The Naval Base of the Unnamed Ship Girls

In fact, the hero-level ship girls present had already sensed the aura emanating from the blood-testing ship girl from Adun.

“It’s huge…” Richelieu frowned. She could sense that this ship girl was definitely a super-large battleship like herself, but she didn’t know exactly how big it was.

"Hero-class ship girls?" The Prince of Wales, who once possessed the power of a hero-class ship girl but had lost it, asked, sensing something familiar.

"A meritorious hero ship? This... this is too exaggerated." Veneto, who also came from the construction machine, could sense more things, such as the wars this ship girl had experienced.

“If it’s a battleship…” As the son of a battleship fanatic admiral, Charlotte had seen battleship girls emerge from the construction device more than once.

Charlotte's words were like a prompt, and in an instant all the ship girls who were standing facing the door made way for her. Omega Yuriko, who hadn't reacted yet, was also pulled aside by the head maid, Renown.

"Bang..." Just as everyone expected, the steel door was kicked against the wall, adding another hole to the room that already had two gaps.

Amidst the billowing smoke, a voice that sounded both young and prematurely aged rang out:

"The behemoth-class battlecruiser, the Imperial flagship Hyperion, is here! Who's calling... Ah..."

"Clang..."

Everyone saw a ship girl who wasn't very tall walk down the slope, miss her footing, and fall into the hole that the Nautilus had smashed into.

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The ship girls everyone's been waiting for are finally here! And I'm not just making things up at all~, they're all very important plot points, okay?

The main theme of this book is the 'joyful' Dark Souls/Bloodborne style~

Chapter 139: Shrank and Didn't Recognize Him

If a ship girl had been an admiral before, that ship girl would definitely encounter the same embarrassing situation that Adun is currently facing: accidentally summoning her acquaintance... well, I should call her familiar ship while using the construction tool.

While the other admirals and ship girls were speculating about where this unheard-of ship girl came from, Adun looked down at the ship girl who had slipped and fallen flat on her back on the Nautilus, unsure of what to say.

"Cough cough, why is there a bound Darkblade here? Cough cough, move aside, damn it, you broke down my door, you rat!" The behemoth-class battlecruiser Hyperion, entangled in psionic ropes from the Nautilus, uttered an inexplicable joke in a fit of rage.

Wait, that deep-sea submarine can actually untangle psionic ropes? Shouldn't Adun say something like, "As expected of a legendary thief?"

"Hey, you up there, stop spacing out! Either pull me up, or move aside and I'll warp up myself." After struggling a few times without managing to free himself from the psionic ropes that somehow bound him, the battlecruiser Hyperion looked at the crowd of people in the hole he had fallen into and said.

The Hyperion revealed itself as a ship girl of an interstellar warship with just one sentence.

Upon hearing this, Tidu shifted her gaze to Adon and asked, "Do you know her?"

"Why would you think I know her?" Seeing Tidu ask the question with such certainty, Adon, who couldn't remember when she had been reminiscing about the past, asked in a strange tone.

"Aren't you all interstellar warships?" So Tidus assumed that ship girls who could travel in space should all know each other.

"The universe is so vast, and there are countless civilizations, especially different worlds. How could we possibly know them all?" Adun immediately corrected his admiral's mistaken understanding.

"Oh, so you don't know him..." Tidu nodded after thinking about it and realizing that it made sense.

“However… I do recognize this ship,” Adun sighed. “In fact, I know it very well.”

Of the three main ship girls, they've rubbed their cannons together, bathed in the canal together, and... well, let's leave the third one aside for now. At least Adun knows that she and the Hyperion definitely have the first two connections.

"Then why are you talking so much? Just introduce yourself." Ti said irritably after hearing what Adon said.

That being said, Hyperion, who could reveal her identity as a starship girl in a single sentence, didn't need Adun to introduce her.

"My name is Hyperion, a former behemoth-class battlecruiser of the Terren Federation, now the flagship of the Terren Empire, Lei Ritian... cough cough, the former ride of Commander Lei. I've bullied Protoss, fought bugs, and even taken a bath in the Twisting Nether. Whether it's a one-on-one fight or a group brawl, I'm open to all."

Hyperion, having untied the psionic ropes binding him, introduced himself with an arrogant and carefree tone, showing no signs of pressure from being watched.

"It's just an old model." Seeing Hyperion's overly familiar manner, Adun changed the subject in a nonchalant tone.

"Who is it?! Who's talking nonsense? What do you mean by 'outdated model'? I only took a little over a decade from the time I was manufactured to the time I saved the world!" Hyperion snapped, furious at Adun's blatant exposure.

His left eye, which was embedded with a red electronic eye, emitted a beam of light that swept around the room before landing on the culprit, Adun.

"Protoss? Why do I see you mouthless bastards everywhere I go?" The Hyperion, who could tell at a glance which race Adun came from, immediately lost fifty percent of his aura.

"It's just that we don't need such an outdated form of communication as words." Adun didn't say anything, but her voice rang out at the same volume in the ears of all the ship girls and admirals present.

"It's a pity that they still have mouths now, so stop messing around with this so-called telepathic communication. I'm tired of hearing it. Say something and let me hear it. I've never seen a Protoss speak with their mouth before."

Hyperion, who was only a head taller than Veneto (1.3 meters) but barely over 1.7 meters tall, raised his head and smiled at Adun, saying:

"Can I take your words as a provocation against the Protoss?" Adun asked, not expecting the Hyperion shipgirl to have this kind of personality, vaguely recalling the chubby engineer on that warship.

"Hey, I've provoked plenty of Protoss, haven't I? I even beat Thranduil's Mother Ship to tears back then, and you didn't do anything to me, did you?" Hyperion was completely unfazed by Adun's seemingly threatening words.

"...How come I remember there was an old battlecruiser that cried and shouted that it couldn't hold on and was going to disintegrate when it first entered the Twisting Nether?" Seeing that the Hyperion didn't recognize him, Adun continued to expose the other party's background in a subtle tone.

"Uh... how did you know? Did that bastard Spear of Adun tell you? Damn it, I knew she was hiding something beneath her sanctimonious facade. What happened to keeping this a secret?"

Hyperion, blushing as she was exposed for something very embarrassing, began to berate the Protoss Ark that had entered the Twisting Nether with her.

"Ahem..." Noticing that everyone's eyes were on him when they heard Hyperion's words, Adun coughed and said, "Don't you need to check your detection module?"

"Hey, even though I'm an old ship, my equipment is still in pretty good condition, okay? What's so good about it... good..."

Just as the "old ship," which had been in service for over a decade, was about to say what was worth checking, the mechanical scanning eye on the left gave her a scan result that shocked the ship.

The Hyperion paused for a moment, then smacked the back of its head hard, pulled out the mechanical scanner that replaced its left eye, breathed on it to wipe it clean, put it back on, and scanned Adun again. Finally confirming that it hadn't misread anything, the Hyperion's aura plummeted by another fifty percent as it asked:

"A...Adon?"

"Hmm." Adun nodded slightly, indicating that Hyperion was quite pleased with the results of his inspection of the detection module.

"Oh...it was you! You shrunk so much I didn't recognize you. No wonder you looked so familiar!" Hyperion felt an overwhelming sense of embarrassment, like a million little dogs bobbing around in his mind.

"Have I shrunk a lot?" Adon asked, his tone devoid of any emotion.

“So much! You used to be this big, now you’re only this small.” Hyperion first exaggeratedly gestured, then used his hand to show Adun’s current height.

Upon discovering that Hyperion was always bigger than him, he said sheepishly, "That's why I didn't recognize you."

"Oh~ but let me deal with your provocative behavior first, you said it yourself." As he spoke, Adun walked to Hyperion's side, and under Hyperion's questioning gaze, he placed his hand on her face and slowly rubbed it. Before Hyperion could react, he suddenly increased the force of his rubbing.

Then, a series of screams, like those of a ship being slaughtered, came from the construction room of the temporary naval base No. 666, which had three holes in it!

PS: I initially rejected the name Hyperion and planned to use Hyperion instead, but after thinking about it, I decided to go with the Chinese server's name.

☆, Chapter 140 What did you all hear?

“I think I need to repair the canal,” Hyperion said, rubbing his swollen cheek.

"Starship girls and pet dogs are prohibited from entering the canal." Before Adun could answer, Tidu, upon hearing Hyperion's idea, immediately shouted out in refusal.

Since a casual repair in Yaton consumed one-fifth of Tidu's total assets, the first admiral of the 666th Provisional Garrison erected such a sign at the entrance of his own repair canal.

This was still to maintain her composure in front of her underlings; otherwise, given Tidu's personality, she probably would have directly written "Adon and pet dogs are prohibited from entering the canal."

"Stingy, won't even repair a battlecruiser." Hyperion glanced at Tidu with disdain and continued, "Besides, what I need repaired isn't physical damage, but psychological damage."

"Huh? Starship girls can have psychological problems too?" Tidu asked with a "Are you kidding me?" expression.

"What kind of tone is that? Isn't a starship a ship? Why can't people have psychological problems?" The Hyperion banged on the table and said loudly.

When the topic of psychological issues came up, the other ship girls watching all turned their attention to Prince of Wales, who suffered from a fear of flying. Prince of Wales, who was drinking, noticed the stares and asked in surprise:

"Have you ever been bullied by small airplanes too?"

"I'm not one of those natural airheads like the Gorgon-class, who can't even break through my outermost fire net with their crickets, mosquitoes, or flying dragons!" Hyperion quickly corrected herself when she realized she might be misunderstood.

“She’s right. She wasn’t a ship girl who sank in the war. At least she wasn’t destroyed in the war.” As a fellow first-generation ship girl, Veneto was able to perceive more than other second-generation ship girls.

For example, was this first-generation ship girl sunk in the hands of the enemy, or was it dismantled by its own people? Was its life mediocre, or was it spectacular from beginning to end?

"Nonsense! I've fought boarding battles with Busephalos and rammed White Star's heroic battlecruiser! Even the Twisting Nether couldn't stop my Hyperion's advance! How could I be sunk?"

Hyperion recounted a series of glorious deeds that no one but Adun could understand.

Although they couldn't understand what she was saying, her boastful manner actually made the surrounding ship girls less trusting of Hyperion's words.

"That's just her personality, don't worry about it. Although what she said is a little different from the truth, most of it is true."

Seeing some ship girls start to sneer, Aydon, feeling she should speak up for her fellow countrymen, said something.

“Adon, why didn’t I find you so pleasing to the eye before?” Hyperion’s behavior made her face, which had just recovered from swelling, swell up again.

"Since you're so amazing, why do you have psychological problems?" Charlotte asked curiously, setting aside the question of whether Hyperion's boasts were true or false for the moment.

“…Ahem.” Charlotte’s words seemed to have touched a nerve. Hyperion glanced at Adun, took out a pipe from his ship’s storage space, lit it, took a deep drag of the fusion smoke, and said:

"Young man, think about it. Back in my hometown, I just fought alongside my boss to conquer the world and even saved it. Success and fame are exactly what my ship is all about."

As the Hyperion exhaled smoke rings, the admirals and ship girls present seemed to vaguely see a warship that had fought countless battles and remained undefeated.

"But before I could even settle into my seat on the Imperial flagship in place of that brat Shirahoshi, I was suddenly transported to this world... My retirement insurance hasn't even been activated yet! How can I not be worried?"

"Pfft..." Richelieu, unable to suppress his laughter, spat out his coffee: "Do warships have retirement insurance too?"

"Of course... I don't want to be dismantled or turned into a history museum after I retire. Well, these aren't really the main points."

Hyperion glared at Richelieu and then continued:

"The point is, when I decided to have one last epic adventure in this world, someone stuffed a bunch of weird knowledge into my storage device. This knowledge tells me that the person in front of me is my commander... oh, according to that knowledge, he should be called an admiral."

As Hyperion spoke, he pointed at Adun with the handle of his pipe and said, "That's why I have a mental problem."

"Why?" Ti asked, somewhat puzzled.

"What else could it be?! Don't you know that Adun is a heartless, expressionless, and ruthless... ugh ugh ugh." Before he could finish speaking, Hyperion was immediately suppressed by Adun's force.

"What's the last word?" Tidu blinked and looked at Hyperion, who was being held down on the table with Adun's hand covering his mouth, and asked curiously.

"Did you hear anything just now, Admiral?" Adun asked with a happy smile as he pressed Hyperion's head back and forth on the table.

"...Adon, your expression is so strange?" Ti felt a sudden tightness in her heart for no reason.

"Is it strange? I just remembered a bit of the Protoss's memory erasure technology. It's very convenient and easy to use, but I don't know if it will work on ship girls." Adun said with a smile, seemingly unrelated to the topic.

In an instant, everyone, including Tidu, felt the air become several times heavier.

Swallowing hard to moisten her dry throat, Tidu chuckled and said, "You and Hyperion have such a good relationship, all lovey-dovey and stuff."

“That’s right, after all, she served as my escort ship for a period of time.” With a smile, Adun loosened his grip slightly.

"Pah! Who would want to be your escort ship! You fat, cannon-too-hole-a-cannon, do you need my protection?" Hyperion, freed from control, retorted loudly.

With a "duang," a hole appeared on the alloy steel tabletop, just big enough to accommodate the Hyperion's head.

"Did you just hear something?" Adun, who had smashed the table with the Hyperion as a tool, glanced around the room.