Today's tutelary fort remains peaceful.

"Doesn't Bismarck have a gym membership?" Xue Cheng calmed down and asked curiously, "Why do you need a gym at home?"

"Because..." Bismarck picked up a dumbbell and weighed it in his hand. Then he smiled faintly: "There are always bad weather. If you don't want to go out, you can exercise at home."

"I thought Bismarck would be undeterred by any odds." Xue Cheng jokingly said, "So he can be lazy, too?"

"If it's raining, even I wouldn't want to go out." Bismarck pulled off his shirt. Xue Cheng was about to turn around pretending to be serious when he discovered that underneath his clothes was a sports vest.

It seems that she had been planning to come to the second floor to exercise for a long time? Xue Cheng was thinking about it when Bismarck looked at him with burning eyes: "Admiral, do you want to exercise with me?"

Xue Cheng did not refuse.

If it was the previous Xue Cheng, it would be very difficult for him to match Bismarck's training intensity, but he is now completely different. Even though Bismarck has been training for longer years, he is still easily caught up by Xue Cheng.

Of course, if Bismarck was willing to use the protection of the ship suit, he would immediately transform into a humanoid Gundam, but obviously, the girl was not so competitive.

The two assisted each other in today's training.

"Huh..." After letting out a long breath and finishing jogging on the treadmill for twenty minutes, Xue Cheng sat on the chair, took the towel handed to him by Bismarck, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The girl was wearing a pair of sports shorts and a navel-baring sports vest. Her skin was tight, her muscles were smooth and graceful, and her mermaid line was clearly visible. She did not look bloated or ugly due to exercise.

Especially when she was exercising on the treadmill just now, even though she was wearing a tight sports vest, her breasts still looked surging, which made him angry.

At this time, the two of them were closer. Xue Cheng looked at her, and a little sweat gathered on the girl's forehead, then slid down her cheeks, fell along her chin to her chest, and shattered.

"Gulp." Xue Cheng swallowed his saliva and decisively shifted his attention: "Such a big house, it must be troublesome to clean it, right?"

"Although Xiao Zhai is sensible, he is still a child after all. As for Tirpitz, if I'm not mistaken..."

"The Admiral is right." Bismarck, who had just finished her exercise, was a little breathless. She did not notice Xue Cheng's gaze and said calmly:

"Tirpitz wouldn't care about that. Or rather, I wouldn't trust her with that kind of work."

"Thank you for your hard work." Xue Cheng looked at her sympathetically and said, "If you need help in the future, just tell me."

"Nothing, Prince Eugen will come to help me." Bismarck smiled slightly: "Of course, if the admiral is willing to help, that would be great."

"No problem, leave it to me." Xue Cheng patted his chest loudly.

The two chatted casually for a while, and Xue Cheng felt uncomfortable with the sweat on his body, so he asked to borrow the bathroom in Bismarck's house, and so...

Why did it turn out like this? Xue Cheng sat in the bathtub, looking at the girl sitting face to face with him, naked and with a calm expression. He couldn't understand how things had developed to this point.

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He just wanted to take a bath and had absolutely no intention of sharing a bath. You have to know that even though his body is now strengthened, he is still a flesh and blood body. He has been exercising too frequently in the past few days and has already wanted to take a rest.

But what was happening now? Was Bismarck finally going to attack him?

What the hell is wrong with this naval base? Is there not a single shipgirl out there who doesn't covet my body? Xue Cheng thought angrily.

"What are you thinking about, Admiral?" Perhaps Xue Cheng subconsciously showed what he was thinking on his face. Bismarck scooped up a handful of clear water, poured it down his slender neck, and asked with his head tilted.

"I'm recalling an ancient poem from my student days." Xue Cheng stared intently at the winding stream and said, "The most beautiful scenery is on the dangerous peaks."

"Huh?" A trace of surprise flashed across Bismarck's brows, and he looked at him with a confused expression.

After all, she is a ship girl. Even if she has acquired enough knowledge to survive in society when she is born, she is still not very clear about the artistic conception of ancient poetry and the metaphors in certain usages.

However, following Xue Cheng's gaze to his chest, Bismarck guessed what Xue Cheng meant, even though he was not familiar with poetry.

However, she did not shyly cover her body like Yixian or Essex, but showed herself openly: "Admiral, do you like it?"

No, I can't follow her rhythm, otherwise I will become more and more passive. Looking at Bismarck's calm expression, Xue Cheng's heart moved.

It wasn't his competitive spirit that was at work, but rather his manly dignity. He looked at Bismarck and took a deep breath: "Bismarck, do you want me to like it?"

Bismarck was stunned. He had always thought of the admiral as an indecisive person who needed someone to push him before making a decision. But now...

"Of course I hope the Admiral likes it," Bismarck said calmly, "but the Admiral seems to rarely look at me."

Sighing, the girl's lips curled up into a bitter smile: "Just like today, if Akagi hadn't said anything, the admiral would have left with her after finishing his business, right?"

"..." Xue Cheng was silent. He admitted that he did pay little attention to Bismarck.

There was nothing that could be done about it. There were already nearly a hundred wedding ships in the garrison. Even if Xue Cheng tried his best to treat everyone equally, he was still unable to do so.

Especially since Bismarck was not an active person, the two naturally had less interactions.

But even so, it does not mean that Xue Cheng hates Bismarck.

When Xue Cheng was a newbie and just starting out in the 2D game, he was shocked like never before when he saw Bismarck, dressed in a military uniform and looking capable and handsome.

Later, with the transformation of Bismarck, the handsome female man turned into a soft cat. Some players complained about this, but Xue Cheng liked it very much and even gave her a ring at the first time.

Although Bismarck is no longer a main member of the assault team as time goes by, he still occupies an extremely important position in Xue Cheng's mind.

However, how can you convey your feelings to others?

Xue Cheng hesitated for a moment, then slowly leaned over, holding onto the edge of the bathtub.

Bismarck seemed to have sensed something, and a hint of panic flashed in his eyes when he saw Xue Cheng approaching.

The gentle sound of water was heard in the bathroom and gradually became more intense.

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268. Weird atmosphere

Sparks fell from the dark sky, magma flowed out from the cracked earth from time to time, and the air with a pungent smell of sulfur made people feel a burning pain in their lungs with just a slight breath.

On the desolate land, two figures, one big and one small, were engaged in a fierce battle.

The greatsword in her hand made delicate sword flowers. Tirpitz shouted, and the greatsword drew a thunderous arc, whistling through the air, stirring up a white air wave wherever it passed, easily smashing the oncoming black knife light and landing on the man's chest.

Xue Cheng, who was wearing dark and hideous armor and surrounded by a faint black aura, screamed, and the armor on his chest shattered. His body was thrown out and fell heavily to the ground. He held the magic sword with only the hilt left in his hand and vomited blood.

"This... how is it possible?" Xue Cheng stood up with difficulty and looked at Tirpitz in disbelief. This girl, wearing a thin swordsman's uniform and carrying a broadsword on her shoulder, actually relied on brute force alone to easily break through the defense of the Demon King's Armor and seriously injure herself.

"Demon King, your time of death has come!" Tirpitz pointed her sword at Xue Cheng. The heavy sword seemed weightless in her hand. She laughed heartily and said, "Lord Tirpitz, the messenger of justice, will end your dark reign!"

"Damn it! Just..." Xue Cheng seemed to want to say something harsh, but a figure flashed before his eyes. He only had time to drop the knife handle and put his arms in front of him before he was kicked sideways and rolled on the ground.

"It's useless. You only know how to bully the ship girls in a bloody way. You are selfish and arrogant. You don't understand what the power of love is. You can't defeat me with just a cold heart!" Tirpitz said proudly, looking at the embarrassed Xue Cheng.

Xue Cheng lay on the ground with his back facing up, seemingly without the strength to speak. One could only see his chest still rising and falling with difficulty. Tirpitz did not pursue the victory, but instead enjoyed watching the desperate enemy like a cat playing with a mouse.

After a while, Xue Cheng probably recovered some strength. He struggled to sit up, and his already pale face now looked like a piece of white paper.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Tirpitz coldly, a sinister smile on his face: "Brave man, do you think you can win?"

"What are you talking about?" Tirpitz spun the greatsword in his hand, and the heavy weapon made a whistling sound in the wind.

She looked at Xue Cheng, who squinted subconsciously due to the sword wind, and said nonchalantly: "I have destroyed your magic sword and your demon king armor. Only one tenth of your strength remains. Do you still dream of defeating this brave hero?"

"Heh..." Xue Cheng sneered and said meaningfully, "Sometimes, victory or defeat doesn't depend on who is stronger, but on who is smarter."

"You..." Tirpitz had a bad premonition in her heart. She suddenly didn't want to play the cat-and-mouse game anymore. She just wanted to use her speed to completely defeat the powerful enemy in front of her.

"Go to hell!" Tirpitz rushed towards Xue Cheng, raised the broadsword without a blade high, and smashed it down at Xue Cheng's head.

"Dang!" The sound of metal hitting the ground was heard. Xue Cheng brushed off the dust on his body and stood up with a calm expression.

He looked at Tirpitz, who was lying limply in front of him, his whole body powerless. A smile appeared on his bloodless lips. As the smile gradually spread, his wild and arrogant laughter also rang out.

"Do you feel so weak that you can't even hold your weapon?"

Xue Cheng kicked away Tirpitz's trembling hand that was reaching for the greatsword and laughed heartily, "In fact, the outcome was already determined the moment the battle began. Brave man, you lose!"

"How, how is this possible?" Tirpitz felt her strength rapidly draining from her body. Even moving her fingers was difficult. She said in disbelief, "When did you…"

Xue Cheng laughed wildly and said, "This is thanks to your companions. Come out, woman, and meet your comrade... Oh, it should be the object of betrayal."

A figure in a long robe, with his face mostly covered by a hood, came up to Tirpitz and said in a tearful voice, "Tirpitz, I'm sorry..."

"How, how is this possible!" Tirpitz's eyes widened upon hearing the girl's voice. "Terrible? Our Saint? God's most loyal believer, why would you throw yourself into darkness?"

Kewei lifted his hood and said with shame on his face: "Because..."

"Because the saint you recognized has been mine from the very beginning!" Xue Cheng held the girl's waist, ignoring her struggle, with a wild posture, and the tattered cloak behind him fluttered in the sudden strong wind.

"Yet you idiots didn't notice and even dared to eat the communion she provided. You are simply courting death!"

Xue Cheng said as he casually pushed Kewei away, bent down, looked at Tirpitz's stubborn face with clenched teeth, and slowly placed his hand on her shoulder.

"Looking closely, our brave lady is actually a pretty lady." Xue Cheng's expression gradually became vulgar. "As long as you..."

"Let me go!" Tirpitz struggled hard.

"Haha, don't waste your energy! The more you struggle, the more excited I get!"

"Help! Someone save me!" Tirpitz looked at the hateful face that was gradually approaching, closed his eyes and called out in despair.

……

"Tirpitz? Wake up..." Just as those bloodless lips were about to touch him, Bei Zhai suddenly felt his shoulders being pushed hard several times.

She opened her eyes woodenly, and what she saw was the familiar ceiling and a face with an unnatural blush. The other person was putting his hand on her shoulder and shaking her vigorously.

"Don't waste your energy. I will never obey you even if I die..." Tirpitz's eyes were wide open and he muttered to himself.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" The other party frowned, with a hint of impatience in his expression: "Hurry up and get up for lunch."

"Ah?" Tirpitz's empty eyes gradually showed some spirit. She blinked, looked around, and it took her a while to wake up.

"It was just a dream..." Tirpitz let out a long breath. She looked around and found that it was her bedroom.

There was a box on the bedside table next to him with the words "Brave Warriors and Dungeons" written on it. It was the game he played all night last night.

"What strange dream did you have again?"

Her sister Bismarck glared at her and said unhappily, "Hurry up and get up! You're not allowed to sleep in after lunch. This time, you must get your biological clock back!"

"Also, remember to clean up your room later. Look at you, your things are scattered everywhere. How can a girl be so sloppy?"

"Don't expect me to help you this time. I've been too lenient with you all along, which is why you've become so lazy and greedy. From today on, you're going to... Hmm? Tirpitz? Are you listening to me?"

"Sister..." Tirpitz stared at her blankly, and asked with a strange expression: "Why do you seem strange today? You seem to be particularly nagging? Is it necessary to outline such things?"

Bismarck took a deep breath, punched his sister on the head, and said in a stern tone, "You pushed all the housework to me and enjoyed your leisure time alone, and you still say it's just this kind of thing?"

Tirpitz was beaten so hard that stars flashed before her eyes. She pressed her forehead hard, almost crying, and said in a trembling voice:

"Hmm, this feeling... it's definitely my sister, but why did she look so strange just now?"