Falling: How to Survive as a Cannon Fodder

HTSCF CH 051 The strongest omega (NSFW)

|Pfft... Yeah.|

|This system just wanted to say congratulations to the Host! You are now the strongest omega and have completed the Hidden Mission! If you're lucky, you might trigger a Side Mission!|

|Ok, thank you.|

|Le gasp!!! Dearest Host is actually thanking little ol' me???|

|...|

|Host? Host? Hello???|

Ignored again, System 00 went to a corner to brood and grow mushrooms.

On the news, there was an empire-wide announcement regarding Van Windham and Skye Lennox's upcoming wedding a week from now. Because it was a royal affair, the Marshal and all generals were obligated to attend, and they were allowed to bring their families. There was no way Niall and Cyrus would leave Jun alone at home, so his attendance was also necessary.

The two alphas were considering applying for a year-long break, maybe even retiring. If their lieutenant generals knew about their thoughts, they would be crying tears of blood. Fortunately, they remained safe from becoming anemics, at least until further notice...

The front door buzzed and Niall left the sofa to retrieve the take-out boxes and other items Jun bought. With excitement, Jun unpacked his box of goodies and commenced to brew some tea and coffee. A few minutes later, he handed over a fresh cup of black coffee to Cyrus. The tea took a little longer to brew, and he still needed to add creamer and sugar.

Cyrus saw Jun about to pour his milk tea into a cup of ice and stopped him. "Baby, you shouldn't drink cold things so early in the morning." He froze when confronted with a pair of adorable pleading eyes. "Ok, maybe just a little is fine..."

Jun pumped his fists and cheerfully poured his milk tea into the glass full of ice, stirring his drink with a spoon. He took a large sip and closed his eyes, satisfied. "Mm... delicious."

Iced milk tea early in the morning was a true luxury. Cyrus took a sip of Jun's drink to taste and made a disgusted face, resulting in Jun holding his stomach with laughter.

"Too sweet," Cyrus complained and resumed drinking his coffee to wash away the taste. Niall, on the other hand, enjoyed the milk tea Jun prepared for him. He thought it wasn't too sweet but just right.

Another week passed in peace. Death, for once, was giving Jun a break and some space to breathe. Soon came the royal wedding between Van Windham and Skye Lennox. Jun invited his mother but she refused, asserting she didn't want to encounter that evil man, Marshal Linden.

At the royal estate, the reception was in full session. Young couples danced in the middle of the banquet hall and noble alphas strived to set up political marriages. Then there were people like Jun, who were there merely for the expensive food and to look pretty—er, handsome. Dressed in a simple light grey suit, with his wavy black hair and green eyes, he was the epitome of a young, charming aristocrat.

Niall nonchalantly fed Jun a piece of fruit. Because it was an important royal event, the reception was being broadcast live for the Empire to see, and this scene had been captured. Netizens were surprised to see the cold-faced General Atlas behave this way and shuddered at the image of that too gentle, doting smile. Rather than being appealing, it was a little creepy.

General Albert, too, was behaving outside his norm. Although General Albert had an approachable aura and appearance on the surface, in reality, he was colder than General Atlas, who could at least maintain a decent conversation even if he didn't like you or remembered your name. The General Albert of today was friendly and talkative. With his arm around Jun's waist, he conversed with people who wanted to win his favor but couldn't before.

"My baby is the best. He's so cute, sexy, and handsome, especially in bed when he lets out these little moans that just makes me so damn hard!"

The people who were trying to win General Albert's favor and everyone watching the broadcast: "... Nevermind, forget it."

Niall sneered at Cyrus and tugged Jun away from that perverted maniac. But the audience and reception attendees didn't miss that hand rubbing and patting Jun's ass before giving it a hard squeeze, General Atlas! Just who are you trying to fool? In the hearts of many, the images they had of the two serious and abstinent generals shattered forever.

Jun rolled his eyes at those two and everyone who saw this couldn't help but laugh and feel a bit of pity for the young man. Perhaps only he, the strongest omega, was capable of handling the two "strongest alphas."

At his seat, Skye Lennox was seething with jealousy and anger, incapable of basking in his wedding. That position Rain Linden held was meant to be his! The person on the receiving end of such affections should have been him! Such thoughts seized his mind throughout the reception, and he forgot that in the original plot, Niall Atlas and Cyrus Albert never behaved that way with Skye Lennox.

Van Windham glanced at Skye Lennox, noticing his negative moods and thoughts, and marveled if he had chosen the right partner. Then again, he wanted to be rid of Niall Atlas and Cyrus Albert, so Skye Lennox still had his uses. He was looking forward to the approaching show and gleefully watched Skye Lennox swallow down his entire drink.

Most of the reception attendees were alphas, some were omegas and a few were betas. As for the guards and security detail standing outside, they were all alphas. A few minutes later, a certain scent started spreading in the air, encompassing all of the banquet hall, and chaos ensued. For a dominant omega with 3S grade spirituality like Skye Lennox, his pheromones could drive any alpha below 3S spirituality mad with lust. Even Van Windham, who had taken an inhibitor, was finding it difficult to remain in control.

Although Skye Lennox wasn't made aware of Van Windham's plan, he didn't react negatively and grinned instead. All around him alphas were looking for an omega to vent their desire on. As for the omegas, they were huddled together in a small section. Most were marked and if they were done by an alpha other than the one whose mark they bore, their bodies would undergo rejection, which would be detrimental to their fertility and overall health.

Only three people remained unaffected, watching the event with various reactions. Although he understood it was beyond their control, Jun was disgusted by the alphas and felt sympathy for the omegas.

|Host! Side Mission activated! Protect the omegas from being attacked!|

|I was just about to step in. Nice to have a bonus for my good deed.|

As for Cyrus, whose spirituality recently rose from 2S to 3S, he was staring daggers at Van Windham and Skye Lennox. Due to his upgraded 4S physique, it was unlikely anything would happen to Jun today, but if it did they were dead. Niall,  whose spirituality had jumped two grades from 2S to 4S appeared the worst.

His nose scrunched up as he covered it with his hand. "What's with this stench?"

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A/N: The next chapter is the last of this arc... 🤔 It will be posted regularly on Thursday.