Iron-blooded Sister-in-law

The target was Bree, who was useless on the frontal battlefield...

It seems that for a man, what is carried on it is something far beyond "interests", but the Kremlin's natural transition between rationality and sensibility is exactly what Beffa can't guess.

She briefly took off her perfect and chic mask, showing a dazed look, even though it was only for a few seconds.

"Had I not seen the Sun."

The emperor also recited poems in a tone full of tenderness, and brought the music to a climax——

She vigorously waved the black stick in her hand, as if she was dancing in the space in front of the construction machine.

The small figure was only half the height of the man, but Bree seemed to be the center of rotation of the storm.

"Emily's work is very classic. Of course, it's not just her gorgeous rhetoric that is classic."

Frederick's emotions are like music, full of longing for a better future, because she just saw a miracle... was born right before her eyes—

"...Yes... To her, the Master is her light."

Biffa sighed: "It's the same for me..."

"Go and chase your happiness, what belongs to you, no one can take it away." When the music stopped, Frederick's hair covering his right eye was blown away like ripples, revealing her complete, motherly nature Glowing face.

"Thank you, Ms. Frederick."

Befa sincerely thanked him.

"...Although it's not an incomprehensible move...but for a counselor...that's all."

In the end, Shentong still didn't express any opinions.

Sometimes, everyone pretends to be confused with understanding, why not because they hope that one day, the scene in the fairy tale will come to them?

She knocked on the handle of the fan and asked Bepha for advice:

"Who do you think the remaining two will be given to?"

"Observer." Beffa said the name without hesitation.

"There is one left, it may be Tirpitz, or it may be..."

"Then I wish you the best of luck."

The supernatural powers understood before she finished speaking—then she slowly missed the body of the head maid, and glanced at her cheeks that were as white as milk without applying lotion:

"Please hurry up - there are many princesses waiting for the prince to save."

"He didn't like the metaphor... I... did my best."

Speaking of this, Befa's eyes became much firmer.

Facing the rosy-cheeked and contented Brie in the middle of the "stage", the head maid applauded and congratulated: "Congratulations, Ms. Brie."

Chapter 209 Octopus

"On July 7, the fleet crossed the Sea of ​​Japan and arrived in the waters near Vladivostok. It is expected to touch the coastline within 11 hours."

Kremlin's eyes were full of melancholy.

"It's finally here, Northern Union..."

Originally he was high-spirited, but during the voyage time when he was about to arrive at his "hometown", many girls from Sakura offered him various information about the Northern Union, which further escalated his anxiety.

It turned out that the girls planned to keep it a secret for a while, but when the Eurasian continent is so close, they can only say it in vain.

"Although I don't want to discourage you, Bear, the situation in the Northern Union is definitely different from what you imagined."

Eugen sat on the side of his desk, and the plump rear main suit was piled up on the table, flattened, and spread slightly to the sides, forming a perfect ditch.

"Many of the girls in the North Union are not the comrades in your impression, so be prepared for a gap in reality."

"Well, I know it well...now the leader of the North Alliance camp is Soviet Rosia, right?"

"It may also be the Soviet Union... I don't know. Although our land is not far away, the chance of meeting from the sea is almost zero, so that getting information about the other party is a luxury. We really don’t know as much as Sakura in this regard.”

Eugen looked at Dake's face many times, and after confirming that he didn't show any signs of loss, he jumped off the table lightly.

It was already 12:27 noon, but he didn't go to the cafeteria, obviously something was on his mind.

However, as a "good woman", Eugen would not really want to help Dak arrange his life, except for harassing Dak from time to time, because she herself is also an unbelievably casual guy.

Of course, even if she doesn't do it, there will be others to help...

"It's been 25 minutes since the assembly time, Commander, if you don't show up, everyone will worry about your health."

"Master, lunch is ready for you, do you want to have it in the lounge, or go to the main hall?"

It seems that Strasser and Befa had a small disagreement on the commander's eating, and the moment the door was opened, it became a competition of their speech speed.

"I'm sorting out the documents related to the Northern Alliance. To be honest, I have to wonder why this camp can continue to exist based on the information you provide... The weak naval power needs to protect such a vast coastline. If the Arctic Ocean The sirens are swarming south, and all the ice-free ports in the Far East will fall..."

Although Da Ke knows that compared with the traditional naval power of the United Kingdom, there is indeed a certain gap between the Soviet Union, but in this world, it seems that the gap has reached an extreme—even the 406mm guns used by the Northern Union are all from the former Washington D.C. The weapons of the era, and the aircraft carrier is even gone.

"Let's hope it doesn't get any worse, otherwise the loss of coastal industry will result in a significant discount on the value of our previously planned routes."

Tapping the pen holder, Dake said to Beifa and Peter: "I'll go to the cafeteria right away, you guys go there first, we may enter the fourth-level combat deployment state after lunch, let the girls cheer up."

"If you tell them in person, the effect will be better." Peter has a good understanding of Dake's worries about gains and losses, but he still doesn't let go of his precise time control theory.

"Ah."

Dake got up with a tangled expression that he hadn't seen in nearly two months.

……

After a short break, the strong man returned to the conference room.

It seemed that he was deliberately leaving him alone, and it was rare that the girls did not swarm over to report work.

However, this kind of internal coordination doesn't seem to work for the Sirens.

Dake took off his hat, looked at the observer who was lying on the leather sofa like a soft octopus, and raised his eyebrows lightly: "It's been so long since you disappeared, why did you plan to warn me? thing?"

"Bingo, your intuition is very keen! But Commander, have you forgotten something?"

She raised her feet up, her bare feet resting on Dake's stomach who was leaning over, exerting a little force, using the soft flesh on the soles of her feet to enjoy the touch of the firm abdominal muscles.

"...here."

Da Ke took out the diamond ring prepared for the observer from the pocket of his military uniform:

"You want this, right?"

"Don't you want to say something? I thought you would come to listen to eachother every hour~"

The observer concealed his longing, and continued to disturb Da Ke's rhythm with the seductive tone that did not conform to the appearance.

"Forget it for you, you should not be the kind of guy who likes to engage in formalism."

"Emotional formalism is also very important-it's strange, you who have to discount your emotional expression...so many girls like you..."

"Yeah, so many people like me..."

But looking at Da Ke's expression, he was not happy about it at all.

Seeing that teasing Da Ke like this couldn't cheer up the other party, he pouted his lips, and the observer stretched out his catkin:

"Put me on."

"Speaking of which, my feelings for other girls are not discounted, only for you."

"It's heartless..."

The intensity of the two guys' bickering was even higher than when they got along with Eugen. Perhaps it was because they were once enemies. Good kind of proof.

After helping the observer put on the diamond ring, even Da Ke's expression changed subtly for a moment.

He took that white and delicate hand that was so inhuman, and fell into silence.

"What are you worried about?"

He was not elated because he got the diamond ring, and the observers rarely asked questions in a very calm, non-seductive tone.

"If that is not my home... I will still find other ways to go home, but what if I can't find it after spending my whole life?" Kremlin lowered his head.

"Didn't you already have the answer? Turning this place into your own home is also a way."

The observer rolled up from the sofa in a difficult posture that fully reflected the softness of the body, and the other hand also grabbed Dake's arm, as if he did not intend to let him leave.

In the end, he was dragged down on the sofa by the siren girl.

"...do you need me to soothe your worries?"

"No, I'm not interested in bones like you."

"You're lying. When you and Nimi fucked—"

"Sure enough, you did surveillance, right?"

"It can't be regarded as monitoring... After all, it is my subsystem. I can know when she disarmed the 'Chameleon'..."

The observer lightly blows on Dake's nose, his lazy eyes are slightly closed, as if he regards Dake as a large pillow - retracts the hull behind him, and turns himself into a slimy octopus Hang it on his body and tie it firmly.

"Tell me, how would those heavy cherry girls feel if they knew that you would rather sleep with the sirens than with them~"

"I'll probably be out of breath. Speaking of which, you helped me clear the two bugs from the bedroom... I gave it to Shentong, which indirectly led to the fight between Akagi and Dafeng--I'm also very tired. If I don't quickly cultivate a suitable Instructors like this are only going to get more and more common."

"Just because the girls don't meet your expectations as an instructor, you don't let them try? Time is the best teacher—"

"Maybe you're right, but my obsession with ideological cleanliness has always been serious... If I didn't have my obsession with ideological cleanliness, I wouldn't have become the core of the battleship, and I would have been eliminated during the political review."

Kremlin moved on the back of the sofa, trying to make himself lean.

The observer leans on him, his back to the sofa—but behind him it seems to be empty, nothing exists.

"...If my appearance is no longer cute, you will not abandon me?" The observer suddenly murmured, leaning on Da Ke's chest muscles.

When she said this, her eyes were a little dazed.

"...How could it be possible to abandon you."

Feeling that these words were like the sudden melancholy remarks of an unconfident girl, they had no practical meaning, so Dake comforted him:

"At most, it's just that you no longer have the impulse to your body... But human nature is not made up of desires. The definitions of 'ugly' and 'beautiful' are relative. I have read "Notre Dame de Paris", and I am confident that I can tell the difference the beauty and ugliness of the mind."

"...Then...you actually think my soul is beautiful??"