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"Ah... Miss Bishop, this question has really stumped me..."

Robb and Richelieu looked at each other for a while before slowly speaking.

"However, there are some things we can still discuss."

"First of all, I don't know what the situation is like on your side regarding religion."

"But here."

As Rob spoke, he pointed to the ground.

"People's so-called faith in gods is more like a transaction."

"A deal, this is simply..."

Richelieu's eyes widened as if he had heard something unbelievable.

To be honest, the bishop's expression was quite amusing. It's a pity I didn't have a camera with me, otherwise I could have taken a picture as a souvenir.

"Yes, that's right, it's a transaction."

"I offer you tribute and faith, and you protect me so that the weather will be favorable and the harvests plentiful. If you cannot do this, I will move on to the next one."

"The people here are just so genuine."

"Believe it or not, if I asked Anshan to bring a few rains to the drought-stricken areas right now, the people there would immediately worship Anshan."

"Commander...they...they really are doing that..."

The bishop's face showed a mixture of amusement and exasperation.

You should know that when she saw the statue that was enshrined and resembled Anshan, she was completely stunned throughout the entire ship.

"Oh...it's already been done...wait, what did you say?!"

Rob belatedly realized what he had just heard.

"Daido, go and call Anshan and the others over. What have they been up to this time?"

"Yes, my master."

Upon receiving Rob's order, Dido happily went out.

"Alright, let's put the Anshan issue aside for now and continue our conversation."

"Therefore, I believe that enabling people to live with hope is not God's task, because He really cannot do that."

"Faith can only provide psychological comfort."

"The task that needs to be completed is between me and you."

Robb's words struck Richelieu's heart like a heavy hammer.

She held her teacup, staring at Robert in a daze.

Chapter 339: Travel Plans

Richelieu held his teacup and pondered for a long time.

It's unclear what she's figured out, or perhaps she hasn't figured out anything at all.

After thanking Rob, she left thoughtfully.

After seeing off the bishop, Dido, along with the four smaller Anshan-class pets, arrived before Robo.

As soon as they entered, Anshan pressed Fushun's head down and made Luo Bo bow.

"Commander, I've brought Fushun with me. Please dispose of her as you see fit!"

Because of Fushun's extensive criminal record, Anshan, though unaware of what trouble Fushun had gotten into this time, decided to admit its mistake first.

As for Changchun, who came along with Taiyuan, they stayed to the sidelines, ready to watch the show.

"Hehehe, actually... I don't know what Sister Fushun did this time either..."

The way Anshan and Fushun entered the room was so practiced that Rob himself didn't immediately think of why he had called them over.

After thinking for a while, Rob realized that he hadn't come to interrogate anyone.

"Ahem~ Calm down, Anshan. I'm not here to cause trouble for Fushun this time."

"But speaking of which, what did she do in Fushun this time?"

Although he didn't know exactly what Fushun and Anshan had "explained," Luo Bo still asked curiously, seeing her bowed head and apologetic expression.

Then his blood pressure went up.

"Huh? Commander, didn't you know about the huge crater that was blasted at the foot of the mountain over there in Fushun?"

"Oh yeah~ We went to see it. It looks like hot springs are bubbling up there..."

With a "the more the merrier" attitude, Changchun promptly added insult to injury for Fushun.

Upon further questioning, Rob learned that Fushun had recently moved his secret base outside the port in order to evade capture.

Moreover, they drove further and further away; the "location of the incident" they are talking about is now more than 100 kilometers away from the port area.

That's why she can walk so fast now; before, even a round trip would have been a struggle.

Naturally, Fushun was once again punished with solitary confinement and left dejectedly.

"However, they seemed to have mentioned hot springs earlier?"

Recalling what had just happened, Rob suddenly grasped a word—hot spring.

"Why don't we take a break now and give it a try?"

Thinking of this, Rob immediately turned to look at Belfast, who was peeling fruit.

"Belfa, what do you think about us organizing a trip to a hot spring together?"

"Master, I will naturally follow your arrangements."

Having long been accustomed to Rob's unpredictable nature, the head maid simply held a peeled piece of fresh fruit to Rob's lips.

"Then it's settled. I'll tell everyone at dinner. There's no need for a meeting for this kind of thing."

"Okay, okay~"

Belfast smiled and picked up another round fruit, but this time, she put it to her lips.

Then, she bent down, and the low-cut maid outfit, under her movements, seemed to be barely able to contain her ample bust.

Taking the fruit from the head maid's lips, Rob naturally pulled her into his arms.

The sweetness of the fruit, combined with the maid's unique fragrance, was intoxicating.

Feeling Belfast's restless movements in his arms, Rob knew that the maid seemed to be craving it too.

During dinner, Rob mentioned his hot spring trip plan, which was immediately welcomed by the other ships.

The most enthusiastic among them is naturally New Jersey.

For her, going out to play is always an instantaneous state that doesn't require casting spells.

If it weren't for the need for some preparation, she could have dragged Rob on a spontaneous trip right now.

"If the Commander wants to go to a hot spring, why don't we go to the Sakura Empire's area?"

“Perfect timing. Senior and Divine Child haven’t seen Commander for a while either. Isn’t this killing two birds with one stone?”

Shoukaku gently covered his mouth with his sleeve and suggested to everyone that they go to the Cherry Blossom Hot Spring.

Of course, whether she had other thoughts on this matter is something only she knows.

"Haha, hot springs, this is a novel experience. I wonder which is more comfortable, hot springs or public bathhouses."

Harbin, who seemed to have a deep interest in the activity of taking a bath, also showed an excited smile.

Robert kept his distance from this older woman.

There's no other reason; this woman is just too fierce.

After the bathhouse she proposed was completed, she invited Rob several times to bathe with her—can you believe it?

What's even more incredible is that she said this in front of all the ships.

During this period, she even expressed her intention to recruit Mr. Luo as her personal bathhouse attendant.

That very evening, the sour-smelling corporate woman showed Rob why the flowers were so red.

"Well..."

The company sitting next to Rob had its mouth stuffed with food, so it was temporarily unable to utter a complete sentence.

But from her hopeful eyes, Rob easily understood what she meant.

"I know..."

Gently patting the head of the company, which looked like a white hamster, Rob looked at Yorktown, who was one seat away from him.

"Yorktown, let's go together."

Since Yorktown came to the port area, the company has been with her.

Because of his vision problems, Yorktown's daily life had always been taken care of by the company.

Despite Rob's repeated insistence that the maids should do the job.

However, the company insisted that it could do it, so Rob had no choice but to go along with it.

Of course, who will ultimately take care of whom is probably still up for debate.

After some time, Yorktown's vision improved somewhat. Although it was still a bit blurry, after getting a pair of glasses, normal life was no longer a problem.

"Sure!"

Yorktown nodded gently as he patted the company's back.

With the addition of glasses, Yorktown, already gentle and graceful, now exudes an even more intellectual air, displaying a professional woman's demeanor.

"Um...should we bring Shimakaze back first?"

Just as everyone was happily discussing the next steps, Zuikaku said something weakly.

Only then did everyone remember that there was a lost rabbit outside.

"Then you and Shoukaku should go together and bring Shimakaze back. You're more familiar with the Ironblood faction."

After thinking for a moment, Rob threw the question back at him.

Anyway, if Robb were to appear in Ironblood at this time, the leaders of all factions in the world would go crazy.

For everyone's sake, he definitely can't go himself.

In that case, it would be most appropriate to just randomly choose one of the Shoukaku sisters who has experience.

"Huh? How did this happen?!"

"Don't worry, we'll wait for you to come back before we set off."

Chapter 340: Those Who Covet the Holy Throne

Rome, the cathedral.

A ship that looked like a destroyer was giving a report to Marco Polo.

"...This concludes the incident report personally sent by the iron-fisted Frederick the Great."

After the operation concluded, Frederick the Great quickly compiled several reports on the Ironblood's operation.

Sardinia, as the only remaining open ally of Ironblood, naturally received the report immediately.

This report provides a detailed account of the Ironbloods' experiences in the world opposite the Tower of Midgard.

However, Frederick the Great made no mention of a particular rabbit.

Even Shimakaze's information was classified as top secret in Ironblood.

All ships involved in the operation were given a gag order.

Upon seeing the thick stack of files respectfully handed over by Count Cavour, Marco Polo, dressed in religious attire, merely flipped through them a couple of times before tossing them onto the table.

It seems she wasn't very interested in Ironblood's operation.

"In the end, it was even called the Tower of Midgard... What kind of name is that? There are so many other names that could be chosen based on historical allusions."

After reviewing the report, Marco Polo wore a slightly mocking expression.