Chapter 285 The Rise of the Primarch: The Feast Before the War

The No. 1 mess hall of the Infinite Frontier was bustling with people. The cheerful navy crew and marines were having a grand banquet here. Food and wine were placed on long tables.

The wine was foaming with every clink of glasses, and the delicious food was put on plates one by one, chopped with knives and forks and swallowed by the happy sailors. The men and women on the ship were laughing around the long table.

and celebrating.

Vito walked past the edge of the hall, leaning against the wall to avoid the celebrating guys. Singing and laughter echoed throughout the hall.

Vito even saw a man climbing directly onto the table, holding wine while spinning and singing. The wine spilled out with every turn, but he obviously didn't notice that he hadn't taken a few sips yet.

The drinks are almost gone.

He took the lead in singing a song that was very characteristic of grassroots naval officers. I mean, it was full of dirty jokes, swear words, and the kind of song that made fun of the military affairs officer. It had a wild beauty.

In the past, their officers would have screamed, taken him off and whipped him with a belt, but now, Vito could see that those officers were also partying with the crew, and they were also having fun with his men.

They sang that happy song together, each verse of which probably violated more than a dozen naval regulations.

Vito smiled and walked quietly from the side. He followed the wall and walked from the carnival crowd to the cafeteria bar. Here were large plates of delicious food. Not to mention the delicacies among the navy members, even the

Many middle-class residents of the empire's hive cities will leave moved saliva.

Vito looked at the plates of food on the glass table with his hands behind his back, especially a piece of meat leg. It was the thigh of a whole Grox beast, which had been carefully cooked and turned into meat.

It became a delicacy with full color, flavor and taste.

A navy sailor cut off a piece of meat from Vito's side with a bayonet inserted on the chopping board. He threw it on his tray, inserted the sharp broad-bladed bayonet on the chopping board with his backhand, and then happily

He left with the big piece of meat.

"I said Mario, you did a pretty good job on this feast." Vito smiled and looked at the chef in the window. Mario, wearing a white top chef's hat, walked up with a smile and took a picture.

He patted his wide chef's cuffs and struck a knife with enough power to kill a Tyranid knife insect on the cutting board at hand.

"Well, I used to cook for the Governor of the Planet, but the ingredients you "confiscated" this time are quite good. After such a big and delicious meal, we still have a whole warehouse of ingredients in the kitchen."

The curved horn beard on Mario's mouth trembled with his smile. Vito looked at him and smiled happily, and picked up a small tomato from the small fruit plate on the side. The emperor testified that this is a real

Fruits are not synthetic junk that tastes like rubber.

"Then let everyone have a good meal. We are going to fight a big battle soon. Can you let everyone eat and drink enough before risking their lives for the emperor?"

"Of course, on the honor of the Mario family, I will not let the garbage from other Imperial Navy canteens appear on our dining table!"

Mario said as he patted his broad chest. His arms were as thick as cannonballs, so don't think he was just the chef on the Infinite Frontier.

Vito clearly remembered that during the Battle of Valis, when the green pirate gangs jumped aboard the Infinite Frontier in a swarm, Mario saw an green skin brutally knocking over the French platter he had prepared.

He cursed, "This is a painting! You are such a dead alien barbarian!"

Then he cursed and rushed forward and strangled the green skinned boy to death. Yes, he strangled an green skinned boy alive.

Like everyone else on the boat, he looks ordinary and non-threatening, but he can always find something for you and give you a big surprise.

Vito smiled and held up a glass of champagne to him, "Then I wish you good luck, chef, and don't let everyone down."

"In the name of the Emperor, I, Mario, the Master of Food will never fail!" Mario said, waving his fingers and shouting, his goatee trembling up and down with the movement of his lips, and he turned his head and looked away

At some point, his fingers were waving violently in front of his face.

"Mamma Mia! Luigi! That's onion soup, what do you think you're doing?!" Mario said, gesticulating and shouting as he walked to the kitchen. Well, as always, the crew of the Infinite Frontier can eat it.

Serve real food.

Vito waved and left listening to his funny accent. He took the wine glass and walked to the edge of the mess hall, away from the dining table where the crew members were celebrating. There was already a person sitting here.

"Cole, how was your meal?" Vito smiled and crossed the bench fixed to the tabletop, sat down at the dining table, smiled and raised his glass to Cole sitting opposite, who looked at

After looking at Vito, he glanced at the carnival sailors and sighed helplessly.

"Look at how decent they are. In the name of the Emperor, the Imperial Navy has almost lost all their face." Cole said speechlessly, using his fork to fork a small piece of sausage on the tray in front of him.

Take a bite in a manner that can be described as decent and elegant.

"Okay, don't be so boring. They just won a battle in Macragge, and they are about to go to Terra and fight the entire black fleet. I think everyone should eat well, drink well, and then relax.

It’s nothing.”

Vito took a sip of the champagne as he spoke. The rich aroma of the wine made Vito's expression happy. He shook the wine glass in his hand and looked at the amber wine in it, "This champagne is good. I know how to treat Captain George and the others."

The warehouse was confiscated, which is definitely a good idea."

Yes, yes, there were more than just weapons on the Mayflower. In that case, it would only be a trade, which was not cost-effective, so those cunning traders also loaded it with refrigerated food, wine and more.

Good thing, transport these exotic delicacies to the other side of the galaxy and sell them.

After all, things are rare and valuable. Although they are not worth much in the place of origin of these things, in other parts of the galaxy, these things are rare exotic treasures. These merchants can just buy and sell them.

Sell ​​it at several times or even dozens of times the original price to make huge profits.

But their plan to make a fortune died before it even started, because Vito confiscated the "illegal contraband" and is now destroying it.

He took another sip of wine and smiled happily, "Furthermore, in ancient Terra, this was also a tradition. Whenever a batch of good things was intercepted, the captain would hold a banquet on the deck, and the hospitality would follow him.

Crew members, everyone sang, danced and toasted in celebration."

"If I remember correctly, Vito, the tradition you are talking about is that of pirates." Cole said speechlessly, while Vito shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

"It's not a big deal. Pirates also sail ships, and we also sail ships. Let's learn from it, and it will be very helpful for morale."

"Vito, do you know that in just one sentence, you have violated seven or eight laws of the empire? Not to mention the military laws of the navy."

"Then let me ask you who wrote those military codes?" Vito drank, and Weiwei turned his head and looked at Cole with a smile. The latter rolled his eyes, put a piece of broccoli in his mouth and swallowed it.

inside.

"you."

"Isn't this right? The author himself thinks it's okay, so what are you excited about? Don't be like the Ultramarines, who follow the holy scriptures written by Guilliman word for word and follow the literal meaning."

Vito said and looked around with his eyes, as if he was looking for something in the noisy hall, "Speaking of the Ultramarines, where are Bell and the others? Why haven't we seen them during such a big dinner opportunity?"

"Captain Eisenstein is very dissatisfied with this like me, but because you ordered it to be held, he no longer objected fiercely, but he chose to protest in another way."

"That kind?"

"He took Bell and Loken to patrol the lower deck. It was considered a non-violent non-cooperation protest."

Vito burst out laughing. He laughed and slapped the table. "Dorn's son is still stubborn and obedient. I guess he didn't ask Bell and Loken if they wanted to have a big meal, right?"

"I guess so, but I think they might not care very much. After all, Ragnar and Lancelot are no longer on the ship. They are the loyal supporters of the banquet." Cole continued to eat the food in front of him.

As for the food, even though I expressed all kinds of objections to this banquet, good things should be eaten and should be eaten.

"Indeed, if Ragnar was here, the banquet would definitely be more lively. What a pity. Let's hold it again when he comes back." Vito said leisurely, shaking the glass, and he took a sip of champagne, meaningfully

He snorted softly.

"Where are Call and Omega? They're not here either?"

"Two members of the Mechanicus. I think they may not have any need for delicious food. Seriously, can they still digest it?"

It was not Cole who answered Vito, but Anna, who had enthusiastic fiery red hair. She sat next to Cole with a plate. She winked at Cole, who also smiled and nodded to her.

.

"By the way, how do people in the Adeptus Mechanicus eat? Drink gasoline?" Anna asked, looking at Cole, who shrugged after thinking for a while.

"It could also be charging. Speaking of which, I really haven't noticed how Omega eats or what he eats."

Vito raised his eyebrows as he looked at the two people in front of him. He looked left and right, and took a sip of wine awkwardly. Well, now he knew that when he and Lilith were together, the bystanders were

What do you feel?

Suddenly, Anna seemed to realize that they had left Vito aside. She held her chin up and looked at Vito with a smile, her smile full of mischief.

"Speaking of which, I have always been curious about how you were dating Judge Lilith while having an affair with Miss Living Saint. And it seems that you have known Miss Living Saint a long time ago. So, who did you give to Miss Living Saint?

Is it green?”

"Okay, I won't be able to spend time with you two anymore. Say goodbye." After thinking for a moment, Vito decisively chose to get up and run away. Anna held her chin and looked at Vito jokingly as he got up and left.

Cole beside her also looked at Vito who was leaving, and hesitantly looked at Anna aside, who smiled happily and picked up a small fruit from the plate, "I knew this trick would work.

Now, the irrelevant people have left."

Anna turned her head and winked at Cole, and the red tomato stuck to her equally red lips, "Then let's continue?"
Chapter completed!