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"How about it?"

For a chef, the best compliment is to see diners enjoying the meal. Xiao Tiancheng’s performance made Yixian ask softly.

“Gurgle…”

Little Tiancheng put down the soup bowl, his tail wagging, his body swaying, and his little hands slapping the table three times in a row. Then, with his cheeks puffed out and ignoring the soup at the corners of his lips, he gave Yixian a thumbs up.

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Wuming sipped the soup in small sips, feeling the long-lost taste of his hometown, and suddenly felt like he was back home.

It seemed that in the next second, he could still hear the cicadas chirping outside the window.

He was silent for a while, then shook his head.

The port area is home now.

Frederick the Great preferred a stronger flavor for his staple food, but was very tolerant of soups, and gave Yat-sen a rare good review.

"well done."

Helena mate tasted it carefully, and the slight sadness between her brows was relieved a little.

Everyone tasted the wild mushroom soup, and then the lion's head. The big, firm meatballs made the carnivores present feast on them, and the last dessert was pumpkin pie. The bright yellow dessert was only the size of the palm, soft and delicious, and the boats took up most of it.

In order to get used to the eating habits of the partners, this Donghuang lunch is mainly served in separate portions. Wuming thought it was a bit strange, but the taste was the same, and everyone seemed to be enjoying the meal, so he just gave up for now.

Yixian, who possesses amazing cooking skills, had already conquered the stomachs of the small boats before conquering Wuming's stomach. The small boats surrounded her, chattering and asking her what other delicious food she could cook.

Yixian read out the names of the cakes in a gentle voice, whispering about the flavors and ingredients, causing bursts of exclamations in the boat from time to time.

Wuming watched this scene quietly, which made Yixian feel something. He turned his head and smiled at him, then lifted the long hair by his ears, raised the corners of his lips, and continued chatting with the boats.

There are still a lot of pumpkin pie in the kitchen. Yixian plans to pack them up and send them to his friends, which is also a way to announce his arrival.

Frederick the Great looked at Wuming, then at the gentle Yixian, his expression calm.

The awkward yet normal life in the port area is still going on. An email has been sent to the nameless mailbox, but he has not found it at this moment.

Another online meeting ended. Queen Elizabeth yawned and found a piece of white cloth in front of her. It was the head maid who unfolded the cloth in time to prevent Her Majesty the Queen from making a fool of herself in front of her allies and to block other people's sight.

"Hoo... that's enough, Befa, you don't have to be so serious."

Her Majesty the Queen wiped the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand before muttering softly.

"Excuse me, Your Majesty, but please understand. After all, such a casual attitude will damage the image of our royal family."

The head maid spoke in a calm tone, and reminded the Queen of her appearance.

"Don't worry, I turned off the communication first. Well, I hope tomorrow will come soon. I want to go and see what Befa is like over there. Looking at the photos, they look quite similar."

Her Majesty the Queen spoke casually, then thought of the final result of this meeting and immediately brought up the nature again.

"Please respect yourself, Your Majesty."

The head maid had a look of helplessness on her face and she sighed deeply.

"Your Majesty, even if they are the same, so what? Obviously, I in the port area do not think that the royal family of this world is worthy of her loyalty, otherwise she would have come to the Royal White Tower as soon as possible. Please be prepared for the failure of recruitment."

"Hehe, I have no interest in her. On the contrary, I want to meet the commander of the port area. I am really looking forward to it."

The third person in the room took off his glasses, leaned back, stretched his limbs comfortably, and made a big character on the chair.

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"Your Majesty, the documents have been processed. Please find professionals to send people. I am very troubled by these clerical tasks."

She is petite, just slightly taller than Her Majesty the Queen, with her blonde hair tied into two golden ears. Her purple eyes are filled with fatigue. There is nothing on her left side, but on her right side there is a pile of documents. These documents should have been handed over to Her Majesty the Queen to handle personally, or entrusted by Her Majesty the Queen to her loyal head maid, but they were all handed over to the old lady who had just returned from Warspite on the grounds that she had a meeting and no time, making this battle-savvy ship look like she had no desire to live.

"Hehe, now you understand the troubles coming from the rear, right? In the battles on the front lines, you just need to swing your sword recklessly, but in the rear, anything can happen and you can't rest for even a moment!"

Her Majesty the Queen made a gloating sound, and her war-weary expression became visibly more distressed.

Although he wanted to refute the reckless swing of the sword, Her Majesty the Queen was in high spirits and had no time to listen to the advice of her subjects.

"Oh, by the way, will Frederick the Great from the Iron Blood side go to that port area?"

When Her Majesty the Queen saw that Yan Zhan had a bitter face, she immediately turned around and asked the head maid.

"Probably not. The list of that port does include the Iron Blood battleship Frederick the Great, but the Iron Blood has no intention of making its existence public. We probably won't see two Frederick the Greats."

The head maid thought for a moment and then told the Queen all the information that she had missed while she was in a daze.

"That's fine. At least I can see the two Befas meeting each other. I think it will be very interesting. Hmm."

Her Majesty the Queen's amusing behavior was not at all shy about the people involved. The head maid could only sigh slightly and pray that nothing strange would happen tomorrow.

But then she thought of something and said to Her Majesty the Queen.

"Your Majesty, the Sakura Empire will also be here tomorrow, acting as the flagship --- no, if nothing unexpected happens, it should be officially hers soon. Do you need the information on Akagi now?"

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There may be people in the Royal Fleet who don’t read the ancient military books of Donghuang, but as one of the core elements of modern warfare, intelligence is always the focus of everyone’s attention.

"Hmm, I don't have much impression. The last time was that Amagi, right? And before that it was Nagato. The flagships of the Sakura Empire are changed very quickly, but it's a good thing. The Bismarck is almost impermeable. If the guys from the Iron Bloods can change their prime ministers more frequently, it will be easier for them to infiltrate."

Her Majesty the Queen said casually.

But this is just talk. In fact, the Royal Family, whose national strength is far superior to that of the Red Axis, does not really care who is the flagship. Anyway, as long as the Son of God who can conjure up fish and pancakes with his bare hands does not suddenly appear in the Red Axis, allowing them to obtain wealth and materials out of thin air, and then causing the development of the Royal White Eagle to stagnate for a few decades to give them time to catch up, otherwise it is just a change of flagship, which is no big deal for the current Royal Family.

Chapter 314: Iron Blood List

Wealth, technology, ships.

This is the combat core that belongs unique to this world.

Without money, you can do nothing; without technology, you are like a deaf and blind man on the battlefield.

The insufficient number of ships will be the basic factor in determining the strength of a camp.

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Ten ships are better than seven or eight, as quantity gives birth to quality.

"Then please allow me to tell you the latest information about the Sakura Empire."

Although she didn't think that the Sakura Empire could turn things around, since the head maid had collected the information, Her Majesty the Queen was willing to keep quiet.

The head maid first talked about the relationship between the current flagship of Sakura Empire and Amagi, and then talked about Nagato who always stayed in the shrine and was autistic. Finally, she told Her Majesty the Queen that Sakura Empire was now divided into three factions because of different philosophies...

The more factions there are, the more dispersed the power of Sakura Empire will naturally become, and the more fragmented it will become.

"Well, that's really pitiful, but that means that the Sakura Empire will have at least three ships heading to that port, right?"

After listening to this, Her Majesty the Queen reacted calmly, sighed, and asked this question.

"Your Majesty, according to the investigation, the Kaga is inseparable from the acting flagship. He may follow us here. Of course, there is also the possibility that he will be stationed on the main island of Sakura. After all, Akagi's foundation is not that solid, so it is reasonable to leave a confidant behind."

"That means at least four, right? Very good, then we'll take five of them with us. We can't lose to the Sakura Empire in this regard!"

Her Majesty the Queen suddenly stood up, stretched out her hand high, and pointed in the direction of Sakura Empire with great momentum.

The head maid listened to the Queen's willful voice and looked at War-weary. They could see the helplessness in each other's eyes.

At this time, Tiexue, who had been mentioned by Her Majesty the Queen, was also troubled by the issue of selection.

"Is there something wrong with your sister Tirpitz?"

Secretary ship Prince Eugen asked in surprise.

"No problem, but this trip may lead to a conflict with the Royal Family and the White Eagles, and I don't want Tirpitz to be in danger."

Bismarck's tone was a little hesitant, but he still spoke frankly.

Prince Eugen pressed his forehead and then simply spread his hands.

"So, we need to eliminate Tirpitz first, right?"

"No, I mean, there could be danger."

Bismarck's tone became even more hesitant.

On the one hand, she hoped that her sister could become independent, but on the other hand, she felt uneasy. Caught between the two difficulties, she hesitated again, which made her feel even more guilty towards her sister.

Prince Eugen rolled his eyes.

"Then you take your time to think about it. Frederick the Great's existence has been exposed. Should we continue to hide him, or just take that Qi kid out?"

In the meeting, apart from the bickering that took up 99% of the meeting time, they would occasionally chat about some serious matters, including Saratoga of the White Eagle talking about the iron-blooded Frederick the Great, hoping to bring him over to have a look.

But this was a decisive battle plan of iron and blood, so Bismarck naturally refused it outright, and with amazing acting skills, he asked with an innocent face, what was Frederick the Great?

Even if the trump card is seen, as long as it is not revealed, it is still useful. The fist suspended in the air is the most powerful. If it loses its mystery when it strikes, it will be easy to be strategized and become an ordinary unit.

Therefore, even though Frederick the Great was now ready for battle, Bismarck carefully hid her and did not allow her to leave the Iron Blood port area to avoid being discovered by the Royal and White Eagle people.

As for the Sirens?

Then we can only turn a blind eye.

"No, Frederick the Great still needs training and learning. Let's just let her continue to grow for now."

The imagined Frederick the Great should be a stronger and more outstanding ship than her. As long as this is not achieved that day, it would be as if Frederick the Great has not yet been born.

However, it is still a question of how long such an excuse can fool the Purifiers in the Sirens. Anyway, the price should be delayed as much as possible. If she could beat the Sirens, she would even want to hold a loudspeaker and shout at them: I won’t pay, what can you do to me?

After hearing her cross out two names, Prince Eugen couldn't help biting his fingers and mumbling, "Since these two are not good enough, there won't be many left in the port area. Your choices won't extend to secret laboratories around the world, right?"

The laboratories were nothing, but the secret laboratories were all equipped with Rubik's Cube ships, which were the core technology accumulation of Iron Blood. Mobilizing the persons in charge to come for the meeting would cause some laboratories to shut down.

"No, let's look for it in the port area. In addition to you and me, we need at least two ships. Hmm, can the kid Z23 be transferred over?"

Bismarck whispered to himself.

Bismarck admired Z23's diligence and meticulousness, but since she had no experience in dealing with large situations, he still had doubts about her abilities.

However, although I am a little worried, I still have to keep the name of z23 in my heart as a backup.

The Iron Bloods have a large number of ships, but most of them are small boats or large ships that are close in age to small boats. They are responsible for combat rather than political affairs. There are not many ships as cautious as the Prince Eugen in the Iron Bloods.

"If we really can't find any personnel, how about looking for them among the ships that are still in the port area but are on rest period?"

Prince Eugen thought about it for a moment and then came up with a solution.

For ships, especially Iron Blood ships, work is much busier than that of other factions, even compared with the Sakura Empire. Daily training and combat are part of daily routine. There are also ships on vacation that remain in the port area, so there shouldn't be any major objections to giving them a full day off.

"A resting ship?"

Bismarck thought for a moment.

"That's not it..."

Neither Bismarck nor Prince Eugen said who it was, but they seemed to have vaguely heard a loud sneeze at this moment.

"Ah Qiu!"

In the iron-blooded dormitory, Prince Heinrich rubbed his nose and looked around in surprise. He found that apart from Peter Strasser who was wearing casual clothes and looking at him calmly, there was only Frederick the Great who was flipping through the music score with a serious face.

"Well, I heard someone say that if you sneeze for no reason, then someone must be thinking about me, Peter, admit it, will you?"

Peter Strasser casually lifted the long hair beside his ear and turned his head away without saying a word.

For her, staying underground for several months in a row was a good thing, even if it was just staring at the sun on the ground.

Only Frederick the Great showed a compassionate smile to the two people who still knew nothing.

The previous ones have been reviewed.

As the title says, I don’t know why, so I’ll go ask the group what’s going on when I have time…

Chapter 315: A Little Date with Yixian

In the Azure Route port area, apart from the group of people who were still having their meal, Sirius, who had just returned, could only stand in the corner with a miserable look on his face.

The head maid looked distressed, but Hood, who was beside her, could see Sirius turning his head from time to time to glance at the head maid's reaction, and then his face turned pale with fright at the latter's cold eyes.