Azur Lane, will there be constant gunfire after peace?

Frederick the Great's voice was gentle and maternal, giving people an irresistible sense of tolerance and reassurance.

Coupled with the slight charm in the tone, the lethality is extremely alarming.

Du Lin couldn't help but shiver, and his ears quickly turned pink.

Horrible, terrible!

At this moment, not only Dühring, but also Bismarck and others were shocked by Frederick the Great's methods.

Ron, who was inside the closet, narrowed his eyes when he saw this scene through a crack.

Frederick the Great, a formidable opponent.

Even in the heart of Ron, who was confident in his abilities, Frederick the Great was an unbeatable opponent.

Within the Iron Blood camp, Frederick the Great has a nickname: The Dark Madonna.

The word "dark" is not only a description of Frederick the Great's appearance and clothing, but also a summary of his style of doing things.

In short, this is an existence that even Ron finds insurmountable.

Haha, but my goal is not to defeat Frederick. At least in the competition for the commander, I am not far behind.

After last night, Ron was very confident about his position and progress.

At the same time, Du Lin, who was pretending to be asleep, finally realized that he had to get up.

Frederick the Great's gentle breath was both a call and a final reminder of some kind.

Du Lin opened his eyes, looking sleepy.

"Whoa!"

He sat up quickly and looked at the figure in front of the bed with surprise:

"Why...are you in my room?"

With a confused expression and puzzled questions, Du Lin's performance was perfect.

Even Bismarck and others had to admire his acting skills, thinking that their commander was really good at this.

However, now that his plan had been exposed, Du Lin's performance seemed more like a last-ditch struggle.

"Commander, I'm sorry to bother you."

Bismarck decided to continue playing along with Dühring:

"But it's getting late now, you have to get up."

Bismarck pointed to the clock on the wall.

Du Lin looked in the direction and deliberately screamed:

"Is it so late?! Oh, I'm so sorry, I accidentally slept in."

As he spoke, Du Lin touched the back of his head with an innocent smile on his face:

"Thank you for waking me. Sorry, I'll get up right away."

Bismarck and others once again lamented their commander's acting skills. If they had not seen through it beforehand, they would have been really confused.

Du Lin's heart skipped a beat. Judging from everyone's expressions, his acting skills did not have the expected effect.

But...Bismarck is really considerate. Even so, he is unwilling to expose himself.

What a good girl from Asia.

Tears.

"Um...I need to change, can you guys leave the room for a moment?"

Du Lin lifted a corner of the blanket and said jokingly:

"Otherwise, everyone might be scared when I uncover it~"

Under normal circumstances, Bismarck would definitely retreat with a red face after Dühring said this.

But now, everyone remained motionless.

Only Z23 blushed and covered his face with his hands.

Hey, is it true that the method that has always worked in the past can only work on good kids like Z23? !

"Haha, no need to rush."

Hu Teng crossed his arms and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, but there was no trace of smile in his eyes:

"... Before that, let me explain something... What happened to the shoes in front of the door? And... where is Ron? What did you... do?"

Hutten's series of questions went straight to the point, leaving Du Lin no room to evade.

"Shoes in front of the door?"

Du Lin blinked, then suddenly realized:

"That's what Ron left when he left yesterday. The shoe broke temporarily, so I asked Ron to change into a pair of slippers and go back. Well, it's so uncomfortable to wear shoes that don't fit."

Du Lin gave a seemingly reasonable reason.

He also has confidence. Even if there are shoes in front of the door, what does it matter? As long as the owner is not there...

"is it?"

Bismarck suddenly spoke, she turned and walked to the closet and opened the door directly.

"So why did Ron, who went back, appear here?"

"Commander, please explain."

Volume 146: Chapter Resolving the Crisis

The cabinet door opened so suddenly that not only did Du Lin outside not have time to react, but Ron inside was also caught off guard.

"thump!"

The moment the wardrobe opened, Ron fell out and fell to the ground in a rather embarrassing manner, crying out in pain.

"Really~"

Ron complained and sat up with his hand on his forehead.

Everyone present saw Ron's condition at the moment, and even Bismarck gasped.

At this time, Ron was still wearing the white shirt that belonged to Durin. The messy shirt could not cover all the snow-white skin. There were obvious kiss marks on the exposed neck, collarbone and other parts. These glaring marks were the proof of the madness after last night.

“Woooo ...

Z23's face was so red that it seemed like blood was about to drip out. She covered her face with her hands, but her wide-open eyes were peeking out through her fingers.

Even though she was innocent, she guessed the truth at the first moment.

Today...is so exciting!

For Z23, this scene was too intense.

Tirpitz held his forehead with one hand and sighed, Frederick the Great still smiled, and Hutten looked at Durin with cold contempt:

"...Heh, is this why you're late?"

Bismarck on the other side looked at Ron indifferently:

"...Ron, as a member of the Iron Blood, why are you hiding here? And what's with your outfit?"

"that......"

Although Ron was a little scared being stared at by so many eyes, he still had a smile on his face.

"Oh, I just stayed overnight."

She said this in a casual tone, while calmly pulling off her shirt.

Du Lin, who was not far away, couldn't help but complain in his heart when he saw this scene: Hey, Miss Ron, you are deliberately provoking me!

As expected, Bismarck's face looked ugly.

She took a deep breath and tried her best to calm down, then said as calmly as possible:

"If I remember correctly, yesterday was not your duty day."

Bismarck's meaning was very clear. To approach the commander casually on a non-duty day would be an act of destroying the tacit understanding!

Although there are no explicit rules, everyone tacitly abides by one point: it is strictly forbidden to sneak out on non-duty days.

But now Ron broke this unspoken rule.

Du Lin, who was lying on the bed holding a blanket, was stunned for a moment. He instantly understood Bismarck's hidden meaning.

Du Lin suddenly felt a little sad. A commander like him had become a plaything for everyone to share. This kind of life... This kind of life...

Du Lin clutched a corner of the blanket.

...We can definitely have more of this kind of life!

"Bismarck."

Du Lin interrupted the conversation, trying to help Ron:

"Ron she came to me after...working hours."

Dooling couldn't bear to let Ron face the pressure alone. After all, the two of them had just experienced such a passionate night. It would be too cruel if he said nothing now.

"commander!"

Bismarck turned around and glared at Durin, his eyes full of dissatisfaction and helplessness.

"...You have no idea what consequences this will have!"

Rules are always difficult to establish but easy to break, especially unwritten rules.

Ron became the first person to break the rules. If this situation is not handled properly, other ship girls in the port will definitely follow suit.

By that time, the commander's body and mind may be...

Thinking of that possibility, Bismarck couldn't help but shudder. She emphasized:

"...I am thinking about you, Commander."

During this time, Ron remained in a slumped sitting position. She turned her head and looked at Durin. She curled up her body deliberately, with a faint mist in her brown eyes. She looked pitiful, waiting to be rescued.

Du Lin didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He could tell at a glance that this was Ron's acting.

Du Lin knew very well that Ron was not an innocent little girl. She was very mature mentally. Even when she was caught in the act, she did not show any guilt or uneasiness. She had excellent psychological quality.

But now this situation really needs Du Lin to solve it.

"Cough cough!"

Du Lin cleared his throat and looked at Bismarck. He first affirmed Bismarck in a gentle voice:

"I understand your good intentions. After all, Bismarck is the one who cares most about my safety. How could I possibly doubt Bismarck?"

The effect of this remark was obvious. Being praised by Dühring in front of everyone, Bismarck's face turned slightly red.

"Commander... don't think you can get away with it like this."

"Fooled? That's an exaggeration."

Du Lin gradually found his rhythm.

He simply threw off the blanket and got out of bed, appearing in front of everyone in just a pair of shorts.

Ah~~

Being the focus of so many eyes, Du Lin actually felt a sense of being exposed.

He straightened his back and looked calm, and even felt upright.

"what......"

Bismarck didn't dare to look directly at Durin's body, and turned away with a slightly red face.

Z23, who was not far away, had steam coming out of her head. She wanted to cover her eyes, but her fingers honestly spread apart, and she looked at the commander through her fingers with wide eyes.