Royal Naval College of the Atlantic

The avant-garde looked at the girl in front of him in a black German-style military uniform with a solemn expression, and a sharp flash flashed in her sea-blue eyes. "Bismarck, are you sure you will not consider my offer again?"

"I said, if you want me to join the town guard, you will let your admiral come and interview me, what do you mean by yourself." The tall girl's face was indifferent, the white cat ears on her head were slightly frowning, and her red pupils were beating with determination. Her glory as a German is not something that any casual cat or dog deserves, even if the other party is a comrade-in-arms who has fought with him.

"Are you sure?" The avant-garde asked again, his tone cold as if he had ice in his mouth.

"I said either you let your Admiral come here, or you go back yourself." Bismarck did not back down, as a rare five-star ship lady, she had her own insistence.

"Then we don't have to talk about it," the avant-garde lowered his head and took a deep breath, and suddenly raised his head and unfolded the ship's suit, the silver-white slender main gun flickered and chilled in the sun, making the ship's mother and midshipman all back down to make way for the two in front of him, for fear that the long-eyed cannonball would hit him. However, they did not leave in a panic, after all, the battle between two five-star Legend-class ship girls at the same time was unavoidable. And they have never seen a ship lady who dares to unfurl her ship outfit so blatantly in the academy, even if she is the former ruler of the Governor's Palace-avant-garde.

"Why do you have to do this, I also said that I can give your admiral a chance, but no one else comes, do you just let me make a decision so casually." Bismarck raised an eyebrow, she had never seen such an avant-garde, cold and irritable, like a barrel of dynamite, as if it would explode violently at the touch of it. However, she is not afraid of the tense avant-garde in front of her, although both of them belong to the top existence of battleships, but in terms of firepower, she Bismarck is superior. "If you have to, I'll have to go with you to the end." With that, she unfurled her ship, and four giant main cannons appeared around her, like knights with swords drawn guarding her.

"I don't want to say anything more, and I don't want to destroy the school where I was born, so that we can fight it out with the command knives in our respective hands." Speaking of this, she breathed hard, her eyes were full of determination, and the command sword she used to execute the deep sea was pulled out by her, the slender and sharp body of the sword revealed her will, and the golden brilliance spread all over the knight's sword, which symbolized the glory of the sun. "If you win, I won't say a word, I will directly apologize to you solemnly and leave, if you lose, I will go back to the town guard with me, and promise to become my commander's ship, I can give you whatever ship equipment you want, even the equipment on my body is the same. Didn't you want the rainbow-level U18 on me the most (U country double eighteen-inch gun, firepower +28, hit +1, range: super long) on me before? That can also be given to you, as long as you say yes. She spread her hands and signaled that the deal was in her favor.

"Avant-garde, why, you have to do this." Bismarck didn't understand, she had never seen such a resolute avant-garde, as if she was standing on the edge of a cliff, there was no way back, she could only use the knife in her hand to break the boat, she didn't know what had happened to her in the past few years, and she didn't know why she could do this for her admiral, and she could even give away the main gun that could be said to be the only rainbow-class ship gun in the world, which was a ship outfit that countless battleship mothers couldn't think of, except for her former secretary general of the Governor's Palace, no one saw the second one, And now she is like an indifferent gambler, taking everything she has as a bargaining chip and making a desperate bet.

"There is no why," said the avant-garde, as the glory of the British Empire, as a synonym for the strongest firepower, she actually felt deeply powerless in the face of the deep sea, and could only obey the order of the admiral to leave, in exchange for his own life, this is simply her biggest shame as a ship lady, it is like a general died on the battlefield, but his guards are doing well, this is simply ridiculous. She trembled and said fiercely: "I know that you Bismarck is stronger than me, and the fire armor is a mechanism in all aspects, and because of this, you have rejected countless admirals, but what I want to tell you is that even if my avant-garde dies here today, I will bring you back to the town guard!" She clenched the golden sword in her hand as if she were holding the last hope. She knew that she didn't have much time left, and she had to join the town guard mansion and make full preparations for the upcoming voyage again, because this was their last chance, either die in the deep sea or bring back the admiral, there was no third possibility.

"Avant-garde, are you crazy?" Bismarck looked at the other party, she didn't know why the other party could take this gamble more important than her own life, and even fight for her life. Even when she was fighting side by side with the other party in the deep sea, she had never seen her look like this, as if she had lost everything, leaving only deep despair. And this despair turned into blood, supporting her to the end. "Are you really going to do that?" She reluctantly took out the command knife in her hand while holding on, and the silver-white blade was slowly withdrawn, reflecting the cold light in the midday sun. "I really don't want to draw a knife against my comrades who have suppressed the deep sea with me." She sighed slightly, as if she wanted to let the girl in front of her restrain herself from the precipice.

"Don't say anything, since you also drew your sword, then let's decide the winner, I have my persistence, you also have your persistence, since you can't understand it, you can only use the battle to decide." The avant-garde sighed and shook his head, slowly raising the slender and rounded stabbing sword in his hand, the sharp tip of the sword reaching the other party, and the sea-blue eyes were as cold as ice. She slowly closed her eyes, her chest swooping together. She said firmly in her heart, Admiral, I will definitely come to save you, I will, you must wait for me, I don't want to lose you again, never again...... Don't want to.

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"Interesting Secretary-General?" The young man in the white admiral uniform appeared in front of him with a smile, and the sea breeze behind him blew his long forehead hair, revealing those clear eyes.

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"I never used them as a weapon, I think they are my family, the people closest to me. I'm happy when they're happy, and I'm crying when they're sad, and that's probably what sets me apart from other admirals. The teenager who was talking to himself in the stuffy office did not have any irritability on his calm face because of the heat.

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"Lexington, you will be the Admiral of the Town Guard Mansion in the future, you must take good care of everyone, and promise me not to let them do stupid things." Removing the medal on his chest and stuffing it into the palm of the girl's reluctant hand, and putting on the naval hat symbolizing the admiral for her, the strong young man's eyes showed reluctance and nostalgia for the first time, although his steps trembled slightly, but there was no hesitation, like a fool who didn't know what death was, step by step into the abyss.

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The avant-garde opened her eyes suddenly, her blue eyes overflowing with tears and flames that she did not want to extinguish, she gritted her teeth hard and fiercely, her fingers clenched the hilt of her sword, and her body squatted slightly, like an eagle falcon ready to spread its wings.

Admiral, you are a fool, and I am also a fool, you can not hesitate to do what you believe, and I am the same. I promised Lexington that he would go back with the mighty shipwn and go to sea to save you. I'll do what I say, even if it costs me my life. Because, my world was completely dark on the day you left, and without you I would not be avant-garde at all, just a coward who can only run away, and I do not deserve the name of avant-garde.

"Admiral, this time I'm a complete fool like you." She smiled and muttered, as heavy as her last words.