Azur Lane: I Crossed the Graduation Port Area

Chapter 1382 You can always trust the aesthetics of Sardinian ship girl
It was late at night, and Lin Lan finally fell into a deep sleep in the dormitory with several satisfied ship girls.

This was perhaps the most comfortable sleep he had had in recent times.

There were no inexplicable high-dimensional dreams, no return to the original world, and no unexpected visits from the Sakura Empire's ship girls.

When he woke up naturally and opened his eyes again, the light in the cruise ship dormitory indicated that it was already early morning.

"Commander, did I wake you up?"

Xiafei's gentle voice sounded from beside his bed.

Lin Lan sat up from the bed and saw the Iris carrier girl looking at him with a smile while combing her white hair.

"No, I woke up on my own... Where are the others?"

Seeing that Xiafei had changed into a holy black and white iris skirt, but the other ship girls who had been intimate with him last night were not in the room, he asked curiously.

“Before we set off, we need to remove the mirror sea in this maze, so Ms. Marco Polo is taking Mogador and the others to shut down the magic cube device of the mirror system.

"Ms. Andrea went to the cruise ship's kitchen and used the remaining ingredients to prepare lunch boxes for us today."

Lin Lan nodded and was about to put on the commander's uniform made by him using the power of invisible breath.

But Xiafei walked up to him gracefully and pressed down his arm that was reaching for his uniform.

"Commander, you are not planning to wear this uniform and go with us to the temporary port area in Sardinia, are you?"

Looking at the angel of judgment who had tied her white hair into two ponytails and gave him a sly smile, Lin Lan knew exactly what Xia Fei meant.

He smiled and said:

"That's right. Now that I'm in the Teaching Country, I have to adapt to the local customs... From your expression, you've already prepared my professional identity and attire for me?"

"Of course, let Joffre prepare it for you— huh."

With a blush on her face, the iris girl leaned over and blew gently into his ear.

More than ten minutes later, when Lin Lan finished washing up and walked out of the dormitory with Xia Fei, he had changed into a loose but solemn and dignified black and gold cloak robe.

A thick canon code was chained across his waist, and combined with the magic scepter in his right hand, he looked like an adjudicator representing the Inquisition.

As the Iris camp cooperates with the Church of Holy Light, the Iris ship girls naturally carry a large number of magical equipment and magical items donated by the Church of Holy Light.

Originally, Xiafei wanted to give him a magic sword brought from the Holy City, but he refused on the grounds that he wanted to experience the identity of a "magician".

Even without the power of a hero, he could still easily control the elements in the air with the power of breath.

Besides, the power of breath seems to be similar to magic. If he really needs to take action during the journey, he can save the trouble of explaining to his people.

But unfortunately, his outfit didn't allow him to take more than a few steps before he was spotted by Marco Polo and his party who were returning.

"Ms. Xiafei, why do you let the commander wear this kind of clothes? It's too old-fashioned!"

Almost the moment he saw his clothes, Marco Polo walked up to him angrily and grabbed his arm:

"You and Mogador are enough for the role of Inquisitor. Let me change the Commander's clothes according to the Sardinian aesthetics!"

After that, before he could even explain, Marco Polo dragged him back to the dormitory in a tough manner.

"Uh... is my aesthetic really that bad?"

Xia Fei stared blankly at the dormitory door closing, then turned back with some embarrassment to look at the three little Sardinian girls and Mogador.

Seeing his four fellow destroyers nodding to him earnestly, Joffre could only put his hands together and pray devoutly:

"In the name of Iris, please forgive me for my sins, Commander..."

"Alright, alright~ There's no need to pray for such a small matter. Let's just look forward to the commander's new clothes."

Mogador patted Xiafei's shoulder and smiled comfortingly.

A few minutes later, when Lin Lan walked out of the dormitory again, his new clothes immediately caught the eyes of several waiting ship girls.

A slim-fit, refreshing shirt and college-style jacket in dark green and white, with a dark red tie on the chest and a brown leather belt for storage around the waist.

When Lin Lan looked at herself in the mirror in the dormitory, she felt that this outfit was first-class in terms of its low-key luxury and convenience.

The fabric of the clothes is very delicate, with a slight element of fluctuation, so the cost must be very high.

"Isn't this the teacher's uniform of the National Paladin Academy of the Teaching Nation? I didn't expect the commander to look so handsome in it!"

The dragoon immediately recognized the origin of the clothes that Marco Polo had changed him into, and said with joy. Not only the dragoon was so moved, but Northwest Wind, Southwest Wind, and Mogador also looked at him with stars in their eyes.

"Well~ That's right, the commander should wear this kind of youthful uniform to look cool and energetic!"

Marco Polo, who was leaning against him, was very satisfied with the surprise on his companions' faces, and explained with a smug smile:

“This is the spare academy uniform that I specially took from Littorio’s closet. It was custom-cut according to the commander’s body data sent by Atago from the home port.

"I heard from Littorio that the teachers at the National Paladin Academy are all top-notch experts, and are highly respected and welcomed in all parts of the Teaching Country... They are much better than those scary-looking Inquisition uniforms!

"If the other companions saw the commander wearing that spooky outfit, they would probably think Halloween had come early!"

At the end, Marco Polo did not forget to stick out his tongue at Joffre and make a playful and cute face.

Lin Lan thought that the clothes that Marco Polo had carefully prepared for him were really good.

It must be said that the Sardinian ship girls are indeed first-class in terms of artistic aesthetics.

"But having said that, Xiafei, please keep the suit for me. Maybe I can change it on the way."

Lin Lan said to Xia Fei in a slightly apologetic tone, and Xia Fei smiled and nodded at him:

"Ok."

The commotion of changing clothes early in the morning passed quickly.

As the group walked towards the cabin, Lin Lan also learned from Xibeifeng's story that they had turned off all the Rubik's Cube devices that maintained the mirror system.

Once they leave this level of the maze, the maze will return to its original state.

"So, this level of the maze is already the deepest level of the South Wind Plain maze?"

When Lin Lan heard this, he asked Xibeifeng curiously.

"Of course not~ Commander, there are three more levels of mazes below this one!"

The one who answered his question was the lively and cheerful little girl named Southwest Wind.

The energetic Southwest Wind took over his sister's line and continued to say to him with a smile:

"We have conquered the three levels of the maze on the way here. Did you know that the final boss of this maze is a super-huge black dragon? Roar, roar, roar!"

The little girl tried her best to act scary, but her cute look made Lin Lan laugh out loud.

"It's a pity that the black dragon only looked scary, but it was not very durable at all. It was killed by a single shot from Sister Andrea's main gun."

But before Southwest Wind could finish describing the wonderful process of clearing the maze, Northwest Wind spoke out the ending of the strategy in a calm tone.

"Wow! Sister, how can you ruin the atmosphere like this! I'm clearly talking about the key point!"

"Don't waste the Commander's time... Besides, didn't we have fried dragon meat for dinner last night? Maybe the Commander has already guessed it."

The conversation between the two loli sisters made Lin Lan's smile freeze.

"Ah? Wait, could it be that the fried steak last night..."

"That's right! That's real dragon meat!"

Marco Polo smiled and told him what the ingredients of last night's feast were:
“Although most of the black dragon’s meat is cursed and poisonous, we specially cut off the edible parts. Eighty percent of the meat last night was dragon meat!
"How about it, Commander? Sardinian dragon meat tastes good, right?"

Lin Lan did not answer Marco Polo directly. Instead, he took a deep breath and looked at Xia Fei and Mogador beside him:
"You all...know that it's dragon meat?"

"The Demon Dragon and the Dragon Heart Royal Court's giant dragons are not the same species, Commander. The Demon Dragon is a type of magical beast that only possesses the instincts of wild beasts. Therefore, the Demon Dragon meat is also the most precious meat in the Teaching Nation."

As if she could see what he was thinking, Xiafei explained it to him calmly.

"Huh...scared me to death."

After hearing what Xia Fei said, Lin Lan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Recalling the tender and delicious dragon meat cooked with Sardinian craftsmanship last night, he gave Marco Polo a thumbs up and highly praised him:

“It seems like you should add new dishes to the Sardinian menu. Dragon meat tastes really good.

"If you really become the Pope in the future, I think you can vigorously develop the dragon animal husbandry."

(End of this chapter)