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"Sparta is coming!!"

I don't know whose shout it was, the recruit reserves of the seventh and eighth companies suddenly jumped down, and the two sides hurriedly opened the door of the canteen and honestly got out of the way.

In the silence, a group of short figures in blue training uniforms walked in a neat double line, it was twenty six-year-old male children.

The faces of these young children were tense, and their eyes did not show any innocence, but seriousness, and behind them was a giant in a white helmet, with a seed collector hanging from the heavy left arm armor, and the supreme double chain that symbolized his status hung from his shoulder armor, which was a pharmacist, and the intricate patterns and captain rank on the shoulder armor had revealed his identity.

Tariq cautiously walked behind the Spartan training team, following them with broken steps, although the little soldiers had tried to take as fast steps as they could, but it was still too slow for Tariq, and he had to move his steps carefully, because his every move could cause the death of a Spartan child if he was not careful.

As Tariq entered the cafeteria, he turned his head and scanned the sides with a cold gaze, warning the recruits and reserves with an icy gaze - don't make trouble!

Recently, Tariq has been a little nervous for his Spartan training team, and this kind of fight in the past has been ignored at most, but today it has touched his sensitive nerves for some reason.

After Tariq entered, the people who were warned also dispersed under the leadership of their respective company commanders and captains, poured into the cafeteria, and ran towards their dining area, and an incident that could have caused a brawl dissipated without a trace.

Tariq followed the group of scouts into the cafeteria, and led them to the special canteen window, received twenty children's nutrition packages, sat on their exclusive seats, and began to eat, Tariq breathed a sigh of relief, taking care of children is not a worry-free thing, even if these young children are slaves, beggars and bankrupt families, they have been tempered by hard life to be extremely sensible, and they do not cry like ordinary bear children, but even so, just take care of their lives and training, Monitoring their physical development is also an extremely strenuous experience.

Relieved, Tariq stood up to get ready to receive his large portion of breakfast, only to notice a tall figure sitting on the dining seat not far from him, raising his hand to greet him.

"Brother Tariq, there's still a lot of food here, why don't you come and eat it together!?"

"Captain!"

Tariq was a little surprised, although this canteen belongs to the barracks canteen, the characteristics are that the food is rich and unlimited, and there are various types of dining seats, and anyone including space marines and wolf fang guards can come here to eat, so there are many star soldiers and wolf fang guards who go out to hunt beasts when they go out and come back, they will have a meal here before leaving, but the head of the regiment has a lot of affairs, I heard that not long ago he was discussing things with the bishop of the Mechanicus Sect on the No. 1 casting world, How could there be kung fu to run back to the barracks canteen to eat.

With this question in mind, Tariq sat down on the tall square table where the regimental commander was, the greasy table reflecting Tariq's vague shadow, on which was filled with an abundance of food, vegetables, unknown beasts, and fish, all neatly piled up on the table, and all of them had one thing in common, that is, they were greasy and generous.

After taking a seat on the other side of the square table, Tariq realized that opposite the leader, there was a woman sitting on a raised seat, it was Emilia of the Arthur family, who had not been seen for many years, but she was still radiant.

And now, Emilia is in a dilemma, wearing a noble dress, she is holding a knife and fork, and she is a little embarrassed to look at the dishes on the table, not only how to start.

Seeing Amilia, Tariq suddenly realized that there was a guest coming, and for the interstellar warband, it was a supreme etiquette to let the head of the group entertain the guests. However, for the first time, Tariq felt that his regimental leader was the kind of person who had more intelligence and less emotional intelligence.

"Chef!"

Tariq shouted.

"Take some small plates, chopsticks and high-quality rice, mix some vegetable salad and stir-fry some lighter side dishes by the way, remember not too much, just enough for an ordinary person to eat!"

The chef who was hiding in the distance and sneaking to look at this side suddenly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the order, this chubby guy is the head of this canteen, his skills are good, whether it is a big pot of rice or a small stove, its taste is enough to compare to a five-star chef, but it is a pity that Brother Asterta's creed always makes him unable to play his craft, and now he is a guest, but under the order of the head of the group, the chef can't muster up the courage to express his opinion, so he can only carry a bumpy and restless heart, and try his best to meet the requirements of the head of the group. Try not to be so greasy.

Even if he was an uninformed chef, he knew that a noble lady was unlikely to like these greasy, chunky dishes, but unfortunately the head of the troupe seemed to think that what he liked must be good.

"Thank you!"

Emilia breathed a sigh of relief, and she whispered a sincere thank you to Tariq, who shook her head slightly and opened her mouth to divert the topic.

"I wonder Miss Amilia, what's the matter with visiting the Warbenders this time?"

The head of the regiment is very good, but his emotional intelligence is not high, and he is easy to be emotional, and often commits some confusing things, such as signing a contract with the Arthur family, at that time, this was still the decision of the head of the regiment of Yiyantang, and he could not refute it, although this incident has later confirmed that the decision of the regiment leader is not only not wrong, but in a sense, it has also laid a good foundation for the rise of the Warden warband, but Tariq decided to check it himself, in case the Miss Emilia in front of him plays the emotional card, It is easy to get any promise from the head of the regiment, although no one has been able to get a big bargain from the head of the regiment so far, but from the perspective of the leader's emotional intelligence, a small bargain is inevitable.

Emilia looked at Tariq thoughtfully, and then she said.

"Lord Tariq, is it okay to talk about things in public?"

"It doesn't matter, the people who can eat here are the ones you can trust."

"Well, this time I came to visit the Warden Warband, in addition to the caravan to transport the remaining materials and equipment of the arsenal project, there are also 50,000 criminals and twenty psionics who have been transported here to replenish the manpower of your group."

"Then on behalf of the Warband, I'd like to thank the Arthur family for their generosity!"

Tariq preemptively said.

"But I have some doubts, I believe that with the strength of the Arthur family, I believe that 50,000 criminals can still do it. However, your family is only a medium-sized merchant ronin family, when did you dare to snatch food from the black ship of the Imperial Inquisition? ”

The Psionics are a dangerous mutated sub-human, and any innate psionics in the Empire, with the exception of the Starwhisperer and Navigator families, are mutated from a large number of ordinary people.

If a psyker is discovered or he has been lurking, he has never used psionic energy in his life, and he lives an ordinary life until he dies, if these wild psionics who are not registered in the empire and have not received professional psionic training are out of control, then it will be a natural and man-made disaster for ordinary people and their world, and if it is not handled properly, the fate of being slaughtered by demons and the Inquisitor-Court is very likely to befall their heads.

And since twenty psionics can be sent to the Warden by Emilia, it means that these are some psykers who have been hidden by others and have not been discovered by the Imperial Inquisition. Once a psyker of this size is discovered, the Warden Warband is fine, and the Inquisitor-Tribunal will not come to the door to ask for trouble because of this kind of thing, and a medium-sized merchant ronin family may be able to burn at the stake every minute and conduct a human meat barbecue.

That's why Tariq was so curious about the courage and strength of the Arthur family to find there, and was able to find these twenty unregistered psionics.

Hearing this, Gavin also realized the seriousness of the problem, he immediately put down the food in his hand, swallowed the piece of meat in his mouth, and his face began to become serious, and the sharp gaze made Emilia feel as if her scalp was about to be torn apart by a substantial gaze.

She felt that if there was no reasonable explanation for this matter, she would be killed on the spot in the next moment, believing that for a powerful interstellar warband leader, an empty-handed hand knife could also achieve the effect of a sharp blade.

In order not to let herself die here in embarrassment, Emilia suddenly explained in a panic.

"Actually, the 50,000 criminals are the contribution of the Arthur family, and the psionic is the Earl family of the Omar Star Domain, the patriarch of the Gregory family, and the goods transported by the Governor Mia to the Arthur family are a gift from the Gregory family to your group."

After speaking, Emilia hurriedly took out a letter from the leather bag in her hand and handed it to Gavin.

Gavin took it, looked at the Gregory family mark and code on the envelope, and believed Amilia's statement.

"Alas~~~~~~"

Tariq sighed secretly, feeling sorry for the basic negative emotional intelligence of the regiment leader, his question is just a reasonable question, it is a common business method among the nobles of the empire now, how can you intimidate the guests and force the answer after you find out the problem.

Is it true that the longer the time, the lower the emotional intelligence?

Tariq couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

At this time, Jiawen was about to tear the letter open by himself to see what was inside, and Tariq couldn't help but remind him when he saw the envelope decorated with pink colors.

"Commander, shouldn't you open this kind of private letter alone in the office?"

"It doesn't matter, it's not an unsightly thing."

Gavin looked indifferent, and then in Emilia's regretful, strange and complicated eyes, he bluntly tore open the envelope.

Jiawen took out the pink paper inside the envelope and began to look at it, and after a while, he put it down and muttered to himself strangely.

"It's strange, the content in it doesn't talk about psionics, the front is the content of greetings, and the back is all a poem of the nobles of the empire."

"What's the content?"

Tariq couldn't help but ask.

"It's probably about a kind of bohemian rose called the Bohemian rose, and I don't know what that means."

Gavin touched his chin and guessed.

"Maybe it's a code in this poem!? I'll go back and analyze it to the director of the Ruiz think tank, and ask him to take in the twenty psionics. ”

"Smack~~~~~~~

This is Miss Emilia can't help but slap her face, she can't help it, as a member of the Ronin family, she knows that the Bohemian rose has been among the nobles of the empire for the past hundred years, representing love and romance, as well as courtship.

Those noble children with many styles like to use this rose to express their love, even her old virgin has recently received a lot of such envelopes and roses, Emilia now of course understands what this letter means, but she is not embarrassed at all now, and she can't say it!

And Gavin and Tariq looked at Miss Emilia's performance strangely, and the atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

At this time, Tariq's vegetable and fruit salad was brought by the fat chef, breaking the awkward atmosphere, and when Emilia took the initiative to thank the chef, the fat chef also noticed the dilemma that the table was already full of all kinds of greasy dishes.

Chef laboriously moved a high table for space marines from the side, assembled it with the original table, and summoned kitchen helpers to bring 17-inch white napkins, dishes, and hand washing water filled with ceramics, as well as some dining knives and cutlery to help break down and cut large pieces of meat, and finally Chef thoughtfully brought a stool and placed it at Emilia's feet, so that she would not sit too high and hang her feet in the air like a child.

After doing all this, the fat chef, with his body wrapped in a greasy chef's apron, stooped back and left the scene, like a personable butler leaving on his own after serving his host's guests.

Emilia glanced at the fat chef's back, carefully cutting the vegetable salad with a knife and fork, eating with a ladylike atmosphere, and asked in a nonchalant tone.

"Although the image of the chef just now is not very good, he seems to be very familiar with the dining etiquette between the nobles of the empire, and the chef is from the housekeeper family?"

"I don't know!"

After folding the pink envelope and tucking it into his belt, Gavin replied as he continued to pick up a piece of barbecue.

"He was rescued by the way when the Warband of the Watchmen passed by a pirate ship, and his family was in that pirate ship at that time, and I heard that he was attacked by pirates and kidnapped when he was on a passenger ship, because of his craft, the pirates did not kill his family.

Later, I asked him to work for the Warbenders because of his good skills and thought that he could use them for entertaining guests and victory banquets, and Fat Chef agreed. ”

"And what's his name?"

"I don't know, for demigods, mortal names are not something that can be remembered, I'm used to calling him Fat Chef."

Speaking of which, Tariq suddenly realized that he really didn't know the real name of the fat chef, and he forgot to ask his real name for the long time as the fat chef and the fat chef had been called.

But this kind of little thing doesn't stay in the hearts of the Space Marines for a long time, the name is just a code name, and even the names of all the people in the upper echelons of the entire Warbon Warband are now code names instead of real names?