Commander, you smell so good.

Not to mention the so-called glory of Sardinia.

"Wait a minute! You two! We can still talk some more!"

Hearing that a war was about to begin, Z23, who was too shy to raise her head to face him, suddenly stood up, temporarily calmed down her crazy thoughts, and turned to look at Prince Eugen.

Eugen! Hurry up and use your invincible luck to come up with a solution!

Roma ignored Z23's request to talk more and turned to look at Veneto. No matter how much she said, she was not the flagship, but Veneto was.

Veneto was lost in thought, not meeting the gazes of his companions. This was no small matter.

There were so many aspects involved. If she won, it would be fine, but what if she lost? Her lover would be abducted, and she would also have to face the pressure from human society and the Senate. She couldn't help but think deeply about all of this.

But if he didn't fight, Veneto was very sure that both he and Littorio and the others would hate him and would defect. Most importantly...

'commander...'

The culprit of all this, Prince Eugen, watched it all with a faint smile, because no matter how they chose, Prince Eugen knew that he would definitely win, both in terms of strength and other aspects.

But this would be difficult to explain and he might even have to face scolding from his sisters, so Eugen tried another way.

"How about this? I'll cancel my previous offer and change it to another one. The original deal will be cancelled, but the promised naval technology upgrades and equipment support, as well as the jurisdiction of some straits, will be provided to you intact."

"Consider this as my apology, and the beginning of the friendship and cooperation between Iron Blood and Sardinia."

"...Is that so? Then what is the price?"

Hearing that Prince Eugen had cancelled the conditions, Veneto felt relieved, but he also knew that nothing comes easy, and any gift from fate already had a price tag secretly marked on it.

“As for the price…there is no price, it’s free.”

"However, as a token of friendship, I would like to sincerely invite Commander Jiang Zheng to come to our Iron Blood and serve as a liaison between the two sides."

Prince Eugen said with a smile, there is indeed no price, but free things are the most expensive.

When Veneto heard her words, his brows furrowed again. What did she mean by no cost?

She was targeting her commander.

Damn vixen.

Chapter 69: It’s OK Not to Eat Beef

"Commander, do you know you're wrong?"

"Know"

"What's wrong?"

"My fault is that I shouldn't have contacted Prince Eugen, and I shouldn't have had a relationship with him."

On the other side where Veneto and Prince Eugen were talking, Jiang was sitting in a basement where prisoners were held. There was only an incandescent lamp above his head, a bed and a table in the basement.

But apart from this, Jiang Zheng was also locked up by his own ship girls. He sat obediently on the chair. Facing Littorio's questioning, Jiang Zheng lowered his head and admitted his mistake.

He rubbed the white and tender thighs wrapped in delicate stockings with both hands, and then his wrists were grabbed.

"Commander, it's interrogation time now. No matter how dishonest you are, you have to endure it. I'll let you touch me as you like after the interrogation is over, okay? Be good~"

Feeling his thighs being kneaded casually by him, Trento showed a troubled expression, and together with Trieste, he grabbed his restless hands and spoke to him gently.

"Commander, everyone is watching."

Feeling the gazes of his companions, Trieste leaned in and spoke softly in his ear, telling him not to act rashly, that now was the time for interrogation, and he could do whatever he wanted after it was over.

"But to be honest, I don't feel like a prisoner being interrogated..."

Jiang Zheng looked at Trento and Trieste who were sitting on his left and right and hugging his arms, feeling the pressure of their soft breasts. Is this something a prisoner can enjoy?

Besides that, Pola and Zara were leaning against the wall staring at him, Garibaldi was laughing at something, Oriani was patting himself, and Torricelli was squatting beside him with a strange smile on his face.

Of course, the one who felt the most was Bolzano, who was sitting opposite him. His eyes were drooping and his face was pale. A pair of beautiful amber eyes were staring at him, and tears were welling up in his eyes.

This look, as if being severely beaten and then crying because of his own incompetence, made Jiang Zheng feel guilty and wanted to hug Bolzano in his arms.

But it can't be done now.

"Commander, don't change the subject. This is a serious matter."

Littorio frowned, his usual trademark smile had disappeared, and he even stopped calling him "amante", which he always said, as if he was dissatisfied with what he said.

As for why he was not treated as a prisoner, it was because no matter how many mistakes he made, he was still his commander and his lover. How could he be allowed to go to such a disgusting place and be treated like that?

But he was really wrong this time.

Littorio couldn't help but sigh and began to explain to him.

"Commander, you are indeed wrong, but your mistake is not in having sex with her, but in having sex with her at this time."

"...Um?"

After hearing Littorio's words, Jiang Zheng was silent for a moment, then he couldn't help but tilt his head and slowly typed a few question marks.

What's going on? Sister.

"Commander, you know about Iron Blood Communications. They came here with a very strong purpose, so... you understand."

"And I don't understand, Commander. If you really can't stand it, whether you go to Veneto, Trento, Pompeii or Mistral, the ship girls will satisfy you. Even if you can't wait for Bolzano's agreement, it's no problem to come directly. I don't think Bolzano will refuse at all."

"But why can't you resist Prince Eugen's temptation? Although you are the XP of silver hair and red eyes, she doesn't have red eyes."

As soon as Littorio finished speaking, the faces of the ship girls present turned red, but they all nodded in unison.

Even Bolzano, although he still had that resentful expression on his face, couldn't help blushing. It seemed that he would not refuse.

After all, who in Sardinia hasn't had some kind of relationship with the Commander? It's better to say there aren't many who haven't. If anything, aside from Veneto and Littorio, everyone else is the Commander's girlfriend, a good sister, or, more daringly, a mistress.

Oh, Bolzano is one of them, she is so miserable.

"...Well, I..."

Faced with Littorio's words, Jiang Zheng couldn't help but blush and feel guilty. How could he be fascinated by that bad woman Eugen?

No! I'm the one being raped, right?!

Seeing Jiang Zheng lowering his head, Littorio felt a little reluctant, but despite this, he still had to continue to express his attitude.

He is the commander of himself and Veneto, and also the commander of everyone. Similarly, he is also the lover and husband of the sisters. As long as he is in Sardinia for one day, the sisters will protect him no matter what.

Although he has no power, he can do whatever he wants here. In other words, he can fuck anyone he wants. If that doesn't work, he can have a party every day until he gets tired of it.

Or if it really doesn't work, Littorio can find him a clean, gentle and pleasing girl to play with. In the face of money, many things are worthless.

However, it wasn't long after meeting with the iron-blooded Foreign Minister Prince Eugen that they started fighting. Even Littorio herself was shocked, and this was a big deal.

But there's no way, it's already happened.

"Commander, I want to tell you that it's okay. In Sardinia, you can do whatever you want."

"Because you are our commander"

"Even if you suddenly tell others that you don't eat beef, that's fine."

"But there are some things I still hope you can consider, because it is very important..."

Littorio patiently told him what he needed to pay attention to. At least as a Roman noble, you can't just chase after the ship girl as soon as you see her.

It's not a donkey with a carrot hanging from its hand.

But before she could speak seriously, she heard the sound of footsteps and soon found out who was coming.

"Littorio? Commander? What's wrong with you?"

Veneto, the leader, walked over. Before he pushed open the prison door, he noticed Jiang Zheng who was being scolded and Littorio who was educating him. For a moment, Veneto was stunned.

Is this an interrogation? Is this what an interrogation is like?

And shouldn't the interrogation take place in bed? Why are you interrogating someone with two people hugging each other? They should take turns interrogating.

"Veneto, you're here?"

Jiang Zheng looked at Veneto with an apologetic smile on his face, but her expression became complicated for a moment. After thinking it over again and again, she finally came to his side and asked Trento to leave and take her place.

Then he asked in a very serious tone:

"Commander, um... do you want to go play over at Iron Blood?"

"What do you mean?"

Now it was Jiang Zheng's turn to be stunned. Looking at Veneto's hesitant look, it turned out that she was not the one who came to interrogate him?

"Commander, are you guys playing some kind of prison piay?"

"As for the Iron Blood Tour that Ms. Veneto mentioned, I will be a perfect tour guide~"

Prince Eugen brought Z23 in. When he saw Jiang Zheng's appearance, he couldn't help but tease him and licked the corner of his mouth with his tongue.

An extremely tempting look.

Chapter 70: Not Even Willing to Call Me Darling

"What do you mean by play...?"

Jiang Zheng didn't quite understand what Veneto said. Why did he suddenly ask him to go to Tiexue for a visit?

"Sorry... Littorio, Trento, Pola, you all go out first... Prince Eugen, you should leave first too."

Seeing that Jiang Zheng didn't quite understand, Veneto apologized to him, then turned to look at everyone and asked them to leave first.

When Trento and others saw this, they looked at each other and understood something. They left with complicated expressions, even Prince Eugen did the same. However, she still listened to Veneto's words and left. After all, there would always be an explanation.

After making sure they had completely left, Veneto habitually sat astride Jiang Zheng's thighs, pulled down her bra, pressed his face against her chest, and touched his head.

"Veneto...is it because of me?"

While enjoying the familiar facial cleanser, Jiang Zheng roughly understood something, probably because of the incident between him and Prince Eugen.

"Yes...and no, to be more precise, it's us."

Feeling his teasing, Veneto blushed and said, "How could it be his fault? In fact, it should be my fault."

"Commander, I actually know that you were forced by Prince Eugen."

"but..."

"But she made a condition, right?"

Enjoying the milky aroma that she could taste every day, Jiang Zheng thought about it for a while and roughly understood it.

There are surveillance cameras installed and a monitoring room in the autonomous region where Veneto and the others are, but no ship girl would go to see them. They are all family, so there is no need to question them. She must have known what happened after watching the surveillance.

But no matter how much he watched it, it still happened. In order to avoid accidents, this is probably what Veneto was thinking this time.

After all, there are benefits in it, although I don’t know what they are.

"Hmm..., so Commander..."

"Okay, I know. I'm just going out for fun. It's not like I won't be back. Why do you look like that?"

After taking out the facial cleanser, Jiang Zheng couldn't help but smile as he looked at Veneto whose face had turned pink.

Could it be that all the Iron Blood shipgirls are man-eating monsters? I'm not some delicious Tang Sanzang meat.

Bar...

"No, Commander, I'm worried that you don't want to come back..."

Veneto hugged Jiang Zheng's neck with both hands, stared at him with eyes as light gray as his hair, and then said these words of distrust.

Hearing this, Jiang Zheng couldn't help but reach out and slap her plump and round buttocks, making her moan, and the moisture in her eyes became more obvious.

"How could anyone slander your commander like that? You're asking for a fight!"

"Aren't you, Commander?"

"Of course not! VV, tell me, you don't treat me as your dear, and you don't even want to call me godfather. What have I done to make you disrespect me so much?"

"Commander, you'd better not go to see the Godfather movie with Littorio and Garibaldi. We really don't have so many mafias in Sardinia. What era is this now?"