Commander, you smell so good.

Jiang Zheng did not say anything, but held her tall and plump figure in his arms, feeling the softness and faint fragrance of her body under the military skirt, and kissing her red lips. All the answers were in this brief action.

"Then I'll take this as your agreement. I won't allow the time you've invested with me to go to waste. I'll accept the 'token' you've given me."

Peter Strasser's white-gloved fingertips lightly touched his lips, and he felt the breath that just hit him. He chuckled because he had already accepted his feelings and his confession.

"Peter Strasser, I won't reject you. It's my honor to have such beautiful ship girls like you."

"I will treasure the time you spend with me."

He buried his head in her chest, sniffing the faint milky scent between her breasts and rubbing his face against them, while holding her slender waist tightly with both hands. He was so happy that he could be with his wife.

"Me too. However, although I don't mind you doing this, I can already see them. How about you do what you want to do next time?"

Touching his back, Peter Strasser noticed the figures on the distant sea level, not one fleet, but two.

He left her arms and tidied himself up. Although Eugen and Egil helped him get up and wash every day, he was not spoiled yet.

Looking at the green figure floating on the sea, Jiang Zheng smiled gently.

It's Littorio.

Chapter 160 The Sardinian Fleet Arrives

"Littorio..."

"Long time no see, my dear Amante. In total, it should be thirty-five days since we last met, including the time when you were on the boat. I wonder how many times you thought of me in these thirty-five days?"

Waiting for the two fleets, Veneto and Littorio, to come ashore, and looking at their faces that he hadn't seen for a long time, Jiang Zheng recalled his previous life in Sardinia, and the heroic Littorio in front of him, who was full of confidence and narcissism all the time.

After crossing the strait to come here, even though he was exposed to the salty and humid sea breeze, Jiang Zheng felt as if a long time had passed by the green cloak swaying in the wind and the unchanging smile.

The only difference is that there is no sense of distance as things have changed and people have changed. She is still as beautiful as ever.

Seeing him staring at him without saying a word, with his figure reflected in his brown eyes, Littorio's smile became even brighter, and a feeling of being moved surged up in his heart. He took a step forward, held his face forcefully and kissed him.

After a deep kiss, their lips separated. Looking at Jiang Zheng's delighted expression, Littorio began to joke:

"Haha~, I can see you've fallen in love with me, Commander. But when we meet, you should laugh heartily, not shed tears of emotion. We're not the protagonists of a tragedy. Besides, have you ever seen a protagonist better than me?"

"...You're still the same. Come on, let go. My dear Littorio, I still have work to do."

Leaving her arms, Jiang Zheng waved his hand and said, at the same time looking at the Sardinian ship girls who were looking at him with different expressions. Whether it was Zarapola or Sky Eagle, they were all waiting for him to come forward and hug them.

"But you haven't told me how many times you've thought of me. Honey, I've thought of you a hundred and forty-five times. You're the only one who can get my thoughts."

"Then my answer is that I think about you every day. Let's leave it at that for now."

Unable to bear the eager gazes of her and the other ship girls, Jiang Zheng gave her a satisfactory answer and walked towards Pola and Zara. Facing their happy smiles that could not be concealed, Jiang Zheng did not pretend to be a serious soldier anymore. He went straight up and hugged the gorgeous sisters in his arms, one on each side, enjoying their plump and attractive figures and kneading their irresistible buttocks.

"My two beautiful wives, did you miss me?"

"Really~ Commander, no matter how anxious you are, you should at least take a look at your surroundings, right?"

"That's right, Sister Zara is right. If you continue to mess around, I'll stab you with my sword."

He said that he would punish Jiang Zheng, but Zara and Pola, who were hugged by him on both sides, kept giggling and twisting their bodies, which made him feel more comfortable.

Seeing that Jiang Zheng did not hide his desire at all, the other Sardinian ship girls who had wanted to be reserved all came up to him and offered him irresistible temptations. With shyness and bold ideas, they all took the initiative to attack.

"Commander~, the buttons on my chest are a little tight, could you help me undo them?"

"Commander~, you can act as spoiled as you like~"

"Hey, you like this place instead of Gorizia, right?... I understand. ///"

The Sardinian ship girls took the initiative and made bold and ambiguous moves, which made Peter Strasser, who was a little complacent about his successful confession not long ago, feel the difference.

If there were only a few ship girls, Peter Strasser could still accept it, but he didn't expect that the ship girls from both fleets would rush forward directly. Except for the destroyers that couldn't squeeze in, the older sister ship girls all looked so hungry.

But what Peter Strasser cared about was the relationship between Jiang Zheng and them. If he didn't know before and could only guess, now he knew that he had won the hearts of all the Sardinian ship girls, to the point that he became what he is now.

Otherwise, Peter Strasser believed that such a thing would never happen, at least not in Iron Blood. However, nothing could be said in the room, and everyone would maintain their dignity regardless of whether there were outsiders or not.

"Sorry~, you are Peter Strasser, right?"

"Yes, Vittorio Veneto, flagship of the Sardinian fleet, nice to meet you."

After Peter Strasser understood Jiang Zheng's status in Sardinia and made sure that everything was fine, Veneto asked her name and asked her to be serious and do the etiquette. After shaking hands, he let go.

"It's hard to imagine that Jiang Zheng and you have such a good relationship."

Looking at Jiang Zheng who was already drowning in the chest tightness of the Sardinian ship girl, Peter Strasser spoke slowly, with a hint of envy in his tone.

Because Jiang Zheng has no barriers with the Sardinian ship girls, but they still have Tiexue, or it can be said that not every ship girl has such a good relationship with him.

"Me too. At first I thought he was just a human who drifted here due to a shipwreck or something, but I didn't expect him to get along so well with us, and even win the hearts of all of us in Sardinia. This is really incredible."

Veneto stared at Jiang Zheng who had been drowned, with the corners of his mouth curved up, with a hint of love and sweetness hidden in it. His gaze, gentle enough to soften bones, was only for him, and his tone was full of emotion.

"I see. I thought you noticed something was wrong with him and were protecting him..."

"Things are always so mysterious, aren't they?"

Hearing the incredulous tone, Veneto tucked the hair beside his cheek and said it in agreement, as if it was inevitable. But sometimes, maybe it's just an inevitable coincidence?

"Well, in order not to waste each other's time, Miss Peter Strasser, please take us to see the iron-blooded Chancellor."

"my pleasure"

After taking a look at Jiang Zheng, Peter Strasser took the initiative to take Veneto to Bismarck's office, and the ship girls belonging to the fleet led by Veneto nodded and followed. They needed to go for a meeting. Littorio could not go, but as the flagship of Sardinia, the ship girls leading Veneto must go.

After a brief conversation, they obtained the right to live on the next floor of the Iris Theocracy fleet, and a group of ship girls excitedly went to Jiang Zheng's room.

Then, the scene began to become chaotic.

"Who are you? Why did you come into our house?"

Prince Rupprecht crossed his arms and looked at the group of ship girls rushing into his and his love nest with an unfriendly face.

Chapter 162: Louis IX: I will swear allegiance to you! (Edited)

After being drained again, I looked at myself in the mirror and found that I had lost weight again. My waist was resisting faintly. There were dense lip lines and lips marks on my neck and body. The lip kiss could be wiped off, but the lip marks could not be dealt with in a short time.

After the collar was pulled up, the lip marks on his neck were covered. Tianying felt very satisfied. After turning around to make sure there was no problem, he hugged him from behind and sniffed the smell of shower gel on his body, as well as the special smell that was addictive.

"Tianying, you don't look like a lady anymore, you look like a nympho..."

"Commander~, it was obviously you who took the initiative first. Otherwise, as a lady, Sky Eagle would not do such a bold thing, so Commander~, you must take all the responsibility~"

A charming voice came from her throat. Tianying swung her ponytails in dissatisfaction. Her eyes, like emeralds, were moist and shiny. Her face was radiant with a light pink. The most appropriate word to describe her was that her face was flushed.

The tender white fingers like green onions slowly slid down from his chest. Tianying was infatuated with the smell coming from his body. She deeply loved the human in her arms whom she would never let go.

Jiang Zheng had nothing to say about this, but continued to let her little hands caress him. No matter how hard she stroked him, he really didn't have a drop left.

"Okay, stop messing around. There's a banquet waiting. This is just time for a little thing."

"Yes, Commander~, Sky Eagle loves you~"

"Me too"

After kissing for a while in the bathroom, she took Tianying's little hand and walked out to the living room. Seeing that the floor had been mopped as clean as a mirror, she nodded in admiration.

This cleaning ability is really amazing.

"Commander, you and Skyhawk are out? And you said there's not a drop left, even though we haven't eaten enough yet~"

The blush on her face had not yet faded, and Pola was savoring the pleasure that penetrated deep into her bones. She stretched out her pink tongue to lick her fingertips, and her whole body exuded a charming and seductive temperament, giving people the feeling that she was born with a hot temper. If you look at her for a few more seconds, you might not be able to control your second brother, and then become the second brother yourself.

"I really don't have a single drop left. I was just kissing Tianying just now. I ate too much meat. I have no desires at all now."

After giving Pora a cold look, Jiang Zheng casually sat beside her, rubbed her chest, and told her what it meant to be careful and reflect on herself. Don't think that just because you are a ship girl, you can deceive people! Come and attack! He is just an ordinary person.

One day, he will repay you a hundredfold!

"Yeah~, Commander, I want it too~"

"Okay, Paula, we still have an hour, let's clean up."

Raising his hands to tie his wavy hair with a ribbon, the blush on his face slowly faded. Veneto, already 'full and satisfied', still needed to attend the banquet, not only to show respect to the host who had invited him and the others, but also for the sake of the alliance, and...

After eating so much "staple food", you need some sweet snacks to relieve the greasiness.

After quickly cleaning up the battlefield, Jiang Zheng, who was dressed up by the ship girls, also cheered up to face tonight's banquet.

Although he was not tall and strong, he was not short at all. He wore a nice stiff suit, combed his hair with gel, had black hair, and had bright eyes. In addition, he was taught etiquette by the Roman orthodox Veneto and others, which also improved his temperament.

Even if it was only for a short time, the standing upright figure and posture made the already full Sardinian ship girls feel hungry again, even though they had just eaten not long ago.

After all, for the ship girls, Jiang Zheng's suit is tantamount to uniform temptation, which makes the already tempted ship girls even more tempted. It's a pity that there are only so many positions.

Holding the arms of the ladylike Skyhawk and the ladylike Gorizia, and surrounded by the ship girls, with Veneto and Littorio leading the way, she walked into the banquet hall with a sense of green leaves against flowers, and immediately attracted the attention of many ship girls. They had different expressions, and most of them were half curious and half secretly in love.

"It must be Littorio's idea. Given Jiang Zheng's thinking, I don't think he would do such a thing."

"Of course, my lovely child doesn't like to make a big fuss, but such a child is quite cute~"

Bismarck changed into the dress he wore at the last banquet, sat on a chair and watched Sardinia and the others making a scene. He immediately understood what they were thinking. Frederick also nodded repeatedly, his eyes fixed on Jiang Zheng.

Richelieu, the leader of the Iris Fleet, stood a little further away, listening to Bismarck and the others. He was surprised and stared at him with interest. He was very interested in Jiang Zheng.

He looked down at his clothes. Although they were formal attire, Richelieu believed that Jiang Zheng was not the kind of person who cared too much about his appearance, as long as he was not wearing strange clothes.

"Saint Lu IX, do you think this person will be the center of attention at tonight's banquet?"

The more she looked at him, the more she felt that this person was very unusual. Richelieu curiously asked Saint Luke IX beside her. Her intuition had already told her, but she still wanted to know what the Templars were thinking.

"Saint Lu Ninth?"

After a long time without receiving a response, Richelieu thought that Saint Luke IX didn't hear him. He turned his head to look, and the next moment Richelieu opened his eyes wide.

Saint Lu IX in front of him was trembling all over, his hands clenched into fists, his face full of piety, like a believer who had received God's approval. His scarlet eyes revealed a hint of madness and emotion, as if...

It was as if I had seen God.

Seeing Louis IX like this, Richelieu immediately understood that Jiang Zheng, who was surrounded by the Sardinian ship girls, was definitely not simple. But at this moment, the more important thing was to stabilize the current state of Saint Louis IX. Otherwise, if he did something wrong...

However, just as Richelieu had this thought, Saint Lu IX had already taken action. He walked straight to Zhi Jiangzheng with his legs wearing iron boots and his silver-gray hair fluttering.

Noticing the strangeness, Pola and Zara quickly tried to block Jiang Zheng behind them, but before they could take a defensive posture, Saint Lu IX had already knelt on one knee in front of Jiang Zheng like a knight. The force of his kneeling was so strong that the floor made an unbearable sound, which immediately attracted the attention of the ship girls present.

"Saint Lu IX!"

Richelieu was about to go to her and pull her up, but the words he heard next made him stop firmly.

"I come to your service at the will of God, King Louis IX. It is an honor to meet you."

"My prophet, my guide, my commander..."

Saint Lu IX spoke to himself in a pious tone, making the atmosphere in the entire banquet hall become weird.

Chapter 163 High-quality Answers

Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?

These three questions were spinning around Jiang Zheng's head. Looking at Saint Lu IX who knelt on one knee without saying a word, Jiang Zheng scratched his scalp, feeling confused and his head felt a little itchy.

My head is so itchy. Is it possible that I need to grow a brain?

"...Commander, when did you become the Son of God?"

"Don't be ridiculous. Cardinal Richelieu is watching me. I'm not Jesus Christ..."

Facing Zara's teasing, Jiang Zheng glanced at Richelieu who had stopped forcibly in the distance. In fact, he had noticed him a long time ago, but he just didn't have time to say hello.

However, as Saint Lu IX knelt on one knee, the banquet hall became solemn and the ship girls were talking about it. Jiang Zheng still let Saint Lu IX stand up first, at least not to stand out so much.

Fortunately, Saint Lu IX listened and did not persist, which made Jiang Zheng feel relieved. However, when he met her wet scarlet eyes, Jiang Zheng did not know what to do and could only wait for Richelieu to come.

"I am deeply sorry for the inconvenience and trouble this has caused you, Mr. Jiang Zheng."

Richelieu walked through the crowd, followed by two ship girls holding swords. She slowly bent down and expressed her sincerity to him in the name of Richelieu of the Iris Theocracy.

The two ship girls behind him also followed the Cardinal's actions and apologized. This was a problem caused within the Iris Fleet and it must not cause a serious diplomatic incident.

Even though it sounds strange that the Templars of the Iris Fleet knelt on one knee and swore allegiance in the name of God in front of the friendship contact of the Iron-Blooded Sardinian Alliance, what happened has happened, and a timely apology is the best way to express your attitude.

"It's alright, Cardinal Richelieu. I think there must be some reason why this Paladin...knight treated me so kindly. I can't stand such a joke...haha."