Azur Lane Mobile Front.

Although the other party did not say it explicitly, Rob knew that the "someone" Peter Strasser mentioned was, without a doubt, Antix.

"Bismarck, she~"

"She can only choose between continuing to operate with the chaotic Ironblood and turning into a brilliant firework with the complete Ironblood."

"You chose the former, didn't you?"

"Hehe~ Yes."

"Even so, we still paid a huge price."

"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore."

Peter Strasser shook his head with a wry smile, abruptly ending the topic.

Then she talked about the current situation in Europe.

Something seems to have happened to the Royal Navy; the entire fleet that had been pressing forward has withdrawn.

Meanwhile, the Iris Fleet, which was temporarily stationed there, also withdrew to its homeland.

This left Prince Eugen completely baffled.

However, thanks to both sides, at least she is not under as much pressure now.

"Oh dear, it seems it's almost time."

Halfway through his speech, Peter Strasser spotted the approaching figure of St. Louis in his mind's eye.

"Please pass on this message to Bismarck."

"She doesn't need to worry about Ironblood."

"But—we are all waiting for her return."

"And when that day comes, Commander~"

"You will receive your due reward as agreed."

Peter Strasser discreetly slipped a small card with his contact information into Rob's pocket and walked toward St. Louis.

"Your commander has been returned to you."

"Looks like you two had a pretty good chat?"

St. Louis's eyes casually swept over Rob, lingering particularly long on Rob's collar and other areas.

"I'd give it an 83 out of 100."

Peter Strasser turned around and glanced at Rob.

"Hehe~ It's still the same style as before, everything is so meticulous."

St. Louis held Peter Strasser's hand and deliberately lowered his voice.

What happened next in the conversation, Rob did not know.

...

Time flies, and before we knew it, it was almost midnight.

This small gathering has now come to an end.

To be honest, Rob felt that St. Louis was right to call him over.

At this moment, St. Louis was staggering, his face clearly showing signs of intoxication.

Robb couldn't even count how much she drank at the party.

Didn't I tell you to drink less?

As Rob helped St. Louis toward the luxury car parked in the garage, he felt that the allure on the other man's face was even more captivating.

This made him turn his head away, trying not to look at St. Louis's face.

"Well, sometimes it's unavoidable!"

With both hands wrapped around Rob's arms, the towering bridge, which had been swaying slightly, was now being squeezed towards the center.

And located between the two bridges is Rob's arm.

At that moment, he felt the soft pressure coming from his entire arm spreading throughout his body.

But he didn't dare look in that direction.

St. Louis's steps were somewhat unsteady, and the dress that could hardly be called clothing did not provide much protection for her fiery hull.

With just a quick glance, Robb spotted the faint pink searchlights at the top of the bridge.

...

After much effort, Rob got St. Louis into the car.

"Let me tell you, my driving skills aren't very good."

Rob glanced at St. Louis, who was slumped in the back seat, and started the car with some trepidation.

Who knows how much this St. Louis car actually costs? I have a feeling that if I bought one, I could use the system to create a small squad of Royal Navy flagships.

"Hmm~ then, we won't go back to the hotel tonight."

St. Louis leaned against the back of the driver's seat, her slender hand gently tapping Rob's shoulder, making Rob want to turn around and look back.

"Not going back to the hotel?"

"Hmm~ I have a house around here~"

"Commander hasn't been there yet, has he? How about we rest there tonight?"

Although something felt off, Rob decided to follow St. Louis's advice for their safety, given his own poor driving skills.

After all, it was a little embarrassing to call Belfast and the others over so late at night.

...

As it turns out, when St. Louis said it wasn't far, it really wasn't far.

Robb didn't even feel the chair cushions had warmed up before they arrived at the house St. Louis had mentioned.

Yes, it's a large villa, about the same size as the venue where the banquet was just held.

After successfully parking the car without any major incident, Rob finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"We've arrived, St. Louis. Are you alright?"

There was no response from St. Louis in the back seat, so Rob got out of the driver's seat and went to open the door for her.

"I said, my princess, we're home."

The next second, a smooth, slender arm reached out from inside the cabin and pulled Rob inside.

Combined with the pitch-black night, it created a somewhat horror movie atmosphere.

...

Inside the car, Rob was being pinned down by St. Louis.

A pair of dreamy eyes, shimmering with ambiguous colors.

The pressure coming from my chest was so intense that it was almost impossible to breathe.

The St. Louis's somewhat mischievous bridge finally broke free from the constraints of its paint scheme and jumped out.

She wrapped her arms around Rob's neck, bringing the two closer together.

The breath, carrying the scent of alcohol, hit Rob's face, giving him a feeling of intoxication.

Chapter 857: Aunt Saint's Reward

Rob's hands, unsure of what to do, ultimately chose to embrace St. Louis in his arms.

"Alright, you've had quite a bit to drink tonight, it's time to get some rest."

It's clear that St. Louis is getting a little tipsy now.

Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were glazed, and a captivating smile played on her lips.

"Commander, you did a great job on tonight's mission!"

"So, shouldn't I give you some reward too?"

Feeling the increasingly hot body in his arms, Rob, though not drinking, felt his mind beginning to drift.

"Let's talk about that after you wake up tomorrow."

"You know, my asking price is always very high."

Gently stroking the smooth back plate of St. Louis, Robo was captivated by its silky smooth texture.

"Hehe~ You know what, Commander?"

St. Louis's eyes narrowed slightly, and a pink symbol began to condense in his pupils.

Her boilers seemed to be running at full power at that moment, making the entire ship even hotter.

Even through his clothes, Rob could feel the burning sensation.

This made him feel inexplicably dry-mouthed.

The hands that were originally holding St. Louis began to explore other places.

The most easily accessible feature is, of course, the upturned stern of the St. Louis ship, a feature reminiscent of the White Eagles.

Sensing Rob's subtle gesture, St. Louis smiled even more charmingly.

Her fingers lightly brushed across Rob's cheek, stirring his thoughts.

"In stories of knights and princesses, the knight's final reward is often..."

St. Louis used both hands to pull the two closer together once again.

Her breath tickled Rob's face.

"It's the princess herself!"

...

The sight of the hot light cruiser in his arms completely aroused Rob.

He knew that the light cruiser in front of him had some malfunctions.

This made it impossible for him, as a seasoned repairman, to stand idly by.

Although Luo mostly maintains mobile suits like Gundam, that doesn't mean he can't maintain ordinary ships.

At least one unnamed meta ship girl and one inquisitor from the Iris Kingdom both praised Luo's skills.

However, before carrying out the maintenance work, Rob felt he needed to drink some water.

At this moment, St. Louis thoughtfully opened its water outlet located at the bow.

The outlet connected perfectly with Rob's mouth, and a sweet liquid with the aroma of fine wine flowed into Rob's mouth through the channel.

Robb, like a traveler trapped in the desert, tried his best to draw from this hard-won spring.

For a moment, the sound of running water could be heard inside the car.

The two only ended their first round of docking when the brain sent a signal of oxygen deprivation.

However, the careless Rob left a wire near the outlet of the St. Louis waterway.

This created a connecting wire between the two people who had just separated.

"The commander has improved!"

"But from whom did you learn it?"

St. Louis licked the corner of his mouth with his bright red tongue, as if he wanted more.

Clearly, she gave Robb a very high evaluation of his work on the ship's maintenance.

Rob did not answer St. Louis's question.

His hands, without his noticing, had already begun a comprehensive overhaul of the stern of the St. Louis ship.

St. Louis chuckled and cradled Rob's head in his arms.

She guided Rob in performing comprehensive maintenance on his ship.