The time-based admiral of KanColle

"Knight's lance? Can you lend it to me, Louis IX?"

"Commander, the Knight's Lance is a weapon for use with horseback riding. It will be difficult to control if you use it on foot."

Faced with the desire to try the knight's lance, Louis IX, with his waist-length gray hair, immediately stepped forward and pressed close to Yaxu, then handed the long-handled handsome knight's lance to Yaxu.

But the next second, Yaxu was forced to use both hands to lift up the full metal knight gun.

“So heavy.”

After weighing the weight, Yaxu completely gave up the idea of ​​wielding the knight's spear.

As a human being, he really couldn't use large knight's guns to destroy the Siren fleet like Louis IX and his companions did.

"Commander, fighting is our duty as shipgirls. You don't have to waste your energy on this."

Looking at Yaxu who came specially to practice with him today, Louis IX couldn't help but frown and assured Yaxu: "Commander, you have a more important meaning."

"That's too much, Louis IX."

Looking at Louis IX who was beginning to admonish him, Yaxu couldn't help but ask curiously in a relaxed tone: "So, what kind of commander am I in your eyes?"

"My prophet, my guide, my commander (truth)!"

In a stern and rigorous tone, Louis IX respectfully knelt on one knee and performed a knight's salute to Yaxu.

Oh my god! It turns out that in Louis IX's heart, he is not a perverted commander!

Looking at Louis IX with a serious face, Yaxu couldn't help but put his hands on Louis IX's shoulders with mixed feelings, and then sighed sincerely.

Although it sounded very touching, he didn't know why he felt an inexplicable sense of guilt in his heart.

"Although it is good to abide by the code of chivalry, I actually hope that you can be more casual in front of me, Louis IX."

"But, although I can feel that I am being accepted by this fleet, is this really my promised land...?"

Faced with Yaxu's suggestion, Louis IX suddenly raised his clear red eyes, turned around and looked at the ship girls who were basking in the sun on beach chairs not far away.

Just when Yaxu was a little worried about whether Louis IX had something on his mind, Louis IX quickly looked at Yaxu again, and then added softly: "Don't worry, Commander, I'm not doubting you, I just think there should be a deeper meaning for my being here."

"Because I clearly recognize a fact."

"That means the ship girls from other factions will not be afraid of me, the Arbitration Knight of Free Iris."

After saying this, Louis IX, with a slightly red face, looked away awkwardly and explained in a low voice: "Because I can feel that if I force my colleagues in the port area to arbitrate, they might beat me up in return."

So true.

Hearing this, Yaxu nodded with emotion.

Since his port area implements the policy of each camp managing its own ship girls, even if a camp suddenly has an elder sister-style internal conflict, it is not convenient for other camps to intervene.

One of the most obvious phenomena is that, apart from the royal family and Asia, no one cares about Queen Elizabeth's face.

While Yaxu continued to practice with Louis IX, Drake, who was not far away, suddenly took off his sunglasses and joked to Yaxu: "Commander, it seems that you really want to participate in the Colosseum Festival here, right? You even came here to warm up today."

"According to the recent notice board, it seems to be today."

Neptune, who was lying on his back drinking coconut juice with a straw in his soft lips, also teased Yaxu, "I didn't expect you to like playing too, Commander."

Although these ship girls are basically not interested in the festival activities here, it is obvious that their commander seems to be enjoying it.

You know, if Yaxu really wanted to meet Veneto and the others, he actually didn't need to visit the Sardinian ship girl in the name of the festival winner.

As long as he uses time-stop raid, Yaxu can appear directly on the royal island of Veneto and the others.

"Hehe, actually the kid has already prepared to be the commander of Sardinia~?"

Frederick the Great stroked the ends of his inky hair with his jade hands. Lying down like a noble lady, he looked at Yaxu with loving eyes and directly expressed Yaxu's thoughts: "So, kid, he already regards those Sardinian ship girls as quasi-colleagues."

These days, Yaxu's attitude is shown by signs such as learning the saxophone and trying to make authentic Sardinian pizza.

Obviously, Yaxu wanted to know everything about the Sardinian Empire from the attitude of a Sardinian commander.

After realizing this fact, Neptune couldn't help but ask Cheshire and the others playfully: "In that case, how long do you think it will take for the commander to become the commander of Sardinia?"

"Hehe, Cheshire guesses a month (ΦωΦ)!"

"It's too long. Don't forget Miss Zara and the others outside are very grateful to the commander now."

With his tight, smooth legs tilted up, Drake simply and proudly announced, "So I guess two weeks!"

"One week!"

"Three days!"

Can you guess any more outrageous?

Looking at everyone who had already started discussing this, Yaxu, feeling a little embarrassed, hurriedly stepped forward and pinched Drake and the others' faces one by one, as a punishment from the commander.

After playing with the ship girls for a while, Yaxu looked up at the giant arena located on the top floor of the Sardinian town in the distance.

"A gladiatorial arena? Haha, it feels a bit like the console game that Nagashima and the others played."

Realizing that he would be experiencing that atmosphere in person later, Yaxu couldn't help but smile a little.

Although his combat power is far from that of the Kancolle, as a man, he still has the romance of a man.

Noticing that Yaxu seemed very happy, Beifeng, who was building a sand park with Gascoigne, suddenly reminded Yaxu meaningfully: "Commander, remember to bring a bath towel."

"???"

noon--

Accompanied by a large piece of colorful fireworks suddenly exploding from the sky above the arena, waves of cheers and shouts suddenly resounded throughout the town.

Then, along with the enthusiastic residents crowding on both sides of the main aisle, Veneto, surrounded by royal soldiers, walked towards the Colosseum with a noble and elegant posture.

As the glory of the Sardinian Empire, Veneto naturally could not miss such a large-scale festival.

In addition to the usual gladiatorial competitions, the entire town will hold a bonfire party and chorus for three days and three nights, and even the thin-cooked pizza will be in sufficient quantity to be eaten.

Although it is troublesome to manage the festival activities, Veneto still enjoys the lively atmosphere.

After a while, Veneto, with his silver-gray wavy hair, quickly stepped into the center seat at the top level of the arena.

Seeing this, Abruzzi, who had already sat here, quickly looked at Veneto next to him and asked with concern: "How is it?"

"Sorry, I still haven't found those strange shipgirls."

Speaking in a gentle and soothing tone, Veneto couldn't help but look at Darreco who was expecting something on the other side, his light grey eyes full of apology.

Seeing that the murderer who mistook her for a gopher had not been found, Darek waved his hands in disappointment and comforted Veneto who was blaming herself: "It's okay, Veneto."

"By the way, Tianying, Xibeifeng and the others haven't come yet?"

While Darecco was comforting Veneto, Abruzzi crossed his long legs and looked at the Eagle who was sitting upright on the left.

With a beautiful sun hat and a body-slimming long dress, the Skyhawk, as an aircraft carrier, is as attractive as a gentle lady.

However, compared to when he was in the Sardinian court, Tianying was obviously full of tension at this moment, and his clear emerald eyes were constantly shimmering in circles.

Seeing this, Abruzzi, who was stroking his forehead, quickly patted the slightly reckless Eagle and said soothingly, "Come on, as a noble Sardinian noble, how can you be so nervous?"

"Yes, but..."

Looking at the densely packed audience in the surround auditorium below, Tianying, with a slightly flushed face, bowed respectfully to Abruzzi and said, "I'm still not used to being in an occasion with so many people."

"Really? So this is why Gioberti and the others didn't come?"

Looking at the empty reserved seats not far away, Abruzzi frowned and said, "Forget about Torricelli, but why didn't even the southwest wind come?"

"Well, actually, Gioberti and the others left yesterday morning."

In response to Abruzzi's question, Tianying pursed his lips and whispered, "They haven't come back yet this morning."

"What!?"

Hearing this, Abruzzi immediately frowned. At the same time, amid the deafening welcome from the audience, the competition in the arena officially began.

Seeing this, Abruzzi, who was a little uneasy, looked at Veneto who was smiling next to him, and finally decided not to tell Veneto for the time being.

So, following the extremely warm atmosphere around her, Abruzzi, with her cheeks held up, began to watch the game idly.

By the way, in order to implement Veneto's pacifism, this gladiatorial competition requires participants to wear full-body heavy armor and is prohibited from harming the opponent's life.

Therefore, the winner can be determined by simply disarming or knocking down the opponent.

But speaking of it, even the most intense human duel is like playing house to these ship girls.

So, I really don’t know why Veneto likes things like the Colosseum so much.

So just as Abruzzi was watching the game idly, a contestant appeared who was obviously different from the others in terms of body shape.

Among the monster armored men who are all over two meters tall, this contestant wearing armor is obviously shorter than the others.

strangeness……

Perhaps because the other players' competitions were all the same, Abruzzi was a little concerned about this player.

Although, she didn't think he could defeat the burly soldier wielding a knight's hammer. After all, body size determines the upper limit of physical fitness.

However, the next second, the shorter contestant leaned over to avoid the side swing of the knight's hammer, and suddenly slammed his sword on the opponent's helmet at a sharp speed, and then kicked the opponent's ankle with his foot.

Ping! Bang!

With two consecutive muffled sounds, the dizzy armored man suddenly lost his balance and fell heavily in the arena, which meant his defeat.

"Ooooooooo!!!"

In an instant, the audience seats surrounding the arena once again erupted in thunderous applause for the victor.

Only this time, there was also a pleasant sound.

"Pretty!"

Looking at the player with a clearly different fighting style, Abruzzi couldn't help but hold up her chest, and smiled at the slightly surprised Veneto next to her: "Isn't that human quite interesting~?"

"Ah."

Faced with Abruzzi's lack of interest after a long time, Veneto tilted her head slightly in confusion.

After all, the other contestants were wrestling with each other using heavy weapons, which made this contestant's competition extremely conspicuous.

However, compared to Veneto and the others who were watching the show with ease, Yaxu, as a contestant, really didn't feel good at all.

Even if it's a simulated world in the mirror sea, there are still some basic laws to follow!

Exhaling deeply from the tight helmet, Yaxu felt stuffy and hot. Now wearing the armor soaked with sweat, he looked at the polite opponent who bowed to him in front of him with a little tiredness.

He had seen it when he was putting on the armor. Each of the contestants here had an exaggerated golden ratio body, and the muscle lines on their bodies seemed to be from the perfect sculptures of Michelangelo.

Therefore, facing these perfect Spartan warriors, even if he used Donghuang's cleverness, he still had a hard time dealing with them.

Fortunately, these monster warriors do not have very high intelligence.

Covering his painful shoulder that had just been grazed by a hammer through his armor, Yaxu sighed and finally used time reversal to remove the bruise on his shoulder.

Although he had been quite excited to experience this kind of activity when he first started participating, he has now completely lost interest.

"It looks like even if I win all of them, I still have to play 6 more games before I can finish."

Mumbling about his future fate, Yaxu frowned and finally decided to cheat by speeding up time.

But while Yaxu was trying hard to deal with the gladiatorial competition, Neptune and her friends who were sitting in a corner of the audience seats excitedly took out their communication watches and kept the camera function on.

A commander wearing armor is participating in a gladiatorial contest. This rare video of a commander has a very high collection value for the ship girls!

This video can even be sold to other ship girls at a high price.

Of course don't get me wrong, they are not as bored as that profiteer cat Akashi to sell the red pointed candles, but they use them for other transactions.

For example, as long as you have a rare quality commander photo, you can go to Taiho to conduct a private transaction, or ask your colleagues in the camp to help clean the room.

"Hehe, with this, Jean Bart will definitely treat me to a drink!"

"Hehe~ I'm going to use this video to tease Ajax~?"

Looking at the excited big sisters around him, Bei Feng shook his feather ears and took out the communication watch.

She has decided that she will use this video to seduce the sisters of Akizuki class to play dodgeball with her!

Chapter 1038 Look! The Commander has started again

At dusk, as the afterglow of the sun spread over the entire town of Sardinia, a large bonfire stand was completely built in the Sardinia Square.

As the flames above rose higher, the arena on the top floor of the Sardinian town suddenly erupted in loud applause like thunder.

Afterwards, the audience in the surround seats also stood up, announcing the end of this gladiatorial event.