"This is......"
Opening her eyes, Veronica found herself standing in a room, a room that was not luxurious, but very cozy.
The walls of the room are warm-colored, with a huge bed in the middle, a double bed, and a picture frame hanging above the head of the bed, but Veronica can't see clearly what is in the picture frame.
On the other end of the bed is an exquisite dressing table. Various accessories and cosmetics are placed on the dressing table. The floor-to-ceiling windows next to it are shining with dazzling sunlight. The sunlight shines on one end of the bed, making people feel incomparable. of warmth.
There is no doubt that the person living here is a woman, or one of them is a woman.
After looking around for a while and seeing nothing unusual, Veronica opened the door and came to the corridor.
The corridor was carpeted, so she didn't make any noise as she walked. On both sides of the corridor, there were only huge vases and large and small picture frames, but it was still dark inside and nothing could be seen clearly.
At the end of the corridor was a staircase. Veronica walked down the stairs and came to a hall.
The decoration of the hall is very simple, with heavy chairs and tables, huge vases and fragrant flowers, there are still fires burning in the fireplace, and there are just many more Sky Eagle emblems and hanging paintings.
On the west side of the hall, a woman was kneeling in front of a small shrine and praying.
Veronica stepped forward and discovered that it was the idol worshiped by humans-their cruel emperor.
When she walked around to the side, she discovered that the woman in a simple white dress was Velez, with a baby in her arms.
As for why she is not afraid of being discovered?
She is not stupid, this is obviously the dream of the other party, she is just a spiritual projection entering it, just like a character in a movie through editing and post-recording, how can she randomly interact with the character who has already prepared the script? Woolen cloth?
It's not that Veronica doesn't have this ability, but she must be very cautious because the human spiritual world is very fragile.
Suddenly, the door to the hall opened, and the woman turned around in surprise.
Likewise, Veronica turned around, and then she froze.
Outside the door, Soshyan, who was wearing a long robe, was looking at her with a smile.
This Soshyan is less cold and tough in reality, but more gentle and loving. He is simply not the same person, except that they look exactly the same.
Then Velez stood up, walked to Soshyan, and lovingly handed the baby in his arms to him.
Soshyan looked at the heir in his arms tenderly, then lowered his head and said something to Velez, and then kissed him, and Velez responded enthusiastically.
"That's not right. Didn't you idiot say that he and she are comrades in arms?"
Veronica looked at this scene with some confusion. Although she did not have a partner, she knew what a partner meant.
There is no doubt that in the dream, Velez regarded Soshyan as a companion.
This is her deep consciousness, and there will never be any falsehood or deception.
"And I remember the teacher said that human Astartes cannot have partners..."
While she was deep in thought, Veronica suddenly felt her surroundings darken.
Then she returned to the previous room, where Soshyan was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding Velez with loose blond hair in his arms. The two seemed to be talking about something and kissed from time to time.
The room was very dark, with only a small warm-colored table lamp beside the bed. Veronica always felt that the atmosphere was strange, and her heartbeat began to speed up unknowingly.
Through the thin pajamas, she could even see a big hand walking on Velez's delicate skin——
"What, what's going on..."
She muttered softly and leaned towards the door involuntarily.
At this time, a shy smile suddenly appeared on Velez's face, who was sitting in Soshyan's arms. Then she gently untied Soshyan's robe, and then left the other party's arms.
Veronica was stunned and immediately covered her eyes with her palms, but she couldn't help but expose a little of her fingers.
"That stupid big guy is so ugly! That thing is..."
Then, under Veronica's shocked gaze, the nun slowly squatted down facing Soshyan——
"No, that's not it...that thing can work too...won't the jaw be dislocated?"
Among the Ark Eldar, reproduction is something that requires planning and high-level approval. Due to long-term asceticism, the Ark Eldar have been very secretive about the topic of "sex" since their birth.
Even reproduction is a thing that is separated from "sex", so they rarely have families, and the basic practice is socialized upbringing. The standard for high-level breeding is only the merits of genes.
Therefore, this image is as impactful to Veronica as her first contact with subspace.
For a moment, she was a little at a loss, especially when this scene was accompanied by a strange sound, like some kind of viscous liquid being stirred rapidly - there was obviously no sound before.
She covered her ears, then her eyes, and struggled for a while.
Suddenly, the sound disappeared.
Veronica didn't dare to relax, because Velez stood up after coughing a few times and put his arms around Soshyan's neck.
She had no idea what would happen next -
Wait, why did he start taking off her clothes?
Where is he touching! ?
That is--
"Is this... going to die?"
Soshyan's current body shape is almost the same as in reality. Velez is as petite as a rag doll under him——
Veronica couldn't bear to watch the next scene at all. She wanted to open the door and go out, but found that she couldn't open it no matter what, so she could only turn around and squat down to avoid those charming pictures.
But even though she couldn't see it, the sound ignored the barrier of her hands and reached her consciousness directly.
Heavy breathing, delicate low moans like weeping——
When she couldn't hold on any longer, all the sounds disappeared again.
Veronica, whose face was red, stood up and found that she was in the living room again, but now the living room was a little cold. There was only a white candle on the table that was about to go out after the breeze.
Velez was still kneeling before the shrine, holding the baby in her arms, but she was crying.
Very sad, sad from the bottom of my heart, the sadness is even stronger than the moonlight outside the window.
Veronica stepped forward and found a helmet in front of her, a pierced Astartes helmet, and the pink hands of the baby in her arms held a blood-stained golden Aquila emblem. necklace.
Suddenly, the door was opened again.
But Velez turned around with a look of horror on his face. Veronica turned around and saw a group of fierce-looking human women wearing black armor, holding flamethrowers and bolters, breaking into the house.
The eldest one came up with a sullen face, slapped Velez hard on the face, knocking her to the ground, and then pointed the chain sword at her as if roaring.
At this time, Velez was so helpless and vulnerable that he could only hold the baby tightly and cry silently.
Veronica suddenly realized what was preventing the nun from waking up on her own.
fear!
