Free Web NovelThe Saint Clan’s military headquarters was the most strict and serious place on all of Dark Tower Star.
Maybe it was because they had a top superior like Selet—someone so cold they were basically an ice sculpture—that the Saint Clan in the military headquarters were, every single one of them, icy too.
You could often see them with their faces set, expressionless all day long: indifferent, cold-eyed, as if in the next second they could pull out a weapon and kill the enemy in front of them on the spot.
In the eyes of other races, the Saint Clan were already hard enough to mess with. The Saint Clan’s army was even harder.
Especially after Mansendis took the throne, the soldiers under him were completely a pack of emotionless killing machines.
No matter how many enemies they killed, it wouldn’t cause even the slightest ripple in their emotions.
To other races, could a Saint Clan army like that be anything but terrifying?
Who would want to run into a group of terrifying killing gods like that on the battlefield?!
And as the place where that group of killing gods gathered, the Saint Clan’s military headquarters was almost always shrouded in a solemn, icy atmosphere year-round.
But today, that quiet cold was abruptly broken.
The little Highness was coming to the military headquarters!
The moment the news spread, no matter how strict the rules and discipline were, the entire military headquarters—top to bottom—was inevitably affected.
Most of the Saint Clan there had only seen, from afar, the scene of Wen Yuzhi getting off the warship on the day Thanatos returned.
And in just that brief glimpse, this new royal-blood Highness had already left them with a deep impression.
“The little Highness....”
Faced with a companion’s question, a Saint Clan soldier thought for a long time. But the knowledge in that area was far too lacking, and in the end all they could do was keep repeating:
“The little Highness is really... good.”
“Very cute.”
“Not like the other royal-blood at all.”
The tone was dry, the words short, and yet for some reason, every Saint Clan around listened with relish.
In truth, their light-brains were all full of photos and videos of the little Highness. But ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ only Ke Wo had truly had the luck to see the little Highness with their own eyes.
So whenever there was a break, these Saint Clan would always drag Ke Wo over again and again, pestering for descriptions of what it had looked like back at the port when Ke Wo saw the little Highness.
Even if it was only one or two sentences, it was enough to make this group of Saint Clan feel incomparably satisfied.
Every time Ke Wo said something, they would quietly agree along in their hearts.
Yes, yes, the little Highness is really good.
That’s right, that’s right, the little Highness is extremely cute.
In short, no matter what Ke Wo said, as long as it was praise for the little Highness, they looked completely in agreement.
Wen Yuzhi still didn’t know that even though he’d never been to the military headquarters, there were already quite a few Saint Clan inside who were fans of his.
Even now, that “hatching” picture Alvin had taken was still the single hottest topic among these Saint Clan soldiers.
It was brought up almost as often as “Have you eaten today?”
It was just that among the Saint Clan, this common greeting had been replaced with—
“Have you seen the little Highness today?”
As long as the answer was yes, then after they confirmed it with a look, their expressions would unconsciously soften.
That feeling was like...
Mm, what a coincidence. So you like the little Highness too.
As long as you like the little Highness too, then we’re good comrades.
So those Heimo who served as officers discovered something very strange.
The soldiers under them, who had originally been temperamental, cold, and hard, had recently suddenly become willing to communicate and interact with each other, and even the relationships within the army had become far more harmonious.
There were even secretly quite a few diehard little-Highness fans within the Heimo themselves.
This time, when they learned the little Highness was coming to the military headquarters, from Heimo to Tas, nearly the entire military headquarters was craning their necks and waiting.
In that tense, excited atmosphere, a hovercar bearing the palace insignia slowly drove through the main gate.
After arriving on Dark Tower Star, Wen Yuzhi had hardly left the palace.
The only time he’d left was when Mansendis had taken him to the royal pool that ordinary Saint Clan couldn’t even enter. So strictly speaking, this trip to the military headquarters was Wen Yuzhi’s first official contact with the outside world since returning to the Saint Clan.
Watching scenes flash by outside the window—the cold metal gates, the expressionless sentry soldiers—Wen Yuzhi felt a grave, orderly sense of solemn discipline the moment he entered.
And he also hadn’t expected the military headquarters to be so close to the palace—almost right next door. The hovercar didn’t drive for long before they arrived.
“The military headquarters used to be outside Sheng Bo Mi Lan, but after the King took the throne, it was moved here.”
Selet rarely did this kind of guiding introduction, but seeing the curiosity in the cub’s eyes, Selet unusually took the initiative to explain once.
The relocation of the military headquarters had also been Mansendis’s own decision.
After taking office, the silver-haired sovereign had always pursued an efficiency-first governing style. Moving the military headquarters to right next to the palace was obviously the most efficient approach.
Wen Yuzhi listened and thought—
...That really was Mansendis’s style.
When the hovercar stopped, Selet got out first.
Yiluo and Feier also followed. They could already be considered Wen Yuzhi’s personal guards now, accompanying him on this trip, staying by his side.
Besides that, both openly and in the shadows, quite a few palace guards were also following behind Wen Yuzhi in other vehicles.
Even though Mond, the chief affairs officer, wasn’t in the palace, everything was still arranged properly.
Selet had left the military headquarters alone.
But when Selet brought Wen Yuzhi back to the military headquarters again, it was already an entire convoy.
None of the Saint Clan who came to receive them spoke. They only watched Selet’s hovercar.
After Yiluo and Feier got out, Selet bent slightly, clearly intending to pick the cub up.
But Wen Yuzhi shook his head. freewebnovёl.ƈom
He didn’t let Selet hold him. Instead, he fluttered his wings and landed on Selet’s shoulder.
He patted Selet’s shoulder, as if telling Selet to carry on.
Selet’s body tensed for an instant.
But the next moment, Selet slowly straightened up again, looking as expressionless as ever—only the tightly pressed lips gave away that this adjutant’s heart was far less calm than the face suggested.
Still, at a time like this, no Saint Clan was paying attention to Selet’s oddness.
Everyone’s eyes were on the cub sitting obediently on Selet’s shoulder.
Their first reaction was: so small.
So small that the cub could actually sit on Selet’s shoulder!
These Saint Clan’s pupils contracted unconsciously.
But the next thought that surged up was: cute.
Because he was going out, Wen Yuzhi had deliberately changed into a more formal outfit, and he was also wearing that little crown on his head.
Even though he was trying hard to put on a serious expression, the soft cheeks and the little wings trembling gently behind him made every movement of the cub overflow with an indescribable cuteness.
Especially right now, sitting on Selet’s shoulder—lips pressed together, but eyes unable to stop curiously looking around...
In a crowd of Saint Clan, if this wasn’t cute, what was?!
After this period of time, Wen Yuzhi had gradually gotten used to the way these Saint Clan would look at him and, for no clear reason, become unbelievably intense.
And he was no longer like at the beginning—so shy under so many stares that he’d flutter his wings and hide in Mansendis’s arms, refusing to come back out.
Now, he could face those burning gazes with relative calm.
And among the Saint Clan who had come to greet them, Wen Yuzhi even spotted Merita.
Today, Merita wasn’t wearing a maid outfit. Instead, she was wearing a dark combat uniform, looking cool and sharp.
Merita also noticed Wen Yuzhi’s gaze. She straightened her back even more, standing at attention with an especially proper military posture.
When Selet brought Wen Yuzhi over, they all bowed in unison to salute.
Wen Yuzhi thought for a moment about what he’d seen before, then opened his mouth and said, “Rise.”
After these Saint Clan straightened up, they then turned to Selet at the side.
“Sir.”
Facing Selet, they no longer needed to bow like they had earlier, and simply nodded in greeting.
Selet nodded back, then introduced these Saint Clan to Wen Yuzhi one by one.
As expected, they all held important positions within the military headquarters.
But at this moment, they were all happy just to be able to have close contact with the little Highness.
Even though to Wen Yuzhi, every one of these Saint Clan had a cold face and looked unapproachable, only they themselves knew how nervous they were inside when facing the little Highness.
The more nervous they were, the more indifferent they looked on the outside.
But by sheer accident, their “aloofness” actually fit Wen Yuzhi’s impression of what the military should look like.
Since it was Wen Yuzhi’s first time at the military headquarters, Selet first brought the cub to tour the military headquarters’ First Building.
This was the office area. The Saint Clan Wen Yuzhi saw here were basically all Heimo.
Heimo really did serve as commanders within the Saint Clan. The officers who could appear here were almost all Heimo, every last one.
When they saw Wen Yuzhi, their hands unconsciously slowed.
This was...?
They stared straight at Selet’s shoulder.
As if sensing their gaze, the delicate little silver-haired doll raised his head and looked over.
The instant their eyes met—
Wen Yuzhi tilted his head and blinked without thinking.
“!!!”
Those Heimo who had been calm just moments ago instantly couldn’t help wanting to clutch at their chests.
What had they just seen?!
This was a living, moving little Highness!
After realizing that, they couldn’t even focus on their work. Their eyes kept flicking toward Wen Yuzhi again and again.
Almost exactly like the thoughts of the others before, after seeing Wen Yuzhi, the only things that rose in their minds were: so small, so cute.
And those wings behind him...
They were sure they had never seen a cub this cute in their entire lives!
Instead, Wen Yuzhi felt his arrival was affecting everyone’s work.
He raised his little board. On it, it read: [Let’s go to the next place.]
He’d already toured this area almost enough. If he stayed any longer, it would be easy to disturb the Saint Clan here.
Selet had no objections.
After all, the most important purpose of this trip was still to let the little Highness pick personal guards.
Selet decided to go straight to the training base.
But the moment they arrived, they learned something had happened inside the base.
A Saint Clan soldier’s mental sea had collapsed.
