Azur Lane Mobile Front.

Noticing Robo's gaze, the unicorn yawned and nodded.

"The unicorn has a solution!"

"However, both Miss Saratoga and her brother need to pay a price~"

"Yes, my brother told the unicorn before that favors that are too cheap can make people greedy!"

To make his words more convincing, the unicorn nodded emphatically.

"I'm willing to pay any price!"

Before Rob could react, Saratoga answered first.

Rob immediately exclaimed that he was in trouble.

My younger sister has long since gone astray.

He was proficient in all sorts of cunning and deceit.

Once Saratoga agreed, she must have assumed that Saratoga had agreed as well.

As for what price he should pay to the unicorn, that depends entirely on her mood.

"Um... then please everyone move aside. And you, sir, could you move aside too?"

The unicorn glanced at Lexington and, incidentally, dragged out Uncle Taylor, who had been trying to keep a low profile.

"Cough cough~"

Taylor was embarrassed and scratched the back of his head.

Still wearing his somewhat tattered work clothes, he ran to the side in two steps and continued to act like he was invisible.

"Alright, then, let's begin with the unicorn..."

As the girl spoke, a warm light shone from her body once again.

The radiant essence once again emanated from her.

She closed her eyes, feeling the passage of time.

The best way to bring Lexington back to life is to directly rewind time in her life.

However, due to the unique nature of the Rubik's Cube, this task must be performed with extreme care.

In countless future scenarios, the unicorn sees Lexington being meta-transformed on the spot due to its own mistakes.

Under the unicorn's control, a green veil slowly enveloped Lexington.

The warm light dispelled the ominous black smoke.

Time seemed to flow backwards for Lexington.

All eyes were now focused on the unicorn and Lexington.

Except for Robb.

Because he knew that unicorns alone could not completely solve the problem.

Lexington's ship is not here at the moment, so Rob must replace her with a brand new machine as soon as possible in order to completely complete the "treatment".

What should we change it to?

Chapter 471: The Salvage Target Appears

Honestly, deciding what to replace Lexington with is a real problem.

First of all, Robb himself did not have much interaction with this Mrs. Leigh.

There's not much need to force her to join our side.

In that case, there's absolutely no need for Robo to provide the opponent with some powerful new mobile suits.

However, the other party is Saratoga's older sister, a relationship that Robo cannot ignore.

For the next few operations, Robb will need Saratoga's cooperation to carry them out.

Then, thinking about the arms deal he was still negotiating with the White Eagle, the idea of ​​having Mrs. Leigh carry the goods immediately popped into Rob's mind.

After glancing at the unicorn floating in the light, Robo confirmed the model of the machine.

RGM-89S Stark Jegan, fully equipped Jegan.

In the Unicorn movie set, the most famous mass-produced machine was probably none other than him.

Back then, there was a popular meme about the captain's micro-management skills destroying Freedom.

(enterprise:???)

With that in mind, Rob said goodbye to the head maid and went to the mecha warehouse alone.

There are some things that are better left unsaid.

At least, there was still an absolute outsider present.

Rob didn't want to resort to silencing or anything like that later; it was really unnecessary.

...

He went to the warehouse alone.

Because many people went to White Eagle's side to rescue people, the warehouse was somewhat empty at the moment. A cold wind blew in, which was really refreshing in this weather.

A simple-looking machine landed in front of Robo with a "whoosh".

This machine is naturally fully equipped with Jegan.

"I remember this thing could probably hold a nuclear bomb? Cut it off, cut it off, we can't have this."

While looking at the system panel, I adjusted various data of the machine.

...

Soon, led by Belfast, the group arrived at the warehouse.

Madame Leigh, who had just woken up, was still somewhat pale.

The hull of the White Eagle ship, far away, is still being contaminated at close range.

The condition of the ship was naturally reflected in her as well.

"Time is of the essence, so let's not say any more for now. Please, Mrs. Leigh."

Nodding to Rob, Lexington stepped forward and reached out to touch the machine that had only recently appeared.

A faint light flashed, and Lady Lie, dressed in green, appeared before everyone.

Saratoga quickly stepped forward to inquire about the situation.

Lexington, now reborn, showed no signs of illness whatsoever.

Her face gradually regained its color, and she smiled as she gently stroked Saratoga's head.

She turned around, walked up to Rob, and bowed.

"Thank you for your assistance, Commander Rob. I will always remember this kindness."

Rob nodded, glancing at Saratoga in passing.

Unlike Lexington, which was relegated to a background role, Saratoga was on the White Eagle, a ship with real power.

Seeing the same Lexington-like expression on Saratoga's face, Rob knew that his next plan could be put into action.

...

White Eagle.

Because his ship was wrecked by a Unicorn during the Battle of Scapa Flow, Bremerton had no choice but to come to the dock to repair his hull.

She had just gotten up when, unfortunately, she was caught in this accident.

Because the ship itself was already damaged, her condition was much more serious than Saratoga's.

Her eyes were red, and her mind was a complete blank.

An indescribable whisper was swirling in her mind.

Moreover, just as White Eagle had previously discovered, this contamination can indeed enhance shipboard equipment.

She vaguely recalled the ship's hull and summoned her ship equipment, and was able to move on land.

Every time she takes a step forward, her servo motor gets damaged.

At the same time, blood gushed from both of her feet.

However, these damages will immediately heal under the cover of black mist.

And so, with each step leaving a blood-red footprint, Bremerton walked aimlessly forward.

It can only be said that there weren't many people around her in that area.

Otherwise, given that she has already lost her mind, the scene around her must be a hellish sight.

Suddenly, a figure burst into her field of vision from the air.

"This is... Bremerton?"

Cleveland and Helena are currently working together. There don't seem to be many Cleveland-class ships in the city.

This made the Cleveland boss breathe a sigh of relief.

Cleveland's eyelids twitched as he looked at Bremerton, who was only wearing a small tank top.

The enemy's bridge seems to be much more powerful than her sister's.

"Cleveland, why does she seem to be equipped with shipboard gear?"

Helena then noticed something amiss.

As warships, the sea is their stage; using ship equipment on land comes at a considerable cost.

"Huh? That's right!"

Cleveland suddenly realized what Helena's words meant.

However, their conversation finally caught Bremerton's attention.

"Forehead..."

Making unintelligible sounds, Bremerton adjusted the muzzle, raised the main gun, and aimed at Cleveland in the air.

"Hey, no way..."

Cleveland was taken aback by this sight.

This was the first ship she had seen exhibiting these symptoms since she arrived.

Get out of the way!

Amid Helena's exclamation, the 203mm main gun opened fire on Cleveland.

The roar immediately spread throughout the area.

“Hey, Baltimore, I see Bremerton here.”

While dodging enemy fire, Cleveland attempted to contact Baltimore and constantly changed its position in the air.

She was constantly trying to attract his attention.

Ultimately, it takes some time for a heavy cruiser's main guns to be switched to their normal position.

This gave Cleveland room to maneuver.

Helena detonated Bremerton's shell mid-air, which prevented greater casualties.

If she manages to hit him squarely, Bremerton will likely face a court-martial afterwards.

Cleveland's actions made Bremerton, who was already in a state of agitation, even more irritable.

Several times, she almost opened fire.

Cleveland knew that he would probably have to solve the problem himself.

"Um... what do you think we should do now?"

However, since they had been colleagues before, Cleveland was unsure how to handle the situation.

"Hmm... Cleveland, do you remember what the companies in our port area like to do most often?"