Outcast Omega Pampered by the Alpha General novel Chapter 291

Chapter 291 Greedy Wolf Takes the Field

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“Hahahahaha, let me tell you, I was the one who suggested adding that background track. Wasn’t it perfect? A mecha this abstract needed music that abstract. And the fireworks. And the signs…”

Felix Lane: “?”

So this was what you taught?

Absolutely nothing useful?

After finishing its birthday celebration for Orion Ashford, Greedy Wolf returned to its original position with great dignity, the bright (^w^) still displayed on its cat face.

Across the field, Harold Mulholland and the other four had gone quiet from sheer numbness.

What kind of sin had they committed in a past life?

Why were they standing here suffering this kind of public execution?

Think about it.

A moment ago, the five of them had revealed custom mechas and taken the field with maximum pressure.

They had looked cool.

Terrifying.

Ready to kill.

Then Greedy Wolf began singing happy birthday.

All of their momentum disappeared.

The entire arena was laughing.

Their toes nearly curled through the floor from secondhand embarrassment, while Orion, the person who should have been most embarrassed, smiled as if this were the happiest moment of his life.

What about them?

Did they not deserve basic dignity?

At last, after Orion finished thanking the audience, Harold’s face darkened and he opened his mic.

“Orion, why don’t you switch back to your old standard mecha? We are here for a fight, not to watch fireworks and play house.”

With a mecha this round, this cute, this ridiculous, Harold genuinely worried that Thunder Bastion would fire one shot and make the robot cat cry.

You were Orion Ashford.

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Chapter 291 Greedy Wolf Takes the Field

A general.

A 3S-rank Alpha.

Driving this thing…

Did you truly have no shame left?

Orion answered calmly, “Greedy Wolf is cutc, yes. But it will have no trouble beating you.”

The arena detonated.

The cadets roared until their voices cracked.

That was a challenge.

A naked challenge.

Frasher

Sure enough, Harold’s already grim face turned even uglier. If spirit forms had been allowed, his lion would have already gone straight for Orion’s throat.

“Fine. Then what are we waiting for? Without spirit forms, none of us fear you one-on-one. Five-on-one? Even less.”

Louis Nolan patted Harold’s shoulder, signaling him to stop wasting words.

“Enough. We will settle it on the field.”

After that, Louis glanced once at Greedy Wolf, leaned close to Harold, and muttered something with undisguised disdain.

Harold actually laughed.

The two turned toward their mechas.

Kaya Blackwell also nodded briefly to Orion before flashing into Maplecut Mirage.

Tristan Whitmore had never been the decisive type. Once he saw the others move, his nerves dragged him after them, and he hurried into his own machine too.

Only Caelan Rookwood stayed where he was for a moment.

His blue eyes rested on Orion, who stood beside Greedy Wolf and seemed to be messaging a certain Little Gentleman again.

Then Caelan said, steady and formal, “Please teach me, General.”

Orion had just bitten his fingertip according to Julian’s instructions.

It was bobbing its round head.

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Stretching its cat paws.

Kicking its short legs.

Flicking its tail.

Patting its own head.

The emojis on its face changed one after another with such lively enthusiasm that it looked less like a war machine and more like a full-time performer.

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Frished

As if it finally noticed the five mechas surrounding it, Greedy Wolf turned toward Harold and Thunder Bastion at the front.

Then it released its fiercest sound.

“Meow!”

Harold: “…”

Everyone: “…”

Still meowing?

Fine.

Then get blasted.

From the moment the match started, almost every eye locked onto the field.

Because Greedy Wolf was too strange, the supporters on both sides gradually evened out. In fact, the number of people who favored the five-person team had begun to edge past Orion’s side.

It was not that they distrusted Orion.

It was that, no matter how they looked at it, this cute little Greedy Wolf did not seem capable of standing against any custom mecha across from it.

Even the weakest one, Shadow Scale, was a masterwork the Whitmore family had spent an enormous

fortune on.

As for Thunder Bastion, Frostedge Phantom, and Ringed Viper Fang…