How do I start a romantic relationship with a ship girl?

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"Miss Monarch...is there no need to continue?"

Frederick stood on the sea, looking at the ship girls in Royal Navy uniforms with cold expressions in the distance, and smiled slightly: "You can't stop us by yourself..."

Traces of artillery fire still lingered all around, with remnants of blue flames burning on the sea surface, and the turbulent mental energy fluctuations in the air had turned this world upside down.

The simultaneous activation of ship equipment by several ship girls, along with the energy fluctuations generated by releasing their skills, has transformed this sea area into chaos in a sense.

"Still unwilling to give up?"

Hindenburg wagged its tail, looking at the monarch's somewhat uninterested expression: "I acknowledge your strength, but you're no match for the two of us..."

Chapter Ninety-Six: Skills Clash

In terms of strength, the monarch's strength ranks among the top in the entire Royal Navy, and even among all ship girls.

Unfortunately, she encountered two people today.

Two maritime legends from the Ironblood faction, representing the elite combat force of the Ironblood camp.

If it were a single ruler, he could maneuver around the situation, and while he might not be able to defeat the opponent outright, he should be able to stall for enough time.

Unfortunately, Ironblood is not a faction that will talk to you about martial ethics.

They pursue efficiency.

Therefore, once it was determined that the monarch intended to obstruct, they went straight to the point without holding back, trying to persuade the other side physically as quickly as possible.

"Cough cough cough...."

The brief but intense battle left the monarch feeling a tightness in his chest. He was about to say something when a cough escaped his lips first.

Today should have been a peaceful day for her, but she seemed to have had too much luck and bumped into two people in front of her in the sea area she was responsible for.

Frederick and Hindenburg attempted to take a stroll through the Royal Port area under the guise of a visit.

However, after carefully examining the diplomatic mission communications, the monarch discovered that he had not received any appointment for a visit from the Ironblood side.

In addition, the two seemed to be acting furtively and rather unreservedly, which led the monarch to believe that they must have some ulterior motive for coming, so he resolutely stopped them.

Don't even think about getting in.

Hindenburg and Frederick were also somewhat frustrated. They had concealed their overflowing mental energy very well, but not to mention that radar was indeed one of the few advantages of the royal family, even in this situation, the monarch still detected them directly.

I should have brought an underwater vessel...

The matter should have proceeded according to the normal procedure at this point—the monarch would have notified the port authorities, and then they would have made a formal visit.

But for some reason, the monarch seemed to have a strong objection to the arrival of the two.

No matter what, they weren't allowed to go in first.

Left with no other choice, Frederick had to come up with a reason similar to 'Hutten from our port got lost while on a mission in your direction,' but the monarch's attitude remained very firm.

She fully understood why Hu Teng was in the port area, and the reasons why she was there.

But precisely because they understand this, they have to be even tougher on the issue.

After all, these are all matters related to the commander.

As a Royal Navy ship girl, even though there are considerable gaps between her and her comrades, she still has a great deal of understanding in keeping information about the commander a secret.

It's better to say something to someone who doesn't see eye to eye. The Royal and Ironblood factions already had a bad relationship, and now there's been some friction over language.

It is unclear who struck first, but a cannon shot rang out on the sea, and a small-scale battle broke out.

"Miss Monarch, you should give up..."

Frederick said calmly:

"The act of trying to stop a chariot with one's bare hands often signifies not courage, but foolishness."

"This is the sea area under the Royal Family's jurisdiction...you two."

The monarch straightened up, his exquisite face expressionless, and sneered, "Regardless of the circumstances, news of the invasion of the sea has been sent back to the port area, and I believe reinforcements will arrive soon... What will you two do then?"

"I heard that the monarch doesn't get along well with the other members of the royal family~ Hehehehe"

Hindenburg chuckled a few times, his voice carrying a hint of seduction, like a devil toying with people's hearts: "I wonder if they'll be that eager?"

"My relationship with them isn't exactly good, but it's still much better than what you Ironblood members have, isn't it?" The monarch didn't show any particular expression as he spoke about the internal strife within Ironblood.

Both sides exposed each other's weaknesses, but it was clear that the problems on the Ironblood side were more fatal.

In terms of internal stability, the Royal faction is much more stable than the Ironblood faction.

"Stop wasting time talking to her... let's just do it."

Frederick spoke calmly: "She's right. The radar should have already relayed the information back. Before the Royal Army's reinforcements arrive, I don't mind giving her a little hardship..."

"And... judging from her reaction, Hu Teng is most likely in the Royal Family, and probably has a connection with that child."

Frederick, who was initially unsure of the truth, became even more convinced of his suspicions after seeing the monarch's tough stance.

Frederick wouldn't hesitate to make anyone who stood between the child and himself suffer.

“I understand... If I accidentally went a little too far, the contractor should forgive me if they find out, right?” Hindenburg waved his hand with a smile.

As the ship girl landed, a rift in the air seemed to be torn open, and then a giant dragon-shaped armor made of black and red armor extended its giant claws from the rift, crawling around the ship girl and making a deafening sound.

Frederick drew his baton again, and the mouths of the dragon-shaped ship equipment behind him began to condense into an astonishingly hot ball of energy, aimed at the distant monarch.

"boom--"

Flames spewed from the cannon muzzle.

The monarch frowned and immediately took a few steps back.

Then, staring at the energy orb that was gradually enlarging in her pupils, she aimed her sword and staff at the opportune moment and swung them fiercely in front of her.

"boom--"

An explosion rang out from where the monarch was located. The energy ball exploded, and astonishing heat shot out in all directions in an instant, with flames engulfing the entire surrounding area.

After a brief silence, a streak of blue light suddenly shot straight up into the sky from within the crimson flames.

The disdain of a monarch

With the skill activated, the monarch's mental energy was released without reservation.

The dazzling blue light in the sky instantly dispersed into many projectiles resembling meteors, covering the area where the two Ironbloods were located.

Upon seeing this, Frederick gently waved his baton.

The light sphere that was originally going to be fired at the monarch suddenly changed direction, and ripples began to spread in the air.

A Symphony of Destruction

Countless shells shot out from the ripples spreading through the air, their sheer scale completely covering the dazzling blue meteor in the sky.

The explosions from the collision of countless shells burned in mid-air, and the flames seemed to ignite even the floating clouds.

There were even quite a few cannonballs that pierced through the blue meteor and shot towards the direction where the monarch was.

With skills clashing and both sides unleashing their powerful firepower in a head-on clash, the monarch still found himself at a disadvantage.

Chapter Ninety-Seven What a joke!

They were at a disadvantage head-on, and Hindenburg, who was waiting for an opportunity to strike, was not one to stand idly by.

This heavy cruiser girl from Ironblood's speed burst forth in an instant was even faster than Frederick's shells.

Due to the limitation of being able to strike later, the mechanical dragon's giant claws reached the monarch first, bringing terrifying wind pressure as it slammed down on the ship girl.

"Get some rest—"

Hindenburg was moving too fast; the monarch didn't even have time to retreat in an instant and could only instinctively raise his sword and staff to brace himself.

"Ding--"

The mechanical dragon's claws clashed with the sword staff, producing a teeth-grinding clang.

The monarch was unable to resist and was rapidly retreating on the sea.

A straight line, visible to the naked eye, drew a long series of waves on the sea. The monarch, as if skipping a stone, lost his balance and, with the help of the sea, took a long time to regain his upright posture and balance.

Before they could even catch their breath, Frederick's shells came crashing down again.

With no room to draw his sword again, the monarch gritted his teeth and directly used his ship's equipment to withstand the bombardment head-on.

"boom--"

The pain from the bombing and burning spread throughout his body in an instant, but fortunately, the monarch was also a veteran of many battles, and after only swaying his body, he picked up his sword and staff again.

However, at this moment, her appearance was far less composed than she seemed.

The uniforms were somewhat damaged, exposing a small portion of the well-built physique and skin. Stains from artillery fire were visible everywhere on the ship's equipment, giving it a sense of decay.

“Admirable fighting spirit, Lady Monarch.”

Frederick nodded approvingly: "However, if this continues, I'm afraid the next time you open your eyes, you'll be in a royal hospital bed..."

"Isn't their royal family supposedly the best in the entire faction in terms of medical expertise... wouldn't it be a shame not to experience it for yourself?" Hindenburg said, his tone becoming increasingly excited.

The more fiercely the monarch resists, the more completely she can unleash herself.