Dragon Raja 5; Chapter 190: For Your Majesty (5)

Dragon Raja 5

Caesar asked them all to wear retro white dresses to create a religious feeling of mass music, but when it came to the climax, the girls would take out the hidden electronic instruments from their long skirts and sing and dance wildly, they were simply a group of little devils.

Caesar took them to perform at the Vienna State Opera and also performed on the streets of Paris. He rolled on the ground laughing when he read the reviews from music critics who accused them of desecrating the music hall.

The reason for the breakup was as Abbas said, the harem was not divided evenly, and they could not decide who his majesty belonged to. The girl who danced best, sang best, and was the most beautiful girl all thought that they should naturally be Caesar’s girlfriend.

The flute player later went to the Juilliard School for further studies and is now a young artist who often appears on magazine covers. Last month, she sent Caesar tickets for her solo concert. Caesar just sent her a greeting card in return with a photo of him and Nono inside.

He was no longer the rebellious boy he used to be. Even if he goes to listen to the girl’s performance, he will choose to listen quietly in a corner where no one will notice him. He will not go on stage to give her flowers or even say hello.

“I actually wanted to join that band just to have fun with everyone,” Abbas said. “Otherwise, I’d be alone and feel a bit lonely.”

“Are you the kind of person who is afraid of being alone?” Caesar teased.

How could Abbas be afraid of loneliness? He was a warrior, a tiger in the jungle. For such a person, loneliness was a breath of pride.

“I’m just used to it.” Abbas smiled.

Caesar was stunned for a moment and nodded.

People who are used to being alone may not necessarily like being alone, just as people who are always noisy may not necessarily like being noisy. Caesar was a noisy person and Abbas was a lonely person, but this may not be their intention.

“Could it be that the reason you joined Cassel Academy is also to find people like you?” Caesar asked.

“No, mainly because they gave me the President’s Scholarship,” Abbas laughed. “I used the first month’s scholarship to buy a drum set.”

“Oh, by the way, Professor Schneider asked me to come to you. I think there’s something we need to discuss.” Caesar suddenly remembered that he hadn’t explained why he was there yet, so he quickly added, “A crew member said they saw you coming this way.”

This reason was obviously a bit far-fetched. The ship was so big and there were so many empty cabins on board. Even if someone happened to see Abbas passing by, at most they would know which area he was going to.

But just as Caesar was thinking about how to make this explanation more reasonable, the alarm on the entire ship sounded again.

The last time the Yamal sounded the alarm was because of an ice storm. What was going on this time? Caesar and Abbas looked out the window at the same time. The view from the sun room was good, but visibility in the blizzard was terrible. All they could see was a vast expanse of white.

“Everyone in all departments! Prepare for impact! Prepare for impact!” Russian-accented English echoed in every compartment of the ship.

That was the voice of the first mate, who must be in the steering gear at the stern. Almost immediately, the YAMAL suddenly accelerated and tilted, the 20,000-ton icebreaker attempting a motorboat-like turn. It was easy to imagine the first mate, desperately trying to control the ship’s turn from the steering gear, to avoid some unknown and undoubtedly enormous object.

A few seconds later, Caesar and Abbas saw the object. It was a large black ship, which was sliding along the ice surface under the push of the ice storm and heading straight towards the YAMAL!

The ship’s displacement was slightly smaller than the YAMAL’s, but it still appeared like a black iron wall when it came across. If visibility had been good, the YAMAL would have been able to change its course to avoid it, but it was hidden in the ice storm and had already glided directly in front of the YAMAL by the time it appeared on radar.

“Good heavens!” Caesar whispered.

When they boarded the ship, Rebalco used the Titanic as an example, saying that the Titanic tragedy would never happen to the Yamal because the Yamal was built to crash into icebergs. However, the giant ship capable of crashing into icebergs encountered a steel obstacle.

“Run!” Abbas yelled.

No matter how much the YAMAL changed its course, it could not avoid the ship that was approaching at high speed. After it turned, it faced the ship sideways. In less than half a minute, the side of the ship where the Sunshine Hall was located would collide with the ship.

It was not difficult to imagine the consequences of such a collision. Icebreakers have a hard bow but weak side armor. The hull structure on this side will collapse and all watertight compartments will be lost. The protrusions above the deck of the opposite ship – cranes, antennas, flagpoles – will also pierce into the cabin on this side of the YAMAL like a dense array of guns. Now we can only pray that the nuclear reactor will not be damaged.

Caesar and Abbas rushed out of the Sun Room almost side by side and ran wildly in the corridor.

The safest place is below the deck on the other side of the ship, where the hard hull can serve as a shield for them.

“Snow!” Abbas ran a few steps and suddenly stopped.

Caesar was stunned for a moment, then immediately understood.

Snow had been staying in the medical bay, and that plexiglass compartment had a locked door. Neither Rebalco nor Schneider wanted this young woman, whose origins were still unclear, wandering around the YAMAL. By now, everyone on this side of the ship would have followed Caesar and Abbas and taken shelter on the other side, except for Snow.

But Caesar didn’t even have time to think about whether it was too late to save the little girl, because Abbas had already jumped over the railing and the medical cabin was several floors below.

The nobleman’s moral standards would not allow Caesar to fall behind Abbas. He gritted his teeth, climbed over the railing and caught up with Abbas.

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Schneider rushed into the steering gear room with Finger. Rebalco had already arrived. The first mate controlled the steering wheel of the ship, but the final command was still in the hands of Rebalco.

Rebalco stood by the side window, looking at the rapidly approaching black ship with an aggressive look, as if it were his enemy.

“Power compartment! We need more power!” Rebalco yelled.

“The power output has exceeded the upper limit! The reactor may overheat at any time!” The first mate’s face was covered in cold sweat.

The YAMAL’s reactor was powerful, but they were currently surrounded by several meters of ice. Even at maximum power output, their speed was still not optimistic. Meanwhile, the other ship was gliding along the ice, and their speeds were simply incomparable.