The time-based admiral of KanColle

"How can this be possible, Miss Hutten? We can't destroy the dreams of our colleagues."

Veneto put on a serious and innocent sheep face and nodded to himself, "Only when everyone is happy can the Iron Blood Camp be happy. For example, Miss Hutten, don't you have any small wishes?"

"Really? Then you can stamp this one too."

After saying that, Hu Teng, with one hand on her waist, handed forward the request form that she had originally eliminated.

"Let me see. Prince Ruprecht has requested an open duel with the Iron Blood flagship... Hmm?"

Chapter 1859 Veneto’s Leisurely Iron Blood!

"Want a one-on-one duel?"

In the elegant iron-blooded office, Veneto looked at the duel that Prince Rupprecht had pointed out by name in her hand, and couldn't help but tilt her pretty head vividly and blinked her silver-gray beautiful eyes.

Oh my, it seems every family has its own problems.

Realizing that Bismarck was also busy dealing with the troublesome ships in the Iron Blood every day, Veneto, who felt an inexplicable sense of closeness to him, smiled and picked up the seal beside him and stamped it directly.

No wonder she felt that Bismarck seemed to be aging prematurely every day when she looked at him (fog).

You know, in this port area where darkness can fall at any time, being tactful is a very important method.

Thinking of this, Veneto, with a natural smile, turned to the stunned Hu Teng and the others and added slowly: "Since it is an open duel, of course we have to choose an auspicious day."

"So the date is set for two days later, how about that~?"

Looking at Veneto, who clasped his hands together and looked like a harmless sheep, Strasser and the others looked at each other in confusion.

This guy, it seems, is not as naive as she looks.

Seeing that Veneto was going to pass all the problems to the Bismarck in two days, and then enjoy his life on the ship leisurely, Tirpitz and the others could only sigh that few of those who could serve as flagships were easy to deal with.

It's just a pity that, unlike Marco Polo who can use reason and logic, the women on their Iron Blood problem ship are among the most brutal in the port!

In response to Strasser and the others' subtle gazes, a ferocious pair of lava scissors slowly stretched out from the windowsill and firmly stopped at Veneto's neck.

Click! ! !

The flying sparks were mixed with the sharp sound of teeth grinding, and the silly-looking Veneto had his neck clamped by the huge pair of scissors in an instant.

In an instant, with his hair standing on end and his tender neck turning red, Veneto suddenly felt like he had turned into the so-called Louis XVI.

After all, judging from the strength of the Cruel Scissor Girl, if she was not a ship woman with her ship suit intact, her head would have flown off long ago!

Thinking of this, Veneto jumped up instantly and had to turn around quickly, biting his lips and trying to pry open the big scissors at his neck.

Seeing this, the fierce and arrogant Prince Ruprecht also jumped in from the window sill and yelled, "Snip, snip, snip! Get off my seat now!"

With her clear pink cascade hair and Lolita skirt, Prince Ruprecht looked delicate and light. She waved her cute sleeves and used five consecutive scissors strikes to create large sparks on Veneto's body.

"Wait, wait a minute!"

Seeing that his wrists and neck were showing signs of redness and swelling, the innocent Veneto naturally didn't care about bleating like a sheep in the sheepfold, but hurriedly pushed hard against Prince Ruprecht in front of him.

Then, Veneto frowned and quickly said to Hu Teng and the others who were watching not far away, "That, that."

"Why is she here?"

"Haha, you don't think that as long as Bismarck doesn't stamp his seal, that guy won't bother her, do you?"

Looking at Veneto who was still immersed in a world where everyone made sense, Hu Teng, with his dark golden pupils narrowed, walked forward leisurely, replaced Veneto's cheerful children's song record with high-class classical music, and reminded him.

"Do you think Ruprecht looks like such an obedient colleague?"

"Really? Everyone, I'm afraid this is a rebellion by the Iron Blood camp. Why don't you come and save me?"

Noticing that Hutten and the others didn't want to bother with her, Veneto tried to put on an innocent smile and then looked at Strasser and the others expectantly.

But in response to Veneto's request for help, Strasser and the others all clasped their hands together.

"As everyone knows, our Iron Blood flagship is the most independent and strongest leader in the entire Hong Kong area, so come on, Persian cat."

"Ah la la, I don't think I'm being hated."

Seeing that Strasser and the others had no sympathy for her who was three hours late, Veneto sighed and turned to face Prince Ruprecht who was standing in front of her and looking down on her.

"Ms. Ruprecht, I think we could talk about this."

"Shut up! I'm number one in the world!"

"Just listen to what I have to say, you won't suffer any loss."

As he spoke, Veneto, smiling, leaned over and whispered a few words into Ruprecht's ear.

So the next second, Prince Ruprecht, with his pupils wide open, immediately raised his head and said cutely, "Really?"

"Of course, if I lied to you, you can just come and cut off my head again."

Facing Veneto, who looked naturally harmless, Prince Ruprecht tilted his head and thought for a moment. Then he quickly put away the scissors and jumped away.

Seeing this, Strasser and the others looked at each other in confusion with question marks on their heads.

In response, Hu Teng, who noticed the element, immediately questioned Veneto: "Hey! Veneto, you guys are not selling the commander to her as a bargaining chip!"

That's right, although Bismarck is the type of serious ship woman who won't sell out her commander's ass, it doesn't mean she can't~?

Facing Hutten's stern questioning, Veneto, with his chin on one hand, slowly revealed an expression of "What's the problem with this?"

You know, she is the kind of good sister who would take the initiative to give the commander the drums of her sister ship Roma in order to ease the fire in bed.

Strasser

"In short, let's just take today off in the Iron Blood camp. After all, everyone is so tense, which is not healthy."

After saying that, Veneto straightened her plump figure and then intimately leaned against the tall Hu Teng, and took the initiative to suggest to the iron-blooded colleagues around her: "Besides, how about we call the commander over to have some fun together?"

"Let the commander carefully apply some sunscreen to us, and then we can go to the sauna with the commander, and the Iron Bloods will surely be at peace."

"..."

at the same time--

Worried about the safety of the little fox, Yaxu also came to the royal camp after backing all the Northern Alliance trucks into the warehouse.

So not long after, on the large terrace of the Royal Castle, Yaxu saw a cute little fox surrounded by many royal ship girls.

"So, would you like some flower tea, Your Majesty the Little Fox?"

"Thank you, but can you warm it up a little? I, I'm a bit afraid of burns (blushing)."

"In that case, let me get you a cup of bubble tea, which is more suitable for your majesty."

Following Dido and the others, hugging the cute little fox, Charybdis, with a gentle smile, then considerately served Chang Meng a cup of the little ship girl's favorite handmade pearl milk tea.

On the other side, Yingyong, who was sitting opposite Chang Meng's tea table, frowned and looked at the chess set in front of him with an embarrassed look.

"Woooa! As expected, I can't beat you. Your Majesty, I am convinced."

After realizing that the chess skills of Sakura Changmeng were not on the same level as hers, Yingyong, who was swaying his beige twin ponytails, raised his white silk calves cutely, and then pretended to be generous and said: "My Lord Yingyong is willing to admit that you are the strongest!"

"No, actually I have never been able to defeat Musashi and the others."

The delicate and delicate face was flushed with shyness. Chang Meng couldn't help but prick up his fox ears because he tasted the joy of bullying a weak opponent for the first time.

Seeing this, Hood and the others who were drinking tea around them couldn't help but smile and continued to chat with their little fox queen about some upper-class lady topics, such as how to do a little makeup.

Wait a minute! Is Chang Meng too popular in the royal family?

Looking at Chang Mengmeng, who was now loved by the women of the Royal Ship, for some reason, Yaxu began to feel deep sympathy for the poor and helpless Queen Elizabeth.

My goodness, you know, even after escaping from the predicament, Shabai was still crushed into a biscuit by the Kronstadt super-large heavy truck after the Northern Alliance incident.

Although as the commander he tried his best to protect Elizabeth, Chapayev's Northern Union team, who was not afraid of trouble, still locked up the delicate Elizabeth with various chains.

Until the very end, Belarus, who was acting as a fire truck, lifted up the Royal Queen's legs from the side to make it easier for his commander to back into the garage.

After experiencing the experience of being treated as a toy by the Northern Alliance's wedding ships, Queen Elizabeth didn't even care about her former dignity, and went straight to ask for help from Black Elizabeth, who was watching the show and even recording the video not far away.

How sad! It's bad enough that she's at the bottom of the food chain in the Northern Alliance, but the little fox queen has become highly respected in the royal family!

With such a comparison, if Elizabeth knew, she would definitely cry!

Just as Yaxu couldn't help feeling sad for Elizabeth, the fox that smelled Yaxu's scent from a distance quickly noticed Yaxu's presence, and then hurriedly lifted up the red skirt and sleeves on both sides.

"I, I'm here!"

Looking at the little fox trying to wave his sleeves at the commander, noble ladies like Albion couldn't help but reveal a gentle expression.

Damn! If this continues, will there really be any room for stupid people in the royal family?

After keenly noticing that the little fox seemed to be very popular among the ladies, Yaxu, with mixed feelings, had to hurried over.

"Squire, you have come at the right time. Come and help me get revenge."

Just as Yingyong happily invited Yaxu to come and sit down, Yingyong, who had regained his spirits, sat directly in Yaxu's arms, and then held up the Royal Pudding with great momentum.

However, at this moment, Chang Meng also looked at Yingyong who was sitting on Yaxu's lap with envy.

"If you want it, you have to learn to speak up, little fox (whispering)."

Looking at Chang Meng, who seemed to be very concerned about her majestic loli image and was not good at acting coquettishly, Hood, who was calm and composed, couldn't help but smile slightly, and then raised his golden side hair under his wide-brimmed hat.

"It's a good opportunity for us to teach you what is the ambiguity between ladies."

Having said that, Hood, who was of the same generation as the war-weary old lady, slowly took out a box of skin cream, and while applying the cream on his alluring hands, he slowly turned to Yaxu who was helping Yingyong play chess.

"Oops, sorry Commander, I think I accidentally applied a little too much skin cream."

Hood's clear blue eyes were as tranquil as a lake. He sat elegantly and then affectionately held up the broad hand that Yaxu extended to him.

Then, following the lubrication of the skin cream, Hood used his soft and slender hands to gently caress Yaxu's hands until the temperature of every inch of skin was transferred to him, and let the skin cream completely cover Yaxu's hands.

"Commander, you must pay attention to your skin care in the dry winter, otherwise your hands will become rough."

"Really? But I really don't have the habit of applying skin care products."

"It's okay. I can come and help you apply it every day."

Witnessing the upper-class interest of Hood and the commander, Chang Meng, with his fox ears erect, suddenly felt like he had learned something.

After all, watching Akagi and the others preying on the commander all day long had caused some kind of distortion in the little fox's world.

Thinking of this, Chang Meng, with her tail curled up, blushed and said to Ya Xu, "Well, the quilt in Elizabeth's bedroom seems a little too big for me. Can you come over and help me squeeze it?"

"???"

Listening to this strange imitation, just as Charybdis and the others were feeling sad about the crooked little fox, Yaxu suddenly thought of something.

Come to think of it, have all of you flagships already assumed that you will party with each other in the opposing camp?!

When seeing Chang Meng shyly inviting him to go to bed to talk in detail, Yaxu naturally couldn't help but be curious about which Royal Navy ship girls Licking Fox was planning to find to form a team this time.

Because if you think about it carefully, the most threatening ship girl in the Royal Camp is actually only the aggressive Fat Dinosaur, while the Javelin girls are all gentle good women, and even the despicable nun ship like the Grudge prefers to be passive.

So if you think about it carefully, the royal camp's marriage ship ecology seems to be quite safe. It is a world where a little fox can do whatever he wants.

But even so, Chang Meng would probably prefer to go find Javelin and Warspite.

Just as Yaxu was guessing this, Changmeng, who was sitting opposite him, suddenly raised his little face and asked Yaxu obediently: "Well, who do you want me to be with? I don't care who it is."

You actually gave the choice to the commander, you are really a fox-licker of the Sakura Empire.

Seeing that Chang Meng had completely disregarded the consequences in order to please the commander, Guanghui and other ships who were drinking tea nearby could not help but admire Chang Meng. You know, it is a very shameful behavior to travel with an unfamiliar marriage ship.

But now Chang Meng's attitude was very clear. As soon as the commander gave an order, she immediately rushed up and hugged the other person.

Just when Yaxu didn't know how to respond to the little fox's expectations, a burst of elegant fragrance came, and the perfect and handsome Belfast just happened to walk over with a plate of cream cake.

Chapter 1860 The internal circulation in Hong Kong is inevitable!

"It looks like everyone is having a great time chatting."

Belfast, who was pushing the food cart in the slightly tipsy breeze, couldn't help but curl up the corners of his lips slightly after hearing Chang Meng and the others' conversation. He added in an elegant tone at the right time: "I think you don't have to make any choices."

"Why don't we just go together?"

Facing the fierce words of her head maid, Sheffield, who was about to come over to share the dessert, could not help but frowning, and then immediately turned to Belfast who was smiling but not saying anything and asked: "Tsk! Did the dog finally chew your head?"

"Ah, I'm just offering a suggestion. Ultimately, it all depends on the master's mood, right?"

Facing the aggressive Sheffield, Belfast, who knew why Sheffield's defense was broken, of course did not say much, but smiled and poured a cup of black tea for Yaxu.

As for Belfast's proposal, Chang Meng, a fox limited to 100 battles, was naturally not shy at all. Instead, he pricked up his fox ears and asked Belfast worriedly, "But don't you mind?"

"It's true that some colleagues would mind, but we in the Royal Family are not like the Sakura Empire, and there is no aggression between wedding ships."

At this point, Belfast seemed to feel that there was something wrong with his description. He smiled and added calmly: "Of course, I mean at least they won't beat each other up."