The powerful princess arrives with a space warehouse

On a large ship below the plane, several tall, burly soldiers in armor stood anxiously on the deck, their eyes fixed on the direction of the dock.

Among them, a man in general's uniform with a sword at his waist frowned and turned to a soldier beside him: "Andrew, how many days have His Highness the Prince and his entourage been gone?"

“Reporting to the General, His Highness the Prince and his entourage have been gone for thirteen days,” Andrew replied.

“The thirteenth?...It’s been thirteen days already!” The man in the general’s uniform repeated in a low voice, his worry deepening. “Why haven’t His Highness and the others returned yet? Could it be…” His words trailed off. This man was none other than General William, whom Brian had mentioned to Ouyang Yunyao on the plane earlier.

His gaze at the dock grew increasingly heavy, his heart heavy. If Prince Jolivé were to meet with misfortune on this unfamiliar continent, even a death sentence would be unbearable for him to face the king.

Although he was anxious, he couldn't just leave the two ships to search for the prince. They didn't have a translator like Henry to communicate with the people of this continent, and among his entourage, only Alyra had learned a few words of the local language from Henry.

They couldn't communicate, and the chances of them going ashore to search for the prince were too slim. Joliv ordered him to guard the two ships; he absolutely couldn't afford to lose these two large vessels.

"General, I believe His Highness will be alright. He might even be back in the next couple of days," Andrew reassured him.

"Yes, General, His Highness is blessed with good fortune and will surely be safe and sound," another officer beside him echoed.

William sighed deeply, his face full of regret, and said, "I wish it were so... I really should have stopped His Highness and the others back then."

Before he could finish speaking, a hurried shout suddenly rang out: "General! General! Look! Look..."

William and his men were startled by the soldier's exclamation. What had happened?

William and his companions whirled around, their gazes following the direction the soldier was pointing. There, they saw a colossal creature, resembling a giant bird, circling overhead.

"General! What...what kind of monster is that?" someone exclaimed in shock.

"It looks like a huge, strange bird, but it's way too big!"

"General! Will this huge bird attack us?" Andrew shouted, startled by the enormous creature flying towards them.

William's heart skipped a beat! What was this enormous creature? He had never seen one before. Could it be a monster unique to the Yuzhou Continent? Judging from its appearance, it seemed to be coming for them.

He acted decisively and quickly ordered: "All soldiers, listen up! Take your positions! Prepare for battle immediately!"

"Yes, sir!" the soldiers on the two large ships responded in unison, instantly returning to their positions, ready for battle. The soldiers guarding the earthen cannons also hurriedly shook the muzzles, preparing to aim at the unidentified flying object in the sky.

At this tense moment, Andrew suddenly pointed to the sky and shouted excitedly, "General! General! Look! What's hanging up there... is our national flag!"

William stared intently, and sure enough, the thing hanging in mid-air was their flag. Far from being pleased, his heart sank, and a chill ran through him: Had His Highness and the others been captured by people from this continent? Were they here to blackmail them? A multitude of thoughts raced through his mind; what should he do if this were the case?

He hurriedly pulled a monocular telescope from his pocket, but before he could even raise it to his eyes, the flag fell with a "thud" onto the deck in front of them.

Andrew quickly stepped forward and picked up their flag, only to find a note tied to the corner. "General! There's a note!" Andrew shouted excitedly.

“Andrew! Quickly open it and see what’s written on the note?” William said, his brow furrowed and his voice trembling slightly.

Andrew quickly unfolded the rolled-up note, his eyes scanning the handwriting rapidly. His eyes lit up instantly, and he excitedly handed the note to William: "General! General! Look! It's His Highness the Prince's handwriting! It even has his seal on it!"

Upon hearing this, William immediately took the note and began to read it. As he read, he became so excited that he became incoherent: "It's His Highness's handwriting! It's written by His Highness! That enormous creature in the sky is called the Great Iron Bird, and His Highness and the others... are up there!"

"Up there? That thing can carry people?" The soldiers were all incredulous, looking up at the sky in unison, but they were all puzzled. They couldn't see anyone. Actually, the plane's altitude was too low for those below to see anyone inside.

William, being a seasoned veteran, remained cautious even after the initial shock. He raised his telescope and carefully observed the monster in the sky that the prince called the Great Iron Bird.

He should have looked away, because once he did, even with his exceptional composure, he couldn't help but feel a jolt in his heart. Inside the enormous creature's belly, he could vaguely see human figures moving about.

Just then, the behemoth seemed to be descending lower and lower, and he suddenly saw a familiar figure. Brian was peeking out from one of the behemoths and waving at him below.

He stared, his eyes wide! Then he saw Brian raise his whistle and blow it in his direction.

The whistle has three long and three short notes, with a distinct rhythm.

The whistle had barely sounded when, before he could even speak, the soldiers on deck cheered, "General! It's our signal! It's our signal!"

"General, those behemoths are our own men! It's His Highness and his men! It's His Highness and his men!"

"General, General, our men are up there!" came excited voices from the deck.

General William's furrowed brows finally relaxed, and he breathed a long sigh of relief, his heart finally at ease.

The whistle was their pre-arranged signal, and he also saw Brian grinning and waving at him through the binoculars. He was quite certain that the prince and his entourage were on that big iron bird; they had finally returned!

Seeing this, William put away his binoculars, took the national flag from Andrew's hand, and raised it high above his head, waving it vigorously.

When the general waved the national flag, the soldiers erupted in cheers, shouting excitedly, "His Highness is back! His Highness is back!"

William strode toward the flattest and most open area of ​​the deck, waving the flag vigorously.

He was following the instructions given by His Highness on the note, to ensure that the enormous iron bird could land safely on their ship.