My ship girl setup is off...

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"Ah~, Commander, ah~"

Seeing Tirpitz feeding him so willingly, Zheng Ri didn't mind and simply opened his mouth to eat the meat; it had become second nature to him.

"Okay, Commander, you should eat more..."

Seeing Zheng Ri's performance, Tirpitz said happily, after all, if the commander eats more later, it means he can do more back-raising movements, which is a good thing.

However, it was fine if only Tirpitz was there. But the other Ironblood ship girls seemed to have reached a consensus and came to the buffet area one after another, or more accurately, to her vicinity.

Although they were chatting and laughing, their eyes were definitely on Zheng Ri, who was unaware of the danger, as if they were afraid that he was about to flee the scene.

"...Tirpitz, don't you think there are more people here? And I also feel a bit stuffy..."

As he ate, Masaharu began to feel something was wrong. Not only were the ship girls in the venue gradually moving closer, but his body also felt...

I felt an inexplicable fire gradually rising up, especially in my abdomen.

"Hmm, maybe it's just your imagination, Commander. But eating meat all the time isn't good either. Seidlitz, didn't you say you were going to pour the Commander some wine? This is a perfect opportunity."

Tirpitz lied through his teeth, then turned to look at the ship girl standing next to him, Seidlitz. Seeing her somewhat flustered appearance, he winked at her, reminding her that she could go in.

"Yes...yes, sir...this is the Esvet I prepared for you, please enjoy..."

After receiving Tirpitz's instructions, Seidlitz picked up a glass of clear yellow ice wine from the cart next to her and respectfully handed it to him. However, judging from her slightly trembling hand, she was in a very unstable state of mind.

"Oh, thank you, Seidlitz. But you don't need to panic. I wouldn't do anything bad to you."

Zheng Ri took the wine glass from her hand, feeling its coldness and the bubbly wine inside. Zheng Ri thought it was quite nice, but seeing her flustered appearance, he reminded her that he wouldn't eat people.

"Yes, sir, I will be careful..."

Sir, I'm not afraid of what you might do to me, but rather what I might do to you...

Reminded by Zheng Ri, Seidlitz wore a wry smile, knowing only she could tell whether she would be able to control herself later.

"Gulp, ah~, this is good, and it's sweet too, great!"

She savored the sweet and mellow flavor in her mouth, praising it endlessly. You know, after eating several big bites of meat, having a glass of ice-cold, sweet drink afterwards is an amazing feeling.

However, for some reason, after finishing the drink, Zheng Ri felt an even stronger sensation in his lower abdomen, as if it were about to stand up at any moment, trying to take over his thinking.

"Is there something wrong with this wine...?"

Zheng Ri looked at Seidlitz with pleading eyes, but the latter seemed not to see him and looked elsewhere, though it was obvious that she was keeping a straight face.

"Commander, actually... to make this grilled meat with sauce taste even better, we added a tiny bit of a drug that helps us get to know each other."

Tirpitz couldn't stand it anymore, so he simply turned his head so that he was looking at him directly, thus clearing up his confusion.

"...ah?!"

At first, Zheng Ri didn't react, as if her brain was working in a slow-down mode. But then she slowly realized what was going on. Goodness, they put a love potion in the food, huh?

"Then how come you are okay?"

Seeing that Tirpitz's complexion was normal, he suppressed his lust and asked curiously, "Or do ship girls have some kind of drug to resist sex?"

"Human drugs naturally have no effect on us, but this is a secret drug that Akashi strictly prohibits from being made and controlled. Moreover... that glass of wine is the main activator, so Commander, you know what we're going to do next."

Tirpitz spoke gently in his ear, and it was then that Masaru finally understood what Rupprecht meant.

Oh no, I've become a pig, and now I'm about to be slaughtered. Especially seeing Ti Zi's face gradually turning red, Zheng Ri felt that he was about to lose control!

"Alright, Commander, we're going to play a game now, but it seems your lower body has already given its consent."

Tirpitz picked up a piece of red cloth, a strange smile on his face, and spoke, but seeing him stand up, one already knew his answer.

So Tirpitz took a red cloth, tied it around his eyes, wiped his mouth clean, and held his hands to help him stand up.

"Commander, the game works like this: you just need to leave this area, or you can grab someone, learn more about her, and tell her name to move around freely for the next ten seconds."

"Oh, by the way, my sister and I are both in there. Commander, good luck!"

After saying that, Tirpitz smiled and pushed him out, while the Ironblood ship girls who were waiting rushed forward like wolves encountering tender meat.

Chapter 278 A Dionysian Dream

"Commander, are you awake? This is hangover tea. You must have drunk quite a bit yesterday. Have some, it'll sober you up a lot... But right now I should be calling you 'darling'."

When Zheng Ri opened her eyes again, she thought she would see an unfamiliar ceiling, but instead, she found herself in complete darkness and a soft, fragrant body pressing against her face. She pushed away the person pressing against her and then saw Hu Teng lying on a recliner drinking tea, along with the tea she had prepared.

What's particularly striking is that Hu Teng isn't wearing any clothes at all right now, as if she wants to show off her beautiful and charming body. If you look closely, you can even see her navel piercing and the silver pattern below.

It can be said that Hu Teng is an extraordinary person when it comes to fashion. I am different; I can only feel that things are very avant-garde.

If she hadn't insisted on staying, she would have had nails driven into both sides of her chest last night; it's just too avant-garde.

"I'm awake, but where am I again?"

Zheng Ri sat up with great effort.

Do you know why my memory of last night is so blurry? It feels like I was brutally beaten up by someone. My limbs are a little sore, especially my lower body and waist. It feels like I've done tens of thousands of exercises, and even the slightest movement feels like I've strained my back.

"Paradise, of course, my dear you can call it...Heaven on Earth."

Hu Teng chuckled as he leisurely savored the fragrant liquid in his cup, feeling his stomach swell with fluid, even causing his uterus to swell.

The excessive fluid caused the body to reject the foreign substance, but with the only outlet blocked, the uterus could only slowly digest it. This feeling of distension and pain caused Hu Teng's face to become flushed continuously.

"paradise?"

Zheng Ri looked at Hu Teng's current appearance, but did not see anything unusual, because he was in a purplish-red atmosphere. Turning his head to look around, he saw Rupprecht and Seidlitz fast asleep. But that was not important. What was important was that he was in a very large house, with one-third of it being beds and the other third being a pool.

The remaining third was the exit where Hu Teng was sitting, and the drinks, fruits, and other items placed around it, but it was illuminated by the ceiling and the purple-red lights emanating from the surrounding area.

A wondrous atmosphere of lighting, a delicate young woman sleeping by the bedside, a calm pool of water with varying depths that amplify desire, drinks and sweet fruits symbolizing unrestrained pleasure, and Hu Teng exuding a captivating allure while sitting in a recliner.

"Hehe~, Commander, are you awake? Why didn't you sleep a little longer?"

As Zheng Ri was pondering what had happened last night, a gentle and sweet voice called out to him. He turned around to see who it was, and then he was pounced on, feeling a soft body pressing down on him.

"...Ron? How am I supposed to sleep like this?"

Zheng Ri turned around and saw that the person who had rushed towards him was Ron. Seeing her looking at him with a sweet smile, to be honest, some people...

However, unlike Rupprecht and the others, Ron was completely unharmed. He was still wearing the same clothes he wore at the banquet, without any trace of his own white liquid. Rather, it was probably dried out and undetectable.

"Commander, do you feel like you're dreaming? It's okay, I'll answer your question."

Seeing the confusion on his face, Ron got off him, changed his position to a duck sitting, and placed his head on his legs clad in black stockings to make him more comfortable. He then picked a fresh grape from the side and put it in his mouth, letting him enjoy his service.

"Commander, do you remember what happened last night?"

Watching him chew on the sweet grapes, a drop of juice dribbling from the corner of his mouth, Ron smiled and dabbed the juice onto his fair index finger, licked it, and tentatively asked.

"Let me think... Ah..."

Reminded by Ron, Zheng Ri tried his best to recall what had happened yesterday. He then remembered being blindfolded by Tirpitz with a red cloth and being pushed away by her. Although he was caught, but...

Thinking about his experience last night, which was only slightly better than Bai Yingyin's, Zheng Ri's expression began to turn sour. After all, no matter who it was, being forced to take from someone after being exploited to the point of exhaustion must have been an extremely unpleasant experience.

And most importantly, the person who was pressing him down at the end was Ron.

"Looks like the Commander has remembered~ Great!"

Noticing that the way he was being looked at had changed, Ron narrowed his eyes and smiled happily. However, when he opened his eyes again, the light in them seemed to have disappeared, and the smile gradually faded away.

"Commander, really... You attacked me first, how can you just let it go so easily? You need to take responsibility for this!"

Ron smiled again, but this smile was different from the one Zheng Ri had just seen; it had a terrifying quality to it. Zheng Ri immediately retorted:

"Ron, you're wrong about that. How could I..."

Just as she was about to retort, Zheng Ri suddenly remembered that when Tirpitz pushed her away, the first person she grabbed was Roon. At that time, she was burning with lust and launched a sneak attack on her, and then she was caught by the other ship girls.

"Commander, are you going to argue? That's really going too far... But it's alright, we'll have time to discuss the right and wrong of this matter properly later, won't we? Darling~"

Seeing his hesitant expression, Ron smiled happily, feeling a surge of joy. He grabbed Ron's hands, wanting him to face the burning jealousy within him together.

Holding Ron like this, Zheng Ri felt he could give up resisting, but the main thing was that he was erect again, as if the drug hadn't finished being released.

"It seems you're not satisfied yet, darling."

Seeing the erection beneath his abdomen, Ron blushed slightly, but due to the lighting, Zheng Ri didn't see it. Instead, he was startled by her smile.

Ron wasn't going to just wait idly; instead, he bent down and devoured the lips of the man who had kissed so many others.

Seeing Ron kiss the commander, Hu Teng felt a pang of envy, because his own abdomen was already full. But then he remembered that he hadn't tried his rear yet, so he looked at his beloved.

Chapter 279 Richelieu and Jeanbars' Good Days Misunderstood

Today is definitely a good day for Richelieu.

At the start of this new year, his younger sister, Jean Bart, wanted to reach an agreement with him and together welcome their beloved. How wonderful it was that these two things combined!

So Richelieu, unusually, dressed himself up beautifully in his magnificent and luxurious room. Unlike his usual formal attire, this time, because it was the new year, he bought a white Japanese-style kimono to wear.

The red and white kimono transformed Richelieu's demeanor, turning her from a serious bishop upholding the free iris into a young and beautiful lady. However, Richelieu was not used to showing her chest when dressed, so she wore a semi-transparent lining with lace trim.

Considering the importance of this meeting, Richelieu specially styled her hair in a single curled ponytail and wore a small hat decorated with roses, giving her a touch of refined and intellectual elegance. The roses perfectly symbolized her current inner passion and hidden love, instantly enhancing the overall aesthetic appeal.

To make herself appear more elegant and noble, Richelieu even bought a red women's handbag with gold trim and placed it on her dressing table. Although she only had a few insignificant gold cards, it was enough to decorate her status.

However, remembering what the experienced women in the group said about the Commander's fondness for feet, Richelieu looked down at the red mid-heeled shoes she was wearing. They exposed some skin without feeling stuffy, and most importantly, she was wearing them barefoot.

Richelieu, thinking that the commander would be very happy, smiled with delight, hoping that she could charm the commander. So she turned her gaze back to the mirror and continued to dress up.

Richelieu enjoyed this time, but Barth felt tormented. Leaning against the door frame, watching his sister Richelieu dressed up with love and anticipation, Barth felt inexplicably uneasy.

It felt like watching his friend and his lover run off together, and he was the one who orchestrated it all, especially since that friend was his sister. This made Barr even more agitated.

It was just that we reached an agreement and went to pick him up together. Two happy things combined should have made me especially happy, so why did I feel so irritable? My mind is in turmoil, and my chest feels tight.

So I couldn't help but say something to her.

"Richelio...are you done yet! Tsk! It's just to pick him up, did you really need to dress up like this? All flashy."

However, Richelieu did not respond to her irritated questioning. Instead, Joan of Arc, who was helping her with her hair, turned around, looked at her with an expression that said, "You shouldn't have said that," and reprimanded her.

"Your Highness Jeanbart, while I am pleased that you have reached an agreement with His Excellency the Bishop, please do not forget that the Bishop is also the Commander's subordinate, and moreover, his lover. There is an old saying in the Eastern Empire: 'A woman adorns herself for the one she loves.' In that case, what is wrong with His Excellency the Bishop expressing his love to His Excellency the Commander?!"

Joan of Arc let down the hair she had just styled for Richelieu and walked slowly toward Jean Bart, explaining to her what love was.

Jean Bart frowned, because being rebuked by Joan of Arc was nothing to him, but the feeling that her seemingly high-sounding words were actually the truth made him very uncomfortable. What was even more outrageous was that as Joan of Arc spoke, the runes on her body began to glow, as if the truth had descended to earth, which made him even more uncomfortable.

If you want to say something, just say it. Don't throw in some holy light at the drop of a hat.

"you're right"

Jean Bart didn't want to argue with her anymore; no matter what, she was right. So he just said "Oh yes, yes, yes" and ended the conversation, which made Joan of Arc very unhappy, feeling like she had punched a cotton ball.

"Hehe, although you're being stubborn when you say that, my dear little sister, I did see you secretly changing your clothes just now, didn't I?"

Looking left and right, Richelieu finally managed to get dressed perfectly and stood up. He turned to look at Jean Bart, who was still being stubborn, and said something that made her blood pressure rise and her face turn red. But that wasn't all. Richelieu slowly walked up to her and smiled as he reminded her.

Seeing Richelieu smiling at him, Barth felt a strange tension and stammered:

Why did you walk so far ahead?

"If I'm not mistaken, Jean Bart, I think I just saw you wearing a kimono, and it was the kind that showed this part, right?"

Richelieu closed one eye, speaking with a playful yet mischievous grin, and pointed to her chest, leaving Jean Bart speechless and his face flushing red.

"Tsk, I just wanted to try it out, who said I was going to wear it for him!"

Jean Bart turned his face away in annoyance, but his words remained unchanged.

Such firmness, however, also implied her softness. But this reaction, which seemed like a guilty conscience, made Richelieu laugh, while Joan of Arc was stunned for a moment before smiling with relief.

"Looks like I made it in time, Jean Bart."

To make matters worse for Barr, the Algerian who was on his way was also staring at her with what looked like a wicked smile.

"You're here? Isn't it time?"

Feeling embarrassed after being seen by her friend, Jean Bart's face fell, causing Algeria to turn away and chuckle. However, seeing her gradually darkening expression, Algeria forced herself not to think about what had just happened, and looked at her with a calm smile, explaining the situation to her.

"No, it's well past midnight. I already parked the car outside, but I noticed you hadn't come out yet, so I came to check if anything was wrong. But it seems you're alright."

Algeria spoke with a calm expression, though his eyes still held a hint of a smile, before he reached out and saw Richelieu.

"Your Excellency, you look very handsome in that outfit. But shall we go to greet our Lord now?"

"Of course, I'm sorry to have taken up your time. I'm all ready now, let's set off immediately!"

Touching her loose, curly ponytail, Richelieu spoke with some excitement, revealing that all her preparations were for... winning over her master.

After offering sacrifices for so long, shouldn't we receive some kind of holy return gift?