Elder brother's garrison

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"Although it's not appropriate for me to say this, the truth is that most of what's in those erotic books is lying." Tirpitz looked at Xiaobai with pity. "That's why I recommend books on things like physical health."

"Ahhhhh???"

"But it's alright. If it's just about fulfilling a fantasy, then leave it to me." A resolute glint suddenly appeared in Tirpitz's eyes. "Since even you, Admiral, have made this request, then as a ship girl, I must live up to your expectations... Leave it to me!"

Under Xiaobai's shocked gaze, Tirpitz, who had always been languid and lazy, suddenly straightened up, and a fiery fighting spirit ignited in her pupils.

"I, Tirpitz, swear on my reputation as a teacher of North Carolina, I will definitely draw the most H, the most lewd, and the most shameless side of the Admiral!" Tirpitz said confidently. "It doesn't matter, flat chest is fine too. I will draw a plot and scene that is far more seductive than big breasts. Admiral, you will definitely become the greatest masterpiece of my life!"

Xiao Bai stared, mouth agape, at Tirpitz's once-in-a-century display of passionate fervor, and suddenly felt a subtle pang of regret.

"Um...it would be best to keep it conservative..."

"You want less foreplay, right? I understand. I promise we'll get straight to the main event..."

"???" Xiaobai exclaimed in surprise, "You could have just drawn Tirpitz anywhere..."

"I will definitely draw a lewd book that will make all the ship girls in the naval base horny while looking at the admiral!" Tirpitz's fighting spirit exploded.

Sitting in front of her, Xiaobai stared at Tirpitz, who clearly had some strange button pressed. For some reason, Xiaobai suddenly felt a little regretful.

I have a feeling that if Tirpitz is allowed to continue living like this, something terrible might happen in the future.

“Tyr…”

"Admiral, you can go out now. I'm going to start creating." Tirpitz closed his laptop and took out a bunch of drawing tools such as paper and pens from his ship's equipment space.

"Ah, no, wait a minute..."

"I've got an idea! It's here! It's here! It's here!" Tirpitz picked up Little White and ran quickly to the door, put Little White on the ground, and then darted back into the room.

Before Xiaobai could even say anything, the door slammed shut with a loud bang.

—It's too late to turn back.

Looking at the door that was tightly shut, Xiaobai murmured to herself.

"Huh? Shiro, what are you doing sitting at the Bismarck's door?" Just then, Yamato's voice rang out beside Shiro.

Looking over, Xiaobai saw that Deep Sea Yamato, who was yawning, and Deep Sea Musashi, who was rubbing his sleepy eyes, were walking towards him.

"Oh right, Bismarck isn't here. Tirpitz should be inside now." Yamato must have woken Musashi up to look for Shiro because she realized Shiro, who had been resting on her lap, was gone. She walked over to Shiro and looked at the tightly closed door to Bismarck's room. "Are you locked out?"

"Hmm...I guess so..."

"Just open the door, it's Tirpitz's house inside." Yamato smiled after hearing Shiro's words, and reached out to grasp the doorknob.

Yamato and Tirpitz are close friends, and having already reached a consensus, they don't care whether the door is closed or not; they can open it whenever they want.

Just as Yamato was about to open the door, she suddenly felt something cling to her body. She looked down and saw Shiro hugging her waist, breathing rapidly.

"What's wrong with Xiaobai?"

"Ah... um... how about we don't bother Tirpitz..." Shiro said to Yamato.

—How could Xiaobai dare let Shenhai Yamato in? Tirpitz is drawing in his little notebook inside the room. If he gets caught, Xiaobai will be in deep trouble.

"She's probably playing games right now, it's fine."

"No, no... um..." Xiaobai thought hurriedly, and finally her eyes fell on Deep Sea Musashi, "Yamato-neechan, we still need to go to Lexington to give you a raise."

"Huh? Oh, oh, oh..." Upon hearing this, Yamato's face immediately lit up with joy. "Oh, no need to rush... I'm not in a hurry."

"I'm so anxious!" Xiaobai nodded. "Is Lexington back yet?"

“She came back while you were sleeping,” Yamato Fukami said. “Ah, but she went straight to the temporary admiral’s office after she got back, probably to take care of something.”

"How about we wait at the door for a while and then go find Lexington? Actually, I don't need to find Tirpitz." Shiro pulled Yamato's hand and dragged him to the ground.

Deep Sea Yamato doesn't care. Richelieu is taking over the maid's job now, and Deep Sea's traitorous work is long over. She likes to feed her little sister when she has nothing to do all day, so it's no problem for her to sit with Shiro for a while.

So, amidst Shiro's imperceptible sigh of relief, Deep Sea Yamato led Deep Sea Musashi to sit down next to Shiro.

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.

Luo Lian and Yan Zhan walked along the alley and finally stopped at the edge of a small courtyard.

This small courtyard is naturally next to the newbie naval base, and the people living there are also from a naval base with considerable strength.

However, the courtyard was now deserted, with only one ship girl guarding it.

Upon seeing Luo Lian, the ship girl stood up and waved to her.

Luo Lian walked up to the ship girl, nodded politely, and finally took out a credit card and a neatly folded piece of paper from her clothes: "Here are the strategies for obtaining 500,000 merit points and conquering the flank battlefield."

"Yes, I'll take it." The ship girl smiled at Luo Lian and finally accepted the item Luo Lian handed over. "Then this is yours. Remember to treat it well. Our admiral was exhausted when he was building the house."

"Yes, I will." Luo Lian nodded.

After accepting the gift from Luo Lian, the ship girl waved to Luo Lian and left.

"Admiral, you used 500,000 merit points to buy this courtyard?" Warspite looked at Luo Lian with heartache.

“Hmm.” Luo Lian nodded. “To be precise, the 500,000 was just a side benefit; the main part was the strategy for the flank battle.”

What strategy or method?

"I approached this admiral on the first day of the event and asked him to pay attention to my merit points. Then, when I got 1.2 million, I approached him again. Sure enough, he was interested in why my merit points had increased so much. So, I took the opportunity to make a request: I exchanged 500,000 and the strategy for conquering the flank battlefield for this courtyard," Luo Lian said.

"...So expensive," Warspite voiced his opinion.

"It's already very cheap." Luo Lian shook her head, then turned around and walked towards the nearby Newbie Garrison without even entering the courtyard.

Luo Lian reached the entrance to the courtyard of the newbie garrison and, as usual, leaned against the wall to peer inside.

"Admiral, why are we acting like thieves?" Warspite, standing behind Luo Lian, asked her curiously.

"Hmm... a habit..."

"Long time no see." Just as Luo Lian was answering Yan Zhan's question, another pleasant female voice rang out behind them.

Luo Lian quickly jumped to the side and assumed a fighting stance.

A woman in black with white hair was standing where Luo Lian had been standing, quietly watching Luo Lian and Warspite. It was Bismarck.

Chapter 525 I Will Support You

Bismarck looked like she had just returned from patrol. She stood straight, her blood-red eyes silently watching Luo Lian.

If Luo Lian hadn't known that Bismarck wouldn't be hostile towards her because of her status, she would have felt as if Bismarck was about to unleash a cannon at her just from that look.

"How did you get here?" Bismarck didn't mind Luo Lian's attitude and asked her instead, "Aren't you still studying at the Naval Academy?"

"Ah, I've already graduated. Hello, Bismarck." Luo Lian was stunned for a moment before realizing that the ship girl in front of her was Xiao Bai's ship girl. She bowed politely to Bismarck.

Bismarck narrowed his eyes, seemingly pondering why he had graduated from the Naval Academy so early, but after a short while, he gave up on thinking about it.

She nodded: "Yes. So you're an admiral now?"

“Yes, I live next door now.” Luo Lian pointed to the small courtyard she had just acquired.

"Alright." Bismarck turned her head. "Want to see Little White?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Luo Lian shouted hurriedly, standing on tiptoe.

"Come in with me." Bismarck said succinctly, gesturing for Luo Lian to follow him before entering the courtyard.

Luo Lian and Warspite quickly followed Bismarck's steps. Luo Lian followed closely behind Bismarck, then bent slightly to the other side and looked into the courtyard.

Luo Lian had seen Xiao Bai's figure when she was spying earlier.

Just as Luo Lian had predicted, Xiao Bai continued to maintain his good habit of sitting in the courtyard when he had nothing to do.

Although I don't know why there are two older sisters with white hair around me today, it's normal for an admiral to be surrounded by ship girls.

Luo Lian expressed her understanding, and then carefully looked around for the ship girl who had previously obtained the marriage ship.

Luo Lian remembered that the ship girl's name was Missouri.

"Little White is just ahead." Just as Luo Lian was searching for Missouri, Bismarck suddenly spoke up. She pointed to Little White, who was sitting with Deep Sea Yamato and Deep Sea Musashi, and said to Luo Lian.

Little White also spotted Bismarck, and she stood up from the steps and waved to Bismarck.

Luo Lian jumped out from behind Bismarck and ran towards Xiao Bai with a gentle smile on her face.

Xiao Bai paused, her hand still outstretched in mid-air, then her expression suddenly brightened with surprise: "Lianlian?!"

"Little White! I'm here!" Seeing Little White's surprised and delighted expression, Luo Lian felt that everything she had done before was worthwhile. She opened her arms to Little White and slowly ran towards her.

Ah, this is the kind of reunion Luo Lian had been longing for.

How beautiful and romantic, how coincidental and surprising. In this situation, Luo Lian even felt that Xiao Bai Yi Ling San (II) O Fin Private (VIII)'s favorability towards her might increase by a few percentage points.

"Bang!" Then, at that moment, the door to the room behind Xiaobai was kicked open by the ship girl with short pink hair.

"I! Finished! Drawing!" Tirpitz's eyes still burned with the fire of her passion. She stood on the threshold, waving a thick stack of white paper in the air as she shouted to Little White.

Xiao Bai's face, which had been filled with joy at seeing Luo Lian, turned deathly pale the moment she heard Tirpitz's voice behind her, as if she had heard something terrifying.

Just then, a gust of wind blew up, and Tirpitz lost his grip on the stack of white papers in his hand. Several of the middle sheets were blown away by the wind and, as if with a purpose, floated directly towards Luo Lian and Bismarck, finally slapping them in the face with a "smack."

"Hmm?" Luo Lian curiously pulled the white paper off her face.

—A strong smell of ink wafted over, the paper looked like it had just been filled with writing.

As Luo Lian thought this, her eyes subconsciously glanced at the paper in front of her.

Upon seeing this, Luo Lian's expression froze.

Luo Lian's mind became chaotic, as if hundreds of whirlpools were churning and surging in her mind, or as if several strange black tentacles were slowly extending from the seawater, waving and swaying on the sea, performing a mysterious dance, and then sweeping up a large number of ships and slowly sinking to the surface of the water under the curse.

Luo Lian suddenly tilted her head back, and a stream of bright red blood gushed out of her nostrils like a faucet, instantly staining the white paper in front of her. Then, with her momentum undiminished, Luo Lian tilted her head back and fell backward with a blank look in her eyes.

Warspite, who was behind Luo Lian, was so frightened that he caught Luo Lian as she fell to the ground.

"Admiral! Admiral! Admiral, what happened to you, Admiral!" Warspite looked at her invincible admiral who suddenly seemed to have been shot in the heart and died, and anxiously called out to Luo Lian.

Luo Lian's breathing was weak, her eyes were unfocused, but she still tightly gripped the white paper stained with blood in her hand. She stretched out her hand, as if she had something to say.

"Admiral! Admiral, what are you saying!" Warspite looked at Luo Lian with heartache.

Luo Lian opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

Warspite immediately bent down and put his ear close to Luo Lian's mouth, listening carefully.

“…Awesome.” Luo Lian uttered this single word, then, with a satisfied smile, fainted.

"Admiral!" the war-weary ghost howled.

Xiao Bai reached out his hand, looked at Luo Lian lying dead in Yan Zhan's arms, and finally knelt down on the ground with a thud.

Tirpitz seemed quite surprised. In her memory, only Xiaobai should be waiting for her outside the door. For some reason, when Tirpitz hurriedly finished the draft and was about to go out to confirm with Xiaobai, there were many, many people standing in front of the door.

Bismarck slowly pulled off the draft paper that was stuck to his face like a facehugger, and then carefully looked at it for a few moments.

The next second, Bismarck folded the draft paper in front of him, put it in his clothes, and looked in Tirpitz's direction.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Bismarck's pair of jewel-like red eyes flashed with murderous intent like sharp blades, unleashing a barrage of arrows.

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.

"Ah!" Luo Lian sat up abruptly.

A cold sweat trickled down Luo Lian's back; Luo Lian, who had just woken up, felt a chill run down her spine.

Huh? Why did I faint?

The first thing Luo Lian did after waking up was to look around.

She was sitting on a soft, fluffy bed, with no one around. Luo Lian's nose twitched slightly; there was a faint fishy smell mixed with a hint of a girl's natural fragrance.

Xiao Bai probably stayed here before.

Luo Lian squinted and found that her memory before she fainted was blank. She vaguely remembered that she seemed to have seen something extraordinary.

—What did I see again?

Can not remember.

Luo Lian only remembered that it was something that had a huge impact on her, something that seemed to be enough to overturn her worldview.

Luo Lian pondered carefully, but her usually infallible brain was completely devoid of inspiration at this moment.

Luo Lian reached out and touched her nose.

"Click." Just then, the door was pushed open.

Xiao Bai carried a bowl of steaming white porridge and walked towards Luo Lian.