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Keha IV, Governor's Palace.

"Welcome home ~brother~"

Arcturus Mengsk, dressed in a long gray trench coat and a brown combat suit, had just walked into the house when he saw his little sister running over with a large gift box:

"Happy Birthday!"

"Shhh ”

Actturus was a tall and burly young man, with beautiful short hair as golden as ears of wheat, his eyes were deep lake blue, his cheeks and chin were sparse, his stubble seemed to be untidy, his face was thin and sharp, and his facial features looked a little serious and vicious, but this ferocity was only spoiled and helpless when facing the girl in front of him.

"Daddy is still at work, and Mom is directing the maids to prepare lunch," Emile lowered his voice slightly, but raised it again in the blink of an eye: "Happy birthday!" Brother! ”

"Okay, okay, thank you, but please don't shout it anymore." Arcturus reluctantly took the gift box.

He originally planned to put it aside for the time being, but looking at his sister's "take it apart and praise me" look, he still gave up the act of being messed up by various small means afterwards.

"Well, let me see what surprise our little princess has in store for her brother?" Arcturus led Amir to the living room and sat down, and began to unpack the gift box.

It feels very light, and normally it should be a tie, scarf or hat? No, no, if you can guess, she's not her sister.

Despite this, when Arcturus finally took out a golden model of a spaceship from the box, he was shocked by his sister's propensity to choose gifts.

"If I'm not mistaken, Amir, that's what you gave you for your birthday last year?" He held up the model and gestured back and forth in a flying motion.

"No, last year's gift was 'Golden Divine Horse No. 1'!" Emile retorted sternly.

"Uh...... So what is this? Arcturus had a sense of foreboding.

"This is the 'Golden Horse II'!" The little girl raised her hand and pointed.

"......" turns out to be a different product if you change the number? Actturus decided to take the time to find out where the profiteers had come from today to fool his sister.

"My brother will command the Grand Fleet in the future," Amir also learned from Actulus and gestured twice: "One ship is definitely not enough, I will give my brother a thousand!" ”

If you send one a year...... Let's just think my sister is wishing herself a long life.

"Thank you, Amir, you play by yourself, I'll go see my mother and leave." Arcturus tucked the Golden Pony II into his trench coat pocket and looked in the direction of the kitchen.

"But Daddy already knows you're back." Amile blinked.

"I don't think he's available to care about my trip." Acturus frowned.

"Mora told Dad that you would be back to Keha today," Emile pointed to the airport in the distance outside the window, "and even the number of flights." ”

"That guy ......" Actturs, who had already stood up, didn't know which foot to step on first.

"[Akturs Monsk! Come to my study! A slightly older but still imposing middle-aged male voice came from the communicator in the living room.

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"Tell me, what have you gained in the past year that you have been a federal mercenary?"

Angus Mengsk, a member of the Tyrann Legion, the fourth governor of Keha, and the father of Akturs and Amir, sat behind a huge mahogany desk, flipping through a clipboard in his hand, and asked Akturs, who had just walked into his study.

Not? Father's attitude seems to be quite peaceful at this time? At least not as fully opposed as it did at the beginning.

Actulus peeked a little, then looked instead at the holographic bookshelf behind his father instead of his face.

"There has been a lot of progress in firearms, combat, stealth, and tactical squad command, but there has been little gain in vehicle piloting, intelligence analysis, and large corps command because of the lack of practical opportunities."

"So, do you think you're 'progressive' worthy of being the governor of a colony star?" Angus didn't look up, and then asked.

"Not yet."

"But you're not wrong to still insist on your choice?"

"Yes."

Angus finally put down the clipboard and looked up at his eldest son, and Arcturus seemed to be trying to avoid it, but only slightly tilted his head and turned his gaze back to meet his father's gaze.

The appearance of father and son was as if carved out of a mold, but Angus could vaguely see that some of the golden hair was gray, and he had not shaved off the same white beard that covered his cheeks and chin, which made him look much older than his peers.

However, even so, Angus, who was wearing a straight governor's uniform, still overwhelmed Arcturs, who was only wearing a mercenary costume, in his aura.

After glaring at each other for a moment, Angus picked up the official record board again: "Heh, since you have seen what you want to see, but you still haven't changed your mind, then tell me your reasons." ”

"The Tyranid Federation seems to be stable, but the moment of collapse is not far off," Actulston paused, seeing that his father did not react, before continuing: "Why does the council recruit a large number of mercenaries to open the border in place of the army and exterminate pirates? Of course, this is because their control over places far from the capital planet is not as good as before, and with the relative distance between the various star fields and the massive use of clones, no ambitious person will be willing to listen to orders and arrangements from Terra, who don't know how long they have been delayed. ”

"Although all of us are outwardly human, over the years we have been divided into different — perhaps not quite the right word — nations due to different colonization ships, different environments in different star fields, and conflicts with each other."

"At present, the colonies of the Garent, Mimatar, Gadari, Jupiter and other star fields have been separated from our Emma star field, if it weren't for the original leaders of the six colonial ships who are still alive, they would probably have looked for various reasons to secede from the Federation."

"So, you let me stay in Keha and enter the National Academy for further study, in order to become the governor of Keha in the future, although there is no big problem, our enemies will not give me this time, once the parties go to war, a strong general who can protect the people is naturally more important than the governor who manages the planet."

"And I, your son, Arcturs Monsk, have already mastered a mercenary army, and have grown stronger in various operations throughout the year, not that I am talking big, only in terms of the military strength of the Federation at this time, those lads of mine can defeat ten times their Federation army."

After Arcturus finished his thoughts in one breath, he was a little surprised that he was not interrupted by his father, so he looked at the old man behind the desk in a daze.

"Heh......" Angus didn't comment on his son's speech, chuckled, and slid the clipboard in his hand towards him: "Look at this. ”

"Huh? It's—"

After reading the title of the noteboard document, Actturus wanted nothing more than to swallow back everything he had just said.

Draft Agreement on the Secession of the Keha System from the Tyranid Federation