Azur Lane Mobile Front.

Although Tirpitz's voice was somewhat distorted, the information was still transmitted clearly.

As soon as she finished speaking, the window displaying her profile picture went dark.

"Isn't their attention on us at all...?"

After listening to Tirpitz's report, Frederick the Great's smile widened even more.

The Sirens, as an ally, have done an incredibly good job of attracting attention from all sides at this crucial moment.

"After the arbitration body appeared in the Bermuda Triangle, there has been no further news about it."

As soon as Tirpitz finished speaking, U-47's voice took over, continuing the report.

"There are still three areas where the survey has not been completed, and the remaining 30% of supplies should be replenished without any problems."

"U-47's report is complete."

Frederick the Great listened quietly to U-47's brief report without uttering a sound.

Not all reports require communication.

“The components of the ‘Tower of Midgard’ have been secretly delivered to the designated location.”

This time, the image that lit up was that of Peter Strasser, who had met Shoukaku and Zuikaku once before.

The 'Midgard Tower' she mentioned is the key to this Ironblood Operation.

Chapter 320: The Iron-Blooded Mothership

"The plan can begin at any time, awaiting your instructions."

Because he was entrusted with an important mission, Peter Strasser's report was much more detailed than those of his predecessors.

Frederick the Great listened attentively, occasionally asking questions about the details.

The conversation between the two lasted for some time before it came to an end.

"I understand. Let's begin the assembly. Then, we'll wait for the next instructions."

Frederick the Great sat upright at his desk, where all the intelligence was compiled.

She was like a mastermind controlling everything behind the scenes, meticulously carrying out her plan step by step.

Although Frederick the Great did not specify what the next step should be, Peter Strasser followed her instructions without any questions.

They trusted Frederick the Great forever.

"Oh my, is it finally my turn?"

A slightly flippant voice came from behind, and it was clear that the owner of the voice was somewhat dazed.

This one is, of course, Prince Eugen, who had met Robb before.

Unlike other avatars that only light up when reporting, Eugen's avatar has been constantly lit up since just now.

In other words, Eugen also learned the information that Frederick the Great had just learned.

Frederick the Great seemed unsurprised by Prince Eugen's apparent state of being intoxicated.

She paid no attention to Prince Eugen's current situation; after all, she knew that the Grand Cruiser would not let alcohol cloud his judgment.

"Hmm... that commander's new ship equipment is indeed impeccable in terms of performance."

Although thanks to Robo's deliberate concealment, Prinz Eugen only saw one Ferocious Bird and a few mobile suits from the Cleveland squad.

However, Prince Eugen was still deeply impressed by Shigure's Black Hole Cannon and the speed that these ships unleashed at the last moment.

"This kind of performance superiority can only be truly appreciated by experiencing it firsthand."

At this point, Prince Eugen changed the subject.

"However, this so-called new ship equipment seems to have obvious defects in stability."

Compared to Shigure's Black Hole Cannon, it was her final berserk self-destruction that left the deepest impression on Prince Eugen.

Even now, traces of gravitational disturbances still remain in the sea area around Dragon Palace.

"Is that so..."

After listening to Prince Eugene's account, Frederick the Great's handsome, delicate eyebrows furrowed.

"It seems that the child's condition isn't as good as we initially thought..."

Upon hearing this, Prince Eugen felt a sharp pain in the bridge even through the communicator.

This ruthless ruler is perfect in every way.

Whether in terms of strategic planning, on-the-spot command, or even its own combat capabilities, it is second to none.

However, there is only one thing: it seems that maternal instincts are excessive.

She seems to stubbornly refer to many of Ironblood's ships as "children," and now she's even gone so far as to call the Eastern Emperor commander, whom she's never met, the same person.

At that moment, Prince Eugen looked at Rob and really wanted to ask, "What do you think about our Ironblood ship that's been eyeing your mother?"

"In that case, we will not invite him for this project for the time being."

"There couldn't be any more uncertainties."

"Yes, yes, you're right~"

Compared to the other ships, Prince Eugen's attitude towards Frederick the Great was much more casual.

After the communication ended, a rare shadow fell across Frederick the Great's face.

Due to the instability of the experiment, Ironblood was unable to bring Donghuang back immediately, which introduced new variables into the subsequent operations.

The original plan needs to be rearranged.

The gloom on Frederick the Great's face vanished in an instant, and a confident smile returned to her once more.

Next, the two windows that lit up on the screen did not display a ship's image as before.

It seems that the person across the window has deliberately concealed their appearance for some reason.

However, instead, the icons of the two camps lit up.

These two factions are actually the Royal Army and the Northern Alliance, who are currently at war with the Ironblood.

In a corner unknown to everyone, this ruthless controller extended his reach further than anyone imagined.

After a brief exchange, the last window lit up.

What appeared was a ship that had never been seen before.

From the image, it can be seen that this is a ship with long, blue hair and wearing a tall, religious-style hat.

The beauty mark at the corner of her eye added a touch of allure to her appearance.

However, the next second, as soon as she opened her cherry-like mouth, the strange tip of her tongue, which trembled slightly as she spoke, sent a chill down one's spine.

Those were forked tongues that should only appear on snakes.

"Hey, Frederick, I've arrived! Thank you so much for inviting me to join you on this day of great achievements!"

The moment the ship spoke, Frederick the Great unconsciously frowned.

However, Frederick the Great's expression quickly returned to normal, and the other party had no way of noticing her change.

"Lord Marco Polo...was your contact time a little earlier than scheduled?"

Ignoring the other party's polite words, Frederick the Great immediately offered a small remark on the other party's tardiness.

"Huh? Is that so? I didn't pay much attention. I've been too busy lately, so it's probably a bit inaccurate."

The ship whose very name could send Luo, far away in the Eastern Empire, into a frenzy of blood pressure spike, seemed to treat Frederick the Great with utter indifference.

Unlike Prince Eugen's casualness, Marco Polo's casualness seemed to reflect a certain disdain for Frederick the Great.

"Judging from your reaction, I guess I'm too early?"

"That's right, it's a bit early. And this channel is probably for emergency communication."

Frederick the Great rested his chin on his hands, his dark golden eyes gleaming as if he were deep in thought.

"Oh, it really is! Did I disturb you?"

Although Marco Polo's words seemed to suggest that she had made an unintentional mistake, one could tell from her tone that she had done it on purpose.

She didn't even try to hide her intentions.

No, not at all.

Frederick the Great's face remained unchanged, as always.

In her opinion, Marco Polo's little trick was rather unsightly.

"Oh, that's good. But I have something to do later, so I won't be watching it live. Just remember to send me the report later."

Marco Polo's attitude was absolutely appalling, as if he were speaking to his subordinates.

However, Frederick the Great showed no sign of anger and completely ignored Marco Polo's clumsy performance.

"Don't you want to witness firsthand what you're involved in?"

"Hmm... it's really not that big of a deal. I'm more concerned about the position of the Holy See. If you have any information on that, just let me know as soon as possible."

Marco Polo suddenly mentioned something Robb had learned from Belfast—the Holy See.

It seems this ship is eyeing the Iris Theocracy.

"Then I wish you good luck, my staunch Sardinian ally, and His Holiness the indisputable Holy See, Marco Polo."

As soon as Frederick the Great finished speaking, an extremely satisfied smile appeared on Marco Polo's face.

It seems that the words "undeniable Holy Throne" are quite to her liking.

As the last window went out, the room returned to its usual dimness.

"We've finally reached this point..."

Chapter 321: Bai Long's Room - Strong

"So, this rabbit doesn't need to stop eating dinner?"

Because of concerns about the weather around Shimakaze, Rob had Belfast bring his dinner to his office.

In the short time it has been since afternoon, Shimakaze has left the Antarctic continent, circled the southernmost tip of South America, and headed towards the Atlantic Ocean.

"I have to say, she is indeed quite fast."

"At this rate, Master, perhaps we can request some support from His Majesty ahead of time."

The "Your Majesty" that Belfast was referring to was none other than the young Queen of the Royal Family.

However, it's clear that Robb doesn't want the royals to get involved.

Besides, can you guarantee that this rabbit won't turn around halfway?

"There is no need for that at the moment. Shimakaze's safety will definitely not be a problem."

Unlike other ships, Shimakaze carries an "old man" with her.

If the wind from the island were to be strong enough, Robo would have to worry about whether the Earth would explode.

"Here's what we'll do, Belfast. You stay here and keep an eye on things. Once the shimakaze stops, immediately try to get in touch with her."

"I'll go check on Bai Long first."

Seeing that the rabbit showed no sign of stopping, Rob had no choice but to stand up and go take care of other things.

Although Rob did not eat in the dining hall today, the head maid still told him about what happened there.

Hakuryu, who hasn't been in the port area for long, didn't come for dinner tonight.

"Yes, my master."

Upon hearing the head maid's response, Rob staggered out of the office—his legs were a little numb from sitting for too long.

It took Rob some effort to find Bai Long's room.

Because of the port area expansion, Rob reserved a considerable number of dormitories in preparation for the future.

This has resulted in many rooms being vacant and unused.

Bai Long deliberately chose a rather secluded corner for her room; in fact, she was the only resident on that floor.

"Sigh, this is a troublesome person too..."