Commander, you smell so good.

As for why it couldn't be found, it was already at two different points in time, so it naturally couldn't exist.

"That's right. There's no need to worry about his safety. It's better to say that he's always safe."

With his two long black legs crossed in an alluring posture, Parseval sat elegantly with a hint of a smile on his face as he explained in a calm tone.

How could it be unsafe? As the ship girl awakened by him, and it was his mission, as a witch, Parseval naturally would not allow his familiar to suffer any behavior that even slightly affected his life.

So I secretly cast a protective spell, which would trigger any physical damage. However, since I encountered the Siren and didn't receive any damage, it naturally had no effect.

"...Since you knew about this, why didn't you tell me instead of hiding it?"

After learning that Parseval had some tricks, although he didn't know what they were, Bismarck knocked on the table in displeasure, making a crisp sound.

She could understand why Parseval and the others hadn't spoken of certain things in the past. After all, who doesn't have a few little secrets and abilities? But why wouldn't they share something as big as this?

She also sent many ship girls to search, but this is not important. The important thing is that the other ship girls such as Richelieu and Veneto will be very uncomfortable.

In more serious cases, some ship girls who have deep feelings for their commanders will lose control of their emotions and fall into a state of instability that is difficult to maintain for a while. This is the most important thing.

Facing Bismarck's complaining accountability, Parseval smiled lightly, glanced at Hindenburg who remained silent, then raised her right hand in a white glove and wrote a string of words on the clean desk.

struggle.

"Your Highness, who do you think will take the lead if the three parties merge?"

"Sardinia is his starting point and can be considered his family. Iron Blood has more of our people and they are more loyal. Iris is ready to make a move. Who do you think will be closer to him in the end?"

"He is like a fragrant flower, a champion's trophy. Who can take first place? We are just lions trapped in it and actively participating."

Parseval retracted her hand and spoke slowly, which made Bismarck, who was a little anxious, immediately understand what she was thinking.

Now most of the ship girls have a very good relationship with the commander, but there are only a few of them who can sleep in the bed with them, not to mention the factions other than their Iron Blood. The ship girls of Sardinia and Iris combined have enough people that they can fight against.

Just imagine, the interpersonal development of subsequent commanders will naturally get better and better, and the feelings will become deeper. What if the original round of one week is extended to two weeks, or even one month?

There are too many wolves and too little meat, too many monks and too little porridge, so naturally some people will eat more and some will eat less. Now that Parseval did not mention it, it naturally made Iris Bishop Richelieu's voice decline. On the contrary, her and Hindenburg's past was an increase in the iron-blooded voice.

After quickly organizing his thoughts and understanding his intention, Bismarck's expression became somewhat complicated, as if he was hesitant to speak.

The words of reprimand she wanted to say could not come out, because Parseval was right. As long as the commander was in no danger and nothing happened, her actions would benefit her iron-blooded comrades.

but...

"Although I understand your thoughts, you are starting off badly by doing this, Parseval."

"Prime Minister, as my lovely familiar said, where there are people, there is the world of martial arts, and where there is the world of martial arts, there will naturally be conflict. There will always be someone who can think of and implement it in the future, so why not plan ahead?"

Pasévar was not annoyed, but slowly explained that Bismarck was right, but morality was something that if you didn't take it, others would. You had to be more scheming and capable than others to have more opportunities. Besides, this was not something that involved morality.

KanColles are not creatures without desires. When they feel quite bored, they will naturally look for things they like to do, but they don’t just have their own lives.

For Parseval, her own life can be without anything, but she cannot be without her commander, her familiar.

She was happy to do so for this reason and took the initiative to occupy the high ground.

It goes without saying which one you would choose: seeing each other once a month or once every few days.

What's more, she is a witch. Teasing others, stirring up their minds, and controlling their hearts are what she should use. She just revealed a little bit of it.

After a short conversation, Parseval took the initiative to leave. The familiar was safe, the exercise had been completed, and there was nothing to do in the escort patrol recently, so it was natural to go find some fun.

After watching the witch leave, Bismarck's eyes naturally fell on Hindenburg. Looking at the MVP who executed the Siren, Bismarck wanted to know her true thoughts.

"Hindenburg, do you agree with Parseval's words?"

"I don't care about anything that doesn't endanger the contractor."

Hindenburg spoke in the same calm tone. Her attitude was even colder than that of the manipulative Parseval. As long as it was not related to Jiang Zheng, she would not care much.

Rather, Parseval's actions were beneficial to her and Jiang Zheng, and Hindenburg would not object.

After getting her accurate answer, Bismarck fell silent, because his reason told him that what Parseval did was wrong, but emotionally, he vaguely felt that she was right, but she was just not good at expressing her feelings, not that she knew nothing.

She must be broken.

After taking a deep breath, Bismarck shook his head and decided to put the matter aside for the time being. It would be impossible to stop what had already been done. The most he could do now was to ask the ship girls that were sailing to stop and provide rescue.

However, this matter still needs to be mentioned vaguely, at least to tell Richelieu and Veneto that the commander is now safe.

Parseval, who had already left Bismarck's office, returned to Jiang Zheng's room. It was empty and most of the ship girls had gone out. The reason she didn't go out was because she was one of the people going to the rescue and needed to report on her work.

Lying on the soft bed in the bedroom, Parseval closed his eyes, grabbed the pillow and took a deep breath. Jiang Zheng's breath had long dissipated. Even if it hadn't dissipated, it had been absorbed by some ship girls, and now it was tainted with the scent of ship girls.

"My familiar... my commander, my love, hiss—whoosh"

Chapter 257 Golden Deer

"No, buddy."

"Aren't you a pirate? The city-state's fleet doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, right? Aren't you afraid you'll be arrested by the officers later?"

Jiang Zheng took the telescope of the Royal Fortune, looked at the port that was on fire in the distance, and asked in confusion.

After he and the Royal Fortune finished eating barbecue, they looted a frigate that was suspected to be over-automated. Now the two are heading to a port firing location called the Reverberation Fleet, which is actually suspected to be the Siren Fleet.

He just didn't understand her anxiety. After all, pirates and the navy were enemies. The Royal Fortune was obviously a pirate ship. What? They were going to aid the enemy, right?

"Oh! That's different! Times have changed. We all have our share of hardship. I myself... I have a friend who even used to eat church handouts!"

Listening to Royal Fortune's self-explanation, Jiang Zheng put down his binoculars and looked at her with a suppressed smile, causing her to stammer and look away, then she pulled his hand for help.

"...What are you laughing at? Do you have any ideas? Aren't you the commander? Hurry up and use your unrivaled naval command abilities! Or perhaps even your Ancient God or natural disaster powers."

"Look, it's urgent again"

"My method is... sprint! sprint sprint! sprint sprint! los!"

As he was speaking, Jiang Zheng chose to give up thinking, and suddenly he came up with this method, and then gave her an order. The Royal Fortune, which received the order, looked at him in panic. Is this the so-called amazing wisdom?

Then, while operating, I kept saying, "I hope so."

Fortunately, Jiang Zheng’s method is very effective, and it is 100% or even 90% effective.

"Frog fun! Jeanne d'Arc works! Good boy, you always come up with something new for me! Sprint, sprint, sprint!!!"

After the frigate arrived at the battlefield at high speed, the Royal Fortune instructed the frigate at high speed, waved her hands and exclaimed in amazement, while firing with the frigate named "Temporary Royal Fortune", using high-speed sailing to deal a heavy blow to the Siren fleet.

Although the output is basically around 10%, most of it is caused by the Siren's mass-produced fleet accidentally shooting at each other.

However, after using this effect too many times, the mass-produced Siren fleet naturally reacted and began to separate to the left and right to form a gun line. The tactical preparations took effect.

"No! Good boy, no, Commander! If this continues, I'm going to die, Oyster!!!"

After the Royal Fortune shouted loudly that its tactics had failed, there was a loud bang and the frigate was hit on the port side. Its heart sank suddenly, thinking that it was definitely doomed. It turned around, but unexpectedly, Jiang Zheng was still calm and just silently refuted.

"Look, you're anxious again, look what's over there?"

Putting down the telescope, Jiang Zheng pointed in the southeast direction. The Royal Fortune turned its head and looked in the direction he was pointing. The city-state fleet not far away had already assembled, and a loud whistle was heard.

Looking over, the leading ship was a dark and slightly shabby sailboat. On the bow sat a gorgeous and charming mature woman with long coral-like horns on her forehead. The mere sight of her was enough to attract attention.

However, what is worrying is that behind her, the extended turrets are emitting wisps of blue smoke, and on both sides of the ship, there are several thick and powerful blue tentacles extending from them. Just looking at them makes people feel a little uneasy, as if the tentacles have the power to easily break the hull of the ship, giving a sense of oppression.

While Jiang was looking at her, the woman with coral horns on her forehead was also looking at him. He didn't need a telescope, and his eyes alone were enough to see him.

After just a few more glances, this calm man in the face of danger immediately caught her attention, and he muttered:

"Goddess bless you, there is another handsome...real warrior here"

“It’s time to strike!”

She withdrew her gaze, calmed her mind, and accelerated towards the battlefield.

Because she joined the battlefield, the mass-produced Siren fleet was quickly wiped out.

After that, she boarded the warship, glanced at the Royal Fortune, and then her eyes firmly rested on Jiang Zheng.

After spending a few seconds looking him up and down deeply, she came in front of Jiang Zheng, bowed slightly like an elegant lady, and showed off her already plump and sexy body from a different angle.

She lifted her long skirt with both hands and performed an elegant and graceful skirt-lifting gesture. The white snowball successfully attracted Jiang Zheng's attention, and he took a look.

But after she lifted her skirt, several tentacles stretched out from under her long skirt and waved gently, causing Jiang Zheng to take a step back and almost get hit.

Noticing his step back, her expression revealed a hint of embarrassment, and the few small tentacles she had extended suddenly softened and looked dejected.

After putting away the tentacles, he introduced himself apologetically.

"I'm sorry to bother you two. Please don't mind them. They are all good children."

"My name is Jinlu, you can also just call me Jinlu."

"Oh...it's her! It's her!"

Seeing the Golden Deer introducing itself, the Royal Fortune pointed at her with a shocked expression and kept chattering, and then rubbed against Jiang Zheng's side, looking like a sneaky person.

"Let me tell you, this is the Golden Deer, a ship that's popular in both the city-state and the New World. Do you understand?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zheng nodded to show that he understood.

I already had this sailboat and even bought a castle bride dress for it. How could I not understand?

"By the way, who is the captain?"

The Golden Deer said this, but its gaze remained fixed on Jiang Zheng, waiting for their personal answer. Then the Royal Fortune made a left and right hand up and down motion pointing at Jiang Zheng.

"That's it, my famous commander!"

Jiang Zheng turned his head to look at the Royal Fortune, which was making an emoji gesture, and thought to himself, I'm not V, why should I be famous? And wasn't it her idea to go sailing?

Jiang Zheng suppressed the urge to speak and finally nodded in agreement.

"it's me"

"That's great, Commander. I'm glad to hear your help. If it weren't for your help, the city-state's port would have been destroyed."

"But this isn't the place to talk. Could you please let me show my hospitality and go to the city-state to receive you?"

While apologizing, Jinluhao came to Jiang Zheng's side, awkwardly took his arm and held it against her chest. A blush of shame appeared on her beautiful face without any makeup.

"Of course no problem, let's go"

Faced with the invitation from the Golden Deer, Jiang Zheng would never refuse others' difficult requests, so he agreed in one breath.

The Royal Fortune stared at the Golden Deer's initiative to show goodwill with wide eyes, feeling something was wrong in its heart.

Oh no, this person has bad intentions!

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Chapter 258 I hope so

Although Parseval thought so, after knowing that Jiang Zheng was safe and protected, Bismarck still chose to open the parliament and explain the situation to Richelieu and Veneto, so that at least they didn't have to worry so much.

"Thank you very much, Your Excellency Bismarck. I hope the commander is safe and sound."

Richelieu wiped his forehead and smiled with joy. He was very grateful to Bismarck for informing him of the news. At least this way the Allied forces would not have to start an internal conflict because of the commander's disappearance.

At the same time, Richelieu also apologized to Veneto. It was clearly a simple escort voyage, but he ended up losing the commander. He was really to blame.

"No, I was too anxious and lost my temper with you. I'm really sorry, Cardinal Richelieu."

Veneto, who was also relieved, patted his chest lightly and took the initiative to admit that he was anxious.

There is no way. After all, Jiang Zheng is their lover and also their commander. How could he not be anxious?

The three of them smiled at each other. Now that the conflict has been resolved, the three parties that have experienced ups and downs will definitely be better able to face the future alliance.

But more importantly now, where is their commander?

In response to this, Veneto and Richelieu looked at Bismarck, the source of the information. The information about Jiang Zheng's safety came from her. Since he is safe, her location should be known, right?

"About this... From what I understand, August von Parseval was the shipgirl awakened by the Commander. I heard this from her. She roughly said that the Commander is in another world, similar to a spatial dimension."

"However, unfortunately, we didn't find the entrance to the other world. At first, we suspected that it was a mirror sea created by the Siren, but it turned out not to be..."

Facing the gazes of the two, Bismarck Jiang shared the data text that he had sorted out and researched. This was the sea area data that Peter Strasser had researched with the cooperation of everyone. The result was obtained after a lot of coordination and rapid calculations.