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She will still respond to the conversation.

“I have been observing you all along,” Frederick the Great replied, lowering his hand.

"But the seeds of spiritual energy you planted in our bodies should have been removed by us by now, right?" The Will of the Deep Sea crossed its legs and asked casually, "No seeds of spiritual energy can escape my search. How do you observe us?"

"...through someone else." Frederick the Great paused for a moment before speaking slowly.

"Oh?" The Will of the Deep Sea showed a slightly interested expression.

“Deep Sea Crane, Divine Wind, Savoy,” Frederick the Great spoke, “I observed you through the spiritual seeds within them.”

"Those seeds of spiritual energy shouldn't have the ability to transmit images, right?"

"Based on the frequency of your interactions with them, the information Barbarossa reported to me daily during his reign, and the information I obtained from my own field investigations, combining these three sources of information, I can roughly deduce most of your actions and therefore gain some understanding of your situation," Frederick the Great said.

"Pretty impressive." The Will of the Deep Sea curled its lips and couldn't help but applaud Frederick the Great.

The Deep Sea Will's relaxed and cheerful demeanor didn't resemble someone who had been told their home had been burgled.

Frederick the Great gazed at the will of the deep sea and fell into deep thought.

Just then, the voice of the Deep Sea Will rang out.

"Are you wondering why I'm not in a hurry at all?" The Will of the Deep Sea, with his hands behind his back and legs crossed, looked down at Frederick the Great. "You just told me that you sent the deep-sea frigates that I personally trained to attack our fleet. Logically, I should be furious and attacking you by any means necessary, trying to get rid of you, and then desperately running to save the besieged fleet—but I didn't do that. I'm just chatting with you now, and having a very pleasant chat."

"...You are not her, so you don't care about the life and death of the fleet?" Frederick the Great asked.

"Ha, ha, ha." The Will of the Deep Sea chuckled and waved her hand. "Personally, I don't care about the life or death of ship girls. Whether they live or die is none of my business... But if it comes down to the fleet level, even I would care a little."

"?"

"She will be unhappy."

"..." Frederick the Great remained silent. "Then why?"

“That’s because I’m not worried about the fleet on shore at all.” As he spoke, Deep Sea Will shifted his legs, changing to a crossed-leg position.

“Impossible,” Frederick the Great said. “I have observed your fleet at sea. There may be some powerful individuals among them, but most are much weaker, and their overall strength is dragged down. Therefore, it is impossible for them to have survived the attack of the escort ships unscathed.”

"You actually observed it with your own eyes?" Now it was the Deep Sea Will's turn to be somewhat surprised.

"Exactly."

"Is it very far away?"

"Yes."

“No wonder.” The Will of the Deep Sea turned its head and muttered casually, “It seems they just can’t be bothered with you.”

"..." Frederick the Great frowned and explained, "With the strength of my mental power, the ship girls in your fleet will not be able to detect me."

“I didn’t say it was my ship girl.” Deep Sea Will didn’t pay much attention to Frederick the Great. She first lowered her head and raised her smooth wrist, pretending to check the time as she looked at the skin on her wrist. “Hmm… it seems like it’s about time. The deep-sea frigates should be almost at the shore by now.”

"They should have arrived by now," Frederick the Great began, but before he could finish, he added, "In just a few minutes, your fleet's ship girls will be subjected to a fierce barrage of fire..."

Sudden.

Before Frederick the Great could finish speaking, a powerful tremor ran through his body.

Frederick the Great's body swayed twice, then he suddenly lowered his head and spat out a mouthful of thick, black deep-sea blood with a "pfft".

There wasn't much black oil, but it stained half of Frederick the Great's snow-white face, including his long neck, the full cleavage of his chest, and even the fabric of his upper body was stained with specks.

The deep-sea aura surrounding Frederick the Great fluctuated, gathering and dispersing.

However, compared to the sudden injuries Frederick the Great suffered, a rare expression of surprise and disbelief flashed across his face for a fleeting moment.

Frederick the Great raised his head and looked toward the will of the deep sea.

The Deep Sea Will, seated on the floating iron plate, lowered its hand, its expression one of effortless shrewdness, and stared down at Frederick the Great.

"You haven't observed enough."

The Will of the Deep Sea shook its head and sighed.

……

hiss hiss hiss — scattered

On the boundless black sea, the intense aura of the deep sea surges in waves.

A powerful black storm swept up from the sea, rising high into the sky.

The low-level deep-sea creatures stationed within Chapter Eight sensed this aura, and their bodies trembled, their necks craned and they cried out in sorrow. Whether they were feeding, resting, or fighting, they stopped everything they were doing as if by telepathy and fled far away.

Those who run fast will naturally escape this disaster.

The slow runner...

Boom! ! !

Black cannons erupted from the black storm, blasting a deep-sea battleship that hadn't had time to get away, instantly shattering its hull into pieces and sending it sinking to the bottom of the sea.

This deep-sea battleship, which in the past required several high-level ship girls to defeat, was easily blasted to pieces by this one shot.

"Crunch, crunch—"

A piercing, metallic laugh suddenly echoed through the black storm.

The chaotic aura of the black storm gradually stabilized, forming a smooth and hard deep-sea protective shell. Inside the shell, chaos reigned, but dozens... hundreds of massive black peaks, their bodies shimmering with an oily sheen, could be vaguely discerned.

These are deep-sea frigates.

Just now, they received an order from Frederick the Great to set out on an expedition, as far away from Pachina as possible, and then to attack the ship girl fleet on the shore at all costs.

The mad dog... has been released!

This is undoubtedly two pieces of great news for these deep-sea frigates.

First, they can finally unleash their power and destroy everything in their sight, liberating their evil nature. There is no longer a high and mighty Dean of the Deep Sea leading them on expeditions and constantly restraining them with orders.

Secondly...

They can finally escape the deep-sea demon named Pachina in the deep-sea city, no longer having to be touched by her day and night, suffering the pain of their bodies cracking and their ship equipment twisting.

Mad dogs are not afraid of death, nor are they afraid of the strong.

But they fear demons, and they also fear torture.

For them, Pachina was undoubtedly the devil among devils, a terrifying being deeper than any other deep sea in the world.

and so!

This time!

Having gotten rid of Patina, the deep-sea frigates are exceptionally motivated!

The deep-sea frigates raced across the sea, their roars echoing across the entire ocean as they released the pressure accumulated from the torment they had endured.

They want it!

Massive killing!

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Like mad dogs, the deep-sea frigates made no distinction between friend and foe. The massive and terrifying deep-sea fleet sailed across the sea, swallowing up any life that dared to appear in their sight. Whether it was a deep-sea battleship that had not yet escaped, a deep-sea destroyer that was trembling on the surface with its legs weak, or even fish swimming in the seabed and seabirds flying in the sky, they spared nothing.

The booming sounds rose and fell.

With the deep-sea frigates rushing at full speed, even though the distance was still very far, the land was soon in sight according to the radar of the deep-sea frigates.

Moving forward...

Proceed a little further.

With the naked eye, one can observe the land gradually rising at the horizon, and one's artillery fire can ravage that area, blasting the creatures on the shore to smithereens...

The deep-sea frigates, unable to contain their excitement at this thought, lit their cannons and began to beat the water with a powerful, surging sound.

at this time.

The horizon in the distance.

A tiny figure came into the perception range of the deep-sea frigates.

The deep-sea frigates were initially taken aback, because the tiny figure was different from ordinary deep-sea creatures, but it was not the kind of life forms such as fish, shrimp, and birds that the deep-sea frigates usually saw; it was humanoid.

Ship girls?

The first thought that flashed through the minds of the deep-sea frigates was this.

But they soon scattered again.

They were still some distance from the land, in the deep-sea aura. It was clearly illogical for a ship girl, such a weak individual life form, to appear here... This situation puzzled the deep-sea frigates somewhat.

But even so.

The deep-sea frigates did not stop. Although they were puzzled, they still decisively launched a salvo at the rising figure on the horizon.

do not care!

When you encounter something you don't understand, just smash it!

Bang bang bang bang bang bang————

Countless shells rose from the black storm, soaring into the sky before crashing down, slamming into the distant, frail figure. In an instant, flames and water engulfed it.

"Gagaga————"

The deep-sea frigates watched as the figure in the distance was almost completely engulfed by shells, and they burst into unrestrained laughter.

But soon.

The laughter of the deep-sea frigates came to an abrupt halt.

In the instant the flames and water dissipated, the tiny figure still stood in the distance, like a small spire, exuding a strong sense of presence.

The deep-sea frigates stared in disbelief into the distance—this was a salvo from a ship girl of the deep-sea dean level! There was no way any ship girl in the world could survive such an attack unscathed! Even a ship girl of the deep-sea dean level couldn't possibly be!

But even if the deep-sea frigates were extremely unsure, the events that unfolded before their eyes were indeed real.

Subsequently.

From the distant, tiny figures, a faint buzzing sound arose as several white paper airplanes, burning with flames, slowly flew towards the deep-sea frigates.

This paper airplane is really small.

The smaller ones seemed to be only the size of a human hand, and compared to the mountain-like size of the deep-sea frigates, they were insignificant and could be ignored.

But the paper airplane easily flew to the front of the deep-sea frigates, easily passed through the solid deep-sea aura shield, and then, under the watchful eyes of the deep-sea frigates, dropped a tiny, orange shell on one of them.

The shell struck the deep-sea ship's equipment.

It tore open the hull of the deep-sea frigate as easily as slicing tofu, cleaving it in two amidst the frigate's panicked cries, turning it into an orange volcano that burned and burned on the water's surface.

The deep-sea frigates stared wide-eyed.

What was happening before their eyes was beyond their comprehension.

The deep-sea frigates foolishly shifted their gaze back to the horizon.

Then, something astonishing happened again.

Under the watchful eyes of the deep-sea frigates, as they subconsciously moved forward, behind that tiny figure, two more tiny figures appeared on either side, and their appearances gradually became clearer.

It was a little girl wearing a white navy hat and chewing on straw, leading a group of little girls: a pink-haired girl in a green repair uniform, and another little girl with white hair, a black hat, and an urban lady's outfit.

One is now divided into three!

The deep-sea frigates panicked.

"Hoo hoo... They really did appear." In the distance, the little girl in the center, wearing a white naval cap and chewing on a straw, crossed her arms and arrogantly looked at the deep-sea escort ships. "I felt some suspicious eyes watching this place the other day, and my decision was right! Since you're here, it means you're prepared! I won't let any of you get away with this..."

"Have you finished reciting your lines?" The goddess of the hearth asked Sukhbaatar with a drooping face. "I'll start the fight once you're done."

"Hey! Don't interrupt! I'm still missing one line!" Sukhbaatar turned around, pouting with a reluctant expression. "Such a rare moment to show off..."

“Ha…” Odin put his hands on his hips and sighed deeply. “Sukbator, that’s enough. I’m tired from running this far. Let’s finish this quickly and go back.”

"Coordination! Coordination! Aren't we part of the supply ship alliance?! We agreed to give it our all this time!" Sukhbaatar fumed.

"No one can see me doing this here..." The female hearth goddess pouted, her gaze wandering. "I'm hungry, let's finish these, I want to go back and eat..."

"Eating is not as important as working!"

"Speaking of which, Akagi seemed to have said she was going to make seaweed soup today," Odin added.

"What? Seaweed soup?" Sukhbaatar's eyes lit up.