Chapter 965: Iron and Blood Above All!

The sea stretched endlessly, Bisimai's eyes fixed on the sea surface; the previous scene kept replaying in her mind.

Although it was not something she had experienced, now she seemed, from this perspective, to be a firsthand witness of everything.

"Between Iron Blood and the Royal, have their grudges not been settled yet in this world?"

After this thought flashed in her mind, the scene before her seemed to change again. Darkness shrouded the sea surface, and she suddenly realized she was no longer on that sea surface just moments ago.

In a blur, a huge figure appeared before her. Although she had never seen such a figure before, she had seen similar ship equipment several times.

Moreover, the person sitting atop the ship equipment made a name flash in her mind.

"Observer!"

Her mouth moved, but it was not her words; it was another of her words.

"On what grounds should we trust you?"

The Observer seated on the huge ship equipment before her gave a faint smile, saying, "Just based on Iron Blood's current situation."

Bisimai fell silent, but the Observer's voice did not stop.

"According to the course of history, Iron Blood will soon be wiped from this continent, and your enemies will enjoy the wine of victory in the homeland that rightfully belongs to you—what a humiliating sight."

"Think of your comrades, think of your sister who has not yet enlisted—do you really want to taste the humiliation of the eleventh article again?"

"Shut up!" Bisimai shouted angrily!

"How could Iron Blood's millennia-old heritage perish over just one or two defeats? I will lead our comrades and people to regain glory, driving you utterly back to the dark seabed!"

The Observer gave a light chuckle, ignoring Bisimai's anger, saying, "There is a human saying: people are like trees; the more they yearn for the sunlight above, the deeper their roots must stretch into the dark earth."

"Don't you yearn for the sunrise?"

"Talk is useless, Feuer!" Bisimai said, her ship equipment aiming at the Observer ahead and spewing flames. However, the shells did not hit the Observer as she intended; instead, they stopped at a point relatively close to the Observer.

The Observer watched the approaching shell, lightly tapped it with a finger, and the shell's warhead fell into the sea.

"Such weak weapons cannot bring a future to your people. Think hard—what interests of yours are worth our greed? Technology, wealth, or the ocean?"

"You have nothing!"

The Observer's contemptuous tone left Bisimai somewhat dazed, unable to utter a word for a moment.

"The Royal Fleet possesses several times your strength, even blockading the ocean that rightfully belongs to you; your opponent is not me, but those across the sea."

"Compared to those foolish barbarians, I believe you can better grasp the importance of the big picture. I will hand you the key to the future, which can bring you destruction as well as hope."

"Whether you become a sacrifice to science or mere debris under the wheels is up to your choice; we will meet again."

As the Observer spoke, the ship equipment she sat on suddenly opened its mouth, and a Cube emitting a black-red glow drifted out, falling before Bisimai.

Watching the Observer about to leave, Bisimai stared blankly, "The gap is too great—there isn't even any bargaining chip at the negotiation table…? Prime Minister, if it were you… how would you choose…"

"How should I choose then?"

As if responding to that thought, Bisimai reached out and called out to the Observer who was about to turn around.

"Wait a moment!"

The Observer turned sideways again, looking at the urgent Bisimai, "Hmm? Any other questions, Bisimai?"

"I want to know, among the countless possibilities you have observed, does there exist…"

Bisimai had just said that when the Observer mercilessly cut her off, "No, there isn't."

Although she already had an answer in her heart, hearing the Observer's reply left Bisimai stunned in place.

"In the long river of history spanning thousands of years, you as an individual are merely a speck in the vast sea—too insignificant to ever have possessed the right to choose your own fate."

"From birth to death, you have never possessed it. Whether you could survive that crucial battle or not, the tide of the times would not change." The Observer chuckled lightly.

At that moment, Bisimai shook her head, "No… you're wrong. What I want to know is not about my fate, but about my nation, my people, my comrades, my sister—whether their future holds the possibility of redemption…"

The Observer narrowed her eyes, fell silent briefly, then laughed, "Hehe, you are truly an interesting specimen, managing to achieve a dialogue beyond our predictions. To wear a crown one must bear its weight—it seems you have already grasped its meaning."

Bisimai's face showed a resolute expression as she looked at the Observer before her, "To truly experience life, you must stand upon life itself; as individuals, our lives perish at birth, replaced by a steel body named Iron Blood, which will ultimately surpass all!"

"If so, then go—use your tiny, humble life to affect the world, stir the gears of stagnant time, let the seas surge for you, let the winds and clouds change color for you."

"By then, your insignificant life will have accomplished you, you will have found another self, and then you will be able to find the answer…"

"But the precondition is that, at that time, you can accept that other self—hehehe…" The Observer said, laughing, and then vanished before Bisimai.

Just as Bisimai had not yet come to her senses, the sea before her and the spinning black Cube disappeared, replaced by a place resembling a podium.

Before her, banners fluttered; Iron Blood's shipgirls stood to the left and right, while below stood rows of Iron Blood soldiers, all solemn, gazing toward the podium.

"Comrades!"

"Iron Blood must gather its strength and hold it in hand, awaiting an opportune moment."

"However, such opportunities have already been missed several times…"

"Failure is merely the final test of resilience; truth lies only within the range of the guns!"

"For the unyielding, there is no such thing as failure; our living space is not achieved by begging or protest, but should be resolved by iron and blood!"

"This is precisely the mistake we once made…"

"Iron Blood has no other path; only struggle!"

"EisenundBlutuberalles!"

"EisenundBlutuberalles!"

"EisenundBlutuberalles!"

Looking at the fervent shouts below the platform, Bisimai felt something gestating within her heart.

"EisenundBlutuberalles—does iron and blood surpass all? Perhaps it once was, but now what I possess is what you have long dreamed of!"

"But I will not halt my steps; such beauty is worth defending at any cost!"

"Including, iron and blood!"