Outcast Omega Pampered by the Alpha General novel Chapter 299

Chapter 299 At Orion’s Side

Sylvia Whitmore could barely breathe.

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Sebastian’s voice was still beside her, still blaming her, still trying to throw all his regret onto her shoulders.

But the sound had become far away.

Thin.

Blurred.

Her wrist terminal glowed in her trembling hand.

She opened the report.

There were many lines on the page.

Only one truly mattered.

“Based on DNA genetic marker profiling, the results support Sebastian Whitmore as Elias Whitmore’s biological father.”

Sylvia stared at it.

For a long time, she did not move.

So this was it.

This was the answer.

The truth she had chased through fear, denial, nightmares, and doubt had finally been placed in front of her.

And while Sylvia sat there, frozen by that single sentence, Orion Ashford finally loosened his arms around Julian.

Then, in front of the entire Empire, he extended a hand to the boy with almost formal seriousness.

“Julian, would you come up with me and sit beside me as my Little Gentleman?”

Julian tilted his head.

His catlike eyes narrowed.

After a moment, his expression turned solemn.

“Orion, are you trying to have everything both ways?”

Orion smiled.

He leaned in slightly, his voice soft and wronged.

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“Julian…”

Julian: “…”

What could he do?

This terrible Orion was absolutely using charm arts on a rogue cultivator.

Julian was certain of it.

Because his hand stopped obeying first.

By the time he realized Orion had already taken it, his feet had also started moving on their own.

Mm.

There could not possibly be anything wrong with a rogue cultivator.

Therefore, the problem was Orion.

Definitely Orion.

“Let’s go.”

Under countless eyes, Orion led Julian toward the main platform.

Their fingers were linked together.

Finished

In the arena lights, that simple gesture looked almost like fate tying a knot where everyone could see it.

One was tall, cold, and powerful in military uniform.

The other wore flowing cloud robes, pale and clean as snow, his eyes clear as autumn water.

A general and a cultivator.

Steel and starlight beside cloud and moonlight.

They looked as if two completely different worlds had collided, then somehow fit perfectly.

Julian was still a little confused when Orion brought him to the main platform and seated him at his side.

That seat had existed in countless people’s fantasies.

Now it belonged to him.

Close.

Beautiful.

Openly enviable.

But to Helen Rockefeller, seated not far away, the sight was like a blade shoved straight into his eyes.

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His eyes reddened from the sting.

His pale fingers dug into his palm so hard his entire body shook.

Orion’s Beta was Julian.

Why?

Why was it Julian?

The sentence Julian had once said to him suddenly echoed in his mind.

“So when one Alpha is gone, there is another one, right?”

Again.

Again.

Marston did want to repair the relationship with Little Master Julian.

The five-against-one exhibition match had shocked the entire Empire, but Marston knew very well that Orion was not the only person capable of producing such a result.

If he went down personally, he could do it.

If Harper, famous for violence, went down personally, she could also do it.

Rank, strength, and battlefield experience were things they all had.

The one who had truly risen through that match was not Orion.

It was Greedy Wolf.

More precisely, it was Julian, the person who had created Greedy Wolf.

Ordinary viewers saw a cute mecha beating five opponents into a neat pile.

Marston and Harper saw something far more important.

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Greedy Wolf could withstand Orion’s terrifying psychic power.

It moved as smoothly as an extension of Orion himself.

It could shift size freely.

Its defense and attack power were both absurd.

From this moment on, Julian’s identity had changed.

He was no longer merely Dr. R’s closed-door disciple.

He was Little Master Julian himself.

Then this very Little Master Julian looked at Marston with a solemn face and said, “Even if you apologize for Caelan, I will not forgive him.”

Marston paused.

Then he smiled helplessly.

“I am not asking you to forgive him. I only hope you will not judge the entire Fourth Legion because of Caelan, or lose faith in its soldiers.”

Julian the little robot thought seriously.

He thought for so long that it almost seemed as if his mind had started loading.

At last, he answered with the same grave expression.

“But I never had faith in your Fourth Legion in the first place. How could I lose it?”

Marston: “?”

Brother.

That went straight through the heart.

Beside him, Harper Sloane’s lips kept rising.

She looked one breath away from laughing herself to death.

Marston felt a headache coming.

A real one.