"Is this your town guard?" Bismarck asked curiously, looking at the castle-like castle by the sea.

After several days of traveling, she and her sister and sister Nelson finally arrived at the avant-garde town guard house from the Royal Naval College of the Atlantic this afternoon. As soon as Tirbitz got off the boat, he happily dragged the Nelson sisters to the shopping street, while Bismarck came here alone with the avant-garde.

Otherwise, to her surprise, there was no one to be seen in this huge town guard mansion, as if everyone had disappeared.

"Indeed," the avant-garde nodded, she looked up at the sun that was about to sink in the west, and whispered, "Prestige should have all gone to sea to train, and now the town guard should only be Lexington in the Admiral's office to handle official documents." ”

"Training at sea?" Bismarck raised an eyebrow with some curiosity. "I remember you said that the Blowing Snow sisters are also in your town, and they also go to sea to train together?" In her impression, the other town guards rarely saw these four sisters, and even if they did, they stayed at home as maids to clean the room, and they would not let them go to sea at all.

"It should be together, this is what their sisters themselves requested." The avant-garde said as he led Bismarck towards the office on the second floor. Sunlight streams in through the floor-to-ceiling windows at the corner of the staircase, and dust floats on the soft wool blanket. "Our town guard is different from the others, according to the old practice, the admiral will go to sea with us." Speaking of this, the avant-garde sighed, smiled bitterly and continued, "It is precisely because of this that it will lead to the disappearance of the Admiral. ”

"And if you find the Admiral, will you agree with his decision to accompany you to sea?" Bismarck nodded, this convention was indeed different from other town guards, because she had hardly seen a madman who dared to go to sea with the ship's mother, and even if there were, most of them would end up in death. After all, how could the Admiral's flesh and blood be able to withstand the teeth and claws of the deep sea, it was no different from a mantis arm as a car.

Hearing this, the guard standing at the door of the office stopped, and was silent for a few seconds before muttering with a wry smile. "How to say, if the Admiral wants to go, all we can do as his ship's wife is unconditional support."

"Even if he wants you to die, you won't hesitate?" Bismarck somewhat did not understand why the commander had to carry out it unconditionally, since the commander had given the wrong order.

"If you say that other admirals would give such an order, I believe it." The avant-garde shook her head and chuckled, she was all too familiar with the kind of admiral Bismarck was talking about, after all, Cecicar was the figure she once couldn't avoid.

But for Jiqi, a fool, every time he encounters danger, the first thing he thinks of is not to run away like a coward, but to choose to stay and fight back or break off alone, and it seems that there is no word escape in his dictionary.

"But for his words," she smiled helplessly and shook her head, showing a helpless expression, and her blue eyes revealed the happiness of being protected. "That fool would rather get hurt himself than see us get hurt, otherwise this wouldn't have happened." In the end, the avant-garde looked up and laughed like a willow branch in a storm.

Hearing this, Bismarck just looked at the avant-garde with a trembling back, and sighed slightly. Stretched out his hand and patted the avant-garde who was once extremely majestic and never showed his weak side, "It's okay, we will definitely get him back, definitely, I promise you." Her voice was soft, but it was incomparably firm, for it was the first time that Bismarck had made a commitment to someone else.

"yes, I know." The avant-garde nodded heavily, exhaled lightly, and pushed open the door in front of him.

"The Admiral gave Lexington the medal and navy cap when she left, and when she returned, she was also in charge of everything in the town's mansion, so she spent most of her time here handling official documents." She said as she searched for the flaxen figure on the desk piled high with papers, but strangely enough, the entire office was empty, and the white admiral hat that had been worn on her head was neatly arranged in the bookcase, as if it were new and spotless.

"She's not here right now, is she?" Bismarck said that she looked around neatly tidy and focused on the life-size photograph of the boy standing on the seashore in a kimono, his smile imprinted by the bright starlight, revealing a heart-warming tenderness.

This must be the admiral who was brave as a fool in the avant-garde, she whispered in her heart, although she only saw his appearance through the photo, but the heart-warming smile stayed in her mind and lingered.

"Lexington should go to sea with the Welsh women." The avant-garde opened his mouth to explain, because in their original plan, Lexington would follow them to sea as a flagship, after all, it was about to come to the agreed day to go to sea, and she must also participate in the usual training, otherwise there would be no carrier-based aircraft control practice for a month, which would greatly affect the strength of the battle and drag down the fleet.

"By the way, this is the Admiral's picture, right?" Bismarck looked at the picture and whispered, "This was taken at night on the beach, right?" Which ship lady is the girl he is holding hands with? She frowned and looked at the little girl who was jumping barefoot on the beach beside the young man, she was carrying small black round-toed leather shoes, pinching her long black skirt, happily stepping on the beach, and under the long blue hair was a smiling little face.

"It was the first snow, and it was met by the Admiral at the prestigious maid coffee shop." "You should know Prestige, the head maid who used to be the same admiral as me," said the avant-garde. ”

"It's not like you're a commander yet." Bismarck chuckled.

She was impressed by the figure who had been wearing a traditional black and white maid's outfit, as she could always be seen every time she fought on the front lines. Despite being only a battlecruiser, it was not inferior to an ordinary battleship in terms of firepower.

"By the way, I remember that she didn't go to the northern city after breaking the contract with the head of the house? How did you get back here? The head of the academy in her mouth was Cecicar, the head of the Atlantic Royal Naval Academy, the gray-haired old man who was also the former admiral of the avant-garde and prestige.

"The Blowing Snow Sisters were the ones she met in the north, and because the Admiral who built them was unwilling to ask for them, the four sisters were in a state of abandonment at the time, and with Sirius and the prestige of fantasy, the four sisters took them in." After a pause, the avant-garde continued, "After that, they opened a coffee shop over there, but because of the deep sea, countless people chose to leave, and their prestige had to move south with them. Perhaps because of providence, the Admiral met the prestige of leaving that night and took them to the fireworks show. And this is the picture of him taking the first snow out to the beach before that, this photo was secretly taken by me behind me, and it can be regarded as the only spiritual sustenance for us after he left, and it is also the motivation for us to hold on. ”

At the end, she clenched her fists and gritted her teeth heavily.

Tomorrow, Admiral, is the day we meet. She looked sideways at the calendar, which was only a little blank and the rest was filled with red crosses, and said fiercely in her heart.

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