"Sa, port, full gate fire!

"Port side, all doors sweep! You don't have to aim, shoot anyway! Shoot me!"

"Don't be late for being repetitive, Hynd!

"What if you're talking about people!? Liz's going to the bridge, so we shoot a lot of them one gate at a time!

"- Whoa!? It was!

Twenty-four total guns, half of which are allocated to the port.

If there were six of us, it would be necessary to operate two doors at a time, but in the present state, where one is missing, the need arises to make up for it.

Slightly inconsistent, one beat from it and one large mass of iron balls fired from those twelve cannons.

A turret with wheels goes backwards one after the other in recoil.

"Close, close! Why are you in the melee again?

"Shut up. This is a big one, so it's definitely less harmful."

That's what Siesta tells you with a glimpse of her face.

Is that it? Being in there means the ship is...?

"The ship is to your sister. I really wanted to see what happened to the cannon right after we got close."

"If you ask me why, I'm not convinced, but suddenly you should be left to it!

"Fair enough, I'm going straight ahead later. More than that, see. We won, didn't we?

The most (...) later (...) medium-sized ship broke the hull and sank, and we won.

All three opponents fought this time, two small and one medium.

All thanks to Mr. Serene's shelling skills and Siesta's sense of manoeuvring, he was able to sink without entering the White Soldier War.

"Our victory! But the Battle of the White Soldiers seems to be in your custody again..."

Yumil squeaks as she tries to wipe the sweat gently.

"Mr. Serene dropped me a small ship before I approached him. I mean, it's better not to be possible, right? There are only eight of us."

"Right. I think it would be desirable to settle for the shootout as soon as possible."

"If even an eight-man ship were found out, it would be more likely to be actively brought into the White Soldier War..."

"Um, I figured there was quite a problem. Equipment for this ship"

We all nod at Siesta's words.

You said you won, but nobody and he look refreshed because the battle content isn't very good.

The point I was getting as of yesterday was 120, which rose to 340 points after a few fights.

One thing seems to be going well, but somehow everyone has the feeling that "I guess I'll get stuck if I stay like this".

Therefore…….

"Where? I don't even have to ask. All the time -"

"The range of the cannon, right?

Siesta snorts loudly at me and Mr. Serene's words to get my will.

and that's where Signeria and Liz also come down from the bridge to the deck.

"Yes, that's right. The range of the cannon is the same… For example, if you shoot a medium-sized ship properly, no matter how many seniors you have, this one will be worn out first. The size I just said - game-wise, that's a hit box issue. It's the hard part of a big ship."

"Is that why you're approaching and pushing more cannons and more firepower than your opponent..."

"Well, Pudding's armored. You can't lose first if you fight both at the required distance. Even so, if it's a series of wars, it's going to wear out gradually, and it's very hard to say it's a smart method of warfare."

"Wow, wow, what? Hey, hey, Shh?... Cy?

"Ask your father and you'll see."

……

... as I'll tell you later about Liquorice's doubts.

In terms of damaged armor - that is, the ship's HP - it is possible to repair it if you return to port like a game.

But whether it's something you can fight like this or not...... it would be obvious if you looked at your current HP.

Liz is just checking the condition of the ship on the menu screen.

"You're spreading a little hull wound... what do you want to do?

"Though revivable, you don't want to sink once in the mood!

"Oh, sure. Even though it was years ago, it was a ship that sold its name on an unsinkable ship. We don't have time to mud that assessment with our hands."

"Differences in performance, and there's still room."

"Hmmm......"

There are few shadows around as we rely on tactical information to avoid areas where high points gather.

Unless you have an irregular, though it seems possible to play that you will fight as critical as Tobi says and then escape to the port for repairs.

But we are just starting to fight in earnest today... I'm worried about the event deadline because it's late, but it's not yet an occasion to rush and force.

Besides...

"You want to finish your gear quiz before it hits a high point. If you're gonna try everything, why don't you just do it now?

"I agree with you, Hynd. Fighting with an untrustworthy weapon can be a big part of the battle."

To the opinion of Mr Serene, no other, the air of the place flows towards a temporary return.

Sensing that, Siesta, the helmsman, raised her face in a slow motion.

"Well, do you want to go back to port once? It's easy systematically to change gear or improve it, isn't it?

"Oh, they also have specialty stores, so there's no problem. So the needle's in the harbor, Siesta."

"Aisa"

"This one focuses on Mr. Serene, consulting on gear changes -"

In the middle of words, I captured the ship at the edge of my sight.

With fleet formation, we're coming this way to boost our will.

"I thought... but it looks like we're gonna have to play another fight. I can't say it's in very good shape... but with the current equipment, try it as best you can."

"Uhm. I'll kick your ass!

"You'll be able to escape, but it's still too early to show you the maximum speed of battle."

"The points are also affordable, 413. If I had to, I'd be a runaway, but I was wondering if I could still figure it out."

Again, a signal bullet is launched that indicates the will to engage.

In contrast, the time limit to reply appears in the field of vision.

Be careful if you accept or refuse, they will draw points if you don't reply within this time.

To avoid being too close, Siesta and Signeria back on the bridge move the ship away from their opponents.

"The waves are calm, and the sailing speed is pretty good... because the guns that are equipped look the same, yeah. I think you can drop one with a critical range. When you're done replying, let's attack first."

"Wow... Senior Serene looks great at times like this, Senior Yumil......!

"Hmmm... here's the thing, sharpened... the so-called sniper face, huh? - Seth's glasses glow when the other ship sinks with shells!

"I'll glow!

"Huh, both of you? Well, it's embarrassing... and it doesn't shine, and even if it does, it's a reflection of the sun..."

... Anyway, I just hope the illuminated Mr. Serene doesn't take the target off.

This one also launches a handheld ceremonial signal bullet, which begins the countdown of the start of the engagement.