Azur Lane: The Tragic Admiral’s Azur Life

In the development dock, late at night.

Under normal circumstances, this place should be very quiet now, but today is different. Although it appears to be the same as usual, in fact, Frederick, Mainz and Odin are all gathered here, waiting to return to the Iron Blood through the warp system.

Huteng had already returned, but that didn't mean they didn't need to rush back. In addition to Ron who had to stay to cooperate with the data collection, even Frederick had just finished replacing the new ship equipment and had to prepare to return immediately.

Of course, since Hu Teng left first, they had to take Hu Teng's share back to her.

"Commander, we will leave first then."

Frederick spoke to Yang Sikang gently and elegantly. He nodded and then reminded again:

"Don't forget what I reminded you of. It's very important."

"Of course, I remember it very clearly and I know how important it is. Haha, I'm already looking forward to it."

Frederick smiled, but there was something chilling in his smile.

They stood in the dock as gray fog rose up and quickly enveloped them.

After a few seconds, there was no one in the dock.

The only one left was Ron. Yang Sikang turned to look at her:

"Okay, you'll be the only one staying here for now. I may not be able to accompany you throughout these few days, but if you need anything, just let me know. I should be able to prepare everything for you before I go back."

Yang Sikang smiled softly and added:

"Our fleet now has a fairly rich supply storage."

"Okay~ But I don't think I have any more needs."

Ron, who had been frequently active outside in the past two days and participated in the battle against the Siren patrol fleet with his companions, seemed very satisfied. There was no trace of the cold and cruel temperament he had during the battle. He looked like a gentle, reliable and intimate big sister.

It has to be said that Ron's personality makes her performance quite deceptive most of the time.

"But the next few days will be a period of high-frequency testing and data collection."

"No problem. I have made the corresponding preparations. I hope my data can be useful for your research."

Ron's tone was brisk, without a trace of gloom in it. Yang Sikang smiled and nodded, and the two left the dock while chatting.

It was not until he returned to his room, took a simple shower and lay down on the bed that Yang Sikang finally relaxed.

"Huh... The Iron Blood matter can be temporarily concluded after Ron's data collection is completed. The rest can only be handled by Frederick and the others. Then, I have to deal with the matter of Enterprise soon... Heh, I mentioned it shortly after I became the commander, but it has been delayed until now."

Yang Sikang sighed, then sneered:

"There must be some troublesome secrets here. Those guys want to hide it, but I want to find out the truth and the whole story. This may be related to their targeting me when I first became the commander. After finding out the truth, if possible, I will give them a hard time and give them a small reward."

The corners of Yang Sikang's mouth rose slightly. He would not have any psychological burden no matter what the White Eagle politicians did.

The longer he stayed with White Eagle, the more certain he was that if those idiots hadn't held them back, at least White Eagle's Ship Girl Command would have done much better than it is now. Maybe when the QX-306 had an accident, there might have been room for rescue, and he wouldn't have been so confused.

Moreover, if those guys hadn't been messing around, he would have already taken over the unconscious business long ago. Why would he wait until now and cause all the troubles to pile up at once!

The more Yang Sikang thought about it, the angrier he became, but he quickly adjusted himself and didn't let his emotions control his thoughts.

While thinking about the Royal Avalon and the starry sea that White Eagle had prepared to some extent, Yang Sikang's consciousness gradually became blurred and he fell into a deep sleep.

"Master, master?"

Yang Sikang woke up slowly, and the moment he woke up, his dizzy mind suddenly became clear.

He opened his eyes and saw Belfast leaning over beside him, looking at him with concern:

"Good morning, Master. Did you sleep a little restlessly last night?"

"last night?"

Yang Sikang wanted to answer no. His need for sleep meant that he would not suffer from poor sleep. After all, his sleep was essentially more like a rest under meditation.

But when the words came to his lips, he thought about it instinctively and was suddenly stunned.

He vaguely felt that he had a dream last night, but he couldn't remember what he dreamed about. However, when he thought of this, he instinctively felt a little anxious, as if what he dreamed about last night was somewhat important.

This made him frown subconsciously, but he immediately thought of Belfa and relaxed his brows:

"I think I had a dream, but I can't remember what I dreamed about. It shouldn't be anything important... Is it late now?"

"Yes, it's an hour later than your usual wake-up time."

"One hour."

Yang Sikang read it once and sighed softly:

"If something like this happens again, just wake me up and don't worry about my rest time, as long as I really rested for a long time the night before."

"Okay, Master. However, you seem to be in a bad state now. I have prepared a bath for you and will send you some soup later. Please enjoy it first before thinking about work."

Beifa's tone did not allow for objection, so Yang Sikang nodded and did not refuse.

It was not until he lay in the bathtub, submerged in the warm water and gradually relaxed that Yang Sikang began to recall last night's dream again.

However, everything related to last night's dream disappeared completely. Apart from vaguely knowing that I seemed to have had a dream, I could not remember anything else.

This was not a strange thing, but it made him feel strange when it happened to him.

There was no reason for him to dream normally.

Click.

A crisp sound was heard, Yang Sikang opened his eyes and turned to look towards the bathroom door, and Belfast walked in.

She was not wearing a maid outfit. Her long white hair was tied up high, and her slender neck was stained with a little crimson. She was only wrapped in a bath towel that was not quite the right size. This made her figure curves fully exposed while it was quite difficult to cover her lower body. The ring of promise on her left hand reflected beautiful light under the light.

Befa didn't say anything, walked barefoot across the shower area and came to the back of the bathtub.

"This is too tempting so early in the morning. This is not like your style, Befa."

Yang Sikang teased softly, Beifa blushed slightly and replied softly:

"You don't look like you've had a good rest. Being too tired will affect your physical condition. Miss Dafeng said that this should help you get rid of your fatigue."