Red Whale Island, port.

The crowd was buzzing.

Nuo Lan sat cross-legged on the deck, with a sharp long knife flashing in front of her.

At this time, he was concentrating on carefully wiping any possible stains on the blade.

As a swordsman who wants to go further in his kendo career, no matter how busy he is and burdened with chores, he must take some time every day to maintain the swords he lives with day and night.

This was what I was solemnly warned on the first day I entered the "Shuunen Kendo Hall".

In this regard, Nolan did not slack off at all.

Not far in front of him, the pirates who had just been chained hung their heads in frustration. Under the surveillance of the sailors, they were escorted off the warship and headed to the temporary prison at the base, where they would wait until they arrived in a few days.

A transport ship from a nearby prison arrives.

What awaits them will be a foreseeable, gloomy and bleak second half of their lives.

Nolan actually didn't know much about how the navy dealt with these criminal pirates.

He didn't care much about it, and he had no intention of exploring it in depth.

For him, under the orders of his superiors, taking these pirates out of the sea and sending them to prison has completed his job as a navy soldier.

Everything else has nothing to do with him.

In fact, compared to these, Nolan has more important things to deal with right now.

His eyes were slightly focused and his consciousness was concentrated.

Like a layer of transparent glass covered with mist, light blue translucent text slowly appeared in front of my eyes.

【03:15:21】

【03:15:20】

【……】

Quietly, when she woke up this morning, Nuolan discovered that the countdown had reappeared.

Not surprisingly, he had already been mentally prepared.

After all, I have been in the pirate world for so many days, and it is time to travel again.

As for the detailed arrangements before the time travel, he was short of time and had not had time to prepare.

Don't panic, I've been here so many times and I'm already familiar with the road.

Nuo Lan thought that at most she could find a deserted corner before the countdown ended.

In order to avoid being noticed by the people around you when you come back here later.

In fact, to a large extent, Nuolan is still looking forward to the appearance of the countdown.

As mentioned before, his current situation in the branch can be said to be a bit embarrassing.

Although his life is safe, there is no possibility of rapidly improving his strength in a short period of time.

This year's only spot to go to the elite training camp at the headquarters has already been taken by Roy.

Presumably the other party will soon arrive at the naval headquarters "Marinvando" by now.

Nolan stared at the beating numbers in front of her, a flash of hope flashing in her eyes.

Now my final way out can only be found in another world.

With this thought in my mind, I suddenly heard the shouts of my navy colleagues.

"Nolan, Chief Derek asked you to go to the office."

Derek?

Nuolan nodded upon hearing this, indicating that she understood.

But he was slightly startled in his heart.

He naturally knows this Commander Derek.

As the nominal leader of Navy Base 261, the Branch Brigadier, he is his immediate boss.

Even though he has never met, he has already heard of the other person's existence.

only……

Nolan looked a little confused.

According to gossip in the base, this brigadier general was suddenly parachuted in a few years ago and is not familiar with the navy members in the branch.

Although he has the highest military rank in the branch, he does not do anything. Normally, Colonel Flair handles all matters in the army.

An ordinary navy man like himself might not see him a few times a year.

Coupled with the fact that the opponent was rumored to be weak in strength and arrogant, he could not convince the public at all.

Brigadier General Derek does not seem to want to take control of the power. He has kept a low profile for several years and has not participated in base-related activities at all.

Why was he suddenly called over now?

Nuolan walked on the road, her thoughts racing.

Thinking about what happened recently, a vague idea gradually emerged in my mind.

You know, half a month ago, Colonel Flair took most of the elites in the base to the Navy Headquarters.

And these elites are basically confidants trained by the other party.

In other words, the current branch 261 is at the time when the power on Flar's side is at its most empty.

In this case, does Brigadier General Derek's sudden action, which is different from the past, mean...

"No way..."

Nuo Lan murmured, the expression on his face was very subtle.

Don't blame him for thinking too much, after all, as long as there is a conflict of interest, intrigues between people are inevitable.

Even if it represents the official "Navy", this phenomenon can at most be restrained under the constraints of superiors and relevant regulations, and cannot be completely eliminated.

But even if it was true as Nolan thought, Brigadier General Derek wanted to take advantage of Colonel Flair's departure from the base to use some means.

Then what's the point of calling him, a soldier who just entered the base not long ago?

Compared to yourself, the backbone of the branch like Major Shirota is more worthy of wooing, right?

Regarding this, until he came to the door of the other party's office, he had no idea why.

I secretly organized my thoughts and considered how I would respond if I was really asked to take sides in the meeting.

Nolan slowly knocked on the door.

"Tuk, Tuk, Tuk."

"Come in."

A gentle male voice came from the room.

When he opened the door, he saw a tall and straight middle-aged man with a kind face.

Unlike most officers in the army who are tall and strong, Commander Derek's figure appears to be a bit thin.

Paired with the pair of black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, he looked more like a clerk sitting in an office doing work than a commodore.

The ability of perception is quietly working.

The other party did not feel as strong a sense of oppression as the swordsman's septorrhea or Colonel Flair's.

It seems that as rumored, this brigadier general is not good at force, but is purely a civilian in the military.

There is no neglect, and I dare not neglect.

After entering the room, Nuolan immediately performed a military salute and said respectfully:

"Sir, Third Class Private No. 7 of Ship No. 7, Nolan, please give instructions!"

He waved and motioned Nuolan to come to the desk.

"Haha, there's no need to be so formal."

Putting the documents in front of him aside, Derek sat on the wooden chair and asked with a smile:

"How's it going? Are you still used to being on a warship these days?"

Nuolan knew that the other party would not get to the point directly, so she responded according to the other party's wishes.

"Very accustomed, sir."

He didn't want to get involved in the struggle and was already prepared to act stupid.

Therefore, I didn’t talk too much and my words were concise and clear.

"For the No. 7 ship, the commander should be Shirota." Derek crossed his index fingers and propped his elbows on the desk. "Haha, is it a little awkward to work under that guy?"

Although he had decided to act stupid, Nuolan was not stupid enough to say bad things about his immediate boss in front of the top leaders of the base.

He immediately replied loudly:

"Major Shirota is very kind to us and devoted himself to the cause of the navy. On weekdays..."

Just mid-sentence, Nuolan stopped very suddenly.

"What's wrong?"
Chapter completed!