The time-based admiral of KanColle

“Haha, maybe it’s because of you, Miss Roma, that she has so much free time.”

To appease the arrogant Roma, Yixian, who has the temperament of a Jiangnan beauty, explained leisurely and refreshingly: "Before Ms. Roma and you joined the port, didn't Ms. Veneto manage Sardinia well?"

"Therefore, our Zhenhai commented that Ms. Veneto is the kind of lord who is wise but appears foolish, just like Adou, who gives the people below ample room to play their roles~?"

"There's still room for improvement. Marco Polo almost blew up our port area before!"

"But no one could have imagined that kind of accident."

At this point, Yixian suddenly thought of something and couldn't help but add to Roma: "And if you think about it carefully, Ms. Veneto rarely suffers any loss."

Yes, compared to this world where even black companies are now facing setbacks, Veneto is undoubtedly a survivor in the port area.

So, on the other side——

Faced with the burning problem caused by the ultra-high-speed and high-pressure impact, both Hutten and Hindenburg were in an extreme stalemate at this moment.

Especially when the crystal stream inevitably leaked out, Veneto and the others who were watching the show nearby couldn't help but feel suffocated for Hindenburg and the others.

But even at this point, Hu Teng had no intention of giving up.

Although Hu Teng is cold and indifferent, she is always concerned about her friends and will help those who are in trouble and will never give up.

When she thought of Mainz affectionately handing her the warm bottled coffee, Hutten couldn't help but become more determined, even though at this moment she felt that her throat was as painful as the burning earth.

Finally, under Hutten's great persistence, Hindenburg, who really hated the hard work, finally gave up and let go of the handle of the counter.

Seeing this, U-47, who was standing far away, hurriedly waved the Iron-Blooded Shark flag.

"Sister Hutten is 88 times faster, Sister Hindenburg is 87 times faster, the winner is Sister Hutten!"

Won!

Hearing U-47's announcement, Hutten, who was coughing violently, immediately raised his head and emphasized to Hindenburg: "Then according to the agreement, you have to go to the ward and apologize to Mainz!"

"Yes, yes, what a troublesome ship woman."

Just as Hindenburg was regretting the succubus snacks on the ground, Veneto and Frederick the Great also came up.

"Come to think of it, the two people next door have quieted down."

Seeing that Prince Rupprecht and the others next door had suddenly calmed down, Frederick the Great smiled and took the initiative to greet Veneto beside him: "Then, please give me your guidance."

"Hmm, let's live in peace~?"

Ignoring what Frederick the Great and Veneto said afterwards, Hutten, after a short rest, planned to urge Hindenburg to apologize.

However, just when Hu Teng thought that the mission was accomplished, the follow-up that was originally expected to end quickly continued.

After an unknown amount of time, Hutten and Prince Eugen beside him could not help but look at the two plump sisters in the distance in surprise, and their beautiful eyes widened.

My goodness, how could Veneto be so powerful! ?

Just as Count Zeppelin and the others were stunned, Akashi, with his green velvet cat ears erect, took out the microphone and excitedly explained, "This is incredible, meow!"

"Veneto, relying on the extreme relaxation of his whole body, perfectly withstood the Commander's violent storm, meow! This is simply the legendary easy ship, meow!"

"Indeed, Miss Veneto is like a muddy swamp that can perfectly swallow the weight of a pile driver without causing a single ripple."

Following Akashi's tone, Shiranui nodded her elegant head with a blank expression and added, "A raging river is still no match for a swamp. In this case, Ms. Veneto will definitely be able to hold on to the end."

"Oh no! When did you two show up?!"

"Meow? Akashi is here to see the commander, meow."

"I'm here to deliver a shipment to Iron Blood. Twenty cases of bottled dark beer. Please sign for them."

Just as Huteng was surprised at the sudden appearance of Shiranui and Akashi, U-47, who had been working diligently, suddenly waved the flag and announced: "Sister Veneto 110 times, wins!"

After hearing the fair, just and open results announced by U-47, Prince Eugen and the others were stunned and could not react for a while.

But at this moment, Veneto smiled and made a playful scissors gesture towards Hindenburg and the others.

"Yeah~?"

Yeah, you big Elbe! How come she hasn't heard that Veneto has such high durability! ?

Seeing Veneto deal with Frederick the Great in this way, Hutten, who was unable to think, could only stand there in a daze.

Hindenburg quickly accepted the reality and smiled at Hutten, who was stunned, and said, "Oh, so I don't have to apologize now."

"After all, if the score is 2:1, no matter how you look at it, you guys lost, right?"

Chapter 1874: He is truly the little devil of Tzeentch!

In the end, she can't protect anything.

In the iron-blooded medical room, Huteng, who was silent, was slowly placing the flowers he had received next to Mainz's bed.

Although he had just experienced a tough rally that made him sweat profusely, Hu Teng was in no mood to rest.

Because, she lost. Not only did she fail to protect her husband's face, she even failed to protect the dignity of her colleagues.

His cold face exuded a faint atmosphere of sadness, and Hu Teng, with his lower lips tightly pursed, fell into silence.

She was defeated miserably, but she was not the kind of woman who couldn't afford to lose.

In the final analysis, it was all because she underestimated Veneto!

Although Veneto exuded a harmless feeling like a green grassland like a sheep flagship all day long, it was unexpected that the opponent's durability was so high that even Frederick the Great with a big drum was dragged to death by it.

Originally, she planned to show Hindenburg the rules through Prince Eugen and Count Zeppelin, and then use Frederick the Great and Veneto to equalize the score of the rally, and the final victory would be decided by her and Hindenburg.

But I didn't expect that the innocent sheep I thought was actually a tough elephant! His skin was so thick that he could withstand three fast commanders.

However, this can be regarded as the retribution for her contempt for Ms. Veneto.

While Hu Teng was feeling sad, Yaxu quietly brought over a can of hot coffee and used a straw to put it to the mouth of the unconscious Mainz.

“Baji, baji, um… this is industrial coffee without soul.”

Listening to Mainz's mumbling, Hutten on the side didn't know what to say for a moment.

However, at this moment, Hindenburg, with his red hair hanging down, came to Huteng with a plastic bag in his hand and reminded him meaningfully, "Don't forget the bet between us."

"Tsk! As you wish!"

Admiring Hutten's feminine aura of getting things done as soon as she said it, Hindenburg smiled and suddenly handed Hutten several boxes of fruit-flavored balloons in her hands while wearing high-heeled boots.

"This is?"

Looking at the pineapple, banana, and green apple-flavored balloon packaging inside, Hu Teng, with her beautiful and frivolous eyes, naturally did not understand Hindenburg's intention, and instead looked curiously at Yaxu standing beside her.

Seeing this, Yaxu immediately realized something and hurriedly advised the lazy devil: "Wait, Hindenburg, isn't this a bit too much?"

"Oh? Contractor, the world of war is so cruel."

Hindenburg stroked Yaxu's cheek with his slender hand covered with black gauze, shook his devil ears, and then hinted to Huteng, who looked confused, with deep meaning: "We succubi feed on that kind of thing, and my appetite is also huge."

"So in addition to the regular meals, I also want to enjoy some desserts from time to time. That is to say... Miss Hutten, I need you to pack up the commander's snacks and bring them to me afterwards."

"Until... these boxes of fresh-keeping balloons are used up. Oh, and remember to mix the flavors. I use them to add to coffee or as salad dressing, and they are both good choices."

"???"

In an instant, as Hindenburg's voice, which sounded like an order for food, fell, Hu Teng, who was slow to react, finally realized the deeper meaning of the other party's words.

Oh my god! This is the ultimate humiliation for the wedding ship!

When Hu Teng thought about becoming cheap labor for the succubus, his face suddenly changed and he froze in place.

After all, this means that after she has sex with the commander every day, she has to pack up all the hard-earned nutrients for the commander and bring them to this shameless Hindenburg. What a joke! ?

Just when the aloof Hu Teng couldn't help but lean against Yaxu beside him, Akashi, who was hitting Mainz with a maintenance wrench, waved his sleeves happily to Hindenburg.

"Thank you for your patronage, meow~?"

"It's great to be able to help clean up the inventory, meow!"

Yes, just like the underwear business that Akashi did a while ago, this kind of business seems extremely dull compared to the number of wedding ships.

Because people in the port area will only take care of Akashi's business when they are worried about dirtying the room, or when Daihou and the others suddenly want to hang a circle of balloons around their waists to make sexy poses.

So having a wedding ship like the Hindenburg that requires a packing box is really awesome!

"Wake up! Hu Teng? Wake up!"

Seeing that the sad Huteng finally lay down next to Mainz consciously, Yaxu couldn't help feeling sad from the bottom of his heart.

Could it be that all the good women in Hong Kong will eventually become victims of the bad women?

It's too dark, why has the port area become like this! ?

Before Yaxu could finish expressing his regret for Sister Hu Teng's sacrifice, Frederick the Great, with an apologetic look on his face, touched the back of Yaxu's head from behind and sighed, "If you think about it carefully, I should also take some responsibility."

"After all, Hu Teng believed in me so much, but I failed to live up to her expectations, and I did not expect Ms. Veneto's strength."

At this point, Frederick the Great narrowed his dark gold eyes and looked at Veneto, who was feeling the comfort of the iron-blooded bed, with a smile, and joked: "Speaking of which, Ms. Veneto is really a hidden type."

"Thanks for the compliment, but Roma and the others often complain that I only have some hobbies that are not part of my job."

Looking at Veneto's breasts that were expanding as she lay flat on her back, Frederick the Great leisurely took out two boxes of fruit balloons from the plastic bag, intending to help Huteng share half of the humiliation from the succubus.

Seeing this, Hu Teng, who was shielding his eyes with his arms, immediately interrupted and said, "This is my retribution, don't meddle in my business!"

"Haha, Miss Hutten, you are really great."

Looking at the handsome woman Hu Teng who was going to take on everything alone, Hindenburg, with his heart-shaped tail wagging, could not help but immediately order: "I plan to eat honey muffins tomorrow morning, so I want to see the syrup before seven o'clock, understand?"

"..."

This was Hu Teng’s darkest day!

But speaking of which, where did Prince Eugen and Count Zeppelin go?

Suddenly noticing that Prince Eugen and Count Zeppelin had left just now, Yaxu immediately understood something and couldn't help but sigh again.

Well, this was also Hipper's darkest day!

"Commander, now that you're done flirting, let's listen to Akashi's request, meow!"

Seeing that his commander had just finished watching the palace fighting drama among the women on his ship, Akashi, who had always lived in the world of small ship girls, took the opportunity to pull Yaxu's sleeve from behind.

"Siren Dibel said she has prepared a surprise for you, meow~?"

"Dibel? Are you sure it's a surprise, not a shock?"

Hearing that the little devil Siren had started her great conspiracy again, although Yaxu didn't understand what was happening, he still reached out and pinched Mingshi's cat face very clearly.

"And why are you so positive? Did Dibelu do you any favors?"

"How how how, how is it possible?"

Facing his commander's doubts, the guilty Akashi immediately lowered his green velvet cat ears and hurriedly explained: "Miss Dibel just wanted to invite you, the commander, to dinner. Akashi is only responsible for delivering the message. He doesn't care about anything else, meow!"

"Invite me to dinner? Is there such a good thing?"

Hearing that the Siren's Tzeentch devil had specially invited him to dinner, Ya Xu was confused and naturally didn't understand Dibel's intention. But having said that, having a meal wouldn't mean he would be eaten up.

Besides, he was quite curious about what Dibel planned to treat him to.

Thinking of this, Yaxu nodded thoughtfully and agreed.

"Really? That's why you keep getting fooled for no apparent reason."

Seeing that his child was about to fall into the trap of the bad siren again, Frederick the Great sighed and had to quickly embrace Yaxu from behind with his soft arms, reminding him with concern: "Be careful or you will become her dinner."

"Don't worry, meow. This time, Miss Diberu plans to win the commander's favor, meow."

"Biased? If there really is such a way, to be honest, I would like to know it too."

Listening to the spoilers from the cat beside him, Frederick the Great became curious.

You have to know that Hutten and Hindenburg have destroyed the moral path this time, and it is difficult for the commander to lean towards either side.

Even if poor Hu Tengteng suffered a miserable defeat, Yaxu could only let both sides bear their own gains and losses.

Otherwise, if Yaxu took out her anger on Hu Teng directly, it would in turn cause indelible psychological damage to Hindenburg.

And in this situation, let the commander lean towards Dibel? Help her take down Observer-chan and return to the top of Siren. Then she was really curious about what benefits Dibel planned to give the commander this time.

"Wait, did she just kidnap a few unfamiliar ship women and stuff them on the dinner plate like a turkey platter?"

"Meow meow meow?"

Seeing that the iron-blooded Frederick the Great guessed the general idea so quickly, Akashi didn't know what to say for a moment.

"No, she wouldn't do that."