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——TR79.12.8——

Keha Si, Governor's Mansion.

"Welcome home~brother~"

Arcturus Mengsk, wearing a long gray trench coat and brown combat uniform, just walked into the house and saw his little sister running with a big gift box:

"happy Birthday!"

"Hush—whisper, Emile," he hurriedly gestured to his sister to mute: "Where are the father and mother?"

Arcturs is a tall and burly young man with beautiful short hair like golden wheat ears, deep blue eyes, sparse cheeks and chin, seemingly unorganized stubble, thin and sharp face The facial features as a whole looked a little serious and vicious, but this viciousness left only spoiling and helplessness when facing the girl in front of me.

"Dad is still at work, mother is directing the maids to prepare lunch," Amir lowered his voice slightly, but then turned his head up again: "Happy birthday! Brother!"

"Okay, okay, thank you, but please stop shouting loudly." Arcturs took the gift box helplessly.

He had originally planned to put it aside for a while, but looking at his sister's "quickly open it and then praise me", he still gave up the act that would later be disrupted by various small means.

"Well, let me see what surprise our little princess prepared for my brother?" Acturs took Emile to the living room to sit down and began to open the gift box.

The feel is very light, normally it should be a tie, scarf or hat? No, she can't be her sister if you can guess.

Despite this thinking, when Arcturus finally took out a golden spaceship model from the box, he was surprised by the tendency of his sister to choose a gift.

"If I remember correctly, Emile, this is what you gave last birthday?" He raised the model and screamed back and forth to make a flying gesture.

"No, "Golden Horse No. 1" was sent last year!" Emile Yoshi retorted solemnly.

"Uh... what about this?" Arcturs had an ominous hunch.

"This is the'Golden God No. 2'!" the little girl raised her hand.

"..." It turns out that changing the serial number is a different product? Acturs decided to find time today to find out where the profiteers had fooled his sister.

"Brother will command the big fleet in the future," Amir also learned from Actur's two strokes: "One spaceship is definitely not enough, I will give my brother a thousand!"

If you send one a year... let’s just be a sister and wish you a long life.

"Thank you Emil, you can play by yourself. I will go to see my mother and leave." Arcturus put the "Golden Horse 2" in his trench coat pocket, and then looked in the direction of the kitchen.

"But Dad already knows you are back." Emile blinked.

"I think he shouldn't have time to care about my schedule." Akturs frowned.

"Mora told my dad that you will return to Keha today," Amir pointed to the airport far away from the window: "Even the shift said."

"That guy..." Arcturus, who had stood up, didn't know which foot to take first.

"[Actuls Mengsk! Come to my study!]" A slightly old but still powerful middle-aged male voice came from the communicator in the living room.

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"Tell me, what have you gained in the year you ran as a federal mercenary?"

The Federal Councillor of Theron, the Governor of the Four Khayas, the father of Akturs and Emile, Angus Mengsk sat behind a huge mahogany desk, flipping through a note board in his hand, opening to just Asked Arcturus who entered the study.

Well? Father's attitude seems peaceful at this time? At least not as strongly opposed as it used to be.

Arcturs glanced at him and turned to look at the holographic bookshelf behind his father instead of his face.

"Firearms, fighting, stealth, and tactical team command have all made great progress, but vehicle driving, intelligence analysis, and command of the Corps have not gained much because of the lack of practical opportunities."

"So, do you think you "progress" can be competent as the governor of a colonial star?" Angus did not look up, then asked again.

"Not yet."

"But you still insist that your choice is not wrong?"

"Yes."

Angus finally put down the record board in his hand and looked up at his eldest son, while Arcturs seemed to intend to avoid it, but only slightly turned his head back to look at his father.

The appearance of the father and son was as if they were carved from a mold, but Angus could vaguely see that some blond hair was only gray, and he did not cover the cheeks and chin with the same white hair. Shaved, which caused him to look much older than his peers.

However, even so, Angus, who was wearing a uniform of the governor, pressed Aktuls who was only wearing mercenary clothes on the aura.

After staring at each other for a moment, Angus picked up the official record board again: "Oh, since you have seen what you want to see, but still haven't changed your mind, let's talk about your reasons."

"The Federation of Theron seems to be stable, but the moment of collapse is not far away," Acturston paused. Seeing that his father did not respond, he continued: "Why did the Parliament recruit large numbers of mercenaries to replace the army? Border, kill pirates? Of course, because their control of places far away from the capital star has been much less than before. In the case where the distance between the star fields is relatively far away, and large numbers of clones are used, no one with ambition will be willing to Follow the orders from Tyra, I don’t know how long the orders and arrangements are delayed."

"Although everyone's appearance is all human, they have been differentiated over the years by different colonial ships, in inconsistent star fields, and conflicts with each other-the word may not be exact-nation."

"For now, the colonial stars in the galactic, mimatal, caldari, jupiter and other astral fields have been separated from our emma star field. If it is not the first generation leaders on the six colonial ships, they are still alive. Probably already looking for various reasons to leave the Union."

"So, you let me stay in Keha and enter the National Academy for further study, with the hope of becoming the governor of Keha. Although there is not much problem, our enemies will not give me this time. Once the parties start a war, A powerful general who can protect the people is naturally more important than the governor who manages the planet."

"And I, your son, Arcturus Mengsk, have initially mastered a mercenary and have been growing in various actions during the year. In terms of military strength, my boys can defeat the EFF by a factor of ten."

After finishing his thoughts, Arcturs was a little surprised that he was not interrupted by his father, so he stared at the old man behind the desk.

"Huh..." Angus did not comment on his son's speech, chuckled, and slid the record board in his hand toward him: "Look at this."

"Huh? This is--"

After seeing the title of the record board document, Arcturus just wanted to swallow all the words he had just said.

"Draft Commonwealth Agreement for the Termination of Harbin Galaxy

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