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The girl tilted her head, her voice soft and sweet, her gaze sweeping over the two of them: "What are you... doing here?"

Avant-garde's heart suddenly raced, as if he had been hit by a sudden cannonball.

She was at the most critical and shameful moment—the "battlefield" between the main gun and the core module was fiercely clashing, and the chaotic sounds of the gunfire were almost overflowing from her throat.

But at this critical moment, Anchorage's innocent little face suddenly came into view.

"An...Anchorage?!"

The avant-garde voice suddenly rose, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. She hurriedly grabbed a scattered uniform jacket from the side and haphazardly covered the area between herself and the commander, frantically trying to conceal everything.

The girl's cheeks were already as red as ripe apples, and even her ears were burning. With trembling hands, she straightened her clothes and stammered, "You...how did you get here?"

Li Wei not only didn't help Qianwei cover up, but even went so far as to grab Qianwei's cotton candy and squish it in front of Anchorage.

Anchorage blinked, as if she hadn't understood the avant-garde's question. She approached with small, quick steps, clutching a crumpled picture book in her hand, clearly the target she had just chosen.

"Anchorage... wants to ask the teacher to tell a story..." she said in her childish voice, but her eyes involuntarily glanced behind the bookshelf, as if she had noticed something was wrong. "Avant-garde sister... your face is so red, is it hot?"

"No, no!" Qianwei almost screamed in denial, his fingers tightening around his collar, afraid of revealing even the slightest flaw.

She glared at Li Wei, her eyes full of resentment. However, Li Wei deliberately put on an innocent expression, as if none of this concerned him.

"Anchorage, be good, let's go back first, okay?" Qianwei suppressed his shame and tried to coax the little guy away in a gentle tone, "Sister and teacher are... discussing something very important, we'll play with you later."

"Something important...?" Anchorage tilted her head, repeating it with a hint of doubt in her voice. She suddenly flashed an innocent smile: "Anchorage... I know! Teacher... and Avant-garde Sister... are playing a game... right?"

The avant-garde smile froze on his face.

Just as she was about to explain, she saw Li Wei slowly stand up, pat Anchorage's little head, and say in a doting tone, "That's right, Anchorage is so smart, we were just playing a game."

"Commander!" Vanguard gritted her teeth, wishing she could kick him. But Li Wei just smiled at her, indicating that she shouldn't bother struggling anymore.

Encouraged, Anchorage clapped his hands excitedly: "Then... Anchorage... wants to play too! Teacher... Sister Vanguard... take me with you!"

"No!" Qianwei blurted out, her voice cracking with urgency. She stood up abruptly, forgetting that she hadn't fully straightened her clothes; the hem of her shirt slipped down, revealing a section of her fair waist.

She quickly pulled her coat over herself, feeling so ashamed that she wanted to run away right then and there.

Taking the opportunity, Li Wei put his arm around Anchorage's shoulder and said slowly, "Okay. Since Anchorage wants to play, let's play together." He paused, then added meaningfully, "But this game is a bit special; we have to follow the teacher's instructions."

Qianwei's eyes widened; she could hardly believe her ears. She was about to retort when she saw Anchorage nod excitedly, "Good... Anchorage, you listen to... your teacher the most!"

For the next few minutes, Avant-garde felt like he was being roasted over a fire.

Li Wei directed Anchorage to wander around the bookshelf, occasionally asking her to grab a book or move a small stool. On the surface, it seemed like they were playing some kind of "treasure hunt," but in reality, he was stalling for time to give Avant-garde a chance to tidy herself up.

But Qianwei knew in her heart that this was just the commander's perverse pleasure—he was clearly enjoying her helpless appearance.

“Avant-garde sister…why are you…always shivering?” Anchorage suddenly stopped and tilted his head to look at her. “…Are you cold?”

"N-no!" Vanguard gritted his teeth, forcing a stiff smile. "Sister is fine. Go find that blue book the Commander mentioned!"

Anchorage said "Oh" and skipped away, but her eyes kept drifting this way, as if she was observing something.

Finally, the avant-garde couldn't take it anymore. Taking advantage of the moment when Anchorage had his back to them, he whispered to Levi, "What exactly are you trying to do? If this keeps up, I'm really leaving!"

Li Wei chuckled softly, leaned close to her ear, and whispered, "Don't worry, I'll free you soon." His breath was warm, with a hint of teasing, making Qianwei's earlobe tingle again.

Just then, Anchorage suddenly turned around, holding a thick book in his hand, and excitedly shouted, "Teacher! Found it! What's next?"

Li Wei took the book, casually flipped through a few pages, then looked up at Qian Wei, a sly glint in his eyes: "Next... we should move on to the most important part of the game."

Avant-garde's heart sank. Her intuition told her that the commander was definitely up to no good. But before she could react, Levi had already walked to her side, gently pressing his hand on her shoulder, and whispered, "Relax, don't let Anchorage see through your act."

"You—" Qianwei was about to protest when she suddenly felt a familiar smell of gunfire coming from behind her. Li Wei's hand had somehow slipped onto her jelly, the movement subtle yet precise, instantly igniting her already extremely tense nerves. She gritted her teeth, desperately suppressing the sound in her throat, but her body trembled uncontrollably.

Anchorage stood a short distance away, tilted her head and watched for a while, then suddenly giggled: "Avant-garde sister... are you dancing?... You're shaking so much!"

"No, no!" Vanguard was almost collapsing. She tried to push Li Wei away, but her hands were so weak that she could only let him fill the main gun and core module behind her.

The dual torment of shame and... left her mind blank, and she could only rely on the last shred of reason to hold on and not lose her composure on the spot.

But Levi clearly wasn't going to let her off so easily. His actions became increasingly bold, and he even whispered in her ear, "Don't hold back anymore, Anchorage already knows what we're doing."

"W-what?!" Qianwei froze, staring at him with wide eyes. Li Wei, however, just smiled without saying a word, his eyes full of smug satisfaction at having pulled off a prank.

Just then, Anchorage suddenly put down her book, slowly walked over, and wore a meaningful smile on her face: "Teacher... Sister Avant-garde... Anchorage isn't stupid... Were you two kissing just now?"

Avant-garde's head exploded with a "buzz," as if she had been struck by lightning. She opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a single word. She could only watch helplessly as Anchorage smiled innocently, as if he were cooperating with Levi in ​​a good show.

"Anchorage!" Vanguard finally burst out, his voice trembling with tears, "You...you knew all along?!"

Anchorage tilted his head, laughing even more heartily: "Um... the teacher said... I needed to help him and his sister play a game... so Anchorage... cooperated!"

"You...!" Qianwei suddenly turned to Li Wei, wanting to pounce on him and bite him. But before she could make a move, Li Wei had already pulled her into his arms and lowered his head to kiss her lips. In that instant, all of Qianwei's anger and shame were suppressed, and her body completely went limp in the passionate kiss.

Anchorage stood to the side, covering her mouth and chuckling, muttering under her breath, "The teacher is so amazing... Sister Avant-garde's face is even redder..."

For the next period of time, the vanguard was almost completely unable to resist and was thoroughly dominated by the commander.

She couldn't care less about hiding herself or Anchorage's curious eyes; she was repeatedly overwhelmed by the commander's onslaught. Her pleas for mercy echoed between the bookshelves; her shame had long been swallowed up by the feeling of surrendering again and again, until finally, she collapsed into Levi's arms, too weak to even lift her hand.

"Satisfied?" Li Wei looked down at her, his tone slightly mocking.

Qianwei gritted his teeth and glared at him fiercely, but he didn't even have the strength to refute.

But the story isn't over yet. Li Wei turned to Anchorage, patted her little head, and said with a smile, "Little Anchorage did a good job, the teacher should give you a reward."

"...A reward?" Anchorage's eyes lit up, and he jumped up excitedly. "Teacher...what is it?"

Li Wei didn't say anything, but gently nudged Qianwei, making her lean on the desk, and then gestured for Anchorage to come closer.

He leaned down and whispered a few words in Anchorage's ear. The little girl's face instantly turned as red as an apple, but she still obediently did as she was told—she clumsily climbed onto Qianwei's back, her little hands gripping his shoulders, muttering, "Anchorage... listen to your teacher..."

Before Qianwei could react, he felt a strange touch behind him.

She whirled around and saw Levi already standing behind Anchorage, his movements gentle yet firm. Guided by Levi, she quickly began to whimper softly, calling out in a sweet voice, "T-Teacher...it's so much fun..."

Vanguard was completely dumbfounded. She wanted to protest, but her body was paralyzed, and she could only grit her teeth and endure this absurdity on the battlefield. Li Weile was enjoying it all. While comforting Anchorage, he couldn't help but give Vanguard a provocative look: "How about it, not bad, right?"

“You…” Vanguard gritted her teeth, but could say no more. She knew she had been utterly defeated this time. She had lost not only to the Commander, but also to Anchorage.

"Commander, you just wait..."

Chapter 470 Elizabeth's Request

“Servant,” Elizabeth’s voice was clear and slightly teasing, deliberately drawing out the last syllable, “I heard you played a trick on the avant-garde today?”

Li Wei leaned back in his chair, chuckled softly upon hearing this, and raised his eyebrows slightly with a hint of mockery: "Heh, Your Majesty, your information network is quite impressive; you even know about such a trivial matter?"

"Humph, that's natural!"

Elizabeth straightened her petite frame, trying to appear more dignified. The little girl raised her chin, her golden curls trembling slightly, carried by her own imposing presence.

"After all, Vanguard is a ship girl of my Royal Navy. She is loyal and reliable. As the Queen, isn't it only natural for me to care about her?"

As soon as she finished speaking, her gaze suddenly fell on the main gun.

The little queen's lips curled up slightly, revealing a sly smile. The next second, without hesitation, she lifted a white silk stern and gently stepped onto it.

The touch was soft yet slightly cool; the delicate texture of the stockings intertwined with the warmth of her feet, causing Li Wei to pause slightly in surprise.

“Well done,” Elizabeth said, deliberately increasing the pressure of her foot to assert her dominance. “However, you’re not allowed to do that again next time!”

Li Wei looked down at the stern that was resting on him, and his lips twitched involuntarily. He looked up, meeting Elizabeth's bright eyes, and asked with a hint of teasing, "So, what does Your Majesty want me to do?"

Upon hearing this, Elizabeth's face froze. She wanted to puff out her chest and fiercely shout, "Come at me!" but the words stuck in her throat.

The little girl's cheeks flushed slightly as she was startled by her own bold idea. To cover up her momentary panic, she quickly stood up, put her hands on her hips, and put on a fierce look.

"Hmph!" She glared at Li Wei, her voice rising eight octaves, "How dare you bully my knight! I'll crush you!"

Before she finished speaking, Elizabeth raised the white silk stern again and stomped down hard, like a jailer carrying out punishment. However, apart from a strange sensation, her small foot posed no real threat to Levi.

"Your Majesty, please step on me more often," he said half-jokingly, his tone tinged with affection.

Elizabeth was taken aback by his words, then puffed out her cheeks, her fighting spirit ignited.

The little girl's stern battled back and forth on Livy's main gun, trying to prove her authority.

Unfortunately, the outcome of this battle did not cause Li Wei any pain; on the contrary, it made him even more enjoyable.

He even leaned back lazily in his chair, his hands behind his head, striking a pose of enjoyment.

"Hmph, servant, what kind of expression is that!" Elizabeth finally realized something was wrong, stopped what she was doing, and glared at him angrily. "Has my punishment had no effect at all?"

Li Wei chuckled softly, his gaze gently falling on her puffed-up little face: "His Majesty's punishment is too merciful; I'm afraid I'd like to suffer it a few more times."

“…You!” Elizabeth was speechless, and could only stomp her foot angrily before jumping off the table and declaring fiercely, “Just you wait, at tonight’s banquet, I’ll show you what the Queen is all about!”

Dinner.

Elizabeth, dressed in an exquisite white gown and wearing a small crown symbolizing her queenly status, stood beside the main seat with an air of "ruling the world."

Li Wei sat opposite her, holding a glass of red wine, looking at the little queen with a half-smile.

The atmosphere was normal at the beginning of the banquet, but after Elizabeth drank a glass of juice, her aura seemed to swell. The young queen suddenly stood up and slammed her hands on the table, making a crisp sound.

"Servant!" Her voice, though childish, carried an undeniable authority. "Tonight, this Queen will seek justice for the Vanguard!"

Li Wei raised an eyebrow, looking at her with interest: "Oh? How does Your Majesty intend to seek justice?"

Elizabeth snorted, as if she had been preparing for this "revenge" for a long time.

She gracefully bent down and pulled the delicate cream cake on the table toward herself.

The cake was decorated like a work of art, with layers of cream paired with bright red strawberries, exuding a sweet aroma.

However, the next second, Elizabeth did something that left Levi speechless—she lifted a white silk stern and stepped on it without hesitation.

"Crack!" The cake collapsed instantly beneath her feet, splattering cream everywhere and strawberries rolling all over the floor.

The white silk stern was now covered in sticky cream, the lines of the stockings even more clearly visible under the light. She raised her head triumphantly, chin raised at Levi: "Servant, this is the price you pay for mocking the avant-garde! Come, eat the cake I crushed!"

Li Wei stared at the cream-smeared stern, his lips twitching slightly. He set down his wine glass, his tone tinged with helplessness: "Your Majesty, are you... settling a personal score?"

"Enough with the nonsense!" Elizabeth didn't give him a chance to argue, and stretched that foot out in front of him. "Eat up, or I'll feed you myself!"

Faced with this sudden "punishment," Li Wei was both amused and exasperated.

He glanced down at the white silk stern, then up at Elizabeth's smug little face, and finally gave in. He gently grasped Elizabeth's ankle and took a bite of the cream that was stuck to her foot.

The sweet taste bursts on the tongue, mixed with the faint scent of stockings, and is surprisingly addictive.

"How is it, servant? Is it delicious?" Elizabeth asked smugly.

Li Wei licked his lips and replied with a half-smile, "Your Majesty's punishment is indeed ingenious; I like it very much."

Just then, the hall door was suddenly pushed open, and a familiar figure walked in—Qianwei. She was wearing a black dress, and her long legs, encased in black stockings, appeared exceptionally long under the lights.

She thought Elizabeth had summoned her because she needed to deal with something, but she never expected to encounter this scene.

"Commander, Your Majesty, where are you..."

The avant-garde's words trailed off abruptly. Her eyes widened as she stared at Elizabeth's cream-smeared white stern and Levi's meaningful expression, frozen in place.

Elizabeth remained completely unperturbed.

She retracted the cream-smeared white silk stern, lightly stepping onto the table, leaving a trail of sticky footprints. The little girl put her hands on her hips, raised her chin, and said in a self-righteous tone, "Hmph, avant-garde, you've come at the right time! This queen is here to seek justice for you!"

"Seeking justice?" The vanguard frowned slightly, his gaze sweeping back and forth between Elizabeth's stern and Levi's face. "Your Majesty, what... what's going on?"

Li Wei coughed lightly, about to explain, but Elizabeth beat him to it. She gestured for the vanguard to come to her side, her tone tinged with smugness.

“This servant made a fool of you today, and as the Queen, I certainly can’t stand idly by! So, I made him pay the price in my own way—look, didn’t he obediently eat the cake that I crushed?”

Avant-garde looked down and, sure enough, saw scattered cake crumbs on the table and a smear of cream on Li Wei's lips. Her expression became even more complicated, as if she was trying to process this bizarre logic.

Qianwei opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't know where to begin.

“Avant-garde,” Elizabeth suddenly narrowed her eyes, as if a flash of inspiration had struck her, “Don’t you think it’s not enough for me to punish him? Since you’re involved, why don’t you join in and teach this servant a lesson together!”

"Join us?" The vanguard was taken aback, then subconsciously took a half step back. "Your Majesty, I... I'm not good at this kind of thing."

"Oh, don't be shy!"

Without a word, Elizabeth grabbed Qianwei's wrist and dragged him to the table. Pointing to another undamaged piece of cake on the floor, the little queen said enthusiastically, "Come on, you try it! Stomp on it with your black silk stern, then feed it to this servant. It'll definitely leave a lasting impression!"

Li Wei, sitting to the side, almost burst out laughing upon hearing this. He leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, adopting a spectator's posture: "Your Majesty, are you trying to satisfy me?"

"Enough with the nonsense!" Elizabeth glared at him, then turned to Vanguard and said encouragingly, "Hurry up, Vanguard, show your chivalry!"

Avant-garde's cheeks flushed slightly, clearly indicating that he was not used to this form of punishment.

But at Elizabeth's insistence, the girl took a deep breath and slowly raised one of her long legs, which was covered in black stockings. The texture of the black stockings was completely different from Elizabeth's white stockings, carrying a calm and mysterious charm.