The time-based admiral of KanColle

Looking at Bismarck who had no intention of resting, Tirpitz, with her beautiful eyes furrowed, sighed softly, folded her arms, and then closed her eyes quietly.

If the ship girls of other camps became listless after Yaxu's disappearance, then their Iron Blood camp became more and more impatient.

So is my sister, and so is she.

They had only just become the commander's wedding ship not long ago, but now...

Suddenly, Bismarck noticed that some satellite photos were black and frowned. He raised his head and asked Tirpitz: "What are these photos?"

"Judging from the location, those photos should be from the Orsay area, the area that has fallen."

"The Osai region..."

Bismarck looked at the photo in front of him, and his eyes, which seemed to be full of intimidation, soon began to ripple with thoughts.

Then, Bismarck couldn't help tapping the table with his white jade fingers.

After a while, Bismarck suddenly raised his eyelids meaningfully, turned his head to look at Tirpitz, and muttered: "I remember that area is surrounded by the sea, and there are endless sirens in the surrounding seas, right?"

"Well, that's why the place is still in a state of being occupied."

"Yeah."

After whispering a final word, the resolute Bismarck straightened his proud figure, then stood up and picked up the dignified military uniform on the hanger next to him.

"Sister, what are you going to do?"

"Let Frederick the Great lead everyone to continue searching the southern seas. I want to go to the Osay region alone. After all, that kind of occupied area happens to be the place where we have the weakest information."

Bismarck let his dark golden hair fall to his waist and adjusted his clothes. Then his blue eyes flickered and he looked at Tirpitz, who was also thinking, with deep meaning: "Besides, there is a high possibility that there is a Siren base there, isn't it?"

“So, I want to prioritize checking there.”

"I understand. In that case, I will go with you, sister. After all, there are endless Siren fleets surrounding there."

"Tirpitz..."

After seeing that Tirpitz had the same idea as himself, Bismarck, who hadn't smiled for a long time, couldn't help but smile slightly.

Although this would deviate from the search plan assigned to other camps, such an isolated place is indeed more suspicious, isn't it?

Chapter 820 Jean Bart, you are obviously a sister complex!

"Apologize to me now! And then explain to Gascoigne what should and should not be done!"

Jean Bart, with his rosy lips slightly pursed and a stern look in his eyes, was now rubbing Yaxu's face hard, trying to get him to stop Gascony's increasingly excessive intimacy.

"I want (indistinct)~~~"

"hateful!"

Seeing that Yaxu would rather have his face turned red than give in, Jean Bart had no choice but to grit his teeth and let go of Yaxu's face in frustration.

After all, no matter how hot-tempered she is, it's impossible for her to really tear the little boy's hands off.

Seeing this, Dunkirk on the side couldn't help but lift his silver hair slightly, and the corners of his delicate mouth were raised higher and higher: "Haha~ It seems that he was not scared by you, Jean Bart."

"Stop talking, the supplies have been unloaded."

"Yes, everything has been unloaded, and the negotiations with those humans have also been concluded."

Dunkirk leaned over and touched Yaxu's little head, then his scarlet eyes flashed, and he added meaningfully: "As long as we can give them enough gold and escort them to leave the area, they can trip up the church in Richelieu."

"Yeah."

Leaning back on a chair in the tavern, Jean Bart soon raised his hot thighs with an unhappy look on his face, and said to himself: "Tsk! I really can't stand these guys who want to abandon their hometown. I'll just beat them up after I'm done."

While Jean Bart was thinking about how to beat them, Algeria and the others, who had finished their work, returned to the tavern.

"Hug~~~"

"No, no need!"

When Jean Bart saw Gascogne rushing towards him with her cold and beautiful face raised slightly, he instantly tensed up and asked Dunkirk for help in a panic, "Go and help me stop her."

"Ah la la, come on little brother, let's get out of the way."

Seeing Gascoigne clinging to Jean Bart with his breasts and refusing to let go, Dunkirk, with a gentle expression, quickly took Yaxu's hand and moved a little further away from Jean Bart.

"Well done, little brother."

Out of a sense of harmony within the same camp, Algeria and other Vichy ship girls had no intention of stopping it. After all, they also hoped that Jean Bart could improve his relationship with Gascony.

Besides, if Jean Bart really wanted to resist, she would have waved her little pink fist at Gascogne long ago. Unfortunately, even if she was her adopted sister, she couldn't bear to do it.

"Gasconi produced an unknown reaction, "reassurance" and "joy", very comfortable..."

Pressed against Jean Bart's delicate body, Gascoigne's expressionless and delicate face gradually showed a blush called emotion.

When he noticed Gascoigne's mood, Jean Bart, with mixed feelings, had to turn his head away, trying not to look into Gascoigne's watery eyes, and instead vented his anger on Yaxu.

"Damn it, little brat, I'll remember this grudge!"

That's what I wanted to say.

Faced with Jean Bart's coercion, Yaxu couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

If he had not been involved in the dispute between the Vichy Church and Free Iris, he might have already returned.

"Everyone, Richelieu and the others are here!"

At this time, Lemar, who had healthy wheat-colored skin, suddenly poked his little head out from outside and reported to Jean Bart and the others in panic.

"Is it finally here?"

Hearing this extremely familiar name, the Vichy ship girls present all frowned slightly and stood up at the same time. Even the cute Gascoigne looked towards the outer gate curiously.

"Wait, Monsieur Richelieu!"

"Joan, you guys wait outside, I can go in alone."

With a soft and pleasant voice, Richelieu walked slowly into the bright tavern with his plump thighs in red stockings.

Richelieu, with his holy temperament set off by the solemn red and white church robes, who had not been serious for a long time, soon blinked his red azalea eyes and looked quietly at Jean Bart.

"Ah~ Long time no see, Sister Richelieu."

"No need to greet her, Walkerland!"

Jean Bart called out to Vauquelin, who was trying to show his intimacy, and then raised his neck and greeted Richelieu, who was looking dim, indifferently: "It's been a long time, Richelieu!"

"Jean Bart..."

Seeing Jean Bart's attitude, Richelieu fell silent for a moment.

After a while, Richelieu, who held up her breasts with one hand, slowly closed her eyes and said solemnly: "If you really hate me, it would be enough for you to attack me alone. There is no need to affect the relationship between everyone."

"Humph! I just hate your philosophy. Just for the so-called justice, you abandoned all of us Vichy Church's ship girls and threw yourself into the arms of the royal family!"

"Feel sorry."

"We don't need your apology! Sister, you are always like this, do you really know what we want!?"

For a moment, with Richelieu's apology and Jean Bart's gentle scolding, the entire tavern instantly fell into an atmosphere close to freezing point.

"But, Sister Jean Bart, you still like Sister Richelieu, don't you?"

Finally, in this awkward atmosphere, Yaxu suddenly raised his head and exposed Jean Bart's thoughts in front of everyone without hesitation: "If you really hate Sister Richelieu, you wouldn't come to this place."

"Sister, you just want to get Sister Richelieu's approval, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't go to so much trouble. So... Sister, you two should make peace quickly."

After saying that, Yaxu, with a frown on his face, took advantage of everyone's moment of distraction and quickly took the hand of Richelieu next to him.

The smooth back of the hand brought a reassuring warmth. Yaxu, who lifted up Richelieu's little hand, did not bother to appreciate the elegant touch, but hurriedly used Richelieu's hand to hold Jean Bart's hand.

Because of her own special nature, the only relatives of a ship girl are her sister ships. Portland can even drool over her own sister.

So admit it, Jean Bart, you are just an incurable sister complex!

The sooner you guys get together, the more at ease he will be able to return to the port area (sad)!

"You, what nonsense are you talking about, little kid (blushing)!"

Seeing that Yaxu was trying to force Richelieu to stick close to him again, Jean Bart quickly took a few steps back and angrily slapped Richelieu's hand away.

Seeing this, the older sisters who were watching silently around also held up their cheeks and sighed: "Ah, is this what they call the innocent words of children~?"

"is that true?"

After hearing this, Richelieu was stunned for a moment and then looked at Jean Bart with hope.

"That's enough, take this talkative and troublesome little brat away!"

Facing the mocking looks from everyone around him, Jean Bart clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, saying seriously: "Anyway, just watch carefully, Richelieu. I will prove to you that all your ideas are wrong."

Chapter 821: Prepare to be honest ~

In the afternoon, after a brief negotiation with the Vichy Church, Yaxu had no choice but to return to the Iris Church with Richelieu and the others, who looked lost.

It was obvious that Jean Bart had no intention of simply forgiving his own sister.

As for Jean Bart's purpose, Yaxu, who was aware of the grudges between the two sides, could roughly guess it.

At the beginning, because of the invasion of the iron-blooded bad woman, Richelieu, considering the overall situation, led the Free Iris to abandon the ship girls of the "Vichy Church" and turned to cooperate with the royal camp that had betrayed them.

Afterwards, the Vichy Church had no choice but to surrender and cooperate with the Iron and Blood camp.

Jean Bart probably hated Richelieu's saintly style of disregarding personal feelings for the sake of justice.

That's why Jean Bart wanted to lead the Vichy warships to try to change Richelieu's attitude.

"Lord Richelieu, is it really okay for us to come back like this? It's rare that Jean Bart and the others are here!"

At this moment, Joan of Arc, with her hair neatly tied up and her sword tightly grasped, quickly frowned and suggested to Richelieu: "Shouldn't we bring Jean Bart and the others back by force?"

"End the war with war. This is the only thing I can do."

Similarly, Louis IX also held an exaggerated knight's lance in his hand, his deep red eyes full of seriousness.

"Okay everyone, Jean Bart and the others are no weaker than us, it will be troublesome if we fight them, okay?"

Seeing that the two Iris Knights were ready to fight, Surcouf, the submarine girl, waved her hands in panic: "You, you don't want me to raise my torpedoes to hit them, do you?!"

"Okay, everyone."

Hearing this, Richelieu sighed softly and quickly opened his rosy lips to call out to Joan of Arc and Louis IX.

After all, this place is still a human town, and as the bishop of the Iris Church, if she takes the lead in fighting with the Vichy Church's ship girls and destroys the town, she will naturally be condemned by the locals.

Her purpose of starting a church here was to help the local residents as much as possible besides preaching. Therefore, Richelieu also had his own principles.

"correct."

Thinking of Yaxu who had been trying to maintain their sisterly relationship, Richelieu leaned forward with a gentle look, bent down and touched Yaxu's little head, and thanked her softly: "Thank you for your concern just now, child."

"Don't thank me, Sister Richelieu. After all, I didn't succeed in persuading you, did I?"

In response to Richelieu's gratitude, Yaxu quickly shook his head, then lowered his childish face slightly and began to think seriously.

Is there no other way? Although it is a bit embarrassing to do this, it seems that he has no choice but to have a good talk with Richelieu and the others and try to get them to send him back to the port directly.

After all, judging from the current situation, the ship girls of Free Iris probably have no intention of going to amusement parks outside.

And Yaxu didn't want to take advantage of Kaixuan's affection for him. In this case, he might as well confess to Richelieu directly and say that he wanted to go out to find his family.

Based on the friendship he had established with Free Iris during this period, Yaxu felt that Richelieu would still be willing to help him.

However, just as Yaxu was about to reach out and tug at Richelieu's skirt and was about to speak, Béarn, who was in charge of staying in the church, suddenly came over with Triumph and the others, with sad faces.

"Well, Monsignor Richelieu, our church has no water or electricity."

"What……"

Hearing this, Richelieu, with her beautiful eyes furrowed, quickly realized something and couldn't help biting her soft lips.

It seems that the Vichy ship girls are really going to take real action against them.

"Water and electricity cut off? Strange, Jean Bart and the others should have just arrived here not long ago, how did they do it!?"

After hearing this embarrassing news, Joan of Arc hurriedly stepped forward in her white silk legs and walked to Béarn's side with some confusion.

Seeing this, Yaxu sighed and hurried forward to remind them: "I heard that sister named Dunkirk said that they specially paid some people to help them."

"what?"

"Huh~ Speaking of which, there have been a lot of people around our church recently advertising that there are kinder shipgirls near the port who will provide free high-quality fabrics and food just shipped in from the outside world."

As he spoke, Béarn adjusted his monocle and turned his head with mixed feelings to look at the prayer hall below. He could clearly see the decrease in the number of believers.