On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

Chapter 1293 Your Majesty, this is too exciting!

at this time.

The destroyer that went to "request someone" broke through the blood-stained waves and sped back to port.

A dozen or so figures were roughly escorted to the deck.

They were bound hand and foot with cloth stuffed in their mouths, but each of them desperately straightened their backs.

The man in the lead was about forty years old, blond and blue-eyed. Even though his magnificent officer's uniform was torn and stained, the arrogance of an imperial soldier was still etched into his bones.

His gaze passed over the soldiers escorting him and was fixed on the Eastern man on the bridge.

There was no fear in those eyes, only an unyielding rage and a hint of incomprehensible confusion.

Clearly, he was the commander of this fleet.

She was also Lin Zhen's first "prey" on this trip.

In the interrogation room of the "Dingyuan", only cold metal and silence echoed.

The air was filled with the unique, cold chill of alloys, devoid of any human warmth.

The captured East India Company fleet commander, Colonel William Turner, was strapped to an interrogation chair.

Even as a prisoner, he still straightened his back, which ached from defeat, and his face still bore the last vestiges of the arrogance of an officer of the British Empire.

He looked at the Easterner in front of him, his eyes filled with the disdain of civilization for barbarism.

"I urge you to release me."

William's voice trembled slightly, though he tried to make it sound threatening.

"Otherwise, once the main force of the Royal Navy of our Great British Empire arrives, all your laughable black iron ships will be blasted to pieces!"

"I guarantee you will pay the most terrible price for your arrogance today!"

Behind the interrogation table, Lin Zhen ignored the barking of this defeated dog.

He held a delicate little silver knife in his hand and was intently peeling an apple.

With a steady blade, the fruit peel was sliced ​​into a long, intact strip that spiraled down, leaving a clean cut.

He seemed more interested in the apple than in the life or death of the prisoner before him.

Elizabeth, standing to the side, smiled and laughed.

She walked up to Colonel William in her high-heeled military boots, looking down at him with the pity one would show to a clown.

"The British Empire? The Royal Navy?"

"Oh, my dear Colonel, have you gone mad from staying in some remote colony?"

"Do you really think your so-called 'Royal Navy' can stand up to us?"

The color drained from William's face instantly.

"Nonsense! Our great empire is invincible! You lowly pirates, do not try to sway my will with lies!"

"Nonsense?"

Elizabeth's smile grew increasingly cruel.

Just as William was trying to use his last bit of reason to grasp at this lifeline called "self-deception".

The Eastern man who had been silent finally spoke.

His voice was calm, as if he were stating an insignificant historical fact.

"William Turner was thirty-eight years old and was born into a declining noble family in London."

He joined the Royal Navy at the age of fifteen and was promoted to second lieutenant for his "heroic performance" in suppressing the Indian indigenous uprising.

"He was promoted to captain at the age of twenty-five and married the daughter of a director of the East India Company. His career took off."

“Three years ago, through your father-in-law’s connections, I was transferred to Southeast Asia to serve as the commander of this ‘Far East Patrol Fleet’.”

"The mission is to eliminate pirates, and... provide protection and services for your mysterious 'partners' from 'another world'."

Lin Zhen's every word was like a precise bullet, shattering layer after layer of defense in William's heart.

He looked up in alarm at Lin Zhen.

That look was no longer that of looking at a savage enemy, but that of gazing up at an all-knowing devil.

How could he know?

How could he know these secrets that even his wife might not know?!

This is not intelligence!

This is an insight that only a god could possess!

"Who...who exactly are you?!"

William's voice was distorted by extreme fear.

"I?"

After peeling the apple, Lin Zhen used a silver knife to cut it into even small pieces.

He used the tip of his knife to pick up a piece and offered it to Murong Yan's lips, who had been quietly watching from the side.

Murong Yan naturally opened her mouth and took it in, chewing it with relish.

Lin Zhen then put another piece of apple into her mouth and chewed it slowly before answering William's question.

"A being of a higher order than you and those so-called gods behind you."

Wei Xing completely collapsed.

His spiritual world, built upon "imperial glory" and "aristocratic dignity," was shattered at this moment.

"Devil...you are a devil..."

He muttered to himself absentmindedly, his eyes vacant, devoid of any light, only filled with the fear of being hollowed out.

"Now, can we talk?"

Lin Zhen looked at him and smiled with satisfaction.

“Tell me everything about ‘New Batavia’.”

"And what exactly is this 'god' of yours?"

……

An hour later.

Lin Zhen and Murong Yan walked out of the interrogation room, which was filled with an atmosphere of despair.

Cross-examination and memory readings gave them firsthand information about "Neo-Badavia".

That so-called "First Fortress of the East" was the East India Company's lair in Southeast Asia, and also one of the "Nihilists'" secret bases in this world.

Its defensive fortifications and firepower far surpassed those of Azuchi Castle, which had just been captured.

A direct assault, even for the Zhenyuan Fleet, would inevitably come at a price.

"My lord, it seems we need to change our plans."

Murong Yan walked up to the huge holographic geomantic map, her phoenix eyes flashing with wisdom.

She was still wearing that phoenix-themed dress today. Inside the bridge of this futuristic warship, the classical elegance and cutting-edge technology strangely blended together, as if she was born to be the master of this place.

A five-zhang-long, dark gold train covered the alloy floor, and a giant phoenix embroidered with real gold thread adorned the skirt, its eyes filled with majesty as it looked down upon this steel behemoth.

"A direct assault is not the best strategy."

She pointed to a red dot on the map marked as "extremely dangerous".

"Since they are businessmen, why don't we pretend to be businessmen and go in to take a look?"

"Disguised as a businessman?"

Elizabeth's azure eyes lit up instantly, sparkling with madness and excitement.

"Oh! Your Majesty! This idea of ​​yours... is so exciting!"

"We can disguise ourselves as a super caravan from a mysterious ancient Eastern country, possessing countless rare treasures!"

"Then use those 'goods' they can't refuse to knock on the gates of that city of sin!"

"That's a good idea."

Lin Zhen nodded, a smile of approval on his face.

He walked to Murong Yan's side, gently pulled her into his arms, and whispered in her ear, his tone full of doting affection and playfulness:

“Then, Your Majesty the Queen.”

"What kind of 'goods' do you think we should bring to make those greedy hyenas willingly open the gates of hell for us?"