Him and their stars.

Chapter 2191 Can you two be any more outrageous?
Jaeger Sobek slumped into his chair, staring with lingering fear at the gravitational ripples disappearing into the distance. He looked utterly exhausted, like a surviving herbivore that had spent hours hopping around, exhausting all its strength, to finally outlast its predator.

"They're finally gone. Phew, I thought they were going to die!"

He was well aware of the power of that Enlightened One warship. Putting everything else aside, how long could his own Yutu withstand being hit by that terrifying arc cannon?
Yes, our fleet might be able to overwhelm the Earthlings with sheer numbers, but how many people would die? And who can guarantee that we wouldn't be among them?
It's good that you're gone! We finally managed to join forces to fight the enemy and rid the universe of a great scourge, so why did we have to do this? We're all trying our best to live!
Miss Sellu glanced at her superior and agreed, "Indeed, if the Earth fleet were to launch an attack at this time, it would greatly affect our disaster relief efforts, and civilian casualties would be difficult to control. The Earthlings have chosen the most righteous course of action, which is admirable."

Sobek was speechless for a moment. He was genuinely relieved that he had escaped unscathed.

Captain Pegsey glanced at the Viscountess in amazement, never expecting to find a way to cover it up, but upon closer inspection, he found it to be completely flawless.

He reported, "The workboat Blacksmith 8 has arrived in the most damaged city, Boulder City, and is working to repair the dome and main shaft. Yes, the basic repairs are complete, and it should last at least six hours. That should be enough to evacuate all the citizens. In addition, three hospital ships are on standby nearby, and the transfer of the seriously injured has already begun."

Sobek breathed a sigh of relief and added, "What about Central? I need the twenty nearest space cities, which can prepare at least 50,000 beds."

“Thirty thousand tickets are already available. Sir Trega, the mayor of Whitewater, said that it’s simply impossible to add any more,” Miss Sellu replied.

Just as she was about to say a few words of persuasion, Sobek nodded menacingly: "Very well, then tell Brigadier General Hatcher that if they don't cooperate, they can take over all the hospitals and drug warehouses under the pretext of the Emergency Law. Anyone who disobeys can be executed on the spot, and I'll take responsibility if anything goes wrong!"

Sobek was, after all, a seasoned and experienced general. As long as he wasn't fighting against the Enlightened Ones or dragons, he still had the courage and determination to confront the foolish bureaucrats.

Miss Sellu added, "By the way, the Earth fleet just sent a message from the other side. It was a farewell, and at the same time, it praised you as a model of virtuous knight, a knight of the people."

Sobek felt rather ashamed. He was now certain that the person opposite him was flattering him to death, but the emotional value was undeniable, and he still felt a little smug, proud, and grateful.

"Should we respond?" Sellu asked with a smile. "Also, the wide-area signal was probably received by all the Space City locations in the capital with intact communication equipment."

"So you're still trying to harm me!" Sobek suppressed all gratitude and asked expressionlessly, "This... never mind, nothing would be appropriate. What about the Hand of Glory? Have those monsters and swarms retreated?"

The Viscountess reported, "We just spotted a large flying object traveling near the fortress. It must be one of the swarm's warships. However, despite the optical imaging indicating it's at least a battlecruiser-class large flying object, its mass response is quite weak."

At this point, she looked at her distant cousin who was drinking tea.

Hermisa, the Great Star Official, put down her teacup and explained expressionlessly, "These flying objects are somewhere between biological and mechanical, and are mostly composed of carbon. Current detection technologies that rely primarily on gravity and heat radiation are unlikely to be able to detect and locate them. The best approach at present is still mystical methods."

"I see……"

“Excellent psionic detectors and navigators are rare, and star scouts seldom accompany ships. To counter this, we need to develop new types of military radar.” The star scout added, “You should make this suggestion to His Highness King Suruka.”

Miss Sellu agreed: "I second that, and it should be done as soon as possible. It's your duty."

“In addition, you should also suggest that His Highness appoint the Chief Astrologer as soon as possible,” Hermisa added.

“Yes, it should be… wait, what do you want to do?” Miss Sellu exclaimed. “Also, what happened to High Priest Norddos? I didn’t sense his demise!”

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, His Majesty Norddos will no longer be the chief of the Star Seer's Pavilion. Besides, let you all know that I'm actually very eager to improve. Although I'm only at the sixth ring, I'm still young and have a lot of potential for growth." Although her expression was blank and her voice was unwavering, she exuded a strong sense of authority: "Moreover, the Star Seer is one of us, which will help everyone's future. Commander Sobek, a new era has arrived, and your future is bright. You are destined to be a high-ranking official, so be prepared. You need to have powerful backers in court."

Miss Sellu had to agree: "Indeed, we need to prepare early... Wait, what happened to His Majesty Norddos? The replacement of the Star Chief is a big deal! Bigger than the replacement of the Privy Council!"

"It's not important, it'll all be minor details soon." Hermisa waved her hand. "His Highness is taking a different path, promoting representatives from the lower ranks. And you, Jaeger, are the best candidate. Of course, before everything settles down, there will still be repercussions, so everyone needs to be cautious."

"Aftershocks?" Captain Pegsey asked instinctively.

"The election meeting hasn't started yet, so it's not certain that His Highness Prince Su will be able to ascend to the throne smoothly," the Viscountess said with a stern face.

"Politicians are all corrupt after all," the captain mused. "So, should we do something in advance to increase His Highness Prince Su's chances of ascending to the throne?"

Hermisa smiled without any emotion: "Captain, I thought you, an anti-establishment figure who has read too many forbidden books, would regard all candidates for the throne as enemies."

"That just shows you've read your fair share of banned books." The captain forced a wry smile: "The Tyreiro people still need an emperor. While I enjoy reading, I'm also very pragmatic."

"Hehe~~~~ Nobody in politics is clean, and you're the dirtiest one." Viscount Sellu let out a hearty laugh.

In short, this topic was far too sensitive, making Sobek quite uneasy. After all, he hadn't yet evolved to the point where he could discuss such topics casually.

He abruptly changed the subject: "Let the Marines from the Ice Bee and Storm board the Hand of Glory and help the defenders restore order to the fortress."

He spent another three minutes arranging for the main warships to participate in the rescue efforts before somewhat awkwardly inquiring about the situation with His Highness King Suliuka. He wondered if he should go and pay his respects.

After all, given the feudal remnants of the dual monarchy within the Galactic Empire, King Suryuka was essentially his own lord, and as an adult, he should be treated with basic respect.

“And what about His Highness?” Sobaek asked.

"We are currently at the Universal Paradise," Hermisa Star reported to the official.

Sobek considered many possibilities, but this was the only one he didn't have, leaving him speechless for a moment.

Miss Stargazer added, "Moreover, they're currently engaged in a fierce battle with that person. The Star Knights were also summoned to provide support. However, it's probably difficult for them to get involved in such a high-level battle."

This silence lasted a little longer before Sobek finally managed a stiff, awkward smile, a mixture of distress and understanding: "In short, restoring order to the capital should be our priority. We must believe that everything is under His Highness's control. No matter how the future may change, doing the right thing first is never wrong."

Meanwhile, beneath the dome of Universal Paradise, the battle between psionicists continued.

The sharp, spear-like starlight in the dragon's eyes remained firmly fixed on the battle scene beneath the dome. However, Ancaragan's massive body trembled slightly in the starry sky, and the flowing rainbow light dimmed a little.

Even for such an ancient star dragon, restarting the celestial protective array as the host and summoning hundreds of dragon-riding interstellar knights to the scene was a considerable burden.

His mission is complete.

Hundreds of enormous figures, accompanied by powerful spiritual energy fluctuations, approached Universal Paradise from all directions like meteors.

Like divine warriors descending from the heavens in mythology, they formed an impenetrable encirclement above the park, their heraldic machines and dragon scales shining brightly, illuminating the dark starry sky beyond the dome.

What appeared before the knights was the plaza outside the gates of Universal Paradise.

It should have been a huge space paved with colorful and gorgeous floor tiles, surrounded by lush gardens and dazzling lights, forming a dreamlike fairy tale world.

But now, this place is just a devastated battlefield.

The floor, inlaid with the heads of various cartoon characters, was torn apart by some enormous force, and charred marks spread everywhere. The air was filled with the unique ozone smell and faint bloody odor of high-energy plasma colliding with psionic energy.

Several decorative columns supporting the dome snapped in half, and the holographic projection equipment emitted tiny sparks.

At the heart of this chaos, two figures confront each other.

No, that wasn't a standoff, but a deathmatch. They were less than three meters apart, but the powerful force fields released by their psionic energy had already intertwined, forming an indescribable domain. This domain obscured the knights' senses and vision, allowing them to see only the blurry outlines of the two figures.

“That’s the Demon… uh, that one, and His Highness Brunhilde,” Duke Galebian said to Giafil. Even with her seventh-circle perfect spiritual sense, this was the only certainty she could reach.

Giafil clutched the Lion King's battle flag tightly, remaining silent with an unpredictable expression.

“The psychic entanglement between His Highness and that other has created an absolute barrier, making it very difficult for us to get close. A rash attack might only place an additional burden on His Highness, with potentially disastrous consequences,” an older knight reported.

In short, to put it simply, King Su and the Demon Dragon are currently exchanging energy after a fierce battle. Their energies have reached a certain relative balance, and any external force that intervenes would break this balance, causing the two at the energy core to be the first to suffer the backlash.

In such a turbulent time, Prince Su was the only pillar of support, and no one could bear the consequences of her being severely injured.

Giafil observed this scene, desperately trying to force an anxious expression onto her face. For a paragon of integrity and humility like herself, this was indeed too much to ask. Her attempts to appear anxious only made her features look stiff.

Anyway, you can't see your face while wearing a helmet in a vacuum, so it doesn't really matter.

Perhaps apart from her, none of the Star Knights and dragons present knew that, while the two were maintaining the collision and entanglement of psionic energy during the emergency standoff, they did not forget to continue their verbal sparring.

"So, you didn't hesitate at all when you made your move! Did a demigod need to be so ruthless against a seventh-ring opponent like me?"

"You, a perfectly healthy person, showed no mercy to me, who was severely injured and bleeding!"

"I'm not completely unharmed. My dear, I just went through a tough battle. It's just that I have many reliable teammates and plenty of Noble Phantasms and potions on me, so I'm in slightly better condition. I can't let my guard down when facing you, Lian Qing."

“Breen, back when we were upgrading our rings together, you had already proven who you were.”

"Yes, Lian Qing, you know I love you. So, you also know that we can only choose to cooperate and talk about personal feelings again when we are sure that neither of us can do anything to the other and that continuing to fight would be counterproductive."

"That's why I did what you wanted and whipped you. Who knew you'd fight back? This kind of play will corrupt children; I still get goosebumps just thinking about it. My mind has been polluted!"

"Come on. You clearly enjoyed it! You obviously loved this kind of thing back then. Just because it was a psionic dream, does that mean it never happened?"

"No! I assure the spirit of the universe and all the working people of the universe, absolutely not!"

"But you know I didn't lie. Hehe, Lian Qing, I've said it before, I disdain lying, especially not to you."

"...Yes, I can sense it. You also promised to tell only part of the truth, but not to lie. So, what's going on here?"

"Yes, what happened? Hmm? Oh, I knew it."

"Hahaha, that confirms it. Our virtual timeline, after entering a certain stage, naturally diverged onto different paths and thus reached different endpoints."

"Then what was all this paranoia I've had for the rest of my life? Like a fool. Looking back now, I realize I was just being cynical. Lian Qing, I really am the one who wronged you."

"That's not the point, anyway, I didn't feel anything. Even if your timeline were to tear me to pieces and torture me to death, you'd be the one who'd be heartbroken, it wouldn't affect me at all... Wait, look at that expression of yours, could it be that you actually did it?"

"No, not at all. You rebelled. I mobilized a large army to suppress you, and you were defeated and committed suicide."

"How could I be so sentimental? Someone like me would fight to the death even if we were defeated, right? I wouldn't fight to the last man and then commit suicide, would I?"

"Actually, that's what I think too. So it must be that after you hurt me, you felt so guilty that you committed suicide. That would make sense."

"Pfft, how is that possible?"

"Even if you can't do it, you don't have to say it. Aren't you even providing basic emotional support? By the way, what's it like on your end? I'm curious."

“You passed away before me, but before that, we had a baby boy. Overall, my son and daughter are very filial.”

"How wonderful! The country must be in a golden age, right?"

"Those are all scraps now. However, when I was old and frail, my grandson rebelled against me."

"Hey! That last sentence is redundant. This is a dream. It can't happen in reality."

"So you're admitting you only like that part, huh? But that's not the point. The point is, aren't the changes in our virtual timeline just wishful thinking? Doesn't that mean your own mindset is like this?"

"That's not true. I have a very healthy mindset."

"Is there any other reason?"

"The Book of Kings is a mystical artifact with unfathomable power. Who knows what other strange abilities it might possess?"

"Alright, all the witnesses are here. Now, what's next?"

"We should both pull back at the same time to ensure the best results."

"That's true. However, the first thing is to have absolute trust in the other party."

"Heh~~ Lian Qing, we've been married for so long, who doesn't know who? In terms of class, we are enemies. I am also the enemy that your lofty and crazy ideals need to be realized. However, we will not ambush each other."

Through the viscous force field barrier formed by psychic energy, they could both see the smiles on each other's faces. They stared directly at each other and withdrew their psychic energy almost simultaneously.

They both took a step back at the same time, staggering and trembling, as if they had been knocked away by a huge, invisible force.

Then, Brunhilde extended his hand to Yu Lian first, and shouted in front of all the Star Knights, "Oh dear, I lost!"

She collapsed on the spot, as if she were truly exhausted and out of her mind. Despite being the most powerful elector of emperors in the current era and the strongest member of the royal family, she lay there looking pitifully thin and frail.

Yu Lian, however, staggered to the Queen's side, barely managing to stand and adopt the posture of the ultimate victor. Then, with a slight stiffness, he bent down and picked up his almost immobile opponent.

This is, of course, a standard princess carry.

Brunhilde nestled naturally in his arms, thoroughly enjoying the sensation.

"I have won! This is the final result of the battle for glory. Even in the capital, the God of War, Sur, protects me," Yu Lian said.

“Yes, you have won this battle for honor. As the loser, I should keep my promise,” Brunhilde said.

Could you two be any more outrageous? Giafil thought.