Him and their stars

Suliuka King Brynhilt observed the flowers around him and determined that the ecological garden located within the general flagship "Vulcan Airan" was no longer his sacred tree based on its exquisite garden design. Under the palace.

If it were me, I would rather open two more canteens on the "Morning Angel". Thinking of this, Brünnhilt clicked his tongue twice strangely, and then sat down in the white jade pavilion in the middle of the lake in the garden.

"Calculate the time, it should start, right? Twenty-fourth uncle."

Miss Brunhilt's distant cousin, King Sorain, commander of the Imperial Expeditionary Fleet and commander-in-chief of the "Allied Forces" said: "Based on the information captured by Duke Sartolan when he cracked the Devil's Labyrinth, we can confirm that, The Snake Organization has colluded with the Predators. There should be thirteen-sided snake heads in that fortress, and even the Lord of Time is hiding nearby, observing secretly. We all know the roots of the Predators, even if they obtain the legacy of the Enlightened One, My occult background is also very limited, but those snakes are different. The very deep psychic beacons we have on the ship are not detectable by just Eero ants, but it does not mean that we can hide it from the snakes. Even if the snakes can Even if it is discovered, it may not be possible to solve it, but this does not stop them from doing other means."

"So, do you think the bait we arranged will be used by them in turn?"

"I'm 80% sure that they will definitely take advantage of their scheme." King Soren said with a smile: "But, Brynhilt, since this war has reached this scale, it is basically a clear card. In the final analysis, it still depends on How do you play your cards? Haha, I'll wait and see, many of us are waiting and watching."

"Twenty-fourth uncle, I know that you are actually a person who likes fishing. However, using an Ancient Saint level to fish is just that. Using a fifth-ring psyker to fish is too much, isn't it?"

"This was requested by Major General Sameta himself. What reason do I have to reject the desire of an imperial general and a senior Hoshimi officer to serve the country?"

Brynhilt said with a smile: "...it is impossible for the son of Major General Sametta to become the crown prince of the royal family of Soren. The Heraldry Academy has its own laws."

King Soren laughed heartily: "Hahahaha! I have no such hope. If he can't find his own way, Soren's crown is just a restraint for him. If he can find his own way, , there will always be what should be there. However, Brunhildt, we are busy with military affairs, and it is rare for us to get together alone. If we really want to, we should discuss some more important things."

The implication is that no matter the traces of the Ancient Saint-class ship, the third channel of the Predator, the safety of his lover Major General Sameta, or even this war, they are no longer "important" to him.

"Uncle Twenty-Four, I really can't let the officers and soldiers below see you like this." Brunhilt said: "Especially Major General Sameta."

"She knows, Brynhildr." King Thoren raised his glass: "Little girl, the so-called Dragon King must have someone who is willing to risk his life to follow you even though he knows you are treating him as a consumable. Be loyal!"

This generation of King Belial VI of Thoraine, who is exactly fifty years old this year, is at the peak stage of a man and a soldier who have achieved a perfect balance between spirit, physical fitness, wisdom and experience.

In fact, he is not a particularly tall and burly man. His size alone is intimidating. His appearance (according to the standards of the Chenxi royal family) is only average, but he has a tall and straight body and a majestic temperament. From the appearance, he is a very typical man of fortitude. Awesome, domineering image of a famous general. And he was indeed the first among this group of elected emperors to become a marshal.

Perhaps due to the times, King Thoraine has not fought any magical battles that will go down in history, but there has never been any mistakes in the battles that should be won. Generally speaking, in this relatively peaceful era, he can indeed be counted. He is one of the few famous generals in our time.

As a famous general, regardless of other things, he must have the advantages of being cool-headed, calm and steady. King Solane is naturally no exception.

The frontal attack in the past few days has indeed not gone well, but this does not seem to affect the good mood of the Imperial Army commander at all, and he still looks like he has everything under control.

He even ordered a table of delicacies to be placed in the white jade pavilion in the ecological dome garden of the general flagship "Vulcan Airan" to entertain his distant grandniece, another elected emperor in the imperial expedition fleet.

The main course is dragon fin steak grilled with blood vine wood, wine-braised young wild goose meat, smoked iron-backed hornbeam meat pie, overlord loach as the main ingredient and a thick soup made from eight kinds of seafood, and the side dishes are twelve The star map platter is made of fruits and vegetables, and the dessert is a gem tower made of twelve kinds of secret pastries.

The dishes don't look like many, but all the above-mentioned ingredients are high-quality products shipped from the empire. Even the high-end restaurants in Tianyu that are specially prepared for the upper-class people have difficulty preparing all these dishes.

King Soleyn himself is not the type who sleeps and sleeps with the low-minded soldiers, and he still takes his identity very seriously. As an elected emperor, although he was commanding an army in the "New Continent" more than two million light years away from the Milky Way, he was not prepared to sacrifice his quality of life.

In addition to the necessary ceremonial guards and security forces consistent with the status of an elected emperor, he also has a personal service group of officials, maids, and gardeners, numbering up to a hundred people. Twelve transport ships shuttle between the front line and private territory in batches all year round, just to transport everything he personally needs on the front line, including but not limited to high-end ingredients, fine wine, cigars, spices, health care products, etc.

In addition, King Soleyn himself is not as "disabled" as the dead King Slein, but he still has all the needs of a normal man.

Even though his only lover who gave birth to an illegitimate child was also serving in the army, the feudal king still brought eight maids. They were all young beauties with both talent and appearance, and both civil and military skills. They could serve as secretaries and bodyguards for the emperor. To serve his daily life, of course, it also has the most important function of attending to his bedtime.

...Of course, all the above expenses were paid out of his own pocket, so it would not bring any financial burden. In addition, the empire's system is here, and the national conditions are the three views. Ordinary officers and soldiers don't think there is anything wrong with an elected emperor being arrogant and licentious on the front line. As long as the command is not brought down, things are done fairly, and rewards and punishments are clear.

All in all, he was obviously a fifty-year-old uncle, but his life on the front line was much more refined than that of his guest today, his grand-niece from afar, a girl who was only twenty-four years old.

But in King Soleyn's view, they were the only two elected emperors in the entire army, and they should sit together occasionally and enjoy the superiority of being superiors alone.

Wouldn't it be nice to also discuss some "more important" topics?

Suliuka King Brunhilt looked at the dazzling array of palace dishes and couldn't help drooling a little in his heart, but he still wore a half-smiling expression and said in a sinister way: "Everyone is choosing the emperor... But, the twenty-fourth uncle Ah, how can I enjoy all this calmly on the front line like you?"

"It's very simple! Give up your ambition and just be a mediocre person." King Thoraine said.

Brunhilt didn't expect that the other party would actually answer like this, so he couldn't help but restrain his smile, picked up the crystal glass, and covered his expression with pure red wine.

"I'm really just a mediocre person. I'm only average as a general. I have to work hard and sleep hard to avoid making any big mistakes. Not to mention psychic abilities. I'm fifty years old this year, and I still haven't made any big mistakes. It’s only the fourth ring, and it’s estimated that after another twenty years of training, it’s impossible to be promoted to the next level… And you, Brynhilt, are you already at the fourth ring, right?”

Brunhilt put down his wine glass and stuck out his tongue: "Aha, did you notice? It only happened in the past two days."

"It is the privilege of a true dragon to advance through the mountains of corpses and sea of ​​blood on the battlefield!" King Solei couldn't help laughing: "I can't understand this realm. Today's status and strength are the pinnacle of life. In this case, Why not calm down and live up to the fine wine, food and beauty?”

"...I thought today was going to be a good day, but I didn't expect that my twenty-fourth uncle would come to persuade me to lie down!" Brynhilt was also happy.

"Then you underestimate me! Brynhilt, I am actually looking forward to seeing another scene from the throne." King Thoraine smiled and said: "But, I am not only the elected emperor, but also the generalissimo. I am one of the spear-bearers of the government. Others can stand in line, but I cannot. Do you understand?"

"I didn't come to you specifically to discuss this matter?" Brynhildr asked curiously.

"Well, isn't this a bit distressing?" King Solain said sheepishly: "After all, you are my deputy now, and your performance in this battle is seen by everyone. To be honest, you are getting more and more The more it looks like..."

"Emperor Ewenya?" Brynhilt was very happy.

"No...actually, it's more like when he was young today." King Solane cupped his fists and cupped his hands in the direction of the Milky Way. It was really hard for him to find the right direction.

Brunhilt suddenly shuddered when he thought about the scene where he occasionally went to Long Lin Palace for a short stay, and all he saw was a slovenly old man dragging himself to play online games with him.

"So, what do you want to say? You might as well speak more clearly." Brynhilt said that she hates the Riddler the most, which is probably why she particularly hates the white bear of the Berenkeist family. The reason for the furry fox.

"Admiral Farrell's follow-up fleet has arrived at the Iris Cross System on July 20." King Solane said: "Calculating the time, it should arrive here at the end of this month."

Brunhildt smiled: "Oh, the cannon fodder from each country has finally arrived! In fact, the cannon fodder should be assigned to this kind of hard-core work from the beginning. All the Imperial Guard Fleet has to do is harvest the last Just win."

"If this continues, it will indeed establish a glorious image of being victorious and undefeated. But if you don't have the experience to fight tough battles and suffer defeat, you will just be a loser. Don't you understand this?" Solei King En said.

"Yes, so the imperial army has died enough this time, and it is the turn of the cannon fodder of the vassal countries. Since they want to enjoy the favor and protection of the empire, they should also show some performance."

"That's the truth! The empire's favor shouldn't be free, it should even be slightly more expensive." King Soleyn smiled and said: "If you go further, you have to learn to control this yourself."

Brünnhilt shrugged: "But what if they think this price is too high? What if they think they don't have to pay this price and can go on without enjoying the favor of the empire?"

King Solain did not answer this time, but looked at the other party with a slightly scrutinizing look: "What books have you been reading recently?"

"It's no secret that I really like reading books that cannot be reviewed by the Ministry of Truth." Brunhildt smiled and said: "Uncle Twenty-Four, I didn't ask you, and you can't answer this one either."

King Soren knew that the other party was mocking him, but he did not feel angry at all. He continued: "In short, Admiral Farrell's reinforcements will arrive as planned. In addition to the armies of allies and princes, there is also the Palace of Wisdom. The scientific and technological force led by the Tiangong Institute is preparing to use this fortress to test new weapons..."

"Could it be...preparing to use the Colossus?" Brynhilt sneered.

"No, no, this fortress is the property of the empire!" King Solain said with a smile: "The smartest brains in the empire, such as the Wisdom Palace and Tiangongyuan, are coveting it."

We haven't taken down this fortress yet, have we? Isn't this the same as thinking about how to spend the winnings if you don't win the lottery? And, more importantly, we did not buy this lottery ticket ourselves.

"So, that old...ah, King Wilente is coming too?" Brynhilt continued to sneer.

As if King Soren couldn't see the expression on Brynhilt's face, he praised "You really understand" and said with a smile: "You all have your own strengths, and you are not a mediocre person like me." King Lunt also has experience in commanding troops, but more importantly, he is a talented scholar and military engineer. When he comes to the front line, he may be able to bring a new atmosphere."

Although Brunhild hated "that old dog", he had to admit it. But that's okay. If he doesn't come, I'm still worried that he will hide behind and do some harm. Thinking of this, Brunhilt smiled calmly, decided to act in a manner consistent with his age, and continued to hunker down at his desk and eat.

"Eat, eat, whatever you like." King Solain comforted him with a smile that showed no emotion.

Brunhild heard this and ate harder. Unfortunately, although Miss Xuanwang is also a foodie, her appetite is different from that of a certain protagonist who is not present. She only tasted a few bites of each dish before feeling full. She sighed silently, feeling that if the guy with the fourth-dimensional stomach bag were here, she could have three more bowls of rice just by watching the live mukbang.

In comparison, King Soleyn was a man in his prime after all, so his appetite was much better. Just as he said, food and wine are the only things he can't live up to. At this time, he was still competing with a dragon's wing steak that was as long as an adult's forearm.

Brunhildt could feel some urgent, even depressive emotions brewing.

Psychic strength is really important! She couldn't help but think that at least her sharp senses would make it easier for her to grasp people's hearts!

At this moment, King Solane's adjutant had hurried in, seemingly ready to whisper a few words.

"Just tell me." King Soren said.

The adjutant hesitated for a moment, then whispered: "Your Highness, Sir Weda from the DL33 galaxy sent a communication, Major General Rosa Aimeta... died for her country two hours ago!"

King Thoraine sighed sadly. Of course, it was just a sigh.

In Brunhilt's senses, the depression hidden behind the other person's face felt a little relieved.