Real title: Isn’t it just zero battle, can it compare to my family’s Feiqiushan?

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Early the morning of the second day after I came out and decided to find "Dragon Feather Clothes", the group rode on the back of the wind dragon flying in the sky, listening to Xie Sita's explanation. Xie Sita's explanation was not very clear. In short, there was a temple near the village, and there was something called "Dragon Feather Clothes".

After arriving at Tapur Village, the hometown of Xiesta, he came to a temple, which was the place where the "Dragon Feather Clothes" was stored. Cairen looked at the "Dragon Feather Clothes" and seemed to be stunned. Seeing this, Xiesta couldn't help but ask worriedly: "Mr. Cairen, what's wrong with you? Could it be that I let you see something bad, right?"

Cairen did not answer, he just looked at the "Dragon Feather Clothes" with great emotion. The others said, "How could such a thing fly like this?" Manas said nothing, and came to Xieshita's great-grandfather's cemetery with Cairen. "Sasaki Takeo, the second lieutenant of the Navy, slept in another world." Cairen wiped off the dust on the tombstone and pronounced the words.

"Huh?" Seeing Cairen read out all of a sudden, Xie Sita not only widened her eyes. Cairen looked at Xie Sita. Xie Sita's cheeks turned red again under this eager gaze: "I hate it... don't look at him like this..."

The black hair, the black pupils... vaguely exuded a nostalgic atmosphere... After realizing the reasons for all this, people suddenly realized.

"I said Xie Shita, people must often say that your hair and eyes look very much like your great-grandfather."

After Cairen said this, Xie Shita couldn't help but make a surprised voice: "Yes, yes! How could you know?"

"Isn't this obvious? Your great-grandfather and Talent are from the same world! It's probably during World War II!" Mana also leaned over to look at the tombstone, "Second Lieutenant... Naval Air Force? Forget it, I'm not in the way here..." Mana looked at the scene in front of him and ran to the side tactfully. [That's right, Talent vs. Albion Air Force... Well, how should I intervene...] He was struggling. [Does it use the domestic Cheng Feiqiushan? Or the American ghost f22?] (Miscellaneous Voice: I said I'm thinking about this now...) In short, it's no different from the original work. Let's read the novel by yourself!

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The treasure hunt was over, and Cairen and others returned to the academy, while Manas returned to the headquarters of the golden dusk and stayed for a few days. During these days, he was basically the cup of the cup and was destroyed by Asami with a light beam to deal with the documents. People always burst out with great potential at the critical moment of life and death. Although Manas is not red and does not have a horn on his head, he solved all documents and transactions three times faster than usual.

"Huh...it's finally done!" Mana sat on the chair and stretched.

"Really, you can finish things quickly if you are serious. Why do you have to skip work..." Asami sat on the sofa next to him drinking black tea, "By the way, there was information just now that Albion sent a fleet to attend the wedding of the Emperor of Galmania and Anlietta next month, and the fleet was about to arrive in Toristen! What do you want to do? The mission we received from Mariannu has not been completed yet!"

Mana closed her eyes and leaned on the back of the chair and raised her feet on the desk: "How can an otaku be a good kid who works well! Of course, he should skip the shift! As for that! The wedding cannot be held when Toristen is in a state of war, right?"

"!?" Asami put down her cup, "You mean Albion will turn against the peace treaty and start a war with Torristen?"

"It should be said that it was a war undeclared and a sudden attack. Don't you think Albion's fleet lineup was too strong? They were originally the most powerful air force country! Although they had just had a civil war, their strength was definitely not something that Torristen could compete with. I judged that Galmania would not be saved. They should have planned to wait until both sides suffered losses and take action to reap the benefits of the fisherman." Mana combined the plot of the animation in her previous memory with the real situation to make an inference.

"Then we must do it, right?" Asami seemed a little ready to move. He was indeed infected with the bad habit of making friends with cannons...

But Manas's answer disappointed her: "Just go to Prince Palace. Although I have hidden my name now, no one knows that he is alive. But it is better for Albion to let him deal with it. Se'an and Yuedu, I'm merciful and give them a good rest. Yuxia and Xuanchen have to complete that, so there is no time. So in order to maintain high mobility combat power, you and Breonna stay."

Asami is worried about Mana's current state: "Would you like to bring a team of people? Your current state..."

"No, I didn't say that I would destroy a fleet with the power of two people. I just wanted to restrain and do destruction. It would be bad to bring too many people, and how many people do you think are suitable for air combat here?" Because the main force of the Golden Dusk is not a magician, so the Air Force... [Anyway, Louise will burst out with the power of nothingness at that time. Even if the fleet is not completely destroyed, it can kill at least 70%...]

"I always feel that you are full of confidence, as if you are hiding something from me..." The female intuition is indeed a terrible thing...

"Ah hahaha...how could it be!"

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"What!? Albion will launch a surprise attack on Torristen with tacit combat!?" Anasta was shocked after learning the news, "They will do such a moral thing!"

"Now, this is a conclusion drawn from a combination of various intelligences, and you can't help but believe it." Mana leaned against the wall of the training room and looked at him, "So you want to go and make trouble with me and do something like destroying the warship engine, how about?"

"Okay, anyway, Welsh Tudor is dead in the eyes of the world. Now I am Anasta Alever. Even if I attack Albion..." He gritted his teeth, saying this for Manas and for himself.

[This idiot...] Manas said helplessly: "You can't make any mistakes! Our purpose this time is not to kill soldiers! It's to destroy the warships! If we want to kill and damage as the main purpose, why should I take you there!" Manas complained endlessly.

Anasta was a little moved. After all, Manas could not care about his feelings and attack Albion. "Thank you." This is all he can say now.

"By the way, once the war begins, Anlietta will definitely not be able to marry the idiot emperor of Galmania!" Mana smiled wickedly, "If Torristen wins this time, it can prove that they have enough military strength. In this way, the alliance between the two countries will be an equal alliance, not a relationship based on marriage!"

Anasta, who was about to walk out, shuddered when he heard this sentence, but then he recovered: "This... has nothing to do with Anasta Alever..." Although he said this, his fists were clenched tightly.

[What a frank person! He obviously cared about it...] Mana looked at his back and thought. [Hey, I guess I have to use a weapon against the ship this time, so do I really need to use a ship-knitting knife... But if you use a ship-knitting knife, the output of magic is a problem! I really miss the time when magic wasted in the past...]

"Constitution." Accompanied by Manas's words, the black and white gun blades appeared in Manas' hands. [Let's use this, fill the bullets first, and then leave the magic of liberating the real name.] He thought so and put the idea into practice. [It's better to fill the two guns with a little bit of attributes, um... the flame bullets are less, and the attacks from ice and snow are eliminated, so the ice bullets are filled more, and a box of ice and snow increases each other.]

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"Ice Sword." Anasta waved an ice sword and inserted it on the wall. [It feels so irritable...] Over the past few days, he has been immersing his thoughts in training. No, it should be said that he wants to forget something on purpose. [Anlietta...] He covered the whole room with endless snow and ice and calmed down himself. He put on a mask (similar to Kakashi), and then said as if he was hypnotizing himself: "Welsh Tudor would have troubled her if he appeared in front of her again... So, I am now Anasta Alever, a member of Golden Dusk. The person who covered himself with snow and ice..." He inserted the snow and ice on the ground of the room, and the frost filled the entire room: "Purgatory..."

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Recently, I am planning an original plot and I have written some things that are not doing my job properly...

ps: Soy sauce is so pitiful...

ps2: I went to work even younger than me...

ps3: Everyone, go and watch him!
Chapter completed!