As a commander, I will never meet a heavy female ship girl

He hugged the trembling girl back.

"what happened?"

"No...it's just..." The girl didn't say anything more, but just tried to hold back the tears that were about to come out.

I'm just afraid that you'll disappear again and leave me behind...

Lorraine patted the girl's back gently.

The living room light outside the room emits a warm light.

The mood in the Republic gradually stabilized.

"Sir..." Republic glanced at the time, "Isn't it time to make breakfast for everyone?"

"Yeah, but... let's go to the cafeteria to buy it today. I'm too lazy to make it." Lorraine chuckled and watched the eldest lady leave his arms with a slightly blushing face.

So the two of them walked out slowly.

It was as if everything before was just a nightmare.

Too early, go to class, and tutor yourself.

Then comes graduation.

"Hello, sir?"

The Republic listened to the voice coming from the communication.

Yes, they chose another winter evening, but this time, they were planning to escape in the rain.

"We'll be there soon, just across the street." Lorraine waved from the other side.

"It's going to rain heavily, sir, but I..." Republic's pupils suddenly contracted.

A car out of control crashed into the roadside with a screeching brake sound.

A Lorraine Cross suddenly flew out, drew an arc, and fell into the rain.

"Sir!"

Republic immediately dropped the umbrella in his hand and ran out.

He didn't even care about the red light at that moment.

Lightning seemed to streak across the gloomy sky.

"Bang!" She fell down.

The world around me slowly shattered like a mirror.

The girl knelt helplessly, sobbing slowly and trying to stand up.

But... I lost him again...

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The last time he helped Burgundy to deploy its hull, he directly sent Lorraine to Dijon.

This time we simply went straight to the wilderness.

Lorraine shook his head helplessly and had to accept this fact.

He stood up slowly, taking a moment to adjust to the dizziness in his brain.

So, where would she be?

The young traveler tried to follow in the girl's footsteps—

Find the girl, and then accompany her to complete this perhaps somewhat complicated story.

This was something we agreed on from the beginning.

The traveler passed through the forest and on the field, a young girl led a heavily armored warrior and broke a crescent-shaped scimitar brought from a foreign land.

Following the victorious army, Lorraine saw the city in the distance.

On the other side of the city, a fortress stands tall.

When he arrived at the city gate, a blonde girl happened to be holding a battle flag and riding a white horse to go to war.

Walk along the bridge at the entrance, then change to the country road.

On the outskirts of the capital, in the magnificent palace, the girl was walking through it, and the sun was shining brightly.

The world is like a fairy tale, with tall castles, kingdoms, knights and princesses.

The princess entered the capital in a carriage.

But the capital city was in chaos.

A familiar figure disappeared into the besieged city hall, followed by a surge of rioters.

Walk through the ruined city hall and then out of the increasingly chaotic city.

On the distant plains, the iron-blooded cavalry penetrated the emperor's position.

The girl disappeared again.

The next time they met was in the trenches on the high ground. The girl called Iris closed the soldier's eyes and softly sang the Mercy Prayer.

Artillery fire fell, and the rising smoke was like the curtain of hell.

When her vision returned to normal, she walked off the stage in a daze in the noisy conference hall.

Soon, the black armored torrent easily crushed the nearly withered irises, and when the tricolor flag fell...

She fell to her knees helplessly.

This is the closest the traveler has ever been to the person he is looking for.

It’s also the farthest one.

A strong officer pulled her up and took her onto the plane.

The young commander shook his head, turned around, and returned to that land...

A pair of hands suddenly hugged him.

"Sir!" It's the Republic.

"Where have you been?" Lorraine looked at the somewhat bewildered young lady with amusement.

As planned, the two of them traveled through the modern city.

"Is this Paris?"

Lorraine sighed.

The capital of fashion and art.

"Let's find a place to stay first. Bishop Richelieu has given us a lot of conveniences." Republic smiled and shook his terminal.

"Okay, you're welcome..." Lorraine was still smiling a second ago.

The next second he started coughing violently.

Blood flowed from his mouth and nose, emitting a faint blue light.

"Sir!" Republic immediately called the emergency number.

The ambulance arrived quickly and took the two to the hospital.

The Republic was waiting anxiously outside the ward.

She looked at the ring on her hand...

It's going to be alright... definitely... definitely alright...

"Miss Republic?"

"How about it!"

"Feel sorry……"

"Crack!" With a deafening explosion, cracks appeared in the world.

She stumbled and ran to the open door of the ward.

The person on the bed... the one she was thinking about most... his long black hair had turned white...

The sound of the electrocardiogram next to her was clearer than her tinnitus at the moment.

The cracks widened little by little——

Then there was nothingness and a long fall.

Countless hands reached out to her, pulling at her as if to tear her apart.

"You can't do anything."

"His death is inevitable, just like all your failures—La Mort, Thermidor, Waterloo, Sedan, Borodino, the Rising of the Iron Cross..."

"The last star has dimmed... Do you still have any reason to live? You have lost everything..."

"boom!"

She fell hard onto the ground, which was as smooth as glass.

The Republic gritted its teeth and got up.

"No...definitely...no..." She stood up almost collapsing.

As if to prove something, she ran to another crystal.

"No, don't." The officer looked peaceful, lying between the irises and poppies.

She found another mirror.

The steel needle pierced Lorraine's heart.

Then the next piece.

After being disappointed with everything, the poor boy chose to commit suicide...

Next one, and the next one...

The Republic stumbled and fell to its knees.

All she could see was the dim starry sky.

"This is Nice, the city of Provence-Alpes-Côte d'Azur. Just hearing the name is enough to satisfy most people's imagination of beauty..."

A voice came from behind.

The Republic suddenly turned around.

Between the blue sea and blue sky, a young man holds a camera and immerses his feet in the waves. Four girls are enjoying the sunshine on the beach behind him.

She leaned one hand on the wall and laughed.

But as I laughed, I started to cry uncontrollably.

So he slowly knelt on the ground, then slowly curled up and trembled.

Trying hard to suppress the sobs and hide the miserable look.

She wanted to cheer herself up—

He can survive, what's wrong with that?

But the tears still couldn't stop flowing.

It turns out that as long as I leave, everything will be fine...

That's right... How can I stay by his side when I'm like this?

It's just a hidden burden.

I can't even save myself, I can only escape by not wanting to, I'm an incompetent self—

How can I save him?

The girl gradually stopped crying.