Interstellar: Conquering Crazy Commanders with Food

Chapter 155 All Cassius Family Members
Donahue, who found nothing, also came back, saw her and Jones sitting beside the corpse, and stretched out his hand to pull them up.

"You seem to be more unlucky than me." He observed the corpse and frowned.

Claire: "We should go to the wheelhouse and ask if the ship can move on."

Shortly after passenger ships and planes left the burning ship, a massive explosion was taking place in front of the dim, abandoned star.

Back to the main star is a night.

The wind gusted and the rain continued.

A large number of guards were stationed at the home port, and all the survivors on the passenger ship were gathered for inspection, and there were only two endings waiting for them.

Healthy release or death sentence.

Claire came out of the medical cabin, got the report of being healthy and free of worm egg implantation and sent it to Cassius as soon as possible, and then got into the car with Jones to the barracks.

She did not come home, and Cassius felt that nowhere was safe now, and he wanted her to live in the barracks until his return.

After resting all night, Claire checked the star network and found that there was no mention of the plague, and the news was completely blocked.

The current hot discussion is about the renewal of the expiring peace agreement.

It has been less than a week since the start of the negotiations.

Claire remembered that Cassius was the person in charge of escorting the nobles to the negotiation point, and now he was still on Munger, so he didn't know if he could make it.

"Claire, Madam Laura invited you to dinner today." Jones walked into the bedroom.

Claire turned her head and found that the damaged rubber skin on his face had been mended.

She picked up a jacket and put it on her body, "Let's go."

"I don't suggest you go." Jones walked to her side. "You should stay in the barracks."

"Always meet all of Cassius' family members, they are not so stupid to hurt me at this time."

Just as Claire walked downstairs, a team of six was already waiting at the door.

Looking at her puzzled eyes, Jones explained: "To ensure your safety, the commander has assigned a team for you alone."

Claire felt warm in her heart, "Let's go."

As a duchess, Lola's home is as luxurious as a castle.

In the area where the nobles lived alone, many precious flowers and plants were planted. The willows and willows by the lake were full of flowers, and there was a fragrance in the air.

The price of caring for a fruit tree is already extremely high, and Claire couldn't figure out how much the plants in front of her would cost.

She got out of the car, walked across the wooden bridge, jumped over the sparkling lake, and came to a four-story single-family house.

The arch in front of the door is covered with flowers, and the mechanical servants have been waiting for a long time.

"Mrs. Claire." She made a request.

Claire only brought Jones in.

Passing through the arches hung with old-fashioned crystal lamps, looking at some famous paintings on the walls on both sides, she understood where Cassius' unique classical aesthetics came from.

A long table enough to accommodate ten people is placed in the dining room. The oldest candlestick is used for lighting, and the indoor candlelight flickers.

A genuine classic aristocratic look.

There were four people sitting there at the main seat, Laura, her husband, and her two sons. They were all in formal attire, and compared to her who was wearing a jacket, they looked much more frivolous.

After checking some superficial background information on the way, Claire can barely recognize the person.

Except for Laura who was familiar, she had never met the Duke before.

She hadn't seen them even at her wedding to Cassius.

The leading middle-aged man in a black suit was the Duke of Chur. He raised his hand expressionlessly, with contempt and dissatisfaction flashing in his eyes, "Sit down."

Claire, who caught her eyes, sat down beside Mrs. Laura, and her tone suddenly became a little flat: "Is there something wrong?"

Her attitude made Kur frowned slightly, and ordered: "I want you to do something."

Claire opened the cover of the dinner plate in front of her. It was a very formal steak, which was much better than the meal replacement pills she expected. She slowly picked up the knife to cut the meat, "I only do things for my husband."

Mrs. Laura warned: "Claire, don't think that you can be disrespectful just because you are Cassius' wife."

Her lack of table manners displeased members of the family.

"Elder?" Claire glanced at the Duke of Kur, and said mockingly: "Why are you talking about elders if you didn't come to our wedding? Why do you ask me to do things as soon as we meet?"

The duke didn't like her from the moment she entered the door. She really hated the contemptuous attitude of the superiors, although this is very common in the aristocratic circle.

Opposite her, two tall, handsome men narrowed their eyes dangerously.

"Watch your attitude, human."

Well, now she doesn't even have a name.

Claire dropped the knife and stood up directly, condescending and indifferently said: "I thought I was called here to meet my new family member, but it seems I was wrong."

She backed away from her chair and turned to leave.

"The peace agreement will be renewed a week later. You must prevent Cassius from launching a war." Kuer's thick and indifferent voice filled the spacious restaurant.

Clareton stopped, turned his head and narrowed his eyes, "War? I thought he was just escorting the nobles to sign the agreement."

Kur's face flickered under the candlelight, but the darkness in those eyes was somewhat similar to that of Cassius, "The agreement is set at Walkley, the human site that wiped out his entire family, I don't believe it. It's a coincidence."

Claire knew about Cassius' past before, her heart sank, and she said calmly: "I don't understand, the commander has always loved peace and cared about the orcs. Now that the plague is coming, he is launching a war on the human territory No one benefits."

"He's been a beast since he was a kid, and he doesn't care about peace."

Kuer stood up slowly, did not praise his adopted son at all, and only said in a cold voice: "My patience is limited, he did everything possible to win this noble escort opportunity, do you think I don't understand, he will ruin Our family."

"Then you should communicate with him, what's the use of talking to me?" Claire still looked reticent.

"You are his lover." Madam Laura turned to look at her without saying a word, "You can change him."

"You are his family." Claire looked a little cold, she found that the word family seemed so cold here.

"You have to do this! He will ruin this family and ruin the peace of the race." One of Kuhl's sons also stood up, staring at her with an unkind expression.

This is really not a begging attitude.

"As a lover, I prevent him from leading troops to avenge his people?" Claire smiled lightly, and she spread her hands innocently: "Of course this is a joke. I don't believe the commander would do this. As family members, you should I believe he will not harm your interests and the interests of the country."

(End of this chapter)