I Like This Dream!

When An Xu finally climbed out of Rourou Township, the people waiting outside were almost going crazy. Caleb walked back and forth outside the door, chewing his nails. When he saw Anxu coming out, he almost cried with joy.

"Lady Anna!" He hurriedly walked over, "His Majesty the King is going to marry Lady Eve! The wedding will be held in a few days! You will also be transferred to the Wengaro Defense Line!"

"Ah?" An Xu said stupidly, and for a moment he doubted whether he was too talented, and it had been a few years since he came out.

These two pieces of news were like a sudden thunder to Anxu, who was ignorant of what was happening outside the window and only focused on the Holy Knight, or to the most well-informed nobles. Compared to the position of a foreign relative who may rise, the new commander of the Wengalu border is undoubtedly a more important position.

Remote Bungalow! There are elite soldiers who have lost their leaders, fiefdoms far away from the emperor, and the legacy left by the former prince; there are armies that may not be conquerable, the border where beasts attack from time to time, and the haunting master who may return... The above advantages. The shortcomings left the nobles in a dilemma, hesitating whether to fight for this piece of prickly meat. Unexpectedly, they had just weighed the pros and cons and were secretly preparing to play against each other. The Wenjialuo Defense Line had already fallen into the hands of a person outside the game table who they had never thought of.

Anna Sullivan? !

The polished commander, the head of the Sullivan family, the one favored by God, the guy who ran away with Omega in the court the day before? !

Many nobles secretly gritted their teeth, pulled out handfuls of hair, and used all the connections at their disposal to change this unreasonable choice. It’s just that no matter how strong their background is or how skillful their agents are, they are destined to fail. The person who proposed the choice of Anna Sullivan was none other than Richard II himself.

"Lord Wellesley, do you also think my decision is inappropriate?" Richard II asked in his private palace.

"No, Count Anna's appointment is very suitable." Prime Minister Roland replied.

Roland's full name is Roland Wellesley, and he also belongs to a noble family with a long history. What he said was not a compliment. As a confidant of the king, he knew what Richard II wanted in his new Wengarro commander.

There is the shadow of the Holy See behind Prince Ronald. After this battle, the king's tolerance for the Holy See and disloyalty finally reached its limit. Richard II wanted to hold the armies of both defense lines in his own hands. Marrying the sister of the commander of the Thebes defense line was one way, and appointing Anna Sullivan was another.

Count Anna has no interest in fame, fortune and power. The Sullivan family has lost all its strength after years of suffering. It is impossible for her to send Abery's patrol team to fight. Therefore, she could only go to Wenjialuo as the airborne commander, and the only thing she could rely on was the power of the royal court.

Richard II did not need an elite border army, just a loyal dog that could guard the gate.

"Mr. Wellesley still understands justice!" The king said with a smile, "I heard that the gods' favored ones can drive away strange beasts, so letting her go to the border will make the best use of her resources. I only hope that she will have one-tenth of the rumors. Use it, don’t die on the border.”

Ford could not get involved in the secret discussions between the king and the prime minister, so no one here praised the king. Roland didn't say anything, and he didn't even smile much. Although he was very talented as a courtier, he was a taciturn and boring person. He had no interest in food and sex, and he didn't even drink much. Richard II thought with some disappointment that if he wanted to chat and joke, he still had to find Ford.

"Your Majesty," the disappointed minister said, "the appointment of Count Anna is an admirable move, but as for the issue of stopping asking for holy water from the Holy See... there are many other ways to intimidate the Holy See. I don't think this is a good idea. good idea."

Unlike a new queen and a new commander, which common people could hear about, the measures Richard II took towards the Holy See were only known to a few people. But in a way, this is much more serious than the two major events mentioned above.

"Do I still have to ask for clean water from those people who support the rebels every year?" Richard II frowned.

"It's a 'request'." Roland said, "According to the Richard Covenant, the Holy See must pay tribute of holy water to the royal court every year."

"After the 'Ice and Snow Audience', it's just begging!" The king waved his hand in disgust, "Since nobles can appoint priests to baptize their children, why can't they also come with the holy water themselves? I've had enough of being taken advantage of by those idiots. The cursed clear water clamp!"

"Your Majesty, that is not pure water. The second baptism with holy water can indeed make many people who have not awakened their powers become superpowers..."

"That's because they are the alphas of the nobles!" Richard II interrupted, "They just woke up a little late and let the holy water take advantage of it! The noble alphas of the Tolan Dynasty are useless and have no powers!"

He raised a hand to stop the Prime Minister from speaking, pinched the bridge of his nose, and said in a slower tone: "Mr. Wellesley, do you also think that God loves the Holy See more than the Royal Court?"

"I didn't mean that." Roland considered his words, "But the Holy See does have something magical about it. Perhaps they have inherited some of the royal court's lost heritage."

"In my opinion, it's just about gaining prestige." Richard II sneered, "Even priests born in Alinggu will still hook up with omegas, bleed, and die, and you won't suffer anything if you kill them. Divine punishment!”

"His Majesty?"

"Don't be nervous, Lord Wellesley." Richard II laughed, "I have no intention of killing one or two priests right away... I have already done so."

Roland looked at the king in surprise, but Richard II had already finished speaking.

"Before I ascended the throne, Princess Angela, a weak omega, had an affair with a priest from Alinggu and got pregnant." The king curled his lips in disgust, "She said she was going to the monastery to pray for blessings. I actually gave birth to the child without telling everyone, and when I found out, that bastard could walk and run! Ha! That stupid omega probably planned to elope with that priest. Who knew that a spotted dog in a robe can run faster than a rabbit? quick!"

Richard II's face was distorted, completely immersed in this ancient secret, while Roland watched his nose, nose and heart, and acted as the setter competently.

"I chased after him. The priest was taking that little bastard, and he was about to run towards Alinggu. I cut off his head with a single wind blade, and then I hit the little bastard's chest. Their bodies fell into the river. I don't know. Feed the birds or the fish. When I go back and tell Angela, she is completely crazy, and said that her lover is a bishop, a bishop!" Richard II sneered, "Ignorant omega! And he cursed me. Damn it, where is the divine punishment? Only fools are afraid!"

The Prime Minister didn't say a word to this and just sighed in his heart. There was only one thing he was sure of, and that was that the king would not change his mind.

"That's it." Richard II breathed out and said decisively. His prime minister nodded, but stood still. The king asked halfheartedly: "What else do you want?"

"I'm afraid the way Chris Field, the former branch leader of the Knights of the Wind, dealt with it was not appropriate." Roland said.

Richard II was stunned for a few seconds before he remembered who the other party was referring to. "That omega?" He said disapprovingly, "Does Mr. Wellesley want to say that there is no precedent? You didn't object when he was sent to the army."

"Your Majesty, military prostitutes will never be reborn, and they will not live long." Roland said, "But it may not be appropriate to reward a count who is unmarried and has no lover, and the count has to go to the sinner's former station. "

"Why isn't it suitable? It's just an omega."

"Moonlight Thorn Chris has a high reputation among the Wengaro defense line, especially among the civilians on the defense line." Roland reminded, "If Count Anna likes him too much, it may cause bad consequences."

"Really? All I have heard about is the bad reputation of the Knights of the Wind." The king sneered, "The Omega Knights are simply unseemly. No one with a little knowledge would take them seriously. Now I have set things right. They should be happy. Mr. Wellesley, you are sometimes too cautious."

Duke Roland has been too calm since he was young and cannot see any alpha impulse - he is not married and cultivates his nephew to be his heir; although he has several lovers like other nobles, he does not care about any of them and never cares about any of them. He is jealous of other alphas and never even quarrels with others face to face (although those who provoke him often end up unlucky soon after). Roland was known as the sharp-eyed eagle, and some people joked behind his back that he suffered from a hidden disease and was a "beta among alphas."

"The Knights of the Wind are composed of mostly beta and a small amount of omega," Roland said. "Beta and omega are not useless. My mother is an omega."

"Mothers are worthy of respect." Richard II nodded and changed the subject, "Omega's deserve respect only when they are mothers. Well, Lord Wellesley, don't worry too much, go back and have a good rest. "

This is a clear order to expel guests. Roland could only bend down to salute and left the palace.

The king became more stubborn day by day. He sighed in his heart. Despising the enemy is often the beginning of defeat.

When Roland was a child, he was a dull-looking child, and he was the second son who was a lot older than his eldest son. When he was sensible, his eldest sister had already become the alpha that the whole family worked hard to cultivate. So he grew up as a transparent person at home, watching his mother and father's lovers fight in various ways.

Those betas and omegas, aristocrats and non-aristocratic people, including Roland's mother, were not all that great, and the little tricks they used quickly seemed clumsy in the eyes of the growing Roland. They just taught Roland a truth: There is no inherently kind and weak gender or a certain humble and loyal origin. Anyone can be ambitious, aggressive, and pose a threat.

This is really an important truth. It made Roland, who was born with a smart head, become more cautious in his words and deeds. After his eldest sister died of Alpha's stupid grudge (called a fight for honor at the funeral), he inherited Will The Sli family, and secured the position of prime minister among many enemies.

If you beat the snake and you don't die, you will suffer from it instead. Roland thought.

Soon An Xu saw the prime minister's attentiveness.

Anxu had just returned from Eve when he received the gift from Duke Roland. There she met the Marquis Samuel for the first time, an uncle with rosacea and a beer belly (it was surprising that his daughters could be so good-looking); she met Jane, and was spit out by her, and then the general continued to speak. After being awkward and silent for a long time, she saw Eve, who looked quite calm and had the time to introduce the situation of the Wengaro Defense Line to her.

An Xu asked Eve if she needed help, if she didn't want to marry the old alpha cancer. Eve asked her what alpha cancer meant, laughed for a long time after hearing the explanation, and finally shook her head.

"If I married that old 'alpha cancer,'" Eve imitated her statement, "would you still help me?"

"help you with what?"

"I want the entire Armenan to turn into a huge Thunder Castle." Eve said.

An Xu looked at her in surprise, feeling that it was like the role of a minister had been upgraded to a lord, and he had gained a huge advantage. Build your own AI! She is responsible for building and I am responsible for playing! An Xu felt like he was back when he turned on the modifier to conquer the court and then devoted himself to the harem. He immediately nodded happily and said, "Okay!"

In short, she came back happily, planning to go back to Thebes to pick up things and people before going to the Wengaro defense line. At this moment, Anxu received a package from Duke Roland.

The first thing that fell out was a collar. In the instruction manual, Duke Roland stated that it was made with the same craftsmanship as the Lock of Divine Punishment. Wearing it could seal supernatural powers - the prime minister guessed An Xu's mentality accurately on this point. After a long time, the Lock of God's Punishment will become quite annoying, and it will probably not take long for this troublesome thing to be removed. Anxu was overjoyed and his favorability towards Duke Roland increased.

There were several letters next, one of which contained precautions for going to the Wengalu Defense Line, including the weather. Anxu's favorability is 3. One letter wrote about Chris's experiences, from having a fiancé to being injured and unable to have children, to his time in the Knights of the Wind.

To any alpha, this would be a shocking letter. An omega who has had a fiancé can still be active as a courtesan in high society. Being unable to have children determines that omega cannot even be someone's regular lover, and her status is similar to that of a high-end prostitute. Plus eating and sleeping with the soldiers, and doing rough work on the battlefield? God, just hearing this can make people think of an ugly and vulgar monster, which doesn't whet their appetite at all.

It's a pity that Ansu is not just any omega.

Oh oh oh I got Chris’s character! She thought happily that the details were actually the same as the last Chris, and he made slight adjustments to become an omega. With such detailed experience in hand, she always felt that he was more delicious! As expected, the meat stalks with background settings are delicious. (?﹃?)

Duke Roland is such a good man. Anxu favorability 5

An Xu hummed a song and returned to his place of residence and walked into his room. Chris was standing by the window with his robe on, looking outside in a daze.

Having sex will not cause you to be unable to get out of bed, not to mention that the physical strength of An Xu, a legal DPS, is about the same as that of a warrior who has been debuffed by the Lock of God's Punishment (maybe even weaker). It's really a waste of time. , I really don’t know who couldn’t get up first. An Xu opened the door, and the sound of the door opening made Chris look back at her. The knight didn't show any expression, but just like that, Anxu started to giggle inexplicably.

She walked over quickly, hugged Chris' waist, and wanted to put her head on his shoulder, but found that she had overestimated her height. Anxu turned Chris over, buried his face in his chest, and nuzzled him a few times like a cat rubbing against the sofa cushions. The servants only dressed Chris in the same robe that was easy to take off as yesterday. After being rubbed a few times, the front opened wide. Anxu leaned there and felt the smell of the forest.

After the tagging, Chris smelled totally "hers." Anxu miraculously felt the pheromones clearly, not like a crazy sexual desire catalyst, but more like a very comfortable... atmosphere? It's like you've been away for half a month, experienced a terrible flight, stumbled back to your doghouse at three in the morning, didn't want to turn on the light, and fell on the bed. How can you smell this? It was such a strange thing, An Xu didn't bother to pursue it, she just wanted to fall into Chris's arms.

After maybe ten minutes, Count Anna finally remembered what she was here to do.

She took out the collar, gestured around Chris's neck, and buttoned it in the right spot. The brown leather collar made a slight snapping sound, and Chris swayed dizzily and slid down against the window sill.

Anxu failed to hold him up and was led by the knight to the ground. She hurriedly unlocked the divine punishment locks on her hands and feet, and Chris closed his eyes for a while before he recovered.

This thing is so powerful. An Xu thought, his mind slipped, and Chris' setting book slipped away. She thought of the scar on Chris's lower abdomen and felt that the injury that would make a person with enhanced physical abilities infertile must have been very serious at the time. Are there any other sequelae besides infertility?

"Will it hurt?" An Xu asked as he pressed his hand on the knight's scar.

Chris shook his head slightly.

After doing this and that to the knight that day, Anxu never heard him take the initiative to speak again, and his responses were very brief. Speaking of non-violent non-cooperation, Chris didn't look like he was having trouble with An. He was just as silent as a tree.

Does shaking your head mean it won't hurt, or are you just too lazy to talk to him? An Xu looked at him, still a little worried, and decided to take him with him when he returned to Thunder Castle. There is the most advanced hospital in the world there.