"Is this the only way?"

After the call with the Mercy, the Prince of Wales was temporarily informed of the situation of the Prince of Wales through the Soul Network.

In the end, the Mercy tentatively concluded that the solution was the worst the Admiral could think of.

"You really think I'm a resurrection priest, I'm just a doctor." The Mercy's tone in the Admiral's soul network was filled with a feeling of weariness: "This is the best solution, and besides, you'd better come here, and prepare for the worst in the case of that destroyer." ”

"What's the worst?"

After the Admiral determined that this strange deep-sea transformation was something that the Mercy could not do anything about, the Mercy severed contact with the Admiral.

The Admiral began to pack up his things in the room and put them in a cardboard box, the only thing the Admiral could do was prepare for the worst.

After putting everything in the cardboard box, the Admiral carried the cardboard box out of the front desk and walked over to the Prince of Wales, who was sitting in the front desk with a wine glass, and was numbing himself with alcohol without stopping.

"Is there a way?" The Prince of Wales looked at the Admiral, the world's only hospital ship, the Mercy, may be her last hope, if the Mercy really has a way to cure her symptoms of deep-sea transformation, maybe she will first put down the matter of returning to Europe to clear her name, and then go to Sashi to visit the Mercy.

Because as long as it bears the imprint of the deep sea, even if the Prince of Wales does nothing, it will always be regarded as an enemy by humans.

The Admiral nodded to the Prince of Wales's expectant question, and with a heavy heart, the Admiral suddenly knelt on the ground in a very serious manner, and at the same time placed the cardboard box on the ground.

This sitting posture is from the 11th arrondissement, and it is a kind of sitting posture when talking about serious things and very important things.

Perhaps infected by the solemn atmosphere created by the Admiral at this time, the Prince of Wales also learned from the Admiral, found a cushion and sat down on the floor.

"Big brother." The Admiral said in a heavy tone, "I know you are not willing to become the deep sea like this. ”

The Prince of Wales also nodded in agreement, she is different from the Admiral, the Prince of Wales can't abandon the identity of the ship's mother and become a deep sea no matter what, because in this way she will lose a lot of things, maybe the Admiral can bear it, but she can't bear it... At least the revenge of the killing of his own admiral, the Prince of Wales must avenge it as a ship's mother!

Before that, she definitely had to find a way to erase the mark of the deep sea on her body, but the resentment of the deep sea above her left hand had been haunting her, and there was no way to get rid of it at all, so she had absolutely no choice but to pin her hopes on the admiral.

It's just that...... It's a pity that the Admiral can't help it!

"So big brother, I respect you as a man." The Admiral took out a sharp long knife from the cardboard box, pulled it out of the scabbard, and the sharp light flashed in the space, and then the Admiral put the blade into the scabbard, and placed the long knife in front of the Prince of Wales, as if looking at a martyr about to die, staring at the Prince of Wales who was already in a completely stunned state.

"In order to maintain your innocence as a ship's mother, please kill yourself with a knife before you are completely infected by the resentment of the deep sea!" The Admiral said in a mournful tone.

"Huh?" Because it happened so suddenly, the Prince of Wales has not yet figured out the situation.

"Big brother is afraid of pain? Indeed, it does hurt to kill yourself with a knife. With that, the Admiral took out a large number of bottles and cans of things and placed them in front of the Prince of Wales: "Because this place is far outside the city, there is no reason for supplies, so I only found three bottles of sleeping pills and three bottles of rat poison, but the amount is enough, if the eldest brother is not enough, there are also bottles of insecticide here, to ensure that there is absolutely no pain." ”

The Admiral felt something called murderous emanating from the Prince of Wales.

"Big brother, don't worry......" In order to remedy, the admiral hurriedly took out a black and white photo frame without any photos, and then took out a few white steamed buns and put them in front of the photo frame as a tribute: "I will declare to the public that you died because of the fight against the deep sea, and you will definitely be shaped into a national hero like Joan of Arc, big brother, before you die, the words to be engraved on the tombstone are 'loyal to the country', or 'immortal'?" But before that, how about taking a black and white photo? ”

The Admiral didn't know where to take out a camera, except for the Admiral's uniform he was wearing now, no matter how he looked at it, he had become an excellent funeral person.

The Prince of Wales' hands trembled, and she looked at Veneto with an inquiring look, which probably meant something like 'Can I hit him?'

Veneto put down his coffee cup and turned his head sideways, covering his mouth at the same time, trying to suppress his smile.

"Are you serious?" The Prince of Wales took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in her heart, and then asked the Admiral.

"Of course." The Admiral took off his naval hat at this time, of course, not to give the Prince of Wales a hat salute at the funeral, but to let the Prince of Wales see his current appearance clearly: "I am already a dead man, and becoming a deep sea means death, so what's wrong with preparing a tombstone for yourself in advance?" And in my case, I'll give you a 7% discount. ”

"Do you want to use this method to tell me that there is no way to get rid of this thing?" The grey aura wrapped around the Prince of Wales's hand became more and more apparent, indicating that she could control the deep-sea resentment that was wrapped around her.

This feeling of being able to control but not being able to eliminate is not good at all, and this feeling of resentment in the deep sea being subordinated to her will makes her feel more and more that she is a deep sea rather than a ship girl.

"If I'm not mistaken, as a hero ship, you're already more than a hundred levels according to the level set by humans, right?" The Admiral asked.

"One hundred and forty-seven, to be exact." The Prince of Wales held his left hand, and the gray aura tended to develop towards darkness.

"Then you should feel it, that boundary."

This is something that almost all ship girls who are given the name of heroes will be distressed about, distressed by the feeling that the more deep sea they kill, the more they become like the deep sea.

"The ship girl and the deep sea belong to the same kind of existence, but they are in different positions......"

"That's why you want to pull me into the deep sea? No way! The Prince of Wales does not deny the Admiral's statement, but the Prince of Wales will not give up the identity of the ship's mother no matter what.

"It's only temporary... For the time being..."The Admiral stretched out his hand to the Prince of Wales and said: "Some people have made mistakes, but they can't be sanctioned with the identity of the ship's mother, but the deep sea is different, the deep sea has already borne too many sins and human hatred, and it is insignificant to carry some more, so the Prince of Wales, if you want revenge, do you choose to be the ship's mother, or the deep sea?" ”

The ship's mother is good, and the deep sea is evil, which is almost everyone's concept.

The Admiral doesn't want to break and can't...... It is precisely because of the deep sea that bears those bloody hatreds that the ship's mother has the meaning of existence.

The Prince of Wales stared at the Admiral's scarlet pupils, as if he was looking at some beast that was about to be devoured by a man, the Admiral's eyes were not like humans, and the Prince of Wales, who had experienced an unknown number of battles, understood that this man was a pure deep sea, or... It's something far more terrifying than the depths of the sea.

"If only you could get revenge." The Prince of Wales did not hold the Admiral's outstretched hand, but picked up the white steamed bun that the Admiral had placed in front of the black and white photo frame and took a bite: "I can join." ”

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