Come and connect with me!

The two people's voices gradually faded away and disappeared at the end of the path.

Within the port area, a few disturbances will not disrupt the peaceful daily life here, but in more distant places, the discussion about this place has never ended.

Royal White Tower.

"almost."

Her Majesty the Queen said calmly.

With the merger of Iris, the fleet used to guard against the Vichy Church can be turned back, and the Iron Axis can also save some manpower to guard against Free Iris, so everyone is happy.

But in addition to this, the new world that Wuming promised also needs to send people to take a look. Although the normal procedure should be to wait for Wuming to issue a notice to inform all camps that they are ready, then it will be the time for the ships of all camps to reunite, but, how can following the rules be as safe as getting inside information in advance?

"Welsh, Hood, which one of you is going to go?"

The two women, who also had thick golden hair, bowed slightly to Her Majesty the Queen, and then thought for a moment together.

"A large number of nails have been cleared over at Iris, so I don't need to watch over them for now. If your majesty needs me, I can go there."

Hood had just returned from the current Iris Theocracy. Although she was not treated coldly, it was not pleasant for several Rubik's Cube ships who were not very scheming to keep staring at her with stern faces. That guy named Clemenceau was also very difficult to deal with. He took advantage of the fusion of the two divided forces to ruthlessly pull out the spies planted by the outside world. It was said that the dungeons of the Iris Theocracy were almost not enough.

The Prince of Wales put on his white gloves slowly with his usual smile.

"If it is your will, then I will obey it. Well, I didn't have enough fun last time."

"So both are fine?"

The head maid beside Her Majesty the Queen remained expressionless; she could see that Her Majesty the Queen was in a dilemma.

"The way we go this time may be different from usual. We can't go there openly. After all, we have to avoid not only the gazes of the outside world, but also some of the people in our group have shady origins. So we can't use our own means of transportation this time."

The head maid reminded softly.

"So, we're going to sneak across?"

Hood frowned slightly.

"That doesn't sound very respectable."

The royal family's travel standards are not low, with large cruise ships and private jets, and submarines that are as spacious and comfortable as possible, belonging to the highest specifications of all camps. Hood felt uncomfortable when he suddenly found out that he had to travel by smuggling.

"I'm sorry, Hood. They are smuggled. And according to the latest news, we found that some guys have sneaked into various departments, including underwater equipment. Therefore, deep-sea submarines and ocean current shuttles cannot be used. It's like this under the sea, and it will be even worse above the sea."

The head maid continued.

All major camps in this world have maintained a relatively restrained state, but it is only relatively restrained. At least for everyone, planting nails can be considered restrained enough.

"Well, that's true. But no matter how bad it is, I still want to go there. If there are limited places, Hood, please let me go this time."

The Prince of Wales shrugged it off and glanced at Hood, who smiled back.

"If your majesty allows, I would also like to have a good rest."

"I'm afraid your ideas are going to fail, Wales."

The head maid looked at Her Majesty the Queen's reaction and found that she seemed to be shaking her head helplessly, then she spoke.

"The candidate scheduled for this time is Hood, Wales. If possible, His Majesty still hopes that you can have a good rest."

The Prince of Wales was startled and was about to argue when he saw that everyone present had an expression of understanding.

"Hey, what's with that expression on your face?"

"Oh, it seems I can't be lazy anymore."

Hood sighed, as if he had expected this.

"Just because you know it, Wales."

The head maid could see from the corner of her eye that Her Majesty the Queen had covered her eyes and didn't want to look at the Prince of Wales.

"First, there is a letter from the Sakura Empire, accusing you of disrespecting the Son of God. This is not the first time. And the Northern Alliance, if you do this again, even if it is for the sake of maintaining the dignity of the royal family, you will need to stay in the White Tower for a while."

"This matter shouldn't be that serious."

The Prince of Wales' expression froze and his eyes began to wander.

"Watch your mouth, Wales. Don't talk nonsense to that little fox. At least don't let them hear you. If you are trapped on the main island of Sakura Empire, it will be difficult for the Royal Family to save you. The Northern Alliance seems to be ready to beat you up together the next time you go there. This is the information from the informant. You know, they may not always be able to remain calm when they want to do something."

Her Majesty the Queen spoke with a dark face.

"Well, I have changed my ways. Otherwise, why would I want to contribute to the royal family?"

The Prince of Wales' smile was a little forced, because even Hood didn't go to see her anymore.

"Wow, who said that port area is really good? For your safety and the face of the royal family, you have to stay here for a while!"

The corner of Her Majesty the Queen's eye twitched and she stared at the Prince of Wales, who quietly avoided her gaze, lowered his head obediently, and was as quiet as a quail.

Things are different now. When Wuming was not around, there was not much danger in the Prince of Wales's talk. But now, times are different. On the eve of change, everyone is waiting for a result. Under this situation, the royal family does not need to show too much presence.

"Hood, tomorrow, a fleet of White Eagle cargo ships will stop at our port. They are unmanned ships that are sent to that port area. You need to board the ship at 4 a.m. and arrive there around 10 a.m. tomorrow. The warehouse is full of raw materials. You have a very small range to move around. But now, you have enough ability and can leave without being suspected. There are not many people left, so I'm sorry for your hard work."

Her Majesty the Queen said this and looked deeply at the Prince of Wales.

"If it's your turn, then just stay put!"

"Oh, I understand, Your Majesty."

The Prince of Wales sighed with a bitter face, and Hood also looked depressed. She didn't want to stay in the narrow warehouse.

Seeing both of them look so miserable, Her Majesty the Queen's eyes moved, and suddenly she thought of something. She looked at the Prince of Wales and asked.

"Well, Wales, don't have that expression on your face. Just be patient. The new horse field has just been leveled. Come with me to go horseback riding tomorrow to relax."

"I understand, Your Majesty. But to be honest, I still want to go there to have some fun. The people in that port area are quite interesting. It's much more fun than outside."

The Prince of Wales muttered under his breath.

"Please respect yourself, Prince of Wales."

The head maid said dimly.

"I find it hard to understand your logic. You said that Belfast, who is like me, has a similar personality to me. Why do I become a boring guy in your eyes?"

"Well, if I have to say, that Befa is probably more interesting, speaks better, and seems more relaxed. You seem a little too tense."

The Prince of Wales shrugged, recalling the smile and behavior of the head maid in the port area, and then looked at this head maid whose every move was too perfect, and clicked his tongue in boredom.

"It feels better than..."

Before she could finish, she saw the head maid standing quietly in front of her, looking at her with a cold face.

"I heard you like lightsabers, do you want me to help you remove one of your arms and become a Dark Lord?"

Chapter 1000: Damn, I can’t leave

When the setting sun sets in the west and the full moon rises in the east.

The lights in the Royal White Tower also dimmed, and two dim figures nimbly avoided the patrolling human guards, but did not dodge when faced with the scanning self-discipline sentry post.

"I never thought that the first time I sneaked into my own port would be."

"Mr. Hood, please keep your voice down."

The night wind brought two slight noises, but they were blown away in the air without alarming anyone.

Human guards, technological creations, and the talismanic barriers from Sakura Empire and the living machines from Iron Blood that wrapped around the outside, together formed the line of defense to protect the Royal White Tower. It was also the first time that Hood realized how difficult these things were. Even though she had quietly used the Queen's authority and almost abolished the technological side's protection measures, she was still nearly discovered several times when faced with the talismanic barriers that continuously scanned the breath and left records, and the living machines that were extremely accurate in measuring weight changes. Fortunately, she was accompanied by an expert in this field.

"Huh...almost done. Next up is our royal surveillance equipment. As for the human guards, we just need to avoid the fixed patrol routes to reach the port."

In the darkness, Hood's face showed a hint of fear mixed with excitement.

"Thanks to you, Sheffie."

"It's my job, Lord Hood."

As the queen's accompanying maid, Sheffield knew the entire White Tower very well. If it weren't for the fact that the technologies of other camps were basically under the supervision of dedicated personnel, any rash modification would easily reveal Hood's whereabouts. She could even go out with her eyes closed to deal with these two methods. After all, neither of them was core technology, but fell within the scope of normal exchange technology, which was the purpose of stacking an extra layer of armor.

But it would be much more difficult to bring Hood, who had never done this before. In fact, the Royal White Tower had always been strictly guarded, and it was not easy to sneak in and escape. Even the human guards were equipped with exoskeleton armor and pulse weapons. The abilities and qualities of these elite soldiers were the best among humans. If she didn't have the map of whereabouts, she would have needed to rely on caution and luck to leave without a trace.

"Here is the food and water prepared for you. We will contact Mr. Nameless at 8 a.m. tomorrow. Judging from his personality profile, Mr. Hood will not be stopped."

Sheffield was dressed neatly and spoke in a calm tone.

"What if he doesn't agree?"

Hood sighed slightly.

"Then you will need to use your ship equipment and go to this location. The fleet that will pick you up will arrive in no more than an hour."

Hearing that there was a complete backup plan, Hood nodded.

"I understand. See you next time."

"Goodbye."

Sheffield bowed slightly, Hood nodded, and the two parted ways here.

Sheffield watched Hood's figure swiftly approach the White Eagle cargo ship, and disappear into the cargo hold in a few takes off and land. Only then did he leave with peace of mind.

Self-driving cargo ships are rare on the sea. After all, there are too many variables when crossing the vast ocean, and the Siren's domain rejects all creations of the human world, whether it is ships or Rubik's Cube ships, even signals are swallowed up silently. Therefore, this type of cargo ship can basically only follow planned routes and lacks sufficient adaptability.

However, if we follow the coordinates, there is a possibility of deviation. Smart methods such as technological progress are temporarily unavailable, so we have to use the stupid method, which is to move along fixed coordinates and constantly anchor our own coordinates to ensure that no major errors occur.

Fixed ports serve as reference points. After staying for a while, the cargo ship can correct itself and eventually stop at more than ten ports, ensuring that the error at the destination will not exceed one millimeter.

As Sheffield left, another figure approached in a panic. She looked around and found that there was no one around, so she slipped over quietly, picked a cargo ship at random, and got in.

......

The next day.

"Well......."

Following a vague murmur, Jean Bart slowly opened his eyes.

She stared blankly at the unfamiliar ceiling for a while before she slowly let out a breath and gradually came to her senses.

"Ok?"

Just as she was about to stand up, she felt her body sink. She raised her head with great effort and saw two black ears lying limply in her hair. Jean Bart was stunned for a moment before he remembered.

Yes, this is the nameless port area, and this room is the bedroom of little Akagi and several other children.

Stirring up the sea of ​​memory, the female knight's eyes became completely clear. When she got up every day, her reaction was a little dull, similar to human low blood pressure. Although she tried many methods, she could not solve this small problem. Fortunately, when encountering danger, her reaction was not slow, but she seemed a little unresponsive when she was at the rear, so she didn't pay much attention to it.

As a guest, there were naturally enough rooms for her, but compared to Prince Eugen who tried hard to gain his favor but failed to establish any solid relationship, she muttered a bunch of weird lines yesterday afternoon, and after finishing them she either needed to scream to express her embarrassment for not letting her opponent use his full strength, or she needed to angrily say that she was a god or something like that.

After dinner, I was taken to catch a few little yellow chickens and command cats to use as pillows, and finally I had to play with a few small boats until late at night.

"Really? I didn't even have time to pray yesterday."

Jean Bart couldn't help shaking his head when he thought of this.

Although she was perfunctory at the beginning, she became addicted after playing for a long time - of course, she would not admit this.

"Little Akagi?"

Jean Bart pushed the little black fox's head, and the latter immediately opened its eyes, glanced at her, and then rolled itself into a ball with its nine little tails, slowly rolling to the wall. After a while, it began to breathe evenly again.

Well, she couldn't get up.

The female knight couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth as she thought of her other companion in the Iris Theocracy.

She slowed down her pace and stood up carefully. On the floor, several little yellow chickens were probably kicked to the ground at night and were now scattered in various corners of the floor, sleeping quietly. The command cat on the bed was basically used as a pillow because of its round body. A chestnut-colored little fox was placed behind its head, sleeping in a sprawling posture.

Another little guy named Little Zeppelin has a little yellow chicken next to his pillow, and he is also an outlier among these small boats.

"Hey, Miss Jean Barr?"

A voice sounded quietly.

"Little Beifa?"

The female knight spoke with some discomfort.

"It's me. I got up and started trying to make breakfast. Miss Jean Bar, are you hungry?"

The girl in front of him still had a bit of baby fat on her face, and she didn't resemble another maid at all. Even though it wasn't the first time they met, Jean Bart still felt quite uncomfortable.

"No, I'll go for a walk in the morning, we'll talk when I get back."

After politely declining Little Befa's offer, Jean Bart walked out of the room with light steps. Just as he was about to take a walk along the road, he suddenly heard a burst of hurried footsteps.

"Jean Bart, something terrible has happened!"