t perceive anything.

The proud and noble Prince, who always liked to hide his feelings with a nonchalant attitude, was confessing his love to him for the first time.

Bluntly and preciously confessing his love for him.

“What’s wrong with you? Is your head hurting? Is your spiritual domain broken again?”

Seeing Aix’s dazed look, Mousse panicked.

He hurriedly got off the chair, pushed Aix to sit down, and was about to give Aix a mental grooming.

“No…”

Aix grabbed his hand. The Prince’s gaze, full of worry and affection, made him feel flustered, his heart beating fast.

He tried hard to calm himself and replied seriously:

“Thank you, Your Highness, for the mental grooming. My spiritual domain has recovered very well, and my wings also grew back during the breakthrough. I have no injuries anywhere on my body.”

He had no pain, so Sisi shouldn’t be sad anymore.

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