Azur Lane Mobile Front.

"Well...after all, we've been through a lot."

...

"Hey, what are those two talking about here?"

"Just listen quietly!"

In the Royal Fleet, the Hundred-Eyed Giant and the Hero were whispering amongst themselves.

Their own "big shot" is currently facing off against the archbishop on the other side.

The actions of both sides were not very clear to me.

"Hey... are all you important people so hard to understand?"

The reprimanded hero pouted and slid to the side.

(No, our Queen is very easy to understand.)

After glancing at the hero, the Hundred-Eyed Giant turned his gaze back to the two great figures who were clashing.

...

“Your Excellency Archbishop, if I am not mistaken, this should be the territory of the Vichy Papacy.”

"Then, as members of Azur Lane, it's only natural for us Royal Navy to take military action here, isn't it?"

On the sea, the feud between Richelieu and his grievances continues.

"No, Jean Bart and the others abandoned this place not long ago."

"This place is now simply a remnant of the Iris Theocracy."

"And I am merely here to take over the sanctuary that belongs to our Iris."

"I think this is something the royal family shouldn't need to worry about, right?"

“Archbishop Richelieu, although we understand your eagerness to restore the kingdom.”

"However, the Free Iris cannot truly represent the Iris Theocracy. I hope you can clearly understand this."

Although he was no longer in the right, he decided to try to salvage the situation because of the grievance he was tasked with.

Even if she entered the sanctuary with the other party, it would be easier for her to explain to the Queen.

"Oh~ So, can I, along with them, fully represent the Iris Theocracy?"

Richelieu said this with a victorious smile on his face.

Beside her stood Jean Bart, the flagship of the Vichy Church, and the Inquisition's special envoy, the Terrible.

Representatives from the three major powers that were originally part of the Iris Theocracy have now gathered together.

"I will repeat it one last time: I am about to begin the process of taking over the heritage of the Iris Theocracy here."

"Please, allies from the Royal Family, refrain from any rash actions."

"To use a saying from our Eastern Empire, it's called 'Don't say you weren't warned!'"

Richelieu didn't do anything, but suddenly a violent tremor occurred on the previously calm sea.

Countless marble sculptures appeared out of thin air around this area.

In just a few seconds, they completely surrounded the area, leaving only a small exit at the farthest point.

It was clearly intended for the royal family's retreat.

Chapter 538: The Vatican's Research Findings

(what to do?)

Her eyes were lowered, making it impossible to see what was in them.

In her eyes, Richelieu's face still radiated a warm and heartwarming smile.

But behind that smile, the grudge sensed an unprecedented sense of crisis.

Although she didn't know why, she always felt that the seawater beneath her feet might attack her at any moment.

This oppressive force is coming at you from all directions.

Has this Archbishop of the Free Iris reached such a level?

Because they missed the Battle of Scapa Flow, even if the royal records have some understanding of Richelieu, it must remain only on paper.

Those who have never directly encountered the Jade Machine will never understand the oppressive feeling of a power that seems to come from a higher dimension.

(Could it be that the account in the original documents of a single ship destroying a country was true?)

Thinking of this, the grudge was secretly alarmed.

The archbishop was ultimately good-natured.

If such power fell into the hands of my queen, she probably wouldn't be so polite to me at all.

"Order: Fleet, turn around and return to port!"

"Hey, are you serious?!"

Although he was already trembling with fear, the hero still stared wide-eyed in surprise when the order from the vengeful spirit was actually given.

"Hero, just carry out the orders."

With a somber expression, the archbishop, both the Hundred-Eyed Giant and the Royal Oak, could only accept this outcome.

"I'm afraid even if Ms. Warspite herself came, she wouldn't be a match for her."

...

Watching the Royal Fleet silently depart filled Baal with immense joy.

For her, seeing the royal family suffer a setback was far more exciting than drinking a bottle of rum.

"Alright, let's go in."

"Since Clemenceau specifically sent you to find me, it means the situation here is quite urgent."

Richelieu glanced one last time at the Royal Fleet that had already sailed away, and silently withdrew her overflowing power.

Feeling the tearing pain in the corner of his eye, Richelieu simply lowered his head slightly.

(As expected, this power cannot be used casually...)

"Do you need me to stay here?"

Joan of Arc flew into the air, watching the Royal Fleet sail away, and then flapped her wings to land beside Richelieu.

"There's no need for that; the Sanctuary has its own built-in defense mechanisms."

"Without someone to guide them, they'll likely pay a price if they try to force their way in."

Richelieu shook his head and walked into the sanctuary first.

(Has her face... gotten worse again?)

As Jean Bart brushed past Richelieu, he keenly noticed that the area around his sister's eyes seemed to have become slightly larger, as if the withered area had increased.

(Looks like I'll have to ask the commander what's going on with this guy when I get back.)

The sanctuary located on Kerguelen Island is actually a complex of buildings.

It consists of four main sanctuaries.

Each church seems to have its own unique theme and characteristics.

"Hmm... Jean Bart, this should be the gate, right? But..."

Standing in front of the gate, Richelieu looked at the still tightly closed gate and felt somewhat worried.

It seemed that he didn't know how to enter the sanctuary.

"Just blast the main gate open. The malfunction here has already affected various parts of the sanctuary."

"It would take too much time to get in normally."

The terrifying man, who had been almost silent the whole way, looked up at the temple gate and said coldly.

"Huh?! Is that so?"

However, it was clear that the terrifying proposal had taken Richelieu a little by surprise.

"That's right, that's exactly it."

"Um... Jeanbart, would you like to come?"

Richelieu stared at the gate and remained silent for a while.

She did a quick calculation of the gate's durability, which looked quite magnificent.

Then she concluded that, for both herself and Joan of Arc, the best outcome would be for the city to be breached directly.

"Huh? You clearly..."

Jean Bart, who was called out, immediately refuted the statement, then immediately recalled the sight he had seen in Richelieu's eyes earlier.

Her voice immediately dropped again.

"I understand, move aside!"

However, this ship, who is quite awkward in front of its own sister, will not admit its concern for Richelieu.

So she pulled Richelieu away somewhat roughly.

...

With a muffled thud, the church doors slammed heavily to the ground.

With Jeanbart's precise cuts, the connection between the gate and the frame was severed.

The gate, having lost its connection, collapsed completely.

This isn't because Barr wanted to show off his skills.

Simply because she found it too difficult to blast open the door with her beam rifle, while a single shot from the VSBR might pierce through the entire sanctuary.

Therefore, she had no choice but to settle for second best and use her beam saber to slowly cut open the joints of the door.

"Okay, come in."

After the smoke cleared, Jean Bart led the way into the sanctuary.

"Blanc, the Sanctuary..."

Ke Bu followed slowly behind Jean Bart, his expression somewhat complicated.

"Isn't this a bit too big?"

Richelieu looked up at the ceiling.

It's less about rooms connecting to rooms and more about halls connecting to halls.

Thinking that there were three such churches on the island, Richelieu felt that the Papacy must have had too much money to burn back then.

"Go directly to the control center. If this sanctuary is malfunctioning, it must be there."

He withdrew his gaze and looked toward a passageway at the end of the hall.

"From there, go straight ahead to Armory No. 5, then turn down to reach the control center."

"Yes, that's right, but it seems there are some things that aren't so welcoming to us."

As Richelieu spoke, the platinum-gold mecha reappeared on her body.

A crown-like structure surrounds her at the center.

At this moment, her presence seemed to proclaim that the king had returned.

"So, these things have indeed spiraled out of control?"

Jeanbart has not disarmed himself since the beginning.

She frowned slightly.

As the flagship of the Vichy Vatican, she naturally knew what kind of research the Vatican had been conducting here before.

"piece..."

Joan of Arc stared coldly at the waterway ahead.