Rules for raising elves [Interstellar Apocalypse]

Christian looked at the extremely lively scene on the training ground and suddenly understood why the members of the parliament were so afraid of this Fingree wolf with no identity or background.

Wearing only a thin training vest, the silver-haired man moved cleanly and calmly, even under the siege of five or six A-level warriors. Every muscle contained powerful explosive power.

This is the most common sight on the training ground these days. As an inherently aggressive orc, no one wants to challenge this strong man who once stood at the top of the empire's combat power pyramid.

"The punch is too slow." He turned his head to avoid a powerful attack, grabbed the opponent's wrist and quickly kicked out. As the last challenger fell, deafening cheers erupted around him. It means that the winner of this battle has been decided.

"I didn't expect that after such a long time, Chief Caleb is still so awesome!" The A-level warrior who got up from the ground ignored the pain in his body and sighed with a grin on his face, his words full of admiration.

"It seems that your training needs to be strengthened."

Caleb turned his wrist. The battle just now seemed to him not even a warm-up.

He had doubts before about the extent of the level improvement brought about by Xia's purification ability, but after this competition, he already had a general answer in his mind.

This is no longer as simple as ordinary A-level measurement. Both strength and speed have increased by several orders of magnitude compared to before.

Even if all the dozens of top A-level warriors present were to fight together, the result would be the same.

"Sir Caleb, are you really not considering returning to the Third Army? With you here, sooner or later we will take back the honor of being the most powerful army! You don't know the military exercises in the past few years..." Excited The soldiers surrounded him, talking frantically about how their Third Army had been suppressed and beaten by the First and Second Army during his absence in the years.

Do you really not consider returning to the Third Army?

Not only the soldiers present, but also Christian held his breath, somewhat looking forward to his answer.

After all, the current Third Army is no longer the Third Army that was still controlled by the Parliament seven years ago.

The composition of the Third Legion is actually very complicated. More than half are civilians from the bottom who are powerful but have ideals. Some are noble children who want to break away from the shackles of the family that are currently shrouded in haze and seek new possibilities.

But these people all have one thing in common, their absolute loyalty to McCarthy and their deep belief in all his decisions.

There is a reason why Mo Xili McCarthy and Caleb Guderian can be called the "Empire Twins".

Caleb relies on his superb talents and skills in military and combat, his numerous achievements from the front lines, and his legendary experience of being born at the bottom but rising to the top. But what about Mo Xili?

In addition to his equally excellent strength, what is even more terrifying is this man's mind. He is very good at using people's hearts to get the results he wants without blood.

Christian still remembers the scene when he first met this noble son of the McCarthy family, who had long been famous in the core area for his outstanding appearance.

In fact, it was not quite what he imagined.

McCarthy is an ancient family that has existed since the founding of the empire. Its power is complex and its industries are widely distributed. It is beyond the reach of other emerging families, not to mention that their current head of the family, Farina McCarthy, is even more powerful. He is an outstanding careerist, and now more than half of the members of the Imperial Parliament have a close relationship with him.

Farina had three wives, but only the last two gave birth to children for him. Mo Xili was the son of his second wife, and he died in childbirth. His current wife has given him a precious daughter, Yuna, and a young son.

Born in such a prominent family, Mo Xili himself is even more talented. Not only did he inherit the strong A-level bloodline of the McCarthy family, he was also the best among the children of these powerful people in terms of knowledge. He was especially talented in military command. From the empire After graduating from the Military Academy, he was retained by the academy to teach many times.

He has a handsome appearance, strong strength, and a prosperous family. In his opinion, such a proud man must be very difficult to get along with.

But Mo Xili himself was not as simple as it seemed.

It was a graduation party held by the academy. He had just graduated from the command department of the Imperial Military Academy, but he had a huge conflict with his father, Sander, over his future plans.

Unlike those well-established families, the Da Vinci family is a new family that has just emerged in the transportation industry in recent years and has just established a foothold in the core area.

Besides, his father, Sander Leonardo da Vinci, was quite old, but he only had one son, so he naturally had high hopes. And Christian himself is also very impressive, ranking among the best in terms of bloodline genetic level and academic performance.

Sander hopes that his sole heir can help him manage the family business, and preferably, he can use this to enter the core circle of the empire-the Imperial Parliament.

But Christian himself has no interest in politics, or he has no favorable impression of the declining political environment of the Galactic Empire.

"Father, I don't like to deal with those hypocritical people who are one thing on the outside but another behind the scenes! The Leonardo family doesn't need to rely on these twists and turns to survive in the core area! I want to join the Legion, that's what I should do Wherever you go, it’s like Mo Xili”

"Nonsense! What do you know!" Sander threw a cup over, obviously angry. "That's the son of the McCarthy family! How can you compare with him! If we can't get into the parliament for one day, we will only be a second-class family in the empire! Without the support of family honor, you are nothing!"

The cup did not pose any threat to him, but his father's words severely trampled on his self-esteem. Christian wiped off the wine stains on his face with one hand, turned around and slammed the door.

Looking back now, that was probably the most confusing moment in his life.

Anger, unwillingness, and frustration at not being able to control the future.

"Very weak, isn't it? And no matter how angry you are, you can't even find an excuse to refute it, because it's all true."

The music in the banquet hall was still playing, and the courtyard was very quiet at the moment, making this gentle voice even more obvious.

Christian looked up, the moonlight was a little dazzling, and he saw a person slowly walking out from behind the flower stand.

Her long snow-colored hair became even brighter under the moonlight, she was dressed in an elegant white dress, and her dream lover's appearance, which was recognized by the females of the empire, immediately revealed her identity.

It was Mo Xili McCarthy who was invited back by the college to give a speech as an "outstanding graduate".

As if being told something about his inner unhappiness, Christian turned his head in embarrassment and said in a bad tone: "Are you here specifically to see my joke?"

Mo Xili was two terms older than him, and he was the heir to the family with a more distinguished status than him, but he did not use honorifics as required, which was a very serious disrespect in the core area.

Mo Xili shook his head. He didn't look offended by his tone. Instead, he smiled: "Isn't it a good thing to realize your weakness? Only in this way can you know how important your strength is."

"Your surname is McCarthy, of course you can talk like this." Christian looked at him with a sarcastic curve on his lips.

"Oh, really?"

The collar in front of him was suddenly grabbed, so fast that he didn't even react. He saw the other person's beautiful dark blue eyes staring at him closely, and the deep, abyss-like things inside made his spine surge. He felt chilly, and the powerful pressure made him unable to move at all.

They are both of A-level bloodline, but the opponent's suppression power is not at the same level as his!

Christian understood that it would be very easy for the other party to kill him if he wanted to, and he would probably die here today because of his rude behavior.

But he was still unwilling to give in, and glared at the person in front of him fiercely. His golden pupils were about to turn into vertical pupils, and even if he died, he would bite off a piece of his flesh!

But to his surprise, the other party did not intend to take action, but gently threw him into the flower garden behind, his hands leisurely put back into his pockets, and his face still had the same spring breeze expression.

As if everything just now was just an illusion.

"Well done, you have great potential."

After a while, the other party dropped an envelope with a dark pattern and said slowly: "If you have thought about it, just come to me with this letter. Don't worry about anything else. I will sort it out for you. "

"Say hello to your father for me."

It was obviously a long time ago, but now when I think about it, it seems to be vivid in my mind.

Just when he recovered his mind, Christian heard Caleb's answer without hesitation.

"Do not want to."

There was no hesitation in the man's voice. He slowly put on his coat, opened a bottle of water with one hand and drank it. He threw the empty bottle away and it was perfectly picked up by the garbage robot.

"I am just a member of Miss Shia's escort team now, nothing more."

The alloy door on the side of the training ground suddenly opened. Caleb turned his head, but his eyes suddenly changed.

"Caleb!" The elf put on a new dress that Leo had just made and couldn't wait to show it off to him!

The style of the beige dress is very ladylike, and the puff sleeve design of the shirt inside adds a bit of liveliness. Her fluffy and smooth blond hair is tied into two cute twin tails, and the fluffy hair tie frames her small face. So pink and cute.

Caleb stretched out his arms and held the small cannonball firmly in his arms.

"Why are you here alone?" Caleb touched her little head.

"I eat very quickly! Duck is naughty again! He pulled my pigtails"

The little mouth kept popping, like a cute little sparrow. Caleb also kept his squatting position motionless, listening attentively to the little things she said, but his eyebrows were no longer as they were during the training. hard, and become softer.

I don't know why, but Christian, who was still a little confused after hearing the answer, felt a little envious when he saw the scene in front of him.

But the moment the elf looked up at him, he retracted in embarrassment.

He only heard his own voice say stiffly: "Miss Shia, good morning."

Suddenly there was a flurry of footsteps behind him, followed by a uniform and loud greeting that almost tipped the roof off.

"Third Legion Individual Combat Department! I've met Miss Shia!"