In addition to a little compassion, another reason is that information does not need to be obtained from Kaga.

In addition to the deep-sea air carrier that was bombarded into Kaga by Hubelion, there was also a deep-sea salted fish that was caught by the Nautilus, which had quietly groped past, and it was still alive.

This prestige is really rare, because of some congenital hostility reasons, there are very few captives in the battle between the ship mother and the deep sea ship mother.

If it weren't for the Nautilus's action, even if these battleships of the No. 233 Town Guard Mansion surrounded this fish, this deep-sea submarine would only choose to sink itself.

Just like those shipwives who have no chance of surviving in the face of a deep-sea siege, it is not too difficult to open the sea valve or something, detonate the ammunition depot or something.

"Huh? With me, she still dares to blow herself up? If it weren't for the fear that some secrets on her would have been restricted, I would have stripped her of the imprint a long time ago. The Nautilus, who had become a successful minister, said in the makeshift torture chamber on the hull of the Avant-garde.

"That's good, but deprivation of the brand still has these negative effects?" Arden praised the Nautilus's caution.

"Of course, you don't know the personality of some deep-sea shipgirls, they are all some victimized paranoiacs, and they have put multiple brands on the deep-sea ship girls under their hands, and these deep-sea ship girls who have been branded with multiple brands If other deep-sea ship girls are reckless and unbranded, they will either become self-exploding bombs or become madmen who have lost some of their minds."

The Nautilus has a tone of more than the perch he has seen before: "Sometimes I really sympathize with those ship girls who work with this kind of deep-sea perch." ”

"The routine is kind of familiar." Arden remembered that there was a group of Star Spirits who did this, and they went a little further.

"Familiar? Isn't that the Tadarin? Arden, have you forgotten? Huberian reminded Arden when he heard Arden talking to himself.

"Of course I haven't forgotten." As he spoke, Arden pressed Hubelion down with his arm that had conjured up Tadarin's outfit.

"Wow, that scared me." Seeing the familiar color on Arden's body, Hyperion was almost frightened and took out the Yamato cannon, but immediately remembered that after Tadarin had integrated into the astral spirit society, the interstellar war patrol patted his chest and said, "I'm scared to death, it turns out that Arden even has Tadarin's technology in your body." ”

"Well, it's all on me, including the Purifier." Arden explained to Hubelion.

"Oh, I'll call you a high-ranking lord in the future." Huberian pouted with some envy and jealousy at Arden's ability to fuse all the star spirits.

"Shut up." Arden again resorted to violence against Hyperion.

The Nautilus, who vaguely understood what the two starship mothers were talking about, was shocked to realize that Arden had always been very tolerant of her.

The Nautilus, who had seen the miserable appearance of those crazy deep-sea ship mothers under the mad perch, knew very well that if Arden could really achieve the level of those murdered delusional perches, then he really had no future at all.

During the daily death of Huberian and the daily suppression of Arden, the shipwreck of the 233rd town guard had already tied the deep-sea salted fish captured by the Nautilus into a mummified salted fish with various chains called "strong", which was very similar to the style of the Nautilus in the first place.

Even if they don't have much experience in capturing the deep sea, the shipwives who have inherited the memories of those sea monsters hundreds of years ago at least know how to treat captives.

Anyway, it's definitely not going to be a preferential treatment, didn't you see that there was an interrogation room sign hanging on the door of the cabin?

Since they have been caught, wouldn't it be a shame to fight and kill each other for hundreds of years if they don't squeeze something out.

However, given that what happened next may have been a bit violent and bloody, or perhaps because of the fear that the salted fish would run amok, Charlotte, who had wanted to watch the interrogation, continued to be knocked into the captain's room with a baseball bat.

Well, this time it was prestige, and the strength of the blow was just right, so that it would not hurt the young master but also be unconscious, which made Prince Eugen, who left with Charlotte in his arms, admired.

"But what should we interrogate like this?" Looking at the deep-sea submarine that was trembling with fear, Rodney, who didn't know if timidity was a characteristic of submarines, asked.

"It's about a normal interrogation." Nelson, who had never seen this battle, said with a frown.

"Normal interrogation? Are you talking about that? "The avant-garde who parked the Glory hull in place for preliminary repairs also followed into the interrogation room.

"Avant-garde, do you know how to interrogate?" Nelson, who heard the avant-garde say this, asked curiously.

"Hmm......" I don't feel good, and the avant-garde who explained it in detail simply made it directly, and took out the things from his ship's space, saying that they were used for torture.

For example, steel whips, steel needles, tiger squatting pepper water, chainsaw knives, high-temperature furnaces, these are things that can be dangerous at a glance.

“…… Avant-garde, why do you have these things in your ship's space? Rodney said in surprise, especially after seeing the avant-garde take out a triangular wooden horse.

"Ahh Sensing the change in his eyes, the avant-garde looked at the thing in his hand, and immediately retracted the triangular wooden horse into the ship's space, scratched his head and said embarrassedly.

“…… It seems that it is necessary to grasp the quality education of the town guard. The chief maid sighed deeply, she has no objection to what personal hobbies these shipwresses have, but it can't be deviated to this extent, Richelieu Veneto Washington's kind of shipwive, three is enough.

"Hey...... It's really a mistake. The avant-garde argued in useless words.

"Is it really interrogated with these things?" Nelson always felt that if he used these things, he would become a big boss.

"Why don't you try it first?" Rodney picked up a steel plie, clicked a few times in his hand and asked Prestige, "Where to start?" ”

"Hmm! Not! Not! The deep-sea submarine, who was mummified in chains and gagged with his mouth gagged, snorted out in fear.

"Isn't that too cruel......" Seeing the steel tongs in Rodney's hand, the avant-garde thought about it, and took out a so-called not very cruel thing in a pile of "torture instruments".

"You're even more cruel." The shipwives in the torture chamber complained after seeing the chainsaw knife in the avant-garde's hand that began to tell the spinning.

"Yes? It's so simple.,Anyway, the deep-sea ship mother or something.,One less arm and leg doesn't make much of a difference.。 The avant-garde gestured with the chainsaw knife in his hand, which should be used to cut trees, and looked up and down at the deep-sea submarine that was tied up and mummified.

"Woo woo woo" The deep-sea submarine that was caught looked like it was about to cry.

"WO ......" was also scared, and I heard the avant-garde say this about WO sauce.

As for the Nautilus, it had already slipped out of the room quietly because of too many brain holes.

"Am I weird?" The avant-garde is a little unclear.

"...... "How strange is it, Arden and Hyperion set their sights on prestige at the same time, and the head maid of the 233rd town guard mansion also put on a posture of not being strict, please forgive me.

So there was one more ship girl who was tied up as a mummy.