Azur Lane Mobile Front.

"Ha~ You say you're loyal again? That's a strange thing to say."

"I have been fighting here, fighting, fighting, fighting, and fighting until now."

"No comrades, no subordinates, no superiors, not even the Ironbloods have ceased to exist, yet I am still fighting. Aren't I serving the Ironbloods right now?"

"In that case, things are simple. Frederick the Great's order is an order of iron and blood. Join us."

However, things did not develop as Hutten had predicted.

After hearing Hutten's words, Gneisenau Meta launched an attack on Hutten.

Although her shells were blocked by Shimakaze once again, the sheer force of her attack showed that she had taken another step toward the abyss of complete irrationality.

"Hahaha... Frederick the Great? What's that? Is there such a person in Ironblood?"

"And also... Ulrich von Hutten, I've never heard of that name before..."

"So you're trying to intimidate me with this fake name? Are you ready to face my wrath?"

Despite Shimakaze's best efforts to stop it, it was indeed difficult for her to stop a completely enraged Meta warship at this distance.

"Tch~ Damn it..."

Things didn't go as he expected. Hu Teng spat under his breath and had no choice but to retreat.

She was well aware of her own abilities.

Rather, aside from this rabbit, no one on the scene could rival a Meta ship.

"What should we do, Ulrich?"

Hutten, who had retreated to the ranks, stared at the battlefield ahead, while Prince Adalbert also stepped forward.

"Let me think..."

Biting his lip, Hu Teng began to recall everything that had just happened.

On the battlefield, Shimakaze is still locked in a fierce battle with Gneisenau Meta.

He had to hold off the opponent without injuring them, which made Shimakaze somewhat hesitant in battle.

After all, whether it's the ship's equipment emitting black mist or the black military uniform, it's clear that the Gneisenau Meta is actually quite damaged.

If I'm not careful, the other person could probably just go into the water and fish.

However, even so, thanks to Cebasta's excellent maneuverability, Shimakaze still appeared quite composed.

However, the increasingly cloudy eyes of the other party and the increasingly mournful cries carried on the wind told Shimakaze that the time when the other party could still be called a ship was running out.

"Hurry up... Shimakaze, there's really no way to solve this situation..."

Now, only Hutten can save Gneisenau Meta.

"Ah, I've got it..."

"I see..."

Behind them, Hu Teng's face revealed a barely perceptible smile.

Chapter 330: What would happen if a die-hard fan received a handwritten letter from their idol?

"That's enough, Ms. Shimakaze. Leave the rest to me."

Facing the barrage of Gneisenau Meta's artillery fire, Hutten once again stood before his opponent.

"What...do you have any last words to say?"

Upon seeing Hutten, the Gneisenau meta immediately turned its cannons towards him.

However, unexpectedly, she did not fire, but simply watched as Hu Teng approached her step by step.

"I don't want to repeat myself. Renew your allegiance to Ironblood!"

Is that all you wanted to say?

The glimmer of hope that had ignited in Gneisenau Meta's eyes was extinguished once again.

"really..."

Hutten eventually noticed this subtle change in the Gneisenau Meta.

"Before you fire at me, why don't you take a look at this..."

What Hutten delivered to Gneisenau Meta was not her cannon fodder, but an exquisite letter.

The iron-blooded emblem and wax seal on the outside of the envelope still seemed to retain some warmth.

"Huh~ What's this? An order?"

“I remember saying that I don’t know the so-called Frederick the Great, and naturally I have no interest in her orders.”

"Don't worry... I didn't say it was a letter from Frederick the Great..."

Hu Teng's face wore a chilling smile, like a venomous snake eyeing its prey.

"What do you mean?"

Although Gneisenau Meta said this, her hands, quite honestly, trembled as she took the letter from Hutten.

(Did you even anticipate this?)

Having witnessed the changes in Gneisenau Meta firsthand, Hutten became even more wary of Frederick the Great.

With trembling hands, Gneisenau Meta unlocked the wax seal.

Her eyes were fixed on the letter in her hand.

She moved very carefully, as if she were holding something that would break at the slightest touch.

When she saw that incredibly familiar name, a long-lost warmth instantly flowed into her now-empty body.

Before I knew it, my eyes were blurred with tears, and I seemed to see fragments of past memories.

She remembered her meeting with them, her words before she left, and—the devastating news that she would never be able to return.

"She once said that regrets that have been made can never be undone, and all we can do is look to the future..."

Gneisenau Meta's voice trembled slightly as he examined the letter in his hand again and again.

"When your vision is broad enough, isn't the unknown past also a kind of future?"

Hu Teng's words still carried a strong personal touch.

However, Gneisenau Meta, who was standing right next to her, didn't hear a single word she said.

She is still immersed in memories of the past.

"Yes...this handwriting, it really is hers..."

Meta's voice trembled, tinged with a hint of joy.

At that moment, she seemed to rekindle her hope for the future.

The cloudiness in my eyes gradually faded away with the washing of tears.

"But... I don't understand why she has to suffer like this!"

Gneisenau Meta raised his head, his anger palpable, and stared at Hutten.

"This was her choice, for the future of Ironblood..."

As if remembering that person, Hu Teng sighed.

"And what about you? Are you still willing to offer your loyalty to her, to make such a sacrifice for her?"

When asked by Hutten, Gneisenau Meta remained silent.

She didn't know, didn't know if she still had the right to hold onto the past she had already lost, and the future she couldn't see.

"Answer me! Gneisenau!"

Hu Teng's voice suddenly rose, as if she wanted to wake the other person up, and she slammed a heavy hammer into Gneisenau Meta's ear.

"..."

"Her condition must be quite serious..."

Hutten did not answer Gneisenau Meta's question, and Gneisenau Meta did not care whether Hutten answered his question or not.

She lowered her head again, checking every detail on the letter paper carefully, over and over again.

Through a hazy vision, she could almost see Bismarck, already extremely weak, struggling to write this letter.

It's the same familiar room, and the same familiar person.

Finally, Bismarck put down his pen and reached out his hand to her. Although her familiar face was pale, her smile was still so warm.

(Please do not associate this with the Eight Talents Face, thank you!)

At that moment, Gneisenau Meta clearly felt his already decaying heart begin to beat again.

The already dim soul burst forth with a few broken yet bright sparks.

...

"Originally, I thought my fate was about to end here... Anyway, it couldn't get any worse, could it?"

"I originally intended to treat today as my last day."

"But... if it's her... if it's for her sake... I think I can still try a little harder..."

Upon hearing this, a warm smile appeared on Hu Teng's face.

Perhaps she's not suited to that kind of warm expression.

"Welcome back, Gneisenau."

Hutten extended his hand toward Gneisenau Meta.

"I want to see her when I get back."

Although there were still tears in Gneisenau Meta's eyes, her expression had returned to normal.

She extended her hand and shook hands with Hu Teng.

Seeing this scene, Shimakaze finally felt relieved.

In the wind, the mournful cry of that chaotic soul as it marched toward its end has vanished.

"Wow...that's great..."

"No problem, that's your right."

Hu Teng squeezed his hand slightly, then released it.

She doesn't like these kinds of ships.

"However, there are some things you shouldn't mention to anyone, such as her current situation."

"Heh... I know that all too well... but..."

Gneisenau Meta changed the subject and looked at Shimakaze beside her.

"What about her?"

"She doesn't care. Anyway, there's nothing you can do to her."

Hu Teng's gaze followed Gneisenau Meta's gaze and landed on Shimakaze, who still looked completely bewildered.

She shrugged, turned around, and rejoined the queue with Gneisenau Meta.

"Let's go, it's time to head back. I bet you're getting impatient..."

"Ha~ Who do you think you're talking to? Ulrich von Hutten?"

Chapter 331: The Target of the Intervention?

"So, we can... go back like this?"

Magdeburg and Prince Adalbert leaned against each other, whispering to each other.

"Ah~ at least we've already completed mission two!"

In response to Magdeburg's question, Prince Adalbert replied as follows.

Although she herself felt that she didn't really feel involved in this mission.

In terms of combat, the big boss has already finished everything, and Hu Teng handled the recruitment of Meta ships all by himself. We guys don't even have many chances to shout "666".