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

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"The commander's skills in this area... compared to the combat effectiveness shown in actual combat... do seem rather lacking."

She looked at the few bits of cotton that occasionally popped out from above, as well as the messy needlework, hesitated for a moment, then walked into the bedroom and placed it on the headboard of her bed.

"It's not great... but at least it's better than having no one before... don't you think?"

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Ironblood Faction, Command Room.

Expensive carpets, bright lights, and corridors filled with black and red flags—all these elements constantly exude a unique aura belonging to the Ironblood faction.

Bismarck sat at the table in the center of the innermost part of the room, put down the documents in his hand, and rubbed his temples wearily.

Only at this moment did her delicate, unadorned face reveal a hint of softness.

With the port area matters largely resolved, there are few things left that still require her attention.

"I wonder how things are progressing in Frederick and Hindenburg?"

With a slight sigh, Bismarck hesitated for a moment before finally picking up the communication device, finding Frederick's interface, and quickly tapping with his fingertips.

No matter how much you think about it, nothing beats asking yourself.

How's the mission progressing lately?

Frederick on the other side seemed to be sitting in front of the communication device as well, and Bismarck received a reply shortly afterward.

'Things went fairly smoothly.'

'Things went smoothly? What do you mean? Has it been confirmed that the Commander is with the Royal Navy?'

The question immediately hit the nail on the head. Frederick, on the other side, raised an eyebrow slightly, then replied without batting an eye:

'It's not yet confirmed whether the Commander is still with the Royal Navy... We only recently arrived at the Royal Navy and haven't found any relevant indications yet.'

'Thanks for your hard work.'

Is there no sign of a commander?

Bismarck sighed, and to ensure the information was accurate, she turned to Hindenburg's interface and asked the same question.

"Did she come to ask you too?" Frederick raised an eyebrow, looking at Hindenburg sitting not far away.

"Yes...you guessed right...she came to ask me right away..."

The succubus nodded with a smile.

His subsequent answer was exactly the same as Frederick's.

Chapter 111 A Fifty-Five Points

As the days went by, the activity of the Sirens in the seas controlled by the Royal Navy gradually increased.

As a result, Xu Huan increased the intensity and frequency of patrols, and often even went to the sea area himself to check the situation.

Fortunately, although it is still showing a slow upward trend, it is generally still under control.

During this period, one of the few pieces of good news was that Kimbury's research on new materials had made some breakthroughs and progress, reaching the point where basic materials could be reproduced.

Inside the office, Xu Huan put down the latest report submitted by Jin Buli and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Finally, some decent news..."

"Master...you've been working so hard lately..."

Belfast looked at the young man's worried face, and gently pressed her long fingers on his temples, giving him a relaxing massage.

"This matter isn't completely resolved... It feels like a sword hanging over my head, as if it might fall at any moment." Xu Huan closed his eyes, trying to calm his somewhat chaotic thoughts.

"By the way... has anything unusual happened in the port area lately? Have those Ironblood guys made any moves?"

"No... Master." Belfast shook her head. "However, although there haven't been any major conflicts, some minor disagreements have arisen in daily life..."

"A minor conflict?"

"Hmm... Hindenburg and Encho have been bickering and arguing a lot lately for some reason," Belfast said softly, slowing down her massage.

"Those two..."

Xu Huan frowned slightly, somewhat surprised.

According to the so-called 'character settings,' one side is a nun and the other is a demon, so it's normal for them to have some arguments and minor conflicts.

But Xu Huan also understood that the so-called nun Yuan Qiu was just a facade.

Her true identity is probably no different from that of a succubus.

Both are succubi, one is open about it and the other is covert. Broadly speaking, they are colleagues with the same identity, so what's there to argue about?

"Can it be resolved through mediation?"

“Uh… this is a bit difficult, Master.” Belfast looked somewhat embarrassed and said, “Miss Grudge and Miss Hindenburg both hold very special positions in their respective ports. If we want to resolve this matter, I'm afraid you'll have to do it yourself, Master…”

Should I go?

For some reason, Xu Huan suddenly felt a chill run down his spine when he heard this suggestion.

A pure human trying to mediate a conflict between two succubi...

What do we rely on?

Relying on your own body?

Although that's what he thought, out of consideration for his responsibilities as the port commander, the young man slowly nodded.

"I'll go take a look when I have time..."

"Thank you for your trouble, Master."

Belfast smiled slightly, and seeing that the topic had come to an end, she increased the pressure on her fingers a little more.

"Is this pressure appropriate, Master..."

"good..."

"Then, Master... could you give Belfast some reward?"

"Ok?"

Belfast said this not as if she were making a request, but as if she were simply stating a fact.

Xu Huan had just opened his eyes and hadn't even uttered a question when he discovered that Belfast had very considerately and gently removed his lips with her mouth.

"Just a little bit of recklessness, okay..."

Her blue eyes shimmered with tears as the ship girl lowered her head again and kissed him on the forehead.

"Boom~"

Not far away, Warspite, who had been secretly glancing back, paused for a moment before turning away, her face flushed.

She forced her gaze to the documents in front of her, muttering something under her breath:

"In broad daylight... this master and servant pair are really something..."

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church.

The not-so-intense sunlight shone through the stained glass windows, casting a colorful glow on the floor and brightening the otherwise dim hall.

Yuanchou sat upright on the first row of the long bench in the hall with his eyes closed, muttering incantations as if he were praying.

A moment later, the door behind them was slowly pushed open, and a red-haired demon flicked its tail, looking around.

Then, she focused her attention on the blonde ship girl in the first row.

Her perfectly curved waist swayed gently, her peach-shaped buttocks swaying slightly as well, her high heels clicking on the floor, echoing incessantly in the empty hall.

"Miss Resentment...it's been a long time..."

Hindenburg walked up to Yuanchou, looked around, and finally sat down on the central preaching platform.

The colorful light behind her shone on her, but the sense of holiness was hindered by her alluring and seductive aura, and the most sacred place was now tinged with darkness.

"What, you don't want to open your eyes and see your old friend?... Or are you really praying?" Hindenburg chuckled, his tone laced with sarcasm.

"Long time no see... Miss Hindenburg."

As she wished, resentment opened its eyes.

"May I ask you to step down from the preaching platform now?"

"Don't you think this place is comfortable to sit in? Hmm?" Hindenburg shook his head, his plump legs crossed, revealing a hint of tender flesh.

"I heard that the contractor came here before... So, did you manage to persuade her to become a so-called cultivator with you?"

“You don’t need to beat around the bush to get information about the commander…” Yuan Chou smiled slightly and stood up: “Your and Frederick’s intentions in coming to the Royal Navy are now clear even to Brie in the port area.”

"Then why don't you help me? If it's done... I wouldn't mind letting you have a sip of soup, okay?"

Hindenburg stretched casually as he spoke, his full, white breasts appearing even more prominent at that moment.

"I might as well say that..."

Yuan Chou slowly walked up behind Hindenburg and said softly, "Let's not even talk about Miss Hutten, who arrived in the port area before you... even Frederick, who came with you... isn't easy to deal with, is he?"