No. 666 Temporary Town Keeper's Mansion Repair Canal Rest Room.

Except for Omega Yuriko's No. 233, all the shipwives gathered around the conference table with several ping-pong tables.

"Nelson, keep an eye on the gate with your sister, and don't let anyone in!" The Prince of Wales, who had summoned the ship, commanded the Nelson Rodney sisters.

"What if it's a young master?" Rodney, who was dragged to the door by Nelson, asked cautiously.

"......" remembered that there was such a scene, the Prince of Wales was stunned for a moment, drew a cross on his chest and said: "God bless Britain!" ”

"God bless Britain, wait, Your Royal Highness, you haven't said what to do if the young master comes!" Rodney, who had drawn a cross with him, suddenly remembered that the Prince of Wales had not yet answered his question.

"Shhhh Nelson, who understood what the Prince of Wales meant, dragged his sister to the door.

Seeing Nelson's very good look, the Prince of Wales turned around and whispered to the other Heroes of the 233 Town Guard:

"Alright, now it's time for a meeting."

"Are you sure you can hide that deep-sea habitat and those two starship mothers?" Veneto, who also whispered, looked at the various fuel milk around him, and said with some immediacy.

"Richelieu?" The Prince of Wales, who heard Veneto's question, asked Richelieu.

"The barrier has been unfolded, but I'm not sure if it will work." Richelieu, who had been putting his hand on the hilt of the ceremonial sword of the ship, said with a frown.

"No effect? What do you mean? The Prince of Wales asked, a little worried.

"The other party is two real starships and one real legendary ship, I'm not sure if my enchantment has any effect." Richelieu said in a tone more worried than the Prince of Wales.

“…… Alas. The Prince of Wales sighed heavily when he heard Richelieu say this.

"At least there is no problem now, I don't feel anything being spied on, besides......" Richelieu paused and continued, "If I can't even sense their snooping, I don't think it's useful for us to have another combat mobilization meeting." ”

If it is that kind of difference in combat effectiveness, then any resistance will have no effect, and it will only be rounded and flattened.

"That's what I said, then I don't care about it for now, and we have a meeting." The Prince of Wales could only put that possibility aside and asked, "Now is the first resolution." ”

"Do you want to report the information of the appearance of the Deep Sea Habitat in this town guard mansion to the Admiral?"

"I guess this decision should be useless, and the prestige may have been reported to the Admiral." Veneto pointed to the head maid who was laying out various desserts on the conference table.

“…… It is my duty to report to the master at all times. Seeing Veneto's movements, the maid chief said without feeling that she had done anything wrong.

"Huh? Did the Admiral say anything? Did he send reinforcements? Did he contact the other Wardens? The Prince of Wales said with some excitement.

"The master said, I know." Prestige replied in a calm voice.

"Huh?" Whether it is the Prince of Wales or Veneto, whether it is Richelieu or the avant-garde who has shrunk his head like a hamster until now, they are all confused.

"The master said, I know." Prestige repeated his own words.

"Eugen?" Prince Eugen, the first to recover from his bewilderment, said a line.

"That's it?" For a moment, the Prince of Wales thought a lot, such as that his ship wives had been abandoned as outcasts, and in a few minutes a space-based weapon would be launched from high in the sky and raze this place to the ground.

The master only replied to this, but Chief Helena also heard about it. Prestige continued to speak in unhurried words.

"What did Chief Helena say?" The Prince of Wales asked, a little nervously.

"Chief Helena said, I would love to catch up with the South Dakota." In the blink of an eye, Prestige filled the conference table with all kinds of desserts, and began to pour tea and wine for each ship.

“…… Did Chief Helena really say that? Richelieu's expression stiffened a little, and in her senses, the scene was as if the general in the base camp was completely unaware of the suffering of the soldiers on the front line.

"Yes, Chief Helena also asked when the young master would go home, she missed the young master a little." Prestige is said in the same tone as asking the neighbor if he has eaten.

"Does Chief Helena mean that we should send the young master back and stay away from this place of right and wrong." The avant-garde unleashes its imagination.

"Is this an order or an inquiry?" The Prince of Wales asked with interest in the question.

"It was an order or an inquiry, but it was better to say that Chief Helena asked the young master by the way." Knowing that the Prince of Wales thinks too much, the prestige replied.

"Well, so Chief Helena isn't worried about the young master's safety?" Richelieu couldn't understand why this mother-in-law didn't care so much about her children.

"There's nothing in Chief Helena's words, at least not in the first place." Said the prestige of pouring champagne into Richelieu's glass.

"And I mean, Captain Helena doesn't regard that deep-sea roof as an enemy?" Otherwise, I wouldn't have said that I wanted to catch up with her.

"I don't know about that." Prestige, who walked in front of Veneto, glanced at the various tea and wine in his hand, thought about it, and took out a can of milk from the ship's space.

"It should, maybe, as if it really is, hey, prestige, why is mine milk?" Veneto, who didn't know how to answer, saw Prestige walk up to him, changed the milk bottle and poured milk for himself, and immediately threw away everything he had just thought.

"Don't like the original? What about chocolate? Prestige said as he pulled out another carton of chocolate milk.

"Poof...... That's not what I meant. Pointing to the whiskey in the Prince of Wales' hand and the champagne in Richelieu's hand, Veneto took a sip of the milk in his glass and said, "I'm asking why mine is milk." ”

"Vivi doesn't like to drink milk anymore?" Richelieu, who saw Veneto's reaction, was stunned for a moment.

"Has Captain Veneto given up already?" The avant-garde, who had taken a sip of black tea, asked after comparing the height gap between Veneto and himself with his hand.

"I guess I gave up." The Prince of Wales took a sip of the whiskey on the rocks in his glass, and said as his gaze fell on Veneto's flat chest.

"I'm going to kill you soulless souls!!" Veneto, who had kept his ship open, clicked and gave his poison cannon an armor-piercing shot.

When the 233 town guards had a meeting and didn't know where, in a cloud of shadows in the corner, the Nautilus, who had turned on the Akalin module and stealth ability, pouted and recorded the meeting in the small notebook in his hand in the form of a sketch.