The time-based admiral of KanColle

But at this moment, the black counterattacks around them couldn't help but start pointing and talking.

"Wow~ Look, sis, it's the Minato Bully!"

"Indeed, Nelson, how could you do this? An upright Royal Knight would never bully his colleagues."

Under the urging of apology from the Vanguard and the others, Nelson, who wanted to change the strange atmosphere in the port area, could not help but look at the War-weary and the others with a surprised look on his face.

"you!"

Before Nelson could say anything in reply, the monarch slowly stood up, exuding a lonely aura, and turned away alone on the boat.

Faced with the monarch's silent and sentimental reaction, the sympathetic avant-gardes also began to sigh.

"How pitiful! This lonely monarch obviously only has this little bit of happiness left, but you, Nelson, are trying to deprive her of it."

"Well, Nelson you're hardly a ship!"

"Ahhh! I'll just have to compensate her, okay?"

Amid the complaints and mutterings from the black group, Nelson, with a blushing face, hurried to catch up with the retreating monarch.

"Well, now that Nelson and the monarch are gone, let's go have some tea and rest for a while."

After saying that, Black Counterattack quickly handed the brush in his hand to Black Reputation beside him, and prepared to run to find Black Royal Ark and the others to celebrate.

"Wait! At least finish the work first."

After seeing Black Counterattack slip away like this, War-weary sighed and had to step on the small bench and continue to brush the royal horses of their Knights team diligently.

But at this moment, the sound of Hei's counterattack suddenly came back from a distance.

"Hmm! I think I saw the commander up there."

Hearing this, War-weary, who had noticed the element, couldn't help but stop what he was doing. After a brief struggle, he silently put down the brush in his hand and followed.

After the vanguards with wandering eyes had all slipped away, the royal knights' horses standing in a row couldn't help but look at each other, and finally, they lowered their heads and picked up the brushes in tacit understanding and began to brush each other's hair.

There is no way around it. After all, this is the life of the animals in the port area. Animals in different camps actually have more or less this awareness.

I heard that the Eagle Sauces of the White Eagle now have to take on the job of delivering takeout food. As for the Bears of the Northern Union, their lives are even more miserable. Not only do they have to pick up wine bottles all day, but now they also have to learn how to fold quilts (sad).

And at the same time——

On the upper floor of the Royal Castle, the energetic and beautiful Javelin was happily trying on clothes with Janus.

After all, these royal J-series sister ships all have the habit of being little ladies, commenting on each other's clothes to see if they are suitable.

So the next second, Javelin, who was full of girlish heart, stepped on the plush carpet and happily circled towards Janus in front of her, showing off her dress.

"Clang clang~ How about it, Janus? Take a look at Javelin's dress."

With her violet hair tied into a cute puffy back, Javelin put on an elegant black dress, revealing her youthful and beautiful figure and glowing skin with the help of the suspenders around her neck.

"Hehe~ Different from the usual cute style, I tried a new style that's a bit elegant and gorgeous! Although this is a dress I chose for the ball... Is it too mature?"

Wearing black leather calf boots, he weighed the javelin from left to right for a while, then put his hands behind his back in a lively manner.

Seeing this, the introverted and gentle Janus quickly shook his head, then blushed and said, "It does look a little mature, but it's very beautiful, Javelin."

"Is that so? That's good."

After confirming the evaluation of its sister ship, the happy Javelin couldn't help but smile and suggest to Janus: "How about you change into a mature style, Janus?"

"Always wearing light white will only make the commander think you're cute."

"That won't do, Javelin."

In an instant, a cold voice suddenly came from behind, and Jarvis, who looked meticulous, walked in from outside with a nurse's hat on his head, and then raised his rose-purple short hair.

"I don't want Janus to get hurt. As sister ships, we must protect her and make sure no one has any evil thoughts about her kindness."

At this point, Jarvis stepped forward to comb Janus's ice-blue braids, and hinted meaningfully: "After all, if you keep thinking about how to please that stupid commander, sooner or later, you will even give up the most basic bottom line of the ship."

"Really? Then should we be careful with the javelin as well?"

"No, you don't actually matter."

Facing Javelin's pale face, Jarvis, expressionless, interrupted without hesitation: "After all, Javelin, you don't really need me to worry about you."

"Ugh!!!"

Hearing that Jarvis had abandoned her so coldly, Javelin couldn't help but puff up her cheeks slightly, and then complained softly: "Why, why? Isn't Javelin a good sister who needs pity (>3<)!?"

"Pity?... I can no longer judge a sister like you who covers her eyes with her hands but secretly opens them, often mumbles in her sleep in the middle of the night, and holds her face in her hands from time to time and tells some nonsensical fantasies."

At this point, Jarvis, who was dressed in a nurse's uniform, slowly lifted up his pure white long gloves, patted Javelin's suddenly stunned face with a slightly comforting look, and said in passing: "To be honest, I think you understand more than me now."

"So it should be you who protects us, Javelin."

"It's not that exaggerated (blushing)."

Seeing the innocent looks in Jarvis and Janus' eyes, Javelin, with blushing cheeks, couldn't help but wave his hands randomly, and then defended his dear commander, "The commander is not as exaggerated as the gossip in the port area."

"Really? Then is the rumor that he would swallow the little ship girl alive false?"

"That's not the case... No, that's just right! Just like people outside like to try to put light bulbs in their mouths, the commander just wants to try to put our fists in!"

Just as Javelin was making an awkward excuse, a wild commander happened to be holding a dazed diva in his arms and slowly passed by the outside of the cloakroom.

"Huh? So you guys are all here at Javelin."

After seeing Janus and the others through the crack in the cloakroom door, Yaxu was stunned for a moment and then invited Jarvis and the others without any sense of disobedience: "Yuanqiu is giving a lecture and needs a lot of audiences. You can come and help."

"Strange, judging from the dynamics of the port area today, Commander, aren't you busy dealing with the good guy Richard?"

"Ahem, I just want to escape reality for a little while."

Faced with Jarvis's overly sharp question, Yaxu, feeling somewhat guilty, could not help but sigh helplessly.

Yes, while the good guys Richard and Frederick the Great are looking for trouble with the Observer, the smart commander will naturally have to learn how to escape tactically.

Therefore, the commander, who suddenly had nothing to do, came to the royal family for refuge.

"Really? I really envy you for being able to use time stop to escape from time to time, Commander."

"Hey? Jarvis, do you need to escape from anything else?"

Facing Jarvis's speechless face that seemed to be full of trouble, the confused Yaxu naturally couldn't help but ask back.

After all, Jarvis doesn't have to be responsible for the work of the royal maid team, and without the influence of the silly white queen, it will naturally be a lot easier.

However, in response to Yaxu's question, Jarvis, who had a light purple spiral bun, raised his eyes slightly, and then hinted meticulously: "As a medical ship, I often sit with Miss Perseus."

"Can you imagine what kind of atmosphere there would be between us, since we are both not good at talking, especially since I have to keep listening to Miss Perseus's inexplicable metaphors."

"Although I can see that Miss Perseus is just trying hard to find a topic to talk about with me, her metaphor is honestly too harsh."

"Ahem, don't tell anyone about this. If Perseus hears it, she will cry in front of the mirror."

After quickly interrupting Jarvis's colleague's complaints, Yaxu picked up the unstruggling Janus with his arms and prepared to take a few more small ship girls to fill the bow of Yuanchou.

Chapter 1813 Commander's Ship Girl Recipe (Fog)!

"God said, 'Let there be nuns,' and so there were nuns."

In the royal trumpet prayer hall, with his back to the exquisite confessional, Yuanchou, standing on the makeshift podium, declared to the cute royal ship girls below without any sense of disobedience: "So the nuns are obviously devout believers."

After saying that, Yuanchou, who was wearing a high-slit, backless nun's uniform, looked at the cute Fireflies and the others below with a little satisfaction, and glanced at Yaxu who was constantly pulling two women from the ship to join in the fun.

There was no way. After all, with her reputation as a bad nun and her ship connections, she couldn't find many colleagues to help her serve tea.

The holy nun's hood covered her gentle waterfall of light golden hair. After seeing that the ship girls seemed to be gathering more and more, the huge-bodied Enemy stopped talking about her fabricated theories.

After all, one can't expect a fake nun like her to really preach the sacred iris sermon in the royal family. As a fake nun who enjoys the feeling of immorality, Yuanchou still has the so-called self-awareness.

She also knew that the little ship girls of the royal family would definitely want to hear something exciting rather than a long speech.

So the next second, with a slight smile on the corner of her lips, she raised her face, which was both charming and dignified.

At the same time, while admiring Yuanchou's plump figure twisting unconsciously on the stage, Yaxu, who had mixed in with the small ship girls, had no time to tease the small destroyers around him when a responsible voice suddenly came from the side.

"Commander, may I ask what faith lecture this is about?"

The Battle Angel's draped collar matched her tight royal figure. She sang the Marseillaise with her thin lips pursed, then humbly asked for advice. She whispered to Yaxu beside her, "Why do I feel something is not right?"

Facing the awe-inspiring aura of Marseillaise, Yaxu was also surprised and asked Marseillaise, "Strange, Marseillaise, why are you here?"

"Well, I happened to be visiting the Royal Camp today, and I ran into Ms. Yuanchou's sermon, so I came here specially to pay my respects."

Wow, you really visited the wrong place for that Marseillaise. You know, even the silly white bed is more sacred than this place!

Seeing that Marseillaise actually joined Yuanchou's convent for the sake of faith, Yaxu sighed slightly and could only pat Yuanchou's soft shoulders gently to express his comfort.

On the other side, Yuanchou, who was sitting on the chair, also raised her attractive and plump legs. The black silk belly gauze of the nun's uniform matched with platinum over-the-knee socks showed her mature charm without any concealment.

But compared to just looking at her immoral and despicable figure, Yuanchou's next words perfectly portrayed what a despicable nun she was.

"Do you know that according to the Bible, Jesus' body is equivalent to bread, and Jesus' blood is equivalent to wine?"

With a seemingly normal opening remark, Yuanchou changed the subject and closed her thin black silk hands the next second, then said with a leisurely smile: "In other words, offering your body as food is the most normal thing in faith."

"So, becoming the recipe for our dear commander is the highest honor for the women on our port ship~?"

"???"

Hearing the outrageous words of the Bar family, the Marseillaise, who was originally listening attentively, froze completely in place the next second.

As for the Battle Angel's confusion, Yuanchou, who didn't care at all, took out an electronic tablet and then tempted with a blushing face: "So, do you want to know what the Commander's recipes are?"

After saying this, Yuanchou's electronic tablet quickly displayed the picture.

In the midsummer holiday beach scene, a confused silver-gray fox was squatting among the sea flowers, looking a little at a loss. Its plump and oversized fox body was only hung with a few pieces of hollow white swimming cloth and then it came out to show off in the port area.

With her delicate skin color and the anklet tied around her ankle, Shinano doesn't look like a good swimmer. She is concentrating on finding a depth that can just cover her fox body so that she can lie down in the sea and take a nap.

But at this moment, several starfish washed up by the waves crashed directly into Shinano's unavoidable body, sticking to various parts of Shinano on the spot, making him reveal a confused expression.

Fortunately, the next second, these evil starfish were pulled away by Yaxu, who was playing sea volleyball nearby, and even Shinano's fox skin, which was soft due to lack of exercise, was pulled away.

Of course, the video was still normal up to this point, but Yuanchou, who was smiling without saying a word, suddenly started playing the next video the next second.

The scene suddenly changed and Yaxu quietly returned to the commander's kitchen. He quietly put the Shinano-flavored starfish in the kitchen and steamed and fried them. Finally, he sprinkled Donghuang's cold dish seasoning on them and ate them all in one go.

Wait, why do you ship ladies have all these weird commander videos?!

Seeing that he was caught alive even when he was trying to eat a starfish, Yaxu was so sad that he didn't know what to say for a moment.

In response, the charmingly smiling Yuanchou took the opportunity to remind the stunned vampires, "You all saw it, right?"

"For my dear commander, the truly delicious seafood must be pickled by the best shipgirls."

"For example, Shinano likes to stay in bed, so it's very suitable to stick a few starfish on the fox meat and stay in bed for a while. So if you are all ship girls with a spirit of sacrifice, you have to find a way to become the commander's recipe."

Having said that, Yuanchou held up the proud nun's chest with one hand, while taking out a few fresh cherries from under the high-slit nun's uniform.

"For example, I am now a cherry-flavored nun."

Heretic! This is simply a heretic nun! Anyone can come to the ship and judge her!

Witnessing Yuanchou's totally unreasonable behavior, Marseillaise, who felt that the world was dark, could not help but stand up and look around, hoping to see a righteous captain woman coming to stop Yuanchou.

But it was obvious that ships like Jarvis, who didn't like it, were just watching coldly, while ships like Javelin, who could accept it, were blushing and taking secret glances, and as for the overly innocent ship girls like Janus, they tilted their heads out of curiosity.

That's right! All the ship girls here are from the Royal Faction. How can she count on them?

Thinking of this, Marseillaise raised her tall figure with determination, then drew out her holy sword, with a glowing halo of thorns, and said with great momentum: "Then let me do it!"

After saying that, she didn't care about the commander's pulling at the side, and Marseillaise, wearing a flowing angel dress and black stockings, rushed forward and slashed at Yuanchou.

Seeing this, Yuanchou, who had no intention of resisting at all, immediately knelt down on the back of the chair with his back to the chair, and said pitifully in a vivid and vivid way: "Ah~ah, please don't persecute innocent nuns (read)."

Fortunately, just as Marseillaise was about to chop at the head of the ship, Yaxu noticed it and quickly reached out from behind, through the armpits of Marseillaise's flawless veil, and hugged her in his arms.

"Wait, calm down too! Marseillaise."

"Please don't stop me, Commander! This guy is simply ruining the reputation of our church!"

Seeing that even such an unknown big sister dared to call herself a nun, the responsible Marseillaise of course wanted to kill the ship and silence her.

And this is the unique sense of moral justice of the new ship girl in the port area!

Faced with the Marseillaise, which was still angry about the current trend, and realizing that the other party was really planning to chop him alive, he had a look of surprise and resentment on his face and could only slowly pick up the tablet beside him and then put on the new video.

"Miss Marseillaise, would you like to try some wine that tastes like Richelieu and some steak that tastes like Jean Bart?"

"What a mess (blush)!"

Facing Marseillaise's blushing expression, a new video was quickly played on the new tablet video.