broken world

Time jumps to the post-dinner walk that day.

The young red-haired marshal had sensed the alienation shown by the Merkaz family towards him.

He didn't know what the problem was, but he tried hard to find the answer.

"Miss Mercaz."

"Eh?"

"Did I do something to displease Admiral Merkatz and Miss Merkatz?"

"How could there be such a problem, Your Excellency Gilfies?"

"Otherwise, how could..."

"I'm too tired, sir, you worry too much."

In fact, in terms of age alone, Yang Xiaoli is much older than Jillfies.So even though Gilfies has always played a mature and stable role beside Reinhardt, he still feels awkward when facing this woman whose courage and loyalty are unparalleled, or... disturbed.

Yes, uneasy emotions filled his heart, because he felt that something was subtly changing the relationship between the two.

what is it?

At the dinner of the marshal's investiture ceremony, he had to stay beside Lord Reinhardt all the time, and didn't have time to talk to her, but in fact he really wanted to hear a "congratulations" or something from her. Words such as "I am very happy to see your Excellency come back safely".

It doesn't need too much embellishment, it's just a sentence.

but.

After finishing her conversation with Miss Anne Roger, she went to the liquor rack to get a drink by herself, and then turned to talk to Oberstein until Major Schneider called her away.

During the whole process, did he completely ignore the existence of the protagonist?

In the comfortable and pleasant salon, Ms. Anne Roger, who rarely attended the banquet, expressed her heartfelt congratulations on his promotion to Marshal, and Lord Reinhardt was also in a particularly happy mood.

But all this could not hide the uneasiness in his heart.

What is it that stands between me and you?

Gilfies wanted to ask, but he didn't ask.What he said was: "Maybe I'm really worrying too much, Miss Mercaz, I hope to have the honor of visiting you from time to time, so... is that okay?"

There are always requests that people can't refuse.Siegfried Gilfies, is this your style?

Yang Xiaoli thought with a big head, but said on the surface: "It's also my honor, Your Excellency."

The two ended the conversation happily.

Accompanied by her entourage, Gilfies left Ken Street, and just as Yang Xiaoli breathed a sigh of relief and was about to go home, a slender figure diagonally across the corner caught her attention.

Greenhill, dressed in casual clothes, stood at the door of a bakery, holding a large paper bag full of bread in his hand, his face pale.

Yang Xiaoli was eager to explain something to him, but an overground car passing by quickly forced Yang Xiaoli to take back the steps she had just taken. When she avoided the overground car and walked to the opposite street, Greenhill had turned around and entered the street. down an alley.

"Greenhill, listen to me, it's not what you think." Yang Xiaoli clutched his hand desperately, even she didn't know that she didn't do anything outrageous, but she felt a feeling of "being caught raped in bed" "a feeling of.

Green Hill, who was always gentle, seemed to have a layer of ice on his face, and there were even faint tears on his face when he turned his head away.

Yang Xiaoli suddenly felt that she was the kind of Chen Shimei who always throws away the dross...

"Greenhill, it's just a walk, I swear, I'm just an ordinary friend with him, not what you think."

After several minutes, Greenhill suppressed his hoarse voice and said: "But why are you so nervous? Are you so eager to explain this to me? Yang Xiaoli, I remember I told you that I like you, But it has nothing to do with you, even if you don't like me, I will not give up. But why do you lie? You want to tell such a shameless lie to someone who likes you!"

Greenhill shook off her hand angrily, and the bread in the paper bag was scattered all over the floor.

Yang Xiaoli felt that her heart was also torn into pieces.

Why is it so uncomfortable and suffocating... Could it be...

No, it won't be like this.

I will die at the age of 33, and I will not be able to bring any happiness to Flickenhillt Greenhill, just as the death of Yang Weili brought endless pain and sorrow to Ferrietniga. For Kenshilt Greenhill, it can only be pain and sorrow.

Therefore, you cannot be with Greenhill.

You can't ruin his life for the so-called love.

But...why escaped from the alliance to the empire, but still can't escape that so-called love...

At this moment, Greenhill had no intention of paying attention to her, and walked out of the alley alone.

Yang Xiaoli squatted with her back against the wall, trying to calm down her mind.

Done right, that's it.

Since you can't give him the last happiness, let him go free after hurting him terribly...

Felicity Nija Greenhill belongs to Yang Weili, and Flickenhilt Greenhill does not belong to Yang Xiaoli.

No matter how the future path is taken, it has nothing to do with him...

It is enough that the grief belongs to me alone.

Yang Xiaoli closed her eyes and thought.

After an unknown amount of time, a hand gently touched the tears on her cheek.

"Why are you lying to me?"

The purple-haired man stood in front of her and asked.

Yang Xiaoli opened her eyes, at this moment she no longer had the energy to argue with him about cheating or not, so she could only turn around and bury her head in a place where he couldn't see it like an ostrich.

"Ling Xin told me everything."

Yang Xiaoli's pupils suddenly dilated.

"She said that Flickenhillt Greenhill belonged to Yang Xiaoli alone, and Yang Xiaoli belonged to Flickenhillt Greenhill alone. This is a preordained fate. No one can separate them , except death."

"So... you are actually afraid, afraid of the moment when we are separated by death. No, I will never leave you, even if I go to the afterlife, I will stay by your side. Don't be afraid anymore, don't run away anymore, okay...?"

The purple-haired adjutant finished speaking with difficulty.

Yang Xiaoli didn't answer, he bent down and hugged her, she didn't break free.

Does this mean that she finally accepted him...

The purple-haired adjutant's face was close to hers, more tender than ever.

The tears of two people merged together...

The starry sky in the imperial capital was so beautiful and bright that night that Yang Xiaoli couldn't forget it many years later.

Flickenhilt Greenhill belongs to Yang Xiaoli, and Yang Xiaoli also belongs to Flickenhilt Greenhill.

How nice it would be if it could last forever...

In the next few weeks, in order to avoid meeting with Gilfies, Yang Xiaoli will find Green Hill to go for a walk in Dubeike Public Park after dinner, and then go to the "Sea Eagle" club to stay until around nine o'clock before going back .

Weekends are spent all day outside.

Mrs. Crocker didn't understand such a change, but Merkaz often said with a smile: "Soon, soon."

"What's coming soon? Admiral."

"Shirley's boyfriend."

"Huh? Where did Miss get her boyfriend?"

Speaking of this, even Schneider couldn't help laughing at Mrs. Crocker's slowness.

In fact, once when he accidentally passed Dubeike Park, he saw the man walking in the park holding hands with Miss Shirley.

Except for a handsome face, other places are no different from ordinary people.

The smile in love on his face made others envious.

Love is always blind, and it doesn't change just because the other party has a high position.

Ordinary men may be more suitable for outstanding Miss Shirley.

This is Schneider's idea, but in the near future, he will find that this man is not "ordinary".

Of course, that's a story.

All in all, the Mercaz family is in good spirits right now.

On the contrary, there is a person who is in an inexplicable confused mood.

This person is Siegfried Gilfies.

Could it be that the higher the position, the more disgusted Miss Mercaz would be?

The red-haired Marshal realized that besides dealing with the work Master Reinhardt entrusted to him, he still had time to entangle in such problems that were better than nothing.

"Gilfies, there will be a closed meeting here at one o'clock in the afternoon. Only five people will be present."

Gilfies nodded.

"Besides you and me, the other three are Countess Marindorf, General Oberstein, and Miss Mercaz."

Gilfies left the office without asking about the content of the meeting, and when he was about to reach the door, Reinhard stopped him.

【"Gilfies."

"What's the matter? Lord Reinhardt."

"Do you think I can hold the universe in my hands?"

"Except Lord Reinhardt, who else can do it."] (Note 1)

The red-haired friend's answer made the blonde overlord smile with satisfaction.

This kind of conversation was not the first time between two people, and Gilfies was not surprised at all. However, when Shirley von Merkaz announced the bold and almost arrogant plan in front of everyone at one o'clock in the afternoon, Red A look of astonishment and shock flashed in Marshal Fa's eyes.

"In short, the support of the people and the petitions of civil servants and military officials are enough for Duke Royankram to ascend to the throne of God."

Shirley von Merkaz concluded a long report with this sentence.

After hearing this, Reinhard said in a beautiful voice: "This report was submitted by General Oberstein. In this way, the Chief of Staff has acquiesced to this report."

"Yes, sir." The underlying meaning of this sentence is that he does not want to take credit from his subordinates.

"Miss Mercaz, it seems like you surprise me every time." The blond overlord said jokingly, "When did you start? I mean, when did you start thinking like this?"

Shirley von Merkaz tilted her head and seemed to think about it seriously: "It was just a rough idea at first, and then at the awarding ceremony of Marshal Gilfies, I suddenly thought of putting this idea in my mind. Turning it into a complete plan, heh, I am really bold and rash to say it."

It doesn't seem unreasonable that Reinhardt's coronation ceremony to ascend the throne in the future will be held in the Black Pearl Room.

In fact, the whole plan does not seem to be unreasonable.

Because a long time ago, a great figure in history used this plan.that person is...

"Gilfies, I want to hear your opinion."

The red-haired marshal narrowed his eyes and thought about it seriously: "There is no problem with the plan itself, the key lies in how to implement it."

"Miss Marindorf, what's your opinion?"

Hilgel von Marindorf has farsightedness beyond the reach of ordinary people in politics. Regarding this novel plan, Countess Marindorf thought carefully and pointed out: "If the young emperor does have a lack of virtue, then This plan should be able to drag him down to the throne, but the question is how to make this concrete? To be more precise, if the young emperor does not have such a lack of virtue, how can we proceed with the follow-up plan?"

Regarding this point, Yang Xiaoli has already had countermeasures: "A young child, growing up in an absolutely positive environment where no one will reject him and everyone obeys him, will inevitably have personality defects."

"Miss Mercaz?"

"Manic and irritable, once he notices a slight change in the environment around him, he will turn this anxiety into the destruction of external things and people... Well, destruction may be more appropriate."

"As long as we make full use of this point, even if there is no real injury incident, we can achieve the same effect through other means." The Chief of Staff of the Prosthetic Eye added this sentence.

His pair of organic prosthetic eyes made Gilfies feel an instinctive unease.

But he couldn't refuse the powerful temptation brought by this plan—if all goes well, Reinhardt will be able to sit on the throne of the Galactic Empire in three months at the latest, without bloodshed, and achieve his goal in such a gentle way ...Is there really no other way?

After the secret meeting, the red-haired marshal caught up with the chief of the military general staff and his second secretary.

"Miss Mercaz."

The silver-haired woman still kept a moderate smile and replied: "What's the matter? Your Excellency Gilfies."

"I want to talk to you again about this plan, is that okay?" The red-haired marshal seemed a little nervous.

Shirley von Merkaz turned to look at Oberstein, and Oberstein said very accommodatingly this time: "If it's too late, you don't have to go back to the General Staff." After speaking, he got on the car and left straight away. up.

The "Sea Eagle" Club welcomed their first pair of customers of the day at four o'clock in the afternoon, Marshal Siegfried Gilfies and Miss Shirley von Merkaz.

After bringing a pot of jasmine tea and two cups into a separate room, the two struck up a conversation.

"Speak, Your Excellency." The silver-haired woman poured the tea neatly.

After pondering for a while, Gilfies said, "I remember that in Vulture City, you always called me Gilfies, Miss Mercaz."

The hand drinking the tea paused for 0.5 seconds, but soon returned to normal. The silver-haired woman had a strange and polite smile on her face: "Is there such a thing? Do you remember it wrong?"

...why deny it?

Gilphiaes would like to know why the person who grabbed his hand and said "Reinhardt is fine, and you will be fine, Gilphiace." so?

But...he couldn't ask.

As far as he could feel, something was between them.

There was none before, but now there are.

So now all he could say was, "Well, I'd like to hear a more practical approach to the first step in Miss Mercaz's plan."

【Note】