Today's tutelary fort remains peaceful.

Sukhbaatar stretched himself and saw Odin packing up his fishing gear. He said to the little girls who had gathered around him with some impatience, "Move aside! Don't block us up here. We're going back."

Sukhbaatar said this while looking at the bucket at his feet. Without the big bluefin croakers to disturb them, they had a good harvest today.

What should I have for dinner? Hmm, forget about fish. There are so many delicious things in the cafeteria, why should I eat fish all day?

Sukhbaatar bit her fingers. She just liked fishing, but not eating...

Anyway, it won’t be the first choice.

"Wait a minute! Sukhbaatar, we have something to ask of you!"

The dreamy little princess, wearing a competitive swimsuit and with long white hair that could reach her ankles even if she tied it up, clasped her hands together and pleaded, "Please, invincible Lord Sukhbaatar, only you can do this!"

"Yes, yes, Master Su is so great, wouldn't you mind helping us a little?" Wearing a short skirt, black stockings, and a sleeveless shirt that exposed her two white and tender arms, the mature little adult 16 also begged.

"Lord Su, this matter is very important. Please don't shirk it." Fletcher, who has fox-like furry ears on his head and a mature body that doesn't look like a destroyer, and is enough to make some big sisters on battleships feel ashamed and angry, also said.

"Oh?" Sukhbaatar became interested.

What the little girl wanted most was to be recognized by her companions, but the destroyers were not interested in Sukhbaatar's stories about the invincible fleet and the almighty super battleship Lord Su, and they did not know how to fish.

So in their eyes, Sukhbaatar was just a strange guy who liked to sit on the dock and take a nap with his fishing rod in hand.

It's rare that Kongxiang actually shows an expression of admiration and self-praise towards me, and even actively compliments me. It seems that they have realized my greatness.

Sukhbaatar crossed his arms, shaking the straw in his mouth rapidly, his eyes slightly narrowed, and he looked very pleased. "Well, in that case, if you have anything to say, please tell me quickly. I am very busy."

"Ah! Thank you!" 16 jumped up happily and said quickly, "We'd like to ask Master Su for help in finding someone."

Sukhbaatar was stunned, his expression becoming stiff for a moment: "W-what?"

Odin packed up his fishing gear and tossed it into the ship's cargo space. He said helplessly, "If we're looking for someone, shouldn't we look for the aircraft carrier? Lord Su and I are both supply ships, so we're not good at searching for enemies."

Seeing that Sukhbaatar and Odin seemed to have misunderstood something, the little princess said hurriedly:

"That's not the case. Actually, we're looking for someone who's in hiding. We've listed some possible hiding places and would like to ask Lord Su for his opinion."

Dressed just as maturely as her sister, the cute little Lolita 1 said, "After all, Lady Su has always had good luck. Maybe she can help us!"

"Is that so?" Odin tilted his head. Sukhbaatar was indeed very lucky. When picking fruits, he always picked the sweetest one, and when eating ice cream, he always won prizes. Maybe he could really help.

"Ahem!" Sukhbaatar puffed out his chest and coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment. Then he put on his haughty attitude again and asked, "Do you have a list of hiding places?"

"Yes!" Shimakaze, who had long light pink hair, wore a sailor suit, and suspender stockings on her legs, jumped up and down while holding a piece of paper. "Everyone has listed all the places where people might be hiding. Would you like to see it, Lord Su?"

"Give it to me." Sukhbaatar touched his chin and stretched out his hand with pretended calmness.

Shimakaze handed the paper over, but the little girl just glanced at it casually. Then she grabbed it with both hands and took out a marker and a... ball?!

"Master Su, Master Su?" The little girls were stunned, watching Sukhbaatar squatting on the ground, copying the name on the paper bit by bit to the ball.

"What are you going to do?"

When asked, Sukhbaatar said gravely, "We rolled the dice, but there were too many places on the list and not enough sides on the dice, so we had to use balls instead."

"But..." the blonde girl, Keelin, whispered, "Why use dice?"

"Of course, I choose the correct answer," Sukhbaatar said without looking up. "This method is very accurate when answering multiple-choice questions. I can always choose the correct answer."

“…” Fletcher pressed her hand to her forehead and she began to regret why she had come along.

Even if Sukhbaatar is lucky, can she really choose the correct answer using such a frivolous method?

What should I do? Should I stop her?

Forget it, since she is here, just let her try it.

I think it’s better for everyone not to hold out any hope.

Who on earth made such an unreliable suggestion just now?

The little girls looked at each other in silence, communicating only with their eyes.

After a while, Sukhbaatar finally finished copying. She looked at the ball covered with dense handwriting, weighed it lightly with her hand, and said with satisfaction:

"Finally, I'm done. Next, I'll throw the ball. The option that's at the very front is the correct answer."

"Well, let's get started." Sukhbaatar took a deep breath, and the shadow of the ship's suit flashed behind him, and then...

"Whoosh!" The little girl waved her hands violently, stirring up a strong wind. The ball was swept up by a huge force and rose high into the sky, but in that direction...

"Oops." Seeing everyone staring at him, Sukhbaatar stuck out his tongue helplessly. "I used too much force and lost my direction. Well, it's not a big deal anyway. Go find it yourselves. Remember to return the ball to me when you find it."

"..." The destroyers watched the ball draw an arc and land in the woods next to the dock, feeling a strong sense of powerlessness in their hearts.

This guy Sukhbaatar...is he really unreliable?

Just as they were thinking this, a cry of surprise came from the direction of the woods: "Ah!"

"This voice..." Lafite, who was smoking a pipe, was stunned.

"It's Sister Kewei!" The little princess was the first to react and rushed towards the woods: "Hurry! We can't let her get away!"

"Leave it to me!" At the same time, Kebo also rushed out.

Perhaps due to the spiritual connection between the sisters, Utopian and Horrible chose the same route, and their speeds were almost the same, so...

Bang! The two sisters collided with each other, and were immediately thrown to the sides by the reaction force, falling miserably to the ground.

Fortunately, the two of them had gained experience from falling, and they activated the ship's protection the moment they collided, so they only tore their stockings on their legs and got covered in dust, but were not injured.

"What a pair of idiots..." The destroyers said helplessly as they watched Tashkent and Shimakaze running towards the grove one after another.

Tashkent's speed, when she came to the direction where the sound came from, she saw a big sister in camouflage clothes holding the trunk of a big tree and sliding down little by little. Under the tree, a leather ball covered with words was lying there quietly.

"Shimakaze!" Tashkent snapped his fingers, and the pink-haired girl behind him immediately pounced over with a "meow".

Tashkent ignored the dreadful wind blowing against him and leaned over to pick up the ball. On the very surface, four crooked characters were clearly written: "Hide in the tree."

“…” Tashkent remained silent.

"Why would a ball fall in a place like this?" Kewei wanted to cry but had no tears. When he was hit, he thought it was a missile and screamed subconsciously. He didn't expect it was just a ball.

If I had kept my composure, I wouldn't have been discovered, right?

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243. Alcoholic Soviet Union

The spacious and bright living room was crowded with people. The cute little white-haired girl Veneto was holding a cup of fragrant coffee and sitting on the chair that Jiling had brought. Her dangling feet could not touch the ground and were swaying from time to time. Her tense little face exuded murderous intent.

The heartless Omi changed into the warrior's battle robe. The girl looked indifferent, with her eyes closed and kneeling beside the floor-to-ceiling window, with a sheathed katana resting on her knees. The afterglow of the setting sun shone into the living room through the window, giving her a faint golden glow, making her look solemn and dignified.

A blonde woman in a maid outfit stood behind the blonde girl with glasses holding an orange cat, her brows furrowed as she put her hands in front of her.

The girl holding the cavalry saber slightly unsheathed the weapon, her clear eyes emitting murderous intent.

A girl with short white hair and cat ears, whose hair slightly curled up on top of her head, sat upright with a serious expression. A girl with long pink hair, a lazy expression, and headphones on sat next to her, almost sinking into the sofa, drowsy.

Perhaps because the posture was uncomfortable, the girl with long pink hair smacked her lips, moved her body and leaned her head on her sister's shoulder, closing her eyes and breathing sweetly.

"..." The girl with short white hair noticed the gazes from all around. A vein bulged on her forehead. She punched the girl next to her on the head and shouted angrily, "Tirpitz! Pay attention!"

"Okay." The girl with long flaxen hair brought a cup of tea from the kitchen and walked back to the living room gracefully. She looked at the red-haired girl who was sitting upright in the middle of the living room, being surrounded by people, with a well-behaved look on her face. She smiled slightly, walked over to her and handed the tea to her.

"Are you thirsty?" Lexington's gentle voice fell into the fearsome ears, and the impact it brought was no less than the roar of the battleship's main guns firing in unison.

Kewei stretched out his trembling hands and took the teacup from Lexington. He sniffed the elegant tea fragrance and forced a flattered smile: "Thank you, Lexington..."

"You're so polite." Lexington took the main seat and smiled faintly, "We're all sisters from the same tutelary fort. There's no need to be so polite."

Kewei smiled awkwardly: "Yes, Lexington is right."

The white-haired little loli lowered her head to sip her coffee and said without looking up: "Okay, enough nonsense, the Admiral is still messing around outside, let's get to the point."

"That makes sense." Lexington nodded and said softly, "Kewei, you should be well aware of why everyone invited you here, so... could you please give me the antidote?"

Kewei looked confused: "Antidote? What antidote?"

The Prince of Wales' eyes flashed with murderous intent: "Don't play dumb! You're the one who put the antidote for that drug in the Admiral's lemonade!"

"I don't understand what you are saying." Kewei raised his head and looked at the beautiful and gorgeous chandelier above his head. His focused and serious expression was as if he had seen something new.

"Crack..." Richelieu's palm made a creepy sound as she gripped the saber's handle. She took a deep breath, ran her fingers across the blade, and said calmly, "Do you think we can do nothing to you as long as you refuse to admit it?"

A trace of panic flashed in Kewei's eyes. She forced herself to calm down and looked at the white-haired girl who was standing beside her with her arms folded. She was wearing a black suit, gold-rimmed glasses, and had a cold expression on her face and pursed her thin lips.

"Miss Washington, I'm applying for legal aid. As a lawyer with a sense of justice, you wouldn't let me be forced to face charges that I don't have, would you?"

"Justice?" Washington tilted his head, a sneer on his face, and his thin lips parted as he uttered cold words:

"Who told you that lawyers have a sense of justice? Fighting tooth and nail to win for their employers is what makes a qualified lawyer. The kind you're talking about seems more like the heroine on a morning drama."

"Don't be silly." Looking at the fearsome, dazed look, Washington sighed. "If you're really that foolish, then I suggest you go to the fighting gym and have a passionate boxing match with Brooklyn. Her fierce straight punches might help clear your mind a little."

"..." Kewei remained silent. He didn't want this kind of sobriety.

Just as he was thinking about it, Omi suddenly let out a long breath, picked up the katana on his knees, slowly stood up, and walked over. The blood-red blade shone with a strange light in the sunset, which was breathtaking.

"You, you, you, you..." Kewei was frightened. Although it had been a few days since the scene of Omi testing his knife with the deep-sea monster was still vivid in his mind. The ferocious and crazy look was even more brutal than that of the deep-sea monster.

Although he didn't believe that Omi would use himself to test the knife, he was still instinctively afraid of the king of beasts, the tiger, even if it was locked in a cage. No one could remain calm when facing a sharp blade.

"Don't be afraid, I will be gentle." Omi looked at Kewei with an unusually gentle gaze.

"Don't come over here!" Kewei felt that the other party's wandering eyes were like choosing a suitable place to cut.

"In that case, hand over the antidote." North Carolina said lightly, playing with a tomahawk in her hand, with her long hair spread out behind her like feathers, looking like a pair of folded wings.

"I, I really don't know what the antidote is!"

Kewei whispered, and seeing Omi raise his sword and North Carolina toss his battle axe, he quickly said, "Wait! I really didn't lie! Because the alchemy potion I made doesn't have an antidote at all!"

"There's no antidote?" Veneto propped himself up with one hand on the chair and jumped to the ground. His red eyes stared at Kewei intently, the corners of his eyes twitching constantly. "Have you...thought about how you're going to die?"

The temperature around her dropped suddenly, and sharp gazes were like knives, cutting through Kewei's body. The girl's face turned pale and she shivered.

She cast her eyes towards her sisters outside the crowd and said pitifully, "Sister, sister, save me..."

Guanghui held his forehead and sighed, his eyes flickering, not daring to make contact with her. Shengli held the knight's sword and handed it to the girl standing in front of him: "You can use this sword during the execution."

"Hey!" Kewei couldn't help but yelled. After all, they were sisters. Even if she didn't want to help, she shouldn't kick her when she's down, okay?

King George V of England, looking elegant and graceful, sat on a mahogany chair, guarded by his sister, the Duke of York, who was also dressed as a knight. He held his chin with one hand and asked calmly: