【Wei Yong】How to Become a Qualified General's Wife

Chapter 36

"I thought you'd have a little more talk with that girl," Chris said, holding a glass of newly-mixed Manhattan in his hand, the amber liquid was shaking back and forth in the cocktail glass, and he lay on the bar and looked sideways at the woman next to him. The silver-haired young man said, "Is that the flower of the mecha department?"

"Who knows." Victor, who was leaning against the bar, answered his friend with a smile.You know, his memory has always been bad.

At this time, Victor has already made great military achievements, and he has already attached a considerable military rank. He is a rare military genius.Although he is well-known in the military, he still lacks a bit of stability compared with his father.He never concealed his alpha pheromone, and the aura exuding from his body always revealed a bit of sharpness, with the unique publicity of young people.

Victor's long silver hair was casually tied into a low ponytail, scattered around his shoulders, against his delicate and handsome facial features, his whole body seemed to be shining.Several girls passing by the bar shouted his and Chris's names and waved them vigorously.Victor on this end gracefully raised his wine glass to the girls in response.He raised his head and drank a large gulp of vodka, the slightly cool liquid flowed down his esophagus, his stomach was instantly hot, and the girls let out screams with a sense of booing.

Chris also laughed. He took a sip of his Manhattan and asked Victor, "Have you found your girlfriend for the party tomorrow?"

The battle between the Second Legion and the Zerg in Delos finally came to an end two days ago. The Zerg finally withdrew from the territory of the Federation after this battle, and tomorrow's banquet is to celebrate the triumph of the Federation heroes.

Victor didn't seem to have seriously considered this question for the time being, he just shook his head, looked down at the watch on his wrist, it happened to jump to the number on the hour.Victor drank the last sip of vodka and put the empty bottle in Chris's hand: "I should go."

Chris nodded, and waved nonchalantly to Victor who was walking towards the door.This party belonging to the graduates of the military academy has lasted all night, and many people have already left the venue, and most of the people who stayed until the end were the focus figures in the school.Victor chose the right time to leave the venue. He simply said goodbye to the classmates who noticed him at the door, and then quietly exited the venue.

The gate of Nikiforov's mansion slowly opened to both sides in front of the black aircraft.The spacious courtyard that comes into view is bright and tidy, obviously well-maintained.Cluster after cluster of blooming hydrangeas nestle together, adding quite a splash of color to the yard.Several pots of lavender freesias are placed on the raised and low platform on the side of the yard, swaying gently with the breeze.Delicate cut flowers and a few purple petals were placed by their owner in the small bamboo basket next to the freesia, and the handkerchief in the basket was blown up, carrying a faint orchid fragrance.

"Master Victor." Victor, who just stepped off the aircraft with his coat in his hand, turned his head. A middle-aged man in a suit with a few silver strands in his black hair was standing at the door, bowing slightly to him with a smile. "The admiral and his wife have returned, and your birthday present is in your room."

"Thank you, Uncle Karl."

The silver-haired young man smiled and nodded to the butler he had known since childhood, and hurried through the gate.The familiar giant VIP jumped down from the stairs and was caught by Victor.Ma Kachin arched in his arms, stuck out his tongue and left a lot of saliva marks on Victor's face, and then followed him up the stairs.

A few servants that his mother insisted on came and went in the corridor on the second floor, greeting him between work.His father's familiar voice came from the study not far away, perhaps he was dealing with the work of the military department with his subordinates.Victor carefully led Makachin past the door of the study and walked to his room.

His birthday present was lying on the cabinet behind the door, and the simple packaging revealed his parents' usual style everywhere.Victor raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and raised the gift above his head to avoid Makachin's claws constantly stretching towards it, before opening it with some faint expectation.

A brand-new gaming helmet was quietly lying in the center of the gift box. The sunlight outside the window just happened to shine on its smooth surface, forming a small spot of light on the top, but Victor slightly suppressed his smile after seeing it.Almost anyone who knows a little bit about him knows that Viktor Nikiforov's interest in this kind of game helmet is probably not as good as the textbook "Federal History" that students think is the most boring textbook.

But I am afraid that these people do not include his parents.

Victor seemed to be used to this situation, he stuffed his gift into the cabinet next to the desk, and put it together with the other boxes with similar packaging.Makachin may have noticed his emotional change, put his paws on his legs, and there seemed to be some comfort in his wet eyes.Victor chuckled and rubbed Makachin's head, went into the bathroom to wash off the smell of alcohol and exhaustion, and after tidying up a little, stepped into the corridor again.

Admiral Nikiforov just came out of the study. His military uniform looked dusty, and he must have rushed into the study as soon as he got home.His silver hair was cut neatly, making him look more stable.Although Admiral Nikiforov at home was not as serious as he was at the military headquarters, he still exuded the coercion that belonged to Alpha.He turned his head to look at Victor who was walking towards him, and slowed down the serious expression on his face as much as possible, but it was obviously not so successful: "Vitenka, have you received your gift?"

"Of course, thank you." Victor smiled at him, "I like it very much."

Admiral Nikiforov breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. He probably wasn't good at communicating with his son, and there was a moment of silence between the two of them.He didn't know how to relieve the slightly awkward atmosphere for a while, so he had to look in the direction of the stairs twice. Seeing this, Victor took the initiative to say: "Mother should be choosing tomorrow's dress now."

"Then you go and choose one for her." Admiral Nikiforov nodded, he straightened his cufflinks, and told Victor as if he suddenly remembered something, "I might be late tomorrow night." Come, you can go to the venue first."

"Okay." Victor maintained the smile on his face and watched Admiral Nikiforov walk towards the stairs. The latter stopped suddenly after taking two steps, and looked at Victor with a slight frown: "Victor Tenka, should your hair be cut?"

Victor's long silver hair, tied in a bunch, happened to slip off his shoulders. He was stunned for two seconds, then lowered his eyes to look at his hair and replied, "Okay."

Admiral Nikiforov nodded again, and Victor leaned on the railing, watching his back as he hurriedly walked out with the military cap in his hand, until he completely disappeared outside the door, and there was the sound of an aircraft starting in the courtyard. sound.

Then Victor recalled that this was actually the last time he talked to his father.

"Vitenka!" The woman standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror and wearing a long white dress turned her head to look at the one standing at the door. The beautiful face that resembled him and had obviously been well-maintained was hung with a big smile.She reached out and pulled Victor into the room, "How about helping me choose another one?"

"Mom, this one on you is pretty enough." Victor smiled helplessly, but he still let her pull him to the gorgeous dresses lying on the bed.A banquet like tomorrow night must be the best occasion for Omegas to show off the communication skills they learned in the White Tower. Like other high-class ladies, his mother would always worry a lot about dresses or jewelry before the banquet Hours.

"No, no, I always feel that it is missing something." Mrs. Nikiforov looked at the dress on her body back and forth with a bit of trouble on her face.Victor picked up another dark blue dress from the bed. It had a few rhinestones on the neckline and a few violets embroidered on the floor-length skirt. It looked simple but elegant. Victor handed it to him Mother: "Try this?"

"I'll try it." Mrs. Nikiforov took the dress and ran into the dressing room almost without looking back, leaving Victor alone behind him and couldn't help laughing.He looked out the door, and happened to see the Beta butler passing by, and Victor stopped him:

"Uncle Carl, aren't you going to the banquet tomorrow night?"

Karl bowed his head respectfully: "Master Victor, someone needs to be watching at home."

"Just leave it to the robots, Karl, you should take a vacation." Mrs. Nikiforov turned out from the dressing room, and she put on the dark blue dress that Victor had chosen for her, looking Like a lively blue emerald, her tone was filled with anticipation, "Tomorrow night will be a rare carnival."

"But..." Carl still looked a little embarrassed.

"Yes." Victor agreed with a smile while helping his mother smooth out the folds on the back of the gown.

Carl finally agreed.They began to get busy for tomorrow's banquet, but no one could have imagined that the so-called carnival would only last until the moment it completely entered the night.

It all started with a broken glass.At that time, Victor was standing next to his mother, listening to her introduce the parents of the noble Omega, and responding to the mocking gaze cast by Chris not far away.The aristocrats all around laughed politely, and the Alphas occupied the center of the venue, talking loudly, while the Betas and Omega gathered in several different corners, and laughter could be heard everywhere.

Even though the venue was noisy, the sound of the glass falling on the ground was loud and clear, and the dumbfounded waiter at the dining table immediately attracted the attention of everyone around him.His superior hurried forward to reprimand him, but he turned around and plunged a sharp dagger into his chest.

Victor saw the pupils of the waiter's eyes that almost merged with the whites of his eyes. An alarm sounded in his mind, and he took a step forward to block the terrified mother.He subconsciously touched the back of his waist, but suddenly remembered that no guns were allowed in today's banquet.

The broken glass on the ground was like a signal. The nobles found that the person they had just had a pleasant chat with suddenly drew a weapon and attacked them. After a few seconds of silence, the screams were accompanied by gunshots.

The Alphas protected their families behind them, and had to face the unknown enemy with bare hands. The guards hadn't been seen for a long time, and they probably had already encountered an accident outside.The first one to show its original shape was the waiter, a huge golden beetle lying on the place where the glass was broken, and seemed to be directing his subordinates.

Victor and Karl kept Mrs. Nikiforov tightly behind him. Less than a minute ago, he received the news that his father was leading the First Army to fight, and he might not be able to make it to the venue.Victor reached out and snatched the pistol from one of the Zerg, and pulled the trigger on the other's head without hesitation, but the next target was obviously not so easy to find.He couldn't judge whether the opponent was a human or a worm just by a figure. Victor's gun moved back and forth, and finally pointed firmly at the worm beside the dining table.

A gunshot, but it was Karl who fell in front of him.Victor's eyes widened, he turned his head, and the Beta standing not far away was holding a pistol with trembling hands, and he quickly pulled the trigger a second time in Victor's direction.

The silver-haired youth was pushed aside, gunshots rang out, and the extremely dazzling blood slowly smeared on the violet on the dark blue skirt.At that moment, he saw the clear eyes of the shooter with triumph.

Victor woke up suddenly, he frowned, his short hair was stuck to the nape of his neck due to sweat, and his back was drenched in cold sweat.Makachin, who was sleeping next to him, whimpered softly because of his actions, Victor reached out and stroked its body gently, and quietly left the bed in the darkness.

He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows for a long time, and through the street lights outside the house, he could vaguely see the slightly dilapidated courtyard downstairs. The hydrangeas and freesias that had been left unattended had withered and fallen with the dead leaves. On the ground, the weeds have grown to half a meter high, swaying gently in the night wind.

The knock on the door interrupted him, and Victor quickly suppressed all the emotions in his eyes.He opened the door, and a robot was standing at the door, the red light on its head flashing again and again: "Hello, Major General Victor."

"Carl, I think it's three o'clock in the morning." Victor looked at the robot butler indifferently and said.

"Yes, but ten seconds ago, Major General Chris sent you a message about the Europa War." A list and a few words from Chris quickly appeared on the crystal screen on Carl's chest. Victor only read After one pass, his fists clenched unconsciously.He lowered his face, took a coat from behind the door, and hurried towards the study in the darkness: "Notify Chris, Mira, and Georgi to prepare for an emergency meeting."

"Okay, major general." Karl replied, and followed behind him, until Victor stopped and looked at it strangely, then it fumbled out a familiar gift box from behind itself and handed it to him, "Major general, This was found in your old room, do you need to throw it away?"

Victor opened it, and the game helmet lying in the center was still very brand new. He lowered his eyes, walked into the study with the whole box in his hands, and replied in a hoarse voice: "No need."

Carl stood at the door of the study and watched him slowly close the heavy door until the last rays of light were covered.It stood there for a few seconds, turned around and slowly disappeared into the dark corridor.

Chris tossed a styptic to Victor, who thanked him and lowered his head to clean the metal shards from the wound on his arm.The two who had just won a small-scale war smelled of gunpowder smoke, and their clothes were still stained with dust and blood. Chris sat beside him and wiped off the dirt on his face with a towel. Looking at the trace, he asked Victor: "How is your mecha?"

Victor shook his head. His mecha accidentally exploded on the battlefield. Fortunately, the war was coming to an end, and he ejected the cockpit in time, so he was not seriously injured, but his arm was still inevitably blown off by the mecha. Injured by mecha fragments.It takes almost no thinking to know who the perpetrator is.

"They even used such tricks this time."

"It's normal for a dog to jump over the wall in a hurry." Victor shrugged, and simply treated the wound that was still oozing blood.

Those eyes hidden behind the gun, apparently not infested by the Zerg, were deeply imprinted in Victor's mind, and even appeared in his dreams from time to time in the past few years, waking him up in the middle of the night.For him at that time, it was not easy to find the shooter who had sneaked into the nobles, let alone the forces behind the opponent.Victor tried his best, almost without sleep, and with the help of Chris and his subordinates, he finally found out who really instigated the murderer.

At that time, Victor was just a small military officer, and he had to deal with several old foxes in the military department while secretly carrying out his own revenge plan.During those extremely dark days, it was common to be unable to sleep at night, after all, one could lose one's life anytime, anywhere.But fortunately, everything has developed better than expected, and his power in the military department has also been further expanded with the promotion of his rank, and he is obviously slightly better in the game with the opponent.After all, they were cornered by Victor's plan, so they decided to take a gamble this time.

"When are you going to finish?"

"Tomorrow." There was a subtle light in Victor's eyes.

"I hope they can have a good dream on the last night." Chris propped his chin and looked at Victor who was injecting a hemostatic injection into his arm, with a hesitant expression, "Are you planning to go by yourself this time?"

The last time Victor insisted on personally going out to deal with a key person in the opponent's camp, the whole process was frightening.Although the final plan was successfully completed, it also scared his subordinates half to death.Chris couldn't help frowning when he heard Victor's desperate actions from Georgi and Mira.

"Don't worry, it won't happen this time." Victor walked to the table, stroked the gaming helmet on the table with his fingertips, and his expression softened a lot for a while.

Victor still remembers that he once promised someone that he would wait for the other person's arrival in the capital.And before that, his life must not be lost.

"Authentication successful, reading information."

"Welcome back, Victory."

Victor drove the black mecha through the long street in the middle of the training ground, and booing broke out one after another in the battlefields on both sides.He walked to the gate of the venue where the booing was the loudest, just in time to see the weapon in the dark blue mech completely submerged into the opponent's cockpit.The victory bell rang, and the onlookers shouted again after a short silence, accompanied by applause.

The winner didn't seem to intend to respond to the cheers. He simply jumped off the stage, picked up his prize casually, and ran towards Victor at the door.

"Xiaowei!" The other party's voice could still hear a bit of immaturity unique to his teenage years. He stood in front of Victor, his tone full of joy, "Are you going to sign up today?"

"Yuuri has been waiting for a long time?" Victor chuckled, walking side by side on the long street with him, heading towards the destination.They have already agreed to sign up for the two-player mech battle competition on the Star Network today. Seeing Yuuri's appearance, they have probably been looking forward to today for a long time.

"Fortunately, I just managed to play a few battles." Yuuri raised the exquisite little bag in his hand, which contained the prize he just won. Victor looked at the dark blue mech with pride, but his movements were still slightly With a clumsy look, he couldn't help laughing.

After hearing Victor's laughter, Yuuri seemed a little embarrassed. He paused for two seconds and changed the subject: "I heard that the military academy's exam application will start soon, and I plan to submit the application."

"Okay, I'll wait for you in the capital." The smile on Victor's face has never been put away since he saw the other party, and he was vaguely glad that the other party could not see himself sitting in the cockpit, "Speaking of it , I haven’t asked Yuuri why he wants to go to military school so much?”

"Hmm..." Yuuri became hesitant, and after a while, he replied in an almost inaudible voice, "Because of...Victor."

Victor, who heard his name unexpectedly, was stunned for a moment. He couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was, maybe it could be called a surprise, which made him bend the corners of his mouth even higher, and even his fingers Involuntarily trembling slightly.He steadied his voice, and repeated tentatively and cautiously: "Victor Nikiforov?"

"Well," Yuuri nodded, "he's always been a genius who surprised me."

Victor could easily hear his admiration from Yuuri's voice, he held his head with great interest and wanted to wait for the other party to say more about himself, but Yuuri didn't seem to have this intention.He just raised his volume slightly to hide his embarrassment: "Victor is only part of the reason, and I also hope to fight off those annoying bugs myself."

Victor suddenly remembered that when he first entered the military academy, he was also like the young man in front of him, someone he admired, and he had said similar words like ambitious plans.But in the end, that person unfortunately died in the war, and he finally realized that although the Zerg race is terrible, what is more terrifying and uglier than them is still a human being.

But it doesn't matter, he believes that he will have enough ability to protect him.Victor looked at Yuuri who hurried to the registration point and waved desperately at him, and thought while walking in his direction.

Victor, who just took off his gaming helmet, was still reminiscing about the previous battle with a smile, but Karl came into the room with rusty metal friction and interrupted him: "Hello, Wei, Major General Victor."

"Carl, what's the matter?" Victor looked at his robot butler. Since receiving the accident at the door of his house, Carl has not been as flexible as before.Even though Victor replaced it with a brand new shell, the core chip seemed to be irreparably damaged, and program errors would appear every now and then, but Victor still didn't seem to intend to replace it.

"Come on, I received a message from Guan about Yu...Yuuri." At this moment, Karl's speech also became intermittent, his voice mixed with a noisy electrical sound.After a few seconds, it displayed the information on the screen with snowflake dots on its chest.

It was an identity document that belonged to someone.Victor leaned in front of the screen, carefully deciphering the words on it: "Katsuki... Yuuri, gender unknown..." He scrolled down the information, and a photo came into his eyes as expected.A boy with black hair and brown eyes is looking at the camera and smiling slightly, with a pair of half-rim glasses on the bridge of his nose, showing a bit of cuteness.Victor remembered what Carl said just now, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Yuuri! Wow, amazing..."

The pad of his thumb slowly brushed over the location of the photo on the screen, repeating Yuuri's name with interest, and his ice blue eyes sparkled with surprise and excitement.Victor raised his head and wanted to thank his robot butler, but his bright smile froze for a moment.

The red light on Carl's head flickered twice, and the other signal lights that were on went off, leaving only the screen that displayed the information about Yuuri Katsuki.

Victor in military uniform stepped off his aircraft and walked into the house with a suit of travel and dust.As soon as he pushed open the door, a black shadow rushed towards him from the stairs with whimpers. Victor caught Makachin who jumped on him as firmly as before, and the latter put his front paws on him. shoulder, gasping for breath.The lights on the first floor suddenly turned on, and the empty room was brightly lit for a while, and a robot came out from the other side: "Welcome back, Admiral Victor."

"W-14, has anyone been here today?" Victor nodded towards it.

The main reason why Victor named his robot butler was to commemorate Uncle Carl who grew up with him.But after even Karl was scrapped early due to an accident, Victor only called his robot butler by a common code name, because it would prevent him from losing Karl for the third time.

"The Marquis of Presetti came to visit two days ago, and he hopes that you can contact him in time when you come back..."

Victor stood on the spot with Makachin in his arms, listening to W-14 report the records of the past two days to himself one by one.After listening to the last one, Victor asked, "Is there any record of Katsuki Yuuri?"

"No, Admiral."

Victor nodded helplessly, stretched out his hand and rubbed the space between his brows.Since Yuuri stopped appearing in the training ground, all the news about him disappeared for a long time, and it was not until Yuuri entered the military academy that Victor saw him again by chance.

It's not like Viktor didn't think about going to him directly, but his rash appearance might scare Yuuri a lot.Later, he secretly sent a message to Yuuri in the name of Victory, and only after getting a response of "who are you" for the first time, all subsequent messages fell into the sea without any response.

Could it be that he was blacklisted?Victor couldn't help thinking about it, and a sense of grievance welled up in his heart.

"Admiral Victor," W-14 said again, it took out a tightly packed box from behind and handed it to Victor, "This is the package delivered today."

Victor couldn't think of who would send him the package for a moment, he frowned and opened it, and there was a long black box inside.He glanced at W-14, opened it carefully, and there were two super S-class cores with streamers lying side by side inside.

He suddenly remembered that this was a prize he and Yuuri won in a competition together.Victor sighed indistinctly, and took the long box up the stairs, while Makachin followed at his feet as usual, bouncing up.

Victor pushed open the door of his mecha training ground, and a silver-white mecha was standing silently in the center of the field.He lowered his eyes and took out his own core from the box.

"Hello." As Victor installed the core, a low, strange male voice sounded in the cockpit, "Please set the name."

Victor pondered for a while. He recalled the name someone gave this mecha, and he couldn't help smiling: "Bacchus."

"Confirm the name as Bacchus?"

"confirm."

"The setting is successful." The male voice paused, "Let's get to know each other again. Hello, I'm Bacchus."

It took Victor a lot of time to set up the program for Bacchus, and it was already late at night when he left the mecha training ground.Victor hurriedly took a shower, and while hugging Makachin, who was already sleeping soundly, he began to check the two unread messages in the communicator.

One is from the scientific research institute, and Yakov told Victor that his genetic matching partner will get the result in a short time.Although Victor knew that the cabinet had been pressing him harder and harder recently, he still didn't intend to take this matter to heart, and he marked it as read without looking carefully.

The other one is the information of qualified intern candidates sent by the military academy. As one of the mentors, Victor has the right to choose the interns he wants to personally mentor in the future.He dragged the information to the end and clicked on the video file in the first attachment. A young man with black hair and brown eyes appeared on the big screen in midair. He was rushing towards the enemy with a dagger in his hand. As vigorous as a black panther.

Yuuri, who was obsessed with the thrill of fighting, was the same as when Victor saw him for the first time, with a dazzling light unconsciously exuding from his body, eye-catching and fascinating, enough to illuminate all dark and dark corners.Victor's eyes were instantly filled with surprise. He wanted to imprint everything in the video into his mind, replaying the video of the black-haired youth tirelessly over and over again.

Until the communicator's bell rang again.

"Admiral, Qiming is ready."

Victor nodded to Mira, and walked towards the brand new battleship.As soon as he stepped into the Qiming, he saw a familiar black-haired young man standing in the corridor, smiling warmly at him.

"I thought you slept through again, piggy."

Viktor curled his index finger and scratched lightly on the bridge of Yuuri's nose, who blushed in protest amidst the laughter all around him.Victor smiled and took his hand and walked towards the bridge, the rings on their ring fingers gleamed under the light.

If Victor is a traveler who once lost his way in the dark, then Yuuri must be his morning star. His presence makes Victor no longer feel the slightest worry and fear about the dark road ahead.

For he knows that when the morning star rises, the dawn will come.

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