Elder brother's garrison

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Sukuf stared at Richelieu's hand for a moment, then slowly took it in his own: "Hello..."

Sukoff seemed still somewhat bothered by Richelieu's direct gaze earlier, and kept covering his chest with his other hand while shaking hands with her.

Seeing Succouv like this, Richelieu, who was also forced to wear a revealing maid outfit, subtly felt a sense of resonance.

"Was this outfit something you were forced to wear?" Richelieu asked.

"Hey?"

“You don’t seem very comfortable with me. You don’t like feeling exposed either, do you?” Richelieu said.

Upon hearing Richelieu's words, Sukup's eyes instantly lit up with emotion, and she nodded rapidly with tears in her eyes.

"Mmm-hmm!" Succouv looked at Richelieu with an expression as if he had found a kindred spirit. "I don't like it!"

"Did your admiral tell you to dress like this?"

Richelieu had just asked the question when he suddenly realized how silly he had been.

She subconsciously thought, based on her experience, that only an admiral could force a ship girl to do something she didn't like, which is why she blurted out those words. But after saying it, she remembered that the admiral of this naval base was a young girl who probably didn't have such a perverse sense of humor.

“I’m sorry…” Richelieu quickly retracted his previous statement.

However, to Richelieu's surprise, upon hearing the words "Admiral," Sukup's legs went weak, his face turned red, and he almost sat down on the ground.

Richelieu watched as Sukuf gritted his teeth, his face flushed, and staggered a few steps on the ground, his body going limp, before finally managing to stand up straight, clutching his lower abdomen.

……Um?

and many more?

Ok?

hmmmm?

This reaction??

Richelieu stared wide-eyed at Sukuf, covering his mouth as he looked at him.

Having lived in human society for so long, Richelieu was certainly influenced by human entertainment culture.

Richelieu learned a great deal about both the positive and negative aspects of the story.

That reaction... that's right! It's been trained!

Richelieu stared at Sukuf in utter shock.

She was once again shocked by the darkness and depravity of this garrison.

Although Sukup is cute and has a great figure, she's still a little girl! Who on earth could do such an outrageous thing to such a little girl?!

Richelieu's mind was instantly filled with Lexington's smiling face.

Then Richelieu got goosebumps.

A strong sense of crisis enveloped her heart.

"Ha... I'm sorry..." At this moment, Succouv had just managed to straighten himself out and apologized to Richelieu in front of him, "I always accidentally... eh?!"

Richelieu's face was now as white as paper.

"Are you feeling unwell right now?" Sukupov quickly asked Richelieu.

“It’s nothing.” Richelieu shook his head, but his pale, stiff expression didn’t seem to indicate that he was alright. “You… how could you have done that just now?”

Sukup's face turned red again.

“Before, when I linked to the Admiral’s website…” Sukup lowered her head, her little face flushed like a red apple, “and then… I… in the end, the Admiral… wasn’t gentle enough… and everything turned into that… sparkly… all the Admiral’s marks…”

Sukuf muttered to himself.

Her voice was soft and indistinct, and she often skipped over crucial points, making it impossible for Richelieu to hear her clearly even with her shipgirl-level hearing.

But the remaining vocabulary was enough for Richelieu to imagine an epic masterpiece based on what he had learned in human society.

Richelieu's hands were trembling as he held the rag.

"Did you...did you anger Lexin...the Admiral before?" Richelieu swallowed hard before asking cautiously.

"Huh? How did you know?" Sukoff nodded. "When I was working on the construction device, I mistook someone else for someone else and gave the admiral a good whack on the head."

It’s over.

When Richelieu heard Succouv's words, he felt as if his worldview had collapsed.

Just because she gave the admiral a headbutt, she's supposed to be trained to have a body that goes weak at the mere mention of the admiral's name? Then what about me, the ship girl who kidnaps the admiral...?

Richelieu didn't even dare to think any further.

Sukuf watched strangely as Richelieu's face changed color, sometimes turning green and sometimes white.

Sukoff felt he hadn't said anything strange, so why did Richelieu look like he knew he was going to be executed tomorrow?

Sukoff recalled for a moment.

It's true that I hit the Admiral on the head as soon as I appeared. Later, the Admiral forgave me and even gave me the precious opportunity to be a fish-fry boss to gain experience. He also connected with the Admiral's network. However, the Admiral's network was too powerful. At that time, the Admiral hadn't controlled it well, and I didn't cooperate. So, I accidentally imprinted hundreds of marks on my ship equipment. As a result, now, whenever I hear the word "Admiral," the marks on my ship equipment inexplicably emit a scorching heat, making me feel unbearably hot.

In a way, Richelieu got what he deserved. Why was Richelieu so afraid?

"that……"

"No!" Richelieu shouted, then threw down the rag in his hand with a thud and turned into a shadow as he rushed towards the dormitory.

"He's probably worried about his future," Renown's voice came from behind Sukup.

Sukup turned around and saw Reputation, dressed in a maid outfit, standing behind him, looking at him.

Most of the ship girls in the naval base have gotten used to Reign's elusive abilities. After spending a few months in the base, Surcouf has gradually gone from being startled every time Reign appears to taking it all in stride.

"Did I say something I shouldn't have?" Sukup asked apologetically.

"No, she's overthinking it." Reputation shook his head, walked to Richelieu's bucket, and picked up the rag from the ground.

It seems that Richelieu and Succouv's reputation was overheard.

"Oh, that's good." Sukoff patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

“In a sense, what you said is actually quite useful.” Renown thought for a while, looking in the direction Richelieu was running. “At least after seeing you, she probably won’t dare to do anything against the Admiral and Lexington.”

"Huh? Why?" Sukup looked at Reputation in surprise.

She didn't say anything more about reputation; she just patted Sukup on the shoulder, gently told him to wash up and go to bed, and then left.

It left behind a gunboat girl who still doesn't understand the situation.

Pachina, sitting on a bench, propped her chin on her hand, watching the theatrical scene unfold before her with the typical beginner's posture.

She covered her mouth and yawned.

Pachina felt that her IQ might be a little higher than she imagined.

I miss Xiaobai so much...

Pachina raised her head and stared blankly at the sky.

It's definitely more interesting to stay by her side.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

a long distance away.

On the slightly dark sea, several ship girls in a team were walking on the water, moving steadily towards their destination.

The water splashed out of my toes, turning into white ripples, and the sound of a small waterfall gurgled down beneath my feet.

The ship girls were used to this scene. As they moved forward on the water, they looked around warily.

No one dared to break the eerie silence.

Because they were heading towards the base of a fleet of "deep-sea amphibious ships".

The team included many new ship girls, and this was their first battle. They were so nervous that they tried their best to keep their breathing as still as possible, and the pounding of their hearts filled their brains.

Soon, a life-or-death battle with the "Abyssal Fleet" will begin; soon, it will be time to prove my worth. Long hours of training, long exercises, the admiral's guidance, and the residents' trust—it's time for all of this to be put to the test.

"It's just ahead." At one point, the captain of the advancing squad finally broke the silence. "Cheer up! The target is just ahead!"

"Yes!" the team members responded in unison.

The ship girls accelerated and dashed toward their target.

Then, they saw their target.

A blonde woman wearing a black mascot costume, standing atop white ship rigging.

"Gah~" The target seemed to have noticed the ship girls' presence long ago. Seeing so many people coming towards her, she calmly opened her arms to the approaching people and shouted fiercely.

Chapter 381 Rodney's Treasure

Seeing this target dressed in a mascot costume, whose style seemed completely out of place with them, the ship girls almost lost their footing and fell straight into the sea.

I don't know why, but my fighting spirit seems to be draining away from my body at an alarming rate...

The captain ship girl stared at the target with a dark expression.

"Instructor Rodney! Can't you be serious for once?!" The captain stomped his foot and shouted at the target from afar.

Humans cannot communicate normally at such a distance, but unfortunately, none of those present were human.

"Huh?" The ship girl named Rodney, dressed in a mascot costume, paused, blinking her bright blue eyes. "What's wrong? I'm being serious!"

"What the hell?! Where in the world is there a Deep Sea character dressed in a mascot costume?! Instructor Rodney, please, can you even be serious?!"

"Ugh... I worked so hard to make this last night... Don't you guys like it? Teacher, I'm so sad..." Rodney lowered his raised hands, his eyes filled with disappointment.

"What's there to be happy about! This is an exam! Instructor, you're supposed to be an Abyss Sea character! Is it really okay to dress so cutely?!" A group of ship girls were even more furious when they saw Rodney dressed in a black mascot costume.

Yes, perhaps some people haven't yet grasped the current situation. But the current situation isn't as serious as many people imagine.

This sea area is a large, safe area that has been temporarily rented by the ship girl training institution in this city. Its purpose is to serve as the venue for the final exams of its ship girl trainees.

Miss Rodney happens to be the instructor, playing the role of a powerful Abyssal Dean who needs to be defeated in a group. Her students, on the other hand, play the role of a team of ship girls tasked with defeating the Abyssal Dean.

Simply put, it's now an assessment where you get an excellent rating as long as you beat the teacher.

"I was really trying my best... Teacher, I wanted to boost your morale and make myself look more like the Deep Sea... Yesterday, my sister and I spent a long time researching how to make a Deep Sea-like costume... But I don't know why it turned into a mascot costume..." Rodney seemed disappointed after being protested by her students. She squatted down and drew small circles on the water with her finger, looking like she had been wronged.

"No one would be motivated just because the instructor is wearing a mascot costume!" The students thought to themselves, wanting to utter countless "mmp"s as they looked at Rodney's eccentric behavior.

After finally getting my mood and mindset in order to have a good, intense battle with the mission target, I arrived at the target's location only to find that the imaginary, menacing target had turned into an instructor dressed in a cartoon mascot costume, and he immediately started yelling...

Seeing this scene, only a demon could maintain that fighting spirit!

"Ah..." Rodney seemed to only now realize that she had probably done something futile again. She lowered her head awkwardly. "I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

"My sister told me at home that I looked really fierce and like the deep sea..."

Just as Rodney was reflecting on her actions, her students gave her no further chances.

Bang bang bang! Several shells were fired directly at Rodney's location.

During the test, both sides used specially made fireworks shells. They did not cause real damage when they hit the ship girls, but they did leave the hit ship girls covered in various colors, accompanied by extremely dazzling fireworks explosions.

In an instant, the sea surface where Rodney was located was enveloped in a burst of crackling fireworks.

"We got it!" The captain clenched his fist, excitedly looking at the sea surface enveloped in bursts of sparks.

Although I feel a little sorry for Instructor Rodney, the battle began the moment I stepped into the sea. Since Instructor Rodney gave me such a big opening, how could I not cherish that opportunity?

"Don't make any rash promises before you've confirmed the sinking!" However, as expected, even in his dejected state, Rodney's alertness remained top-notch, and this level of sneak attack failed.

Rodney, dressed in a slightly bulky mascot costume, burst out of the fireworks at lightning speed.

Not a single paintball touched her.

"Pursue!" Without a word, the team members chased after Rodney, raining shells down on him as if they were free.

In an instant, it was as if a fireworks display was being held on the sea, with colorful fireworks blooming like flowers on the surface.

The trainees' pursuit still didn't result in Rodney getting a single hit.

Rodney's bloated doll-like body seemed to be coated in oil as it kept probing and dodging along the edge of the shell's trajectory, but it just wouldn't hit.

For some reason, the students felt a surge of anger as they watched this scene.

"Hahahaha, how lively!" Rodney's clear laughter reached the students' ears.

Clearly, Rodney seems to have forgotten that he's still playing the role of a Deepsea Abyssman.