【Ji Lai】【Romy】Far Star

Barbarossa needs an overhaul.Its sideboard lines have been knocked into a straight line, all 16 sideboard near-anti-aircraft guns on the left are scrapped, and the rear jet port has also been knocked crookedly. Leaning so much gives the illusion that it's about to swerve.

And after Falenheyt returned, Asguli also joined the ranks of major repairs-it was much more seriously injured than Barbarossa, one side of the bow that was separated like a clip handle was missing, and the main gun lens was almost melted , the entire ship's armor was burnt into a flowery black, and many places have been deformed. The 6 bullet holes are neatly arranged on the outer wall of the armor a little below the bridge position. If the opponent could raise the muzzle by 1 to 2 degrees or cause an explosion, then Reinhardt will do it now. The most important thing is not to greet his first-rank general and ask him how the battle is going, but to inspect his body to see him for the last time, or mourn him without seeing the body and just rely on imagination.

But this time Fahrenheit was just as magical as Gilfies.

Even though the flagship was ravaged and was so badly damaged that most people didn't quite understand how it managed to fly back, he himself reappeared in front of the emperor intact and without scratches, and brought the emperor a fair Good news - he completely wiped out the team led by Merkaz at the cost of 40 hours of hard fighting and 35% of the troops, and put an end to the legendary life of this old soldier.At the same time, several alliance generals also died at his hands, but they were undoubtedly less important than Merkaz.

When he even mentioned the death of General Mercaz, he acted very calmly, and he just stated what happened in a matter-of-fact manner throughout the whole process.

But Reinhardt felt uncomfortable.

Although he knew that all of this was taken for granted, perfectly normal and in line with logic and general ethics, he still had the feeling that he had made Farenhitter kill his respected and beloved elder.

He even had a little hope that this time Farrenheit and Merkaz were in collusion, cheating himself by feigning death, and secretly let the old general go.

But this is not possible.

The heavy loss of the league, the various details of the report and the performance of Fahrenheit show that everything is completely true.Now it is necessary for the military department to notify Merkaz's family of this matter, and start to consider whether to give them some pensions.

"Actually, I was in contact with General Mercaz after the war started," Farenheit told the emperor.

"Oh?" The emperor looked at him.

"General Mercaz thank you for your tolerance, and also admire your generosity."

"...Then did he say anything to you?"

Fahrenheit was silent for a while, and then showed a faint smile: "What else can it be. It's nothing more than 'thank you' and 'sorry'."

The emperor didn't want to talk about it anymore, at least he didn't want Farenheit to talk about it anymore.So he forcibly changed the subject: "I'm afraid it will be difficult for Asgard to complete the repairs in a short period of time. What do you plan to do during the period? Should you stay in Brun Hill or choose another flagship?"

In fact, the answer is self-evident. Of course, the general must have the mobility to leave the monarch and go to the battlefield.

"Let's choose another one, Your Majesty. As long as it can be handled temporarily." Fahrenheit replied.

However, given how much Fahrenheit is valued, it is impossible for him to be placed on a ship that can only be "temporarily handled"-the emperor's fleet has many new ships with high equipment, and finally His Majesty chose A ship named Bedwell was ordered to be used by Fahrenheit first, and Mr. General's entire staff team was brought on board almost immediately.

Then, at the suggestion of Shoutley, they diverted to a nearby small galaxy called Tenet, which was under the control of Midamea and had a large, high-level airport.If the conditions are right, Yasiguli will stay there for a long time until he recovers and goes to the blue sky.

Barbarossa could also do a rough fix there.And Brenhill, after being repeatedly blown up and covered his face many times, although the appearance is still perfect, it actually needs a thorough inspection.

Therefore, this time, the king of the universe, who has been insisting on floating in the starry sky, must put down his body and land on the ground.

Things were better for Barbarossa than expected.All it suffered was external damage. After rebuilding a small part of the side armor and the bow frame, and replacing it with a turret of the same type, as long as the engineers straightened the air vents for it, and the engine was plugged back to seal the bottom plate, it would be fine. , the entire project can be completed in 1 to 2 days.

Branhill is perfectly fine, not a single screw has loosened.The engineering department can use their time while the Barbarossa is being repaired, doing maintenance on it, cleaning it up and all that.

The situation in Asgouri was worse than expected.Many parts of it were melted at high temperature, and two engines were burned into magma, and the entire main frame may have to be replaced.And because its main gun is very expensive and technically sophisticated, the construction period is almost impossible to catch up-at least 9 months before Farrenheit may see his old buddy again, and if luck is not too bad At that time, the emperor's battle should have come to an end.

So the melancholy handsome man had to say good-bye to his personal fortress gun, and devote himself to participating in this holy war on Bedivere or any other ship.

At the same time, somewhat surprisingly, the airport's central building and attached hotel turned out to be unusually poor.

The internal affairs officers who had been strictly trained by the Imperial Household Ministry could not bear the emperor living in these buildings where the ceilings of the top rooms were still moldy, even for one night, because they suspected that the building might encounter If the wind exceeds level 5, it will immediately fall to the ground.

Forced into desperation, they set their sights on a more prosperous and normal urban area, and quickly used money to occupy the best hotel in the area for the emperor after connecting with the Imperial Army Command in charge.The hotel owner almost wept with joy. After all, as long as there is no terrorist organization to bomb the emperor, the business of renting out the venue is really a steady profit, not to mention the reputation and attractiveness it can bring in the later stage.

The emperor himself didn't care much.

Although he has been pampered and cared for like a glass vessel for a long time, he does still retain the ability to spend the night wearing a training uniform in an armored vehicle, and can quickly return to a wild state as long as he is released.

But he doesn't dislike having a better life.

Moreover, it is impossible for hotels and other places to have the luxury quality beyond the new Sanssouci Palace, so to him, everything can only be called simple, close to the people, not airy, peaceful and not delicate.

Gilfies is still satisfied with this foothold.The environment here is indeed superior. The emperor has been very tired recently, so it would be great if he could take the opportunity to take a rest.At the same time, this is not the original control area of ​​the Earth Cult, and the current control is also very strict, so there are few madmen and it is safe.

Even Gilfies thought of something else.

Before setting off, he brought back the emperor who was very generous and went out in uniform. With the cooperation of Amir, he asked him to wash his face again, change into a uniform, and picked out a few clothes that were so luxurious and beautiful that they could barely match him. The medal was put on him, his hair was combed again, and the details were sorted out. After everything was settled, he was allowed to leave Branhill and go to the hotel.

In fact, Reinhardt didn't understand why his lover, Mr., did this.

He still didn't understand even after he arrived at the hotel with all the attention. He went directly to the first floor through the special passage in the underground garage, and the occupying forces had already arranged security and security arrangements there. The attendants, who, along with Chisley's men, would escort him from the ground floor to his room on the top floor by elevator.Strictly speaking, he doesn't need to meet outsiders, so it seems unnecessary to deliberately dress up.

But when he walked to the elevator, Gilfies asked the emperor to wait for him.

"Where are you going?" The emperor looked at him, his expression showed that he was a little afraid of losing him.Others looked at him too.

Gilfies did not answer directly, but bowed his head to the emperor with a smile: "Please wait a moment, Your Majesty. You will understand soon."

Then he turned around and walked out of the elevator hall, and according to his general experience, he turned smoothly into the lobby outside.Then I saw the empty hall except for the guards, and the reporters who were far away from the double-glazed doors of the hall at the other end.

Soon the person in charge of the hall guard ran over.

It was a lieutenant about 30 years old, with a serious and capable face, he looked a bit similar to Kesla, giving people a very reliable impression.

"Your Highness." He stood up and saluted Gilfies, and the title he used showed that he recognized him smoothly—but this was a matter of course, after all, there was only one young marshal with red hair.

Gilfies returned the salute to him, and then asked him very politely: "Good evening, Mr. Lieutenant. Have all the reporters passed the security check?"

The lieutenant thought that the Grand Duke felt that these people were noisy or not safe enough, and he was dissatisfied with this.So he answered him right away: "I'm very sorry, Your Highness. They all passed, but it was indeed too noisy. I'll..."

"No." Gilfies stopped him, "Please let them in, we need to give them a chance to see His Majesty."

"You mean..."

Gilfies nodded.

The lieutenant was very clever and figured it out almost immediately.Even when Gilfies was walking back, he had already heard him start saying to his subordinates, "Everyone keep an eye on it, don't turn on the flash, otherwise it will be regarded as disrespectful."

Then Gilfies returned to the elevator hall, walked up to the emperor and bowed his hand.The emperor gave him his hand without hesitation at all, allowing him to hold his hand respectfully and lead himself to the outer hall.

Chisley, who hurriedly followed, heard the grand duke say to the emperor: "Perhaps you think this situation is weird, but I implore you not to hesitate to show yourself—after tonight, your light will overshadow all the soldiers on the battlefield." The flames of artillery fire further put pressure on the enemy."

The emperor looked at him curiously, as if he hadn't expected him to do this.But he also understood what the other party meant, so he adopted a submissive attitude.

In fact, logically speaking, it would be very strange to deliberately and simply show a person like this.But when this person was the emperor, this extremely awkward deliberation was so ignored—in fact, when Gilfies let go of the emperor's hand and let him enter the lobby first, the outside was blocked because reporters were being let in. The little noise that had been raised disappeared completely.And when the emperor got close enough, Gilfies was sure he heard the sound of heavy optical cameras falling to the marble floor, lens elements shattering, bouncing, and rolling around.

Then Reinhardt stayed there for about a minute, during which he returned the salute to the lieutenant, nodded gracefully to everyone present, and said "Welcome, Your Majesty" incoherently to a reporter who had almost completely lost his expression. Then smile at each other.

Seeing that it was almost done, Qisri came over and said something to him to remind him to retreat.So he turned and walked back, leaving his perfect back and that incomparable blond hair hanging down to his elbows to everyone present.Even after he was far away, the shutter sounded like a rainstorm.

Everyone understood that the emperor's appearance could not have been more successful.As long as these photos are disseminated, members of the Alliance and senior officials will not be able to win back the attention of the public even if they do 100 national tours.

"Will this really work?" After entering the room, after everyone except Gilfies had exited, Reinhard showed a funny expression, and at the same time fell on the bed in a very ugly way, spreading his hands He closed his eyes and lay still.

"Of course it works. In fact, you have never had a concept of your own power."

"...Actually, I'm not so clueless." Speaking of which, the emperor opened his eyes and looked at him, asking, "Do you remember that old guy?"

"Which one?"

"When I was a school officer, that viscount." The emperor raised his eyebrows at Gilfies meaningfully.

Gilfies remembered.

"I didn't understand it at the time, but now I understand it completely. If you didn't have the status of a sister, you would always protect me, and I would be raped by him more than 90% of the time. There are many similar people in the future, I haven’t told you about many of them, because they are relatively normal, and they didn’t intend to use violence to make me submit, but just wanted to coerce me or lure me to voluntarily sacrifice myself through benefits.”

"...Sorry, I don't want you to recall such a bad thing..."

At this moment, the emperor sat up and looked at Gilfies disapprovingly: "It's just a fact, there is nothing bad or bad, not to mention they didn't succeed. Now these people have been eliminated by the times, and if anyone still wants to There is a heavy price to be paid for doing this kind of thing. No one can do anything with power or wealth anymore—this is probably the best revenge we can have for them?"

Saying that, he held out his hand to Gilfies.The other party came over and held his hand, and the expression on his face showed that he was very emotional now.But the emperor immediately destroyed this feeling - because then he was very playful and suddenly pulled the other person towards himself.Afraid of bumping into him, Gilfies tried very hard to keep his balance, only to draw further stalking from Reinhardt.

For a moment, the room was filled with muffled laughter and chattering, irrational accusations.

In the end, Reinhard successfully pushed Gilfies flat on the bed, and then he loosened his arms and legs and lay down on him in an unruly way.

The emperor is not light, the bed is already a mess, and both of them are still wearing shoes.

But even so Gilfies didn't want to move.He just raised one hand to press the emperor's ribs to prevent him from slipping down, and then nodded slightly so that the side of his face was touching the top of the emperor's head.

Reinhard didn't seem to want to move anymore, because he didn't respond to Gilfies' movements, he just lay on him so heavily.

Then, they maintained this movement and fell asleep together.

When they woke up together again, the world outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows was completely silent, the traffic had dispersed, the neon lights were silent, and even the city lights seemed to have dimmed a little, because now the stars in the sky looked very clear bright.

In fact, because of the poor sleeping posture and the extremely low level of comfort of Jilfiais' unevenness underneath, the emperor only felt pain in his joints and numbness in one arm when he woke up.

But this didn't prevent him from suddenly having some kind of thought in his heart after he got off the other party's body.

Then, he asked Gilfies, who was struggling to sit up from the bed, holding his neck in pain: "Would you like to try?"

Gilfies watched him for a while, making sure he really meant that.

The current environment is really good, and the night view is also very romantic, which is really suitable for creating a sweet and lasting memory.

So after hesitating for a few seconds, Gilfies turned around and called AI, and ordered it to lock the door completely, and turn off the bright white headlights, making this room decorated with a lot of glass, full of simplicity, and composed of a large area The quiet and elegant room composed of off-white and black is completely immersed in the hazy light of the moon-like decorative sheepskin lamps.

After the emperor finished saying that, he was stunned, just sitting in his original position and watching Gilfies move in a daze.

Although Gilfies is not much better than him in essence, he is indeed more suitable for the role of guide.

He walked over, pulled the emperor up from the bed, lowered his head and began to undo his collar.And when his hand reached down to the emperor's chest, Reinhard also came back to his senses and began to imitate his movements to unbutton him.

There was no bloody passion to settle this time, so the two of them were very calm.Even if someone came to knock on the door now, Reinhardt could calmly stop what he was doing, pick up his clothes and put them on, and pull his mind out of the private domain and put it back on business.

But fortunately, this time there really was no accident.

Soon they broke free from all acquired shackles, and stood in front of each other very frankly.Then there were some intimate and gentle little gestures, although the meaning was already very direct, but it strangely calmed the emperor's heart, and made him recall their childhood in a vague way.

Even when Gilfies finally pushed him onto the bed, on top of him, Reinhardt didn't feel unknown or disturbed by what was about to happen.

He took everything for granted.

From the beginning of life, the other party is by my side.

He walked with him all the way, fearless of hardships and dangers, extremely brave, and tried his best to protect himself.

For a long time, Gilphiaes seemed like a gift from fate.But in the end, things turned around miraculously, and the extremely dull self suddenly realized that the other party was not a gift or gift, but a cunning trap from the god of love.

He couldn't love him more.This overwhelming emotion even gave Reinhardt the strange illusion that he actually knew him earlier than when they first met.

Before he even realized it, he had quietly come to his own life to meet him, take care of him, comfort him, and accompany him through the long years of growing up.

Even though his image is so changeable, Reinhardt can sense his presence and find courage in his love and companionship - he is the handsome knight in Anne Roger's bedtime story, the lonely childhood night outside the window The bright star waiting is the fragrance that envelopes the courtyard at dusk, the clear incarnation of the east wind, warmth and love in the ignorant memory, and the eternal key thread that runs through the past, present and future.

He spent 10 years waiting for him, and then spent more than 10 years tempering, testing, torturing and loving him. During this period, there were pure happiness and unforgettable regrets.And 15 years later, they finally came to this step, ushered in this perfect union, and were able to carve another extremely powerful trace in each other's soul.

very nice.

The emperor thought in a daze.

They were both perfect and had never been in contact with another man or woman, so even with mutual love and Vaseline at work, the emperor's discomfort could not be completely erased-even after a few shocks, he began to cry.

But he still understood that these were not tears caused by pure physical pain, but more of his emotions and gratitude.

So when Gilfies asked him "Does it hurt?" and planned to let him go, he entangled him hard to prevent him from escaping, and the reply was completely irrelevant.

"I'm so glad it's you..." He gritted his teeth and said in his ear tremblingly, while hugging Gilfies' sweaty body tightly.His undulating muscles are simply beautiful, and his skin is as smooth as satin.

These words made Gilfies slowly break away from his embrace and propped himself up.

For a moment, he just looked at Reinhardt, without moving or expressing anything.But soon he made up his mind and asked the emperor such a sentence: "Do you love me?"

This is probably one of the most asked questions of people in love.

The emperor smiled at him with tears in his eyes, and said, "It's come to this point, is it possible that I don't love you?"

But this answer didn't change Gilfies' expression.Then he asked: "How much love is that?"

Gilfies has never been the type of love brain with sticky pink dreams, so this sentence is somewhat unlikely to be a question he would ask.But asking questions undoubtedly means that the other party cares about his love, and the emperor will of course give him the answer with absolute certainty.

"...I love you so much. You can't even imagine how much you can love so much." The emperor told him as he raised his hand to stroke his shoulder and chest.His look and smile told him he was telling the truth, and the love was already pouring out of his big blue eyes, drowning out everything else that night.

Finally, Gilfies nodded.

Without saying anything, he leaned down and kissed the Emperor.At the same time, he was no longer so cautious, but began to let himself enjoy the other party's perfect body and innocent reaction.

It took a little while, and Reinhardt began to get used to it, and everything gradually got better.

After the first time, they went to the bathroom together, only to have the second time after washing up and getting ready to rest.

And this time, the emperor finally tasted the feeling of seeing heaven without dying.