Iron-blooded Sister-in-law

After hearing that the alcoholic Maozi quit drinking recently, Empres became extremely emotional. Even though she herself was not aware of this change in mentality, she inadvertently revealed in her words that the Siren is actually a follower. Generally speaking, it is inexplicably fertile to soldiers—theoretically speaking, it is even more efficient than ship mothers.

Are these original designs that are closer to the functions of the human body really just to make humans have more good feelings for the ship girl, rather than a more meaningful arrangement?

And the siren should be the mortal enemy of human beings... If a son of man is born... such a function... can't be the evil taste of the creator, right?

Odin herself didn't expect that, because of some trivial things, she gradually came into contact with the truth that was concealed by Ember's high-level and buried in the fragments of the entire history, and this also made her resistance belief less firm.

"That's enough, Miss Eugen... I will personally ask the Commander about the internal cause of this phenomenon when I get to Italy—don't pinch me... um..."

On the other hand, Z-23 remembered the recent changes in itself, and finally realized something was wrong.

She has been in good spirits recently, and she can eat three whole plates of sausages for meals. The time for overtime work and study has been increasing, and she even only needs to rest for three hours a day——

She seems to be gradually synchronizing with Dake's work and rest style. After regaining a little bit of human nature, she is becoming more and more like tireless steel in some of the rigid needs of life.

"Maybe it's an evolution worth studying... Sister Eugen, do you still remember the original purpose of the Siren's war?"

Nimi's tone gradually deepened: "In order to promote the evolution and integration of humans and ship girls. My current changes may allow Miss Brie to further study psychic power—"

"..."

Hearing her rigid and rational speech, Eugen also fixed his eyes, and pulled her cheek vigorously.

"Oh! Why, why Sen..."

She thought that Eugen would adapt to the serious atmosphere she created and stop playing pranks, but she became more enthusiastic.

"Putting a straight face will lose the interest of a man whose appetite is picking up gradually—this is not good, Nimi, our potential enemy is Atago, Yamato Nadeko like my wife, you have to use your youth as much as possible The advantage of being beautiful, if it is like a little old woman, it is not pleasing."

"Hey, why did Sen come back to talk--"

Because the Kremlin is very concerned about your safety, he is willing to be an experimental sample because he not only has his motherland and fleet in his heart, but also has a sense of responsibility to lead the future of mankind, but for you, he still hopes that you can stay away from some unnecessary The danger of being exposed-such as being regarded as the most cutting-edge pawn by the Sirens, and being exposed to the spotlight of those snoopers.

Although Eugen did not participate in the naval battle in Spain, she heard from Ge Nai that the Siren mentioned the three keys that Da Ke went home, and Z-23 was among them.

What if the keys are disposable?

In any case, we must find a way to divert the siren's sight.

I don't know if those arbitrators who seem to be a lot more friendly will have any bad thoughts about Nimi's changes... Sigh.

"It really is a fleet with a harmonious atmosphere, huh... This sweet smell makes me a little ashamed..."

Torricelli, who was in charge of leading the way, was also observing the various interactions of the Second Fleet while maintaining the highest speed on the water.

She is used to staying in the corner by herself, but the navigator task given to her by Da Ke forces her to be at the forefront and become the person in the spotlight. To be honest, it is a bit contrary to her usual low-key style , but luckily none of the ship girls came over to talk to her, and only regarded her as an outsider——

Obviously this is the best way, but why do you feel a little lost?

No, Torricelli, you just need to continue to observe the world in the dark place, the limelight is not your style.

Oh, yes, the transmitter that Littorio gave me should be placed here, uh-huh-so that the sirens can monitor it when they pass by the waters near Turkey.

After admonishing herself like this, she had just smiled darkly, but felt that the top of her head was being pressed down by a pair of large and soft things, and her neck shrank by half.

"Y-huh???"

"Lovely child, you seem to have something on your mind?"

Frederick brushed Torricelli's grass-like hair and gently smoothed her hair with the comb he took out from the ship's suit.

"Remember you're Torricelli—right? Why don't you laugh with the other kids?"

"Your Excellency Frederick, your turret is sinking me...I haven't filled my oxygen yet..."

"Sorry, just because you exude a very cute atmosphere, I can't help it."

"……cute?"

Your words are really sweet, but Frederick in the past should have disdained lying. Torricelli's self-knowledge made her unable to accept this kind of praise, and even avoided the emperor's caressing with some trouble.

"Oh, don't you like hugs?"

The Madonna of Darkness still looked concerned, but for some reason, Torricelli didn’t feel the oppressive feeling of darkness from her before, just like the arrogance that all the girls in the world are his own daughters, nor Yes, very soft.

Is this also the result of the transformation of the Kremlin?Uh huh, even Frederick can handle it, it seems that Littorio's woman is going to be unlucky.

Chapter 338 Big Business

"So far so good. It seems that we don't have to worry about the possibility of the Second Fleet being intercepted by the Siren scattered forces."

Satisfied, Da Ke, who was sitting at the formal table, picked up the document bag that Abruzzi pushed over, and pulled out various materials of Sardinia's recent investigation of the Senate from it.

"..."

So when he saw the asset names above, the good mood he had just born was exhausted.

"What the hell is the difference between this group of people and that big goose?" Dake flicked the paper in his hand with disgust in his eyes: "Don't you Italians have a democratic tradition since ancient times? How can you let these one hundred people Is it controlling the lifeline of the whole country?"

"You mean the guy who is still in the labor camp? Well, maybe there is really no difference. But at least our revived system is much stronger than the so-called representative system in the UK. These people are all voted out and represent many small township families interests." Abruzzi glanced subtly at Xie Fei who was standing behind Dake, who was hesitating to speak.

This woman hadn't appeared in public for two whole days, and it seemed that there was something unspeakable about it, but judging from her state, she probably thought of a way to have a few small fights with Dake afterwards.

Madam Duchess found helplessly that the scheme of the head maid to insert her country's spies into the Red Navy seemed to have really succeeded.

"I agree with that."

Dake didn't have eyes on the back of his head, so he couldn't see Xie Fei's gradually deteriorating expression: "But you are still laughing at fifty steps."

After hearing Dake's strange echo, the crumb maid used the excuse of pouring tea with a dark face, and moved to the side of the strong man. At the same time, her little feet hidden under the table lightly kicked Dake's heel, expressing that dissatisfied.

"Democracy that exploits slaves is also a fake democracy. Please don't forget this, master."

She raised her hair and complained that despite her petite figure, she unexpectedly began to have an elegant and ladylike posture similar to Hood's.

Or to put it in a more vulgar way - gradually becoming more feminine.

Dake was also very relieved to notice the other party's changes in recent days, so he did not conform to his bad temper in the past and imposed "thunder sanctions" on her.

He looked up playfully at Abruzzi, whose complexion also got worse, and shrugged.

Although she knew that Abruzzi had some opinions on the members of the Royal Fleet participating in this private salon, Da Ke told her clearly that the current Xie Fei deserved their trust and respect, and she was one of her own, so she didn't have the nerve to say anything, just Gently pointing at the table with that steel prosthetic hand, he seemed absent-minded, but he was thinking about how much the British had given Da Ke in total, and how much Sardinia had to pay to get such "favoriteness".

If this issue was brought to the fore, Da Ke would definitely tell her—not much, just joining the party is enough.

Including the so-called spies - they were all reversely brainwashed by this man in the end, let go of all the envelops brought by their origins, and easily joined the new big family.

And those of you in Sardinia would never have imagined that those bulges in the front pockets of the maid skirts of Sheffield and Sirius are actually "The Biography of Marx".

Although they didn't read all of them, and complained to Dake that they didn't understand, the maid team has taken an important step. Perhaps this is the power of Aiwujiwu. The knowledge that was once regarded as a wild beast by them has now become an important step. They are an integral part of boat life.

And the assimilation was progressing so rapidly that even Da Ke felt a little unreal.

"Abruzzi, don't quarrel."

Veneto softly "rebuked" the Duke, then stared at Dake's big face seriously, and reported: "The place where your body is hiding has already been tested by more than five groups of mafia bribed by the Senate. But they obviously didn't consider the possibility of the warship diving underwater. Up to now, the Senate only speculates that you may be wandering somewhere in the sea near Rome, but it is not sure whether you have landed secretly with the large force-according to the plan, The day the Second Fleet arrives will be the day you officially appear in Rome's political circles."

After Veneto prepared two plates of tiramisu for the Duke and Da Ke, he continued slowly:

"According to the usual practice, the consul will go to the theater to watch the performance after the victory of the local war. After the opera is over, a meeting of hundreds of people will be held. That night, the theater will bring together the most powerful elders and family leaders in Italy—among them There are two goals we have to focus on."

After she confirmed that Dake was listening carefully, her face relaxed a lot:

"The patriarch of the Medici, and the spokesperson of the Habsburgs."

"I seem to have heard of these two surnames."

Da Ke raised his eyebrows: "In history class...but can the Habsburgs still have a wide influence on Italian politics?"

"Yes, they are still very influential, and the Medici benefited from their ancestors' three popes and one grand duke, and even now, they still control various lifeline industries including Rome and Florence."

"... Medici..."

After listening to Veneto's explanation, the Duke lifted up the tiramisu in his hand and took a spoonful, but he seemed to lose his appetite, as if he was blown away by some past thoughts.

Dake and Veneto both noticed her frown, and waited for her to calm down.

It wasn't until the magnificent turret that was tightly bound by the slim clothes... that a black line was squeezed out from the white lining by the heavier breathing, Abruzzi put the dessert in his mouth, feeling the joy of the cream melting on the tip of his tongue. It's finally a lot clearer:

"...I'm sorry, I just remembered the ugly behavior of some overzealous guys when they took the ship girl as the object of teasing."

Evidently the duke was not referring to Littorio.

Littorio is fine, although she is a man and woman, but because she also has a relationship with the ship's wife's mental cleanliness, when the other party shows a clear resistance attitude, she is relatively conservative.

Abruzzi really hates some noble hooligans who know that their small bodies can't withstand even a slight movement of the ship's mother, but come up to tease them.

"It seems that you also have people who want revenge, no problem. The Soviet has always supported revenge and revenge."

Dake sipped his spoon with deep eyes.

In Iron Blood and Heavy Sakura, people's impression of the ship girl is that the Iron Goddess is absolutely impossible to have a relationship with a man, but in Italy, it seems that "thanks" to Littorio's performance of being close to the people, there are many people who are confused The dude touched the girls... so funny.

Kremlin knew that this was not good, but he also gradually discovered that as his social status rose, the more he learned about the so-called "upper class" deeds, the more amused he was, and he was sincerely grateful that he was the kind who never The laborers who have climbed up from the bottom have mastered a set of universal concepts, and they have not deteriorated...

"Afterwards, let's send them to labor camps for delaying the fighter plane and disrespecting the soldiers." Da Ke said lightly.

Anyway, the ones who were beaten were the youngest, so it’s okay to fight without hatred—it’s not a good thing, if this happens, there is no need to allocate college places to the Italian families, and they should support Abruzzi to avenge his personal revenge no matter what.

"...Is it based on the premise of inevitable success? Your Excellency Commander."

Abruzzi put on an expression of admiration, looking at Dake's steady posture.

"You wouldn't see me here if you couldn't suppress a bunch of guys without the protection of the army."

Kremlin turned his wrist and glanced at his watch, but he said something irrelevant to time: "Empres and the others don't fully accept my command. Instead of worrying about those elders making trouble for you, you should think about it carefully." How to communicate with your upcoming siren 'comrades'. Oh, by the way, remind you, although those girls have a weird temper, I think they are also close to human beings, so language praise, delicious food , a clean residence can please them.”

"...This is really a new way of saying it."

Abruzzi said with a smile: "I think they will only accept your flattery, Commander, and won't be too cold to our old opponents."

"It's okay to try, Duke." However, Veneto showed her naive side at this time: "Since Lito's side has prepared a hotel, when the arbitrator comes, we will invite them to go to the hotel together. Take a bath."

"……Ugh."

A silly, white and sweet atmosphere enveloped Veneto as if he had his own holy light, and Abruzzi and Dake looked at each other helplessly at the same time, then shook their heads again and again.

They really convinced the Supreme Consul.

……

"Besides Habsburg, there is Bourbon? What the hell are these living fossils crawling out of?"

On the way back to the No. [-] villa area, while lamenting the aristocrat’s tenacity and reproductive talent, Da Ke selected a few objects that Abruzzi asked to focus on, and asked Sirius and the others about the recent movements of these families— —After all, the information provided by the Italians may not be as comprehensive as that provided by the old shit-stirring stick.

Although Britain has limited influence on the waters and land west of Gibraltar, Sheffield lived up to expectations and got him a list of transactions from London——