Chapter 2081 Who belongs to the glory?
In a large house in Xingfu City that has been cleaned up and damaged doors and windows repaired, ethereal and melodious singing is faintly floating out. In the hall on the second floor, a delicate tower-shaped instrument is emitting a rose color. A group of beautiful dancers in gorgeous costumes rose from the light. Their skirts fluttered, leaving a golden light in the air as they danced.
In the center of the hall, there is a gorgeous, polished wooden table. The table, which can surround a dozen seats, is filled with plates of food, including uniquely shaped sea fish. There were also land beasts with hooves and claws, of all sizes and in many varieties, stewed, fried, boiled, baked, and raw.
Other plates decorated with gold and silver threads contained exquisite desserts, and servants wearing bronze-green uniforms similar to the uniforms of the Astra Militarum stood around the walls waiting for orders.
Arnie, who was wearing a neat officer's uniform, sat on a chair, listening to the elegant music and slowly tasting the food in front of him with a knife and fork. The room seemed to be filled with soft and hazy ghosts. Swinging in the erratic light.
Through the window, you can see a storm blowing outside. Occasionally, a few beams of white light shine in from the tall and narrow windows, making the surrounding scenery particularly vivid, accompanied by the rumble of thunder.
It’s not that Arni doesn’t want to “fight side by side” with the soldiers, but having grown up in the sunny and spacious Shang’an, he is not used to that claustrophobic environment, but it’s not that he has Nothing claustrophobic, it's just that he would be in poor condition in that environment.
So he had no choice but to hand over the command to front-line officers and control the situation by "sitting above" himself.
But the time away from the battlefield also made him quite bored these days, and he even had to take out this "sentimental" display entertainment device to spice up the somewhat monotonous dinner.
When the song reached a new climax, Arni put down his knife and fork and moved his right hand to the empty goblet aside. Immediately, a waiter holding a glass wine bottle came over and placed the extremely expensive glass. Pouring wine into goblets that most Imperial subjects could never imagine.
At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door. Arni coughed lightly, and then an attendant opened the door.
"Young Master."
An officer in his fifties, wearing an officer's uniform, with some gray hair, but looking very capable and shrewd, walked into the hall. There were traces of being wet, and then he handed the hat and military coat in his hand to the attendant on the side.
This is Suhrab Ziv, one of the retainers sent by his father to assist him, and also his most relied-upon staff. His previous victories were all due to his advice.
This man was once a regimental commander in the Astra Militarum. He reached the rank of colonel before he was forty years old and has been serving in the Gothic sector. However, he was punished for offending a lord commander. Framed and hunted, he had no choice but to flee to the Maelstrom with his family, and was later taken in by Arni's father. From then on, he began to serve the Morales family, manage their family guards, and provide basic military support for the teenagers in the family. train.
After all, their family is also a "military family", and they have to understand military knowledge from the time they are sensible.
So Arni's military mentor in his childhood and adolescence was also Suhrab, and this man was also considered half of his master.
"Uncle Suhrab, thank you for your hard work. Let's sit down and have something to eat together."
Suhrab did not refuse and walked cautiously to Arni's right hand. At the same time, the attendants also Put the knife, fork and plate in front of him one by one.
However, he did not eat immediately. Instead, he had someone pour him a glass of wine, which was also his personal habit.
After taking a sip and putting down the wine glass, Suhrab asked the attendant to take out a small cloth bag from the pocket of his military coat, then opened it and poured the contents onto the table.
Amidst the clattering sound, pieces of rose-colored crystals emitted blurry light under the light.
However, Arni only glanced at it and withdrew his gaze. Precious gems or crystals were not rare things in his eyes, not to mention that these were not precious things, just some industrial raw materials.
"Master, the quality of this batch of minerals is very high. The Red Pirates have obviously missed many veins." "I don't understand why my father has to get involved in the mining here so quickly. The family is not short of money. ”
Suhrab smiled, then cut off a small piece of meat steak with a knife, put it into his mouth with a fork, chewed it and swallowed it, and replied:
"Maybe there was no shortage before, but it is different now. "
"Huh? What happened at home?"
"Nothing happened now, it's about the future."
Arnie wiped his mouth. Pull the napkin off your neck and place it on the table.
“Master, this expedition is obviously about to end. The power concentrated due to the war is a huge cake, but it is obvious that the Soshyan Supreme Commander, as an Astartes, There is no way to taste the fruits of final victory. Therefore, a huge power vacancy will appear, and there will be a more intense war than the expedition within the empire. These wealth will be our ammunition. Your father is actively forming a A huge network of allies, if you want to dominate the post-war maelstrom political landscape, you must have enough benefits to distribute and commit, and these are translated into reality, then it is wealth, status, land, and even the army, the Morales family Whether it can expand its influence from the Sagan galaxy to a wider area depends on the period before and after the expedition ends."
Arni clicked his tongue in disbelief.
"Why not get more glory by fighting for the Emperor? These seem boring."
Suhrab knew the young master's temper, but he understood that this was just Because the other party is still young, Arni's talent and ability are not bad. At least his military experience during this period has allowed him to grow a lot, instead of wasting all his energy on women's bellies.
"Haha, young master, glory needs to match status. Just like this expedition, the greatest glory will always belong to the Astartes, because they stand at the highest point, and even within them, glory is divided into levels. The honor enjoyed by the regiment leader is always higher than that of ordinary sergeants, and the pinnacle of all of them must be the young commander of the supreme lord of Soshyan. If you think about those big soldiers who are drilling tunnels, no matter how much they do, , is there any glory at all?”
Arni raised his eyebrows slightly.
“At least they have collective glory.”
“Isn’t that yours too?”
“Forget it, this kind of thing is nothing worth discussing, father. What else are you planning to do?”
"The head of the family plans to get you the position of governor of the Badab system."
"Huh?"
Arni was really surprised this time.
“Badab? I heard that that place was scorched to pieces, wasn’t it?”
(End of this chapter)