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As the Marshal got closer to where everyone was, the appearance of Feng Jing being carried carefully within the Marshal's embrace was seen by all as well. Every soldier in the area had saluted towards Altair Sirius as he stood at the center of all Generals. Even the students had greeted him collectively except for those who were shocked speechless like Prince Regulus Rigel and Navi Naja, who were losing their minds at this scene.
"Salute to Marshal Altair!"
Some sharp-eyed people noticed the permanent mark on Feng Jing's nape and could somehow smell the scent of Marshal Altair's pheromones on the Youngest Young Lord of the Phoenix Clan.
"Be at ease," responded the Marshal.
Now that the Marshal is standing before them, everyone at a certain distance can see Feng Jing's permanent mark. Seeing this most of the generals in the area had varying reactions. Major General Lin Tang's eyes widened for a split moment before he returned to normal. But his eyes couldn't help but still peek at the corner of his eyes checking if he had seen things correctly.
"A permanent mark made by the marshal?" murmured Lin Tang. "But Young Lord Jing is only 18."
Nova Seren frowned and touched her chin as if falling into her deep thoughts then she instantly averted her eyes as if she saw nothing unusual. Navi Itri on the other hand was trembling in shock as his eyes were full of incredulity. The scene of an Altair and a Feng being together is the scariest thing he could dream of. But that nightmare had now become real with the proof before him.
'A permanent mark!? Altair Sirius and Feng Jing!? Is this for real!!!? Am I still dreaming? If I am, please let me wake up. AAAAHhhh!!!' Chaotic thoughts of Major General Navi at the moment.
Meanwhile, Drake Izar was startled only for a moment and realized who these two are. His thoughts are like, 'Marshal Altair and Feng Jing of the Phoenix Clan? Are they the vessels of the Lord God and Lord Hei then that means Ming'er's vessel is...'
As soon as he realized this, his eyes moved towards the direction of the training ground not far from here and met with Feng Wu's cold pair of eyes. The corner of his lips couldn't help but twitch at this moment as he could feel the anger within the beautiful red-orange irises of Feng Wu. He even saw him gesture death towards him. He could only watch as Feng Wu's thumb crossed over his neck then pointed at him. He couldn't help but shiver thinking about the things his vessel must do in the future.
Drake Izar no Warden Lou's current thoughts, 'Fuck! I'm dead!'
At the open area where the students are waiting, Navi Naja was approaching the marshal even forgetting his place. He looked like he had gone crazy as he reached out his hands to grab Feng Jing and wanted to pull him away from Marshal Altair.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"You fucking slut! Get off! Get away from my marshal!!! You whore!" said Navi Naja as he was about to grab on Feng Jing's clothes.
Everyone frowned when they heard the words Navi Naja just sprouted. Feng Yang, Xue Ying, and Regulus Zenith's expressions were especially ugly when looking at the mad Navi Naja.
The Marshal was already in a rage despite his calm yet cold expression while looking at Navi Naja like some kind of bug. But halted his movement when Feng Jing gestured him to stop, because of this Navi Naja was able to grasp on the former's clothes and the strength pulled Feng Jing off the marshal arms. He fell to the ground with a loud sound which left everyone in shock.
"Ouch!" said Feng Jing as he acts like Navi Naja is bullying a weak him.
After all, everyone knows how weaker a guide would be after the marking, if not for that Feng Jing would come over here being carried by his Sentinel.
Navi Naja didn't notice the murderous intent coming from Marshal Sirius the moment he dragged Feng Jing away from him.
"You fucking slut! You told you to seduce my marshal! You should die, you are nothing but an ordinary person. You are useless and will only be useful as cannon fodder! Do you think you'll soar in heaven if you got the esteemed marshal? You bitch---!!!"
KICKED!!
AAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!
Navi Naja was directly kicked on his face by Marshal Sirius, the latter had obviously held back seeing that his head didn't explode like a rotten watermelon but the strength in that kick was enough to make Navi Naja fly a few meters away from them. His face was disfigured permanently and his injuries were fatal enough that he broke some of his bone during his fall.
"What are you doing, Marshal Altair!? It is against the law for a Sentinel to harm a guide!!?" exclaimed Prince Regulus Rigel.
Feng Yang commented, "Watch your mouth, Prince. According to the laws of the Empire, harming a newly marked guide in front of his Sentinel, allowed the sentinel to bestow any punishment to the contender. Obviously, the Marshal can kill that little shit but hold back still. By the way, we would sue the Navi Clan for these actions of his." Then he moved his eyes on General Navi Itri not far from him, "You shall pay for what he had done." The glare of Feng Yang is menacing, he is obviously in rage at this moment.
Even Major General Navi hesitated to speak for a bit. His mouth was open and closing but not a word came out. He only snorted and averted his eyes from the enraged phoenix descendant.
Moreover, the mentioned Marshal is ignoring the royal who was questioning him as he was worried about his lover that had fallen on the ground. He checked on Feng Jing worriedly as everyone could see his hands trembling as he was a bit hesitant to touch his guide afraid he would hurt him more.
"Jing'er, are you hurt somewhere? Xue Ying! Get me a doctor this instant!!!" ordered the Marshal as he carefully carried Feng Jing in his arms. This time securely wrapped one of his arms around the latter's waist to prevent him from falling even if he was pulled off.
Xue Ying was about to run off to follow the marshal orders when Feng Jing suddenly spoke.
"No need, Ying-gege. I am fine," said Feng Jing to his elder cousin.
But everyone seems to notice that even though Feng Jing is allowing the Marshal to carry and hug him, he is ignoring him at the same time.
"This..." Xue Ying hesitated for a while as he didn't know whom to follow between the marshal and his beloved cousin.
This hesitance made Feng Jing's expression a bit sour which the Marshal and everyone had noticed. Because of this, the Marshal had to speak out once again, "Just listen to Jing'er." he said.
Silence suddenly descended in the area and everyone didn't know how to continue the event seeing the awkwardness between the marshal and his partner. The story behind the mark is more than they expected. The only female among the generals had stepped in and walked towards Feng Jing. Nova Seren is one of the few female soldiers who were able to stand at the top with males. She is an SS-ranked guide who had the potential to become an SSS-rank in the future.
"Xiao Jing, come with Jiejie, your partner and brothers still have work to do," said Nova Seren.
She from the very start never lingers her eyes longer at any high-ranking soldiers surrounding her. The way she treated men is as distant as the mountain top. But for some reason, her cold eyes mellowed quite a lot when looking at Feng Jing. If not because she is a female guide, everyone would have thought that she likes Feng Jing. But among them, only Feng Yang knew how the lady is related to his Feng Family.
Marshal Sirius's face turned a bit dark seeing Nova Seren, even if he knew that the Janus Clan isn't really the enemy of the Feng Clan as Grandfather Celeste explained, he still couldn't accept that this woman is asking for his guide to leave with her.
'What is this woman planning? Why does she want to take Jing'er away from me?' Thoughts of the Marshal at this moment.
[Second Host, Nova Seren is the poster daughter of Janus Stellan and Alula Celeste. She grew up playing with the descendants of the Feng Family and she dotes on the hosts like how his brother does. She would never hurt him.] Explained by the subsystem left by System Yue to allow him to be able to contact his host and the Lord God while he is away. Right now, Feng Jing felt it for the Marshal to use.
While everyone was watching for the show before them to unfold, Feng Jing reached out his hands and allowed the lady to carry him on her back. Nova Seren had carried Feng Jing on her back with fluid movements as if she had done such a thing multiple times.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"You aren't completely healed yet. I will accompany you to the infirmary until they finish their jobs," said Nova Seren.
Feng Jing nodded his head at her and looked at the Marshal with a haggard face. "Finish your duties. We will talk afterward," he said to Marshal Sirius.
The Marshal upon seeing the serious eyes of his lover had no other choice but to agree.
"I will finish it as soon as I can. Sleep for a bit longer, Jing'er," said the Marshal, even kissing his guide's forehead without care for the others who were watching.
There's collective gasps around them coming from the students who couldn't hold back their reaction upon witnessing such a scene with the marshal. Feng Yang nods his head towards Nova Seren when she glances at him. Then after ignoring the rest of the generals and marshal around her, she left with Feng Jing.
Once Feng Jing had disappeared from the sight of the Marshal and his brothers, the atmosphere in the area had changed. The Marshal becomes colder, stern, and indifferent as what the others know him as. Even Feng Yang and Xue Ying had lost their expression and like a soldier, they stood like a rod observing the students before them.
Seeing the words that were about to come out of the Prince's mouth were stuck. It was Xue Ying who broke the silence.
"Prince Regulus Rigel, you may bring your cousin to the second infirmary for treatment while you and the rest of your team should join the training," said Xue Ying.
At first, Prince Rigel wasn't to say that the second infirmary is too far and Navi Naja is badly injured but his mouth was shut when he saw his Imperial Uncle's glare on him. He could only follow the arrangement Lieutenant General Xue Ying had told him to do.
"Please excuse us for now," said Prince Rigel as he carried Navi Naja who couldn't even move his lips as his face was half swollen from the kick of the Marshal. His face was covered in tears and he looked pitiful but no one really pitied him as this was the result of his rudeness.
Navi Naja's eyes were still on the Marshal but sadly the latter turned a blind eye on him. His eyes were full of pain and yearning but unfortunately, the target of his love doesn't even put him on his eyes. He could only weakly close his eyes as tears stroll down his face.
"Why can't you like me as you do to him?" whispered Navi Naja, his tone is bitter and somber.
After the team lead by Prince Rigel had taken their leave, the Marshal had finally begun doing his work. He had explained the situation of this planet to the students before him. As the Senior and Junior students were to stay in this land as it is mandatory for them to fight in this war, this group of young adults who weren't even 21 years old were given an option. One is to leave and return to the empire but they would be banned to join the Federation for a year, or fight this war for at least a week and they would be sent back home with the honor of medal hanging onto them.
Most students choose to stay and fight for their home and those who were badly injured were excused for this event and would be sent back to the Empire with some Freshmen who choose to leave the planet in fear. Afterward, the training for the students had officially begun in preparation for the incoming war.