Azur Lane Mobile Front.

"Hmm~ It seems that person doesn't know much about technology."

After carefully examining the Aurora Wall before him, Frederick the Great couldn't help but smile.

"What do you mean?"

Littorio didn't seem to quite understand Frederick the Great's words.

However, Frederick the Great was not inclined to offer much explanation.

She looked back and saw Richelieu leisurely making his way over.

Before long, Richelieu arrived at the Aurora Wall.

Seeing that Richelieu was about to land, the group quickly made way for her.

This movement seems to originate from a natural reaction within the body.

Some ships are so powerful that even after the physical action is completed, the ship's own consciousness has not yet realized what it has done.

"Miss Richelieu, is it appropriate to address you as Cardinal now?"

Frederick the Great seemed to see something different in Richelieu's figure.

"The form of address is not important to me, as you know."

Richelieu gave Frederick the Great a curt reply, then turned his head, his eyes fixed on the Aurora Wall before him.

Since the last battle on Kerguelen Island, Richelieu has acquired a special status.

Richelieu still doesn't understand the purpose of this concept.

However, Richelieu knew at least one thing.

That is, the Aurora Wall has no effect on me.

"Open the door!"

He uttered two soft words, and the Aurora Wall blocking their path seemed to receive a command, and began to retreat on its own.

Ultimately, the receding Aurora Wall left a path wide enough for the fleet to travel together.

"Is this the lowest level of access in this system?"

Frederick the Great watched with great interest as the Aurora Wall opened its doors automatically.

Ironblood has also done a lot of research on this system.

Thanks to the excellent research team of the Ironblood, they have an excellent grasp of the Iris Theocracy's system.

Therefore, Frederick the Great also knew that at the very bottom of this system, there was a permission that could not be rewritten or removed.

Because its form of existence was too difficult to understand, the system was ultimately abandoned by Ironblood for safety reasons.

"That's right, but I believe you're more interested in the one inside."

"Hmm~ No. Her performance was too boring."

“I’m not very interested in this type of performer.”

"Really? But my husband seems quite interested in her~"

As he spoke, Rob's company descended from the sky and landed in front of Richelieu.

"Huh? What are you all standing here for?"

Soon, Rob's voice came through.

"Let's go in and see how the young lady who caused such a commotion is doing now."

...

By the time Robb and a large fleet of ships swarmed in, Marco Polo seemed to have already adjusted his mindset.

"Heh~ As expected, even the Aurora Wall can't stop you?"

"Oh, you're Marco Polo?"

Rob looked the planned ship up and down.

Her long, blue hair seemed to have lost some of its luster, and her wine-red pupils weren't very bright either.

His religious attire is quite in line with the legend that he has always stayed in the Sardinian Cathedral.

Of course, what impressed Rob even more about the ship was the high-intensity walk next door.

"Ah~ I know you, Commander of the Eastern Empire."

When Marco Polo opened her mouth and spoke, her unusual tongue made everyone present feel slightly uncomfortable.

"Should I feel honored, Miss Marco Polo?"

"Heh~ then it's up to you. Anyway, even I'll have to do as you please, won't I?"

It seems that Marco Polo was aware of his situation.

"But I'm so unwilling to accept this!"

As he spoke, Marco Polo picked up the scepter she had casually placed on the figurine and pointed it directly at Rob.

"Why do you have that kind of power that transcends everything?"

"And I, after painstakingly building this business for so long, have failed so ridiculously?"

Upon hearing this, Rob laughed.

He laughed heartily, as if he had seen something hilarious.

“Miss Marco Polo, you seem to have made a mistake.”

Robb took a breath and glanced at Frederick the Great, who was standing not far from him with his eyes slightly narrowed.

"I can guarantee that even today, I wouldn't be here."

"Your plan is absolutely impossible to achieve."

"What did you say?!"

"Hmm? Looks like you're still not convinced?"

"Hiss~ Then let me remind you of a few points."

"First, I estimate that your plan should have started about two years ago."

"It should be around the time when the Sardinian Empire broke away from Azur Lane."

"You might want to think about it carefully. The Sardinian Empire's separation from Azur Lane must have been approved by your Senate."

"Do you think there's no one in that Senate who has connections with Ironblood?"

"Why do you think that Ironblood wouldn't know you took action against the Senate?"

"Secondly, if I were to say which faction in the world knows the most about Siren technology."

"That must be Ironblood."

"The depth of their cooperation with the Sirens is beyond your imagination."

“Miss Frederick, you don’t have any objections to what I’m saying, do you?”

As he spoke, Robb turned to look at Frederick the Great.

Frederick the Great responded to Robb with a smile.

"The use of the Mirror Sea is still done near important cities in your own Sardinian Empire."

"I think if Tie Xue isn't blind, he would definitely be able to see it."

"Besides, that Aurora Wall you have outside, you got it from Ironblood, right?"

"So, I just don't understand how you could be so confident that my appearance, with its extraordinary power, disrupted your plans when it was so obvious that your every move was under Ironblood's surveillance?"

“Miss Marco Polo, if I may be so bold.”

"From the very beginning, you were nothing more than a clown performing on stage."

"Because you didn't even realize that there were audience members sitting in the audience."

Robb's words shattered Marco Polo's last psychological defenses.

Her body lost all strength at that moment.

With a crisp sound, the scepter in her hand fell to the ground.

She lost all her strength and slumped into the chair, no longer making a sound.

Chapter 588: Marco Polo's Solution

Seeing that the "culprit" had completely given up any thought of resistance, Rob also lost interest.

"What should we do with this thing?"

As he spoke, he looked at the Sardinian Empire's ships, including Veneto and Littorio, which had arrived with him.

Planned ships are valuable to any faction.

Because apart from the mechs obtained from Rob, the planned ships are often the strongest fighting force of a faction.

A clear example is Haku, who was taken back by Robo.

In Zuikaku's words, if it were him back then, he would have had less than a 20% chance of winning against Haku.

This alone shows that this thing is truly powerful.

However, even so, the planned ships will have to pay a price for their actions.

“Our Sardinian Empire has no right to deal with her.”

"Commander, please make a decision!"

Before Littorio could speak, Veneto stepped forward first.

This made Robb take a second look at Veneto.

Although her voice was still soft and sweet, one could say that she truly lived up to her status as a flagship.

That move, Divine Separator, was executed so smoothly.

"Since Miss Veneto puts it that way, then let's proceed with the dismantling and retirement!"

Rob has never really wanted to keep ships like this that like to cause trouble.

Especially after the other party gets involved in something that affects you.

"Huh?!"

At first, Veneto was just being polite and humble.

After all, no matter how you look at it, the Sardinian Empire was in the wrong.

Although at the last moment, the Sardinian Empire discovered Marco Polo's trick in time and realized its mistake.

But you, Luo, are actually serious?

And they immediately started by dismantling and retiring it?

What, you don't need resources to build planned ships?

"Oh? It seems Miss Veneto doesn't quite agree with my proposed solution?"

Rob thought to himself, "Just as I expected," and a mocking smile crept onto his lips.

"Um... Commander, no matter what, isn't just dismantling and retiring it a bit too much..."

"Hmm? Does Miss Veneto think that the crimes she committed were not serious enough?"

"Child, at least, she did not successfully carry out her plan."

"From a legal point of view, it should be considered an attempt."

By now, Robb had long since given up on correcting Frederick the Great's rather damned ideas.

He was only somewhat surprised that Frederick the Great had stepped forward to plead for Marco Polo.

If the Ironbloods were now allies, Rob would undoubtedly say, "Then you guys can take this thing and deal with it!"

But unfortunately, there are no "what ifs".

"Commander, it's really not appropriate to dismantle and decommission it directly."