Commander, you smell so good.

He raised his brows. Although he already knew Jean Bart's attitude, it was a fact that could not be changed. Moreover, since he was already here, was there any point in regretting it?

Not to mention whether Richelieu would agree or not, Sardinia and Iron Blood alone would disagree. Such behavior of being a fence-sitter would not be tolerated anywhere.

What's more, Richelieu did not think that this decision was a wrong one.

"You...then you can do whatever you want. Anyway, I have been dissatisfied with those royal people for a long time. Those old guys also have their own ideas."

"By the way, they sent us messages. Please reply to them in the next few days to avoid them coming here desperately."

Without meeting Richelieu's gaze, Jean Bart spoke casually. Now that the matter was done, there was no point in saying anything.

What's more, she has always believed that Richelieu is not the kind of person who is foolish for a moment, and she naturally has her own deep meaning in doing this.

Don’t think too much about it. Anyway, you are just an agent. Now that the real leader is back, the rest of the things will be left to her.

But when Jean Bart turned to leave, he just took the first step and remembered the human who had just shaken hands with him. He turned his head to look in the direction they left. After looking a few more times, Jean Bart withdrew his gaze and returned to his own tavern.

"Your Excellency the Bishop... um, do you need it?"

"No, my sister is like this. Isn't this a well-known fact?"

With a faint helpless smile, Richelieu rejected La Galissonnière's idea. She had her own considerations and it was too early now.

What's more, she is an older sister. Isn't it her duty to take care of her younger sister?

"Then, report what happened in my absence, La Galissonnier, in as much detail as possible."

No longer looking at Jean Bart, Richelieu met La Galissonnière's eyes and could see the boredom in her eyes, which was not important.

Watching Richelieu gradually exuding the aura of a leader, La Galissonnière blinked her eyes, thinking to herself that Bishop Richelieu was different, and there was still a big difference between the sisters.

La Galissonnière then related to her all that had happened during her absence, some good, some bad, but generally speaking few of them worthy of note.

After finishing his report, La Galissonnier, feeling bored, saw the Bishop lost in thought and wondered if he should just run away. But wouldn't that be disrespectful to the Bishop?

"Your Excellency, if there is nothing else, I will leave first."

"Okay, that's it for now, but you have to go to the warehouse and prepare twenty mind cubes tomorrow."

“I am of great use”

Chapter 190 Tomorrow's Arrangements

After Richelieu temporarily dealt with some things, he came to the reception hall and met Vauquelin, who was originally responsible for receiving them. He was now sitting next to Jiang Zheng in a familiar manner and talking about him.

As for the two Iron-Blooded Ship Girls, they were sitting on the other side. One was closing her eyes to rest, while the other was staring at Jiang Zheng's face, but there was no change in her expression.

"So, you've become what you are today after a lot of hard work, right? You have to be the liaison between the three parties and the commander at the same time. It turns out that a capable person should wear many hats."

After learning about Jiang Zheng's experience, Walkeran said with emotion. He had already put away the double-pronged gun in his hand. He sat casually on the comfortable sofa and took a sip of the specially prepared lemon juice on the table.

"...How did you come to that conclusion? Not at all. All of this was just a blessing from luck. The ones I really have to thank are Northwest Wind and Southwest Wind for rescuing me from the beach. Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to see me anymore."

He glanced at Walkerlan strangely. It was obvious that he had been rescued luckily all the time, and then he was inexplicably saved and loved by the ship girls, which led to his current situation. How could rescue become a thesis summary of hard work and courage in her mouth?

I picked up the same lemon juice as hers and took a drink. Hmm, it was sweet and sour and delicious. It was still great.

"Hey! Jiang Zheng, you should know that luck is also a form of strength, you know? I remember there were some works in Donghuang where the characters fell off a cliff and were lucky enough to survive and be rescued. If they were unlucky, they would have died long ago. Don't you think this is a form of strength?"

"Okay, I know what that work you're watching is. All I can tell you is this, girl, believe in science."

"Would you like to sign a contract and become a magical girl?"

Seeing such a chatty ship girl, Jiang Zheng spoke half-jokingly, raised his hand and rubbed her head back and forth, making her soft long hair a little messy. However, the ahoge on the top of her head was still so smart. When he tried to tease it, the ahoge would move away automatically.

As expected, Aho-Mao is the real one?

With his left hand on Walkerlan's head, Jiang Zheng wanted to delve into the matter, completely unaware that Walkerlan, the girl who had been ravaged by him, had a flushed face. Her cute face was stained with pink, making her look even cuter than her carefree and talkative look just now.

Of course, no one objected to such contact. Even Algeria, who came along, nodded happily. After all, they were a little worried about letting Walkerland alone be responsible for the reception.

But it’s better this way now, it’s better this way.

"It seems like you guys are getting along pretty well, so I don't have to worry."

Seeing that they had stopped talking, Richelieu, who had arrived earlier but had not entered, knocked on the unlocked door, making a tapping sound, and then slowly came in with La Galissonnière, sat opposite them, with a gentle smile on his face.

Apart from anything else, it seems that Jiang Zheng has gained friendly relations with many people in the Iris Kingdom.

This is exactly what Richelieu was happy to see.

"You are here, Richelieu"

Seeing her coming, Jiang Zheng put down the hand that was pressing on Walkerlan's head, and at the same time glanced at the pink-haired girl with twin ponytails beside her. At this moment, her face was almost filled with an expression of boredom.

But the next moment, when he met her rosy eyes, his eyes lit up visibly, as if he had foreseen something that interested him, and looked straight at him.

For a moment, Jiang Zheng couldn't remember who the ship girl in front of him was, and he didn't have a deep impression of her.

"Of course, you are here because of the agreement between you and me, so that will naturally come first."

"This is La Galissonnière, my current right-hand man. But don't be fooled by her appearance, she is actually an inquisitor of the Church."

Mainly because his gaze was facing La Galissonnière beside him, Richelieu began to introduce her name.

But just after Richelieu finished talking about the Inquisitor of Jiao Yan, Jiang Zheng's face turned strange.

The Iris Kingdom has not yet been divided into Free Iris and Vichy, so does it have a detailed name now?

After raising their hands to introduce each other, Jiang Zheng ignored La Galissonnier's curious gaze and began to talk to Richelieu about what would happen next.

Although an agreement has been signed to stay with Iris for a period of time, and to awaken several Iris ship girls for this purpose, in order to maintain a cooperative relationship.

Of course, in addition to this, deeper relationships can also be developed, such as the private relationship with Richelieu.

Perhaps even other people did not expect that Jiang Zheng actually had a very friendly relationship with the Bishop in private. The fact that he could call her by such a familiar name must be a little secret unknown to others.

After handing over some things and making some insignificant choices, Jiang Zheng put away the key that Richelieu handed to him, looked at the two completely different keys in his hand, then looked up at Richelieu's smile and the movement of his hair playing with it, and put it away without any expression.

When I have time, I will go and have a good talk with Bishop Richelieu in private.

"By the way, do you need me to wake up the ship girl now? We have plenty of time now. Although it's almost dark, if we hurry up now, we can wake her up before dark."

"No, not yet. Although I'm glad you brought this up, there's no rush. Besides, the journey is long, and I'm sure you're tired after a few days on the cruise. Please take a good rest."

Richelieu took a sip of the wine handed to him by Algeria and glanced at the scenery outside the window gradually setting. He was not in a hurry.

He is here now, can he really run away?

Moreover, as a cardinal, she is also the flagship and leader of the fleet of the Iris Theocracy's Navy Department. She has a lot to do, and there are not many things that Bal can solve.

So, there's no rush now.

"By the way, as a welcome banquet, at this time tomorrow night, please, as a distinguished guest, go to the banquet hall. Algeria will take you there."

"Don't forget Algeria"

Remembering something about him, Richelieu said lightly that it was time to show Iris's strength, and that was naturally the world-famous dish.

"Please rest assured, Master Richelieu, I will complete the task you assigned perfectly."

After secretly glancing at Jiang Zheng, Algeria happily assured him with a hint of excitement in his tone.

Chapter 191 Maid Witch

As night fell, after enjoying a delicious meal of French baked snails with Parseval and the others, he went to the room Richemont had prepared for him. After taking a general look at the beautiful interior, he went straight to the bedroom and lay down.

Lie down after eating and you will gain three pounds.

But this sentence was no longer suitable for him. His previous nighttime exercise had resulted in him hardly gaining weight. Returning to his room, Jiang Zheng habitually lay down and locked the door, enjoying the softness of the bed and the fragrance in the air.

Recalling the key Richelieu had given him not long ago, he took it out and took a look. One of the two keys was ordinary, but the other was engraved with a rose print, which made it hard not to think too much.

But the more I thought about it, the more I felt something was wrong. Was Richelieu trying to say something to me? He had to use such a subtle method, and even the key to the door, so the meaning was obvious.

After thinking about it, Jiang Zheng chose to ignore it, then casually put the keys beside him and took out the handheld game console he had prepared in advance. Now he really had some free time to play.

However, even though he thought so, Parseval would not let him spend a boring night so easily.

The witch left her cold and lifeless room, glanced at Odin who had closed the door and should be resting, and then Parseval went to the next room, which was her commander's room.

After using some trivial tricks to automatically unlock the door, she went in and closed it, walked gracefully into his bedroom, and broke in forcefully.

"Are you just quiet like that, my lovely familiar?"

"...How did you get in?"

Sitting up, Jiang Zheng, who had been staring at the handheld screen, turned around to look at the witch who had already opened the door, raised his eyebrows, and wondered why she came here, but the witch didn't give him enough time to think.

She put on a charming smile, walked with her round and slender legs, and her black high heels made crisp sounds on the clean floor. Her beautiful figure sat beside him.

To be honest, if it were in the past, let alone just sitting next to him, even if she came over, Jiang Zheng would pause the game, and ask her the reason for her visit with imagination and expectation in his heart.

But now Jiang Zheng is no longer able to be moved by it, and has become a temporary Liu Xiahui. He still has to enjoy the game.

Seeing that Jiang Zheng seemed to not care about her coming at all, the witch was not angry at all about the willfulness of the familiar. She just raised her hand slightly with a smile, and slid her thumb across the tip of her middle finger. With a snap of her fingers, the picture in the handheld game console disappeared instantly, and she could even faintly smell a hint of burnt fragrance.

“Oh my handheld game console! Oh my handheld game console!!”

"What are you doing? Haha~ Ouch..."

The moment the picture disappeared, Jiang Zheng knew who was behind it. He made a sad and heartbreaking sound and suddenly turned his head to look at Parseval. She still had a smiling expression on her face, with a smug smirk in her eyes.

Although we don't need to punish him, we can still give him a small lesson.

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, my beautiful witch lady, no, Parseval, my dear ship girl, my lovely wedding ship."

At this point, Jiang Zheng also knew that Parseval was really a little angry, but it was just a small kind of anger. He threw away something that was obviously broken and had been used for less than ten minutes. He moved his butt to sit next to her, and his right hand naturally hugged her slender waist. He slowly bent his head and rested it on her round shoulders, rubbing it little by little, and held her left hand, placing it in the palm of his hand and kneading it carefully.

This is a little skill he learned from his interactions with the witch. No, to be more precise, it applies to all ship girls, so much so that Bismarck would not refuse his cheating.

As for the wedding ship, Parseval learned about it from the Sky Eagle. It can only be said that this confused and careless young lady is the easiest to be tricked into revealing things.

Jiang Zheng's 'cheating' was very effective, making the witch no longer care about his disregard for her. She slowly turned her head and looked at Jiang Zheng who wanted to be forgiven by her. Parseval subconsciously softened his heart.

"It's okay to be a rebellious child, but I'm still glad you've come back again."

"But as an apology for damaging your property...just lie down first."

Jiang Zheng didn't know what the witch wanted to do, but he still followed her instructions, lay down obediently, and waited for her arrangements.

Afterwards, Jiang Zheng saw that Parseval's clothes had changed, and the change took only one second, turning into a set of clothes that he had seen in the game before.

The distinctive iron-blooded military skirt was transformed into a black and white sleeveless maid outfit, with a standard maid headband on the head, beautiful lace on the neckline, and a black iron cross necklace hanging from it.

The chest has changed from the northern hemisphere to the eastern and western hemispheres, and since it is a sleeveless type, you can see the seductive side breasts.

The black and white skirt hem of the lower body can barely cover the base of the thighs, and the change from black stockings to white stockings instantly transforms her from charming and seductive to pure and lovely, with an innocent girlish feeling coming to the face.

Such a sudden change made Jiang Zheng's eyes suddenly become hot. Before he could say anything, Parseval slowly bent down, supported his hands on the comfortable and soft mattress, and slowly crawled into his arms. The magnificent softness on her chest swayed like a full and rich fruit. Until the witch sat on his lower abdomen, a blush appeared on her beautiful face, with a hint of moisture that had not been there before.

"How's it going? My lovely familiar~, no, to be more precise, I should call you 'Master' now."

"Since we have a rare opportunity to escape from the Iron Blood and spend some happy time together, why not have a wonderful night of sweet dreams~"

The slender white hair passed across his chest and stopped at his buttons, and was separated with a gentle push. There was a hint of irresistible charm in the words, which were the whispers from a witch.

"...Your maid outfit must have been copied from Egil, but I have to say, I just love it."

"So, my beautiful witch, no, maid, can you help me with this hardware problem?"

Holding her soft and boneless little hand, Jiang Zheng looked at the sweet fruit swaying in front of him. Originally, he had no desire at all, but now he has it, and he needs to deal with it immediately.

After taking a deep look at his 'master', Parseval followed the experience he had gained from previous private conversations with them and used his mouth to unlock the dragon's prison that was giving him pleasure.

While they were doing happy things, Odin, who was secretly watching, also joined in this long-lost joyful music.

Chapter 192: Reception and Church in Dunkirk

"Jiang Zheng, I wonder how your rest was yesterday?"

"Fortunately, the room that Bishop Richelieu arranged for me was great. It was comfortable and soft. Just sitting there and closing my eyes made me feel relaxed, just like at home."

Sitting on the armchair in the living room, holding a knife in his left hand and a fork in his right hand, Jiang Zheng tasted the breakfast made by Dunkirk. After taking a bite, he was very surprised by the extremely delicious taste. He looked at Dunkirk with admiration. He didn't expect that in addition to being a pastry chef, she was also a real chef.

In Jiang Zheng's impression, pastry chefs really only know how to make related desserts and pastries, and nothing else. But later he thought about it and realized that pastry chefs are just dessert chefs, and being able to make main dishes is the most basic thing.