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"Do you need me to get them out of here?"

The head maid asked.

It is not a meta ship, nor does it possess any particularly powerful technology. In a sense, these two external ship girls are basically harmless. After all, any other ship girl in the port area is only higher in level than them. But as long as Wuming does not say to keep it as it is, then of course she still needs to ask her master's opinion.

"No need."

Wuming hesitated for a moment before speaking.

After all, he is very new. The card drawing scene was shown to White Eagle's Enterprise, and naturally it could also be shown to the Iron-Blooded Prince Eugen. He hesitated because he was a little uncomfortable, after all, the version he had seen a few minutes ago was different.

The head maid nodded and said no more.

It seems that only unfamiliar meta ships are taken seriously by the commander.

Having gained a little more understanding of Wuming, Belfast couldn't help but smile a little.

"Befa?"

"Well, it's okay."

Wuming was surprised to see the inexplicable smile on his maid's face, but could only get a gentle response from the latter. He could only shrug his shoulders. After all, the thing that was most lacking here was secrets.

"What are you looking at?"

Wuming was still standing there, watching the movement of the dock door, while Prince Eugen on the other side immediately asked impatiently.

"Our companions are actually in a state of time freeze. What the commander has to do is to come and [unfreeze] them on time. This is how I, and everyone else, came here."

The one who answered was a silver-haired woman, who was sitting on a woven chair with her back straight, staring at the dock door without blinking, with a cold look. She was wearing a black and red cloak that Prince Eugen liked very much, and a black headband between her silver hair.

"Oh I got it."

Prince Eugen bit his finger subconsciously and muttered vaguely.

"So, how many cube ships did Guigang District have during its heyday?"

"I refuse to answer your questions without the commander's permission."

The silver-haired woman glanced at her and then spoke in a distant tone.

"Ah, it seems I was rude, sorry."

Prince Eugen did not feel the slightest bit embarrassed about being exposed. Her eyes swept across the dock door, and the next second, she shifted her gaze to the silver-haired woman.

"This, Miss Unknown, if you want to know your name, you don't need to report to Mr. Unknown."

"Mainz."

The latter replied almost instantly.

she continued.

"It seems that the progress of this world is even later than I thought."

“How come you see?”

Prince Eugen tilted his head and asked with interest.

"I am already a very advanced planned ship, but you still want to ask my name. If I remember correctly, Frederick the Great has already appeared in this world. Do you know that she doesn't know me?"

As he said this, Mainz felt inexplicably depressed.

She lowered her head and looked at her outfit, her eyes turned cold.

"Oh, so you are the Iron Blood's scientific research vessel?"

Prince Eugen did not notice Mainz's dissatisfaction. She was very interested in this scientific research ship from Iron Blood.

"If possible, can you tell me how you got here?"

Mainz moved his mouth, then looked at Prince Eugen silently.

"You're like asking a human being if he remembers what happened before he was born?"

"puff."

Jean Bart, who had remained silent the whole time, had slightly puffed up cheeks. He had been unable to control his expression just now.

"cough."

Prince Eugen stretched out his hand to fan his face with a look of amnesty. She seemed to have asked a very stupid question.

"If you must say it."

Mainz said lightly.

"It's different from this world. All the scientific research ships in the port area were developed by the commander himself. They have little to do with the various factions. You might as well ask the commander directly instead of asking me."

Prince Eugen opened her mouth slightly, she seemed to know something extraordinary!

Upon hearing this news that she had to write down and pass it to Bismarck, Prince Eugen fell silent. She looked at Mainz from time to time, her eyes rolling around, and no one knew what she was thinking.

After Jean Bart finished laughing, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak. If all the planned ships were from Wuming's hand, then the role he played must be very important. But while thinking this, Jean Bart thought of Champagne with a cold expression for no reason. The inexplicable familiarity on her body might mean that she had a close relationship with Iris, and perhaps she was the planned ship of the Vichy Church or Free Iris!

I was very excited when I thought about it, but then I changed my mind and realized that no matter how good the planned ship was, it belonged to someone else. If I really had even a little bit of feelings for the Iris of this world, she wouldn't be so cold to me.

Jean Bart shook his head slightly, and his eyes seemed to see a familiar pattern inadvertently.

When she looked closely, she saw that at the top of the tall portal, which was the focus of everyone's attention, there was a symbol that looked like a cross among blooming flowers.

"Oh, is it Liberty Iris this time?"

Wuming said softly from a distance.

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Psychedelic mist gushed out, and the high pressure from the deep sea vaguely emerged from the mist. In the azure mist, the outline of swimming fish flashed from time to time. Dense bubbles emerged from the bottom up. The sea breeze blew through the mist, bringing salty air to the port area again.

"Is this normal?"

Prince Eugen leaned over to Mainz's ear and asked.

“I see it every day.”

The latter said lightly.

Upon hearing this, Prince Eugen seemed to want to say something but stopped himself. In the end, he chose to watch quietly.

She originally wanted to ask what the point of this thing that couldn't be told whether it was a projection or a similar technology was, but Mainz's matter-of-fact tone made her feel like she would be considered a bumpkin if she asked any further.

Perhaps, having special effects when appearing will also be a popular trend in the future?

Prince Eugen thought to himself with self-mockery, and then looked at the female knight beside him. This normally rude fellow was now staring quietly at the mist, as focused as a primary school student staring at a game screen.

Damn it, am I the only one who feels something is wrong?

Prince Eugen rolled his eyes silently and sat down obediently.

Wuming gently patted the head maid's hand, and the latter gently let go, allowing Wuming to walk towards the direction of the mist.

The number of ships of Free Iris is relatively small, but Wuming has no way of confirming who it is. If he can accurately say her name before the person comes, he will definitely be able to gain some favor. However, this favor requires too much luck, so he can only suppress the urge to show off and come over honestly so that the returning ship girls can see him at first sight. This is why he learned from the side when the small boats occasionally talked about this kind of thing. It turned out that the ship girls could basically see nothing inside the mist and could only feel the darkness around them. If Wuming could get closer, they would feel much better.

As time passed, the thick fog became thinner and the outline of the figure began to become clearer. This time it was a figure of medium height, with one hand holding the brim of a sun hat and the other hand holding a basket. No shadow of the ship uniform could be seen. It was obviously someone who Wuming had given clothes to. However, this did not increase her recognition, after all, there were too many ship girls who Wuming had given clothes to.

"Oh, you really gave me a scare, Commander."

The visitor saw Wuming at a glance and chuckled like a girl. She raised her arm, hooked the basket in her arm, and then walked towards Wuming. As she moved, the basket emitted the crisp sound of glassware colliding, accompanied by the rustling sound of her bare feet stepping on the ground in the port area.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer. A woven hat with fresh flowers was tilted on the girl's head. As she walked closer, a gentle fragrance drifted over on the wind.

Her long dark red hair was wet and stuck to her body. As she walked, drops of sea water slid from her shoulders into her plump curves, completely soaking her body and making her gauze-like white swimsuit completely cling to her body. Every step she took created a conspicuous curve, like the fruits deep in an orchard in midsummer, vying to show their abundance.

"It feels like I'm dating the commander on the beach one second, and the next second I find myself in the dark. This experience is not good."

As she said this, she reached out and took out a bottle of chilled wine from the basket in her hand, raised it high above her head, and looked at it in surprise.

"The wine is still cold."

"Wine is not important, Surcouf."

Wuming took a quick glance, stored the cg deeply in his mind, and spoke.

"You are the most important. Although everyone is fine, every time I come here, I am always worried whether the next one will be injured. You are as healthy as I remembered. That's great."

Shukouf stretched out his voice and spoke with a mischievous look on his face.

"Wow, Commander is much more talkative now. The comments you made online before were so embarrassing."

Wuming was also a little confused by what he heard. It was probably because it was a weird message with only two options, but it was actually criticized by the person involved, or at least one of the people involved, which made him feel a little embarrassed.

"Well, I've got it all practiced now, so I shouldn't let you down."

Shukuf put one hand on his waist, his expression fell.

"Really? You didn't practice with me. This alone is enough to make me angry. Hmm, but when I think about it, Commander, there is still enough room for improvement. So, it's a deal, you have to practice with me from now on."

practise?

Wuming was a little stunned, but then he reacted. In the face of Shukuf's slightly surprised expression, he reached out and gave her a big hug.

"Anyway, welcome back, Surcouf."

There was hesitation on the latter's face at first, then he closed his eyes and hugged him back tightly.

"Well, I'm back, Commander."

Looking at the backs of the two people hugging each other, Prince Eugen's voice in the distance sounded a little irritable.

"What is he doing?"

"Do you need a telescope?"

Mainz looked at the inexplicably angry expression and considerately handed him a monocular telescope.

"I can see it!"

Prince Eugen said with a dark face.

"Then what is your purpose in asking me?"

Mainz looked confused.

"I......."

Prince Eugen was speechless when asked, then turned his head away angrily and didn't look at Mainz.

"Sir Knight, is this part of our Iris's law? I mean, punishing scum... Watt?"

She was just about to complain and vent her grievances to this female knight who seemed much more irritable than her, but before she could finish her words, she saw Jean Bart rushing out with his sleeves rolled up in a rage.

Prince Eugen, who had fallen to the ground, spoke in a stammering voice.

"As expected of a knight, you are much more reckless than me. I just said that..."

"You, you are, Surcouf!"

Jean Bart's heavy footsteps sounded from behind Wuming. Wuming knew who it was without turning around, but Shukuf didn't know. She opened her eyes and saw Jean Bart walking towards her with a stern face.

"Hi, Barr."

"I......."

Jean Bart was choked by this overly natural way of greeting, then she paused subconsciously and replied in an awkward tone.

"Hi."

"Are you jealous? Bar, don't worry, I'm not such a selfish person. The Commander will give you some as well!"

Wuming felt a chill on his neck when he heard this and subconsciously let go of his hand. He stared at Xukufu with wide eyes, and the latter stuck out his tongue mischievously.

"It's the whole point. Really, the commander is so cute when he looks nervous."

Wuming always felt that the words of this rare submarine with an unscientific body shape seemed to be particularly serious, which made his scalp tingle.

"What does this have to do with me?"

Jean Bart frowned when she saw Surcouf dressed like this on the beach. Even a fool could see that this kind of dressing in front of the opposite sex did not mean that the relationship was pure. And Surcouf's words made her feel uneasy for no reason.

"Oh, you said that, too."

Surcouf looked at Jean Bart with some doubt, raised his hand and touched his cheek with his finger.

"Being around the commander, even the air relaxes, or something?"