A/N: I can explain. I took a trip to the land of gaming and so my writing has taken a hit. Furthermore, I am working so don't expect me to be writing very often but I will work something out, I promise. I am still not back from the land of gaming either so I might not be in writing mood until sometime next year. Hence, this is why I kept the one chapter in reserve policy, in case something like this happened. At this point, just spam complaint reviews at me and eventually I'll get off my lazy gaming ass to write the next chapter.

Reishin Amara: Fact are far bigger dragons than sylphid anyway and she's intelligent...better to get one of the LARGE wild ones...besides...Fire Dragon probably has a spicy taste.

Fact 's from he's an alien

Who is an alien from where? By the time of this review, spoilers for next chapter, Sylphid is spared.

Sennybee98: I always assumed that the Germanian emperor would be some kind of lecherous pig so I think that Henrietta losing her magic should make him happy and want to side with America since no one can stop him from taking advantage of the princess.

Really? I always thought he was some big warrior honorable guy like the general Dragonborn from Skyrim complete with fur coat or something.

Guest: Interesting idea. Using Magic as an infinite energy source. Also, if I am guessing who you're gonna pin the USA against, then this is gonna be a very theoretical and hypothetical battle.

We'll see I guess.

Lurking Pheonix: So many commoners are ditching their noble dwelling cities. I can imagine this is going to hurt the nobles. Who's going to cook their food, make weapons and supplies, clean, and make their clothes? These nobles don't have the skill set or want to fill in the commoner jobs that are leaving their cities. They are going to have to be more independent. *laughs*

Oh, the nobles aren't gonna be independent, not by a long shot, just wait and see what they do, I'll write a segment on a noble's life lacking commoners eventually.

ATP: Very novel, main problem is windstone crisis, in anime ancient do you choose? and where is Agnes and her unit? they are loyal personally to Henrietta, after all.

Oh let's just say the windstones won't really be a problem. I will probably add ancient dragon but let's be real here, how much of a fight would it actually put up against a whole squadron of fighter jets when one was enough to breach it's shields? As for Agnes, they are fine for now, will write a segment on them eventually.

56006: *Fwoosh *Fwoosh

Fwash Fwash!

GriffonSpade: … A twenty-eight gauge shotgun would be completely unimpressive. Is he gonna go hunt dove or something? That's freaking tiny! Why the hell isn't he using something awesome like a 6 gauge? (Which qualifies as a punt gun...AKA a small cannon)

Okay, you make a valid point, no idea what I was thinking, gonna change it right now.

Three reviews in the span of three minutes? Seems a bit suspicious if you ask me...

Guest: So emperor of germania would be like santa clause?

Not exactly, but close enough I guess.

YODAman: Can I borrow some elements from your fic cuz I think I could make this better.

Sure, just so long as they aren't too similar.

Guest: Nuke pls.

C'mon, they want to take over it, not annihilate Halkeginia… A mini nuke might be fine though, for some intimidation.

Kinunatzs: I'm a sucker in this kind of fics so all I can say is nice chapter and more please.

Cool, gonna be a long wait though.

Unknown: Keep making more.

It will be a slow process but the story will be completed eventually.

Sonicfanx1: You have a good concept but how the whole ordeal was executed seemed too surreal. Also, not that I have a problem with America, but it's too "fuck yeah America" for me.

I understand, it's not for everyone. Besides, this is a crack Fic anyway so it was to be expected that it would be a little extreme with things like that.

Guest: mooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooore

Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaait!

Guest: LZW you need to finish this fanfic

Working on it slowly, it will be finished, just not until I return from the land of gaming.

Guest: My patience is starting to wear thin. Though I do have a lot more to use, I would like it to be done by the end of the month. Yeah, I know I don't know your life, but the story is intriguing enough to where I want to read some more.

Sorry okay? Use? Done by end of the next month? Like you want me to finish the entire story with America taking over the whole of Halk by January?! What are you, my boss? I didn't realize I was working two jobs with one being unpaid... Ugh, now I know how Mangakas feel… Or did you mean the next chapter, in which case it might be possible I guess…

The two agents stood outside the doors of the conference room where many of the Germanian leaders awaited them.

"Ready?"

"About as ready as I'll ever be, considering our circumstances."

"Then let's go!"

Johnson threw open the doors and strode in all important like, as if he owned the place, which he technically had the power to make happen. Some of the more timid members of the council shrunk back into their seats at the sight of the men in black suits and eyes obscured by dark pieces of plastic.

The more brave ones sat firm and eyed the operatives carefully, wondering how such weak looking commoners could have caused Tristain to be so fearful that they would surrender unconditionally. Despite its small size, Tristan was saturated in mages, meaning that these people were either overwhelming in number, or had weapons which were specially designed to wipe out mages. It was then that Smith spoke up as he and Johnson sat at their ends of the long table.

"Greetings leaders of Germania."

The one who addressed him was Albrecht III von Germanien, the Emperor of the nation. He was humongous compared to the rest of the court and had a bear coat worn around him.

"Hail, Americans, I welcome you to the glorious nation of Germania! We have much to discuss."

"Indeed we do."

"Your letter made mention of wanting to create a trade agreement."

"Yes, we intend to set up trade with your country, nothing too large scale at first, perhaps starting with medical supplies and food."

"That sounds reasonable, please speak to Bargeld after the meeting, he is Germania's economic minister and will handle the negotiations along with Fremd, our foreign affairs minister."

"Very well. I assume you are fully aware of our takeover of Tristain."

"Yes, it would be hard not to notice, especially since my bride was taken captive."

"Then you must also be aware of the captive Kirche von Zerbst?"

"Yes, in fact, her mother is in this room right now, she's right over there."

Smith looked over to see a woman with a large bust in a velvet red fur coat with a pipe in her mouth. She puffed a small cloud of smoke and turned to them.

"So how is Kirche doing? I wonder long she's gonna stay there."

"Excuse me?"

"Oh, pardon me, where are my manners? I am Johanna von Zerbst, minister of public relations of Germania. So, how is Kirche doing?"

"We currently do not know about her situation but there has been no word of her death so we can safely say she is alive."

"Then that's fine, the girl can handle herself, and a good number of men if you catch what I mean. Kirche has always been the type to go after strong men, I'm sure your take over has completely entranced her, she might not want to leave even if you let her."

"So you are fine with us holding her?"

"Sure, not like she'll regret it if I think she's doing what I think she's doing right now."

"Well… Okay…"

Smith recomposed himself and turned back to the Emperor.

"What is your stance on us holding the Princess?"

"You can keep her, she had a relationship behind my back, I received proof of this through an anonymous source a few days ago."

"Well, I suppose that means that relations will be positive then."

"Indeed, is there more you wish to discuss?"

"Not at the moment."

The mountain of a man nodded and gestured for those uninvolved to leave. The two earlier mentioned ministers stayed while the others left. Once clear of the room, the defense minister, Mauer, approached the Emperor.

"My lord, it didn't seem that they intend to invade."

"Yes, their talk of trade seems to suggest they are content with Tristain. For now, at least."

"Let's just hope they leave us alone and go for Gallia or Romalia first. Though Albion might be next on their list with the civil war going on."

"Indeed, we can only hope the Founder will guide us forward."

Albrecht tossed his cape back and strode forward to prepare for the worst.

After falling asleep at the end of the process, Louise awoke to find herself in a strange room once again. She noticed it seemed to be a dorm of some sort by the arrangement of the furniture. There was also a second bed across the small room. She wondered where she was and ridiculed the uncomfortable conditions of this room. A familiar crackpot's voice then boomed through the speaker above the door of the room.

"Hello! It's your favorite Doctor Zelinsky speaking! Glad to see you are awake Louise, we will now begin your de-noblization education!"

"What?"

"Oh, my bad, you must have missed the briefing we gave earlier regarding this. Allow me to inform you now. You and the other nobles are required to undergo a course to get that bad attitude out of your system, allowing you to work better with those around you, namely the rest of the Americans."

"Huh?"

"Only those who clear this course will be allowed back into society where they will be monitored for any relapse of their issues."

"What if I fail?"

"Then you retake it of course, it would be cruel not to give you a second chance, trying to change an attitude forged through a lifetime in a mere month isn't easy."

"What is this room?"

"It will be your living quarters, your roommate is out taking the course at the moment so she will be back later this afternoon, for now just feel free to walk around and familiarize yourself with the layout of the facility."

"Okay…"

A click could be heard as the speaker was turned off and Louise, after straightening her attire, a plain white blouse and dark grey skirt, left her room to explore her new surroundings. She walked through the long hallway lined with doors uniformly like a prison. After finally reaching the end and going around a corner, she found herself at what seemed to be a canteen was mostly empty at the moment as everyone was busy but a lady was seen cleaning the tables.

"Hey, you! Commoner!"

She paused from her work at the sound and walked up to the short pink haired girl. Surprising Louise, a slap resounded as the palm of the lady met her cheek.

"Know your place Halkeginian!"

The lady turned and returned to her task. Louise was aghast at the action and was about to reprimand the person when it finally dawned on her, she was no longer a noble, she had lost her magic. In a vain hope, Louise picked up a fork from the table and tried to cast a spell using it as a makeshift foci.

Nothing, not even an explosion, she felt nothing. Normally she would feel a large buildup of willpower in her wand before an explosion but now, she felt nothing. She sighed and accepted that her magic truly was lost. She put the utensil down and left the room silently. After exploring for a while more quietly, Louise returned to her room to meet her roommate.

"Hey Zero Louise."

"Zerbst…"

"It must be fate that put us together."

"You're as much of a zero at magic as I am now Zerbst!"

"That may be so but you are still Zero Louise in other areas."

The red haired ex-mage looked down from the pink ex-nobles face to stare at her flat chest. Louise erupted into rage at what Kiche was implying and started to stamp her feet and punch the wall in anger. After a release of fury lasting ten minutes, Louise calmed down and turned to Kirche.

"So Zerbst, if you're gonna be my roommate then you better stay on your half of the room!"

"Fine by me Vallière, just don't come crawling to me when you get nightmares, the people here are pretty scary."

"Yea, one even slapped me."

"Haha, I bet you did the same thing as Guiche and addressed the person like you were still a noble didn't you?"

"I might have…"

"The staff here have been instructed by the teachers to put you in your place if you do such things, they're nice people though, just doing their jobs."

"Hmm, what about you?"

"What about me?"

"How are you taking this losing magic thing?"

"Oh I'm fine really, in fact I'd say I'm doing better than ever!"

"What…"

"With my magic gone, my flames of passion burn even brighter than before without my magic siphoning it for fuel. Sure it hurt at first but it only lasts a short while. Now that I'm not a noble, I don't have to keep up appearances and can court anyone I want!"

"You slut…"

"I'm offended Louise, I'll have you know that my name is ancient Germanian for church, meaning that I bring holiness to all around me!"

"Ugh, more like you damn those around you…"

"Now now Vallière, I think you should at least try to be nice to me now that we're roommates."

"We'll see about that, where's Tabitha anyway, I thought you two were close?"

"I haven't seen her, I've asked the guards after some persuasion but none of them know. The only thing I've managed to find out is that she wasn't with us when we were sent to have our magic extracted but I'm not too sure about the details."

"I see, maybe she managed to escape."

"I don't think so, even if she is strong, they had us put to sleep with strange weapons when they attacked, she wouldn't be able to do anything in that state."

"Well no use thinking about it now, though I have to know, how long was I asleep? I seemed to have missed the lesson for the de-noblization thing."

"You were out for longer than the rest, most of us woke up a day or two after the process, you took three days and classes started without you."

"Oh… Who else is here?"

"Most of the academy students are here but I think the teachers have a separate area."

"So they've only taken over the academy? Phew…"

"Sorry but no, the guards apparently say the entire of Tristain is under their control now."

"What! Even if we're a small nation, we have the most mages so how did they win!?"

"Beats me, but we've had no news of others yet."

"Wait, if Tristain is captured, then what about the Princess? Did she make it out?!"

"Calm down Louise! I already told you none of us here know!"

"Calm down? How can I calm down when Tristain's beloved ruler might be dead right now and have her body defiled?!"

"Relax Louise, she's probably alive, these guys don't kill mages unless absolutely necessary."

"How am I supposed to believe you? You're just a Germanian, why would you care about Tristain's problems!"

"Well maybe I shouldn't if you're going to act like that!"

"Yea, you should stay out of my business Zerbst so get out of my room!"

"It's as much your room as it is mine Vallière so I'm staying if I feel like it!"

Just as Louise was about to resort to violence, a voice spoke up through the intercom. However, it wasn't the friendly cheerful voice of the mad doctor which Louise had expected, it was a stern fierce voice which greeted her, like one would find from the sternest of military instructors. The strange thing was, it sounded female.

"Alright girls break it up, as your dorm supervisor I refuse to allow fights to occur here so make nice or freeze like ice for when the guards come a knockin'!"

Louise stopped her punch short and stomped over to her bed and sat down with her arms crossed, fuming with discontent. Kirche smiled slightly, feeling she had won that fight, and went to her bed. She sat crossed legged on it and opened her dresser drawer to grab her comb to groom her hair. While straightening her flowing red locks, she noticed the death stares sent her way by Louise and sighed.

"Oh get over it Louise."

"Hmph!"

"Ugh, tell you what, I'll tell you about what we learned today if you cheer up a little alright?"

Louise looked back at Kirche and considered it for a moment.

"Fine…"

A small smile of relief graced Kirche's face at her acceptance. So Kirche spent some time to explain what was taught to them this lesson and gave Louise some tips on how to live in her new environment such as learning to thank people or asking politely for things, basic etiquette practices which now needed to be put into use for everyone, not just your peers.

In the labs deep within Area 52, Doctor Zelinsky's science team worked tirelessly on all the specimens they had acquired, wanting to focus their research on the new creatures in Halkeginia first before moving on to other aspects. Currently, they were dissecting what was identified as a fire salamander and an exotic creature called a bugbear.

The salamander was very interesting, especially its flame glands located in its mouth and at the tip of its tail. It was an interesting piece of biology which converted energy into fire which was what dragons of this world were presumed to use. The bugbear was an interesting subject, despite its name, the lifeform bore resemblance to neither a bug nor a bear. It would have been more appropriate to name it a Flyeye since that was what it was, a giant purple flying eye.

The creature didn't even need any propulsion to fly, it practically floated. Its only main features were three antenna like appendages at its top and one at the bottom which made it look like a Pokemon. Even then, these didn't seem to grant flight and so they dissected it to find out more. They had yet to get complete results, but the findings so far were astounding.

One thing they learned was that the creature was apparently hollow. making it nearly weightless which was what was theorized to be its reason for flight. Further analysis revealed that its antenna apparently had tiny air jets which allowed it to move. The middle top and bottom antennas were what controlled its altitude while the two at the sides of the top allowed it sideways movement. The Professors were now investigating what material its slimy skin was made of.

Professor Zelinsky Le Doux led the investigations and was currently doing a write up on creating artificial flame glands by reverse engineering the ones extracted from the salamander. In the back of his mind, he thought back to the request sent in by an Agent Johnson from the Men in Black for a dragon t-bone steak cooked medium rare. He had planned to study the blue dragon from the academy next so maybe the agent could get the leftovers if he didn't need it.

After an hour of scribbling and theorizing, he filed the write up away and set it on his table for later review. He then picked up the next piece of paperwork on the desk and furrowed his brow as he read through it. Apparently, he had to release said blue dragon he had just thought about a few moments earlier due to a certain diplomatic arrangement. He sighed but knew he had no choice, the decisions of the higher ups were final, especially so in this case.

Zelinsky prepared the procedures for releasing the subject and made arrangements for another dragon to be captured for his uses. He had only managed to get a bioanalysis of the creature and was rather displeased he would have to get new data to work on his new subject. Nonetheless, he was still grateful for the opportunity to lead the research effort in Halkeginia. Moving on to the next piece of desk work, he pulled the most appealing looking folder out of the stack and opened it.

If the cover looked nice, the information it contained was great. His expedition into the countryside had netted him thirteen new species to probe and examine. They mainly consisted of things from fairy tales like manticores, gryphons, ogres, trolls and other mythological creatures. Putting the folder aside, pleased with the fruits of his labour, he picked up the next file. It was the technological analysis file for the nation of Tristain which he had requested.

The doctor had wanted to use it when deciding what new technologies should be introduced to the mages. There was also mention of the discovery of old World War I and II weapons such as an M-72 Law Rocket Launcher in the academy which they called the Staff of Destruction. There was also an A6M Japanese Zero Fighter dubbed the Dragon's Raiment which was found in a hidden area of the village of Tarbes. A noble's upturned manor contained a bunch of erotic novels but nothing much else.

Putting the file away after looking it through, the doctor got up from his rotatable black leather chair and stretched his back, hearing a chain of cracking sounds as his backbone snapped into place. With a massage of his nose, he slotted his access card to open his office door and stepped out of the room for some fresher air, the thought of sending other science teams into Halkeginia echoing in his mind.

A/N: In case anyone is curious, I plan to add other intelligent species into Halkeginia besides the mages and elves but it will be a secret what they will be. A couple will be in Halkeginia but others will be located in the other continents and respond to US contact differently so anticipate that.

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