Commander, you smell so good.

Perhaps one of the most beautiful and happy things in this world is enjoying delicious food.

"Ha... sweets really are something that makes people happy... ah."

Dunkirk unconsciously said this, and then he came to his senses and turned to look at Jiang Zheng. He met his expression that was almost a smile, and his happy expression was replaced by astonishment and shyness. Then he hurriedly shifted his gaze, touching the hair between his cheeks, looking charming and attractive.

"You overheard it by accident, Jiang Zheng..."

"Sister Dunkirk is always like this, Lord Jiang Zheng. Let me tell you, it's not just here. Many times, no matter where, when you see Sister Dunkirk enjoying dessert, she will show such a happy expression."

Seeing the shy Dunkirk, after getting to know Jiang Zheng better, Kebo whispered beside him, with some joy in his eyes, but mostly just saying whatever he wanted, a bit of the cuteness of a child who speaks without restraint.

This soft voice has little effect on the ship girl, it is equivalent to discussing secrets loudly in front of her.

"What! What?! So this is how I always feel when I eat sweets? Oh... I feel a little embarrassed."

The horrifying child's careless words directly broke Dunkirk's defense. Her defense was low to begin with, and there was someone next to her who was a little concerned. This revelation made Dunkirk's pretty face blush, just like a cute and pink peach that was about to drip water.

"That's Dunkirk. It's rare for you to show such a happy expression. We are embarrassed to disturb your happy moment."

"Not only me and Ke Horror, even Xia Fei and Saint Lu IX didn't say anything. What's more, enjoying delicious food is part of happiness, there's nothing to refuse."

Algeria sat next to Dunkirk, crossing her beautiful legs, enjoying the taste of coffee and milk tea, and telling her good sister about her beautiful moments. But the more she talked, the more Dunkirk wanted to bury her head.

Stop it, stop it. This is too embarrassing. She is also a knight.

But fortunately, the teasing did not continue, otherwise Dunkirk would have to think about her own affairs because of excessive shyness. It is not pleasant to see her change her good qualities because of some things.

Evil, who was soundly sleeping in Jiang Zheng's arms, also woke up and enjoyed the delicious food made by Dunkirk together. She changed from a white-haired ball who only knew how to sleep to a white-haired ball who ate a lot. Jiang Zheng maintained his original evaluation of the excellent protrusions they mentioned.

This is a white-haired ball that eats and sleeps, a pig that can be bullied at will.

After enjoying the delicious food, Algeria continued to take Jiang Zheng to other places to play. There were so many places to play, so there was no need to stay here for the whole day.

What bothered Algeria was that Jiang Zheng's eyes always stayed on his sisters, which made her feel a little unhappy.

After Algeria and Dunkirk finished eating and packed up, and saw them leave, Horrible slowly sighed:

"Master Jiang Zheng... is surprisingly approachable."

"Hmm Zzz..."

Chapter 200 The wooden wheel on the sea is the pirates' secret base

"We've already been to White Rabbit's secret base. Where should we go next? Should we go to the swimming pool, the music studio, or even Dream Home Town? But Dream Home Town wouldn't be fun if there weren't enough people."

"But it's almost lunchtime now, how about we go out for dinner? We have a restaurant here called Polidor. It's not the original, but it's a replica of that historic restaurant..."

"Um, we just finished dessert not long ago, and we're already eating so soon?"

After leaving the vicious villa, Algeria took Jiang Zheng's arm, squeezing the breasts that were not covered by the bra. She raised her head slightly, and there was a bit of confusion on her mature and gentle face, as if she was thinking about where her next destination would be.

Jiang Zheng took a look at her initiative, and then felt his left hand being held by Dunkirk. He felt secretly happy and ashamed for a moment.

He was secretly happy because he hadn't taken the initiative yet, but they had already done so, which made him feel a little bit inflated. However, he was embarrassed because they said they were going to get ready for dinner even though they had just finished dessert not long ago.

So much so that he believed that women really have two stomachs in their bodies, one for desserts and the other for delicacies, and they are used separately.

The most important thing is that he just ate a little too much, not to mention that he had a big carbohydrate gift pack from Dunkirk in the morning, and now he had another big meal. He was definitely not hungry, but he definitely couldn't eat much even if he could.

"That's right. Eating so much is not good for your health, Jiang Zheng. Although I really want to tell you that our Iris dishes will please you, but let's talk about it later."

"Instead of that, can you drink? If so, I'd like to take you to a banquet bar or a wooden ship at sea."

Suddenly, Dunkirk brought up this matter, seemingly wanting to introduce someone to him.

Looking into her scarlet eyes, Jiang Zheng roughly guessed who it was.

Jean Bart.

......

"I say, Dunkirk, if that's all you're bringing him here for, well... I have no problem with that."

After boarding the wooden ship and going to the sea side, Jiang Zheng saw Jean Bart in a charming swimsuit. At this time, she was lying on a hammock tied between a coconut tree and a mast, with a pirate hat on her head. She looked leisurely and bored, just like a pirate captain who had nothing to do and had not found a target to plunder, and was forced to enjoy herself.

However, the people brought by Dunkirk broke her tranquility, and finally made her say something that did not refuse, feeling a little unhappy.

There was no way. Although it was Richelieu who asked the question in the Holy Church at that time, she did not say a word. But after seeing such a miracle, she did not say the words to drive him away, not to mention that he was a VIP invited by Richelieu himself.

So she had no objection.

"Okay, Jiang Zheng, I'll leave this to you. Go and have a good chat with Jean Bart. Let's go prepare lunch."

Algeria and Dunkirk did not hide the smiles on their faces. They happily left Jiang Zheng here and went into the ship's hall. After all, this place was not as it looked from the outside. There was a big world inside.

Then, only Jean Bal and Jiang Zheng were left here. They stared at each other with wide eyes and remained silent.

After less than two and a half minutes, it became difficult for Jean Bal to bear the stalemate. He glared at him and said angrily:

"What are you looking at? What are you looking at?"

"Why don't you sit down? Why are you standing?"

Seeing this, Jiang Zheng couldn't help but smile, then found a place to sit down, sat on a treasure chest where the treasure was kept, and stared at Jean Bart silently.

"Hey, don't you know that staring at others is very rude? And you know what will happen if you break into the pirates' secret base without permission? There will be consequences."

Really confused by his obscurity, Bal spoke again, but this time his tone was not as disgusted as at the beginning, but rather contained a hint of unhappiness.

"They brought me here from Algeria, and I won't refuse their hospitality."

"But then again, you're wearing a pirate captain's hat. Are you planning on treasure hunting?"

Jiang Zheng teased her about her boring look. She seemed to be looking into the distance with something on her mind. Although he didn't know why Dunkirk and the others brought him here, it must be related to Jean Bart.

"Hat? I'm named after a pirate hero, so in a sense it is. But treasure hunting? Humph, what kind of treasure can there be near the sea? One day when I defeat the Sirens, I will take you to experience real treasure hunting."

"But dealing with the Sirens is a very long process. We haven't even fully grasped their true strength yet. If we want to hunt for treasure, that's not going to happen."

As if the mention of something that interested her made the corners of Bal's mouth curl up a little, or perhaps he was thinking of recalling something happy, but after thinking about the Sirens, he felt bored again.

After that, the two of them fell silent again. Unable to bear such an atmosphere, Bal simply got off the hammock, took two cans of Coke from a small treasure chest next to the hammock, and then sat next to him, pushing him to the other side.

"Go ahead, don't sit on my treasure chest. If it gets broken, you'll have to accompany me."

"What? Didn't you let me sit here? And you squeezed in too. This thing might break if it can't bear our weight."

"Tsk, you're implying I'm heavy? I'm telling you, I'm not listening! Get out of here!"

Then, with Jean Bart squeezing in and Jiang Zheng making way for them, the two of them sat together on the gold-painted treasure chest, as if they had won a trophy. Only the treasure chest bore a weight that it shouldn't have to bear.

Treasure Chest: It’s so hard for me.

"Well, this is Coke, drink it, but don't say I didn't treat you well, it's still ice cold."

Jiang Zheng took the Coke that Jean Bal handed to him. It felt icy cold and he was silent for a moment.

He was neither thirsty nor hungry now, so it was better for him to take some first.

Regardless of whether he drank it or not, Jean Bal simply pried open the pressure hole, and with a click, he raised his head and started guzzling the Coke. She couldn't even drink too much at once because her mouth was too small. The dark brown crystal liquid slid down her fair skin, looking particularly tempting under the sunlight.

Chapter 201 The balance between the two parties needs a third party to break

"Burp~Huh, it feels so good to drink in big gulps like this."

She drank all the Coke in one go, raised her hand to wipe away the remaining drops at the corners of her mouth, and some of the Coke that slid down her snow-white neck gathered in her cleavage. Her fair skin was stained with liquid, giving her a unique sense of temptation.

He threw the empty can into the trash can in the corner and wiped his chest. The mark left by the liquid gradually drying up was a bit sticky and a bit unpleasant.

Suddenly thinking of something, Bal quickly turned his head and saw that Jiang Zheng had no longer looked at her. Instead, he turned his head to look towards the sea, as if he knew she would turn around and ask him, and had already prepared to avoid him.

Jiang Zheng's behavior made Jean Bart feel good but also a little unhappy. He would actively avoid him so that he wouldn't have to teach him a lesson about what it meant to not look at something inappropriate. Some of his unhappiness seemed to be based on female instinct. He was so handsome, but he was staring at him as if he had no charm.

Head down.

“You can turn around now.”

"it is good"

Turning his head, facing Jean Bart's hesitant expression, Jiang Zheng didn't know how to bring up the topic that the other party liked, so he could only keep silent for the time being.

Just because Jiang Zheng didn't speak, it didn't mean that Jiang Bal wouldn't speak. She patted his shoulder, then took the initiative to press his head to look at her. She didn't have the temperament of an elegant woman at all. Her straightforward attitude made her dissatisfied with the current situation.

Obviously everyone wanted to say something, but the inability to speak out made her feel familiar. At least she didn't want to always face such a scene.

"If you come to me just to get silence, then you'd better go back."

"...That's not the case, it's just that I feel like I'm not liked that much."

Just as he was about to say something, Jiang Zheng was asked by her like this. He touched his chin, then told the truth and glanced at her at the same time.

As expected, Jean Bal was stunned for a moment, and when he took a deep breath and was about to say something, he suddenly remembered something.

Did Jiang Zheng mean by "dislike" that he hadn't discussed this matter with him since yesterday? If that was the case, then he hadn't even spoken to him when they met in the church today.

Even when Dunkirk pulled him over, did he show an expression of dislike?

Thinking of this, Bal's face darkened a little, but it was not directed at him, but at himself.

"Are you going to talk about... yesterday's incident? Or today's? Actually, there's nothing much to say. It's not that I hate you, but I see that you look the same as her, with the same smile, so I don't like you a little bit."

Complex and unhappy thoughts quickly spread in her heart. She stood up from the treasure chest that she and he had shared and used as a chair, letting Bal return to his own hammock.

Different from the pose she had when I first saw her, which seemed rough and generous, this time her pose was more elegant. She just supported her face with her right hand and glanced at the sea. The waves rolled with the waves and made a rustling sound. In the distance, you could vaguely see the beach on the opposite coast. It was an old city that had been evacuated and no one was around.

Her long flax-gray hair hung down, and there was an indescribable expression on her face, as if she didn't know whether she should tell him.

Her bright red eyes were filled with consideration as she looked at the azure sea and met his gaze.

Jean Bart decided to talk to him about it, maybe he could get some other inspiration?

After seeing her looking back and forth like this and that hesitant expression, Jiang Zheng roughly guessed what was going on. Maybe this was related to the future division of the Iris Theocracy?

Suddenly, Jiang Zheng seemed to understand the purpose of Dunkirk bringing him here, but he was not a psychologist, so he didn't know how to do it.

However, at this point, Jiang Zheng could only listen to what Jean Bal wanted to say for the time being, but the first sentence that followed made him embarrassed.

"Why do conflicts arise between people?"

"..."

No, sister, you've touched upon important topics right away, which is a bit beyond the scope.

Jiang Zheng couldn't help but raise his hand and wipe the sweat from his forehead. It was real sweat. After all, he was not dressed as casually as Jean Bart, in a suit and trousers. If you didn't know him, you would think he was going to attend some important social meeting.

After wiping off the sweat, Jiang Zheng met Jean Bart's slightly expectant expression. Even though her facial expression did not change, he still saw the desire to know the truth in her eyes.

"It's really hard for me to answer this question, because people are not whole entities but individuals, and individuals have friction and misunderstandings... But I don't think that's what you want to ask, right? Jean Bart..."

"Well, then I'll just go straight to the point. I feel like my sister, Cardinal Richelieu, and I are having some disagreements. We have conflicting opinions on many issues, and I think she's too inflexible. While it's always good to think twice before doing anything, if we just do it this way, then that's too much."

She simply stopped talking and let Barr tell her directly what happened between her and her sister. Although they were sister ships, their styles and habits were completely different. What's more, they were both at the highest level in the Church. Richelieu had to leave temporarily for something, so she was the acting commander and had full command over the entire Iris territory.

But this is too tiring. Let them fight about the inland affairs themselves. What she needs is to maintain the peace and tranquility of the coastline.

It stands to reason that if this continues, more and more conflicts and dissatisfaction will accumulate, to the point where all it takes is a spark to cause dissatisfaction among everyone, or even division.

But now Jean Bart has changed again, because he knows that the boldest thing Richelieu has done recently is to leave the Azur Lane and form a fourth organization with Ferro Sardinia.

This was also something that made her feel complicated, something she couldn't understand, but also something she particularly admired.

Jean Bart was speaking and Jiang was listening, one was the speaker and the other was the listener, as if they were the only two of them now, playing the role that the other needed.

So much so that Dunkirk and Algeria, who were already prepared, hid secretly in the vicinity and stuck their heads out to listen, and the more they listened, the more they felt something was wrong.

"Um...Jiang Zheng, is he okay?"

"It doesn't matter. We just need to trust him. When both sides are evenly matched, an outside helper will break everything."

Chapter 202: Algeria's Secret Menu

"I see. If that's the case, why don't you sit down and have a good talk?"

After listening to the little conflict between her and Richelieu, Jiang Zheng roughly understood that it was about a clumsy elder sister and a younger sister who did not understand.

After all, Richelieu is the Cardinal of the Fleet of Liberty and the navigator of the fleet. Her presence is very important, but as a leader, there are many things she cannot do openly or too directly.

Jean Bart did not understand Richelieu's thoughts. He thought she was overthinking and old-fashioned, and would not be flexible in many things. Although it had not reached this point, if she really wanted to truly impress Richelieu, she would need sufficient proof and demonstration.

In this regard, Jiang Zheng understood the beginning of their relationship towards conflict. He did not judge who was right or wrong. Anyone can be right or wrong, but what is important is what the other person thinks and what you think.