Chapter 2533 pregnant hibiscus

( ) Disasters and wars are always easy to give birth to something. Maybe it's panic, maybe it's unwillingness, maybe it's pessimism, maybe it's desire.

After all, when death is lingering around and no one knows whether there will be tomorrow, what we can see with our eyes is the current situation, and what we can touch with our hands are only the people around us.

So under the accumulated pressure, we may need to vent during the idle time between crazy busyness, or...even if we just want to leave something for the future that may no longer have our own existence.

In short, when the sun shone through the east window one morning, Fleur suddenly discovered that she might be pregnant.

She didn't tell Bill, because the situation on the second battlefield has become more and more anxious recently-she watched his face become serious day by day, and she couldn't let him add another worry for nothing, Even if that might be a good thing.

However, it turns out that even without her accident, troubles belonging to Bill and Granger's camp would still come uninvited——

Bill, a large fleet suddenly appeared on the sea, and the flagship is a magic ship! They are coming to us from the east. It seems that they are planning to dock at the pier controlled by our camp.

Fleet? Is there a flag? What's the history?

It's the crossed wand and the twelve star rings, the flag of the new coalition formed by the International Federation of Wizards! It's just...there are too many ships, and we haven't received any news beforehand. This is too abnormal!

Following the morning sea breeze, the voice of the conversation was faintly carried from the entrance of the central camp to the tent of the medical supplies storage point, next to Fu Rong's ears.

As the wizard who had gone to report to Bill said, this discovery was unusual. You must know that the International Federation of Wizards led by Maxim has always been the biggest rear support of the Granger camp, and a lot of information obtained by the camp will be sent to Maxim, and Bill is very Most of the information was obtained directly from the command post of the federation.

But this time, Bill didn't get any information about the action of the large fleet assembled by the Federation's coalition forces beforehand. He didn't know until the camp wizard on the lighthouse outside the pier saw it with his own eyes.

Not to mention that he didn't even know that the movement of Maxim's fleet was completely open to the outside world from the start. In other words, only the Granger camp was deliberately kept in the dark about this matter. out of the drum.

Why is that?

Whatever the reason,

At least the appearance of this fleet made us notice that the sources of intelligence in our camp are actually very narrow. If the Confederation, the main feeder of information, deliberately blocked it, we would be half blind and deaf in no time... as we are now.

As Bill said so, he put his pen aside and stood up with his hands on the edge of the table.

I'll go to greet you, and you immediately notify all the camp staff to enter a state of alert!

...

Bill was the oldest of the Weasley brothers and sisters, and now he was presiding over an entire battalion very close to the front line, which naturally made him more mature.

The busyness day after day and the anxiety that was suppressed in my heart gradually revealed some vicissitudes while calming down.

Every time he had a little spare time to rest, Fu Rong would shave him, which could at least make his mental outlook look better. As the person in charge of the camp, this is of course necessary, so Bill is also very cooperative - he knows that he needs an appearance and posture that can make those subordinates maintain confidence in him.

It's a pity that he went to bed late last night and woke up early and hastily, so he didn't have time to deal with the stubble on his chin.

Fleur, who came out of the medical supplies tent, looked at Bill's leaving figure from a distance, and saw Bill subconsciously touched his chin, she knew that the same thought as her had just flashed in Bill's mind.

But of course, the trivial matter of not shaving is somewhat insignificant compared to the suspense hidden on the flagship that has probably begun to dock at this moment.

Furong touched her lower abdomen, without hesitation, Dang even stepped up and watched Bill's back and followed.

...

The weather was good this morning, and the rising sun cast a slightly dazzling sparkle on the sea. It is a pity that soon, the large fleet belonging to the coalition forces of the Federation sailed through the waves, and took most of the wide sea surface of the port of Cherbourg.

The huge pier can't dock so many ships, so in fact, only a few accompanying ships came in next to the flagship.

Standing on the pier to meet the front of the team, Bill looked at the complex composition of the large fleet on the sea, most of which were old wooden ships. While suppressing the slight uneasiness in his heart, he couldn't help wondering :

I don't know how to gather such a fleet for Maxim?

Wizards in the modern wizarding world seldom use ships to navigate the seas. Even if necessary, or maybe just because of their whims, most of them would hide their identities and borrow Muggle flights to go to sea. To be honest, it is not easy to cobble together such a large fleet, and it is no wonder that various forces and people are also surprised by it after learning about it recently.

Just as he was slightly distracted, the leading ship finally docked first, and then the rear gangway was stabilized, and the tall figure that would definitely attract attention once it appeared followed it down the stairs.

Mr. Weasley, Granger's camp has really worked hard for you. Seriously, I really shouldn't have troubled you to come out to greet him in person!

Madame Maxime's voice was not as high as her figure, but the sound of the waves on the pier forced her to raise her volume. Perhaps it was because of this that her demeanor when she first greeted her seemed to be somewhat deliberate.

No, it's okay, it should be. Bill smiled and said loudly, President, you have worked as hard as I do, not to mention, things that require you to make up your mind must be more important than others. My side is much more important!

He walked forward while talking, but only Fu Rong, who was standing at the end of the welcoming crowd, could realize that Bill was not in good condition today.

This is the third time he has touched the stubble on his chin. Fu Rong in the crowd frowned, Is it because he didn't get enough sleep last night?

In fact, Fu Rong, who had noticed just now, followed because of worry, and now, she began to think about when to choose a moment to help him.

Also, Fu Rong's eyes moved suddenly, Madam's state is also very strange.