XIAO LUO GOT UP EARLY IN THE MORNING AND GRABBED GALO OUT OF HER BED.

"Dry ...... Miscellaneous...... Is it? GALO WANTED TO RUB HIS EYES WITH HIS PAWS, BUT HIS LEGS WERE TOO SHORT TO REACH.

"Today is the day of the supply sauce!" Xiao Luo crossed her waist with one hand and shook the GALO in her hand, "Don't sleep!" We're going to pick up the refreshment. ”

"The boat didn't arrive that early." GALO YAWNED, CLOSED HIS EYES AND DOZED OFF AGAIN.

"Grunt......" LUO TOOK GALO TO THE BATHROOM AND STUFFED IT DIRECTLY INTO THE BASIN FILLED WITH WATER.

"You...... Grunt .......You ......" GALO tossed back and forth, finally breaking free of Xiao Luo's hand and crawling out of the basin, "What do you want to do!" ”

"Hurry up and wash up!" Xiao Luo crossed her waist and put on a very fierce look, "We're leaving!" ”

"Yes, yes!" GALO WAS VERY HELPLESS, SO HE COULD ONLY FOLLOW XIAO LUO'S MEANING, HE SHOOK HIS SHORT LEGS, FOUND A DRY TOWEL AND ROLLED ON IT.

XIAO LUO ALSO STEPPED FORWARD TO HELP, AND SHE TOOK A TOWEL TO WIPE GALO CLEAN.

"Seems like something is missing?" AFTER WIPING, XIAO LUO LIFTED GALO UP AGAIN, TURNED IT OVER AND LOOKED AT IT CAREFULLY.

"Hey, hey, it's not like I haven't seen you for a few years, so you don't need to take it so seriously." GALO WAS TURNED OVER A LITTLE DIZZY AND COULDN'T HELP BUT COMPLAIN.

"It must be because you weren't dressed up." Xiao Luo said to herself.

"Hey, hey!" GALO SUDDENLY FELT A LITTLE PANICKED, AS IF SOMETHING TERRIBLE WAS ABOUT TO HAPPEN, BUT XIAO LUO DIDN'T PAY ATTENTION TO GALO'S REACTION AT ALL. She walked over to the vase and folded a few flowers.

"Don't mess with anything here." GALO TRIED TO STOP XIAO LUO WITH OTHER REASONS, "SISTER RICELIEU WILL BE ANGRY!" ”

"Sister Li said that the flowers here are often changed." Xiao Luo walked over with a few bouquets of flowers, "She said that she always feels wasteful, and I must have no problem using it like this!" ”

AS SHE SPOKE, XIAO LUO GAVE A THUMBS UP TO GALO.

"The problem now is not this at all! Don't come here! GALO SAW XIAO LUO APPROACHING AND SUBCONSCIOUSLY RETREATED.

"DRESS UP GALO NICELY, AND REFRESHMENT SAUCE WILL DEFINITELY BE HAPPY." But GALO's little short legs couldn't run far at all, and Xiao Luo caught up after walking a few steps, "Eugen will definitely like it too!" ”

"Ahh You plug it in! WITH A WAIL, GALO WRITHED IN PAIN.

"Ahh Other! Xiao Luo planted another flower.

"Uncle Ben is GALO, not Glutinous Cake!" GALO PROTESTED TO LUO, WHO SMILED AND SALUTED A FLOWER.

Soon, the joyful freshening time was over. GALO IS DRESSED UP BY XIAO LUO, WHICH IS PARTICULARLY EYE-CATCHING, BUT THE PAIN MAY ONLY BE UNDERSTOOD BY GALO.

*****

"Look at it!!" The little supply sat on Ingilia's ship, pulling Eugen and pointing to the island ahead.

This huge island in front of you is Paris, the heart of Francis.

Nestled in the eastern part of the Atlantic Ocean, Paris is blessed with spring all year round. The romantic Lady of Francis built many elegant and beautiful buildings on it, which may not be grandiose, but they are absolutely pleasing to the eye.

"Miss Sukhbaatar, pay attention to your image." On the Farlands ship beside her, Joan of Arc stood on the deck, her eyes fixed on the small supplies, or Eugen more appropriately. In her eyes, before the final verdict of the Ship Girl Alliance, Eugen was still a deep sea and a sinner.

"Humph!" Seeing Joan of Arc, the little supplies immediately lost their mood, and before the arrival of the ship in Ingillia, Joan of Arc always kept the little supplies in check, this can't be done, that can't be done. So since the war-weariness arrived, the little supply took Eugen to the side of the Ingilian ship, and then simply stayed, although he was always harassed by some people, but it was ten thousand times better than being firmly confined by him.

"Supply sauce?" The voice of war-weariness came from behind, and the little supply shook his body, thinking that it was better to be controlled, and hurriedly took Eugen to jump ship.

"Supply sauce!" However, the speed of war weariness was even faster, Eugen jumped over, and the little supply was caught by her in mid-air, "What are you doing here?" It's dangerous, and it hurts to fall into the sea. ”

"That...... The ......" Little Supply looked at the war-weary, smiling face, and rolled his eyes to find a proper reason.

"Huh?" War-weary smiled and pressed his face closer, "Do we make you so annoying?" It's so sad. ”

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"Huh?!" War-weariness opened his eyes, and the little supply trembled with laughter.

"No, no, no! I'm talking about something I need to go over there. The little supply pointed to Joan of Arc opposite, "She's looking for me something." ”

"It's a false accusation, I don't have anything to do with Miss Sukhbaatar." Joan of Arc immediately denied it solemnly, completely ignoring the look in her eyes that pleaded for supplies.

"Yikes! I've learned to lie. War-weariness brought up the small supplies in front of him, "That's not good." ”

"Yikes! Don't touch there! Yes! Not there either! The wails of the little supply instantly filled the space around them.

"Wow—that's cute."

"War-weary, please don't do this." Prestige appeared around the war-weary, "There are still outsiders here." ”

War-weary, he came to his senses and walked into the cabin with a wailing little supply.

Eugen, on the other hand, stood on the deck of Francis, somewhat overwhelmed.

*****

GALO SAID IT WAS EARLY, BUT IT WASN'T EARLY, AND RICELIEU WENT TO THE OFFICE BUILDING EARLY IN THE MORNING TO CONTINUE HER FLAGSHIP STUDIES. Outside Richelieu's house, there are already many pedestrians on the road, most of them are shipwresses with no names and only code names, and once the war breaks out, they are the best cannon fodder. However, Francis has been far away from the war for too long, the new generation of ship girls has not experienced the war, the older generation has withered in the war, and there are very few left who can survive until now and can get out of Heroic Soul Island.

XIAO LUO WALKED DOWNSTAIRS WITH THE BEWITCHING GALO IN HER ARMS, SAID HELLO TO THE MAID SHIPWRECK, AND WENT OUT. In the early morning, the warm sea breeze brings fresh air into the Parisian city, and the gentle sun fills the streets. On the edge of the office building in Francis is the famous Champs-Élysées, which is crowded with shipwives from all over the world. However, the door of Richelieu's house was still clean, and Xiao Luo carried GALO through the sparse crowd and walked to the port.

"Hey, hey, hey! Little Losh! Over here! ”

Xiao Luo Xunsheng looked over and didn't see anything.

"Pain, pain, pain!"

She looked down and saw a white-haired shipwreck lying on the ground.

"Fantasy?"

"Yikes! Good morning, Lo! Fantasy got up from the ground.

"Good morning......" The fantasy was a new friend of Luo in Francis, and it was she who pulled up the fantasy that had fallen into the pit, "What are you?" ”

Xiao Luo looked at the mailbag that fantasized about hanging on her waist.

"Of course, it's a message!" Fantasy shows off his outfit, "I'm Els's fastest shipgirl!" ”

"I remember......" Xiao Luo rubbed the GALO in her hand, "It's a terrible ...... to send the letter."

"Aha!" Fantasy touched his hair, and his eyes involuntarily glanced at it, "Sister, she has something to do today, I'm here to lead the class!" ”

"So?" Xiao Luo will be skeptical.

At this time, there was a long roar in the distance, which was a signal that a ship was entering the port.

"I'm leaving!" Xiao Luo immediately ran up, "Let's talk next time!" ”

She patted her fantasy on the shoulder and ran towards the harbor.

"Alas! What are you going to do? "Fantasy is very curious.

"Pick up my friend!"

Xiao Luo turned around and said to the fantasy with a smile.