【Xianyang】Siren

"What's the point of calculating the date? We are in the universe, and the artificially imagined fulcrum does not exist, my emperor. The world we live in has become shaky, as if everyone's time is going to be shaken off. Why do I leave? Maybe it is to go through a time war, get back the past time, and snatch the future time. There is no victory in this kind of battle. The winner and the loser are themselves. And I Not picking anything, maybe just seeing where it's going to be pushed."

Standing aside, Hilde frowned slightly. The emperor was just asking Reoenthal what he had been doing for the past few days without reason.But in exchange for such a nonsensical answer.

Brenhill has been moored in the temporary port of the interstellar asteroid belt for more than ten days, without any sign of movement—just like when Rosenthal left for no reason a few days ago.It is totally unreasonable for the Marshal with a heavy army in his hand to leave suddenly and then return suddenly on the space shuttle alone.Without waiting for the emperor to summon him, Reoenthal went straight to Brenhill, first went to the emperor's study and knelt down to plead guilty, but in Hilde's view, his apology was more like a routine.

At this moment, outside the window is a lead-colored sky, dark red and star-studded. It really doesn't matter whether the sun, the moon, or the years change, only dark red spots sprinkle on the silver-gray ground between the monarch and his subjects.Reinhard folded his fingers and rested his chin. There was no abnormality on his pale face. He didn't speak for a long time, but only looked at the people below him probingly; He raised his knees, held his head high, and his eyes, one black and one blue, shone too brightly.

Finally, the emperor waved him to his feet. "If you want to write poetry, Luo Yantar, you don't need to discuss it with me." Reinhard seemed a little upset, "Forget it, I don't have the heart to ask about your whereabouts. Or what you saw. It's just such a delay I don’t want to see the military affairs act a second time.” The emperor himself stood up, “This is the end of this matter, you can leave Branhill.”

Both Reoenthal and Hilde next to him couldn't help being surprised. "Is that all, Your Majesty?" Rosenthal stood upright, as if he had no intention of leaving.

"Do you still want to ask for a punishment? Should I put you in confinement or dismiss you?" Reinhard became more impatient, "Go back to your own flagship, Luo Yantar. Here...here... He hesitated, but there was some sadness in his voice, "I don't need anyone for the time being."

The black military boots straddled half a step, and Reinhard stood in front of Reinhard who was eager to leave. "Your Majesty," he ignored the ice-colored eyes that were accumulating anger, "I have been delayed for a few days, and I still have to say what I should have said. It doesn't matter whether I should leave Brunshire, but Brunshire Should get out of here."

"Oh?" Reinhardt raised the corners of his eyes, and his tone was very indifferent.Hilde had long since discovered that he had been staring at the closed door. "Then, why don't you just drive Brenhill away." Reinhardt turned his face to look at Roenthal, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, but there was no smile.

Hilde clutched the notepad in his hand tightly.Reinhard blinked, his eyes slowly turned from Reinhardt's face to the ground, and then to the universe outside the porthole.He bowed slightly and stepped back a little, "Your Majesty is really good at making jokes. But the main force of our army stays here, so it is not a joke. The fighting has stopped, no matter what is found in Iserlohn, there will be no Mittermeier. In response to the situation, Your Majesty, I think that I should leave the corridor immediately and return to Feisha."

After listening, Reinhard gave a clear and brief laugh, then turned around suddenly, "Miss Countess, I didn't know that you could still ask Marshal Reinhardt for help." Without waiting for Hilde's excuse, the emperor He tilted his head and smiled, "Miss Countess has been saying the same thing in my ear every day these days, and now it's your turn, as for this?" He shook his head again, "I just stayed a few more days, but it's worth it Are you talking over and over again?"

Luo Yantar was about to say something, but the emperor brushed his shoulder and walked straight forward, his voice became very low, "Why is he hindering you again?" The emperor walked aside, stretched out his hand to stroke his reddish cheeks Looking at the porthole, he turned his head slightly and asked, "Roenthal, do you still remember Gilfies?"

"I don't think anyone will forget Admiral Gilfils."

"Gilfies still remembers you."

Rosenthal was at a loss for words for a moment.

"We talked a lot last time. He remembered a lot of people and knew a lot of things. I am very happy because he has heard everything I said to him. Before that, he came and went in a hurry every time, but now, I almost Can't feel him at all, you know, he disappeared and never came back. That's too much. Why do you think that is?" Reinhardt turned around, his elongated shadow cast on the polished floor." He said that I was too busy, that he disturbed my world. Maybe it is really too crowded here, there is no room for Gilfies." His voice echoed in the empty cabin.

Hilde faced the emperor in the pale red light, but turned his head when speaking. "Marshal Rosenthal, His Majesty means please leave for now, you just—"

"No," Reinhardt shook his head and interrupted suddenly, "I mean, including you, Countess. I can't miss this opportunity, Countess, there will never be a next time. It's somewhere here, I may find what I should not have lost. Go away, with the others. I will remain alone on Brunhill...to the Cloister."

Turning a deaf ear to the objections of the two people present, Reinhardt changed his mental state just now, turned around and called the communication soldier, and gave the order to clear Brenhill with unusual firmness.The tone of his order was as clear and decisive as usual, except that this order had no feasibility at all.In the vast universe, a battleship like Brun Hill simply cannot be operated by one person alone.

The communications soldier was lost. "Please Rong Chen to arrange it." Luo Yantar seemed to be trying to smooth things over, but the emperor just looked out the window and seemed to have no objection.The marshal left the emperor's study with the messenger first.

Hilde was still standing where he was, a little at a loss for the sudden turn of events.The metal door opened and closed, and the marshal's blue cloak disappeared into the corridor outside. The dazzling red light made her eyes hurt a little.In the floating light and shadow, she seemed to see another crooked smiling face, shaking the wheelchair and rushing behind the marshal.She remembered that she hadn't seen Baron Kummel for several days, but unlike the emperor, she felt very relaxed about it.

No, I can't see him again.Heinrich, you should disappear forever.Hilde felt unspeakably flustered and pained.A trace of intuition that she had prevented herself from delving into it drifted out again, as if it was condensed and formed in front of her eyes right here and now.

When you were in Bamilion, why did you choose to go to Marshal Mittermeier instead of his good friend?Because you can smell danger, right?You know you can't put your chances in front of this man, right?He doesn't have any similarities with Heinrich, but who knows what such a dangerous man would do for a moment of glory?

"Didn't the Countess hear my order?" Reinhardt turned back from the window.

Hilde gathered his mind and hurriedly retreated to the door. "Your Majesty, forgive me." She hurriedly responded, and hurriedly withdrew.

The people on Brenhill had never seen the capable and calm chief of staff running around the ship like this.Hilde's short golden hair fluttered in the light rose-colored halo. She only felt that this short corridor seemed too long. In front of it was the command room, and the metal door seemed to be burning dazzlingly.Panting, she slapped her palm on the fingerprint reader.

A dull warning.Hilde hit it a few more times.The door was apparently closed.She felt cold all over, as if through the heavy dark red metal door, she saw Heinrich's distorted and pale smiling face again.Hilde took a few deep breaths, forced himself to calm down, and took out the communicator with shaking hands to send a warning to the emperor's guard.

But the door she was leaning on suddenly started to shake, and then moved away smoothly to both sides.Hilde quickly stabilized his body.

The people inside were busy, and there were no pale smiling faces of the dead.Reoenthal was sitting in front of the communication desk, turned his chair around when the door opened, and looked at Hilde quite friendly. "Miss Countess, unfortunately, the communication channel in the ship has been closed. I'm sorry, there was a small problem during the operation just now, and the door control failed, making Miss Countess wait for a long time."

"The lower officer hopes that Marshal Reuenthal will give a reasonable explanation." Hilde looked around, but there seemed to be no obvious signs of danger.

Rosenthal said a few words to the people next to him, and then turned to explain to Hilde, "Miss Countess, I think you are well aware that there are some things that have to be done right now. Please allow me to do something Let’s get through this round first, and wait until His Majesty’s mood calms down.”

"Arrangement of rights and interests?" Hilde strode forward, pushed away the operator closest to her, and leaned over to the screen.

Rosenthal raised his hand to stop the guards behind him, and watched Hilde enter the system without nervousness.

"Critical illness?! You actually said that Your Majesty..." She suddenly raised her voice, and this reaction seemed to be expected by Luo Yantar. He just leaned sideways on the operating table and raised his head to see her questioning appearance. "This is the rights and interests arrangement that the admiral said? I want to ask what the admiral wants to do? Hold His Majesty hostage?"

The command room fell into silence for a moment, and I don't know how many astonished eyes were cast on her.Rosenthal raised his eyebrows, showing a shocked expression. "Excuse me, Miss Countess, is Your Majesty the same as before?"

"What's the situation? What's the situation?" Hilde approached a few steps, staring at the marshal with golden and silver demon eyes, "Your Majesty misses his old friend, and it's just sad."

Reuenthal raised his eyelids and looked at her for a while. "Yes, it's the same if you think about it." He suddenly leaned up from the chair, leaned into her ear and whispered, "The countess understands very well, right? I can't give myself any chance."

Compared to her usual reaction, Hilde at this time was a little slow. "Make the opportunity... public?"

Reoenthal sat down again and straightened his collar. "In order for Marshal Mittermeier to receive it smoothly, this communication is public. I believe he will come back immediately after seeing it. For me personally, it is of course good for avoiding suspicion, lest I be a hundred times more stupid than the countess." Some people say that I am holding His Majesty hostage. Of course, more importantly, there will be no reason not to withdraw the troops when the time comes."

In Hilde's eyes, the doubts have not dissipated.She also bent down, her fingers pretending to move on the operating table. "Maybe it's a plausible intention. But in fact, you are deceiving yourself and trying to deceive others." She stared at the dots of light on the radar screen, "You said what you hoped for, Luo Yantar marshal."

And Luo Yantar also leaned over, tapped casually, and zoomed in on a certain star field. "Maybe my excuses are not so wrong? Your Majesty is ill, you know it, and I know it too. Maybe in this case, I should really leave, go back to Tristan, face what I have to face, be me What must be done. What do you think of the plan, Countess?"

Hilde's palms were slowly clenched in front of the screen. "Please forgive me, Admiral Rosenthal," she looked up from the top of the screen, looking up at the dark red stars, "I can't tolerate anyone hurting him, and it's right in front of my eyes? Never, never." Hilde sideways Turning around, vigilant eyes searched back and forth in the cabin, as if some danger would suddenly appear in the air.Baron Kummel's erratic figure is not here, maybe, he has never been here, he is just his own damn illusion.But she still needed to shake off the chill in her heart, and she couldn't help but support the cold and hard epaulettes on Royan Thar's shoulders, "You know, the Royan Klam Dynasty is also my dream, my hard work. I can't tolerate it Anyone who sabotages... please forgive me for saying too much."

Rosenthal suddenly laughed. "No, you're right, Miss Countess." He leaned forward, "I haven't finished my words yet, in fact, I plan to escort Brenhill back to Feisha immediately." Hilde felt placed on the other side The hand on the shoulder was pulled down, and something colder and harder was placed in the palm.At this time she started to sweat again, it was a small laser gun.

"It's up to you," Roenthal whispered to her again, "Will you hold me at gunpoint and force the fleet to retreat, or should I hold the countess hostage instead? This is the right thing, but it needs to be You choose who will do it. If you plan to disobey His Majesty's order, it is best to do it as a last resort. Is this arrangement better than the two of us holding His Majesty together to disobey orders?"

Hilde realized that his hands were sweaty and he could barely hold the gun.Rosenthal leaned back in his chair, looking at her with great interest.

"I have just communicated with Marshal Roenthal," Hilde straightened up, and said loudly to everyone on the bridge, "Your Majesty is in good health and has no plans to withdraw troops. His Majesty's order is that Boren Hill and his fleet, head to the star field around the Iserlohn Corridor immediately."

Rosenthal felt the gun being put back into his palm, and also felt a little bit of warmth from the female fingertips. "I won't make decisions for you." Hilde withdrew his hand and whispered, "What I want to see is his decision."

"You want to see him go after the phantom of death? The countess has always been shrewd, but I'm afraid..." Reuenthal seemed neither satisfied nor disappointed, and just put the gun back to his waist indifferently. "I don't know. It's just that I'm not qualified to comment. Speaking of which, I'm even a little eager to try." Rosenthal turned his head and looked outside.

Hilde also looked outside, shook his head silently, and did not respond to Reoenthal.She thought, there is no beauty in disillusionment at all, and that person would not choose to walk towards the darkness, she believed in this.She also needs to believe.Rather than chasing death, everyone who is forced to step on a hole in their heart needs an answer.So did she herself.

***

His back was sore and itchy, and he wanted to simply lift his neck and hands, but it seemed like he was under a heavy burden.Sencob knew then that he was not dead.

"Please don't move around." Yang turned out from nowhere.Xian Cobb blinked his eyes a few times, the light was a bit bright, but he still confirmed the figure in front of him.

Yang sat down beside him, "Can you hear me?" Xian Cobb nodded vigorously. "Understand?" Sincob nodded again.Yang tilted his neck in surprise, "Can't speak now?"

"I can tell you I'm not dead," replied Sencob.

Yang smiled, "Thank you for your confirmation." He picked up a drinking glass with a straw beside the bed, and Cobb took a shallow sip and moistened his lower lip. "Where are we?" he asked.

"Can't remember?" Yang put the water glass back, "Of course it's still on the werewolf. You're in the wolf's medical cabin now."

Xiankobu raised his head and sighed. "So it did. I was afraid you wouldn't be there in time to stop it."

"Marshal Mittermeier is a reasonable person, and he is not the kind of general who doesn't take soldiers' lives seriously. Although he seems to have misunderstood me, he always feels that I have gone around a long way to deliberately deceive him. I said that I It's not an idiot, if you know he's here, wouldn't it be easier to avoid him than to lie to him?" Yang said lightly, and glanced at the display data of the instrument next to Cobb, "He can still listen. You still come when you're unconscious saw you."

"How long have I slept?"

"The closed treatment in the deep sleep cabin lasts nearly ten hours."

Senkob raised an eyebrow. "That's enough to stay in bed for a week. I guess I've recovered." He looked at Yang Weili's flickering eyes, "Will he let us go, admiral?"

Sure enough, Yang stood up, scratched his head and turned around in front of the bed.Senkob was a little nervous.

"Sencob, I'm sorry I can't stay here, but Marshal Mittermeier has assured me of your personal safety during treatment. I can only trust him." Yang looked rather apologetic, and Sencob's heart sank. I know that things can't be perfect.Yang sat back again, looked down at his toes, "Now, I must go to see the emperor with Marshal Mittermeier..."

"How can that be done!" Xian Kobu started to get out of bed, but Yang Weili stopped him quite easily. "Why not?"

"I'm fine, Admiral, I'm really fine, just a little injury. Please let me be with Your Excellency..."

"Don't worry, Bobran will accompany me to Branhill..."

"What's the use of him!"

"...and Linz and Brumhalter."

Senkob was momentarily at a loss for words.He thought for a while with a gloomy face, and began to try to move his arms unhappily, "Although the emperor has issued a truce statement, it is no longer war time, but we really can't expect the other party to be too reasonable, I still feel like a prisoner ..."

"How could it be?" Yang pretended to be surprised, "This is Yang Weili, the former commander of Iserlohn Fortress, going to complete the meeting with Emperor Reinhardt." He paused, "Actually, I did the same with Mi Marshal Damaiah said."

Sencobb barked. "Oh? Then why did you release the pigeons last time? What happened to the official statement we issued?"

"I did encounter an assassination by the Earth Cult. In order to protect myself, I acted in a low-key manner and did it as a last resort."

Xenkobu frowned in thought, with the suspicion on his face undiminished. "Even if it is, what are you going to talk to the emperor about?"

Yang leaned closer and lowered his voice. "I don't know yet." He hastily stretched out a finger to touch Xiankobu's raised shoulder again, "No hurry, there is still a way to go, I'll think about it." Looking at Xiankobu's expression, he smiled again "Don't be dissatisfied, think about it, is there any other option? Let the Imperial Army escort us back to Iserlohn? Marshal Mittermeier is a nice person, but after all, he doesn't go out to do charity. Think again, why did we Will we meet him here? I guess, we may not be the only ones who know about the situation of the Siren, and if we restart the meeting with the emperor at this time, it may be a turning point."

These words silenced Senkob for a while. "Admiral," he solemnly grabbed Yang's hand again, "you should be more careful, I will depend on your Excellency for your life."

Yang stayed for a while, then took out his hand and patted the back of Xian Koub's hand a few times. "I also want to clear it up sooner." He scratched his hair helplessly, "The problem to be dealt with now is different from the last time. I may have to reconsider what I thought clearly...Iserlohn's Anwei, myself, and, what exactly is a siren?"

"Is it important?" Sencob looked around the room, "I'm not interested anymore."

"Whether something is important or not has nothing to do with whether we are interested in it or not." Yang's tone became a little serious.

Sencobb sensed it, but sighed softly. "Okay, Admiral Yang, don't take me for Julian, I don't want to listen to your class."

Yang was silent for a moment. "I don't know what's going on with them..."

"Aren't you worried? I have great confidence in Julian. He will do the right thing." Seeing Yang's expression, Cobb could only add, "Well, it could be dangerous at the same time. .”

***

Contact with the merchant fleet was lost for almost five days.Since Colonel Bagdash intercepted the Imperial Army's communications, Julian hadn't had a good night's sleep. He was afraid that he would delay the opportunity, and he was also worried that he would act rashly and destroy the fragile balance in front of him.Attenborough set off with the main fleet, but Felicity didn't say anything, but he probably had the same opinion in his heart.But the information available for analysis is still too thin and fragmented. Julian blamed himself for being blunt, unable to deduce the whole picture from the auspicious light like Yang Weili.

Boots always hit the ground.He waited for enough information, but what he needed to know was not necessarily what he wanted to know.Dozens of space shuttles carrying scientific research and other non-combatant personnel returned from the Siren Starfield, bringing back the news that Yang and others had encountered the Mittermeier fleet.

"It would have been nice if I had sent the fleet out of port a few days ago..." Julian blamed himself bitterly, "This was my mistake." Seeing that Felicia shook his head, he quickly added, "Yes, I know There is no need to say these things now, the important thing is the next step." Noticing that everyone was looking at him, Julian paused nervously.Catherine pushed over a glass of water, Julian glanced at him gratefully, and simply moistened his throat.

"Based on the time when the space shuttle came back, the battle in the Siren Starfield should have ended long ago. In any case, we are a step too late. The information obtained earlier can also make a preliminary judgment, and the emperor should also be rushing there. I think, if we set off now, we may face not only Marshal Mittermeier, but the emperor himself when we arrive at the Siren. Even if the emperor has not arrived with his army, our fleet will be difficult to deal with, let alone If the admiral is still trapped in the imperial army. I don’t think it’s meaningful to send troops now, and it won’t be the result the admiral wants to see, but..."

"It's just that," Athenpolo continued, "if the lives of the admiral and Lieutenant General Xiankobu depend on the kindness and etiquette of the imperial army, that is absolutely impossible."

Julian nodded. "As Admiral Athenborough said. Fleet warfare is our last option. Right now, we should think of other ways."

"Then I would like to add something," Felicia said softly, "the etiquette of the imperial army is not completely unreliable, but we have to ask for it ourselves. If the admiral is really in the imperial army, then What reason? In what capacity? You know, in the public information, he has... I mean, we have to find a way to get back the words. Besides, according to the previous agreement, we are in a state of truce with the Imperial Army, Morally speaking, they should not detain the admiral."

Kaguelun pursed his lips. "The premise is that the emperor doesn't backtrack. And we don't give him reasons."

"That's too bad," Attenborough spread his hands, "The admiral is fighting with them, isn't that a reason?"

"We still can't judge the specific situation over there." Julian said in a deep voice, and he looked around carefully, "So I think that the courtesy negotiation still needs to take this step in person."

"Negotiation?!" Attenborough raised his voice in surprise, "Julian, don't tell me that you plan to negotiate by yourself? Go over and knock on the door, ah, emperor, I am the commander of Iserlohn Fortress, here to meet you Admiral Yang is going back, is that right?"

Julian nodded seriously, "It's almost like that."

Kaguerun choked several times while holding the water glass.

"I'm going too." Felicity supported Julian at this time. "I serve in the provisional government. Speaking of which, this should also belong to foreign affairs."

Julian looked at Felicia gratefully again, and then explained to everyone. "Maybe the emperor won't pay attention to me at all. Of course it's very possible. But it doesn't matter. What we want to think about is what the admiral will do. Before the accident, the admiral was going to meet with the emperor in order to win a favor for Iserlohn." The long-term status may not be limited to Iserlohn, just for a place where the seeds can germinate. He has not completed this matter. But now, the appearance of the Sirens has changed a lot, and even endangered the lives of some people, so the admiral also To deal with the issue of the Siren. It seems that it is still unfinished. If he stands in front of the emperor, he will continue to do these things, and the premise is to make the emperor believe him and make the emperor aware of the issue of the siren. We This is what you can participate in.”

Merkaz nodded approvingly at first, then worried. "Commander, what you said is right, but there is a prerequisite for all of this, and that is that Royan Klamm still has the same thinking about the current Iserlohn at the time of the armistice."

"I can only assume that." Julian admitted, "The situation has changed. If the emperor only wants to restart the war and conquer every corner of the galaxy, then I have no other choice but to deal with it desperately."

Merkaz nodded with a smile. "I understand. Commander, you can rest assured that I will do my best when it comes to defense."

After Julian finished thanking him, Attenborough knocked on the table vigorously. "Wait, I said, has this matter already been decided? What about me? Commander, you haven't said what I should do yet."

The young commander lowered his head for a while, then raised his eyes firmly, "Admiral Attenborough, I need you to take the fleet out of port." Looking at Mercaz and Felicity, he clenched his fists unconsciously, and Gu Zi nodded, "You have to act covertly, and you must not come into direct contact with the imperial fleet. But you can't be too far away from the diplomatic fleet to ensure that the communication signal is absolutely unblocked."

"I understand." Attenborough suddenly said solemnly, "This time, we can't make any mistakes, right?"

Everyone fell into deep thought, until Kajielun suddenly reminded, "But Murat... Speaking of which, the Admiral Murat has been in Iserlohn for three days, and he has already finished his condolences. Why doesn't he leave? It’s really annoying, like his emperor, the war is over and our obituary has been published, why doesn’t he leave? He insists on staying here and causing trouble for us.”

"What do you want to say!"

"I just want to remind everyone that it may be a good idea to salute first before soldiers, but the emperor's special envoy of condolence is a living person in the fortress, what are you going to do with him?"

Athenpolo was about to make a few inconsequential remarks before Julian could speak, when suddenly the doorbell rang twice, and then the microphone at the door was turned on. "Can I come in and say a few words, please? This is Nethar Murat. Sorry, I've been eavesdropping."

This unexpected situation made everyone stunned in their seats, and finally Julian had to break the silence and "invite" Murat inside.The first-rank general of the Imperial Army was in the highest-level meeting of Iserlohn Fortress in this way. The admiral looked a little shy. As soon as he came in, he looked at all the gentlemen present and explained with a reddish face. After seeing the guard at the gate (and emphasizing that he was only temporarily unconscious), he had sneaked in for a long time; he even suggested with embarrassment that, in his opinion, the defense inside the fortress is really a bit chaotic at the moment.

"It's really rude." Kajielun sullenly said, "The commander of the defense of the fortress really has an inescapable responsibility for this."

Murat immediately took over the words, "But if Lieutenant General Senkob is not in the fortress and needs to be in charge of the defense of the fortress remotely, it really seems difficult."

Yuri looked at him quietly.Murat greeted the young commander and explained his actions these days.It turned out that after Murat completed the set task, she planned to meet the rose knights who had captured this former imperial city, but most of this elite land army, together with their current commander and the company at the time The captain was with Cobb, but disappeared from the fortress collectively.After many inquiries, Murat learned that these people all left on merchant ships before entering the port.Will they abandon Iserlohn after Yang's death?Murat felt strange.

"So I planned to get some information from the guard who was assigned to me. Of course, some small tricks were used, but please rest assured that the situation is not serious, and please don't blame him too much. The guard just told me something The story of death and resurrection. I heard everyone discussing it just now...it seems to be true." Murat finished speaking with some embarrassment.

Julian pondered for a moment, then stood up suddenly. "Admiral Murat," the young man's eyes sparkled, "are you willing to go with me to see His Majesty Reinhardt?"

"Yes, that's why I came here to explain... Maybe you think too much... Your Majesty will understand..." He answered clearly, but looked at Attenborough with uncertainty, "But..."

Attenborough smiled heartily. "It's two different things. You go to reply to the emperor, and I'll bring back Admiral Yang. Please don't interfere with Admiral Murat. Of course I'm going, no matter what you or the emperor think."

***

At the edge of the light-changing astral belt where the Siren is located, the evacuated Mittermeier fleet detected the coordinates of friendly forces. The emperor's flagship Brenhill and his fleet can be displayed on the far-end radar. When Brenhill replied, the emperor stated that he was aware of the situation reported by Mittermeier and agreed to meet with Yang Weili.After the vanguards of the two armies converged, the emperor specially sent a small cruiser to greet them.

"Roenthal! How could it be you!"

Mittermeier was surprised to see his friend appear from the cruise ship.This reception specification seems exorbitant.

"I asked to come here myself." Luo Yantar put his hand on his friend's shoulder with a relaxed face, "Your Majesty, I have to tell you in advance that I may not see Yang Weili so soon. No, there is no big problem, Don't think about it... You'll know when you go... I can't wait, I want to see it for myself first. This is really an unimaginable miracle."

Mittermeier suppressed his doubts for the time being, and agreed with Reoenthal's evaluation.

"So what exactly happened?" As he spoke, Rosenthal and Mittermeier walked towards the werewolf bridge together.

Mittermeier smiled wryly at first. "Ashamed to say," he then pointed to the closed corridor on the other side, explaining that it was being repaired. "Yang Weili's guards broke into my flagship."

There was a narrow smile in Reoenthal's blue eyes. "Oh? Then it's about each other." He shook his head, "I've also encountered this kind of thing. Then?"

"Then there is the matter of the star. I think you probably know something about it. When I see Your Majesty, I will explain it in detail. Don't ask me to say it twice. Listening to them, it seems that they care about the red star. Their stars are called Sirens."

"Siren?" Luo Yantar laughed, "It's quite appropriate. I heard that this thing cost you a few ships. Where is Yang Weili?"

Mittermeier shook his head. "No, they didn't bring the fleet out. According to Yang Weili, he just went to inspect the Siren. I find it unbelievable. However, when he attacked my flagship, some of his subordinates were injured. The most seriously injured general The officer is in the infirmary right now. To be honest, when I first saw him, I really thought he wouldn't survive."

"Who?"

"Walter von Schenkob, the famous commander of the Rose Knight, is the one who captured the Iserlohn Fortress."

"We met once." Luo Yantar curled his lips, "Fighting skills are not bad." He suddenly took a big step, and when Mittermeier followed in confusion, Luo Yantar suddenly stopped and looked Looking at him, as if suddenly thought of something.

"What?" Mittermeier looked at him.

Roenthal stood still, leaning slightly against the red light-covered side porthole, with his fingers resting on his chin. "You said that Xenkob was on the wolf?"

"Yes, so?"

"So, you don't mind if I stop by your flagship for a while? It's not me that His Majesty wants to see. You can take Yang Weili to go first. I plan to meet Xian Kobu."

Mittermeier's mouth was half-opened, with a puzzled expression on his face. "If you want to fight against him, you'd better wait for him to recover from his injury first."

"I didn't expect that the moral standard of the officer is so low in the eyes of your Excellency. It's really sad." Luo Yantar sighed, "But the officer has no interest in this kind of bravery for the time being, I just want to tell this Cobb, I secretly told you to save him. Let’s see how he reacts. I think he won’t forget who I am. You don’t mind if I temporarily snatch this honor from you, do you? ?”

"Has your sense of humor always been this bad?"

"So you think I did it out of a sense of humor?"

"Then what are you doing?"

"Of course it's to annoy him." Reuenthal continued to walk lightly.