Chapter 12

2099, December, Countryside of Osterrian Germania

Getting a break to Travel for a short while was never a hard thing, the church after all had always been a somewhat peaceful and flexible workplace, so long you warned them with at least a week in advance and hadn't taken a break yet in the same Month or two, you had no issues having a few days off aside the scheduled Rest days. For one sister of that Church, those extra days could make or break her rekindled Objectives.

The first place she went for was in the deep countryside of Germania, specifically the Osterrian Region, urban development was still slow and this was one area that had both developed but also remained not as connected to the Region's economy. The area was after all, home to a regional Laboratory of a certain company. And a certain someone had been Relocated there after the Holy Kaiserin returned and set things back to their proper tracks.

HEAL Labs sister company and a close partner in their many projects, NTR, Nytocrys Thaumathurgic Research. The name seems odd, more of an application of pre-Orb based research on Magic than a Biopharma many with basic Understanding of Magic would say. Amelia knew it was far from it, rather, Medical Magic and Its usage in Biopharma research was what true purpose NTR aimed for, Hence its Internal Status as being "married" to HEAL Labs.

She passed the Checkpoint, of the Main facility of the Region, A modern building, with plenty of PMC security, albeit the Internal Security was ARMS TRIGGER Security personnel, the PMC was only here so AFVs and Heavier weapons could be present. The Reception area had a person waiting her. The very one that got her this valuable meeting.

"Ms. Amelia! Odd seeing you in your 'old' Work clothes."

"Cut the crap, Mike, if I am to fulfill my Promises to my Savior, then I will do my very best."

He laughs a bit. Then he gets to business. Damn annoying, that damn smile of his I mean.

"Alright, Please, give her a Guest Pass, Sector P34R."

The receptionist works right away, in a minute, Amelia receives the Guest Pass and as recommended, keeps it attached to her chest area in a visible way. Then he Guides her, to an elevator, one hidden password later, it moves Downward.

"How's she? And the Others?"

Mike has a more Stiff expression, smile still there, his Mouth is the last thing you should look at for facial clues on him after all, since only Time and plenty of Interacting with him you will learn every faucet his Smiles can hold.

"KSTR1 is stable, still no luck, you should call yourself lucky to even have managed to drag all your dear buddies to this very world. The rest…. Not much better."

The Time Travelling Detective has no way to avoid frowning and pinching the bridge of her nose. This will take Time then, a lot of it. The new Watch now bearing her very blessings for her are not the Solution, only a helping Tool, she won't do the Mistake that put all of her friends in this mess again. Not after being saved twice from that by the Holy Kaiserin herself.

"Right. Any luck with the Others?"

Her closest friends may be in easy reach, but she still cares about the others as well. His looks change only a minute detail.

"Akitsuhsima, not good, sparse Intel, but… two are confirmed KIA. Others went across the four winds, a Mercenary working in an Afrikan Disaster has picked my attention as of late."

He offers her a paper, she takes and reads it quickly, the Elevator is close to the Destination.

"She's… different. I can't even think she had that Contagious Laugh the way she looks now."

"Many are, we confirmed members of X aside the samurai had been doing some iffy Jobs in Kanata, the Samurai girl…. Has truly fallen of her path…"

The elevator arrives, Talk ends on it for now. The corridors now have a clear tell of one thing, Fire prevention, Amelia even Spots some Special Turrets, models specifically made to fire Special Hyper Freezing munitions, Security also is Tight here, only a Suicidal idiot or an Overkill Army would breach this amount of Defenses if they want to avoid Losing any valuable data here. Soon, they arrive at the Window of a specific room.

"Kiara…"

Hardly different from when everything went to hell, Almost as if it hadn't been over 150 Years since they got here, battered and having been a second to their deaths had she not forced that damn Broken Watch into Overdrive, but that same last save left them all somewhat broken. Physically, her Phoenix powers keep her in good health, yet…

"Biologically and Mentally she's Alive, yet I doubt we will find where her Soul is without someone that can track it specifically."

"I know…. But HOW do I even ENTER Calli's home dimension? Without having to DIE that's?"

"I heard of a guy, name's Samuel H. Heard he as R&D Director of UAC has been tinkering with Portals to Hell, spike their research and maybe you will have your path."

"No one in ARMS TRIGGER or its children doing that?"

His Look is one that clearly shuts her up, after all, her question was clearly stupid for insinuating they do research on reckless Doomsday tech that can't be properly controlled.

"No, only to a Degree to know it's feasible to do within a Millenia, but its always sealed and made unusable, active research is limited to mostly Theoretical Studies and minimal scale super safe testing that yields nothing of future use once it's done. So Good luck."

"Yeah, Yeah, Hope you get me Materials and a contact point then."

"That I can do."

Then, the somewhat harder topics for her.

"And, How they have been? In details."

For once His expression becomes very different.

"It's been hard keeping the Shark at bay, still no luck, whatever happened in transit, may have Scrambled the memories badly, a new set of procedures will be done later next year. Her? Still sealed shut near the only Lady that can deal with her if the worst comes. Maybe you will one day have to fight your worst fear."

With that done, Amelia left the Facility, with a clear group of Motherfuckers to groundpound with a little sabotaging. If that will be useful in damaging the Holy Kaiserin enemies as Mike seems to aim for, the better.

Berun, Germania, Christmas Week 2099

Once more Intel has come, it really seems whatever group has been doing things, That Carlisle Snake Oil salesman sham is likely a Mid level cog, no way he would pull such grandiose attempt on me by his will. Maybe a plethora of petty attempts, but not having a 1.5 Ton Bomb made for Blasting whole City Blocks flung in my general vicinity.

Whatever, I am fine with attempts at me, not to the letter, but honestly better a Sniper shooting at me than some idiot sending Strategic Jet Bombers to drop Thousands upon Thousands of Laser Guided Bombs over Germania. WE… truly have no Fucks about people wanting us dead, right? I just down my tenth Wine Bottle just this morning…. Fuck this body, it's come to the point I LITERALLY HAVE to WISH being Plastered in Alcohol for the effects to happen, but oh noes…. Always more things to focus on and have OUR usual Inability to not do our work in superb state kill whatever Drunken state WE achieved.

The Navy reports came, and somehow our First new Destroyers WOULD arrive in late February, Guess most of the Hard work on those ships designs had been ironed out for so long already all they did was order the Shipyards to start their construction full speed. The new Carriers would take Longer, and that's only due to Size. However Anya came with me Yesterday Happily showing me the surprise Gift the Navy readied. As I thought, a new KMS Kaiserin, but this time it was a Super Class for the carrier family.

The SK Carrier, or Sankt Kaiserin Carrier Family, if dear KMS Kaiserin was a Budget Super carrier, This new design is FOUR TIMES above the punch of the Last US Super carrier Class. I had NO ISSUES with the Navy wanting a new Master Flagship since the Three New carriers queued for Production were Similar in scale and role the Upgraded carrier in use would hold until they were completed, the problem was that KMS Kaiserin II had ONE VERY ANNOYING feature planned.

Even if WE wanted to have that cut out, the resistance was fierce, so much in the end I had to relent, at least WE could be happy our Petty revenge came in that this new Model would ONLY be put into Shipyard queue after the Other Carriers were done, so it would be likely sitting there for a decade maybe. Long enough so that The idea of having ALL KMS AI cores Physical manifestation look like my children was forgotten or at least could be changed to something less bothersome than that. I have enough with The KMS Kaiserin and Our Armored Divisions calling me Mother.

Once I finished these Last Days before Christmas bothersome Reports, I decided to do my other projects. Namely Drawing some quality entertainment, Oh dear Akitsushima…. You really abandoned the Horny, didn't you? Then don't blame me for snatching for Germania's sake then. Nothing sells more than stuff aiming the Horny masses.

"So what to make? I doubt more of the same flooding the new Entertainment domains will do."

Nowadays, only south America had a more Open Market of Comics, Mangas and the likes, Their Laws after all, were open and done about that, since Brasillia was the head of that power Bloc, they all took their way of doing things as mandated rule, and Brasillia's new Laws post WW3 on Media and Entertainment put any Control and Regulation under Federal control, meaning no Significant corruption, since last Federal sphere person found guilty of that got used as a Test Dummy for what happens if you get hit by one of the Orbital Slinger's capsules when it's been shot but failed to exit Earth's Gravity Well zone and also the failsafe parachutes failed to work. It had been Broadcasted uncensored to make the Point clear.

The rest of the world? Their Net has developed into Isolated networks of Invite only forums, that the Security to even access for all levels, including a dozen extra layers for any user with control perms of the Forum features meant it was a costly whack a mole fiasco, for any Nation, doing so became just worthless, even Germania and OZEV net became that, add that there's only minimal Net traffic between Nations due to Magician led Policies of Closed Borders even for Internet flow, and you see this "Internet" of the 2090s is basically worse than the Internet I SPEARHEADED as Leader of Germania, so yes, Internet nowadays is WORSE than the net of the Mid 1980s, when it became an Open Public thing in a consumer friendly level.

Since getting sample materials would be hard the normal way, I just abuse my contact privileges, the Brit has enough of a net spread everywhere that getting data copied of Forums everywhere isn't even hard, and it only costed Mike's Bank account, a win-win in OUR view.

"Amazing that a Short Blonde Germanian girl and a tall, busty Brunnete lady are THE most prevalent thing in fanservice and Porn material…."

More of the same won't do. But what else can I pull out? For one there's a lot of Escapist Power Fantasies… hmm…. Maybe? How about a classic? Isekai, With a Gift, and the MC is a Cutie ripe for the Internet Perverts to make into source for more Hentai. Yep, that will do.

"So the Character will be a great war era guy, gets Isekai'd as a Girl in Feudal Akitsushima, and not a mere Girl, but a damn fox eared Miko hime with a full blown over the top Maho shoujo transformation. And who will be bothered that her skirt will be 8.8cm shorter than School regulations? She's the fucking goddamned Gifted Priestess!"

Idea set, I started sketching, a fox Miko, so a platinum white hair or red? Maybe black as well. The height is about 150cm, six heads proportion, a small B cup, so Pettan levels. A Fluffy damn tail, of course she has the brazenness of a damn Imperial General, a bit of Ruddersdorf, he always had me viewing him as the kind of man who would lead from the frontlines back during that War had his age and Experience as a General leading the Strategic field that Central Staff planned not demanded the opposite. Complimenting that, her poses will usually default to the imposing kind, anytime official duties aren't happening of course.

That set, a quickly make a full refined Full body drawing of Rudy-Chan, once I did it, I was in the mood, so I made two more, in a specific fashion, Her lying down, crossed arms and looking fiercely at you, her Hime Dress still properly worn. Then there's the "Cover B" of it, a now more flustered face, the pose was now of a sensual Lying down in bed, she now only had her Bandage chest and an out of period Panty, the stripped Blue and white no less.

Feeling satisfied for now, I take the Digital Tablet, hook to the PC, already on and set on the Digital art software, who needs 3d mannequins? Copy pasta and mirror hands and feet? Sure they are VERY helpful tools for productivity, but I have seen so many relying excessively on those tools their hands and feet suffer whenever in paper art of theirs pop online. For now, this is fully a Hobby level thing, and given I have an Entire Church's and OZEV's Coffers open for me (which I do my utmost to use the minimum, never exceeding my Kaiserin Paychecks of then, adjusted of course), this will forever remain as such.

I already made Germania-Chan as a 4-Koma stuff, and anyone with a few decent Braincells can work a decent to read one. So I decided, why not try a 3-4 Page comic format? For a starter chapter, just Rudy-Chan Origins, simpler than that only a Gag per page plot. The start is simple, Mr. Rudder, General Staff of Central command, and the head in charge of Operations, in his Death bed like good old Ruddersdorf, dies, and just goes off knowing the Treacherous Francois got their arses kicked.

Then the next page is him in a white void with the only "decoration being the Ruins of a nondescriptive Temple or Church, where he meets Being X the wannabe god. And their discussion starts. Third Page is him managing to get Being X royally angry, who then kicks him into a fucked Reincarnation. Fourth Page is merely Rudy-Chan waking up to his new life as Hime Miko in Feudal Japan. As a Bonus I will put an One page extra where Being X is demoted to becoming a Jimmy cannon Fodder in Medieval Europa, just as Arthur is firing off Excalibur to Obliterate some generic Albish Army of a rogue Lord hellbent on destroying Old Albion, among US, Artoria lets out a weid Umu noise.

This done, I save it, and post on a Social account made a few weeks ago, of course no one knows it's me since the PC and the Phone for it are all stuff I sourced from Mike's trusty suppliers, at least I can be honest with him, to a degree. And again, 95 is eyeing the art, specifically the ones I drawn as a Bodypillow cover design. Really?

"Partner!"

"Yes 95?"

She shows those drawings, and I know it's not them specifically she wants.

"Yes?"

"Can you make one for me? With you or Germania-Chan?"

"Care to explain what you want with that?"

She blushes and gets all timid, is this a damned be romcom or a Gag romance?

"Fine, but no getting it to Anya, or Mike. In any way, understood?"

She nods, I just know she will find a way to get a damn Body pillow of that done. I make one with Germania-Chan, no way I am making such an embarrassing thing using MYSELF. The Cover A is her in an Imperial Uniform, a few buttons of the Jacket and shirt open a bit, however she is looking at you with serious eyes. Cover B is just a white shirt, shorts and nothing else, her prim and proper hair spreads over the bed, she shily covers her mouth, leaving her blushing cheeks and those puppy eyes sparkling at you. Done.

"Here."

"THANKS!"

Again she takes off, just now with the drawings tucked in a small stack of blank papers as if she got some to do whatever in her corner. Once I finish fixing the drawing materials, shutting the PC and stretching myself before walking out. Then I see Anya walking to me, from the Looks, she just arrived after being out for a while.

"Holy kaiserin! Sorry for the interruption, but I received that the US president would like to meet you, no Official Business per say."

"At such time of the year? Alright, tell them I can meet them in between Christmas and New Year."

She nods and leaves, taking Notes no less. I decide to see what dear 95 has been up to after getting those drawings, I enter my Bedroom, and no soon I turn to look at the corner set for 95, she's reading some very culture rich books. History heavy, about me and Visha. Her face is as if I just caught my own daughter reading some salaciously inappropriate book for a girl her age. To just nail it, it's a damned full pack. I don't say a thing and just leave, closing the Door.

"Hello, Mike? You know someone who makes Pillows, yes, the Body type, yes, it's for a Gift, and not a damn word."

A rush call done; I see Anya rushing me like a Typhoon. Crap.

"Holy Kaiserin! If it's not a both-"

"Speak."

She just shows me her Phone, in a Social media…. With the Rudy-Chan comic I just made. And a Body Pillow art someone sent in reply. I really drilled a pent up well of fortune, didn't i? Resigned, I enter my Office again after getting a note paper from her on what she wanted. For a Heir of Elya, WHAT IN FUCKS she wants a Body Pillow of HER GREAT GREAT GRANDMOTHER for? Alongside one of me Visha and an awful huge ass list of others, even the warmaniac Lergen was in here!

28th December 2099, Berun

A non Official Meeting with the Sitting US president, actually the Vice, he Took over the former President's Duties when he ended kicked by an Impeachment Vote caused by the Fiasco that was Losing Angie Kudou, Callsign Angie Sirius, their best and most Talented STARS Spec ops Magician soldier, to a Defection to Akitsushima no less. That their Best generation had been that one and Over Half the forces had been forcibly dishonorably discharged due to their Involvement in the Incidents that went off in the Peninsular Magician Superpower Nation, was just salt in the wound.

President Thomas T. Jr. Member of the same Party as the Impeached President, the Green, USNAM, specifically the US part, once the WW3 went completely south, worse than the Two Bharatian wars combined for them, a Collapse of them happened, 2020 had been a bittering incident, that it just kept going downhill from them made the Citizens grow increasingly anti-government. So when your Army proves to be a wet Paper Tiger by being kicked by a "Supposedly Third Rate" Army playing Defensive, and said Army made publicly clear they HAVE a way to keep Hammering the US in Nuclear fire, of course an already Unstable Government would crash. So since the 2065s when the Fires of Civil war died down for good with a reborn US, that quickly built a Bloc with Mexico and Kanata who also Both underwent Massive Similar Bloody Government restructuring, They had five Main Parties fighting off votes for both States and Federal seats.

Red, Blue, Yellow, Green and Purple. Green is just a Mix of Red and Purple in Ideology and Political Policy, an Alliance making Policy but Nationally they preach a firm No Left leanings for the US. So it's little surprise they may seek to see if this reborn Germania and OZEV would be potential Allies, I am all for a firm and trustworthy alliance, economically of course, trade is important.

But an Unofficial visit? In a supposed "Goodwill" Visit? Guess the Green Party was hit way too hard by the Loss of the STARS and deciding to throw Magicians under the Bus.

"Holy Kaiserin! Thanks for receiving us despite the lack of scheduling!"

"It's my Pleasure, Germania had once made a strong tie to the US, it's the least I can do for old times sake."

"Old times, eh?"

This Visit was done in a Secure area, a Small Office Building, slated for renovations January of next year. A privacy spell and the fact both of us only had an escort, him his trusted Head of Secret Service, me, Kaiserin obviously.

"So this is a Mage Spell? A privacy one? It's safe?"

"So long none of us is Recording in secret, nothing will leak the room."

That seems enough for him.

"Right, then I will do for old times as well and be frank, the US wants Germania's help."

"With Your reopened Mage Forces I guess?"

"Right on Point, we would be happy to Buy Surplus Orbs and Hire some Mages to Train ours."

This is pure Déjà vu, Guess they will always be the "Money can Buy the way out of any problem" type of People. I can simply dump the Thousands of 101 Block IIIs, which are about as good as the newly Minted Type 99 Ausf. G the Mages Volunteering to help our Police are using, but will be easily dwarfed even by the Block XI the Army has just began replacing with the new Type 105A. However I can't see WHAT they would be offering past Money and a Trade deal, for now, Magicians only make the other Armies hold parity vs our NORMAL forces, as soon a Mage force enters the field, Only Other Mages can keep ours at bay without having to Pull tanks, SPAAs or Stationary Heavy weapons into large numbers to suppress a handful of human sized troops that punch as much as an attack Helicopter can.

"And what would your country even Offer for that? Tradeable Money isn't as Important in the current global state, and a Trade agreement isn't that necessary yet."

His Agent pulls a paper from the suitcase he was carrying, handle handcuffed to his arm. Kaiserin receives and gives me once "it's safe". Let's see, A Mutual Trade Agreement, a Special pricing to sell all data and Tech about Magicians alongside the CIA's list of Known and Suspected Strategic Class magicians, Undoing the "Anti-Tanyaism" laws? Wait, what?

"The office is Open to make generous concessions, we are THAT willing if that means having something to counteract the rising problem Magicians are turning in our Homeland."

And now a meaty State Secret, Internal Turmoil, and since from Anya's intel, the USNAM are currently under a growing rift, the Magicians are flocking to Blue and Yellow type Parties, both being the Stereotypical Lying Leftist hellbent on seizing power, just one is Commie, the other is Nazi in approach. While all other Military faucets have been going for Red, Purple and Green, and dear President Thomas's Party is lagging in that field, Next year's elections are a done deal, Red or Purple will get the cushy seat he has, but the problem is the Mounting problem of a potential coup attempt or another Civil war, The weaker Party Military wise will be conveniently wiped off if that happens.

"I see, we can offer a model we had fully Pulled out of Service just recently, alongside some of our Training staff. The price…"

He closes in, this is how bad things are mounting there huh?

"… To be discussed in detail later, but preemptively, I would want nothing less than joint effort in nipping Strategic class Magicians altogether, including the one who caused the ' Scorched Halloween' incident."

"We… we can get something working on that."

"Then I hope the official meeting comes soon."

A polite shake of hands later and he's sneakily escorted back to return to his official schedule. Including a meeting with the Chancellor and President, both had been warned of potential Negotiations under the table.

"Call them, I need to make one myself."

Kaiserin temporarily returns inside, calling out the covert escorts who should keep the President safe, and to get the Government to ready a negotiation based on what we spoke just now.

[Stahl 2, how's things?]

[As usual, Magicians ready to try one on the President, it's becoming an annoying whack a Mole, my men just got their 100th]

[Keep the work, and what of THAT?]

[Done.]

[Alright, good job, keep focus, it's not over until we arrive home safe.]

That done, I run an AR HUD on my eyes quietly via the 105K, the custom model made for me, just a more powerful and flexible version of the 105A. A few Dots are moving in and Out, snuffing many others, Truly scary what T-Dolls after these last Upgrades can do. Kaiserin is back. I smell a familiar smell, and know something was up.

"Caught one, had tried to warn his employers."

She just picks a wet tissue paper and wipes the few drops of blood in her hand, then put a metallic object in it and dumps it away.

"What's that?"

".357 DiamondNeck ammo, bastard tried on me."

To say I only now learned she was able to shrug a .357 Magnum round and somehow was not bothered by being shot, rather she was annoyed as if her clothing was ruined just as she left a Burning building that almost Burned her. Whoever she is…. I really hope WE never have to fight her off. Mages can do so, but if her ahoge was any indication, she actually had been hit.

"No problems, we need to go to Business. Last Minute of the Year Deals? That's news even for me."

That said and done, I still need to find a specific rat. Hopefully the T-Dolls alongside Stahl 3's cover sweeping will reveal it.

Berun, Undisclosed Location

"Ackh!"

Shit, just not my lucky day, eh? I just got here to make sure a deal went wrong, as the "Organization's" Demands were. But nope, they fail to realize WHAT trouble that girl has acting as her Guardian angels, huh?

"My, My…. Vlad? Haven't learnt your Lesson already? I Tought Tokiyami was enough beating for such a sassy ass."

"Heh, it was for me, not for the ones paying my Bills tho."

Damn, That Crazy ass Bitch, if she's here, then At minimum there's her Partner or that Fuck-

BANG

"ACKH."

"Heeeey…. I READ you almost calling him a name. Manners you Manlet Frog!"

"Oh come on, stop breaking the walls of reality! 'tis not that kind of thing."

Ah, that damned Smile of hers. Shit.

"Sorry, but I Guess now it's true farewell, your little employer will stay for now. You? We need a dead man, to tell no Tales."

BANG BANG BANG

Stahl 3 POV

As I finish the last in the "borrowed" .357 I picked from the enemy, Tanya's T-Dolls arrive.

"Came too late, he tried to Kill me, so…"

The Leader of the Operation, and Tanya's doll security forces as well, LmG-11, a Special model made for Tanya but not approved by her, the model was produced in small numbers after WW3, all for these dolls linked to the core unit, registry number 416 no less. Same height as dear Holy Kaiserin, Blonde hair, but the dress is a very Stylized Aerial Mage uniform for flight, She is after all, a model refitted with an experimental Ultracompact Energy to Mana Generator, allowing her to use the Doll custom Orb device, limited to Shield and Flight.

"Understood, should we report, or you will?"

"Report, I will see if my men got something else from his tools."

She salutes and starts opening a Mage comms to her. Well, job's done for now. Now, where you will Move things, Darling Stahl 1?