"Hmph~ Actually, I didn't come out for nothing."

Standing in the middle of the gun girl, Grina patted Phil's chest.

"Ahh

Phil was so frightened that she crossed FAL's shoulder.

FAL's delicate body was shocked, withstood the pressure, and was a little helpless.

"There are two unreserved children here who can make a vow, alas~ my daughter has grown up..."

Grina sighed, took out the datapad and wrote and drew to record something.

And the girls who have been paying attention to this side, whether it is a maid or a shipwrew, or other people who were not interested in it, all came over.

Vow...?

Knot.. Knot.. Knot.. Tie the knot!

This kind of noun that I don't understand very well just needs to ask the gun lady a little bit to know that this is their marriage ceremony!

And the gun lady of this oath is... The first girl to follow Tranquility FAL! And her sister Phil!

To be honest, the girls seem to be calm, but only they know how many lemons they secretly have.

After that, however, there was an unparalleled sense of anticipation.

If it's a girl who has a full degree of affection and marries him on a first-come, first-served basis...

When the dreamy day comes, you can calculate it with your little fingers!!

They are then told that only the Gunslinger can marry the Commander for the time being.

"I'm dead."

"When you can marry the little master, you will call me up."

The two maids couldn't bear it and fell to the ground on the spot and pretended to be dead.

"Oops... It's a bit of a loss..."

Huang raised his big sleeves to cover his face, and Luan reached out to touch her on the side.

Shen Ye Guan Ling moved his ears, and then told himself to be patient and wait slowly.

The little maid of literature collapsed to the ground with a sad expression and a 'poof', obviously a child who couldn't bear it.

"It's me, it's me first, it's clear that I'm here first... Whether it's touching the white silk thighs, serving tea and pouring water, or liking the little master..."

Although everyone likes the little master together, if you insist on saying who comes first... It's not aimed at anyone, all the maids here have no qualifications, and they have to be a little bit back.

Heart-piercing.

The maids activated their autistic posture.

The little maid of literature pretended to be in tears for two lines, but after all, it still flowed out, and her fallen delicate body just fell into the arms of the little maid of Jinyi...

"Get out of the way to labor! What about the second battalion commander!? Bring the gold shovel of the lake of labor and capital! ”

It's rare to see a word in ordinary times, and Jin, who cherishes words like gold, lifted a shovel of his little hand and flipped the little literary maid to the ground.

"Watch labor and management kill this white scientist with a shovel!"

The little maid of the white second shovel saluted and offered a golden long-handled shovel with both hands...

Regardless of the literary maid over there, there are certainly some reasons why the girls react like this.

As we all know, although everyone has been with the little master for a seemingly short time, at least relative to their hundreds of years of experience, everyone is still in love, and the existence called Baili Tranquility but in fact does not matter what it is called.

Because he's who he is...

For countless years, people have remembered that firearms are cold and merciless, that the echo of the sound of the gun is nothing but fear, and that there is only tragedy and relief, resentment and revenge under the action of the bullet.

But there is an existence, he can always know the existence of beauty, the gun is hot after the bullet is fired, the gunfire has a unique rhythm, and it can even become beautiful music, and the action of loading the bullet can also make him very handsome...

More importantly, only he is truly imagining, and only he has the power to touch that pure faith.

So, these gun girls came to his side.

With a hot heart and a beautiful and handsome style with an expressionless face, these young ladies came to his side.

So... What about the ship's mother?

The 'Click' Fleet System Mother put down her teacup.

'Excuse me... Have you seen the sinking of ships? ’

'No, we're just weak and ignorant little maids. ’

Scold...

Well, you must not have heard the whimper of the sea as it poured into the cabin.

It was the cry of steel, the cry of the Siren...

Will you cry silently? ......

He looked at the sea, and before we knew it, we were already in love...

- Do you want to respond to this tenderness? Maybe we're all the same.

During the time when the girls were making a fuss, Grina listened to the confiding between the system mothers, silent.

Grina and FAL looked at their commander together.

He leaned against the tree, as he always did, thinking about something.

Everyone is used to it.

Grina looked at the commander and hated him, obviously close at hand, but far away.

FAL looked at the commander, and if he was there, only freedom that was bound could be called freedom.

As always, there is also a certain level of 'respect for each other' from the commander and everyone

Obviously, everyone likes him, and he likes everyone, but... Don't confide, don't do anything, look autistic.

Only someone who is shameless will be touched... Ah, of course, it's just a chestnut that doesn't deserve to be promoted.

Everyone wanted to respond to his tenderness, but they couldn't do anything, as if such a quiet and peaceful day without the slightest wave would continue like this, and could not be changed.

But just yesterday, he exuded that temperament, which made everyone aware that things had taken a turn for the better.

And the opportunity is in hand...

Actually, FAL doesn't understand very well, she can comfort her commander, but that's all.

She was a little bit of a desire to do more.

FAL still remembers the sudden return to the dormitory very clearly, and FNC will not mention it for the time being, and Fei'er must have noticed it.

Maybe after swearing to the commander, you can change something.

Commander, I told you, I would be your paradise, and you were in love.

FAL THOUGHT SOFTLY.

Grina's golden pupils gradually dimmed and returned to their original color.

"Alright, alright, everyone be quiet, only FAL and Fei'er can marry the commander in the near future."

Grina clapped her hands with her trademark smile.

"The oath is not over in the last ring, and the venue also needs to be prepared in advance, and it is scattered."

At the same time, the voice of the Lord God without the slightest emotion sounded in Serenity's heart.

【Dimensional Chapel Open】

[Please complete the vow within the reserved time and close the Dimensional Church after the end]

In the main god space, the girl in the shell, who no one could see, took out a silver lemon, took a bite, and didn't move.

"Hmm..."

Puff out your cheeks and throw lemons.

......

Ignoring something, the broken mind considers the real but illusory things, and no matter how quiet the cow beeps is, it will be nothing after all.

Then he was suddenly shocked.

Get married!?

Although the real meaning of the oath system is not marriage, Tranquility wears a ring for her spear girl as a commander, and the three parties have to wear a dress and a wedding dress...

What else can other girls think, what is it if it's not married?

And after thinking about it, I came to the conclusion that even if I explained it, it would be useless.

...

Serenity:.......?

The result of thinking must be correct, this is the result of countless reflections, but is it necessarily perfect?

Maybe not, Tranquility was once like those who gave up, helplessly letting go, because it had happened, and the bell was still ringing.

But everyone is different and has their own circumstances.

Fate is irresistible, cannot be given up, but it can be changed.

The phrase 'with great power comes great responsibility' has only one interpretation here in Serenity, and that is to approach perfection.

The perfect way to nurture your sister, the perfect way to make her grow up healthily...

The increase in ability is not to make you do things that you couldn't do before, but to make you do things that are more difficult.

This attitude towards life is not very tiring, because of tranquility, there is this ability.

It's just that when he thinks about it now, maybe what he once thought was perfect was actually not perfect.

Of course, there are also reasons why their own abilities are not what they used to be...

So he thought back to the girl who taught him to sing Little Star.

Death is something that people don't want to touch but can only accept helplessly, because people can't change the facts that have happened.

The same is true of the former young tranquility, even if at that time he has already achieved a record that would be considered impossible in anyone's eyes.

But only Tranquility himself knew that he was not without damage, he already had a wound that could not disappear and could not heal.

The wound was neither painful nor itchy, as if it had no effect on Tranquility, but only Tranquility himself knew, and that day, he understood that there was no such thing as absolute perfection, only relative perfection.

Compared with ordinary people, if their sister is terminally ill, they can only lie on the hospital bed and cry bitterly, waiting for the ending to end.

And tranquility can travel all over thousands of rivers and mountains, and even if he dies, he can be selected into the main god space because of his excellent quality and continue to look for opportunities.

But even so, is it absolute perfection compared to the perfection of ordinary people? Of course not.

Because my sister hasn't been cured yet.

'What are you afraid of?' ’

Tranquility raised her trembling hands and asked herself softly.

'I'm afraid of losing. ’

'Once you had the power to guard, but you still lost it. ’

'Yes, for this I decided... Gain more tile throwing (power)'

‘Power... Hum. ’

'My name is Baili Tranquility, no, I am Baili Tranquility. ’

I knew that the power I wanted was not absolute, but relative. ’

'Stronger than anyone else... Strength. ’

With both hands clenched, the serene self-correction is complete.

He never forgot what he wanted, and there was nothing to worry about.

Beckoning to Grina, she ran over without hesitation.

"Grina, I'll equip you with some gear now, do you have any thoughts? ... Of course, there are also the things needed for the vow. ”

In the past, when they were at the full level of FAL, when Tranquility configured equipment for everyone, she stuffed the best on them, and the actual effect was not bad, but after all, it was crossing the river by feeling the stones.

You must know that sometimes people don't know what they want, let alone such a complicated gungirl.

And as Fingreel's appointed logistics officer, Grina may give reasonable advice.

Sure enough, Grina laughed, although she had been laughing, and her confident smile was indeed beautiful, but the profiteer's laugh was a little alarming...

Undoubtedly, now it is the laughter of profiteers.

"That's the Commander's spending plan for today... Now, you've made a perfect decision, I'm in charge of the girls' logistics~"

"Whether it's improving my strength or taking care of everyone's mood, I'm a professional."

"It's just..."

Watchfulness!

"The so-called professionalism depends on my pure wisdom... And a little bit of money. ”

"You should agree with that, right?"

Can you say no? It doesn't seem to work.