Chapter 4: Kaiserin in the Shadow: Plucking evil roots a La Rhine style

Summary:

Not Always that getting Isekai'd again nets you an even more insane world, much less meet another Isekai'd person.

Chapter

Waking up from sleep was always a hard task for me, since this childish body with low Blood pressure and Years of poor Military Food made my growth stop entirelly at an appearance akin to a 12 year old kid. Still, did i sleep once more in a Frontline trench?

"TANYA!"

I am shocked awake by Visha, my Adjuntant and trusty partner during my flights in command of the 203rd. Looking around, a half beaten shack that looks more of a bombed out building close to collapse than a livable place, did the city in Russy territory the Empire's army was using as outpost got bombed? Hit by mages? Looking at my Adjuntant, with a very worried face, guess getting near killed in the sleep and being found unconscious unaware of that ever happening will put your friends and allies into a fit of worried crazy.

"V-visha? Status report?"

Seeing i was fine and still able to think properly put her at ease, she quickly salutes before reporting.

"U-uh... We are in an Unknown place, Major."

"What?"

"I woke right next to you inside this place, it's located in the middle of some forest... And..."

Her eyes trail to a corner of this beaten out ruins. Tied, bound and gagged, Mary Sue, still unconscious, with a comically large swell in her head, i guess she woke up and tried to attack us, only for Visha to somehow beat her and keep her tied.

"Mary is here? How?"

"I don't know Major, last i remember before this is we went to Sleep in the safety of the Imperial Fortified position closer to the rear, then i woke as i said."

This is bad, damn Being X! Messing with ke wasn't enough? Now you're putting Visha in the danger and we now are carrying your pathetic sycopanthic psycho of your making to fight me? Shit. First things first, get pur bearings, see where we are and try to get back to Friendly Imperial positions.

"Visha."

"Yes!"

Sharp as always, truly my Adjuntant.

"Any idea of where this forest is? Or at least a firm bearing?"

"N-no major, unfortunately, at most it seems we aren't in Russy territory, but this doesn't feel to be an Europa Forest either."

I walk outside this excuse of a roof above ourselves, luckily it seems we still have our Type 97 orbs, i start flying, getting about 300m high, indeed, no way we are in Federation land, nor do these overly expansive woods seem to fit any known Europa forests, be in trees or relative size. And the climate i am sure is not fitting Unified States or South America either. I return back, to see Mary back awake and trying to free herself like any unskilled idiot naive plucky girl in a fit of childish rage would... Uselessly.

"Alright, either we are somewhere REALLY uncharted in our world or maybe we got sent to an entire different world, Visha."

"D-different world?"

"Think of it like a world that has SOME degree of similarity to our previous, it's livable and that's it, anything else is different, culture, nations, maybe even other types of lifeforms..."

She stand there, processing the idea, i have to get to Mary Sue, either kill her here or convince her to at least follow us, if just to survive. Unbinding the gag, thankfully she didn't try to bite me as i did so.

"Devil!"

"Yeah, yeah, sure, all my enemies call me that, sure."

What went as was a boring, annoying, lenthy proccess of talking to her and convincing this Naive idiot about our current situation, at the end of the day, Mary was at least in understanding that the current situation is sure death to her if she went by herself. Guess that noticing Being X was no longer spewing shitty lies and corrupting her mind so freely was enough realization of the Naive idiot she was to see i was at very least willing to let her live instead of doing what she believed i would, being a Devil and all that. Visha had during all that time went off, returning with quite the catch, a wild boar looking thing, after testing to see if it was edible, we made a small campfire outside, roasted it and we three ate, Mary was fed since neither of us felt she was trustworthy enough yet to be released for anything. Sleeping in hard, damp floors with only makeshift bedding out of Leaves made me think Sleeping with the Trench guys wasn't so bad.

We woke early next day, to an unwell Mary, whatever had happened to her, didn't seem to be caused by the food, since we all ate that boar meat, deciding it would be in poor taste to let her die of whatever sickness or disease has gotten to her, we undid her binds and then undressed her, medical emergency and whatnot, not like those absurdly overdeveloped lumps of fat on such a childish body made my inner male side feel things, i am NOT a Lorya kind of sicko, alright? A strange kind of necrosis looking sickly purple was present everywhere in her body, it couldn't be any disease i read about in both my lifes, after all, me and Visha were still completely fine. If it's not a pathogen... Other world, fantasy, magic... MAGIC!

I quickly start using magical scanning on her, bingo! Guess her shit levels of Magical control were going even worse now, harming her body in the proccess. With some effort, using Magical blades and other strange amateurish forms of medical procedures, we somehow manage to both stabilize this naive brunnete and nit mangle her body, albeit i think cutting some of the excess fat wouldn't harm her either way... Back to the point, Mary was back to health, but i doubt we would be able to just keep doing this everytine her shoddy ability to control her S rank magic levels went haywire again.

"Mary."

"Eeep! Y-yes?"

Surprising how becoming her life saviour changed her a bit, i guess that out of control mana was indeed hurting way too much, more than my improvised magic blade scalpels did.

"First things first, the source of that painful state you were in was your own Magic growing out of control, if you don't want nore of that." I said "Then your control of it has to improve."

I offered to train her, to make her control of Magic better, between randomly falling to the painful experience she just went or accept the help of her Nemesis, her survival instincs took over, better the bitter feeling of having needed my help than risk dying or being a mere burden only kept alive to my graces and whims to help her. Serebriakova had a minute face of feeling pity to Mary, getting this Naive Mage up to task was nothing but making sure she became an useful ally for my safety, and anyone who trained under me during the formation of the 203rd knows how thorough i am for that.

3 months later

While i would have loved to have moved already to either a city, village or at least a place with a structure better than just a ravaged ruined town, hunting Bandits for food, money and gear wasn't as bad i initially thought, even more since one of the groups we hit was a supposedly "church sanctioned" transport of what the public called "possessed", four corpse looking victims of what me and my two pals in this world only came to recognize as Magical potential gone out of control, thankfully, Mary's plentiful of moments she needed the treatment early in my trainin regimen made me and my Adjuntant into experts at treating this ailment, pity that this underveloped world would discard such raw gems full of potential. Oh well, one's chuch trash is my treasure. After securing all valuables and food, we packed those victims back to a secure location.

To say i was surprised would be an understatement, holy moly those corpses turned into exceptional Beauties! Their magical power levels were also no joke, still weaker than mine or Mary, but easily on par with Visha's values. They were as surprised as me, for having been cured of such late stage of the Possession instead of my awe for their beauty, i had an odd impression Visha had a Pout on her face, i couldn't think of any reason why.

"T-the Possession!?"

"H-how? We were at such stages!"

"A miracle! Oh, thank you! Our saviours!"

" *Sob* sniff..."

Guess we need to find an excuse... Whatever works, no way they will believe merely their Magic went haywire... Well... The Church was disposing of them en mass, and it was treated like a Disease... So why not blast that damned institution of praise for Being X while blaming their bad fates until now on a Curse? Win-win for everyone here.

"Hello? Hello! Attention Please!"

The four quickly focus on me, good, i better use their grateful feelings while they are high. Getting more people to help us will be useful.

"This so called Possession isn't what the church or the authorities call it to be! Rather, it's something akin to a curse! From... Diabolos!"

This shocks the ladies, well, three ladies and a prevubescent girl.

"Diabolos?! As in the Diabolos of Fairytales?"

Lucky us some of our raids on Bandits netted us Books, including some of those tales.

"Indeed, but Diabolos was no fairytale, it existed! And the heroes who slain it were cursed by Diabolos in his Dying breaths! A curse that Manifested in their descendants! Those who carry their blood even if just a fraction!"

Their reactions were good, nice nice, let's keep the hammer going then.

"But then, WHY are those who carry their Blood and suffer the curse despised? Treated so badly? It's simple! The church! They rewrote history, made Possessed sonething to be scorned and disposed off!"

Now this got them a bit incredulous, oh well, slapping some bits and pieces of conspiracy theory in this will likely make my (totally false) claims more easy to accept.

"The church has been Infiltrated! By an Evil cult! One who seeks to REVIVE diabolos! And this cult has also tsken deep roots into several Nations and their government or Military! Nobles corrupted! Priests, bishops and more taken by their trusted members! To avoid dangers they want any with even a shredd of potential to be a new Hero gone! That's why Possessed were rewritten to be Villains! Evil to be purged!"

Good, spicing things with Secret cults and Iluminati type crap got them hook line and sinker.

"Me and my friends here are against such Cult! We won't tolerate their cruel and inhumane acts! Scorning Possessed is only the tip of their dark acts! Human experimentarion, Kidnappings! Drug trafficking! Acts of cruelty far beyond what should be permitted! All to revive their Devil and grow in power themselves! To cast a tyrannical rule onto this world once more!"

The shine in those eyes make me feel i may have done something wrong in my speech... No way, right? This is just to get some extra hands to later have a cushy and safe stronghold or just manage to enter a City andnlive peacefully, right?

"Are you willing to help us? Fight those bastards? Find the truth behind all those tales and lies?"

All four agreed, for the time, they would have to make do with improvised clothing. With time we would both get proper clothes and gear for all of us, those shabby swords and makeshift staves we got wouldn't do. Not if i wanted a safe and comfy life.

One Year later

I still wonder how our little group back then managed to grow into a new full fledged 203rd Battalion of highly capable combatants and spies, not to mention a full Battle group in numbers of other roles, including a Manufacturing Plant for new Type 97 orbs, innovative SlimeArmor and even somehow they got the grasp for what we are provisionally calling StG-15, a fully Automatic, selective fire Rifle, capable of peppering magically enhanced shots with either precision or volume of fire. All while our basic base was an Outpost Town we seized control, thankfully the slime armor was also able to craft disguises, so enough of our agents went on with the camouflage town as men so as to not drag attention to a Women only area in the Boonies of this empire/Kingdom.

What can i say, not my fault those Church idiots KEPT using several parallel routes poorly concealed and secured by the most inept security guys ever, even that so self proclaimed contender for the best Dark Knights the Kingdom employs was a disappointment, if his claims were true, the average quality of this world's forces is a Joke, this current number grew thanks to the church and other Possessed transporters incompetence, my growing number of followers getting better and better at Intel gathering and their growing devotion to me that i will cure any and every Possessed they find, unfortunately for me, i can't easily betray such trust on me, so i have to. Even so, the size of my group has grown to the Point i now have a solid intel network spread around the world, still not to the Level the Empire's intel network would be. But even now i still didn't have someone among the members who is fit to command the Intelligence department, meaning i am stuck either saving new possessed alongside Visha or compiling intel reports from most corners of the world. How i WOULD WISH for a master of Spywork and Intelligence management to come!

"Argent-Sama"

Alfa, one of the four we first rescued, she was put in charge of most Management duties of the organization related to directing Members to what places and duties to do, simply put, she was made head of HR and an Executive Officer.

"Yes Alfa?"

"Our Scouts have found someone, fitting the outlines you set."

Outlines? Oh yeah, when we started getting to a size, i decided to set for them to find either Imperial Military members or people fitting some descriptions, members of the 203rd and such.

"Well done, any further description?"

"Female, Early 30s, red hair, no uniform but her speech matches what you described."

"Is she being monitored?"

"Found her snooping around the place, currently is being kept in one of the dummy houses."

Standing up from my desk filled with papers, i motion her to guide the way. Dunno why, but i feel something amiss looking at Alfa's back, lately i did have to ask for some new clothes, but it can't be...

"Alfa, did i... Grow?"

She stops and looks at me.

"I think so, Argent-Sama, you weren't expecting such?"

"I told you my situation before this, right? Fighting since a kid and poorly fed even since, no way my body would grow more than what i was."

"I see... Maybe it's just a late spurt, but isn't it good news?"

"I... Guess...?"

Truly, i couldn't argue anymore, or deny either, my flat chest has started to bud, even if it ends as a little bump entering B or low end C cup size, it just nails even more i am Biologically a woman even here, despite my Male Soul, dunno why Visha never broke my denial sooner, whatever the reason, she had been blushing a lot whenever she saw me naked or scantily dressed. The walk wasn't long, leaving the underground, exiting the building and then to the house, furnished and made to look like people lived and used it, i came to see my Adjuntant already there, talking happily with the "suspect".

"Hm? A-ah! Major!"

Whatever they were speaking, Serebriakova wasn't paying enough attention to notice us sooner. Looking at the new face, it struck me as weird. Indeed she was Germanian, red hair, a well developed body, not dressed Militarily, but with a more or less formal clothing fit for someone working in the Government.

"She's Elya Sieber, was a coleague of mine in the Academy days and... Seems she was part of the Empire's Intelligence group..."

"H-hello... Chancellor..."

Elya's face was odd, almost like she knew me or have worked under me, but i was an Aerial Mage, not a Spy or head of the Intelligence department, and chancellor?

"What? I am just Lieutnant Colonel in command of Battlegroup Salamander!"

"W-WHAT?"

Now she was the one surprised speechless.

"I think we both need to be put on the tune of things, alright?"

She nods. I start putting my side, that i was still an Aerial Mage of the Empire and me, Visha and Mary got dragged in this world one day. Her side was a bit odd, the Empire lost the war, was Disarmed by the Treaty of Trianno, i joined a small time Political Party, grew it, got Visha and many of the 203rd mages onboard as well her, and in my time there i managed to net several Achievments, beaten the francois, burnt the treaty that defanged our Military, brought one breakthrough after another everywhere, and made Germania a superpower once more, even the creation of OZEV as a Military alliance group that later developed into a full Bloc if power, Elya died of old age, not before raising and nurturing a sucessor just as loyal to my "supposed" view for the world, then as she died, she woke here again, as herself just shortly after being dismissed from the Government due to her Mage status. My fame there had grown to the Point of Idolization, Kaiserin, you Holy Highness and such became titles for me to use and be called as.

"I guess... We are talking about alternate worlds?"

"Huh? Like those so Called Isekai stories?"

"Let me guess... It was me who brough so many ideas for Genres?"

"Indeed, you even made an Icon of Germania and a Mainstay of Akitsushiman Mangas, Germania-Chan!"

Good fuck! How the fuck i am now getting an Overqualified Intelligence head of operations who just so HAPPENS to come from an Alternative timeline i took Funny Moustache man path to rule and somehow ME being in power and setting SO MANY ideas similar to his own, they resulted in a better Positive? Anyways, she would be a boon to our group.

"Well, are you willing to join this group?"

"Group? Aren't you all quite the well established Organization?"

Now that makes me sure, we MUST have her. Lest let such superb human resource go away to someone else.

"Yeah, quite the capable agent, aren't you? Yes, our organization wants someone capable like you."

"For what specifically? Why this group exists?"

"We are... Fighting an Evil Organization, one that uses Subterfuge, assassination and infiltration, and they own most positions of power around the world, while we are a sizable organization with talented personel, no way we can fight the world being Blind, we need someone to organize our intelligence branch."

To Elya, while this Degurechaff was visibly younger and different, the core never changed, and that is what got her to follow the Chancellor with Undying Loyalty, whatever this enemy was, they must have seeped deep into the structures of power, and given the Chancellor she knew ability to make superb plans that made even her surprised, including changing the timing of her "cleanup" operations to achieve results fsr better than if she stuck to her timing. Indeed, the Kaiserin will be the Kaiserin, no matter if it's one of an Entirely different Timeline. And she wanted to take part in her muracles once more.

"Alright, but before i fully accept, who're the enemy you're against?"

Degurechaff motions for Alfa and everyone else aside Visha to leave for a while.

"A Cult that has taken control of the church, or may be the church itself, society and the church itself scorn and want Possessed dead, all those people that left were people aflicted with it, which currently me and Visha only understand as a kind of Disease caused by Outstanding Magic power gone out of control of the person, however we have been finding clues pointing the cult exists, has ties in not only church and nobility, but also many Criminal groups and some Nations themselves, what they do is inhumane and absolutely despicable."

"Alright, i'm in, if those fuckers are as bad as the CSR, they need to be shut down for good!"

"CSR?"

"Chinese Socialist Republics, once my plan to cause chaos in the Russy federation went well, they were the ones to take the Commie mantle, the Cold war as you named that period post Russy collapse was waged between OZEV and CSR mostly, anyone else were just occasional Players to the fight. They used Human experimentation to augment C class Mages, the results were... Horrific to say the least."

"Okay, i get the picture, gosh, Commies REALLY are scum no matter the iteration."

Untied and now being brough to speed about the organization, thus amazed Elya, if in her life Degurechaff raised a Minor Party to the grandiose levels with existing assets she could contact, her making such organization in another world from minimal scraps of resources, she felt right, the Kaiserin will achieve just as much if not more in this world, and she will make sure that happens.