Ark pigeon mode, activated!

In the personal dormitory, Theresa held Camilla in her arms, gently stroking his platinum hair, and whispered.

"Doctor, I don't think I've ever heard you talk about your past or your ideals. You've been busy traveling with us like this. I want to know more about you. Is there anything you can share?"

They just got along naturally and ended up together... Well, Theresa was attracted by Camilla's beauty and couldn't control herself.

To trace the source, we may have to start from the charming purple among the four miracle lights that he once devoured. Even if what is here is just the stripped rationality, a little remnant, he still contains that incredible essence, and it is difficult for anyone to resist his charm.

"...Yes, but they're all very boring. I used to be just a scientific researcher. Do you want to hear about the technological principles that are far ahead of our time?"

Camilla replied calmly.

He knew that he had a longer past, but those things could not be recalled and naturally could not be described.

He has never taken memories seriously and has never thought about recovering them.

"Well, I'm sure you won't understand that. I was just wondering, even though we've been together for several months, there seems to be a barrier between you and everyone on Rhodes Island. Is there some past that's hard to let go that's been bothering you?"

Or maybe... you are just cold by nature.

Theresa gently nuzzled his soft cheek, sighing silently inwardly.

The black crown gave her the ability to feel other people's emotions. She could even read other people's memories and interfere with them.

Therefore, she could sense that Camilla had always been calm and not affected by anything.

He never considered himself as one of them. He just put his heart in a transparent glass bottle, sealed it carefully, and watched everything in the outside world coldly.

This state of living is almost numb, like a machine or a walking corpse.

What can she do to change him?

Camilla was silent for a long time before slowly replying.

"Perhaps, I've just grown up too much, and my perception of the world is already different from yours."

They are both mortal bodies, but the wills they carry are on completely different levels.

He simply retracted his sharp fangs and claws, curled up in this small world to rest, completely different from those who were struggling to survive on this earth.

"My uniqueness isn't worth noting. Those things that shaped me but have been forgotten by me aren't worth discussing. Theresa, has Kal'tsit ever described the earth we live on? And there's the more distant starry sky, the wonders and romance that have existed since the birth of the universe. Come and listen to what I've seen. It's closer to the true nature of things than any observation made by any sophisticated instrument or any measurement made by any physical formula..."

He pinched Theresa's slender fingers, feeling the delicate touch, the pulsation spreading from her heart to her fingertips, while recounting the picture of the starry sky.

The earth today is called Terra, and almost no one remembers that it was once called Kazdel. The star pod layer thousands of meters high in the sky hides Terra, distorting the light coming from the depths of the starry sky, allowing Terra to rest in peace.

But because of this, people cannot even see the full picture of the earth beneath their feet. They have never heard of planets or worlds, and only use the word "earth" to refer to everything they touch.

Everything Camilla said was almost a romantic starry sky fantasy for Theresa, and it had reached the edge of her imagination.

Fortunately, she could still see some fragments emerging in Camilla's mind and a corner of the colorful starry sky.

The boundless expanse of everything was truly a source of longing for these trapped beasts...

……

Early in the morning, just as the sky was getting light, Camilla, who had not slept all night, got up, trying not to disturb Theresa who was sleeping soundly. She casually put on a piece of clothing, opened the dormitory door, and walked outside.

As expected, there was a figure leaning against the wall by the door, dozing with his eyes closed.

She had two black and purple horns that curved backward like blades, a fleshy tail with a heart-shaped tumor at the end, and was dressed like an assassin. Her fiery red hair was hidden under her hood, with only a few strands hanging down. At first glance, she looked like a cold and powerful Sarkaz. Camilla knew her name, Askalon.

She is Theresa's most loyal guard, responsible for security, assassinations, interrogation of prisoners and other matters. She used to be very wary of him.

She also frequently went out on missions to gather intelligence and eliminate targets that hindered them, and during this time she even won the Office Shadow Stepping Contest.

Even though he was so busy, he still came to squat in the corner outside his dormitory. Camilla could only sigh that the Sarkaz people were so strong that they didn't die suddenly.

Askalon opened his eyes and looked at him, his gaze as sharp as a knife, but he said nothing.

The matter between Camilla and Theresa was not suitable to be made public. She only made sure that it would not be known to too many people. As for other things, she had no control over them, and no one on this ship could control Theresa.

After a short silence, Camilla spoke first to break the silence.

"She's been under a lot of pressure lately. Although the situation has improved, it's still difficult for her to fight against Tracy with her current strength."

"...Her Highness has her own considerations. You don't need to explain anything to me."

Askalon replied.

……

Chapter 477: Blade Master Tower Remains Indifferent...

Camilla felt that Ascalon was probably a straight woman and could not sense any embarrassment in his words.

He wanted to ask her what she thought of attending the class and whether she was excited, but it was too frivolous for him to bring up such a topic. He was a more direct person.

and so……

"Would you like to try it on?"

The lights in the corridor were on at intervals. In the dim passage, his eyes reflected an inexplicable light, and his soft voice was strangely tempting. Just hearing it made people feel as if their bodies were electrified, and some instinct that was bound by moral ethics wanted to break free.

Camilla is only this pretty now.

Askalon tilted his head to look at him, his cold and elegant face remaining as indifferent as ever, revealing no emotion.

Her pointed ears moved slightly, as if confirming something.

Then she whispered.

"I think complicated emotions will hinder our careers."

"I think it's okay to be emotionless."

Camilla replied softly.

He does not pursue love because his heart as hard as stone is too hard to shake, but he also hopes that Theresa and others can bind him with love.

Recently, he occasionally felt that some kind of supreme sublimation was about to be completed.

He may not have to wait for a billion years. Perhaps tomorrow will bring an unknown upheaval.

So, before all that happened, he wanted to have a little grasp of things, like a kite about to fly, and find the string to hold it.

He slowly approached Askalon, so slowly that the other party could easily avoid him, but Askalon just stood there, looking at him coldly.

It wasn't until he stood on tiptoe and tried to kiss her that she suddenly reached out and pinched his cheek, easily stopping him.

Chimera may be a bit aggressive, but its attack power is about zero.

"Doctor, please don't give me extra work."

She said it in a cold voice, still without any emotion.

However, someone as observant as Camilla could easily notice that she was still listening to the noises in the dormitory.

In terms of pure strength, Theresa should be the strongest in the Tower of Babel. Her five senses are naturally extremely sharp. Even if Theresa is sleeping soundly, she may be able to detect the movement outside the door.

And, was she really asleep?

Camilla wasn't sure.

"Theresa is pretending to be asleep~"

He said in a slightly slurred voice.

After saying this, Ascalon's eyes showed some fluctuation.

After a brief silence, she said.

"No matter what, Your Highness, I believe we need to maintain an appropriate distance. I have other work to do, so I will not stay here."

After a pause, she suddenly lowered her head and pressed her tightly pursed lips against his.

"That's it..."

She turned and walked away quickly.

Camilla raised her hand and sniffed the remaining scent on her fingertips, then watched her figure disappear at the end of the passage with a calm look.

His hands are not very honest.

After thinking for a while, he opened the dormitory door and went in again.

Theresa still maintained the same sleeping posture as before he left, her dignified appearance was quiet and gentle, as if emitting some kind of shining brilliance.

Camilla lay back down beside her, pressed close to her chest, and listened to her heartbeat.

Even across a full and soft place, it remains steady and powerful.

Suddenly, Theresa put her arms around him and hugged him tighter.

I didn’t fall asleep after all…

Or perhaps the noise of him getting up earlier woke her up.

After a long silence, Theresa whispered.

"This kind of cheating behavior didn't make you feel excited enough..."

"I just followed my body's instincts and kissed and touched her wantonly..."

Camilla responded calmly.

Love and desire have always been inseparable concepts, but one could only find the desires of the mortal flesh in him.

Those excitements can turn into pure happiness, but they cannot be transformed into something more valuable.

Camilla recalled every detail of waking up from the sarcophagus, and couldn't help but feel a little surprised. Was he simply calm, or was he resisting all this deep in his heart?

Some kind of injury has closed off some of his emotional channels?

Unable to confirm and with no intention of pursuing, he felt good now, and that was enough.

After thinking about it, Camilla added.

"Except for a certain blood demon lady in the medical department, the figures of Sarkaz women all seem to be in great shape."

She has a curvy figure and a charming look that makes people love her.

"Doctor, do you mean to expand the hunting range?"

Theresa asked with a hint of displeasure.

"If you can reduce my workload, maybe you can consider it."

Of course, it is more likely that Camilla would consider returning to lie dead in the sarcophagus.

However, Kal'tsit also knew this possibility. She dug out the sarcophagus, but no one knew where she placed it.

Camilla didn't force it and let her do whatever she wanted.

……

As time passed, Camilla gradually became involved in more strategic arrangements of the Tower of Babel and took over more detailed tactical command work.

He is like an extremely sophisticated computer. He only needs to input data and he can immediately calculate all changes and then make corresponding deployments. This is something that all military commanders of this era cannot achieve.

With good news coming one after another, the situation in Kazdel seems to be improving.

Kal'tsit and Theresa would occasionally leave the Rhodes Island lander to carry out some secret missions, but Camilla never left Rhodes Island because of her own fragility.

One day, they came back with a little Carters girl who looked a little bedraggled.

The Tower of Babel will also take in some people who have been made homeless by the war. Most of them will try to be arranged to live in places that are not currently affected by the war. A small number of people with strong desires will join the Tower of Babel and become a force fighting alongside them.

But this time, Camilla noticed something different.

Theresa looked at the little girl from Carters with joy in her eyes. Her deep and warm concern, as well as Kal'tsit's subtle attitude, made Camilla understand that Theresa had found her heir.

A Carterus who could bear the dark crown.

So, besides his busy work of Originium research, personnel arrangements and tactical command, he paid a little more attention to her and taught her some things that might be useful.

The little girl is named Amiya, a little rabbit picked up by Theresa from the troubled area of ​​​​Rem Billiton. She is usually well-behaved, sensible, and studious. Like a rough stone that has been polished, she gradually reveals her potential to be a leader.

However, the upward trend of the Tower of Babel was eventually interrupted by a piece of news.

Among the ancient royal courts that remained silent, one faction decided to support Tresis and end the civil strife.

The injection of new forces has made the already tilted balance of power even more precarious.

After some consideration, Camilla adjusted some strategies and ordered his soldiers to fight more aggressively in order to temporarily reverse the decline.

As a price, the number of casualties has increased significantly.