Before the Central Academy was the Central Academy, it was also a town guard, or governor's palace, which was very different from those cities on land, including those fortresses on the sea.

In particular, the military facilities used by the shipwives are much better than those cities whose main function is residential and industrial output.

It is impossible to see the horrific renovation canals of the fortress city where Tirpitz was in power.

If the renovation canal of the Central College is in such a state of disrepair, the person in charge will be held accountable.

Of course, even so, because the base of the ship's mother is relatively large, the renovation canals of the Central College need to be reserved, and the repair canals that are used as bathhouses by the ship's mothers are often in a state of fullness.

However, the sea area specially opened up for the ship's exercise did not have many ships lined up.

The main reason for this difference is that it is not so easy to use the exercise area.

In addition to the fact that the Central Academy will regularly train those who have just fused the ship's equipment, but have not yet stepped out of the school's combat consciousness.

If you want to exercise (tear up) between ships belonging to the same fleet or the same town guard, you must obtain the consent of the Admiral, the approval of the Central Academy, the seal of the person in charge of the exercise venue, and a series of procedures to be completed.

If two admirals from different towns had to fight each other for various reasons, it would have to go through more formalities, and it might not be possible to get permission.

Over time, the admirals, annoyed by this bureaucracy, preferred to conduct a dark drill or something in private.

Although the gendarmerie repeatedly strictly forbade such fights with imperfect security measures and prone to accidental casualties, the fighting nature that could never be changed made it a constant prohibition among the admirals.

This is why, even though the area and number of exercise areas of the Central Academy may not be as large as some large town guards due to the geographical environment and some safety requirements, there are few queues to use the exercise venues.

After knowing that even with Tidu's remote permission, if you want to apply for a drill area at the Central Academy, you must have three copies of the command document, which has been submitted, returned, inquired, lost, retrieved, and voted on, and may even be forgotten in a file bag for more than three months and finally burned as garbage.

Arden, who has always been shocked by any situation, also grew his head.

"This is almost the same as the efficiency of the Tren Federation back then!" Hyperion also pressed her temple position, which was roughly the equivalent of the heating pipe next to the bridge of a Behemoth-class battlecruiser.

Arden, who filled out the paperwork and handed it in, sighed and said, "This situation reminds me of a very strange race. ”

"What strange race?" Hyperion knew that Arden was born from the Golden Age of the Astral Spirits, and had a lot of information about that Great Expedition Era.

"The information is just a legend, no star spirit has really seen it, maybe it's just a conjecture." Arden sighed again and said, "If there really is such a race in the universe, it will be a disaster for other civilizations. ”

"Tsk...... Even you think it's a disaster, is it more terrible than a worm? "For the Tren people in the Koplu Star Zone, the ones who can be equated with disaster are the alien insects who regard other species, including themselves, as the essence of evolution.

"If you put the insects with that race...... Arden pondered for a moment and said, "Forget it, don't think about this terrible thing." ”

“…… Can't even the insects be beaten? "Huberian couldn't imagine how terrible Arden was for that race.

"It's not at all a concept of scary." Arden said to Hyperion.

"Okay, let's not talk about that terrible thing for now, but why is this application so troublesome?" Seeing that Arden was reluctant to say more, Hyperion also took the initiative to stop the topic.

"Maybe I deliberately came up with these programs just in case something unexpected happened." Arden's guess hit the truth with precision.

Because the ship girls are ruthless weapons of war, they also have a sensual humanoid interactive interface under the action of the world power of this world.

The consequence of the combination of a sensual soul and an iron-blooded body is that when they are caught in a conflict and need to quarrel to solve something, the shipwives are more inclined to speak with the shells in their own ship's suit.

As a result, in the always simple and capable political system, this kind of bureaucratic style of exercise approval has appeared to the extreme, and in conjunction with the prohibition of private fighting in other regions.

I have to say that the admiral or shipwreck who originally formulated this regulation still has a very good trick in dealing with this kind of thing.

Because of the emotional thoughts, most of the disputes come from the same impulse as shopping, and when many bureaucratic procedures are completed, the ship girls who want to prove who is right and who is wrong by caliber have lost the mind to continue the showdown.

If there were no such regulations, if the drill area of the Central Academy did not have this boring bureaucracy.

There may be a lot more because of ordinary quarrels, and the last one is out of control.

Atlanta, who heard Arden say this, realized how she had never noticed this before, and the native ship was amazed at Arden's imagination.

"By the way, isn't your commander famous here? I really can't show her sign. Seeing Atlanta's reaction, Hyperion suddenly remembered how these native shipwives had looked when they mentioned Commander Arden at the headquarters of the orange company.

"In a way, I don't want to show her sign." Arden sighed today as often as he had in the previous month.

The "Admiral" saw that his temporary Admiral and her secretary ship were entangled there, and Atlanta asked strangely, "Why did you apply for the exercise site as a ship's mother?" It would have been much easier if you had handled it in person as an admiral. ”

As long as there is bureaucracy, there must be a privileged class.

The Admiral is a standard privileged class in the eyes of the ship's mother, and this has been recognized by most of the ship's mother.

However, even if Arden were to submit an application for the use of the exercise area as Admiral, it was unknown how much speed it would be able to spend.

The politicians who were able to come up with such a way to reduce the losses of private battles must have also considered the privileged class of the Admiral.

And most importantly, Arden is not an official admiral, and she came to Central Academy this time to give herself the status of a nominal admiral.

"Oh, it turns out that Lord Admiral came to the Central Academy to apply for the Admiral's certification? No wonder so. "It's no wonder that Atlanta says it's like this, and a big part of it is because it's no wonder that Arden doesn't know a lot about common sense.

"Do you know where the new Admiral certification is handled?" Arden, who smiled at Atlanta's reaction, asked.

"Of course I know, but ......" Atlanta glanced at the weather, took out a pocket watch, looked at it, and said to his temporary Admiral, Lord Arden, "At this time, it should be off work there." ”

"......" The two starships were stunned at the same time.

"Those guys are working 9-to-5." Atlanta said, holding up his pocket watch. (To be continued.) )