Come and connect with me!

Hearing this, she quickly turned her head and saw Prince Eugen looking at her breathlessly.

"We may not be able to go back for a while!"

Chapter 1001 The Prince of Wales escapes!

"Boom!"

"Come right now, stop knocking."

When Wuming opened the door, the first thing he saw was that both guests looked anxious, especially Prince Eugen. She just looked a little tired, but there was no big reaction on her face. However, Wuming was too familiar with her, or rather, with her in the port area. So when Wuming saw her fingers unconsciously twirling her hair, he knew that Prince Eugen was in a much worse mood than he looked.

"Let's go out and talk."

Wuming looked at the sun outside. It was almost the time when he usually went out for exercise. Most of the ship girls were still sleeping soundly, including those in his room.

"Mr. Wuming, don't you even ask what it is?"

“Just knowing that it’s not a good thing is enough.”

Wuming shrugged, walked out of the room, closed the door, and led the two guests to an open space.

"Okay, you two, there aren't many people passing by here, and it won't ruin anyone's beautiful morning."

Upon hearing this, Jean Bart silently looked at Prince Eugen, who took a deep breath, looked back at the female knight, and then looked at Wuming, seeming a little helpless.

"Sir Wuming, I'm sorry, I need your help."

"Please say."

Prince Eugen hooked his fingers around the ends of her hair, and the speed of his movements gradually increased.

"According to...a friend of mine, the Prince of Wales was spotted leaving the White Tower last night. He should be making a secret visit here."

Jean Bart opened his mouth, but finally held back.

The friend you are talking about is not a Jagged spy, is he?

"Then?"

Wuming was a little confused and looked at her in suspicion.

"The cargo ship she boarded was exactly that one."

Prince Eugen hinted wildly, and Wuming immediately understood.

It turns out that they are all eyeing the White Eagle family. The Iron Bloods want to get a seat, and the Royals also come to get a seat. Now they have become the designated smuggling ships of each camp.

"This is indeed a problem."

Wuming groaned.

Prince Eugen was leaving, but he couldn't just take himself with him. He also needed to take the twenty sets of ship uniforms that Wuming had promised. These were obviously not things that were light enough to fit into a pocket. When Reno and Wuming first landed in this port, Frederick the Great had disarmed her, and the ship uniforms were automatically stored in a box. At that time, Wuming couldn't even move it. If it were Prince Eugen now, he probably wouldn't be able to take it away with his physical strength alone. As for the other person who was definitely strong enough...

Prince Eugen glanced at Jean Bart and a look of regret began to appear on his face.

Why did I call her? Why didn't I bring out a tough little transparent person?

What? I made this decision just to gain another ally?

That's fine.

The transaction of ship equipment involves the relationship between Wuming and Siren, and even more so the connection between Siren and Iron Blood. This must not be known by the female knight, and not even many people within Iron Blood know about it.

"So, do you have any other way to leave?"

Wuming didn't react much, he was really not in a hurry.

"It's hard to find a way to avoid attracting attention in a short period of time."

Prince Eugen sighed.

"Your port area is not a busy place. In other words, any ship passing through here is very conspicuous. Apart from your agreement with White Eagle, there are no ships that come here frequently."

This is also the reason why everyone is staring at the White Eagle. The blockade of the Sirens is absolute. From the sky to the bottom of the sea, as long as it is an area occupied by the Sirens, others cannot pass through. It is also difficult to break through with the Magic Cube ships, and it is even more impossible to bring a fully loaded cargo ship. The gaps between the Siren areas are connected, which is the so-called safe waterway in this world. However, since it is a gap, it is naturally not very spacious. If you meet in this situation, the possibility of being discovered is very high.

"I see. Well, then we can do it in the air..."

"no!"

Wuming had just finished speaking when Prince Eugen interrupted him.

"We can't get past the Siren's defenses, right?"

She spoke word by word, staring at Wuming with a somewhat confused expression.

"Ah, yes, that's what happened."

When Wuming heard her say this, he also reacted and responded with distress.

"I almost forgot about it."

Jean Bart watched the two's performance in silence, playing the role of the mute wooden stake very competently.

"Then stay here for a while. It won't be too late for you to leave after the Prince of Wales leaves."

He couldn't reveal his existence to Azur Lane, and he couldn't reveal this matter to his good ally, Sakura Empire. The existence of Jean Bart also stopped Wuming from directly using the Siren methods.

He thought about it and realized that unless he could really create a prop to make Jean Bart lose his memory, he would be in a difficult situation now.

"Stay..."

Jean Bart and Prince Eugene were both stunned, looking somewhat uncomfortable.

"You can hide in the dormitory for now. You'll be fine if you don't get discovered. White Eagle's cargo ships arrive almost every day. If they're slower, there'll be one every other day. You won't be delayed for too long."

Wuming glared at the two guys unhappily and spoke.

"Well, thank you again for your help, Mr. Noname."

"I......."

Wuming was about to speak when he suddenly paused. He tapped his fingers to his ears and stared straight into the air. In the field of vision that only he could see, an illusory figure quickly solidified and turned into a familiar face.

"Good morning, Mr. Wuming."

Wuming blinked and made an interrupting gesture to the figure.

"I need to talk to Royal Sheffield. You guys should go get something to eat first."

Jean Bart and Prince Eugene looked at each other with strange expressions, then nodded silently and turned away.

"I hope I didn't bother you, Mr. Noname."

Sheffield was wearing a maid outfit. The classic black and white combination made her look capable and shrewd. Her golden eyes had the usual scrutiny. Perhaps to cover it up, she combed her hair into a way that covered her eyes, hiding her overly sharp eyes behind her hair.

"Nothing, I'm already up."

After the two exchanged a few pleasantries, Sheffield immediately got down to business.

"Her Majesty the Queen is very interested in the new world you mentioned, so I hope you can allow our Royal Hood to come to Guigang District for a visit."

"Hood?"

Wuming raised his eyebrows slightly and hesitated for a moment, but he was not stupid enough to ask directly why it was not the Prince of Wales.

"Don't you like Miss Hood?"

"No, I'm just a little surprised. After all, I just saw her in Free Iris these past two days... It should be called the Iris Theocracy now. Can she still find time to come?"

Wuming's reaction was not beyond Sheffield's expectations, and she spoke softly.

"She is the best diplomat of the royal family. When facing His Excellency, the royal family naturally needs to bring out the best candidate."

Sheffield said this, and Wuming smiled in agreement.

After the two of them finalized the matter, Sheffield didn't rush to hang up. After chatting for a few words, she hesitated for a moment and spoke.

"Well, Mr. Wuming, I have a more personal request."

"Please go ahead, but I can't promise to grant your request."

"Thank you."

After the capable maid finished speaking, she pursed her lips, and her face turned red little by little, as if the mere thought of the next words had exhausted all her shame.

"If, if you meet our royal Prince of Wales during this period, or even later, please catch her and tell us, please!"

Chapter 1002: Feeling, Not as Good as

Royal White Tower.

"Bang!"

Following the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, dense and continuous sounds of shattering were heard. The queen's courtyard was now filled with the remains of gorgeous utensils.

"Damn it, he actually ran away at night?"

Her Majesty the Queen shouted with a dark face.

"Don't come back if you have the guts!"

As he spoke, he was still angry and swept all the exquisite pendants on the table to the ground, making the courtyard, which had been temporarily quiet, echo with crisp sounds again.

At the door not far away, the head maid looked calm, with her hands folded on her stomach, silently counting the time Her Majesty the Queen was angry.

Next to her was a maid who was watching with fear and trepidation when Her Majesty the Queen lost her composure during one of her rare moments.

"Keep calm, Sirius, you can't ask your majesty to keep everything in your heart, it's not good for your health."

"But, so many things have been smashed..."

"It's alright. If these bottles and jars can make His Majesty happy, then they have value in existence."

The head maid sighed as she said this.

"It is indeed a masterpiece of a master. The sound when it is smashed is better than those cheap handicrafts."

Sirius forced a smile and nodded, not daring to interrupt.

During the time when Her Majesty the Queen was angry, the losses caused were enough to make the richest people faint. Even she was secretly thinking about how much money she could get by selling these things.

"call......."

After a long while, Her Majesty the Queen took a deep breath, looked at the mess on the ground, and spoke.

"Befa, come with me to the garden."

The head maid nodded and winked at Sirius calmly. The latter nodded in understanding and began to clean up the large area.

"Well."

After cleaning for a while, Sirius looked at the broken pieces of utensils in the trash can and muttered with a pout.

“It still hurts to watch.”

Sirius in the courtyard was still sweeping the floor while talking to himself, while the master and servant in the garden were walking slowly and silently in the garden.

"If you find that Welsh girl, bring her back to me immediately. I'm going to put her in solitary confinement for a year!"

After walking for a while, Her Majesty the Queen stopped angrily and shouted at the head maid.

"But the most important thing now is how to determine her destination."

The head maid, always half a step behind Her Majesty the Queen, spoke softly.

"Where else can we go? Most likely it's the port area."

Thinking about how she had praised her more than once, saying that she was willful and creative, Her Majesty the Queen became furious.

"By the way, is the Befa over there that good?"

As she said this, Her Majesty the Queen also began to think about it.

"Why don't I go over there and take a look? It's so good. I might as well..."

"Her Majesty the Queen."

Suddenly, there was a sinister whisper behind her. Her Majesty the Queen turned around and saw a pair of empty eyes staring at her.

"There are some things that even Your Majesty cannot say."

The head maid had a gentle smile on her face, but there was no smile in her eyes, which made Her Majesty the Queen feel uneasy.

"Ahahaha, I, I was just joking."