The time-based admiral of KanColle

The little head popped out from the deliberately torn sleeping bag, and the cute and soft Majesty soon came out in a daze.

Her clear golden short hair was held down by a patched extra-long rabbit-ear cap. Her petite and delicate figure also changed into a shoulder-baring black and white lolita prison uniform, and her pink and flawless bare feet were bound at the ankles with iron ball chains.

"Um, is there only bottled beer here?"

With the unique duck sitting posture of a loli, Mengmengda Weiyan then carefully searched for traces of wine in the cell. At the same time, a little head suddenly popped out of the sleeping bag.

Then, Tashkent, weak and limp, slowly crawled out of the sleeping bag.

"Sure enough, that chocolate... is weird... Tashkent has fallen to this point... Ugh... I still feel dizzy..."

Tashkent, wearing a uniform skirt, tied her hair into a lilac-colored single ponytail with a black ribbon, then pressed her white silk calves with her small buttocks, knelt pitifully and looked around, finally setting her sights on Yaxu who was in the cell opposite.

"T-Tai-Tai? Were you captured as well?"

Tashkent saw Yaxu's figure through his blue-gray eyes. After noticing Yaxu's presence, he quickly moved to the iron cell door, raised his delicate face slightly, and assured Yaxu opposite him: "Hoo, hoo, it's okay, comrade. Tashkent will find a way to get you out."

Um...it doesn't matter if I don't draw lots again, can I just lie down in that simple, cold cell across the street?!

Looking at the cell opposite where the two pink little ship girls were imprisoned, Yaxu suddenly changed his mind. He just wanted to lie next to Tashkent and Weiyan and carefully study the too thin small prison uniforms on them.

It would be best if we could squeeze together in that simple sleeping bag when we sleep at night.

Just as Yaxu was about to go to Tallin and the others to apply for a change of cell, a charming voice like that of an older sister suddenly came from the left.

"Ah, it looks like you've also drawn the prisoner's ticket, Commander."

The mature tone revealed open-mindedness and enthusiasm. In the cold cell on the left, Aurora's hands and ankles were tightly bound by iron chains on the walls.

The graceful pure white braids fell along the curve of her alluring back. Aurora's mature figure was fully revealed against the pure white thin skirt that looked like a dress.

Although she was also imprisoned here as a prisoner of the Northern Alliance, for some reason, Aurora at this moment was like the Princess of Dawn in the prison tower. She did not have the frustrated temperament of the Northern Alliance prisoners at all, but instead had a sense of ruined nobility.

"Aurora, you're here too!?"

"Well, I'm Aurora, the unfortunate princess imprisoned in a tower... My beloved, please rescue me as soon as possible, hehe, that's probably how it feels~?"

Although she and Yaxu were both imprisoned in the Beilian Prison, the optimistic and enthusiastic Aurora naturally did not shout and complain like some naive young lady, but instead joked with Yaxu frankly.

Until the next second, another quiet and steady laugh suddenly came from behind Aurora.

"Saved? I think it's pretty good to be tightly bound like this."

Wearing a torn white shirt and hot cloth shorts, Chapayev stood up proudly, slightly outlined his tender red lips, put his tight and round legs together, and slowly placed his tender hand on the iron chain around his neck.

In an instant, Chapayev's delicate face quickly showed a charming blush, and his blue-gray eyes showed moving ripples.

"This room even feels a bit evil... If possible, I would rather be locked up with the commander."

Scanning the layout of the empty cell, Chapayev, the wedding ship, then lifted up his plump big sister's chest, looked at Aurora in front of him with a playful look, and said meaningfully: "This is troublesome. I was originally looking forward to the commander coming to me as a prison guard, but since he also drew the prisoner position, wouldn't it be a lot less fun for me?"

"Indeed, it's meaningless for us to be locked up here alone. It would be great if the commander could come in as well."

Listening to the older sister conversation between Aurora and Chapayev next door, Yaxu felt genuinely troubled.

So the question is, will it be better for him to be transferred to the cell of Tashkent and the majestic little ship girl, or to the cell of Aurora and Chapayev's big sister? Or should he make a slight compromise and go and complain with the cute and naive Mercury Kinen while grabbing the iron bars.

After a while of thinking, Yaxu suddenly remembered the important matter and asked Aurora and the others with great concern: "By the way, do you have any plans after this prison activity? You are not just going to lock us up like this, are you?"

"Of course not, Commander. I guess after a while, Soviet Rossiya and the others will follow the actual detailed procedures to conduct the interaction between the prison guards and the prisoners, such as labor reform~?"

"Ahem, you wouldn't be willing to let your dear commander go to Siberia to dig potatoes!"

"Oh, maybe."

While Aurora was explaining to Yaxu in a playful tone, Chapayev on the other side also added to Yaxu meaningfully: "Commander, this exercise is conducted according to real standards, so you don't have to limit your own thinking."

"For example, Commander, you can take advantage of the outdoor exercise time and meal time to attack the prison guards."

"You want me to attack Bella Rose and the others?"

Listening to Chapayev's suggestion, Yaxu asked helplessly: "Do you want me to be locked up in a small dark room?"

"How could that be? If you could take the guns off the prison guards' uniforms, wouldn't you be able to take them hostage?"

Guns are just peanuts to you ship girls.

Just when Yaxu didn't know how to complain about Chapayev, Mercury Ji-niang on the right side of the cell suddenly raised his head slightly and said fiercely to Yaxu: "That's right! Commander, let's just break out of prison together!"

"Um, are you serious? Mercury Memorial..."

Chapter 1244 The power of the secretary ship should be unlimited!

Inside the calm and peaceful port area, seeing the latest information that Akashi had just sent out using the port area dynamics, the ship girls of each camp immediately looked at their communication watches in a daze, not knowing what to say for a long time.

[Shocked! Our commander was caught by the Northern Alliance Shipgirl and imprisoned in prison, meow! ]

Wow~ Look, their dear commander has been put in the cell.

Looking at the additional picture of the Northern Alliance prison cell in the dynamic, the ship girls of each camp couldn't help but frowned their beautiful eyes, and showed confused expressions on their faces.

Finally, the commander who rubs small destroyers and small submarines every day has been arrested... No! Why did you, the Northern Alliance, lock up our commander for nothing?

Are you used to those Sirens? If that's the case, you might as well go capture the Royal Ark a few more times. Commander Guan, are you from the Northern Alliance planning to rebel?

Naturally, in response to this almost outrageous news, in the noble and elegant royal camp, Queen Elizabeth, who was sitting on the high platform of the castle drinking open-air morning tea, couldn't help but stand up angrily.

Then, the blond Queen Elizabeth held the crown on her head and showed her little tiger teeth fiercely and cutely: "The Northern Alliance, a group of rude and ignorant freaks who don't know what elegance is, are they planning to rebel?!"

"I think they are just playing a role-playing game with their master, Your Majesty."

Serving beside Elizabeth, the perfect and elegant Belfast of course quickly saw through the Northern Union's plan, and turned and bowed slightly, slowly explaining it to Elizabeth.

At this time, the petite and upright War-weary girl hurriedly ran out of the inner room holding a thick stack of documents.

"Your Majesty, you haven't dealt with these accumulated documents for almost a week. While the other camps' shipgirls are still celebrating for the commander, hurry up and deal with these official duties. You also need to look at the financial statements."

"Mmmmm?"

Looking at the batch of thick documents that War-weary had just brought over, Queen Elizabeth, with her eyes wandering, couldn't help but turn her head away guiltily, then tremblingly sipped the black tea in her hand.

Seeing this, Belfast, who was smiling but saying nothing, reminded him at the right time: "It's no use for you to escape from reality now, Your Majesty~?"

At the same time, the Sardinian Empire camp soon learned the news that the commander was arrested by the Northern Alliance.

However, because today is a regular working day, the mature and lovely Veneto did not share the gossip with Tianying and the others leisurely as he would on a weekend, but sat in Sardinia's office to handle official business in an orderly manner.

The silver-gray wavy hair set off the warm sun outside the window. Sitting behind the mahogany desk, Veneto wrote a monthly opinion letter to the commander as the Sardinian flagship as usual. Then she looked up at Marco Polo, who suddenly came to help her manage the office for some reason.

Wrapping her exquisite body in a graceful grey Sardinian court robe, Marco Polo, wearing dark grey tights and matching red and black high heels tied with ribbons, immediately reveals a dignified and noble temperament.

"That's great. Marco Polo, please help me give this opinion letter to Zara. She will pass it on to the commander later."

After saying that, Veneto slowly raised her plump legs wrapped in unique stockings, and handed the revised opinion to Marco Polo who was not far away.

"Well, I'll pass it on to Miss Zara."

In response to Veneto's request, Marco Polo quickly put down the ship in the bottle that he was wiping, and then took the letter of opinion handed over by Veneto and stopped in front of Veneto's desk at the right time.

Marco Polo, with his long blue hair having a clear and smooth sheen, and the tall and slender figure, immediately grasped the Queen of Hearts' scepter, while holding the letter of opinion representing the Sardinian Empire, he slightly raised his beautiful burgundy eyes.

Then, Marco Polo raised his delicate face with an attractive teardrop mole, looked at Veneto in front of him, and asked meaningfully: "Excuse me, can I take this opinion letter back to have a look first?"

"Hey, Marco Polo, do you want to see it?"

Seeing that Marco Polo seemed very curious about the contents of the opinion letter, Veneto, who was full of affinity, naturally did not care about his colleagues and smiled frankly, "It's not impossible. You can take it back and take a look first."

"Ok."

After getting definite permission from Veneto, Marco Polo, with a slight smile on his lips, quickly turned around and left Veneto's office.

Shortly after Marco Polo left the office, Pola and Zara suddenly walked in together from outside.

"Veneto, have you heard? The commander has been arrested by the Northern Alliance and thrown into prison!"

With her purple-black twin ponytails swaying, Pola, who had just come in, placed a delicate indoor potted plant in Veneto's office. Then, she picked up the dark green tight-fitting uniform that showed the outline of her belly and navel with her hands, and reminded Veneto, "Since even those ship girls from the Northern Alliance are flirting with the commander, you should also think of something, Veneto!"

"It's okay. Since we are the last camp to arrive, why don't we learn from other camps' practices~?"

In his usual soothing tone, Veneto then reminded Zara on the other side, "By the way, I have given this month's faction opinion letter to Marco Polo. Zara, you can go to her."

"Oh? Marco Polo..."

Hearing this, the charming and reliable Zara immediately revealed an intriguing smile.

After all, compared to Veneto, who has begun to live peacefully under Yaxu, Marco Polo, as a new type of ship, is obviously an ambitious ship girl. Even though she has no experience in ship life, she still actively pays attention to the official business of the port.

"Well, she won't do anything weird."

Knowing Marco Polo's character well, Pola at the side couldn't help but lift up the heavy breasts with some worry.

In response, Zara charmingly tucked the ends of her crimson hair behind her ears and explained softly to Pola, "That won't happen. Although Miss Marco Polo is an ambitious ship girl, she has a high self-esteem and is very sensible."

"I guess she just wants to know the contents of the opinion letter."

"Really, really?"

"Haha, since you care so much, Paula, why don't we go and take a look together~?"

Having said that, Zara affectionately took Pola's hand and left Veneto's office together, intending to visit Marco Polo.

So ten minutes later, Zara and Pola quickly arrived at Marco Polo's private study, knocked on the door and went in.

"Oh, I didn't expect Marco Polo to like collecting handicrafts so much."

Looking at the handicraft display stand on the wall next to her, the frivolous red-eyed Pola blinked in surprise. For the first time, she understood some of Marco Polo's private hobbies.

After all, she was not a commander, and she was busy going to the rooms of the ship girls in the port area to hang out with them all day long. Since the project ship had no historical past, she usually couldn't find any topics to talk about with Marco Polo.

"Hmm, that's strange, isn't our Sardinian opinion paper here!?"

Suddenly noticing an exquisite official document on the desk, Pola instinctively reached out to pick it up and opened it.

【Hong Kong Power Plan ~ Fourth Revised Edition】

"???"

Seeing the title that looked very wrong, Pola instantly became nervous and quickly closed the document in her hand, then turned to look at Zara beside her in panic.

"What's wrong? You suddenly have this funny expression as if you saw some terrible plan (laughs)."

Faced with the cute reaction of her sister ship, the calm and mature Zara took the official documents from Pola's hand with a smile without saying a word, then opened it and looked through it carefully.

[Since my commander is a gentle, considerate, and unambitious commander, I decided to replace Miss Veneto, who has no execution ability and always leaves work on time, and become the Sardinian flagship who can do the commander's work.]

[Considering the current lack of experience in the port area, the goal is to become the commander's secretary ship for the time being. While inquiring about the intelligence of other camps, quickly improve your status in the commander's heart! ]

[ps: The secretary's rights should be changed based on the commander's situation, and if necessary, he can sit on the desk instead of the commander! ]

Looking at the plan which revealed all its ambitions in the introduction, Zara, feeling delicate, finally closed it slowly and put it back carefully.

"Pola, let's just pretend we didn't see anything."

"Okay sister."

Just as Pola and Zara were staring at Marco Polo's desk in a daze, there was a sudden sound of the door being pushed open, and Marco Polo, who had gone to make himself a cup of coffee, walked in from outside holding the real letter of opinion.

"Hmm? Ms. Pola, Ms. Zara, are you here to get the opinion letter?"

"Ugh! I-We don't know anything!"

Hearing Marco Polo's elder sister's question, Pola, who was caught off guard, instantly explained with a guilty conscience: "We just came in and haven't done anything!"

"You're being so fake, Paula."

Seeing Pola who lost her composure first, Zara smiled silently and slowly lifted up her full breasts. She turned around calmly and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, Miss Marco Polo, for coming to your study so suddenly."

"As for the plan on the desk, we know nothing about it."

"Don't you know anything..."

Hearing Zara's meaningful reminder, Marco Polo quickly realized something and couldn't help but pursed his lower lip.

But after a brief and rapid thought, Marco Polo, who understood the deep meaning of Zara's words, immediately nodded his head in cooperation, then with a blushing face, he gently bit his forked tongue and nodded seriously, "I understand, you know nothing."

"???"

Seeing Zara and Marco Polo suddenly reaching some kind of agreement, Pola looked at both sides in a daze.

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Chapter 1245: The Northern Alliance’s warship prison guard~?

"Hehe, come out quickly, prisoner commander, we have to help you change into a set of prison uniforms."

In the frosty Northern Union Prison, accompanied by the crisp sound of batons hitting the iron bars, Murmansk, with a sweet smile, stood in front of the door of Yaxu's cell with his hands on his hips.

But unlike the usual youthful and beautiful snow-white puffy skirt, in order to fit in with the atmosphere, Murmansk also changed into a sharp policewoman suit, and even the two homemade fox tails hanging on the thick black stockings were changed to black fox styles.