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"Don't you have an automatic clothes-changing ability? Why do I need to help you get dressed?"

"Hmm... because I like the Commander, and as a member of the Empire, I am great, so having the Commander help the great Empire dress is the first step in declaring loyalty."

"Besides, I'm lazy, I want the Commander to help me put it on."

The Empire pondered for a moment, then his tone changed, becoming slightly serious with an air of mystery and awe. But after saying the last sentence, his imposing aura deflated, and he looked at him with the eyes of a kitten.

"You're really something, although I don't know how you became so great."

"Commander, the greatness of the Empire needs no reason; you only need to help the great me put on my clothes."

Seeing that Empire practically had "I'll take advantage of you" written all over her face, Zheng Ri had no choice but to help her change her clothes. Empire, who was being taken care of, closed her eyes and enjoyed the service that even Sister Veneto had never given her.

While Zheng Ri was exchanging ideas with the Empire, Veneto and Littorio had already stopped arguing and were looking at the Empire that the commander was taking care of. Although neither of them said it out loud, they were still somewhat envious.

Yes, it's envy. At least Veneto and Littorio can't make the commander take care of them personally, but it's much more normal for them to take care of him instead.

As for Rome, after glancing at the Empire that had comfortably closed its eyes a few times, it walked over to Zheng Ri's side, sat down, leaned back on the sofa, and looked at him with expectant eyes.

"Now help me wipe myself down, Commander."

"...Then you'll have to wait a bit, I need to help the Empire get dressed first."

When Roma said that, Zheng Ri realized that she was already sitting next to him, and that her sitting posture was exactly the same as Littorio's. Moreover, they were both naked, letting their snow-white skin be exposed. One can only say that this might be a characteristic of Italy.

"Yes, Commander is right, we need to wait until you've helped me get dressed first..."

The Empire slightly opened its eyes, looking at Rome, which was waiting. There was a first-come, first-served principle, even for its own... sisters.

"It's alright, I have plenty of time. I won't compete with you, Empire."

"Um..."

After waiting for a while, Zheng Ri finally helped the Empire get dressed. It shouldn't have taken this long, but the Empire was nestled in Zheng Ri's arms and it was difficult to dress, so it took a little time to get dressed.

Then Jeongil threw the great empire aside onto the bed; it was too great for him to handle.

"Commander, please help me change now."

"Actually, you can wear it yourself, Rome."

Zheng Ri looked at Roma, who had already arrived in front of him, and couldn't help but look at her beautiful body. He looked at her for a couple of seconds before looking away and gently persuaded her.

"Is this a rejection, Commander? Or can I take it as you being unable to resist Rome's allure?"

Rome naturally noticed his gaze, which lingered on his chest for a few seconds before a charming smile appeared on his elegant face, clearly indicating his approval of his rudeness.

"You know, I'm the commander... Okay, I won't hide it anymore, stand still."

Helpless against the stubborn Roman, Zheng Ri could only pick up the bath towel that the Empire had just used and carefully wipe her clean, trying his best not to damage her soft, white skin, while swearing fiercely in his mind.

He knew he would eventually change Rome's name to Istanbul, and then, driven by his continental European urges, he would brutally invade Rome.

Chapter 315 Tranquility

"Time is slipping away in vain, Commander."

"I know, but there's no rush. Rather, is there anything Rome wants to do? I feel pretty good right now."

On the left is Veneto, wearing a sexy slip dress, and on the right is Littorio, wearing alluring loungewear. In their arms is the clingy, cute, and great Empire. Enjoying the close companionship of the Sardinian ship girl, all they want to do right now is stay still, or more accurately, take a lazy bath.

After all, who goes to the bathhouse for a soak so early in the morning?

"I see. So you'd rather be Carlos than Romulus's heir's lover? That's remarkable."

Roma leaned comfortably against the luxurious and expensive sofa, one hand resting on the round, shiny armrest, supporting half of his face. With his right hand, he picked up a slice of apple soaked in salt water from the fruit bowl on the table, put it into his rosy lips, and chewed it gently. Looking at him, he saw that he was surrounded by people who loved him.

It's a pity the seats were all taken, otherwise Rome would have liked to go to his side.

"I didn't understand..."

As Masaharu leaned back on the sofa, enjoying the softness of the ship girls against her skin and the wonderful fragrance emanating from them, she didn't immediately understand what Roma was saying.

"The most lustful king, but judging from your opinion, you surpass him, Commander."

Seeing the somewhat confused expression on his face, Rome smiled, and even the fruit he was eating tasted more delicious. Was it really so pleasant to just be with him?

"To be precise, I'm just following my heart. Would you like to come and sit down?"

Zheng Ri looked to his left and right, and then saw that Rome was just sitting opposite him. He immediately understood what she was thinking, so he tried to invite her over to squeeze in with the Empire.

"No, excessive greed is not a good thing, Commander."

Although Rome verbally declined, their eyes were fixed on his surroundings, trying to find a place for him, but unfortunately, there wasn't one.

"Greed is also a motive, Rome. But Rome is right, Commander. Although I know you enjoy being around us, that alone isn't enough."

"At least everything must be included."

Littorio took photos of himself with his phone. It was a rare opportunity to take a picture with his beloved, so he naturally wanted to choose the right angle. After all, occasionally posting on his social media was a way for him to express himself and show off to his friends in the port area.

"Is there anything you'd like to do? If so, I can come and keep you company."

"So, what is the Commander curious about? Music? Art? Dances? Or... the beautiful scenery of the beach?"

Veneto wrapped his arm around his right hand, squeezing it with his ample chest to let him experience the uniqueness of Sardinia, while holding a glass of red wine in his left hand.

After finishing his red wine in one gulp, Veneto placed the glass on the table and snuggled close to him, actively seeking the warmth he could offer. Then, she reached out and used her index finger and thumb to pick up a slice of apple from the plate and slowly put it into his mouth.

"It's a bit highbrow, but you know me, I can't appreciate this kind of thing. I should say I lack any artistic sensibility..."

After chewing and swallowing the apple Veneto fed him, Zheng Ri thought for a moment and replied, "Actually, it's not that I don't have any, but..."

"Do you think we can't accept your preferences? No, no, no! Commander, as my commander, you should be bold, courageous, and express your thoughts."

"You can't judge us based on preconceived notions."

Littorio put down his phone and spoke to him sincerely, because Littorio now realized that his beloved was always looking at him with preconceived notions.

“Commander, Littorio is right. You should express what you like openly and honestly.”

Veneto also noticed this problem: his commander didn't state what he wanted directly, except for things other than physical contact.

"How did this topic come up? I really don't have anything I want to do right now. I don't want to move after taking a bath, don't you feel the same way?"

I was puzzled as to why the topic had come up here, but after thinking about it for a bit, I realized that my movements in other places were always predetermined and arranged, which made it impossible for me to know what I wanted to do now.

"Yes, that's how it is... It's much better now. Commander, would you like to eat more?"

Recalling what happened at the bathhouse not long ago, Veneto's face flushed slightly, and she looked a little shy, trying her best not to talk about it. Veneto fed him fruit again, telling him not to talk about it now and to talk about it later that night.

Just as Zheng Ri was about to say something, Veneto stuffed an apple stick into his mouth before he could even open his mouth. Was he trying to let him speak, or was he trying to stop him from speaking?

“Well then… let me in too, Littorio.”

Having determined that he didn't want to move, Roma thought for a moment, then got up and walked slowly towards Littorio, clearly indicating that he wanted her to give up her place.

"I won't give up my position so easily, Rome. If you want it, you'll have to pay a price that satisfies me, Littorio."

A cup of wine in a golden goblet

"I really like your personality; you're a person of your word, and you've successfully earned my concession."

After watching Rome approach Littorio and say a few words, she voluntarily gave up her place. Then Rome came to her side, or rather, squeezed in, making the already unchangeable empire even more crowded.

What did you say?

"Hmm? A bottle of a fairly well-known red wine. If you need it, I can give it to you as a gift, Commander."

Roma sat down comfortably beside him, his smile brightening slightly. Even just sitting there beside him brought him a sense of peace.

"No need then. I'll drink with you if there's a chance."

Japan politely declined Rome's offer, for as everyone knows, the most expensive gifts are those given for free.

"There will be opportunities, but in the meantime, experiencing inner peace is also a wonderful thing."

Rome closed her beautiful heterochromatic eyes. She had always felt that something was missing, and now she felt it: the tranquility of stillness and the warmth of being by her side.

Even if you do nothing.

Chapter 316!

"What did you say?! You just sat there with Veneto and the others all morning?"

After spending the morning with the four Veneto sisters, Marco Polo sensed something was amiss and went to Littorio's room. Upon hearing that Littorio was simply sitting idly with Veneto, Marco Polo became quite anxious.

"Yes"

"How enviable! No, I shouldn't be doing nothing, Commander."

Marco Polo sat opposite the Prime Minister, or more precisely, in the same spot he had been in in Rome. There was nothing wrong with that at first, but when Marco Polo saw the Veneto sisters sitting next to the Prime Minister, while his own side was empty, he wondered if he should join them.

"Yes, it's time to eat."

Zheng Ri glanced at the time on his phone, but couldn't see it; he'd forgotten to charge it and it was off. Then he picked up Littorio's phone and checked it; it was time to eat.

"No, what I mean is, as my commander, shouldn't you be doing something more meaningful? Like, expanding the port's boundaries?"

"It's time to eat, Pineapple. Besides, I'm not in charge right now. Do you want me to take over?"

Zheng Ri looked at Marco Polo, who had a puzzled expression. What was going on? Didn't she know that he was no longer involved in the affairs of the port?

I've completely become someone who eats, drinks, and has fun; that's the way to go.

"No, I just want to confirm it again and see it for myself. Since you, Commander, have chosen stability, then as your research vessel, I will naturally follow your will."

"Also, please address me by my full name, Commander."

Watching his commander grow dejected, Marco Polo didn't know what to say. Although his delicate face was expressionless, he felt a mix of emotions, a mixture of secret joy and disappointment.

The secret joy was that since the commander was in charge, Sardin's influence should be expanded to encourage the commander to spend more time with Sardin; the disappointment was that he couldn't use him...

He gained glory in the name of [the people].

After all, these days, it would be quite boring to attack everything without fighting the Sirens; one should pursue both career and love in the same direction.

Marco Polo thought to himself.

“I understand, Marco Polo. But you’re right, I haven’t been involved in port affairs for a long time. I remember it’s managed jointly by each person in charge now, right?”

Zheng Ri nodded and called her name earnestly. At the same time, he thought that he hadn't been to the commander's room for a long time. Was he being sidelined?

"Yes, Commander, we are now jointly responsible for matters in the port. Of course, if you need anything, I will take you to investigate any matters."

"But more importantly, Commander, let's go have our meal first. Skyhawk and Trento have prepared some delicious snacks for us after dinner."

As soon as Zheng Ri brought this up, a look of panic instantly appeared on Veneto's gentle face, as if he had touched on something he shouldn't have, and he immediately changed the subject.

"That's right, nothing is more important than a good meal, Empire, it's time to get up and eat."

After thinking it over, Zheng Ri decided not to worry about it anymore and didn't delve into the matter. Instead, he gently stroked Zi Gong's smooth hair and rubbed her face to wake her up.

"...Hmm? Time to eat? Oh, okay."

Upon hearing Zheng Ri's shout, Empire rubbed his eyes, then stretched and yawned, still looking like he hadn't woken up yet, just like an orange cat that sleeps all day.

However, compared to the orange cat, the Empire is very cute and also very great.

"By the way, Commander, I need to speak with Marco Polo privately for a bit. If it's alright, please go to the restaurant with Littorio first. We'll be back later."

As he was about to depart, hand in hand with the Empire and supported by Rome, Veneto gave him a slightly apologetic smile.

"Are you two planning some kind of argument that escalates into a fight?"

Zheng Ri looked back and forth between Veneto and Marco Polo. This scene seemed familiar. He was most afraid that they would start fighting later and have a showdown at the Forbidden City.

"Commander, don't overthink it. We're just having a simple chat, and we won't have any inexplicable falling out like in the TV dramas."

Veneto wore a slightly embarrassed but polite smile. Why did a simple private chat develop like this?

"Alright, we'll head over there first."

After saying that, Zheng Ri followed Littorio's footsteps and drove towards the restaurant. After watching Zheng Ri leave with a keen eye, Veneto turned to look at Marco Polo with a blank expression.

"Although the commander instructed me to, Marco Polo, you shouldn't have brought this up, or perhaps..."

"Don't rush, Veneto, I didn't have such thoughts. Since I'm willing to dress up as a maid and serve him, of course I don't have those kinds of thoughts."

"Besides, I'm a research vessel, and I'm directly under its command... What I mean is, we should let him stay in Sardinia longer, don't you think?"

"A few days is simply not enough."

After Zheng Ri left, Marco Polo put down her crossed legs and placed both legs on the table, wantonly displaying her legs encased in gray-black pantyhose. If you tore open the black stockings, you could see the fair and alluring skin hidden beneath the elastic pantyhose.

However, Veneto did not look over, but frowned as he pondered her words and her intentions.

"I know what you're thinking, but it's not something I can decide, besides..."