Azur Lane: The Azure Life of the Tragic Admiral

It was impossible for him to hide from the hospital doctors and continue to stay in the hospital when he had recovered, and time did not allow him to waste it like that.

"Akashi will definitely not let up when it comes to business. As long as we leave this matter to Shiranui, that's fine."

"Yes, Master."

My Akashi will leave with Yang Sikang, but there are still a few Akashi on Chongying's side.

What Yang Sikang wants is to hand over the transaction to Shiranui, so that he can have the opportunity to contact Shiranui.

Although he never mentioned it, he always cared about what happened at that time.

It would be fine if Kasumi was the only one who fainted after seeing him, but the same thing happened to Shiranui, so it couldn't be considered a coincidence.

He didn't want Belfast and the others to care about these things, but he still wanted to know what Kasumi and Shiranui saw in him.

Belfast stood aside, his eyes unchanged, but he sighed in his heart.

Could she not know what Yang Sikang wanted to do?

But since York City came back from Musashi, this period has been a bit strange.

Belfast discovered it accidentally and asked Hermione to observe more.

After a few days, she was able to determine that something must have happened to Musashi in York City. She was more concerned about Yang Sikang than before, but she did not dare to meet Yang Sikang.

It was just that Bumblebee happened to be awakened, and Yang Sikang himself wanted to leave her alone with Bumblebee, so no one noticed.

Thinking of this, Belfast sighed.

The master has always been shrewd and observed carefully. Although the anomalies in York City were well concealed, Belfast could discover them through Hermione's report, and of course Yang Sikang could also discover them.

When preparing for this matter, Belfast thought about it and found York City first.

"Miss Yorktown."

York City immediately realized that she had something to talk to him.

Although Belfast is always very polite, he does not salute in such a polite manner.

"Bumblebee, go ahead and I'll come over after saying a few words to Miss Belfast."

"Okay~ sister, you have to hurry up."

Bumblebee said hello to Belfast and then hurried away.

When the two came to a deserted place, Belfast asked:

"Did Miss York City have any trouble with Musashi?"

"Sure enough, Miss Belfast, you still found out. You have been taking care of the commander obviously. I thought I could hide it for two more days."

"Miss York City, it doesn't matter if I can find it, but it won't be the case if the master finds it. You should also know that the master has always been very keen."

York City's expression changed slightly, and he shook his head helplessly.

"This matter... is the only thing that cannot be known to the commander."

York City's resolute attitude further confirmed Belfast's concerns.

"Sure enough, does the matter have something to do with the commander?"

York City nodded and said:

"I don't mean to hide it from you, but when I saw that scene, I felt very...desperate. I could feel some changes happening in my body. Fortunately, this ship suit made me recover. reason."

York City unfolded his suit, gently stroked his suit and said:

"Miss Belfast, whether it is a battleship, a cruiser, a destroyer, or an aircraft carrier like me, they all have the Rubik's Cube in their bodies that is the basis of our existence."

Belfast didn't know why York City mentioned this and nodded.

"But you know, I have an extra Rubik's Cube in this suit."

Suddenly a gust of wind blew up, York City raised its hand to the sky, and the carrier-based aircraft flew out silently, light and agile.

After a few turns, the carrier-based aircraft retracted, but York City sighed.

"Belfast, it's not that I want to hide it from you, but if it weren't for this ship uniform, I don't know if I could still be standing here like this. Miss Musashi said that the person who gave me that painting was Siren. But if that’s the case, what should we do?”

Belfast frowned, keenly grasping what York City said.

"A painting?"

"Yes, a painting. I heard that it was painted after Kasumi and Shiranui described what they saw. However, I also saw the painting Ms. Musashi brought out later, but it didn't make me feel anything unusual."

York City smiled to himself, his eyes full of worry.

If Siren could really have such a big impact on her with just one painting, even though she escaped with her ship uniform, what would the others do?

"The master has said before that the actual technological level of the Siren is much stronger than what we know."

Belfast said suddenly, and these words immediately attracted York City's attention.

Seeing York City looking at him, Belfast continued:

"It was just an unintentional chat at that time. I thought the master just wanted to remind us not to let down our guard. Because the master at that time was the most prosperous time in that port area, but not long after that, the high-level plug Ren appeared."

"It has a completely different level of combat power from the previous humanoid sirens. It has extremely high intelligence and can also command other sirens.

But what worried me most at that time was not the high-level sirens, but the ship girls from my master’s past, who also appeared in our world. "

York City recalled the ship girl from the commander's previous world that he had met before, and asked with some confusion:

"Our commander really comes from another world, but although those ship girls look completely different from us, they are not bad, are they?"

York City did not go out of its way to learn about this information, because no one in the fleet had ever taken the initiative to mention it, and when they saw those ship girls from another world, Belfast and the others did not feel any vigilance. Instead, they seemed to be wary of them. They looked very trusting.

"But they are very strong, much stronger than us."

When Belfast said this, his smile became deeper.

York City was thoughtful and asked after thinking for a while:

"So you want to say that Commander..."

A person who owns a fleet composed of extremely powerful ship girls, even if he does not have much combat ability, must be very strong in other aspects.

"Miss York City, if you are worried about something, why don't you talk to the master about it?"

York City was silent for a moment, smiled and shook his head.

"No need, your words have already made me think about a lot of things."

York City looked up at the sky and asked softly:

"When we return to White Eagle, I will have something to do."

Chapter 349 Sketch in the Bedroom

In the bedroom, Yang Sikang was leaning on the bed, holding a pencil in his hand and drawing lines on the drawing board in front of him.

He returned to his residence, but he still had nothing to do, which made Yang Sikang suddenly feel uncomfortable.

Ever since I came to Chongying, although I have been more leisurely at times, I still have a goal and some things that have not yet been completed.

But it was different now, he really had nothing to do now.

The purpose of coming to Chongsakura has basically been completed. There is nothing missing except for the ship girl who has not yet built Chongsakura.

Although there is a lack of communication with some ship girls who have impressed me in the past, there is nothing I can do about it.

Things have to come little by little, and if you take more than you can chew, you will bite off more than you can chew.

Especially when it comes to shipgirls.

This left him with nothing to do now, and after thinking about it, Yang Sikang decided to record some of his thoughts and future plans first.

But while he was drawing, Yang Sikang suddenly stopped writing.

An eraser was handed over from the side. Yang Sikang took the eraser from Sirius's hand and erased the lines he had just drawn, but he still did not continue drawing.

"Is there anything you may need, my proud master."

Sirius's voice brought Yang Sikang back to his senses. He shook his head and handed the eraser to Sirius.

"It suddenly occurred to me that the plans I had prepared in advance never seemed to be completed exactly as I expected. So I was wondering if I was cursed by something strange? Why does it happen every time?"

Yang Sikang frowned and thought about it but couldn't figure it out. He sighed helplessly:

"It shouldn't be. Every time I make a plan, I think about it carefully and take into account almost all possibilities. I also discuss it repeatedly with Belfast and the others. How come it doesn't go as I expected every time? ?”

Sirius didn't know what to say next to her. After all, there didn't seem to be anything abnormal about this kind of thing to her, right?

However, Sirius still thought about it seriously and said:

"Master, do you want to visit the divine son in Chongying? I heard that there is a sacred tree in Chongying, and it seems to be very efficacious."

Yang Sikang looked over strangely, but he was relieved when he thought that Sirius probably didn't care about the identity of the Son of God.

He shook his head and said casually:

"No need, the sacred tree won't let me pass. And to pray to the sacred tree, I might as well learn to take revenge and carry a wooden carving of Elizabeth with me."

As the saying goes, the speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention.

Yang Sikang just heard this topic and subconsciously thought of the aircraft carrier of the writing nun in the game, pronounced as Succubus, and then naturally thought of her amazing operations.

He didn't expect that Sirius would really listen and actually plan to make a wooden sculpture of Elizabeth.

"By the way, Sirius, bring me my picture album."

"Yes, Master."

Sirius came to the bookshelf, pulled out a picture album with ease, walked to the bedside and handed it to Yang Sikang.

The picture album was opened, and there were sketches of ship girls on it, and some even included pictures of part of the ship's outfit.

Turning it over, the reverse side shows the data of the historical ship corresponding to the portrait, as well as some information such as the time, location, ship modifications and other information marked on it.

Seeing such content, Sirius still didn't change much. After all, in their eyes, this was already a normal thing.

Whenever Yang Sikang suddenly thinks of something or suddenly has some ideas, he will take out the picture album and add or delete some content from it.

Compared to the content in the album, she was more curious about what she would look like if she were drawn in the album.

Sirius had heard Javelin mention that Yang Sikang had drawn her on paper, but that was not preserved.

Yang Sikang had just added a few pieces of data that came to mind when he turned around and saw Sirius looking straight at the album in his hand.

Due to his sudden interest, Yang Sikang saw that Sirius was distracted, so he changed back to the previous drawing board and began to outline the lines briskly.

About ten minutes later, Yang Sikang looked at his work with satisfaction and nodded.

"Sirius."

As soon as Yang Sikang shouted, Sirius's eyes immediately refocused.

"Owner."

"Look at this, how about it?"

Yang Sikang turned the drawing board to face Sirius as he spoke.

Sirius' eyes widened when he saw the sketch above.

Yang Sikang did not draw according to the vertical drawing in the game in his memory, but simply drew Sirius who was distracted just now.

So when Sirius saw it, he immediately blushed.

"No, I'm so sorry, my proud master."

Sirius was about to apologize, but Yang Sikang suddenly handed over the drawing board.

Sirius had to catch the drawing board first, and Yang Sikang took the opportunity to say:

"There is nothing to apologize for, Sirius. This is a gift for you, although it is a bit shabby. I will paint you a better picture next time."

Sirius quickly and carefully took the paper off the drawing board, replaced it with new paper and returned it to Yang Sikang.

"Eh?! Did the Commander draw a portrait of Sirius?!"

Javelin suddenly poked his head out from the door of the room and looked at Sirius with excitement.

Sirius hurriedly put the painting into the ship's space, but this action also made Javelin confirm that she heard correctly.

"Commander, Commander, I want a portrait too!"