Outcast Omega Pampered by the Alpha General novel Chapter 91

his main weapon.

Weapon installation, test runs, custom mecha data entry-the entire process took two days.

To be precise, Wesley worked for two days.

Julian watched.

Because the academy did not want first-years destroying weapons, mechas, or half the arena, the early rounds of the Piloting Department’s ranking battle would be held in virtual pods. Only mechas were allowed. Spirit forms were temporarily banned.

Once the round-robin narrowed the list down to the top twenty-one, the academy would switch to real arena combat. That was when mechas and spirit forms could appear together.

“The final matches will be in the mecha arena,” Noah Wells said, proudly performing his role as Class F’s gossip machine. “Not just our division either. Other divisions and upper-year students will come watch

Then he leaned in with a mysterious look.

“And the Omegas. That’s the important part. Especially the first-year Omegas who haven’t chosen Upha partners yet. They’re basically walking treasure.”

A passing Alpha overheard and immediately joined in.

“The first-year Omegas really are adorable. Especially Elias Whitmore. He just became the fist Your Omega chief today, right?”

“That one? He’s Carlan Rookwood’s Omega. Stare less if you value your hie

“What’s wrong with looking?”

The Alpha still muttered stubbornly, but his vone dropped a for

Noah made a disgusted sound

“So what if Elias became chict: If Julian were an Omega hed crush dear sweet buck priOCK ACT

Exactly!”

“Definitely!”

Class Fimmediately backed bun up clearly afraid the mention of 1 has would hurt Julian’s feelings

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Julian looked at them.

“I’m fine. I still need practice. Right now, I’m only sort of strong.”

Class F fell silent.

They had been comforting him.

Why did he turn it into a chance to flex?

Julian did not explain.

He went back to the dorm, packed a small bag, picked up the wolf cub, and walked out of the academ under Noah’s gaze that clearly said, Your Alpha really has you wrapped up.

A low-profile hovercar was already waiting outside the gate.

At the entrance of Moonshade Recovery Estate, Ethan Cross stood in front of another hovercar, his expression strained from forced politeness.

‘Lord Helen, I think one thing should be clear. The General has ended his engagement with you. He a no longer requires your treatment.”

The person inside the vehicle was Helen Rockefeller.

The empire’s only current S-rank Omega.

No matter how much Ethan disliked him, he still had to keep the surface courtesy intact.

‘Colonel Cross, I know Harold and I made mistakes.” Helen did not step out of the hovercar. His voice came through the half-open window, stubborn and soft. “But Orion’s health is involved. Do private grievances matter more than his life?”

If Orion had married an Omega, Helen would not have appeared here again.

But Orion had married a Beta.

No matter how affectionately Orion called that person “my little gentleman,” a Seta remained a Beta

No healing psychic power.

No way to save him.

If Helen did not come, what would Orion do?

Ethan nearly laughed from anger.

“With all due respect, Lord Helen, if you have this much free time, perhaps you should check on Prince Harold. I suspect he needs comfort more than our general does

If Helen had been an Alpha or a Beta, Ethan would have dragged him out of the car by now.

Chapter 91 Moonshade & Gate

Unfortunately, Helen was an Omega.

Helen seemed about to speak again when another hovercar descended nearby.

The window slid down, revealing Laurie Rick’s rugged face.

He exchanged a quick look with Ethan, then drove straight into Moonshade.

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The Second Legion soldiers stationed at the gate lifted their heads together and saluted the vehicle with unmistakable respect.

Helen’s eyes darkened inside the car.

‘Who was that? The Beta?”

Who else could make Laurie Rick personally pick them up?

Who else could make those stubborn soldiers salute?

Follow them.”

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