The time-based admiral of KanColle

[Hehe, I don’t hate her desire for power~?]

Emden, wearing a dark crown and a dark dress with silver-blue cascading hair, was sitting on a rocking chair in the center of the room in the mirror. She was wearing torn black stockings and looking sideways at Yaxu and Marco Polo outside the mirror with a playful look on her face.

[More than that, human, are you here to convince us to submit to you? ]

Seeing that the pure black Emden asked the commander the same question, Marco Polo, who still maintained his proud smile, quickly said proudly with great ambition: "Yes! You should also know that only stronger people are worthy of asking for more benefits."

"Ahem! Okay Marco Polo, you should know that I don't mean that."

Looking at Marco Polo who was apparently speaking for him, Yaxu had no choice but to express his opinion to the two Miss Emden in black and white: "I don't think the commander and the ship girl are in a superior-subordinate relationship. In my opinion, the two should be in an equal and mutually supportive relationship."

"So you don't have to worry about who to submit to, Miss Emden."

"Hehe, Commander, you are still the same."

Listening to Yaxu's simple description without any ulterior motive, Marco Polo couldn't help but puff up his cheeks slightly, and then sighed in a resigned tone: "Sure enough, I can't compare to you, Commander, in terms of reasonable persuasion."

"But there is nothing I can do about it. Who made Marco Polo disdain to hide his ambition for power~?"

"Are all your shipgirls like this?"

Looking at Marco Polo talking about power and ambition in front of Yaxu, the pure white Emden naturally looked at Yaxu with some surprise.

Facing the slightly subtle gaze of Pure White Emden, Yaxu coughed a few times in embarrassment, and then responded: "Well... whatever they do is their own freedom, right?"

"Hehe, my commander is much smarter than you think."

Seeing the pure white Emden looking at Yaxu with such eyes, Marco Polo put the red scepter on her shoulder and smiled and added: "The way he rules the port is not based on power structure and design, but simply wins the hearts of all ships and stands at the top of power."

"Thanks to this, I can't find a way to undermine his power, because the direct superior of all the ship girls in the port area is the commander. Not to mention usurping power, the entire port area is currently divided into areas in the form of camps. They can't influence each other at all and only obey the commander's orders."

Marco Polo said something that sounded wrong in a charming and complacent elder sister voice. With his red eyes drooping, he smiled and placed his hand on his chest. He said without hesitation, "Even so, I have never given up this ambition. This is me, Marco Polo~?"

"So I have decided to defect now, Commander!"

"what!?"

Hearing the word "treason", Yaxu was shocked and looked at Marco Polo in a daze.

In response, Marco Polo blinked and immediately added: "The rebellion I'm talking about is about this gambling game. I've decided not to stand on the side of Bismarck and the others."

"After all, this is a good opportunity to compete for a higher voice among them."

At this point, Marco Polo, who was holding up his chin with one hand, suddenly hinted to Yaxu: "Commander, I don't know if you have noticed that in the structure of the upper-level ship girls in the port area, I am often the one who is despised."

"For example, this time, Miss Bismarck, who is used to prioritizing all interests, will pay attention to the speeches of Veneto and Richelieu first, followed by Egil who is in the same camp as her, and finally my turn."

At this point, Marco Polo, with a slightly unhappy tone, could not help but complain to Yaxu: "It is obvious that in the eyes of the other camps, my words are not as important as that innocent flagship who likes to hide a knife behind a smile and ruin my good deeds at the gambling table."

Veneto, the smiling but dagger hidden in his smile! ?

Hearing this, Yaxu naturally didn't know how to respond to Marco Polo. After all, in his opinion, Veneto, who could pile sand all day and let him rub sunscreen on, was as soft and easy to knead as a leisurely sheep.

Although he didn't expect that the big sisters from the port area like Marco Polo and the others could gather in the same bed and play as innocently as the little ship girls like Javelin, they shouldn't hate each other.

Thinking of this, Yaxu couldn't help but ask Marco Polo: "Well, do you think Veneto and the others are annoying?"

"Don't worry Commander, this isn't disgust, I just don't like them looking down on me."

At this point, Marco Polo, with a slight smile on his lips, immediately added to Yaxu: "The world in your eyes, Commander, is different from the world in our eyes of the ship girls. Except for Miss Richelieu who really has a sense of holiness and dignity, other ship girls will not maintain the same view of treating people equally as you, Commander."

"For example, when our Sardinian Empire was conducting exercises with other factions, every time I wanted to compete for command, Littorio would come to compete with me, and then that smiling flagship would always let us each take responsibility for a little bit, not giving me the chance to organize my own faction!"

Marco Polo, shaking his slender legs and holding his chest to complain, turned his head and added to Yaxu, "After Miss Emden and the others join the port area, they will naturally form their own private groups, just like Shimakaze, Katsuragi, Yura, Umikaze, Yamakaze who came out of Ryugu Castle together, and New Jersey and San Francisco who also joined the port area together, they can all form their own groups naturally."

"As a project ship, I am no match for that guy Littorio in this regard!"

"Stay~~~"

"Commander, are you listening to me carefully?"

As he spoke, Marco Polo, who had been complaining, reached out and tugged at Yaxu's sleeve, and swore to himself: "To put it bluntly, I want all the ship girls in the port area to look up to me and be wary of me. This is the respect for me, Marco Polo!"

My goodness, if he was not the commander, he really doubted whether Veneto, the flagship of Sardinia, would be directly dethroned by Marco Polo one day.

Feeling Marco Polo's vigorous ambition, Ya Xu hesitated for a while and finally whispered to Marco Polo: "Well, as long as you show enough ability, I think everyone in the port will naturally look up to you."

"Hehe, so now's the chance~?"

Looking at Yaxu who had little desire to win the battle, Marco Polo suddenly stood up and hugged Yaxu from behind, smiling and suggesting: "Commander, you should have seen that Bismarck and the others want to get your information, right?"

"So, I want to help you win this bet. As a condition, you have to reveal some information to me. I want those guys to beg me to ask~?"

"Well, although I'm sorry for hiding something from you, I do have my reasons for hiding it from you, so I can't tell you, Marco Polo..."

Hearing Yaxu's apologetic words, Marco Polo tilted his head and said to Yaxu meaningfully the next second: "As long as you agree to form an alliance now, I can treat your fingers as ice cream for an hour, Commander."

Having said that, Marco Polo placed his jade finger between his lips, stuck out his forked tongue, and gradually moved closer to Yaxu.

After wanting to betray Bismarck and the others, Marco Polo was actually planning to bribe her own commander openly!

Faced with Marco Polo's alliance conditions, although he wanted to nod, Yaxu, who followed the commander's bottom line, finally tapped Marco Polo in front of him with his righteous commander's hand knife, and shook his head to refuse: "In the future, I will let your project ships have independent command opportunities. You should use this method to make Bismarck and others look up to you, Marco Polo."

"Hmm... After all, I still have to become a wedding ship first and then change the ice cream part."

"Ahem! Don't use the marriage ship as a condition for achieving your ambitions, Marco Polo."

Holding Marco Polo's pretty face in front of him, Yaxu, who knew the other person's character well, did not say much. Instead, he turned around and looked at Emden with some embarrassment.

In this regard, Emden, who enjoyed watching the drama, slowly put down the red wine glass in his hand after witnessing the entire negotiation between Yaxu and Marco Polo, and then agreed leisurely: "You are right. Forcing the opponent to kneel down with weapons and artillery fire will only lead to anger. Only by conquering the opponent's heart can you truly capture it completely."

"So I guess now we can have a good talk, human."

Seeing that the Pure White Emden, who had originally shown no interest, suddenly showed interest, Yaxu naturally would not miss the opportunity to recruit a new ship girl, and immediately sat in front of the Pure White Emden instead of Marco Polo.

"Would you mind stepping aside for a moment, Miss Marco Polo?"

"Oh?"

Faced with the elegant yet indifferent reminder from the pure white Emden, the frivolous Marco Polo looked at the pure white Emden for a while, then walked out silently.

At the moment when Marco Polo walked out, the pure white Emden sitting in front of Yaxu also calmly sipped the red wine glass in his hand, and then smiled at Yaxu and said, "Since Miss Marco Polo can say such remarks in front of you without any scruples, it shows that you really will not restrict your ship girl, no, should it be said that you indulge her."

"Well, I hope you won't have any prejudice against Marco Polo because of this."

Just when Yaxu thought that the pure white Emden was mocking Marco Polo, the pure black Emden on the other side of the mirror wall also lifted up her cheek with one hand and interrupted sharply in a strong and domineering tone.

[Hehe, we have said before that we don’t hate that ambitious ship girl, it’s just that... she targeted the wrong person, because we also have the ambition to be a ruler. ]

As these charming words fell, the two Miss Emden, one black and one white, raised their crowned heads at the same time, their eyes gleaming, and looked at Yaxu from both the inside and outside of the mirror.

[Therefore, lovely human, I can fulfill your wish for you, as long as you are willing to obey me...]

"No, it's to obey "us"."

"???"

Seeing Emden suddenly showing his ambition, Yaxu was stunned for a moment and finally asked the black and white Emden tentatively: "As a condition for joining, do you want to replace Bismarck?"

[Don't worry, human. I'm different from that guy in Sardinia. I don't care about the status of the port area. I just want to dominate you~?]

"Compared to fighting with other ship girls for power and glory, as a ruler, I will certainly not be limited by this."

Sliding the rim of the wine glass with his slender hand wearing a white flower bracelet, the pure white Emden smiled and reminded Yaxu: "We have noticed your tolerance for your ship girl, so controlling you has now become an executable possibility in our eyes."

[A true ruler does not need to rule over everyone, only the most important one is enough, so how about being our subordinate? As the master, we will give you enough gifts in the future. ]

As the elegant and indifferent tone of voice and the seductive laughter with a sense of toughness resounded throughout the room like a classical symphony, Yaxu, with a slightly frown on his face, showed a hint of embarrassment.

"Why, looking at you human, it seems that you are not going to give in?"

[It’s okay. I actually like to admire the expressions of my prey when they struggle, hehe.]

Noticing that Yaxu seemed to be hesitant, the pure white Emden and the pure black Emden immediately lowered their eyes.

However, just as the two Emdens were about to say something, Yaxu, whose eyes were wandering, whispered awkwardly: "Well, in fact, there are many ship girls who have done the same thing as you."

"..."

That's right, for example, Heroic and her attendants, Ajax her piglets, and Deutschland her low-level creatures. As we all know, the commander's status varies depending on the different ship girls.

"I see. Are you like a so-called public pet?"

"Well!"

Hearing Pure White Emden's comments, Yaxu felt his cheeks burning and naturally felt an inexplicable sense of shame.

And at the same time——

After stepping out of Emden's room alone, Marco Polo, playing with the Queen's scepter, quickly came to the shadow of the corner of the corridor, until the next second, the petite and light observer suddenly walked towards him.

"Haha, I've already told you that he won't agree to that kind of request."

"But as a ship girl, of course I have to cooperate with my own commander first."

"Really? Then let's talk about our cooperation now."

While the observer and Marco Polo were talking to each other, Lützow, who had his hands behind his back, suddenly jumped out from the side and tilted his head curiously and asked, "Ah, are you two deliberately not avoiding me to attract me over?"

"Well, because I want to borrow your face~?"

Chapter 1408 The Cradle of Love and Obedience~?

“It’s a disheartening sight to see greedy pets provoke too many owners.”

[That's right, you have to know that there can only be one true ruler. ]

In the room with black and white reflected by the mirror, after realizing that Yaxu was a bus driver from the port area, the two Emdens, one black and one white, who were standing on both sides of the room, could not help but lower their eyes, revealing a little disappointment.

After all, Shan Fan is an ambitious ship girl, and she basically has selfish desires.

Thinking of this, the two Emdens, one in black and one in white, couldn't help but cast subtle glances at Yaxu.

In response, the slightly embarrassed Yaxu could only respond helplessly: "Well, Miss Emden, I don't think you would look at me as if I were a second-hand item."

"Huh~ What a troublesome subordinate."

Emden let her silver-blue hair fall down along the pure white dress, looking particularly noble. After she finished speaking, she sighed slightly and held her forehead.

On the other side, Emden in pure black also hummed and lifted up her seductive legs from under her dark dress. Then, she propped up her head with her hands and tilted her head to tease Yaxu outside the mirror.

[“We” all wanted to embrace our slave for the first time, but ended up being a philandering pet. 】

[I can clearly smell the green and sweet scent that I like from you, like a bud about to bloom, but the result is like this. How disappointing.]

Noticing that both the black and white Emden seemed to be very concerned about this question, Yaxu paused awkwardly for a moment and then sighed and added to Emden: "Because this is the commander. I'm sorry that I can't serve you alone, Miss Emden."

"Really? So you want a long, cage-like discipline."

[Or do you want a punishment that goes deep into your bones, like a whip?]

Having said that, the two Emdens with different temperaments simultaneously raised their beautiful eyes adorned with white and red rose eye ornaments, silently revealing their determination to give priority to management.

"As expected, even if you are two souls with different personalities, Miss Emden, you are a natural born ruler."

Seeing this, Yaxu, who had already faced this situation countless times, couldn't help but chuckle with emotion, then stood up and walked to the classical window sill on the left, then turned sideways and said meaningfully to the two Miss Emden at the same time: "But in my opinion, Miss Emden, you don't seem to have the complacency and joy of a ruler."

"It may be a bit rude to say this, but in this castle of eternal night, you seem to be living a rather boring life. Miss Lutzow and the others seem to be lacking in energy."

Having said that, Yaxu immediately looked directly at the slightly frowning pure black Emden in the mirror and joked, "At this point, I no longer care how many chains are around my neck, but at least, Miss Emden, you can understand your feelings."

After all, unlike the Avant-garde who are full of faith in the Royal Guards and are free and unrestrained, Emden and his companions clearly lack faith, that is, they lack the so-called direction in their life.

This is also why, when facing Hei Kaohsiung and his men, the Vanguard and his men decisively chose to evacuate, while Lutzow and his men stayed without regard for the risks, seemingly caring more about the outcome of the situation than the life of their own ship.

"Therefore, I want to know, Miss Emden, whether you simply want to discipline me or whether you are just obsessed and in a momentary mood."

[Human, what do you mean by this...]

Hearing Yaxu's hint, Black and White Emden looked at each other through the mirror and couldn't help but frowned at the same time.

Seeing this, Yaxu smiled and said frankly: "Because even if I am the one at the bottom, I hope that the big sister standing at the top can be full of joy and happiness."

"In short, I can sense that you, Miss Emden, are not enthusiastic or happy enough."

After saying that, Yaxu looked at the two Emdens who were slightly stunned with a slightly curious tone, and asked proactively: "You must have had the experience of dominating others before. That's why you didn't feel the joy of fully devoting yourself to it, Miss Emden."

Because compared to Chapayev and the others, who were filled with joy and rosy-faced just by holding the collar, they must have thought that the Emden in front of them did not show the intense pleasure that came from being able to dominate the commander, but rather the superior position of spectator.

[Haha, how much experience do you have to be able to tell whether the being who wants to dominate you feels passionate and happy.]

After realizing that Yaxu had noticed the gap in his interest, the pure black Emden, who was playing with his soft hair with his slender hands, could not help but reveal a playful smile.

Outside the mirror, the calm and elegant pure white Emden slowly confided to Yaxu: "That happened about three hundred years ago. For some reason, we took the initiative to contact humans for a period of time, and then unknowingly evolved into a situation where they regarded us as a religious belief."

[The Lords of the Black and White Night, this was our original name. They simply regarded us as the queens of vampires, believing that we could grant them eternal life and even fulfill all their wishes.]

With her slender hand with a grey handcuff bracelet, she gently stroked the damaged black stockings and boots under her dress. While the graceful pure black Emden was speaking, her dark red eyes also reflected the scene of the past.