Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

Chapter 176 03.0175: ‘Her heavy feelings’

"It seems that our Miss Hood drank a little too much." After Horatio's reminder and Farida's cover-up, Captain Peru laughed boldly and joked, thinking that she just drank a little. many.

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency. I'm still a bit drunk."

Farida leaned back unsteadily on the chair, completely ignoring the aristocratic etiquette and becoming casual, but overall she tried to remain dignified and elegant in her behavior and words.

It made her look more like a seasoned naval officer.

"Okay, ladies and gentlemen." Captain Peru wiped his mouth with a napkin, and wiped his oily hands with a warm and moist towel.

"The rest is always short and wonderful, but we have been away from our posts for long enough. When we return to Abyss Port, I will invite you all to my official residence to hold a larger and more formal celebration banquet!"

The brigadier general raised his goblet and greeted the officers under his command: "To the God Emperor, to the victory!"

"Honor the God Emperor, and honor the victory!"

The officers took their seats one after another, raised the crystal cups in their hands, and expressed congratulations.

"Then now, let's restore the navigation watch system. Leave one person in each position to be on navigation watch, and let everyone else take a rest. All alternate officers can go back and rest."

"Thank you, Brigadier!" Some young child candidates shouted happily as if they were out of junior high school.

Facing the thanks from these children, Captain Peru nodded proudly.

Then, he said to Horatio: "Mr. Horatio, are you okay now?"

"There's nothing wrong with it, Your Excellency. I'm just a little tipsy."

"Then you will escort Miss Hood back to the officer's bedroom. If I remember correctly, it's next door to your bedroom."

"Okay, Your Excellency."

Horatio carefully supported Farida, but she stood up suddenly and almost knocked over her chair.

It was also at this time that Horatio was convinced that she had drunk a little too much, and was at a level where she was beyond tipsy, but still able to act independently.

Horatio supported her.

"I'm fine." She straightened her collar and strode forward.

Horatio hurried after him.

Because...she went the other way again.

In other words, she didn't know where the officer's bedroom was at all, and instinctively walked in the direction she had been to once - the elevator leading to the bridge.

"This little girl's drinking capacity is less than one-third that of her lieutenant general father."

Captain Peru shook his head with a wry smile, and arranged for several maids to help Horatio take Farida, who had drunk a little too much, back to her officer's bedroom, and asked the kitchen to prepare a hangover spirit. Tea.

The officer's bedrooms are scattered in the living areas of each officer. Horatio and Farida's officer's bedrooms are in the alternate officer's living area.

Located below the captain's office.

This is no longer part of the bridge structure.

Because the alternate officer's usual deployment position is usually on the command platform of each cabin deck of the ship, not on the bridge, and is not part of the bridge command group.

Therefore, in order to save these young people from traveling and leave living space to the commissioned officers who hold positions on the command bridge, the living area for the alternate officers was designed to be located at the lower junction of the bridge and the hull.

Not far away is the parking spot for the ship's rail cars and officers' cars, making transportation convenient.

It was quiet around the officer's bedroom, the hum of the noisy equipment gone.

The walls are made of thick multi-layer soundproof armor plates, and not far from the door there are gyms, heated swimming pools, libraries, rest and entertainment rooms and other living and leisure facilities.

It's like staying in a five-star hotel.

The only problem is that the living area for the alternate officer is within the core area of ​​the main structure of the battleship.

There are no external portholes here, and there are dome armor belts above and around it.

There are only holographic images in the corridors and rooms that look like windows and can be adjusted by yourself.

It gives people an unrealistic 'scent of birds and flowers'.

In non-high alert navigation conditions, candidate officers only need to work 6 to 8 hours a day, and the remaining 8 hours can be used for reading, fitness, entertainment, or walking around, seeing, and learning.

After all, for these young people of noble birth, passing the Navy Lieutenant Examination of the Star Territory Navy Department as soon as possible is the most important thing.

Captains don't really need them to have the specific duties of a commissioned officer.

"It seems we have arrived." Horatio greeted the assisting servants, and then opened the bedroom door.

One of the girls brought a glass pot filled with tea to the spacious and luxurious room, and served two cups of cold tea to each of them.

After saluting the two officers, they all retreated from the door, leaving the superior men and women with their own private space.

Horatio looked around the bedroom, which was about 200 square meters.

The floor is covered with clean carpets, with no dead ends in all directions and precisely cut to every corner.

The interior is divided into a sleeping area, a study area and a communication area with a sofa, just like a noble bedroom.

There are video, TV, and radio sound arrays.

The windows are Victorian four-column roofed palace windows.

The duvet cover and pillows can be colored according to the officer's preference and can be changed by the servants.

Farida seemed to have already said hello. The room was decorated in pink and looked very warm.

The girl's gait was wobbly, as if she was dancing ballet.

She walked to the bed, sat on it, and lay back, stretching her arms on the soft bed.

She just opened her eyes and stared blankly at the velvet canopy at the top.

"Are you feeling better now?" Horatio picked up two teacups and walked towards Farida: "Drink it while it's hot."

Farida sat up from the bed.

"Why aren't you affected by the Untouchables?" She looked at Horatio and asked this question that even Horatio himself didn't know.

"Well... maybe... not everyone will be affected." He shrugged, indicating that he didn't know either.

Farida looked at Horatio suspiciously with her drunken eyes.

"You are the only one I have ever met who is not affected by this power... Maybe the prophecy is not true. After all, aren't you a living example?"

"Your life is your own destiny. How can the prophecy interfere with it?"

He handed one cup of tea to Farida, drank the other cup in his hand, and then put the empty cup on the coffee table and said:

"I don't like or believe in fatalism."

Farida took a sip and then drank the whole cup of tea.

She reached out and handed the cup to Horatio.

Just as he reached out to take the cup from her hand, the blonde girl grabbed his wrist and pulled him over, and the empty cup in his hand fell on the soft carpet.

Just at that moment, Horatio found himself pushed onto the bed without any defense, and a young female officer in a naval uniform rode on his waist.

"Miss Hood."

He opened his blue eyes wide in surprise, looked at her hazy and attractive blue eyes, and asked with a wry smile: "What are you doing?"

"The curse on me determines that it is difficult for me to find a suitable partner. But you are not affected by my curse."

Farida opened her pink lips slightly, and a ripple of panic splashed in her calm eyes.

"I was thinking, if this is the case...if it is your offspring, will there be no such curse..."

She smiled bitterly, and misty tears appeared in her bright blue eyes.

The corners of her mouth twitched, and she swallowed her throat, with a little suppressed sob, and said:

"This curse...is too painful.

I...I don't want to see my child carrying the same damn suffering as me and living an abnormal life."

"..."Horatio stared into her eyes, raised his hands and held her beautiful face.

The girl was startled, and a trace of panic flashed in her eyes.

Her disordered breathing suddenly twitched, and then held, her body fixed in place and dared not move.

Horatio could see that she was not ready yet.

He held her face, and wiped the tears from her cheeks from the corners of her eyes with his fingers from both sides, like an angel's wings.

The handsome young officer used his strong abdominal muscles to drive the girl who was riding on him to sit up straight.

They were facing each other.

The two cherry-like lips were very close, so close that the delicate lines on them could be clearly seen.

Her pink lips trembled slightly, and she slowly approached him.

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