Outcast Omega Pampered by the Alpha General novel Chapter 16

Chapter 16 A Cruel Kind of Mercy

Pain pierced the back of Julian’s neck.

At first, it felt like cold starlight cutting through him.

Then it became a burting meteor, falling hard from the sky.

And after the fire-

Mm… he smells amazing. Is that liquor?

Julian’s awareness slowly returned during the marking.

Following instinct, he began to struggle, trying to push away the Alpha biting the back of his neck.

Orion should have released him the moment Julian resisted.

Instead, he caught the little Omega’s hands, held him still, and pushed the mark even deeper.

“Mmph…”

“It’s all right. Sleep, and it’ll be over.”

He gently licked the bead of blood from the boy’s gland.

In a daze, Orion heard himself speak in a voice that was tender, coaxing, and undeniably cruel.

The yellow sky gradually darkened.

There were no brilliant stars here.

Only a gray, lifeless night.

The Seventh Legion’s reinforcements arrived at midnight.

Military starships descended one after another, locking down every layer of Zerath.

“This time, Zerath produced five S-rank Golden Tarric Scorpions and nearly a hundred A-rank Tarric Scorpions. Student casualties are still being counted. We expect the Legion to give the academy a reasonable explanation.”

Grant, the Alpha instructor, folded his arms and spoke to the Seventh Legion colonel in charge of the rescue operation.

“Mr. Grant, we understand your feelings,” Colonel Harlan Turner replied with a smile, though his heart was far from calm. “But this incident is truly abnormal. We ask that the academy cooperate with our investigation as much as possible.”

Zerath had indeed been cleared by the Seventh Legion.

With a mistake this severe, they would most likely be unable to escape responsibility.

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Chapter To A Cruel Kind of Mercy

Their best option was to stabilize the teachers and students for now, then wait for the Legion’s senior leadership to negotiate directly with the academy before the matter spread.

Seeing that Grant still wanted to speak, Harlan added, “Please rest assured. Prince Harold will give the academy a satisfactory answer.”

Elsewhere, while Seventh Legion soldiers hunted down the remaining insectoids, students searched for survivors under the guidance of two instructors.

“We found him in a sewer,” Anne Moore said, pushing up her glasses as she watched Cole being carried away on a stretcher. Her voice carried a rare trace of sorrow. “Luckily, he had hemostatic gel on him. Otherwise. he might not have lasted until now.”

“Wasn’t there another Beta student from Mecha Engineering? Did they find him?”

Cedric Wynn, the Omega instructor, asked with a grave expression while using healing psychic power to examine Cole’s psychic sea.

He already knew he had lost one of his own students.

Talia Vale.

Class A, first-year Psychic Healing Department.

A naturally born B-rank Omega.

Unlike Alphas, whose ranks were usually fixed at birth and could only rise through life-or-death training, Omegas had the potential to advance. However, most Omegas were born at C-rank.

A B-rank at birth was already gifted.

An A-rank at birth was a true prodigy.

Someone like Elias Whitmore, who was also in Class A.

“No.” Anne shook her head. “We only found traces of a fight with insectoids.”

According to Noah and the others, that student had likely been splashed with Omega pheromone liquid, then drawn away a Tarric Scorpion and a Golden Tarric Scorpion by himself.

The insectoids on Zerath seemed incompletely evolved this time, so their overall strength was weaker than

normal.

But for military cadets, they were still an enormous threat.,

And that student had been a frail Beta with no mecha and no spirit form.

Cedric fell silent.

He knew this incident was about to become very complicated.

But neither the Seventh Legion rescue team nor the teachers and students from the Imperial Military Academy noticed the small military starship slicing through the heavy cloud cover at high speed.

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Chapter 6 A Cruel Kind of Mercy

It descended toward an isolated little factory in a remote corner of Zerath.

Julian’s lashes trembled.

In the steady beeping of medical equipment, he opened his eyes and slowly regained awareness,

“You’re awake. How do you feel?”

His blurred vision cleared little by little.

The first thing Julian saw was a pair of cool-toned eyes, deep and brilliant like an aurora.

“… Pretty good?”

A chain of images suddenly flashed through his spiritual sense,

The “fine” that had almost left his mouth died immediately.

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