Chapter 351 05.0350: "We want to know your story"

Amid the clanging sounds, the clear ringing of the triangular bell at the brigade headquarters could also be clearly heard, indicating that tonight's dinner had begun.

Horatio put down his empty bowl, thanked the cook politely, and took Louise back to the camp of the brigade headquarters.

It was still the same spacious and stylish tent, Sir Wellesley's royal tent.

The elegant long table, which is full of style and gives people a rare escape from the battlefield atmosphere, is filled with all kinds of exquisite and delicious royal court food.

[It seems that the food in this world's Britain is not terrible, at least not the food of the palace.]
There are a total of 13 completely different dishes. From the shape to the color and aroma, there is nothing wrong at first glance. They are all delicious and appetizing.

What surprised Horatio the most was that some of the ingredients were available in limited quantities even in the naval officers' mess.

It seems that Sir Wellesley really opened up his small supply storehouse and spent a lot of money.

"Welcome, our hero today!" Sir Wellesley smiled and applauded.

Then, the ladies who were already seated began to clapped their white and tender hands covered with lace gloves, with laughter as loud as silver bells.

“Today, thanks to our dear friends from the navy who have spared no effort in air support and contributed such a magical and efficient device as the war sand table, we are very proud of the success of the war.

This reduced our losses by more than one third compared to expectations, and accelerated the battle progress by a full two thirds, shortening the offensive that was expected to take at least three days and nights to the current 18 hours!
Therefore, ladies and gentlemen are able to take time off to attend dinner tonight."

"It's my honor to help my colleagues!" Horatio smiled modestly. Seeing him so humble, the ladies who watched the whole battle today burst into praise and applause.

"Please take a seat. Tonight's dishes are all delicacies personally prepared by my attendant, the royal chef."

Under the guidance of the waiter, Horatio sat in the seat facing Sir Wellesley, Louise sat on his right and Archie on his left.

There were also two new guests at the table.

One of them was Captain Anya Fasha, the Indefatigable's aviation wing commander.

When Horatio sent a request for supplies to the Indefatigable, he never imagined that it would be this woman with a creamy chocolate complexion who personally flew the plane to deliver the supplies.

As another major flying hero in today's ground support, Horatio would naturally not be so unemotional as to let her return directly, but instead invited her to join him for dinner.

The other person is Farida Hud, the military supervisor.

She hadn't seen Horatio on the Indefatigable for several months. Unable to bear it any longer, she applied to the Disciplinary Committee and came to the ground on the pretext of "monitoring whether the Astra Militarum treated Captain Horatio Cochrane reasonably on the ground."

In addition, she also brought a letter of recommendation from Captain Edward Peru to Louise, who had agreed to allow candidate officer Louise to take the naval captain examination in the second half of the year.

She was in a passionate love affair with Horatio, but she hadn't seen a certain naval captain for several months, which tortured her so much that the execution rate in her jurisdiction was two points higher than that of other military prisons.

Today I finally got the chance and finally came to the ground to meet my lover.

When Horatio was picking up the supplies at the airport, he was caught off guard and looked into the eyes of Farida who appeared. She couldn't help but smile sweetly, and her long eyelashes and blue eyes fluttered with a tenderness that was almost dripping with water.

Horatio was surprised and delighted when he saw his lover, his first love in this world, walking down from the Skyhawk shuttle wearing shiny boots and a snow-white naval inspector's uniform.

Before sitting down at the table, he took her to an empty corner and had a fiercely intimate moment with her, doing everything except the last step, to temporarily ease his lovesickness.

After the intimacy, Farida lazily snuggled in his arms, feeling his warmth, which was her favorite way of getting along with him.

The warm and broad chest continuously injected her with strength, and the cool breeze at night after the snow on the planet's surface melted did not seem cold enough.

When everyone was seated, an unexpected guest arrived late. General Cornwallis came here specially to attend the celebratory dinner after hearing about the victory of the First Brigade.

After some greetings, Sir Wellesley personally announced the start of the banquet.

"Please allow me to introduce it. This is beef tea pudding, a British specialty dessert. I think this naval lady will like it very much." Sir Wellesley introduced with a smile.

Horatio looked at the plump, elastic and smooth transparent pudding. He had already tasted its liquid version with Louise outside. The Jazz's collection version was naturally more delicious and went well with rice.

But he really didn't expect that this seemingly crude food could be used as meals for senior military officers and even be served in the palace. What he didn't expect was that it could become such a more elegant appearance.

It is made to look like a gelatin-like jelly, and inside it are really large pieces of fresh meat wrapped in crystal clear jelly. Perhaps to highlight the characteristics of the expedition, the wrapped fresh meat is also made into the shape of various British symbols. There are also fresh vegetables such as basil, coriander, shallots, carrots, etc. on the side.

The specially processed beef tea is finally poured into a mold after being taken out of the pot. After cooling and freezing, it is placed on a silver cup and served on the dining table.

"We have already tasted this British specialty 'tea' when we inspected the camp just now. It is very interesting, but I didn't expect you to be so good at eating it." Horatio praised.

"Of course, in recognition of your contribution, we must serve you the best delicacies we have here." The knight and his wife stood up and toasted the three naval officers.

Horatio also stood up with the two people beside him and raised their wine to return the toast.

Then, the knight pointed to a bird with fine serrated teeth and introduced it:
"This dish is our British specialty, the Royal Butter Braised Chicken, and this one is the British Royal Smoked Salmon. It is made from the finest salmon in the aquatic world. It is frozen and then dried and sent to the front line. My chef personally soaked it and restored it to preserve its rich fragrance to the greatest extent..."

It can be seen that the duke candidate was very happy today. He drank a lot at the table and was in high spirits.

After introducing the dishes, he was still not satisfied and even brought up his love anecdote with his wife, Miss Kitty Parknam, as a topic of conversation, and told the story in front of the ladies and officers.

More than a dozen years ago, the then unmarried lady of the Knights had rejected the pursuit of Arthur Wellesley, the fourth son of the family.

Wellesley was so angry that he burned his beloved violin and joined the army, vowing to carve out a future and make achievements that would impress her.

After Wellesley achieved several great victories on the battlefield, he was finally awarded the title of Knight and became a candidate for the Duke.

As a result, Miss Kitty Parknam turned around and pursued Sir Wellesley who returned home in triumph. After a period of melancholy, the two finally became a couple.

"That year I was 17 years old, and Miss Kitty Parknam was 20. Unlike now, at 17 I was still a young, sentimental, literary youth, and I was much more comfortable using musical notation than marching maps." The knight smiled, holding a glass of wine.

"Hahahaha!" The other lieutenant colonels couldn't help but laugh when they heard him describe himself as a 'literary youth'.

"Then, at a dance, I fell in love with the dignified and beautiful Miss Kitty Parker at first sight, and played a violin piece I composed for her."

The knight said this, stroking his wife's hand in a white lace glove, and said with a beaming smile:

"But for some reason, Miss Parkernan rejected me at that time. I was upset, so I went home and burned my beloved violin. I joined the army despite my family's dissuasion. Then, as you can see, with the blessing of the Emperor and the Queen, I successfully became a lieutenant colonel at the age of 24.

Well, although I got the position by ‘donating’, I eventually won the hearts of the Imperial Ministry of the Interior and Miss Kitty Parkernan with my real military exploits.”

As soon as he finished speaking, applause broke out.

"What an interesting story." The past stories of important people always arouse the curiosity of others, and the ladies at the table said one after another.

"Well, Mr. Cochrane, you were able to become a naval captain at the age of just 18. I'm sure you have a very remarkable story, right? Why not take this great opportunity to share it with the gentlemen and ladies present here?"

Horatio was enjoying a beef tea with large pieces of beef and tasty vegetables.

Seeing that Sir Wellesley was in high spirits and took the initiative to invite him, the lieutenant colonels of the Star Army and the noble ladies nearby all cast expectant glances at him.

He calmly put down the painted porcelain bowl in his hand, exhaled lightly, and smiled modestly:

"My life has been quite eventful, and if you ladies and gentlemen want to hear it, I will briefly describe it."

Hearing this, Anya Fasha, the female pilot who had only drunk a little wine and remained semi-invisible and silent at the table, also put down her wine glass, placed one hand flat on the table, and supported her bony jaw with the other.

She opened her eyes with long, upturned eyelashes and bright as the moon, and stared with interest at the familiar yet unfamiliar aviation commander. Her clear blue eyes and her plump, long lips were all filled with an exotic smile.

Fasha stared straight into his eyes, her beautiful eyelashes fluttering like feathers, and she looked a little lazy, yet interested.

She had long wanted to learn more about the life of this young, unpredictable flagship aviation commander.

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