CHAPTER 1879: CHAPTER 1872: ARRIVAL AT HUA STATE

Despite the glass in the observation window being double-layered, the temperature difference between the inside and outside still leaves a thin layer of mist on the glass, forcing the crew to activate mechanical scrapers to clean off the condensation.

Sitting in the captain’s position, one can almost overlook the entire ground. The Ronisca Air Force still adheres to traditional ground artillery bombardment; even the newest warships retain the multi-turret structure of battleships on their underside.

The firepower of such a warship, when unleashed at full force, is enough to obliterate any army in Kyushu.

On either side of the warship, fighter jets pass by at high speed, alternating in executing guard duties. With the retrieval of the advance team, the battleship begins to return at full speed. After accelerating for a period, the colossal battleship gradually increases its speed, reaching a high-speed state.

Awanaqi had someone send Luo’er back, specifically directing him to return through a passage on one side of the battleship. This passage allows views of the outside world, akin to a tourist zone. On one side of the passage is a full-coverage dual-layer glass porthole.

The crew member responsible for miscellaneous tasks wiped the window and immediately halted his work to stand at attention when he saw Luo’er in a white down vest.

It was obvious; their respect for him was clearly tied to the clothes he was wearing.

Passing through the corridor, Luo’er eventually returned to the dormitory area. As soon as he entered the room, he saw Tangmo attentively caring for two children.

Yichuan Yu and Tang Guo were tussling on Luo’er’s bed, leaning over the porthole to watch the scenery outside. Occasionally, when a fighter jet sped by, they couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise and joy.

"Ah, childhood sweethearts are the best." Sitting at the table with legs crossed and chin resting in his hand, Tangmo sighed wistfully.

Although the dormitory was located at the tail of the battleship, due to the extensive use of soundproof materials, the noise generated by the engines was even quieter than at the bow, though there remains a faint vibration.

"Is it that lively?"

Luo’er stepped into the cabin, immediately spotting the two children causing a ruckus together.

"Sorry for letting them mess around on your bed." Tangmo gaze at Luo’er with her chin in her hand, her tone lacking any real apology.

"It’s fine, I’ll tidy it up when it’s time to sleep." Luo’er replied indifferently.

Indeed, Luo’er’s reaction did not surprise Tangmo at all.

Tang Guo sat kneeling on the bed, playing with her furry ears like a cat, while Yichuan Yu nearby widened his eyes, biting his finger with a look of envy.

If nothing unfortunate had happened to the Yichuan Clan, Yichuan Yu might never have had any intersection with Tang Guo.

After all, one is the noble scion of a powerful family, while the other is a slave of the Demon Clan. The difference in status means they have no connection.

However, within the advance team, such barriers don’t exist. Whether Kyushu citizens or Demon Clan members, they are treated equally without discrimination.

In fact, putting aside the theory of bloodlines, Demon Clan members do meet most people’s aesthetic standards, especially the Beast-Ear Race. Yichuan Yu’s interest in Tang Guo’s ears is evidently for this reason.

The plight of the Demon Clan brought Luo’er to mind the experiences of half-elves, allowing him to empathize with the situation of the Demon Clan and thus feel more compassion for Tang Guo.

"Did you go see the Captain?" Seeing Luo’er approach, Tangmo tilted his head and asked.

"Yes," Luo’er nodded, "His name is Awanaqi, a... very interesting person."

"Anyone who interacts with you would be interesting by default, right?"

Tangmo observed Luo’er’s somewhat embarrassed expression, roughly guessing his encounter.

"Now we are returning to Hua State, then we’ll reunite with the fleet at West Outer Heaven, and finally leave the East Continent," Luo’er said.

"Leaving already."

Thinking of all that had happened in the East Continent, Tangmo couldn’t help but sigh.

"We’ve only been in Kyushu for a few months, but we spent years in West Outer Heaven." Luo’er said with a bitter smile.

"These few months felt longer than three years in West Outer Heaven, so much has happened..." Tangmo shook his head.

"Anyway, we’re finally going home. When we go back this time, I guess there’s little chance we’ll venture out together again. The road for the advance team is probably at its end." Luo’er shook his head and sighed.

"Isn’t that good, staying at home is far better than wandering for these decades, isn’t it?" Tangmo replied.

"Maybe..."

"Luo’er..."

After a moment of silence, Tangmo suddenly called out.

"Hmm?"

"After we return, you should marry Yue’er." She said.

"Eh?"

Luo’er was momentarily stunned, his eyes widened as he looked at her.

"I’ve thought it over," Tangmo sighed and shrugged her shoulders, "After all, Yue’er is a Demon Clan member and not of a long-lived race; her youth can’t wait. As for me, I can wait until your body and heart belong completely to me."

"But..."

"Sometimes letting go can bring more if there is love." Tangmo rested her chin and looked at him, speaking softly.

Luo’er remained silent, bowing his head in shame, falling into deep silence.

"Don’t feel guilty, I’ve already come to terms with this. All along, these conflicts have been yours. Luo’er, listen to your heart, if you want to make both girls happy." Tangmo said with a smile.

"Thank you..."

Their time continued in silence. Two days later, the Mugaliya arrived over the Hua State’s Rainbow Government.

At this moment, everyone saw seven airships hovering over the Rainbow Government, varying in shape and size, with several fighter jets circling around them in vigilance.

Despite the chaos and turmoil in Kyushu, Hua State remained relatively peaceful, likely because it’s a border state. The lingering influence from the Wu Dynasty hadn’t reached Hua State, as the Wen Family officials still presided over affairs here.

Huayu Ting was unwilling to allow anyone to disrupt Hua State’s current structure, thus united all powerful families in Hua State to collectively resist personnel appointments from the Wu Dynasty, avoiding upheaval.

This move greatly elevated his standing among Wen Family officials but indirectly undermined his original neutral stance.

But Huayu Ting seemed indifferent, as the Wu Dynasty couldn’t even handle the Yunbei States, lacking the energy to stir trouble in Hua State.

He has always been an opportunist, knowing how to maximize his benefits. Thus, he neither favored the Wen Family nor showed much interest in the Wu Dynasty, siding only with those beneficial to him.

Currently, it’s undoubtedly the strong fleet from the West that has become his top choice. He’s also fortunate to maintain a good relationship with the advance team, allowing him to establish connections with the High-peak fleet through them.

On the ground, people densely crowded, transport planes occasionally taking off, circling towards the airships in the sky.

The advance team boarded a transport plane, departing the Mugaliya, descending towards the ground. With the pilot’s excellent skills, the transport plane smoothly stopped on the city’s main road, surrounded instantly by a crowd, thankfully blocked by the vigilant garrison soldiers.

Huayu Ting clad in elegant azure clothing, calmly stepped forward. When he saw Luo’er disembark from the transport plane, a smile appeared on his face.

"Greetings, Captain Luo’er." He stepped forward and saluted amiably.

"I thought you might still call me a saint." Luo’er joked with a laugh.

"If Captain Luo’er wishes, that’s entirely possible."

Huayu Ting squinted slightly, a faint smile on his face.

"Better not," Luo’er gently shook his head, speaking earnestly, "Let’s formally introduce, I’m Luo’er, the captain of the advance team from the Otherworld West Continent. Pleased to meet you, Young Lord."

"Pleased to meet you." Huayu Ting nodded slightly, showing rare humility toward Luo’er.

Another transport plane landed, a short figure emerged from the cabin. Under the sunlight, the medals on his chest gleamed brightly.

"Greetings, Captain Awa... Awanaqi." Huayu Ting turned to him, greeting courteously.

A demon translator stood beside Awanaqi, immediately translating Huayu Ting’s words into Dwarven Language for Awanaqi.

"We’re already acquainted, no need for formalities, Patriarch." Awanaqi waved, speaking candidly.

"But if Captain plans to stay a while, we can properly host you all. As long as Captain Awanaqi wishes, the Huayu Family is always ready to open its doors." Huayu Ting continued.