Unlike the Empire, the allied nation where Lola arrived is closer to the polar regions. It's winter now, and the sunlight does not exceed five hours a day, most of the time the weather is gloomy and dull.Perhaps due to the lack of sunlight, the number of depressed people in the entire country is on the rise, and many people have a fixed annual expense for seeing a psychologist.Before leaving, Caesar also packed a large amount of vitamin B and vitamin C supplements in Lola's backpack.Although the chances of the piglet returning home as a sad piglet after a trip in the snow country are extremely low, the probability is not necessarily zero.There are hardly any Asti people in the allied nations, but Lola found that the people's attitude towards the Asti people was acceptable, without prejudice, but they also do not endorse the terrorist attacks that the Asti people have once created.Lola started a new social account and began to try to organize some of the photos she had taken befor
Caesar woke up in the middle of the night, in order to meet his appointment on time the next day, his schedule for the past few days was very full. He didn't fall asleep until one o'clock in the morning, but after about ten minutes, he was woken up by a ringtone.He saw a strange international number.After a silence of two seconds, Caesar picked it up, but the other side said nothing and ended the call directly.Caesar turned on the small night light. This sudden phone call in the middle of the night gave him a bad feeling. Without any hesitation, Caesar dialed Lola's number.No answer.At the same time, outside the bedroom, Arthur knocked on the door and told Caesar in a low voice, "Sir, Miss Lola is missing."-Lola's head was hurting. She tried to open her eyes, but her fingers and body were soft. In the last second, before she lost consciousness, she only remembered Keynes quickly injecting some kind of drug into her neck, and then she fell into a deep sleep.Lola's body is more
Emilia's medical examination report came out quickly. Her discomfort stemmed from mild food poisoning, the source of which was a cup of coffee she had while shopping.Lola doesn't like to drink bitter things, so she didn't order coffee, so she was fine.Although this area was not under Caesar's jurisdiction, Caesar had a close friendship and cooperation with the incumbent president. In private, the intelligence agency was also in active operation, and they locked on the target at noon.The target was a ship on the sea, registered under the name of a wealthy businessman. The businessman's wife was the half-sister of the Minister of Education.Caesar refused the proposal to rest. He lowered his head and slowly loaded bullets into the shotgun.Sunlight filtered through the windows, and Caesar's temple was pulsating as if being stimulated by a weak electric current, the intermittent pain gradually became clear with the rhythm of his breath.He was ready.At twelve-ten.The Requiem in D mi
As a female Alpha, Doris had been educated to protect Omegas ever since her parents were still alive."The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility." This had become Doris's motto, which she kept in her heart.In fact, not just Omegas, but all those who were pitiful and bullied fell within Doris's scope of protection.Her father had passed away early, and Doris, who had dropped out of school early, had learned to fish from an early age, managing to scrounge up some seafood products when fishing boats arrived.But picking up an Omega like this was a first for her.The Omega she found was a little idiot who couldn't say anything but the two words "Caesar". But she wasn't entirely idiotic, at least she knew how to eat and go to the bathroom when needed, and she didn't let people touch her when changing clothes.She was also highly vigilant. When a person with ill intentions tried to touch her, this one called "Nightingale" broke the person's arm.Doris's home was in an old res
What is the feeling of getting back what has been lost?Caesar had never experienced it. Duke Salleri was very strict in educating his two children, but he also provided material satisfaction.In Caesar's childhood, he had only tasted loss, such as the rabbit that never woke up after falling asleep.But now, Lola, who still smelled of grilled fish, milk, and firewood, jumped into his arms. Her cheeks were cool, and there was a faint smell of soap on her skin. Caesar stood still, listening to her saying affectionately: "Daddy, Caesar Daddy."Caesar: "..."He didn't know how to respond.Lola took the initiative to come closer, rubbing her cool, soap-scented lips against Caesar's chin. Because she touched two stubbles, she frowned, but she endured the pain and continued to kiss his cheek.Doris was caught by the arm. She was struggling hard at first but stopped after hearing Lola's words.She turned around in confusion, and the police friend behind her quickly explained everything to her
Caesar took a deep breath and another.He asked, "Anything else?"Lola didn't speak, her face scrunched up in distress as if she didn't understand his words."Call me Caesar," Caesar corrected her helplessly, "Understand? Call me by name, don't use other strange terms."Caesar couldn't afford the cost of ohno-second. He couldn't imagine the scene where Lola called him by those strange terms under the public eye.Dad, teacher, brother, brother-in-law, uncle, uncle...He wasn't sure if Lola could understand. She seemed unwilling to communicate with him, turned her body around, backed Caesar, and dived into the quilt, suddenly saying, "Eugenie, I'm hungry."Something seemed to block Caesar's throat.Lola hugged her pillow as if she didn't hear the outside world, murmuring softly, "Eugenie, let's go out and play."Her memory was gradually awakening. Caesar was not sure what Lola was thinking now. He only knew that Eugenie would no longer play with Lola.It took Caesar ten minutes to unrav
The golden hue of the sun scattered evenly and softly throughout the room.Caesar sat in front of his laptop, cradling Lola in his arms, opening the files sent by Herman.Lola was seated on his lap, yawning impatiently. She was extremely sleepy. She reached out to touch, but unfortunately, she didn't touch anything. An Alpha's chest didn't provide her with the satisfying feel she wanted.Human memory is limited, like a warehouse. People selectively remember useful, memorable things. Those irrelevant ones are gradually discarded as age progresses.Only those with hyperthymesia would remember everything daily in meticulous detail.Lola did not have hyperthymesia. Her memory was stronger than that of ordinary people, but some minor details would also be forgotten, such as those men she only met a few times.Caesar patiently clicked open all the photos Herman had sent, one by one, asking Lola about them. At first, she responded well, full of ent
Caesar took the gleaming dinner knife from Lola's hand as quickly as he could.He turned on the light and called his personal chef, asking them to bring dinner as soon as possible.Caesar could not guarantee that if they were late, this desperate "hungry" fool would not consider eating other terrifying things.While Caesar was worried, Lola sat obediently on the bed, her round eyes following Caesar's movements, always tracking his actions."Caesar," Lola didn't understand, "you used to stuff it into my mouth before, why aren't you feeding me now?"She gestured in the air, a large chunk, and didn't understand, "Why aren't you feeding me? I can't bite, can't I eat it cut open?"Caesar said, "Wait until your body is better."Lola didn't understand. She could only watch as Caesar confiscated the dinner knife she had hidden. Not only that, but Caesar also discovered Lola's secret base hidden under her pillow - a split, flattened loaf of br
Lola only found out that Emilia had come to find her after she finished her class.She threw a whole piece of chocolate into her mouth, chewed it a few times, and swallowed hard: "Where is she?""She went to the back mountain with Instructor Angus."Lola drank a whole cup of hot cocoa and ate two more pieces of chocolate. She checked her schedule. There were no classes today, she could rest now.But, by next week, Lola has to leave here to continue her studies as a student.What an unfortunate event.Yes, Lola still needs to receive a university education now. She passed the written exam smoothly and is now a student at a certain university in the empire.However, due to her special status, she doesn't have to live in a dormitory. She only needs to go there when she has classes.It's a holiday now. After the holiday is over, Lola has to leave here temporarily and focus on studying at school.Also, she needs to receive he
Besides blood, there were also bone marrow, semen... oh, the latter was not a necessity.Caesar's identity was special, and he naturally knew what this meant. To some extent, the permanent marking was actually restraining the omega, but Caesar made the same promise to her.He shared blood and life with her.The nightingale that grew up in the dark eventually perched on a large tree.The tree provided its sap for her nourishment.......After Lola successfully enrolled in school, Caesar's mood did not improve.For some reasons, Emilia was ahead of Lola in grade, so she couldn't take care of Lola all the time. And Lola's physique was such that it was best not to bleed...Unfortunately, the school Lola attended was a mixed one. Although she chose politics as her major, there were many alphas who would go to the battlefield in the future.The school had strict security, but privately, Caesar would still send Salleri 's guard
Emilia took two minutes to understand the meaning in Angus' words. When realization dawned, she pressed her hand, covered in wolf fur, to Angus' face."You're dreaming," Emilia said. "I won't let you permanently mark me! You filthy creature."The young miss felt her dignity was severely challenged - she would rather have the wolf pack get used to her scent...she would rather reluctantly pet these frenzied carnivores than be permanently marked by him.For an omega, that meant eternal commitment.Angus sighed, "Very well then."He lowered his eyes slightly. In his field of vision, Emilia was still angrily touching the wolf pack, her hair and chest heaving with agitated breaths. Emilia didn't like the beastly smells on her. She asked Angus, "Is there another way?"She said, "Anything except a permanent mark...I'll do."Angus looked conflicted. "Yes, miss. But that may still offend you.""Nothing's more offensiv
For Emilia, what happened after wakening was like an uncontrolled, bittersweet nightmare.The source of the nightmare was Angus, kneeling on one knee at her feet, wiping her feet with a soft cloth.The liquid on her feet had been carefully wiped clean by Angus. The room was filled with the scent of roasted coffee beans. Emilia clenched her hands tightly on the silk sheets, staring at Angus. He was still alive.Not just alive, he was well and present before her as an enemy, silently bent over and wiping, just like before.The difference was Emilia. She raised her foot slightly, trying to kick Angus's shoulder, but the pain made her gasp and ask him, "How dare you?"How dare you deceive me? You pledged loyalty to me.I thought you were dead. I sent many people out to find you. I wanted to avenge you.Angus lifted his face, gripping Emilia's foot, looking straight into her eyes. He said nothing. After a moment, he leaned to the side and lightly kissed the top of Emilia's foot.Enraged, E
The confessional was dark and damp, and there seemed to be a faint gloomy scent floating in the air. The choir's prayers were fading away in the distance, and the temperature had not yet receded. Emilia let down her skirt to cover her sweat.Emilia asked, "Do you know what you are doing?"Emilia had her back to Angus, and she could only see Angus's face in the dim shadow of the pillar. He lowered his eyes slowly, "I know that I cannot walk with you in the light, but you cannot take away my right to love you."Emilia turned around, holding the silk handkerchief that she had used to wipe her sweat. She was somewhat annoyed, "Angus!"Angus did not dodge or avoid. He met her gaze. Emilia raised her hand, and gritted her teeth, "You still have one more chance to correct yourself."Angus said, "I promise my loyalty and love to you. If you think loving you needs to be punished, I have no complaints."Emilia was so upset by his words that she wanted to slap him, but her hand hesitated in the
Emilia noticed Angus' covert actions for the second time at the cusp of spring and summer.For a long stretch of time, Emilia and Angus maintained this secret relationship, hidden from others.As the relationship with the Asti people became increasingly strained and terror attacks were intermittent, the Duke of Salleri was increasingly busy and rarely at home. The daily routine of Lady Salleri was composed of eating, sleeping, reading, and urging Caesar — she hoped that Caesar would return soon and find a suitable omega.In comparison, the Salleri clan placed more emphasis on familial relations.No one paid particular attention to Emilia, nor would they believe that Emilia would have any relations with an Asti person.On horseback, in a small cabin, amid forest flowers, Emilia savored the joy of secret rendezvous with her lover — she wanted to refer to him as a lover, a term that seemed too intimate, but she couldn't find any other word that suited him better.In the past six months,
Winter came, particularly early this year.Angus didn't have much feeling for winter. In the Asti isolation zone, there was no equipped heating system. The lowest temperature was not more than minus ten degrees, and most people could keep warm by relying on fireplaces or self-installed heating pipes.Further north, when the temperature drops to minus twenty or even thirty degrees, the harsh weather and snow become extremely lethal.Every year when the snow melts, many elderly people pass away.And Emilia likes snow. The ancestors of the Salleri estate originally lived in the far and cold north, close to the Arctic. The cold gave them high cheekbones, a more three-dimensional appearance, skin as pure as snow, and hair as silver as moonlight.Once, the Salleri family was called the King in the Snow. Later, as time went by, the nickname changed, becoming the Grim Reaper in the Ice and Snow, the Devil.The entire family has the trait of pride, and Emilia is no exception. They also have an
Emilia was not sure if Angus dared to continue to deceive her.After all, in Emilia's memory, Angus had never lied to her, except for the exception just now, but Emilia couldn't rule out that it was her own stubbornness that caused it.Emilia slowly gathered a breath in her chest, she stared at Angus's face, hesitated for a few minutes, and then Angus leaned in.He seemed to no longer intend to persuade her with words, it was still a war of tongues, but it was no longer about language and argument but about flexible and exquisite skills.Emilia grabbed Angus's hair hard, she warned him: "This is your last chance, if you can't satisfy me, I will kill you."She emphasized the word 'kill'.There's no way, alpha and omega are naturally endowed with certain differences in body size and strength, and Angus's fighting skills are indeed more proficient than Emilia's. Excluding the master-servant relationship, if they really had to fight, Emilia was no match for Angus.But Emilia can suppress
Angus had little memory of his foster parents; they were a couple as ordinary as they come, living in the isolation zone like all other Asti people, cut off from the outside world. Most Asti people lived this way, many never left the isolation zone until their death. In dark, cramped houses, with narrow spaces between buildings that barely let sunlight in, roaches, ants, and rats were frequent visitors. The area's basic sanitary conditions were poor and neglected, relying on conscientious people to organize free volunteer groups. Whenever a flu outbreak occurred, it was devastating. Every autumn and winter, people died from the flu. It seemed as if the world's suffering enjoyed preying on the poor. The "medicine" and food in the isolation zone had to be transported from the outside, but those in charge of the isolation zone didn't take the needs of these pitiful people to heart. Even the people caring for livestock on the farms were more diligent than these officials. The "medicine"