"Richelieu, how did you get the ring?"
Gently tucking her long hair behind her ear, Veneto, a Loli, appeared unusually mature in her every move.
For the Italian Mafia's Big Sister, not only did she have no romantic feelings for Chuyang, but even if Chuyang raised her affection level to the maximum and actively presented her with a ring, Veneto would still refuse.
There was no other reason; it was simply because her own development felt like a Mariana Trench separating her from the Admiral, constraining everything tightly.
Although on the surface it seemed that Veneto didn't care about her height, she wouldn't shout out like Andrea Doria when mistaken for the strongest battleship, demanding to blow the other party away. In fact, to some extent, she had grown accustomed to being mistaken for a Destroyer elementary school student and displayed an indifferent demeanor.
But who could know that if given the chance, Veneto would wish to have a figure as explosive as the Prince of Wales? Settling for less, even a figure like Kayo or Aviere would suffice. Yet all her efforts were in vain.
It is well known that over time and through continuous battles, Fleet Girls experience growth in various attributes. When this growth reaches a certain critical point, a qualitative change occurs—what is referred to as remodeling in games and growth in this world.
For many Fleet Girls, after experiencing growth, not only does their strength significantly increase, but their appearance also undergoes considerable changes. For example, a German Destroyer transforms from an elementary school student into a young girl, or Helena seemingly becomes more voluptuous after remodeling. In summary, many Fleet Girls become more mature after growth; however, for Veneto—well! It's just tears.
Back when she was at the Naval Base, it was another story. She was directly cast into cold storage by the Admiral and missed out on deployment opportunities, so her training level remained low and failed to meet the growth standards.
However, after leaving the Naval Base due to Prince of Wales's influence, she and her fellow Italy Lolis accompanied their big brother to many places initially. They encountered numerous Deep Sea Shipgirls in the ocean, allowing everyone's training levels to improve differently. Her training level even reached the critical point for growth; with just the right opportunity, she could undergo this qualitative transformation.
And this opportunity had already appeared with Bismarck's arrival.
Indeed, due to her feelings, Veneto does not care much about Chuyang, but after all, the latter is her Admiral. So even if she inferred from various circumstances that the Admiral might have met with misfortune, there was still a glimmer of hope in Veneto's heart that the Admiral was alive in this world. However, the arrival of Bismarck was like the last straw that broke the camel's back; it not only dealt a heavy blow to Prince of Wales but also extinguished the last thought in Veneto's mind that the Admiral was still alive.
To put it simply, whether it was she or Prince of Wales, neither could be as resolute as Bismarck regarding the Admiral's survival. They did not possess the unwavering belief that Bismarck had. Therefore, after Bismarck revealed what she had seen and heard before, Veneto completely sentenced the Admiral to death. Because of this, her previously calm state of mind experienced a ripple, providing her with an opportunity for growth.
Unlike the transformation of Fleet Girls in the game that requires ship cores, this is the real world where such mystical things do not exist. Thus, the growth of Fleet Girls only requires sufficient training and reaching certain conditions mentally to naturally complete their transformation.
Unfortunately, for Veneto, growth only further enhanced her strength and granted her a new Italian Cannon with a firepower of 27 points from a triple 381mm caliber. Externally, however, there was still no change in her physique; she remained at a mere one meter three in a second-rate disabled state.
Of course, in this three-dimensional world, Fleet Girls can change their external physique through more than just growth. As their psychological age matures, it can also lead to changes in appearance, like Elder Sister version of Destroyer Fubuki from Rongcheng Naval Academy.
But...
Veneto knows herself all too well. To put it bluntly, in the previous Naval Base, aside from that eternally seventeen-year-old Warspite old lady, whether it was Lexington as a married woman or Prince of Wales as one of the English Blow Four Boats' leaders or Bismarck with her rigid and unyielding personality—none of them were psychologically more mature than Veneto. Yet their physical development in dreams had not arrived. After such a long time, Veneto no longer hoped to become a mature Elder Sister with a hot figure.
However, this is also good; there are not too many Fleet Girls at Naval Base who harbor such fantasies about the Admiral. Having one more or one less does not make much difference. She occupies an advantage in physique and never has to worry about being affected by invisible smoke. This allows her to calm down and wholeheartedly strategize for the future development of Naval Base. Replacing Lexington and taking on the role of Secretary Ship is not an impossible task.
Therefore, rings and such are truly unnecessary for Veneto—at least until her physique transcends the realm of loli. The reason she asked this question was merely out of curiosity.
"You mean this?"
Richelieu shook the ring on her left hand's ring finger. A slight hint of satisfaction and sorrow flashed across her somewhat cold expression, which was hard for others to notice.
She took pride in easily obtaining the ring after meeting the Admiral for the first time but felt sorrowful about it as well.
For Richelieu, who had romantic fantasies, she had imagined countless scenarios of Admiral proposing to her.
In front of the solemn church, under the auspices of the Pope of the Holy Roman Church, and in the presence of numerous clergy, she stood bathed in sunlight, wearing a pure white gown. Her fiancé, Chuyang, dressed as a paladin, rode a tall white steed, slowly approaching her amidst the gaze of countless ordinary citizens lining the streets. He dismounted, knelt on one knee, and kissed the back of her hand...
Or perhaps it would be like this: cursed by a demon, she lay in eternal slumber within a beautiful Crystal Castle. Meanwhile, Prince Chuyang, with the assistance of seven dwarven warriors, faced countless trials and ultimately defeated the Golden Twelve Houses Demon that had cursed her...
In any case, the proposal should be as romantic as possible; she didn’t want more people to know that the origin of this ring was somewhat questionable.
Richelieu unconsciously furrowed her brow; she truly didn’t know how to respond to Veneto’s question.
Just then, the Prince of Wales, who had been gazing out at the distant sea from his seat by the window, turned his attention toward her.
If I had known it would come to this, I should have left with Admiral and Carmicia earlier.
Richelieu's face was filled with conflict...
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