Azur Lane Mobile Front.

"Since they're all towers anyway, wouldn't it be better to just call them the Tower of Babel?"

"In any case, it was just a mortal's attempt to peek into the authority of the gods..."

It seems that this Sardinian ship also has some disdain for Frederick the Great's plan.

"So, how should I reply?"

"Do as you please, as long as I've looked at it. The rest is up to you."

Compared to the solemn report from the Ironblood faction, Marco Polo's attitude was much more casual.

So casually, in fact, that even Count Cavour, Marco Polo's squire, felt it was somewhat inappropriate.

"...I see."

"By the way, Count Cavour, are you familiar with the 'Aurora Wall'?"

In the blink of an eye, Marco Polo steered the conversation to something completely unrelated to what had happened before.

"That...it must be one of the experimental weapons from the Iris Church, right?"

"That's right! If that thing could be truly completed, it would absolutely be a perfect sacred artifact!"

Marco Polo suddenly developed a strong interest in the Aurora Wall.

"However, according to intelligence, when the Vichy Church was testing this in Mozambique, it was destroyed from the front by Joan of Arc, who had new ship equipment."

"It's alright, it's just that the maintenance of the Holy See is not yet complete. If it were in my hands, the Aurora Wall could definitely become the perfect device for building the Eternal City."

Marco Polo didn't seem to care about what had happened before; she simply waved her hand casually.

"However, after the last incident, the sanctuary where the Aurora Wall was stored no longer exists."

Count Cavour continued to pour cold water on the somewhat erratic Marco Polo.

"Since it's a weapon, there must be blueprints, right?"

"Whether you ask the Papacy or the Iron Blood, why not just ask for it directly!"

"I'll include it in my future plans..."

Seeing that there was no way to get past the Marco Polo issue, Count Cavour could only sigh and agree.

"By the way, how's the matter I asked you to investigate going?"

Seeing that Count Cavour had accepted the matter concerning the Aurora Wall, Marco Polo brought up another matter that interested her even more—the Holy See Crown of the Iris Church.

It must be said that Marco Polo truly loved the Iris Church deeply.

"Reliable intelligence indicates that the Holy See Crown underwent an incident during the days of the dissolution and reorganization of the Vatican, and its whereabouts remain unknown to this day."

"Unknown whereabouts? That's hardly reliable intelligence..."

"Such an important sacred relic, and such ambiguous information..."

“Count Cavour, what do you think of me taking the throne?”

Marco Polo never concealed his ambition from his servants.

"Alas... Lord Marco Polo, Lord Veneto's instructions are that restoring order to Romulus is the primary task."

"Hehe, I was just offering a suggestion."

Marco Polo seemed to have no interest in his own faction's flagship.

"However, if we don't hurry, that cardinal will beat us to it!"

"After all, that's something you could sell yourself for a good price..."

When Richelieu was mentioned, Marco Polo's face showed even more mockery.

If she still had some reservations about the iron-fisted Frederick the Great, she completely disregarded Richelieu, simply watching the spectacle unfold.

After Count Cavour left, Marco Polo casually flipped through the documents on the table.

"The Imperial Army hasn't even made a single statement about such a big move by the Ironblood."

"Is royalty still royalty after all...?"

"However, none of this matters to me."

"The iron-blooded actions did attract my attention quite a bit."

"But...the intelligence from the Eastern Empire...hiss...is still too scarce..."

"It seems I'll have to wait a while longer... God, what do you think?"

In the empty room, Marco Polo seemed to be talking to himself.

However, as she finished speaking, an unusual phantom seemed to appear behind her.

...

Donghuang, within the port area.

They probably really wanted to go to a hot spring, because the Shoukaku sisters practically dragged Shimakaze back from Ironblood at full speed.

Upon arriving at the port area, he stuffed a large bag of things into Rob's arms.

"This was given to you by Frederick the Great, the Ironblood..."

The thought of Frederick the Great made Zuikaku unconsciously shrink back.

That dark-type ship, which always exudes a maternal glow, is definitely not as friendly and tolerant as it appears.

Rob handed the large pile of things to Belfast behind him and pressed down on Shimakaze's head.

"You can run pretty fast..."

"Um... Commander..."

With both ears drooping down, Shimakaze probably knew he had indeed caused a lot of trouble. He lowered his head and quietly waited for Robo's reprimand.

"Shimakaze, you have to admit, you really don't know the way. Don't be so confident in the future."

Just now, Zuikaku had told Rob that when Shimakaze returned, she wanted to bring the Shoukaku sisters back herself—because she was faster.

"Hmm...but...Shimakaze really doesn't think he'll get lost..."

As a true directionally challenged person, she never admits to being lost, and that's precisely her persistence.

"Be good, listen to me, this is an order."

"Well..."

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Chapter 341: A Blood-Soaked Gift

Since we've decided to go out and have fun, we still need to take care of the important things at hand first.

When Zuikaku and the others brought Shimakaze back from the Ironblood, they also brought some things with them.

In addition to a detailed report, there were design drawings and a communication channel.

"Child, this is a gift of thanks."

A line of neat handwriting was written in the corner of the design drawing.

"Well, this must be the work of Frederick the Great."

Among all the people Rob knows, besides his classmates from his previous life, only Frederick the Great spoke in such an authoritative tone, as if they were from a generation older.

Compared to the report sent to Marco Polo in Sardinia, the one Rob received was much more detailed.

The entire process, from the activation of the Tower of Midgard at the start of the operation to the energy fluctuations and reactions after traversing the world, including whether participants would fall into a coma, is documented in detail.

There are even quite detailed records about the two meta ships.

"Has Ironblood really gone this far?"

While flipping through the report, Rob picked up the design drawings.

This design is far more complex than the report.

The dense data on the screen made Luo dizzy at first glance.

“Traveling between worlds... I remember, the Embers often did that.”

After putting down the design drawings, Rob continued to review the report.

"So, although we don't know how the Ironbloods did it, they have indeed mastered the technology to create artificial singularities?"

Thinking about this gave Rob a headache.

Singularities, besides serving as "gates" connecting different worlds, have another characteristic—when they explode, they cause an extremely loud commotion.

"So, this blueprint..."

As he spoke, Rob looked again at the thick stack of things on his desk that resembled a dictionary.

"Is this the design blueprint for this artificial singularity?"

"Heh, that's interesting. Don't you think so, Belfast?"

Ironblood presented such a "generous gift" to them, which was undoubtedly both a gesture of goodwill and a prepayment for the next transaction.

As for why Frederick the Great was so confident that Robb would accept the deal, we'll only know once the two sides have a formal discussion.

"Although this is amazing, I'm on vacation right now."

So, goodbye!

He casually tossed the report aside, instructed the head maid to put it away, and then Robb immediately began to play.

A few days after Rob decided to go on a "vacation" in Sakura Empire, the group set off in a grand procession.

For Rob, all the preparations were completely unnecessary.

After all, when you go out to play, and someone else provides food and lodging, and you can ask for anything you need, there really isn't much to prepare.

However, the situation is different for the Sakura Empire.

Putting aside everything else, choosing a vacation spot for Mr. Luo and the subsequent series of tasks all take time.

However, ever since they received the news from the Eastern Empire, Mikasa and Nagato have been having a headache.

Despite having a mission to perform, Taihou refused to go out and carry it out, and the entire ship remained in a state of frenzy.

The Sakura Empire, already short-handed, became even more strained in its defense due to the "strike" of one of its capital ships.

"Fortunately, those children are still reliable."

"However, let them come back first..."

Inside the office, Daisenbei, wearing reading glasses, was arranging various affairs for Chongying.

Because the nominal supreme commander and fleet flagship are both absentee managers, Mikasa has been forced to "re-hire" for quite some time.

"Although I don't know why, the Commander still seems to like these kids quite a bit..."

At this moment, in front of Mikasa was the information on Yukikaze and the others.

...

The Gamma once again carried Rob to the port of Sakura Empire.

Unlike last time, this time, Robo was not greeted by Sakura Empire's anti-aircraft fire, but by a warm welcome ceremony.

Looking out the window at all this, Rob felt that the scene was somewhat comical.

After reaching the shore, Rob and his group prepared to disembark.

"Let's go, Shinano."

Although Rob really came here for a vacation this time.

However, once it reaches a certain point, a person's every move will attract everyone's attention.

Even if it's just for the sake of the Sakura Empire, Robo still has to act as if he's closer to Shinano.

So, when the hatch opened, the first person to step out was Robo, who was holding hands with Shinano.

Seeing this, Mikasa, who had come to greet her, also showed a satisfied smile.

What follows is naturally a series of lengthy and tedious details.

It's clear that Shinano really doesn't have much interest in these things.