Today's tutelary fort remains peaceful.

"This..." Xue Cheng was speechless. He really couldn't be blamed for this. After all, sometimes whether or not one could spend money didn't entirely depend on the players. The official hadn't released a costume for King George V. What could he do?

"Ugh!" The white-haired girl who was enjoying afternoon tea not far away rolled her eyes because of choking.

She grabbed her collar and, with the help of her sister, drank a cup of black tea. After finally catching her breath, she said guiltily:

"Well, that suit was forced upon me by the Admiral. I only wear it once a year at Christmas. King George V, please don't blame me."

The first ship of the Dido class, an anti-aircraft cruiser built by the historical Royal Navy. Because the Dido class had suffered heavy damage in history, Dido and her sister Sirius and Argus Sailor showed "incomplete" elements in their portraits.

For example, Sirius's eyepatch, or Dido and Argo Sailor's mechanical prosthetics.

However, despite this, these three sisters are still rare beauties, among which Dido's Christmas outfit attracted Xue Cheng's attention the most.

Even though Dido's strength is not strong and she has almost no chance to appear, Xue Cheng still bought that outfit and set her as a secretary ship to lick the screen from time to time.

"It's all right, Dido." King George V drank his tea and said calmly, "I don't blame you. It's my own fault that I couldn't get my husband's attention."

Hey, King George V, don’t you think the image of a nagging wife doesn’t suit you? Xue Cheng secretly complained in his heart.

However, it's not that he can't understand her feelings. As his wedding ship, Xue Cheng really paid too little attention to her. After King George V of England reached the maximum level in the training ground, he would only incorporate her into the fleet occasionally when he was completing meritorious missions.

"How about this." Xue Cheng thought for a moment and tried to make amends: "What kind of clothes does King George V of England like? I'll give them to you."

"It's a deal!" The elegant and calm girl showed anxiety for the first time, as if she was afraid that Xue Cheng would go back on his word.

The Prince of Wales looked at his sister and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

It seemed like she had been... robbed again? And the one who robbed her was her own sister?

From under the girl's eye mask, purple-black aura began to emanate again.

……

"Admiral, come and try this!"

Having obtained the result he wanted, King George V of England stopped pestering Xue Cheng and sat there quietly drinking tea and eating snacks. The lion, with a somewhat unnatural expression on his face, was also closely stared at by the Prince of Wales.

The Duke of York felt that his chance had come and was about to attack the admiral when a clear and slightly childish voice came.

A little girl in a dress with long pink hair came running over with a plate of snacks in her slippers, and handed over the snacks on the plate as if she was presenting a treasure.

"Javelin?" Xue Cheng looked at her with an unchanged expression, but he became secretly alert in his heart.

Although the little girl in front of you looks innocent and naive, she is actually a ship girl with a tendency to go deep into the sea. She has a warlike personality and is also a master of dark cuisine.

In the summer style, the Javelin is holding a plate of cooked fish in his hand. However, if you look closely, you will find that the fish is the companion ship of the deep-sea destroyer.

In the barrel-shaped container where she was sitting, there were several tentacles unique to deep-sea submarines. Combined with the lines obtained by changing clothes, it seemed that Javelin regarded these terrible things as food.

I don’t know if the Javelin’s deep-sea transformation is related to her terrible eating habits.

Looking at the food handed to him by Javelin, Xue Cheng remained expressionless, but was extremely cautious in his heart.

He looked at the seemingly normal snacks and asked casually, "Hmm, they smell delicious. Javelin is really good at cooking."

"Of course." Javelin puffed out his chest and said proudly, "Not everyone in the department is like Sister London and Sister Shropshire..."

Javelin's words caused strong dissatisfaction among the other two girls: "Hey! What are you talking about, kid?"

"I can't ignore this kind of slander. I'm also working hard!"

Javelin chuckled, ignoring the angry London sisters, and said to himself:

"The ingredients I use to make snacks are all fresh seafood. Some of the ingredients I even catch from the sea myself."

"Seafood?" Xue Cheng's expression froze. He looked at the plate in front of him. It contained snacks, indeed. At least from the appearance, they were puffs, puddings, small cakes, cookies and the like.

But what did he hear? Seafood? Why would seafood be used in dessert?

Xue Cheng stretched out his trembling hand, pointed at a cookie and asked, "Javelin, can you tell me what's in this cookie?"

"Admiral, are you afraid I'll add something to it?" Javelin said proudly, crossing his arms.

"Don't worry, this is a salty shrimp cookie. It's baked with fresh shrimp meat. It's crispy and delicious."

The little girl was lively, talkative and cheerful. Once she started talking, she couldn't stop. Without waiting for Xue Cheng to ask more, she pointed at the other ingredients and said:

"This puff is filled with sea urchin, that sandwich is filled with fish floss, and this pudding is made from boiled fish skin..."

As the javelin was explained, Xue Cheng's expression gradually twisted, and the Prince of Wales and others beside him also had strange expressions on their faces.

Although they knew that Javelin usually liked to cook some dark-looking dishes, this was the first time they heard Javelin explain it in person.

If the shrimp cookies and fish floss sandwiches were considered normal, the sea urchin puffs and fish skin pudding that followed were a bit beyond their expectations.

So puffs and puddings can be made this way? Wait, what did she come up with?

"And this!" Javelin took out a still steaming plate from the ship's space and placed it in front of Xue Cheng, saying proudly:

"Clang clang! This is my new invention, Cthulhu looking up at the stars!"

“…” Xue Cheng looked at the plate in front of him, and felt that the stereotypes that Chongqing, Shengyu and others had tried so hard to eliminate were deepening.

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It was a food called "pie". Pitch-black tentacles stretched out from the pie and rested on the edge of the plate. An octopus head was buried in the center of the pie, and two eyes were dotted with red sauce on the surface. At this moment, it was silently looking at Xue Cheng.

This thing...will it be considered cannibalism if I eat it?

Smelling the delicious-looking faint burnt aroma, Xue Cheng suddenly remembered the settings of some secondary creations of the Ancient God Admiral.

After a moment of silence, Xue Cheng raised his head as if nothing had happened and looked at the Prince of Wales opposite him: "By the way, I came to you today for something serious to discuss."

What you call serious business is with the lion...

The Prince of Wales raised his eyebrows, but when he caught a glimpse of Javelin's hopeful face, he said, "I've heard something recently. Is it about the celebration?"

"That's right." Xue Cheng said, ignoring the endless introduction of Javelin beside him, and said to himself:

"This project was proposed by Akagi. I think it will foster unity within the tutelary fort, increase everyone's enthusiasm, and provide some entertainment amidst their busy schedules..."

Listening to Xue Cheng talking to him in a serious official tone, the Prince of Wales just wanted to laugh.

She thought for a moment and asked, "The financial problems of the garrison..."

"I've discussed this with Wisconsin, and there's no problem on her end."

"In that case, there should be no problem for our department." The Prince of Wales thought about it and could not find any reason to oppose holding the celebration.

Xue Cheng asked, "Does anyone have any stalls they'd like to have at the celebration? Or any performances?"

Seeing that they were discussing serious matters, Mingyu promised to let Xue Cheng taste those strange snacks and then persuaded Javelin to leave.

Hearing Xue Cheng's question, Reputation waved his hand to put the Javelin's snacks into the ship's space, and said softly: "I can organize everyone to open a maid cafe."

The unicorn, who plucked the strings and made beautiful music, also said, "I can also play the harp."

"Me, me, me!" The twin-tailed Firefly girl raised her hands high: "I want to form a band and perform on stage with everyone!"

Wudi held his chin, thought for a moment and said, "As for me, I want to perform a drama."

Somarez, a little girl with long blue hair and heterochromatic eyes, also danced. "And me! I can perform war dances! I can also preside over sacrifices, and I can also..."

Kewei tapped his chin with his index finger and sighed, "Then I'll just have to open a cold drink stand."

To Xue Cheng's surprise, everyone in the department seemed very enthusiastic about the celebration.

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286. Transformation

After staying at the department for dinner, Xue Cheng returned under the moonlight accompanied by the head maid.

"I didn't expect everyone to be so enthusiastic." Walking backwards, Xue Cheng looked at his shadow stretched by the streetlights, still a little unconvinced: "I thought they wouldn't be interested."

Her reputation was half a step behind Xue Cheng. She folded her hands in front of her, with a faint smile on her lips. With the maid outfit she was wearing, she really looked like a smart and capable head maid in a British aristocratic family.

However, the elegant head maid is not only good at housework. When she takes out her ship suit that looks like a big gun, even the colorful monsters among the deep-sea monsters are no match for her.

"Actually, everyone hopes the tutelary fort will become bustling again," said Renown with a smile. "It's a pity that the master..."

The head maid stopped talking midway through her words and just stood there with a smile on her face.

The two were walking past a street lamp. From Xue Cheng's perspective, he felt that the head maid bathed in the light of the street lamp seemed to be emitting a sacred glow, which formed a sharp contrast with himself who was in the shadow.

Xue Cheng glanced at the streetlight beside him, then simply crossed the dividing line between darkness and light and came to Shengwang. He glared at her in pretended anger, "What was wrong with me before?"

"The master knows it well." Shengyu smiled slightly, and his always calm smile was mixed with a bit of mischief, which made Xue Cheng stunned.

Such a head maid... is so cute.

Perhaps it was the preconceived impression left by her, the image of a reputable and reliable person was deeply rooted in Xue Cheng's mind, so that when the two of them were together, Xue Cheng always subconsciously relied on her and treated her as an older sister.

However, the head maid who had always been respectful to him suddenly revealed her mischievous side, and Xue Cheng suddenly realized that judging from her appearance alone, Mingyu was only eighteen or nineteen years old.

I can only say that sometimes, temperament can make people ignore the appearance of age.

"I..." Xue Cheng slowly approached, his eyes fixed on Shengwang, and the hand hanging by his side quietly took his: "I'm not sure."

"Admiral..." Shengyu's breath hitched, and he felt his palm being kneaded by Xue Cheng neither lightly nor heavily, and his heart rate began to rise slowly.

She raised her head and met Xue Cheng's gaze, and suddenly discovered that there seemed to be a blazing light shining in the other's eyes.

It wasn't the usual slightly appreciative look, but an extremely aggressive one.

"I've been running around a lot lately for the festival, so I feel a little tired."

Xue Cheng leaned close to the head maid's ear and whispered. As he breathed, the girl's earlobe turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Mingwei's massage skills are very good. If you have time, can you give me a massage?"

"I see." The head maid blushed but remained calm. "Serving the master is also a maid's duty."

"So you agree?" Xue Cheng asked with a smile as he looked at the head maid who was trying her best to remain calm.

Reputation lowered his eyes slightly and nodded.

So that night, the head maid stayed overnight in Xue Cheng's villa.

After a night of wind and rain, the air in the early morning became much fresher.

Xue Cheng got up early in the morning and went to the balcony to enjoy the cool air after the rain, but the head maid Mingyuan got up earlier than him.