Azur Lane Under the Stars

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Marco Polo had finally spoken to the Duke of Abruzzi, who was in charge of the matter, and could only slink away to buy things.

"Oh, right! Buy more, we still need to eat," Trento said lazily.

Not long after Marco Polo went to buy things, Littorio and his group arrived at the exit.

"They're out, they're out! Let's ask them who screamed in pain later!"

Prince Heinrich appeared very excited.

“I think there’s no need to ask anymore, isn’t it obvious?” Prince Eugen said with a smile.

Little Eugen chimed in, "Is this all the courage an adult has? Is that all? Is that all?"

Upon closer inspection, everyone burst into laughter. The once confident and formidable Littorio had fallen into a coma and was being carried out by the utterly distraught Southwest Wind and Northwest Wind.

Littorio looked terrified and was trembling all over, as if he had been greatly frightened.

"What... what's wrong?" Veneto looked at Littorio in front of him with a blank expression.

"Isn't it obvious? He talked big, and then he went in and was scared to death," Duke Abruzzi explained, arms crossed.

“This…” Veneto didn’t know what to say.

“Trieste, go and call the goddess of the hearth and the eagle over…” Duke Abruzzi instructed.

"understood."

"What's wrong? Let me see? Hmm, isn't this Littorio? Let me examine him." The goddess of the hearth rushed over upon hearing the commotion. "Everyone, disperse a bit, give the patient some good air circulation!"

The goddess of the hearth pried open Littorio's eyelids, examined him carefully, and said, "Hmm, he just needs a rest; he's just been too frightened."

“I see.” Veneto breathed a sigh of relief. “That’s good. Thank you, Vesta.”

"It's my duty." The female Kitchen Goddess sat down to the side. "Since I'm here, I'll stay here. Otherwise, someone might come to call me again later."

"No, no, I guess it's just that Littorio is a coward, so he was scared unconscious. You see, the Commander and Maryland didn't react this badly before."

The crowd disagreed.

"Anyway, I'm just idling around in the infirmary," the female hearth goddess said with a grin.

As they were talking, screams of agony echoed from the woods once more.

Then they saw the pale-faced vicious woman and the triumphant women running out.

"How scary, how scary, I want to go home!" the wicked girl muttered, her little face full of terror. "Kaixuan, come home with me."

"That's what I thought too, sister..." Kaixuan's face was also ashen; she was quite frightened.

"So, Littorio is such a wimp. Look at Vicious and Triumph, they walked out of there. How can a great ship girl be so cowardly?"

The ship girls, who were suffering from Littorio's daily torment, stood with their hands on their hips, laughing heartily, creating a rather beautiful scene.

Malicious and Triumphant glanced at the gloating crowd, but said nothing. They just thought to themselves, "You'll see what happens when you get inside."

I'm outta here, this place is too scary.

Group after group entered the forest, their screams almost constant. Yorktown listened to the sounds with a smile, feeling that this test of courage was a great success.

Thanks to the commander.

However, the ship girls who knew that the increased terror level was due to the commander were cursing in their hearts.

Seriously, why make something so terrifying? They even created a holographic projection like what Akashi and Rino did?

In pursuit of realism, they even added chicken blood and duck blood, etc.?

And another thing! Who came up with the idea of ​​smearing chicken blood on a pig's head that had just been put into cold storage and hanging it on a tree?

So, your secretary ship isn't really quitting ship, is it? The branches are covered in blood sausage and fresh duck intestines? Is this really Saya no Uta? Is your sanity plummeting?

Bella Rose walked out, her face ashen, covering her mouth. It was truly terrifying.

"How was it? What was the reaction?" Yorktown asked curiously as Bellarose walked out and silently walked to the side.

Bellaros glared at Yorktown, then silently leaned against a large tree: "You guys are good, really impressive."

"Really? It seems to be a great success." Yorktown was very pleased.

Bellarose opened her mouth, but then closed it again.

The main reason is that, although there are too many complaints, I can't let myself be scared for nothing. If I give my opinion, it will definitely be improved and the difficulty reduced. How can I find a balance with the people who come after me?

As the saying goes, on the battlefield, the safest place is with your comrades in the port area, but in the daily life of the port area, the safest place is with your comrades in the port area... especially the comrades who have suffered losses.

Therefore, the Renshuo Port area is gradually transitioning from a relationship of sisterly love and filial piety to one of frantic mutual persecution.

This is truly cause for celebration!

"Eee-ya!!!"

Fat Fear... ah no, I mean Fearful, with a face ashen blue, hurriedly ran out from inside, lifting her skirt, followed by Little Radiance, panting and running along.

His face, body, and even hair were a gruesome sight, covered with unidentified strings of objects, and reeked of blood.

"You wretched sister, your image, your image! There are towels here."

At this moment, Xiao Guanghui followed behind Zi A Ke Wei and handed him a towel.

The fearsome man took the towel, wiped himself, and then disgustedly took the thing off his head and threw it to the ground, so forcefully that one might suspect he was venting his anger.

"what happened?"

Shengli looked on with surprise, holding a cup of milk tea as he circled around Kewei, then covered his nose with disgust: "You smell really bad, go back and take a shower."

"Damn dog, don't let me catch her!" Kewei left with a vicious remark.

"Dog...is that Yuudachi? What did she do this time?"

While sipping his milk tea, Shengli asked Xiaoguanghui, who had stayed behind.

"It seems that Yuudachi was trying to scare Kawaii-nee. Kawaii-nee was so frightened that she ran around in a panic and accidentally broke a big tree with a single slap. All the bloody pig intestines and other things hanging on it fell onto Kawaii-nee's head."

Xiao Guanghui explained patiently.

"Pfft, hahaha! Formidable, what an unlucky old man!" Upon hearing this, Victory slapped his thigh without any regard for his image, mocking Formidable with unrestrained laughter.

"No, no, I'm going to find Kewei who's taking a bath. I have to laugh at her in front of her." Shengli shoved the milk tea in his hand into Xiaoguanghui's hand and left without looking back.

Xiao Guanghui looked at the half-finished milk tea in his hand with some confusion, not knowing what to do for a moment: should he drink it or throw it away?

"Fine, Victory sister," she thought, not minding the mess, and took a small sip, savoring the sweetness and the chewy texture of the pearls. Little Glory happily squinted her eyes.

Little Radiance was enjoying his half-finished milk tea, while the Goddess of the Hearth was already frantically busy.

Because of the so-called "test of courage," the ship girls collapsed one after another, all due to excessive fright.

Even the kind-hearted female kitchen god was getting impatient.

He launched into a tirade against Yorktown: "What kind of weird courage contests have you organized?! I'm already overwhelmed with work!"

Yorktown gave an awkward yet polite smile: "Well... wasn't everything normal at first? How come it stopped working later..."

"How would I know, you ask me? Wasn't it you secret service ships who made it?"

"Honestly, I thought I wouldn't have to go to work this month since there weren't any missions. How come you guys have made me work overtime now!"

The goddess of the heart, harboring resentment, struck a little too hard. Saratoga, who was receiving treatment, was stabbed by the thick needle, and instinctively shuddered, then groaned twice before falling back unconscious.

"Haha, sorry, sorry." Yorktown could only offer a forced smile.

After the goddess of the hearth settled Saratoga in, she breathed a sigh of relief and looked back to see a row of ship girls who had fainted from fright. While others were sitting in a row eating fruit, these girls were sitting in a row taking medicine.

Simply.

"That's it, I'm leaving. You can go find Akashi or Ten'taka to handle the rest of the work. I'm not keeping you company!" The woman left in a huff.

"Take care..." Yorktown saw off its guests with great courtesy.

After seeing off the goddess of the hearth, Yorktown sat down wearily beside Chapaev.

"What's wrong? Are you tired already?" Chapaev kindly handed him a glass of water.

"Why do I have to take the blame for all these decisions that we discussed and came up with?" Yorktown gulped down some water and sighed.

"Hehehe, the capable should do more, right?" Chapaev said with a smile.

"The capable should do more work? Forget it, I need to rest too. You can take care of the rest!"

Yorktown has also started to give up.

"Why me? I was thinking of going to have a drink with Bellaros and the others," Chapaev muttered under his breath.

"Hmm?" Yorktown glanced at Chapaev.

"I guarantee the mission will be accomplished!" Chapaev said immediately.

"Hmph." Yorktown snorted and left the "crime scene" filled with ship girls.

Chapter 498 You think you can run away now that you've come to our port area?

"Oh! Is this the Duke of York's port area? It looks very large!"

Looking at the magnificent gate before him, York sighed with emotion.

"Of course, the port area that can become my territory must be extremely magnificent."

The Duke of York smiled slightly, but his words carried a sense of pride in his port.

However, she found it strange. Hadn't she sent a message to King George V, asking him to arrange matters related to salvaging the ship? Why was there no one at the door?

Could it be? The Duke of York suddenly realized, this must be the "feigned retreat" tactic from Eastern military strategy, George V, you're really something.

Use your ordinary daily routine to mislead the two new recruits you're mentoring, so they don't discover your intention to salvage ships in the port. After all, wild ship girls will be more or less wary once they realize your intention to salvage ships.

That's just a smokescreen.

The Duke of York felt that although his sister, George V, was unreliable most of the time, she was quite dependable when it mattered.

"After we go to the Land of Contracts to make the contract, we can enter this Garden of Eden that belongs to us."

The Duke of York, talking to himself, led the two women toward the gatehouse.

"What is she saying? Why can't I understand?" York was somewhat bewildered.

“It’s understandable that you don’t understand. You’ve only been in our club for a short time. Let me translate for you…” Lüzov said. “It means that we need to register at the reception desk and then we can enter the port area.”

"Are you that good? How did you tell?" York looked at him with admiration.

"It's alright, it's just a matter of practice makes perfect." Lüzov gave a reserved smile.

"Hmm... Today is the day you all sign the contract, Germany and Cologne."

Upon arriving at the window of the gatehouse, the Duke of York was quite surprised to see Germany.

In Cologne, they have the patience to do these boring jobs, but in Germany... to be honest, she really doesn't think Germany is cut out for this.

"I had no choice, I lost a bet, so I came here to work... You're finally back? We've been on vacation for several days now," Deutsche said, resting his chin on his hand.

“I see…” The Duke of York seemed to have thought of something, and a subtle expression appeared on his face. “I brought two friends to visit the port.”

“Friend, just register, and then you can go in. You’ll be in charge of guiding them and such,” Deutsche said casually, without a second thought.

Cologne also took out a register and a pen.

"York, and Lützow, come and register," the Duke of York announced loudly.

"They're here, they're here."

Germany: "...Huh? Lütsov?"

"Oh right, I'm Lützow, the Ironblood battlecruiser Lützow. May I ask who you are?" Lützow still nodded politely to the German.

"...Germany." Germany's expression was a little off; he seemed to want to say something but held back, a comical look that amused the Duke of York.

Cologne also looked at Lützow with surprise. As a teacher, she couldn't possibly be unaware of certain historical facts, which is why she shifted her strange gaze between Germany and Lützow.

In a somewhat awkward atmosphere, Lützow finished registering and then called out to York behind him, "York, it's your turn."

Is York the last one?

After carefully examining the ship girl in front of them, Deutsche and Cologne had the same thought: "This York looks very different from that chuunibyou York in our port. At least she looks very reliable."

"Wait a minute, this York...is it the Ironblood York? Not the Royal York?" Cologne was incredibly surprised when he noticed the information in the register.

The German looked on with curiosity: "Really? Let me see?"