glass lover

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"You may not be happy to say that, but at that time, I really felt that it was a mistake for His Majesty to reuse him. Not only did I think so, but many of my colleagues also thought so." Murat said after a long silence, " It's not that I don't want to acknowledge his abilities, I just don't like the way he does."

"Don't say that. I don't mean to defend him. Although, in that position, it's not easy to make a decision." Although she tried to give a rational answer, Murat could see that Ma Gretel hated the Westerrant incident very much, both intellectually and emotionally.Not just because of pure compassion, nor because this matter damaged the image of her lover in her heart.

"Your Majesty is the one who makes the decision." Murat, who didn't want to say anything against his will, thought about it for a long time, and felt that this sentence was the most reasonable.

If there was no such thing at that time, how long could we support at the front line?Left and right are slaughtering their own compatriots, and there is Lidian Ladd watching over the country, as long as both sides are hurt, they can reap the benefits.As for the death of Commander Gilfies, it cannot be confused with Westerland.However, resentment is usually not accompanied by sharp observation and judgment.It was completely natural for these to be mixed and projected onto the chief of staff at the time.

Marguerite seemed reluctant to dwell on the matter, and neither did Murat.They quickly changed the subject, and Murat asked Marguerite how her brother met Elaine.

"They've only been married for three years." Hearing the unspoken question, Margaret answered cautiously.Elaine moved to Feisha in the fifth year of the New Empire. At that time, she opened a coffee shop in an alley near the Ministry of Military Affairs, and met Rainer, who was obsessed with coffee.After two years of dating, after many twists and turns, the two got married.

"Wait! Which cafe are you talking about? The alley next to the Ministry of Military Affairs?"

Marguerite looked at Murat on the screen and laughed.

"Eileen has been running a cafe there until now, No. 52, Lane [-]."

Murat thought it was funny how flustered she was.The purpose of going to the Ministry of Military Affairs is to do business. He is not like ordinary soldiers who will leisurely wander around the alleys near the Ministry of Military Affairs after work. It is natural not to know.He straightened his expression, and asked Margaret who covered her mouth and smiled on the other end of the phone:

"Then, when did you come to Feiza?"

"Me? I came with my colleagues from the Ministry of Industry. At that time, Millhasen and I had just joined the design group of Lion Spring."

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I came to Phesar at the end of the first year of the New Imperial Calendar.The first interstellar voyage in life is not as chic and pleasant as imagined.The after-effects of the wap jump gave me a fever for two days, but luckily it was only the first wap jump.In the following voyages, I gradually adapted to this way of sailing.

Fraser is really not a pleasant place to be.Although there are active commercial activities, there is no deep human touch.However, no one allows me to live a leisurely life here, especially my immediate boss, Secretary of the Ministry of Industry Bruno.Feng.Silva Bercy.

The design proposal and model of the Lion Spring was submitted in early April of the following year.As soon as the entire design team moved from Odin to Fisher, it had to adapt to work immediately before adapting to life.

Silva Bercy is not sitting in his high position watching us get busy, on the contrary, he has been personally involved in the conception and creation of Lion Spring.I can feel his strong ambition to build a new imperial capital.Although some people criticized him for being arrogant or too ambitious, I still admire this boss who is first-class in both vision and execution.I was recommended by him to join the Odin Institute of Architecture. Because of this relationship, I was recruited into the Ministry of Industry and Construction Bureau. I always thought that this was a good opportunity that I could never dream of.

It's a pity that his wish could not be fulfilled in person.

In the spring of the following year, that is, at the beginning of April of the second year of the New Imperial Calendar, the design team completed the design proposal as scheduled.An important piece of news at this time is that Emperor Reinhardt's personal conquest of the Iserlohn Corridor has already set off.

"... mobilizing almost all the troops in the entire empire just to attack Yang Weili alone... I can't see the significance of such a move to the newly born Luo Chenglan Dynasty. As a soldier, I must obey orders, However, I sincerely look forward to the day when peace comes, so that I can reunite with you. May your work in Feisha go well, and the building of the country will depend on people like you in the future."

This is the letter Reiner wrote to me at the time.I could sense that he was getting tired of fighting like this.However, it seems that the whole society is immersed in the glorious atmosphere of the emperor's personal conquest to promote the country's prestige.

"Look, how touching the sight is."

I stood by the window of the apartment, watching the marching troops on the street, Millhassen patted me from behind unexpectedly, and handed me a cup of hot tea.He said something with a half-smile.

"The Free Planets Alliance was destroyed at the beginning of the year, and we have not yet returned to the capital to stabilize the hearts of the people, so we will continue to head towards Iserlohn."

"How far is the distance between Heinesen and Odin! Such a distance will make people impatient."

"Homesick?" Millhasson asked me.

"Hmm." I replied noncommittally.

"When you heard that you were coming, you were so excited." He tilted his head and looked out the window, "I know you still can't forget him, don't you? Stay away from Odin so that you can forget him."

"It's been three years. In these three years, the world has changed so much!" I didn't know whether to tell it to myself or to him, but I actually felt that there was some admiration in my words.The opposite of admiration is sentimentality.

On April NO.18, I temporarily received an invitation letter, saying that I would attend a banquet held by the acting governor of Feisha Bordek in his official residence, but I didn't know what the purpose of this banquet was.Originally Millhasen was also invited to go together, but he suddenly caught a cold and developed a fever.

"Please go and have fun instead of me." Milhasen lying on the hospital bed said to me with a wry smile.

"You know that I hate this kind of gathering of high-ranking officials and dignitaries the most, so what are you talking about?"

But because Silva Bercy is also going to attend, I can't refuse, because I don't have time to dress up, so I have to put on the only black dress I brought from Odin and go to the official residence of Bordek for the banquet .

It was [-]:[-] when I stepped into the dinner venue.The time on the invitation is seven o'clock.However, many people have already arrived at the venue first.The golden lion flags are arranged in the banquet hall, deliberately expressing gorgeousness and richness, but I think it is a bit tacky and ridiculous.

Compared to the other ladies present, my attire was really lackluster.A long black dress made of silk and satin, paired with black high-heeled shoes with velvet uppers, without any dazzling jewelry, looks very gloomy.I made up my mind not to talk to too many people, and planned to leave early if Silva Bercy saw I was coming.

There are some fruits on the table, many of which I have never seen before, and I think they may be a specialty of Feisha.One of them, something like a melon, caught my interest.I went over to put a piece on my little plate, and suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I saw that Silva Bercy had arrived.I quickly put down the plate and walked over to say hello to him.

"Miss Rabeinette, why are you dressed so virtuously today? Your hair is already very black, yet you still dress so black..."

He seemed to have forgotten that this was a public banquet, and told me without reservation.And, somehow, I don't really hate it.Silva Bercy greeted me and took my seat.I went back to the table, picked up the plate, and tasted the melon.At this time I noticed that there were many senior officers walking around.

...Could it be a dinner for the military?I wondered what might be the reason, and ate the melon on the plate.This melon is very juicy and sweet, but I can't tell why it tastes weird.I shook my head, thinking that the world is so big that there are all kinds of strange things.But my stomach didn't appreciate it. After about 2 minutes, a strong sour taste rushed up from my throat.

I panicked to find the restroom.I spotted a very inconspicuous door behind a clump of plants in the corner of the venue, walked over quickly, and opened the door.There was indeed a bathroom behind that door, but it was actually a dark stairwell.I couldn't control that much, I rushed in and threw up on the sink.

After rinsing my mouth after vomiting, I realized that this room is a men's toilet.I wanted to say that I should be fine after vomiting like this, but I started to feel dizzy and my stomach was also aching.I walked out of the bathroom and sat down on the stairs.The light in the stairwell is very dim, and it is impossible to see whether the stairs are clean. I don’t want to worry about whether the dress will be wrinkled or the skirt will be dirty, because I am so dizzy that I can’t stand up.

With his head buried in the crook of his arms, he took a few deep breaths and endured the churning between his chest and abdomen.The door of the stairwell opened and closed, and a crisp sound of footsteps approached and stopped in front of me. I thought it was a hallucination.

What catches my eyes is a pair of black leather shoes that have been polished spotlessly, and black trousers with two straight trouser lines.I managed to raise my eyes again. The belt on the top of the trousers had the imperial military emblem on it. It was made of silver-white metal, and it reflected a dazzling and headache-inducing light in this dim place.

The top is also black, with silver and white embroidery.From the style of the embroidery, I recognized the rank of the man in front of me.There is also a gray satin cloak on his shoulders, and he is trying his best to boast to everyone who sees the glorious martial arts and lofty status that this military uniform symbolizes.

The man was dressed in such a way that I couldn't keep my eyes open.An inexplicable sense of disgust arises spontaneously, and I don't even want to keep looking up to see who is so gorgeously dressed.

"Margaret."

It was a voice I was so familiar with that I couldn't be more familiar with it.But compared with the memory, it became lower and darker.I raised my head, and barely saw his face in my wobbly field of vision.

"Mr Oberstein."

My eyes widened in surprise.Deep tiredness and vicissitudes are engraved on his face.He is obviously less than 40 years old, but his body is much older than his age.It was also the silence of not speaking, the calm temperament of his youth in the past had disappeared, on the contrary, it was a kind of vigilance and uneasiness that was always on alert.

It seems that something is wriggling in my heart.Three years, three years gone, why did you become like this?The small squirm immediately turned into a fierce cry, hitting me again and again.

I struggled to stand up.He hesitated, reaching out his hand to help me.The moment my fingers touched my arm, a burning sensation spread, both sweet and painful.

"Why are you here?" His voice was demented.

"I'm a civil servant of the Ministry of Industry." I leaned against the wall and smiled at him, "What? Are you unhappy to see me?"

He hugged me suddenly.I was almost suffocated by his movements.But he pressed my left arm against the wall, pressed his whole body against me, and lowered his head to beg for my kiss.The moment my lips met, I forgot my identity, forgot his identity, forgot this banquet, and forgot everything... I don’t know how many times I dreamed about it in the dream, but how could the dream come true? One ten-thousandth of the truth?

Along with the hallucinatory frenzy, I felt like I was about to pass out.He unzipped the zipper under the side of my dress, reached into it, and stroked my waist and back.

Listening to his more and more rapid breathing, the eager desire is self-evident.I knew that in a few seconds, my sanity would sink into his caresses and kisses, and there would be no turning back.Three years, is it just to wait for this moment?I suddenly became frightened.

The clock struck seven o'clock.

We huddled in the stairwell heard the bell ringing, like cold water being poured, and everything came to a standstill.He slowly let go of his hand.Without his hug, I couldn't hold on and slid along the wall to the floor.I didn't even have the strength to reach out and pull the zipper of the clothes on the side of my upper body. From the chest to the thighs, I let it open a long opening, and the exposed body was trembling due to the cool air.

I looked up at him helplessly.My head is still dizzy.His vision gradually blurred.The crisp footsteps left me, and the door of the stairwell opened and closed.

I don't know how long it has been between sobriety and coma.I slowly recovered, and when I got up with difficulty, it may have been more than ten, twenty, ten minutes.I am not sure.

The clip-on earrings on one side are missing.I just gave up looking and took off the earring on the other side.After zipping up and packing my clothes, I decided not to leave through the entrance just now.Turning around and walking down the stairs, a strange uneasy intuition suddenly came to mind.