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P-1112 Aigaion (Great Shadow)
Nina took a deep breath, she has been waiting for this ever since her Royal Highness Princess Euphemia saved her at that hotel hostage crises. The Aigaion has been tasked to hosts two Britannian Monarchs while they depart to Area 11. She has been aboard the ship for the last forty-two hours, working on the Nimbus weapon. This new job made her a bit lonely without Mr. Lloyd and miss Cecil, but at lest she was able to work on high-tech weaponry, experimental atomic energy bombs mostly. A golden opportunity in her lifetime that cannot be overstated.
She was thankful to god almighty that Princess Euphemia is alright and that nothing bad happen to her, she couldn't contain her excitement but at the same time dread, what if the Princess doesn't recognize her? After all, she's been stranded on a godforsaken Island for days. Nina could not image in a world where Princess Euphemia is… dead. No! Such a thought is like a nightmare.
Nina looked at herself at the mirror on the drawer in, while finishing combing her hair and made sure that no hair is on her dress. Which is the same as before, white sleeved turtleneck dress that cover her legs, and dress shoes. She uses her hands to sweep the stains of hair on her dress and made a final inspection on herself.
"Okay, I am ready," Nina said to herself with a deep breath and walked out of the room.
Phnom Penh, Cambodia
Outside the Britannian Embassy, many of the Citizens and Foreign Journalist come to see the Royals of the Holy Empire, while the armored Guard and personnel stand guard around the entrance. Princess Euphemia have returned from public life since the incident with the Black Knights and her former Knight of Honor. Her timely disappearance has cased a stir in the Empire and even in the European Union, mostly from France, Russia, and the EU Leadership in Brussels.
Princess Euphemia's return is being broadcast all over the Imperial Britannian Media, many of the Nobility on television have expressed their relief and gratitude to Prince Schneizel and the Special Forces that found Princess Euphemia.
The Politburo of the Chinese Federation at the time had taken note of the third Princess of 'the ruling Exile Anglo Sphere of the Americas' with indifference. Their reaction to her recent actions as nothing more than a 'Sham Spectacle' and as for the High Eunch, no official comment on Euphemia's return will be given.
French President Elea Bonnet for her part wasted no time for a statement in a press that is befitting of her diplomatic stature, expressing her relief when learning of Euphemia's safe return. In Paris, the now exile House of Romanov and Prime Minister Dimitri of Russia had mirrored the same statement as Elea but express pessimism of Euphemia's current abilities to be an effective mediator concerning Russia's Sovereignty.
The European Council Commission has accused the Empire's Imperial Family of staging a coup in Moscow, making a mockery of the ceasefire that was agreed upon. The EU Leadership in Brussels has express total disdain towards the Third in line of the Britannian throne because they believe her of being a party to what's been happening in Russia. It also does not help that the Empire's forces have all but taken over and stripped Spain of its Sovereignty, which now ruled by none other than the formally infamous in Britannia Princess Marrybell.
The crowed chattered loudly as the reporters and camera crews spot the ceremonial guards stood in attention outside the entrance of the embassy. Euphemia, with a bright smile, waved at the crowd while following closely with her older brother, members of their aid followed as well. For Euphemia, even without the massacre, people around the world still judge her harshly, which is no surprise to her as she has been branded a diplomatic Pariah since the start of the war in the Eurozone.
She and her older brother went inside the armored Limousine, while their aids went inside the armored vehicles convoys that will be protecting them all the way to the international airport in Phnom Penh.
The Pink Haired Princess sighed, glancing at the windshield.
"Your position as Sub-Viceroy of Area 11 have been secured, thought I let you know," Schneizel said with a smile.
"Has it not always been the case?" Euphemia asked as she faces him with indignation.
"There are some rumblings in the imperial court that you should be disposed of your duty and returned to the Pendragon Palace," He admitted, "But since his Majesty disregards such ramblings, they had ultimately conceded such notion. I, personally, think you have done such a great job as Sub-Viceroy."
"I see, um, thank you," Euphemia knew she couldn't make heart on the issue, "Anyway I'm curious about Spain. I hear that Marry have just won the battle in Spain and renamed it Area 24."
"You are correct, dear sister," Schneizel said proudly as he sips his tea, "Marry have performed his Majesty's task admirably with her name and reputation being cleared. There is even some talk in the Nobility that she might be a suitable replacement for you in Area 11." He joked.
"Surely you jest, brother."
Schneizel chuckled, "It was a jest, your standing in the court is as it was before you got lost. As for the new Viceroy; Marrybell has no interest in the affairs of Area 11. Of course, she has taken note of your choice to appoint an Honorary Britannian from Area 6 as your Knight of Honor."
"Well," She looked down for a moment before facing him again, "You're the one who put Rio Salvo on the recommendations list."
"True, but that's because I knew you well. You meet the little Brazilian girl and bounded with her at the hospital when you were young. She has gone through intense training to get to where she is, I believe she meet all the necessary criteria for the role."
"I see," her eyes looked the other way, looking outside the windshield.
That wasn't the answer Euphemia was hoping for regarding Rio and about her ended up with the Knights of the Rounds. It's something she has to look into, once she returns to the Government Beuro office.
I never thought I to be happy to be in that office, let alone the Government Beuro. Hopefully, there's a chance for me to see Lelouch and Nannuly... First I have to make sure I protect their secret, shouldn't be too hard. I'll have to know Rio Salvo's intentions are before I can trust her fully... This will be difficult.
Rio de Janeiro Settlement, Area 6 (Brazil), Holy Empire of Britannia
Hospital São Lucas Copacabana
Recovery room
"Thank you for the visit y-your Royal Highness. It's been... fun talking to you," the child patient Rio Salvo with stitches on her forehead said politely as she rests on the bed, her leg cast elevated up, her right arm cover in cast as well.
"The honor is mine. I haven't met people outside the Nobility," A young, energetic Euphemia exclaimed. She wore an orange dress with pink dress coat over her shoulders. A nun from the Brazilian orphanage stand beside the Princess of the Holy Empire.
Rio made a meek smile, "Will I ever meet you again?"
"I hope so. It gets boring meeting with inside people," The pink haired little girl giggled.
"In that case... I'll try my best, see you," the youngest in the room, Rio said, "I'll join the Knights." eyes beaming with determination.
"If it's the only way. Try not to push yourself too hard," Euphemia reach out to pat the little patient on the head, she is glacé at the nun who was standing behind her. The said nun nodded to Princess. Euphie return to her gaze with a smile to the little girl, which she smiled back with a toothy grin.
Sure enough, Rio Salvo has joined the Britannian Imperial Army. Euphemia role in the Empire was always, to inspire those, to join the Army. Her meeting a commoner like Rio due to the accident had created that media spin that keep her in good grace with her father during the apex of the Knightmare Frame expansion mobilization. Euphemia felt terrible about it, the Princess had bounded with the younger injured child at the hospital, she was hoping to give the Brazilian girl a better life.
The Third Princess made a sigh.
Madrid Settlement, Area 24 (Spain), Holy Empire of Britannia
Madrid, Spain's central capital, is a city of elegant boulevards and expansive, manicured parks such as the Buen Retiro. It's renowned for its rich repositories of European art, including the Prado Museum's works by Goya, Velázquez and other Spanish masters. The heart of old Hapsburg Madrid is the portico-lined Plaza Mayor, and nearby is the baroque Royal Palace and Armory, displaying historic weaponry.
Madrid Military Base
Knightmare Frame Hanger bay
Rio on the upper level to in the view looking down the varuis Military Hardware and Knightmare Frames. The Britannian Military just moved their Hardware to the Hangers. She lean on the railing as she watches the soldiers performing their marching orders, the mantice crew fixing up the Knightmares and armored vehicles and a medical teams carrying the injured.
The Burnett girl of Area 6 notice Gino Windberg and Anya Alstreim walking up to her. With a smile, she waved at her fellows.
Anya wore a semi-revealing outfit, which consists of a black crop-top with a golden crest of the Britannian Military placed in the center of it. On top of that, she wears a white vest-like garment that has a stiff collar pointing outwards, the back of her cloak is cut out to reveal her lower back, before joining back together above her hips, and splitting into two different leaf-like shapes and ending just below her knees. Anya also wears white shorts held up by a brown belt, black boots that cut below her knee cap, with pink socks that reach her bottom thigh, notable bands of leather that encircle her leg above her socks. Black gloves that are cut off at her elbows, and - probably one of her most prominent and well-known facts of her appearance - a red tattoo on her upper-left arm, bearing a likeness to the one on her top.
Rio sweat drop, though she's not the one to judge Anya's official Round attires. Compared to Rio's new professional Knights of the Round uniform Anya's looks more modern extravagant, but again she is not the one to judge. As for Rio's new attire; she wore a casual long sleeve turtleneck top slim fitted lightweight base layer shirt with the golden crest on the neck collar and a white suit jacket over it. The white suit has medals on the left side with the crest of the Knights of the Round, with a peach-colored cloak over her shoulders. And White pants and black shoes.
"Hey Rio, thought we find you here," Gino said with a goofy smile. Anya for her part took a photo of the Hanger Bay Area.
Rio was about to say something-
Anya took a pitcher from her phone, "Record." Rio's face deadpan as Gino started laughing, which he earned a glare from the new Knight of Seven.
"Sorry, Rio. Can't help myself," Gino whips the tear from his eye.
"How is that even-"
Anya took another snapshot, "Record."
Rio sighed, "Please don't do that, ma am." Anya simply shrugged, "Sorry, force of habit."
Yea right, Rio thought, Anything to report?"
"Just thought we to say hello and to congratulate you on your Knighting." Gino said. For a moment, the Burnett girl felt confused before she laughed heartily, "I'm sorry but, um, haven't you two been to the Knighting ceremony at the Madrid Royal Throne room?"
"Yea, but we thought we congratulate you again. It's not every day an Honorary Britannian get to be part of the Knights of the Rounds."
Dame Rio blushed as she looked the other way, "I think Lady Marrybell wasn't too excited about it. I can't blame her, though, she just told me she wasn't too thrilled conducting the ceremonies in the Emperor's place. I guess it's a way for her to cover for him in case things go south. Though I hope not."
"Well, what can we do? It's all about optics for our fair Princess," Gino smiled as he shrugged, "His Majesty cannot appear to be endorsing an Honorary at this time."
"Yeaa..." Rio took a deep breath, "I'm just happy I was able to survive all this ordeal."
"Not quite, you'll be Princess Euphemia's Knight of Honor soon," Anya pointed out. "Oh yea," Gino exclaimed, "Her Highness wasn't too happy about you-know-who, so hopefully you do a better job than he did."
Rio blinked in surprise, "What?" Gino was surprise by the fifteen-year-old girl's expression, "Didn't you know? You're going to be Princess Euphemia's Knight. Didn't anyone tell you?"
"N-No actually, Lady Marrybell did not brief me on that."
"Huh," Gino scratch the back of his head, "This is awkward."
"Hardly surprising, the new Viceroy of Area 24 has already expressed her condemnation to Lady Euphemia's choice to appoint Suzaku to that role in the beginning. Given his past deeds and status," Anya said.
"I knew Sir Suzaku hasn't done the right thing when it came to Zero but..." Rio trailed off when she heard the shrill of the alarm. The three Knights turned their attention to what's been happening down there. Numerous wounded solders were brought in by trucks and the paramedics came rushing in.
"More body bags," Anya said. "Ah, yes, the price of victory," Gino remarked, "All for her Highness, Princess Marrybell mel Britannia."
"All hail Britannia," Rio muttered with a harden expression as she grips the deck railing. Memories of Rio's father's tombstone flash in her mine, then back to reality when she felt sad.
...
Madrid Royal Office
"Viceroy this is outrages," the Russian Ambassador to Spain Sergei Maximoff said with outrage, "This has to be a mistake, you have no right to keep us here."
A bored reddish pink hair Princess sat on her extravagant chair at her desk, curtsy to the conservatives Spanish oligarchs who are now Honorary Britannians. "Finally something we can agree on- Oh, I'm sorry, you mean out of Area 24. It is too bad that I can't help you out on that one, after all, your delegation are dissenters to a new Russian Federal Government."
"You speak as if Russia were never invaded and occupied."
Marrybell rolled her eyes, "In our view, Russia was invaded and occupied by France since the establishment of the so-called European Union. Dimitri has roots in France, is evident in his pro-EU stance that destroyed Russia's long tradition of autonomy. You and your boss are part of the now former ruling party that is already in exile, along with the House of Romanov. So, as far as I'm concern, my father has liberated Russia from you communist puppets and that idiotic Romanov Family."
"Prime Minister Dimitri is born from Russia and is an elected by the people of Russia. You can't blame the Grand Duke of upholding his Constitutional duty."
"Yet his father is from Paris, France, which I'm sure will require a thorough investigation of your clam," with a single wave of her glove hand, three arm military solders' came swooping in. Sergei turns around, shocked, as he was grabbed by the Britannian army men and was forcefully turn around to face the Princess while handcuffing him.
"You wanted to know of the status of your stay, and I've delivered. You are still in the mercy of my Brother Schneizel and me until we say otherwise. So, I advise you be a little more discreet when you approach a Holy Monarch who is busy rebuilding the local economy and infrastructure in Area 24. Are there any other questions? If not, then leave."
"No. But I will say this; Russia's Autonomy was broken became of your Father's insane ambitions for a new world order after he took Japan. He had undermined Russia and the EU and put us in a precarious position, he had volitated the EU peace accords and desecrated any hope for a settlement. We had no choice but to impose economic sanctions."
"Wow, what a fictions fantasy that your masters in Brussels have come up with. Once again, you have proven his Majesty's point, as well as mine," Marrybell is getting tired of this silly EU propaganda that this EU Russian shill is selling, which by all accounts should be a sales pitch to Schneizel.
"The Russian Worker's Party allowed the EU to dictate the rules of the game when it comes to foreign and domestic policy, all in the effort to destabilize our homeland. And to undermine the Christian Orthodox Church community in Britannia and in Russia. The Conservative Party of Russia reserves the right to act swiftly against the ruling party that is completely under the yoke of Brussels. At lest, they know the real enemy that is destroying the peaceful civilizational world that we want to create."
The New Viceroy of Area 24 took note of the Spanish Mayor of Madrid now an Honorary Britannian and one of her advisers, entering the room.
"A peaceful world?" Maximoff's question.
"We're done here. Guards."
"Your Royal Highness, you can't possibly believe that-"
"Don't test my patients you EU Socialist scum," Princess Marrybell's violet eyes flash with fury as she snap, "I am Marrybell mel Britannia the 88th in line to the Imperial throne. Try me and waste my time again, then I'll have your head detach from your body and your skull as my mug. Guards!"
"Yes, your Royal Highness!" and with that, they had dragged him out of the office. Marrybell made a loud huff after the door was close and startered to glare at her new adviser before focusing on the local legislative documents on the desk.
With her pen she started signing, "Report," Marrybell said firmly as she resumed her formal sighing of the colonial wartime economy, that has passed in both chambers of the Honorary Britannian Cortes Generales.
Janko Ocasio-Cortez cough in one hand, "Security in the Capital has been secured, lock down will be ending soon."
"What of the terrorist, that bombed the outpost?"
"We captured them and will be brought to the Palace main square for public execution."
"Clearly they're connected to that so-called EU special force, led by that traitor," The Viceroy was well aware of the W-0 and their involvement with the terror cells and the Spanish Red Army. Her Imperial forces have suffered setbacks that could have sent her whole life at risk thanks to their meddling. Thankfully, she and her knights have taken a direct approach to the military operation that have blunted any of the W-0's progress and sweep what remain of the EU army in Area 24. Though unfortunately, she had received a report that some members of the W-0 have fled to Brussels afterwords, which disappointed her because in addition to the report she found out that Leila Malcal was identified in that group.
It makes her furious knowing that Leila, a Britannian, is so willing to stoop this low by attempting to undermine the will of her Princess and act against her homeland. Marrybell considered Leila Malcal's actions Blasphemy for crimes against the Holy Monarchy.
"We have the evidence to support it, my lady."
"Excellent," The reddish pink haired seventeen-year-old Princess handed the document to Janko, which he took without hesitation.
"I want the lower-class Native Population to start work on the infrastructure for civilian and military as swiftly as possible. I will NOT tolerate slaking," Marrybell ordered.
"Yes, your Royal Highness."
"One more thing; more settlers from the homeland will be coming here soon to conduct their business. The Cortes Generales is a relic but so far, the Honorary's have maintained their devotion to me during this transition, let's just hope for their sake that they keep it that way. And if not, they will be dissolved permanently. Begone." She waved him off.
The Honorary Britannian bowed his head to his Princess and took his leave with the documents in hand, leaving Marrybell alone with her thoughts.
For what's been like a minute, she huffed and rose from her seat and turn to the tall windows. It was beautifully sunny outside, as if god is shinning down on her, the sunlight made the room beautiful. The Palace was built during the rein of Philip V of Spain, it had lasted during the centuries. The Royal Palace of Madrid is now the official residence of Viceroy Marrybell mel Britannia at the city of the Madrid Settlement. The palace has 135,000 m² of floor space and contains 3,418 rooms. It is the largest royal palace in all of Europe.
Yes, this place has a rich history, but it's now part of Britannia, a collection of her family's history.
She places her finger on her chin as her eyes looked down, "I wonder if it's possible to invite Euphie here, It's not every day that you own the once largest royal palace in Europe. Nah," Marrybell dismiss outright. Although the 88th Princess had cordial relations with her sister, she constantly questions Euphie's pacifism. It doesn't help that she is trending on the media now, this was not an idea for the wider pitcher for the Empire.
Marrybell turn away from the windows with her arms cross and paused in the middle of the room.
"Euphie would start complaining about how I'm running things here, then be impressed at my achievement. She's better off being a media darling and spew her pro-native stance." Brushing Euphemia aside, Marrybell's face start to brighten, "I should invite Oldrin and her brother here... good thing I've arranged a gathering in the Palace. It has been sometime since I have last seen her at the last battle. Wait..."
She looked to her right to and see the portrait of her father standing in triumph in front of the podium, and grunted as she returned to her desk.
Tomorrow, her Brother Schneizel had invited her to Area 11 to watch the Knighting of Dame Rio, a number from Area Six. Great, but at lest it's tomorrow and not today, as she had just arranged the gathering for tonight. She sat back down at her desk and pushed the red button under the desk.
This time a ceremonial guard enter the room with a bow of his head. "Tell me how Oldrin and her brother are doing?" Marrybell said.
"They have just wrapped up their inspection of the Spanish weapons and uncovered a stockpile of rare earths found in this land."
"Perfect. I want then invited to the gathering," She ordered. The Princess needs Oldrin to keep watch over the new Knight of Seven, apart from Gino Windberg and Anya Alstreim, during the party. Plus, it is a good opportunity to talk casual with her dear childhood friend.
"Yes, my lady."
Fukuoka Airport, Kyushu, Area 11(Japan), Holy Empire of Britannia
Two advance Knigtmare Frames raced around the Air Field while the civilian and Black Knight spectators cheered on. Sam trying to catch up with her twin sister, "Hey, no fair!" she whines.
Ram, "Come on sis, catch up," she said as she remained force but has a cute grin, "Don't tell me that you're losing."
"Me lose? In your dreams," Sam throttled forward, catching up to her twin sister's custom-made Knightmare Frame. Zero and his core Black Knight members, as well as two members of the four holy swords, watch at the air control tower with a security detail with interest. Chiba, Senba and Urabe had opted to expect the military supplies and humanitarian aid from Australia and China due to their concern that the Empire may try something else to attack.
"This is impressive to watch," Sugiyama, "Once it is all said and done, maybe we could turn it into a sport."
"So these are the two of the skillful Knightmare Frame Pilots of the Bianca Alliance," Inou said amazed.
"Yea, they may be kids but darn look of them go," Tamaki remarked. Ohgi was impressed as well, "Hard to believe that they allow thirteen-year-old kids piloting a Knightmare Frame."
Kyoshiro Tohdoh, "Apparently they have been bred to be skilled in a Knightmare Frame since birth." he said as he observed the two Knightmares.
Shogo Asahina he recalled how he was sparing with the twins and lost, "Yea a little too well. They might be good enough to pilot a Japanese built Akatsuki."
"I didn't think the Bianca Alliance could be capable of such things," Kallen said, "They certainly have plenty of resources for a Criminal Organization in Britannia."
"They have been a major Italian-base arms dealer and a state sponcer for years," C.C explain with her usual bored expression, "You'll be surprise what they can do with the profits."
"In that case, I don't want to know," Kallen grimed. Zero, on the other hand, was analyzing the twin's performance. He had to guess that Bianca has more Gease users in her ranks and if that's the case what sort of contracts that she made with her subordinates.
"I hope this doesn't discourse you of your abilities in the battlefield, Q-1."
"No, not at all sir," Kallen nodded to Zero.
"I'm glad to hear," Zero nodded back, "For what I can tell from the twins skills they have a lot to learn."
"Master Zero."
Zero, Kallen and C.C turned around only to be greeted by a blond haired Caucasian gentlemen, he wore a business suit and sunglasses.
"Lord Richter, I assumed." The Man bowed his head.
"Princess Kaguya and her aids are waiting outside, sir," The head Knight of the Bianca Alliance said, "Lady Bianca will be in attendance."
The members of the Black Knights have complied and begin to follow Richter down the stairs. Lord Richter, properly introduce himself and briefed them a summary of the situation on the ground. Most of the fighter aircraft have been lost due to the Nimbus Cruse missile from the Aigaion while Richter and Silvia took care of the threats poised by Cornelia's sea fleet and the Avon. Richter for his part have successfully repelled the Lancelot, forcing it to retreat and fired at the Avon as a warning shot. Silvia, on the other hand, had destroyed a large portion of the imperial sea fleet by tapping into the Starla unique technique called the thunderbolt.
"Hey, Zero-sama," Kaguya exclaimed as she ran up to him with a bright smile, "I'm so glad you came!"
"Your Highness," Zero bowed, "I trust as things are doing pretty well on your end."
"Of course silly! Our people around here are well spirited. Oh! Have you met Ram and Sam in person? They're superb Knightmare pilots!"
As the Crown Princess of Japan was talking to Zero and his Black Knights, Bianca in her human form approach the group with a couple of her arm guards. The Code Bearer kept her hood on.
"Zero, it is a pleaser to meet you at last." The group turned their attention to the newcomer, Kaguya happily turned around to greet her.
Richter coughs in one hand, "I would like to meet," The Platinum Blond said as she lifted her hood up, "Lady Bianca, leader of our multinational Alliance."
"Greetings," The Leader said with a Stoic expression as she raised her hand, "Thank you, my Knight. Her Highness and I will take it from here."
Richter bowed to his mistress.
Kaguya explain happily, how she had just been meeting the leader of the Bianca Allaicne, apparently she has flown from a resident in Shanghai to meet with the Black Knights. The Alliance have been working closely with the Japanese Liberation Front from the beginning of its conception, they have sold weapons to the JLF as well as the Chinese Federation and the EU. After the situation with the Chinese Proxies, the Bianca Alliance have decided to be directly involved with the JLF after the Shogunate have taken leadership.
The Shogunate and the Bianca Alliance are very close allies, and an Independent Japan, under the pre republic cultural conditions, is the only path forward.
Three armored vans, extorted by a Chinese-made armored column owned by the Japanese Imperial Guard, have arrived. Bianca and Kaguya have gestured to the core members of the Black Knights to follow them into the vans.
Kaguya, Bicanca, Zero, C.C and Kallen went into the first van. Lord Richter sat on the front while the leaders sat on the back, which is similar to a limousine in terms of interior design. Ohgi and the rest have when in two seprit vans. The Convoy started to move, heading to the Knightmare Base that was preveisly occupied by the Chinese Proxies and later Britannian now returned to the Japanese as a central hub for the JLF and their corporate sponsors.
Kallen was the first to speak, "So, how did your organization come about, anyway?" the Half-Japanese have not heard about this group but then again she's having been fighting Britannia most of her life while blending in Ashford.
"It started way before in Italy, but I would say during the 1930s," Bianca exercised steady composer and elegance as she spoke, "It was during that time when New York's economy is booming before the 1950s crash. The slowdown caused a massive labor strike that lasted days, rather than meet the needs of the workers the Britannian Monarchy have abolished New York's status as an economic autonomous zone and imposed force labor for those who took part in the strike."
"Interesting. I was thinking your organization started in the EU," Kallen said.
"That's not how the story goes," C.C rolled her eyes. Bianca gave C.C a stern looked before she continued, "Your right it doesn't. Now then... Oh, yes! Our organization was grassroots and Italian in origin, we were called the Ciphers Alliance, and we had set up shop in the Manhattan area to start a political welfare revolution. We engineered and encouraged the factory workers to go on strike due to the massive corruption from the Nobility, the results were unfavable, as most of our members were arrested as well. But nonetheless, we made our mark and found safe harbor with Mafias around the world.
Fast-forward, we are now an Arms dealer, a custodian of ancient arcologies and according to Britannia, a Criminal Enterprise. We left the Britannian Mainland, migrated back to the EU with addition to China."
"Huh, so you guys are arms dealers," Kallen remarked.
"Us being Arms dealers is merely a cover for the struggle against the Empire's attack against international history and culture. Working with Mafias is easy to make deals with, making them happy on arms and artifacts, and they provide us with cover from the Empire."
"With stunning result for what i here," C.C said simply. B.B's brows frowns as she smiles, "Why thank you."
Kaguya giggled, "Well, at lest things worked out in the end. So anyway, you have been wondering how the Bianca Alliance was able to build Knightmares based on Britannia's Lancelot."
"Most likely from the EU and some leakers from Merlins Gate," Zero said. "Aw, that was spouse to be a supires Zero-Sama," The Crown Princess puffed out her cheeks.
"Merlins Gate?" Kallen said astonished, "Isn't that the name of the Britannian secret base."
"In the Nevada Province, yes. The Bianca Alliance have a heavy arm task force, but have chosen to focus on quality over quantity."
Bianca nodded, "A fact that is not lost. I would like to thank the Dutch Military for helping us modernized our task force."
The intercom phone ring and Kaguya admittedly pick it up, "Yea, what is it? Oh! Sam is calling? Put her on the line," She grin as she covered the resiver with her hand, "Sam's calling. Is it possible to..."
"Of course," Zero nodded. "Thanks," Kaguya's exclaim, "Hi Sam... Congratulation in winning the race... oh, so you and Ram are going to meet us at the conference. That's great, me and Zero-sama will see you there... Yea the food will be great, don't worry about me though we got professional food testers," The Japanese Princess giggled at the bit, "Okay bye~" she hung up the intercom phone.
Princess Kaguya announced that she is inviting Ram and Sam to the conference, the reason being is that she had appointed them to lead her security. Kallen was surprised by this, while C.C seem uninterested as usual and Zero for his part was not surprised as he was informed by Diethard prior.
While the Princess of Japan talked ever so casually about her day and the decors they're about to go to with Bianca, Kallen and C.C Lelouch is thinking about those twin Knighmare Pilots. He at least know about Richter back grown as a former European commando, unlike the twins, who's origins are an unknown at the moment. Bianca the Code Bearer will not disclose their identity just yet until they arrive, apparently.
It felt odd thinking about Bianca's two known twin pilots of her organization, could it be that he feels a connection with them? He forces himself to brush that aside for now and think about how to call Nunnally after the Conference is over.
P-1112 Aigaion
Commanders Private quarters
"Lady Marrybell seem quite the Firebrand lately, don't you agree, captain?" The Prime Minister said with a smile as he sat at the desk.
The said commander squirm at the sudden change of topic, he was not expecting this, "Her Highness is for filling the directive comparable to the Goddess of Victory."
"Indeed," Schneizel, "With Cambodia and Russia officially part of our Empire and Marry's growing reputation, It is a cause for celebration. Of course, lets not forget about Euphemia."
The Commander caoughed in one hand before he spoke, "Lady Euphemia is still touring with the Leader of the Reapers Emblem guiding her as well as another from Lloyd's research team."
Prince Schneizel, "Excellent, it's the first time she has ever been aboard the Aigaion it's also good for the Press."
There was a knock on the door.
"Enter." The door automatically open to reveal Kanon as he walked in the room until standing beside the Captain, "My Prince Lady Marrybell had formally asept your invitation. Just thought I like to inform you."
The Prime Minister nodded in approval, "It's to be expected. She does have her reasons to visit Area 11, not just for the Knighting Ceremony."
"You mean the Black Knights, my Lord?" The Commander asked. Kanon rolled his eyes, "Should it even be a question, not to mention the fact that the Chinese Federation's continued to support their remaining Proxies."
The Commander darted his eyes to his right at the Royal Adviser of Prince Schneizel, "My apologies, sir."
"Marrybell wanted to study the Black Knights and JLF's battle tactics with Cornelia and to learn how to govern more swiftly in Area 24," The Prince explain, "It is especially important to her now that she intends to build on her reputation in the Monarchy."
"That would put her at odds with Lady Euphemia," Kanon remarked, "In terms of current popularity in the Empire."
Schneizel chucked, "Yes, and the fact that Euphie is now nominated as Chairwoman of our new Pan European Security bloc is an added bonus."
"Princess Euphemia has been nominated to lead Project Euro-Britannia?" The Captain's eyes widen in shock.
"I should point out that Matthew Anderson, who lead the invasion of Siberia, was nominated as well as Kazimire Kandinsky, Chairman of the Conservative Party and leader of the new Russian state. Marry is also nominated, but that will be a gigantic mountain to climb as she just got into her full role as Viceroy of Area 24 plus my Friends at the court are unlikely to approve of her Chairmanship."
"Think of this way," Kanon spoke to the Commander, "We are coming up with creative ways to keep the third Princess out of that dangerous hot zone. She would also be welcome in the new leadership in the Kremlin, the State Duma and the Slavic Orthodox Church since they still refer to her as Santa Euphemia or rather an angel from heaven. So, the prospects of her Highness's elected as Chairwoman is high on the agenda."
"I-I see," The Commander, being an Orthodox Christian himself, resisted the urge to roll his eyes at the adviser to his Royal Highness, "Permission to depart to the command deck to monitor the skies above, sir."
"Permission granted," Said Schneizel. The Commander saluted to the Prime Minister and turn on his heel and left the room.
"I suspect the Commander doesn't like me that much," Kanon said. Schneizel, "I wouldn't be surprise."
Kanon coughed in on hand, "Though I must agree, it is perplexing that Princess Euphemia is allowed the nomination for such an important new project."
"Euphemia is a vital chess piece for our plans, she is the White Queen after all," Schneizel pointed out, "More over I've sent the request for the nomination and the court agreed."
Kanon wanted to say something about Euphemia's inexperience in disision making, but he would be lying if he wanted his Prince's younger sibling to remain as Sub-Vicroy of Area 11 and be murdered by Zero.
"Now that I think about it, my Prince, Euphemia's security would be assured in Moscow or Saint Petersburg if she were to become Chairwoman."
Schneizel, "More than that, she will be fantastic in uniting all the Baltic Union States under our banner by brining hope to the people of the Russian World. Far greater than the Grand Duke ever could."
"I agree. though… I wonder if Princess Euphemia is capable of stabilizing the situation in Area 11 Simultaneously?" Kanon.
"She will in her own way," The Prince assured to his subornate. He had help with the Conservative Party of Russia with the overthrow of the EU backed Liberal Party in Russia due to their disdain of Brussels, and in addition in using Euphemia's dissaparace as pretext to win the hearts and minds of the People of Moscow. He is certen his younger sister will meet her goals in Area 11 before long.
...
The Third Princess of Britannia had just wrapped up her inspection of the interworkings of the Great Shadow, with the leader of the Strigon Team as her and Nina's guid. Nina was thankful that her Princess gave her the permission to follow closely. John Hamilton, the Leader of Stragon had explained all the details to his Princess about the kinds of battles that he and his team were involved with.
The Pink haired Princess has to admit, the Great Shadow can be a bit overwhelming as it reminded of her being aboard the modern aircraft carrier with her sister Cornelia at a young age. She also recalled meeting with the Stragon leader, at the time, of course he was just a Falken pilot at the time.
Nina uneasily chimed in about the Great Shadow's weapon capabilities, she told Euphemia about the Nimus Hyper Sonic Missiles. How it could take out a large swarm of enemy fighter jets and bombers. Basically, obliterating anything from the sky. Nina had perfected an atomic particle that could do just that.
Euphemia can only smile as she was briefed about the Aigaion. While she is nonetheless impressed of the achievements of his Majesty's Army, she felt discouraged on how they are conducting themselves by waging wars a crossed the globe. Nina has been through so much, and Euphemia had felt more responsible for her friend. Even by vanishing to the world of C Nina was already on the course of a dangerous path concerning the Atom Particles.
After the tour, the pink haired Princess was led back to the private quarters, by Nina. They went inside to see the room well-made, everything from the decor and the floral work is befitting of Royalty as it should.
"I-I hope you enjoy your stay while we head back to Area 11," Nina bowed, "P-Princess Euphemia."
"Thank you, Nina," Euphemia smiled. "Y-Your welcome. Princess Euphemia if I may be so bold for me to stay here and let me pour you some tea?"
"Of courses, I'll be delighted," The pink-haired young woman said. Nina blinked in surprised, she looked up to see her Princess smile so brightly like a goddess.
"It is a long way back, so it would make sense for us to pass the time," Euphemia explain. Nina nodded, "Right! Um, I'll make that tea right away, my Princess," The student from Ashford Academy exclaimed as she made a steadily paced to the stove.
The third Princess of Britannia offered Ninia her assistance, but Nina assured the Princess that she can make the tea. Nina talked about how she was raised to learn manners of Royal customs, plus Nina was honored to serve the Princess who saved her life.
"Poor Nina..." Euphemia thought sadly. Perhaps an inquiry as to why Nina thought it was best to help Schneizel build an Atomic Weapon- or bomb. Earlier than what Euphemia recalled from the grim timeline. The first things to do is to figure out how to prevent this terrible weapon from being completed, which will be about a year from now.
For such a gifted student of Ashford Academy, the Princess suspect Nina didn't know what she was doing and in her moment of weakness, people in position of power took advantage of her.
West Beach Promenade, Area 24 (Spain), Holy Empire of Britannia
A squadron of Britannian F-35's & Su-57s patrolled the skies of Area 24, doing the usual sortie. They were assigned for this role shortly after Marrybell mel Britannia have consolidated the whole of Spain into Area 24 and under her rule. The chain of command is well-informed that the EU is seeking a retaliation for the loss of Spain and Russia to the Britannian Empire. But a counterattack from the enemy is unlikely at this time.
Still, better safe than sorry. For this sortie mission, they opted to use the stealth fighters for this mission.
Madrid Central Air Command Center
General Johann Schwarzer inspected the buzzing command center, with his subordinate following him closely. He looked up at the big radar screen of the map of Area 24. He then stopped and approached the two operators, and the said operators stood up and saluted.
"At ease," Johann raised his hand, "Anything to report to our stealth patrol?"
"Not yet sir but-"
"Good," Johann dismissed, "Lady Marrybell wants the best fighters and the best pilots for this moment. Her Royal Highness is at her ball, mine you. This should where she is expected to make a speech about the establishment of Area 24."
"Will have this shift wrapped up in no time, sir."
"The moment that we showed strength is at hand," Johann nodded in approval.
"ALERT, ALERT," said the aromantic voice, "Unidentified Flying Object abroching the West Beach Promenade aerospace."
Johann and his subordinates became alerted and the General looked to the screen, "So the EU is responding after all... tell the pilots to intersect and destroy. I will not allow this blemish to fester under my watch. Princess Marrybell will have her Royal ball unabated."
"Yes, my lord!"