German Eagle: Steel and Magic

Chapter 65 Celebrating Fama's Birthday

"Can you see it before I leave Heidelberg?"

Instead of being slightly agitated, Karl was deliberately covering it up. After all, it seemed impolite in front of a highly respected doctor, even though the two were already familiar with each other.

"Haha, I'm going to disappoint you."

Dr. Delman spread his hands and said: "After all, this is just an idea of ​​mine. I haven't even worked out the design drawings. It will take at least half a year."

"It's okay, I'll look forward to it, thank you for the gift, Dr. Delman!"

Carl lost most of his excitement in an instant, but he couldn't say anything, he could only express his gratitude and bowed deeply.

The two chatted briefly, and Karl left.

Calculating that he can still stay in Heidelberg, there should be more than a month left, and Carl still has a lot of planned things to do.

Back in the dormitory, Karl began to look forward to his own exclusive vehicle in the future, because he has already operated many aviation vehicles, each of which will have subtle differences and completely different feelings.

What if Dr. Delman set up one just for himself?

"I still like the most "violent" one. After all, the Falcon 14 is the best I feel so far. That kind of feeling is something that the Falcon 17 can't give at all."

"Compared to Falcon 14 and Falcon 17, the other two Falcon 13 and Falcon 15 are a little... not comparable? It will feel a little awkward."

Karl was lying on the bed alone, muttering, the exhaustion after the experiment made him fall asleep quickly, he had a dream.

In the dream, Karl seemed to have turned into a light animal, he could fly along with the breeze, and then see the perspective of the sky.

First it was the Imperial Military Academy where he was, and then he was flying aimlessly. Karl didn't even know which direction he was flying, but somehow that direction was the Parisino Military Academy.

Sure enough, it was there, the red five-story building and the eagle logo on it, as if everything had returned to the feeling of stepping here for the first time.

Finally, when he flew to the village of Amplington, Carl saw his parents. They stood in front of their big house. His mother beckoned him to go home for dinner, and his father was holding the manuscript he had revised.

My father seemed very satisfied, and very ostentatiously told others about his manuscript.

Suddenly a strong wind blew Karl over, and when he opened his eyes again, he could only see thick black smoke. Karl didn't know where he had come, but he didn't feel good here.

Karl was shocked, because this was the battlefield on the Western Front, the Germans were fighting the Franks, shells and guns were shooting at each other, and after every explosion, countless people would lie on the ground.

death!

Karl woke up instantly, it was Yangstorf, Gilami and Gebor, they shouted "Captain." Then they formed a battle formation, and they were greeted by a Frankish mage squad.

"Little Carl."

Just when Karl was about to rush towards the opposing mage, someone stopped him suddenly. It was the dusty Captain Kamartov, Gustalev, and Martilda.

"Live."

An invisible force caused Karl to fall from a high altitude. He could only stretch out his hands helplessly, watching his former companions continue to fight the enemy, and then they were shot down one by one again...

"Karl... no, come back."

Carl sat up in an instant. He looked around and found that this was his dormitory, because the night became a little dark.

"A serial dream..."

Carl couldn't control his breathing, it was an unspeakable tension.

After going to the bathroom to take a cold shower, Carl felt better. He glanced at the schedule hanging on the desk, and found that he seemed to have forgotten this day again.

The day when I turned ten years old.

……

"Happy birthday to you, Carl."

In the restaurant, Fama sang happy birthday loudly. For a good-looking young woman, this kind of naive behavior will somewhat arouse strange thoughts in others.

At least the surrounding guests cast their gazes over, so Carl was too embarrassed to speak.

It's rude to do that in public, but it's Fama's best friend's birthday, and she doesn't care.

"Okay, okay, I'm already very happy."

Carl covered his head and said, obviously he doesn't care about the eyes of the world anymore, but this kind of life is somewhat embarrassing.

Neither of them can drink, so two glasses of orange juice are kept on hand.

Today's main course is veal steak, which tastes very good, because the beef is very tender, not hard meat that makes my stomach cry.

Since returning to Heidelberg, this is the second time Karl has seen Fama. The last time it seems that he came back from the front line and went to visit his alma mater, Parisino Non-commissioned Officer Academy. However, both of them are busy, so they didn't make an appointment.

Karl still has to read a lot of books at the Imperial Military Academy, and Fama is because the students of the 74th class need to arrange courses, and all their courses and training are arranged in this year.

Yes, the cause of the war.

In the second year, I went directly to the army for an internship.

The war will not only squeeze the cadets of the non-commissioned officer academy and the clerks who need to be busy for this, but more importantly, the requirements for conscription will continue to decline. If the war situation is really not good, the conscription may start from the civilian population.

But the most indispensable thing in the German Empire is the crazy patriotic people. After all, the style is to be patriotic, so they have no complaints about the battlefield and death, but some old or too young do not meet the standards.

"Time flies so fast. When we first met, you were just an ordinary student, if not including your magical talent."

With a piece of beef in his mouth, Fama began to recall while chewing: "Now Carl is a lieutenant, and he has made great military achievements in the frontline war."

"Let's talk after eating, why are you acting like a child?"

Karl preached with an adult face, but Fama didn't care too much, but still swallowed the meat in his mouth.

Fama is a second lieutenant. With her personality and serious attitude towards work, she should have many friends, but in fact, apart from a few young academic staff of the same sex, Carl is her only friend.

The "big men" in Germany always pay attention to some illusory etiquette. The smallest one is similar to saluting when meeting, but when it gets bigger, it will be out of reach.

Fama came from a commoner class. Although she was very polite, she didn't care much about the details of etiquette, but others did, especially the nobles.

As a result, without Fama's knowledge, he created some bad impressions on others.

Fama himself broke the news that he can only use a knife and fork correctly after the age of ten. From this alone, we can see the etiquette gap between him and other nobles.Although it is good that the knife and fork can be used for eating, but if the knife and fork are used funny, some people will always feel uncomfortable.

This caused Fama to actually want to integrate into some groups, but the results after every effort were not very satisfactory.

"It's just the two of us, why are you so particular about it? The last time I ate was eight hours ago, and my stomach has already started to protest."

Fama chewed and spoke, then choked, unsurprisingly.Karl stood up helplessly and beat her back, even he himself was worried about whether this girl could marry in the future.

"Hey, I didn't expect that I would have a day when the lieutenant beat my back. It's quite a face."

Fama does not resist Karl's physical contact with her. Except that the two are good friends from the same hometown, Fama has always regarded Karl as a mature younger brother.

(End of this chapter)