Azur Lane Mobile Front.

"Oh dear, never mind that, let's get over there!"

...

Amidst the slightly surprised gazes of Rob and the others, Xiafei and Fuxi quickly approached the group.

"Long time no see, Knight Commander, and Cardinal."

"Joffre, and Fok Hee..."

Richelieu's expression was somewhat complicated; he hadn't seen these two former companions for a long time.

If she didn't have important business to attend to, she really wanted to sit down and have a good chat with them.

Although Richelieu looked like she had a lot to say, unfortunately, Joffre and Foch were not paying attention to her at the moment.

The two ships are now constantly observing Luo.

"Okay, I know you two ladies are very curious about me, but please at least let us in before we talk."

“I don’t have the habit of being surrounded by people at the gate.”

"It was my rudeness, Your Excellency."

After Rob said that, Xiafei realized that her behavior was somewhat inappropriate.

She lowered her head and apologized to Rob.

...

Inside the lounge, Fuxi was carefully observing the surroundings.

"Hey...it looks pretty good. Looks like we don't need to do too much!"

"What do you mean?"

Foch's words piqued Jeanbart's curiosity.

Although this is theoretically her lounge, Miss Pirate actually spends most of her time in the Donghuang Pavilion and the hotel after arriving in Sardinia.

She had basically never been to the lounge at the Vichy Vatican.

"Oh, I forgot to mention."

"Lord Clemenceau plans to rest here during the closing ceremony."

"So, Xiafei and I are here to make some arrangements in advance."

"But, oh dear, what brings you here?"

"This is a mission... Lord Clemenceau did not inform me that you have the right to know."

"Huh? Hahaha~"

Realizing she had said the wrong thing, Bok-hee scratched the back of her head, causing the uniquely styled ahoge on her head to sway.

"Clemenceau, huh...?"

This name evoked memories for Richelieu.

I haven't seen my youngest sister for a long time.

However, soon everyone will be able to gather together again.

"Commander Rob, this is something Lord Clemenceau asked me to give you."

Ignoring Fokhee's side, Xiafei kept her attention focused on Rob the whole time.

As she spoke, she handed over an invitation that looked quite luxurious.

Where is she now?

Rob glanced casually at the invitation in his hand and handed it to the head maid behind him.

"Right now, Lord Clemenceau should still be sightseeing in the Sardinian Empire."

"???"

Xiafei's answer left Rob with several question marks above his head.

At this point in time, when he had clearly stated that he would assist Richelieu in restoring the Iris Kingdom, Clemenceau, as the head of the Iris Kingdom's Inquisition, was on vacation?

"I understand. Please pass on to Miss Clemenceau; I have received her invitation."

Thank you!

...

After everyone had finished looking around, Rob immediately led his ship away from the Vichy Church's cultural center.

With the expo nearing its end, Robo should also prepare some gifts for Nagato and the others who remained in the port area.

Meanwhile, Richelieu and Jeanbart are also preparing to depart for Saint Helena.

At that very moment, countless dark figures were stirring in the waters surrounding Saint Helena Island.

Upon closer inspection, these were actually sirens who had been dormant for a long time.

"Has this day finally come...?"

"However, if you want to challenge the crown, you must first defeat the sword in my hand!"

Under the pitch-black night sky, the girl's figure appeared so faint.

Yet, it is also so magnificent.

Chapter 595: Echoes of the Past

Several years ago.

Vatican Headquarters.

The command hall, which originally served as the highest command center of the Iris Theocracy, was always noisy and chaotic.

However, at this moment, the empty hall was as silent as death.

Even though there were a few people coming and going, they were all running outside with steps as if they were fleeing a disaster, regardless of the consequences.

Marseille, the battle angel of the Iris Theocracy, was slumped over her desk.

The radio was playing that somewhat distorted sound on a loop.

"A brave Holy Knight will never bow down! Never become anyone's puppet!"

"In the name of freedom, I order the entire Land-to-Sea Fleet to scuttle on the spot! Scuttle on the spot!"

"..."

The girl sat blankly at the table, her bewildered eyes staring aimlessly at the ceiling.

The ornate decorations now appear utterly ridiculous.

"The Knights of the Holy Kingdom have come to an end..."

"What...do we have next?"

Thinking of this, the girl's already somewhat dazed eyes lost even more of their already limited luster.

...

A sudden, violent shaking interrupted the girl's thoughts.

"La Marseillaise, I've finally found you!"

"It's too dangerous here, come with me!"

Marseille looked up and a pair of jet-black wings came into her view.

The other party was an angel just like himself, except that he was a dark angel belonging to the Inquisition—Xiafei.

"Leave? No, I can't leave..."

The girl's voice was barely audible.

After losing her inner pillar, the battle angel who struck fear into the hearts of enemies on the battlefield was nothing more than a fragile young girl.

"The Holy See has decided to surrender."

"Our motherland is about to become someone else's puppet."

"Now that things have come to this, where else can I go?"

Marseillaise closed its eyes in anguish, unsure whether it was a question directed at itself or at Joffre before it.

"No, Marseillaise, you must go."

"I'm here to bring you a proposal for a court hearing."

"proposal?"

"Do you want me to surrender? Or run away?"

At this point, a hint of sarcasm appeared on Marseille's face.

“Listen to me, Marseillaise, this is not an escape, but a departure with a mission.”

“We have a final plan, but this task must be done by you.”

"What is it?"

A glimmer of light seemed to return to Marseillaise's eyes.

"Leave Europe with the Holy Throne Crown!"

"The crown is the orthodox symbol of the iris, and it must never fall into the hands of anyone."

"Protecting the crown, isn't that your duty?"

"...You're right, protecting the crown is my duty. But...without the Holy See's order..."

"La Marseillaise, there is no Holy See anymore..."

Xiafei shook her head and continued.

“Even if it exists, it is no longer our Holy Throne.”

"Therefore, you must leave immediately while you still have the chance."

"Once you hesitate, even the Inquisition will be powerless to send you out of Europe."

“You must guard the Holy Throne Crown until a new, true Holy Throne belonging to the Iris appears.”

"...I don't trust the Tribunal, especially after witnessing what you've done."

"But...I believe in you...Xiafei."

“I will fulfill my mission and leave Europe with the Holy Throne Crown.”

"If we have a future... then we will meet again."

...

Scenes from the past replayed in Marseillaise's mind.

Now, all alone, she has reached the end of her rope.

There were no allied forces here to give her a moment's respite, not even mass-produced ships to provide cover.

The firepower of the island's sanctuary had long since become ineffective.

All she could rely on was the sword in her hand.

The girl's will to protect the crown can be transformed into boundless power, supporting her in her continued battle.

However, at the same time, the number of enemies is also endless.

As the encirclement tightens, the girl will eventually be forced to the edge of a cliff by the enemy.

Behind her was a bottomless abyss.

"Is my battle finally coming to an end...?"

...

Meanwhile, on the other side...

At this moment, he was crammed into the cockpit of the F-91 Gundam with Jean Bart.

To get to the destination as soon as possible, flying a Gundam is definitely much faster than taking a boat.