Elder brother's garrison

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"I'll go after all. Don't worry, I've spent a long time in human society, and I know very well what I should be careful about when dealing with humans..."

"No, what I mean is, actually... I can find the address of the comic convention by searching on Baidu..." Xiaobai showed Odin his phone screen and smiled awkwardly at him.

“…” Odin.

Back when Lord Odin mingled in human society... it seems the internet wasn't as developed as it is now.

Along the way, Xiaobai led the dejected Odin along the road. As they got closer to their destination, after turning a few corners, Xiaobai saw familiar young ladies and gentlemen dressed in various styles of clothing walking together.

There are plenty of people like that at comic conventions.

According to what Tirpitz taught Xiaobai last time, Xiaobai just needs to follow these older women and he'll eventually find the comic convention location.

Thinking this, Xiaobai simply turned off the map on her phone and quietly followed behind the group of young ladies, keeping a distance that was neither too far nor too close.

As they got closer, more and more people dressed in cosplay appeared on the road. Xiaobai stood on tiptoe and looked towards the end of the road. Sure enough, at the end of the road, he saw a stadium completely covered with posters of various anime characters.

Xiao Bai quickly quickened his pace and led Odin toward the stadium.

The stadium was packed with people. Several young women, whose likenesses were very realistic, stood on the ground outside the stadium, striking various poses for the photographers around them.

Although there seemed to be a lot of people at first glance, it was fortunate that the convention had been going on for a while. Most of the people at the entrance were photographers who weren't in a hurry to get in, so the queue wasn't very long. Xiaobai and Odin waited in line for a short while before they were able to squeeze into the hall.

As soon as you enter the building, a warm breeze washes over you.

Odin stared wide-eyed at the scene inside the building, his little face filled with surprise at his first visit.

"Is this Odin's first time at a comic convention?" Xiaobai asked, seeing Odin standing there looking around in a daze.

"Hmm...why do those people wear such flashy clothes?"

"Uh... those are anime character outfits, and their attire is to recreate the characters."

"Those fancy clothes aren't really suitable for movement, are they?" Odin asked Little White, frowning.

Odin's question left even a novice speechless.

Odin is a ship girl, after all. Doesn't she know that ship girls' outfits are even more outrageous than these cosplayers'?

These are things you can just think about in your mind; Little White wouldn't say them directly to Odin.

Little White watched as Odin kept looking around at the surroundings, calming himself down.

"Odin."

"Ah."

"If you're interested in the items and stalls here, don't mind me, you can take a look by yourself first."

"how about you?"

"I have important things to do," Xiaobai said with a righteous expression.

“…It’s alright, I’ll stay with the Admiral.” Odin said to Little White, “There are a lot of people here, it would be troublesome if we got separated. Anyway, I’ve never seen anything here before, so I can just look around and buy some things.”

"Ah, okay."

Odin's understanding moved Xiaobai once again. While moved, Xiaobai also turned his attention to the screens hanging in mid-air around him.

Although Xiaobai was reluctant to admit it, Beizhai-sensei is indeed a very famous artist who has gone ashore. If she really did secretly publish the third volume of Yuru Kantai Collection, it would definitely be a big deal for the industry. So there will be some information on the display screens at the exhibition.

Xiao Bai strolled around the exhibition while looking up at the screen in mid-air.

Odin followed behind Xiaobai, stopping every now and then to glance at the nearby stalls, and quickly caught up with Xiaobai after he had gone some distance.

A few minutes passed.

Xiaobai watched most of the video playing on the screen.

The screen mostly played trailers for manga anime adaptations and advertisements for music games. Xiaobai had hoped that she might be able to find some decisive evidence here, but after staring at the screen for a long time, she couldn't find any information about the re-release of Yuru Kantai Collection. She had noted down many posters of various cute girls.

After the advertisement played on a loop, Xiaobai lowered her head, rubbing her neck which felt subtly stiff, and frowned.

"There's no information about the swaying ship girl... Could it be that I misunderstood Tirpitz..." Xiaobai murmured in confusion.

Odin, carrying large and small bags, walked up to Xiaobai from behind after buying many items from nearby stalls.

During the time Odin spent with Xiaobai, he casually bought quite a few interesting-looking trinkets from the crowded stalls around them.

In just a short while, Odin, who was originally following behind Little White with his hands empty, is now carrying several large bags of cartoon packaging, filled with stickers, figurines, and toys, and holding several opened comic books in his other hand.

"What is the Admiral looking for?" Odin asked Little White, his eyes constantly scanning the newly purchased items in his hands.

"Me? I'm looking for Tirpitz and the others."

"Oh?"

"Tirpitz is a ship girl from the newbie naval base, and she's very good at drawing."

"Oh……"

"She's also a pretty famous illustrator."

"Oh."

"I can tell you more about it when we get back."

"Oh~"

Odin nodded absentmindedly in response to Xiaobai, but his eyes never left the item he had just bought.

Little White didn't seem to care about Odin's absent-mindedness. She just scratched her head and pondered for a moment before finally sighing helplessly and turning to look at Odin. "Am I being too sensitive... Odin, um, is there anything else you want to see? If you don't find it interesting, let's go back. Tirpitz and the others shouldn't be sneaking around here..."

"Well??"

Halfway through his disheartening words, Xiaobai's voice stopped abruptly as if a pause button had been pressed when he saw what Odin was holding.

Xiao Bai's gaze went straight to the comic book in Odin's hand.

A look of disbelief.

Odin was reading a comic book at the moment. The comic book in her hand was standing upright, with the cover facing outwards towards Little White, and the image on the cover was clearly visible.

The style of coloring and drawing is completely different from Tirpitz's. Compared with Tirpitz's meticulous style, this image is slightly rough and hasty, but Xiaobai feels that the image is subtly gentle and quiet, always making people unable to help but look at it.

In Xiaobai's eyes, the cover of Odin's newly bought comic book featured a huge gate to the garrison.

The sky is high and the sea is vast.

In front of the naval base gate, there was a young female admiral facing the wind.

Her long white hair danced in the wind in mid-air.

The young admiral sat atop a massive land-based ship, her legs crossed, gazing up at the sky, a gentle smile playing on her delicate lips.

—Sanjiuling weeps (Nine) Wuba; Qun is a cartoonish Xiaobai.

Chapter 990 Corrupted Ship Girls and Pure Stream Deep Sea

"Odin!" Little White hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Odin's wrist with a snap.

Odin was engrossed in reading the comic book when Xiaobai suddenly grabbed her hands, leaving her momentarily stunned. Odin closed the comic book and looked at Xiaobai with some confusion.

"Admiral... what's wrong?"

"Where...where did you buy this comic book?"

"This?" Odin looked down at the comic book in his hand. "This? I saw a lot of people crowding around the center of the arena when I passed by, so I went over to take a look out of curiosity. I found someone selling this, so I bought one. Oh, right, I almost missed the boat because I bought this..."

As Odin was talking, when she mentioned buying comics, she suddenly felt a tightness in her wrist. Before she could finish her sentence, Xiaobai hurriedly grabbed Odin's hand and ran back the way she came.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

In the very center of the convention venue, a dense crowd surged and churned like a mighty tide.

"Welcome, hello customer... Welcome, hello customer..." In the crowd, Richelieu, dressed in a ship girl outfit, was holding a thick stack of flyers and handing them out to passersby.

As Osmanthus's ship girl, Richelieu got used to living and earning money on her own early on because the admiral would always disappear inexplicably and not even pay her salary.

In his life in human society, in order to earn enough money to cover his various expenses, Richelieu learned many life skills and tried many side jobs.

Of course, as a ship girl with outstanding beauty and a curvaceous figure, Richelieu did encounter many talent scouts and managers who were amazed by her qualities and offered her opportunities during her time living in human society. However, Richelieu always resisted showing her face in public. Rather than simply consuming her good looks, she preferred to earn money through hard work. Therefore, her previous side jobs were mostly things like helping old ladies run snack stalls, being a hardworking McDonald's clerk, running a jack-of-all-trades shop, or quietly being the owner of a cotton candy shop.

"Welcome... Hello, customer..."

Richelieu flashed a business-like smile at the passersby. Her innocent smile, with her red lips and white teeth, attracted the attention of many. When Richelieu handed out flyers and small gifts, these pedestrians, captivated by Richelieu's beauty, had no intention of refusing or ignoring her.

"Hello...excuse me...are you cosplaying a certain ship girl?" A somewhat shy young man took Richelieu's flyer, scratched his head, and asked Richelieu.

“...Yes.” Richelieu’s smile froze for a moment.

"Wow, I knew it! You have such a great presence and you're so beautiful. I almost thought you were a real ship girl." The young man nervously pulled out his phone. "Excuse me, may I take a picture?"

"……sure."

The young man excitedly posed, stood next to Richelieu, raised his phone to take a picture with Richelieu, and then, as if he had found a treasure, grinned foolishly, thanked him, and ran away holding his phone.

Richelieu, clutching the leaflet, silently watched a young man walk away, his smile gradually fading.

—This kind of job that sells one's looks is like being an ornamental vase; Richelieu used to really hate this kind of job.

Richelieu held the leaflets in his arms, gave a bitter laugh with a somewhat weary expression.

—To be honest, now that I think about it, this job isn't so bad, is it?

At least, she wouldn't have to stay in that terrifying garrison, wearing that revealing and perverted maid outfit in front of everyone.

Thinking of this, Richelieu touched himself and took a deep, satisfied breath of the scent on his clothes.

It feels so good to have my chest completely covered by the fabric.

Richelieu let out a relieved exclamation.

"Richelyu, are you working hard?" Just then, the ship girl's voice came from not far behind Richelieu.

Richelieu froze and quickly turned around.

Not far behind Richelieu, Tirpitz and Deep Sea Tirpitz, looking like mafia bosses, each wore sunglasses large enough to cover half their faces. They sat silently behind a stall, their lips pursed and arms crossed, their faces expressionless. On the table in front of them, stacks of comic books with clearly marked prices were laid out. Large numbers of people lined up with expectant looks, walking to the table like an assembly line, throwing down their money, and then quickly leaving with a book in hand.

Behind the ship girl and the deep-sea girl, Bismarck, Musashi, and Saratoga carried three boxes of newly arrived comic books. As soon as they put the boxes down, they hurriedly turned around and left.

CV16 and Abyssal Patchina stood at the table next to the Tirpitz, each holding up a large sign for "Yurukan Girls Fanfiction," and displaying expressions that were indifferent in every sense of the word.

"Richelio, how many flyers are left?"

The ship girl's voice called out again, and the pursuer, wearing a staff badge around her neck, walked towards Richelieu with her hands on her hips. She pouted and said to Richelieu seriously, "I went to great lengths to get this venue for you guys, so you'd better hand out flyers properly! Do a good job of promoting it! Use your good looks and your smile to win over passersby!"

“Yes!” Richelieu nodded.

The pursuers then reluctantly left.

Richelieu looked helplessly in the direction his pursuers had left, then glanced at the Royal Oak opposite him, who was surrounded by seven or eight photographers taking pictures, her face flushed and looking bewildered. He sighed softly.

--right.

correct.

Richelieu's current job is as one of the maids at the Newbie Town Hall, voluntarily helping the Newbie Studio, a manga team formed around Deepsea Tirpitz and cv16, participate in this comic convention. She acts as a flyer distributor and mascot, distributing flyers to promote the studio's works.

Richelieu looked helplessly at the ship girls around her.

Sometimes Richelieu says that she really can't understand the thought process of these ship girls. As members of a newbie naval base, they are not short of money. There is absolutely no need for them to go to the trouble of making these comics and traveling all the way to comic conventions to do something as thankless as selling comics.

What exactly are they after?

Richelieu turned around and mechanically handed out flyers to passersby.

"Welcome... Hello customer... Please come again... Welcome... Um!!"

Suddenly, just as Richelieu was numbly handing out flyers, a pair of small hands suddenly reached out from the crowd behind her, quickly covered her mouth, and dragged her into the crowd.

"Ugh? Ugh!! Ugh!!!"

Richelieu struggled subconsciously, but the hands were incredibly strong. Lexington had already drained all the resources from her ship's rigging, leaving Richelieu unable to use its power to resist. In just a moment, Richelieu's body was pulled into the crowd behind her and disappeared.

Those who heard Richelieu's struggles before he disappeared turned around a beat late and looked in Richelieu's direction.

However, where Richelieu had been standing, there was nothing left but leaflets scattered on the ground.

……

In the women's restroom in a corner of the exhibition hall, Richelieu, whose eyes were covered by a blindfold, was pushed to the ground.

"Admiral, the person you asked for has been captured. She was the one who handed me the flyer just now." A clear, girlish voice rang out behind Richelieu.

Richelieu felt a chill run down his spine.

Hearing the voice behind her, she instantly recalled the various reports of girl trafficking and the tragic fates of the girls that she had seen on television before. She thought she had been kidnapped by some bad guys, and panicked in an instant.