After leaving the world of all NPCs

Victory smiled and took his arm, her long golden hair fluttering in the wind: "Of course! I can't wait to go~"

……

Two beams of white light fell, repairing the bodies of the Duke of York and Tirpitz.

The two of them stared at each other without letting up.

The Royal Navy is a faction in Azur Lane. It is based on the British Navy and is the country with the most shipbuilding experience in the world. It is committed to achieving the best balance in warship design and has a strong navy.

The royal camp emphasizes etiquette and emphasizes the coexistence of elegance and strength.

Within this camp, there are ships named after members of the royal family.

Their flagship is Queen Elizabeth, and the Duke of York is also a member of the royal family. Although she speaks a lot of slang that others can't understand, she does have the sense of responsibility and leadership of a king.

Ye Zuochen's [NPC Space] is a huge treasure trove, and the Duke of York naturally wants to have it exclusively for the royal family.

The commander is the royal commander!

All Iron Blood ships, get out of the way!

Tirpitz had other ideas. The previous flagship of the Iron Blood was Bismarck, but the Bismarck had sunk, and the current flagship was Frederick the Great.

Now I can use this special space to resurrect my sister, and I can also conduct research with you, the Iron-Blooded Ones. I should make good use of this opportunity both publicly and privately.

"It seems there's no point in continuing to fight here." Tirpitz placed his hand under his chin. "How about a temporary ceasefire?"

The Duke of York smiled but said nothing.

Tirpitz continued, "I can't go back on my own now. How about leaving my fate to that 'commander'?"

The Duke of York pondered for a moment, feeling that he and the commander already knew each other deeply, far better than this suddenly appearing ship woman could. Furthermore, he also had the example of the previous ship of the Scharnhorst...

"Okay, leave everything to the commander."

Tirpitz nodded slightly.

The two women were thinking about Ye Zuochen's whereabouts in their minds at the same time, and immediately triggered the rules of the [NPC World], knowing the module where Ye Zuochen was at the moment.

……

The silver-blue starlight falls on the boundless sea of ​​flowers.

The petals sway gently in the breeze.

The Duke of York's long legs, wrapped in black silk stockings, stepped lightly over the branches.

Tirpitz followed her silently.

They kept a subtle distance from each other, walking one after the other on the path among the flowers.

The two of them suddenly stopped at the same time.

A sweet moan was heard in the wind, like a deliberately suppressed yet uncontrollable gasp.

The Duke of York's ears twitched slightly, and his light blue eyes narrowed instantly.

"This voice..."

Without hesitation, she quickened her pace, her high heels stepping over the soft petals as she walked towards the source of the sound.

Tirpitz hesitated for a moment, but still followed.

After pushing aside the last clump of lush branches, the scene before them made them both stop in their tracks.

In the open space in the middle of the sea of ​​flowers, Ye Zuochen held Shengli under him. Shengli's long golden hair was spread among the petals, and her white gauze skirt was spread on both sides, like a pair of spread wings.

One leg was raised high, the toes wrapped in socks were stretched tight, swaying with the rise and fall of the body, and the golden decorations on the edge of the socks sparkled in the starlight.

"Commander, stop pulling it, it's about to break..."

The voice of victory trembled with sweetness, the corners of her eyes were flushed, and her hands were tightly grasping the branches under her.

blah blah blah!

Ye Zuochen loosened his grip, and the fruit, which had been pulled to the limit from the thin branch, immediately bounced back, but the white color turned into red, and even had a hint of blue-black.

The Duke of York's fingertips tightened slightly, the ends of his long pink hair moved without wind, his gaze slid from his victorious face to Ye Zuochen's back, his rosy thin lips pursed into a straight line.

Tirpitz stood beside her and whispered, "Do you want to avoid it?"

The Duke of York did not answer, but just stared ahead quietly.

unacceptable!

I was guarding the Iron Blood ships with all my might, but I didn't expect that my ships were actually stealing our territory!

The Duke of York tightened his fingertips slightly, narrowed his light blue eyes, and murmured softly.

"How presumptuous."

Before she finished speaking, she had already stepped out with her long black silk legs, her high heels crushing over the scattered petals, and stepped into the battle without hesitation.

"I will not allow you to monopolize the Commander."

Victory raised his head with a playful smile: "Ah~ Duke of York! Your commander is awesome!"

Ye Zuochen chuckled, grabbed the Duke of York's wrist with his backhand, and held her in his arms.

The long pink hair was intertwined with the golden hair, the stand-up collar of the military jacket rubbed against the victory's gauze skirt, and the black stockings and step-on socks rubbed against each other, making a slight sound.

Tirpitz stood there and blinked, his short silver-white hair shining coldly under the starlight. He looked at the three people who were oblivious to the people around him and sighed softly.

"It's really reckless."

However, she did not move an inch.

Instead, Tirpitz turned slightly to a more comfortable position, leaning against a lush flowering tree.

The night wind blew, and the petals fell down one after another.

"The northern sea breeze has never brought such a 'scenery'."

Tirpitz muttered to himself, but his eyes did not move away.

This is much more interesting than watching polar bears bare their teeth in the North Sea.

The night breeze blows gently, and the petals fall.

After a long time, Ye Zuochen stood up and looked at Tirpitz who was leaning against a flower tree not far away.

The girl with short silver-white hair still maintained her indifferent expression, her blue eyes gazing at him calmly.

"Nice to meet you for the first time. Let me formally introduce myself. I'm Ye Zuochen."

Tirpitz nodded slightly, his eyes flickering slightly beneath his military cap. "It's a little hot... Ah, sorry. I'm Tirpitz. I've been staying alone in the north with nothing to do, so many people call me the 'Lonely Queen of the North.'"

Her eyes swept behind Ye Zuochen.

Shengli was trembling as she stood up, her long golden hair scattered messily on her shoulders, her white gauze skirt barely covering her body, but the black shorts she was originally wearing were long gone.

She seemed to be unconcerned about her demeanor at the moment. Her eyes were moist and her cheeks were still flushed, but she first reached out to pick up Ye Zuochen's pants, knelt on the ground, and carefully helped him put them on.

"Commander, lift your feet."

The fingertips gently brushed the ankles of the loved one, the movements were gentle and delicate.

Ye Zuochen lifted his foot and said with a smile, "It's a pretty good title. It's very famous here."

Tirpitz said, "If you think this is a nice nickname, then perhaps you haven't listened carefully... These few words contain only nothingness."

"If eternity is nothingness, then the moment is reality. I find the victory of the moment very intoxicating."

"Victory?" Tirpitz pulled down his cap. "Looking out at the battlefield from this peaceful place, I don't know what to say except 'How cruel!' I've never tasted victory, only the fear and unwillingness of defeat."

Shengli made sure that Ye Zuochen was dressed neatly before lowering his head to adjust his gauze skirt, smoothing out the wrinkles bit by bit with his slender fingers.

The Duke of York also slowly stood up and patted the petals stuck on her skirt, but the hem of her skirt was too short to completely cover the torn holes in her black stockings.

She snorted softly, her fingertips brushing the edge of the torn stockings. Her pale blue eyes glanced at Ye Zuochen, as if in anger or resentment: "You have no pity for my clothes."

Tirpitz looked at this scene, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Ye Zuochen raised his head, full of confidence, like a general who had just won a battle. He casually grabbed something and boasted to Tirpitz, "Then you're really lucky. I'm a winner, someone who is always with victory. I can grab victory at any time!"

Tirpitz: “…”

No, not this victory.

The victory that was grasped joyfully puffed out its chest, allowing Ye Zuochen's palm to sink into the softer touch. "That's right~ I will always be by the Commander's side, bringing him the glory of undefeated victory! Cannons and bombs only make ugly things uglier. Only the Commander's victory is the most beautiful~"

Tirpitz pondered for a moment. "You do have a point. You, who can allow our ships to revive infinitely in this special world, are well-qualified to say so."

Ye Zuochen said, "I can say this with confidence because I once defeated a god with my mortal body, and I have remained undefeated ever since, defeating powerful gods one after another. Although I dare not say that I can still win and usurp this power if I do it again, I dare say that even if I do it again, I have the courage to wield my sword against the invincible gods!"

"Only when you have nothing can you be fearless. But is such bravery and fearlessness really worth boasting about?" Tirpitz shook his head, disagreeing with Ye Zuochen's statement.

Ye Zuochen said, "I don't know how to boast about my courage, but I am just an ordinary man."

Tirpitz nodded and looked at Ye Zuochen. "Commander, I'll call you that. Now I'm just like before, alone here. I think the worst feeling is not knowing whether to wait or give up. Are you worth my waiting?"

The Duke of York narrowed his eyes slightly.

This is a sign of weakness.

It was also a reminder to the two royal ships that they were immortal in this world. As long as Ye Zuochen said that he could really revive the ships, Tirpitz was willing to wait... just like before.

"You don't need to wait, because you are already dead." Ye Zuochen said: "After you are resurrected, you will belong to my ship. You should not obey Tiexue's orders, you should obey my orders!"

Tirpitz's eyes moved slightly and he looked directly into his eyes.

Boom!Boom!

The heart that was frozen by the cold wind from the north seemed to have warmed up a little.

Ye Zuochen raised his hand. "As commander, I order you to recruit more ships to increase my fleet! Don't wait, act now."

"..."

Tirpitz smiled. "I will fight for you, Commander."

……

【Ding】

Duke of York: Offline

[Victory: Offline]

A flash of white light passed by, and the Duke of York and Victory returned to the northern waters. It was already night, and the sea breeze swept away the smell of gunpowder.

The Duke of York sighed, "It still didn't stop the Iron Blood from pledging allegiance to the Commander."

Victory smiled and said, "That's good too. Perhaps this is an opportunity to stop the war between Azur Lane and Red Axis."

The Red Axis was a military organization established after the First Azur Lane Alliance achieved initial victory in the war against the Sirens, as factions such as the Iron-Blooded chose to leave Azur Lane for various reasons.

There have been many conflicts with Azur Lane.

The main members include the Iron Principality, the Sakura Islands, the Vichy Church, and the Sardinian Empire.

Shengli believed that by taking advantage of Ye Zuochen's opportunity, perhaps all the ships could stop fighting and all be under the commander's command.

The Duke of York, however, thought further: "The Blue and Crimson simply have serious disagreements over the strategy for fighting the Sirens. Now that the Commander is mediating, it seems a ceasefire can be achieved, but..."

"But?" Victory waited for the Duke of York to continue.

The Duke of York said slowly, "Actually, I once had the thought of giving up the conflicts in this world, pretending I was dead, and living on in the Commander's world."

Shengli's expression straightened up, "I've thought about that too."

The Duke of York looked toward the harbor, where the coastline was already visible. "Do you think the ships, tired of fighting, would be willing to return to a world like this after being offered this Paradise?"

"You underestimate our ship."

"I don't underestimate it, but Siren might have such thoughts."

"It seems there's something I don't know about here."

"We'll discuss this when we get back." The Duke of York changed the subject. "First, let's think about how to explain this to the Queen. It's a bit difficult to appoint someone who doesn't operate in this world as commander."

Shengli smiled and said, "Nothing, I'll invite my elder sister and the others in first."

"Should we persuade the sister ship first?" The Duke of York thought of a certain romantic ship and felt a little uncomfortable. He decided to send the sister ship King George V and Howe in. The monarch of the planned ship could not be forgotten either.

A battleship, an aircraft carrier, both think that good things should be given to their sisters first!

A long time after the two men left, they were still in the sea area where the previous firefight took place.