The Heartthrob Guide: Dodder of S-Class Sentinels

Chapter 179 Crazy
This person, however, "benefited from misfortune," not only becoming Lin Nan's personal sentinel but also being granted a deep-seated intervention.

Caesar was furious. It was him—he was the one who found the baby first! How could this shameless man beat him to it?

"That's really ugly. Don't assume everyone is as filthy-minded as you," Lan Yin said. "If Lin herself doesn't want to do something like this, am I going to hold a knife to her throat and force her? Of course, it's a two-way street..."

"Bullshit!" Caesar cursed. His spiritual power was fire-based, making him inherently flammable and explosive. Now, Lan Yin deliberately provoked him by targeting the very points he cared about most. Soon, this young and energetic lion was driven to the brink of madness.

Caesar's golden eyes churned with lava, his breathing grew heavier, and just as that fist was about to strike again, Lan Yin tilted her head, a cryptic smile appearing on her pale skin.

He said, "Why bother? Instead of coming to me now and taking your anger out on me, you should reflect on whether you did something wrong that made the guide dislike you."

Lan Yin's voice was soft, yet every word pierced Caesar's heart with precision.

The golden lion suddenly went silent.

Lan Yin brushed away the hand that was grabbing his collar. When she saw that the silk shirt, which she had carefully ironed that morning, had been crumpled and mangled, a hint of displeasure flashed in his calm eyes.

This is so troublesome.

I need to take another shower.

Lan Yin is a germaphobe; he hates it when others touch him!

Especially these land beasts, they're filthy, aggressive, and smell terrible...so annoying!

Unlike Lan Yin's calm demeanor, Caesar appeared particularly agitated, especially when he saw her tidying her clothes. Although everything else was neat and tidy, only the bottom of her open abdomen was disheveled, and her waistline was faintly visible. The green bud mark appeared and disappeared as the hem of her clothes swayed, like some kind of silent provocation.

Caesar watched, and laughed in exasperation.

This bitch!

They even boasted about it to him.

He must have used some underhanded tactics to make his darling give him a mark out of momentary pity.

Caesar grew increasingly irritated, and his breathing became heavier and heavier.

His golden lion paced restlessly in the mental landscape, its claws digging deep furrows into the frozen earth. It had nowhere to vent its brute force, just like Lan Yin had been in a long period of heat since their spiritual union on the airship.

This feeling of wanting something but being unable to get it, and having to suppress it through sheer willpower, is even more agonizing than being seriously wounded on the battlefield.

However, there is no way around it; this is the path that every Sentinel must take to grow. After graduating from the Sentinel Academy, it means that both their human and spiritual bodies are about to enter maturity. The heat cycle that accompanies X maturity makes their senses exceptionally sharp. Subtle breaths, touches, and even gazes that they could easily ignore before will now cause a storm of stimulation at their nerve endings.

This is why every year in the league there are multiple instances of sentinels vying for the same guide.

Caesar tried to calm himself down.

A guide can mark more than one sentry.

If Lan Yin can be a dog, why can't he?
While he was licking the baby clean and clear, this guy was still nowhere to be found!

Instead of wasting time here, we should save our energy for our baby.

Unlike those despicable people who make a scene over a minor injury and demand deep venting, he is a lion with endurance, vision, and grace!
But—damn it, why did the central government approve it?!
That's disgusting, a whole family loading up cargo!

Caesar's previously calmed breathing began to surge violently again, as if he were thinking of something. He stared intently at Lan Yin's lower abdomen, at the mark he once possessed, now gone, unable to calm down for a long time.

"Alright, stop being angry." Lan Yin finally gave in when she saw Caesar's expression. "I heard that Lin's intended military region for her third-year internship is District Nine. Isn't that your Tahir territory? Has your enlistment application been processed?"

Upon hearing this news, Caesar's tense muscles immediately relaxed. He frowned and asked in confusion, "Why does my darling suddenly want to go there? Where did you get this information?"

"It's not exactly honorable to say, but after I connected with her, I was able to probe her intentions from the opposite direction. I overheard it. When you went out these past two days, was that where you went?"

“Did she really say she wanted to go there? District Nine isn’t exactly a leisure and tourist destination, and besides—” Caesar thought about it more and more and found it harder to understand, “there’s been some trouble there recently.”

"What's happening?"

"I'm not entirely sure, but overnight the male insects in that area experienced a collective mental breakdown, which triggered a number of serious incidents. The military is currently cracking down on it severely."

"..."

Sector Nine is located in the southwest corner. Due to its hot and humid climate, this area has always been a gathering place for Zerg psychic sentinels. These people are skilled in mind manipulation, have corrupted minds, and are extremely difficult to deal with.

In order to suppress them, the central government handed over control of this territory to the Tahir family, whose attributes were the opposite of the Zerg.

Once Caesar graduates from the Sentinel Academy, he will directly take over the army there.

“But since my darling wants to go, it’s not impossible. I can take care of her.” Thinking of this, Caesar’s thin lips parted into a wide, unrestrained smile.

The hostility that had been about to erupt from him disappeared, and he became Lan Yin's close friend again, someone he could talk to about anything.

"Now that you're alright, I'm relieved. I have to go now. If you're bored being locked up here for a month, just call me back."

With a new goal in mind, the "good buddy" didn't want to waste any more time here, so he waved goodbye and left with great nonchalance.

"Take care, and don't bother seeing me off." Lan Yin said with a forced smile.

As the door closed, a hint of disdain flashed in Lan Yin's clear eyes.

He slowly took off his wrinkled clothes, tapped a monitor in the corner, and notified his subordinates who were on standby.

"Send me some clean clothes, and while you're at it, have someone remove the stench from the room; it smells awful."

"Yes."

The monitor's indicator light flashed, and a deep sound came through.

After giving the instructions, Lan Yin returned to the bathroom. Warm water poured over her head, washing away the last trace of other people's scent from her body.

Today is an important day, and he can't afford to make any mistakes.

He wanted to give his guide the most unforgettable first experience...

Thinking of this, Lan Yin brushed aside her wet hair and smiled almost imperceptibly—

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