Commander, you smell so good.

However, the voice did get through. Jiang Zheng looked at the more than ten reply letters from Marco Polo and scratched his head.

As for Richelieu, in the conference room, the shipgirls who were not on sailing missions were called over, and those who were on patrol at sea participated in the meeting online through the network transmission of the sea beacon.

After bringing up the plan proposed by Jiang Zheng, she discussed it casually with her sisters, and they basically all agreed and passed it directly. However, the issue of Jiang Zheng's intention to leave was a bit of a conflict.

"No, no! I've only met the commander for less than a day, and he's already saying he wants to go back? Sister, I don't agree! Foch! You say!"

Suffren slammed his hands on the table, looking a little agitated. The smiling expression he had just had was immediately replaced by one that showed his disagreement.

Foch, captain of the third Suffren-class ship, was slightly stunned. Facing his sister's fierce and tearful eyes, he smiled awkwardly before giving his insincere answer.

"There's nothing we can do about this... You know, Lord Jiang Zheng was initially rescued and protected by the Sardinian shipgirls. It's normal for him to return to his family... You can't just stop him from leaving, right?"

Foch said this in a sullen tone, causing Suffren's face to change, and then he sat down obediently, with a not very good expression on his face.

"Joffre, Algeria, and Dunkirk, why don't you exchange some thoughts? Jean Bart, Clemenceau, what do you think?"

Let the three people with a closer relationship communicate, ignoring the viciousness of sleeping, and Gascony who supported Jiang Zheng's decision. Richelieu looked at Jean Bart and Clemenceau, mainly the latter. Jean Bart had shrugged to indicate that she had no objection.

Clemenceau lowered his head in deep thought, tapping the seat with his slender white fingertips.

She was thinking about the commander asking her not long ago what she thought of him. It seemed to be related to this matter, as if he was waiting for her answer?

If I had given a different answer, would it have been different?

Clemenceau simulated the changes in things in her mind, and finally she couldn't figure it out. The time they spent together was too short. She only had a basic understanding of the commander. If she wanted to understand him in detail, she still needed to spend more time together.

In the end, there was no reason to prohibit this matter, so Richelieu quickly prepared a ship for Jiang Zheng to go to Sardinia, and it was a luxury cruise ship. Don't ask, it's just that the Church has some spare money, which is not worth mentioning.

As for the arrangement of personnel, there was another argument. The places were limited and it was first come first served. It depended on who had the ability to grab one.

Chapter 245 Blessing Ceremony

The day before Jiang Zheng was about to leave Iris and return to Sardinia, Brest and Flanders came to the Holy Church and said they wanted to give him a surprise.

Holding hands with two men on each side, they were as intimate as a family on a spring outing, but their destination was not a famous tourist attraction, but a sacred, peaceful and solemn church.

Facing the goddess statue, Jiang Zheng felt that the feeling of being watched from last time seemed to have disappeared. The goddess statue, whose face was unknown, seemed to have lost its previous spirituality, but still exuded the sacred aura of the statue.

While Jiang was gazing at the statue, he didn't know that Brest's gaze was resting on him, deep and gentle, with a bit of kindness, as if it was pity and doting.

Flandre noticed Brest's change, straightened his back and looked back at Brest. The next moment, his gaze met hers. Her deep eyes reminded the innocent Flandre of something. A look of surprise appeared on his face.

Brest lowered his head gently, raised a finger to his lips, and was speechless.

The lovely servant nodded, secretly repenting while hiding something in his heart.

"Well, we're at the Holy Church of Brest. Flanders, do you have anything to say to me?"

Without noticing the two people's eye contact and small movements, Jiang Zheng withdrew his gaze from the statue and looked at the two people on his left and right. This was still arranged by them.

"Don't worry, hero, please follow me."

Brest smiled lightly, then took his hand and walked to the front to thank him. They had just seen it at the entrance to the church, and now they were in front of the statue, where the altar and the holy grail were placed.

Further in front of the altar, there was a long table that was large enough for one person to lie down. On the table was a red cloth with gold threads showing on it. The gold threads formed strange and incomprehensible runes, but if you looked at them for a few more times, you would enter a wonderful state.

Brest pointed at the long table in front of him, put down his hand, pointed at the 'bed' in front of him and said:

"Hero, please lie down here. Brest wishes to bless you, may your journey be smooth and blessed with divine protection."

"...Although I'm a bit rude, Brest, shouldn't the so-called blessing be to pray to the person who needs blessing and then draw a cross? And then lie on it..."

Although he believed in his ship girl, Jiang Zheng saw that this was a church with a long table and red cloth inside. This really didn't look like some weird "blessing" ceremony, right?

This reminded him of a transformation in a game, mysterious and terrifying, and blood was oozing from the walls of the church.

Seeing that he had some concerns, Brest just thought that he didn't understand. He shook his head lightly and took the initiative to give him a kiss. His soft lips kissed his mouth, using actions to soothe his doubts.

Of course, Brest didn't know what Jiang was thinking, otherwise he might have turned into a hamster with puffed cheeks in anger.

"Hero, are you relieved? This is the poet's reward for praising the hero, and now it has been transferred to the pre-event."

With a lovely and touching gesture, Brest at this moment offered his intimate blessing to his story.

Jiang Zheng nodded. His own ship girl was so sensible, he couldn't accept it. It would be better to say that there was no choice but to retreat now.

Lying on the table, Jiang Zheng watched Brest bend down and look at him with a beautiful smile on his face. Such a smile made him feel heavy just by looking at it for a few seconds.

As he watched, Jiang Zheng gradually felt waves of sleepiness coming over him. He had clearly gone to bed early, but now he could feel the sleepiness fighting between his upper and lower eyelids until they slowly closed.

After Jiang Zheng closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep, Brest and Flanders began to light burning candles beside him, and the lights flickered.

After completing the preparations for the ceremony, Brest spread his wings, and the three pairs of beautiful white wings behind him were pure and beautiful, emitting sacred light.

Although there was not a trace of wind in the church, her soft golden hair gradually floated up, as if floating in the water, so beautiful that it was beyond words.

Brest's temperament changed, becoming gentle and loving, like a Virgin Mary with mercy on this world, spreading her love.

If Jiang Zheng could open his eyes and look at Brest at this moment, he would find that Brest at this moment was exactly the same as the statue of the Virgin Mary he saw yesterday.

Opening her red lips and hands, Brest uttered a faint whisper, and the distant sound of nature was slowly playing in this church. Multiple male and female voices sang in a language that people could not understand, as if they were blessing or cursing, muttering to themselves and singing.

Until the moment Brest closed his mouth, the singing faded away, the heavenly sound ended, and the light from the wings gathered above Jiang Zheng little by little. Under the gaze of the statue, it slowly fell, landed in Jiang Zheng's body, and merged into it.

Logically, the blessing should have ended and he would have been awakened, but Brest frowned slightly because she sensed the existence of something mutually repulsive in Jiang Zheng's body, which was very aggressive and moved in an orderly manner with some strange purpose.

After thinking for a moment, Brest chose to continue but not kill, and finally successfully merged into his body, protecting him in another way.

"Flander, it's your turn next."

"Yes, Ma... Lord Brest..."

Flandre looked at her reverently, then summoned the four lightsabers in his body and suspended them above her head. Without a second thought, two lightsabers shattered into light spots that seeped into his body, offering his heartfelt blessings.

After doing all this, Brest's condition gradually returned to normal. He looked down at the sleeping Jiang Zheng and couldn't help laughing.

"My dear sleeping beauty and hero, it's time for you to wake up and continue your story."

After saying that, Brest bent down and kissed Jiang Zheng, which made the little cutie next to him blush.

She also wanted to try to do so, even though it was a bit unethical.

On the other side, Hindenburg, who was enjoying the wine and knowledge in the book, slowly raised his head and turned to look in a certain direction, which was the direction of the Iris Theocracy.

After everything was over, Hindenburg lowered his head as if nothing had happened and continued to look at the book, with no change in his facial expression.

Also from Iron Blood, the witch Parseval, who was thinking with her eyes closed, smiled slightly, feeling that there were two more powerful ship girls around her.

After all, it is still a bit difficult to compete for territory with Iris, and it is Holy Light.

Chapter 246 Personnel selection completed, return and set sail!

"Commander, Commander! This ship is huge! We'll be staying inside the cruise ship for the next few days!"

"Hehe~, please leave the protection work to me this time! I will definitely protect you well."

Raising her hand to shield her eyes from the dazzling sunshine, and holding him with the other hand, Suffren looked around at the luxury cruise ship prepared at the dock, with a happy smile of anticipation on her face, especially when she thought about being with him for the next few days. That sweet smile was brighter than the sunshine, and her tail kept wagging.

Jiang Zheng nodded, looking at the cruise ship in front of him. It was bright white, with a blue and white color. It had a streamlined hull, at least three floors of super-large and long space, and a nice layout on it. There was also a pool on the deck. It could be said that it was completely used for pleasure.

As for the safety issue, there is naturally no need to mention it. A team of six ship girls is enough to face a large mass-produced Siren fleet. Moreover, the plan this time is not to go to the deep ocean, so there is no safety issue.

The only pity is that there are not enough ship girls. It would be interesting if there were enough ship girls. It would not be fun if there were only seven ship girls plus myself.

Suppressing the idea of arranging for all the ship girls to go on a cruise together, Jiang Zheng stretched out his other hand to touch Xu Furen's head, and he had some affection for this heavy cruiser who called herself his sister.

After getting to know him for a while, I found that Suffren is carefree and the opposite of Foch. Moreover, since he has just been awakened, his combat power will be promising in the future.

But despite this, who wouldn’t like a cute and clingy sister?

"Wow! What are you doing to me, your sister~!"

When he touched her head, Suffren leaned back suddenly and pouted to express his dissatisfaction with his attack of touching her head. Only a sister can touch her brother's head, how can a brother touch his sister? No way!

"Okay, okay, I'll just pat your head, okay? Shukuf, let's go!"

Seeing her leaning back to dodge and letting go of his hand, Jiang Zheng chuckled, then waved to Xu Kufu who was about to go into the water, interrupting her idea immediately. She jumped up with her long legs and quickly came to his side and hugged him, showing a sweet smile, which made Xu Furen even more unhappy.

"Um... Commander! I'm not angry anymore, but you won't be able to find me in the next two hours!"

After saying that, Suffren immediately turned around and left, showing her little temper, and was the first to board the cruise ship. Anyway, she would never let him find her until she had vented her anger.

If by any chance he finds one, then treat it as a reward and give him the opportunity to make himself happy.

Thinking of this, Suffren smiled again, hummed and boarded the cruise ship, looking cute and silly.

Jiang Zheng watched her little changes and couldn't help laughing out loud without letting her hear.

"I'm sorry, Commander, this is Suffren's personality..."

Joan of Arc came to Jiang Zheng's side, saw her receding back, looked embarrassed, and apologized on her behalf.

Although there was no need to say it out loud given her relationship with Jiang Zheng, feelings were consumables that would be squandered before one knew it.

This is a little trick that Joan of Arc learned from the web.

"It's okay. I'm the one who woke her up, so what's the big deal? Okay, have you decided on the number of people? Suffren took the initiative to propose, so we have to bring her along."

He shook his head to indicate that it was not necessary, put his arm around Surcouf's slender waist and turned to look at the ship girls who were still talking around him, then looked at the huge luxury cruise ship, which was big enough for more than a dozen ship girls from the Iris camp to live in.

Richelieu smiled without saying anything, but there was a hint of regret in his eyes as he looked at him.

As the leader of Iris, she naturally cannot participate so arbitrarily. She needs to maintain everything in the sea area around Iris and be responsible for many matters. It can be said that without her, half of Iris's administration will be ruined.

In addition, there is a proposal for the Daji Port area plan that needs to be discussed in a joint meeting. Even if it is just a skeleton, decisions must be made during video conversations, and a flesh-and-blood plan for compensation must be created bit by bit.

Meeting Richelieu's gaze, Jiang Zheng seemed to know her regret. He let go of Surcouf, walked forward, hugged Richelieu's slender waist, and kissed her between her legs.

"Alice, I'm leaving."

"I understand. I've already said what I wanted to say to keep you. I will pray to God for your safety."

Richelieu gave him a kiss back, but it was not a kiss on the face, but a kiss on the lips.

The intimate communication between the two naturally attracted the attention of the ship girls, who were filled with envy and jealousy, and they all wanted to ask for something in return.

After the kiss, Richelieu took a few steps back and distanced himself from him, with a blush on his face.

Kissing in front of sisters like this is already the limit of what can be done for now. If it goes any deeper, it is not suitable in the current situation.

Jiang Zheng tacitly did not take the next step, but once again hugged the person next to him, the mature and beautiful Algerian.

"What? You're not going to fight them? Algeria?"

"Jiang Zheng, Commander~, you can't fight for me. Leave this opportunity to Dunkirk. Let her take you back and enjoy some delicious snacks. I can't compare to her cooking skills."

"So I chose to give up. Can I accept your kiss like the Bishop did? Just treat it as a farewell kiss."

Glancing at Richelieu, whose blush had faded, Algeria rarely used a seductive tone. Instead, like a lover about to separate, she demanded intimacy from a distance.

Jiang Zheng did not say anything, but proved it with his actions.

This approach made some people who had no intention of competing come over for a kiss, and those who had no idea also took the initiative to come over. What surprised him was that Clemenceau was very proactive, while La Galissonnier was hesitant and a little afraid.

Finally, a fleet was selected, with Jean Bart, Dunkirk and Joffre as the main force in the rear row, and Suffren, Joan of Arc and Louis IX as the vanguard in the front row.

Louis had no intention of competing, but Richelieu asked him to join, and thus the protective sailing fleet was formed.

After reaching the fleet and getting the pass, he asked Bal to come to his side and raised his chin, indicating that everything was fine and there was no problem setting sail now.

The wind blew the waves, and the sound of the whistle rang out. Jiang Zheng stood in front of the guardrail, looking at the ship girls on the dock waving at him, and he waved in response. It was not until the port dock became smaller and their figures gradually disappeared that Jiang Zheng turned around.

"Okay, okay, don't look at it. Don't you think the next thing is more important than this one?"

Jean Barr came up to him, wearing a cool outfit in his own style, and stuffed sunscreen into his hands.

"Please help me apply it, I want to enjoy the sunbath"

Chapter 247 Sirens are coming?

"Commander, my sister is angry, why don't you come and see me?"

"And he hugged her left and right... He didn't leave any room for my sister..."

It was not until two hours after the cruise ship set sail that his depressed mood subsided and Suffren went to look for Jiang Zheng happily.

Finally, after finding him, she saw him wearing swimming trunks and lying comfortably on the deck chair wearing sunglasses. Next to him was Surcouf wearing a translucent beach suit. Her hand was even lingering on his lower abdomen and stroking it. Just looking at him like that made her, his older sister, angry!

And Joan of Arc! You're not a saint at all! Dressing like that is fine, but what does it mean your body is glowing?