The time-based admiral of KanColle

Thinking of this, one of the employees couldn't help but look at the other employee in confusion: "What should we do?"

"What should I do? Is there a ship girl here? I can't see anything!"

"Yes, yes, yes! I know nothing!"

After a brief moment of understanding, the two night shift employees immediately pretended to be stupid and left.

"Eh? Little brother, your negotiation skills are too strong!"

Seeing the two night shift employees leaving tactfully, the pleasantly surprised Surcouf immediately hugged the smaller Yaxu from behind, and then pressed her soft and elastic breasts wrapped in a milky white bra on Yaxu's head: "Sure enough, you are much more reliable than Joan of Arc~?"

"Hey……"

Hearing this, Joan of Arc blushed and was about to refute, but after looking at Yaxu who was stuck to Surcouf, she still flashed her blue eyes, lowered her head and acknowledged the sad fact.

"But they are essentially still grateful for your efforts over the past few years, big sister."

After noticing Joan of Arc's disappointment, Yaxu quickly smiled and comforted her: "So it's all thanks to you, big sister, right?"

"Pfft~ You're pretty good at praising people, little brother~?"

Looking at Yaxu in his arms, Xukufu couldn't help but curl up his red lips slightly, then gently poked Yaxu's face: "I really don't know how your parents taught you."

"Ahem, okay, I'll go restore the church's power now."

After understanding the operating instructions here, Yaxu quickly borrowed the operating computer in the distribution station to set it up and made special preparatory measures.

Because he was learning programming from Akashi, and the programming language he used was the meow language used exclusively by God's Cat, Yaxu was not worried that someone would be able to understand it and cut off the church's power supply again.

So, after Yaxu and Joan of Arc were busy outside for a while, the water and electricity of the Iris Church were restored and it became brighter.

When Yaxu and Louis IX returned to the Iris Church, Richelieu and others who had been waiting there could not help but curiously ask Yaxu about the situation.

Looking at Yaxu surrounded by Richelieu and the others, Surcouf could not help but pat Joan of Arc next to him, and pointed at Yaxu not far away with his white jade finger meaningfully.

"Tell me, are we... lacking a commander?"

"Oh! what are you talking about, Surcouf?"

Facing Surcouf's smiling suggestion, Joan of Arc blushed and bit her lip and scolded him: "He is just a little boy, are you going to impose such responsibility on him?"

"He...will grow up, won't he? He will be an adult in about six years."

"Ah this..."

Faced with Louis IX's meaningful muttering, Joan of Arc's sight began to wander.

Although they never had such an idea before, it now seems that having a reliable commander is indeed necessary.

And... he seemed to feel reassured.

"Besides, he is still young. We can train him to be a more powerful commander ourselves, right?"

"That sounds great, Louis IX."

After seeing that Louis IX and Surcouf had begun to whisper, Joan of Arc, who was gradually moved, shone again in front of everyone.

"Joan of Arc?"

After noticing that the stigmata worn by the Knight of Joan of Arc began to glow again, Richelieu and the others who were praising Yaxu turned around curiously.

"Ahhh! Hug, I'm sorry!"

Chapter 824 My Foolish Sister ~ Richelieu Limited

The next morning, braving the chilly morning breeze, Jean Bart, who had gotten up early, quickly arrived near the port with the Vichy papal shipgirls.

Except for the vicious lady who failed to get up, all the ship girls of the Vichy Church followed Jean Bart to the port.

The port, which was usually very deserted, was now flooded with many residents, who gathered on the makeshift terrace.

"Sure enough, there are a lot of people coming here."

Looking at the lively scene in front of him, Algeria stretched his plump body a little, and then rushed over with Gascony to help.

Although they hired a lot of people to help distribute supplies, it was obvious that they were still a little overwhelmed.

"So, Jean Bart, are you going to use this to irritate Richelieu?"

Looking at the busy people below, Dunkirk, who was sitting on the terrace of the tavern with everyone, couldn't help but smile peacefully. He chuckled and began to prepare hot donuts for breakfast for Jean Bart and the others.

"Hmph~ I really want to see Richelieu's expression now."

Seeing this, Jean Bart, with a slight smile on his lips, couldn't help but cross his slender legs, and then revealed a smug expression.

"They would rather build a so-called church here than look for us in the outside world. Is this the extent of their sense of justice and responsibility that overrides personal feelings?"

After saying this, Jean Bart began to feel unhappy again.

After all, Jean Bart and the others became pirate ladies in the outside world partly because of their interest, and on the other hand, they actually hoped that Richelieu would bring everyone from Free Iris to find them.

However, they never received any news from Richelieu and his friends, and thus developed a great deal of resentment.

Therefore, if Richelieu's overly saintly style could not be corrected, Jean Bart did not think that he could live in harmony with this so-called sister.

"Woo woo, the treasures we dug out in the South China Sea and the protection fees we collected for so many years, are they all going to go down the drain now?"

With a tone of powerlessness and grievance, Walkerland, who was lying on the wine table, couldn't help shaking his hair in depression, looking at the property gradually disappearing below with some heartache.

"Haha, Walkerlan, you don't have to worry too much."

Listening to Vauquelin's complaints, Dunkirk immediately reached out and tapped Vauquelin's head, and said soothingly: "As long as it can make Richelieu reflect on herself, it's all worth it."

"Yes, my sister must be doubting whether I am a qualified cardinal now that I cannot retain believers."

Jean Bart quietly looked at the crowds of people below, then bit the donut in his hand with resentment.

In the afternoon, as time passed, the local residents also returned with full loads.

Seeing this, the straightforward Jean Bart jumped down from the second floor of the tavern, intending to happily go to the Iris Church to mock his dear sister.

Seeing Jean Bart leaving on his own, Algeria quickly followed him and said with a playful smile: "Are you going to mock Richelieu? Jean Bart, you really have a bad heart."

"Hmm? Then why did you come up here?"

"Go play with that brother Yaxu who's giving you a headache."

In response to Jean Bart's question, Algeria couldn't help but gently hold up her charming cheeks, and then teased: "After all, he is interesting and cute, of course we can't waste him~?"

"Ugh! You, don't mention that guy!"

As soon as Jean Bart heard Yaxu's name, he blushed and clenched his fists.

After all, that kid named Yaxu was like her enemy. He would often say a lot of embarrassing things to her, and she couldn't refute those words at all.

"That kid also wants us to reconcile with Richelieu and the others, right? Don't you think he's cute because of his precocity~?"

After saying that, Algeria hugged Jean Bart from behind, leaned on his shoulders, and whispered playfully: "Just have a normal chat with him. It's very pleasant to chat with him."

"I'm not like you, Algeria."

Faced with Algeria's strange instigation, Jean Bart frowned slightly and snorted coldly.

After all, she still admired the powerful and reliable existence, otherwise Jean Bart would not have chosen to cooperate with the "brutal" Iron Blood camp.

So how could she be interested in a little boy like Yaxu who is still so immature!

Then, Jean Bart glanced suspiciously at Algeria, who was very interested next to him, and said that he really didn't understand this interest.

"Wait, that's weird..."

When he arrived near the Iris Church, Jean Bart suddenly noticed that many residents nearby were walking towards the Iris Church with grateful smiles on their faces.

Seeing this, Algeria, like Jean Bart, became increasingly confused.

Why are these residents who just received free high-quality fabrics and food from them now walking towards the Iris Church with a grateful look on their faces! ?

"Hey! Can you guys wait for me for a moment!?"

Seeing this slightly weird scene, Jean Bart, with a frown on his face, immediately called out to the residents.

"Isn't this the kind-hearted Miss Kanmusu?"

When Jean Bart suddenly called them, the residents who were passing by stopped in their tracks and bowed to Jean Bart and Algeria to express their gratitude: "As expected, you are worthy of being the sisters of Bishop Richelieu. We are very grateful for your help."

"well!?"

After hearing the name of his own sister from the mouths of these residents, the stunned Jean Bart instantly realized that something was wrong.

"Ah~ Excuse me, where did you hear these things from?"

Blinking his purple-gray eyes, Algeria also became alert.

"Everyone is saying that you are all sister ships of Bishop Richelieu and his crew, right? You came here specifically to help your sister, right?"

"What did you say!?"

Seeing that these residents seemed to be giving all the credit to Richelieu, Jean Bart gritted his teeth and immediately stepped forward, leaving large cracks on the ground around him.

"Eh? Wait, you... aren't you the sister of Miss Cardinal Richelieu?"

"I, I am... (gritting teeth)"

"That's right, thank you again. May Iris bless you."

After learning that Jean Bart was Richelieu's sister, the residents nearby bowed in gratitude and continued walking towards the Iris Church.

Watching the residents walk away, Algeria quickly understood the current situation, and then patted Jean Bart's shoulder with a smile: "We have been tricked."

The current situation is very clear. The local residents all know the close relationship between the Vichy Church and Liberty Iris.

So no matter how much supplies they donate now, the residents will naturally be grateful to Richelieu and the others.

After all... they are sisters, aren't they?

"hateful!"

Thinking of this, Jean Bart's breasts began to rise and fall with her mood.

So, with resentment and unwillingness in his heart, Jean Bart led Algeria directly into the bright and sacred Iris Church.

Seeing Jean Bart and Algeria rushing in, Béarn, who had been waiting in the prayer hall, didn't say much. Instead, he adjusted his monocle with a smile and reminded them, "Pfft~ If you want to find Lady Richelieu, she's in the garden behind the church now."

Hearing this, Jean Bart's mood became more and more anxious.

At the same time, in the fragrant back garden of Iris, Yaxu was sitting on Richelieu's legs wrapped in red stockings, and continued to tell the ownerless ship girls sitting around about the special gossip between the Vichy Church and Free Iris.

At this moment, Jean Bart and Algeria finally walked into the garden and saw Richelieu holding Yasu.

Seeing this, the nearby ship sisters immediately looked at Jean Bart with laughter, and then said playfully: "Is this your rebellious sister, Richelieu~?"

"Well...she's my sister (blushing)"

Listening to the laughter around her, for some reason, Miss Richelieu, who seemed dignified and holy in the past, lowered her head guiltily at this moment, letting her elegant orange-gold long hair fall down on her chest, and her cheeks were faintly flushed.

After all, for a cardinal like Richelieu, taking credit for his sister's achievements was too... shameless.

Thinking of this, Richelieu pursed her cherry lips and couldn't help but gently poke Yaxu in her arms with her jade hand.

Feeling that Richelieu was poking him, Yaxu, who also felt a little guilty, continued to instill gossip to the ship girls around him: "In fact, Sister Richelieu and Sister Jean Bart are arguing now, so they are getting along awkwardly."

"You guy!!!"

"Pfft~ You're amazing, little brother~?"

After seeing Jean Bart being teased by Yaxu again, Algeria finally couldn't help but cover her lower abdomen lightly and giggled along with the ship girls around her.

Chapter 825: Commander Iris~Reserved!

She... was tricked by this little boy again.

In the iris garden in the afternoon, looking at Yaxu sitting in Richelieu's arms, Jean Bart quickly clenched his fists, and ripples appeared in his clear red eyes.

Did they deliberately spread the sisterhood between the Vichy Church and the Free Iris to the local residents in order to force them together?

In this way, even if she blew up the entire Iris Church now, the residents here would think it was a quarrel between sisters, and the believers would only regard them as a group of ship girls.

And no matter how much she hated Richelieu's ideas, Jean Bart essentially considered herself Richelieu's sister.

So of course Jean Bart could not fail to acknowledge this sister ship relationship.

"hateful!"

After realizing the current situation, Jean Bart couldn't help but bite his lower lip, then stepped forward and stretched out his arms towards Yaxu, trying to grab him.

As the flaxen ponytail swayed behind him, just as Jean Bart grabbed Yaxu's collar, the other slender hand wrapped in silky white sleeves tightly clasped Jean Bart's wrist.

"Let him go..."