The Number One Star in the Interstellar Era

Chapter 45 - WULFRIC’S DECISION

EVERYTHING was just exactly how Edmund described it. From his sudden lost of consciousness to Aster begging for their lives.

”Please, s-sir. W-we didnʼt put anything on the food we s-served you. Please, donʼt blame us. I b-beg you. Please, believe me. W-we really didnʼt. We have n-no intention of h-hurting His Highness. We could n-never do something like that! P-please… please, donʼt punish my family. Pl-please… please donʼt kill us!”

Aster shouted those words as tears flew down from those black eyes. Those eyes as dark as the night sky.

Wulfric suddenly couldnʼt move. His whole body just froze up. He couldnʼt remove his gaze from the screen. At the image of Aster whose tears continued to flow down. At his tear-stricken face filled with fear. His whole body was trembling. As if he couldnʼt maintain the fear that was currently coursing through his veins. Even on the screen, that fear was very palpable.

He could tell that that fear was real. Aster was indeed ʼscared out of his witsʼ as Hildred described earlier. He was truly afraid that they would blame his family for what happened to Wulfric. And because of that, they would be killed.

Something again clenched at his heart at that realization. And then a dry laugh escaped his mouth.

[So, this was how you see me, huh, Twinkle?]

A thoughtless murderer that would kill at the smallest of trigger. Like accidentally ʼfalling asleepʼ at someone elseʼs house. An unknown anger suddenly filled him. It was so strong that he could feel his whole body heating up uncontrollably. Itʼs like he was about to explode.

He wanted to destroy everything. To go back at planet Delryria and shook Asterʼs shoulder until he could put some sense into him. To shout at him that he wasnʼt like that. That he wouldnʼt kill his family just because of something so small. That he wasnʼt a monster.

At the same time, a great sense of disappointment flooded into him. Aster was just the same as the others. He would cower in fear in his presence, scared at what he could do to him. In his opinion, he was probably just a lunatic who would go off at any second. Wulfric couldnʼt even remember the thing that he found unique about him. The thing made him truly interested.

Itʼs like everything just existed in his own imagination. And the other just more than gladly broke his perception.

He looked again at the virtual screen in front of him. The image of Asterʼs face full of tears was currently frozen.

A small part of him wanted to think that he was just acting. That it was all part of some kind of ploy. But then he also realized that if that was indeed the case, then thereʼs only one meaning behind his actions. He was doing it on purpose to force Wulfric to lose interest in him.

If that was the case, then itʼs no better. It meant that he had no qualms acting like some weakly coward just so he could push him away. That his dignity was not the least bit important in the face of Wulfricʼs unwanted attention. That he was willing to beg just so he would leave him alone.

Which directly pointed to one thing – he doesnʼt like him. Maybe he even hated him. He didnʼt like the interest that he was showing towards him. To the point that he would act like that just so he could make sure that he would leave their home without any qualms. That after that, he wouldnʼt continue bothering them. That he would no longer pester him again. Because in his opinion, thatʼs just how he was. A pest.

Wulfric suddenly didnʼt know how to react. Whether Aster thought of him as a monster or whether he considered him as a pest, it only really pointed out to one thing.

The fact that he didnʼt want to have anything to do with him.

He closed the video that Edmund sent to him. The image of Aster crying finally disappeared. But he knew that that image was now etched into his mind. It would probably haunt him from time to time. That was, if he let it. And no, he wouldnʼt let it.

He closed his eyes tightly and took a deep breathe.

When he opened his eyes, all the violence and coldness in it already disappeared. It now returned to the usual calm indifference with a hint of a crazy glint.

He then walked to his bathroom and took a shower. After that, he dressed in his white military uniform. He didnʼt fully button it. Making him look sloppy. Then he walked out of the room and went straight to the control area.

Leland was startled when he saw the prince. Then he frowned. Because he noticed that even though the other looked back to normal, thereʼs still something different. Something that he couldnʼt exactly point out.

”Your Highness, are you feeling alright now?” he asked in a careful voice.

Wulfric didnʼt glance at his lieutenant. He didnʼt even bother to answer his question. He said instead, ”Set the coordinates to the capital.”

Leland let out a sigh of relief when he heard that. He thought that it would take quite a while before he could convince the prince to return to the capital.

”Yes, Your Highness!” he quickly said before the other changed his mind.

Wulfric looked out of the vast dark space. Aster didnʼt want him to bother him? Fine. He would do it. Forcing himself on the life of someone who so obviously disliked him was just another level of pathetic. He still had some pride left in him after all.

He was a freaking prince! A great general. And the only one in the whole Empire who had a double SSS level qualification. Why would he be so hung up on some kid living at a second-rate planet?

From now on he would erase his encounter with Aster- no, with Astrid whatever his surname was. It would be as if he had never met him. Thatʼs right. Thatʼs what he would do.

But despite that decision, a small corner of his heart was shouting that he couldnʼt do it. Of course, Wulfric just simply ignored it.