Azur Lane: The King of the Ocean

Part - 18 A Choice

May we talk about this in a more private location?" The XO said.

The captain blinked a few times,

"Is that really necessary?" The captain said.

The XO nodded slightly.

The Captain and the XO stepped out in the side bridge,

"I have recently.... Been investigating rumors, of a woman somehow getting on the ship, I have no idea how, but she was responsible for the incident" the XO said

The Captain turned around with a strange look on his face,

"I find it hard to believe too sir, there's no possible way for anyone else to get onboard." The XO said.

The Captain's face deformed a little in surprise, with a slight bit of shock.

"Spy?" The Captain asked.

"I don't know sir, however I doubt it, she had a native accent in her voice." The XO said.

"However I decided to place her into the brig for the time being, I can't be too sure." The XO then said.

"How have we not known about this sooner?" The Captain said.

"She never appeared or had any reported sightings until after we went through the mist cloud,

I only thought it was some kind of tale that some drunkard created because he was homesick or delusional." The XO said.

"Well, if she is a spy, we need to know why she's here, find out what she knows" the Captain said

"But I thought that the aliens were the biggest threat, are the British still attacking us?" The XO said.

"We still don't know if we're still at war with the British or not, so be wary." The Captain then said

"Right sir, I'll see what she knows" the XO said.

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In the Brig

Bismarck sat in the cell, as she fad been for about ten minutes now,

"Herr Fregattenkapitän!" The guard outside the cell said.

"Unlock the door." A Voice came from outside the cell,

*CLUNK!

*creeeeeeek

The metal door creaked open.

And an officer stepped into the small cell, just opposite of her,

She could see the pistol on his belt, probably there in case she tried to make a move.

He took a seat right in front of her

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"I am Fregattenkapitän Hans Oels of the Deutsche Kriegsmarine.

And you are?" The officer said, his voice carrying an air of authority.

Bismarck flinched a little, but she was used to being within the presence of the Iron Blood admiralty, so the feeling wasn't entirely unfamiliar.

"I am Bismarck, the commander in charge of the Iron Blood fleet." Bismarck said,

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The officer blinked upon her mentioning 'Iron Blood'

"Iron Blood?....

Is this the name of a fleet I am unaware of?" He said.

"No, it is a nation in the continent of Europa that I hail from" Bismarck said.

The officer got even more confused,

"Say, why haven't I heard of this before...." The officer said.

"Do you mean Germany?" The officer said.

"No, it is actually called the Iron Blood, and I am a commander in its warfleet." Bismarck said.

"If it is not called Germany, then why do you speak German?" The officer said to him

"German is the official language, Herr..... Fregattenkapitän..." Bismarck said,

The officer seemed more and more confused now,

He got up from his seat, preparing to step out,

"I have a request for your captain" Bismarck said, trying to retain some control of the conversation

The officer turned around and blinked

"This ship is leaking oil, and I know the location of local ports." Bismarck said,

"What are you proposing?..." the officer said, his eyes narrowing.

"I am offering you access to fix your ship, please take this to the captain." Bismarck said.

By now the officer was already very skeptical

But you could tell that he was considering her bold proposal, the situation must be bad.

"We will, consider your offer..... 'Bismarck'" the officer said.

He then stepped out of the cell, slamming the door.