Interstellar: Conquering Crazy Commanders with Food

Chapter 206 His love never dies with memory
Claire made a simple double dinner, two steaks and a little fried potatoes.

Putting the food on two plates, she belatedly remembered that the Zerg didn't seem to like to eat these things.

Before Terrence forced to eat with her, he never took a bite.

Seeing that Claire was staring at the food in a daze at the edge of the kitchen counter after finishing things, Elijah stepped forward and took the initiative to take the food on the table, "Go out and eat."

She was still thinking about whether to put the extra portion in the refrigerator, but seeing that he had taken the food away, she had no choice but to follow him out.

"Can you still eat these now?" Claire sat across from him, looking at expectations that she didn't realize.

Elijah used actions to express whether he could eat these things. He sat upright in his seat, maintaining the good habit of eating without talking as before.

Claire stared at him as he cut the steak unhurriedly, feeding it into his mouth one by one until the whole steak was in his stomach, and there was no special expression on his face.

"Is it delicious?" she asked tentatively.

"You didn't know before?" He put down his knife and fork and asked back.

Claire smiled, "Sometimes you compliment me."

"Delicious." He said.

Claire was startled, the corners of her lips raised, "Thank you."

Whether he really likes it now, or to comfort her, she is very happy.

After cleaning up the kitchen, Claire went to the glass greenhouse behind the living room.

The apple tree had died a long time ago, and the rotting leaves and apples that should have been scattered all over the ground had been cleaned up, leaving only a bare dead tree planted deep in the mound to rot.

The cracked brown bark will peel off with just a light touch, leaving thin sawdust on the palm. Claire quietly looked at the soiled palm, her eyes lost in thought.

"What are you looking at?" Elijah came behind and asked.

Now he is always focusing on a little emotional fluctuation on her face, for the sake of her health, he is willing to put most of his attention on her, staring at her all the time.

"An apple tree can be sold for a high price of 500 million currency in Mainstar." Claire looked up at the bare and shriveled branches, "The land here is not suitable for plant growth, and it takes a lot of money to cultivate a fruit tree."

"You gave me this one." She turned her head, with a helpless smile on her face, "It's a pity that it died after we fled and left here."

"I can plant another one for you, no matter what species it is." His words were slightly pampered.

Claire was silent, the smile on her face dimmed, and she looked unhappy.

"Thank you," she said softly.

A few bottom insect guards crawled past outside the glass greenhouse, and the rattling sound of those pairs of insect feet walking on the ground at night is always creepy.

"According to the laws of the Zerg, Terrence is not at fault for the colonization mission." Elijah stood behind her, wrapping her strong arms around her chest and pulling her into her arms, with a calm and fierce tone, "But I will kill him .”

Claire raised her eyebrows slightly, "Kill him?"

Maybe she didn't even notice how excited her tone was at the moment.

As if to make her happier, Elijah lightly rubbed her cheek against the top of her hair, he now likes to use this beast-like gesture to comfort her.

"Claire, if I knew that Hope had someone you cared about, then I wouldn't do anything to make you sad, I know I wouldn't do that." His deep voice seemed to be apologetic, and then it became dark again. Ruthless, "My awakening allowed Captain Terrence to take advantage of it. It tried to possess my woman and betray me. It is unforgivable."

"I will hang it in the square for public execution and set his body on fire so that there is no possibility of him ever surviving."

He spoke faster and faster, and the creepy murderous intent in his words fell on Claire's skin, causing the fine hairs on the surface of her arms to stand up.

"I don't blame you for cleaning up Hope, I know it was Terrence who took advantage of your amnesia." She put her hand around her strong right arm, feeling the temperature above, her eyes dimmed slightly.

She said: "I just want to correct one point with you. Hope's people are not only what I care about, but also you. You are willing to sacrifice yourself for them and for tens of thousands of soldiers and captives in the empire. You can't deny it just because you have forgotten. things that have happened."

He seems to have lost the ability to empathize. Even though he knew those who were his most sincere subordinates, he never showed excessive self-blame and discomfort. The guilt he showed was only because she was sad, that's all.

After a longer silence, Elijah whispered softly: "I need time, you understand."

"Terrence is a criminal, so why not the entire Zerg race." Claire sighed softly, and said, "Can you stop killing in the future? You have taken too many things for thousands of years."

Elijah stared at the apple tree in front of her, the golden double pupils in her eyes became more intense, exuding a strong sense of oppression.

He could satisfy all her demands, but he didn't respond to this.

He silently refuted her.

Claire understood, and she didn't blame him for his cruelty like a holy angel. She calmly changed the subject, "Your arm is no longer a prosthetic."

What she touched under her palm was no longer the cold artificial skin, but a piece of warm and soft.

"When I awakened, the autologous regeneration function restored the arm." He replied calmly.

"The spiritual power of the Zerg is really amazing." Claire sighed, "You look like a god now, omnipotent."

Elijah smiled lowly, "Omnipotent? Maybe."

Even death can be controlled, why not.

"When you carried me to the infirmary that day, I seemed to see your wings." Claire turned around in his arms, "I want to see it again."

Elijah frowned reflexively, "Do you want to see it?"

"Yeah." Claire nodded, looking serious, "I want to know all the changes in your body, I can accept it."

Despite all the preparations, when she saw Elija stepping back a distance and unbuttoning her blouse, revealing her beautifully lined naked upper body, she still clenched her fists unconsciously.

The sound of skin tearing made people uncomfortable. The black insect wings like bat wings unfolded from his back little by little. When the two pairs of wings were completely stretched, they were more than two meters long, and the blood vessels were clearly visible on the translucent wing membrane. The blood that flows inside.

He is like a devil crawling out of hell, with deadly danger and bewitching beauty, which makes people unable to resist sinking.

The picture is full of weird beauty, such an adjective is very strange, but Claire can only think so.

Seeing her staring blankly at the wings, Elijah's eyes sank, and she quickly retracted the wings.

He knew she hated the Zerg, at least he didn't think she would like his wings.

"Okay, Claire." He put on his clothes again before he dared to approach her, "It won't always appear in front of your eyes."

Claire turned her attention back to his face, yawned, and held out her hand to him, "I want to sleep."

Elijah gently picked her up and went back to the bedroom on the second floor.

All the furnishings in the bedroom have not changed, the only extra thing is a red rose in a glass case on the bedside table.

When Claire saw it, she added, "The rose should be in the bedroom on the third floor."

"I took it down, it suits you well," Elijah said.

Claire smiled, "Well, it was indeed you who sent me."

After washing and changing into pajamas, she saw Elijah standing in front of the window like a stone.

She lifted the quilt and climbed onto the bed, saw him turn his head to look at her, and then turned back, showing no intention of sleeping with her.

Claire leaned against the head of the bed and asked, "Aren't you coming?"

Hearing her doubts, he turned around, his whole face was hidden in the darkness, "You want me to sleep with you?"

Claire was a little surprised, "Don't you want to?"

The slightly heavy breath on his body lightened in vain, and he walked over quickly.

She took the initiative to get into his arms, and smelled a completely different smell from his body, like the dry smell under the sun, without the fragrance of oranges or the faint smell of blood she smelled before.

Not very customary, but not bad smell either.

Elijah's body was very warm. She pressed her swollen belly against his sideways belly, and pressed her cheek against his neck, "Tomorrow I want to go out for a walk."

He pulled the quilt to bury her body, only exposing her head, "I'll accompany you."

"Hmm." Clare suddenly thought of something, pushed his chest away with his palm, untied the necklace around his neck and took it off.

"Hand out," she said.

Elijah stretched out her hand obediently, the palm with well-defined knuckles was soft and smooth to the touch.

Unlike the previous Cassius, those rough calluses between the fingers in the palm had disappeared.

Zerg's healing abilities are enviable.

Claire took the ring off the chain and put the silver ring on his ring finger, just the right size.

"This is the wedding ring." Elijah deliberately lowered his voice very softly, and the fragmentary images that flashed through his mind were clips of them embracing and dancing together, which made the smile on his face even more perfect.

"I'll give it back to you now." Claire looked up, "Will you remember anything?"

"You are my forever wife." He leaned against her forehead and clasped his ring-wearing hands, "I knew it from the beginning."

Claire's heart trembled, she closed her eyes, and buried her face deeper into his neck, "Good night, Elijah, I hope I have a good dream tonight."

The orange scent from Cassius's body used to make her fall asleep peacefully, but now she understands that it's just that he is by his side.

With him by her side with love, she can find a moment of peace.

Today, Claire wants to go out for a stroll, and wants to choose some maternity and baby products in person.

Before she saw that many entertainment venues in the city center were open, she didn't know if the supply stores belonging to orcs were still open. When she asked Elijah before going out, he told her the answer.

The Atli galaxy and the Owen galaxy where the human race lives have completely restored the previous order. Except for the changes in the class status of the two races, life is as usual.

In other words, everything remains the same, except that there is an extra Zerg that rules them.

Compared with the full-scale slavery and oppression performed by Terrence before, this seems to be much better.

When Claire was led by Elijah to get into the car, he stopped suddenly by the car door, and the soft breath on his body turned into an approaching storm in vain.

"Claire, I'll accompany you later." He tried to make his facial expression look a little more gentle, but it was of no use to Claire, his murderous eyes had already betrayed him.

"What happened?" she asked.

"Olive is coming." A ferocious look gradually appeared on his face, "I saw the war."

Claire frowned, it was obviously not something she could intervene in.

"I can go by myself, how about you pick me up later?" She held his hand, "I don't want to be locked up at home alone."

Her eyes were full of pleading, which made Elijah unable to refuse, he leaned over and kissed her on the forehead, "I'll bring you back for lunch."

"Ah."

For her safety, Elijah sent a full ten high-level Zerg behind her.

Claire stood in the lobby of the Lenne Building, looking helplessly at the humanoid bugs with tentacles and wings above their heads behind them.

This is also the usual style of Cassius.

She just led a group of bodyguards all the way forward, and those who passed by her, whether they were orcs or Zerg, all avoided them.

Claire came to the mother and baby store she had passed by before. Fortunately, it was still open, but there was a horizontal strip on the glass door.

【Closing soon, clearance sale】

The store was empty except for one waiter.

All fertile females are dead, and the shops are useless here.

Claire couldn't help feeling heavy.

The noise she led into the shop woke up the dozing waiter.

Seeing so many high-level Zerg come in, she was full of panic and almost couldn't stand until she saw the petite figure standing in front of a row of feeding bottles.

"Mrs. Claire" she stepped forward in shock.

"Hello." Claire greeted her.

"What do you need?" Her expression was very excited, and she used a lot of force to clasp her fingers on her abdomen.

"Children's daily necessities." Claire picked up a feeding bottle, her eyes became gentle, "I will use it soon."

The waiter smiled far-fetchedly, "Well, then you can take it away directly, anyway, this batch of goods will be transported to be destroyed at the end of the month."

Claire turned her head, "Destroy?"

"Well." She nodded, "I don't have any babies anymore, and I also have a new job, I just leave here when it's over."

Claire sighed slightly, "What job?"

"The Zerg arranged for me to be a girl in a bar." Speaking of this, a hint of despair and fear flashed across the waiter's face.

A Zerg behind Claire gave her a warning look, which made her shut up quickly.

Claire's expression turned cold, "Girl? Serving those high-level Zerg?"

She didn't speak, and Claire could tell from her expression.

"How many sets of clothes can I help you choose?" The waiter lowered his eyes and changed the subject.

(End of this chapter)