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But the moment I was carried by him, I realized that he was still the original Lavelle, and he still made me feel at ease.

I vaguely remember the basic adaptability test I did when I was in Kurdenin, and the trainees who have the possibility of co-pilot are often the best candidates for the "warship".In Kurdening, it seemed that there were too many monks, and most of the preparatory co-pilots who participated in the test were students of this major.And to my surprise, I saw Ravel in the test team.

I think the teacher must have discovered his talent as a "warship" at that time.His consciousness is gentler and more flexible than everyone else's, enough to maintain the fleet's sailing with will.

But the most important thing is that his sea of ​​consciousness makes me involuntarily let go of my guard. When I'm with him, I don't need to worry about losing control.To me, he is as reliable as the scabbard.

"Have you played enough Highfield...!" I heard his voice tinged with anger in the closed channel between us, "Enough is enough..." "Of course." I laughed.

"—Now, please guide me, Lavelle."

If there was no accident of intelligence error, I originally thought that Lavelle would let me talk to him after the mission was over.But my guess now is that he did intend to do so, but now he is angry.

So I blocked him at the door of his room, and managed to sneak into his room after a little effort.Lavel sat silently at the desk, and I tried to ask his AI for help.He flipped through the book and called his rabbit coldly.

I can only soften my tone: "Lavel..."

But he ignored me.

"Lavelle...

"I know it was my fault, Lavelle.

"But I also had deep confusion in my heart, and that was the best way for me to prove it at that time."

As soon as I finished speaking, I knew I was wrong.It suddenly occurred to me that perhaps only those who have such a noble personality that regards everyone's life as a treasure are qualified to become a "warship".

I violated Lavelle's big taboo and touched his bottom line. This time, I really angered him.

This made me suddenly regret, am I the only solution?

"If what you're talking about is to threaten me with the life of your comrades-in-arms, Highfield..."

He suddenly shouted loudly.

"Hayfield! How could you...! How dare you?!"

He stood up and stared at me intently.

"I'm sorry... Lavelle, I'm so sorry..."

I must have been shocked by his morality, so I hung my head.But he was so angry that I was instinctively scared, I almost thought I was going to lose him soon.

He was silent for a while, then suddenly said.

"Okay, Highfield, let me ask you."

He said.

"If I really have any intention of harming you, if I don't make a move, what are you going to do?"

I can't answer.

I am gambling.Although I trust him deeply, it doesn't change the fact that I'm gambling.I'm betting on Lavelle's will, if I lose... I don't think about it.Perhaps in my heart, there is no such possibility.

I couldn't meet his eyes either.

"You disappoint me very much, Highfield."

I closed my eyes and thought, but... "But I was the one who made you uncomfortable." He said, "I'm sorry about this. Since there is no loss, let's put it aside for a while. I have a question for you."

He must know something.I looked up with a vague answer in mind.I looked straight into his eyes, his pupils were still as blue as cornflowers, but what was reflected in my eyes was not my reflection, but the entire starry sky.

"Now I want to ask you. What is your reason, Highfield, what is your reason for guarding this country now?"

I still remember the teacher once said to me when I graduated, for Lavelle, he needs to work hard to catch up with me in order to have the strength to stand by my side.But I don't have the will to keep him with me yet.

"I do not know."

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☆、No.18 fragments

"Do you know something?"

Highfield looked at him with a smile.Before he could answer, Highfield went on to say: "I guess you know something...don't talk, let me guess..."

He let go of his clenched fists, folded his arms, and said nothing, as if he had tacitly agreed.Heidfeld pondered for a while, raised his head and winked at him, with a somewhat smug expression: "Since you asked me that, then I guess someone has revealed something about Ludwig to you." Heiffeld looked at him, His expression remained unchanged, unmoved, "Well, it stands to reason that this kind of thing should be the most useful to tell me, after all, I am the commander of the Seventh Fleet now-if I am like you, in their eyes If you love this country faithfully and faithfully.”

"Continue." He raised his eyebrows, and Highfield smiled at him.

"The secret they told you was about my eldest brother, it should be about him..." Highfield was silent for a while, as if he was choosing his words, "about his plan to 'reform' the empire."

Now he fell into a long silence.Highfield still had the time to ask the AI ​​to bring two cups of coffee.He raised his eyes and looked at Highfield's face blurred by steam.At this time, Highfield showed his usual expression of being in control of the overall situation.He was a little annoyed and frowned.Seeing this, Highfield immediately put down the cup in his hand: "Sorry, Lavelle..."

"...I don't expect you to reflect on Highfield at all about your habit of communicating with people." He raised the corners of his lips mockingly, "Forget it, I'm used to it too."

He frowned.

"Sorry, Lavelle..." Highfield said this time with a more earnest tone, and lowered his head slightly.He sighed: "Yes, it's the same as you thought, and then?"

"And... I'm sorry, I will finish this time in one breath. How about you have a cup of coffee first? Please... Lavelle, please trust me." He rolled his eyes. "In short, probably no one in the military department trusts me. Although Ludwig and I have been very indifferent to the outside world, what do others think... I can't guarantee it. Besides, I As the Highfield family, they can completely suspect me based on this."

"That's right, this rhetoric makes perfect sense."

"You don't look very happy." Highfield looked at him, "And you're still looking towards me."

He turned his head away, noncommittal, Highfield couldn't wait for an answer, and continued.

"After all, the family has planned this way for several generations. To overthrow the current regime is normal in any era and any system. The Highfield family has such power and financial resources, so they can't be too defensive. To be honest, for me I still find it unbelievable to be able to sit where I am today. So, don't be angry?"

"I'm not angry." He glared at Highfield, and Highfield smiled sheepishly, and he said, "That's it, even I wonder if you are..." He sneered, "Go ahead."

"But I know Lavelle is different from them."

Highfield said with a smile.

This smile is too deep.His eyelids twitched.

"Lavel is different from them." Highfield repeated, "They doubted me because they didn't believe me, but Lavel doubted me because they wanted to believe.

"Lavelle is different from them."

Highfield's smile was so calm, undefended, with pure trust, and his face was burning hot when his eyes fell on him.

"..."

But Highfield didn't continue talking, but stared at him.

This was a kind of silent persecution, and he knew that he should say something at this time, otherwise Highfield would never continue, "Damn...this is different from what you said!" He protested softly, but still couldn't After seven rounds under such enthusiastic eyes, "Okay, okay, I'm different from them, and then?"

Highfield smiled lightly: "Lavel, when you are shy, you always subconsciously raise your volume and speed up your speech. I wonder if you noticed?"

"Now I've found out," he said deadpan. "I've also found out that you've repeatedly tested the limits of my patience. I've decided to give you one last chance. Will you choose to confess and be lenient, or should I shoot you first? "

"That must be a very exciting shot—no, no, no, no, no, Lavelle, don't be like this, just talk about it—" Highfield's begging for mercy didn't stop him from pulling out a gun from his waist and pressing it against his forehead superior.His eyes were cold, as if the temperature had faded along with the trust.Highfield shuddered indistinctly.

Highfield made a very rare movement, he watched Highfield licked his lips, then raised his head to look at him.This time, Highfield's gaze became extremely determined, and he was still sincere.He read the silent words in Highfield's eyes, then frowned.

"It's hard for me to prove my innocence." Highfield said, "But can I... I still want to, I hope no matter what, Lavelle, I only hope that you can believe me.

"They're trying to plant doubts in everyone, it's so easy. I'll tell you what I know, if it saves you from looking at me like that—"

His gun hand dropped.

"I only trust you once," he said, "and I beg you, don't let me down, Highfield."

"Who should I swear to?" Highfield looked at him deeply, as if he was about to kiss him at any moment, "If one day I betray myself, I will not let you down. If you say that, will you believe me? ?”

He saw that there seemed to be flames in Highfield's eyes, trying to burn off the heavy camouflage until he completely presented himself in front of his eyes.

"I only trust you once."

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☆、No.19 fragments

Her Majesty Highfield's Proposal Report

His Majesty Highfield, the idol of the empire, has always been concerned about his love affair with General Lavelle.

Speaking of which, how the news of His Majesty and the General's love affair got out is beyond the test, but for now, the question that everyone is most concerned about is when will the long-distance love race between His Majesty and the General come to a successful conclusion—— When will His Majesty and the General get married.

His Majesty Highfield himself is also very concerned about this issue.

More than 20 years have passed since the two met in the military academy. If His Majesty Highfield hadn't been stalking General Lavelle all the time, probably even the comrades working in the military building thought they had broken up.

The main reason for this phenomenon is that General Lavelle is indeed a very self-disciplined person. The general refused to show affection with His Majesty Highfield in all public occasions. The general's instruction—under such a very confusing appearance, some people will naturally doubt the general's feelings for His Majesty, so that there are a large number of suitors around the two of them.Especially His Majesty Highfield.It is said that His Majesty was very annoyed by this, so he announced to the whole country that he already had a relationship, and he reluctantly stopped after he could no longer fall in love with anyone except the general.As for General Lavelle's suitor, due to the inexplicably strict access control of the military building, the insiders are very afraid of him, but they seem extraordinarily calm.

But what the onlookers didn't know was that it wasn't that His Majesty wasn't proactive enough, but that the general didn't want to get married.

General Lavelle is a single-minded person. His Majesty Highfield has sincerely asked him many times why he does not want to get married. General Lavelle also answered sincerely what marriage can do. I don't want to have anything to do with the royal family.

But you are now the emperor's boyfriend, Lavelle.

What happened to the boyfriend?General Lavelle raised an eyebrow.If it's too late, you can break up now.

"Okay..." His Majesty sighed, "But I don't think it's appropriate to say this now... What do you think?"

General Lavelle gritted his teeth with a flushed face.

It is precisely because General Lavelle refused to let go even at such an intimate moment, and was even more pushy on other occasions, the relationship between His Majesty and the general failed to develop further for a long time.His Majesty Highfield once complained in private that the general was too principled, and it was useless to act coquettishly and shamelessly, which really made him sad.

However, when His Majesty Highfield was at a loss about his relationship with General Lavelle, an accident happened that would change the history of the empire in the future.

It was a summer evening, His Majesty Highfield suddenly sneaked into the military headquarters building.In the past two days, General Lavelle has been a little abnormal. He has invited His Majesty Highfield to accompany him off work for two consecutive days.

The first day's speech was not timely, and His Majesty really couldn't push it away.The next day, His Majesty asked the clerk to cancel the afternoon work (...), and happily picked up the general as soon as he arrived.

Then His Majesty Highfield saw the scene where General Lavelle was confessed by the wall in the corridor.

——His Majesty instantly understood.

General Lavelle turned his head immediately as if he had a tacit understanding.The young officer who confessed his love to the general also looked at General Lavelle's movements, the expression on his face was first surprised, then stubborn and sad.

"But General Lavelle..." the young officer said suddenly, "but I like you!"

The young officer grabbed General Ravel's arms, and General Ravel frowned slightly, judging from the shape of his lips, he should be saying sorry.

His Majesty Highfield let out a shameful sigh of relief.

Although he breathed a sigh of relief, His Majesty did not relax, and walked forward quickly, (seemingly) gently grabbing the young officer's wrist.

"—Your Majesty!" "Excuse me."

His Majesty Highfield smiled slightly at the young officer.

"Ravel is mine."

"Marry me, Lavelle."

In the dead of night, in a corner of the military dormitory, a big event that people all over the galaxy want to eat is taking place.

"..."

"If this goes on forever, you won't be able to bear me working with you every day, as your assistant, Lavel?"

"With all due respect, Your Majesty." General Lavelle teased, "You are not qualified to be my student at your level."

"..."

His Majesty Highfield was unable to refute, so he tried to kiss his general, but unfortunately failed again.General Lavelle was so reticent that not even the (famously cheeky in this galaxy) great His Majesty Leon Richthofen Heidfeld could do anything about it.

At this moment, the expression on His Majesty's face was both disappointment and aggrieved.General Lavelle finally put down the book in his hand, turned around and looked directly into His Majesty Highfield's eyes.

"I'm also curious, Highfield, why do you insist on marrying me?"

"So you're really an unmarriageist, Lavelle." His Majesty Highfield gave a wry smile in frustration, "Actually, I don't know very well—before I fell in love with you, I never thought about marrying anyone. "

"but?"

"But I love you, Lavelle." His Majesty's expression was solemn and focused, "I want to give you an oath, give you a home, and fulfill the promise I made to your fathers to take care of you."

His Majesty Highfield said.

"At the same time I realized that I've never wanted to have someone like this, I wanted to put our names together—" "But Highfield."

General Lavelle interrupted His Majesty.

"All I have is the present, and all I can give you is the present. I cannot promise the future."

His Majesty Highfield laughed.

"Then you promise to leave everything to me now."

☆、No.20 fragments

Ilienexttoyou

When the Lancastria was still three hours away from Capital Star, His Majesty Highfield had already led a group of ministers to wait at the military port.

Fourteen years later, Kosa, the throat of the third island chain, finally changed hands again. This time, the Imperial Fleet led by Colonel Lavelle won a complete victory.Although the battle was quite thrilling and the casualties were extremely heavy, it can be said that it was the most serious loss since Colonel Lavelle joined the command—but due to the strategic position of the planet Kusa itself, it is rare for the parliament and the House of Elders to agree with the military. , Strictly control public opinion, and affirm the judgment and decision made by Colonel Lavelle on the front line.

But that's not to say there's an agreement among the three.Although His Majesty the Emperor has the right to speak to the House of Elders, the parliament cannot control His Majesty Highfield or His Majesty's family.Taking a step back, although not all rely on these ancient families, more than one-third of the empire's military expenditures over the years are borne by several major families in the Elderly House.Regarding the loss of the battle in July, the Parliament and the House of Elders were more than just critical.Colonel Lavelle nominally returned to the capital as a meritorious commander to accept the reward, but actually represented the military department to accept the questioning and accountability of the parliament and the House of Elders.

His Majesty Highfield made this point clear to his colonel when Colonel Lavelle returned.Colonel Lavelle looked very tired under the projection, but his expression was calm.Colonel Lavelle said bluntly: "The House of Elders and the Parliament have had long-standing grievances about the overspending of the military department. It is no longer a matter of a day or two. You clearly know it well, Highfield."

"But I don't want it to be at this time." His Majesty Highfield said, "In the final analysis, if I had led the mecha division at that time, things would never have been so bad. You know it, Lavelle."

His colonel shrugged with an indifferent expression.

"This assumption does not hold, Highfield."

Colonel Lavelle glanced at him.

"You don't need to burden yourself with responsibility that is not yours. You didn't participate in the whole battle, so it has nothing to do with you."

"..." His Majesty Highfield opened his mouth, but made no sound.His colonel no longer looked at him, but didn't end the call either, just turned away to attend to other things.His Majesty Highfield was silent for a while, and when Colonel Lavelle began to write the battle report, His Majesty Highfield said: "If I can pilot the mech...it will definitely not be like this."

Colonel Lavelle also stopped at this moment.His Majesty the Emperor's apprehensive eyes fell on his colonel from a distance of dozens of light years.His Majesty Highfield had already had a phone call with Colonel Lavelle on the night when the battle report came. His colonel did not hide the fact that his mental load exceeded the limit as a warship during the battle, which led to command errors and made extra sacrifices.However, His Majesty the Emperor is very aware of the mental load that will be caused by carrying comrades and commanding the battlefield while controlling the flagship as a warship. Before that battle, he had been in charge of the battle command of the mecha division, and Colonel Lavelle was in charge of the overall situation as a warship. , so he can ensure that his colonel can exert a precise battlefield command level.The battle on Kusa is more intense than ever, and the pressure on Colonel Lavelle, who has suffered brain damage, is of course greater.

"It's no use talking about it now," said his colonel. "Say something cheerful, and now we're one step closer to the end of the war, Highfield."

His colonel even smiled a little when he finished.

He paused, unable to say for a moment whether he was speechless, or he was confused by Colonel Lavelle's smile.Under the swaying projection, the corners of his Colonel Lavelle's eyes curved into an arc; but also because of the projection, the color of the cornflower-like blue pupils became less obvious.

"I really want to see you soon, Lavelle," he said.He heard his colonel say "Yes?" to him.So he laughed, "Of course. I can't wait to see you, and I even want to start now, so that I can meet you halfway."

"The Elder's Court will accuse me of one more crime. In order for me to walk out of Capital Planet alive, I'd better trouble you." His colonel teased him.

Probably because the atmosphere became lighter, His Majesty Highfield almost forgot what Colonel Lavelle said, "it's meaningless to say these things now".

"They dare not do this to you." His Majesty Highfield said, "By the way, there is another piece of good news this time. Would you like to guess, Lavelle?"

Colonel Lavelle curled his lips with a clear expression: "Is there any need to guess?"

"You don't need to guess," he laughed, "my general."

The disgusted expression on Colonel Lavelle's face became more obvious.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the Lancastria landed on time at the Fourth Military Port of Capital Star.After showing the media a happy picture of the military headquarters, the elders' house and the parliament, and accepting a short interview, Colonel Lavelle walked towards His Majesty Highfield alone.

Behind his colonel were the ministers of parliament, and behind him the other elders.His Colonel Lavelle came up to him, and they exchanged a look across the air.When Colonel Lavelle finally stood before him, his colonel's lips moved slightly.He understood his Lavelle's words at once, just as he could see through the heart of the man in front of him at a glance.If there is really anyone who can see through all of him at a glance, then it must be this person.

"Leave it to me," he whispered.Colonel Lavelle then closed his eyes.

He opened his arms, caught his colonel, and made a silent gesture.

"Gentlemen," he said, "that's all for today.

"My Lavelle is tired, I hope he can get some sleep."

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☆, No.20 a fragment

I can't take my eyes off you

To be honest, if possible, I really hope that in reality I can hide my identity as freely as in the game, so that at least I can avoid more than half of the harassment, and I won’t have to step on the click to enter the classroom even in class.

But after all, I enjoy everything that the family provides me first (when can I choose this), I have no right to complain, but it is really annoying to maintain the face of the Highfield family in life, although I have long been used to life Under the gaze of others, but I still hope they can be a little quieter.

Fortunately, I quickly found a solution to the problem. It was a bit accidental to say that, in order to prevent other people from arguing over the position next to me, I almost always entered the classroom at the end, and that time was the same. I habitually I quickly searched for a seat with the fewest people (and preferably no one I didn't want to see), and I saw Lavelle sitting in the front row.

There was a lot of space around him, probably due to the fact that the seat was too far forward (I later found out that it was obviously more than that), so I sat next to him.In this regard, Lavelle did not respond other than to glance at me and frown again.

This gave me some novelty, but I soon knew the real reason for Lavelle's frown.It’s really frustrating to say that, even if I’m sitting in this position, someone still approaches me unwillingly (judging from the fact that I have no power in my family, I really don’t understand what they are trying to do), ignoring the professor’s eyes and trying to talk to me.Before I could speak, Lavelle had a fit.I saw him smile coldly, and said, "If you want to hold a symposium, please go out and do it. The classroom is too small for you." I immediately felt that this was an excellent opportunity, and I could seize the opportunity and take advantage of it once and for all. problem solving.But at that time, I really didn't know Lavel well enough. He didn't wait for those people to answer, and immediately added: "Or you all have two mouths, so you can't stop the class?"

"I think there's something to talk about after class," I said, and smiled apologetically (because I saw the obvious distaste in Lavelle's eyes). "Now I want to study hard with my friends."

When those people finally retreated, I heard Lavelle mutter "Who is your friend", but fortunately, because there was no noise around him, his face looked good, so I lowered the volume and said: " My name is Lean, Lean Richthofen Heidfeld, may I know you?"

According to the normal routine, I will know his name.Although I had noticed him when I entered school, I deliberately didn't inquire about his identity, and I didn't even know his name.

But Lavelle really is Lavelle.He turned his head to look at me, his eyes made no secret of his disgust.

"No."

My future general told me so when I first tried to get to know him.

He was such an interesting guy, but I was able to suppress my curiosity.After all, if he is like I guessed, a Highfield who pays more attention to him will definitely bring him a lot of trouble.Moreover, as a newcomer to Highfield, I have to spend a lot of effort to sort out the interpersonal relationship.But since I found out that as long as I sit next to Lavel in class, no one will bother me anymore, I finally found a time for myself to rest and relax (there are roommates in the dormitory, what a headache), because Lavel is not would want to talk to me.However, I am proud that I still managed to learn his name from him.

Lavelle was a little surprised when he heard that I really didn't know his name, "I thought you people want to know who's account in the school is served to you on a silver plate?" After hearing my explanation He also raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Then do you know that I have caused me a lot of trouble after becoming your regular tablemate now?"

He's such an interesting guy.I had to say sorry, but he didn't look angry, which reassured me.Now that I think about it, being around him made me feel calm and peaceful, and it must have been there in the first place.

Then again, although I have been sitting with No.1 in the first grade for a long time, my grades (unexpectedly) have not improved at all.Regarding this point, even Lavelle was surprised: "Hayfield, I always thought that there was a reason to be close to Zhu Zhechi. Did I misunderstand the old saying or think highly of you?" But I am not afraid of him asking, Because I was ready to answer: "You underestimated yourself, Lavelle."

"what?"

"I've been watching you all the time in class, so of course it's impossible to attend class."

Fortunately, it was the last class before the holidays, otherwise I guess I would have been denied the right to sit next to Lavelle for at least a month.But what I said this time was indeed the truth. Although I didn't know what I was looking at, I couldn't help but look at him. It was he who caught my eye, but I couldn't tell him that.

It suddenly occurred to me that on the autumn afternoon when we entered school, he also caught my eye as soon as he appeared in sight.I suddenly lost sight of the crowd and Kurdenin's maple leaf, I could only see him.

I can only see his blond hair and his side face, and there is an inexplicable feeling in the red leaves all over the sky. I expect him to look back, and I expect him to have eyes that are more beautiful than his blond hair.

Kurdenin's wind is like the hands of fate, he turned his head, I saw his face, saw his eyes

— of cornflower color.

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☆、No.18 fragments

"The reason why I was able to be born is thanks to Ludwig, so although the outside world looks like we are in the same boat, few people actually know that I have a very close relationship with him.

"My mother is my father's third wife. You can imagine the influence of the first two mistresses in the Highfield house. I have been growing up under surveillance since my mother was found pregnant with me. Once it is detected that I have become When the heir's possible excellent genes appear, labor will be induced forcibly.

"The person in charge of this work at the time was Ludwig.

"This is simply too reasonable. As the default heir of the family, he certainly would not want to add a competitor to himself. Everyone trusts him—including my mother. She knows very well that Ludwig is an absolute Ruthless person, whether I can be born or not depends on how the hand of fate moves."

When he recalled the past, his expression was faint, and there was still a smile on his face.

"But no one thought of it."

Highfield frowned slightly.

"Even I don't know why, and he didn't even tell me. He was the only one who knew the real genetic test results, but the whole family thought my mother was only pregnant with a baby with Highfield blood. It's just trash.

"I don't know why he hid the truth, why he let me live. He just told the mother that I would be a wonderful kid - don't think of me like that, Lavelle, those are his exact words.

"I don't know what he saw, and I don't know why he cares about me so much, it's better than his own brother. He even started to teach me personally after I became sensible-not just mechs, but actually I will Ludwig handed me a lot of things. He expected a lot from me, but I couldn't understand why.

"The only thing I'm sure of is his love for me, not a lover," he smiled wryly, "I sometimes feel that he is the father in my life.

"So I think they must have inquired about these things from somewhere, otherwise they would never doubt me for no reason..."

"I guess there are more than these, Highfield." Lavelle didn't look at him, but quietly stared at the galaxy outside the porthole. "I don't think your birth is exposed because of his intentional concealment. There must be something easier to discover."

"Actually, people who are close to the family should have heard about what Ludwig taught me personally, because it is too... unbelievable."

"I totally get it," Lavelle said. "If it were me, I would be shocked."

"Ludwig didn't just teach me knowledge. He was a little more lively when he was young than he is now. Before I was admitted to the military academy, he once talked to me about his idea of ​​transforming the empire - he had already planned this matter, Probably earlier than when he was designated as the heir of the family, he is a very pragmatic and planning person."

"A person who is practical, very planning, perfectionist and a little bit idealistic, it's scary."

Highfield laughed: "Yes, Lavelle, I think so too."

Ravel turned his head and raised an eyebrow at him.

"He talked to me about his aspirations, his plans, and wanting me to be a part of them."

"That's why you test Kurdening? Could it be that I have underestimated you for so many years, Highfield?"

"If your expression can be more sincere, I will believe that you really think so, please don't ridicule me, Lavel." He showed a helpless expression, "Except that I don't want to, I really can't. Of course, if I If I wish, I can still be admitted to the Capital Military Academy - Lavelle... so you really don't believe me so much?"

"I just don't believe that a person who copied my homework for five years is talking nonsense here." Lavel said mockingly, "Okay, don't be so wronged, the written test of your machine armor level is meaningless, continue to talk."

"I can't, and I don't want to. Although we have drawn a blueprint for the future of the empire together, I can't fully agree with him. I even think his ideas will bring about an extreme situation. I don't want to achieve him, let alone Willing to be his accomplice," he said, but his expression was exceedingly sad, "even if he gave me a chance to live."

Lavelle fell silent.

He and Lavelle sat face to face, and no one spoke for a long time.It wasn't until the AI ​​refilled their third cup of coffee that Lavelle stood up and turned his back to Highfield.

"I'm sorry, Highfield, but I have to ask you anyway.

"If one day your brother stood on the opposite side of the empire, what would you do?"

He smiled lightly.

"Ravel, what do you want me to do?"

Ravel shook his head.

"I respect all your choices."

"But I just want to make the choice that you will stand by my side—"

Highfield said.

"I'll kill him with my own hands."

It's like he taught me himself.

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☆, the fifth fragment

7. Two Diaries of Ravel

Today is October 2542, 10.First day as roommates with Ryan Richthofen Heidfeld.There is still half an hour before the gate control time, and Highfield may not return at night today.If that's the case, then he's probably no different than anyone else.But that’s okay, his aristocratic appointment can really provide me with a lot of convenience, and it would be even better if it can develop into a place where I live alone in the long run.

Today is business as usual except that the new roommate (possibly) stays out overnight.The new course seems to be not very difficult at present, and the intensity of extracurricular part-time jobs is not considered to be reduced for the time being, but the new roommate is still listed as an unknown factor.

In the afternoon, the instructor had a conversation with me. Apart from nagging about me not choosing combat command as a major (when will he stop mentioning this...), he also specifically told me to talk to Highfield. Get along with.But it seems that the teacher's worry is really superfluous - I haven't seen Highfield's shadow until now, I have to say that the teacher is a bit salty and worried.

We also talked about our plans for the future, and I'm sticking with my original idea.I don't want to be an officer like my fathers, I have no interest in it, and I have no feelings at all.To be honest, if it is such an empire, then it doesn’t matter to me if it continues to decay. In short, I don’t agree——

....I admit that so far I still haven't been able to understand what fathers would rather sacrifice their lives to protect. I finally expressed my thoughts to the teacher (this old man really couldn't shirk it), and the teacher didn't say anything, just He told me once again to get along well with Highfield.

Why on earth would I want to be friendly with a roommate who doesn't show up at night? ? ?

Today is October 2542, 10.The face slaps came too fast like a tornado. Last night, Highfield came back before I finished writing in my diary, which shocked me a lot.He apologized to me (why should I apologize) that he was delayed by other people and he didn't have to tell me that.I told him that I didn't care where he went and who he was with, but he insisted that he didn't want to be misunderstood by me...

OK.

It's not that I don't understand the hassle of being social (it's pointless), but I still don't understand why he cares so much about his image in my mind.it's for him in me