It's normal for MC Creator to have a wife in every different world.

Musashi dragged out the words and spoke meaningfully to others.

But no one answered her.

Because this group of people are either rational (Beffa, War-weary, Yorktown, Yixian), or don't understand (Enterprise, Pinghai), or are even more shy than Jean Bart himself (Unicorn, Ninghai), so it is impossible for them to rush up and interrupt Gong Qu's psychological counseling for his ship girls like Taihou or Akagi did.

There was no other way. With nothing fun to watch, Miss Musashi had to join the OMO army and watch the three people touring in the sea of ​​flowers.

......

"How was the situation in the harbor while I was away?"

"Everyone was in a panic at first, and there was a disagreement about who should lead the port area. As a result, as you can see, the Iron Bloods, the Northern Alliance, and the Sakura Empire all returned to their own ports."

"What about you?"

"us?"

"When three forces, Liberty Iris and the Vichy Church, left, you, who have equally distinct personalities, stayed. Didn't you have even the slightest bit of unpleasantness?"

White Eagle, the royal family's staunch ally.

Donghuang is from another world line (guided-drive, 055 large destroyer, modernization transformation), and has its own system with extensive friends.

The situation is very embarrassing for Free Iris and the Vichy Church. Because of their internal problems, the whole world was plunged into crisis (main chapter, not explained in detail), which caused their allies' trust in them to drop significantly.

Therefore, when coming to greet the commander this time, the flagship of Liberty Iris, Richelieu, was "detained" in the port area, and only the flagship of the Vichy Church, Jean Bart, was sent over.

The above are all what Joan of Arc thought Gong Qu had seen through, so she lowered her head in shame.

"I'm sorry Commander, I can explain this matter, actually-"

"That woman volunteered!"

Jean Bart showed a look of disappointment: "No need to fight for anything (favor), put yourself down and serve the port district, and through various efforts, regain the trust of the port district in Iris little by little."

"How ridiculous! When did the Iris Theocracy fall to the point where they have to depend on others to survive?"

Joan of Arc's face turned pale and she turned to look at Gong Qu, afraid to see emotions such as disgust and pity in the other's eyes.

However, no.

There was no disgust at Jean Bart's complaints, nor any sympathy for their difficult situation.

There is only a feeling that she can't explain clearly, but can name it, love.

Gong Qu gently placed his hands on their heads.

"Do you know why I brought you to this park?"

"No... don't know."

Jean Bart was stunned and had no idea why Gong Qu would ask such a question.

Gong Qu smiled, squatted down and plucked a flower from the ground: "This is a spring flower."

Then he called another one from a distance: "This is for summer."

Then comes autumn and winter.

Flowers from all seasons were woven into a wreath and worn on Jean Bart's head.

"How is it? What do you think?"

Jean Bart frowned and said, "Are you trying to say that our camp is like the different seasons of the year. Although we have never intersected with each other in reality, we can achieve a harmonious coexistence under the great power of the commander?"

"No, think again."

Joan of Arc helped: "Even flowers from different seasons can be made into a beautiful wreath after careful weaving. Is this a call for us to unite?"

"Very close."

Still not right?

Jean Bart and Joan of Arc looked at each other and shook their heads.

Gong Qu hugged Jean Bart and gave him a kiss: "My wife is so beautiful!"

Jean Bart blushed for a moment, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "No...no more?"

"That's all! Actually, I just wanted you two to give us your opinions. Honey, do you think this looks good on you?"

"But you just asked us about the conflicts between the Iris Theocracy and the port area. I thought..."

"Why... You're thinking too much! Jeanne, let me ask you a question. Who are you to me?"

Jeanne subconsciously touched the ring of her vow: "Um...wife, wife."

"Well, before you became my wife, you were a ship girl belonging to Free Iris, so what does Free Iris mean to you?"

“It’s probably my hometown.”

"Isn't this the end?"

"what?"

Joan of Arc said that her little brain was about to burn, and she still didn't understand the commander's logic.

Gong Qu held the two of them in his arms, and his mental network stretched their vision to an extremely high and distant place, until the entire port area was within his sight.

【Gong Qu: Don’t you understand yet? The White Eagles, the Royal Family, the Sakura Empire, the Eastern Empire... and so on, all these forces are just the past tense. Here you only have one identity, my ship girl, my wife;

Here, your former camp is just a style, a culture, just like a season in a garden. The cultural style is there, and you are the ones who appreciate the flowers, so please don’t let their appearance drive your emotions;

In fact, the York City people who are tired of war have already understood this matter, including Richelieu. They all know that if I am not there, the world will return to the theme of war; if I am there, the world will become a big family. The ones who really don’t understand it are the other people in the Iris Theocracy represented by you two~]

At this moment, Jean Bart and Joan of Arc both felt a surge of emotion rising from their chests.

Sadness, joy, excitement...love.

"This sea of ​​flowers is nice. Even ladies wouldn't be picky about it. So, are you two ladies willing to give your first kiss here?"

Joan of Arc did not say anything, but shyly raised her swan-like neck and pouted her little mouth slightly.

Jean Bart did not move much, but he closed his eyes, waiting for the emperor's favor.

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362 The Royal Maids Get First

There is an art to tasting a girl's red lips.

As a gardener who has tasted all kinds of flowers, Gong Qu knows how to treat different delicate flowers.

Joan of Arc, as her name suggests, is a girl as pure and lovely as a golden iris.

Beneath the seemingly weak appearance lies an extremely strong will.

Therefore, when tasting this delicate flower, you need to act a little tougher, as if a pure saint girl is resisting the invasion of the devil.

Appropriate possession can stimulate her sense of self-defense, making the dull game of exchanging saliva more interesting.

......

"Commander, are you a little too skilled?"

The saint girl complained like she was acting spoiled.

"If you want to experience the feeling of having your tongue bitten, I think I can give it to you."

Gong Qu tucked Joan of Arc's messy bangs behind her ears and captured that little mouth for the second time, but was pushed away by Joan of Arc in less than ten seconds.

Obviously, becoming "unfamiliar" all of a sudden made people feel uncomfortable.

So Gong Qu smiled and performed a hat trick.

Joan of Arc didn't say anything more about familiarity or not. Just resisting the pleasure of being on the verge of depravity had already consumed all her energy.

A few minutes later.

Joan of Arc, who was a little dazed, leaned against the tree. Gong Qu then put his hand on Jean Bart's long ponytail and gently stroked it to relieve the girl's nervousness.

"You've been waiting for a long time."

"Not too long."

"Does Jean Bart want me to be more skilled or less skilled?"

"I want you to..."

Let Barr open his eyes: "Be more aggressive."

Gong Qu smiled slightly.

This is a case of running into a hardliner.

That’s right, if you work as a gardener for a long time, you will occasionally encounter roses with thorns.

When faced with these flowers that want to kill the gardener, Gong Qu's usual way of dealing with them is to confront them head-on!

Turn on the two-way 5x sensitivity to determine family status through extreme offense and defense.

At this moment it is no longer a simple kiss, but a game in which whoever makes the other person ascend to heaven first wins!

So next, Joan of Arc saw a scene that surpassed her own worldview.

Joan of Arc: It was just a kiss, why did you use physical force?

Jeanne: Forget about the violence, but what about your clothes? At least put on some clothes!

Joan of Arc: Wow~ I always feel like I've missed something. Is it too late for me to become a pirate now?

Don't talk about Joan of Arc at this time.

Those who were watching the show and did not respond to Musashi's teasing began to regret it.

Because they discovered that in addition to the realistic side of their commander who is handsome, reliable and powerful, there is also a sensual side that almost every ship girl has privately fantasized about.

He is the kind of commander who can really "fight" with ship girls anytime and anywhere, and he has a lot of seeds!

Belfast secretly glanced at her sister Sirius.

Sirius nodded his acknowledgement.

Plan A is cancelled, and the Royal Maid Plan B will be implemented!

......

After resolving the knot between Joan of Arc and Jean Bart, Gong Qu led the ship girls towards the core area of ​​the entire Crescent Bay port area.

Soon after, in front of a building with a blue anchor logo.

"Welcome home, Commander."

As soon as they reached the door, a girl with long blue hair came out from the gate room and greeted everyone.

It was Ibuki who was the gatekeeper of the Navy Headquarters Building.

"I'm back, Ibuki, is anyone upstairs now?"

"Except for sister Tiancheng, no one else is here. After all, everyone thought that you would be 'outside' for the next two days and would not come back."

Knowing that I won't come back but still guarding the door here, little Ibuki is really cute in a silly way.

Gong Qu pinched the pair of small horns on her head.

Ibuki smiled, then noticed behind Gong Qu.

They were a group of ship girl sisters whose temperament and style were obviously different from those of the Sakura Empire.

Strange, didn't Akashi say that it would take the commander two full days to get to Dagang District? How come he only took half a day to pick him up?

"It's been a long time since we last met. Hello, Miss Ibuki."

Belfast, the perfect head maid following behind Gong Qu, greeted Ibuki gracefully.

"Ah, you are very kind, Miss Belfast."

"No, no, as the commander's personal maid group, we were derelict in our duty for not being able to reach him when he returned to the world. All the members of the Royal Maid Group should thank you for having the sisters from the Sakura Empire to take care of him."

“Eh?! Is it really that serious?!”

Ibuki let out an innocent exclamation, looking a little overwhelmed.

Musashi stepped forward to help her out, saying, "That's not true. We in the Sakura Empire also have the custom of priestesses serving the gods. The commander is like a god to us, so we are just fulfilling our duties. We don't deserve such thanks from the sisters in the maid troupe."