Azur Lane Mobile Front.

Those azure eyes, at this moment, were as if they had been drenched in blood, completely blood red.

She wore a jet-black dress, the open neckline subtly revealing her still petite yet far more voluptuous figure than Queen Elizabeth's.

Beneath the jet-black dress, encasing her legs in sheer black stockings, were a pair of equally jet-black knee-high boots.

If a change in clothing could make a feud understandable, then...

Then, the ship's rigging behind this "Queen Elizabeth" made her completely believe that this was definitely not her own little queen.

Against the backdrop of red and black, the massive ship rigging, resembling a mountain, stood quietly behind her.

Several red ripples appeared in the air.

Several crimson chains extended from the void.

These chains were wrapped around two massive construct soldiers.

Chains bound their bodies, and on their backs were the main guns of the Queen Elizabeth-class destroyers.

Each turret was almost half the size of a construct soldier.

It was difficult to tell whether these were her soldiers or prisoners she had captured on the battlefield.

"Hmm? Don't you think it's impolite of you to look at me like that?"

She opened her mouth slightly, and the voice that came out was exactly the same as that of the queen whom her grudge knew.

But that's all.

Neither her expression nor the tone of her voice seemed to be something her queen could control.

Confident and dignified—these adjectives would never be used to describe his queen, according to his grudge.

The other party's blood-red eyes looked down at the grudge with an air of superiority, as if inspecting his own subjects.

Although there is no such relationship between the two parties.

"...Queen Elizabeth Meta?"

Based on his own experience, Yuan Chou, while surprised, also recognized the identity of the emperor before him.

only...

Why do I feel this urge to worship and revere?

Could it be that the emperor I envisioned is actually like this?

“I see surprise on your face.”

"This makes me chuckle."

"Is it not you who prays and calls upon me?"

"However, upon closer inspection, it seems you haven't meta-ified?"

A hint of doubt flashed in Queen Elizabeth's bloodshot eyes.

"Then, how are you able to summon me?"

"And how did you get entangled with those things?"

"Let me take a good look..."

As Queen Elizabeth's gaze grew increasingly sharp, even the most audacious grudges bowed their heads at that moment.

"A communication device that connects different 'worlds'? Ha~ How naive."

It is unknown what Her Majesty saw, or how she was able to perceive the cause of this abnormality in Yuanqiu in such a short time.

"Your Majesty... I'm a little... unable to keep up with your train of thought."

Am I...dreaming right now?

"Heh~ Yes, for you!"

The pressure on Yuan Qiu was relieved as the gaze was withdrawn from him.

"However, it's time to wake up from the dream."

"This is not a place for you. Go back."

"Remember, the world beyond our own is not as wonderful as you imagine."

"Turn off that ridiculous device. Tell your partner to stop."

"Your Majesty, I have another question—"

Sensing that his consciousness was being pulled by something, about to leave this unknown area, he disregarded his grudges and tried to step forward.

"Go back! Do you think I'm discussing this with you?"

A hint of displeasure flashed across Queen Elizabeth's face.

This made the grudge that had finally mustered up the courage to fight back falter once again.

It was precisely this timidity that prevented her from taking another step forward.

What followed was a spinning of consciousness, and in the blink of an eye, all that remained before her eyes was a blank.

"..."

Witnessing her nemesis depart, Queen Elizabeth's expression gradually softened.

After a long while, she sighed softly.

"Sheffield, return. I have a new task for you."

Although there was nothing in front of Queen Elizabeth Meta, she calmly "conversed" with the air in front of her.

...

"Ah~"

A murmur escaped his lips as he awoke in his own bed.

She rubbed her forehead vigorously, beginning to recall the scenes from her dream.

"Even though it was a dream, the memory is far too vivid, isn't it?"

There was no need to recall anything; the grudges and hatreds instantly brought back the complete scene from just now.

"Honestly... I actually had the thought that 'it would be great if my own emperor was that one'."

"That's incredibly disrespectful!"

With a wry smile, he shook his head and sat up in bed.

Outside the window, the rising sun has climbed above the horizon, and a new day has begun.

Pushing open the door, the vengeful spirit entered the hall of the Vatican.

It's called a hall, but it's really just a room that's only a few dozen square meters.

Compared to the church where he had previously been stationed, or to churches in other places, this place seemed far too shabby.

In front of the statue in the church, she met several companions who were also from the royal family.

It seems they slept much more soundly last night than I did.

"Good morning, Lord Vengeance."

"Good morning, Lady Hundred-Eyed Giant. Excuse me... have you seen Joan of Arc?"

"That one just finished praying, so he should be preparing breakfast now."

"Is that so...then I'll wait here for a while."

With his eyes slightly narrowed, Yuanchou also came to the statue and began his morning prayers.

As prisoners, their only permitted area of ​​activity was this church.

Chapter 594: Another Group of People in the Tribunal

On the Sardinian Empire's side, when the horrible told Jean Bart about the Holy Throne Crown, Robb rarely saw such a shocked expression on the pirate lady's face.

"So, that guy Clemenceau, she..."

As Jeanbart spoke, his gaze drifted toward his older sister.

"Alright, I understand. When do we set off?"

"The sooner the better."

"That... Commander?"

"Ah, I'm fine here, you can go ahead!"

...

Just as Richelieu and her group were making preparations for their trip, news came from the cultural center.

"Are other Iris ships approaching?"

Richelieu and Jean Bart exchanged bewildered glances; they had been completely unaware of this news beforehand.

Then, the two looked at the terrifying sight.

Even the horrible one shook its head.

Rob was also very curious about this.

It should be noted that after the last incident, a considerable number of Vichy Papacy ships were packed up and returned to Donghuang by Luo.

And now, there are actually other "escaped fish," which makes Rob really interested in going over to take a look.

Let's go take a look together!

...

Inside the Vichy Vatican's cultural center, two ships that Robb had never seen before were curiously observing their surroundings.

One of them had long, gray hair styled in pigtails on either side.

Two large, uniquely shaped black hair clips bound the two braids.

On her forehead, three black cross-shaped hair ornaments of different sizes were pinned to her hair, which looked quite unique.

She was wearing a black and white dress.

The hem of her skirt and white over-the-knee socks revealed a glimpse of her snow-white "absolute territory".

It makes one want to find out more.

However, seeing the ship's cold expression, one would secretly bury these thoughts deep in one's heart.

The ship turned around and looked in another direction.

As she turned around, two pure black wings unfurled behind her.

In the distance, a few black feathers seemed to be scattered.

"Xiafei, what are you looking for?"

Beside the ship with black wings was another ship, also from the Inquisition.

Compared to the ship she called Chaffee, her attire was much more casual.

A white off-the-shoulder knit top paired with black hot pants and sneakers.

Compared to others, she seemed more like a tourist visiting the area.

"Naturally, we'll find the person we're looking for."

"Foch, have you seen the Knight Commander or the Cardinal?"

"Well..."

Fouché, puzzled by the question, turned and looked around, but apart from the tourists coming and going, she did not see Jean Bart or Richelieu.

However, when her gaze swept towards the gate, she vaguely seemed to see another familiar figure.

"Hey, Xiafei, isn't that terrifying!"

Xiafei looked in the direction of the sound, and sure enough, the distinctive figure who covered one eye with a flower was the terrifying one.

Beside the terrifying scene, the figures of Jean Bart and Richelieu also appeared one after another.

"It looks like someone got here before us."