220: The meaning of existence

"Sigh, for the sake of Kong Jiamu... Your Majesty is too biased, isn't he?"

"It's not like you only have the peacock's Children in your belly."

Lance paced unhappily in the small cabin.

"Doesn't he worry about your health? The spatial tremors from continuous jumps are so strong; I even fainted just now."

"...Sorry, Lance, for making you suffer."

"Psh! I'm just saying. James is so old and he's fine, surely I can't be worse off than him?"

During the recent jump, no one was alone in their cabins.

Those like Lance and Dr. James, who didn't seem to have strong constitutions, were even arranged to lie down in the medical room.

If anything went wrong, they were put on auxiliary respirators.

Only Tu Nan was kept by The Emperor's side, personally cared for by him.

"Have you not told Yi Xingye yet? Remember to tell him once the signal is stable."

Otherwise, that Male Beast would secretly charge exorbitant prices when helping Tu Nan find "goods."

"I told him, I told him. He's really such a nag, he wasn't this annoying before."

Tu Nan chuckled softly.

The more one cares, the more one worries, you fool.

Lance ran to the Capital City, the Imperial Palace, and then followed Your Majesty's flagship to the front lines.

Those were all places Yi Xingye couldn't reach.

It would be strange if he weren't anxious.

Tu Nan pulled Lance, hugged her waist, and pressed her face against that flat chest.

Lance's not-so-broad chest finally calmed her down.

"It was Your Majesty's request, but I also wanted to go," Tu Nan said.

"Your Majesty said he would find a way to awaken his consciousness. You know, just a few days ago, I had just told him the news about the Children."

Lance patted her back, feeling a bit helpless.

"Then... then shouldn't he be working hard to fly back? Why is he running around outside?"

"He's about to be a father and he's still so unstable; truly unreliable."

Lance never filtered her words.

"Mm, that's what I think too," Tu Nan agreed with her.

"I'll have Little Bird scold him!"

"Little Bird?"

"His son."

"Oh... then tell him to scold him hard."

After that emotional outburst, Tu Nan spent some time earnestly telling the Children in her belly that she needed to take them on a long journey.

It would be a bit tiring, and she told them they must say something if they felt uncomfortable.

Tu Nan instructed them seriously, saying that not speaking up wouldn't be helping Mommy, but causing trouble instead.

Little Fish agreed on behalf of Little Bird. The usually bouncy Little Bird had been very quiet along the way, saying he felt a bit sad but didn't know why.

Perhaps it was a mysterious father-son instinct.

Tu Nan didn't want to think too deeply about it.

Fortunately, The Emperor's Talent not only stabilized her condition, but the Children were also not uncomfortable.

During the intervals between the two jumps, she and Lance chatted back and forth in this small room.

Lance tried to keep her from being so heavy-hearted; her jumping train of thought had already reached her idol, His Majesty the Emperor.

"Did you see the 'Silver Armored Knight' up close?"

"How was it? Wasn't it super cool!"

Tu Nan was speechless.

"I can only say the armor was very bright and exquisite. As for whether they were cool or not, I couldn't even see a single strand of hair, so how do you expect me to say?"

"Sigh, cool... that's a feeling, it has nothing to do with the face."

Tu Nan shut her mouth, she couldn't feel it.

This made Lance anxious; she couldn't accept that her best friend had different tastes than her.

No, in most cases, Tu Nan's aesthetic was consistent with hers; the small part... she would educate her now.

"Let me help you understand!"

Lance thought carefully for a moment, then suddenly placed her hands on Tu Nan, her eyes shining brightly.

"Take Your Majesty, for example. Look, if Your Majesty stood there, you wouldn't even need to see his face to think he's cool."

"Oh, oh, oh, so just imagine, if it were Your Majesty wearing such a suit of silver armor."

"Ah~ just like that, from the darkness, one step, then another, walking towards you..."

She lowered her voice, as if describing a scene she was seeing.

"Then... he stands in front of you, draws his sword, and rests it on your shoulder."

"Does one need to see his face to feel his majesty and power?"

"Ahhhhh!"

This fangirl got herself all riled up, let go of Tu Nan, and started dancing around.

Tu Nan, however, followed her line of thought and imagined The Emperor wearing that suit of silver armor.

Indeed... very cool.

Once she accepted this premise, she actually thought His Majesty might be very well-suited for battle armor.

"Does Your Majesty not have battle armor?" she asked Lance.

Lance froze and gave her a strange look.

"You're being silly again. Why would Your Majesty wear something like that to the battlefield? To hinder his Incarnation?"

...That made a lot of sense.

"Then wouldn't Your Majesty's knights be hindered by wearing this? Now that you mention it, I really haven't seen anyone else wear armor."

"So it's just tradition. Didn't Your Majesty find it unpleasant and reduce it to two people?"

"But I have to say, only the Royal Family can afford to keep such knights."

Seeing Tu Nan's confusion, Lance's expression became serious.

"Regardless of anything else, those who can be selected to be Silver Armored Knights are all people who have vowed to dedicate their entire bodies and minds to Your Majesty."

"They are the most loyal."

"They don't care about anything worldly; they abandon their own Family, names, and appearances."

"They don't marry, don't have Children, don't interact with outsiders unless summoned by Your Majesty, and only focus on training."

"This is the ultimate romance, right?"

Lance's eyes were full of admiration.

Tu Nan hadn't expected the code of the Silver Armored Knights to be so harsh.

"This... is so pitiful," she said softly.

The Silver Armored Knights sounded like people who didn't even exist to breathe.

"What?" Lance didn't hear clearly.

"I said," Tu Nan frowned, then felt she shouldn't be so judgmental of others' convictions.

"In Your Majesty's heart, perhaps he doesn't even want to keep those two."

The Emperor didn't seem like the type of person who would need this kind of "thing" just to put on a show.

"You're right. Your Majesty never wanted to have knights before," Lance sighed. "It was after the major battle when he came of age that the Royal Elders said it was too dangerous for him to risk his life like that. They threatened him with death, forcing him to equip himself, and that's how these two finally came to be."

"Well done!" Lance clenched her fist. "Protect our best Your Majesty."

So that's how it was...

After the fleet made three more jumps, they finally arrived at the Gamma Galaxy.

Legion Commander Ryan received His Majesty the Emperor with a look of shame on his face.

"Your Majesty, it is my poor coordination. The defense line has now been re-established. Shall we go to the command post first, or..."

"You and the others go prepare first. Find someone to take me to see Kong Jiamu. How is he?"

"Yes! Major General Kong is still holding on. Then I will go prepare for the tactical meeting."

"Mayer, you lead the way for Your Majesty."

Ryan had his adjutant lead the way for Your Majesty and took a step back himself.

Your Majesty and the two Silver Armored Knights walked past him. Behind Your Majesty, there were also two squads of the Royal Guard, and among the people they were escorting...

Was there a pregnant Female Beast?

Ryan was not slow with information.

Wasn't this the one who was invited to dance by Your Majesty at the ball, the Third-Class Female Official named... Tu Nan?

Why did Your Majesty bring her here?

The sentence Li said suddenly jumped out from the depths of his mind at this moment—Major General Kong's wife is about to give birth and is waiting for him to come home.

Huh? So this is actually Major General Kong's wife?

Ryan's mood became even heavier.

He had seen too many broken military families.

In her current condition, Your Majesty is truly not afraid of scaring her into having problems.

Hopefully... a miracle will truly happen.

In fact, he had never seen anyone whose spiritual sea had gone silent be able to wake up again.

Ryan closed his eyes tightly for a moment and signaled to the other generals.

"Everyone, this way."