Commander, you smell so good.

As for Xiafei, she went back to her work.

Finally, after dinner, Jiang Zheng chose to go to the territory of a certain lonely ship girl, wanting to ask her opinion, or what she knew...

"Hey! Who do you call the lonely ship girl? Do you believe I will kick you out?"

In the private room of the wooden ship at sea, Jean Bart was preparing to enjoy the dessert after dinner. When he saw Jiang Zheng coming, he treated him and planned to eat together.

But after learning his purpose and listening to his drowsy explanation, Bal nodded slowly. She wanted to give him some advice, but she couldn't hold it back when it came to the lonely ship girl.

No, who's lonely? This is me enjoying my wonderful life alone, don't you understand?

Thinking about how he thought of me, he had already planned to kick me out. Is this the attitude of begging for help? This bastard.

Then she waved him aside and said:

"You guy, is this the attitude of begging? Go away, don't disturb my beautiful afternoon."

"No, my beautiful Miss Jean Bart, you wouldn't be so cruel as to drive me away."

She clasped her hands together and made a look of request, but the expression on her face was not very sincere, which Bal could see at a glance. But in the end, he softened his heart and did not choose to drive him away. After putting down her hands, she pointed to the side next to her. Jiang Zheng immediately stood beside her wisely.

"Why are you standing? Sit down."

"Sit, anyone can sit"

He took the chair and sat next to her. Just as he was about to ask something, Bal stopped pretending and moved the chair back. Two long, beautiful legs in high heels were placed rudely on the table, overlapping each other.

Combined with her straightforward and unrestrained personality, she is just like a big sister who does all kinds of evil.

She pointed at the chocolate cake next to her thigh, then at her open mouth, and Jiang Zheng immediately understood what she wanted to do.

Afterwards, Jean Bart enjoyed the pleasure of being served by others. He lay on the chair, listened to the sound of the waves crashing outside the window, tasted the delicious cake in his mouth, and the people he liked served him.

For a moment, it seemed as if Bal experienced that his life as a pirate was so happy and comfortable. He could do what he wanted and get what he wanted.

This is the life you want.

Jiang Zheng didn't have any psychological fluctuations. At most, he felt that it was normal for Bar to have a little temper. It would be better to say that every ship girl has a little temper. It's just that most of the ship girls he met would not show a bad face to him or ask him to do anything.

There is a different kind of freshness to it, and it is also nice to feed her so carefully and watch her eat little by little with a happy expression on her face.

Moreover, Jean Bart's legs are indeed very long. Unlike the plump and soft type of Algeria, Jean Bart's legs appear more slender and beautiful, and are the type that would be more suitable to be played with in the hands.

Noticing Jiang Zheng's gaze, Bal followed his gaze and saw that he was staring at his thighs. A smug smile appeared on his face.

Even if Algeria gets it, it doesn’t matter. My charm is enough.

This atmosphere lasted until they finished eating the chocolate cake, at which point Bal put his legs down and smiled ambiguously.

"Okay, but before you know the truth, come have a drink with me first, but... let's clean up the dishes together first."

......

"Okay, what would you like to drink? Mizuki whiskey? The Godfather? Or...how about Long Island tea?"

After clearing the plates, Jean Bal took Jiang Zheng to her own private tavern, still inside a wooden ship on the sea. This was her own little world.

Rows of wine cabinets are neatly arranged, with soft lighting overhead, clean countertops, and small bar stools that can only accommodate four people at most.

After changing into a signature bartender uniform, he asked Bal to recommend to him some drinks that he thought were good, because people are more likely to let their guard down when singing and drinking.

"How about a... Johnny Silverhand? Or maybe Jack Wills?"

Jiang Zheng had never eaten in a pub before, and he didn't know what to choose, so he chose a glass of... wine that he had seen before.

But unfortunately, there was no such wine.

"I don't have any, and I don't know where you heard it from. Then let me help you choose one."

Jeanbal raised her eyebrows slightly. It was the first time she heard of such wine. Could it be that she was lagging behind?

Jiang Zheng nodded. He had no experience in ordering wine, so he let Jean Bart choose for the first time.

In the end, she chose a cup of Long Island black tea for Jiang Zheng. After all, this cup of tea had a special meaning, and it was her first time making this type of tea.

Vodka, white rum, gin, etc., add the juice of half a lemon, put it in a cocktail shaker, add ice and shake it vigorously. At the same time, in order to show the gorgeous technique, toss it backwards.

The fancy but extremely eye-catching cocktail-mixing method drew Jiang Zheng's applause and made Jean Bal feel satisfied. After the performance, he poured the prepared cocktail into a wine glass filled with small ice cubes, and finally added cola and chopped lime slices, and slowly pushed it in front of Jiang Zheng.

"Come, try it. This is called Long Island Black Tea. Although it is the color of black tea, it has a strong taste."

With a smug smile, he let Bal introduce it to him carefully.

But what she didn't mention is that Long Island black tea has another nickname.

Chapter 225 Trial in the Court

The courtroom was solemn and dignified, with the flag of the Iris Theocracy and the emblem of the court hanging on the wall.

There were rows of tall benches on both sides, with two groups of people sitting in them, one group was the spectators, and the other group was the family members of the people being tried.

Jiang was sitting at the circular podium in the middle, which was the seat for the person being judged. Beside him sat Jean Bart, who looked bored, and Walkerin, who he had specially brought over, as well as Vicious.

Originally, he wanted to hug Flandre, but unfortunately she was sitting in the family seat, so Jiang Zheng could only choose two little cuties sitting on the right side to hug, but Bal refused.

On the left were Dunkirk and Algeria, who raised their hands to cover their faces that wanted to laugh, and looked at Jiang Zheng who was waiting for trial with a calm expression.

At the front were Xiafei, the chief judge, and Gascoigne, who was helping him. If Jiang Zheng hadn't known what Xiafei was planning to do suddenly, he would have asked him.

Gascoigne, why are you just watching?

Tuk Tuk!

The hilt of the Judgment Blade knocked against the table, making a clearing sound. Xia Fei raised his head, his eyes full of justice and inviolability, his wings spread, and an angel halo on his head. The whole ship exuded an aura of majesty without anger, as if the next moment he was about to publish the chat records, web browsing, photo albums and videos of the person being judged.

"The Judge, Jiang Zheng"

"Commander, you are guilty. You took advantage of the two days I was away. First, you seduced Dunkirk in the afternoon and made her humiliate you and comfort you. In the evening, you instructed Algeria to bend over and ride for you. The next day, you drank illegal liquor with our acting leader, Jean Bart, and had an intimate relationship with him!"

"Not Jean Bart, Jean Bart"

Jean Bart corrected her mistake, but Joffre didn't care. Instead, he looked at the two people sitting on the left seat and laughing. Dunkirk nodded shyly. Although it was just a pretense of playing house, it was also quite fun.

At least the stunned expression on Jiang Zheng's face made Algeria burst into laughter.

Jiang Zheng had a tense expression on his face. He rubbed Walkerlan's head, making the long hair on her head sway back and forth. Walkerlan closed his eyes and enjoyed it, while he recalled what happened yesterday.

After drinking a cup of Long Island black tea, the so-called virginity-losing wine, she was fucked by Jean Bart in a half-drunk and half-awake state. She felt what it was like to be ridden by him in Algeria. Anyway, she was ridden on top.

Actually, it’s nothing. It’s lost, so what. It’s not the first time. In other words, you still earned it yourself, so what’s the big deal?

After the incident, I fell asleep in Jean Bart's arms. Then, when I opened my eyes, I saw Joffre, Joan of Arc, Dunkirk and the others surrounding me like aunts and uncles. For a moment, the scene was completely over.

She even saw Richelieu. The expression on her face seemed like she wanted to laugh but was holding it back. Her red lips were tightly closed, but the corners of her eyes were curved, and her eyebrows were drooping. She must be trying to hold back a smile.

Then Xia Fei became angry and twisted her mouth, and just like now, she was specially arrested to carry out the trial procedure.

But now that things have come to this, such charges must be denied!

"I request to apply for my lawyer to protect me! First, I was the one who was teased. Second, it was Algeria who seduced me. Third, I was forced! Therefore, the charges are invalid!"

Jiang Zheng held Vauquelin in Jean Bart's arms and stood up to explain to them one by one, saying, "How could I have been deceived if they hadn't seduced me? This is a clear conspiracy!"

Xia Fei was silent for a while, then he spoke silently:

"Commander, just tell me whether you did it or not. You didn't want to do it mentally, but you did want to do it physically, so if you round it up, you did."

"The mind and body are inseparable, so if your body moves, it means your mind moves with it, so if you did it, you can say whether you did it or not, right?"

I have to say that as a judge, Xia Fei is no rip-off. At least that's what Jiang Zheng thinks. He almost said the dead were alive. What a subjective impression.

"Anyway, the evidence is irrefutable. I saw it all with my own eyes. I, as the judge, will make my judgment and punish you! Then... let's have a three-day date with you personally."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Fei couldn't wait to knock on the table to decide on the trial. After all, this so-called trial was just a joke and no one took it seriously. The real thing was to ask the commander to compensate him.

Of course, that's what she thought. When Joffre was about to make the final decision, Gascony stopped her and Algeria protested.

"I object! Judge Xiafei, I'm a victim, so I need to apply for compensation!"

When Algeria heard that Joffre wanted to date him alone for three days, he immediately became restless. Why? They were all experiencing pleasure for the first time, and you just monopolized the three days. How reasonable!

Looking up at Gascony who stopped him, Joffre's face remained unchanged. Instead, he listened to Algeria's request and remained silent for a few seconds before speaking, agreeing to her request for compensation.

"Then... I'll take two days and you one, how about that? I think I'm being fair. After all, I don't just need sanctions, I need in-depth sanctions."

Xia Fei said this without blushing or beating her heart, which immediately shocked the ship girls at the spectator's table, and their impression of Xia Fei also changed accordingly.

Especially as the person in charge of Iris's internal web news, Foch and Reckless had a gleam in their eyes. Foch had already thought of tomorrow's internal news headlines, for example.

Shocking! A famous judge in Iris, out of selfish desire, actually shared the property and personal belongings of the person being judged with a woman.

A man has no time to rest because the judge is too strict.

Although he might be arrested the next day for contaminating the court personnel after sending it out, Foch had already thought of a shocking headline. This is what is called journalism.

"Since you all asked for it, I also want one day, otherwise I won't agree."

While they were arguing, Jean Bart, who had been silent all this time, also spoke up. After all, our three groups were the ones who succeeded, so why shouldn't she have a share!

Then, the situation degenerated into a time-determining among the four people, and it even became as if the exchange was precise to a certain point, which made Jiang Zheng dumbfounded.

Rebellion! Rebellion! The rebellion of the Tiangang belongs to it.

While they were discussing the secret aloud, a bishop's words stopped them.

"As I see it, how about giving me three days?"

Richelieu sat at the spectator's table and looked at the four people who were loudly conspiring, with a smile on his face as if he wanted to get involved, which made the other ship girls who were watching the show take a deep breath.

What? Cardinal Richelieu is joining the battle too?!

Chapter 226 Seize the opportunity

"Thank you so much, Alice. Otherwise, I would have been exploited by them non-stop! That would have been horrible."

Coming to her office, Jiang Zheng glanced at Louis IX who was going to close the door and spoke with gratitude.

Because of Richelieu's words, the four people who were originally planning loudly could only look at each other and bow their hands to leave, and then left under the gazes of many ship girls, following Richelieu and Louis IX.

Well, of course, now that the Bishop is involved in a scandal, Jiang Zheng can already imagine what they will say behind his back.

"It's okay, I've already thought of this. But Jiang Zheng, there's a price to pay for saving you~"

Richelieu spoke with a hint of playfulness, preparing to bring up something that interested her. Unlike her decisive demeanor in the courtroom just now, she now looked somewhat lovable and approachable.

Jiang Zheng nodded. Yes, helping others comes at a price, but what is the price?

"The price is... How about helping me wake up a few more ship girls?"

Richelieu said this expectantly, and Jiang Zheng, who had made sufficient preparations, breathed a sigh of relief and nodded. So this was what he meant. At the same time, he felt a little disappointed, as he had originally thought that Richelieu wanted to do something interesting with him.

Like, a date or something.

Seeing that he did not refuse, but there was a look of disappointment in his eyes, Richelieu pretended not to see it and said with a smile that he believed he would be happy soon.

"Haha~, I was just joking. It's okay if you don't want to. Besides, I believe you would be interested in something else. For example, how about we go to a cat cafe together?"

"Cat cafe?"

"Yes, it's a cat cafe. I like to cuddle cute cats after work. I think they are full of spirituality and are all a group of cute little guys. Just holding them in my arms is the best way to heal the fatigue of daily life."

When talking about cats, Richelieu's eyes lit up and a happy expression appeared on his face, just like a cat lover (cat slave) who was captivated by cute cats.

For Richelieu, cats are very important. They are the best way for her to relieve stress. After all, after work, she is physically and mentally exhausted, and she can quickly restore her spirit by snuggling with a cat.

Seeing Richelieu so happy, Jiang Zheng recalled that in Iris, he could indeed see cats from time to time, but he didn't like cats. Only after raising one did he realize how troublesome it was.

Let’s not talk about taking care of it. It’s very active. Just thinking about the scene when I get home and see the house messed up by the cat will easily make my blood pressure high, and it’s not easy to teach it a lesson.

But other than that, cats are indeed the best medicine, seriously!

"Cats are indeed cute. By the way... King Louis IX, do you like cats too? Okay, just sit down. Don't stand and talk."

Nodding to acknowledge Harman's kindness, Jiang Zheng looked at Louis IX who was standing next to him. After asking her a question, he saw that she was standing so straight, so he immediately arranged for her to sit down. Everyone was chatting happily while she was standing.

"I... ahem, Commander, I'm not really good at dealing with these little guys. At best, I guess I don't hate them."

Louis IX wanted to politely decline his kindness, but after thinking about it, he sat down next to him. Thinking of the cats that troubled him, Louis IX showed a slightly embarrassed expression, because in a sense, these cute little guys made her job difficult.