I really don't have money for the ship girls.

Ying Tian discovered that Shengli was not only somewhat willful, but also had a tendency to be a know-it-all. The best way to deal with this kind of personality was to ignore her and let her worry. So Ying Tian said, "What business is it of yours, as the younger sister, of me to interfere in matters between me and your sister?"

"It is my privilege to act recklessly, and of course I can express my opinion."

Victory raised her pretty face. She certainly deserved the word "beautiful." She had a slender and voluptuous figure, a pure and lovely face, and her bright golden hair shone with a faint glow in the morning sunlight. She was as beautiful and pure as an elf.

But even such a victory had its drawbacks. Ying Tian fully absorbed the advantages and experience from last night, glanced sideways at her chest, and said in a slightly regretful tone, "Unfortunately, not big enough."

Victory's eyes widened suddenly: "Y-you...what do you mean?"

"It means exactly what it says."

"You can't use my sister as a standard; she's too voluptuous in all the right places! Compared to some aircraft carriers, my figure is perfectly perfect!"

"Why can't we use brilliance as the standard?" Ying Tian said. "Your sister is beautiful, gentle, generous and proper, unlike you, who is young and inexperienced, and is far inferior to your sister."

"Young? No, you definitely don't mean that!" Victory wasn't so easily fooled. She had caught Ying Tian's gaze on her chest just now, which could be considered one of her few weaknesses. Theoretically, her figure could definitely be described as good, but unfortunately, apart from her, all four of the Illustrious-class carriers were exceptionally gifted. Comparison is the thief of joy.

"Interpret it however you like."

"No, you have to explain it to me clearly."

Ying Tian didn't explain, but said to Guang Hui beside him, "Let's go to Tower Bridge this afternoon. We can see the Thames and the Belfast ship that's moored on it."

"I'll listen to you." Guanghui was already in a better mood after being praised by Yingtian. The bickering between his sister and husband made them seem more like a family.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't ignore me, or I'll beat you up!"

No matter how enthusiastic and lively Shengli was, she was still a true royal lady, so of course she wouldn't hit anyone. Instead, she gradually quieted down as she approached the great man's tombstone. In her words, "I saw a noble and unyielding soul wandering in the woods, so I expressed my respect with solemnity." Yingtian understood this to mean that she was too embarrassed to cause any more trouble and was making up an excuse to back down.

This girl is actually quite cute.

"You should have bought a bouquet of flowers at the entrance, after all, it's someone you admire."

Guanghui watched as Yingtian bowed before the two-meter-high monument to the great man, and then did the same.

"Actually, it's not really about admiration. Besides, I think my mentor doesn't want others to admire him. The sentiment is enough."

Ying Tian looked at the small red flower in front of the great man's tombstone. Compared to the golden quote engraved on the monument, "Philosophers have only interpreted the world in various ways. The point is to change it," this red flower, dripping with dew, was broken and dim, but it was also more realistic. Great men change the world, but for ordinary people, it is already remarkable to change themselves.

Coupled with the recent series of events, Ying Tian suddenly felt a sense of感慨: "Even such a great thinker was buried in this small area after his death. I came here to pay my respects, but I haven't even finished reading all the books he wrote."

Guanghui gently grasped Yingtian's wrist, hesitated for a moment, then hugged his arm even closer, and said softly, "At least you still have this intention. As long as there is intention, whether we meet or are apart, our hearts will be together."

Seeing Guanghui's actions, the unicorn mustered her courage and stood on tiptoe in front of Yingtian, saying, "Brother, the unicorn will stay with you. I... I'm not greedy. I just want you to look at me occasionally."

"Ah."

Ying Tian hummed in agreement, and with his other hand he patted the little girl's head. Her purple hair was warm and soft. He thought to himself, "I was just making a casual remark. Why are you all suddenly being so sentimental? How am I supposed to continue the conversation?"

“So that’s what my brother-in-law’s problem is,” Shengli said, resting his chin on his hand. “Beautiful things are born every moment in the world. If you always think about the end, you won’t be able to see these beauties.”

Ying Tian glanced at Shengli and thought to himself, "So this is the role of my sister-in-law. She's able to let me continue the conversation. Thank you, Shengli. You're still very useful."

"If you don't have any mental anguish, you can just say it casually. The end is inevitable, so you should cherish every day of the present."

"..."

Victory couldn't help but clench her little fists. Although what Ying Tian said was in line with her philosophy of life, what did it mean that you didn't refute others but only refuted me?

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In the parking lot outside Highgate Cemetery, Belfast and the others sat in their car, not accompanying the commander inside to avoid drawing too much attention.

“But I didn’t go to the Commander’s room last night.” The Prince of Wales received a strange piece of information during a casual conversation with Belfast.

Belfast was somewhat surprised: "If it wasn't you, could it be Illusion? Although Illusion is indeed skilled at night raids, I still don't think she would do something so daring."

The Prince of Wales raised an eyebrow: "So that's why I would do something so daring?"

Belfast chuckled and teased, "Didn't you do even bolder things in the morning?"

"I was just passively accepting it..."

As the Prince of Wales spoke, she took out the device for communicating with the garrison from the inner pocket of her clothes. She looked at the new message and fell silent.

"What happened? Has something happened at the naval base?"

"It's nothing. Hood just asked me if anything had happened. She's not one to make baseless accusations; she must have sensed something."

The Prince of Wales stared at her phone screen, deep in thought. Not only had everything gone smoothly, but it had been remarkably successful. Yet, she felt as if she had overlooked something. What could it be?

Chapter 77 Why is the Head Maid a God?

Sometimes an idea is just a little bit off.

The Prince of Wales thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure out what the oversight was, so he simply stopped worrying about it.

London, as the former capital of the British Empire, boasts countless scenic spots and landmarks, including Big Ben and Tower Bridge, as well as virtual attractions with immense influence such as 221 Baker Street and Platform 9¾ at King's Cross Station.

Since she was already there, Ying Tian naturally planned to visit every single place, especially since she had a free guide with her—these Royal Navy ship girls had never been to London before, yet they knew the historical background of these famous sites like the back of their hand, truly embodying the spirit of the British.

Although Big Ben is just so-so and the tickets are ridiculously expensive, and King's Cross Station doesn't even have Platform 9¾, being able to experience the cultural atmosphere of a foreign land, especially with so many beautiful women around, makes the sights less important. Being forcibly photographed and scammed out of 20 pounds by an old white man in Trafalgar Square isn't a big deal, but his subsequent attempt to take advantage of Glorious was unacceptable.

Ying Tian shielded Guanghui behind him, and then—it didn't matter, Sirius would take action.

The girl, who considered herself a maid, wore a stylish long trench coat and black sunglasses, dressed like something out of The Matrix. It was just a pity that she was too beautiful to be associated with the image of a bodyguard.

Although the hot milk Sirius served Ying Tian at breakfast almost scalded their future source of happiness, and then the little maid knelt on the ground trying to lick the spot where Ying Tian had been scalded by the hot milk, her enthusiastic yet innocent eyes, seemingly pure yet seductive, were nothing like those of her proper sister Dido. Instead, she seemed like a cunning little maid deliberately seducing her master.

Later, Yingtian learned that Sirius was actually a treacherous but loyal person, and that everything was a genuine mistake, not intentional. Sirius was only barely passable in terms of maid skills, but his guarding ability was off the charts.

Moreover, she was also very intelligent in combat, understanding the principle that even a powerful dragon cannot suppress a local snake. She casually knocked the old white man's Polaroid camera to the ground, and then stepped on his leather shoe as he bent down to pick it up. By the time he screamed in pain, the group had already disappeared.

"Handsome, really handsome." Ying Tian exclaimed sincerely. He originally wanted to smash the old white man's Polaroid camera, then pull out a wad of cash and throw it in his face. It would be truly humiliating, but having to pay him was too lenient.

"This is just what I should do, my proud master. Please give Sirius whatever you wish to serve."

Sirius placed his right hand in front of his chest and said, "I am still very confident in serving my master well. The hot milk this morning was just a mistake. Please give me another chance, master."

Ying Tian paused for a moment, thinking to himself, "It's not that I don't want to give you a chance, but my brother really doesn't dare to give you another chance."

"Don't worry about such a small thing." Ying Tian gave Sirius a thumbs up. "You did a great job just now, so there are still many more important things for you to do."

Sirius blinked and said, "Is Master implying that I should come to see you at one o'clock tonight? I've also read Journey to the West..."

"No." Ying Tian was somewhat amused and exasperated. Of course, it wasn't an implication. Even if it were, why would you say it in front of Guanghui?

"Ah...did I misunderstand again? I'm so sorry..."

Sirius bit his lip, looking aggrieved and apologetic, making one almost want to admit that it was an implication.

So, is Sirius a villain who appears loyal, or a loyal man who appears villainous?

It's too early to make a definitive judgment, but Ying Tian could sense that Guanghui's gentleness was genuine.

Glorious is not like the Prince of Wales, who can always firmly capture your attention, nor is he like Belfast, who is so carefree that he seems to take everything for granted.

The gentleness of radiance is the kind of gentleness that nourishes things silently.

She would quietly advise the commander to drink less carbonated beverages, and then offer him a Coke when he was thirsty. She would also let go when it was time to let go, giving up her place next to the commander for someone who needed it more... All she needed was a smile and some reassurance.

"No way, absolutely no way! How did these amateurs maintain it? The deck isn't clean, the rust isn't being removed, and the paint on the gun muzzles is peeling off. It's been so long since they fired a shell, aren't they going to touch up the paint?"

On the Imperial War Museum behind Buckingham Palace, aboard the light cruiser HMS Belfast, Edinburgh shook her head repeatedly at the poorly maintained hull, wishing she could become a cleaner right now and teach these staff what maintenance really meant.

Ying Tian looked at Belfast beside him, who had a nonchalant expression, and asked with some curiosity, "Walking on your own ship, don't you feel anything?"

“Correction, this is not my ship; I merely inherited the name.” Belfast blinked. “From the moment I swore to dedicate my life to you, I have belonged to you alone, Belfast.”

Regardless of the circumstances, it's simply too much for a beautiful woman with silver hair and blue eyes to say such a thing in her gentle and elegant voice.

Belfast, seeing that Ying Tian remained silent, said softly, "Doesn't Master believe me?"

“It’s not that I don’t believe you, it just feels a bit abrupt.” Stepping out of the ship’s cabin and seeing the afterglow of the setting sun reflected on the Thames, Ying Tian said, “You really don’t understand me at all.”

Belfast simply pursed her lips slightly: "Does Master not trust your head maid?"

"There is no disbelief."

That is the test.

"No."

"Then please ask me a few questions, Master, so that you can know whether I understand you or not."

Ying Tian's competitive spirit was stirred by Belfast's smile, and he said, "Then I'll ask?"

"Excuse me."

"Hmm...we've visited many places these past two days, which one was my favorite?"

Belfast immediately replied, "Without a doubt, Highgate Cemetery, is that right?"

"Yes, that's right, but it's easy to guess, since that was the first place we went." Ying Tian thought for a moment, then asked, "What are my hobbies?"

"Eating and playing, because these two things were luxuries for you before."

Ying Tian was somewhat surprised, and also a little skeptical, so he continued to ask, "What do you like to eat?"

"Meat, all kinds of meat are fine."

"Your favorite flavor?"

"It's on the spicy side, because it's stimulating enough."

What do you dislike eating?

"Potatoes and cabbage, you ate these every day when you were a kid, it's a childhood trauma."

"What do you like to drink?"

“Milk and all sorts of carbonated drinks,” Belfast added. “You also like to add sugar to your milk for double the pleasure.”

"...All correct."

Ying Tian had to admit with admiration, "How did you know that? There are some things I've never told anyone."

Belfast smiled slightly, not trying to hide anything: "Because I pay attention to Master's every day, from Shoukaku to St. Louis, what he eats and drinks, what he likes to do, plus a little bit of guessing and reasoning... Master, don't be surprised, it's just my duty as your head maid."

"I..." Ying Tian opened his mouth, feeling warmed by the constant care he received. He said defiantly, "Then you'll never guess what I want to call you right now."

Belfast winked playfully with her right eye: "Master, you don't actually want to call me Mom, do you? Please forgive me for not agreeing with that."

"You guessed that too..."

Chapter 78 Every Big Sister is Extraordinary

Watching someone live their life, paying attention to every little detail, trying to understand their personality and what they're thinking, and dedicating everything to them without reservation...

In Ying Tian's view, these are things that only a mother would do for her children, because maternal love is one of the greatest loves in the world.

So, was Belfast's love for herself maternal?

Definitely not, she herself denied it.

The answer is obvious: it's not maternal love, it's love. Only love can make someone do these things selflessly.

"No wonder you're the head maid, while Dido and Sirius can only be junior maids." Ying Tian was truly impressed. "You're amazing."

Belfast chuckled, "Even if my master praises me like that, I won't allow you to call me 'Mom'."

What if I insist on shouting?

Belfast smiled and said, "Then I can only say that I don't have a rebellious son like you."

“I don’t have a mother as young and beautiful as you either.” Ying Tian paused, looked into Belfast’s azure eyes, and said, “You are my head maid.”

"Of course, I am the master's head maid."

Belfast took a step forward, from following closely behind to standing shoulder to shoulder with Yingtian. She knew that from this moment on, she was truly the head maid. Where in this world could one truly resist someone?

Yingtian and Belfast walked together on the deck of the ship, enjoying the beautiful scenery of the Thames River and chatting. Edinburgh, furious, ran out of her cabin. Seeing the desolate scene, she thought to herself that she should have known better than to ask to come.

"Belfast, let's find a way to buy you!"

"Sister, don't talk nonsense. This pile of steel under my feet has nothing to do with me."

“But…” The bespectacled girl, who had been confused, suddenly turned murderous. Edinburgh said to Tian, ​​“Commander, how about we raise an army, rebel against this corrupt Great Britain, storm Buckingham Palace and 10 Downing Street, rebuild the British Navy, and name our flagship HMS Belfast?”

What a traitor! Why must the next ruler of Britain be a British person?

Ying Tian tried hard to suppress his laughter and said, "Good suggestion. I strongly opposed your withdrawal from the literary world back then, Edinburgh."

"How did the Commander know I'm so good at literature?" Edinburgh was taken aback by the sudden change of topic, but then she understood and said happily, "Belfa told you, didn't she? After all, with such a talented younger sister, it's only natural that I, as the older sister, am also talented!"

Belfast gave Angel a somewhat helpless look, and while pushing Edinburgh's shoulder, she said, "It's almost time for the meeting. We need to go out and meet up with Wales and the others."

"But I haven't seen enough yet..."