Azur Lane Mobile Front.

Although, to some extent, one's safety is guaranteed.

However, it's also certain that you'll feel a chill down your spine.

"Hehe~ Commander."

Helena Meta suppressed her smile and gracefully walked up to Rob.

She extended a finger and gently tapped Rob's forehead.

"You don't actually think I'd be happy to see you so intimately connected with other ships, do you?"

Although the other person's face was expressionless, Rob suddenly felt a cold wind blow past, causing him to subconsciously shrink his neck.

"This is just a small punishment, Commander."

After saying that, Helena Meta floated away.

But Robo knew that this meta ship was still somewhere, watching him.

Rob collapsed onto the sofa, staring up at the ceiling.

At this moment, he was genuinely considering the relationship between the ships in the port area.

Once upon a time, he was a "good commander" who focused entirely on his own company.

However, he now has to consider how to "operate" the entire port area safely and harmoniously.

It can only be said that once some things start, there is no option to put on the brakes.

However, after thinking it over carefully for a while, Rob realized that it seemed like there wasn't much room for maneuver left in his port area?

Leaving aside the Richelieu sisters, whose relationship had already developed considerably, there were two maids who were eyeing their servants with longing.

Then there's this big fox, who's also a proper fiancée!

Furthermore, someone like Helena Meta is even more of a heavyweight.

Even disregarding these, there are still ships like Baltimore and Yatsen that have mutual affection waiting in line.

At that moment, in Rob's eyes, Makoto's image suddenly became much taller.

"Sure enough, I was too young back then. Not just anyone could handle a situation like that."

In the end, Rob realized that apart from getting a Super Alloy Z kidney, he had no other way to solve this problem.

As the number of ships increases, this problem will become increasingly serious.

"Ships have a natural affinity for their commanders."

This is written in black and white in a textbook at the Naval Academy.

At the same time, there are some things that are not written in the textbook.

That is, according to headquarters statistics, if a commander is lucky enough, he can live for more than two years.

Therefore, the probability that he has sworn an oath with his ship is as high as 50%!

If this period is extended to five years, this number could even increase to 80%!

No one can resist the allure of warships.

Even if your orientation is not normal, they can still bring you back to the right path.

Based on the above statistics, commanders are not distinguished by gender.

When Rob thought about the number of ships under his command, he immediately started trembling.

"Forget it, let's just destroy it, hurry up and do it."

...

half a month later.

Shinano has returned from the Cherry Blossom Empire.

Now, I spend my days sleeping in the port area.

Meanwhile, in Richelieu, preparations for the coronation ceremony were nearing completion.

Invitations to various factions have been largely received.

A grand ceremony, one that is unlikely to be seen again for a long time, is about to be held on this land of iron and blood.

Donghuang Port Area.

At this moment, all the ships were looking at their commander with anticipation.

Because tomorrow is the day we set off for Europe.

None of the ships have ever seen such a spectacle since they were launched.

Therefore, they all hoped that Rob could take them along.

"Alright, alright, quiet down!"

Rob gently patted the table, signaling the ships to calm down.

Yes, especially the younger ones.

"I know everyone wants to go to Ironblood, but this time is different from the past, it's a very important occasion."

"Therefore, the number of people cannot be too large."

"How about this, Enterprise, Unicorn, Yixian, um... Yukikaze, St. Louis, and I will go to Ironblood together."

"As for the maid squad, let them come along."

"The rest will remain in the port area."

"Oh, right, Noshiro, go tell Shinano that she wants to go too."

"She's the flagship of the Sakura Empire, after all. She should have received an invitation from Richelieu, okay?"

The release of the list brought joy to some and sorrow to others.

Seeing the somewhat agitated ships, Rob spent a lot of time making many wishes before finally calming them down.

...

Because he was going on a long trip the next day, Robert went to bed early that night.

After several days, Rob, exhausted both physically and mentally, collapsed onto the bed and fell asleep within minutes.

...

"Huh? Where is this?"

Suddenly, Rob realized that he had come to the vicinity of a complex of buildings in the style of Sakura Empire.

At the top of the tall staircase was something he vaguely remembered as a torii gate.

"Am I...dreaming? This is quite a novel experience!"

In his dream, Rob scratched his head and slowly walked up the stairs.

After a while, what appeared before us was a building that looked like a shrine.

The gate was open, but there was no one in sight.

"..."

After looking around, Rob continued walking inside.

After passing through a series of corridors, Rob finally saw a wooden house at the deepest part of the corridor.

Just as he was about to go inside to investigate, the door opened and Shinano came out.

Shinano?

The appearance of this large fox surprised Rob.

"Lord Luo, I never expected that I would meet you again in my dreams."

Shinano looked at Robo, and for some reason, a strange look flashed in his hazy eyes.

She walked slowly toward Rob.

Chapter 670: A Dream of Nanke

"Shinano, where is this place?"

Shinano shook her head, slowly walked to Rob's side, raised her hand, and gently stroked his cheek.

Rob realized at that moment that something seemed off about the big fox.

"Where this place is is not important."

"However, beautiful dreams are fleeting, so we should cherish them."

"I also felt something about what Mikasa said the other day."

"...It was just a dream...in a dream, there's naturally no need to care about the rules of the real world..."

"therefore..."

"Lord Luo...this humble servant...has been rude..."

After saying that, Shinano gently embraced Robo's body with both hands.

At that moment, those fluffy tails also surrounded them, completely enveloping the two of them.

At this moment, Rob, whom I had been dreaming of, was surrounded by a fragrant breeze.

A pair of slender yet nimble hands stirred up gentle breezes that swirled around him.

Rob instinctively tried to say something, but no sound came out.

The gentle breeze had already touched his face, bringing a warmth and moisture reminiscent of the seaside, making him feel reluctant to leave.

"Dong Dong Dong~"

The sound coming from my chest was an increasingly rapid heartbeat, like the beat of a drum.

And the drumbeats are shifting towards a more exciting direction.

Robb didn't know if it was his or Shinano's.

But at this moment, he understood; this was probably what they meant by being of one mind.

It was as if someone was guiding his hands, slowly raising them.

Then, the fallen leaves drifted in the wind and slowly landed on the ground, leaving only a few barely audible sounds.

"So, is this some new skill you've developed?"

With his last shred of reason, Rob uttered those words.

Then, he slowly fell into a deeper layer of the dream.

However, perhaps he is actually moving closer to reality, isn't he?

The surroundings were filled with a sweet fragrance, and Rob could no longer distinguish between dream and reality.

...

The next day, Rob woke up early from his sleep.

He sat on the bed, carefully considering everything from his dream the previous night.

"That doesn't make sense!"

Last night's dream was so real that Rob thought he was dreaming right now.

In that dream, whether it was "climbing mountains" or "wading through rivers," everything seemed too real.

That feeling still lingers around Rob to this day.

Thinking about everything in his dream, a somewhat ambiguous smile involuntarily appeared on Rob's face.

"Hiss~ I have to say, she really is a vixen. This is a bit hard to handle~"

"Hmm? Master, did you have a good dream?"

Just as Rob was beginning to savor the memories of his dream, the head maid's voice pulled him out of his reverie.

"Oh, it's nothing. Belfast, what time is it?"

"Oh, Master, your ability to steer the conversation away from the topic needs some improvement~"