The Empire Is About to Collapse, and the Strongest Sentinels Are All in My Team

[Emotional flow] Imperial calendar year 328, whistle direction ratio 1:1000 Extreme control, extreme distribution, putting the interests of the planet first in everything, including gene continuation. In the legion, the top sentry in his prime was euthanized. The reason: without a guide, he could not be treated. When he opened his eyes again, he returned to the college's treatment room and saw his young lover, Mars, a senior guide from a noble family. Everything is calm in the college, and there are still 50 years left before the extremely imbalanced sentry-to-direction ratio, invasion of insects and beasts, and constant war. This time ——He will never let his lover die tragically at the hands of other sentries. Facing the olive branch offered by the strongest legion, August had only one request: all members to join. [Secret Love-Sweet Pet] August x Mars The treasure of the nobles? Sorry, it's in my hands too. [Qiangqiang] Hill × Edmund Your level of courtship... With all due respect, surprises me as much as your mental body, Mr. Sentinel? [Compulsion-Secret Love-Nurture] Martin × Charles I also expected the guide to be so sweet to me! --Oh? Big, big birds can also lean on people... [Sweet Pet-Shadow] John×Robert Ordinary people pass by the whole world like this Purpose: The wish is world peace