Crazy Tyrant Sentinel Transmigrates as a Flower Vase Omega

y injury had not fully recovered, but it was no longer a problem, and his training T-shirt showed off his muscles, which were usually hidden under his uniform and full of strength, but not overly bulging.
The sweaty forehead hair was lifted by his hand, and he frowned slightly, “Did you tell him the content of the test?”

“I did.” He even showed the video of the previous military examination, and it still didn’t help at all!

A towel wiped sweat, Ewan thought a little, and then very calmly said, “First take him to a medical examination, if the doctor says it is possible, then arrange for next week.”

“… Okay.” How come the military exams that other people have to prepare for for years seem like a glass of water to them? Weifield thought both of them were crazy, but he wouldn’t say anything.

“That’s right.” Ewan tossed the towel to the railing and hung it with precision as he casually said, “Take him for a qualification test before the test.”

This was another thing Weifield didn’t expect, and he reminded, “Count Baylor’s most recent qualification test was done last month.”

“Mn, I know.” Ewan responded indifferently, then he continued regardless, “You don’t have to submit Baylor’s last test results for reference when you do the qualification test, just bring me the new results as soon as they come out, and don’t disclose them to anyone else, including him.”

Although he didn’t understand, Weifield took note of it carefully, “… Yes.”

Ewan spoke with a slight pause, as if thinking carefully for a moment, then added, “No, I’ll take him there myself.” He was more comfortable doing it himself.

“… Okay.”

Picking up the uniform jacket next to him, Ewan turned around and tilted his head to look at his mecha, having not seen his old partner for over a month.
Then he said in a casual, light-hearted tone, “Put off all my other duties during the military examination next week.”

Weifield followed Ewan’s gaze to the mecha, but he knew very well that the general was thinking about more than just his own mecha.
He asked, “Is General going to be proctoring the exam?” 

Was he ready to let off some steam?

Ewan looked askance at Weifield and gave a smile at the corner of his mouth, then he asked lightly, “Why would I want to proctor an ordinary military examination?”

Weifield thought about General’s recent care and special treatment of Count Baylor, and was silent.
Why… …General, you yourself really do not know? “If it’s not a test… That is?”

A light tap on his mecha, Ewan looked with closed eyes slightly sunken, said, “I will go to see then.”

He was a little concerned about what the middle-aged man in Dragon Hunter’s dream world said.
Although he was talking about Dragon Hunter’s previous owner, it was too similar to the young man’s situation.

In the past, he only thought that Baylor was stubborn and competitive, that’s why he wouldn’t give in to defeat even when he was on the losing end of a battle, and would rather use the method of hurting himself 800 times and hurting his enemy a thousand times to fight to the death.
But the middle-aged man’s words woke him up, and he suddenly realized that Baylor seemed to have the same problem as the youth.

When Baylor was fighting on the boat, the madness in his eyes when he was in danger and the pleasure that leaked out of the corners of his mouth appeared in front of his eyes.

He was not just enjoying the fight. 

He was enjoying the danger.

Enjoying the danger that could put him to death.

Weifield did not know that Ewan was motivated by this, but it seemed to him that general did not feel comfortable with his omega and wanted to watch from the sidelines.
He nodded knowingly, then remembered something and said, “General, I tried for you, Count Baylor should not know your identity yet.”

Ewan froze, withdrew his gaze, and fell on Weifield.

Weifield continued, “But for some reason, it looks like he’s not in a good mood.” At the very least, there was a distinctly lower air pressure than when he had gone to pick up the other man yesterday.

Ewan’s lips pursed as he thought about Baylor’s reaction in the morning.
But it wasn’t a bad mood, getting up like a bomb in the morning and having a temper tantrum about not wanting to join the military.
Was it because he’d asked Dragon Hunter to wake him up today? Or was it because he was offended yesterday?

Ewan thought about it and asked, “Do you have anything else planned for this afternoon?”

Weifield lowered his head to check Ewan’s schedule and said, “There’s no meeting this afternoon, but you said you wanted to follow up on the latest batch of mecha this afternoon at the tech department.”

“Postponed, I have something this afternoon.”

“Where are you taking me?” Baylor sat in the passenger seat and asked Ewan next to him in a not very patient tone.

Ewan was putting his mask on again, and it looked like he was trying to cheat him again.

Ewan said indifferently, “Aren’t you going to take the military test next week? You have to go for the qualification test first.” 

Baylor frowned, confused, “Didn’t I just do it last month?” That feeling of being flooded with testing fluid was not something he liked very much, although it could restore muscle damage.

“It needs to be done again.” Ewan did not explain more, his eyes slanted, his eyes fell on Baylor’s neck blocker, because that blocker, the teen’s pheromones were gone, even the smell he left on him was also hidden.
He asked, pretending to be casual, “Why are you still wearing a blocker?” 

He remembered he was wearing the blocker on the ship because TL7 wanted to avoid having an alpha mark Baylor, but now that the ‘handover’ had been successful, there should be no reason for Baylor to continue wearing the blocker.

Between them was the fluffy dog head of Super Wolf, who had never been in a hover car before and was excitedly trying to reach forward.
Baylor’s fingers touched the body-warmed barrier, which he had put on voluntarily to protect his glands, but he didn’t say the real reason, just replied perfunctorily, “I like it.”

Since finding out Ewan had lied to him, even that pheromone smell he liked was now not so pleasant.
He turned his head away and looked out the window at the bright blue sky and the brilliantly colored but not incongruous buildings.
Although he had been in the imperial capital of the Ya’an Empire for a few days, he hadn’t had a chance to go out and see it yet, not just this city, but even on planet TL7 as well.

This identity of his was too troublesome, and he still had to hurry up and have a new one.
Sure enough, he was in a bad mood.

Ewan’s thin lips pursed tightly, then he looked ahead, and a moment later, his clear, magnetic voice rang out in the car, “When the qualification test is over, I’ll take you for a walk.”

Super Wolf’s eyes lit up and his ears twitched as he stared sideways at Ewan.

Baylor raised his eyebrows slightly and also finally looked at Ewan, “A walk?”

Super Wolf gave a high bark.

A walk!

Ewan watched Baylor’s reaction, his eyebrows slightly relaxed, the corners of his mouth inexorably rose slightly, only the mask was blocked from view.

He said, “Mn, but first we have to finish the qualification test.”