Chapter 661 06.660: “Precious Tranquility – Horatio’s Macragge Manor (asking for monthly tickets)”

Horatio, who had saved the Epic, was in a particularly good mood.

He strode out of the Navy Colonels’ Council with big strides. The sunlight poured down, dazzling and warm. He exhaled freely, as if he had spit out all the previous grief and anxiety.

[Next, we need to send the Epic back to the Abridar Academy, and take the Machine Soul Xiaoshi away using the Advanced Machine Soul Extractor.

However, the machine soul of the Swift Skyhawk might feel like it has been possessed…]
Horatio frowned slightly, a hint of worry flashing across his eyes, but it was fleeting.

He shook his head helplessly.

[Forget it, things will work out when the time comes. We’ll see. There will always be a solution.]
He turned aside and boarded the hovercraft that was allocated to him along with the Macragge estate.

After getting into the car, he started it skillfully. The hovercraft slowly rose and flew towards his orchard property.

At this moment, the wonderful vacation period has begun, and he plans to enjoy this quiet and comfortable time with the ladies before receiving the next transfer order.

In his mind, there was no place in the entire empire more suitable for health preservation than Macragge.

[If, and I mean if, I can retire alive in the future, I will retire with honor and move to Macragge with the beauties.

Here they happily raise their offspring, run their families, plant flowers and fruits, enjoy the idyllic scenery, and then use their own fleet of civilian ships to sell their products to various worlds in the empire.]
At just 20 years old, he already began to dream of retirement.

Even though he doesn’t know whether he can retire, at what age he can retire, or whether he can live to retire.

Whether in his past life or now, it seems to have become his habit to fantasize about his plans after retirement in advance, to cheer himself up and increase motivation.

Horatio’s estate is not far from the vast main city of Macragge, located in the suburbs north of the Rubicon River in the 40K version, at the foot of a hill.

The lush grape vines and olive branches swayed gently in the breeze, and the leaves rubbed against each other, making a rustling sound, which looked so peaceful.

Yoyo was lying quietly on the eaves, basking in the warmth and yawning, enjoying the warm sunlight of Macragge.

“Meow~ Boss~” Seeing Horatio, she changed her posture and greeted him obediently.

“Good afternoon, yo.” He replied with a smile.

Whoosh—the hovercraft slowly stopped outside the winery. Horatio opened the door and got out.

He immediately saw Veronica playing hide-and-seek in the vineyard and shouted excitedly: “Hahaha! Come and chase me! Come and chase me…”

Duang~ She made a sharp turn and bumped into Fasha’s proud chest unexpectedly.

“Ugh!” She exclaimed softly, and a bunch of plump purple grapes in her hand flew into the air and landed right on Fasha’s head.

“I told you… don’t run around when we’re picking grapes!” Fasha pretended to be angry, raised his hand and gently hit Veronica on the head with a crisp sound.

“Ahhh,” Veronica stuck out her tongue and made a face.

“Ah, the captain is here.” Fasha took the grapes off her head, squeezed them gently with her slender fingers, and the plump and soft flesh was squeezed into her sexy lips. At the same time, she did not forget to reach out and say hello to Horatio, with a smile on her lips, “Thank you for the treat, we had a lot of fun.”

“Honey, look! There are so many grapes! I picked a big basket! These are the freshest and sweetest grapes I have ever eaten!” Farida ran over happily holding a big basket.

She changed into a Roman-style dress with a rustic feel, the hem of which swayed gently with her movements, and she wore a woven wreath of brightly colored flowers on her head, setting off her brilliant smile. She looked very rustic, like a happy little country girl who had long since gotten rid of her reserved temperament as a noble lady.

“Captain~” Thei, wearing a high-slit skirt, appeared outside the archway of the winery without anyone noticing. She lay lazily on the Roman column with a quiet but mysterious smile on her lips.

“Well, Thei, are you having fun with everyone?” Horatio walked forward and asked.

“Very happy, although the weather is a bit hot.” Thei stretched out his fingers and gently hooked the chest of his shirt, and the hot air rolled out from the proud canyon, “But the temperature in Macragge is really great.

Did you know that Macragge’s orbital period is three times that of Holy Terra? Therefore, the average life expectancy of Macragge people is only 45 years. “

She smiled and said: “But because of the definition of the local year, this is actually roughly equivalent to 135 human years. This is without any rejuvenation surgery. It is purely natural and very nourishing.”

“Really?” Horatio laughed, “Then when we have time, we can come here and live often.”

Thei stood up from the Roman column he was leaning on, with a mysterious smile on his face. “By the way, Captain, to reward you for your hard work last night, we have prepared a small gift for you.”

“A small gift?” Horatio raised an eyebrow, at the mention of last night’s “hard work”, he felt the pain in his lower hips become more obvious, what they said was true, his pelvis was almost broken.

“Sisters, the captain is back. Let him see the little gift we prepared for him!” Thei shouted, raising her voice.

Horatio followed Thei to the wine-making vats.

As the breeze blows, the fresh fragrance of grapes and olives hits you in the face, refreshing and lingering.

He simply couldn’t believe that such a beautiful pastoral scene would appear in the Warhammer 40K universe.

“Hmm, it smells so good. Speaking of which, if we can make wine here, I can produce and sell the high-quality wine on my warships in the future. There is no need to purchase it from the Garden World.

I will pay for the local charter fleet that takes a fixed route to Abyss Port to bring a batch of wine from my winery every time, and then store it in Farida’s winery.” Horatio calculated as he walked.

Seeing the captain coming, the older sisters quickly rushed back from the orchard.

Many people had smiles on their faces, while Louise and Yin Shuyao bit their lower lips lightly, their cheeks flushed, and seemed to be deliberately avoiding his gaze.

Horatio was a little confused, and wondered in his heart, what are they doing? Why does it feel like they are doing something bad? It is abnormal for Thei to be so proactive. This woman is not simple.

“Captain, try this. It’s the result of our hard work this morning.” Thei picked up a jug of wine from the table and gulped it into the goblet.

To be precise, it cannot be called wine yet, but grape juice.

Then brandy, carbonated drinks and ice were added to create a cocktail, and finally a mint-looking leaf was added.

Because this is a wine-making grape variety, unlike the table grapes that Farida had just eaten, its sweetness, sourness, and astringency are very strong, and the juice is not suitable for drinking directly. However, if it is mixed into a cocktail, its original stimulating taste will shine.

Horatio picked up the goblet and swirled it gently, carefully observing the color of the cocktail in the sunlight. The beautiful deep red color was as charming as a ruby ​​and exuded a fruity aroma.

He picked up the wine glass with deft movements and took a sniff.

This is the result of the training in the etiquette class of the Imperial Naval Academy. Every naval officer must learn these necessary etiquette.

[The sweet and sour juice plus brandy is probably more like sangria.]
Horatio speculated as he took a small bite.

As expected, the rich sweet and sour taste complements the brandy, and it is very refreshing against the backdrop of carbonation and ice. It tastes very good, especially in this sunny vineyard.

[Well, they couldn’t possibly put laxatives in it, that would be too vulgar.]
Horatio really couldn’t imagine how Thei would play a trick on him, so he drank it boldly.

“Ah~ It’s delicious.” After enjoying the rest of the cocktail, the sweet aftertaste still lingered in his mouth. The rich fruity aroma came up with a burp, which was very refreshing. He was willing to drink such wine for the rest of his life!

“Have another drink, Thei, you are such a great cook.” He put down the cup and mixed himself a drink according to the same proportions.

Seeing him eating with relish and looking unsatisfied, the other sisters beside him exchanged glances and chuckled.

After drinking several glasses in a row, he said with great interest: “I can’t wait for these grape juices to be made into wine. Let me guess, where did you pick these delicious grapes?”

“With so few of us we can’t pick so many, but the steps involved are far more than just this~” Thei said mysteriously in a pretentious manner.

“What else could there be?”

“Hehe, a secret.”

“Tell me, Miss Inquisitor,” Horatio followed Thei’s lead and spoke in a deliberately coquettish voice.

“Do you really want to know?” Thei held his lips and grinned, a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes.

Holly nodded repeatedly like an anxious golden retriever.

“There’s really nothing we can do about you. Captain, follow me.” Thei turned around, walked in front, and took Horatio into another yard of the winery.

There was a very large wooden barrel in the yard, with a very wide diameter, enough for more than ten people to stand inside.

The pickers have already filled the wooden barrels with freshly picked grapes, each of which is plump and attractive in color.

Horatio turned his gaze to another barrel, which was filled to the brim with grape juice.

“How do you squeeze juice from so many grapes? I don’t see any mill.” He looked around, his face full of confusion.

“We use the traditional method that has been passed down in Macragge for tens of thousands of years~” Tei blinked and kept it a secret.

“Macragge’s traditional method that has been used for tens of thousands of years…” Horatio began to recall in his mind how the ancient Romans made wine.

While browsing through the fragmented memories of his past life, he suddenly came across a fragment.

Suddenly, he took a deep breath and looked at Thei with his eyes wide open.

Thei just smiled and snapped his fingers.

The girls in front of him took off their sandals, stepped into three buckets filled with clean water one by one, washed them carefully in the last bucket, then stepped on the clean wooden steps and jumped into the wooden barrel.

“Watch out! Watch out!” Veronica couldn’t wait to flip over the wooden barrel and jumped in first. She stomped happily in the barrel full of grapes, making the juicy red grapes burst and splash everywhere.

“This is our punishment for playing a prank on us last night!” Fasha climbed up the barrel, yelling at him excitedly while jumping up and down in the barrel, making the grapes in the barrel make a “puff” sound as she stepped on them.

The butler looked at Horatio apologetically, his eyes seemed to say, “Master, you said that if there is any need, then it is met. You are the judge and you ordered it yourself. I really can’t dissuade you!”

“Captain, you are not allowed to enter, because according to Macragge tradition, stepping on grapes is the exclusive right of ladies.” Thei raised an eyebrow, put her hand on his chest, gently pushed him away, took off her sandals, walked through the basin of clean water, then climbed the steps and stepped into the grape barrel.

“Do you like it?” She said with great joy, “The grape juice you just drank was made by us using our feet.”

“If I act like a pervert, can I turn the tables on you?” Horatio joked to cover up the real reason why the corners of his mouth were curled up to his ears and his breathing became faster.

[Niiiiiiii…ce!!!] He shouted in his heart and gave a thumbs up!
[Wine that the beautiful girl stepped on! I want to pack all of this wine and the barrels on board! From now on, I will drink it alone!!!]
After taking a few deep breaths, he pretended to be serious and reprimanded the big sisters in the barrel: “Tsk, you dared to let the heroic captain of the empire drink the grape juice you stepped on. You are so outrageous!”

He poured another glass of wine from the table, drank it all in one gulp, pretended to be drunk, and pounced on the older sisters.

“Ah~” playful exclamations echoed in the winery courtyard. The sun was warm and comfortable, and the breeze blew, carrying the carefree laughter into the distance.

(End of this chapter)