Chinese pills

what to do.But I think since it's everyone's money that's being spent...cough, and I think it's better to share beautiful things with more people, isn't it? "

Lavelle restrained his smile and looked at his majesty.

Highfield pursed his lips.

After a while, General Lavelle said:

"Watch the fireworks."

The first flame that pierced the night sky was opened with a long string of violin sounds.

The violin ensemble is more powerful, it is true.

Ravel thought as he looked up at the sky.

The falling flames seemed to fall from the stars, sprinkled all over the sky in fine pieces, and Frederick Lavelle couldn't help smiling.

"Can you please accept my confession at this time?"

At this moment, Highfield gently held his hand.

He turned and kissed his Majesty's lips.

☆, the fifth fragment

cadets—

1 Language is the imprint on the tip of the tongue

During the one-hour break in the afternoon, Lavelle learned about the distribution of the scholarship last semester and his new roommate arrangement for the next semester.

The bonus still arrives as usual. Although the amount has decreased compared to last semester, it is still within acceptable limits. Lavelle opened the next email.Due to the school's inter-professional disruption of the dormitory arrangement system, Lavel, who enjoyed half a year of single dormitory bye last semester due to the number of people, was assigned to a roommate majoring in mecha. Field"'s surname paused for a few seconds, and then "tsk".

Thanks to the principal's personal interest, all students who choose ordinary dormitories in this school have a high chance of becoming roommates with nobles, and for some reason these rules have not been spread outside the school...

After most students discover this, it is basically too late.

The restaurant where Lavelle works is located on the outskirts of Kurdenin, only 10 minutes away from the Kurdenin Military Academy.In view of its excellent food, outstanding price, and reputation, it has become a frequent dining place for noble students, so it is also nicknamed the Noble Canteen inside the school, and it is also a place where some news is passed.

But it's still something for now.

Ryan Highfield is also a regular at the shop.Although he left the capital alone to study in Kurdening, the family did not treat him in the slightest. In other words, providing a good life for an inconspicuous young son by such a family is nothing more than an extra sum in the family account book. The unobtrusive expense is really not a big deal.

"Good afternoon, welcome to Mr. Highfield."

"Ah, Lavelle, good afternoon, nice to meet you. Are you also on duty today?"

Ravel pouted visibly.

"Is it one today?"

"No, today is two."

"Okay, this way please."

Highfield put his left hand in his coat pocket, greeted people with his right hand from time to time, and walked casually. Lavelle, with a posture as respectful as a noble butler, opened the chair for Highfield and brought a bread basket.

"Change the menu today, Lavelle." Highfield propped his cheeks and tilted his head to look at Lavelle.He lowered his eyes, as if avoiding Highfield's gaze, and handed him the menu.

"Today's chef's choice is steamed egg white with white truffle. However, because you temporarily changed the menu, there may be some adjustments."

"It's okay." Highfield ordered dishes as skillfully and smoothly as signing a bill. "But, Lavelle, do you have to be so indifferent to me?"

"...We should treat our guests with this attitude. Please don't get close to me."

Highfield seemed to hold back for a long time, let out a short laugh, and nodded.

Until the first set, Highfield's guest still did not show up.

After tasting the wine, Highfield got up again and filled the empty glass on the opposite side himself before turning around and looking at him with a smile.

"Then how about letting me get closer to my new roommate? Mr. Lavelle, I have prepared a small banquet, can I ask for your favor?"

"........."

Finally, after coordinating with the store manager, he reluctantly changed his uniform and sat facing Highfield. After eating all the food on the plate except the two decorative broccoli under the gaze of Highfield, he welcomed Looking at the other party's satisfied smile, he raised his head.

"So, Mr. Highfield..." "Ravel, if you don't mind, you can call me Lean directly."

Lavelle shuddered involuntarily.

"I reject."

"...Ah,...the expected indifference. If it really doesn't work, just call me Highfield. So, can the suffix like Mr. be avoided?"

Lavelle turned his face away and clenched his fists.After half a minute of silence, he gave a soft "tsk".

"If you don't..." he said with difficulty, "annoying. It's okay."

"...Okay,...sorry...?"

He took a deep breath, sat up straight suddenly, raised his head and looked at Highfield with a smile on his face: "Okay, I accept your apology."

"…………"

At this time the waiter began to serve the second course.

Highfield breathed a sigh of relief in a place where Lavelle couldn't see.

"...May I ask, Lavelle, do you mean by 'annoying'...?"

Sure enough, he put down the knife and fork when he heard the words, frowned, with a bored expression on his face: "Can't you nobles speak well?"

"It really is like this... sorry. But this... is it a family heirloom? Even I can't easily get rid of this problem."

He seemed to be aroused, and finally gave Highfield the treatment he was looking at.

"What do you mean by 'even if it's you'?"

"That's what it means. I and 'their nobles' have different meanings."

Lavelle couldn't bear it anymore: "...I have never seen a nobleman who is so interested in civilians like you."

"...you don't mind if you call me annoying—you've already said it anyway, haven't you?"

Highfield suddenly recovered that kind of ease, the smile on the corner of his lips curled up again, and he blinked, looking at the stunned Lavelle.He seemed to have seen something unexpected, and laughed out loud after recovering.

"You're not like 'them', Highfield."

He said.

However, Highfield asked gently and curiously: "Can you tell me how I am different from them?"

"Haven't you learned the correct way to express curiosity?" Ravel muttered, "When I saw you for the first time, I thought it was very strange that there would be nobles dressed as commoners to sign up at the school."

"Excuse me, Lavelle, I want to know how you noticed me? Because you know, you are not the kind of person who cares too much about the trivial matters of the outside world."

"It's terrible. We will move to a dormitory tomorrow, and you dare to comment on who I am today, tsk. Do we have any privacy in front of you nobles?"

"Sorry, but I didn't use any improper means to obtain your information."

"...Damn it, are you a pervert and keep staring at me?!"

They ate with their heads down, and talked in low voices, as if they were exchanging some secrets.

And the expression on Highfield's face at this moment can be called shameless.

"How come, I just pay a little more attention to you than others. Besides, you are indeed very eye-catching, Lavelle, don't you know it all the time?"

"...I'll give you three seconds to shut up, or I'll beat you up, no matter whose son you are."

"..."

However, one thing I have to mention is that it seems that His Majesty the future emperor of the empire has long been accustomed to the communication mode of "I will give you three seconds to shut up or I will beat you" when the general is angry with him.However, ever since the emperor found out that his lack of speaking skills would no longer make Lavelle really angry with him, he actually started using this trick to tease the general.

——As expected of the man who conquered the entire galaxy.

The author has something to say: This is TBC not FIN!

Military Academy Student is a short story about [-] words www

It’s about the time when the emperor and the general were studying 23333333

The description about the emperor was initially extracted from the chat records with friends

[Done Step Yinke 22:00:41

It seems that the emperor has long been accustomed to the general's communication mode of "I will give you three seconds to shut up or I will beat you" when he is angry

Ever since the emperor found out that he was not good at speaking, Lavelle would not really get angry with him, he actually started using this trick to tease the general

Takagi 22:01:23

It is also very shameless […]

Dubu Yinke 22:01:39

As expected of the man who conquered the entire galaxy

Dubu Yinke 22:02:44

With his wit, noble character, self-discipline, iron fist, handsome appearance, gentle personality, elegant smile and shameless inner essence, he conquered the entire galaxy!

[I'm so annoying I want to hang me hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Takagi 22:03:31

You hang up, I'll be teased by you while making 10 vortexes, Caesar, you and Your Majesty are of the same class! 】

2333333333333333333

Must-Have Notes: About that "Chef's Choice of the Day"

Because I have never eaten any western food other than steak (rice)! ! !I do not know! ! !

So here is a quotation and a little modification of the paragraph in Mrs. Ingesa ML's "MyGovernment". The original text is like this [Today's chef's choice is steamed egg white with white truffle]

Did not get authorization, so if necessary, I will delete it immediately

Really sorry OTZ

☆, the sixth fragment

star map--

The thing happened in the middle of the Imperial Civil War, when Highfield and Lavelle hadn't confirmed their romantic relationship.

"Lavel, you have been looking at this star map for two days."

Under the light of the holographic projection, only Lavelle's blurred figure could be seen in the command room where the lighting system was not turned on.Highfield looked at Lavelle's back for a while, and said suddenly.

"... Highfield? What are you doing here? ... Wait, when did you come?"

In the command room of the Lancastria battleship in the middle of the night, Lavelle, who is currently a colonel, turned his head from the star map.The uninvited guest had already sat quietly at the commander's seat at some point, with his palms resting on his cheeks and his legs crossed, his face hidden in the shadows, only making a low chuckle.

Ravel clicked his tongue.

"If someone else was on duty, you would have been scared to death."

"How come? Or... are you also scared by me, Lavel?" Highfield laughed heartily, "I wouldn't have come if someone else was on duty, Lavel, do you know what day it is?"

"...Don't try to deceive me with ancient festivals, I won't admit it."

"..." Highfield was stunned for a second, and then laughed loudly, "Hahahahaha! My God...! Sorry! But I can't help it...hahahahahahaha! Lavelle, you...!" "Shut up!"

But this time, the threat of "If you don't shut up, I'm going to beat you up" didn't play its due role. Highfield curled up in his chair and laughed. Lavelle gritted his teeth and stared at him for three seconds. Turning around resignedly.

Until Highfield's breathless laughter gradually disappeared, Lavelle couldn't remember what an important day this day was.

"I'm sorry...cough, Lavelle, I really didn't expect that you...Pfft, wait, let me laugh for a while...I can't help it!" "Get out!"

This time Highfield finally calmed down.

"Sorry, but this time it's not an ancient festival...or it's not exactly an ancient festival, after all, it continues to the present. Do you remember?"

"..."

"I knew it would be like this...As expected of Lavelle." Highfield coughed lightly, "Who is the AI ​​in this command room? The AI ​​should know the days when the commander doesn't know? Can you give us something suitable? atmosphere of?"

"Hi, Your Excellency Commander-in-Chief, I am AIpatpat, the master controller of the Lancastria bridge (Hayfield couldn't help whispering: "Who named it..."), uh... I am very sorry, because I Subjectively, I think the relationship between the commander-in-chief and the lieutenant colonel is not suitable for this festival... Sorry, I am just an AI, and I will carry out your orders."

"Wait, pause for a second and tell me what's going on here first?"

"No, no, just execute it directly." Highfield smiled and waved his hands.

"I will give priority to the highest authority orders, I'm sorry, Lieutenant General Lavelle."

"..."

Accompanied by the sound of the cello, the surroundings of the command room also became completely transparent in an instant, and one could directly see the starry sky outside the battleship... Lavel knew about this function. It is usually used in battle, on the bridge of the flagship It can be seen in all directions, and it is still completely opaque from the outside... But what Lavelle doesn't know is that this function can also be used in certain... situations that require a romantic atmosphere.

""PlayingLove", thank you, patpat (even though he is well-trained but still can't completely restrain the subtle stiffness when he says the AI's name), you are really a tasteful AI."

"Thank you for your compliment, Master Highfield, if you feel reluctant, you don't need to call me by my name directly."

"..."

The AI ​​said thoughtfully and understandingly: "My personality model has reference to Lieutenant Colonel Lavelle."

Highfield said subconsciously: "Ah... Sure enough..."

"That's enough, you can call him Edward." Lavelle interrupted the man-machine conversation roughly, "Now can you tell me what's going on..."

"Yes, you can still call me Edward. Need me as your...um, mascot? Lord Highfield."

"Thank you for your kindness, Edward, but I'm not here today..."

"So that's it... I see. Is it because the time hasn't come yet? If you need it, I'm always happy to help you."

"You are such an understanding AI, Edward."

"I will be your good helper."

The AI ​​replied with a smile.

"So, need me to wish you a happy Valentine's Day? Highfield and patpat."

Lavelle said coldly.

"Well, it seems that my task has been completed. Then, I wish you good luck, Lord Highfield."

Highfield smiled and shrugged.

"I thought you wouldn't remember, Lavelle."

"...If I hadn't heard the conversation between you and that rabbit with ulterior motives, of course I wouldn't have remembered it." Lavelle said with a sneer, "Now tell me, what does it mean when it said 'the time has not come' just now , what do you want to do?"

"Ah, so its avatar is a rabbit? No wonder it was suggested to be my mascot..." Highfield murmured, "No, nothing, trust me."

"Why didn't you put the lie on your face, Highfield."

Ravel raised an eyebrow.At this time, the command room is filled with silver-blue soft light, with some faint purple in it. It looks mysterious and soft, and it blends with the gentle sound of the cello, showing an indescribable feeling. atmosphere of.If he had to say it, Lavelle would be happy to lend it to any two people on this battleship to confess.

"Yes, I lied, Lavelle. But that's not what I wanted to talk to you about today, so why don't we talk about it another day? I have something serious I want to talk to you about today."

"..."

The author has something to say: Happy Holidays everyone!

But it has nothing to do with me, hehe [.

Only half of it is shown here, and I will post the other half tomorrow morning.

Speaking of patpat, it's actually my rabbit hhhhhhhhhhhh

I didn't plan to release it on Valentine's Day, so I didn't plan to write it as a Valentine's Day greeting at first.

But it's time for the holidays, so I'm a little hesitant, so I'll say [you go] tomorrow morning

Military cadets have no pitfalls!But more slowly!believe me [who believes you

Open a small piece of...cough【.

[Done Step Yinke 22:52:33

Think of a name for His Majesty's flagship? !

Takagi 22:53:56

Don't embarrass me! ! ! !I am also a very vulgar person! ! ! !

Dubu Yinke 22:54:13

It's okay to be vulgar!

Takagi 22:54:42

Can’t he just use his wife’s (…) name as the flagship’s name【

Takagi 23:02:56

So can you write that his request to be named Lavelle was rejected many times and then simply gave up, so that the name of his flagship was finally chosen by cabinet officials […

Dubu Yinke 23:03:45

So Dad I stole a name for them [.

Takagi 23:06:26

"Your Majesty, what do you think of this name?" "It's not as nice as Lavelle." "Okay, then use this."

Dubu Yinke 23:06:37

hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The unhappy emperor

Damn I'm not happy

Why don't you let me use my wife's name!

Takagi 23:06:58

"Fucking mentally handicapped"

Dubu Yinke 23:07:05

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My mother ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

Still, 2333333333333333333333333

Oh, by the way, the BGM "Playing Love" selected by patpat is a classic episode of "The Legend of 1900", everyone knows it hahhhhhh

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Modified a bit!Remember to watch it!

☆, the fifth fragment

Another one: Valentine's Day

"No matter what Highfield said, I still think he must have no good intentions to come to work."

Lavelle muttered.

"Anyway, he didn't do anything bad anyway. Nobles, they always have some special ideas. They are impulsive and willful."

Lavelle sneered: "When he does something bad, do you think it's still too late?"

"Why do I feel that you are very hostile to Highfield... It's not like you, Lavelle..."

"Then how do I remember that our store does not accept noble students to work in principle? What about your principle?"

"In principle, do you understand in principle? Principles are always adaptable."

With a cold face, Lavel tightened the tie of the apron behind his back with a swipe, the white shirt and the dark green apron outlined his faint waistline, "I think he's annoying, now shut up and go out to work! "

"..." The colleague looked at his back, which was suppressing his anger, and clicked twice.

In principle, on Valentine's Day, any female customer who spends a sufficient amount can choose to take a photo with any male employee in the store that day.

Originally, it was Lavelle who was planning to act as a facade to attract customers, but because a new part-time member was two grades behind the original candidate in terms of appearance, this plan was promptly rejected by the very adaptable store manager. has been modified.

But the store manager is a tactful person. She said that the plan is to change the number of candidates from one person to two. The newcomer, Highfield, is not yet the best at making coffee, so Highfield is the main candidate.

Lavelle was noncommittal, but he returned to the back kitchen to make desserts with full self-knowledge. Only when he occasionally slipped past the door, he could barely glimpse his lean waist.

However, women, such wonderful creatures, basically have their own natural skills when it comes to finding any pleasing opposite sex.Lavelle was called out of the kitchen once or twice by Highfield, but he still couldn't escape the fate of being photographed.

"Thank you." Ravel whispered through gritted teeth.

Highfield smiled innocently: "I didn't do anything, did I? You can't slander me, Lavelle."

He glared at Highfield, because he wouldn't say such a thing because you all looked this way.

However, the girl who came to ask for a group photo was a little strange. She bought another dessert coffee and held up the mobile terminal with a wonderful smile on her face. What she asked for was not a photo of her and Ravel, but a photo of Ravel and Highfield.

"Well, that's okay, right?"

The girl blinked.

Highfield answered her calmly: "Of course, our rules do not restrict this, as long as it is your wish."

"..."

Lavelle has never hated Highfield's habitual hypocrisy and obedience to women so much.

This is obviously a girl with good taste. With her as the leader, the other female customers seem to have discovered a new door.

"So you are the pastry chef? Ah...! I really like the matcha cake you made, please pack two more for me to take away. So...can you please let me take a group photo—?"

"You won't refuse, will you, Lavelle?"

Highfield said with a smile.

Ravel clenched his fists.

The author has something to say: In fact, it is a limited edition of Jinjiang on Valentine’s Day. 2333333333 is only published in Jinjiang

Very short, please understand that I am a dog, it is really [you go

☆, the sixth fragment

star map--

Ravel took a deep breath.

"Then why are you doing this? Are you here to anger me? Or are you going to talk to me about business in this environment?"

"Cough... Well, Edward, please turn off the music, and keep the wall effect."

The witty AI silently completed Highfield's instructions, and then made another beep to switch the monitoring mode beyond the instruction.

"It's really an excellent AI." Highfield's eyes lit up and he appreciated it. "Who is its engineer? I'm planning to replace the system of my mecha, Lavelle, if you know this engineer, can you introduce me?"

"..." Lavel turned his head away, and clicked his tongue: "It's just a mere thing, how?"

Highfield laughed a few times before saying, "Then I'll leave it to you."

"I didn't promise you this matter. Let's talk about it later. What do you want to tell me?"

"Okay, let's talk about the business first. Actually... I just feel, I feel that you have been a little strange since you agreed to be promoted to colonel."

Lavelle was silent for a while, and didn't mean to answer directly: "Then?"

"I said it too, it's just a feeling... But this is not the first time, in fact, this feeling will appear every time you agree to upgrade your military rank."

"You haven't told me before, Highfield." Lavelle narrowed his eyes.

"Yes, it's because the feeling is particularly obvious this time, so I decided to tell you."

"But why didn't you tell me in the first place?"

Ravel asked.

"What are your plans?"

The fleet is advancing at a constant speed and will arrive at the next supply station in the early morning. The golden dot marked on the star map flickers once a second, and the light is darker than candlelight.

"What does this mean? Lavelle?" Highfield laughed lowly.

"As you can see," Lavelle said, "I'm doubting you, or questioning you.

"Hayfield, what exactly do you want to do?"

Highfield didn't answer, but just paced to the front of the star map, looking at the small marks and the route drawn on it.Highfield tilted his head slightly, his drooping eyelids and eyelashes covering his eyes.

Then Highfield suddenly turned around and looked at Lavel beside him.

"Why don't I ask, what do you want to do again? Lavelle. You are obviously not this kind of person, you should feel it yourself."

"……What do you mean?"

"If you said that you were promoted all the way to the colonel just to survive this war, I think this is an acceptable reason." Highfield said.

Ravel pursed his lips.

"Only this time, you can completely refuse them. So, this time, what is your reason you want to tell me?" "I don't need to tell you any reason! This is all my own choice! Don't be so aggressive! Highfield ...You control too much! If you think..., if you feel that it is because of me that you are forced to this position, then why don't you just walk away? Could it be... this time You want to continue to use me as your excuse? I have never persecuted you, not once! Why do you accuse me like this?!"

Highfield let out a short huff, and there was nothing aristocratic in this gesture.

"Is that your answer?"

"...Yes." Lavelle clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and said slowly, "This is my answer. Before the appointment order is issued, it is still too late for you to go back on your word. If you need it, I will I will intercede for you."

"I never knew that you were still such a helpful person, Lavelle."

"It's you who said, 'No man is self-sufficient, no man is an island.' I just practiced it, and you don't need to make such a fuss."

As Lavelle said, he turned around and stopped looking at Highfield.

"Have you finally realized that although you are an isolated island in the ocean, the underwater part is still closely related to the land?" Highfield smiled, but his tone was cold.

"I don't want to hear your sarcasm. Do you have anything else to say, Highfield. I'm on duty tonight and you shouldn't be here."

"Yes, no, I was going to—"

Before Highfield could finish his sentence, the sound of an explosion suddenly came.

"Alarm. Unknown attack on the left rear of the fourth division of the fleet. Alarm. Unknown attack on the left rear of the Fourth Battleship Squadron. The damage is serious. There is a large-scale enemy attack—"

"Edward!"

"At your service, Lieutenant Colonel Lavelle."

"Order the rear troops to lock on to the enemy and fire at any time! The third and fifth cruiser battalions cover the retreat of the fourth fleet's main force. I authorize all of them to fire independently, and the mech troops are on standby!"

"Fourth Fleet received—"

"Third Fleet received—"

"Fifth Fleet received—"

"The Seventh Mecha Division...Colonel Lean Highfield applied for a change of order, requesting the granting of independent command—"

"No! Stop him! Lieutenant Colonel Lavelle...! Sorry, I'm just...Edward! This is Major Eladio, and I want to enter the bridge command certification process!"

"Edward, stop running."

"...Ravel! Are you crazy! Do you know that the enemy is...!" "Damn! Shut up! Eladio, you idiot! I'm Gomez, requesting to enter the bridge command certification process. "Oh my god, I really don't know anything." Lavelle sneered, "Edward, shut up this gentleman and stop running!"

"Lieutenant Colonel Lavelle, the other party is at the same level as yours, and I cannot prevent him from undergoing certification. If you cannot provide a higher level of authority within ten seconds, I will run the certification process."

ten--

Lavelle lowered his head and ticked the corners of his lips, then raised his head to look at the star map.

Nine--

The death siren is accompanied by the sound of the countdown.

eight--

Suddenly, Lavelle sneered.

"Eladio and Gomez, when did your two families hook up with Little Highfield?"

seven--

"--What nonsense are you talking about! Lieutenant Colonel Lavelle, do you think I won't sue you for your actions because you slandered me for no reason?"

Ravel laughed out loud.

six--

"Since you have this plan, you must remember to let your AI save every order of mine." "You——!"

five--

"Edward, what day is today?"

"February [-], [-] AD. Valentine's Day."

Four--

"Is my appointment valid?"

"—Yes, according to the appointment order of the military department, you will be promoted to colonel today."

"Am I authorized enough?"

three--

"Yes, Colonel."

"Re-enter the voiceprint authentication process."

two--

"Please forgive my omissions and impoliteness just now—Enter the voiceprint authentication process—Authenticator: Frederick Lavelle—Voiceprint authentication passed—Identity: Chief of the Fourth Fleet flagship Lancastria Commander, with Level [-] authority—now, do you need me to do something for you?"

one--

"...Notify the Mech Troops, I authorize—— Highfield, open fire!"

The light spots of the explosion filled the entire star map in an instant.

The author has something to say: the above part has been modified!

I'm kind of happy to finally get them to fight! 【you go

I am particularly concerned about one thing, how many people were run away by the first fragment mine hahahahahahahahahaha

Insist on seeing that the girl behind is true love for me! ! !Meh! 【.

No prize quiz: No one is self-sufficient, no one is an island.source! 【Not difficult at all】.

Post a section of the general who promised to help His Majesty do the follow-up of the AI——

[Done Step Yinke 0:57:21

Your Majesty said, can I bother you to help me upgrade the AI ​​of my mecha too?

after it's over

"Ready? What's the name of the new AI?"

"Bpatpat"

"................................................"

Takagi 0:57:57

"Ravel, can you just use my name?"

Dubu Yinke 0:58:13

"It has been saved and cannot be changed"

"Otherwise you let someone else make you a new one"

"But first give me my salary"

Takagi 0:59:57

"I won't pay you Lavelle, you don't have to worry about it. But I have to train him first, and I won't pay you until he successfully learns how to name him."

Dubu Yinke 1:00:34

"Depend on?!"

Takagi 1:01:57

"Don't you have confidence in your own work?"

Dubu Yinke 1:02:15

"...Highfield"

Takagi 1:02:54

"Um?"

Dubu Yinke 1:03:04

"Get out!"

Takagi 1:04:23

"It's cold outside, so I can't promise you."

Dubu Yinke 1:04:48

"..."

【boom--】

[door slamming]

】

The above part has been modified! (emphasis added) Remember to watch it! !

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alright!Revised it again!

At the request of His Majesty's godmother, Ms. Takagi (?), two chapters of the plot 233333 [there is no such thing at all]

Then, regarding the names of the various battleships, because how could I know what will happen in the future [Oh, so I directly quoted the names of the naval warships! ! ! ! [get out

explain--

The functions of battleships, cruisers, and destroyers basically have not changed [According to Baidu Encyclopedia, it is almost enough to make up for space and air combat [Roll]

The frigate is basically the same...but the author is not a military house and doesn't understand anything, it is called a frigate, so I will use it as a frigate [Unintelligible

Only the carrier.It is still called an air carrier, but the air carrier here is not equipped with planes but mechs

The Fourth Fleet also has two aircraft carriers hhhhhhh

So when it comes to the mecha division commanded by His Majesty

That is temporarily assigned to the [-]th Fleet, that is, the mission organization, after the mission is completed, I will go back hhhhhhhh

school started!Enter the frequency of weekly updates, you don’t have to watch it if you have nothing to do!Weekend update! [How could anyone care about you

☆, the seventh fragment

[This article connects to the star map]

【Unfinished】

Kiss from a rose

"The family that existed on the earth in the old days, the ancestors were the founding fathers, and in the past 400 years, there have been three queens, nine generals, seven marshals, and fourteen chiefs of staff.

"I don't intend to offend, but can the son of this kind of family stay away from me...?"

"I'm sorry, but this is the only thing I can't promise you. After all, my wish is to get closer to you, Lavelle."

"Damn it...can you please stop saying such things?"

"I'm really sorry if I misunderstood you, but I may not have made it clear, although I'm sorry, but Lavelle, you are not the type that I would fall in love at first sight, so your worries in this regard are really unnecessary .”

"That's great... So you are the type of love at first sight... Forget it, it's none of my business, it really fits your noble setting..."

"But I'm really curious, Lavelle, why don't you want to associate with me?"

"I'm not interested in fighting against brothers from noble families like you, so please don't do it."

"...Wait, I understand. Lavelle, can I unilaterally think that you think that I approached you to recruit my own team? And the reason why you make such a judgment—is it because there are already more than Someone threw an olive branch at you, I'm guessing right?...That's right, they do plan to make Ludwig the emperor, after all, he is considered a master of merit, and the Highfield family is ambitious It’s been a long time, and it’s not hard to imagine. It’s really admirable imagination, but it’s a pity that it’s too rich, and even an idler like me has been involved.”

"It's true that I don't want to have anything to do with nobles, but what do you mean by saying so much..."

"It means... I'm just like you, Lavelle."

——The last thing engraved in his mind was Highfield's meaningful smile.

"——alert, it was found that an alliance mecha troop was approaching ten light years ahead, and was interfered by the anti-reconnaissance system, and the exact scale could not be determined. Three S-class mechas have been detected, and interstellar missiles have been detected, and they are about to enter the opponent's range. "

Ravel suddenly opened his eyes.

"Still unable to contact the marshal?"

"Yes, Colonel Lavelle, we were completely blocked by our parent star eight hours ago."

"Then who was the person who talked to me just now?" Lavelle raised the corner of his mouth, "Aren't you a spy of the alliance?"

After speaking, he pressed the five fingers of his right hand on the table, walked half a circle around the long table for the meeting, and tapped the table with his fingertips: "I have come to this step without knowing it..." He Raising his head, he stared at the star map where the red dots kept disappearing, "Edward, order the frigate to prepare for the 'Dresden Shield' and detect the 'Draconian' missile. ——Too slow Highfield! Edward! Start the warship!"

"—Enter the warship verification program."

"Number 0000-0617-0421, Frederick Lavelle, application to activate the warship."

"—Sea of ​​Consciousness verification passed, allowing docking."

"Sometimes I'm really annoyed by the rules and regulations of the military department." He pressed his right finger on his temple, and the sea of ​​consciousness spread out instantly, covering the entire battlefield, "I am 'Weather,' and now I am entering the docking procedure of the warship.