Chapter 175:

Noah's breathing paused slightly, and he looked at Mute with a look of doubt.
"……'it'?"
He asked, repeating the word.
There was still doubt in his eyes, but after repeating the word, he seemed to understand something, showing a clear look, hesitating a little, he continued to ask.
"Is this what you feel?"
Mute shook his head.
"I don't quite understand ..."
He whispered that he was still confused.
"Although I don't quite understand it, I do feel it."
"I can feel, [it] makes me go back, things like that ... and, [it] doesn't want humans to go back, it feels like this." He said, biting his lower lip, "So ... "
The teenager's lips did not have much blood, which was caused by the excessively tight clenching just now. The shredded hair ends were scattered among his drooping eyelashes, and the shadow that fell into the bottom of his eyes made his eyes look a little dim.
There is not much sadness on the teenager's face, and he may not see much in the eyes of others. But Noah, who had just felt the youth's uncontrollable emotions, knew very well what Mute was bearing in his heart.
He sighed and distressed.
He remembered the moment not long ago when he took Mute away.
At that time, the sun was bright and illuminated the earth, and the fine fluorescence was scattered like a snow and scattered the entire sky. He hovered behind Mute, unable to see Mute's expression at that time.
【……Please. 】
He couldn't see Mute's face, he couldn't see the look on the boy's face at that moment, but he held Mute's hand and could clearly feel that boy's hand shivered almost at that moment, his finger was cold Terrible.
Holding that cold fingertip, Noah somehow raised his head and looked forward.
Behind Mute, he couldn't see Mute's look, but he could clearly see the face of the human marshal in front of him.
At that moment, the invisible air flow whizzed by, and he saw the human eye under the messy black hair.
For a long time, he couldn't say anything good about this human.
But the moment he saw the eyes of the human marshal, his chest suddenly tingled, as if stabbed with a sharp needle.
No reason could be given, but at that moment, the human's gaze at Mute was inexplicably uncomfortable for just the spectator.
At that time, Noah was stunned.
He never knew that it was just a human being, and that sadness was so strong that he was infected even with the strongest mental strength.
Even the most terrible black hole vortex in the depths of the universe is not as dark as the man's eyes at that moment.
What a strong feeling is that to achieve this ...
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Waking up from the memories, Noah slowly stood up, looking at the boy sitting on the pane with Caesar's eyes squinting quietly, and reaching out to caress Caesar's head.
He asked, "You didn't tell him this?"
Mute shook his head and nodded again.
Noah looked at him softly and asked, "Why?"
If he were to say it, there would be no such thing as the child being forcibly imprisoned, nor would he go to the present level with that human marshal.
"It's hard to say ..." Mute thought for a long time, a little confused, as if organizing the language, trying to explain something that he didn't understand.
"That's just a feeling ... I can't be sure, but that feeling is too strong." He said, "I used to try to ignore that feeling, but it doesn't work, that feeling is always there ... I am very Discomfort ... "
Mute didn't know how to express it.
It was just an indescribable feeling. As long as you were with Major General, there would be an invisible but unusually clear sense of rejection, suppressing him and surrounding him, trying to push him away from Major General.
It seems like the same magnetic poles, as long as they are close, they will repel each other.
To be close, you must endure that intense uncomfortable oppression.
It wouldn't hurt the body, but it was hard to bear ... It was like ... as if he had entered the room with ten times gravity for the first time.
He has been enduring the oppression that surrounds him all the time, trying to pretend to be nothing.
He vaguely knew what it was, but he didn't want to leave.
When he was young, his mother once told him a fairy tale.
His mother said that the little mermaid had legs and walked towards the prince, and every step she took was like walking on the tip of a knife.
At that time, he was still very young and muttered, "It hurts so much. It's better to go back into the water."
At that time, his mother rubbed his head and said nothing, but smiled softly.
At that time, he was too young to understand the feeling that even if he took every step with the pain of stepping on the tip of a knife, he wanted to stay with his beloved.
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"Noah, do you think if I tell him to continue to be with me, very dangerous things will happen, or even death-what will happen if I say that?"
"........."
Noah didn't answer.
If it had been before, he was probably not sure, but now he can see that answer very clearly.
He can feel it.
For the human marshal, letting go of the child was more terrible than death.
The human marshal has only one choice. No, there is no need to choose at all.
Mute smiled and laughed a little.
"I won't let humans go back to Earth, but I don't plan to leave Major General. I just want to wait for me to take everyone back to Earth and stabilize, while doing what I should do, I can go back from time to time on my own. meet him."
Even if he stepped on the blade, he didn't want to leave the major general's side.
But the unexplainable sense of rejection was not only directed at him, but also major general. What scared him even more was that the strange sense of rejection would only make him uncomfortable, but it would actually hurt the major general.
As long as he stays with that person, he will become a sharp blade piercing the major general ...
"I know what kind of answer he will give, and I know it well."
The teenager's shoulders tightened a little, he held Caesar in his arms, and his fingertips tightened the dark fur.
His face stuck to Caesar's dark fur, making his face paler. The corners of his eyes became more red, but he was still holding on, and continued to talk.
"... but I can't accept his answer."
He knew that even if he would die, that person would not let him go.
But he couldn't accept it.
Noah didn't speak.
At this moment, whatever seems to be weak.
Either the separation now or the death of the future.
These two paths, no matter how you choose, are wrong.
Holding the panther in his arms, Mute twitched slightly.
"Yeah, maybe he should be told the truth, but ..."
His voice was also a little nasal, and he tried to suppress it.
"But I told him, he would surely guess that I wanted to leave, and he would never let me go."
"Noah, do you think you can't keep a person who wants to stay, and a person who doesn't want to stay ... Which one is more uncomfortable?"
Taking a deep breath, the teenager continued.
"And, if I told him, because [it], I couldn't be with him ... what do you think he would do?"
What will it do?
Noah frowned and thought he could probably guess.
Will be at any cost.
Will do things that are scarier and crazy than anything.
To them, nothing is more important than their hometown, the mother star that gave birth to them. But that man is different. That man always cares about only one person.
No one dares to bet on whether this human marshal who inherited the blood of the first emperor who destroyed the earth 20,000 years ago will do the same crazy thing.
The white-haired teenager sighed lowly.
Mute did it right.
What the human marshal did ... could not be said to be wrong.
So, who is wrong at this point?
The time of 20,000 years is too far away, so far as to make them all helpless.
Noah looked at Mute, the child's droopy eyes, the traces of water mist on the thin eyelashes, light as soft as he could not bear a little weight, and made people feel distressed when they looked.
His eyes were gentle and sighing.
"Is this really good?"
he asks.
This is farewell.
This time, Mute holding Caesar was silent for a long time. The reddish traces of his eyes disappeared a long time, and the hazy mist on the tip of his eyelashes disappeared.
Mute didn't answer, and Noah didn't move.
He saw Mute's lips clenched a little and clenched.
"... I didn't give up."
A long time later, he heard Mute say this.
Looking at the front of the boy holding the panther's eyes, the boy's dark eyes have always been soft and flexible.
It has been sad and dimmed, but when the mist of dust has cleared, there is still a bright flame burning in the depths, which is a flame that never goes out.
It was on because its owner never gave in.
The teenager looked calmly forward, his eyes seeming to cross the void and look at the distant shore.
He repeated again: "I won't give up."
I don't want to give up.
In the past, no matter what happened and what difficulties he encountered, the major general always took the initiative to approach him.
He just stood there waiting, watching, waiting for that person to come to himself.
So it's his turn now.
He's going to that person, he's going to find a way to that person--
"Although it's just a dim feeling ... but the root of the problem is [it], then you can only get the answer from [it]."
"I want to go back to the earth, but not to escape from the major general, because only there, and only after [it] wake up again, can I get the answer from [it] and get a way to return to the major general."
Mute's hand slowly stroked the thick fur of the panther in her arms.
"I want to protect the earth ... but, likewise, I want to protect Major General."
"No matter who it is, I don't want to give up."
The teenager who took a deep breath said that his dark eyes were astonishingly bright even in the dark.
"So, I want to go back to the earth. Above the earth, no matter how long it takes, I have to find that way."
Noah looked at Mute, and the corners of his lips rose slightly.
He said, "You will do it."
Noah said with a smile.
The child's existence is a miracle in itself.
He did too many impossible things.
Therefore, Noah also believed that the so-called miracle would not happen again in the future.
And at this moment, he sincerely hoped that the miracle would be born.
...
I did not give up.
I will not give up.
I left you to be able to return to you again.
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----【Four years later】----
Ferner rotates slowly in the starry sky. In the dark universe, its fiery body is like a cluster of red flames burning fiercely in the starry sky.
At this moment, countless battleships surround this fiery crimson planet, which has a uniform black badge with a delicate blue pattern on it.
Outside the Ferner galaxy, countless fleets surround the galaxy, and there are countless different badges on the fleet.
They surround the galaxy, like a hundred birds and phoenixes.
The star universe unfolds endlessly, and countless starlights shine in the dark starry sky.
The boundless stars.
Only the crimson planet, which seemed like a cluster of burning flames, was the most glaring.
The side above the flaming planet is the day, and the sun in the sky is like a huge fireball, which illuminates the side of the earth to the extreme.
The dazzling sunlight fell through the skylight into the huge side temple, which filled the side temple with light and could not hide a little shadow.
The side hall was silent, and only one person sat quietly in front of the window.
The bright spots of light jumped in the dark black hair like night, making the dark hair glow like light.
Troll sat there, eyes closed slightly. Under the slender eyelashes, there is light, faintly showing an ice blue luster.
Even in the bright sunlight, his side cheeks are like the snow and ice that has not changed for thousands of years on the top of the Tianshan Mountain, hard and cold.
The thin lips, with a little cold color, are the sharpness of the blade.
When the lips were slightly curled, the curled lines were the coldest marks.
Someone came in the terribly quiet side hall.
A blue-haired soldier wearing a silver-plated military uniform with a black background came in. A teal cape unfolded behind him. On his shoulder was a golden badge that symbolized the status of a general.
Right hand fist placed on his chest, Major General Via deeply bowed his head and saluted to the other side.
"Time is up."
Major General Qingfa said, bowing his head respectfully.
"His Majesty."
The young emperor who is about to ascend the eyes, Xuefu staring eyes, Phoenix eyes thin lips, handsome beauty.
Only the bottom of the dark blue eyes, the shadow sinks deeply, there is no trace of human feelings, and there is no light.
Those eyes were like the endless dark abyss, seeping a breathtaking danger.
A glance trembled from the bottom of my heart.
He stood up, crossed the admiral's blue hair, respectfully, and walked forward.
Above the main hall, everyone was waiting for him.
He is about to hold those thousands of stars--