After finishing the final cleaning, Reputation and Counterattack put the cleaning tools back into the utility room.
"Sister, let's take a bath together.”
Although the weather had gradually turned cold and the day was no longer as hot as before, for the reputation and counterattack of the heavy workload, taking a bath before going to bed every day was the best way to relax.
"Alright."
Wang Sheng nodded.
The bathroom in the European King's Residence was very big. When the bathroom was built, everyone wanted to make the bathroom look spacious and bright, so that it could accommodate many sisters to take a bath and chat inside. In fact, the design and size of the bathroom had also reached this level. With the size of the bathroom in the European King's Residence, it was definitely not a problem to open a medium-sized bathhouse in the commercial street outside.
The lighting in the bathroom was warm, and the temperature was maintained at the most comfortable 26 degrees. Even if the temperature dropped at night, one would definitely not feel cold in here.
"Sister, do you miss the admiral?" Counterattack, who was soaking in the bath, suddenly asked this question.
Sheng Wang fell silent. After a moment, she nodded.
It was impossible for the ship lady not to miss her admiral.
"Me too." Counterattack crossed her arms around her knees and squatted in the warm water. She lowered her eyebrows and said in a low voice," We haven't seen the admiral for a long time.”
Reputation didn't know how to answer, so he simply didn't answer.
Gulp, gulp, gulp. Counterattack sank his head into the warm water and blew bubbles.
Sheng Wang glanced at his sister and didn't say anything.
"Big sister." Counterattack raised his head and returned to the position where he was hugging his knees." Do you remember how many days we've been separated from the admiral?”
Sheng Wang didn't answer. He just silently looked at the warm water in front of him.
The night gradually darkened, and the European King's Residence was quiet and peaceful in the latter half of the night.
The dormitory building was pitch black. Only the room on the second floor, which was near the sea, was still dimly lit.
Sheng Wang was sitting on a folding chair with a wooden table in front of him and a window behind the wooden table with a view of the sea. She looked out of the window, her gaze crossing the surface of the surging undercurrent, straight to the end of the sea.
There was an oval-shaped electronic clock on the wooden table. It showed the current time, 03:25.
He wondered how the admiral and the others were doing.
A look of concern flashed across Sheng Wang's eyes. After a moment, she shook her head and lowered her eyes to focus on what was in front of her.
It was a light blue diary.
The sound of even breathing came from the bunk bed behind him. Sheng Wang turned his head and glanced at his sleeping sister. She turned around and thought for a moment before dimming the lamp.
Unlike humans, the night had little effect on their vision.
The reason why she had to leave the lights on was also because of the admiral's influence on her. If she wanted to write at night, it was best to turn on the table lamp.
He opened the diary and flipped to the latest page. He picked up a pen and started writing.
October 27th, 3:25 AM, day 1422.
Tonight, there were no stars, let alone the moon. It was completely different from the admiral's mantra,'The moon is bright on the sea, and we share the same time across the world'. We haven't attacked for nearly a month. I don't know if DeepSea intends to calm down. If so, how good would that be?
Recently, everyone's mood had been a little subtle. First, the flagship Bismarck left, and then Tilbitz left. Everyone knew where they went. However, no one pointed it out.
Xi Zhang sent back a few photos about you. Speaking of which, it was a little embarrassing. They were all young ladies who had been guarding the defense line alone for so long, but after seeing the admiral's photo, many of the younger sisters still had red eyes.
Everyone missed the admiral. However, everyone knew that the admiral was working hard to get the Guardian's Residence, so everyone chose to endure.
Perhaps when the admiral graduated from the naval academy with excellent results, everyone would really be unable to sit still.
Tirbitz said that the admiral was still the same as before. His craftsmanship was very good, and he would cook from time to time to reward everyone. Even the cold Bismarck joined the kitchen work under such influence. Prestige felt that this was a good thing. Bismarck, who had a military personality, would always reveal a cold side. Even if she did care about the rest of the fleet, the destroyer was very afraid of her. This might be a good opportunity to change her cold personality.
His reputation wasn't bad and he had met the admiral once.
It was just that... prestige would still think of the admiral in the middle of the night like this, and then unconsciously feel a little sad.
In the past, the admiral would always use the words " African God of War " and " Eternal Head Maid " to mock his reputation. Regardless of whether his reputation was tactful or directly denied, the admiral seemed to have made up his mind and would not waver no matter what. Everyone in the fleet started to address her as 'Head Maid.'
In the beginning, he wasn't used to his reputation, but he slowly accepted it. After all, it was just a title, wasn't it? Moreover, prestige was very willing to take care of the admiral's daily life.
Normally, Reputation had to take care of the feelings of the other sisters in the fleet. Only in the diary could Reputation have its own willfulness.
I'm sorry, but his reputation isn't as strong as the admiral and his sisters think.
Sheng Wang stopped writing and adjusted his emotions. His strange eyes were filled with heartbreaking fragility.
Whether it was attacking or being in charge of everything in the mansion, she could only face everything with her elegant and capable side.
Only in the dead of the night would she quietly reveal her fragile side.
And every time this happened, she would unconsciously think of that sleepless night when the admiral pulled the two of them to the balcony outside the office to sit and watch the stars.
That night, they talked a lot. The admiral was talking in the beginning, and she was listening. The admiral was talking about strange records that she had never heard of before. After that, they chatted casually.
Just as the chat was about to come to an end, the admiral asked her a question. What do you want to do after everything is over?
At that time, her answer was that she wanted to stay by the admiral's side.
Sheng Wang took a deep breath and continued writing.
There was something that he wanted to say, but he did not have the courage to say it.
Prestige, he actually missed the admiral.
From the beginning to the end, she only wanted to be the head maid of the admiral, whether it was before or now.
It was late at night and the lights went out.
Sheng Wang locked the diary and put it in the cabinet on the wooden table. Then he got up and climbed into the bunk bed.
Lying on the bed, Wang Sheng stared at the ceiling, but he couldn't help but recall something that the admiral had once teased with a half-truth smile. Anyone who wrote a diary would usually have the intention of letting the person they could not forget see the diary.
A moment later, he closed his eyes.
Chen Luo had a dream, a very long dream.
He had returned to the former Guardian's Residence and experienced everything he had experienced. He had still graduated from the naval academy and been assigned to his own Guardian's Residence. He had grown step by step, allowing his fleet to grow from weak to strong.
Then, he met his greatest enemy.
That monster, or rather, the evil god.
It was also because of it that the Great Old Ones from the deep sea were able to restart time.
When the waves were surging and everything indicated that he was in a desperate situation, the head maid with strange eyes was always by his side.
The sea was roaring, and the figure of the Great Old One seemed so huge in the surging undercurrents of the sea.
No matter how he chased them away or how hurtful his words were, they remained where they were as if they had made up their minds, attacking the invincible Great Old One with all their might.
There was no way to retreat.
"Reputation will never leave the admiral, no matter if it's hell or heaven.”
At the final moment of the Great Old One's attack, the head maid hugged him tightly and stood in front of him.
Reputation!
Chen Luo was startled awake.
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