Port of Ciudad San Casrella, inside the headquarters building of the Free Trade Alliance fleet.

The Earl and Countess of Langford escaped from the siege of the killers and finally reached this safe barrier and were able to heal from their injuries.

Desperate to make sure his child was safe, the doctors in the infirmary of the headquarters building gave an urgent consultation and finally gave the good news: the princess's womb was safe.

The Count shook hands with each of the physicians excitedly, "Great! Thank you! He then entered the consultation room and looked at his wife's injuries.

A doctor politely apologized: "Your Majesty, Princess, in order to remove the projectile, I have to cut off part of the fabric of your dressing gown, it will be rude, I beg your understanding." ”

"No need to be polite, just do it."

The Countess was very bold, and did not mind being clothed in the presence of strangers, and she drank a cup of hot tea, feeling much warmer, and let the doctor cut her clothes.

The blue blood-soaked fabric had dried up, and the doctor muttered quietly:

"Oh my God, there are really blue-blooded nobles in this world...... Divine bloodline! I thought it was a legend, but today it was a real eye-opener...... This is ...... How do you start? ”

The Countess shook her head helplessly:

"Don't be surprised, sir, I'm no different from a normal person, you deal with a wounded soldier just like an ordinary soldier.

Please don't think of it as a monster, thank you, please! ”

The doctor bowed his head apologetically: "I'm sorry, Your Majesty, it's me who is too talkative, I'll go get the anesthetic, you wait a while......"

"Stop, don't use that thing, anesthetics will make people numb and clumsy, now that the situation is urgent, I need to be vigilant at all times, just in case, you just do it!"

"That's good...... If you can't stand it, you can always call it a halt. ”

The doctor was quite skillful, he first cut the wound with a scalpel, then found the projectile embedded between the flesh and the shoulder blade, took out special pliers and firmly clamped the projectile, pulled it out with force, and threw it into the tray with a "ping" sound.

Looking at the flesh-and-blood projectiles, the earl, who was watching the whole process from the sidelines, was extremely distressed, his beloved wife was a princess of a country, and she had to suffer such a painful torture. He would rather take it all on his own, he couldn't bear to look at it anymore, silently pushed open the door of the consultation room, and left.

The doctor used surgical scissors to clean up the dead tissue, and then filled the wound with cotton soaked in iodine to disinfect it, which is usually the most painful step, and he felt the countess's body tremble slightly, after which she sat still.

It is hard to imagine that a pampered princess could endure such severe pain.

The doctor had the impression that the most powerful were the privateer sailors, and even these warriors of the sea could not avoid the most terrible screams when the wounds were disinfected.

Princess Sarantos Midknight sat upright on the hospital bed, silent throughout the treatment.

(She is really a descendant of the Midnight family, a woman with the nickname "Princess of Dress".) The doctor sighed in his heart, and admiration arose.

After removing the sterile cotton balls, the doctor carefully stitched up the wound and then wrapped it in layers of gauze soaked in herbs.

"Your Majesty, I must remind you that a wound as deep as this will definitely leave a scar."

He knew that noble ladies loved beautiful evening dresses that showed their backs, and he felt sick at the thought of an unsightly scar on the princess's beautiful back. It felt like a crack had been cracked in precious porcelain. The doctor shook his head frequently, as a perfectionist, it was most difficult for him to accept this flaw, and he felt extremely sorry for the matter.

"It doesn't matter, this scar will be one of the medals I'll be proud of." The princess replied lightly.

Hearing such an answer, the doctor's admiration for her was even greater, and it could even be said that he admired her.

If others say something like her, it will only make people feel hypocritical and disgusting, but who is she? She is the fierce female night owl of the Midnight family, with the blood of the gods, who has personally fought the mighty Four-Nation Alliance, performed many miraculous feats, and ruthlessly harvested the heads of enemy troops on the battlefield.

After bandaging the wound, the princess thanked the doctor, then got up, stepped out of the examination room with a pair of snow-white legs.

She changed out of her almost torn nightgown, and after bathing, she picked out a gorgeous captain's uniform and put it on, although her complexion was still weak, but her former heroic image had been mostly restored.

An hour earlier, Admiral Hammond, the commander of the Free Trade Alliance fleet, had been woken up by a servant who had taken refuge in the harbor after receiving the news that the Earl had been attacked, and the general hurriedly dressed up and hurried back to the fleet headquarters building overnight, where his loyal lord, the Earl of Langford, and the Countess Princess Salantos were already waiting for him in the conference room.

"Pretty sorry! Your Majesty, Count, Princess, your subordinates have been late enough to make you suffer. ”

"It's not your fault, and there's no need to apologize for it." The princess moved her shoulders, "Also, your doctor is quite good, and his wounds are well treated, remember to reward him." ”

"Oh, you must be talking about Dr. Owen, he was originally a professor in medical school, and often helped us treat seriously injured sailors, and when he retires, I will rehire him to the infirmary of the fleet headquarters, it is his supreme honor to be able to heal you, thank you for the compliment, Your Majesty Princess."

"Well, let's get down to business, General Hammond." The Earl of Langford asked, "It has been a few hours since the incident, and it is almost dawn, have your people found out what is going on in the Duchy?" Is there any news from Fort Midknight? ”

"I'm sorry, my lord, but I only received the news that you and your wife had taken refuge in the fleet headquarters, and I didn't know anything else."

"That's right...... Then you go and rest first, and then I'll gather the others to investigate......"

"Wait!" The Countess spoke suddenly.

"Admiral Hammond, how long will it take for your fleet to set sail, I mean the kind that is long and full of supplies and ammunition."

(Damn, what's this woman going to do?) The general said to himself, keeping his respectful and smiling face, but his eyes were on the Earl Langford, waiting for instructions from his superiors.

The Count knew that his wife always had her own considerations, and that her advice had always proved to be right, so he nodded to his naval commander and asked him to answer his wife's questions.

General Hammond took the topographical map of the port from the wall and spread it out in front of the countess:

"Your Majesty, the Free Trade Alliance fleet is scattered in several ports, and if you are talking about ships anchored locally, I would like to think about it...... There were seven three-masted battleships, and the remaining large armed merchant ships, cruisers, and frigates totaled twenty, and the rest of the small ships were innumerable. We already have a training plan, and if we start preparing now, we will be able to sail by tomorrow evening at the latest. ”

"Very well, these local ships are enough, General Hammond, you go and wake up the captains and sailors now, let them get ready, it should be some time before dawn"

The Countess looked out the window, it was still pitch black, she turned her head and continued: "By to-morrow evening, I want all the large and moving battle ships to be ready, fully loaded with ammunition and supplies, ready to go at any time. I'm not sure where I'm going to sail, but I'll tell you tomorrow, General, can I do what I'm talking about? ”

General Hammond hesitated, and looked at the Count again.

Earl Langford nodded at him: "Prepare according to my wife's request, I have approved all the expenses incurred in the voyage, and I will give everyone an additional subsidy of 10,000 gold guilders afterwards." ”

"Yes! My lord, without further ado.

I'm going to drag those captains out of Fireworks Alley right now and splash some cold water on them to sober them up!" ”

He just wanted to laugh and ease the atmosphere, but as soon as the words came out, he regretted it, he was usually used to it, and he forgot that Her Majesty the princess was also there, how could he say such vulgar words? I just feel like I've lost face.

"Oh...... This...... I'm sorry, forgive me, Your Majesty, I'm just a rough man, I can't speak, I ...... Here it goes. After speaking, the naval commander blushed, closed the door and left, simply embarrassed.

Earl Langford watched his men leave with a wry smile, and shook his head helplessly: "Honey, what are your plans?" Why did the fleet sail? Do you want to attack our enemies from the sea, who is so bold? Tell me. ”

"No, husband, I don't know who my opponent is.

It's just that...... I've been nervous, something big should have happened, maybe ...... Oh my God, I can't even think about it. In short, the worst-case scenario must be taken into account.

I want my fleet to prepare for sailing because it is safer at sea, and if the situation forces us to escape or move quickly, taking a boat is the best option. ”

"I completely agree with this, you must be kept safe! But what do I ...... I'm going to have to stay here, and if I want the Free Trade Alliance to go to war, I'll have to call in the mercenary forces as soon as possible, except for the mercenary leaders...... There are friends from other chambers of commerce, as well as those smugglers and pirate captains, and even the thieves' guild can be used, this crisis is not trivial, in short, all forces must be mobilized. ”

"I'm not a good wife, but you tolerate me everywhere...... Desperately ...... for me"

"Nothing happens in the principality is naturally the best. But if something misfortune happens, I won't run away from it! I swear! It will definitely be for the duke, for you! My dear lady! Also for our children! I will fight to the end, even if I drain my life savings! ”

Princess Salantos gazes at the great Langford Onassis, the founder of the Free Trade League, the king of merchants, and her own husband.

She was amazed to find that she had slowly fallen in love with him, a man older than her father, whose words were so firm and decisive that she felt the warmth of her family.

(Who says political marriages are cold and heartless?) ）

The Count stepped forward and responded to his wife's gaze with a hug, kissing her on the cheek and wiping away tears for her.