Unlimited Ambition

Because they found it too troublesome, the people of the European countries escaped with their lives.

There's no need to thank me.

Thus, under my command, the battle lines temporarily stabilized. The eight million-strong army of the First Jerusalem Group went on the defensive and committed atrocities in Iberia. Tens of millions of people across the Iberian Peninsula were slaughtered in just a few days. Their bodies were displayed on crosses (though there was really nothing left to display).

The entire Iberian Peninsula was practically a ghost town. For miles around, there was no sign of human habitation.

After stabilizing the occupied territories, the Jerusalem army did not rush to attack. Instead, it dispatched elite knights to secretly infiltrate Rome and the Vatican, hoping to find and destroy the C Scrolls.

The Dark Knights, who carried out the secret infiltration, brought back astonishing news: the entire Vatican was deserted. The Dark Knights boldly walked through the entire place, but didn't see a single person.

I, however, was unaware. In the short time that followed, the Right Seat of God had already disbanded. Right Fire, carrying his delusional desires, escaped the atmosphere. Left Land, however, with the C-documents and the main Vatican personnel, retreated to Avignon, France. Water from the Rear also went with them.

In addition, the wind ahead and the whereabouts of the Pope are unknown.

Of course, saying they are missing simply means that most people don't know where they went. This naturally doesn't include me.

That day, Wind in the Forefront, who was recuperating in the Vatican, witnessed the entire incident. Knowing she was far inferior to Fire on the Right, she didn't intervene, instead remaining hidden. Only when Fire on the Right believed the situation was settled did she rush out, grabbing the Pope, whose fate was unknown. Then, without looking back, she fled.

"Just a clown," the fire on the right scoffed, letting the wind in front escape.

But after escaping, she found herself utterly alone. All of Europe seemed to be her enemy. Then she thought again: the enemy of my enemy is my friend. So she brought the Pope to Jerusalem.

……

"Although I knew you weren't very smart when we first met, you still can't... tsk, never mind, I won't say it, it'll hurt our feelings."

This was the first thing Feng Qianzhi heard after he woke up in the Dark Knights' dungeon and found himself covered in a bunch of binding spells.

That's what I said to her.

"You bastard... you think I trusted you so much!" Wind ahead cursed angrily.

"...I didn't beg you to believe me." He looked at her with a "Are you crazy?" expression, completely stunning Qianfangzhifeng.

"Sigh... Come to think of it, that's true. How could I have been so stupid as to come looking for this guy?" The Wind in the Forefront thought bitterly, but there was nothing he could do. He stood there dumbfounded, at a loss for what to do.

But the next moment, the wind suddenly picked up and cracked, and the binding spells that had been binding her vanished in an instant. It was Gu who had released her from the spells.

"I know," I said, smiling at her. "I know why you trust me."

As I said this, I lifted her chin and kissed her directly.

? !

Faced with this catastrophic turn of events, Feng, bewildered and helpless, watched as the lonely lips drew ever closer, his heart pounding uncontrollably. He could only close his eyes and await his death.

Five minutes later, Qianfang Zhifeng, who was wondering why Gu hadn't kissed her yet, opened her eyes in confusion and saw Gu looking at her with an amused expression.

"Pfft..." Just thinking about how that punk girl had her face flushed and her eyes closed, looking so innocent, I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"You lied to me again?!" The storm raged ahead. A punch came flying, but I easily caught it.

"It's really true." Gu chuckled, moved closer to her, and then kissed her deeply.

The wind in front of him jolted, and then he felt his skin burning hot. His body felt like it was on fire. He felt completely limp and weak.

After a long while, their lips parted, and he whispered in her ear, "So, what do you think of my suggestion from last time? Can you agree to it now?"

The wind ahead nodded shyly. It didn't speak.

"Very well," Gu nodded, then led her away from the Dark Knights' dungeon.

The Wind Ahead has been acquired.

Of course, what I really want to say is that one-tenth of Uriel's power belongs to me.

Heh he ...

Following this, the plan to destroy the C document was revived. Since Avignon is located in southeastern France, not far from the coast, this operation still required Jerusalem, which controls the entire Mediterranean, to take action.

However, before that, let's cause a little trouble for the European Union.

The seeds of war sown by Britain can now be sown.

Thirteen days ago, with the help of the Church of Jerusalem, Princess Chiari, the second daughter of the British royal family, successfully staged a coup. Holding the sword in the stone, the second princess quickly gained the allegiance of everyone in the British Isles. However, there was one small flaw in the process.

Laura Stuart effortlessly broke through the siege of dozens of skilled knights under the Second Princess's command in Jerusalem, unleashing a forbidden spell that destroyed half of London. She displayed unparalleled skill. Now, however, her whereabouts remain unknown.

With such a variable as her, Kiarisa might not even sleep soundly. She feared waking up the next day to find her head missing—the Sword in the Stone, though an extremely powerful spiritual artifact, was ultimately insufficient against a demon god like Laura. It could subtly influence her mind, of course, but expecting her to become a subservient lapdog was out of the question.

Thus, Kiarissa's palace was protected by layers upon layers of British magicians and knights, with countless magical defense devices, making the entire palace as solid as an iron barrel.

Despite this, Chiarisa still frequently wakes up in the middle of the night, dreaming that Laura appears like a ghost and tries to kill her. She's drenched in sweat, needless to say.

Just then, I directly demanded that she keep her promise and switch sides to send troops to France. I originally thought there would be another round of heated debate. But to my surprise, Chiarisa agreed very readily. This surprised me quite a bit.

Because right now, she desperately needs to do something to distract herself. Otherwise, she'll be driven crazy by the immense pressure sooner or later.

Thus, the day after I secretly discussed the matter with Chiarisa, Britain and Ireland were reunited to form the Kingdom of Great Britain. At the same time, Britain declared its withdrawal from the European Union, formally allied with Jerusalem, and submitted a declaration of war to the European powers.

European media were in uproar. They unanimously condemned the princess who seized power in a coup. Of course, this wouldn't change anything.

The British Home Fleet acted swiftly, launching a surprise naval attack that sent the last remaining Northern Fleet into the North Sea. Immediately afterwards, the first wave of 400,000 British troops boarded landing craft and set off to land in Normandy.

In addition, Kialisa spared no expense, transforming the nation's strongest magical artifact, the mobile fortress "Glastonbury," into British territory, effectively changing the definition of Normandy, France. With this, the European Union suffered another defeat.

Kiarisa hadn't anticipated this. While the powerful magical equipment of the mobile fortress helped her stabilize the morale of the occupied territories in the shortest time, preventing a large-scale wave of opposition like that on the Iberian Peninsula, it also set a precedent—the use of magical artifacts in modern warfare.

From then on, mages cited this precedent, breaking the unwritten rules and appearing openly on the battlefield. Various kinds of magical equipment also emerged in great numbers, casting a shadow over World War III.

"Tch, that idiot." After hearing the news, I scoffed dismissively. However, since this guy has set this precedent, I won't hold back.

"The reinforcements from Academy City have arrived, totaling two thousand of the latest HsPS-15 drive-type aircraft and five hundred HsB heavy bombers. They can turn the entire Avignon into ruins in an instant."

The person who said these words was a liaison officer assigned by Academy City to Jerusalem, an insignificant fellow named Kihara.

"What an interesting toy," Gu chuckled, seemingly somewhat dismissive.

"Damn it," the liaison officer surnamed Kihara cursed inwardly, but outwardly maintained a respectful demeanor. "Also, regarding the issue of redistributing world power after this war..."

"Huh? Didn't I already have an agreement with Aleister?" I said with slight dissatisfaction, "You can take all of East Asia, Southeast Asia, Australia, and South America. What could he possibly be unhappy about?"

"No, no, no, not at all. I was talking about something else entirely." Seeing that I was showing signs of anger, the man surnamed Kihara immediately changed his tune: "It's about the post-war economic order."

"Economic order... I'm not particularly interested in that." I said, while showing a nonchalant expression.

Kihara gritted his teeth and said directly, "If possible, our Kihara family hopes to make some contributions for Your Highness after the war."

"Let's wait until after the war," Gu said, sounding slightly impatient.

"Well... the situation is gradually becoming clearer now, and victory is just around the corner." The man surnamed Kihara was still somewhat unwilling to give up.

Gu snorted lightly: "Can't you understand Latin?"

Seeing this, Kihara had no choice but to retreat unwillingly.

"Tch, Aleister's good dog. They've even got their hands on me." After that Kihara guy left, I coldly cursed, "The world economic order, something so important, and a mere Kihara clan wants to mess with it? It seems they've forgotten their place." I rolled my eyes as I thought this.

Let's find an opportunity to take them down.

Chapter 5: Kamijou on the verge of collapse

Just then, Kamijou, who had secretly infiltrated Avignon and nearly drowned after his parachute landed directly in the lake, was panting heavily.

"Thank you so much, Yuriko. You've been a huge help." Kamijou coughed twice more, then spat out a small fish. He then collapsed onto the grass on the riverbank, panting heavily as he said this.

"It's nothing. Protecting you, Touma, is my responsibility too," Yuriko said obediently.

Kamijou was extremely conflicted. While being cared for was a good thing, shouldn't it generally be men protecting women?

For a moment, Kamijou felt utterly useless, and the next moment, he still felt utterly useless.

He then secretly regretted his soft-heartedness. He'd been conscripted by Tsuchimikado again. That Mach 7 super transport plane was truly inhuman. Kamijou felt like every bone in his body was about to fall apart.

"Are you feeling better, Touma?" After a while, Yuriko noticed that Touma wasn't breathing as heavily anymore, so she asked.

"That's about enough," Kamijou said, propping himself up.

"Alright, let's get started." Yuriko stood up, dusted herself off, and then helped Kamijou up.

"What should we do next?" Kamijou asked.

"Naturally, we'll continue the mission, find the Papal Palace, and then destroy the C document," Yuriko said.

"Actually, I'm a little curious. Does that so-called 'C Document' really have that much power? It can actually command people all over Europe," Kamijou said as he walked.

“Perhaps,” Yuriko said, not entirely sure. “However, there is no other reason that could have led to the massacre on the Iberian Peninsula.”

"But isn't Jerusalem the one committing the murders now?" Kamijou frowned and said, "Come to think of it, that scheming prince isn't a good person either."

"That's absolutely right." Although Yuriko and I had worked together during the last Adriatic Queen incident, it didn't change the place I held in her heart.

"But strictly speaking, the Jerusalem army was only acting in self-defense. After all, it was the civilians in the occupied territories who attacked them first. Naturally, the Jerusalem army would not sit idly by and wait to be killed."

Yuriko then said the following.

"But...this war—"

"The war has begun. It won't stop until a victor emerges," Yuriko said calmly. "That's all we can do. Destroy the C-documents, so that the people in the occupied territories won't risk their lives to attack the Jerusalem army. And they won't die. This will save many people, Touma."

After hearing Yuriko say that "it can save many people," Kamijou immediately became determined. He then followed her toward the location of the Papal Palace.

Meanwhile, the French, who were being manipulated by Document C, also discovered them.

"They're from Academy City! They're here! Someone, catch them! Kill them!!"

In an instant, the once deserted street was packed with people. Adults and children alike were filled with fervor as they rushed towards Kamijou and Yuriko, as if they wanted to tear them to shreds.

"Get behind me, Touma!!" Yuriko roared, then shielded the boy, Kamijou, behind her.

The boy, Kamijou, was in tears. He couldn't bring himself to say, "Actually, I wanted to go first." Instead, he vented his anger on the Frenchmen who had missed their orders, punching them one after another without mercy.

Yuriko, being blind, couldn't see the conflicted look on Kamijou's face. She still arrogantly roared, "Then, let you bastards witness the power of the number one in Academy City!!!"

At this very moment, Academy City's mechanized forces were mobilized. A massive number of SB heavy bombers (it's HSB! Just one letter makes a huge difference!) dropped tons of napalm, incendiary, and high-explosive bombs. In an instant, Avignon was engulfed in flames.

Immediately afterwards, elite new-type drive units stormed into the city and unleashed a massacre.

"Touma! What's going on?! Hurry up and come this way!" Seeing that the opportunity was too good to pass up, Yuriko grabbed Kamijou's hand and ran towards the Pope's Palace.

The boy Kamijou witnessed this scene: the entire city of Avignon was ablaze, like a living hell.

The French, regardless of age, charged at Drive Kai, equipped with the latest alloy bulletproof armor, like wild beasts baring their fangs and claws. They were then shredded to pieces by Drive Kai's Metal Storm Gun.

Kamijou was greatly shocked. He cried out, "Ah!"