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Lin Dong, who had just stepped out of the house holding the head maid's hand, saw the ninja girl leaning against the wall in a rather dashing pose as soon as he opened the door.

Good morning, Kuroshio!

“It is already afternoon, my lord.”

Kuroshio replied coldly, just as her cool posture suggested.

After what happened last night, Lin Dong's opinion of this ninja who never gave him a kind look changed drastically. He acted as if he didn't see her indifference and then eagerly leaned close to her ear to whisper his question.

"Kuroshio, how did I get into this room last night?"

Upon seeing the deadpan face suddenly looming close to her, Kuroshio instinctively backed away. However, seeing the commander's wretched expression, she immediately recalled the incident two hours earlier when the royal maid had entered the room and lectured her master. A smile involuntarily crept onto her face, but she quickly masked it. She coughed abruptly to cover her lapse in composure, then replied with feigned indifference.

"It was I who brought the Lord into the room."

After all, Black Tide, who prides herself on unwavering loyalty, would never do something like leaving her master to sleep on the streets. Shortly after she woke up, while it was still light and no one else was awake, she carried the Commander into this room that belonged to her but had never been in before.

"Thank you, Kuroshio!"

Lin Dong chuckled and gave a thumbs up, showing no awareness of the coldness in Hei Chao's eyes. He then continued...

"Let's go! Let's go eat!"

Kuroshio was momentarily taken aback by his master's sudden 180-degree change in attitude. Although the previous commander had been polite to him, he was definitely not this overly enthusiastic. On the contrary, he seemed rather cautious because of the awkward incident that occurred when they first met.

"...oh"

Completely clueless, Kuroshio stopped thinking about it and simply responded blankly before following behind her master, continuing to play the role of a taciturn servant...

...

As soon as the three of them entered the huge restaurant, the sharp-eyed Lin Dong quickly spotted the only person at the table. Behind the table, the ship girl looked as if she had just woken up, weakly holding a knife and fork, as if she might fall asleep again at any moment.

"Wichita! What a coincidence, you just woke up too?"

Wichita, who had been half-dead, suddenly trembled upon hearing the commander's voice. Her listless, sleepy eyes immediately regained their usual alertness, as if she had taken ten pounds of super pills.

"Hey! Strategist, you're sleeping in too?"

"certainly..."

Lin Dong, who was about to respond with Cleveland-style bold words, suddenly fell silent after feeling the cold gaze from the head maid behind him.

"Ahem, sleeping in late isn't good, and you smell like smoke as soon as you woke up, that's not good either..."

Although Wichita was carefree, she was also quite shrewd. After seeing Belfast, she immediately guessed what was going on with the commander's strange appearance.

Wichita was immediately displeased to see that the strategist she had chosen to conquer the stars with was acting like a henpecked husband.

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Chapter 397 The Head Maid's Control Part 2

Seeing Wichita's lack of self-respect and her attempt to corrupt her husband, the head maid was furious. She thought that the commander, who was originally a good kid, might have become this worthless person because of the influence of these morally corrupt people.

Despite Belfast's usual polite and graceful demeanor, that's only the special treatment she gives to Her Majesty the Queen and the Commander. The head maid is never someone to be trifled with. With a cold snort, she spoke to Wichita, who was devouring meat.

"If you don't respect yourself, don't drag others down with you."

"Ok?"

Wichita, chewing on beef, turned her head and stared intently at the rude royal maid with dead fish eyes, giving her an expression that said, "Are you sure you want to fight me?"

Sensing the increasingly tense atmosphere, Lin Dong quickly tugged at the head maid's sleeve, silently advising her to be magnanimous and not hold a grudge. It was precisely because of the head maid's serious demeanor that he had no choice but to cover for Atago and take the blame.

The head maid was quite accommodating to the commander's attempt to stop her. She ignored Wichita's provocative posture, which showed she was ready to "come and have a drill if you're not happy," and went straight to the dining table, picked up the cutlery, and began preparing food for the commander.

The crisis was averted, and Lin Dong breathed a sigh of relief before sitting down next to Wichita.

"My strategist, I never knew you were so henpecked."

Sensing the commander beside her, Wichita stopped eating and turned to look at the man with interest.

Following Wichita's teasing, Lin Dong couldn't help but look at the head maid's back. She was busy at the self-service food area, probably still carefully preparing food for him according to that damn nutritional ratio. Feeling the care this ship girl showed him, he couldn't help but murmur.

Being henpecked isn't necessarily a bad thing.

Wichita, feeling like she'd been force-fed a dose of dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection), immediately scoffed and mocked.

"You're really becoming more and more useless!"

Thinking of this man who once roamed the oceans, now resembling a commander heading towards a family-oriented mindset, she felt extremely dissatisfied, and even her words were tinged with a bit of sarcasm.

"Hehe, as long as I have you guys around, that's enough. So what if I'm a coward?"

Lin Dong laughed without any shame, seemingly unconcerned.

"..."

Wichita was momentarily speechless at this answer. She didn't know whether the Commander's change was good or bad. Just thinking of the once invincible Commander made her feel somewhat disheartened. Her goal was the stars and the sea, but how could the Commander's current family-oriented demeanor help her achieve her dreams?

She then stopped talking and continued eating her afternoon breakfast with her head down...

Soon after, the head maid finally arrived at the commander's side with a plate of carefully selected food. Wichita seemed unwilling to share a room with the woman who had previously provoked her. She casually wiped her mouth with a napkin and then stood up.

It was clear from the large amount of food still left on Wichita's plate that she hadn't finished her breakfast. Lin Dong was somewhat aware of her thoughts, but fearing that the two of them might have another pointless argument, he didn't say anything. He just chuckled and said some meaningless things.

"Are you full?"

"Ah."

Wichita responded with a grin as usual, then walked out of the restaurant. Just as she passed the commander, she suddenly patted him on the shoulder.

"how..."

As Lin Dong turned around in confusion, he suddenly felt a soft touch on his lips. He had lost count of how many forceful kisses Wichita had given him...

"Although the matter of the stars and the sea is somewhat regrettable, this general still values ​​you, strategist, very much!"

Wichita, her lips parted, spoke to herself, ignoring the furious expression on the royal maid's face, and left the restaurant without looking back, quite the dashing figure...

...

After an awkward breakfast, Lin Dong led the two to Nelson's room for their report. Although the Maritime Bureau was on holiday at the time, reports from Sakura Empire and India still arrived on time every day. Although the strong-willed Nelson was in charge, Lin Dong, as the head, couldn't really ignore everything.

"Honey, you've worked so hard!"

Lin Dong walked straight into the room and immediately shouted loudly with great energy. Because he was late, he had to put on a flattering face.

Good afternoon, Commander.

But as always, the first to respond was the obedient Z23. Nelson, meanwhile, remained serious, looking at the documents in his hands, completely ignoring the latecomer.

"Z23, didn't you wipe your mouth after you finished eating?"

Lin Dong, who was about to greet Z23, suddenly froze, then put on an expression that said, "I didn't expect you to be such a slovenly kid."

"Huh?!"

Seeing the commander's serious expression, Z23 quickly touched the corner of her mouth, looking for the stain the commander had mentioned.

"Is the commander ready?"

After carefully wiping her mouth, Z23 immediately confirmed with the commander. Aspiring to be the strongest secretary ship, she would not allow any mistakes in such a basic requirement of etiquette.

"Oh, there's more!"

At this moment, Lin Dong also had a genuinely worried expression on his face, and then said.

"Come here, Commander, let me wipe you down."

"oh oh!"

Z23 didn't think too much about it and immediately moved closer to the commander.

"Haven't we caught you yet?"

Just then, Lin Dong finally revealed his true colors. After saying that, he ignored Z23's struggles as she finally realized she had been tricked, picked her up, and kissed her cheeks hard several times.

"Commander, you're shameless..."

Finding her struggles futile, Z23 gave up and, held in the commander's arms, adopted a resigned and helpless expression.

Although she hated being treated like a child by the Commander, she also thoroughly enjoyed his intimate behavior. So, whenever she encountered this somewhat contradictory situation, she would always put on an expression as if it wasn't her own choice, hoping to convince others, and herself, of this...

After holding and squirming Z23 in his hands for a long time, Lin Dong finally let go of the little girl and walked towards Nelson, who was still intently looking at the report in his hand.

He quietly crept up behind Nelson, not caring whether he would disturb her work, and rested his chin on her shoulder, cuddling affectionately.

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Chapter 398 The Head Maid's Control (Part 3)

Impatient at the dead head that suddenly appeared behind him, Nelson immediately picked up the folder in his hand and slapped it directly at the face of the commander who was resting his head on his shoulder.

Knowing that his wife was reluctant to hit him hard, Lin Dong neither dodged nor evaded, but instead endured the slap and then pretended to cry out in pain.

"Ouch...it hurts."

"Get out of here!"

Nelson, who was already familiar with her husband's routine, naturally did not believe his wailing. However, despite her cursing, she couldn't help but turn her head to check if the commander was alright.

Upon discovering that the commander was unharmed and was even staring at him with a smug look, Nelson immediately cursed again.

"roll!"

"I'm not leaving, honey. Aren't you forcing me to skip work?"

The shameless Lin Dong naturally wouldn't let her have her way. After he finished speaking, he pulled up an office chair, sat down next to Nelson, and then, ignoring his wife's murderous glare, picked up the documents on her desk and started reading them on his own.

Upon seeing the document in his hand detailing the firm's expenditures in India, Lin Dong immediately began to inquire.

"Are those sea slaves alright?"

"...They eat and drink well, living a more comfortable life than those of the higher castes, but they're a bit idle, always causing trouble, and receiving complaints from different forces every day."

When the topic of work came up, Nelson remained as clear-cut as ever about separating public and private matters, and then she continued.

"You'd better talk to that woman and tell them to behave themselves."

The "woman" Nelson referred to was naturally Bismarck. Although the sea slaves had now acknowledged the Maritime Bureau's leadership, this was all predicated on Bismarck as Governor. Perhaps one day Bismarck would fall out with Lin Dong, and these sea slaves would certainly betray the Maritime Bureau without hesitation.

"...Forget it, let them keep making trouble. It's better for us if the relationship gets strained."