KanColle does not allow me to work from nine to five

"me……"

Yi Bei looked at Hipper's wandering eyes and half-crouched in the bushes. Thinking of how Hipper had always been rude to Liu Cheng, she clapped her hands and said, "I see. You are here to use the toilet, right?"

“Huh?… ah, that’s about right…”

Hipper admitted it vaguely. In her opinion, being caught peeking at Liu Cheng was much more embarrassing than going to the toilet in public.

"Hey, Hipper, you think it shouldn't be considered a betrayal of Iron Blood if I go over to play with Liu Cheng now, right?"

"How would I know?" Hipper muttered, and then gritted his teeth, "Anyway, that guy betrayed the Iron Blood and is now our enemy. If he dares to come to me, I will slap him ten times, not one less!"

Hipper stamped his feet, his mood suddenly became even worse, he stood up and went out of the bushes.

"Hey, Sister Hipper, are you here to see Liu Cheng too?"

"What are you looking at? I'm here to use the restroom! Don't you have any sense at all, Blücher?"

"Ah, I'm sorry..."

Yi Bei listened to the conversation between the two sisters outside the bushes and became even more conflicted. What should he do? Should he go or not?

In fact, there are many Iron-Blooded Ship Girls who have similar ideas to Elbe. The difference is that some are watching secretly, while others are watching openly.

On the tall lighthouse by the sea, Prince Eugen leaned on the railing with both hands, letting his silver hair flutter in the sea breeze. It was not only the scene on the beach not far away, but also the entire Iron Blood camp.

The reactions of many people were all in sight.

"I'm a little curious now." Prince Eugen glanced at Frederick the Great and Bismarck beside him and asked, "What exactly was in the letter he wrote to you before? Is he really keeping us in suspense like this?"

Bismarck said with a complicated expression: "There is nothing much, just two photos."

"What photo? Can I take a look at it?"

"It's not inconvenient."

Prince Eugen took the familiar envelopes from the two men and opened them. Inside the letter from Bismarck was a photo of Liu Cheng and Enterprise, and inside the letter from Frederick the Great was a photo of Liu Cheng and Musashi.

"What do you mean, I found a meal replacement, so I don't need you anymore?" Prince Eugen laughed dumbly, "What a childish provocation, as if we would believe it, just like a child."

"Yes, it's a child." Frederick the Great folded his arms across his chest, leaning against the wall of the lighthouse, his black hair covering half of his eyes. "He is a child, and he says we are also children. He is angry, and we are angry too."

Prince Eugen pursed his lips and smiled self-deprecatingly: "You are right. What we are doing now is not iron-blooded at all. It is indeed like a child."

You already know that something is not going to work, but you still try to maintain it for the sake of face. You don't know how adults should stop losses and let go of things. What else can you be but a child?

"So, we, the Iron Blood, must win at least one game, otherwise we won't be able to hold our heads up in front of him." Frederick the Great smiled slightly, "Bismarck, I'll leave it to you then."

"Ah."

Bismarck nodded and clenched her right hand slightly. She knew that perhaps what she was going to do next might not quite suit her style, but in fact, it would be fine as long as she played her true colors.

Chapter 22 There's a Traitor Among Us

It is impossible to say that Liu Cheng doesn't miss the iron-blooded ship girls.

The time he spent in Tiexue Port will always be a treasure in his memory. He had a clear job, drank beer with girls he just met, received care and help from his superiors and friends, and was finally accepted by everyone to become one of them. It really left too many beautiful memories.

The strong but clumsy Bismarck, the gentle and powerful Frederick the Great, the stern and handsome but obsessed Hutten, Strasser who said that time is precious but was always willing to spend time with Liu Cheng... As for Blücher, Prince Heinrich, Lutzow, Emden, z46, Elbe, etc., when you think of their names and appearances, you will naturally recall the little things you spent with them, which makes you smile knowingly.

Therefore, the more this is the case, the more strategic determination Liu Cheng has now.

After pulling the iron-blooded ship girls back from the wrong path, you can do whatever you want with them, make them apologize and atone for their sins as much as you want, so you absolutely cannot be soft-hearted now and let the situation go on like this.

In the letters that Liu Cheng wrote to Frederick the Great and Bismarck before, he was almost writing some murderous words on the back of the photo, such as "Frederick, you don't want my and Musashi's children to call you aunt," and "Bismarck, if Enterprise dyed her hair blonde, she would be more beautiful than you."

A prodigal son who returns is worth more than gold. If you still don’t turn back, don’t blame me for being cruel.

See? I hosted an awesome BBQ lunch on the beach and all the big names were there. Guess which faction’s shipgirls weren’t invited?

Seeing their big brother after a long absence, even the quietest little girl was reluctant to leave. After a short nap in the afternoon, Liu Cheng was coaxed into continuing to tell stories. Of course, before telling the stories, he collected enough interest and let each little girl kiss his cheek, and the drowsiness after the nap was instantly swept away.

I agreed to put Xia Fei in the story, but it is really difficult to arrange the plot. After all, the Hu De in the story is not Xiao Yan with a good personality, but "You have already sought death." The little girl also likes to hear about decisive killing. Anyway, she can't remember the supporting characters in the story. Kill, kill ...

Therefore, Xiafei, who could not be a stepping stone for the fleet emperor Hood, became the princess of the White Kingdom. After giving Hood the divine equipment, she returned to her hometown to live with her baby-faced childhood sweetheart. She was a tool man who was so careful that he could hardly remember the appearance of this character when he recalled it.

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"How is it? Was it arranged perfectly? Unlike a small character like Hu Teng, who was easily killed by the Emperor of the Fleet."

"Yes." Facing Liu Cheng who seemed to be asking for credit, Xia Fei pursed her pale pink lips and said coldly, "It fits the stereotype of me surrendering in vain in your mind. Even the country is called the White Country."

Liu Cheng laughed, waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about such details. Lady Hood has become an executioner who kills thousands of people."

"Not only did he give Hood the artifact for free, he also gave it to his childhood sweetheart for free. Am I right in understanding this?"

"Not only a princess, but also a happy ending. You should understand it this way." Liu Cheng paused and emphasized again, "Princess, happy ending."

Xiafei finally couldn't hold back his excitement.

She put on a cold expression and smiled sweetly in front of Liu Cheng: "I can't play the role of a princess well."

Originally, Xia Fei had a quiet and cold personality, always exuding a dreamy aura, as delicate as a doll. Now when she smiled, it was like melting ice and snow. Even Liu Cheng, a human who had been shocked by the beauty of ship girls many times, was still moved.

"Of course you can't play the role of a princess normally, but this is different."

Liu Cheng stretched out his hand and raised the corners of Xiafei's mouth. The artificial smile looked a little funny but still beautiful.

"Isn't this the most beautiful princess in the world?"

Xia Fei was obviously stunned for a moment, and did not resist Liu Cheng's behavior. Moreover, she did not want to resist at all. Her already affectionate heart became even more throbbing because of witnessing the relationship between Clemenceau and Liu Cheng, not to mention that she was not the kind of person who would go around in circles.

"Yes, I am confident that I still have the beauty of a princess." Xia Fei raised her eyes, maintaining the smile that Liu Cheng had just provoked, and stared deeply at the man in front of her, "So is there anyone else who can play the role of His Royal Highness the Prince?"

Liu Cheng looked at the generous and beautiful girl in front of him, and suddenly thought of what Hood had said before. The Royal Navy's ship girls were like this, and so were the Iris' ship girls. He really owed a lot of romantic debts. Moreover, since the seawater on his body wetted Xiafei's warm back that afternoon, that kind of throbbing has existed in Liu Cheng's heart.

"Your Highness the Prince may not have one, but there is a childhood sweetheart who lives with Your Highness the Princess back home."

Liu Cheng looked into Xia Fei's beautiful rosy eyes and wanted to hold her slender hand. The beauty was already so straightforward, so how could Liu Cheng be pretentious? They held hands and talked about the world, and it was natural for him to express his feelings when they met again after a long separation.

Just at this time, Marseillaise came over and said that everyone had gathered.

Liu Cheng and Xia Fei both turned their bodies at the same time in tacit understanding, looked up at the sky, or pulled up their sleeves. The atmosphere that was deliberately concealed was somewhat ambiguous and awkward.

Marseillaise looked the two up and down with some suspicion. The girl who only knew the battle had no idea what happened between the two. She just felt a little strange: "Did I disturb you?"

"No," said Joffre, smiling, "I have learned all that I wanted to know."

"Indeed." Liu Cheng looked at Xia Fei's smiling face and said with relief, "Then let's go together. I will show you my new power."

Perhaps it was unromantic to do such a thing after a long separation, but there would be plenty of time and peace in the future, and the attack of the Siren in front of him was real.

So after a short rest in the afternoon, Liu Cheng gathered all the ship girls from Vichy and Sardinia to adapt to the combat style of his Mind Magic Network in the exercise.

Fortunately, with absolute trust, the ship girls of the two major forces quickly adapted to this new combat mode. The next step was to find an auspicious day to call out the ship girls of Vichy and Sardinia to form a joint fleet with the Royal Fleet to conduct real combat exercises, so that the Iron Blood could experience what it means to face a Minotaur.

The sun was still high in the western sky. After the exercise, there was still some time before dusk, but the sunlight had already changed from bright yellow to a setting orange.

The open-air bath was built on a natural hot spring, with only a simple ceiling blocking part of the sunlight. Bal tilted her head up under the shower, and the hot water from the volcanic hot spring wet her long hair and cheeks, and also removed the sweat and dust from the exercise just now.

She turned off the shower and let Bal apply shampoo on her hair, then inserted her fingers into her hair and rubbed it slowly. Her movements were slow not because they were methodical, but because she was absent-minded. All of this was just a habitual action.

It was already recognized before that the establishment of the Red Axis did not solve the previous problems. Originally, there were eight forces fighting against each other, but now there are only four forces causing friction. Even if there is a common goal, as a leader, it is impossible to completely ignore the emotions and interests of the ship girls of each force, so friction will still occur.

Let Bal know that Iron Blood has actually made concessions in the alliance and assumed more responsibilities, but all this did not make the other forces grateful. Instead, it made the Iron Blood's ship girls dissatisfied. Instead of becoming more united, other shortcomings were exposed.

There are some perceptions that have not been fully expressed, but they are now very obvious.

It is obvious that Sardinia is in Cao's camp but its heart is with Han. Its own Vichy also has ace agents like Clemenceau operating secretly. The Sakura Empire has been openly flirting with the White Eagle and Eastern Huang under the pretext of the Siren invasion. Looking around, it is found that the Red Axis is left with only the Iron Blood Army.

During the afternoon exercises, Liu Chenggeng demonstrated his unique strength as a commander. He seemed to be the natural core of all the ship girls. If such a person could really command all the ship girls, then he would definitely be able to condense unparalleled power. It seemed that completely destroying the Sirens was no longer just a dream.

Jean Bart knew that he should make a decision. The so-called self-esteem was nothing in the face of reality and love, but Jean Bart was still a little hesitant. Tiexue had never let me down, but should I let them down?

This kind of hesitation is really unlike my character. After becoming the leader, I understand Richelieu more and more. It turns out that I am the fool.

Jean Bart smiled self-deprecatingly and turned on the shower to rinse off the foam on his head.

There was no need for a bath towel. There was no one here anyway, and the only people in the bath outside were KanColle and Liu Cheng.

This is just a man, there is no need to worry about exposing yourself.

The smooth jade feet stepped on the wet bluestone slabs, making Bal look towards the agreed position, and as expected, he saw the figures of Liu Cheng and other ship girls.

This is a natural volcanic hot spring near the port, which has been simply renovated and renovated by Sardinia. Whether for enjoyment or rest, taking a bath is one of the best ways to effectively relieve tension and fatigue on the front line, which Sardinia is well aware of.

In a small round pool next to the crescent-shaped pool, it is now blocked by a simple screen made of cardboard, because something is happening inside that cannot be told to outsiders.

Littorio's long green hair was scattered on Liu Cheng's body. This confident and unrestrained queen pushed him to the edge of the hot spring. Soon, her long hair was blown to both sides by the shaking of her head, revealing her porcelain white back.

Jean Bart stared at Veneto, Zara, Clemenceau and other ship girls beside him, who sat on the edge of the hot spring and slid down, half-lying in the hot spring and soaking their bodies in the warm hot spring.

"You called us here just to do this kind of thing?"

Jeanbart's tone was very cold. She understood Littorio's behavior, but that didn't mean she had to tolerate it. Of course, she soaked in the hot spring but didn't leave in anger, which actually made her attitude clear.

Liu Cheng raised his right hand and shook his finger to show that he heard Jean Bart's words, but he did not stop his current actions. He lingered with Littorio for a long time before gently putting the Sardinian girl aside, pushing aside her wet bangs, revealing her beautiful eyes.

"This kind of thing can be done." Liu Cheng said shamelessly, "But my original intention is to talk to you about serious matters. You can see from the people I called that they are all leaders of the fleet, and they are all ship girls who can influence the current situation. War and peace can be decided here."

"What about them?"

Jean Bart pointed at Dido and Sirius who were kneeling behind Liu Cheng. The two little maids seemed to be Wang Chao and Ma Han beside Bao Gong, and Yuchi Gong and Qin Shubao under the King of Qin. They were on the left and right, and looked very meticulous.

Liu Cheng did not answer directly, but pointed at Sirius.

Sirius raised his head and said in a very reliable manner: "My proud master, there is a small-scale battle in the Pacific battlefield. The fleet led by Essex is suppressing it. There is no abnormality."

Liu Cheng pointed at Dido again.

Dido was a little nervous, but she still said what she had practiced many times in her mind: "Master, there is no unusual movement in the Atlantic battlefield, everything is normal."

"Thank you for your hard work. Please continue to pay attention."

"Yes! Dido will never slack off on the mission assigned by the master!"

"My proud master, Sirius will do his best!"

Liu Cheng nodded and turned his head. He could now enjoy the service of the maids with complete peace of mind. Not only because the little maids were also his wives, but also because he knew that this peace of mind was the greatest satisfaction for the maids. They were truly the greatest and cutest creatures, which made Liu Cheng unable to help but reward them well every night.

"You've worked so hard, worrying about so many things."

Jeanbal leaned against the stone behind him, with some indescribable emotions in his heart. His tone was calm and gentle. Compared with the hardship of his lover, his own entanglement was nothing.

"What can I do? I have a life of hard work. After all, I am the man who is going to be the commander-in-chief of Azur Lane."

“You don’t have to do some things yourself.”

"In theory, it's really not necessary. Everyone is very capable, but it is necessary now. I want to unite all the ship girls, and of course I have to show my strength."

Liu Cheng paused for a moment, then sat up straight with a serious face, and looked around at the ship girls in the small pool, Littorio, Veneto, Zara, Clemenceau, Jean Bart, and Dunkirk, and said in a serious tone:

"There's a traitor among us!"

Jeanbart chuckled and his eyes subconsciously fell on Liu Cheng. This is the base of the Red Axis, who is the traitor?

Then Jean Bart discovered that everyone else was looking at him. The Vichy leader frowned slightly and understood his current situation even more clearly. It seemed that the so-called traitor was himself.

Liu Cheng glanced at Jean Bart and said, "Look at me, what am I doing? Of course it's you, Jean Bart, the traitor among us. Could it be me?"

Stop it, Renbal. Everyone here is my men, and everyone outside is my men as well.

What Red Axis is? It's just the Men in Black Organization. Iron Blood is Gin, and you, Rangbal, are the vodka. The rest are all undercover agents of this commander.

Chapter 23: Three Obediences and Four Virtues of the New Era Fleet

"Wait, I think you might have misunderstood something."

Dunkirk raised his hand and said, "I will always stand on Jean Bart's side, so if you are looking for any traitors, count me among them."

Liu Cheng glanced at Dunkirk and asked unkindly, "So you support Jean Bart, but not me?"

"That's right." Dunkirk smiled, "I have always supported Jean Bart."

"But the next moment you are not."

Liu Cheng said as he leaned forward. This was a naturally formed small puddle that was connected to the big pond. With so many people sitting down, there wasn't much space. So Liu Cheng easily grasped Dunkirk's arm and gently pulled the iris girl into his arms.

in.

Of course, Liu Cheng's tone just now was intentional, but now the action of punishing by family rules is real.

"Do you still support Jean Bart?"

“Of course I support you.”

"Are you my wife, then?"

"of course."