The time-based admiral of KanColle

"Wait, wouldn't it be the same if I went to Hermita and the others for this kind of thing?"

"Give up, Yaxu. You know, those guys who have no comradeship at all don't know the actual location of the Pope."

After immediately shattering Yaxu's expectations, Dibel added with a slight smile on his lips: "Haha, just like the Pope's real purpose is just to use you, a human being, I also left my own backup plan as the price for her not doing her best to deal with you."

"So when she sent me the throne where Miss Marco Polo sat, I stole her exact location."

"Wait, Dibel, what did you just say?"

"Hate it. I mean, Commander, you are the worst. The Pope of the Arbitrator is no match for the great Yaxu. I sincerely admire you for this and now I just want to kneel down and kiss your instep to admire your glory and honor."

Just as Di Beilu hurriedly began to rub Yaxu's chest tenderly, a cold and disgusted gaze suddenly came from outside the fluorescent door in the distance.

stare--

The cold air transmitted a cold gaze. When the observers standing outside saw Yaxu busy flirting with Di Beilu, the number one murderer, they couldn't help but vividly reveal the look of "Are you kidding me?"

And at this moment, for some reason, Yaxu felt an inexplicable sense of guilt.

In response to this, Di Belu remained calm and ignored the sinister observer who was obviously trying to come over to check on her fate. Instead, he smiled and lifted up Yaxu's chin with one hand, and continued with the transaction.

"Besides, I also have a plan to help you deal with other Sirens."

"Don't you think it's too much? Those dream weavers, Lavos and others who are out of touch with the world do nothing but act so high and mighty. Yaxu, don't you want to teach them a lesson for being so indifferent and watching?"

After that, Dibel slowly leaned over to Yaxu's ear and whispered, "The same goes for the observer outside. You have to let her know who is the ruler, Yaxu."

Oh my god! Dibel is simply a little devil!

Seeing that Di Belu immediately began to seduce him, the shocked Ya Xu had no idea how to evaluate Di Belu in his arms.

But he had to admit that he really wanted to catch Herophant, who had just left the ship without a care in the world! Otherwise, if he stayed outside, he might kidnap an unknown ship woman to threaten him one day.

If you think about it carefully, Dibelu can always give him a lesson, but he can't just let Strawberry Sundae run away.

Thinking of this, Yaxu quickly took Dibel from his arms with one hand, and then urged: "Then you find Herophant first, I have to take care of Ms. Clemenceau and the others now."

"By the way, don't think you can completely escape responsibility like this, Dibel."

"Oh? Then how much can it offset? Let's discuss it carefully."

Before Dibel could divide up the bargaining chips on Yaxu's side according to his personality, Yaxu, who was busy dealing with other things, suddenly disappeared from the spot the next moment.

As Yaxu disappeared, Dibelu silently stopped her frivolous actions and looked at the observer who was staring at her outside with a smile without saying a word.

"Why, Observer, did you come here just to watch me get spanked?"

After teasing the observers outside in a cute way, Dibelu then slowly placed his index finger between his thin lips and smiled, "It seems that a certain ship is very disappointed now."

"Haha, just wait."

And at the same time——

Facing the devastated port area that had already become a mess, as if it had experienced a world war, Yaxu had mixed feelings and could only sigh and return to the admiral's mansion, which was relatively intact.

By the way, because of the war, the ship girls in the port area who have not slept for a day are eager to rest, so now they can only let the great commander clean up the current situation.

Well, especially the wild pineapple boat squatting in the cardboard box in front of him (fog).

In an instant, Marco Polo, who was squatting in the recycling box, appeared in Yaxu's sight with scars all over his body. Yaxu, who realized that she had been squatting at the door of the Admiral's Mansion, fell into silence for a long time.

"Marco Polo? What are you doing here?"

Looking at Marco Polo, who was huddled alone in a cardboard box with only a "Please take me in" sign on his chest, Yaxu, who had just returned to the Admiral's Mansion, couldn't help but look down in surprise.

"Alas, because everyone in the Sardinian Empire doesn't want me, they won't even let me into the dormitory."

Marco Polo, who looked surprisingly energetic, spoke in a light and cheerful voice that made people feel inexplicably sad. He then playfully stuck out his forked tongue toward the outside of the carton, and then explained simply and straightforwardly.

"Therefore, I can only come to you, Commander, because other camps will definitely not let me in. If this continues, I will have no place to sleep."

After saying that, Marco Polo, who now had only a cardboard box to live in and didn't even have a tent, looked at Yaxu in front of him with anticipation.

As for Marco Polo who had lost everything, Yaxu with a dazed look on his face couldn't help but pat his forehead sincerely.

Oh my god! Marco Polo, you are so pitiful, what else can the commander say?

Seeing this, Yaxu, who had been thinking about teaching Marco Polo a good lesson this time, suddenly felt extremely embarrassed.

Chapter 1799 The four sisters from the Richelieu class!

The port area in the morning.

Because of the devastating battle last night, the entire port area was now filled with gray fog.

On the other side, Marco Polo, who had now become penniless and abandoned by all the ships, was holding a cardboard box that was still warm, and followed Yaxu into the admiral's mansion.

There was no other way. After all, if he didn't take Marco Polo in, the homeless Marco Polo would have to wander miserably outside the port.

Considering that the weather outside has been so cold recently, as a kind-hearted commander, Yaxu certainly cannot just sit there and do nothing.

"Really, Marco Polo, you have offended Veneto and the others now."

Seeing the pitiful Marco Polo with obvious marks of being beaten, Yaxu, with mixed feelings, didn't know what to say for a moment, and could only educate himself: "Anyway, this is the price of rebelling. I hope Marco Polo will learn from it."

"Wait, Marco Polo, are you listening carefully?"

Just as Yaxu returned to the commander's desk to get something, he saw the graceful Marco Polo slowly stroking the battle-damaged black stockings, and then approached the sitting Tova with eager eyes.

"Ms. Tova, we are both homeless and failed ships, do you want to make a comeback with me~?"

Looking at this blue jelly that was acting as a home computer, Marco Polo, pretending to be noble, raised his delicate face with an attractive teardrop mole and tempted Tova in a frivolous way: "I can let you be the Siren General when the time comes."

"..."

Faced with the inexplicable solicitation from the ship woman, Towa, who was only a part of the tower, certainly had no interest in paying any attention to it.

But on the other side, seeing that Marco Polo wanted to make a comeback, Yaxu couldn't help but pat his forehead sincerely, and then complained to Marco Polo with a look of emotion: "Marco Polo, do you want to do it again?"

"Of course, the ambitious Marco Polo will not fall here!"

The blue waist-length hair set off the clear color. The inexplicably confident Marco Polo straightened his chest with confidence after he finished speaking, with an expression on his face that clearly said, "I'll dare to do it again next time."

And this is the ambitious Miss Marco Polo!

Well, how should I put it, it seemed that he actually admired Marco Polo's purity.

Just as Yaxu couldn't help looking at Marco Polo, who was still proud even after being beaten, Marco Polo suddenly thought of something and continued to ask Yaxu eagerly: "So, Commander, are you back here to catch up on some sleep?"

"Can I take a shower first? Those bad iron-blooded boats beat me on the beach, making my court robe dirty, and the Romans won't let me go back to take a shower."

"By the way, Commander, can you lend me your extra shirts?"

Having said that, Marco Polo confidently extended his hand to Yaxu.

In response, Yaxu pinched the other person's face and explained softly, "I just went back to the Admiral's Mansion to get a few things. Ms. Clemenceau and Richelieu are still waiting at the church."

"And I just went to the Siren, otherwise why do you think there was no ship coming back with me?"

After saying that, Yaxu, who remembered that he was a proper commander, then reminded Marco Polo with a serious face: "Come to think of it, you also blew up a lot of the Iris Church. Marco Polo, don't you feel a little guilty towards Joan of Arc and the others?"

"Indeed, I need to reflect on this failure!"

"Forget it, Marco Polo, you should come with me later."

"Eh? Those bad guys will definitely want to strangle me to death."

After hearing that her beloved commander was not going to sleep with her directly, the aggrieved Marco Polo couldn't help but lower his pretty head slightly.

Taking advantage of this gap, Yaxu took out several brochures on new ships in the port area from behind his desk, and then prepared to take Marco Polo back to accept Richelieu and the others' decision.

After all, to be honest, he didn't really care about the fact that Marco Polo and her Siren mechas destroyed most of the port area.

Because as long as the ship is fine, the troubled commander will only think that the port area is peaceful.

Fortunately, Marco Polo did not tear the ship girls apart with his bare hands. He just tied up Saratoga and the others who were knocked down, stuffed them into a big iron cage, played the ship girl claw machine with them, and humiliated them severely.

So Yaxu decided to hand over this troublesome matter involving trial to Marco Polo for handling.

"Let's go, Marco Polo."

Although he really wanted to just lie down and sleep there, and then let the beautiful Miss Tova take care of his affairs, in order to settle the new ship girl colleague who had just arrived, Yaxu naturally would not be lazy.

So, facing Towa's cold jade-like face made of pure white and soft material, Yaxu couldn't help but rub the blue crystal jelly in front of him.

With deep blue crystals and a transparent blue body, Tova, with his glowing blue eyes narrowed, looks like a futuristic sci-fi robot. He is wrapped in white metal protective knee-high socks, with his crystal clear blue feet slightly raised, allowing the commander to fiddle with them.

"Thinking about it carefully, it turns out that you, Towa, are the most obedient Siren."

When thinking of the turmoil in the port area, Tova would still sit here motionless, and Yaxu naturally realized its purity.

Just as Yaxu was thinking about whether he should go to the Arbitrator Tower another day to catch a few Towa-chans who wanted to go home with the commander, a rustling sound suddenly came from the window not far away.

Then, Liang Yue and her group, who looked very sneaky, pried open the office window and climbed in.

However, before Liangyue, who was holding the hamster on her head, could stand firmly, Yaxu, who was not far away, couldn't help but pick up the little hamster.

"Wow! Commander, why are you here!?"

With her dark gray hamster ears drooping, Liang Yue was caught off guard and dangling her alluring split-toe shoes and socks in the air. She then looked at the commander, who was always elusive, with a silly look on her face.

Seeing this, the cute Fengyun and the others also poked their little heads out of the window one by one.

"Commander, our home has been bombed. It's so tragic."

Facing the soft and expelling expressions of Shan Feng and the others, as if to quickly adopt them, Ya Xu, who had a sharp mind, immediately noticed the big problem and began to ask tentatively.

"Well, could it be that your entire dormitory area in Sakura Empire was blown up?"

"Hehe, actually it's okay Commander, it's just that none of us want to go live with the aircraft carrier sisters, so we might as well just come to the Commander's place and stay."

With her snow-blue dog tail lifted up, the energetic Fubuki looked at Yaxu expectantly after she finished speaking.

This is a problem. He would feel embarrassed to bring a bunch of little ship girls to eat and drink for free every day.

When he thought about the fact that he now had a nest of hungry little ship girls to feed, Yaxu looked away in embarrassment.

I have to say, with the considerate ship girl and the convenience of time travel, he hasn't done any serious housework for a long time.

I don't know if Towa sauce has an automatic cooking function.

Just when Yaxu couldn't help but be curious about Siren's cooking skills, Shiyu, who was jumping on the spot, quickly raised his hand, then said with a smug smile: "Wait a minute, Commander, Shiyu wants to report Xuefeng!"

"Nanoda!!!"

Before Shi Yu had the chance to complain to the commander, Xuefeng, with a red face, rushed to knock Shi Yu down from behind and covered his mouth tightly.

While Liangyue and the other little ship girls were playing with each other, Yaxu hurriedly grabbed Marco Polo who was about to slip away, and then walked outside.

After all, due to the miserable illness of the black enterprises, he now lost the convenient port area taxis and could only walk there by himself.

"Anyway, I'll leave it to you to make the bed."

After reminding the enthusiastic Fubuki and the others before leaving, Yaxu, holding the port area guide book in his hand, then dragged the aggrieved and pitiful Marco Polo and prepared to go to the church to find Bismarck and the others.

And at the same time——

In the dilapidated Iris Church, the once magnificent and sacred glazed dome now has several holes in it, standing particularly abruptly above the prayer hall.

In response, Richelieu and other ships with blushing faces looked at the group of Vatican colleagues who were suddenly taken back by the commander with embarrassment.

"I'm sorry everyone, I should have welcomed you more grandly."

Facing the subtle gazes from Guichan and the others, Richelieu's boatman also experienced for the first time the sense of shame brought about by poverty.

Fortunately, Clemenceau smiled and said nothing about the predicament of his cardinal.

"Anyway, do you want to have something to drink first?"

The cascading orange-gold hair covered the hot earlobes. After the holy and elegant Richelieu finished speaking, he still put on the graceful posture of a flagship, ready to receive his companions from the Vatican.

However, at this moment, Dunkirk, with a blushing face, hurriedly reminded in a low voice from behind.

"Master Richelieu, our church kitchen has become a ruin. Now we can't even turn over a clean tea bowl (blushing)."

“Is that so?”

Seeing Brest and the others standing there in a state of confusion, Clemenceau couldn't help but smile and said, "Haha, I thought our place was miserable enough, but I didn't expect your place to be just as miserable~?"

Seeing that Joan of Arc and her otherworldly saints didn't know how to follow the elegant church atmosphere after their "fall into poverty", Jean Bart, who had been watching coldly from a distance, finally couldn't help but come over.

"Humph! It's already like this, why are you still worrying about some boring etiquette?"

Jean Bart keenly noticed that Guishan and the others were standing somewhat at a loss behind Clemenceau, and immediately realized that the scheming Clemenceau was trying to show off to her. Of course, he did not care about the tolerance of the sister ship, but interrupted immediately.

"That's where you'll start teasing us, Clemenceau."

"You don't look like you're here for an official visit. What's going on? Do you owe our commander a favor and have to come here to be kidnapped by him?"