The time-based admiral of KanColle

Looking at everyone's confused faces, the reckless Tartu hurriedly and carefully informed: "It seems that Evil has gone to the White Eagle dormitory area to sleep..."

"Phew~ It's decided. We'll let Vicious be the secretary ship of the Vichy Church!"

Out of resentment towards this vicious and despicable behavior, Algeria quickly made this decision.

After deciding on the secretary ships for both sides, Richelieu and Jean Bart quickly left the office to prepare for the specific commander-in-chief ceremony.

After Richelieu and the others left, Yaxu quickly looked at Belfast who had just teased him.

"Okay, Master. I'll take my leave now."

Pretending not to see Yaxu, Belfast, who was holding back his smile, quickly walked out of the office: "Befa has to go back to help you sew a new uniform for the master."

"Stop, Belfast."

Seeing this, Yaxu sighed and hurriedly called Belfast.

Hearing this, Belfast, who had already walked out of the office, looked back through the crack of the door with a playful look, and said jokingly: "What's the matter, Master~?"

Aren't you asking this knowingly?

After Belfast's repeated provocations, Yaxu finally couldn't help but directly ordered: "Okay, please ask the evil-minded head maid to quickly lie down at the secretary's desk."

"What a tough master~?"

Faced with this obvious hint, Belfast did not continue his prank this time. Instead, he obediently walked back and silently closed the outer door of the office.

By the way, it's locked.

Chapter 877 The Eve of the Ceremony

Late at night, with the concerted efforts of the command cats and Akashi, the Iris Church filled with a sense of sacredness was finally completely built.

Although the interior decoration of the rooms in the church's inner courtyard still needs to be decorated by Richelieu and his companions, the church can now be used for banquets.

"Huha~ It turns out that the new church is more comfortable to live in."

Looking at the church prayer hall that seemed to be glittering all around, Shukuff couldn't help but smile with joy: "In a few days, we will build a bigger and more luxurious back garden behind the church."

"It's too early to think about that now, Surcouf."

Restraining her joy for the new church, Joan of Arc quickly turned to Richelieu and asked softly, "So, Lord Richelieu, are we going to hold a celebratory banquet?"

"A banquet?"

At Joan of Arc's reminder, Richelieu's eyes inevitably flickered, and then he glanced around the church.

Although the prayer hall of their church is spacious, it is ultimately just a place to place rows of church pews and for daily prayers.

If one wanted to hold a banquet to accommodate all the ship girls in the entire port area, it would obviously be impossible to accommodate so many dining tables.

This is probably the sweet trouble of too many ship girls in the port area.

"Master Richelieu, if that's not possible, how about we hold an open-air dinner?"

Knowing the current situation, Bearn adjusted his monocle and suggested softly, "Since the ship girls from other camps will also provide assistance, we only need to be responsible for the plan."

"But as a cardinal, I still hope to finish what I started here in the church."

Richelieu, holding the Bible in his arms, pondered for a moment and suddenly turned to look at Jean Bart and the others who were visiting here: "Um, have you, the Vichy Church, considered how to hold the ceremony?"

"Hmph~ I'm not good at arranging these ritualistic activities, so let Free Iris do it."

In response to her own sister's question, Jean Bart snorted coldly and turned her head away, adding without hesitation: "Anyway, when the time comes, I will just stand beside you and show my loyalty to him together."

"Wow~Are we being too shameless?"

Hearing this, Walkeran shook his burgundy hair and instantly covered his face with shame.

It would have been fine if they, the Vichy ship girls, came here with the Iris ship girl, but they didn't expect that even the commander's succession ceremony would have to be interfered with by Richelieu and the others?

If they did so, the Vichy Church would truly become a gift of the Iris Liberté, although they are already no different from a gift (sad).

"Oh, I remember someone said that since we, the Vichy Church and the Free Iris, are not in the same camp, we can't live together. Does that mean everything has to be calculated separately~?"

"What a waste! Anyway, I will just stand next to Richelieu when the time comes."

Jean Bart, with a blushing face, bit his lips and said, "I am also a Richelieu-class ship girl. What's wrong with me showing my loyalty to you?"

"Yes, yes, then let's go together."

Seeing Jean Bart's stubborn face, Dunkirk and the others could only look to Richelieu and the others for help: "Well, please give me some advice."

After realizing that no one had made up their minds, Richelieu sighed slightly and looked silently at the bishop's podium in front of the prayer hall, with ripples gradually appearing in his azalea eyes.

"Is this a characteristic that belongs only to us, Free Iris..."

With a soft and soothing voice, Richelieu quickly revealed the demeanor of a mature bishop and turned to look at everyone: "Cancel the banquet reservation. What we really need is the commander himself, right?"

"Ugh?"

After seeing Richelieu finally make a decision, Kaixuan and the others couldn't help but show confused and silly expressions, not understanding Richelieu's intention.

At the same time, the Royal Quarters——

In the quiet sewing workshop, the cheerful Belfast was slowly helping Yaxu sew a new navy uniform.

Although Belfast, as the perfect maid, had already prepared new uniforms with elements of the Sardinian Empire and other factions when Yaxu succeeded as the Iron-Blooded Commander, she did not expect that the commander would bring back ship girls from both factions at the same time.

So, he is a really troublesome master, isn't he?

Belfast raised her head in a happy mood and said softly to Dido, who was helping her: "Miss Dido, please help me get the Iris of Liberty and the emblem of the Vichy Church."

"Okay, okay!"

Following Belfast's instructions, the well-behaved Dido immediately took graceful steps and quickly helped to hand over the newly made camp emblem.

Then, Dido couldn't help but stand behind Belfast, her rose-pink eyes quickly showing admiration: "Master's new uniform is so nice, Dido, is Dido really qualified to help the beloved Master prepare the uniform here!?"

After saying that, the sentimental Dido couldn't help but bury her head in those round breasts again, and murmured in a humble tone: "Sure enough, Dido should go back and put on gloves before helping. In case you wrinkle the master's clothes, Dido, Dido... wuwuwu..."

Just as Dido began to radiate negative energy again, Sheffield, who was helping to sew uniform pants on the other side, hurried over, stood on tiptoe, and hit Dido on the head with his hand knife without hesitation.

Pah~~~

"Okay Dido, instead of feeling sorry for yourself here, why not join me in despising a maid who came back from a "cheating" affair."

After interrupting Dido's crying, Sheffield, with her beautiful eyes slightly frowned, suddenly looked meaningfully at Belfast's radiant and delicate face, and said with a deadpan tone: "It seems that she is very satisfied with the meal. Obviously everyone has been very busy these two days."

You know, because Yaxu led Bismarck and others to completely eliminate the black fog in the Osay area, their port area’s internal affairs phone was almost blown up.

Because in the past two days, Yaxu not only has to decline invitations from outside with Bismarck and others, but also has to be busy with the affairs of Richelieu and others joining the port area.

So Yaxu, who just came back, hasn't even slept in the Admiral's Mansion recently, making Sheffield, who was alone in the empty room, and Cheshire, who lost his pillow, look full of resentment.

And in this situation, a maid actually wanted to cheat! ?

Thinking of this, Sheffield immediately began to attack Belfast, who was smiling and silent, with a resentful look, and then questioned: "Don't you know that cleaning the office is hard, especially getting rid of the smell?"

"How rude~ I was just following the master's request, lying obediently on the secretary's desk, clasping my hands together, and praying sincerely for the master's greatness~?"

Just when Belfast was about to have some fun with Sheffield, the sound of a communicator suddenly came out.

"A communication from Mademoiselle Richelieu?"

After hearing this, Belfast quickly connected the call, and Richelieu's voice soon rang in his ears.

"Can I trouble you for something, Miss Befa..."

Chapter 878 Iris ~ Vichy Commander, achieved!!!

The next day—

At dawn, the winter sun gradually rose from the sea level, casting warm light on the brand new magnificent church.

At this moment, the ship girls from various camps were gathering in the Iris dormitory area in an orderly manner, ready to witness together the feat of their commander in hooking up the two camps again.

“Mmm…Mmm!!!”

In response, Queen Elizabeth, who looked noble and gorgeous in a white off-shoulder dress, angrily stepped on her exquisite banquet shoes and said to Joan of Arc and the others, "I didn't even have breakfast and came all the way here, and you told me there was no banquet prepared for me!?"

"Well, Your Majesty, I remember that Sister Richelieu informed you last night that we only planned to hold a simple succession ceremony, didn't she?"

"I was taking a milk bath last night! How could I have time to answer your calls?"

Maintaining her usual arrogant attitude, the blonde and blue-eyed Elizabeth quickly revealed her cute little fangs and continued to lose her temper at the helpless and stubborn girls.

After all, considering that their royal family had a grudge with Liberty Iris in the past, Queen Elizabeth led the royal ship girls as the first camp to arrive in order to express a close attitude.

As a result, they didn’t even prepare breakfast!

"Well, your majesty."

Seeing that Elizabeth was particularly sensitive about breakfast, War-weary beside her hurriedly pushed Elizabeth away. After all, the protagonists today were Iris and the Vichy ship girls.

Finally, when the ship girls from various camps were waiting outside the church in an orderly manner, a group of cute command cats suddenly ran out of the church and rolled out an elegant red carpet inside the church.

Soon, Tartu, Lemar, Vauquelin and Evil, dressed in elegant black nun uniforms, walked out with red faces.

Correspondingly, Forbin, Reckless, Stubborn and Triumphant, who were wearing flawless white nun uniforms, quickly walked out together with red faces. After all, it was the first time for them to wear such special clothing as nun uniforms.

Nun's uniform? This kind of abstinence-like and elegant clothing is more likely to make people have wild thoughts.

Admiring the nuns and little ship girls waiting around the red carpet not far away, Yaxu couldn't help but complain silently in his heart.

Wait! If Kaixuan and the others are dressed as nuns, then this ceremony is...

"Is this the so-called inauguration ceremony? Commander, this is really very Iris-like."

Looking at the scene ahead, Enterprise, who was standing next to Yaxu, couldn't help but whispered, "This way, you will be both the commander and the priest leading Iris in the future."

"God? What a boring, empty product. We Ironbloods only believe in science!"

Compared to the enterprise's emotion, Bismarck, with an indifferent expression on the other side, lowered the brim of his hat with his jade hands, obviously not interested in the so-called belief at all.

"Priest? I have no experience as a priest!"

Just when Yaxu was feeling a little uneasy about this, Belfast, who was leading a group of maids, suddenly appeared from the side and handed Yaxu an exquisite priest robe with a sly smile: "Master, this is the new dress that Miss Richelieu commissioned us to make last night."

"???"

Staring blankly at the priest's robe, Yaxu couldn't help but sigh after hesitating for a moment. Then he took the robe and turned around to find a secluded corner to change his clothes.

Finally, when the port area ship girls from various camps gathered around to act as spectators, the confused Yaxu finally changed into the priest's robe, and walked slowly towards the church along the red carpet under the guidance of Louis IX, the knights of the Vatican.

Immediately afterwards, slow and solemn organ music resounded throughout the sky, bringing Yaxu's sense of shame to a new level.

"Haha, it suits you very well, Commander~?"

Seeing Yaxu wearing priest uniform for the first time, the older sisters with stars in their eyes immediately leaned forward and teased Yaxu in sweet voices.

So, surrounded by Kaixuan and the others who were dressed as little nuns, Yaxu had to scratch his cheek and cough lightly, straighten his body, and deliberately put on a serious look.

Seeing this, Algeria and the other church knights couldn't help laughing for a moment, but they suppressed their laughter and sent Yaxu into the vestibule of the church.

Then, Richelieu, who was waiting in front of the prayer altar, also came into Yaxu's sight.

Richelieu's delicate face, with her long orange-gold hair, looks particularly holy in the morning light. Her dignified red and white church robes, paired with her fluffy white pleated skirt, make her look even more dreamy and charming.

"I'm sorry, but we all hope that you can serve as our commander in this outfit."

With a soft and soothing voice, Richelieu slowly walked up to Yaxu with his legs wrapped in light pink stockings, then stretched out his arms with golden sleeves and gently held Yaxu's cheek.

"Ahem, Richelieu, I don't know anything about priests."

"It's okay. This is just our wish for you. You don't have to become a real priest."

After winking at Yaxu with his right eye in a playful manner, Richelieu solemnly handed the Bible in his arms to Yaxu, then raised the fleur-de-lis flag and performed an elegant papal salute.

"I am the lead ship of the Richelieu-class battleship, Richelieu, the leader of the fleet of Liberty Iris. Please take good care of me from now on, Commander."

Staring at Yaxu, who was picked up by them, Richelieu's eyes flickered in an instant: "Perhaps, this is what is called fate."

"In short, as a cardinal, I have experienced a life full of misfortunes, but if it were you, I believe you would be able to shoulder the obligations of faith and freedom and firmly lead us to survive."

"Ah."

After seriously accepting Richelieu's title of commander, Yaxu then looked curiously at a certain pirate lady who looked annoyed.

Jean Bart, with her sleek flaxen ponytail and hot body, is still wearing the black and gold pirate lady costume.

Although she has a stubborn temper, Jean Bart still can't let go of the position his sister holds in his heart, right? Otherwise, he wouldn't have come here for nothing.

"Don't even think about it. I won't do that kind of corny ritual!"

After noticing that Yaxu seemed to be looking at her, Jean Bart, clenching her teeth, immediately walked over with a cold snort, and then straightened her proud queen figure: "Jean Bart, the newest and last battleship, from now on, it will be up to you to decide my course."

"Anyway, don't bother talking to me about those roundabout things. Just tell me what you want me to do."