My ship girl setup is off...

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Hearing his priest say those words, the upright knight naturally didn't understand so easily. He kept repeating the words to himself while trying to understand and analyze them. After connecting the dots, his face turned red and he looked at the priest with a panicked expression.

"God, Father, isn't this a bit...?"

He had already figured out what he meant, but St. Louis was still somewhat reluctant. After all, such a thing was too bold for an upright but conservative Templar Knight.

"Is that so? Does my beautiful knight intend to refuse my will as God's representative? This is God's mercy; I grant you one more chance to choose your words."

"Miss Knight, if you obediently submit to God's will and my Lord's mercy, then I will, in my capacity as His representative, erase your sins, restore your innocence, and preserve your knightly honor."

Seeing her blush and shake her head, Zheng Ri couldn't help but put himself in the bad guy's shoes and speak in the tone of someone bullying an innocent woman. He had to admit that being a bad guy was much more comfortable than being a good guy, mainly because it was more enjoyable.

"Yes, I am willing to accept your will and mercy, at the cost of my body..."

Seeing that he was already engrossed in his role, Louis IX could not bear to spoil his passion, so he had no choice but to accept the condition that he be pardoned. So, while maintaining his kneeling posture, he slightly raised his buttocks, waiting and passively accepting his will and mercy.

Of course, if anyone dared to say such things to her face, Louis IX would use her ever-present Holy Lance to teach them what blasphemy truly meant, a sin that was unforgivable.

But before her stood the sun, her prophet, her guide, her commander, and the man she loved most. This seemingly weak being occupied the most important part of her life, so Louis IX was willing to temporarily set aside his faith and ideals to fulfill his desires and fantasies, and was happy to entrust everything to him.

"In that case, I'll collect the price you owe, Miss Knight, hehehehe."

"hehe"

Seeing Louis IX so readily comply, Zheng Ri happily walked up behind her. Looking at her round and full figure, he couldn't help but let out a strange cry, which made the originally somewhat nervous Louis IX burst into laughter. Was he going to play the villain?

So, seeing the obedient knight lady willing to pay the price, Zheng Ri lifted her last veil of modesty, and after sufficient arousal, took her down in one fell swoop...

...

"Does it still hurt, Louis?"

Having shed his identity as a villainous priest, Zheng Ri embraced the pitiful knight who had satisfied him, gently stroking her face as he spoke with a touch of heartache.

This isn't right. If it wasn't moistened, wouldn't it not hurt a lot? What about the mud? Was the information fake? Then why didn't she scream last time with Tizi? Does that mean Tizi is stronger than Louis?

"There's still a slight ache, but it's alright. With a ship girl's physical constitution, she'll recover quickly."

Treated so gently by him, enjoying such rare care, Louis IX smiled, his eyes filled with tenderness and shyness as he looked at him. Who knew that even from behind it would be so comfortable; if it were from the front...

Louis IX could hardly imagine such a beautiful sight.

"But are you satisfied this time, my love?"

"Of course, I know your insistence, so I respect your choice."

"Is this how you respect me? My devilish lover, it's all my fault for falling in love with you, but I'm willing to accept it."

Louis IX spoke with a shy expression.

Chapter 293 is just for reading and playing around.

"Alright, my love, it's about time we set off for Prince Jeanbars, otherwise I would be failing in my duty."

Enjoy

After their encounter, Louis IX was in Zheng Ri's arms, their love as sweet as glue. But as the sun began to set and time passed, she knew it was about time. So Louis IX tried to get out of his arms, but Zheng Ri didn't let her go. Instead, he held her tightly and refused to let go.

"That won't do, my knight. You should stay by my side and stay safe. Otherwise, that would be a dereliction of duty."

Holding the soft jade in his arms, he was half-forcefully speaking and kissing her tender face. What knight? They were all alluring succubi. He felt like he didn't want them to leave his side, as if he were bewitched.

It needs another thorough trial, a retrial!

"Hehe, I also want to be by your side forever, my love, but please forgive me. I can only love you better if I let you go for a while, right?"

Whether he was obedient by Richelieu's side, or he was just now tormenting himself like a villain, or now he is full of affection for himself, they are all part of him, all so fascinating and lovable.

But letting go appropriately is better, isn't it?

"Alright, then let's wait a little longer. I feel that you all have different charms, and each of you fascinates me. I've never even tried this way of speaking before."

Knowing she wasn't in a hurry anymore, Zheng Ri adjusted her posture, letting her delicate body lean against him. What Templar Knights? They were all succubi in different guises.

The large ship girls of the White Eagles weren't fired; they were dismissed.

"I'm glad you said that, my love. I feel the same way. I used to only want to strive for you, but now, because of your punishment, I've become a disloyal believer with ulterior motives. Because of you, I've fallen into depravity, but not completely."

"You are the one, the son of God and succubus for whom I would give up everything, my love."

Louis IX returned his kiss, gazing at his handsome face and captivating eyes. What a beautiful being he was, dangerous and deadly, like the arrival of a god's son, compelling him to submit to all his demands, yet like a succubus, tempting him to taste the alluring fruit.

"I'm not a succubus, you are!"

Zheng Ri was amused. What a male succubus from Givotos, but he misspoke. This is Azur Lane.

"It's alright, my love. Since God has given you to me, I will do anything to protect you."

Seeing his smile, Louis IX smiled faintly in return, and embraced him, savoring this hard-won love.

However, the happy time was short-lived, and even shorter for Louis IX, the believer who was carrying out the order. After enjoying a fairly satisfying period of affection, he and Louis IX embarked on their journey to their destination.

Although it was called the start of the journey, it was actually not far, and it only took about ten minutes to arrive. Led by Louis IX, the day arrived at the place where Jean Bart lived. Contrary to what he had imagined, Jean Bart lived in a sea-view house, and it was the type of house with a garden.

That makes sense, though, as it suits her personality.

"Oh, you've finally arrived! But why are you so late?"

As Jean Bart looked at the garden cottage in front of him, Jean Bart, who was inside, came out and saw him and Louis IX. Although his expression did not change, there was still joy in his eyes.

"I apologize, Your Highness Jeanbart, but I had some personal matters to attend to with the Commander along the way, which caused the delay."

As if knowing she would ask, Louis IX came to her and explained, trying not to say what the specifics were.

"Is that so? Fine, I accept that reason. But shouldn't you come to my side now?"

After thinking about it for a moment, Jean Bart decided not to ask what had happened between them. In fact, there were only a few things that could have happened, so he pretended not to have seen it and decided to see through it but not say anything.

"Thank you for your understanding. Well then, Commander, this is all I can do for you. Farewell, my love."

Upon learning of her thoughts, Louis IX bowed to her, then turned to bid a temporary farewell to the emperor. He embraced her briefly, and before leaving, gave her a light kiss, looking forward to their next meeting.

All of this made Bal turn her back on it, knowing it but not really knowing it, because there was nothing to say. Sooner or later, they would all be companions outside the bed and sisters inside. But this way, it was easier to accept.

Louis IX's contact made Zheng Ri somewhat attached. After she left, he turned around and stared at her departing figure. He didn't even know that Jean Bart had come to his side until his good mood quickly dropped and he couldn't help but reach out and twist his ear to realize that she had come.

"I'm not trying to be mean, but your ideal type is a female knight? Is Louis IX really that good? So much so that you can keep staring at him? You didn't even notice me coming right up to you?"

"No, no, no! I'm just following my heart. Let go, let go... cough, sorry, Jean Bart, I'm late."

It was definitely not pleasant to have your ear twisted for the first time, so Zheng Ri had no choice but to slap away her mischievous hand, rub it gently, and then look at her...

Jealous Jean Bart went up to her and hugged the short-tempered beauty.

However, looking at Jean Bart, who was even taller than herself, Jeong-il felt that she should change the title to "great beauty" instead, because they were indeed quite tall.

"Oh~, how could that be? You're not late at all! You're just in time! Tsk tsk tsk, brother, saying that makes your sister look bad. Ugh~ I really don't know how you can say such things, it's disgusting..."

When Zheng Ri said that, Jean Bart uttered sarcastic remarks, and after saying them, he couldn't stand it himself and turned his head to retch, leaving Zheng Ri stunned.

"What strange thing did you see? Why are you suddenly saying such things?"

"From reading Dream of the Red Chamber"

"Although I haven't seen it, I feel like you're trying to fool me..."

After he finished speaking, Zheng Ri stared at Jean Bart's red eyes. They were very beautiful. Richelieu's eyes were as beautiful as azaleas, while Jean Bart's eyes were as beautiful as amber.

"What are you looking at? Besides, I'm not going to bother with you. And shouldn't you apologize properly?"

Despite being stared at so directly, Jean Bart wasn't bothered. Instead, he lightly touched his lips with his finger, his meaning quite clear.

Chapter 294 Apologizing Requires a Kiss

"Apologizing requires a kiss? Are you an orca?"

As Jean Bart put his finger to his lips, he teased her, then embraced her tightly, offering his apology and trying to feel her soft plea.

Jean Bart, as if finally waiting for his prey to take the bait, hugged him tightly in return when Jean Bart was being held and kissed. Since he had already fallen into Jean Bart's trap, he should obediently accept Jean Bart's training.

Unlike the gentle touch of Zheng Ri's lips, Jean Bart quickly pried open his teeth, using his tongue to entice him. He knew Zheng Ri wanted to back off, but how could he let him go so easily? He held Zheng Ri's chin in his hand, not allowing him to leave, until their fluids kept exchanging. Only after he had tasted his flavor to his heart's content did he release him, temporarily satisfied.

"Hmm, next time you kiss me, maybe you should eat a fruit candy. I prefer it with a bit of flavor."

After savoring its flavor, Jean Bart licked his lips and said, as if evaluating a delicious dish, "Good, but not good enough; a little sweet, but not sweet enough."

"You've got a good idea, but I don't usually carry fruit candies with me. If that's what you're thinking, how about you feed me candy when you kiss me in the future?"

Seeing her close her eyes as if savoring something, Zheng Ri casually replied, while Jean Bart raised an eyebrow and said to him in an "I see" tone:

"You're right, but isn't your idea a bit too audacious?"

"How dare you? How could I? You're one of my marriage ships, just like Richelieu! Rise!"

"what!"

After saying that, taking advantage of Jean Bart's inattention, Zheng Ri bent down and hugged her knees with one hand and her back with the other, lifting her up in a princess carry. Jean Bart, realizing what was happening, couldn't help but scream and hug his neck with both hands.

"That's not the right way to say it, shouldn't it be a scream?"

He picked her up and, looking at Jean Bart's slightly panicked expression, teased her, wanting to see her shy expression.

"What? Can't I? Besides, how could I possibly make a sound over something so trivial... You didn't hear me, right?"

Being stared at with a teasing gaze by the person he liked made Barr blush slightly. But the main thing was that he had actually been given a princess carry by him. Wasn't this the other way around?

He then realized what was happening and glared at him fiercely, but Zheng Ri pretended not to see it, after all, that was just his personality.

"Okay, I didn't see it, I didn't see it. Let's go back to our little house, my wife."

"Humph..."

He lowered his head and kissed her, then carried her to her cottage. Jean Bart, who was being carried, simply hummed and allowed him to carry her back at will, quietly offering no resistance.

"By the way, your little house has quite a few things, and what's this...?"

After Zheng Ri carried Jean Bart inside, he looked at the few decorations inside with a puzzled expression.

"Although I am a pirate, I only plunder what I deem valuable. Don't get me wrong, come, let me show you my precious collection..."

Zheng Ri's face showed surprise, which made her very satisfied. Although she had discarded most of the less valuable items when she came here, she had kept a few of her most cherished and valuable items and arranged them nicely.

So Jean Bart put his arm around his neck, was held in his arms, and explained his treasured possessions to him in a tone as if reciting a familiar story, with a slightly heightened emotion.

However, Zheng Ri found Jean Bart's collection a bit strange, including a deer head that had become a specimen, a handcrafted artwork that looked similar to a Western Buddha statue, several bottles of wine standing upright, and three perfume brands that he didn't recognize.

However, what she is most proud of is this portrait of a woman in front of her.

It should be a woman, right?

"Is this your favorite painting?"

As Zheng Ri looked down at Jean Bart, whose eyes were filled with joy, he casually asked a question. To his surprise, she turned her head and looked at him with satisfaction.

"Wrong, this is only my second favorite collection. As for the one that makes it to the top of the list..."

At this point, Jean Bart fell silent, staring intently at him. After a few seconds, Zheng Ri realized that the first treasure she mentioned was herself.

"I?"

"Otherwise what? You are my most precious collection, it's just a pity that this collection is often taken away and enjoyed by others..."

Jean Bart pinched his cheek with one hand as he spoke, his tone full of displeasure. Who would share their most cherished possession? But this man in front of him was exactly that—someone he loved dearly, yet he couldn't just hide him away like a collectible, preventing anyone from even glancing at him.

I really want to lock him in the basement... What kind of expression would he make? Oh well, I guess he wouldn't like that either...

Jean Bart narrowed her eyes slightly, a dark thought flashing through her mind. In those few seconds, Zheng Ri felt as if she were a lion that had spotted its prey, about to bare its fangs, but then, as if after intimidating her, she returned to her lazy demeanor.

Is this scary? Yes, it is scary.

"...Because I'm human. If I were a collectible, I wouldn't be able to hold you like this, my Miss Jeanbart."

After a quick and urgent thought, Zheng Ri gave an acceptable answer, and it was this sentence that made her stop having such thoughts.

"Hmm, that makes sense. In that case, you can just keep holding me. By the way, I'm not heavy. If you complain of being tired, I'll give you a piece of my mind."

Jean Bart agreed with him, saying he made sense. Since he wanted to hug her, let him hug her as much as he wanted, consider it a reward. Of course, for a woman, the topic of weight is something that cannot be touched.

"Okay, but can I sit here...? What is this?"

Looking at Jean Bart, who seemed to be coaxing him, Zheng Ri naturally wouldn't argue. But not heavy doesn't mean light, so he had no choice but to sit on the sofa. As soon as he sat down, Zheng Ri noticed a white, unidentified creature next to him. If he hadn't looked closely, he wouldn't have known it could move.

"Oh, wake her up. Once you're awake, you'll know who it is."

Looking at the still-sleeping white ball, Jean Bart grinned mischievously.

Chapter 295 Voluntary Heartbeat

Jean Bart's words piqued Zheng Ri's curiosity, so he lowered his hands from her legs and gently patted the sleeping white creature beside him. At first, there was no reaction when he patted it gently, but as the pressure gradually increased, it was finally woken up.