bdsm-fiction Chapter 118: When it's time to fight, it's time to fight.
Chapter 118: When it's time to fight, it's time to fight.
Chapter 119: When it's time to fight, it's time to fight.
Oro stood at the bow of the Golden Dawn, frowning as he watched the World Government fleet turning around in the distance.
Saturn moved swiftly and decisively.
The decisiveness surprised Oro somewhat.
He told the other person to leave, and the other person actually left.
Where is the prestige of the Five Elders? Where is the authority of the World Government?
Upon learning that the God of Scientific Defense was coming to Jaya Island to demand an explanation, Oro had already decided to fight them.
He mobilized the fleet, deployed underwater units and aerial surveillance, and had Lingling stand by on the deck. He had anticipated various scenarios, including Saturn's furious attack, the World Government fleet opening fire recklessly, and the worst-case scenario.
But today, faced with his almost deliberate provocation and blatant display of force, Saturn, one of the Five Elders, actually chickened out at the last moment.
Oro's brow remained furrowed. Things had deviated from their intended course, and even if the outcome was good, it meant there were variables he hadn't considered.
Was Saturn's last sentence simply venting his anger? Was it a bluff? Or was it some kind of veiled warning?
"Auro-Auro~"
Lingling's voice came from the side, carrying the sweet aroma of cake.
Oro turned his head and saw her patting the last crumbs of cake into her mouth, then sticking out her tongue to lick her fingertips, and then taking out the handkerchief that Gails had made for her to wipe her mouth and hands.
After doing all that, she leaned over and naturally took Oro's hand, which was hanging by his side, their fingers intertwined. Then she snuggled against him in a coquettish manner and nudged his shoulder with her fluffy pink head.
"Are you unhappy because you didn't get to fight?"
Lingling tilted her head back, her large eyes reflecting Oro's furrowed brows, clear and direct: "I can play with you too~ Whether it's outside or in the room, it's fine~"
"If the fight outside didn't happen, we can go back inside and fight it out!"
Feeling the warmth from his palm and the sweet, maple syrup-like scent emanating from Lingling, he instinctively raised his arm and pulled Lingling into his embrace, his other hand habitually ruffling her soft, long pink hair.
It's not that I'm unhappy.
Oro said softly, his arm around Lingling steady: "It's a good thing the fight didn't happen. If it had, the losses would have been unpredictable—I'm just a little surprised."
"Accident?"
Lingling adjusted to a more comfortable position in his arms, like a lazy large feline.
"Um."
Oro nodded, casting his gaze back towards the open sea as he watched the World Government's fleet recede into the distance: "I originally intended to take this opportunity to send a clear enough signal to everyone watching this sea."
"Unfortunately, it wasn't fully transmitted, and the signal wasn't clear enough."
"Signal?"
Lingling blinked, somewhat puzzled: "What signal? Is it being broadcast via Den Den Mushi? Or is it being reported in the Gaya Daily?"
I know this well; Gale taught me!
Auro chuckled at her words, and his furrowed brows finally relaxed.
He lowered his head and rubbed his chin against Lingling's head: "It's not that kind of signal."
"It is a signal that encourages more people to stand up."
He paused briefly, as if organizing his thoughts, and then continued, "The Kingdom of Jaya has developed to its current scale. In terms of conventional military strength, economic influence, and intelligence network, except for the most elite level of power, it can now fully contend with the World Government in all other aspects."
"As long as the world government isn't blind, it can't continue to turn a blind eye to our expansion."
"Instead of waiting for them to secretly prepare and then suddenly launch an attack, putting us on the defensive, we should take the initiative, create conflict, and seize the initiative in our own hands."
"Showing weakness and avoiding the issue won't solve anything; it will only embolden the other party. Unfortunately—"
Oro clicked his tongue, his tone filled with obvious regret and a hint of confusion: "It's a pity that the old guy actually chickened out."
"This is not right. The Five Elders should not be so tolerant, especially in such a public setting, when it concerns the face of their ruling foundation."
He was already prepared for Im's arrival.
Although the probability of winning on the spot is very low, you still have to fight when the time comes.
He wasn't like that reckless Rox, who would rush up and engage in close combat with Im as soon as he saw him.
Knowing that the opponent possesses some troublesome ability that is suspected to be rule-based or mind-control-based, and that one side has no definite means of purification or resistance, the only option is to use a ranged, attrition-based fighting style.
Moreover, if he can't win, he can simply wrap important personnel and supplies in gold and escape the battlefield at high speed from the air.
Regardless of whether we can win or not, we cannot simply give up. If we don't even have the courage to draw our swords, the hearts of our subordinates will crumble, the forces we rely on will hesitate, and the vigorous development of the entire Unicron Kingdom may be slowed down or even brought down.
Sometimes, attitude is more important than temporary victory or defeat.
Lingling listened quietly as he finished speaking, nodding as if she understood but not quite.
She wasn't very interested in complex strategic games. After thinking for a moment, she suddenly stood on tiptoe, pressed her warm lips against Auro's neck, and gently sucked on it a few times, leaving a few fresh hickeys.
After planting the strawberries, she didn't leave immediately. Instead, as if suddenly noticing something, her delicate nostrils twitched slightly as she gently sniffed around Oro's neck and shoulders, letting out a soft, questioning hum: "So what should we do? Chase after them now? Their boats aren't as fast as ours anyway—"
"Huh? Why does it smell like this again? Hmm...it seems familiar..."
She sniffed intently, her warm breath tickling Auro's skin.
Oro lowered his head and accurately captured the hickey tool that Lingling was still muttering to herself.
He only reluctantly let go when Lingling let out a muffled sob and gently patted his back.
"No need to chase."
Oro's breathing was a little heavier than before, but his eyes were clear: "If we chase after them and force a battle, the nature of the conflict will change, and we won't achieve our original goal."
"Since they've chosen to back down, even if it's only temporarily, then we'll accept it."
He tightened his arm around Lingling's waist, revealing her shapely waistline: "Just go back and have the Secretariat send a signal that the United Kingdom is actively joining the World Government. If they want to save face, then give them face."
"This deal is pretty good. A few documents that even the public won't know about can buy us more time, so I can go to the West Sea with peace of mind."
As he spoke, he noticed that Lingling had started sniffing around his neck and chest like a small animal marking its territory, clearly not giving up on exploring the extra scent.
"Stop smelling it."
Auro pinched the back of her neck with a hint of exasperation: "It's Osa's scent."
"Osa?!"
Lingling suddenly looked up, her eyes sparkling: "Really? She's finally willing to join us? To become family?"
Seeing Lingling's genuine happiness, Auro blinked, tightening his grip on her waist and pulling her closer to him. "Not yet, why are you so happy? Aren't you jealous?"
Hehe~
Lingling unbuttoned Auro's shirt one button at a time: "Will you give me a chance to be jealous?"
"Won't."
Oro answered immediately, without any hesitation.
That's exactly what I meant!
Lingling's smile held a hint of satisfaction and self-satisfaction. She had already unbuttoned the top few buttons of her shirt, her palm pressed against his skin, its warmth burning: "As long as your love can always fill me up, keeping me well-fed at all times, I'll be content. And—"
She looked directly into Auro's eyes with an unusually serious expression, though still retaining her almost naive frankness: "I love my family."
"The more family members you have genuine affection for, the better!"
"As long as the sisters' sincerity doesn't change, and they always stand by you and by our big family."
"So, as the eldest sister, isn't it my duty to be tolerant of them?"
"Big sister?"
Auro raised an eyebrow, his hands still moving: "Where does Gails rank?"
"Gails is definitely second!"
Lingling answered quickly, her tone firm, as if her words brooked no argument: "Is that even a question? I've always had her back! Hehehe~"