Azur Lane Mobile Front.

"So, the Vichy Vatican still holds such a 'treasure'?"

Rob was speechless; life is full of surprises.

I wonder if the royal family will still be able to sleep soundly after they find out that the Vichy Papacy, which is always eager to expose its secrets, has such a thing in its possession.

"Moreover, no one knows exactly how far Ironblood has progressed in this area of ​​research."

"If the Vatican and the Ironblood cooperate, it's possible that the secret weapon could actually be successfully developed."

Seeing Rob's helpless expression, Richelieu added insult to injury.

"Okay, I understand. What are you going to do?"

Now that the problem has arisen, all that needs to be done is to find a solution.

"I plan to go back to Europe."

"The Vichy Church, even now under iron-fisted rule, remains my ally."

"I believe that as long as I am sincere enough, I can move them."

"If all else fails, I'm willing to use force to show them my resolve."

Robb stared at the naive yet pragmatic cardinal before him, remaining silent for a long time.

Even now, she still considers herself and the members of the Vichy Church to be one family.

She also clearly understood that the only way to bring the two sides back together might be through force.

"Commander, please help me."

"Of course, if you really can't get away, please let me go back to Europe by myself."

Faced with Richelieu's request, Rob said, both amused and annoyed, "What, are you trying to force me to make a decision? Do I look like the kind of person who would let you go back alone?"

Richelieu blushed slightly when his little scheme was exposed, which looked quite cute.

Chapter 210: Angel

"Alright, stop standing there, let's discuss this and see how to handle it."

Seeing the cardinal sitting on the sofa, constantly tapping his two index fingers together, Rob was completely at a loss.

This cardinal has gone awry. She was such a lovely girl when she first arrived. I wonder who corrupted her.

"Yes, Commander!"

Once Robb had brought her to her senses, Richelieu immediately stopped her cutesy antics and turned serious, preparing to get down to business.

"First, here!"

As he spoke, Richelieu pointed to a port in northern Africa.

Robb followed Richelieu's finger and discovered that it was an overseas base of the former Iris Church.

"Dakar?"

"Yes, Dakar!"

"There is still a group of soldiers here who have not sided with either side. I want to try and win them over."

"Should we try?"

Rob rubbed his chin, his mind still racing.

The fact that this group of troops has not yet chosen a team indicates that they are indeed biased towards the Free Iris faction.

After all, judging from the current situation, the Vichy Church is much stronger than the Free Iris.

However, the fact that they did not directly choose to join Free Iris suggests that they still had some reservations.

To get them to join, there needs to be something to overcome their reservations.

A strong and powerful fist is naturally the best choice.

However, the Iris Theocracy, a faction where everyone is religious, is somewhat eccentric. What if their fists don't work?

Thinking of this, Rob suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"Richeliu, in your Iris Kingdom, is the entire nation religious?"

"That's about right. I did a survey before, and about 80% of the people are believers in the Lord."

"Then tell me, do angels work where you are?"

"???"

Joan of Arc was completely bewildered when Robb and Richelieu dragged her over.

Seeing the expectant looks on the faces of her commander and the faction's flagship, this self-disciplined saintess was truly puzzled.

To be honest, Rob is one thing; she's been in the port for so long that she's long been used to her commander's intermittent erratic behavior.

However, she found it unacceptable that Cardinal Richelieu was also like this.

"Ahem~ It's like this, Joan of Arc, there's something I'd like to ask you."

"What, Commander, you said that?"

"So, the angels in your area, are they the kind with big white wings on their backs?"

Upon hearing this, Joan of Arc gave a wry smile. Sure enough, her commander had started again.

"Angels do have wings on their backs, but the image you have in mind, Commander, has been modified later."

"It may be disrespectful to say this, but true angels are not something beautiful."

"It's alright, it doesn't matter. Just tell me, in the current understanding of the people of the Iris Theocracy, is the angel similar to the one I'm thinking of?"

Seeing that Joan of Arc was about to give him a lesson, Rob quickly interrupted her.

"That's true. Rather, that's how angels are depicted in churches these days."

"Then there's no problem!"

Upon hearing this, Rob clapped his hands and then patted Joan of Arc on the shoulder.

"Come on, Miss Joan of Arc, release your mecha, let's upgrade it."

...

Watching Joan of Arc soar through the sky with her snow-white wings fluttering behind her, Rob and Richelieu couldn't help but marvel at how stunning she looked. It was no wonder Rob had invested all his remaining experience points into her.

"To be honest, the only thing that makes the Wing Zero stand out is that it doesn't have a halo above its head. Otherwise, even a real angel would be confused by Joan of Arc's appearance."

"Commander, I think we are much more confident in persuading the garrison at Dakar."

Beside Rob, Richelieu, who was also looking up at the "angel lady" in the sky, had a relaxed expression on his face.

Sure enough, my own commander always manages to surprise me.

However, it can sometimes cause the following problems.

Looking at Rob's face, which seemed to be filled with joy as if he had discovered a new toy, Richelieu thought of the rumors that were circulating wildly among the various factions, and a blush crept onto his face.

After circling in the sky for a long time, Joan of Arc finally landed back on the ground.

Compared to before, besides the eye-catching large wings on her back, the spherical device on Joan of Arc's chest is equally noteworthy.

Rob, in particular, who knew what it was, paid even more attention to it.

"Joan of Arc, there are some things I must make clear to you now."

"this."

As he spoke, Rob pointed to the spherical object on Joan of Arc's chest.

"Zero System, the core component of this machine."

"It will fully analyze the battlefield situation and then transmit the method of victory directly to your mind."

"Huh? Isn't that amazing?"

Richelieu immediately became interested upon hearing this; it sounded quite impressive.

"But all it predicts is victory."

"As for your situation, or rather, the situation of your companion, none of that is within its scope of consideration."

"At the same time, it will not only give you hints of victory, but also motivate you in return."

"If your will is not strong enough, you may lose your mind directly."

"And if there is really no other way at that time, I will order you to be shot down."

Seeing Rob's serious expression, Joan of Arc gently brushed her hand over the Zero System observation device on her chest.

"If one day I truly lose my will as a soldier, Commander, order me to be shot down."

"My sword can never be pointed at my comrades."

"However, Commander, it's quite impolite to put your hand on a girl's chest~"

Joan of Arc probably felt the atmosphere was too heavy, so she made a half-joking remark that eased the tension considerably.

"Ahem~ Um, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding~"

Rob, who hurriedly withdrew his hand, couldn't help but blush deeply.

"So, why did the Commander choose this time to upgrade me?"

"Aren't there still many of our companions in Donghuang who haven't changed their clothes yet?"

Upon hearing Joan of Arc mention it, Robb and Richelieu explained the current situation to her in detail once again.

"Is that so?"

After her account, Joan of Arc fell into deep thought.

This return to Europe will likely involve a confrontation with the Vichy Church.

And they were all his former comrades-in-arms.

“In that case, Commander, I have a suggestion.”

After thinking for a while, Joan of Arc looked at Rob with a solemn expression.

"You said."

"Commander, please do not bring Ms. Belfast and Miss Unicorn along on this mission."

"Please keep the situation with the Royal Navy confidential as much as possible, Commander."

“Once it involves royal matters, the Vichy Vatican will likely have a very difficult time dealing with it.”

Chapter 211: Arrangements Before Departure

Since the trip to Africa was now inevitable, Rob had to figure out how to arrange things there.

Actually, if Richelieu hadn't mentioned that the secret weapon sounded so terrifying, Rob would really not have wanted to leave for overseas at this time.

He now has to handle not only the takeover of Sakura Empire and the Royal Navy's ship equipment upgrade plan, but also the expansion of his own port.

These things all require a lot of effort.

So, the next morning, Rob's office was bustling with people.

Rob summoned almost all the ships in the port to handle various tasks.

“Cleveland, you’ve just arrived, but you’re more familiar with the defense of the coastline.”

"Therefore, the defense of the Eastern Huang coastline will be left to you during this period."

To be honest, Rob felt quite embarrassed facing the sea knights who came from the White Eagle.

After all, the promised benefits for recruiting them haven't been fulfilled yet, which makes Rob feel quite sorry for these cheerful light cruisers.

"Don't worry, Commander. We're very familiar with this."

Cleveland, who was in charge, laughed heartily, as if he didn't take these things to heart at all.

Helena, who came with them, looked at Cleveland with a hint of worry in her eyes.

...

After seeing off the group of sea knights, Rob said to St. Louis, "Miss St. Louis, here is an overview of the economic situation on the Sakura Empire side."

"I hope you can take a good look."