Today's tutelary fort remains peaceful.

"In our collaboration, both sides have concerns. I'm worried you'll use me as a springboard and end up getting kicked out. You're worried I'll scheme and ultimately be exploited to the point of being worthless... Actually, this problem is easily solvable."

He picked up the wine bowl and took a sip. His cold eyes looked at Xue Cheng with a strange look in them. "Are you serious?"

Xue Cheng was stunned. The reaction was somewhat beyond his expectations.

In his imagination, even if the two of them didn't get angry and beat him out on the spot, they probably wouldn't be in a good mood. However, apart from the sneer on her face, her expression was somewhat interesting.

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"Of course, I'm proposing from the bottom of my heart." Xue Cheng deliberately put on a stern face and made a serious expression.

She smiled and raised her hand gracefully. Just when Xue Cheng thought she was going to take the ring from his finger, her slender fingers, which could have been used as a hand model, drew an arc and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "We've known each other for less than a week, right? You made such a rash decision. Who do you think we are?"

Not far away, the aircraft carrier-class type, who was apparently sweeping the ground but was actually eavesdropping with his ears perked up, saw Xue Cheng's back to her and kept gesturing to her, indicating that she should accept. There was a hint of anxiety on his face, and he wished he could pounce on her and agree on her behalf.

"Well..." Xue Cheng shrugged and said seriously, "Although I haven't met the two ladies much, I have been fascinated by them for a long time. I didn't make this decision rashly."

She curled her lips in disdain and was about to make some sarcastic remarks, but her eyes met Xue Cheng's, and he looked so sincere that it seemed as if he was not lying.

Of course he was not lying. Long before he traveled through time, Xue Cheng had already set his sights on those deep-sea flagships, but he was troubled by the fact that the official had not opened the deep-sea atlas.

But now it’s different. The deep-sea mutation has turned the impossible into possible. To some extent, Xue Cheng even wants to thank those monsters. If it weren’t for them, how could he achieve the achievement of the deep-sea admiral?

"In that case..." She lowered her eyes slightly, and took the remaining small box from his hand in front of Xue Cheng's surprised gaze.

"Hey!!" She was anxious. Regardless of Xue Cheng's presence, she grabbed the girl's wrist and shook her head vigorously, saying, "I don't want 25 anymore. Give it back to him!"

In silence, she gently took her hand away, took out the ring from the box, hesitated for a moment, and put it on her ring finger: "How is it? Will you feel at ease now?"

"..." Xue Cheng blinked and looked at her in disbelief.

Is that it? I haven't even offered my ultimate offer yet, so why did you agree?

Xue Cheng felt as powerless as if he had punched the air. In fact, he had prepared other very tempting conditions to increase the success rate. However, the negotiations had not even started, and they were already over?

So, after all this preparation, what on earth am I even doing? Xue Cheng felt like banging his head against the wall.

", what are you going to do?" Without waiting for Xue Cheng to react, he took the initiative to speak and looked at the girl next to him. It looked like she wanted to lobby for Xue Cheng?

"..." Biting her lip, the charming girl, who always had a bit of seductive charm, hesitated for a moment, then angrily opened the jewelry box and put the diamond ring on her finger. Then she turned her head and said unconvincedly, "Don't get me wrong, I'm not doing this for you. I'm just worried about being bullied by you..."

"..." Xue Cheng was confused. So, what exactly happened? Can anyone explain it?

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220. Encountering Fleet Z

I don’t know if it’s my illusion, but every deep-sea flagship I meet seems to have a good impression of me?

Even though he is a bit harsh in his words, he is not that mean or cunning when facing himself.

So...the deep-sea ship girls are all tired of idling?

Watching them excitedly leaving for the warehouse, Xue Cheng observed a second of silence for Leipzig, then looked at the girl who had come to his side at some point.

"You..." Xue Cheng looked at the aircraft carrier-class model, not knowing how to address her.

The aircraft carrier-class model is wearing a black and white Japanese maid outfit, with her hands placed neatly in front of her. Although there is a smile on her lips, it gives people a sense of emptiness. Combined with her bloodless skin, she looks like a doll without a soul.

She faintly exuded deep-sea resentment, which made people feel uncomfortable at first glance.

However, Xue Cheng dared to marry even the deep-sea flagship, so he naturally didn't care about this unusual thing. Seeing the girl looking at him without saying anything, he simply looked at her boldly, his eyes moving from the shoes on her feet to the hairband on her head, and finally landing on the two steep peaks.

It's huge, probably even bigger than Veneto's head... Hmm? Why does Veneto always come to mind whenever I see Da Xiong? Is this the aftereffects of that bullet? Am I cursed?

Xue Cheng was lost in thought when a voice from the aircraft carrier class rang in his ears: "Want to touch it?"

"Yes, I do... ahem." Xue Cheng answered subconsciously, but he immediately came to his senses. He coughed lightly, looked around, and then said seriously:

"I was just joking. I'm a decent person. How could I do something like that in broad daylight?"

The aircraft carrier-class model blinked and said, "Oh, I'm so sorry. I was so abrupt. So you don't want to touch it?"

"You can't say that." Xue Cheng's eyes wandered around, and the smile on his lips looked like he deserved a beating: "After all, this is outside, ahem, you know."

"Then let's go in and talk?" The aircraft carrier-class type tilted its head and asked with a hint of inquiry in its eyes.

"Let's do it another time. I have things to do." Xue Cheng shook his head quickly. It would be fine if he could just talk and take advantage of me, but if he did it for real, forget it. He was a man of integrity.

It’s not too late to do this kind of thing when your moral integrity is exhausted.

"Next time, definitely next time." Xue Cheng fled in panic. He still had no way to deal with girls who were too proactive.

……

Wearing a jet-black miniskirt that barely covered half of his thighs and a black eye mask on his face, the Prince of Wales sat under a parasol on the roadside with a large cup of ice cream in front of him, enjoying the rare coolness in the hot summer.

Even when he changed into a skirt, his short hair was rarely tied up, but naturally draped over his shoulders. He was still eating ice cream with a spoon. The Prince of Wales's every move still revealed his neatness and competence, which made people sigh: The big brother is the big brother.

Opposite the Prince of Wales, a little girl with long golden hair tied into two ponytails was swinging her legs, looking intoxicated, and also eating ice cream.

Counterattack, dressed in a maid outfit, stood behind her. The girl lowered her eyes, looking weak and fragile.

The little maid had always felt guilty for not protecting her during the counterattack of the Prince of Wales's frigate, and had been following her spontaneously in recent days.

Putting a cherry in his mouth and feeling the sour and sweet taste spreading on his taste buds, the Prince of Wales squinted his eyes with a look of enjoyment.

She breathed a sigh of relief, turned her head and looked at the diligent maid standing behind her, and said, "Fight back, it's over now, don't feel guilty anymore, sit down."

Fighting back, biting her lip lightly, she slowly shook her head: "No, even if the Prince of Wales doesn't care, I cannot forgive the mistakes I made. Please let me atone in my own way."

"Atonement? How can it be so serious?" The Prince of Wales sighed. "It's just a small wound. What's the big deal? In the past, when we attacked those deep-sea flagships, we always returned with heavy losses. Compared to those times, this little wound is nothing. Besides, hasn't it been repaired?"

"But..." Counterattack shook his head and whispered, "This time is different. It was clearly my momentary negligence that caused the Prince of Wales to be injured, so..."

The Prince of Wales sighed. Her overly serious personality was sometimes both an advantage and a disadvantage. However, having such a personality led her to reach an extremely high level in housekeeping, second only to her reputation.

But when it comes to combat...

As a ship girl that was opened for transformation in the early days of the game, her basic counterattack stats are very conservative, and the skills attached after the transformation are also mediocre. In addition, she has no particularly outstanding experience in history, and has not received subsequent enhancements, which makes her appear weak in some high-pressure environments.

I can only say that this is not the fault of the counterattack. The limit is locked, and no matter how hard you try, it is in vain. The defeat in this battle is an example.

"Well, in that case..." The Prince of Wales sighed, his expression suddenly changed, and he looked at her sternly: "I order you to sit down, order a cold drink and finish your meal."

Fighting back, she was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly shook her hands and said, "How can this be? No way! I'm a maid now, how can I eat with the Prince of Wales?"

"Eh? What's the matter?" Firefly, who was concentrating on eating ice cream, raised her head and said with puffed cheeks, "Sister Counterattack, come and eat with us."

He bit his lip and shook his head repeatedly.

"Tsk." The Prince of Wales smacked his lips in dissatisfaction. She really didn't want to use this method, but since she insisted on fighting back, she had no choice but to resort to this last resort.

"Since you say so..." Prince of Wales looked into her eyes and smiled faintly: "The Admiral is your master, right?"

Counterattack nodded.

"Well, it's best if you admit it." The Prince of Wales raised his palm, showing the ring on his finger, and continued, "I am the admiral's wedding ship, the escort target of the counterattack, and also the mistress of the counterattack, right?"

Counterattack hesitated for a moment and continued to nod.

"In this case, as the hostess, I now order you to sit down!" The Prince of Wales revealed his true intentions.

"Huh?" Fan Ding opened his eyes wide and looked at her dazedly.

"What? Don't you listen to your mistress? Is this how you act as a maid?" The Prince of Wales narrowed his eyes.

"Well..." Counterattack hesitated for a moment. Although he always felt that something was wrong, but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed to be right. As a maid, he must obey his master.

"Well... okay." Counterattack hesitated, sat down next to the Prince of Wales as instructed, took the menu and ordered a creamy vanilla ice cream.

"So sweet, so cool..." The Prince of Wales smiled slightly as he watched Counterattack put a spoonful of ice cream into his mouth, then showed a look of enjoyment and intoxication like a kitten.

There are very few girls who don't like sweets. Even Bismarck, who usually has a cold and hard personality and a military style, is no exception. Counterattack is naturally no exception. Just now, watching herself and Firefly eating cold drinks, she must have been very envious.

"Huh..." After taking a bite of ice cream, the Prince of Wales felt the coolness spread throughout his body. He shuddered slightly and let out a long breath. "Although fighting can make one's blood boil, a peaceful life like this is not bad either."

"Everyone fought so hard just to make sure everyone could live like this." Counterattack squinted his eyes, feeling the delicious ice cream melting on his tongue, and said quietly, "It's a pity I'm too weak to help anyone..."

"You're at it again, fighting back." The Prince of Wales pressed his forehead with a headache and said, "According to what you said, there are also many people in our garrison who are unable to help. Are you blaming them by saying this?"

"Huh?!" Counterattack was stunned for a moment, hurriedly put down the spoon, and waved his hands frantically, explaining: "No, that's not the case! I was just talking about myself, not blaming anyone else!"

"Well, since you don't mean that, don't keep saying that kind of thing all day long." The Prince of Wales smiled bitterly, and seeing the counterattack nodding repeatedly, he sighed secretly.

A gentle counterattack does not require others to do anything, but she is very good at being strict with herself. For a moment, the Prince of Wales did not know how to persuade her.

Just when he was having a headache, the Prince of Wales's eyes wandered and he suddenly noticed that a wild admiral was passing silently across the street from him.

"Admiral." The Prince of Wales' voice was not loud, but just loud enough for Xue Cheng to hear.

He raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound. A girl wearing a black dress, an eye mask, legs crossed, and with a strong aura was looking at him.

"The Prince of Wales." Xue Cheng walked over. Even though he was wearing a dress that better reflected the feminine side of him, the Prince of Wales still exuded a strong oppressive aura, worthy of being the leader of the British faction.

"Hey, Counterattack and Firefly are here too?"

"Admiral, Admiral!" When the little blonde girl saw Xue Cheng, she jumped up from her chair excitedly and rushed over.

Xue Cheng quickly caught it, held Firefly in his arms, and rubbed her head with his chin: "I heard that in this battle, Xiaoying sank many powerful deep-sea monsters. It is worthy of being my starting ship."

"Of course." Firefly raised his chin and said proudly, "Even without using the headbutt, Firefly can easily defeat those bad guys."

"Xiaoying is so amazing. Come, give her a pat on the head as a reward." Xue Cheng put the firefly down, put his palm on her head, and gently stroked it.

"Hehe..." The firefly showed an enjoyment expression.

"Ah, it's the master!" Fan Fan, who was eating ice cream, saw Xue Cheng and hurriedly picked up a tissue to wipe the corner of his mouth. Then he quickly stood up and gave his seat to Xue Cheng. He lowered his head and said in panic: "Excuse me, master, please sit down."

"..." Looking at Fan Fan's panicked look, Xue Cheng helplessly grabbed his hair and said to the Prince of Wales, "I... don't seem to have done anything. Why does Fan Fan look so scared?"

"It's not the Admiral's fault." The Prince of Wales was also a little speechless, and shook his head with a wry smile: "It's just that the counterattack is too serious. By the way, why is the Admiral here?"

Xue Cheng had no choice but to force Fanfang to sit down on the chair. He dragged another chair over and finally sat down to answer the Prince of Wales' question: "I was just passing by and had just made arrangements for the Deep Sea Garrison."

"Is that so?" The Prince of Wales said thoughtfully, "So, the Admiral has nothing to do now?"

"That's right." Xue Cheng replied, raising an eyebrow at the Prince of Wales. "What's the matter, big brother? What's the matter?"