I'm a shipwreck, and the Prince of Wales is my birthright, and it's not a good memory with that name. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Although my long-term memories are very vague, I only remember my guilt, weakness and unwillingness, as well as the back of Sister Hood's death attack burning all over the waves and the remnant sun like sticky blood on the surface of the Malayan Sea, but the cold feeling of suffocation is still so clear in retrospect.

I thought I was going to be like a wreck, and I was left alone with my fate, until my Governor introduced me to that man, my Admiral. I still remember that it was winter, the Christmas tree was still hanging in the square in the middle of the port area, I stood under the Christmas tree, looking at the blood-red sunset in the sky with empty eyes, at this time the person appeared in front of me, nodded lightly at me, took off his gloves and held my frozen sallow hand, then I knew that even cold steel would be warmed by people; he didn't speak, he didn't even say his name, but directly trusted me as a secretary ship, since then my world, my memory, Everything around me became clearer.

Later, I learned the name of my admiral, Sun Wen, from the previous secretary ship, and from that moment on I made up my mind to protect him from harm, and he would be my only commander.

"Things are always so incredible and unpredictable. "During that time, I learned that fate would also show mercy to people like me, and I didn't find it difficult to get along with an indifferent commander, although he was always so cold, but he never put any ship girl in danger, and countless times I watched the slightly broken people just return to the port area and was urged by the commander to go into the canal, and sometimes even have a cowardly mood of dependence, holding the illusion that as long as I deal with some official business every day, I invite friends to taste wine and party it will be very happy.

Before I knew it, the counterattack came to me again, and Sister Hood was entangled with the commander again at some point, and the sisters reappeared in Minato little by little...... I didn't expect that he had already done it for me that I couldn't save, and all I needed to do was stand by his side and enjoy it as a matter of course. For some reason, I began to secretly invite the commander to drink while others were away, and although he never drank, I always got drunk when I looked at him, as if I had regained my happy time, as if I had regained my smile.

That day, the commander handed me the small box with the ring in the office, I don't know what kind of mood I felt in my heart, joy and excitement or anticipation, I didn't refuse him, those rules and missions in my mind gradually dissipated, all that was left was the heartbeat I felt when leaning on his chest, "Knock knock, knock knock!" For the first time, I also felt my heartbeat, and that feeling was no longer that cold life, but with a person, more meaning.

"In the past, I always thought that only a paper treaty could make people trust and bind each other. And now I am standing here side by side with you, but it is a heart-to-heart collision. At that time, I closed my eyes and gave everything to fate, to my commander.

I thought that those distant nightmares would no longer haunt me, and that I would just stay happily in the port every day, occasionally practicing and occasionally going on expeditions, and spending more time waiting for the commander's invitation or going directly to him, but he would not come, never again! The reformed Bismarck became the most favored secretary ship, and my nightmare once again took away everything from me. I forced myself not to hate her, because it would cause trouble for the commander who still cherished our admiral, and I was only to blame for not being strong enough! If the reformed Bismarck can become the absolute flagship, then I must make all my Imperial companions take it seriously!

Without the commander, all that is left in my world is the belief to become stronger, as long as I am strong enough, even fate can no longer let those German and IJN ship wives take everything from me!

But it turned out that I was wrong. When I walked into the transformation room, what I saw was no longer surrounded by admirals as Sister Hood said, but the boundless remnant sun, the endless deep sea, and the counterattack that gradually sank into the sea. Crazy cannons, pursuits, and slashing, in that sea of thoughts, my ship's uniform was dyed with the color of gunsmoke, and the residue of the deep sea attached to my hands and feet, and I felt that the power of the deep sea was not afraid at all, but used this more powerful power to crush everything ridiculous in front of me.

However, in the end, I still did not live up to everyone's expectations, and in the face of my allies with evil intentions, I once again felt a sense of hatred!"They all deserve to be punished!" My head was filled with sounds that seemed to be my own, and the vision of my left eye became blood-red, yes, they all deserved to be punished!

I had forgotten everything after that, except that when my hands were about to get bloody, I woke up and saw the Commander's frowning face: "If I don't see you again, I may really forget you!" I smiled reluctantly with my left eye closed, as I remembered the last one when my hands pierced his chest, "This is no joke!"

He stood up in a rare way, then took out a black blindfold and placed it on my head, "Welcome back, Prince of Wales." He seemed to say this, but he didn't seem to say it, and I just fainted with his smile.

It was an accident, because of the obsession in my heart, I almost became a deep sea, although I still became this unbearable appearance and even stretched out a poisonous hand to his commander in a dream, but he didn't care, but instead formed a new main fleet with me and Sister Hood as the core, and sure enough, I was strong enough to reverse those fates!

I regained the main position but I didn't care much anymore, looking at the Admiral I found it difficult to speak, although the commander sometimes came to me, sometimes with wine, but I no longer had the feeling I had at that time, looking at those steely hands I didn't dare to snuggle into his arms anymore, sometimes he wiped my sweat when I was drunk or tasted wine with me there was no warmth but more panic and sorrow.

But I'm not going to ask for that anymore, and I'm ashamed that I don't have that kind of power for the commander myself, and I can only protect the last glory of the empire and live on it! As long as I take care of everything, Sister Hood will let her pester the Admiral with a high heart! In order not to hurt them, I will play the pride of this empire and the king of the waves!

I thought that by coming to this new place, I would be able to protect my pride and live alone, but when I saw my commander again, my heart was still in turmoil. Although he had become weak, indecisive, and more flattering, and had even defected from his port to another place, I could no longer be at peace when I saw the look with which he was so protective of Richelieu.

It's like I, who once gradually let down my guard, simply thinking that I could forget everything by relying on the commander, but I didn't expect Richelieu's transformation to let her get this, and my own transformation made me no longer qualified to seek everything that my commander had given me.

"Richelieu, you deserve to be punished!" seemed to be a bit of Richelieu in that nightmare, and she was fragile and vulnerable at that time, but still stood in front of the familiar figure, just as she did now. The artillery struck Richelieu, but I had no pleasure but a sigh, and I was jealous, just as I had been with Bismarck, who was standing solemnly behind the commander.

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The counterattack was gone, and the room was left with me and the commander. I can't remember how long it had been, but I hadn't lost my left eye, and I was able to lean on my commander without worrying about hurting him. At that time, I was not a behemoth that could get out of control at any moment.

After taking the bottle, I timidly sat down next to him, and his body was still so warm, just like the winter when we first met. If it hadn't been for Bismarck, maybe there wouldn't have been that nightmarish transformation, right? Maybe I wouldn't have to live alone in this world? Maybe I'd still be a drunkard who made the commander a little more obsessed with it, as I once did?

"Commander, if I'm strong enough, will Hood and the counterattack be able to escape those nightmares?" I don't know why I just wanted to ask him this question, to ask him if he was worth it, maybe just looking for an excuse to lean into his side.

"Can you tell me your story? "The Commander still has the same heart for everyone as he did before, and this attitude that once made me very dissatisfied now makes me happy.

I raised my hand to touch him, but the ugly armor didn't give me that chance, and my pride wouldn't give me the chance to tell those stories. Shaking my head, I just drank the wine, trying to let the bitter liquor wash away the delusions in my heart that I had decided to give up a long time ago.

"Commander, can you tell me what the hell is right about me in pursuit of getting stronger?" My nightmare all stems from the word "getting stronger", and as I get stronger, I don't become happy, so I want answers, and only he can give me!

"It's okay to be strong, just try to do that. If it's not strong enough to protect everyone, then seek a partner!" His words left me speechless, it was not the answer I wanted, and the uncontrollable mania rose again.

It was a familiar feeling, like that time when I couldn't wait to shred Richelieu's armor. "Can't hurt the Admiral anymore!"

I wanted to leave, but he took the initiative to hold my hand, "If my companion can't do it either, you still have the Admiral!" I don't know why my mania disappeared, and my cold hand actually felt the warmth of that time!

It turns out that even cold steel can be warmed by those hands!