broken world

Not long after, the sound of military boots stepping on the old stairs was heard in the apartment building. Silusia's first reaction was to run away, but she quickly realized that there was only one staircase in the entire apartment building.

God, what the hell is he here for?

Silcia thought carefully, she should not have revealed any flaws.

The blade hidden in the pocket of the nurse's uniform has long been taken out and put back in the cupboard, the others...

The doorbell rang.

If you don't open the door, you will show yourself guilty.

Silcia wrapped her shawl tightly, took a deep breath, walked to the door and opened it.

"Admiral Murat." The wine-red haired woman appeared behind the door, her tight body seemed to say that she was afraid of the cold.

"Miss Silcia, I hope I haven't disturbed you." Nethar Murat said in a slightly apologetic tone.

Silusia hadn't recovered from her nervousness yet, she crossed her hands and held her arms respectively, her pair of light green eyes showed doubts: "No, but I want to know, why are you here... because?"

"Happy New Year." The sand-haired imperial officer said with a cheerful smile.

Silosia was stunned for a moment, and immediately replied: "Happy New Year."

The next two people didn't know what to say. Nethar Murat stood at the door with a smile for at least 2 minutes before saying in a shy tone, "Can you invite me in for a cup of coffee?"

Silcia thought for a while, "Okay."

This was the first time Neithal Murat walked into a strange woman's house. The room was clean and tidy, just as she always felt.

Silcia walked into the kitchen and was busy, "Only instant coffee."

Just as Murat was about to respond, she accidentally found an unopened cardboard box with a coffee machine printed on it on the floor of the living room.

"Any coffee beans?"

Seeing that his attention was on the coffee machine, Silcia rummaged through the cupboard and found a bag of coffee beans, "I don't know how to use the coffee machine, I just bought it."

"I can use it." The sand-haired Imperial Army showed what could be called a smug expression.

Twenty minutes later, two steaming cups of coffee were placed on the white tablecloth in the restaurant.

Silusia reached out to pick up a cup, but Murat quickly grabbed her hand, "Beware of hot hands!" After touching her cold hand, Murat felt impolite and withdrew her hand, which was too fast. Carefully knocked over another cup of coffee, even though Murat moved away in time, the dark brown coffee juice stained the white tablecloth.

"sorry, I……"

"It's okay, I'll clean it up." Silcia moved the coffee cup to a nearby table smoothly, folded the tablecloth and threw it into the sink, and then wiped the table...

During the whole process, Murat could only stand aside resentfully, watching her at a loss as she finished her work.

When Sylvia washed and dried her hands and rewrapped her shawl and stood in front of him, he found himself unable to think of any words other than "sorry".

It was so embarrassing.

Nethal Murat thought.

"Any thing else?"

"Eh?"

"I mean, the coffee is over, is there anything else?"

This is an eviction order.

Nethar Murat thought again.But when I thought about the first time I came to someone's house, not only did I fail to make people drink coffee, but also stained other people's tablecloths...

Murat once again apologized for his actions.

"I'm sorry, I think there is nothing else. It's my recklessness to cause you trouble. I'm sorry..." After saying this, the imperial officer with sandy hair saluted with an apologetic smile, then turned and walked out the door go.

The moment the door was closed, Silcia let out a big breath.

Now she had no more doubts than she had at first.

Even the dullest person can see what this imperial officer wants to do...

But this...is it really appropriate?Or, why is this happening?What is the reason?

Silcia had to have these questions, although few emotions in this world could explain why, but...

Silcia wasn't sure what she wanted, whether it was the fleeting warmth in her hand, or the long and lasting...

There was a dull pain in her chest as if she had been hit by something, and Silcia shook her head, trying to get rid of these extravagant hopes that she shouldn't have.

At the same time, Nethar Murat got into the car and fell into deep thought.

He once teased the anecdote of Marshal Gilfies with Mittermeier and Rosenthal as a joke, and always took it as an interesting anecdote, but he didn't expect it to be his turn now...

When Marshal Gilfies went to 24 Ken Street and looked up at the house that lost its owner, did he have the same thought as himself...

Murat smiled bitterly, and drove into the officer's dormitory of the Imperial Army in Lumpriga.

Murat got out of the car and went upstairs. When he passed the door of the first-rank general Reoenthal's room, the youngest general of the Imperial Army stopped, turned around and pressed the button on the intercom.

After doing this action, Murat immediately regretted it.

At this point in time, Admiral Luo Yantar must be with his new girlfriend...

However, Murat was wrong. Admiral Jinyin Yaotong soon opened the door, holding a wine glass in his hand, "Mura, it's just in time. I have a bottle of good wine here. Let's have a drink for the New Year?"

"my pleasure."

Ever since the admiral with golden and silver eyes led troops to save the collapsing Vulture City fleet in the Fraser Corridor, Murat could no longer look at him with colored glasses like everyone else.

Admiral Luo Yantar deserves the reputation of "Double Walls of the Empire" in the use of troops.For this, Murat was deeply impressed.

"It's a pity that Admiral Mittermeier is not here." Murat said regretfully.

Admiral Gold and Silver Demon Eyes, who had enjoyed the wine all by himself before, was already a little drunk at the moment, and his strange eyes were colored by the misty drunkenness. He didn't answer Murat's topic immediately.

When Murat further said, "I don't know when I can go to Al Fasil to fight with His Majesty the Emperor", the admiral with golden and silver demon pupils recovered his mind and said the first sentence: "Iserlohn can't fall."

"what?"

"Once Iserlohn falls, our army must gather all our troops to take back Iserlohn Fortress, otherwise..."

In the eyes of ordinary people, such a proposition is too cautious. The reason why Reinhardt can win an overwhelming victory with an absolute advantage every time is that he has extraordinary foresight in grasping the strategy.

"There shouldn't be such a possibility. Even if we go to the hinterland of the alliance, I believe His Majesty the Emperor will set up heavy troops in Al Fasil to ensure the smooth extension of the supply line."

"I hope I'm worrying too much." Luo Yantar replied with a helpless smile, raised the wine glass in his hand to clink with Murat, and after the crisp sound, the sweet wine entered his throat.

Admiral Jinyin Yaotong asked casually in a narrow tone: "Have you been out tonight?"

"Ah? This is..."

"The army boots are wet, only it has just rained outside."

"Hehe, this..."

"It should be the nurse with wine red hair, if I guessed correctly."

(Lord Reoenthal, are you a detective xx...)

Murat, who was broken by humanity, began to regret coming to drink with the first-rank general of the Imperial Army.

How should I answer?Is it refusing to admit it, or is it saying "You are really perceptive"... However, an even worse idea came out unexpectedly-could it be that Admiral Luo Yantar also wanted to...

Murat immediately stood up nervously, and said very solemnly: "It's Miss Silcia, I just came back from there."

"Silucia... What a beautiful and sweet name." The admiral with gold and silver demon pupils, who was known as a master hunter, praised.

Now, Murat became even more nervous, but what should I say, "Your Excellency Roenthal, you monopolize so many flowers of the empire, please raise your hand..." No, this is too rude in public and private, so why not Saying "Anyway, your Excellency, you change your girlfriend every month, so you don't need to be an official..." Not to mention!

When she was about to go crazy with tension, Murat suddenly thought that this beauty hunter has a habit that can be called "good"-he never associates with more than two women at the same time.

Therefore, what should be said is: "Lord Reoenthal, did you not go out with your girlfriend tonight?"