The Central Star Army Building of Chaoyang Empire.

Sivir had just disembarked from the airship when the long-awaited adjutant walked towards him.

The two walked towards the military building together, and the adjutant raced against time to report the work situation, "The marshal, the soldiers and the fleet are all assembled and ready to set off at any time. Also, I followed up on the routine maintenance of 'daylight' yesterday afternoon to the end, Everything is fine."

Sivir: "Yeah."

The adjutant asked: "The logistics department has followed the request of Master Raymond and increased the energy output of your mecha's right arm by 10%. Do you want to simulate the power effect?"

"No." Sivir answered while turning on the optical brain to consult the working documents: "I can see what changes are made by looking at the parameters."

"Oh." The adjutant suddenly became indifferent. That's right, their marshal is a genius, unlike mortals like them, they have to try everything to be sure.

The adjutant's face was paralyzed, and he said, "The logistics department also knows that you don't need to hit one. Give it a try, so they didn't even reserve a venue for you."

Sivir glanced at the adjutant, as if he hadn't heard his sour words.

"The marshal, remember to save the data of the right arm of 'Dayi' in actual combat." The adjutant added: "This is what the logistics department requires."

"Understood." Sivir replied very briefly.

After all the matters related to the work of the military department were reported, Sivir was walking to the logistics department to take back his imperial mecha "Daytime".

The adjutant followed behind Sivir, thought for a while, and asked, "Marshal, you left in a hurry yesterday afternoon, what is the urgency?

"Well." Rarely, Sivir explained one more question about his private life: "Go and get married."

"Oh oh oh." The adjutant nodded again and again, "It turned out to be going to get married, that's really urgent..."

"……"and many more.

The lieutenant stopped suddenly.

He was dumbfounded, looking at the back who kept walking away in front of him, his expression stunned.

Not far in front, Anna, a female colleague who also belongs to the position of adjutant, handed over the mecha button with the mecha daylight that was just taken out from the logistics department to the Duke.

He also glanced at the adjutant with his eyes.

Anna apparently overheard Sivir talking to the adjutant, who swore he saw the contempt for him in Anna's eyes.

Sure enough, Anna said in a well-accepted tone, "So the marshal is going to get married."

Anna said politely: "Xiaguan is very much looking forward to the day when I can see the Duchess's graceful appearance."

Also flattering!

The adjutant thought bitterly.

Sivir, who was looking at the mecha buttons, was very impressed with this statement.

Although he had known Tu Mianmian for a while, but when he got married, he naturally had to take responsibility.

Sivir gave Anna an admiring look and arranged: "After returning, you can visit him at the door."

"Okay." Anna replied. Turning around, the topic jumped to the upcoming expedition, "Marshal, when will the fleet leave?"

"The reconnaissance fighters will go first, and the vanguard will be dispatched to follow. The rest will be sent off after receiving His Majesty's farewell." Sivir ordered: "Notify and let all departments prepare."

"Yes!" Anna and the adjutant stood at the military salute.

After Sivir finished explaining, he turned and left.

The adjutant was still a little hard to digest this heavy information. He was so shocked that it shocked his whole family.

He wanted to talk to his colleague Anna, but found that Anna had left in a hurry.

After catching up to take a look, only to find that Anna was hiding in the corner and secretly contacting the good sister who worked in the Duke's mansion.

Anna: "What? The Duchess is so pretty and cute? Show me how cute Kangkang is!"

Anna: "Don't tell me that I don't dare to take pictures, just a word!"

Anna: "—you're dead!"

OK, don't see how you're still a two-faced person.

The adjutant thought blankly.

On the blue sky of the central star, there are densely assembled battleships.

His Majesty the Emperor of the Empire is seeing off the soldiers who are about to go on an expedition, and the song of praying for safety and triumph resounds in every part of the central star.

After the farewell ceremony, with the commander's order, the battleship group flew away from the central star in an orderly manner and embarked on a journey full of war and smoke.

Not long after Tu Mianmian finished breakfast, he strolled in the green courtyard, digesting food while familiarizing himself with the Duke's Mansion.

Butler Anderson stayed behind him and heard the sound of battleships leaving the airspace one after another. He raised his head and looked at it for a while, then smiled and pointed to the largest main ship and said, "His Royal Highness is there."

Mr. Steward put his hands behind his back and looked proud: "His Royal Highness is the chief commander in wartime, and everyone in the military calls His Highness a marshal."

He held up his unilateral glasses and whispered, "But I still like to call Your Highness Your Highness. It is clear that the title of Duke of the Empire is His Highness's first title."

Tu Mianmian also raised his head and looked at the sky.

The sky and the ground are too far apart, and the huge battleship stays in the air, looking at the small black dots one by one. But even so, the main ship is the biggest black spot in the sky.

Tu Mianmian observed the big black spot surrounded by the center for a moment, but couldn't see what was coming. He looked back and was about to say something to Butler Anderson, when he suddenly heard the roar of the wind.

A mech swept over.

The whole body of the mecha is silver-white, and the body bathed in sunlight has a cold color. When passing over the duke's mansion, the position of the cockpit flashed a red light.

It was as if he was looking this way.

Then the mecha lifted up into the sky, and finally submerged into the battleship team that set sail neatly, turned into a stream of light, and disappeared into the sky.

The author has something to say: #small theater#

Sivir in Mecha: Goodbye wife, I'm going on a voyage tonight

【*】：Adapted from internet jokes

Chapter 3