Come and connect with me!

Bismarck always maintained absolute initiative in the face of the two Iris ships. She did not speak, and waited until Clemenceau closed his mouth again in anger before continuing.

"Cooperating with Iron Blood, you should be very interested in this kind of ship equipment, right?"

Chapter 1034 Dragon Palace City

"drop!"

The slight sound of the light screen disappearing brought silence back to Iris's room. A moment later, Clemenceau's whisper was heard.

"Who does she think she is? Our emperor? She's so arrogant!"

Richelieu looked at his sister with a little worry. The third sister, who also had long golden hair but was taller, had always been the calmest among the sisters. She had almost never seen Clemenceau's emotions fluctuate. But today, after being shrouded in Bismarck's contemptuous gaze, Clemenceau's expression management seemed a little inadequate.

Even though she was still smiling, her unconsciously clenched fists and eyes without a smile told everyone around her that she was in a bad mood at the moment.

"Keep calm, Clemenceau."

The Archbishop, on the contrary, showed a different level of competence than usual at this moment. She stretched out her hand and gently squeezed Clemenceau's slightly cold palm.

"She just wanted to irritate you. Judging from the results, we are not at a disadvantage. A complete Iris has the power to make Bismarck look at her differently. Judging from her performance, her contact with us is not a whim. From the moment Prince Eugen came to Iris, this cooperation was inevitable."

Richelieu's words made Clemenceau feel obviously better, and Jean Bart, who was off-camera, also spoke up at this moment.

"Bismarck is a very dangerous guy. In a sense, I would rather be an enemy of Enterprise than fight her. Clemenceau, you don't have to be too angry. I have had a lot of contact with her. She is very good at creating advantages. Staying calm is a powerful weapon against her."

Although Bismarck was an extremely rational guy.

Swallowing these words silently, Jean Bart stretched out his hand somewhat uncomfortably and patted Clemenceau's shoulder.

"Thank you. I'll go to the range and relax a bit. This will be over soon."

Clemenceau smiled and broke free from the hands of the two sisters, feeling quite at a loss.

Jean Bart and Richelieu looked at each other and neither of them exposed the matter. As for the younger sister who was bigger than her two older sisters, if she went to the shooting range, she would probably practice shooting at Bismarck's portrait. Otherwise, this matter would not be over so quickly.

"Just, Barr, do you think there is a problem with Bismarck's cooperation plan?"

Unlike Clemenceau's impatient behavior, Jean Bart seemed to always be in conflict with her, but in fact he trusted Richelieu more. During this long-distance communication, he remained silent. Even though Bismarck's words were still sharp afterwards, he never thought of standing up with her to resist the pressure from Bismarck.

"We will consider Bismarck's conditions after receiving the royal communication. Before that, we will wait and see."

The Iron Bloods and Iris alone seem to be weak when facing either the Royal Family or the White Eagles. However, this reason alone does not convince everyone in Iris to be tied together with the Iron Bloods. In the end, it depends on the weight of the bargaining chips given by the two parties.

Richelieu nodded slowly. At this moment, Jean Bart's expression changed and he took out a communicator from his waist. There was a slight beeping sound coming from it. Clemenceau let out a light exclamation and laughed.

"Isn't this a coincidence?"

There was a familiar name on the communicator.

"drop!"

A light screen projected a royal lady. She held her chest and bowed slightly. When she raised her head again, a confident smile appeared on her face.

"Good day, everyone. Do you have time to chat?"

At the same time, in the Shrine Palace on the mountains of the Sakura Islands, Nagato still kept his eyes closed, sitting opposite the sacred tree.

"Nagato-sama, Nagato-sama, this is incredible!"

Tap, tap, tap. The wooden clogs made crisp sounds in the aisle, and the sound was getting closer and closer.

"Stop ahead, mountain city."

An unsheathed samurai sword was placed across her body, just in front of the biological armor, causing the reckless red witch to scream in pain.

"Hiss... chest tightness, chest tightness!"

Yamashiro quickly retreated, carefully rubbing the curved shield, making the face of the blocker in his way even uglier.

"Tell me if you have anything to say, don't yell in front of the emperor!"

Jiang Feng shook his ears and said with a surprised look on his face.

"I'm sorry, Jiang Feng, but Lord Akagi said he was going to uncover the seal of Ryugu Castle, and Sister Fuso asked me to tell His Highness the Son of God as soon as possible!"

Yamashiro said with a bitter face that this matter was indeed a very serious matter. As a place for cultivating decisive battle weapons, Ryugu Castle was named after the mythology and was the residence of the Dragon God of the Sea. It embodied the major plans of the Sakura Empire. In theory, it should be able to give birth to a super ship that could succeed the name of the god. It was one of the means to deal with external threats. It was actually activated by Akagi at this time, which made Fuso quite uneasy.

"Hold on."

Jiang Feng walked into the Goddess' Palace silently. After a moment, she was obviously much more depressed.

"Please go back. Nagato-sama said that now is the time for Akagi-sama to be the flagship. Everything in the Sakura Empire should be used by her."

Shancheng let out a disappointed sigh and spoke in a low voice.

"Why is this happening......"

"but!"

Jiang Feng interrupted with a dark face.

"Nagato-sama also said, please tell Lady Chicheng that it is not the best time for the man in Ryugu Castle to show up. I hope she will carefully consider the pros and cons."

"Oh, then let's go first!"

Shancheng nodded, and the bell on her side swayed along with the biological armor.

"take care."

After Jiang Feng finished speaking, he immediately sat down upright and spoke with a cold expression.

"Tap tap tap."

The footsteps gradually faded away, then gradually approached. Jiang Feng looked up and saw the reckless witch struggling to take out a square box from her sleeve and handing it to her.

"I almost forgot about this. It's a snack made by Sister Fuso. Please accept it."

"........Um, thank you very much."

"Yeah, well, then, we're really done this time!"

The priestess, who had recovered her strength, rushed out again with stomping steps, which made Jiang Feng look in the direction of the Palace of the Goddess with a little worry. In the end, he couldn't help but mutter.

"Don't make such a loud noise..."

As she said this, a moment later, the lunch box was opened and Jiang Feng's joyful whispers were heard in the wind.

"So sweet!"

Not long after, Akagi received the reply and smiled slightly, his eyes swept across a few helpless faces.

"Nagato-sama has not objected. Do you have anything else to say?"

At this moment, on the dock of the main island of Sakura City, Akagi stood leisurely, followed closely by a white fox. There was a hint of pride in her wine-red eyes, leaving the people around her speechless.

"Very good, then, Shimakaze, come with me to open the seal of Ryugu Castle!"

Chapter 1035: Sneeze (Part 1)

port area.

"Oh, I see. So what are your plans?"

Wuming looked at Prince Eugen on the light screen. A few hours after they separated, the iron-blooded ship girl in front of him contacted him again. After telling him about her experiences during this period, she did not forget to mention that this was Bismarck's intention.

"Well, we're still discussing it. This is something she needs to consider. The secret to keeping a good mood is to not think about anything other than your duties, so I can't be sure what the next step will be yet."

Prince Eugen on the other end raised his head and looked into the distance. At this moment, Bismarck's negotiations were coming to an end. Her eyes were not so aggressive, but her words always gave people a sense of danger that hit the vital points. Compared with her, it would be difficult for the Iris flagship on the other side of the light screen to gain enough initiative.

"That's fine too. Just give me a result when the time comes. Miss Prince Eugen, take a good rest when you return to Iron Blood."

Wuming could imagine the story that would follow, which was nothing more than the research and competition around these ship equipment. As equipment provided to Iron Blood, these ship equipment certainly had no restrictions and anyone who picked them up could use them. Iron Blood and Iris certainly could not turn a blind eye to this.

When Prince Eugen heard Wuming's words, he raised his eyebrows and pointed at his own face and asked.

"Do I look tired?"

"No, it's simply because I know what you look like when you're not tired, and I can infer that you should be a little tired now."

Wuming shrugged, picked up the glass of water on the table and took a sip.

"What a universal explanation, Mr. Wuming."

Prince Eugen clicked his tongue and was about to say goodbye, but at this moment, a plain hand came into their sight, along with a clear voice.

"Don't end the communication, Eugen."

"Yes, yes, you are the boss."

Prince Eugen agreed first, then looked at Wuming with a questioning look.

"It is also my great wish to meet His Excellency Bismarck."

Wuming smiled, and Prince Eugen opposite him grinned. Then the camera turned, and a blonde and capable woman came into Wuming's sight.

Deep blue eyes, long hair as bright as gold pressed under the black brim of the hat, and a equally black military uniform wrapped around her voluptuous figure that was no less attractive than anyone else's. However, unlike anyone Wuming had ever seen, Bismarck always pursed her lips, with a look of distrust in her eyes, as if there was nothing in this world worth her believing for no reason.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Wuming."

Bismarck had just finished talking with Iris's flagship, but he had no time to start meeting with Wuming.

"Eugen told me a lot about you, but it's not convenient to discuss many things with you here. If possible, can you give me some time to go back to the office?"

Wuming looked at the background behind Bismarck, where there were iron-blooded ships in twos and threes. Some were looking straight ahead, while others were looking in the direction curiously. Considering that the matter of the Siren was not suitable to be told to everyone, Wuming nodded in understanding.

"Of course. I'm free now, until noon."

"Great, see you in five minutes then."

Bismarck arranged the schedule for Wuming in a matter-of-fact tone, and the latter did not object, as he was qualified to be tolerant.

After Bismarck said this, the communicator returned to Prince Eugen's hands.

"That's just how she is, but she doesn't mean any harm."

Prince Eugen defended his boss.

"It's okay, I'm not angry, but Bismarck is really hardworking. How can she do so much by herself in Iron Blood?"

"Who says it's not true? Sometimes I also think that she should get along with Her Majesty the Queen. If she learns to relax and Her Majesty the Queen works harder, then it will be perfect."

Prince Eugen said this and asked while picking up the communicator.

"Do you want to see my face that you are probably tired of seeing, or do you want to free my hands and let you see the iron-blooded scenery."

Bismarck said five minutes later, and that was five minutes later. Prince Eugen certainly couldn't let Wuming just stare at the air stupidly, so he temporarily acted as a tour guide.

"In order to relax you, you should enjoy the scenery. I want to make it clear that I am not tired of looking at your face. Besides, regardless of whether Bismarck is relaxing or not, if the royal Elizabeth really becomes diligent, your iron-blooded days will probably be difficult."

"Haha, my back is a little numb from what you said, in every sense of the word."

Prince Eugen laughed dryly, his tone a little unnatural, and he had not yet developed a resistance to sweet talk.

As she said this, she fixed the camera to her shoulder, removing the light screen, allowing Wuming to have a clear view of the Iron Blood port, but she could only hear Wuming's words and could not see his face.

Before he got the plug-in, he had always lived in the White Eagle Federation. His knowledge of other factions was limited to what he learned on the Internet. At best, it was a pile of various stereotypes, such as the Iron Blood faction was full of robots and the Sakura Empire was full of small animals. However, this Iron Blood port really perfectly met all the stereotypes about Iron Blood.

The ground is filled with metallic texture, and there is a dull sound when walking on it. The drones in the air are constantly patrolling the surroundings. They are also square-shaped dark red metal blocks. Probably to welcome Prince Eugen and these ship equipment, this large port has been cleared, and only the Rubik's Cube ships are guarding it. Bismarck is counting the ship equipment with several ships with their backs to the camera, and at the same time transferring these folded equipment to a safer place for research.

"This is the Iron Blood GE151 port. It's not open to the public, so there's not much to see. In fact, the civilian ports are pretty good. After all, efficiency is the most important thing here."

Prince Eugen had probably never been a tour guide before, so his introduction was rather dry.

"But the building materials here are very strong and can withstand high temperatures and physical shocks. But the downside is that it will have a hard time dealing with low temperatures... Uh, forget what I said."

She was halfway through her speech when she suddenly stopped in distress. After all, there wasn't really much to say here. The only thing that could be said about the military facilities seemed to be that they were sturdy and durable.

"Eugen, what are you doing?"

Prince Eugen was having an awkward conversation when suddenly a figure entered Wuming's sight.

"Tirpitz?"

Prince Eugen froze. Although it was usually quite interesting to chat with her, the communication was still open. God knew what this Wuming guy thought of Tirpitz.

"It's me, no need to say my name."

Tirpitz crossed his arms and asked with an expression that showed no emotion.

"Do you have time, Eugen, for a chat?"

Prince Eugen opened his mouth and was about to explain when he heard Wuming's voice.

"I'm afraid Eugen doesn't have time to chat with you right now. In a few minutes, she has to go to the office with Bismarck. By the way, my name is Wuming. I'll just be considered a guest who's not here."