Isolde forced a bitter smile and answered helplessly, "I'll follow orders."
"All right, go handle your business. I'll be leaving first."
Krell patted his adjutant's shoulder, turned, and left, leaving Isolde standing there in utter confusion.
Ever since the captain and vice-captain had gotten married, he had increasingly felt that he had become caught between the two of them...
"Ah, forget it. The more I think about it, the more tears I'll shed. If I weren't afraid my father would break my legs, I'd really just run away."
After glancing back at the captain's office, Isolde decided to make his report tomorrow.
As for if the captain asked where the vice-captain had gone, he would simply tell the truth. After all, he was merely an ordinary adjutant.
Returning to his private lounge, Krell changed into a white casual outfit and swaggered toward the Floating Base's main gate.
Along the way, many Floating Fleet officers saw how unusually proper Krell was dressed and could not help teasing him.
"Yo, Krell, which noble lady are you going to see? You're dressed so formally."
"Get lost, get lost. Don't talk nonsense. I'm going to visit a friend."
"A friend? What friend? More like a little lover. Be careful Captain Italia doesn't catch you on the spot."
"You spend every day lingering around Wind Valley Manor. Watch out, or I'll tell that tigress of yours and have your father-in-law hang you up for a beating."
Krell did not indulge them at all and fired back without hesitation.
After passing through two layers of Magic Barriers, Krell arrived at the Floating Base's gate.
"Krell, long time no see." Velin stepped forward, embraced him, and greeted him warmly.
Looking at the familiar face, Krell smiled and said, "Ten years passed in the blink of an eye.