The time-based admiral of KanColle

Thinking of this, Dibelu no longer hesitated and simply suggested, "Don't you think Siren looks annoying?"

"It's really an eyesore, just like you!"

"Ah la la, instead of taking it out on me, why don't you take your own future seriously?"

Facing the disdainful looks from the flagships, Dibel was certainly not bored enough to act cute in front of them, but asked meaningfully, "Don't you feel sad, that you are being swept away bit by bit by others?"

"I thought I might be able to help you."

"So funny! Even if you jump up now, you are not even as high as my chest. Do we, the ship girl, still need your help?"

Thinking of how the Siren shamelessly pretended to be there to solve their love troubles, Rossia, who was stunned for a moment, could not help but hit Dibelu's little head hard with her righteous Northern Alliance fist.

"First of all, you have to admit the fact that the commander will feel more relaxed and comfortable with us Siren."

Ignoring the aggressiveness of the ship girl, Dibel continued to replenish.

"But this is not surprising. Because we Sirens are immoral and have no bottom line, he can also throw away the boring sense of shame and not feel any uneasiness."

"This is a real pleasure called liberation and openness."

After saying that, Dibel took the opportunity to promote himself to Chang Meng and the others who seemed to be thinking about something: "I can help you win against the shameless Siren head-on."

"I don't know what you think, but you know, the period of burnout between husband and wife is very scary. It's really, really scary."

"You just want to take advantage of us."

Faced with the temptation from the little devil, Bismarck, with his beautiful eyes slightly wrinkled, was naturally not blinded by the immediate interests.

But the next second, Chang Meng, who realized it late, couldn't help but pull Bismarck's iron-blooded uniform skirt from behind.

"Well, it's okay if we listen first (blush)."

There is no way. After all, the position of the licking fox is always wavering. Compared with morality and face, the little fox still wants something more real.

"How ridiculous! With such a charming body like mine, do you still need help?"

"..."

Listening to Queen Elizabeth's confident speech, for some reason, Enterprise and the others began to want to listen to Dibel's advice.

"Really? Don't you guys want to defeat the Siren once?"

Seeing that the attitudes of these ship girls were not very positive, Dibel had no choice but to continue to add: "Your ship girls' advantage, that is, ship-to-sea tactics, must be used."

"That is to say, you ship girls are not very united. How can you please the commander?"

After sighing in a pretended regret, Dibel continued to ask meaningfully, "So how many ships do you shipgirls have with the commander at the moment?"

"most......?"

Although they themselves knew what the "biggest battle in the port area" they were currently participating in was, they certainly could not answer this question because they did not know whether other wedding ships had surpassed their own.

"Well, it seems like you all like to play by yourself, pathetic."

After realizing that the ship girls were like dog ships spinning in circles, Dibel couldn't help but glance at Enterprise and the others with sympathy.

In response, Jean Bart, who was always strong-willed, naturally responded immediately: "Hey! We are not shameless boat-swingers like Atago!"

"Really? I'm not encouraging you to organize the biggest drinking party in history. I just want to remind you that you must learn to go out."

"You know, freshness is very important."

Looking at the group of women in front of him who had no sense of urgency, Dibelu compared his own miserable situation and said with regret: "I think you are just fed too much. You don't want to make progress and just stay in your comfort zone to live a small life."

"Forget about looking for colleagues from other factions. I see that you rarely even team up with colleagues from your own faction. Aren't you a loving family? How come you are even more indifferent than us Sirens?"

Facing Duber's playful questioning, Richelieu and the others looked at each other in bewilderment and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Don’t ask, if you ask I’m not familiar with it (thick fog).

Although they have been colleagues for so many years, it must be said that these large ships basically do not go to other camps.

There's no way around it, because all of them are extremely inward-looking, the type that always leans towards their own people. They will of course pay attention to the difference between their home ship and their colleagues.

Just as Richelieu and other ships could not help but ponder, Dibel also started the transaction.

"Anyway, if you promise not to tell anyone that I'm hiding here, I'll give you a fun idea."

"I can guarantee that my dear commander will like this idea and rekindle his passion for you."

Facing Dibel's brilliant red and gold eyes, Bismarck and the others couldn't help but feel a little curious.

"Damn it! Don't ignore me!"

Seeing that Dibel was talking happily with the ship girl, the unhappy Clearer immediately bared his teeth and claws and took a ferocious posture like a great white shark.

Seeing this, Dibel immediately turned to the cleaner and suggested, "The Pope has a device that can invade the human mind. You can use that device to make the people outside have horrible nightmares, just like in a horror movie."

"Really? Are you going to give it to me?!"

After witnessing Dibel dispatch the cleaners in such an instant, Bismarck and the others hesitated for a long time and finally couldn't resist the benefits of making a deal with the devil.

"You said, we can pretend we didn't see you."

"It's very simple. How about you, the flagships of your factions, occasionally have an identity swap~?"

Seeing that these women on the ships cared more about themselves than the internal fighting of the Sirens, Dibel, who showed a seductive smile, also suggested: "Take over the camps of other ships, exchange each other's lives, and experience the life of other ships."

"???"

In an instant, listening to the great idea from Dibelu, Rossia and the others were caught off guard and stayed where they were at the same time.

Although the little devil did not propose anything immoral or bad to them, this matter seemed to be problematic no matter how you looked at it.

"Ah, if you are unwilling to provide this kind of pleasure to the great commander, then I really have nothing to say to you."

As Dibel's words continued to echo in their ears, Enterprise and the others, who were in a daze, could only return to the corridor on the first floor of the Admiral's Mansion in a daze.

"So, what to do?"

While Richelieu was looking at each other awkwardly, Veneto and Yixian, who had never gone down from the beginning, were busy drinking jasmine tea and chatting with each other.

"Really, Miss Yixian? You guys in Donghuang actually eat bullfrog hotpot. Won't you end up with a belly full of tadpoles? (Shocked)!"

"Well, Ms. Veneto, there is a big difference between bullfrogs and frogs."

Facing Yixian's charming explanation, Veneto, who suddenly saw something, turned curiously to the people in the corridor.

"What's wrong, everyone? An expression that looks like you saw a naked commander climbing a tree inexplicably in the middle of the night?"

Looking at the leisurely Veneto with a natural smile, Bismarck paused for a moment and finally took the initiative to make a proposal to everyone behind.

"In that case, let's all draw lots."

"Put aside our complaints or opinions, let's just think of it as a fight for the Commander. So no matter which side we're drawn into, it's best not to give up halfway..."

“Mmmmm!?”

And at the same time——

In the empty church Ministry of Magic, the observer who had been in disbelief from the beginning was now looking at the empty chain in his hand in confusion.

"Ya Xu! Where did she go!?"

Oh no! Why are you asking me, Observer? It wasn't me, the Commander, who took her away.

Faced with the observer's urgent questioning, Yaxu naturally and vividly showed the expression of a commander who didn't know.

"You must be kidding! I locked up all her stuff in advance. Now she can't even send a text message, unless some idiot is helping her!"

While admiring the anxious look of Observer-chan, Yaxu was busy looking at the strawberry sundae next to him that was originally intended to fool him.

It's so abominable. Not only did Helophon apologize without any sincerity, but I didn't expect that he even liked to tease the commander.

Facing the commander's gaze, Helophont, perhaps having anticipated the fact that he would not be able to evade it, took the initiative to suggest to Yaxu: "Why don't you go to my place? It will be more convenient at least."

As he spoke, before the high and mighty Pope could finish his words, Yaxu suddenly took out a strange remote control and pressed it lightly at Helophon.

Then, Helophon suddenly shut down and lost its response in an instant, and its beautiful body that looked like a blood-stained white lotus collapsed.

"Ah? This actually works!?"

"Commander, you..."

Chapter 1851 Flagship Identity Exchange Program ~ Limited!

Unexpectedly, this thing actually works. He thought the Dream Weaver was just teasing him.

On the exquisite platinum floor, looking at Herophant falling down with a loud bang, Yaxu couldn't help but stay where he was.

So after this brief pause, Yaxu suddenly lowered his head and switched the tarot card numbers on the remote control, glancing at the observer on the other side from time to time.

"What are you thinking about, idiot? I'm from the experimental agency!"

"Cough cough!"

Seeing that the squinting observer instantly understood the commander's thoughts, Yaxu couldn't help but turn his eyes away in embarrassment.

But in this way, the Commander seems to be the real ceiling of the port area!

Thinking of this, Commander Yaxu couldn't help but straighten his waist.

So when Yaxu was busy packing the strawberry sundae to take back to Siren for further study, the Golden Deer, with a face full of envy, couldn't help but tug at Yaxu's sleeve with its sea-blue tentacles.

"Commander, I can actually pretend to be dead suddenly."

"Ahem, Golden Deer, she's the Siren murderer who persecuted your colleagues in the harbor. You don't have to do that."

Looking at the Golden Deer lying on the ground, Yaxu had no choice but to rush forward and help him up.

In response, the Golden Deer sighed and couldn't help but complain to his dear commander: "Really, it seems that Clemenceau is right, Commander, you can only force yourself on Siren."

Indeed, since there is no need to negotiate ship rights with the evil Sirens, the commander can do whatever he wants without any moral burden.

"No! Golden Deer, it's not a good habit to treat yourself as a cheap thing."

Facing the sea monster tentacles that were tugging at his legs and refusing to let go, Yaxu, with mixed feelings, could not help but quickly remind them: "I am humiliating Siren and dragging her back to punish her for the defilement."

"Wow~ sounds great~?"

"Wait, Miss Golden Deer, I think you should be a little more reserved."

Seeing that the Golden Deer was sticking to the commander like a nymphomaniac ship, Banervi and the others couldn't bear to watch it any longer and had to rush forward to pull the Golden Deer away.

As for the group of Leon and the others who were acting like proper good women, the Golden Deer with its frosty golden antlers raised could not help but complain: "Reserved? And then will you just stare blankly at the Commander flirting with the Siren like you guys?"

"Pitiful."

"What do you mean by pitiful? We are not a ship of wheezing nymphomaniacs!"

Just as the red-faced Ji Shang and the others couldn't help but point fingers at the Golden Deer, the anxious Observer couldn't help but pull and tug at Ya Xu, urging her: "Don't worry about the Pope, you can have her body anytime, but the devil ran away!"

"Wait, she didn't do anything bad. There's no need for you to fight her to the death, Observer."

After realizing that the observer seemed to have an unimaginable resentment towards Dibel, Yaxu had no choice but to touch the observer's head comfortingly.

Although Dibel forced him to make the devil deal, she still helped him get out of the Pope in the end.

Since it was a fair deal agreed upon in advance, he naturally wouldn't think of looking for Dibel to plot against him.

"Anyway, if Dibelu really wants to hide, there's nothing you can do about it."

Looking at the Observer who was obviously upset, Yaxu then suggested: "How about you go ask Black Helena and the others for help?"

"Damn it, this opportunity is so hard to come by!"

After saying this, the observer, who was obviously at odds with Dibel, excitedly prepared to go find Black Helena.

Taking advantage of this gap, Yaxu hurriedly carried Helophon away.

at the same time--

The elegant and noble royal castle, where the cabin of the Royal Fortune used to be, a brand new building with a ship-like design appeared clearly at the edge of the royal camp.

It has to be said that the commanding cats with Akashi's tools are all experts in the port area's infrastructure, and their efficiency is surprisingly high.

"The interior is decorated to imitate the living cabin of a ship. It really looks like a sailing ship."

Visiting the residence of the Hurricane Camp, the innocent Theseus couldn't help but smile happily.

But unlike her friendly sister ship, Perseus, who was sticking to Theseus's pink waterfall hair, was silently browsing the Hong Kong forum on her phone, and occasionally posting an unclear experience plus three under the updates of the Vanguards.

There is no way. For Perseus, who has communication difficulties, she still prefers chatting online rather than with her real-life companions.

However, before Perseus could finish browsing the Hong Kong forum today, an abrupt collective notice from the Hong Kong area suddenly popped up.

Soon after, flagships such as Bismarck also appeared on the light screen.