The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Chapter 3118: A Tragic Young Man

Ever since he had a crush, little Feiton had been in a daze, sometimes even giggling in his sleep.

He didn't care about the ridicule from others, believing that his efforts would definitely move her.

But Hayes wasn't optimistic. He had inquired and learned that Onila seemed to come from a wealthy merchant family in the Nason star system, someone completely from a different class than little Feiton. Could such a girl possibly be interested in a big-headed medic?

"Ah, this is so beautiful, it must be very valuable, right?"

During their conversation, Hayes noticed that she was wearing several beautiful gemstone rings on her hand. He seemed to have seen these things before. Some of them were things that little Feiton had picked up in the war zone, and others he might have exchanged with others for spoils of war.

Little Feiton had a keen eye. Under Hayes' guidance, he could often pick out those high-value little items in the war zone. Hayes had told him many times to take good care of them, not to spend them recklessly or gamble them away, and not to sell them to those peddlers casually, as they would definitely suppress the price. These were all things that had been exchanged for his life.

"Only the best headdress is worthy of Onila's beautiful hair!"

Looking at little Feiton's face, his soul almost flying away with her smile, Hayes shook his head helplessly.

"Then, then thank you, Brother Feiton~"

"Bro, Brother..."

Little Feiton's face turned red at this address, not at all like a battle-hardened "veteran."

Onila had already picked up the headdress in the box. After examining it carefully, she took off her nun's veil and tilted her head to hang it on her updo.

"Is it pretty?"

"Pretty! Pretty! You are the most beautiful!"

Little Feiton nodded vigorously, then handed over the flowers with both hands.

"Onila, I booked a seat at the most famous 'White Tower Restaurant' in the city, and I'd like to invite you—"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a burst of urgent braking.

Hayes immediately turned to the side of the tent to see who was coming.

He saw a slender silver car parked at the entrance. Hayes was immediately taken aback. This kind of vehicle was not ordinary. Only high-ranking priests in the Cardinal world were qualified to buy and use it. It was produced by the neighboring forge worlds, such as Zhao-Akada, and was very expensive. Although the upper echelons of the Imperial Cult often preached about staying away from luxury goods and enjoyment, as well as overly complex machinery, this did not prevent high-ranking priests from using them critically.

After the rear door opened, a tall, handsome young military officer in a neat military uniform and overcoat stepped out. Hayes was immediately surprised. The other party looked only a little older than little Feiton, but was already a major!

And looking at the insignia on his chest, he was a major in an armored unit of Pushtiban!

What concept was this?

The only thing Hayes could think of was the so-called "Nason Faction". This was a faction circulating in the army, referring to the descendants of the auxiliary troops and servants who first followed the Astartes Knights Chapter to the Nason star system. They had a very strong influence and a strong network of relationships in the army, so their promotion speed was also particularly fast.

But even so, looking at this person's posture, his background in the "Nason Faction" was probably very large. You must know that Pushtiban itself was an elite, and the armored units in Pushtiban were even more elite. They might not even be using ordinary tanks, but super-heavy tanks. This kind of unit was often only served by very senior officers, but this person was so young, he was likely from a military family, with successive meritorious deeds starting from his ancestors.

Seeing this young major, Onila's originally faint smile suddenly bloomed into a flower-like smile, and then she came to the other party like a little deer and spun around.

"Is it pretty?"

The officer glanced at the headdress on her head and nodded slightly.

"It's okay, a little taste, much better than the last thing that could only be thrown in the trash."

Hearing this, little Feiton's face suddenly stiffened, as if he had thought of something.

At this time, the officer reached out and adjusted the position of the headdress, then glanced at little Feiton. He didn't say anything, but it seemed like he said everything. Then he said to Onila again:

"Uncle is preparing to hold a small family banquet on the ship. He didn't invite too many people. Come with me."

The words were simple, but Onila's pretty face was first surprised, and then revealed a heartfelt joyful smile, and almost overflowing happiness.

"Really? That's great! I... I haven't made any preparations."

"It's still early, I'll take you to buy some dresses."

"That's great, let's go!"

Saying that, she took his arm, and then waved to the already petrified little Feiton.

"Sorry, that's all for today. If there's a chance in the future, I'll invite you to the engagement banquet!"

Then the two got into the car, and before closing the door, two sentences floated out.

"You're like this to a grunt? What status does he have to attend our engagement banquet?"

"Hmph! Who told you to always say you're busy and unwilling to accompany me? Can't I just tease him? I'm going to stay at your place tonight, don't even think about escaping this time..."

When the car sped away, little Feiton's heart, like the bouquet in his hand, scattered all over the ground.

After being stunned for a long time, he glanced at the bouquet on the ground, suddenly sniffed, and then slowly turned around.

As a result, as soon as he looked up, he saw Hayes' face of disappointment.

"Feiton!"

Hayes poked the other party's forehead hard with his finger.

"How can you be so unpromising! Shameful!"

Little Feiton looked at Hayes blankly, his mouth trembling, and suddenly hugged the other party, then burst into tears.

"Uncle! How can she treat me like this! Waaaa—I—I gave her my heart and soul! Wuwuwu—I really like her so much—"

Hayes could only sigh and shake his head, and occasionally passers-by saw a big man hugging another man and crying, and cast suspicious glances.

After a while, little Feiton's crying stopped. Hayes pushed the other party away, then took out a crumpled towel from his pocket.

"Wipe your face, what's wrong with you! You didn't even cry when you used a knife to cut the flesh-eating beetle out of your shoulder! A woman made you cry like this! Aren't you ashamed! If the others in the regiment see it, I won't have any place to put my old face!"

Little Feiton rubbed his face hard with the towel, then said with a grievance:

"I'm sad, Uncle, haven't I been good enough to her? I gave her all the valuable things on my hands..."

Hayes glared at the other party and poked his shoulder with his hand.

"My God Emperor, save this child! Was your brain eaten by Tyranid beetles? My little Feiton, little cutie, this Onila looks like a young lady raised in a privileged family. Your monthly allowance is only 200 yuan after risking your life for a month. Do you really think you can afford such a flamboyant girlfriend? Huh? You're not even a sergeant now. Look at this place, who comes here? The medical sisters choose girls who are from clean families and are beautiful and lively. How rare are such girls in a pile of men? Don't you know? So many young officers, won't they pursue her? What do you rely on? Rely on you killing a few warrior bugs? Or rely on you eating two more ration bars than others?"

Adding an extra chapter for the Mid-Autumn Festival~