Chapter 57

Chapter 57

Witnessing Xiaoyue's demeanor, Queqiu couldn’t help but feel a chill run down his spine.

Uncertain of Xiaoyue's stance and whether he posed a threat or benefit to Morfa, Queqiu dared not reveal much, making the situation even more tricky.

Regardless, without knowing whether the Silver Wolf Alpha posed a threat to Morfa, Queqiu couldn't possibly disclose everything.

Frowning, he decided to bluff his way through: "I don't understand what you're talking about."

“Ah? You don’t understand?” Xiaoyue also appeared puzzled: “I mean your ability, the Magic Machinery.”

Queqiu’s heartbeat paused for a moment, and even Morfa in his pocket tensed up.

But quickly, Queqiu regained his composure, still sticking to his story: “What does my ability have to do with you? Please stop offending me over and over again.”

"Sorry, sorry," Xiaoyue raised his hands and hastily backed off a few steps, "My apologies, I didn't mean to offend you."

Before Queqiu could feel relieved about his step back, he heard Xiaoyue say, “However, I still suggest you cooperate with me a bit.”

Queqiu remained silent, just watching him.

Xiaoyue took the liberty to suggest, “Are you worried about others overhearing our conversation? Let's move to the back of the group and discuss this matter in detail.”

Seeing this man was not going to give up easily, Queqiu had no choice but to agree, following him to the end of the line.

During this, Xu Feng looked at Queqiu worriedly, fearing the little Omega might be in trouble.

He hated his own timidity and powerlessness, unable to share any burden for Queqiu.

Xu Feng clenched his fists in silence.

Queqiu and Xiaoyue walked side by side, maintaining a ten-meter distance from the last member of the group.

“What exactly are you trying to dig up? Regardless of your question, my answer remains the same: no comment.”

Receiving such a clear refusal, Xiaoyue was not in a hurry, smilingly looking at Queqiu: “Don’t worry, little Omega, I mean no harm. I’m just doing my duty and hope for your cooperation.”

Queqiu rejected without hesitation: “There’s nothing to cooperate about.”

“Even if you don’t admit it, do you think your ability can fool me?” Xiaoyue chuckled, “Or to say, anyone who has had close contact with the marshal can see through it. If today, it were He Jie Xi or Duan Chen Lin standing before you, they wouldn’t be as patient as I am.”

“In fact, no one in the First Army and the Royal Family would be more lenient than me.”

Hearing the term "marshal" from someone else's mouth again, Queqiu's eyebrows knitted tightly.

“The marshal you’re referring to, is that Duan Chen Sen?”

“Exactly.”

“My ability is identical to his? That’s why you suspect me?”

Xiaoyue nodded as if it was the most natural thing.

"You probably don't know where the Imperial Royal family's lineage originates from—The original King Butterfly was born amidst dense iron. Their wings, the toughest material in the universe, are not soft like insect wings, but unbreakable like steel, shimmering metallically in the sunlight. Moreover, every member of the Royal family is born with the ability to manipulate dense iron. The General, being the most outstanding in the Royal lineage from ancient times, has evolved his ability from manipulating dense iron to controlling all non-living material visible to the naked eye, known as the Hand of Magic."

"And your ability," Xiaoyue said, "is not much different from his, even perhaps from the same origin, right? It’s an ability that even his blood-related brother, Duan Chenlin, doesn't possess. Are you still going to deny it now?"

"Autumn Sparrow didn't know how to describe his reaction upon hearing the explanation of the origin of his ability. His mind went blank, and his body trembled uncontrollably."

"So that means..."

"Morfa is that so-called Imperial General, Duan Chensen?"

"Is he the man I met at the very beginning?"

"Autumn Sparrow couldn’t help but let out a few sarcastic laughs: All of this was just too absurd."

"Before he knew about the Imperial Royal family, he had guessed that Morfa might be from a noble family; after learning about the Royal family, he thought Morfa might be a member."

"He even laughably mistook Maomao as Duan Chensen’s illegitimate child."

"But never had Autumn Sparrow imagined that Morfa was Duan Chensen."

"How could that be possible?"

"He thought."

Impossible.

Not to mention when Morpha, as Mao Mao, was found as an egg. He had been raised from a three or four-year-old bundle by Autumn Sparrow into the young adult Morpha. In any form, he bore no resemblance to the man on the TV screen with whom Autumn Sparrow had a brief encounter.

Therefore, Autumn Sparrow never considered that Morpha could be Sheng Sen.

He wanted to deny it, but the undeniable fact before his eyes was that no one knew better than him what his special ability was or how it came about.

Even though all the evidence so far was just Xiao Yue’s word, Autumn Sparrow couldn't help but recall Sheng Sen’s appearance and compare it with Morpha’s. He had to admit, despite their different temperaments and ages, these two looked as if they were carved from the same mold.

Without concrete evidence, he didn't dare and didn't want to believe all of this, selectively ignoring minor details. But now, the last shred of hope was torn, exposing the truth to the light of day.

Despite his inner turmoil shattering in silence, Queqiu maintained a calm exterior - clenching his fists so tightly that his neatly trimmed nails dug into the soft flesh of his palms, enduring the piercing pain without uttering a sound.

"So what now? You've concluded my ability comes from Duan Chen Sen. Whether I admit or deny it, your opinion won't change because of what I say. So anything I say is pointless."

Queqiu's gaze was steady, his voice even, showing no sign of faltering.

"Right?"

Xiaoyue, caught in the truth of these words, begrudgingly nodded: "Yes. I am certain your ability originates from Marshal Duan Chen Sen."

Queqiu responded, "Then, what is your purpose?"

Xiaoyue replied, "I want to know about the marshal's whereabouts. Or, did you do something to him, forcibly taking his ability?"

"You called me a 'fragile and delicate Omega.' Do you really think such an Omega could easily harm a top-tier Alpha of the empire, the marshal himself?"

Queqiu scoffed, "Don't you find your own words contradictory?"

Xiaoyue had never realized, like now, how difficult it was to deal with this seemingly fragile Omega. He furrowed his brows in frustration, at a loss.

In fact, Xiaoyue wasn't wrong. Had He Jie Xi or Duan Chen Lin been present, they wouldn't have indulged in so much talk and would have taken Queqiu away for interrogation.

Though appearing carefree and oblivious, Xiaoyue was actually one of the most principled Alphas in the First Army.

His upbringing and education as an Alpha didn't allow him to use violence against a seemingly unarmed Omega.

He couldn't disclose the secrets of the royal evolution to Queqiu. Like Queqiu was unsure of Xiaoyue's intentions, Xiaoyue was equally uncertain about Queqiu, leading to mutual distrust.

If Duan Chen Sen was still under Queqiu's control, Xiaoyue recklessly revealing his evolution would be akin to sentencing Duan Chen Sen to death.

"You seem guarded, unwilling to speak the truth, but we both should have a clear idea of the marshal's current situation, right?" Xiaoyue probed.

Queqiu skillfully dodged the bait, "Aren't you also being cautious? How do I know if you're friend or foe? How can I be sure you won't silence me once you get what you want? When all these are uncertain, do you really expect me to cooperate over baseless claims?"

Xiaoyue bristled at being accused of tyranny and arrogance, "Of course, I'm a good person! How could I possibly kill you to silence you?!"

"No villain ever admits to being one, just as a drunkard never admits to being drunk," Queqiu replied with a mocking smile, "We have nothing to discuss. I hope you won't bother me again."

Only then did Xiaoyue realize he had been completely led astray by Queqiu's words, falling into the trap the other had cunningly set. Even the most patient person would lose their composure when faced with someone who, despite being given ample opportunities, remained uncooperative.

His gaze turned icy, and in the blink of an eye, he summoned a dozen silver wolves.

The half-human-height silver wolves raised their heads and let out a long, bone-chilling howl.

"Since you refuse the toast only to drink a forfeit, I won't be courteous anymore."

"You want to fight?"

"I don't want to, but you're forcing my hand."

"Then let's fight. This time, you'll see up close just how similar my ability is to the marshal's ability you speak of."

Queqiu raised his gun and attacked first without hesitation. After a few gunshots, the teammates who were focused on their journey suddenly turned back, realizing the two had already engaged in combat.

Everyone was thrown into chaos.

Xu Feng, witnessing this, felt anxious: he hadn't forgotten what the silver wolf Alpha had said during his introduction – an S-level combat Alpha!

Even if Queqiu was formidable, how could he stand a chance against such an experienced active-duty soldier, a top-tier Alpha with such a high genetic rank?

Xu Feng couldn't help but worry for Queqiu.

Xiaoyue executed a backflip in mid-air, narrowly dodging the series of pulse bullets fired by Queqiu.

He turned back, still shaken, to glance at the small hill that had taken the brunt of the gunfire for him. It was now severed in half and collapsing with a loud crash, sending a cloud of dust into the air.

Having seen a glimpse of Queqiu's destructive power, Xiaoyue couldn't help muttering to himself: 'I hope this ability wasn't willingly given by someone surnamed Duan. Otherwise, once I find the person, they are in big trouble.'

It was only now that he realized that when Queqiu had stood still during the earlier attack on the black winged insect swarm, he wasn't frozen in fear but was waiting for the right moment to strike.

He had to admit, this little Omega in front of him completely overturned Xiaoyue's previous understanding, making him realize for the first time that an Omega could also be so fierce and decisive, which was quite a stunning revelation.

[Author's Comment]

Short Shirt: 'Dare to hit my wife, you're dead meat.'