Redpass's solution was simple, which was to put all of them in a pitch-black confinement room, and then arrange for people to walk back and forth from time to time. Because Carl had said in front of these shipwives that he would see the results before he returned. So arranging for people to move around from time to time can help stimulate the already tense and fragile nerves of those ship girls.

He had just arranged all these shipwives and was about to go back for tea and rest for a while, when the communicator on his waist vibrate.

"I'm Redpass, what's going on?" He asked, picking up the communicator.

"Captain, just now the communications team received a message from the head of the family, asking us to send a team of soldiers to support. But the head of the family did not say that he was in danger or not, but asked us to send a team of people over in a very ordinary tone. So now the staff of the brigade can't make up their minds, so they will report to you. On the other side of the communicator, the chief of staff of the brigade reported to him.

"That's right..." Redpass frowned.

This is not a difficult thing to do, and the reason why the staff came to Redpass is to discuss how many men should be sent and what level of weapons and equipment to carry.

Elody was stunned for a moment.

"Are you warning me, Moen?"

"Hehe, maybe...... Not count. "Moen. Lady smiled dryly, but there was not a hint of a smile in his voice.

Eluodi. Su looked at him in silence for a while, as if she wanted something from his expression, but the old admiral was unusually calm, as it had been back then. A flood of memories suddenly rose from the embers of that soul, engulfing her with the rumbling of time.

That year, the authority of the Gayrant Federation seemed unshakable, and the surge of Gadarian nationalism became an icy undercurrent. Seventeen-year-old Melinta. Sue stood in the morning mist of the northern hemisphere of Gadari's first star, between these two things that she might not have been able to comprehend at the time. Several Sidon Industrial guards surrounded her like a pack of wild beasts waiting for their helpless prey.

They were soldiers on night duty, having just come out of duty to get themselves drunk with bad liquor in a tavern and have fun. And she was just a girl who got up a little too early, and didn't want to get into trouble, but because she had forgotten the reason, she walked in such a thick fog that morning......

"I'm sorry, miss." A big guard grabbed her and laughed insolently. His mouth was full of wine, which made her feel sick. "Where is this?"

"Alsatian ......" Melinta said the name clearly, in the Gayrentan language. There were very few pedestrians on the street at that time, and she was just a helpless girl.

"Oh, Arthas...... Uh, what a catchy name. But why does your town have a Gahrentan name? Is my ear broken? What should this city be called? The guards exchanged mocking glances and laughed. They were well aware that the city used to be called Gadarian, which meant to be the Gadarians. The name represents their land, their pride, and the glory they have passed down from generation to generation. However, the Gayrants arrived, and they bloodlessly brought the Gadari empire to its knees, and a warrant from a caustic governor erased the city's original name.

The girl felt humiliated and angry, but she still held back her anger, it was just a game of drunken perverts, who used it to prove that their authority on the first star of Gadari might still be powerless.

"Alsace." She repeated faintly, but her whole body trembled.

Her anger was easily seen by the guards, who laughed wildly, sickly, and deformously, and demanded that she repeat the name again. They say that her country, her people, like her little chick, has nothing but anger and the right to endure in front of these Gayrant men.

"Gadarian ......" She suddenly looked up and looked indifferently at the men with guns. Out of nowhere, she heard herself whispering. The name was booming in her head, and she couldn't resist saying it. "Gardarian ......," she repeated, a little louder.

"Sorry...... I didn't hear clearly. The men stopped laughing, their faces became gloomy, and some had even unfastened their rifles. There was already a bustling figure in the fog, and they came out of the thick fog, vague and seemingly endless. The big soldier in the lead pointed a gun at her, and his voice had become hideous, and they had been provoked by this girl's ** naked on the first star of Gadari, and now they wanted to maintain the authority of the Federation: "That name says! ”

Merinta didn't hesitate any longer, she had heard the roars of thousands of ancestors in the depths of her soul who made her stand proudly on the land of the Gullata Empire, letting the name flood from her memory.

"Gadari." She shouted abruptly, shouting and repeating the name almost with all her strength.

That name, Gadari.

At that moment, the sleeping town seemed to be awakened, along with the national pride buried deep in the soul of every Gadari person. The sound echoed in the silent mist, like a pebble thrown into a pond, spreading out endless ripples. The figures on the street and the compatriots behind the windows seemed to be petrified at that moment. That name awakened the deepest pain in their hearts

Gaddari ...... The old country under the iron-fisted rule of the Gayrant Federation, their heartache.

The men, they stopped for a moment, exchanged glances with each other, and hesitated what to do. The big guard raised his gun, but he didn't pull the trigger. Merinta. Sue, the seventeen-year-old girl's gaze was like a cold blade, and he felt fear.

Then, wearing a black military uniform, Moen. Ledai appeared, and he watched in silence at what was happening in front of him. Suddenly, he raised the gun in his hand and calmly and coldly pulled the trigger.

Merintar of Gadarian. Sue is dead...... Eluodi. Sue became a geist in the MIA.

"Moen...... Are you the soldier with the flame burning in your chest at the beginning of the Revolutionary War, or the spokesperson of the Ledet group? She turned her back and asked softly as she looked up at the heavy black clouds in the sky. Behind her, the general only answered her with cold silence.

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