Elder brother's garrison

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But the Dean of the Deep Sea Institute is different.

Unlike fragile humans, the Deep Sea Deans, as the highest-ranking beings in the deep-sea pyramid, are naturally thick-skinned, resilient, and powerful. They are also extremely warlike. While they may manage to control their own territories normally, whenever the Deep Sea Deans lead their respective fleets to meet in the same area, the two fleets, under the leadership of the Deep Sea Deans, go from mutual dislike to verbal disputes, and then escalate into large-scale armed conflicts in the deep sea. In the end, it is quite normal for both sides to be badly injured and suffer heavy losses.

Fighting each other is a daily routine for the Deans of the Deep Sea.

In other words, the Deans of the Deep Sea Sect are already used to fighting each other.

Leaving aside other sea areas, in the deep-sea city within Chapter 8 alone, there were life-or-death battles between Kamikaze and Savoy, and between Savoy and Barbarossa. After the incident subsided, although the parties involved still gave each other the cold shoulder, their relationship didn't completely collapse. For them, being attacked by their own people was quite infuriating, but after all, they weren't newcomers to the world of combat. The "hatred" stemming from the fighting wasn't nearly as deep in the hearts of the deep-sea deans as it was in humans.

However, the lack of depth does not mean that the hatred does not exist.

"Barbarossa, come back soon!"

Kamikaze stamped his feet and whispered to Barbarossa.

"Why are you going over there to offer comfort? Don't forget, the guy in front of you was about to kill you with a single shot!"

Kamikaze's voice came urgently from one end of the room to the other, but no matter how impatient he was, Kamikaze seemed afraid that Frederick the Great on the bed would suddenly erupt again and open fire on everyone while Xiaobai was not around, so he didn't dare to take a step in Frederick the Great's direction.

The call of the divine wind echoed in their ears, but neither Barbarossa by the bed nor Frederick the Great on the bed made any move.

The two directors of the Deep Sea Academy simply looked at each other.

The scene was incredibly quiet for a moment.

"..."

"..."

"You didn't intend to kill me." Finally, Barbarossa spoke softly to Frederick the Great.

"..."

Frederick the Great did not respond, but simply stared at Barbarossa expressionlessly.

"Is that right?" Barbarossa continued to ask when Frederick the Great did not respond.

"..."

Frederick the Great remained silent.

But even though Frederick the Great said nothing, Barbarossa, who had been keeping his eyes on her, seemed to have gotten the answer from her state.

Finally, Barbarossa closed his eyes contentedly and left Frederick the Great's bedside amidst the call of the divine wind.

Barbarossa slowly returned to the side of Kamikaze.

"Oh my goodness, you're finally back!" Upon seeing Barbarossa return unharmed, Kamikaze rushed over in a fluster. She slapped Barbarossa's shoulders and waist repeatedly, then pinched and carefully examined her cheeks several times. Finally, seeing that Barbarossa wasn't injured, Kamikaze let out a long sigh of relief, saying with a resentful expression, "Don't you know how dangerous that was! You were only one step away from Frederick, just one step! What if she suddenly tried to do something to you? Blah blah blah..."

Kamikaze suddenly started nagging like a worried old lady.

Savoy, standing to the side, listened to Kamikaze's ramblings with a speechless expression.

"Kamikaze, I don't remember you ever being this enthusiastic before," Savoy said, tilting his head in a sarcastic tone.

"What do you mean by being enthusiastic! Aren't we all family now? Don't you know what 'if the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold' means? We were all packed up and sent to our good sister's house together. What if Barbarossa gets herself into trouble? How am I supposed to explain this to Yamato-sensei?!" Kamikaze turned around and raised his eyebrows as soon as he heard this, starting to condemn Savoy, who seemed to have a very narrow mind.

"..."

Savoy covered her ears. Although she didn't say anything, her face was full of confusion, as if she wondered how I had ended up fighting with this guy.

The conversation among the Deep Sea Deans seemed to touch a nerve with Frederick the Great, who, who had been lying motionless on the bed, slowly turned his head and looked at Kamikaze.

Kamikaze was facing away from Frederick the Great, but even so, the moment Frederick's gaze fell upon Kamikaze's smooth back, Kamikaze sensed his gaze. The Kamikaze who had been speaking fluently just a second ago suddenly shivered, her voice abruptly stopping. Then, Kamikaze's shoulders hunched tightly, and she sprang up like a spring, hiding behind Barbarossa. She only dared to peek half her head out from behind Barbarossa's shoulder, looking fearfully towards Frederick the Great.

Fortunately, Frederick the Great had no intention of doing anything.

Frederick the Great on the bed simply watched Kamikaze quietly for a while before turning his gaze away.

Seeing this, Kamikaze, who had been extremely tense, breathed a sigh of relief.

"Kamikaze, why have you become so much more timid than before?" Savoy didn't miss this opportunity, his face full of schadenfreude.

"Go away! What do you know, you stinking Lu Ji! I was pushed out by you to lead the rebellion, you know? Now I'm hated a lot!" Shenfeng's face turned red, but he still stubbornly explained, "As the saying goes, the first bird to stick its head out gets shot. If it happens to you, it's just a matter of 'the masses don't punish,' but if it happens to me, it's a case of killing the chicken to scare the monkey! Of course I have to be careful!"

"That's it. That's it."

"What, you don't believe me?!"

"Ah, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes."

"You tm..."

Kamikaze and Savoy started arguing back and forth.

Barbarossa watched silently as Kamikaze and Savoy bickered. She rubbed her cheek, which had been pinched by Kamikaze, and silently walked out of the house.

Step out of the house.

The noisy environment suddenly became much quieter.

On the waterway outside, Xiaobai stood next to a large, blue land-based ship. Pachina, barely clothed, lay sprawled on the massive ship, yawning incessantly and chatting idly with Xiaobai below. Their conversation seemed to revolve around the daily life of the naval base, such as the embarrassing behavior of Abyssal Yamato on a certain day, or how tiring the work of the naval base's maid was, and how she preferred the sofa at home, so it would be best not to bring her along next time.

When Barbarossa came out of the room, Xiaobai, who was chatting with Pachina, looked over and greeted him with a smile.

"Barbarossa, you've come."

"..."

Barbarossa blinked and walked up to Little White.

"How did it go? Did you manage to chat with Frederick?"

"Yes." Barbarossa nodded.

"It seems the conversation went quite smoothly. What did you talk about?"

“She didn’t intend to kill me,” Barbarossa said, his eyes sparkling.

"what?"

"Ah."

"Oh..." Xiaobai nodded as if he understood, looking thoughtfully at Barbarossa's expression.

Barbarossa had actually told Xiaobai this conclusion before Xiaobai even arrived, and seeing her repeating it to herself now, it must have been confirmed by Frederick the Great.

Seeing Barbarossa's piercing gaze, Xiaobai did not press for further details.

However, even without digging deeper, Xiaobai already had a pretty good idea of ​​the conclusion.

Xiao Bai had personally experienced Frederick the Great's fighting prowess.

A deep-sea battleship like Frederick the Great, with its pinnacle of gunnery and firepower, would have been far too powerful to endanger Kamikaze and the others on the battlefield. Given their demonstrated strength, they shouldn't have survived this long. Frederick the Great could have easily eliminated them one by one, then come and slowly wear down Shiro. Shiro, at that time, wouldn't have been able to stop her. Furthermore, Frederick the Great's artillery firepower was so strong that even a direct hit on Shiro's land-based rigging would leave significant damage. The same bombardment that day, hitting Barbarossa so hard, wouldn't have resulted in her merely being badly damaged.

From this, we can infer that Frederick the Great held back a great deal of his power against Kamikaze and the others.

At least at that time, there was no intention to take their lives.

“Barbarossa, you must be the person who has spent the most time with Frederick in this deep-sea city, right?” Little White asked Barbarossa with a smile.

"And the deep-sea Hindenburg."

"As expected, it's a trio. Just like Kamikaze-neechan said," Shiro exclaimed. "You guys must have a very deep bond."

"Fortunately."

"I reckon you're the only one in the entire eighth chapter who forgave Frederick."

"I have not forgiven her."

"Indeed, the friendship of many years is still very strong..." Xiaobai was about to sigh when she suddenly froze. She quickly looked at Barbarossa, "Eh? Wait, what did you say?"

“I haven’t forgiven her,” Barbarossa repeated earnestly.

“Uh… but Barbarossa, didn’t you just say that Frederick didn’t intend to kill you…”

“But it’s a fact that she hit me,” Barbarossa said seriously. “I don’t hate her now, but I’m not going to forgive her either.”

"Hahahaha!" Pachina, who was lying on the ship's equipment, burst out laughing.

"……"noob.

Barbarossa's theory was so logically consistent that Xiaobai was speechless for a moment.

how to say.

The matter between Barbarossa and Frederick the Great... well, it's a private feud between the sisters, a kind of family dispute. Although their sisterly relationship was indeed slightly "stirred up" by Xiaobai, it's still a family matter. No matter how Barbarossa views Frederick, Xiaobai, as an outsider, really can't say anything.

"We'll all be family from now on... There might be many more opportunities to get to know each other in the future..." Xiao Bai could only manage a couple of polite words.

“Hmm.” Barbarossa agreed with Little White’s words.

Chapter 2193

Deep Sea Yamato quickly relayed the message to the others in the city that Shiro had woken up and that they were preparing to go home.

Upon hearing the news, the directors of the Deep Sea Institute of Oceanography arrived one after another from all directions of the city.

In an instant, Loki, Musashi of the Deep Sea, Ryujo of the Deep Sea, Bismarck of the Deep Sea, Tirpitz of the Deep Sea... one after another, the Deans of the Deep Sea emerged from the end of the waterway and rushed to Little White's side.

Less than half an hour later, a large group of people of all colors gathered in front of the house where Frederick the Great was imprisoned.

The Deep Sea Deans are creatures that naturally activate the surrounding deep-sea aura. As the Deep Sea Deans continue to gather, the concentration of the surrounding deep-sea aura also surges. The dark, oppressive deep-sea aura almost materializes, turning into wisps of thick, moist mist that swirl around everyone's hands and feet.

The atmosphere was quite lively even amidst the thick fog that carried the scent of the deep sea.

"Sigh, what a pity, we have to go back to the naval base so soon." Deep Sea Ryujo looked around at the dense deep-sea atmosphere with regret. She tried to grab the deep-sea mist around her with her hand, but as soon as the mist was grasped into her hand, it was absorbed into her body and could not last long. "The sky over the naval base is always clear, there is no deep-sea atmosphere in the air, and the sun is particularly strong. After staying there for a long time, I really miss the taste of home."

"Then you can ask the Admiral for permission to stay here for a vacation. I'm sure she won't mind in the short term," Loki said calmly, offering a reminder after hearing Deepsea Ryujo's complaints.

"Huh? Really?" Deep Sea Dragon's eyes lit up immediately upon hearing this. "Is it possible?"

“The Admiral is kind-hearted and I believe he won’t make things difficult for you, Long Xiang.” Loki closed his eyes.

"That's great, I'll go right away..."

“However, the human fleet of Chapter Eight might advance here at any time. If you are discovered by the fleets of other naval bases, in order to protect the admiral's reputation, please be prepared to commit suicide on the spot and leave no evidence.” Loki opened his eyes, looking serious. “I believe the admiral will be grateful for your heroic sacrifice.”

"Uh... well, then forget it... Thinking about it carefully, going back to the naval base is not bad, not bad at all..." Deep Sea Dragon suddenly shrank his neck in fear.

"Ah wu——"

Beside Deep Sea Dragon, Deep Sea Musashi opened his mouth wide and bit Deep Sea Yamato's fist, grinding his snow-white teeth against it.

"Musashi, wait a little longer, we'll be back at the naval base soon. Once we're back, you can eat whatever you want, whether it's grilled sausages or biscuits..." Deep Sea Yamato raised his fist, looking at Deep Sea Musashi grinding her teeth on his hand, and couldn't help but sigh, "Why don't you learn from your Super Yamato sister? Look how composed she is."

"I am deeply grateful for this compliment!" Upon hearing Deep Sea Yamato's praise, Super Yamato blushed instantly, covering her face and unable to hide her embarrassment.

"Awoo... Awoo..."

"...Can't she speak?" Kamikaze, who was not far away, noticed the conversation. She raised an eyebrow and curiously came closer.

"Huh? You mean Musashi? Sigh... I'm getting a headache just thinking about this." Yamato sighed. "Musashi has been at the naval base for so long and has been immersed in culture for so long. It's no exaggeration to say that even Oscar, who's studying with her, can say a few words about noon. But she just can't learn a single human word."

"Uh..." Kamikaze stared blankly at Deep Sea Musashi.

"Oh right, but it's not just Musashi who can't learn human language in our naval base, there are others who are also in trouble," Yamato Akami quickly said.

"Who else?"

"Look over there." Yamato Shinkai raised his chin, gesturing for Kamikaze to look next door.

Kamikaze subconsciously turned around and saw that not far away, the two Deep Sea Deans, one green and one gold, were closely huddled together. The gold one was lying in the green one's arms, sleeping peacefully. The green one was holding the gold one with one arm, scratching his head with the other, and occasionally surveying his surroundings.

"Those two are Deep Sea Bismarck and Deep Sea Tirpitz. Get to know each other; you'll be neighbors from now on."

"Uh...they can't talk either?"

"Yes, have you ever seen them speak?"

"No, not at all... I thought they were mute before..." Kamikaze muttered.

"Oh, right? Speaking of which, how did you deep-sea deans of Chapter 8 learn human language?" Deep-sea Yamato looked over curiously.

"Well... it's Frederick's religion."

"Huh? She can do this too?"

"It's something like using mental energy to instantly implant knowledge into your head." Kamikaze patted his head. "Before coming to Chapter 8, people like Savoy and Zuikaku from the Deep Sea had been actively contacting human cities, so they knew a little bit of human language. But I don't know any at all. To make it easier for us to communicate, Frederick spent some time integrating their language skills and then shared them with us."

"Wow, you can even do that?" Yamato Akami exclaimed in surprise.

"Should we have Frederick give yours a shot too?" Kamikaze asked, looking at Deep Sea Musashi.

"Oh well, I still think natural is better." Deep Sea Yamato quickly hugged Deep Sea Musashi.

As Deepsea Yamato moved, a thick deep-sea fog swept over them with a whoosh.