Come and connect with me!

Having said this, Veneto walked towards the direction of the banquet with the red wine.

Littorio looked around and found that there were people gathered over there. He thought that Veneto was just going to ask her good friends from the Iron Blood Sakura Empire for news again.

"Phew... I hope I can cover it."

As Littorio spoke, he pressed his brows together, trying to relieve some of the stress from the day.

"Wait, Leo, this is bad!"

Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Littorio suddenly heard Zara's exclamation beside him.

"What's going on? It's bad enough now, can I hear any worse news?"

As she said this, she felt Zara's soft fingertips pinching her face firmly, and trying hard to force her head towards Veneto.

"Hiss...be more graceful. Many people will see this. If they think we Sardinians are all barbarians...fuck!"

Littorio grumbled in dissatisfaction, but still looked in the direction Zara was looking. When she saw Wuming and his group at the deepest part of the crowd that was gradually spreading out with Veneto's steps, this person who usually paid great attention to her self-cultivation couldn't help but swear!

"Damn it, cough, just pretend you didn't hear this!"

Littorio explained hastily, then stood up and ran in the direction of Veneto. Zara beside him threw away the steak that she had praised so highly and ran over.

Veneto tilted his head slightly, and saw the big commotion behind him out of the corner of his eye, and his brows relaxed quietly.

Huh, it seems it is this side.

Although she was only 80% suspicious of Wuming at first, the reactions of Littorio and Zara immediately allowed her to identify the key person in this matter.

"No Name... Your Excellency."

Wuming, who was sitting at the dining table, heard the voice, turned around and saw Veneto, who was smiling happily for some reason.

"Mr. Veneto?"

"Good evening, Mr. Wuming. Please don't address me so seriously at such a casual banquet. If possible, just call me by my name."

Veneto was smiling and talking. She was still wearing a red dress. Compared with the solemnity during the day, she was more relaxed at night. She took off her command gloves, and her slender and plain fingers looked far less intimidating than they actually were. She did not carry a rapier on her waist. There was a faint smile in her gray eyes, which made her lose her majesty and reveal the gentle temperament of a girl next door.

"Okay, vv."

As soon as she finished speaking, the corner of Veneto's mouth twitched. She opened her mouth, wanting to express her dissatisfaction in a proper way, saying something like "Who are you? Are we that familiar with each other?" But the next second, Wuming smiled and added.

"I'm sorry, Miss Veneto."

"Uh-huh, Mr. Nobody."

She glanced at Wuming with a hint of reproach, and then heard rapid breathing coming from behind her.

"Wait, wait."

Littorio ran over anxiously, almost knocking over a tray along the way.

"Forehead......."

Just because Wuming could joke with Veneto easily doesn't mean he can joke with Littorio as if nothing happened. In fact, the moment he saw this emerald-haired beauty, he felt a chill on the back of his head, as if there was an ice cube stuck to it.

"Forehead........"

Littorio also opened his mouth with a stiff expression. Veneto blinked. She looked at Wuming and then at Littorio. She always felt like a mirror. On this side was the confused Wuming, and on the other side was the confused Littorio. She was stuck in the middle, feeling neither side was a human being.

"Cough cough cough."

She coughed twice and spoke.

"Mr. Wuming, don't you feel a little cold? Miss Dafeng behind you is ready to put the fifth ice cube on your head."

After a pause, Veneto glanced behind him again.

"And you, Leo, and Zara who's hiding behind Leo, aren't you two too crowded?"

All of them were pointed out, and Littorio and Zara could only nod reluctantly to Wuming, who brushed off the ice on his head and looked past Littorio at Zara.

Why do I feel like the size doesn't match?...

Wuming thought with a righteous look on his face.

I tried it before, and Taiho can't wear it, so it's almost Eagle level, but that doesn't match Zara.

As he was watching, a fair face came before him, and Veneto sneered.

"Since everyone is here, I'll just get straight to the point, Mr. Nobody. What happened between you, Zara, and Littorio?"

Chapter 888 What is your relationship?

It hasn't happened yet.

"I don't understand what you mean, Miss Veneto."

Wuming was consistent in his words and actions, and spoke with a righteous look on his face.

Veneto looked silently at Littorio, who gave an awkward but polite smile.

"Yes, yes, yes. We drank tea with members of other camps this afternoon and chatted for a while. I don't think there is anything strange about this, although..."

Littorio puffed out his chest confidently and used his little finger to push his green hair behind his ear.

"As a woman, I am extremely charming. Lord Wuming probably likes people like me, but I don't have the energy to maintain a relationship right now. I love Sardin the most. I'm sorry, Lord Wuming, I have to give you a card."

Wuming nodded in understanding.

"That's a pity, Miss Littorio. Well, I'd better find a corner to drink some wine."

He covered his face with one hand, looking sad.

Veneto looked at Zara silently. This mature beauty who seemed to be at ease in everything she did on a normal day, seemed extremely dull in this alternative battlefield that changed in an instant.

"Aba Aba...well, I mean, ditto!"

Veneto sighed, feeling a little embarrassed by the tacit understanding between these people.

Holding a glass of wine, she chatted casually with Wuming about tomorrow's attack, and then found an excuse to leave him. Of course, Littorio and Zara did not dare to stay with Wuming, and brought their two favorite generals back to Sardin's dining table. She stared at the two of them for a long time, then said that she was full and left early.

Since I can't figure these things out while I'm here, I'll just leave and see if I can find more information.

The departure of Sardin's flagship made Zara and Littorio feel relieved.

"Is she gone?"

"I left, but I'm sure Veneto will never give up. I know her. She won't give up just because of such a small resistance. She will probably arouse her fighting spirit."

Littorio said casually, then glanced at Zara.

"You have to be careful during this period of time and adapt to the situation. I've never seen you so reserved in front of Bora."

"How can this be the same? Who does Wuming think I am? My reputation is ruined!"

"You want to blame me for this? I'm the unluckiest one. Your reputation is ruined, but the clothes you gave away were my clothes. Do you think my reputation will remain intact?"

Littorio said angrily.

"If he had noticed something wrong that day, he might have thought it was my idea!"

She pressed her forehead and whispered.

"I was actually planning to visit his port area before, but now, I feel uncomfortable all over when I see him. The shame is driving me crazy!"

"...You said it very well. You said all my lines. Now, we'd better calm down and deal with it for a while. A playboy like him shouldn't be pestered. We should meet less often. When we have the chance, we can explain it clearly. Yes, in this way, everything will be back to the time when nothing happened!"

Zara hypnotized herself.

"And by that time, I can hold my head high and live my life with my head held high. You can also go anywhere freely, including visiting his port area."

Littorio sighed.

"I hope so, so you must not expose it. Keep it to yourself and don't tell anyone, including your sister!"

"the same as you."

The two looked at each other, revealing expressions of sympathy.

No matter who is to blame for the start of this incident, now the two of them are tied to the same rope, and neither side can make any mistakes.

The atmosphere here was gradually relaxing, but Wuming was starting to get nervous again.

"Husband, you can't get horny with anyone outside of the port area."

Noshiro spoke softly into Wuming's ear.

"I know, this is really just an accident. Anyway, this matter has passed, everyone should calm down."

Wuming could only explain with a wry smile.

"Humph."

Dafeng rolled her eyes and glanced at Littorio in the meeting hall from a distance. Coincidentally, she saw the latter looking over as well. Dafeng immediately bared her teeth and glared at him fiercely. Littorio immediately looked much more tired. Then, she saw Dafeng's mouth shape, and her eyes were suddenly filled with surprise.

"Speaking of which, will the operation begin tomorrow?"

Cleveland poked Nameless's arm with his finger.

"Yes, then, it will probably still depend on me. This dress-changing exercise seems to have given them a lot of ideas. I might be able to get more say... Speaking of which, Marco, will you come to help?"

Wuming thought for a moment and looked at the lazy Marco Polo.

"If I'm fighting, I can keep my power low, but if I'm planning something, it'll be hard to hide. After all, I've seen the Siren Fortress's defense map. If the plan I make is too targeted, it might be discovered."

"What about me? I have even less confidence in being able to deceive them."

This is also what Wuming is a little worried about.

"It doesn't matter. You can say that you have seen similar structures before. It's up to you. And most of the time you don't have to worry about being discovered. What's important is that your purpose will not hurt them. All big shots are only concerned with results. The process is actually not important."

Marco Polo heaved a sigh of relief and instilled his own views on rights with Wuming, but while talking, he also noticed Dafeng's angry expression.

After a while, when Wuming's eyes were full of circles, Marco Polo caught a glimpse of Dafeng's back as she quietly left.

She blinked and continued.

"So-called rights..."

A moment later, in a remote corner of the banquet, Littorio looked at the high-armor unit in front of him with a headache.

It’s actually not difficult to guess Wuming’s XP. You can tell what type of person he likes by looking at the person closest to him. Dafeng in front of us is a good example.

She has a voluptuous figure, tall stature, fair skin, and plump and slender thighs. She is a beauty who looks very voluptuous.

"I must state in advance that this is a misunderstanding. Mr. Wuming, I, and Zara were not aware of this happening."

Littorio spread out his hands and first put a layer of disclaimer on himself.

"Huh, do you think I don't know? The commander just can't do anything about your type. Well, it's because you look like me."

Having said that, Da Feng straightened his back complacently, and his round biological armor shook for a while, which made Littorio speechless.

"But I'm not here to dwell on this kind of thing. With the commander's greed, he should have been eyeing you guys a long time ago. Sometimes I wonder if someone like me didn't end up with the commander, he would also feel bad."

She showed a distressed expression. The next second, Dafeng took out a small gift box from the biological armor.

"Here, please pass it to Zara and tell her that I won!"

After saying that, he handed the gift box to Littorio.

"No...eh?"

Littorio looked at Dafeng who didn't even turn her head, and was about to say something, but considering that any louder voice would attract other people's attention, he had to accept it for the time being.

"It's for Zara... She probably didn't expect that the dress wasn't Zara's... In other words, is it for me?"

Littorio muttered to herself, she looked around, quietly left the venue, came to a corner, and made sure that there was no one around before taking out the gift box and preparing to open it.

What she didn't know was that besides Marco Polo, the person who observed her sneaking out of the venue was also the person she least wanted to see.

"Oh..."

In the shadows in the distance, the light gray eyes were filled with excitement as they stared at the sneaking Littorio without blinking.

Veneto stayed outside the venue the whole time, ready to watch Zara's reaction, because Littorio was an extremely cautious guy, but what he didn't expect was that a turning point would appear in this most cautious man.

The high-powered telescope allowed her to see Littorio's entire body. She could know what her beloved general was saying by reading his lips. Unlike in the conference hall where she could only see his movements, she could see more in this remote corner.

"'Let me pass it on to Zara...', haha, it really is related to Zara."

Then the next second, Veneto blinked, and then couldn't help wiping the lens of the telescope. After taking another look, her brain began to overload.

"No, the one called Dafeng gave some underwear to Zara, and Littorio helped pass it on?"