The time-based admiral of KanColle

Faced with the blunt words from the so-called Jean Bart sister, Clemenceau, who was swaying in her hollow fishtail skirt, twisted her graceful waist and smiled as she lifted up the hollow big sister's chest with one hand.

"You are still as aggressive as ever, Jean Bart."

Admiring the subtle image of Jean Bart and Richelieu standing together, Clemenceau narrowed his beautiful eyes and then slowly looked at Gascoigne who was standing with Champagne and the others in the distance.

"In short, now is a rare time for our sister ships to gather together, so let's not say such strange words to each other."

Having said this, Clemenceau, smiling, took the initiative to walk up to Richelieu and Jean Bart in a friendly manner, then took their hands one by one and placed them together with his own.

"Tsk! You were never so childish before, Clemenceau!"

Seeing that Jeanbart immediately withdrew his hand in disgust, Clemenceau, who had expected this, did not say anything more.

"Then how about we talk about Mr. Yaxu's matter next."

Although Clemenceau was very curious about the current ecological environment of the port area as a scheming ship, due to personal reasons, Clemenceau took the lead in asking Richelieu, who was smiling appropriately, "Excuse me, Richelieu, you are all Mr. Yaxu's wedding ship, right? Including Jean Bart."

"That idiot, what the hell is he saying outside?"

Seeing that Clemenceau was paying attention to this kind of question first, Barton felt embarrassed and couldn't help but said, "Is he using my affairs as a topic of conversation with you?"

"I don't think this is something to be ashamed of, Jean Barr."

After seeing the truth of the matter from Jean Bart's reaction, Clemenceau was very surprised and asked Richelieu with a playful look on his face: "So, how did Jean Bart get it done? It's really worth wondering."

"Ah la la ~?"

Just as Richelieu couldn't help laughing along with Clemenceau, Algeria, with his big chest, patted Marseillaise and her girls' shoulders from behind at the right time and asked some serious questions.

"So, what happened between you and our commander? This time, a few Sirens bullied our dear commander together. Did you see it?"

"Well, to be more precise, it was Banerwei who was bullying your commander."

Facing Leon's teasing, the blushing Ban Erwei quickly waved his hands, and then whispered to Jean Bart and the others with a guilty look on his face: "I'm sorry, it's because of me that Mr. Yaxu was threatened."

Chapter 1800: When the Ship Women Are Homeless

At this moment, the port area is shrouded in fog.

In front of the Iris Church, which was already missing a piece of it, a group of flagships that seemed to have nothing to do were waiting leisurely outside the church, feeling the cold wind and patiently waiting for their beloved commander.

"So this time it's the sister ship of Richelieu and the others."

Leaving enough time for Clemenceau and the others in the church to reunite on their sister ships, Bismarck, who was waiting outside on purpose, covered his thick velvet military uniform, lowered his solemn military cap, and glanced behind him.

Although these ship girls in the port area have long been accustomed to the ship girls who were brought here in packs, they are still a little concerned about how the commander ran into a wild ship girl this time.

"I heard that this time it was because the Pope of the Arbitrator used the ship girl to threaten the commander."

With a heroic demeanor matched with the white eagle's windbreaker, Enterprise, who exclaimed "White Mist", pulled up his uniform that kept sliding down from his soft shoulders, and then put his hands into the round eagle wings to keep warm.

After all, it has been getting colder in the port area these days.

Just as Enterprise and Bismarck were in a daze, the graceful Rossia firmly put her arm around Enterprise's shoulder and asked enthusiastically, "By the way! How much damage did your camp suffer this time?"

"Because our Northern Alliance camp is located closer to the edge of the port area, we didn't suffer much damage."

"How about this? If you don't have a place to stay, why don't you come to my place and drink with Shui Xing and the others until you vomit~?"

Knowing that the rebellion in the port had destroyed many dormitories of the women on the ship, Rossia wanted to take the opportunity to pick up two new drinking buddies and said happily, then she patted Enterprise affectionately and looked at Bismarck and the others.

However, Bismarck, who always kept his business in mind and did not like to establish friendships with private ships, immediately declined Rossia's invitation, saying, "Because most of our Iron Blood Base is located underground, and there are many protective facilities, it's okay."

"Really? That's just right. I don't know why, but Miss Marco Polo seems to like bombing our Royal Castle."

With perfect and cool etiquette and a little joke, Belfast said and then pushed Queen Elizabeth, who was leaning on her waist and looking a little drowsy, without leaving a trace.

"Your Majesty, you can't just fall asleep on me like this."

"Mmmmm, this king needs to find a husband to mend the royal family!"

When she thought about her queen's bedroom on the top of the castle being pierced by the holy light, the angry Shabai suddenly felt more energetic and showed her cute little fangs.

"Damn you, Veneto! How are you going to accompany me?"

Seeing the innocent Veneto still with that leisurely expression, the blonde Queen Elizabeth naturally couldn't help feeling a little annoyed. After all, there was no trace of guilt on the other's face at all.

"Royal Queen, we Sardinians are also victims this time."

Seeing that the silly white queen of the royal family was coming to settle accounts with her, Veneto could not help but put her slender hand on the heavy chest and said with a peaceful smile: "Anyway, we have already expelled Marco Polo, how about you settle accounts with her alone."

My goodness, it’s all resentment. Is there no sense of fellowship at all?

Just when Qiye and the others couldn't help but look at Veneto, Yaxu, holding Marco Polo's hand, suddenly appeared from the side.

"So, Richelieu and the others are entertaining Clemenceau and the others in there now?"

Seeing Queen Elizabeth and the others waiting outside the church alone, Yaxu couldn't help but ask curiously, "Strange, why don't you wait for me inside the church?"

"Hmm! How dare you say that, my stupid husband? It's all because of that bastard behind you. Richelieu and the others can't even serve me a cup of tea! I can only stand outside in the cold wind!"

Having said that, Elizabeth, trying to make herself look more ferocious, pulled up her sleeves and punched Marco Polo with a windmill punch.

In response, Marco Polo quickly hid behind Yaxu, and even vividly stuck out his forked tongue at Sha Baibai.

Seeing this, the serious Bismarck did not forget to ask Yaxu with concern: "Commander, how do you plan to punish her?"

"Well, how about I whip her with a whip?"

Noticing that the company and the others all wanted to know his method of punishment, Yaxu, who really had no experience, could only add tentatively: "Or, should I blindfold her and tie her up and let the candles drip on her?"

"Huh~ I told you that what you did is not a punishment at all, but a reward, Commander."

Seeing that Yaxu had no intention of expelling Marco Polo from the port, Bismarck, who had anticipated this, could not help but hug the bulging iron-blooded military uniform, and then seriously suggested: "You must give her a severe punishment this time."

"Although I know that destroying the port is not a big problem for you, Commander, this is essentially a matter of attitude. Internal strife among ship girls is a very serious problem for a port!"

Having said that, Bismarck couldn't help but rub his forehead with a headache.

Because if Marco Polo dared to rebel today, wouldn't Prince Ruprecht stab her bed with a pair of scissors tomorrow, or even come to pinch her neck in the middle of the night! ?

Before Bismarck could explain the seriousness of the situation to Yaxu, Marco Polo poked his head out from behind Yaxu and immediately corrected Bismarck with confidence: "What a joke! They are clearly rebelling against you, not against the commander!"

"Besides, kings, princes, generals and ministers are all of different species! Who says I can't be the leader of the ship girls!?"

Before Marco Polo could finish his defense, Veneto, who always kept a gentle smile, clasped his hands together leisurely and suggested to Yaxu: "Commander, how about we use the guillotine?"

"We can ask Louis IX and the others to borrow it now. Commander, you just need to get Miss Marco Polo's head back in time. It's very safe."

As expected, all those innocent people are black-hearted!

Seeing that Veneto really wanted to take down the head of Marco Polo's ship this time, Yaxu sighed and had to turn to look at White Eagle's enterprise.

After all, only a calm business person can provide good ideas without any emotional elements.

“So what do you think of the business?”

"???"

Hearing that the commander seemed to want to leave the issue of punishing Marco Polo to the decision of the ship girls, Enterprise was stunned for a moment but did not focus on Marco Polo. Instead, she suddenly asked curiously: "Commander, how are you going to deal with the Siren?"

"I originally planned to start with Dibelu, but she proposed a deal to waive the punishment."

"Trade? Physically?"

"Enterprise, is this the image of your beloved commander in your mind..."

Facing Enterprise's unconscious question, Yaxu, who was in a complicated mood, couldn't help but sigh, and then explained: "She said that she could help me catch the Pope of the Arbitrator, and that is to use Clemenceau and the others' Herophants this time."

"I see. Sorry (blushing)."

Qiye keenly noticed that Yaxu seemed to be very wary of Herophant, and vaguely realized something and asked with concern: "Is she very difficult?"

"Well, her method of using the ship girl to coerce me did not leave any loopholes, which made me very worried about her."

Worried that Helophon might threaten him in the future, Yaxu, who wanted to resolve the issue once and for all, naturally wasn't going to just pretend nothing had happened.

By the way, in the Siren camp in the port area, Sirens like Steliancus can enter and exit the port area freely, but the only one is Dibel. He still remembers to ask Black Helena to help keep an eye on her.

After all, well-behaved sirens like Tova, who don't seem to have any special desires at first glance, are actually quite trustworthy. But people like Purification and Dibel who are full of distracting thoughts need to be treated with caution.

"Tsk! That demon of an arbitrator really refuses to take any loss."

Hearing that Dibel was actually using such means to make a deal with the commander, Bismarck frowned and then suggested: "Commander, for a proud ship girl like Miss Marco Polo, you have to use humiliation."

"That's right, Xiao Yaxu, you have to make her kneel down and lick your feet, right now, in front of us~?"

In an instant, a frivolous voice with a completely different style suddenly sounded from the side, and Atago with his ink-stained dog ears erect suddenly came over from the side without any sense of incongruity, and stuck directly to Yaxu.

"Or how about making Miss Marco Polo not wear her uniform in the port area in the future, and tie a dog walking leash around her neck, and Commander, mess up her body and let her walk around the port area crying."

Placing her delicate index finger between her alluring lips, Atago smiled slightly and then whispered in Yaxu's ear, "Use a hot iron to burn a few commander-specific patterns on Marco Polo's body like you would on a livestock."

"In the end, if you let her crawl around the port area like this, it will be even more perfect if the Commander sits on her~?"

"Atago, why did you come here suddenly?"

Yaxu tactically ignored all of Atago's suggestions and didn't even dare to pretend to hear them. Then he pushed Atago to Bismarck's side to neutralize Atago's bad dog atmosphere.

Seeing this, Atago, pretending to be lost, quickly picked up a bone pillow, and then pitifully said to Yaxu: "I can't help it. Because of Miss Marco Polo, I am now homeless."

"I'll go and help you fix it later. Besides, Akashi and the others are rebuilding the port area right now."

Just when Yaxu was about to stop Atago with righteous words, Chang Mengmeng, who had been silent from the beginning, carefully pulled Yaxu's sleeve from the side.

"Well, my castle tower was blown to pieces, so (blushing)..."

Hearing Chang Meng's long-awaited cute plea, Queen Elizabeth and the others looked at each other in bewilderment and could not help but stay where they were.

Good fellow, you little fox from Sakura Empire are actually using this trick! ?

To be honest, among this group of flagship girls, Nagato has the most innocent face, but she turns out to be the most frivolous little fox!

As expected, on this kind of issue, the ship women of the Sakura Empire camp are always the first to react!

Suddenly realizing that this seemed to be a troublesome matter that had to be left behind, and that it was a good opportunity to get food and lodging from the commander, Rossia, who was the first to react, couldn't help but quickly take out his communication watch.

So the next second, Rossia turned her back to Enterprise and the others and quietly began to contact her colleagues in the Northern Alliance.

"Wait, what are you doing? Rosia!"

After keenly noticing Rossia's small movements, Bismarck, with a frown on his face, could not help but interrupt: "If you all do this, it will only cause trouble for the commander!"

"After all, the Admiral's Mansion can't accommodate many ship girls."

"Shut up! Rebuilding the port is too much trouble. I just want to live a life of idleness and wait for death with Comrade Commander!"

Facing Rosia's self-destructive words, Veneto suddenly reacted and fell limply on Yaxu. While pulling at Yaxu's uniform, he said sadly: "Come to think of it, I have nowhere to live now."

"But she seems to be fine in Rome. It seems that the task of rebuilding the Sardinian palace and surrounding buildings can only be left to her."

"???"

Seeing that Veneto and the others wanted to use this lame trick to evade the flagship's duties and be well supported by the commander for a while, Enterprise, who had been stunned for a long time, suddenly didn't know what to do.

"Damn it! I should have been allowed to go first!"

"Ahem, Your Majesty, have you forgotten that you stuffed the quilt into Her Majesty's side and said that you would stay at her place for a while with reluctance?"

"Shut up, Befa! That girl always snatches the quilt from me in the middle of the night. I don't want to sleep with her!"

As Queen Elizabeth and the others were making a fuss, Jean Bart suddenly walked out of the church coldly and shouted at Ya Xu outside: "Instead of flirting with them here, you might as well come in and take Clemenceau and the others away!"

"We don't have any clean rooms for them to stay in here at the church. Commander, you should take care of them yourself, especially that guy Clemenceau!"

After hearing the complaints from Jean Bart, Yaxu had no choice but to hurry into the church.

And at the same time——

In the infirmary of the White Eagle camp, facing the hospital bed covered with white cloth, Bumblebee, filled with grief, pounced on it and hugged the quilt as he began to complain.

"Wow, Black Enterprise Sister, how can I live without you!"

Facing Bumblebee's crying, Black York City, who was sitting next to him, couldn't help but remind him in a low voice with some embarrassment: "Um, Bumblebee, Black Enterprise's head is on this side."

"Really? Ahem! Anyway, Black Enterprise Sister! Please use the time to help me deliver the blanket to the commander!"

Facing Bumblebee's earnest request, Black Enterprise, with an ice pack on his head, turned over with a tired look on his face.

After all, this time, she really needs to recuperate for a while after being touched by the good man Richard.

Chapter 1801: A Warm and Peaceful Sleeping Party with the Ship Women (About)

Inside the dilapidated Iris Church, the originally sacred and elegant round table hall for church meetings now has several embarrassing gaps in the exterior walls, giving the Vatican a somewhat shabby feel.

In response, Yaxu placed his hands on the wall, and while going back through the time of the entire church to gradually repair the gaps and ruins caused by the explosion, he smiled and looked at Clemenceau and the others at the round table behind him.