Silence, long silence. Sylvia www.biquge.info pen %fun %Pavilion" fell into a long thought. Obviously, my performance just now failed to shock her.

I quietly moved the greatsword between the two of them away so that my body was close together. I didn't spy on her thoughts, but I could feel her heartbeat accelerating, and even her body temperature seemed to rise a little. She didn't mind the slight offense, but she held my arm around her waist and spread it over her shoulder, and held me like a normal casualty, a gesture that seemed to indicate that she still positioned her relationship with her fellow military officers rather than men and women.

At this time, I can't help but be a little nervous, because this is different from a face-to-face battle with the enemy, this is a situation beyond my ability to predict and control, the outcome here is in the hands of the other party, and my skills are useless in this situation. I'm not very good at dealing with this kind of situation where I put my fate in the hands of someone else.

However, compared to the doomed ending, Sylvia's judgment at this time is only a difference between sooner or later for me. In my dream, I didn't ask for marriage so urgently, it was the continuous battles that brought us closer and closer to each other, and finally naturally. And now, it can be said that the whims of the wild wolves have caused such embarrassment - this may be the difference between the tactical thinking of the space marines and mortals, the star marines always like to surprise and attack, while our defense forces have to slowly hoard arms and materials to gather troops, slowly advance the battle line to occupy positions, and finally win the victory steadily.

Another question that I am faintly worried about is that since things have gone wrong from the beginning, is my dream just a dream and no longer has any reference value for the future? I have an ambiguous attitude towards fatalism, and my prophetic abilities are rarely wrong, but most of them are predictions for a second or two in the future during battle, like a dream that suddenly sees the future in ten years, and I really don't know if I should take it seriously.

After a long time, Sylvia finally made a move. She let out a long breath at first, but her face was still confused, and it didn't look like she had made a decision. Sure enough, as soon as she opened her mouth, she asked, "Why me?" ”

Without waiting for me to speak, she continued, "Yes, you need me to be your wings. So, why you? Why should I choose you? You're just using witchcraft to disguise yourself as a powerful and glittering image in front of me, and you're giving gifts of things that don't belong to you......"

"I can be your fangs!" I stared into her eyes and said firmly, "The wolves are gone, the Silent Blade and the Storm Guardian won't be here for long, we're doomed to face the most terrifying enemies alone!" ”

"Are you threatening me? Do you think I'm going to get nothing without you? ”

"At least I can help a lot, right? Think about today's fight, what would you have been like without me? ”

"Well, I'll admit, I wouldn't even have a chance to participate in this battle without you. And, even without me, they could have won without me. It's entirely to you that I'm standing here as the victor and participating in the sharing of the spoils...... But, thinking about your own identity, don't you think you're asking for too much? You want to keep all the loot to yourself, even if I want to swallow it? I usually think I'm bold enough, but your ambition is terrifying even to me. A wizard has ambitions, and you should know the end very well......"

She jerked off the crook of my arm, stepped back to the table, grabbed her hell pistol, and aimed it at me.

Things seem to have gone a little bit more than expected, and I actually got away with it? What went wrong?

I could see that she was far from making up her mind, but the murderous intent had indeed been generated, as evidenced by the faint tingling sensation on my forehead.

"Don't do that, Sylvia, we can have a good talk." I let go of the hilt of Nemesis' sword and let it fall to the ground with a loud thud, and I spread my hands out at her, "We once faced that seemingly invincible enemy side by side. We trust each other with our lives......"

The muzzle of the gun flashed, and a laser slashed over my head, scorching the fever there, an attack that seemed to me more like a repertoire than a deterrent or a rebuttal.

"Stand back, get out of here, act as if nothing had happened, and leave the ship as you pass by the nearest world! I'm fed up with the way you think you are in control! You don't want to take a captain as a trophy! You haven't respected me since the first time we met......"

"You know, no one respects someone they don't know. You earned my respect the moment you decided to go on your own, and I chose to go on an adventure with you because I saw you as someone to follow. Even if you're younger and lower in rank than me, I know you'll be a great general one day! ”

I stood upright, then raised my hand to her and saluted, "Whatever the outcome, let me greet you once in advance, General Greymane!" ”

Her expression changed a few times, and there was a hint of smugness, but nervousness prevailed. She was still holding her pistol in her right hand, and she returned a quick military salute with her free left hand, "Okay, I received your respect." Can you go? ”

"I'm leaving, what are you going to do?" I lowered my hand and walked towards her at gunpoint, "What about our ambitions?" When you only have a transport ship and a crew that has never experienced much battle, you still have the courage to challenge a powerful capital battleship, and now you have a real battleship, a group of warriors who have seen blood, are you willing to give up in vain? Are you willing to return to the transport ship that was defenseless against the pirate ship, and continue to work through your qualifications until you are fifty years old to become a general with no more achievements? Are you willing to die as a mediocre bureaucratic soldier? Haven't you considered using the power of this battleship to fight like a real naval captain? ”

"How do you know I haven't thought about it?" Sylvia was so angry at what I said that she slammed her pistol on the table again and yelled at me, "But is this a thing that can be done by thinking about it?" There's at least one more full crew on board the Melvids, and here? It takes at least five thousand trained crew members to fully play this battleship, and how many people are there on this ship in total? How many people can I command? Or is it really like you said, you can use half a regiment, and you can drive the boat for me?! That'......"

"Then you're willing to marry me, aren't you?" I strode up to her and asked eagerly.

"Cut, as if you can really do it." She rolled her eyes and said angrily. After all the loud venting just now, her voice is not so loud.

"Is all you know is to drive a ready-made ship? Do you want to blame someone else for a difficulty like this? Like when we first met, it was just a small crew rebellion, and you couldn't solve it, right? I asked rhetorically.

I thought she would refute it loudly, but I didn't expect her momentum to weaken, "Yes, not to mention managing these, I'm not even very good at the most basic aspects of dealing with people." As you can see, I can fight, but I can't convince others to fight with me. ”

"Soldier, it's enough to be able to fight, and someone will help you deal with other small things. Now you give me a clear answer, can this ship be put into operation with the existing manpower after simple repairs? I mean, like a transport ship, it can move, it can sail long distances. ”

"It's just the most basic sailing, and it's really not that hard. The Fenris were well trained to sail and be used as crew members, and the Catachan emergency training could be of some help. But...... Even if we rob the spoils of the wolves, you dare to fight their own ideas? It's a flesh cut and bloodshed from them! And Katachan, they are the direct troops of the Inquisition, and you dare to move them...... I'm not even sure I'll be able to control my own troops, those cowards, it's not been a whole day since they betrayed me! She looked at me with a look of surprise on her face, as if to say that you have done this to death, does the Emperor know?

"The mortal troops of the wild wolves are just their skins, even if they really cut their flesh and bleed, do you think I haven't done it? The life-and-death friendship on the battlefield, do you think it's just talking? As for the Demon Inquisition, they are easier to deal with. The wolves are bound by honor, but the Inquisitors are driven by ambition, as long as we show enough strength to not worry that they will not cooperate. Only the nuns are not very easy to control, just find a way to kick back to their own boat. Listen to Sylvia, only a mediocre officer will use the so-called management science to control his subordinates, and a general who can bring victory to everyone, as long as he moves forward, countless people will follow, understand? ”

"Well, even if I put all my men together and get the ship moving, how are we going to fight? Not to mention how many usable artillery we have left, we are not enough for the crew who knows how to handle the guns. ”

"That's something I need to think about. After today's battle, I reassessed my strength and felt almost the equivalent of a regiment of the Imperial Guard. Just create a chance for me to connect, opponents below the cruiser level, and I'll solve it for you alone! ”

"So, you're ...... to me Determined to win? I don't have a choice, do I? ”

"I just hope that you can make a rational choice. I pin my future on you, and I will respect your decision no matter what. ”

Sylvia smiled bitterly, "Rational? Are you asking a woman to obey reason? In other words, are we just bound together with interests and ambitions? My instincts tell me that you are a person who will do whatever it takes to achieve an end, and if I refuse, you will use your witchcraft to distort my mind, right? Just like you did to my crew before. ”

"No, any witchcraft has the potential to leave irreversible damage. Personality and dignity are the most beautiful qualities in a soldier, how can I destroy them? I just think that we're all past the age of being self-conscious, and I'm sure you'll make a rational choice. With plenty of time, you can take your time to think about it. ”

"Another meaning of your words, the beautiful things in me are only personality and dignity, and I am actually ugly, right? I'm not young anymore, so I don't have much time to think about it, do I? I have to say, this is a very serious threat......" she sighed, her expression helpless.

Now I have nothing to do, can I only say that women's thinking is really very different from men's?

"Okay, I'm going to think about it slowly. If you don't have anything more to say, can you leave? ”

Yes, I really don't have anything more to say, just put away my Nemesis and pull out a pair of sleeping bags, "Use this for sleep, the temperature is getting very low, even the Fenris should be careful of catching a cold." ”

As I grabbed the handle of the hatch and was about to open it, Sylvia stopped me from behind and asked, "Ilshan, what's your last name?" Or, Ilshan is your last name, so what about your name? ”

"Mount Ilshan is the name given to me by the Empire, but the Empire does not provide me with a surname. As for the name I used in my hometown, it didn't make much sense anymore. Why do you ask this? ”

"I'm just scared that after marrying you, I'm going to change my ugly surname. It's okay if there is no act, so can our children inherit the surname of my gray mane? ”