"Admiral, are you tired? This is Earl Grey black tea and cranberry scones specially prepared for you, so let's eat something and take a break. Fastest update"

Just when Mo Yan was looking at the chart in a daze, looking a little idle, a warm and delicate female voice suddenly came from beside him.

"Actually, I'm not that tired, after all, everything is done by my wife, and I'm just a mascot here."

Mo Yan turned his head to look at the chief maid standing beside him, shook his head with a smile, and then got up and left the command platform, and followed Prestige to the small balcony of the combat command room cubicle.

Although the progress of the battle in the past few days has been smooth sailing, because the deep-sea flagship has not moved, the commanders and commanders on the front line seem to be a little inexplicably anxious.

In order not to let this tension expand and affect the subsequent recovery operation, Mo Yan had no choice but to come to the combat command room to personally sit in charge and stabilize the morale of the army.

After all, since he became the admiral of the navy, he has killed more than ten deep-sea flagships, and in terms of dealing with deep-sea flagships, it can be called an authoritative level, and with him personally in charge of the command center, everyone will feel much more at ease.

"The ship's mother and the admiral are one, is there any difference between what they are doing in Lexington and what you are doing in person?"

After Mo Yan sat down at the small round table on the balcony, Prestige first poured Mo Yan a cup of Earl Grey black tea, and then raised his knife and fork to cut the cranberry scones that had just come out of the oven and still looked a little warm into small pieces of snack that could be eaten in one bite, and personally inserted a piece with a fork and handed it directly to Mo Yan's mouth.

"You have a point..."

Mo Yan smiled, opened his mouth to take the snack, carefully tasted the taste of this cranberry scone, and did not continue to argue with the prestige.

Because he knows that no matter how much he argues about this kind of thing, he can't argue with prestige, and even if he wins the debate, he will deny the meaning of the existence of the ship girls, and the gains outweigh the losses.

The scones are soft and fragrant, the Earl Grey black tea is mellow and elegant, and they are full of praise for eating, even compared to the refreshments made by Yat-sen, they can be regarded as having their own merits, and it can be seen that the prestige still has spent a lot of thought on it.

Although it has only been built for a few days, the relationship between prestige and Mo Yan is not at all, and it is very tacit and natural.

"However, I always feel that it seems a little too extravagant for them to keep your prestige by my side, after all, such a powerful and dashing head maid of the God of War should have galloped majestically across the ocean."

After eating the refreshments, Mo Yan looked at the prestige who was cleaning up the table, and couldn't help but sigh.

Now the Pilgrim fleet is not very strong, but they didn't expect that they still insisted that they must have a powerful ship girl by their side at all times to protect their safety.

"A maid's duty should actually be to serve her master well, and going out to fight is just a last resort."

After hearing Mo Yan's emotion, the movements in Prestige's hand paused slightly, and he responded to Mo Yan without changing his face, and then continued to clean up the scraps of dim sum on the table.

"No way, I was still a newcomer at the beginning, I didn't understand anything, and the strongest one besides you was a Wichita, so I could only rely on you."

Mo Yan remembered that when he first entered the pit ship, he was fooled into fishing for Hood, but the resources were almost gone, but he didn't even see Hood's shadow, and finally some resources were built, and the head maid made a brilliant debut.

For a long time after that, the chief maid was the absolute main force of Mo Yan, until there were more and more cutting-edge battleships under Mo Yan, and the aircraft carrier team led by the surprise attack on Akagi gradually rose, and the prestige took a back seat.

However, even if it is no longer the main force, prestige is still indispensable in many systems.

Listening to Mo Yan mention the beginning, the prestige also felt a lot of feelings, although she now knows which is a fabricated false era, but at that time, she has always remembered the bits and pieces of getting along with Mo Yan.

"It is a very fortunate thing for a maid to be able to rely on the master."

After finishing cleaning up the table, Prestige wiped his hands with a half-wet napkin, then walked behind Mo Yan, raised his hand and gently rubbed it on Mo Yan's temples.

"If you can, I hope you can rely on more prestige now."

"If you're done, won't I become a rice worm with nothing to do?" Mo Yan laughed casually.

"The Admiral and the Ship's Lady are one." The prestige raised tone to emphasize this sentence again, and then said: "As your ship's wife, we are actually doing things according to your wishes, so it is no different from you doing it yourself. ”

"And the Admiral—" said this, Prestige suddenly leaned down, brought his cheek to Mo Yan's face, and a little warm breath erupted from the wings of his nose, "Just take care of us with your heart." ”

"So, is this also an obligation as a maid?"

Mo Yan looked straight at the pair of heterochromatic pupils of prestige, raised his hand and stroked her cheek, and the smile on the corner of his mouth softened a lot.

Prestige is also the wedding ship that he gave the ring of vows very early, and it is one of his first few wedding ships, and once the favor reaches two hundred, the love for Mo Yan can basically be regarded as a sick girl.

In the past few days, Prestige has been a little cold to Mo Yan, mainly because he has been disturbed by karma and has to suppress his emotions.

The stronger the ship's mother, the deeper her obsession and love for Mo Yan, the deeper the erosion of karma will be after coming out of the port area.

The prestige is not as strong as that of the sister-in-law Saratoga, and the erosion is naturally not so serious.

Because now there is a key factor that has been confirmed by Mo Yan and the ship girls in the port area.

The port area is the unformed sea of Mainet, the sea of Dirac, an imaginary space.

For the real world where Mo Yan is located, the port area and the world are not in the same dimension at all, between existence and non-existence, an unformed space with only pure source energy.

After the ship girls in the port area are built by Mo Yan, the pure source energy they contain will be eroded by the source energy of the real world, just like a drop of pure water falling into the ocean.

However, the source energy in reality contains too many complex emotions, and once the two are contacted and fused, there will be a rejection reaction, which will not only make the ship girls be disturbed by these emotions, but also trigger the outbreak of their own negative emotions.

The more powerful the ship, the purer the source energy she has, and the deeper the erosion will be after coming to the real world.

This is the so-called "karma", but fortunately, because of the ink words as the sustenance of obsession and feelings, ship girls are often able to quickly adapt to this rejection reaction, break free from the erosion of negative emotions on themselves, and get rid of the intrusion of karma on themselves.

"No, it's not an obligation, it's a reward and a power!" Prestige slowly cupped Mo Yan's face and looked into his eyes with some obsession. "It's fair that a maid belongs to her master, and that master should belong to her maid, isn't it?"

"You're right, it's fair!"

Mo Yan raised his hand and grabbed Prestige's neck and grabbed her lips.