"I heard the rumors that you chose to surrender to the enemy and became the admiral of the deep seas. I didn't expect it to be true.√∟"

Wales looked up and down at the Admiral, as if he was looking at the biggest enemy of the ship girl in history in the world.

"If you loosen the rope tied to me, I think I'm more like a big villain."

Once again, the admiral tied up his whole body by a rope and threw it into the corner, and once again successfully played the role of a salted fish raising on the beach, and struggled around.

Now the admiral is not like a villain like a public enemy in the world. It is completely a kidnapped salted fish. The only difference is that the one who kidnapped himself is not a vicious bandit, but a vicious beautiful girl. Of course, compared to those big and thick bearded men, the admiral is more inclined to the current situation.

There was also a mafia-like head sitting next to her, and of course it was just a loli.

"I think it's better not to do such excessive things before his ship girl arrives." Venetto put down the coffee cup in his hand and friendly reminded Wales: "The ship girl who follows him now is not Sase's allies who stand on the same front and can speak well."

"Deep sea...?"

The admiral's pale skin reminded Wales of his left hand, which faded away the color of blood and close to death, representing the color of the deep sea, which is the color of the blackskin red and pale, and these three colors are the all main colors of the deep sea.

Perhaps if Wales brought him back to Europe as the Admiral, it would definitely be considered a merit of the level of "capturing the commander of the deep sea", but with her now also wanted status, it would be meaningless to do these things.

Because of the traces of infection on her left hand, she was also labeled as the deep sea. Wales does not like the deep sea label, including the mark on her left hand. She wants to clear all this, at least prove that she is innocent to the world. She is different from monsters, and has her own rationality.

The Prince of Wales is also the Prince of Wales, not a deep-sea battleship!

But as long as the deep sea aura that was eroding her from her left hand was still there, nothing she said was useful.

In the human world, as long as you encounter the deep sea, you will be regarded as an enemy and will be listed as a target for killing without any refutation.

So Wales needs to find a way to remove the erosion of the deep sea first.

"The admiral who used to be the governor of Sase, right?" Wales looked at the admiral. She was not familiar with the admiral. Because Veneto often went to Sase for free, Wales, which had different horoscopes from Veneto, rarely visited Sase. The only time he communicated with Sase was on the battlefield. As a member of the joint fleet, he realized the admiral as the commander.

Of course, the ultimate unreliable personality of the Admiral's second-hand man also left a deep impression on Wales.

But this does not deny that Wales gave him the evaluation of genius. The evaluations of genius and genius do not conflict. If it were not for the admiral, Wales would not even stand here.

Perhaps it was because he knew that the Admiral was in the same situation as himself, or that the only thing Wales could trust now was the Admiral who also cared about defection.

Wales half-squatted down and stretched out his left hand. At this time, the color of the skin of his left hand was as pale and weak as a dead person, without a trace of blood. The almost pathological pale was wrapped around it with a little gray aura. If you don't observe it carefully, you will not be able to detect it.

"I don't know how this thing appeared on me, but it's true that I'm being corroded by the deep sea. Is there any way?"

"Well... spread your hands and show me the palm of your hand." The admiral's words ignited a glimmer of hope.

"Do you know what this is?" Should Wales say that he is worthy of being the same person? Maybe the Admiral really has a way to eliminate the breath of the deep sea for her.

"I don't know." However, the admiral shook his head honestly.

"Then...what do you have any solutions?"

If you ask yourself to spread your palms, there must be some way to relieve the deep sea resentment, right? Through the soul network or something.

"No, either." The admiral continued to shake his head, saying that he didn't know what to do.

"Then what do you ask me to spread my palms?"

"Look at palmistry, don't worry, I'll always tell you a fortune. Everything will happen in the future. Don't worry, I'll definitely see palmistry." The admiral looked at the palm of the Prince of Wales' left hand and said in a very confident tone.

“…”

"Hey, wait, brother, wait! Don't take a knife! I won't charge money! At least I'm not allowed to charge money!"

The admiral saw that Wales pulled out a folding knife from somewhere and was about to cut it down. The admiral thought that he had taken it off now. He just saw the fate line disappearing on Wales' palms. This is a typical sign of evil. He is also a brutal person... Before the admiral finished speaking, Wales came to Wales and planned to cut the admiral directly.

"Can I cut him?"

After the folding knife drew a beautiful arc in the hands of the Prince of Wales, a biting cold air radiated from the blade.

"The only way to save you in this world is probably the Mercy. If you do this, she will definitely not help you." Veneto was still holding a coffee cup and drinking leisurely. His demeanor as the head of a mafia girl is undoubtedly full of her demeanor. There will always be someone to help her do what she wants to do, but not everyone in the world listens to Veneto's words. This is the only medical ship in the world, the Mercy.

After spending time with the Renci, Venetto knew that the only one who could let Renci, the ship girl who seemed to be a doctor but was actually a severe home girl, came out of her hospital.

If Wales really did what the Admiral did, although the Mercy would cheer and applaud as he spoke, and he would open a bottle of champagne to celebrate the fact that he owed him hundreds of thousands of dollars and finally died, in fact, Mercy would never allow such a thing to happen. Not only Mercy, but also the ship girl who followed the Admiral would not allow such thing to happen.

This is not the identity of a ship girl. Just as a girl, there will be that girl in the world, hoping to see the person she likes be injured.

Veneto is different. As the admiral's eldest sister (proudly), it is natural to protect her younger brother from harm.

"And you probably won't have this chance." Venetto took a sip of coffee and placed the cup on the table. She was sure that as soon as Wales waved the folding knife in his hand, the blade would definitely turn into scrap iron. Venetto did not think that with Bismarck's character, he would let his admiral be exposed to danger, including the deep seas that followed the admiral.

"Are you kind?"

Of course, Wales has also heard of the Benevolent. As the only medical ship girl in the world, perhaps in the deep sea that is still an unsolved mystery of mankind, as long as the Benevolent has a way to relieve the deep sea resentment entangled around it.

The blade passed by, cutting off all the ropes tied to the admiral's body, and then Wales put away the folding knife in his hand.

"The word of the mercy is not by my side now...she is near Sase."

The admiral stood up and moved his arms, telling Wales the unfortunate news that the Mercy should be taking care of the spring rain now, and at the same time find a way to crack the negative effects of the strange enhancer. The destroyer girl was also stained with the breath of the deep sea, and was even more serious than Wales.

At least Wales is still a ship girl, and the situation of Chunyu has almost begun to gradually change to the deep sea.

"Sase..." Wales was chanting this somewhat unfamiliar name. Maybe if she gave her some time, she might be able to visit Sase, but reality did not leave her so much time.

"I am now being wanted, my former comrade..." Wales turned around and wanted to leave here: "This is your base, right? I should still have time to leave here now, at least I won't reveal the existence of the deep sea here."

The admiral looked at Wales' resolute back, "The sky fell, what's the matter alone?" and felt very moved. But no matter how moved it is, the key is...

"Actually they returned to Hong Kong three minutes ago." The admiral shrugged.

"Return to Hong Kong?" Wales was stunned.

When Wales was confused, Venetto, who owns his own intelligence network, gave the answer at this time.

"Assault." Venetto said, stirring the coffee with a silver spoon: "Ten minutes ago, the coast of England was attacked by the deep sea."

Venetto glanced at the admiral who was tidying up his naval uniform.

"Two monster-level...the custodian over there should be in a state of turmoil and he has no time to care about you."

ps: I feel that there are so few recommendation votes this week. Do I really have to get a hit?
Chapter completed!