Come and connect with me!

"Yeah, it's good that the commander knows, so the commander also knows that those of us who do business are also important, right!"

Akashi laughed, scratching his head.

Wuming's eyes twitched when he heard this. He reached out his hand and rubbed the cat's head hard, messing up Mingshi's hair, before he let her go.

"Then I will forgive you for selling it to the iron-blooded Prince Eugen, and there won't be a next time. You know this is a bad thing, don't you?"

The green-haired cat with messy hair blinked and whimpered pitifully, trying to get away with it by acting cute very skillfully.

"I know, meow. I won't do it again next time, meow!"

Wuming shook his head and took it seriously.

After that, he ate snacks and chatted with Akashi, just to improve the Black Heart Cat's favor.

While Wuming was living a leisurely life here, on the other side, the passenger ship finally sailed into the port of Iris.

Compared with the old-fashioned means of transportation like the White Eagle transport ship, in addition to self-discipline, it also needs to stop at various large ports to record and correct coordinates. Otherwise, in the ocean far away from the land, it will be disturbed by the ubiquitous mirror sea area, and God knows where it will go.

In addition to not being interfered with by Siren technology, the nameless passenger ship's own positioning and autonomous systems were also superior to the technology of this era. The end result was that it returned to Iris at a speed far beyond what Prince Eugen and Jean Bart had expected.

"Huh...it's so fast. Looks like we have to say goodbye here, dear Barr."

Prince Eugen walked out of the cabin, facing the less glaring sunlight, and stretched his body. The weather in the port area has adjusted itself. Except for the weekly rain, it is almost always sunny. But when he came down to the ground, Prince Eugen found that it was actually cloudy.

"I'd love to, but can you do it alone?"

The female knight replied stiffly, but then she couldn't help but ask with a stern face.

In this world where sirens definitely exist in the deep sea, any voyage involving waterways cannot be considered absolutely safe. Now, when Prince Eugen faces the sirens, he is no different from an ordinary person.

"It's okay, it's okay. I have great confidence in this ship."

Prince Eugen said with a smile.

Of course, in addition to the fact that this ship came from the Siren's lair, what made her even more confident was that she had already been notified of the Iron Blood ship that was coming to escort her. Now the royal family knew that the two of them had been to the nameless port area, so there was no need to hide it. Naturally, she would come out openly and tell the whole world about her whereabouts to prevent the royal family from using this to make trouble.

"what ever."

Having roughly guessed where Prince Eugen's confidence came from, the female knight made no more attempts to persuade him to stay. She looked at the familiar port, and a smile appeared on her cold face. The technology in her hometown was far from advanced, and the scenery was not unique, but there were many things that those places with advanced technology and beautiful scenery did not have.

"Hehe, Barr, welcome back."

As the passenger ship sailed towards the port terminal, a seductive woman in a black robe was waving her hand slowly and gently, smiling and speaking to the female knight on it.

"Clemenceau? What a surprise. Aren't you very busy lately?"

Prince Eugen said in surprise.

"Well, time is like water in a sponge. If you're willing to squeeze it, there will always be water. Besides, there are only a few people who are worthy of my personal interrogation. When I'm sure these people's deputies are capable, I'll have more time to rest."

Clemenceau smiled, his pink tongue brushing across his plump red lips, his voice filled with indifference towards life, and he made no secret of the way he had purged a large number of high-level officials in a short period of time.

Prince Eugen curled his lips but didn't respond.

"And Richelieu?"

Jean Bart looked at the empty dock and asked.

"She is very busy. She has to deal with inquiries from all sides and try to reconcile the people on both sides who have been separated for a long time. But she seems to enjoy it and it is not too hard."

Clemenceau looked at the flag flying on the passenger ship, tilted his head, and couldn't help laughing.

"By the way, what the hell is this? If I hadn't seen it clearly, I would have thought that the Royal Family and the White Eagle were traveling together."

"That flag of the port area, I don't understand Wuming's idea either."

Jean Bart shook his head and said with a confused look on his face.

Although she liked this kind of soft little thing, she had never thought of printing a command cat or similar mascot on her flag. Everyone carried the camp emblem when they went out, and at least they had to draw intimidating animals such as dragons and lions. You drew a chicken on it. Does that mean that the people on the ship are trainees?

"Well, that means this is a creation from that port area. Really, I don't have any hope for the aesthetics of the parallel world anymore."

Prince Eugen's eyes twitched and he turned his head suddenly, only to find that there was a tall blonde woman next to him. Looking at the dock again, the black shadow had disappeared without a trace.

"You are so slow to react, Prince Eugen. It seems my sister is really taking care of you."

The sweet words were like the hissing of a cold and poisonous snake, causing Prince Eugen to tut a sound of dissatisfaction.

"Clemenceau, you are too suspicious."

"I can't help it. After all, Bal has always been honest. I am different. Everything I see is dazzling."

Clemenceau chuckled softly. She always had a gentle smile on her face, but there was no warmth in her eyes. The scrutinizing look at this moment made Prince Eugen feel particularly uncomfortable.

"Are you sure now?"

"Not yet, but I am at least sure of your current mood, so see you next time, Your Excellency Prince Eugen."

She bowed slightly, Prince Eugen raised his eyebrows and returned the gesture, and Jean Bart sighed.

"Let's go, Clemenceau. This woman is as annoying as you are. I can hardly breathe when you two are together."

"Oh my, you are such a willful sister. The air in Iris is so sweet. If you say that, our tourism revenue will be greatly reduced if it gets out."

Clemenceau lifted her skirt elegantly and followed the female knight slowly. The two sisters with very different figures and temperaments walked onto the dock. Jean Bart paused, turned around reluctantly, waved to Prince Eugene, then quickened his pace and walked silently towards the depths of the port, with Clemenceau laughing softly with his hands covering his mouth behind him.

The corners of Prince Eugen's mouth twitched, as if she wanted to reveal a mocking smile, but after thinking about it, she shook her head, turned and walked into the cabin, directing the passenger ship to leave the shore. Not long after, on the way to Iron Blood, she met Z21 who came to escort her.

"Prince Eugen, I'm here to pick you up."

"Oh, I saw it. Let's get on the boat and go back."

She looked at the nervous little girl and shrugged helplessly, but still invited her to get on the boat and sail to the iron-blooded port together.

At this time, Clemenceau of Iris was with Jean Bart and Richelieu, looking at the crimson box in his hands with curiosity.

"The things I took over seem a little unusual."

Chapter 1033 Iron and Blood Matters

The Iron-Blooded Prime Minister's Office.

Prince Eugen looked tired when he returned to his homeland, but he still had to force himself to report to Bismarck.

"To sum up, I have brought back Wuming's things safely."

Bismarck crossed his hands and rested them on his chin, his sapphire eyes reflecting Prince Eugen's obviously sleepy face.

"Thank you for your hard work. Go down and have a rest."

The ship equipment is like an extension of the limbs of the Rubik's Cube ship. Once it is lost, it is like cutting off a human's limbs. This was the case for Prince Eugen on this trip to Iris and Nameless Port. She even found it difficult to truly relax when she was resting. Now that she has returned to a place that is absolutely safe for her, the first thing Prince Eugen wants to do is to have a good sleep.

"Well, my work has come to an end, but, Bismarck, you should also go to bed early."

Prince Eugen yawned and said.

"I will."

Bismarck spoke softly. In her eyes, Prince Eugen was exhausted. However, under the other's gaze, this iron-blooded flagship was also in poor condition. The distress and thought in his eyes were always lingering, but this emotion was well hidden and few people could notice it. However, Prince Eugen, who had followed her for many years, could keenly sense that something was wrong with the former.

"Knock knock knock!"

"Please come in."

Hearing the knock on the door, Bismarck spoke immediately, and Prince Eugen also turned his head and looked towards the door.

"Bismarck... Hoo, Eugen, are you there? Great, come with me to the port, the number of ships you mentioned is wrong, come and take a look!"

The person who pushed the door open was a woman with short hair of a unique color. She was tall, with a cold look, Tiexue's usual cold eyes and uncommon short black and white hair. At this moment, she was frowning slightly and spoke anxiously.

Prince Eugen felt a little uneasy, but at this time, Bismarck had already stood up, put on a black coat, and walked out of the room first.

"Let me tell you the conclusion first, Brunhilde."

Bismarck spoke calmly and walked outside. The cloak on her shoulders fluttered with her sharp movements. The ship with the name of Valkyrie followed behind her. The Rubik's Cube ships along the way stopped one by one and nodded to Bismarck.

"Eugen reported that he brought back 20 mass-produced ship equipment, but we counted them several times and found that there were only 19 boxes."

Brunhilde spoke at a steady pace, and with Bismarck by her side, her voice quickly calmed down and returned to her usual composure.

"Give your opinion."

Bismarck's ears twitched, and he immediately slowed down his pace. He turned around and spoke to Brunhilde.

"Someone took advantage of Eugen's current bad condition and did something."

The ship with heterochromatic hair looked at Bismarck's encouraging gaze and thought for a moment.

"Maybe it's Jean Bart. After all, she's the closest."

"You got a wrong answer, Bud."

Prince Eugen followed at a trot, breathing somewhat rapidly.

"It should be Clemenceau. I have no evidence, but she is different from that silly Jean Bart. Apart from the same fur color, she has no similarities with her sister."

Bismarck hummed and walked to the port with two of his men. At this moment, a cordon had been set up around the port. Several Rubik's Cube ships were looking around with vigilance, and their expressions relaxed a little when they saw Bismarck.

"We've checked. It wasn't done by our people, and it has nothing to do with those guys."

Tirpitz crossed his arms across his chest, and beneath the lowered brim of his hat were a pair of blue eyes like his sisters.

"understood."

Bismarck walked over her shoulder swiftly, paused, looked at Tirpitz's slightly wrinkled collar, raised his hand, and saw the white-haired captain nimbly move away. After she was silent for a moment, she retracted her five plain fingers and walked towards the passenger ship docked at the port. Not long after, she heard Prince Eugen's teasing voice behind her.

"Hey, Tirpitz, are you in such a hurry to go out? Come here, let me help you get ready. You can't be careless about your appearance."

"You're so annoying, Eugen."

Without paying close attention to the noise behind him, Bismarck looked up at the little yellow chicken flag whose style was out of place here. His eyes twitched, but he still didn't say what was in his mind like Clemenceau did.

She walked into the cabin. In addition to the comfortably decorated lounge, there was also a storage room next to the lounge. At this moment, folded metal boxes of ship equipment were neatly stacked inside. It seemed that the previous layout had been restored.

After staying here for a while, Bismarck turned and left.

Of course, she couldn't tell at a glance who had done it, but her presence made the people who were counting the equipment, and even Prince Eugen, the person doing the work, feel better.

"Get me Richelieu."

After coming out, Bismarck didn't waste any words and spoke in a calm tone.

"Eugen, don't hide this from Wuming."

"Yes, yes, but if I tell him, I will be so embarrassed."

Prince Eugen said with a bored look on his face.

"It doesn't matter. We are not the only ones who are shamed."

Bismarck turned his head and spoke to Brunhilde.

"Bud, the testing and distribution of the ship equipment is now in your hands."

"Yes."

After giving the brief instructions, Tirpitz silently gestured to her. In the hand of the white-haired girl, the rust-colored communicator was already flashing a green light, indicating that it was connected.

A light screen was projected, and the archbishop's slightly stunned expression appeared in front of Bismarck. In addition to her, there was also a charming blonde woman who was looking at Bismarck with interest. In addition to the two of them, half of her striped socks were also reflected in the camera. Obviously, all the important people of Iris were here.

Bismarck looked at Clemenceau in silence until the latter turned his face away unnaturally, then he spoke in a calm tone.

"Who is your flagship now?"

Richelieu spoke in a gentle tone.

"It's me, Your Excellency Bismarck. Please speak frankly."

"very good."

Bismarck praised lightly and immediately went straight to the point.

"Want to cooperate?"

Richelieu was shocked by the Iron Blood flagship's overly decisive words. He hesitated for a moment before slowly speaking.

"Can you tell me more about it?"

"First, I'll give you that set of ship uniforms as the price for keeping your secret. This ends here."

"What's the second one?"

Clemenceau saw that Richelieu was obviously unable to keep up with the pace, and immediately interrupted.

Richelieu's expression remained unchanged. He just looked at Bismarck quietly, waiting for her next words.