The time-based admiral of KanColle

"Well, reckless?"

Looking at the reckless person who rushed in rashly, Kaixuan couldn't help but turn his head to look over.

Facing Kaixuan's silly gaze, Jueqiang and Forban, who were hugging their pillows, couldn't help but shyly turn their heads away.

The innocent and lively Rumang smiled generously and said proudly: "Because he will leave soon, let's sleep together today."

"Your statement is so strange and reckless!"

Hearing the violent words from her sister, Jue Qiang quickly hugged the pillow and explained in a low voice: "Because Lu Mang wanted to play with brother Ya Xu for a while, so we came together."

After placing the pillow on Kaixuan's pink bed first, Forban coughed and added: "Sorry Kaixuan, I have advised them."

"But……"

Facing the reckless girls who came close to him, Kaixuan suddenly murmured uneasily: "Can I sleep here?"

"Hehe, if there's no room to sleep, let's all sleep on the floor together."

With a brisk tone, Sukouf, who was laughing secretly, suddenly walked in from outside, just like Rumang and the others.

Later, Louis IX and Joan of Arc, who changed from their church knight uniforms into pajamas, followed in.

"Hey? Sister Jeanne, do you guys want to sleep here together?"

Looking at the big sisters who came to visit suddenly, Yaxu couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

Because it has been a long time since he last had sex with his girlfriend, to be honest, Yaxu was not optimistic about his current sleeping posture.

So it's okay to sleep with little loli like Kaixuan, but if you sleep with a big sister...

Thinking of this, Yaxu quickly looked up and wanted to admonish these older sisters.

However, the next second, Xukufu, smiling brightly, hugged Yaxu in his arms and added with a little pride: "Hehe~ We are not here just to sleep, we haven't given the farewell gift yet."

"That's right. As the noble and dignified Iris Shipgirl, I must give her enough rewards."

After saying this, Joan of Arc straightened her towering breasts, and a strong sense of pride emerged on her delicate face: "My farewell gift is a short sword for self-defense. I hope it can help him grow up safely into our commander."

"So I am here to give you this sword. May it help you clear the way ahead, my future commander!"

Posing like a holy elder sister, Joan of Arc quickly took out a miniature dagger and handed it to Yaxu.

Just as Joan of Arc was giving her farewell gift, Surcouf suddenly winked at Louis IX playfully, and then quietly walked to Joan of Arc's side.

Seeing this, the calm Louis IX, after a brief hesitation, pursed his red lips and stood silently on the other side of Joan of Arc.

"Hmm? Surcouf, Louis IX, why are you standing next to me? Aren't you going to give a farewell gift to your brother Yaxu?"

Joan of Arc looked at Louis IX and Surcouf who sandwiched her in the middle and couldn't help showing a confused expression.

"Hehe, now is the time! Louis IX."

"Repaying the favor is our mission as shipgirls."

Seeing Joan of Arc's silly and cute look, Surcouf, with a slight smile on his lips, suddenly bent down and, together with Louis IX, picked up Joan of Arc's white and tender thighs and lifted her up together.

In an instant, Joan of Arc, with her legs forcibly spread apart, appeared in front of Yaxu in a very indecent posture.

"Wait, what are you going to do to me!?"

Seeing this, Joan of Arc blushed and quickly reached down to hold down her nightgown, while struggling frantically.

"Give up! Jeanne, you must show your little belly today and show your stigmata to everyone!"

With one hand supporting Joan of Arc's buttocks and the other hand pressing on Joan of Arc's thigh, Surcouf, with a smile in his beautiful eyes, added enthusiastically: "Because the child is also curious about your stigmata, so show them to him today, just the one on your lower abdomen will be fine."

"How could I do such a shameless thing!!!"

"Anyway, I've already decided that this child will be our commander in the future. Jeanne, you should sacrifice yourself today!"

At this point, Surcouf, who could barely hold Joan of Arc, quickly turned to the stunned Triumphs and the others and warned them, "Everyone, quickly lift up your sister Joan's pajamas and expose her belly!"

Hearing this, the reckless man who reacted the fastest immediately rushed over with a smile and lifted up Joan of Arc's silk white pajamas.

Then, the stunned Yaxu finally saw clearly the stigmata on Joan of Arc's lower abdomen.

Delicate light patterns were arranged in star-shaped designs, shimmering faintly against the soft skin.

"Stop, stop it!!!"

Seeing Yaxu staring at her lower abdomen, the conservative Joan of Arc's face and neck began to flush with excitement, and even her delicate feet became tense.

Immediately, the stigmata located on various parts of Joan of Arc's body began to rapidly flow towards her lower abdomen and began to form some very complex special patterns.

Seeing this, Ruman, who was almost sticking to Jeanne's thighs, couldn't help but ask curiously: "Why does it look more and more like love, Sister Jeanne?"

In an instant, with this innocent question from Reckless, an unprecedented dazzling light suddenly burst out in Triumphant's boudoir.

At the same time, the entire magnificent Iris Cathedral began to vibrate faintly.

"It looks like there's a lot of activity down there, Monsieur Richelieu."

"Yeah, it's really lively."

At this moment, Richelieu, who was staying in the study with Béarn, couldn't help but smile and shook his head after hearing the noise coming from below.

Everyone used to be the elegant and quiet Iris ship girls, but now, they have started to learn to make noise.

Chapter 828: Moment of Silence~

Late at night, the black fog surrounding the Osay region continued to reveal a pitch-black Siren fleet.

Facing the waves and sea breeze, these newly emerged Siren fleets quickly spread out towards the surrounding seas, preparing to rush into several areas near the Osay region as usual.

However, in this dead silent night, large bursts of flames mixed with explosions suddenly resounded across the entire sea, alerting the surrounding Siren fleet.

Then, the Siren fleets, sensing the presence of the ship girl, quickly rushed towards a certain elegant and dignified ship girl.

But the next second, as several scarlet barrages flashed, a huge explosion directly swept up the surrounding waves to form a small vortex that drew in all the huge and ferocious Siren fleets.

However, before the surrounding sea surface calmed down, a large number of Siren fleets began to gather around in response to the noise.

"Just like the intelligence said, the sea area near the Osay region is surrounded by black fog..."

As she spoke, Bismarck, with her beautiful eyes furrowed, could not help but raise her hands, slightly lowered her military cap, and said with her red lips: "It looks like the outskirts of the Osay area are ahead."

"Well, although these Sirens are not very strong, there are a lot of them."

Looking at the steel torrent under the searchlights in the distance, Tirpitz, letting the sea breeze blow her silver hair, turned her pretty head slightly and reminded Bismarck softly: "So we should wait until dawn before breaking in. In a night battle, the Siren's aircraft and torpedoes will be a bit tricky for us."

Because they had been traveling without sleep for three consecutive days, they were actually feeling a little tired at this time.

"Let's wait until dawn..."

After listening to his sister's advice, Bismarck thought for a while and then quickly moved his ships to avoid the pursuing Siren fleet.

After all, if they were to take the risk of attempting a night battle under such circumstances, they would have to bear the corresponding risks.

Thinking of this, Bismarck had no choice but to retreat with Tirpitz, preparing to wait until dawn before officially breaking in.

at the same time--

Outside the Iris Church, Algeria, who was yawning seductively, lowered her eyes, turned her head to look at Jean Bart, and chuckled: "So, it seems that we really have to fight Richelieu and the others this time?"

"Because this is all we can do now."

Facing Algeria's sigh, Jean Bart couldn't help biting his teeth, and then said unhappily: "Thanks to that little boy, no matter what we do now, we can't make the believers of our sister's church turn against us."

"So, Jean Bart, you just want us to kidnap the child?"

"Wow, are we really going to kidnap a child!?"

Hearing this, the petite Walkerland couldn't help but shake the ahoge on her head subtly.

Although they were all pirate ladies, the worst things they had done were beating people up and collecting boat fares.

Kidnapping a little boy or something... that's just too bad.

"I can't help it. That child is the commander that my sister trained. So my sister should care about him very much."

Looking at Vauquelin and the others who were beginning to feel guilty, Jean Bart could not help but sneer and turned his head away.

After all, no matter how hot-tempered she was, Jean Bart didn't want to involve a little boy in the dispute between herself and her sister.

But in order to achieve their goal, they had no choice but to come and try to kidnap Yaxu.

As for the purpose of the Vichy Church, it was simple: to make Richelieu put aside his overly noble sense of responsibility and voluntarily give up the idea of ​​running this charitable church.

After all, Jean Bart had no intention of accompanying Richelieu to run some charity church out of kindness all day long.

So, now they can only take advantage of the child.

Thinking of this, Jean Bart straightened her plump figure, then slowly unfolded the ship suit behind her, and took the lead to walk towards the church door in front.

Seeing that Jean Bart had made up his mind, Algeria and the others looked at each other in bewilderment and did not say anything more. Instead, they unfolded their ship equipment and took out their weapons.

"Ah... I'm so sleepy... I really want to roll around on the bed..."

Seeing that everyone was getting motivated, Evil, who had just been pulled out of bed by Dunkirk, rubbed his eyes in a daze.

"Ah, you're so vicious. If you don't take it seriously, you'll get hurt."

In a gentle and peaceful voice, Dunkirk beside her chuckled and reminded: "You are Kaixuan's second sister, aren't you? It will be embarrassing if you lose."

"Hmm... that's a really childish way of provoking me, Dunkirk-sister."

After hearing Dunkirk mention the triumph again, the vicious man who had paused for a moment seemed to have suddenly become a different person. He turned the rapier in his hand with an elegant posture, and a serious expression reappeared on his delicate and pink face.

"There's no other way. I have to try harder."

After saying that, Evil took a step forward with her soft calves wrapped in tight white silk stockings, swaying her pure white feather cloak, and unfolded her ship suit.

"Haha, I can finally have a fight with Richelieu and the others."

After playing with the scarlet axe in his hand for a while, La Galissonnière raised his lips and looked at Jean Bart and the others meaningfully: "So, how about we assign the opponents now~?"

Just as the Vichy Church's ship girls were preparing to take action, Yaxu had already fallen asleep on the floor with Kaixuan and the others.

After looking at Yaxu's sleeping face for a while, Joan of Arc, lying in bed, couldn't help but look resentfully at Surcouf and Louis IX who were also awake.

"Hehe, Jeanne, you treat brother Yaxu as your future commander anyway, so it's okay for him to see your belly."

Facing Joan of Arc's resentful gaze, Surcouf could not help but wink playfully and said jokingly: "Besides, you don't need to be shy in front of children."

Stare~~~

After listening to Surcouf's explanation, Joan of Arc, who still did not feel relieved, continued to look at Surcouf with resentful eyes, trying to make him feel guilty.

"Well, Joan of Arc, can't you learn from Louis IX?"

Seeing this, Surcouf stuck out his tongue and quickly pointed at Louis IX who was sleeping next to Yaxu.

At this time, Louis IX was hugging his breasts, allowing Yaxu to bury his face in them, constantly absorbing air from the outside world from his chest.

Looking at Louis IX calmly offering his breasts to Yaxu as a respirator, Joan of Arc turned over shyly and muttered in a low voice: "Shameless (blushing)."

After seeing Joan of Arc turn away again, Surcouf could not help but continue to joke: "Joan of Arc, you are too dull."

"Yes, I also think Jeanne is a little too dull~?"

"Ugh?"

Faced with this sudden teasing, Shukouf instinctively looked in the direction of the source of the voice.

Then, Surcouf saw Algeria leaning against the door frame, smiling and waving at her.

Chapter 829: The Vichy Church’s Great Raid!

"You two have such a good relationship that you even started sleeping with brother Yaxu."

With the crisp sound of high heels, Algeria, with a mature charm, walked into the triumphant boudoir with a sweet smile under the dull gaze of Joan of Arc and the others.

"Ah, brother Yaxu is quite cute when he sleeps, although... his sleeping posture is a little awkward~?"

Looking at Yaxu who was trying hard to get into Louis IX's breasts, Algeria couldn't help but smile charmingly: "Sure enough, both adults and children yearn for Danako."

"Algeria, why are you here?"

"Hush! Don't shout so loudly, Surcouf."

After taking a playful look at the dazed Surcouf, Algeria placed her white jade finger in front of her lips and whispered, "After all, it would be bad to wake him up."

Facing the sudden attack from the Vichy shipgirl, Joan of Arc, with her beautiful eyes furrowed, could not help but said tenderly: "What on earth do you want to do, Algeria!?"

"Um... Sister Jeanne?"

Because of Joan of Arc's sharp question, Kaixuan and the others couldn't help but poke their heads out of the quilt, and then rubbed their eyes in a daze.