The High-Tech Commander of KanColle

Hutten just glanced at Dunkirk and paid no more attention to it. In comparison, she was more interested in Richelieu.

The flagship of Liberty Iris, the Archbishop, must be very powerful...

During this period, Hutten communicated with Frederick the Great and had several exercises, so his level improved by leaps and bounds.

She also understood one thing, that combat experience was very important. Reading books all the time was just theory, so she still had to challenge the strong to perfect herself.

"Dunkirk, you too, long time no see... How did you become a Knight Guardian of the Vichy Church?"

Ren Anhe said.

Dunkirk's white fingers gently played with his hair, and then said:

"After I went to Liberty Iris and opened a shop, I met Richelieu by chance, and then we became friends. Later, she

Invited me to join the Vichy Church, but it’s just a part-time job, my main job is still to be my shop owner…”

"Business is just not that good." Dunkirk smiled bitterly. "I chose the wrong location. The customer flow is not that large. It can barely cover the expenses. Otherwise, I wouldn't do part-time work."

"Then you should change the store." Ren Anhe said.

"Well, I'm looking for one, but I need to have some money to change it, right?" Dunkirk said, "If the business is as good as before in the academy, I won't continue to work part-time. I'll just be a shop owner. I don't particularly like this kind of fighting."

Richelieu, who was bragging to Saratoga about how he had successors, looked embarrassed when he heard Dunkirk's words.

Queen Elizabeth said without giving any face: "Well, there are successors... Even the people I brought to the meeting this time are thinking about resigning."

Richelieu also sighed. There was nothing he could do. Who made the Liberty Iris really in a period of transition?

The only ones who can show off their combat power are myself, Joan of Arc and Algeria... There is no other way, the ship girls of Liberty Iris are too rare.

We finally caught a potential Dunkirk, but it turns out that he doesn't like fighting and only likes to make snacks and be a shop owner.

The reason why I brought him out this time is because no one is using him anymore. The useful ones all have their own things to do, and the rest... I can't say they are useless, but I can only say that his personality makes him unsuitable for negotiations.

As a result, what this brought over was also a wavering party of resignations.

"Then why don't you come to our royal family? Here, the eating habits are mainly black tea and snacks. If you open a shop here, you will definitely make money." Queen Elizabeth tried to steal someone directly in front of him.

Richelieu glared at Her Majesty the Queen, but Her Majesty ignored him.

"Forget it, Royal...don't consider it." Dunkirk said.

Richelieu looked at Dunkirk with approval. It seemed that she still felt that Liberty Iris was very important in her heart.

Ren Anhe said, "In our port area, we have a tavern in the port area, and we have also set up a snack shop. Usually, Scylla, Belfast, and Charybdis are the three maids who take turns to work there. Everyone in the port area also likes to eat snacks. When the time comes, you can come and take over as the boss directly."

Richelieu laughed inwardly. How could Dunkirk agree to this? She was troubled by the passenger flow. How many people could there be in your port area? You...

"We have quite a few ship girls in our port area, probably about a dozen or so, so we don't have to worry about the passenger flow at that time." Ren Anhe said.

Dunkirk actually thought seriously: "Let me think about it..."

Richelieu was stunned. Well, is it true that everyone is a traitor?

If I had known earlier, I would have come here alone, just like Yixian.

Queen Elizabeth was smiling happily, but Richelieu had no expression on his face. Before the meeting even started, he had experienced what it meant that people’s joys and sorrows are different…

Ha, it’s just a port area, I really don’t know what’s so good about it... Richelieu said he couldn’t understand.

"The Northern Alliance has also arrived." Tirpitz raised his eyes.

Ren Anhe was quite familiar with the visitors from the Northern Union. After all, Northern and Donghuang were one family, and many of the Northern Union's ship modifications were done with the help of Donghuang.

The two sides also communicate frequently. Basically, the ship girls in charge have been seen many times on Donghuang’s TV.

Aurora and Soviet Bellarose.

Their attire alone was different from that of everyone else present; they were all wearing thick cotton coats and long jackets.

It looked hot, but the two girls remained calm and even thought the temperature was just right.

Aurora is a lively and active girl with white hair and blue eyes. The light in her eyes is like the ripples on the shore of Lake Baikal.

Soviet Belarus is relatively solemn, more like a leader, with blue hair and blue eyes, and a strong aura.

"Ah, long time no see, Yixian, how are you these days?"

Aurora was more talkative and greeted Yixian.

"It's been a while since we last met, Aurora." Yixian also greeted with a smile.

"There are still some follow-up matters to be handed over between our Northern Union and your Donghuang... Let's take this opportunity to chat privately later." Soviet Belarus said.

"I know." Yixian chuckled.

"Don't start talking about yourselves right away. You are not the protagonists today."

Bismarck spoke.

"So, we are the last to arrive?" Aurora asked after she pulled Soviet Belarus to find a place to sit down.

"No, you guys arrived on time...but those bastards from the Sardinian Empire are always like this, always late. Are they trying to show that they are the last one to come?" Queen Elizabeth was unhappy.

"After all, it's the Sardinian Empire. Being late is an old problem left over from history." Richelieu rarely agreed with Queen Elizabeth.

Before he finished speaking, an arrogant laugh rang out.

215. A meeting, everyone is so weird

The door to the conference room was flung open, and the sunlight outside, like a ray of righteous light, cast a carpet.

Two graceful figures walked slowly towards us, stepping on the carpets.

“Hahahahaha! Looks like we’re the last of the night raid group 694936135 to arrive. As expected, the final protagonist should be the last to appear!”

An uninhibited and wild voice sounded, and it was not difficult to hear that the owner of the voice should be a very unrestrained and bold ship girl.

There are red highlights in her long green hair, and her curvy figure is perfectly outlined by the Sardinian-style uniform. There is also a wide cloak behind her, which makes her look even more noble.

Her slender legs were wrapped in black stockings and boots. She took big strides, and her aura was as strong as that of a 1.8-meter-tall girl.

Her delicate face is gentle yet heroic, and her rose-red eyes sparkle like the finest gems.

But the most showy thing was that after this ship girl finished speaking, she held the red rose in her hand in her mouth, looking like a playboy.

Behind her, there was a somewhat flustered and dazed-looking queen who seemed very ashamed of her behavior.

Although her figure is better than the former, she looks a little weaker than the former.

Her long gray hair is not well-groomed, but looks a little fluffy, but it has a unique kind of messy beauty. The red coat, black lining, and black pleated skirt make her look very comfortable.

The pale grey eyes flickered with fear and panic towards the man at his disposal.

In general, the green-haired ship girl in front should be the dominant one, right?

This is also Ren Anhe’s idea.

"It's you, huh. Whenever you come here, the Sardinian Empire is always the last to arrive. Don't you have any sense of time?"

Queen Elizabeth fired first.

"Oh, isn't this Her Majesty the Queen? How come she is still so small after all these years?"

The green-haired ship girl said with a smile.

"Hmph." Queen Elizabeth didn't know if she had been teased too much or what, so she simply ignored this guy.

"Veneto, you too, can't you control your sister?" Saratoga said.

“I’m sorry, everyone, but what Littorio said…” Veneto’s eyes were a little vague.

Ren Anhe was also a little surprised. The one with green hair was Littorio, and the one with gray hair was Veneto. Doesn't that mean...

The younger sister is the leader?! But isn’t Veneto the flagship?

But when I think about my own side, Prince Eugen, as the younger sister, also has the upper hand over her older sister Admiral Hipper.

This is not difficult to explain.

There are always some sisters where the older one always takes advantage of the younger one.

But there are also some sisters where the younger one dominates the older one.

"Hehehe, there are quite a few new faces here. So, great Lord Littorio, please introduce yourself."

Littorio placed one hand on his chest and raised his head like a proud swan.

Veneto behind him changed his expression, and just as he was about to raise his hand to perform a physical silence, he was still a step too slow.

"Cheers! In front of you is the battle-hardened, absolute leader of the Sardinian Empire, one of the most powerful warships in the Mediterranean, the second ship of the Vittorio Veneto class, Littorio!"

"The Mediterranean is the garden where I stroll in the afternoon. Now, this conference room will be no exception. Let us begin today's report to Lord Littorio!"

Littorio was very proud.

Veneto had a look of being screwed.

If I had known I wouldn't have brought my sister out... the Sardinian Empire has lost all face!

I'm sorry, everyone in the Sardinian Empire, I didn't stop Littorio...

Veneto's heart was filled with anxiety. The ship girl who had known Littorio for many years covered her face with a look of "as expected".

They were even curious about how Littorio could always introduce himself differently every time they met for so many years.

But what they admired more was how Littorio was so shameless and could say such shameful words.

"What's going on? Is Littorio the director of the Maritime Affairs Bureau of the Sardinian Empire?"

Ren Anhe asked Prince Eugen in a low voice.

Prince Eugen suppressed his laughter and explained, "There is no other way. Veneto is a bit soft-hearted and a bit naive, so Littorio felt that his sister could not carry the banner, so he launched a 'coup' and drove Veneto out of office."

"Xisuo."

Ren Anhe's eyes lit up. Is it so exciting?

Prince Eugen said: "In fact, the main situation is that Littorio tricked Veneto into signing the abdication and new appointment and dismissal documents without knowing it..."

Ren Anhe: “…”

You really are a bit naive. How could you trick him into signing such an important document?

"Now that you're here, take a seat. We're about to begin."

Bismarck had a cold face, although when it came to Prince Eugen and his sister, Bismarck seemed a little...silly.

But when facing outsiders, he is definitely the cold-blooded, ruthless and feared Iron-blooded Chancellor Bismarck.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Isn't the real owner not here yet?"

Littorio looked around.

"Where are the Siren guys? Last time, that Purifier guy robbed a batch of supplies from our Sardinian Empire."

Ren Anhe subconsciously looked towards a corner.

No, you Sirens really steal other people's things, no

Are you saying that only mass-produced ones can do that? Why did you smart ones change your career to become robbers?

The observer had been using mimicry to blend in with the surroundings, seemingly for fun, while secretly observing from the sidelines.

All the ship girls present knew it, after all, they didn't try to restrain their aura.

They all turned a blind eye.

But now that Littorio had said this, the observer felt as if his teeth were about to break.

NNND Purifier, you are a bandit, right? Do you think you are Jean Bart?

You caused the trouble yourself, and now you want me to embarrass you here?

After you go back, I will make you split up and survive.

Helplessly, the observer could only show up and say expressionlessly:

"The Purifier is just a temporary worker in the second round of our Sirens. We Sirens don't know anything about what she did, and it has nothing to do with us Sirens... We fired her a while ago."

"You are kidding me. I tell you, this matter has been accumulating for several months. Is it time to return the equipment of our Sardinian Empire's formation?"

Littorio didn't buy it at all and instead sneered.

"Then you and Ren Anhe, now that we Sirens have entered the port area, he will be responsible for everything we do." The observer shamelessly sold out Ren Anhe.

Feeling the attention coming at him, Ren Anhe glared at the observers, "You're just selling me out like this? Is this appropriate? This is not appropriate!"