This is a star hotel located on the Emerald Sea Coast of New Canaan. A dozen warm white rectangular plane buildings surround the golden sandy beach on the coast.
Each hotel building, which is only three stories high, is independent. The main body of the building is supported by one hundred feet high alloy columns. Guests can overlook Terrador through the wide long glass windows on the side near the ocean.
The world-famous emerald green ocean of IX.
Augustus withdrew his hand from Kerrigan's warm embrace, opened the quilt and stepped off the hardwood bed covered with soft silk fabrics. Augustus first went to the bathroom to take a luxurious hot bath, and then returned to the bathroom.
Returned to the bedroom.
When Augustus put on his new shirt and black square collar and trousers, the climate control device in the room started to work, making a very small fan sound.
As usual, Augustus always wakes up at the same time in the morning. This is a habit he has maintained since entering Turasis II boot camp. Augustus is always the first to wake up.
Come, wake up every comrade of the Demon of Heaven.
Opening the curtains of the window facing the ocean, the warm sun of the Terrador system is hanging over the rippling emerald-green ocean. Thousands of white sailboats and floating signs are floating on the emerald sea, which have just sailed out of the port.
The whaling ship is sailing into the distance.
——Due to the restrictions of local animal protection policies, whalers here are still using the methods from centuries ago to hunt Terrador pilot whales, narwhals and a wide variety of other local giant marine creatures. Otherwise, these magical
And beautiful biological species will be exterminated by humans in a very short period of time, just like this expanding race in the galaxy has done to many of the planets they colonized.
When the sunlight poured on the wrinkled sheets, the long fiery red hair buried deep in the quilt jumped and let out a lustful moan like a cat.
When turning his head to look at the squirming quilt, Augustus couldn't help but recall everything that happened that night. He and Sarah Kerrigan met frankly and touched each other tenderly. The passion between them was like that
The temperature keeps rising throughout the night, until the reason is burned away by the flames of desire, as if one's own body is to be integrated into the other's body.
Kerrigan's response was green but extremely enthusiastic. She was hotter than any brandy Augustus had ever drunk, so that she occupied the position of superior for the second half of the night. Although Kerrigan
It was just her first time experiencing all this, but she obviously preferred to take the initiative.
A gentle smile appeared on the corner of Augustus's mouth, and he walked towards Kerrigan on the wooden floor.
The graceful red-haired woman curled up in the bed quilt and reached out to touch the pillow next to her, but she didn't touch anything. The tremor spread through Kerrigan's voice like lightning. She still hadn't woken up but was already there.
I started crying in my dream.
Because of his understanding of Kerrigan, Augustus believed that she must be experiencing a terrible nightmare. All the scenes in the nightmare came from her childhood and scenes in the Ghost Academy, and those who died at her hands
It's like a ghost from the past haunting her. It's hard to imagine that if she had killed tens of millions of people, such torture would drive this strong woman crazy.
Guiltily holding the crying Kerrigan in his arms, Augustus began to kiss her and stroke her smooth back.
Few people know Kerrigan's fragility hidden under the cold iron mask. She will still cry like an ordinary person. But the Tyranid Federation will never pay attention to all this. They will only continue to force a person who will be extremely angry after killing someone.
The painful high-level psykers kept killing, and the memories deeply imprinted on their cerebral cortex were washed away.
The meaning of Augustus to Kerrigan is by no means as simple as a leader worthy of loyalty and following. When Kerrigan was killing people for the Federation as a ruthless killing machine, he was the only one who extended a helping hand to her and helped her readjust."
"Normal person" life.
It is still unknown and Kerrigan still cannot figure out why Augustus is willing to keep a high-level psyker who is extremely unstable by his side. She can only attribute this to his precious magnanimity and
With such a big mind, there are so many people with outstanding talents who are willing to follow him.
Because of this, Kerrigan fell in love with Augustus without reservation, and she also believed that this charming man should have such attraction to other women.
Her past experiences have given Kerrigan unimaginable trauma. She once lost all her family members. After arriving at the Ghost Academy, the academy's instructors would always mark each academy as the student's favorite pet or family member.
A final relic of remembrance to coerce the psykers into obeying orders.
In the early stages of the Ghost Project, in order to make psykers obey orders, the instructors of the academy did not hesitate to use all means of violence and intrigue to control their academy, even the use of drugs.
This is also the reason why Kerrigan immediately joined the Revolutionary Army after being rescued. She urgently needed an ideal or goal to support her in continuing to live.
Kerrigan has almost never truly owned anything, and everything that should belong to her has been destroyed or taken away by force. Since coming to Augustus, Kerrigan's life has become coldly different from the past.
Her career as an assassin was already a world of difference, so she was even more afraid of losing Augustus.
"What did you dream about?" Augustus smoothed Kerrigan's fiery red hair and kissed her forehead and flame-like lips.
"I dreamed that I lost you." Kerrigan said: "They dragged me away from you. I could no longer see you and the light. I fell into darkness again."
"What are they?" Augustus pressed his face against Kerrigan's hot cheek: "The Federation? The Zerg or the Protoss? Don't be afraid, I will be by your side, forever and ever, until eternity.
Until the end of the world."
"I don't know, they're endless black shadows," Kerrigan sobbed.
"Never..." Augustus held Kerrigan in his arms and promised her gently, in the name of God, in Jesus' name, in the name of anything that could calm Kerrigan down: "
I will never abandon you, Sarah, and no one can take you from me, not anyone. Whatever the enemy may be, they can never take you away."
"How could this happen?" Kerrigan said to Augustus: "I love you, Augustus."
"I love you too." Augustus comforted Kerrigan and described a bright future to her in a very calm tone: "When we overthrow the tyranny of the federal government and establish a system based on benevolence and equality.
, let’s get married.”
"The wedding will be held in the cathedral of Tarsonis, under the stained glass. There will be thousands of flowers there. All the people of Tyranid will bless our union," he said.
"We will give birth to several children to identify my heirs."
"I hope I'm not one of your most numerous wives." Kerrigan stopped crying and returned to normal. She always had confidence in Augustus's charm and suspected that as long as this man started to indulge himself, he would have more.
Loose women competed to be his mistress.
"I don't need that much," said Augustus.
In the following time, Augustus rarely enjoyed Kerrigan's coquettishness and charm. They kept kissing passionately, feeling each other's warmth, until Kerrigan stood up and prepared to put on her own clothes.
Kerrigan did not avoid Augustus's gaze, but it was only then that she realized that the long black evening gown she had taken off last night could no longer be worn, and some of it had been completely torn by Augustus.
Others were stained with less pleasant-smelling liquids.
"What should I do?" Kerrigan held up the torn black gloves. She just felt sorry for this: "This is very expensive."
"The new skirt has been prepared a long time ago." Augustus picked up his personal terminal that had been coded in layers: "Corporal Faraday, send out the new skirt."
Kerrigan's super-sensitive hearing was able to hear that Corporal Faraday on the other side was extremely serious assuring Augustus that he would transport it like a tens of millions of tons of nuclear weapons. Perhaps the latter still stubbornly believed that the revolutionary army would let Augustus surrender.
Everything he did was to take a further step in this great revolutionary journey.
"But that is the most expensive thing you gave me." Kerrigan said to Augustus.
"I will give you a few more." Augustus knew the cunning meaning of Kerrigan, who had just changed from a girl to a woman.
"I originally thought you might stay in bed for a while." Augustus admired Kerrigan's beautiful body, as well as her perfect waistcoat line and amazingly proportioned long legs.
The wonderful memory of last night once again appeared in Augustus' mind. It was about the powerful and toned legs wrapped around his waist, and those legs could easily kick off a Marine.
neck or break their throat.
Kerrigan was definitely the most dangerous woman Augustus had ever seen, and the meaning of danger was in every sense of the word.
"Okay." Kerrigan went to take a bath with peace of mind. Judging from Kerrigan's provocative eyes, she seemed to be happy to have something more with Augustus in the bathroom.
Augustus waited at the door for the person who came to deliver the skirt. It was not Corporal Faraday, but Mira Han with a playful smile on her face.
"How do you feel?" Mira, who wore a pink ponytail, put her hands in the two pockets on the back of her black leather pants and blinked.
"What do you mean?" Augustus took a new set of long skirts and coats from Mira's hands and said with a smile.
"Of course it's the feeling of conquering a red-haired woman." Mira knew a lot.
"This is not a conquest, Mira." Augustus said to Mira.
"But I will remember that night forever. I will never forget it."
"But you look very vain." Mira said, "I heard that Tychus is capable of fighting against eight people without even taking a breath."
"Animals can't be compared with people." Augustus said: "And I can still run another ten kilometers as usual... You don't know how powerful Kerrigan is. She hardly feels tired.
Kerrigan is far better than twenty women."
"Maybe she just wants you to be so tired that you don't want to touch other women." Mira laughed.
"Have you taken any contraceptive measures?" She said astonishingly as usual.
"No." Augustus said frankly: "I hope Kerrigan can be pregnant with my child."
"This sounds so erotic." Mira covered her mouth in surprise.
"Kind of." Augustus shrugged.
"Speaking of what hair color such a child should have. Judging from Valerian's blond hair, the Mengsk family's gray hair may not be a dominant gene. By then, your family will have to be dyed red and
Golden or something." Mira said.
"And psychic talent is hereditary, and the descendant of two high-level psykers will almost certainly also be a psyker. The Mengsk family has never had a psyker - this also means that the person who will rule the Mengsk dynasty in the future will
A psyker too."
"..." Augustus was holding back an old complaint in his heart that he couldn't express. Sometimes he simply couldn't match Mira's magical brain circuitry.
"What I want to establish is a republic, not the Mengsk Dynasty." He turned to answer a more serious question: "Are you the only one who thinks that way, or has this idea spread among our revolutionary ranks?"
"Ah...only a few of us think so. Rondstein believes that once you overthrow the federation and establish a new regime, you will not be able to delegate power to the parliament. The power of the new government will only be concentrated on you and
There are only a few people. And Harnak just wants you to be the emperor, so you can directly make him the marshal." Mira said.
"But what do you think?"
"Are you asking this question out of curiosity or for some other reason, or was someone instructing you to do that?" Augustus did not answer this question directly. He has been preaching the Republic for a long time without any sign of it.
It seems that he will become a dictator in the future.
"I'm just asking casually, and I don't want to get any answers from you." Behind Mira's out-of-the-box personality is a quick-thinking, smart mind and deep heart. She sees problems more clearly than many people who claim to be smart.
many.
"Then I will tell you that I have never wanted to be an emperor or a dictator." Augustus said: "If the new Tyran Republic no longer needs me, then I will remove my armor and return to my country."
"How is it possible? The world would stop without you, and the sun would never set or rise again." The most elusive thing about Mira is that you never know which of her words is a joke.
"I'm not mocking you, I'm serious."
"Do you have anything else to say?" Augustus waited for a while, and seeing that Mira had not left, he realized that the other party must have something else to say to him.
"Did I disturb you?" Mira asked.
"No." Augustus looked back.
"Say it."
"Our people who stayed in the Sara galaxy sent back news more than a month ago... Cha Sara discovered the zerg, which is an unrecorded group with a huge number. Currently, Cha Sara's
The Federation army actually engaged in a firefight with the Zerg - the Federation blocked the news, and all press releases in the Sara system could not be sent out, so the people of the Federation still don't know what happened." Mira said to Augustus.
"How could this happen..." Augustus recalled the scene that happened at the Umoyan Cerberus polar research station, and realized that the master of the swarm had been attracted by Kerrigan, and set his sights on it.
Koprulu Sector. Although humans had encountered zerg before the actual swarm invasion in 2499, the Cha Sara incident also meant that the zerg plague broke out in the Koprulu sector at least four times earlier.
Year.
However, for the revolutionary army that has always wanted to overthrow the rule of the Federation, the chaos caused by the zerg is not necessarily a bad thing.
"They came too fast. I hope it's just a hive army."