Azur Lane, will there be constant gunfire after peace?

"Although the workload will not be as heavy as before, frequent changes will have a negative impact on the work at hand, right?"

Many things in the management of the port area require a certain degree of continuity. Daily replacement of secretary ships can certainly allow all factions to enjoy time with the commander as quickly as possible, but this will definitely do more harm than good to the long-term development of the port area.

Here it comes, the company’s concerns are exactly what Du Lin wants.

"As expected of a company, they are always thinking about the port area even in peacetime. They are indeed the pride of the White Eagle camp."

Facing Du Lin's strong praise, Qiye blushed and said a little embarrassedly:

"Commander, what you said is too exaggerated."

Although she spoke modestly, it could be seen from her uncontrollable smile that she was feeling shy and happy to receive Du Lin's praise.

Enterprise, what a cool and simple girl.

She usually looks dashing and handsome on the battlefield, but if the battlefield were changed to the boudoir, what kind of expression would she show?

Thinking of this, Du Lin wanted to immediately arrange Enterprise as a secretary ship.

Just as Durin was daydreaming, Frederick the Great behind him whispered to him:

"...Child, don't you have something else to say?"

Du Lin quickly came to his senses. He secretly glanced behind him and found that the Emperor's mother was looking at him meaningfully.

For a moment, Du Lin felt like he was seen through.

"Enterprise...Enterprise is right." Du Lin quickly got into the state and replied according to the words he had prepared:

"One-day rotation is indeed too frequent. In this case...how about changing it to a weekly rotation?"

A week is long enough to ensure that most matters are processed and executed, but it is not too long.

Moreover, in a week, the five ship girls serving as secretary ships can better allocate their time with the commander.

"As the commander said, changing to weekly rotation is a better option."

Guanghui was the first to agree.

Yixian had no objection either.

Enterprises, the Soviet Union, Bismarck and others also nodded in agreement.

"Then let's approve it and change it to a weekly rotation."

Du Lin made the final judgment.

The head maid Belfast did not speak during the whole process, but just watched Dulin quietly. She noticed that Dulin had eye contact with Frederick the Great from time to time.

I see......

The clever head maid smiled.

She had already guessed the secret.

The change in Belfast's expression did not escape Dulin's eyes.

As expected of the head maid, she has noticed it...Then the next thing will be easy.

Du Lin cleared his throat and continued:

"Since it has been decided, let's start implementing it from tomorrow. Befa, we will start with the Royal Family first. You and Guanghui will discuss the specific candidates internally after you return. At the same time, please draft a document for this matter and distribute it to the companions in other camps."

Belfast lifted her skirt and bowed:

"Yes, Belfast, we will live up to your expectations."

As expected of Belfa, even the way she accepts orders shows the elegance and grace of a maid.

"Then we'll take our leave."

Having obtained satisfactory results, Bismarck and others no longer had any worries.

The reason why they were so excited before was, on the one hand, their concern for the uncertain future, and on the other hand, their fear that Dühring would be monopolized by Frederick the Great.

But it seems that the former problem has been clearly solved, and as for the latter problem... Anyway, there is nothing unusual about the commander at the moment.

Although he and Frederick the Great seemed very close, this was not the first day.

Several of the invited ship girls left, and Durin and Frederick the Great were the only ones left in the room again.

"Thanks to you, Frederick." Du Lin breathed a sigh of relief:

"Divide and rule has transformed the opposition between the camps into a conflict within the camps; first put forward a somewhat absurd proposal, then take a step back and change it to the original goal... It is worthy of being Frederick the Great, the strong man behind the Iron Blood Camp."

"Hey, kid, are you praising me?"

Frederick the Great bent down with a smile and held Durin in his arms:

"Okay, now that there's no one else here, don't call me 'Frederick'..."

The two of them stayed together, enjoying this last peaceful moment.

At the same time, in the bedroom on the second floor, Hu Teng quietly climbed in through the window and faced the messy bed sheets and the black silk nightgown stained with stains. He couldn't help but snorted:

"Tsk, this Frederick...actually ran away."

Volume 13: Chapter Hu Teng and the Provocation

The news of the expansion and rotation of secretary ship positions quickly spread within the port area, and unsurprisingly caused a huge shock.

Soon the atmosphere in the port area became heated, and each camp sent representatives to draw lots to decide the next rotation order.

Just as Dühring and Frederick the Great had expected, the atmosphere of confrontation between the camps eased because of this incident, and was replaced by internal struggles within the camps.

However, because these disputes took place within each camp, the intensity was kept at a very low level. After all, everyone was sisters in the same camp.

Because of Dulin's designation, members of the Royal Camp will serve as secretary ships in the first week.

"...Frederick, I should be leaving soon."

The matter has been resolved. Considering the overall situation, Du Lin must leave the Iron Blood camp.

As a popular commander, Du Lin must be fair and as impartial as possible.

If he continued to stay in the Iron Blood camp, it would surely cause dissatisfaction among other forces.

"...Child, the door here is always open for you."

At the door of his residence, Frederick the Great was like a mother seeing off her child on a long journey, and gave Durin a final hug reluctantly.

"Well......"

Feeling the warmth and elasticity on his face, Du Lin could no longer remember how many times he had enjoyed facial cleanser.

"...You can always come to me if you need anything~"

Frederick the Great whispered in Dühring's ear:

"My child, you don't need to be patient. Your accumulated depression and pressure can be released by your mother..."

After saying this, Frederick the Great let go of Durin and pushed him gently.

Dühring left, his mind full of Frederick the Great's parting words.

For him, who has tasted the sweetness of life, this sentence is too destructive.

Well, let’s wait until we have settled down in the next few days before going to Frederick the Great’s place to spend the night.

Frederick the Great stood in the distance and did not turn back to the room until Durin's figure completely disappeared.

"Huh..." After calming down, Frederick the Great looked up at the stairs leading to the second floor:

"Hu Teng, it's better to go through the main entrance next time you come."

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure appeared at the corner of the stairs. It was Hu Teng who had climbed in through the window earlier.

Hu Teng's skills were so good that Du Lin didn't even notice her presence.

But she could not hide these from Frederick the Great, but she said nothing because the commander was there.

The exposed Hu Teng had no guilt at all. She had a cold expression as always and raised her hand to hold something high up:

"...Frederick, what is this?"

Frederick the Great looked up and saw that the other person was holding the nightgown she had worn last night.

"Oh, isn't this my nightgown? Hu Teng, do you like this style? But this size is not suitable for you, it will make you feel empty..."

"Frederick!" Hutten raised his voice slightly:

"Don't try to fool around. Are you and the Commander..."

Hu Teng did not continue speaking, but the nightgown in her hand was stained with something that could be called evidence.

Frederick the Great held his cheek with one hand, tilted his head slightly and said:

"Oh, how unlovable~ That's right, children will always be attached to their mothers. The Commander was so cute last night~"

These words were exactly what Frederick the Great truly thought, but to Hutten's ears they sounded somewhat provocative.

"You actually..." Hu Teng was choked for a moment. She didn't expect Frederick the Great to admit it so straightforwardly without any sign of guilt.

"Do you know what impact this matter will have if it gets out?"

Hu Teng lowered his voice and said:

"Iron Blood will become a target of public criticism."

In the past three years, because Durin never responded to everyone's feelings directly, over time every ship girl tacitly refrained from taking extreme actions.

Even Akagi and Taihou, although they acted fanatically, still retained the last bit of rationality.

Du Lin is the only treasure, which attracts everyone's attention, but also ensures his safety due to the constraints of all parties.

This fragile balance lasted until the end of the war, and we thought that everyone would gradually compete in the following peaceful times.

Who would have thought that Frederick the Great, who was always known for his rationality and prudence, would take action first.

Moreover, if he doesn't take action, it's fine. But once he does, he will take everything away, showing his cunning and experienced methods.

Even Hu Teng, who was also in the Iron Blood camp, felt terrified.

It seems that Frederick the Great had suppressed his emotions severely over the past three years.

Faced with Hutten's solemn warning, Frederick the Great just laughed it off.

"Hutten..."

Frederick the Great ascends the steps:

"Are you really worried about Ironblood? Or... are you just jealous because I took away your commander?"

"Well!"

Hu Teng's pupils contracted and his shoulders trembled slightly.

Although she tried very hard to calm down, the hesitation revealed in the details of her movements was still noticed by Frederick the Great.

"Haha~ Looks like what I said was right..." Frederick the Great came closer. She was slightly taller than Hutten, so she looked down at her companion in front of her:

"Okay, please return this dress to me... It is a testimony to my first night with my child. It is very memorable."

"Of course, if you ask me, I can also consider giving it to you~"

"Frederick!"

Hu Teng was furious, but she gritted her teeth and ultimately did not take action.

After taking a few deep breaths, Hutten stuffed the nightgown into Frederick the Great's hands, then walked down the stairs towards the main entrance.

Before leaving, she turned her head slightly and looked behind her:

"...Frederick, I will take him back in my own way."

After saying this, Hu Teng quickly disappeared.

"Hehehe~ I'm looking forward to your and the child's progress~"