Azur Lane Mobile Front.

The next second, Jean Bart was thrown onto the chair next to her.

"Phew~ Thank you, Richelieu."

With the weight gone, Rob sat up abruptly.

"Thank you?"

"Heh, Commander, it seems you haven't grasped the current situation either."

Richelieu sat down by the bedside.

She reached out and gently stroked Rob's chest.

"All I care about is letting Barr cut in line."

"If you let Barr behave a little, I wouldn't mind giving her a little treat~"

"So, Jean Bart, what are your thoughts?"

As he spoke, Richelieu looked at Jean Bart standing to the side.

"Tsk~"

Let Barth know that because of Luo's previous resistance, he has lost his chance for final victory.

Now, no matter what I do, it's too late to undo the damage.

Since that's the case, why not lower our stance and at least get a share of the pie?

“Richelieu...sister...I…”

"Oh, very good, Jean Bart, yes, just like that, say it again!"

Richelieu seemed quite pleased with his younger sister's appearance; her eyes were curved into crescent shapes.

"..."

Faced with Richelieu's teasing, Jean Bart chose to remain silent.

No matter what, it's still a bit too shameful.

"What's wrong? Weren't you just calling out quite nicely?"

"Come on, repeat after me."

“Sister Richelieu!”

Let Barthes take a deep breath.

"Okay, I got it! Sister Richelieu!"

"Hmm, not bad!"

Hearing his younger sister's somewhat self-deprecating voice, Richelieu smiled and clapped his hands.

She then looked at Robert.

"Well then, Commander, it seems I'll have to ask you for help as well~"

"Ah~ I will take responsibility for this."

Rob nodded.

Since we've already started flirting, we can't just leave Bale to fend for himself.

It looks like I'll have to make another trip to that green-haired swindler when I get back.

"In that case, Jean Bart, could you please check if the door is properly closed?"

"I think I forgot to lock the door when I came in~"

"Ok?"

Upon hearing Richelieu's words, Rob immediately sensed something was amiss.

"Huh? Wait, you don't mean to..."

Jean Bart also stared wide-eyed at his older sister.

"Hmm? What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

"No, I'll go right away!"

"Alright, my dear commander, now, let's begin our most sacred night."

"With me, and Jean Bart..."

"!!!"

As we all know, the iris is a romantic creature.

But Rob only found out today.

It turns out that, in some cases, the word "romance" can actually be used separately.

However, at this point he no longer had the energy to think about so many other things.

Passionate, unrestrained, gentle—these wonderful words can all be found in his perception at this moment.

He felt as if he were trapped in an endless net.

Gradually, he became completely absorbed in it, unable to extricate himself.

The night is still long.

...

In the corridor, Clements passed by the room belonging to the Eastern Emperor Commander.

From within, one could hear suggestive moans emanating.

An enigmatic smile appeared on her face at that moment.

“Ms. Clemenceau, if you wish to see your master, you will have to come back tomorrow.”

Belfast appeared in front of Clemenceau, blocking her path.

"Or perhaps you've simply come here to check on the effectiveness of your scheme?"

"Hehe~ It seems I can't hide it from your eyes after all, Head Maid."

Chapter 677: A Request from Ironblood

The morning sunlight streamed into the room, bringing a rare touch of warmth to this early winter season.

"Sigh~"

Rob's eyelids twitched twice, then he opened them.

A dry sensation washed over him, making him instinctively want to rub his eyes.

Then...

Then there is no more.

Because he realized that he could no longer feel his hands at all.

Startled, Rob finally woke up completely.

He strained to look into the blankets, where a patch of flaxen and gold intertwined on his chest, telling him what absurd things had happened the night before.

At the same time, he also told Rob why his hands were completely out of his control.

"Oh, Master, it seems you've woken up?"

"How was your night? Did you enjoy it?"

As the perfect maid, Belfast always appears the moment Rob needs her.

"Hiss~ Stop joking, hurry up and give me a hand."

After trying his best, Rob realized he still couldn't move his body, so he had no choice but to ask the head maid for help.

However, their conversation still woke up the other two people in bed.

"Damn it... my head hurts so much..."

"Hmm... I feel so sticky..."

Two similar yet distinctly individual voices rang out.

Richelieu and Jeanbart opened their eyes almost simultaneously, and then their eyes met.

Instantly, a blush crept onto their cheeks.

The two of you were a bit too drunk last night.

Otherwise, no matter how "romantic" they are, these two sisters would never do something like this.

At least... we'll have to wait a while...

"Get up quickly once you're awake..."

Seeing the two sisters on top of him still staring at each other, Robert said weakly.

This is why Richelieu and Jean Bart are so slim; if it were someone of New Jersey's build, Luo would have been woken up in the middle of the night by difficulty breathing.

"Um... Commander, what do you think...?"

Upon hearing Robb's words, Richelieu shrank back.

You have to understand, you are currently in the state of being at the very beginning of life, and there are other people here.

Rob glanced at Jean Bart, who was also cowering, and thought to himself, "Weren't you two pretty brave last night?"

"Belfa, why don't you go out for a bit?"

With a sigh, Robb saw that the two of them had no intention of coming out, so he had no choice but to ask the head maid to leave for a moment.

...

It took a lot of effort for Rob to finally get things sorted out.

Of course, Richelieu and Jeanbart probably don't plan to come out today.

Robb didn't bother with them, because he had just finished breakfast when the head maid placed a list in front of him.

"Master, this is the list of people you need to meet next~"

"so much?!"

Rob stared in horror at the list, which was at least two meters long, and broke out in a cold sweat.

"This is still a simplified version~"

The head maid still wore that gentle and elegant smile, but behind that smile, Rob felt a chill.

"Okay, I understand. Go and make the arrangements."

"Well then, please enjoy your breakfast, host, and then we can begin the first meeting."

After putting away the long list, the head maid served Robo morning tea.

...

When the head maid opened the door to Robb's room, Bismarck and Gneisenau had been waiting for quite some time.

This can be seen from the fact that the coffee in front of them had gone cold.

"Ok?"

Rob was slightly taken aback when he saw Bismarck sitting quietly on the sofa waiting for him.

He never expected that the first person he would meet would be someone from the Iron-Blooded Army.

However, having already spent some time on the international stage, Rob quickly composed himself.

Good morning, Lord Bismarck.

"Looks like I've kept you waiting."

Upon seeing Robb walk in, Bismarck immediately stood up from the sofa.

She looked at Robert, whose still somewhat pale face now wore a rare smile.

Good morning, Your Excellency.

"It seems you had a very pleasant night."