Azur Lane Mobile Front.

As a warship, it should indeed unleash its firepower to the fullest on the battlefield.

Instead of sitting in an office dealing with such complicated matters.

However, the commander went to Richelieu as soon as he arrived, which forced Nagato to postpone her thanks.

After all, she knew what Richelieu looked like.

As a girl herself, she naturally felt quite sorry for that cardinal.

But... what did she just see?

The cardinal, who had just looked utterly exhausted, suddenly rushed up and hugged the commander.

He...they...they were even fighting there with their tongues?

"Truly...truly shameless!"

Deeply shocked, Nagato knew it wouldn't work, but he still unconsciously raised his hand and covered his eyes.

...

After a long while, their emotions were initially released, and the two parted ways.

However, feelings that have already been expressed are not so easily ended.

A scene of lingering affection is unfolding between their lips.

Perhaps nourished in some way, Richelieu's lips regained some moisture compared to their previous dryness.

Richelieu's arms were still wrapped around Rob's neck.

An unusual blush rose on her face.

Its slightly open mouth was exhaling a somewhat hot breath.

Luo Bo said he was all too familiar with this look.

Every time I see Taifeng, she acts like this.

Of course, Dafeng's symptoms were much more severe than Richelieu's current symptoms.

Should I say she's amazing?

"Commander, you seem quite skilled at this?"

A slightly mischievous smile appeared on Richelieu's lips.

"Am I exceptionally talented?"

Rob would never say that it was because he had practiced enough.

After all, there are cases of people turning into yanderes when they love to the extreme, and he dared not gamble that Richelieu would be like that.

"You're so glib!"

Richelieu spat slightly at Robb, then leaned his head closer again.

The meaning was clear: she wanted to continue.

Fortunately, Rob was still relatively sober at this moment.

He did not lose his mind because of Richelieu's appearance.

This place was just a battlefield a moment ago.

Also, Nagato is most likely still keeping an eye on this place.

She's still a child!

So Rob turned his head and embraced Richelieu.

"Calm down. We should go back."

"..."

"Besides, Nagato is still watching us."

As soon as Rob finished speaking, "whoosh."

The bishop blushed.

"Huh?!"

Well, judging from her reaction, it's clear that this somewhat agitated bishop hadn't considered this possibility.

...

"Is it... over?"

Inside the room, curled up on the bed, Nagato covered his face with a cup and looked at the image of Rob and Richelieu separating in his mind, muttering to himself.

These things were ultimately a bit too stimulating for her.

Chapter 437: Rob: Pack it all up!

With the destruction of the Builders' core data tower, this battle for the survival of the world has finally come to a satisfactory conclusion.

All the problems seemed to be solved, but in reality, none of them were solved.

Because of Richelieu's actions, the small world that originally belonged to the Builders was completely pulled into this world.

That area of ​​water that originally belonged to the Sirens now overlaps with Scapa Flow and its surrounding waters.

Now, here, a situation remarkably similar to that of the Mirror Sea has arisen.

If you use a certain method to step into this sea, you may enter two completely different worlds.

Everyone can see that this sea area now has considerable research and strategic value.

If you really can't tell, look at Queen Elizabeth's mouth, it's so wide it almost reaches her ears, you can tell too.

The royal family received a huge windfall.

Compared to this, the damage to the coastline caused by the Sirens' attacks is negligible.

However, due to the reasons on the Ironblood side, neither the White Eagle nor the Northern Union seem to be on good terms in public.

After all, it's obvious that the Royal Family has some kind of cooperation with the Iron Blood.

From the perspective of Azur Lane headquarters, this was undoubtedly an act of treason.

It seems that the little queen of the royal family will have to give up some benefits in order to get a piece of this pie.

Then there's the White Eagles; without a doubt, they are the complete losers this time.

On this battlefield, no victories were achieved, and their own homeland suffered heavy losses under the Sirens' attack because many ships had been deployed.

This was quite embarrassing for them, who considered themselves to be in the world's top tier.

On the very night the company's battle report was sent back, these men held a series of meetings.

Many experiments that had been suppressed before were approved this time.

In particular, the research on the suspicious girl who was salvaged earlier, who resembled a ship, received strong support.

As for the consequences of these actions, some high-ranking officials are not considering them at all.

On the Northern Union side, their problems aren't too significant.

The main problem is that they are currently surrounded by Rob.

Because they still owed Robb a lot of money for military purchases, Soviet Russia always felt somewhat inferior when facing Robb.

After all, Robb did give the Northern Union a fairly friendly price.

But if you don't have money, you don't have money.

Unable to repay the debt, she, who had a bit of pride, naturally felt somewhat embarrassed.

Fortunately, she could still shift the blame to her sister—the Soviet Union.

Therefore, when the Northern Combined Fleet returned to its homeland, it did so with Rob's demand for payment.

...

The Sirens' affair has come to an end, but the conflicts between the various factions are only just beginning.

On the Ironblood side, having witnessed Richelieu's performance and Rob's increasingly formidable fighting prowess, they were forced to change their strategy once again.

The royal family, anticipating the Iris's restoration, also began a series of preparations.

A powerful iris is not something they want to see.

Everything needs to be put on the table and discussed properly.

The time and place were set for the Sardinian Empire Expo, which was to be held shortly thereafter.

(Sardin: ???)

Vichy Vatican, Toulon.

On the way back, at Richelieu's insistence, Robb chose to make a short stop in Toulon.

This burning port was previously called Toulon Port.

However, it may no longer be able to live up to that name.

Everything in sight was a scene of ruins.

The smoke of battle still lingered, obscuring the sky and casting a gloomy shadow over this devastated land.

Whether in the port or in the city, everything is now eerily quiet.

Neither the Vichy ships nor the people were to be seen.

"Jean Barthes? Dunkirk? Are you there?"

Richelieu anxiously shuttled between various places.

She was searching for those familiar faces.

Finally, after many twists and turns, in a relatively intact corner, Richelieu saw Jean Bart, covered in wounds and fast asleep.

Around her, Vichy ships lay scattered on the ground.

There isn't even a basic hospital bed here.

Gascoigne, the project ship completed with the participation of Ironblood, is currently trying to call out to the injured.

However, it was clear that she didn't know what to do.

Then, a rare hint of panic appeared on her face.

"!!!"

Richelieu and Rob Enterprises, who had come with him, were stunned by what they saw.

These conditions are far too harsh.

Even for ships, it would be too difficult for them to recover from injuries under these conditions.

Without a word, Richelieu bypassed Gascoigne and rushed over to embrace Jean Bart, who was lying on the ground.

In Robb's view, it was a miracle that the Vichy Vatican's flagship hadn't sunk in its current state.

"Question: Do humans have sufficient facilities to repair their ship equipment?"

Gascoigne glanced at Richelieu, whose face was full of grief, then turned to look at Rob.

It seems that in her mind, seeking help from Rob is more useful than seeking help from Richelieu.

Rob looked gravely at the ships lying scattered on the ground.

As for repairs, there's definitely nothing he can do.

After all, given the condition of these ships, repairing them is much more troublesome than building a new one.

Moreover, the shipyards in Donghuang probably don't even have the capability to support him doing this.

"Even if I could, I couldn't take a shipyard to the battlefield."

"I suggest you contact Ironblood instead."

Rob shook his head, indicating that there was nothing he could do about the situation.

"No, we cannot contact Ironblood at the moment."

"Huh?"