"This ...... Unknown Admiral, could you please dismantle Yotsuki as agreed?"

"You are actually a messenger of another god!" The hungry old man said and raised the crutch in his hand and swung it towards Sun Wen's head, but before his crutch landed on Sun Wen's head, the red umbrella in Richelieu's hand landed on the back of the prophet's old man's neck and knocked him unconscious.

After doing all this, Richelieu walked behind Sun Wen and asked Xiao Yue solemnly, "What kind of agreement is going to dismantle you? This kind of request is impossible for my lord to do!"

Listening to Richelieu's righteous words, Yotsuki shook his head and didn't say anything, when he played games in the past, he had done almost all technical means except for dark steelmaking and shipwrecking, but he blushed and coughed first, "Ahem, ahem, Yotsuki, can you please answer Richelieu's question?"

"You...... Isn't it their Admiral?" The muttering Xiaoyue stretched out her hand to touch Sun Wen, but she didn't expect that as soon as she took a step, she fell into the arms of Sun Wen, who was close at hand.

Sun Wen subconsciously hugged the thin Xiaoyue into his arms and tightened his arms. Hearing the sound of the load-bearing chains and feeling the trembling of the little body in his arms, he carefully knelt on the ground and put Yotsuki back on the iron pier where it had been fixed.

Gently brushing up the gray sea on Xiaoyue's forehead, Sun Wen reached out and stroked her forehead and asked in a low voice, "Why does it hurt like this? What happened to you? Who did it?"

Xiaoyue didn't speak, she just raised her head fixedly and stared at Sun Wen's nervous gaze that was close at hand. But Bismarck took out a small green round box from his backpack and handed it to Sun Wen, explaining in his mouth: "Sir, instead of using your first aid method of romance drama, why don't you try to see if the elite damage management is effective?"

"Damage management?" Sun Wen took the small green round box handed over by Bismarck, opened it and saw that in addition to a bunch of ordinary things such as various wrenches and screws, there was only one little goblin who seemed to be very unreliable and was snoring. "Is this thing useful?" Sun Wen said as he put the damage tube in his hand on the lap where Xiaoyue was sitting next to him with the idea of giving it a try, and said in his mouth, "Although this thing is very black technology, shouldn't it only be used to repair the ship?"

As soon as Sun Wen's words fell, he saw that the little goblin who was sleeping in the box like a rag doll in his hand suddenly opened his eyes, and then he raised the wrench placed beside it without saying a word and floated into the hole-ridden ship of Xiaoyue.

A series of moans came from Yotsuki's mouth, and at the same time, some redness and sweat stains appeared on her otherwise pale face. Xiaoyue's delicate appearance made Sun Wen look away with some face, "Although I already know that kryptonite props are magical from things like dressing up and the ring of oaths, is this elite damage control really a panacea?"

Bismarck nodded solemnly when she heard this: "You can say that!" After she finished speaking, she checked Yotsuki's ship's armor that was fading rust at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then continued: "The ship's mother will not get sick, nor will she age, and she doesn't even know if she will die naturally, so as long as she is not over-eroded by the deep sea like the Prince of Wales, there will be no problems at all, and situations like Yotsuki are generally caused by too much load on the ship, and as long as it is related to the ship, the elite damage management is effective!"

Not long after Bismarck's words were finished, the leprechaun reappeared in the air, and it showed that it raised its hand to wipe its forehead, then threw the wrench and disappeared into thin air.

"How did it run?"

"Elite damage management goblins are not only loving, but also very fond of freedom, so the general damage management box is to capture the sleeping goblin and seal it with the damage management box. Bismarck said and bent down to check the base of the Yotsuki ship, then straightened up and put his hands on Yotsuki's shoulders and continued: "As long as there is a shipwreck injured to a certain extent, it will be awakened, and generally the goblin will save the injured shipwright without hesitation, but as soon as it is rescued, it will disappear." ”

Sun Wen nodded, and then re-remembered the Xiaoyue in front of him under Bismarck's hands, intentionally or unintentionally, he squatted down and looked directly at Xiaoyue who was sitting there with a flushed face and asked her softly, "Are you better now?"

Xiaoyue nodded, then turned her head sideways to avoid Sun Wenna's gaze that made her feel her heart beat faster, and took the initiative to ask the admiral in front of her who should have simply recovered her in her imagination, "Strange admiral, why did you save me?"

"Isn't this normal?" Sun Wen shook his head with a smile, he reached out and pinched Xiaoyue's childish face, and said with a smile, "Because you are the ship's mother, and I am the admiral." ”

Yotsuki shook her head and sighed softly, "This relationship is not relative. Saying that, she turned her head to look at Sun Wen's eyes, feeling the innocent and innocent gaze of the other party, Xiaoyue's face showed a slight smile again, "Is it so lucky to be late and wait alone?" she muttered to herself and glanced up at Bismarck behind her, stretched out a left hand and put it on Bismarck's right hand on her right shoulder, and then gently grabbed Sun Wen's arm with her left hand, and then sighed softly: "Wait! A thousand years is just a moment." ”

"What do you mean?" Sun Wen shook his head, he looked at Xiaoyue, who looked like a child, but showed that kind of nostalgic expression, and his heart was worried for a while, so he grabbed the other party's hand holding his arm and asked, "Are you okay?"

"It doesn't matter. Xiaoyue shook her head, she looked up at Sun Wen and thought for a moment, before she lowered her head and asked softly as if she was a little timid, "Can this strange admiral ......" She looked up and peeked at Sun Wen's nervous expression, and then lowered her head again, "Can I ask you to be my admiral?"

"This ......" Sun Wen was a little speechless in surprise.

However, Xiaoyue mistakenly thought that the admiral in front of him was a little hesitant, and hurriedly continued: "Although this state will be a little powerless to fight, I will try." Please give me a chance, Admiral!"

"Poof!" Sun Wen laughed, he reached out and touched Xiaoyue's head, and then said in a very happy tone to this shipwreck that I had seen pity: "Welcome home, Xiaoyue!"

"Are you going home?" Xiaoyue nodded, and then dragged her chain jingle to her feet, she first bowed respectfully to Sun Wen, and then said in a resolute tone: "Although I am late, I will try my best to help Lord Admiral in this strange time!"