Come and connect with me!

"Then I'll wait outside the door. If possible, I'd like to go with you to meet the partner who is coming back today."

"Well, I got it."

The head maid tilted her head in boredom, then suddenly looked at Wuming and said.

"Master, when will Befa be able to enjoy such favoritism?"

Staying outside the door meant that she couldn't make too much noise if a fight broke out. In a sense, it was like telling her that she needed to exercise restraint, which made the head maid a little dissatisfied.

Wuming spread his hands and said helplessly.

"After all, Befa has never made a mistake. Everyone is relying on Befa. It would be difficult for Befa to meet the prerequisite of being favored."

Always organized and calm in everything she does, the perfect head maid Belfast is such a character with no faults to be found.

"Hmm, in the master's mind, the image of Befa seems to be different from what he thought."

She opened her mouth, looking a little amused.

In this world, or any world where humans exist or are dominated by human thinking, it is often the weak who are subject to more implicit biases, and the same is true for Hong Kong. In a sense, it is equivalent to saying that she is too strong.

"Well, how about trying to act like a spoiled child once in a while?"

Wuming winked at the head maid, who chuckled. Then she looked at Marco Polo who was still winking at her complacently, and her anger didn't seem so strong anymore.

"Haha, then, Befa will go out first, master."

Having said this, she curled the corners of her mouth and turned away.

Looking at the head maid's back, Marco Polo snorted, his nose almost turned up to the sky.

"That's all. You're even weaker than I thought... Ouch!"

Wuming hit the Pope on the head in annoyance, causing her to scream in pain. Although it didn't hurt, she still screamed out.

"Be rational, seriously, if you keep on being like this, how are you going to get along with everyone?"

Wuming looked at Marco Polo who was holding his head deliberately. Although it was she who was hit, it was obvious that Wuming's head hurt more.

"Befa is considered to be good-tempered."

No matter what Belfast thinks in her heart, judging from her appearance, she is indeed a gentle maid who rarely gets angry, is always polite, has never lost her temper, and has never had a major conflict with anyone. But even she was quickly angered by Marco Polo. If you think about it this way, when facing those ship girls with distinct personalities but who are more extroverted, this female pope will probably suffer more setbacks.

"She is different. I still know my limits."

Of course, he couldn't tell Wuming about being blocked at the church door and threatened. He could only stiffen his neck and speak confidently under Wuming's suspicious gaze.

"Anyway, you can rest assured!"

As he spoke, Marco Polo clenched his left hand tightly, fearing that Wuming would take the ring back.

"Hey...Would you like to accompany me to greet our new friends?"

Although he was distressed, Wuming still invited him as usual.

"Of course, I won't miss this show."

Marco Polo raised the corner of his mouth, put his hand around Wuming's arm, and embedded his arm into the biological armor.

Wuming shook his head and took her out anyway.

Downstairs in the command room, the head maid was waiting. She glanced at Marco Polo, who bared his teeth at her, causing her to roll her eyes silently.

But after rolling her eyes, the head maid still asked.

"Is today's lunch the same as yesterday's?"

"Let's keep it as it is."

Wuming thought about it for a moment and immediately answered.

A normal lunch was nothing more than welcoming the return of new companions, but the difference was naturally because of Marco Polo. Getting the ring was certainly a good thing, but this guy was prone to showing off, especially at noon when the port cafeteria had the most people in the day. God knows if she would suddenly want to make a big news and announce something in front of everyone, and what the consequences would be. At least Wuming didn't want to know. After all, explosions should be limited to the command room. If the cafeteria exploded as well, I'm afraid they would really not be able to eat.

As Wuming thought so, he did not forget to reach out to hold the head maid's hand. After the latter dodged several times, Wuming still held her firmly. Wuming's warm and dry palm held the head maid's slightly cold five fingers together, and she also moved closer little by little as she walked.

Chapter 1,040: The Demonic Royal Maid Appears!

Azur Lane port area, port.

The faction logo on the dock door was spinning rapidly. When Wuming and the other two arrived here, the speed had slowed down to a level where the faction icons could be recognized.

But this time, the protagonist changed from an unknown person to a female pope.

"What's that in your hand?"

Even after rubbing her eyes, Fubuki still found it incredible.

"You were the first?"

This is the lost Mainz.

"We are protesting against this shady behavior. Commander, when will we give you a fixed standard?"

This is Soviet Russia, which is shouting loudly.

"Everyone calm down. If you are as good as me, you can have your own ring."

Marco Polo said this in a pretentious manner, his mouth corners almost unable to close.

Wuming silently pulled the head maid aside, his eyes wandering.

Some people really can't stop her from committing suicide.

As expected, just as Marco Polo reacted, he saw the crowd surrounding him, all with unfriendly eyes. Compared to the head maid who remained restrained in the command room before, these ship girls did not have such patience to wait for her to say "but".

"Wait, wait, calm down first, we have something to talk about...Aiya, help!"

A burst of rumbling footsteps passed by, and Marco Polo was drowned by the figures of the angry ship girls. In the chaotic scene, Wuming watched the Pope fleeing from the edge of the crowd in dishevel, but was grabbed by the alert ship girl and thrown back in.

"Pity."

The head maid was speaking sarcastically at the side.

"I originally wanted to see Mrs. Frederick teach her a lesson, but I didn't expect it to be triggered in advance. I'm afraid she won't be so interesting when she meets Mrs. Frederick."

Wuming didn't say anything, but just thought that Marco Polo would probably learn from his mistakes... maybe.

Without thinking too much, Wuming could only sigh inwardly as he watched the palm of his hand being beaten violently.

"It's almost time, Master."

While the head maid was giggling, she also did not forget to keep an eye on the direction of the port. When she saw the changes in the movement of the dock door, she reminded softly.

"It's time to go meet new companions."

Wuming nodded and walked towards the port.

It was quite quiet here at the moment. Only the ship girls who didn't go to beat Marco Polo were talking in twos and threes in a row. They occasionally glanced in the direction of the dock gate. Compared with the number of people before, it was far less. Maybe this female pope was more talented in angering the public than she thought.

On the dock door, the five-petal cherry blossoms slowly became clearer. Wuming tilted his head and watched the dock door slowly open. Mist filled the air, surrounding the door. A straight line of light gradually lit up, and within the mist, the outline of a human figure had quietly appeared.

It was a girl with her hands clasped together. Her clothes seemed to be a bit like a royal maid outfit. Her head had sharp horns similar to Noshiro's. Her style was so diverse that Wuming had to raise his head and take another look at the dock door to make sure that the cherry blossoms on it had not turned into a lion's head before he continued looking.

The royal maid of the ghost clan looked around for a while, and after a moment, she finally saw Wuming's figure. She immediately walked towards Wuming without hesitation and quickly left the range of the mist.

"Ugh."

The person who came first sighed, then walked towards Wuming.

"Commander, I thought the port would vibrate a little, but there was no reaction at all. As expected, there is a high wall between rare and super rare items."

Wuming's eyebrows twitched when he heard this. He stared at the girl in front of him for a moment and then spoke seriously.

"You are, electric, right!"

"It's thunder! Even if it's blue quality, you have to remember the name well!"

Lei, the elder sister of the Thunder and Lightning sisters, is a red-haired demon. If we have to describe her characteristics, besides always being tied to her younger sister, Lightning, she is...

"I just always like to say things that break the fourth wall. Alas, I always feel that knowing too much may not necessarily make you happy."

Lei stretched out his hand and shook his red hair, then said to Wuming with a sad face.

"The one with red hair, demon horns, and who complains the most is the elder sister Lei. On the contrary, the one who talks less is the younger sister Dian, Commander."

Wuming tilted his head, puzzled.

"What's up with you suddenly using an introductory tone? You're obviously not even on my phone right now."

Lei glanced at Wuming and spoke.

"If you think of the phone as a small box, then the commander is just a bigger box. In essence, there is no difference. Well, it's better to say that the commander and Lei are in a big phone together, rather than Lei not being in a small phone."

Wuming pressed his forehead and said with dead eyes.

"Don't say such terrible things casually. I am not interested in nihilism, and I don't want to know any true or false conjectures."

As he said this, Wuming reached out and touched Lei's head. Just as it looked, the red-haired sister's hair was soft and smooth, and felt like a piece of fine satin.

"At least now, you can't stand between me and the screen!"

"Hey, it appears, the harem man's sweet declaration!"

Lei looked as if he had expected it.

"But there's nothing I can do. After all, I was forced to go out by the impatient Commander after I had accumulated 90 points of favorability while sitting in the secretary position. I have already accumulated 100 points of favorability. According to the settings, I can't refuse the Commander. However, Lei will try to think of more special voice lines for high favorability. Please look forward to it, Commander."

When she said this, Wuming was very upset.

"Okay, I know you know everything."

Kancolle is a good Kancolle, but she always says that one thing that makes Wuming feel uneasy. He has the illusion that he has become some two-dimensional character. I didn't know it before because the Tucao role didn't come.

"So what's going on now? Commander, have we been pulled out again?"

Lei looked around, then turned his head to look at the gold around him, especially the door of the dock where he came out, and looked at it carefully for a long time.

"Half and half. The dock is frozen. Two can be unfrozen every day, but it's random. You can call it a card draw."

"It sounds like a messed up third-rate novel setting. Hmm, but the Commander looks like the male protagonist of a harem novel. We will definitely meet an enemy with the appearance of a beautiful girl in the end, and will be convinced by the Commander's rhetoric and be taken into the port area."

Lei Youyou said.

"You...never mind. Anyway, welcome back, Lei-chan."

Even though she was a weird and somewhat strange girl, Wuming was still happy that one more ship girl could return to the port area.

Lei tilted his head and reminded calmly.

"Commander, the upper limit of [Love]'s favorability is 100, but if you spend money, you can unlock more voice lines."

Chapter 1041: Reckless Sister

Ah this.

Wuming opened his mouth and couldn't help but ask.

"By the way, has anyone ever told you that Lei-chan's words are actually out of line?"

"Yes, but please consider this as a cute point, Commander."

Lei said this and pointed in the direction of some noisy scene.

"Commander, what's that over there? It looks so lively."

Wuming picked his ears and said calmly.

"Marco Polo has been defeated again. That's it in a nutshell."

Lei said "oh" and muttered to himself in distress.

"Then I won't go to see it. But Commander, how many people are there in the port area now? Don't look at me saying this, but I'm actually quite afraid of loneliness."

When Wuming guessed, he called her electric, so it was obvious that her sister did not come out of the gashapon machine.

"Yes, so please tell Lei how many sisters there are from the Sakura Empire in Minato."

Wuming blinked and looked at the red-haired girl opposite him who was talking seriously to the air. He looked around but didn't see anything. He couldn't help feeling a little creepy, as if he was watching a horror movie.

"Noshiro, Akashi and the others are here... But who are you talking to?"

"It's probably something like a narration. Alas, Commander can't hear it. If it's hard to understand, please treat this as Lei's [cute point]."