I Won't Treat This Patient

I Won't Treat This Patient

Chapter 56 - The Imperial Marshal's Little Slave 53

Even as the Marshal's closest adjutant, Mosi had rarely seen the Marshal's spiritual body.

In his impression, the Marshal had always been indifferent, unlike ordinary people. His spiritual body was also very ruthless, rarely appearing on normal days. Only on the battlefield in the heat of fierce combat would that huge black dragon appear in the vacuum of space. Its cold beast eyes would sweep over those dark alien beasts, and a swipe of its thick tail covered in extremely sharp bone spikes would often represent the death of a dozen alien beasts.

While feeling reverence for the Marshal's spiritual body, Mosi also inevitably felt some fear.

That spiritual body was simply too powerful and too indifferent. Even as a subordinate, he didn't have the courage to look directly at it. He was thankful countless times that the enemies were the alien beasts and not them.

But now--

What did he see?

Not only did their Marshal's spiritual body appear during non-combat times, it was also sitting on the ground without any airs, encircling a slightly frail-looking youth.

It wasn't the kind of encircling used to capture enemies, but rather placing its tail in front, lowering its head, and carefully spreading its bony wings to protect on both sides.

It was like the feeling of holding the most cherished treasure in its mouth.

...It looked exactly the same as when their dog was holding a bone, Mosi couldn't help but think.

However, he dismissed this terrible association the next second. How could he be so disrespectful to the Marshal?

If the Marshal found out, he might be done for...

In any case, the Marshal's spiritual body now looked like it had none of the ferocity from before.

No, that's not right--

There was still a little bit.

For example, when looking at him, the cold light flashing in those beast eyes was unmistakable.

Mosi: "..." He seemed to smell the scent of being treated differently.

Hearing the sound of him entering, the youth encircled by the Marshal's spiritual body raised his head and looked at him curiously.

The youth's appearance could not be said to be stunning, but it was very pleasant to look at. His refined features were arranged just right, making it impossible to find any flaws.

His eyes and hair were the same rare black color, shining with a clear and translucent luster, as clean as a water-washed gem.

Black hair and black eyes...

Mosi almost instantly realized what these characteristics represented. He was also of noble birth. Although he didn't have that kind of taste, one of his cousins especially loved black-haired and black-eyed slaves, and even was even subjected to quite a few ridiculous jokes because of it.

No matter what, he never would have thought that their Marshal, who almost treated work as his lover, would one day also keep such a slave by his side, and even bring the person onto the starship, looking ready to keep him by his side at any time.

Perhaps he stared at the person for too long, as the dragon embracing the slave let out a low threatening sound at him, its vertical slit-like pupils also showing signs of rounding.

This was a sign of a beast's anger.

Realizing this, Mosi's heart tightened and he couldn't help but take a step back.

The next second, a cold voice came: "Mosi, don't waste time."

"Sorry!" Mosi reflexively responded and carefully made his way to the control panel along the path farthest from the dragon.

In the process of checking the information, he hesitated several times, wanting to ask about the black-haired slave, but every time his gaze met the Marshal's indifferent face, the courage he had mustered up scattered like a popped balloon.

In the end, he still left the control room with a belly full of questions.

After the control room door closed with a snap, Mosi stood in front of the door in a daze for a long time.

He pondered for a while before realizing in hindsight that the Marshal's attitude towards that black-haired slave seemed to be a bit too much.

Most nobles, no matter how much they loved a slave, simply regarded them as a plaything, like his cousin. Although he spent money on slaves without hesitation, he also abandoned them without batting an eye.

And their Marshal was obviously not like that.

As the gathering and projection of a person's spiritual power in higher-dimensional space, the spiritual body was the most honest. A person could hide their emotions, but it was difficult to put on a mask for their spiritual body.

The state of their Marshal's spiritual body clearly treated the other party as a very special existence.

So special that just by looking at him a few more times, he received a merciless threat. One could imagine how terrifyingly possessive the Marshal was of that little slave.

And obviously, this possessiveness was not the rough kind, but a careful caging to avoid hurting the other party, even carefully retracting the bone spikes on its tail, as if afraid of hurting the black-haired slave even a little.

This was no joke.

You should know that even when facing a lover, many people's spiritual bodies would not be so considerate of the other party to this extent.

Not to mention their Marshal, who looked like he didn't even know how to spell the word "considerate".

So their Marshal... was this love?

Although it seemed inappropriate to use this word to describe the relationship between a master and a slave, the first word that popped into Mosi's mind was this one.

As an outstanding unmarried youth who also had no love experience, every time Mosi thought about how he still didn't have a boyfriend or girlfriend, he would bring up the Marshal to comfort himself:

Even someone as amazing as their Marshal had never been in a relationship until now, it must be because military work was too busy!

As long as they finished being busy, there would always be a partner.

Not only him, as far as he knew, at least seven or eight out of ten of his single comrade-in-arms comforted themselves in this way.

But now, this reason used for self-comfort seemed to have quietly shattered...

Mosi was in a daze for a long time, until a puzzled comrade-in-arms patted his shoulder and asked if he was unwell. He then waved his hand and left this place that had shattered his dreams with mixed feelings.

......

In the main control room, after Mosi's figure disappeared, Su Duan curiously asked Audrose, "Was that your subordinate?"

Although that person had looked at him with a strange gaze for quite a while, he didn't sense any malice from him.

Audrose nodded, "His name is Mosi, he is one of my adjutants. If you encounter any unexpected situations, you can trust him."

After saying that, he tapped a few times on his personal terminal, sending some instructions to his trustworthy deputy to ensure that the little slave would receive the most comprehensive care while he was away.

As for what mood the other party would be in after receiving these instructions, that was not within his consideration.

......

At six o'clock sharp, the starship started on time and slowly pulled away from the gravity field of the capital star.

After checking that the system was error-free, Audrose set the automatic navigation route and then went to accompany his little slave.

Since Su Duan showed an irrepressible curiosity about the instruments in the main control room, Audrose simply took him to recognize them one by one.

"This is the steady-state telemetry console, responsible for monitoring the temperature and reaction wavelength of the ship's surface..."

"This is the super balance machine, once the central ball tilts..."

At first, Su Duan listened with great interest, but when he found that nine out of ten words spoken by Audrose were beyond his comprehension, his eyes gradually became dazed.

Seeing his helpless look, a hint of imperceptible smile flashed in Audrose's eyes. He continued as if nothing had happened and introduced them one by one.

Finally, he brought the little slave, who already looked quite dizzy, to the main screen and introduced, "This is the main screen, which can control the instruments for all operations and observe the universe outside the starship in 3D."

"...Like this."

With that, he adjusted a few parameters, and the complex data on the screen disappeared in an instant. A faint light was projected, and countless twinkling lights stayed in mid-air, turning into stars of various colors, forming a completely upright starry sky map that occupied half of the main control room.

Caught off guard, Su Duan was enveloped in this three-dimensional starry sky map.

At first, he was a little dazed, then his eyes slowly lit up. "...It's so beautiful."

It was as if he was in the universe.

He curiously reached out to touch the stars of various colors projected beside him. As he touched them, some information would pop up next to these stars.

Su Duan looked around with great interest, and his gaze finally settled on a light green star in the corner.

The stars around it were all clustered together in groups, only that one star stayed in the corner, far away from the other stars, looking very lonely.

Su Duan reached out and tapped on it, and a short introduction popped up.

[Reunion, located in the DK star system S22 area, it is a star. Every thirty years, another beautiful planet orbiting along a fixed orbit passes by it. That is the only planet it can encounter in its long life, also known as its companion star, so the discoverer named it "Reunion", meaning a long-awaited reunion.]

Su Duan slowly finished reading this paragraph of introduction and thought, if they could still meet, it wouldn't be particularly lonely.

As long as you wait, you will meet again.

Audrose whispered in his ear, "This planet has a very good environment and is also very suitable for human habitation. There are also many flowers blooming, all varieties that are not found on the capital star. How about I take you there to play the next time I have a vacation?"

During the break from work, he specially took the time to look up the strategy for pursuing someone. After meticulous planning, he specifically turned on the map's tourism mode, just to make this romantic invitation in a reasonable way.

However, the little slave did not answer him immediately.

Audrose looked down and saw that the little slave was looking up slightly at the green star, his expression becoming a bit serious.


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