It is now noon on August 24, 832 in the Galactic Common Calendar. This is exactly a Saturday. King Gert Sarote of Wilente, who had just attended the Privy Council meeting in the morning, returned to his home with some fatigue.
The royal palace, the Scarlet Owl Palace, is located in the imperial capital.
When he came to the viewing pavilion in the garden of the palace, his wife, Princess Selesia from the Alliance chaebol Moore family, was slowly enjoying a delicious lunch alone. When he saw his husband coming in, Sai
Princess Lesia just looked at the latter with an indifferent expression, nodded slightly, and didn't even move to stand up.
“Your Highness, the Princess, didn’t wait for your husband to come back to have lunch with us?” King Wilente threw his robe to the attendants who followed him, and sat opposite the Princess.
“Your Highness knows that my time to lose weight is over.” Celecia showed a very conventional smile: “I thought you were going to dine in the Privy Council.”
“Forget it, my recent position is not very good, so I don’t want to stay in the Privy Council and cause trouble for everyone.” King Wilente shrugged.
Princess Celecia put down the tableware, glanced at her husband with a smile, but with a lukewarm look, and said: "In the morning, the two Duchess Arosan and Morgash came over."
"Oh." Although King Wilente did not change on the surface, the princess still felt a trace of embarrassment from him, and her heart was suddenly filled with some evil pleasure.
"The two ladies must have heard some rumors. They may think that the reason why their son and daughter died at the God of War Festival has something to do with Your Highness. Your Highness, does it have anything to do with you?"
"The princess also said it. It's a rumor." Valente replied with a smile. At this time, the servants had already brought his lunch and quickly picked up the tableware.
But the princess opposite picked up a napkin and wiped her mouth gently: "I've finished eating. Your Highness, please use it slowly."
“Princess, please.” King Wilente nodded in response.
The princess stood up, and before she was about to leave, she suddenly said: "Your Highness, next month, I will take the children to the Alliance to visit their grandparents. After returning to the country, I will not return to the imperial capital, but will go directly to the territory.
Stay for a while.”
“The princess looked at the arrangement and asked me to say hello and apologize to my father-in-law and mother-in-law.” King Wilente was still smiling, and no other details could be seen in his smile.
Celecia Moore looked at her husband deeply, bowed and left directly.
After the princess left, all the surrounding servants also left the garden. The attendants in the Scarlet Owl Palace all knew that their master did not want anyone around him when he was dining.
King Wilente suddenly said while cutting the roasted lamb leg: "Until now, don't we know who did this to us?"
He seemed to be talking to the air. If the servants had not gone away, they would have thought that there was something wrong with their master's head.
However, a gloomy voice really sounded in King Wilente's ears.
“I don’t know. What we are actually more curious about is how the codename Red King was leaked? Did you show up somewhere before we didn’t know about it?”
King Wilent put down his knife and fork, looked at the empty seat opposite, sighed, and said with a smile: "If you were not the envoy of the past prince, I would throw you to the bloody owl next to you now.
In the woods.”
The person on the other side was silent for a long time, and then his feminine tone became a little more eager: "The past and present ministers have already presided over the meeting. All personnel in the imperial capital will be evacuated. Please stay hidden and do not contact us proactively.
.In addition, Miss Traveler, who was arrested by the Astral Knights, will not leak any information about you. This is the organization's promise."
King Wilente nodded expressionlessly and stuffed a piece of lamb into his mouth.
“Mycoplasma is about to hold military exercises in the Extreme Star Region, and all affairs will be temporarily presided over by the ‘Black General’. You can just pretend that we don’t exist.”
King Wilente sneered: "General Black? Do you think the blood shed in the Extreme Star Region is not enough?"
“This is a decision made by the present and the past together.”
King Wilente did not ask where the real leader of the organization, "Future Duke", had gone, but sneered: "If I think you don't exist, then I will be just a dutiful imperial vassal. If I accidentally
General Black has been killed, but don't blame me."
“This is also your right. Everyone in the organization, including General Black, will not have any dissatisfaction.”
That gloomy voice gradually became lower and lower, and with the departure of a will, there was no more sound.
King Wilente continued to cut his own lamb chops, and suddenly patted the bell in front of him: "Here comes someone! Give me two more steamed rainbow trout with extreme jam, a plate of blood owl meat rolls! And a plate of blood owl meat rolls!
Bottle Holy Lord!"
At the same moment, most of the officers and soldiers on the Imperial Military's No. 11 Sky Fortress, also known as the "Lion's Den Fortress", which was affiliated with the Empire's Extreme Frontier Guards, were in a state of excitement.
These fortress officers and soldiers, who had been nervous for months, finally got a rare day off and were about to leave their posts to rest.
We all know that any army that implements an eight-hour and five-day work system is definitely not a serious army. Therefore, these soldiers stationed at the borders of the empire certainly implement a rotation system.
However, August 24th is the Golden Dew Festival, which can be regarded as a festival that represents the traditional culture of the empire. In addition, some time ago, the entire empire’s army entered a level two alert state, and all front-line officers and technical personnel in important positions were
The vacation was cancelled, and everyone was gearing up for war. Everyone had accumulated a lot of fatigue.
Now, the order from the Grand Marshal has finally come, announcing that the alert can be lifted.
But the generals guarding the military region in Jijiang also know that the empire and the armies of dozens of servant countries and "allies" under its command are about to hold a month-long joint military exercise on their territory. When the time comes, everyone will have to
I was so busy that I was spinning around.
Considering that the soldiers were really tired, and because of the alert and combat readiness order issued by the Generalissimo's Palace, they didn't even have time to watch the God of War Festival - of course, the generals later felt very lucky. According to the development trend of the God of War Festival, these bloody and vigorous men
It would be strange if the Imperial soldiers didn't smash the TV set.
Although the generals of the empire are strict and hierarchical, they are not devils after all. They all feel that before the Generalissimo's order for everyone to prepare for military exercises is issued, some time should be spent to let the soldiers repair themselves.
one time.
The generals and soldiers of Lion's Den are very lucky. If they were serving in the Sky Fortresses in the Xilan Star Region, they would not have the time to rest even if they wanted to.
There is no way, that is the front line adjacent to the Alliance's sphere of influence. Although the current consensus of the entire galaxy is peaceful development and common prosperity and the joint development of the new continent, between the two overlords, the Empire and the Alliance, whoever dares to relax will definitely be beaten.
Comparatively, the Lion's Den Fortress facing the center of the galaxy is not so tense, at least in recent years.
Eighteen years ago, the predator tribe in the center of the galaxy launched the latest large-scale invasion against the civilized countries on the cantilever. In that war, all countries naturally suffered considerable losses, but the annihilated predator fleet was
More. On the battlefield, the armies of the two camps fought hand in hand, and the results were brilliant. It was certain that more than twenty Khan's flagships had been destroyed. The Empire's Astral Knights even destroyed one Khan's flagship.
A textbook-like gang-hopping operation captured Khan and a large number of senior generals.
Then, the Myshand Khan, who was 4 meters tall and could hammer a power armor into small pancakes with his bare hands, was brought to the imperial capital. He was pinned down in the square like a large dog.
He chopped off his head and hung his head in public display.
The galactic countries have since entered a tone of peaceful development and common prosperity, and it should be said that they were somewhat affected by this war.
In the following eighteen years, the raiders' intrusion entered the idle time, leaving only a small number of roving raiders. The largest raider attack the Lion's Den Fortress faced was one that occurred three years ago.
There is a group consisting of more than 40 large and small ships. If this kind of force is placed in the Spiral Nebula, not even the pirate group can be ranked ahead.
Of course, even if this is the case, the Galactic Empire, which is founded by force, will never relax in the military aspect, and still maintains a huge scale of combat readiness on the front line.
There are 240,000 permanent soldiers in the Lion's Den Fortress, plus various nearby branch fortresses, listening stations, control towers, various maintenance and repair equipment, plus the officers of the four patrol fleets, the total number of soldiers exceeds eight
One hundred thousand people.
During the three days from August 24th to 27th, these large numbers of military personnel will leave their posts and go to the only habitable planet and civilian space city in this system for a rare vacation.
Yes, the Lion's Den galaxy, named after the Lion's Den Fortress, is already the real border of the empire, but it is actually settled by civilians. They live on the fourth planet of this galaxy, a desert with only a small amount of groundwater and polar glaciers.
The planet, and the space city in the orbit of the planet. Together, the permanent population of the two is over two million.
This is of course because the desert planet named "Far Home Planet" has considerable reserves of minerals, but the space city is full of bars, nightclubs, virtual game rooms, stadiums and so many well-dressed small businesses engaged in special jobs.
Sisters, they can’t all be prepared for miners, right?
The Galactic Empire, which was founded by force, treats its soldiers very well. Even ordinary soldiers are provided with food, housing, five social insurances and one housing fund. Various allowances are almost as good as those of the average urban middle class. Their spending power is much higher than that of miners.
Don't know where it went.
There are only over 500,000 mining company employees and their families on the Far Country planet, and the other 1.5 million are clearly supported by the officers and soldiers of the Lion's Den Fortress.
Of course, this does not mean that the empire is really civilized and military. All soldiers work in shifts. Even in the most leisurely period, the number of people who stick to their posts is more than 200,000.
The No. 14 Deep Space Surveillance Station, which is affiliated with the Lion's Den Fortress Command, is conducting the last routine briefing before dinner with the Fortress Command.
“No abnormalities were found in Gravity Well No. 2.”
“Everything is normal in Gravity Shaft No. 4.”
“Gravity well No. 3 is still closed.”
“Very good, No. 14, continue to maintain routine monitoring. The command center will be on duty around the clock.” The voice on the other side of the communication terminal expressed satisfaction: “Please keep the line open at all times! We will conduct routine inspections every two hours.”
“Two hours? Wasn’t it one hour before?”
"Hehehe, it's a holiday soon. I have to get off work soon, and I'm going to a distant place to spend some time! Barbecue, Black Dragon Roll wine, roulette at Xinghen Hotel, and the ladies from Blue Bay
!I’m coming soon!”
“You’d better spend the allowance you’ve saved for the past six months there, and you’d better die on some chick’s belly!”
“Hahahahahaha, just keep envying and hating me.” The person on the other end continued to show off in a condescending manner: “Okay, in two hours, Lieutenant Lars will be the replacement. That’s it, the call is over.”
Captain Lu Duo, the station commander of Deep Space Monitoring Station No. 14, heard the cutoff sound from the other side and let out a vicious sigh. As soon as he stood up from his seat, he found that his subordinates were all looking at him eagerly.
“Look what I’m doing? We have to wait until tomorrow. Who asked us to be responsible for the deep space monitoring station?”
"Captain Belloma's team will not be able to come over to replace us until tomorrow afternoon. It will be at least evening before we can get on the transport boat to the remote countryside. And then, the day after tomorrow, we will have to go back again." One of the subordinates said: "Others
There are three days of vacation, why do we only have one day?"
“Because we are in charge of the deep space surveillance station! Just in terms of subsidies, we get more than others! Just stop complaining.” Captain Lu Duo said angrily.
“Webmaster, I lost more than two hundred golden dragons in the God of War Festival, and now I only have one day off.”
"so what?"
“When I arrive in a distant country tomorrow, can I have a meal? I want to eat Jijiang jam pancake rolls and black dragon orchid wine...”
“I’ll reward you with a big ear!” Captain Lu Duo said viciously, and then left an order to “continue to monitor” before leaving the central room and going to the lounge to have a cigarette to calm down.
There is no other way. Seeing that my colleagues in the Lion's Den Fortress are all preparing to go on vacation, I still have to stick to my post. It is still a bit unbalanced.
Just when Captain Lu Duo entered the lounge with a cigarette in his mouth, the detection instrument in the central control room seemed to have a subtle reaction. The fluctuations on the instrument screen jumped inaudibly, and then returned to normal.
The fluctuation this time was so subtle that the imperial officers and soldiers present at these monitoring stations did not even react.
Of course, this is not actually a sign that the Imperial Army is slacking off. In fact, even the most advanced and sensitive deep space detection equipment cannot complete all-round and tight monitoring of the gravity well and the entire star system. Some small-mass objects
When passing through the gravity well, the monitoring equipment can only form this kind of undetectable fluctuation.
This is one of the reasons why smugglers and stowaways can always pass through military zones.
To put it bluntly, what the military has to monitor is always a large-scale enemy group.
Of course, the people at Deep Space Monitoring Station No. 14 would not notice that a shuttle-shaped flying object about a hundred meters long had appeared next to the gravity well No. 3, which was almost closed.
within the galaxy.
An object that is a hundred meters long is certainly huge when placed in the atmosphere, but when thrown into space, it is smaller than dust. What's more, this small object is completely black in color, and its uneven surface is completely impossible.
The reflective, insect-carapace-like shell will not reflect any lightning waves.
If a spaceship passes by here and the crew happens to see this thing with the naked eye, they will probably be really surprised. In the mysterious universe, there are indeed mysterious creatures that can travel the sky with their physical bodies, but those are just based on their appearance.
It is a majestic creature that makes people feel sacred and solemn. But even the most experienced crew members have never heard of this thing that just appeared in the galaxy.
At first glance, this irregular spindle-shaped flying object does look like a large insect chrysalis, floating slowly in space with unknown power.
Soon, a special force enveloped the insect chrysalis, and its entire body merged with the void. As a result, even the body shape that could be captured by the naked eye disappeared.
Inside the huge "chrysalis", a "human girl" who looked only fourteen or fifteen years old looked through the gaps between the carapace at the brightly lit fortresses hundreds of millions of kilometers away, and beyond.
I licked my tongue on the yellow planet.
She knew that there was the flesh and blood that she longed for so much.
But she suppressed the impulse that was ingrained into her instincts.
"Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry. I'm not here just for this." The girl said to herself.
Then, she looked at the stars in the distance, looking for the planet that was only four jumps away from here.
"A month at most..." she said to herself: "Father, Sarna Star, I am back."