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A soft ticking sound came from inside the shoe. Belfast withdrew his foot with satisfaction, picked up the shoe, and shook it: "My master is so generous."

"call……"

Li Wei gave a wry smile.

He shouldn't have been this pathetic when facing a ship girl.

Firstly, although Belfast couldn't see any difference, it was indeed close to the day little Belfast would hatch, so she had to take extra care of her. Secondly, Belfast was a veteran of countless battles and knew every detail about the commander. Given this disparity, it was indeed difficult for her to compete.

Before Li Wei could recover, Belfast had already leaned down in front of him and looked up at him.

"Master, are you ready? I'm about to start the next round of fighting!"

Levi stroked Belfast's hair, indicating that she could begin.

"call……"

"Belfast, your technology seems..."

"Hmm?" Belfast chuckled. "This was specially prepared for the Commander, you know?"

"I……"

The girl's touch was gentle yet slightly aggressive. As her throat tightened slightly, Levi could no longer hold back. The moment the ammunition was released from the main gun barrel, Belfast swallowed it all with a gulp, then licked her lips and smiled with satisfaction: "I really like Master's taste."

"you……"

Such a relentless attack gave Li Wei an urge to counterattack immediately. But the thought of the Mind Cube forced him to suppress it once again, to continue this battle that he could not possibly win from the start.

Li Wei, panting heavily, leaned back in his chair, his eyes somewhat glazed: "What exactly do you want to do..."

"It's not over yet."

Belfast stood up, this time from a different angle, allowing Levi to admire her fair shoulders and armpits.

"Belfast..."

"uh-huh?"

The head maid leaned close to him, trapping his main gun in the corner of the deck; the soft camouflage and the slightly warm temperature brought a new kind of stimulation.

The girl swayed her body gently and whispered, "Doesn't Master like things special? Let's try this."

The head maid's movements were slow and rhythmic, and the tightness of the deck gradually made him lose control. This time, the ammunition simply stayed in place, staining her deck, and was held by Belfast to prevent it from slipping off.

The girl glanced down, then smiled and wiped it away with her finger: "Master is such a waste."

Li Wei slumped into a chair.

Having four rounds of ammunition taken away in such a short time would require even a commander as strong as him to take a good rest.

Belfast calmly tidied her clothes, put her gloves back on, picked up her high heels and put them on, her movements as elegant as if nothing had just happened.

Belfast picked up the tea tray, walked to Levi's side, and whispered in his ear, "Master, don't be biased next time, or I'll be even 'stricter'."

After saying that, the head maid smiled gently, turned and left the office, leaving Li Wei alone leaning back in his chair.

Chapter 475 Belfast's Confession Was Not Pure

In the morning, at the Royal Chapel.

Sunlight streamed through the stained-glass windows into the church hall, casting dappled shadows, and the air was filled with the faint scent of a church.

The nun, who should have been kneeling on the ground in devout prayer, was not in her proper place.

Yuanchou leaned forward slightly, one foot was lifted, and he lay on an ancient wooden table with intricate carvings.

Her meticulously maintained ship rigging was slightly open, revealing the undefended cargo hold, allowing Commander Levy's main guns to be aimed at it.

The girl's voice trembled slightly, yet she tried her best to remain calm: "Um... I... understand everything the Commander said..."

Resentment took a deep breath, trying to make his voice sound more natural: "So, the commander means..."

Li Wei: "Does Belfast come to your place often?"

She shook her head gently, the hair on her forehead swaying as she spoke: "No, um... I only come about once a month." There was an unusual pause in her voice, as if she were hiding something.

Levi narrowed her eyes, observing Yuan Qiu's reaction, a slight smile playing on her lips: "However... if what the commander said is true... Belfast might arrive soon... um..." Before Yuan Qiu could finish speaking, Levi had already pushed the "main gun" completely into her "cargo hold." She bit her lower lip, letting out a low whimper, her body involuntarily trembling slightly.

“In that case,” Li Wei’s voice was deep and firm, “when she arrives, you should let me know.”

Yuanchou's breathing was a little rapid, but she still managed to reply, "Yes, Commander..."

Li Wei nodded in satisfaction, patted her soft jelly, and said with a hint of teasing, "Well done, here's a reward for you."

The voice of the enraged man was weak yet submissive: "It is...an honor to serve the Commander..."

With a low thud, Li Wei loaded all the ammunition into the cargo hold of the Enmity, then straightened his clothes, clapped his hands, and turned to leave.

The church bells rang out melodiously, as if to mark the end of this moment.

In the afternoon, the sun gradually began to set in the west.

As Levi was working on documents in his office, his communication device suddenly vibrated slightly. He looked down and saw a message from Resentment: "Commander, Belfast is waiting outside the Confession Room, saying she wants to confess."

Li Wei's eyes sharpened, and he immediately stood up.

He didn't go through the main entrance, but deliberately took a long detour, sneaking in silently through the back door of the church. His steps were light yet steady, clearly not wanting anyone to notice his arrival.

He walked through a dimly lit corridor to the vicinity of the confessional, hiding in the shadows and observing quietly.

Outside the confessional, Belfast was standing.

She was dressed in the most common maid outfit, her long silver hair shimmering softly in the sunlight, her hands clasped tightly in front of her, and a complex expression on her face.

She had been waiting for more than ten minutes, but the door to the confessional remained tightly closed until a slightly tired but still gentle voice came from inside: "I apologize, something small happened earlier that kept me from getting here. You may begin your confession now."

Belfast nodded slightly, his voice low and sincere: "Please accept my confession."

She took a deep breath and spoke slowly.

"First of all, I must repent for my greed. I didn't mean to swindle too much from the commander, but for some reason, as soon as I saw the commander's face, I felt a surge of emotion."

Her tone held a hint of frustration, and her hands unconsciously clenched the hem of her skirt. "She's just a maid, yet she wants to monopolize her master..."

The resentment in the confessional room listened quietly, but his body involuntarily trembled slightly.

She tried to adjust her posture to conceal what was happening—her cargo hold was being filled again by the commander's main guns.

Li Wei stood behind her, his movements slow yet powerful, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.

Yuan Chou's voice was slightly hoarse, but he still tried his best to remain calm: "Hmm... your feelings... are very sincere... but perhaps... hmm... this kind of thinking needs some restraint..."

Her words were broken and intermittent, and there was an unsettling unease in her tone.

Belfast frowned, keenly sensing that something was off about the tone of the resentful voice.

The head maid paused for a moment, then continued, "I know that the Commander's high regard for Belfast is also a reflection of his care for me, but I have betrayed his trust by making demands of him because of my own desires."

Her voice trailed off, filled with deep remorse, “I know the Commander meant well and I know his difficulties, but I can’t understand him.”

Resentment's breathing became more rapid. She tried to suppress the sound in her throat and replied, "These... um... are minor matters. Perhaps the Commander won't care too much... but your honesty... is commendable..."

Her voice trembled slightly, as if she was trying to hide something.

Belfast looked up, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes. She listened intently to Resentment's response, her brow furrowing deeper and deeper.

Although Yuanchou's tone was gentle, there was always a strange pause and panting, as if... as if she was experiencing something unusual.

She was all too familiar with that sound. For Resentment to emit such a sound, either this blasphemous nun was generating the power herself, or the commander was also present...

Belfast's heart raced, and she asked tentatively, "Revenge, are you alright? Your voice sounds a little strange."

Yuan Qiu froze in the confessional, barely managing to answer immediately. Li Wei paused, his gaze sweeping over Yuan Qiu, and whispered a warning in her ear: "Don't give yourself away."

Yuan Chou gritted his teeth, forcing himself to calm down, and managed to squeeze out, "I... um... I'm just a little tired, nothing serious... Please continue your confession..."

Belfast, though still suspicious, chose to continue: "I also... once deliberately interrupted the Commander's work when he was busy, just to get him to look at me. I know it was selfish, but I just couldn't control myself..."

Her voice trailed off, tinged with a sob, "I even think, if only the Commander could belong to me forever..."

Just then, a slight thud came from inside the confessional, as if something had hit the wooden board.

Belfast jerked her head up, her eyes sharpening. She stood up, her voice urgent, "Yuanchou, what's wrong? Is something amiss in there?"

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Yuanchou's forehead, and her voice was almost breaking: "N-nothing...it's just...um...I accidentally bumped into the table..." Her explanation was weak and feeble, but the panic in her tone became more and more obvious.

Belfast could no longer contain her doubts. She strode to the confessional door and pushed it open forcefully. The moment the door opened, she froze—the sight before her left her mind blank.

Yuan Chou lay sprawled on the table, her clothes disheveled, her cheeks flushed, while Li Wei stood behind her, his hand still resting on Yuan Chou's cotton candy.

The air seemed to freeze; a few seconds of silence lingered between the three until Belfast finally snapped out of her daze. She covered her mouth, took a step back, and her voice trembled: "Commander... Resentment...you..."

Li Wei raised his head, glanced calmly at Belfast, and said without a trace of panic, "It seems you've arrived just in time."

Belfast's eyes darted between shock and shame. She opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say. Resentment, on the other hand, kept his head down, avoiding Belfast's gaze, his body trembling slightly.

“Belfast,” Levi said slowly, his voice deep and authoritative, “I heard your confession just now.”

Belfast's face turned pale instantly. She bit her lower lip and whispered, "Commander, I... I didn't mean to, I just..."

"You just couldn't control your emotions, right?" Li Wei interrupted her, his tone tinged with mockery. "In that case, kneel down in front of me now and apologize."

Belfast took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

She slowly stepped forward, knelt before Li Wei, and bowed her head, saying, "Master, I was wrong. I shouldn't have had those unrealistic thoughts about you, and I shouldn't have tried to possess you... I am willing to accept any punishment."

Li Wei looked down at her, remained silent for a moment, and then slowly said, "Very good. It's already good that you realize your mistake. I hope you will keep your word and be able to control your emotions in the future."

Belfast looked up abruptly, hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded: "Yes...yes, Commander."

“Then so be it,” Levi’s lips curled up slightly. “After you give birth to little Belfast, I will personally decide your punishment. Don’t regret it then.”

Belfast lowered her head, her voice barely audible: "I have no regrets... my master, my commander, my lover."

"Even if you asked me in front of Belfast... I would never refuse."

Li Wei slapped the jelly-like object of resentment: "Ha, I don't think you have any intention of repenting at all."

Chapter 476 Richelieu Wants to Learn

Belfast obediently went back to reflect on its actions, and the company, having been barely fed by Levi last time, finally calmed down, as both targets that needed close monitoring finally did so.

He could understand their feelings. After all, they had been pampered by him for so long and had become accustomed to that luxurious treatment. Now that their food rations had suddenly stopped, it was indeed not easy for them to go from luxury to frugality.

Just as he leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest, his communication device suddenly buzzed. He glanced down and saw Yuan Chou's name displayed on the screen. Levi raised an eyebrow and answered casually, "Hello? What's up? Belfast's looking for you again?"

On the other end of the communication, Yuan Chou's voice was slightly hesitant, with a hint of cautious probing: "Um... no, but this time it's a ship girl that's rarely seen in the Royal Cathedral, and she specifically asked to see you, Commander."

"Oh?" Li Wei sat up straight, a hint of curiosity in his voice. "Who is it?"

Yuan Chou stammered for a while, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back, and finally just vaguely said, "Anyway... she's waiting for you at the church. You'll know when you get there." After saying that, she hurriedly hung up the phone.

Li Wei stared at the black screen, his brows furrowing slightly. At first, he suspected that Yuan Qiu had developed a taste for it and wanted to find another excuse for intimate contact.

But then he thought about it again. He had just severely punished Belfast in front of her. Even if she harbored a grudge, she probably wouldn't dare to provoke him.

Moreover, her hesitant and evasive communication, without revealing the other party's identity, only piqued Li Wei's curiosity.

"Interesting." He chuckled, stood up, straightened his collar, and walked straight toward the Royal Chapel.

The church doors appeared solemn and majestic in the afterglow of the setting sun, while the stained glass windows reflected colorful light and shadow, casting a flowing picture on the ground.

Li Wei pushed open the door and entered.

As soon as he stepped into the hall, he saw Yuanchou standing not far away, her head down, avoiding his gaze. Beside her stood an elegant and graceful female ship girl.

Her long golden hair shimmered in the light, and her red robe outlined her graceful figure. The cross pendant on her chest swayed gently, exuding an aura of holiness yet majesty.

Li Wei recognized her at a glance, paused in his steps, and showed a hint of surprise on his face: "Ricelius? What are you doing in the Royal Cathedral, Bishop of the Iris?"

Richelieu turned around and smiled slightly. The smile was gentle with a hint of mockery, but his eyes were sharp enough to see through people's hearts: "Hehe, I'm just here to learn and see what kind of magic the Royal Chapel has that makes the Commander visit it so many times in just two days."

Her voice was clear and crisp, each word like a carefully crafted musical note, carrying a subtle hint of provocation.

Li Wei narrowed his eyes, sizing up the uninvited guest. Richelieu, as the Archbishop of the Iris, rarely took the initiative to visit the Royal Chapel. This action seemed anything but simple.

"Study?" Li Wei's lips curled slightly as he stepped forward, his tone tinged with mockery. "I think you're up to no good. So, what's your real purpose?"

Richelieu shook his head slightly, his tone still composed: "Commander, you're overthinking it. I was just curious because I heard you've been quite active in the Royal Cathedral lately. Besides..."

She paused, glancing at Yuan Chou beside her. "Miss Yuan Chou seems to be doing exceptionally well lately. I've come here to learn from her and see how to please the Commander."

Upon hearing this, Yuanchou's cheeks flushed instantly, and he whispered, "Bishop Richelieu, you've misunderstood, I just..."