Crossing the azure as a black dragon

After listening to the story, Black Flying Dragon remained silent for a while and then asked a question.

"The expedition was scheduled for October 10, but the actual departure date was October 5."

Belfast answered.

Is there any particular reason for this?

Black Flying Dragon frowned.

"There are some deeper reasons that I cannot elaborate on."

When answering, Belfast lowered her gaze slightly.

"I understand."

Black Flying Dragon didn't ask any more questions.

"Well then, I'll take my leave now. Please forgive Miss Kewei's rudeness in the future."

The head maid stood up and bowed slightly to Black Dragon.

"kindness."

Black Flying Dragon responded, got up, and walked out the door with the head maid.

"An expedition."

After seeing Belfast off, Black Dragon sighed.

"What's wrong with the expedition?"

Cleveland happened to be walking out of Helena's house when he heard Black Dragon's words.

"I'm just a little sentimental. Cleveland, will you participate in the expedition?"

Black Flying Dragon spread his hands and asked.

"It's not clear yet. Several people who participated in last year's expedition didn't return. I wonder if more people will be selected this time. Were you invited?"

Cleveland shrugged.

"Hmm, it seems like Hood wants me to participate."

Black Dragon nodded.

"Isn't this great? The teleportation devices in the port area can't send too many people over at once, so the number of spots is limited. Think it over carefully. If you don't want to go, you can give me your spot."

Cleveland reached out and patted Black Dragon on the shoulder, saying with a smile.

"Aren't you worried about the Sirens sneaking in, since there are teleportation points inside the port area?"

Black Flying Dragon asked with a smile.

"This is a one-way passage; the Sirens can't get through here."

Cleveland shrugs.

"Yes, I was overthinking it. Let's not talk about that anymore. Happy Mid-Autumn Festival! Belfast sent me some snacks. Would you like to come and try some?"

Black Dragon changed the subject.

"Oh? Royal desserts are a rare treat, so I won't stand on ceremony."

Cleveland continued the conversation.

"Let's call her Helena."

Black Flying Dragon's gaze swept over the houses next to him.

"Ok."

Cleveland made a gesture, turned, and went into the house.

Black Dragon returned to his room, first setting aside the formidable gift bag, then opening the head maid's snack bag. Inside were boxes of scones, four in each box. Although the quantity was small, they looked very appealing, accompanied by strawberry jam and cream.

"Something I've never eaten before."

Black Flying Dragon put the bag aside, then took a plate of small cakes from his kitchen and placed it on the table, while also making three cups of tea.

"Excuse me!"

We were just getting ready when we arrived in Cleveland.

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival.

Helena also came in and greeted the Black Dragon.

"Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, Miss Helena, you look beautiful today too."

Black Flying Dragon greeted him with a smile.

Today, Helena wore a blue dress, as if she were going to a party. Cleveland was also dressed more formally, with a gray shirt under a dark coat and jeans, looking quite handsome.

"Black Dragon, you too, you look quite special."

Helena chuckled softly.

"cough."

Cleveland coughed lightly and led Helena to her seat.

"Please, these are some small cakes I made, and these are scones sent from Belfast."

Black Flying Dragon introduced them to the two with a smile.

Cleveland first tasted the Black Dragon cake, then took a bite of the scones.

"Both are delicious, Black Dragon, you should try them yourself."

Helena tasted it and then took a sip of tea.

Black Dragon picked up a scone

I added some strawberry jam, took a bite, and immediately frowned.

"We still need to work harder."

Cleveland said with a smile.

"This doesn't taste like a regular scones."

Black Dragon ate the biscuit in his hand and licked his lips.

Following the normal procedure, you definitely can't make the taste of the cakes that the head maid sent.

"The Queen of the Royal Family is quite picky."

Cleveland took a sip of tea; his meaning was clear.

"That's true, simply copying a cookbook doesn't work."

Black Dragon has learned his lesson.

Soon, the group finished their snacks, and Cleveland and Helena left together, supposedly to attend the White Eagles' party.

Before long, Yuudachi returned from outside, her little mouth greasy from eating.

Soon, evening arrived.

Chapter Sixty-Eight: The Mid-Autumn Festival (Part 1)

boom!

A thunderous boom echoed through the sky above the port area, announcing the official start of the Mid-Autumn Festival celebrations.

"Let's go. You ate so much just now, are you sure you can eat anything tonight?"

Black Flying Dragon put on a black coat and led Yuudachi to the street.

"be able to eat!"

Yuudachi patted her stomach and answered confidently.

"Glutton."

Black Flying Dragon bent down and tugged at Yuudachi's cheek.

"Waaaaah~"

Yuudachi made an unintelligible sound while pointing towards the dock.

"The fireworks were beautiful."

Black Flying Dragon released his grip and looked up at the sky above the dock. Countless fireworks rose and exploded, drawing pattern after pattern in the air, illuminating the dim night instead of the moon that had not yet fully appeared.

"Aren't you going to take a look?"

As Yuudachi looked up at the sky, he saw a sky full of fireworks reflected in his eyes.

"No rush, let's go explore other places first."

Black Flying Dragon withdrew his gaze, took out a lighter and lit the lantern in front of his house, then took a walk along the path illuminated by the candlelight.

The lanterns hanging in the sky were all lit up, and even the patterned triangular cloths that seemed to be mere accessories emitted a faint glow.

"It will be truly beautiful in a little while."

The sky wasn't completely dark yet, and although the light was stunning, it wasn't exactly breathtaking.

"Oh, so where are we going?"

Yuu stood beside the Black Flying Dragon, seemingly bewildered but impressed.

"Hmm... Let's go to the stage first. Don't miss the opening song of Santiago, or you'll be nagging me about it."

Black Dragon thought for a moment and then said.

"Uh-huh."

Xi Li nodded.

The two walked down the street, with destroyers passing by on both sides of the road from time to time, and laughter and chatter filling the air. People were setting off fireworks at their doorsteps, and there were stalls at almost every intersection where ship girls were shopping and enjoying food. The entire port area was filled with a festive atmosphere.

"This port area..."

Black Flying Dragon looked around. Despite the joyful scenery, she felt a sense of unreality. An emotion welled up in her heart, as if someone had squeezed her heart, making it hard to breathe.