Chapter 101:

The hall's original quiet atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Admiral Troll moved too fast, almost as soon as Mute had turned his head to see the glowing metallic short blade in his hand, the figure of the admiral was almost in sight.
The cold metal short blade flashing in his hand naturally follows the shadow, passing a sharp arc in the air, and chopping fiercely at the white-haired boy--
Admiral Troll's speed was impersonal, and Noah was not slow. Before the arc of the blade stabbed, he reached out and pushed Mute away from him, turned around, and his whole body floated up a little moment.
He floated, his slender body turned sideways in the air lightly, and avoided the dagger piercing his throat in an instant.
Although he avoided it quickly, the stabbed blade was also fast. Doraemon opened the mouth of the light blue cloak that flew up when he turned around in the air.
In the air, Noah landed lightly, and his snow-white boots tipped to the ground, but he did not step on the ground completely, but appeared in a semi-floating posture.
Admiral Troll caught up with him almost as soon as he landed, and the chilling blade struck again.
Noah floated low in the air, and he raised his right hand, his palm toward the human that came. The invisible air flow surged around him, causing his white hair to flick around his cheeks, and the torn light blue cloak slammed behind him.
He stared at the human ahead, and the lilac pupil flashed a bright blue light at this moment.
An invisible force slammed out of him, which was a substantial force formed by an extremely powerful spirit. In just a moment, the human in front of him could be slammed out and fly out--
This should be the case.
Before Noah's battle with humans, even if dozens or even hundreds of human beings rushed at him, he would be lifted out by this terrible force at this moment.
Noah thought this human would be the same.
However, something unexpected happened to him--the power he did let the human body's body image fall into the mud for a brief pause--but it only paused for a moment. In the next second, the human broke through his physical strong mental strength with the flesh, that human was like a beast that broke the thick net that blocked it, and tore with its sharp teeth. To trap its trap, open its fangs, and slam it on the person who set the trap—
For the first time in these centuries, Noah saw a human being able to tear his spiritual power by his own will.
He was caught off guard for a moment.
The next second, the cold light of metal passed by, and a little blood splashed out in the air.
Noah backed up again and was forced to the corner. He covered his left arm, blood oozing from the gap between his fingers covering his left arm, staining his white fingers.
He managed to avoid the key moments in a hurry, but his arm was cut with a knife.
He didn't even care about it at this moment, and he finally became dignified. He stared at the human who hurt him. Although this time it was his intention, he already felt it. The effect is not great-this human has a terrible willpower and a strong spiritual force that is not inferior to that of Gamma. Then, the power of Gah's substantive spiritual power will hardly work on this human.
In other words, the power of Gamma's effect on this human being is very low, and it can barely hinder it a little, so even if he wants to fight this human being, the outcome is probably unpredictable.
What kind of human is his young compatriot ...
The black boots stepped heavily on the floor and made a heavy footstep, and within a second of his shaking, Admiral Troll approached again at lightning speed.
Noah stared.
But at this moment, a pair of hands slammed out from behind and hugged the general's waist.
The muscles of the whole body have been tightened to the best fighting state. It is very easy for the admiral to shake off the person who hugs him, but at this moment, it is difficult for him to control his strength to ensure that the child will not be hurt, so he only Can stand still.
Although he didn't move any more, his narrow and phoenix eyes staring at Noah were terrible.
Noah frowned slightly. He covered his injured arm, looked down, and looked at Mute who was looking out from behind the human.
Let me fix it, you go quickly.
With such a message from Mute's eyes, Noah groaned, and his eyes fell on Taller's holster, which was hung from the waist to the black belt, and there was clearly a gun in it. Obviously when the man just entered the door, he could pull out his gun and shoot at him, which was more effective and more beneficial to him, but the human chose to use the blade to fight him in the first place.
... because the gun was so powerful, I was worried about hurting Mute who was next to him ... wasn't it?
Seeing the human muscles tightened to the extreme, he stared at him with a sullen expression, but did not forcibly shake off the mute who was holding him. Noah didn't say anything, he just glanced at mute again, then covered blue. The color streamer flashed, and the whole person disappeared into the air out of thin air.
The next second, he appeared outside the room and floated in the air. The invisible air flow lifted him off a corner of the light blue cape, flying behind him, and he looked at the room quietly through the window. Situation.
He saw Mute seem to keep talking to the human.
He is not afraid of this human, but he can see that Mute attaches great importance to this human, so he does not want him to fight this human.
He did not want to confuse Mute, so he chose to give in. After all, he said to Mute from the beginning, he would only protect Mute until the true protector returns.
Now he should leave.
He took a deep look at his dark-haired young fellow again, and perhaps he didn't even notice the indescribable look in his eyes. He pressed his chest, and there was some depression and some discomfort.
Noah didn't know why that was.
Maybe it was because he managed to find a new companion, and the next successor to Noah he chose, maybe he could stand alongside him ... However, this compatriot chose Gah's enemy human and gave up Ga's companion.
Noah is puzzled and feels lost for this, but he will respect Mute's choice.
In the end, he could only go back home alone.
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The entire hall was exceptionally quiet, with only two breathing sounds of different frequencies echoing in the room.
Mute was relieved when Noah disappeared into the room. He was really afraid that the two would fight in front of him. He naturally didn't want Major General to be hurt, but although he and Noah knew him soon, maybe it was the feeling of being a compatriot. He had a sense of familiarity and closeness to Noah, so he didn't want No What happened to ya.
The first reaction when he saw Major General Liang's knife was to stop it. Unfortunately, his response was a long way off. These two battle-hardened men were a great deal-he had no time to do it until the two had already fought one round. Take action, seeing that the major general was in front of him, he almost stretched out his hand and hugged the major general's waist from behind.
Having said that, for the first time, he attacked Major-General's bee waist from the back for the first time ... from the first time in order to keep a steak that was almost lost by Major-General ... It is really difficult for him to live to this day.
Mute thought in a mess, he still held Troll's waist tightly, because almost the whole person was on Troll's body, so he could clearly feel that the man's tightness was extremely extreme. Muscle stiffness.
Although it looks like a thin body, the stiffness of the muscle when it tightens makes him clearly feel the explosive power hidden in the flesh under this man's clothes.
After a while, Mute felt the taut muscles held by him slightly relaxed.
He was relieved and was about to let go. Before he could let go of the arm around Admiral Troll's waist, he was caught by the wrist. The hand that grabbed his wrist was pulled hard, and he was dragged from behind to front.
He raised his head, his gaze directly facing the admiral's eyes, looking down.
The dark blue pupils are like the depth of the starry sky, and the dark blue is the most common day, but at this moment they seem to fall into the shadow and condense into the ink color, which sinks deeply.
The narrow and long Phoenix eyes were stained with the darkest shades by the shadows.
The man in front had a strange feeling, and the cold gaze that had never been seen from Admiral Troll made Mute's breath pause.
That terrible gaze was like swallowing him alive--
Mute froze, Admiral Troll stared at him with such terrible eyes, and forcibly raised his head with both hands.
The man's head bowed.
He closed his eyes subconsciously. The moment his eyes closed, his eyelashes trembled uncontrollably.
What he will encounter next may be terrible.
The young man's heart had such a hunch that he closed his eyes tightly, tightened his stiff shoulders, and started breathing disorderly.
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After a long time, Mute felt that a long time had passed, but in fact he did not know how long it had passed.
He waited like this for a long time without feeling any movement.
Confused, he slowly opened his eyes a slit, and from the gap of the eyes, he saw the face that he had felt so many countless times was near.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw that the tip of his white nose was just in front of his eyes, and Troll's face was pressed down, very close to him, but never really pressed down.
He saw that long and narrow Feng eyes closed tightly, as if forcibly suppressing something, because the eyes were closed so tightly that there was a slight twist in the corners of his eyes. However, even if there is a slight twist, the man's face is still beautiful, and the twisted arc on this heart-warming face is inexplicably painful.
Mute was still in a daze.
Suddenly, Troll released his hands clutching his cheeks and took a step back.
He gave him a deep look, suddenly turned and left, and soon disappeared into Mute's sight.
Suddenly pushed by Admiral Troll, Mute was caught off guard and almost fell. After finally holding his body, he looked up and saw Admiral Troll's back disappearing into his sight.
So the teenager burst out of anger.
He knew that his actions with Noah seemed a little closer, and that Admiral Troll was jealous because he saw him intimate with Noah, but even if he was jealous, he couldn't even explain without explanation Just move the knife?
This man's temperament is too big!
Could it be that if you get closer to anyone in the future, you will be tossed like this?
No! Can't get used to him!
Mute thought so hummingly, and decided not to take care of the vinegar bowl that had a bad temper with a knife.
The man had to let himself reflect, otherwise he would not be able to bear this every time he came here.
He thought so stiffly, intending to go back to the room, but turned his head, thinking of the slender phoenix's eyes that looked blank and forbearing before the man left ...
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Teenager covering his chest.
So, a good face means taking advantage.
Just such a confused little eye can make the person seeing soft and distressed.
Well, you look good and you lose your temper.
So, the other day, Mute, who had decided firmly not to talk with anyone, had to spit himself out, and went to find someone unhappy.
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Mute didn't look for long. Admiral Troll was on the second floor, on the huge observation deck that extended from the room.
The snow-white terrace is not tall, it is only half a meter above the ground, but it is very wide and long, extending out from the room. Baishitai, with no trace of dust, was white in the sun.
Admiral Troll was sitting on the wide open-air platform, leaning back against the cylinder, bending his foot, stepping on the ground, and leaning down, and his legs were long enough to let his feet fall to the ground in that posture.
Instead of looking out at the wide landscape, he put one hand on his knees bent and lowered his head slightly. The soft lacquered black hair was scattered in the air, and the sun shone, and the light spots seemed to jump in his hair. He dropped his head, and the sunlight came from the side, making his face bright as if glowing, and deep in the shadows.
The young admiral just sat there, and created the most beautiful scenery that was specially adjusted by photography.
Rather than light and shadow creating the most coordinated hook line on him, it is better to say that his existence has achieved the most beautiful moment of light and shadow.
He sat there, and it became the most beautiful painting.
Mute, who was Yan Kong, looked at this scene for ten seconds.
After ten seconds, he shook his head vigorously.
You can't just look down like this-you must let this man know his mistake!
He repeatedly told himself in his heart before he stepped forward and stood in front of Admiral Troll.
"I said ... Noah and I ... the same people we were just now, friends."
Mute scratched his head, organized the language a bit, and kept talking.
"It's normal for friends to be a little closer, and he and I are both men ... well, I know you're not happy to see me being too close to others, but I also want to have my own friends."
"He is not the same as you. I mean, he doesn't like men. He just treats me as a friend, so he gets a little closer ... I want to say that your behavior today is a little too much, and you just say nothing Let ’s do it. Fortunately, Noah has a little skill, if you change to someone else, you will be seriously injured. "
The more Mute said, the more angry he became.
"Also, are you too distrustful of me doing this, do you think I'm the kind of person you'll be nice to when you walk back? Do you think I can be anyone?"
The teenager said unhappy, "Don't you have any trust in me?"
Mute said a lot, and the black admiral sitting on the open air finally opened his mouth.
However, instead of answering Mute's words, he completely said another thing.
"He is Gaya."
The admiral said.
"Yes."
Mute snorted dullly.
so what?
The man lowered his head, his dark hair dropping a deep shadow on his eye socket.
His lips tightened like a straight line at this moment.
His voice at this moment was like a sharp blade breaking into the heart of a man.
He said, "He wants to take you away."
"........."
See the blood.
Mute paused for a moment, and for a moment he couldn't say a word.
He thought it was General Admiral Troll with a small amount of energy. He thought it was indiscriminate, but he did not expect the man to have guessed everything when he saw it at first sight.
The white-haired boy, Noah's Gaja, was there to take him as a companion.
The man had guessed this at a glance, so at that time he would suddenly become furious, and then he would show the terrible look he saw for the first time.
The man was out of control because he thought he was leaving.
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Admiral Troll still lowered his head, his dark hair was scrambled in front of his forehead, and his gaze was inexplicably dim at this moment, a little bit blank.
He knew how cruel things humans have done to this child, and the pain that humans have given to Mute as Gha, he knows better than anyone.
At this time, a fellow Gha appeared next to the child.
What does that mean--
The moment he saw that scene, and the thought of the possibility that the child might want to return to his fellow citizens, his mind was blank.
The body moves before the mind.
This uncertainty that might take the child away from him must be completely wiped out!
It was almost a decision he made instinctively.
However, the result was not only unsuccessful, but because the child lost control at that moment, the child saw his ugly side.
...
Mute looked at the man in front of him.
The man lowered his head, and his scattered forehead and shadow blocked more than half of the frosty face, so that he could not see the expression on this man's face, only the thin lips were tightly pressed, The color is too cold and pale, as if there is no blood, like a straight line.
However, this straight line is not the dreaded sharpness of everyday life. At this moment, somehow exuding a bit of stubborn grievance.
The man bowed his head, and even the dark blue pupils who were full of vigor for a long time seemed to be dim at this moment.
[He wants to take you away. 】
The boy's dark pupil reflected the side of his face with his lips closed, his eyes softened a little.
He walked forward to Admiral Troll and sat down next to the Admiral.
"I'm not going anywhere."
He sat with his hands on the window sill, his head tilted slightly to one side and looked at the general, repeating again.
"I'm not going anywhere, I'm right next to you."
Mute softened his voice and said that he smiled at Troll, his eyes curved into a crescent.
"I'm here, so Major General won't let anyone take me away? ......... Ah, sorry." He tilted his head and thought for a while, "Is it right to call Admiral right? I'm sorry, I'm used to it, so ... "
"... called 'Major General'."
White fingers stretched out like snow, it was a hand with clear bones and extremely beautiful lines.
The hand gently held Mute's jaw, and raised the teenager's face slightly with a slight force.
The velvety lacquered black hair fell down, brushing the skin of the teenager's cheek, cool and silky.
Admiral Troll dropped the indescribably beautiful face, covering Mute's face, and the slender lashes dangled almost with the juvenile fine lashes.
"why?"
The boy raised his hand and circled the other person's neck. His eyelashes flickered a few times, and with the lashes intertwined with him, he followed.
"... as you like."
The last point was so low that people's eardrums couldn't bear the shuddering voice trembling in the intimate lips.
The young general will naturally not say.
Actually he likes it.