The time-based admiral of KanColle

Up to this point, no ship girl knew exactly what their commander went through that day.

Ten hours later—

The deep night gradually enveloped the Iris Church, and the port area ship girls who planned to rest in the church for a night also slept on the floor with satisfaction, and in an instant the entire church was filled.

As for Liberty Iris and the Vichy Church's ship girls, since the church was full, they had no choice but to sleep together in Richelieu's large boudoir.

"Woo woo~ They are all bandits. The ship girls from other camps are all bandits."

With tears of grievance in his eyes, Surcouf, who was forced to squeeze together with Joan of Arc and the others, couldn't help but mutter under his breath: "I really want to stuff the thick torpedoes into their beds while they are sleeping, especially those iron-blooded bad women!"

"Well, after all, this is also for brother Yaxu, right?"

After gently comforting Surcouf, Algeria couldn't help but stretch her mature body, her eyes flickering, and she slowly muttered: "By the way, there are many charming and sexy big sisters in other camps."

"It seems that brother Yaxu is already married."

Thinking back to the elegant head maid who came to discuss dessert making with her, Dunkirk couldn't help but add with emotion: "And, Miss Belfast said there was more than one."

"What a little pervert..."

After a slightly disgusted sigh, Algeria suddenly looked around in confusion: "Strange, Jean Bart and Richelieu are not going to come back to sleep?"

at the same time--

In the quiet church study, Richelieu was looking at the front of her wine cabinet with some worry, because at this moment Yaxu was standing on a bench, trying to steal red wine from her wine cabinet.

"Um, kid...ah no, Yaxu, do you need my help?"

"No need, Sister Richelieu, I can still do such a small thing."

After "shamelessly" stealing a bottle of red wine from Richelieu's collection, Yaxu, with a satisfied look on his face, turned around and looked at Richelieu in his pajamas.

The soft orange-gold long hair was mixed with moisture, and the delicate and holy cheeks also had the aftertaste of just taking a shower.

Richelieu was clearly in a state of relaxation, hiding his tall figure in a slim and loose-fitting light pink pajamas.

The church is now occupied by a large number of ship girls from other camps.

Looking at Richelieu who still maintained the elegance of a bishop, Yaxu couldn't help but apologize with some guilt: "I'm sorry, Sister Richelieu, my ship girl in the port area has caused you trouble."

"You don't have to mind it, brother Yaxu."

"But I do mind!"

Just as Richelieu was comforting Yaxu, Jean Bart suddenly walked in from outside with a cold snort.

Chapter 871 Richelieu Night~?

"But I do mind!"

In the quiet study, Jean Bart, still wearing her pirate lady outfit, walked in with a cold snort, and then said with a little dissatisfaction: "Those ship girls are really not polite at all."

"It looks like you've taken it for granted that this church is already yours."

After saying this, Jean Bart, with a subtle expression, habitually stretched out his slender hand and wanted to lift up Yaxu who was holding the red wine.

However, the next second, Yaxu directly held Jean Bart's tender hand with his tender little hand, and used time to stop Jean Bart to completely freeze him in place.

What a joke! Don’t really think of him as a weak little boy!

Looking at Jean Bart who was frozen in place by him for a moment, Yaxu finally regained some of his dignity as a commander.

Although he really had no other options before, he could only be helplessly lifted up and swung around by Jean Bart, being toyed with like a mascot.

But now it’s different! With his abilities restored, he has maxed out his self-protection abilities. He can control ten fierce big sisters like Jean Bart with one hand.

Suppressing the thought of retaliating by slapping Jean Bart's buttocks, Yaxu quickly let go of Jean Bart.

"Well!"

Feeling the powerlessness of being unable to do anything just now, Jean Bart, with her beautiful eyes tightly furrowed, couldn't help but hold up her chest with her arms, then looked down at Yaxu: "What a monstrous commander, no wonder those iron-blooded ship girls would recognize you as their commander."

Looking at Jean Bart, who was still dressed in formal attire, Richelieu asked softly, "Jean Bart, what can I do for you?"

"I just came to ask whether I should stay here or not."

After tapping Yaxu's head with a hint of resentment, Jean Bart, with a serious face, quickly said to Richelieu meaningfully: "I told you this during the day, you are no longer needed here."

"..."

Hearing this, Richelieu did not avoid the topic this time, but responded frankly: "Indeed, this place was originally a prosperous tourist city. After getting rid of the troubles of the Sirens, it will definitely recover quickly."

"And by then, your place will just be an additional tourist attraction for them. Is that what you want, sister?"

At this point, Jean Bart patted Yaxu's shoulder again, and then raised the corner of his lips and said, "Now, kid, come and help me convince your sister Richelieu."

Recalling the dream Jean Bart had before, Yaxu suddenly revealed Jean Bart's thoughts in a low voice: "Then, Sister Jean Bart, can you trick Sister Richelieu into traveling around the world with you and be a free-spirited pirate lady?"

"And in your dream, Sister Jean Bart, I seemed to be a fawning little brother. Can you explain it to me, Sister Jean Bart..."

"Well! What's wrong with being a pirate with me (blushing)?"

Faced with Yaxu's teasing, the heroic Jean Bart looked away a little embarrassedly. After all, it was indeed impolite to imagine the other person as an obedient younger brother in a dream.

Seeing Jean Bart and Yaxu bickering again, Richelieu was stunned for a moment before raising his hand to cover his lips, revealing a smile that he couldn't help but laugh: "Come to think of it, Jean Bart, you can never win a bickering match with brother Yaxu~?"

"Shut up! Anyway, where are you going to go next, sister?"

"Since I can't be a cardinal here, I can just follow the commander and leave, right?"

After winking at Jean Bart in a playful manner, Richelieu couldn't help but look at the Bibles on the desk, revealing a slightly lonely look.

"Huh? Are you serious, sis!"

Seeing Richelieu's determined look, Jean Bart immediately pursed his lower lip and warned: "Don't you know what the Royal Family and Iron Blood are like? Isn't this the reason why we left there in the first place?"

Living in the port area surrounded by the Royal Faction and the Iron Blood Faction is not a good experience for the ship girls of Free Iris and Vichy Church.

But Jean Bart didn't want to commit himself to the Iron Blood and the Royal Family anymore.

"Ahem, Sister Jean Bart."

Of course, in response to these words, Yaxu, as the commander, immediately clarified: "In my port area, everyone is treated equally."

"Treat everyone equally? Humph~ You say it so nicely, but as a commander, you still can't help but favor the stronger ship girl, right?"

Looking at Yaxu who had made a guarantee to her, Jean Bart could not help but lean forward, lean over and pinch Yaxu's face, and questioned: "Besides, Bismarck is your wedding ship, are you sure you won't favor the Iron Blood?"

"No, because every faction has my wedding ship."

"???"

Hearing Yaxu's serious answer, Jean Bart couldn't help but reveal a silly expression.

"By the way, brother Yaxu, now that you have become like this, what are you going to do in the future?"

Thinking of this, Richelieu couldn't help but look at the boy-like Yaxu with some worry.

Facing Richelieu's concern, Yaxu chuckled calmly and said, "Actually, I can use my own abilities to turn myself back into an adult, Sister Richelieu."

With the combination of time reversal and time acceleration, theoretically, Yaxu can control his age at will.

The reason why Yaxu was in a hurry to use time to speed up and turn back into a convenient adult was actually just to make his own ship girls happier. After all, he had made them worried for so long.

"Hey? Then why are you, brother Yaxu..."

"Because everyone looks happy, it's the commander's job to satisfy the needs of his own ship girls, right?"

Looking at the somewhat confused Richelieu and Jean Bart, Yaxu sighed sincerely, and the pitiful pleas of Atago and the others began to emerge in his mind.

[Xiao Yaxu, you often see the bodies of Ayanami and the others, so it’s okay to let your wife play with them for a while (shocked voice)! ]

[Ah, dear, Akagi has seen it. When you were taking a hot spring bath with that damn fox, you secretly let Chang Meng use his feet to satisfy you underwater, right? Akagi wants it too!]

After hearing these accusations, Yaxu, who had originally wanted to struggle in the big sister's arms, gave up resisting and obediently let his face be rubbed.

After all, he himself had attacked the small ship girls, so he really had no right to blame Atago and the others.

Of course, if possible, Yaxu still hopes that his wives can play fewer weird erotic games. Letting Frederick the Great put him in the cradle and rock him has already reached the limit of his shame!

"Little pervert..."

Seeing that the little boy in front of him had considered this point, Jean Bart couldn't help but grab Yaxu's face and said, "No wonder you have so many wedding ships."

Let the lecherous commander be the lecherous commander, he also has to deliver red wine to Lafite.

After letting Jean Bart vent his resentment for a while, Yaxu hurriedly hugged the red wine he had stolen from Richelieu and left the study.

After all, he not only has the big sister's wedding ship to satisfy, but also the little loli's wedding ship to take care of.

Chapter 872 Wedding Ship and Flagship ~ Port Features

The next morning, a gorgeous figure was walking in wooden clogs, searching for a certain profiteer cat decisively and quickly.

Then, Akagi, who was wearing an elegant kimono, quickly raised her neck, and her pair of phoenix eyes looked charming against the backdrop of crimson eyeshadow.

Of course, besides the charm, there is also a strong sense of unwillingness.

Noticing the unhappiness of the red fox in front of him, Kaga, who was following behind, couldn't help shaking his white fox tail and asked curiously: "Are you not satisfied, sister?"

Because from Kaga's perspective, she saw Akagi untying her belt, and then dragged Yaxu into the bed, and the indescribable process began.

Kaga, who originally just wanted to ride it, knelt outside the bed and waited for three hours.

"Even licking you clean isn't enough, 'cause I want more than that!"

In response to Kaga's question, Akagi quickly smiled and stroked the sleeves, adding meaningfully to Kaga: "We foxes have to eat meat after all."

After saying that, Akagi continued walking forward without looking back. After all, she now had to find a way to make the commander bigger!

Just as Akagi began to plan silently, Frederick the Great, who was brimming with happiness, happened to walk over from the opposite side of the church corridor.

Frederick the Great, with a faint smile hidden under his ink-dyed hair, walked with his plump legs and met Akagi face to face.

In this regard, Akagi instinctively glanced at Frederick the Great, who had a dark and charming temperament. When he saw the brown velvet sweater bulging with plump breasts, he immediately drooped his fox ears.

Is this... a parent-child style?

Looking at the sweater full of family atmosphere, Akagi and Kaga couldn't help but frown and glanced at Frederick the Great.

Similarly, Frederick the Great narrowed his dark golden eyes and took a quick look at Akagi and Kaga.

Weird Mama boat, better stay away from my dear.

It’s better for this insatiable vixen to stay away from my children.

After this thought flashed through their minds at the same time, Frederick the Great and Akagi and the others couldn't help but stare at each other, then stopped in the corridor, and the atmosphere gradually became awkward.

Before either side could speak, Kewei, who was humming playfully, happened to walk out from the room next door.

Kiss brother-in-law~Pinch brother-in-law~Play with brother-in-law~?

Ugh?

Looking at Frederick the Great and Akagi and the others who were in a stalemate in the corridor, Kewei, with her elegant steps, closed her soft lips silently, then walked back obediently and closed the door habitually.

After all, as a wedding ship, they are no longer surprised by this phenomenon. Because Yaxu has many wives, this kind of awkward confrontation between wedding ships has happened countless times.

At the same time, in the lobby of the Iris Church, the flagships of each camp were gathered together, staring at the ethereal Dream Weaver.

Compared to Enterprise and the others who were extremely vigilant, the Purifier who was forcibly abducted was crying and hugging the frozen Weaver.

"Dream Weaver! Why were you also dealt with? Now I will never be able to eat seafood fried noodles from the Sakura Empire again. I will have to stay in the cold and icy Northern Union Prison for the rest of my life, wuwu~~~"

"So there are so many Siren Ship Girls..."

Upon seeing this, Richelieu and Jean Bart looked around in surprise, at the yawning Constructor, the unwilling Clearer, and the petite Observer who was still sleeping.

At this point, all the Siren ship girls that Yaxu knew gathered here.

Finally, is it over?

Looking at the Dream Weavers who were completely captured, Yaxu breathed a sigh of relief.

In this way, as long as he can find the real Siren base behind the scenes through the observer, he may be able to completely make the Sirens disappear from this world.

Complete peace? It's really sad.

After realizing this fact, Yaxu gradually lowered his eyes and shook his head with some emotion.

Similarly, because they knew what it meant to capture the observers, the companies all breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, the imposing Bismarck walked slowly behind the boy-like Yaxu, and the corners of his tender lips curved beautifully: "That's perfect, Commander. Through the merits and reputation of liberating the occupied areas, we can display these Siren ship girls as exhibits to the whole world."

"In this way, Commander, you are destined to be shrouded in glory and will be recorded in the history books as a true..."

"That's enough, Bismarck. Our commander is not one who is keen on that!"