Azur Lane Mobile Front.

With his eyelids slightly lowered, Belfast clasped his hands in front of him and began to recount what he knew about the Iris Theocracy.

"First of all, that cardinal has been hiding a lot from you."

"Before the Iris Theocracy split, below the Papacy were the Knights of the Holy See and the Inquisition."

“Rice’s position here is only at a relatively high level. As for true leadership, she is still some distance away.”

"However, after the Iris Theocracy split, it was indeed Miss Richelieu who brought about the establishment of the Free Iris."

"However, if she wants to lead the entire Iris Theocracy, she not only lacks 'justice,' she also lacks 'orthodoxy.'"

What is 'justice'? What is 'orthodoxy'?

As Belfast recounted her story, the little-known history of the Iris Theocracy gradually unfolded before Robo.

Rob, who never expected Iris's situation to be so complicated, felt a headache coming on.

"'Justice' naturally refers to the Royal Family's previous actions. Many of the ships that maintained the Papacy were salvaged by the Ironblood. To them, the Ironblood were actually their benefactors."

"But the Royal Family is different. I'm afraid that the hatred between the Papacy and the Royal Family far exceeds that between the Iron Blood and the Vatican."

Belfast made no attempt to conceal the royal family's previous actions of kicking him when he was down; his expression remained completely unchanged.

“Ricelius, who had long acted alongside the royal family, naturally wouldn’t possess ‘justice.’ This is probably why she chose her master.”

"As for 'orthodoxy'... Master, do you think that before the Iris Theocracy split, it was led by humans or by ships?"

"Humans?"

Belfast shook his head.

"That must be a warship."

Belfast shook his head again.

"What is that? It can't be a Siren, can it?"

Robb was amused by Belfast and shook his head with a smile.

"Whoever possesses the Holy Throne Crown is the rightful heir of the Iris Theocracy."

After a moment's hesitation, Belfast gave an answer that Rob had never expected.

Luo Bo was stunned when he heard this. What was this Imperial Seal of the State?

"And what about this Holy Throne Crown?"

"I don't know. In the short few days between the split of the Iris Theocracy and the establishment of the Holy See, it disappeared without a trace."

"So, I still have to help Richelieu find this thing?"

"Master, whoever possesses the Holy Throne Crown is the rightful heir to the Iris Theocracy~"

She repeated the sentence again, then gently lifted her skirt with both hands and silently retreated.

Chapter 86: On the Complexity and Diversity of Ships in the Port Area

Sitting there, Rob pondered Belfast's words.

"Wait...she doesn't mean...?"

Rob broke out in a cold sweat. When it comes to digging traps, the royal family is the real expert.

"Moreover, what exactly is this so-called Holy Throne Crown? I don't believe that a 'Imperial Seal' can establish legitimacy and maintain rule these days. At least they have a Bayeris depot."

After thinking for a long time without coming up with a solution, and seeing that it was getting late, Rob simply covered himself with the blanket and started to slack off.

...

At dawn, just as the sky was beginning to lighten, Richelieu opened his eyes.

Looking at the unfamiliar and shabby ceiling above his head, Richelieu sighed deeply.

Thinking back to the days of the Iris Kingdom, I was extremely extravagant in every aspect of my life, from clothing and food to housing and transportation.

Even after they ended up in the royal family's possessions, they were provided with ample living supplies.

He shook his head and waved them away.

"Honestly... have I been living too comfortably lately? I've become lazy too."

The people around him had long since disappeared, Richelieu gave a bitter smile.

Indeed, when it comes to diligence, no one in Iris can rival this saint.

Indeed, this leader of the Free Iris played a trick on Robb—she also left Joan of Arc behind.

After tidying himself up, Richelieu carefully checked his makeup in front of the mirror for a while.

Today is her first day under this commander, and making a good first impression is quite important.

After all, he had to use some tricks to get himself in.

If it weren't for God's blessing, which allowed me to seize a tremendous opportunity, things probably wouldn't have been so easy.

"But I never expected that upon arriving in Donghuang, I would have to continue my battle with that royal head maid..."

Richelieu sighed, "The Royal Family and the Iris truly are the best 'partners' they've had for so long," and opened the door.

Facing the rising sun, Richelieu wandered around the small courtyard for a while.

Then, she spotted the three-person morning exercise group from the port area—Ninghai, Pinghai, and Ruihe.

Good morning, everyone.

"Oh, hello to the new big sister."

Pinghai had a pretty good impression of this blonde older sister.

You know, it's because of her that I had an extra meal last night!

"Good morning, Miss Richelieu."

As for Zuikaku, he didn't have such a good impression of this cardinal of the Free Iris.

In her eyes, this was yet another person trying to steal a spot from her sister Shoukaku, so she simply gave a polite greeting and continued wielding her katana.

Richelieu, unaware of the "complexity and diversity" of the port area, simply attributed it to the other party's personality and didn't take it to heart.

Before saying goodbye to the three, Richelieu took a few extra glances at the two pandas beside Ning Haipinghai who were making "whoosh" sounds while practicing their punches.

Yes, it's quite cute; it would be even better if it were a cat.

"Tch, all that pretense. So annoying! I'll just go duel with Gray Ghost later!"

Richelieu was completely unaware of Zuikaku's quiet mutterings; at that moment, she was searching everywhere for Rob.

Good morning, Joan of Arc.

Robb was not found, but Joan of Arc, who was traveling with him, was.

"Good morning, Cardinal."

After exchanging religious greetings, the two set off together to search for Rob's whereabouts.

"Cardinal, at this hour, is the Commander still not up? You know, diligent humans are not common."

So what exactly is Rob doing now?

At this time, he not only got up, but he even prepared breakfast.

As for why no one notified the two Free Iris ships, who knows?

Right now, Rob is feeding the unicorn, who is lying in bed, breakfast with Belfast!

The unicorn looks much better than yesterday, and I believe it won't be long before it fully recovers.

"Brother... the unicorn moved its body, will you blame the unicorn?"

With half its face covered by the blanket, the unicorn asked Rob in a soft, sweet voice.

Why does this child always cover half of his face?

He muttered to himself, then reached out and stroked the unicorn's hair, a smile on his face.

"Of course not! You know, the unicorn saved everyone in the entire port and city. I'm more than happy to reward you!"

"award!"

The unicorn's eyes lit up when it heard this, and it almost gave itself away.

"That's right, a reward. What does the unicorn want?"

"Anything... is allowed? Can I be willful in front of my brother...? Can I act spoiled...?"

"The unicorn, this isn't a reward, it's my little sister's right."

Oh my, my little sister is so adorable, I don't even dare to ask for more than I should have.

Thinking of this, Rob's smile brightened even more.

The head maid behind her secretly applauded the unicorn. As expected of a royal child, it seemed that she didn't need any extra teaching.

"Well... I don't know what the unicorn wants. The unicorn... just wants to stay by my brother's side... and be able to help him..."

"Then let's keep the unicorn as a reward for now. We can bring it up again when we've decided."

At that moment, Rob had no idea how much trouble his words would later cause him.

After telling the unicorn to rest well, Rob got up and left.

He had to get to the job he was supposed to do; after all, he wasn't just the older brother the unicorns talked about, he was the commander of the entire port.

"Yixian, have the losses since yesterday been tallied?"

Because of yesterday's Siren attack, Robo now has a mountain of problems to deal with.

"The statistics have been compiled. Thanks to the unicorn girl, there were no major losses in the port area and coastal cities. There were only a few accidents during the evacuation of the people."

"That's not something I should handle. Leave it to the person who should be in charge."

After skipping over this section, Rob began to think about how he should write a report for Azur Lane headquarters.

The attack on the port area by the Sirens is neither a major nor a minor incident.

At the very least, a decent report is still indispensable.

The problem lies with this report.

To say that you easily repelled the Sirens' attack would be simple.

If you told everyone at Azur Lane headquarters, no one would doubt it. But if you said my port was raided by the Sirens and I suffered no losses whatsoever, then headquarters would say you're insulting my intelligence.

"This is outrageous! I never thought I'd be having a headache because my own ships are too powerful!"

“Master, you don’t need to write in such detail. If you find it difficult, you can simply hand this task over to Belfast.”

Seeing Rob scratching his head in frustration over writing the report, the head maid stepped forward and said, "Leave it to me."

"You can do this too?"

"It is a maid's duty to relieve her master's worries and troubles."

Chapter 87: The Master of Sleeping In – Zuikaku

With the help of the all-powerful head maid, Rob could focus on other matters.

After a port defense battle, there are more to deal with than just a report to headquarters.

As an exception, Robo not only summoned the duty secretary ship Zhaohe today, but also the entire Zhenhai of Yixian.

The already small office immediately felt cramped.

When Richelieu led Joan of Arc through the door, he was greeted by a scene of everyone bustling about.

"Commander, is there anything I can do?"

"Hmm? Richelieu?"

Upon hearing this, Rob looked up and discovered that next to Richelieu was another ship with similar blond hair, wearing a white skirt armor, who looked remarkably like a certain quilt king.

Yesterday, the ship that had been following Richelieu was so inconspicuous that Rob didn't even remember who it was for a moment.

Fortunately, Belfast noticed Rob's predicament and whispered a suggestion in his ear.

"Ah, no rush. Yixian, could you please take Richelieu to complete the formalities first?"

"It's not me, it's us."