Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

The Epic is an E-type attack ship. Her tonnage and size are not large among the many battleships of the Imperial Navy. The hull is filled with layers of Helios torpedoes, making the ship 1.2 kilometers long and 107 meters wide. The space under the body is very tight.

The crew hammocks are placed close together, allowing only half the number of sailors to rest and sleep at the same time.

But she still left a relatively comfortable space for the officers at the lower end of the Romanesque church bridge.

The following is a typical day in the life of the young captain Horatio Corcoran.

At 7:30 in the morning, Horatio would wake up from the large captain's bedroom, take a deep breath, sit up slowly, and watch the delicate hands on his chest and abdomen slowly slide down his muscular body.

The beautiful short-haired girl with a curvaceous yet vigorous figure held his waist, her face flushed with satisfaction, and her even breathing blew on his waist, making him feel a little itchy.

The black-haired young captain sleeps with a different beauty every day. Sometimes it’s one, sometimes it’s two, and occasionally it’s even more. They are all his lovers. As mortals, each girlfriend has her own emotions and physical needs.

It was Louise last night, and she happened to change duty at the same time as me.

"Are you hungry?"

It was just a seemingly ordinary greeting after changing duties.

In two breaths, the female officer changed from being shrewd and capable to the state of Xiafei's cheeks, and nodded to him with a slight smile.

The two enjoyed a romantic candlelight dinner together. The Glocks steak was drizzled with black pepper sauce and was delicious and juicy. After finishing the meal, the two continued to chat and laugh about recent interesting events, and walked into the captain's bedroom together in unison.

In this kind of environment where a man and a woman are alone, and it is not possible to bear the dew and rain every day, it can comfort the already mature body.

Even a woman as resolute as Cardia would inevitably turn red with the smile on his lips and his witty and provocative words.

Finally, she plucked up the courage to invite him into the bath together, and kissed him passionately in the warm water.

As the passion increased, there were traces of the two of them passionately beside the bathtub, on the Roman red velvet bench, in front of the desk, and on the bed.

In the end, the two human bodies hugged each other, feeling the warmth of each other, smelling each other's unique breath, and fell asleep together.

After waking up first, Horatio did not wake Louise and put on a brand new shirt that had been ironed and folded neatly.

His accountant is also responsible for taking care of the captain's daily life. She is both the captain's personal secretary and the captain's housekeeper. Every day she would put the changes of clothes in the designated place and clean and tidy the captain's bedroom herself.

Of course, every time I clean, my face will be hot and my ears will turn red.

The imperial navy captain who lives a tidy life like an aristocrat, the bedroom after a fierce battle is still too exciting for this unworldly academic girl.

Especially when she witnessed a whole squadron of pilot girls laughing and surrounding the captain who had just gotten up from his bedroom, and then went inside to clean the unbearable 'battlefield', her heart almost broke free. The restraints on the chest were directly broken out of the body.

However, after she regained her composure, she bit her lower lip and walked into the steaming captain's bedroom.

Pick up the clothes that were left on the ground and stained with sweat, and carefully remove the traces of semi-solidified milky white liquid spilled everywhere.

Until the bedroom is cleaned and looks brand new.

As the person beside the pillow stood up, Louise gradually opened her clear purple eyes.

"Good morning." He smiled and turned around, his hands fastening the buttons from top to bottom at an even speed.

Under the soft fluorescent light, his firm abdominal muscles, which were slowly covered by clothes, caught her eye.

"Good morning, Horatio."

There was a tacit understanding between her and him. They did not address each other's positions or military ranks during non-duty periods, but called each other's names softly like a pair of real lovers.

She looked at her lover and chuckled with a blush on her cheeks, a full and gentle feeling of happiness welling up in her heart.

Her thoughts are always tense on weekdays, but only when she is lingering with him can she completely relax her tense and anxious heartstrings.

"Let's have breakfast together." He invited her gently, reaching out his hand to help her get off the bed as she sat up.

The moment her toes landed on the ground, her thighs trembled slightly, almost losing balance.

"Sorry, I'm a little sore." She said with a restrained and reproachful tone.

He smiled and gave her a considerate squeeze.

At 7:45 in the morning, Horatio will appear in the captain's office on time.

The official hall of the Epic is far less spacious than the several hundred square meters of the Tireless, but this one hundred square meters of space can still accommodate all the ship's officers.

There is a gathering table and several curtained booths with sofas.

Everyone has already agreed that booth No. 1 is the captain's dining table. No matter whether other seats are full or not, that seat will be reserved for Horatio. However, the usually full position will be vacated due to the arrival of Horatio and other lovers.

Louise sat directly opposite Horatio.

"Good morning, little captain." Anya Fasha came over carrying a Taran specialty meat burrito and a cup of Reca coffee with cream syrup and sat next to Louise: "Also, Lu Lieutenant Yi Si, you too."

This delicacy has a more familiar name at 3K Blue Star - "Shawarma".

After saying hello, she smiled charmingly and touched Louise with her round shoulder, as if to say to her, 'I hope you had a good time last night.'

"Good morning, Captain Fasha." Louise moistened her lips and avoided the teasing gaze intentionally or unintentionally. This situation was still a bit awkward for her. As a simple Cardian, she was not as open as Fasha.

Looking at Louise's shy and restrained appearance, Fasha grinned meaningfully and looked at Horatio.

Unlike other girlfriends who secretly competed with each other, she mediated among the butterflies around him, helped him to adjust the relationship between everyone, and put herself in a unique position.

A position of an indispensable 'wing mediator' around him.

"It seems that you slept well last night." Horatio picked up the Middle Eastern coffee she prepared for him and smiled slightly.

"Generally, it would be better to have you. So, tonight, um~" She said with her head tilted while holding the coffee.

Before Horatio could answer, Veronica came over with a plate in her arms, shaking her round buttocks and sitting next to the captain without any scruples: "Hey~ Little Fasha wants to eat alone?"

After that, she came close to the captain again, clamped her voice, and said mischievously: "We are in the same formation. Since we are in the same formation, we must attack together~"

Horatio just smiled, without a clear answer, and reminded her to pay attention to her left with his eyebrows.

Veronica felt a murderous aura coming from behind her. She turned around stiffly, and saw that under the wide-brimmed hat with a white background and gold edges and a sky eagle,

the eyes of the blonde female military supervisor were facing her like the black muzzle of an enemy plane, and the eyes shot out were sharper than bullets.

"!!!"

The spirited sister stood at attention.

"Lieutenant Veronica, are you causing trouble for the captain? And, are you taking the seat that I should be sitting in?"

The blonde female military supervisor crossed her arms and impatiently tapped the golden edge of her arm with her slender fingers in white gloves.

"Yes! Commissioner, I remembered my seat wrong, I will make way immediately!" Veronica tucked her tail between her legs and hurriedly moved to another seat. She squeezed in with Fasha and sat opposite him amid complaints of "your butt is so big".

Farida elegantly and calmly maintained the stern demeanor of a military supervisor and sat next to the captain.

However, in terms of her position, as a military supervisor, she does have the qualifications.