Azur Lane Mobile Front.

Watching Bismarck and the others making a ruckus, Rob inexplicably thought of something.

Chapter 912: The Thoughts of a Corporate Lady

On the beach, Rob was gazing at the distant sky.

Beside him were a group of ships.

Prince Eugen, who had just changed clothes with Bismarck, was in a state of excessive excitement.

Perhaps because the long-standing concern has finally been resolved, this heavy cruiser, who has always held a high position in Ironblood, seems to be having a lot of fun rather than testing new mobile suits.

Well, neither Bismarck, nor Tirpitz, nor even Gneisenau could stop her.

Especially when there's a U-556 running around with them.

"Isn't there anyone who can stop her?"

In the distance, the sound of the target ship being hit and the explosion accompanied by smoke and dust could be heard.

Rob looked at Hindenburg, who seemed to be deliberately getting closer to him, with a hint of helplessness.

As a ship that Robo used many times in a certain magical naval warfare game in his previous life, he still had some affection for Hindenburg, at least for the name Hindenburg.

"have--"

Hindenburg turned his head slightly upon hearing Rob's question.

Behind her, the long, thin demon tail was swishing incessantly.

This scene attracted a lot of Rob's attention.

"However, that person is not here now."

Frederick the Great?

Hindenburg's words immediately reminded Rob of the planned ship whose whereabouts remain unknown.

"right--"

...

"Oh dear, this level is far from enough!"

After having his fun, Bismarck left and desynchronized the machine.

It's not that she's not interested in her newfound power.

The only problem is that she's starting to feel the strain from Prince Eugen's antics.

“Princess Eugen, this level of power is already the limit.”

"Unless you want to dismantle your own port."

Robb also felt that he had spent enough time enjoying the sea breeze, so he decided to give Bismarck a hand.

Moreover, he noticed that his own initial ship seemed to be looking at the newly born Bismarck and thinking about something.

Perhaps I should ask him right away.

"Eh~"

Prince Eugen let out a frustrated cry, then tapped Rob's chest with his finger.

"There's one thing you're wrong about."

"This place is now your port too—"

Before Robb could respond, Prince Eugen turned and left, leaving behind only a string of silvery laughter.

...

With the excitement of their own flagship over, the Ironblood ships returned to their posts.

Seeing that everyone had walked away, Rob walked up behind the company and put his arm around the waist.

Bismarck and the others, who had originally planned to wait for Robo, understood that their commander wanted to spend some time alone with his initial ship, so they all left.

"commander?"

"Anything on your mind?"

"Ok!"

No matter which company it is, they are all ridiculously bad at lying.

Therefore, Rob's family businesses rarely keep things to themselves.

After all, sometimes, Shimakaze could understand her little secrets.

"Tell me about it?"

Gently stroking his company's long, silver hair, ruffled by the sea breeze, Rob spoke softly.

"Commander, I—"

The company's lips twitched twice, but the words seemed to hesitate before they could be spoken.

She wondered if it would be too willful of her to make another request of Rob.

After all, her commander had always been very accommodating to her requests.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"Am I... already falling behind them...?"

"Them? You mean?"

Rob stopped stroking the company's hair.

He realized what the company was worried about.

"Do you think you're not as strong as Richelieu and the others right now, and that you're afraid you won't be able to help me?"

Given this, the company's hesitation just now is quite understandable.

So Rob simply said those words himself.

"No...that's right..."

"Don't worry, I already have a plan for this."

"However, there are still some things missing."

"After all, you know that, right—"

Of all the ships, only Enterprise had any knowledge of the systems on Rob's body.

At the same time, she also knew what her commander had to pay to acquire these machines.

"Not enough resources?"

"Ah, still the most difficult resource to obtain."

Rob nodded.

"Oh—um...how long will it take?"

"Don't worry, it won't be long—"

Rob laughed and hugged the company tighter, pressing his cheek against hers.

"When have I ever made you suffer a loss, have I?"

"..."

...

As Rob and the company walked hand in hand into the port, a figure by the roadside caught Rob's attention.

"That looks like it?"

"Egil~"

The company had better eyesight than Rob; it recognized her from afar as its own trainee maid.

Oh, although it seems she's graduated now.

"Shall we go take a look?"

Judging from the other person's figure, Robb thought that Egil was probably waiting for someone.

As for who they're waiting for, it's obvious—it's Luo himself.

“Egil?”

So he grabbed his initial ship and quickened his pace to walk over.

"Huh? You...cough...you're here?"

"Is something the matter?"

"I forgot to tell you before, there's a banquet tonight."

When no one was provoking him, Egil remained quite composed.

Although her gaze kept glancing at Robert and Enterprise holding hands.

"besides?"

"Of course, one guy said that a banquet must be held to make sure Bismarck is fully recovered."

Although Egil didn't say it explicitly, Rob felt he already knew who it was.

Furthermore, Rob was quite certain that this person simply wanted an excuse to have a big drink.

"ok, I get it."

"Heh~ In that case, see you tonight."

As he spoke, Egil raised a slightly provocative smile and looked at the company beside him.

"Of course, fruit juice will be served at the banquet."

"?!"

Rob felt that if he hadn't held the company back, Egil would have had to go into the dock for repairs.

"Alright, don't you know what kind of person she is?"

"She's only a little tough on the surface, we can't just take away even that little bit of power from her, can we?"

"That seems to be true too~"

After being reminded by Rob, the company immediately realized its mistake.

Instantly, the look in his eyes as he gazed at Egil's back became kind.

After all, during its time in the port area, this planned ship had suffered quite a few setbacks.

...

That night, the banquet, proposed by Prince Eugen, was held as scheduled.

Robb and Bismarck, unsurprisingly, once again became the focus of attention.

Keep in mind that Bismarck is now a Oathship ship.

The Ironblood fleet was extremely interested in what exactly she did during her time in Donghuang.

Chapter 913: The Holy Body of Part-Time Workers in New Jersey (Mistakenly)

"So, what are you trying to prove?"

After carrying the company back to the room, Rob leaned against the wall, slightly out of breath.

Perhaps provoked by Egil's words earlier today, the company drank quite a bit at the banquet.

Although they are all beer, they can't withstand large quantities.

Moreover, the company's drinking capacity is only marginally stronger than her sister Yorktown's.

"Well--"

He made a series of unintelligible gurgling sounds and rolled around on the bed.

"Belfa, can you watch over here for me? I'm going out for some fresh air."

After calling out to his head maid, Rob walked out, panting.