In the End, I Still Boarded the Pirate Ship (Ending) (Continued)

"Having a strong girlfriend seems to make you quite happy, my lord?"

Her voice was serpentine, soft as spring rain. A velvet glove lightly brushed against his neck, like a lazy cat, while an orchid-like fragrance lingered behind him. It was truly difficult to resist.

"I, Rita, am the vice-captain of Immortal Blade and bear the responsibility of hunting you down. Yet I seem rather fond of you and find myself unable to act. Tell me, Lord Zhao Bai, what should Rita do?"

"Immortal Blade... but your captain, Durandal, is in the next room playing video games with my wife right now."

"Huh?"

Rita lost her composure for an instant.

Before the words had even faded, Durandal pushed open the door, disappointment impossible to hide in her eyes. Bronya was removing the tie covering her eyes and retying it into an elaborate, proper bow at her chest. Clearly, they had used the blindfold method.

Just as Zhao Bai had expected.

Even if Bronya gave her both eyes, Durandal still could not beat humanity's strongest player—Metal Gear Blonja.

"We've already lost."

Durandal sighed and waved them away.

Seeing Bronya approaching while pushing a wheelchair, Zhao Bai hurriedly stood up, indicating that his legs were still perfectly functional and that he was nowhere near the point of needing a wheelchair.

What exactly did this woman think he had been through?

The plane took off silently from Schicksal European Headquarters, bound for St. Freya Academy.

As the sun rose, he found that everyone had prepared gifts for him aboard the plane: a pure white Navy uniform, its shoulder epaulets still blank and waiting to be attached, as well as an office nameplate bearing the words "Captain" in dark wood, with the word "Intern" affixed in front.

Intern Captain?

That truly elevated him