NIKKE, when the stars bloom

What Phoenix didn't expect was that Mihala, who walked in through the door, had a look of deep depression on his face.

She just stood there, her left hand across her chest and abdomen, touching her right forearm, her eyes lowered to stare at the ground, and she even had some of the melancholy of Daiyu, who was as weak as a willow in the wind.

"Why, what's going on?"

The man, who had a lot of things in his mind but had no time to say them out loud, found out that his wife was in a bad mood and his aura as the head of the family collapsed on the spot. He hurriedly walked forward with a distressed look and tried to hold Mihaela's hand.

The woman did not resist.

She would never disobey her commander, and acting without orders was the most she would allow herself.

Going further, in Yu Mihala's eyes, it would be no different from betrayal.

"……sorry."

Knowing the commander's reason for calling her into the room, the woman, who was very considerate in every sense, took the initiative to admit her mistake without Phoenix saying anything.

However, there are usually two attitudes towards admitting mistakes.

The first type is to truly realize one’s mistake and admit it; the second type is to admit it verbally but refuse to admit it in the heart.

At this moment, Mihala chose the second option for the first time.

She doesn't think she's wrong.

Even if it turns out that her man is right, she still doesn't approve of the commander's actions and doesn't think that her behavior is wrong.

"This is the second time that woman has attacked you. Why are you still so determined to protect her?"

He lowered his head and looked at the commander's right hand, which represented his military achievements.

This was the first time in Mihaela's life as Nikki that she questioned her boss, her commander, and the person she loved.

"Although... although I don't mind you ignoring my feelings, but... but at least in terms of your own safety!!!"

The woman paused, a pleading gleam gradually flashing in her eyes, and her tone was so humble that it slowly buried itself in the dust.

"...At least, please consider me...at least a little bit when it comes to your safety.

If you are injured because of my negligence! Even if it is just an insignificant scratch!!!"

Mihara's voice gradually rose as she looked up at the commander's gentle gaze. Then her autumn-water eyes dropped again, and her tone suddenly softened as she murmured:

"I will be very sad, but not in the usual way..."

"I……"

"I don't like that..."

call.

The sudden hug interrupted Mihala's stumbling explanation. A pair of extremely familiar arms gently embraced her, and in her ears, she heard the commander's soft promise.

"Since you don't like it, I won't do it this way in the future, okay?"

"Eh?"

After hearing Phoenix's words, Mihala did not feel relieved or happy at first, but instead seemed flustered and at a loss.

She was very scared, afraid that the commander would secretly hate her because of this kind of thing.

"I, I don't mean to interfere with you, I just hope..."

"Of course you can intervene."

"Eh?"

After getting the answer, Nikki, who was leaning in the man's arms, tilted her head back and looked at the commander flattered, with the grievance she had felt when she expressed her feelings earlier still lingering in her slightly red eyes.

"But, but I'm just your Nikki, Commander."

"What's Nikki or not Nikki?"

Stroking Mihara's back, Phoenix, who had grown up because of the woman's selfless love, smiled with relief and said:

“My former teacher once told me that most of the time, a person’s life does not completely belong to him or herself.

I was still very young at that time, only fifteen or sixteen years old. My parents controlled me to death and I just wanted to move out and live on my own. How could I listen to words that needed to be carefully savored?

I was young at the time and not only did I not think it made sense, I also thought the teacher was an old stubborn man with very feudal ideas who didn’t understand what freedom was.

But...

Now that I think about it, the old man was right. Unless you are a gambler or drug addict who is deserted by everyone, a person's life will always have to be shared with others."

Holding Mihaela's soft hand again, Phoenix's tone revealed a hint of nervousness amid Anik's loud protests.

"Just like you don't want me to take unnecessary risks... I don't want you to always be so humble and cautious in front of me..."

The nano-metal dissolved and flowed from the back of the man's hand, a strand of it wrapped around the woman's ring finger and solidified quietly.

"Perhaps, such a promise can bring you a sense of security. Uh... Of course, if you don't want to, I can accept it now..."

"no--!!!"

Seeing the commander talking to himself while seriously touching the ring with his thumb, Mihaela, who was stunned by excessive surprise, suddenly came to her senses.

She let out a shrill scream and overreacted, and then she pulled her hand back violently, and put her left hand on the back of her right hand, as if she would fight to the death with anyone who dared to snatch her treasure.

Then, after seeing the subtle smirk on Phoenix's lips, Mihala, with hot cheeks, realized that she had been fooled by her own bad man.

How can a man joke about the romantic part of proposing and putting on a ring?!

Do you really dislike serious atmosphere? ! !

Amidst the emotional fluctuations of anger and joy, the woman who had a plan in mind leaned forward in anger and snuggled back into the arms of her commander.

The next moment, the man who was holding his wife's face froze, and soon he felt a wet and soft tongue tip flowing and teasing at his collarbone, and then slowly twisting downwards like a snake.

"I was just kidding. Wait, wait, Mihala! Last night wasn't..."

As they were talking, the wife he had just married leaned over without saying anything and used the tip of her tongue to probe his abdominal muscles, then his belly button and lower abdomen...

"Wait, I, I actually promised Anis tonight...hiss..."

……

……

wife,

Still knows how to feel sorry for people.

Especially a wife like Mihala, whose outlook on love is completely different from that of ordinary people.

After the teasing was successful in less than a minute, the woman who officially became the fiancée smiled and tidied her man's clothes and let him go.

Immediately, as requested by the commander, Mihala walked out the door and looked at Christine who was waiting at the entrance of the corridor.

"Commander, I have something to tell you. Come in."

……

……

"Christine, long time no see."

"Long time no see, Lieutenant."

Sitting on a chair, with his elbows on his knees, someone trying to hide the embarrassment in his crotch looked at the tall and elegant Christine, not caring why the other party changed his name to lieutenant.

"Last month, I beat up a black market dealer and found out that he had your combat video. But don't worry, the video has not yet been circulated on the market."

"..."

“That video has your front view, so you should know who took it.

Christine, tell me his name."

Feeling the coldness from Phoenix, Christine of course understood that the lieutenant might want to beat that guy up for her.

This is unrealistic, as the opponent is also a commander. In Ark, the punishment for fighting between commanders is quite severe.

"It's okay! Lieutenant, I don't care anymore." Christine shook her head and put on a magnanimous look.

"It's all in the past. I'm now a soldier of the second lieutenant. As long as the second lieutenant treats me well in the future, I'll be satisfied."

Seeing that Nikki was also thinking about her non-existent career, Phoenix said nonchalantly: "It's your business if you don't care, but Lieutenant, I care a lot, so tell me your name, soldier."

"...Ramo Haig." Nikki was reluctant to say the name, but was worried that the man would really go looking for someone to settle the score with, so she hurriedly added.

"He is also a commander, a second lieutenant, and a commander of previous terms. His qualifications are actually higher than yours."

"Ah."

After hearing the name he had been thinking about for a long time, the lieutenant nodded happily, still in an excited state, and asked again:

"Tell me, how do you want him to die?"

Chapter 130 Ark Succubus

The mortality rate of a commander on his first mission is 70%. However, for those commanders who are lucky enough to survive, after they have actually faced Letcher and realized the gap between the Ark and Letcher, their first-year survival rate can reach an astonishing 33.3%.

Taking absolute probability as an example, out of 500 graduating commanders, only 150 of them will survive after going to the battlefield.

Then, at the end of the first year, one hundred of the one hundred and fifty men would be killed, leaving only fifty alive.

In other words, the actual survival rate of new commanders who can survive the first year is only a pitiful 10%.

And these lucky ones will most likely be sacrificed in various more difficult tasks in the next three to five years.

If you are lucky, there may be one or two people left alive. If you are unlucky, it is very common for the entire class to be wiped out.

The commanders who were able to successfully survive for five years and apply for retirement basically crossed the class gap in the Ark after retirement, leaping from the civilian class to the political class of the Ark, becoming the bottom of the Ark elite.

Then, after several years of political corruption, some of them were inevitably killed by the Inquisition.

D has done this a lot.

“I don’t know the specific information, but I heard from other Nikkis that if Commander Haig can survive this year, then next year will be his fifth year, the last year before the commander can apply to his superiors for retirement.

If you have made outstanding contributions, you can even apply for retirement in advance."

Compared to the grievances she had suffered, Christine still hoped that everyone could live a more comfortable life in the future.

In her eyes, being able to have a superior-subordinate relationship with the second lieutenant was already a great fortune for Nikki.

"Oh~ He actually did it for four years?"

After learning that the guy who was privately selling combat records had been doing so for four years, Phoenix couldn't help but touch the stubble on his chin, feeling a little surprised.

He had previously worried that the other party was an unknown commander and that it would be inconvenient to find a name for him.

Now this is good.

Since he survived for four years, this guy called Rameau Haig must be somewhat famous.

……

……

"Something happened! Boss!!!"

"not good!!!"

"Report to the commander——!!!"

The next morning, 10:22:08.

Central Intelligence Department, Central Command, Central Military Security Department, Pure Land Field Department, Missilis Field Department...

All the surveillance personnel responsible for monitoring the MMR affiliated high school sent an urgent intelligence to their superiors almost at the same time.

——Lieutenant Phoenix walked out of the main gate of MMR Academy!

He is the only one!!!

In an instant, the relevant security personnel and assassinations personnel who received the news rushed out in full force.

Those responsible for security include agents from the Intelligence Department, the Central Triangle Force, police from the ACPU, field staff from Missilis, Ingrid's confidants, and assassins from the Inquisition...

Those responsible for the assassination were a mixed bag.

The death squads trained by the military, the central triangle forces, the police from ACPU, the field staff from Missilis, the assassins from Paradise, the mercenaries who received the bounty...