Azur Lane Mobile Front

[Gundam 00 Tech Tree, Class IV Mobile Suit, Flag Style.]

"Let me see."

As he spoke, Rob began to study the technical parameters of the flag-shaped design.

"It's alright. Although its performance is far inferior to Gundam, it's still much better than a ship. The main thing is that there are enough subsequent models, and there's no shortage of powerful models, so we can keep profiting from it."

Having decided on the "products," Rob's next task was to set a price for the weapons.

"Hmm, this model costs around 700,000 silver coins in the system. I won't be greedy, I'll just double the price! I'll round it up to 10 million per unit. Hmm, I'm really too honest in business."

Completely lacking any sense of responsibility as an arms dealer, Rob actually thought he had made a huge profit.

It seems our protagonist still has a long way to go. (laughs)

"Hmph, if this deal goes through, I might have to arrange for my own warships to be deployed when we get back!"

Rob, who had always commanded from mass-produced ships, felt deeply after the Shokaku incident that this thing was no longer keeping up with the times.

If we're talking about why the average lifespan of commanders is so low, the command ships they ride on account for at least a large portion of the problem.

Sometimes, people are like that—they start browsing online stores before they even have the money.

Like someone who hasn't received their salary yet but is already browsing Taobao like crazy.

Before the arms trade was even a thing of the past, Rob had already started researching his future vehicle within the system.

In places unnoticed by the royal family.

Richelieu of the Liberty Iris is embarking on an unknown journey with the light cruiser Joan of Arc.

Their destination was Donghuang.

It seems that their Lord played a not-so-small joke on them at this moment.

If they weren't in such a hurry, Rob and his party would have arrived at the royal palace in a couple of days.

Somewhere in the Ironblood.

Inside the window, Eugen was reporting intelligence about the new ship equipment she had discovered.

As luck would have it, the corporate and New Jersey exercises arranged by Robb were all observed by Prince Eugen.

Although the recording was lost due to the GN particles, Prinz Eugen could still describe the performance of the new ship equipment in great detail through oral explanation.

"It seems this commander isn't just a pawn on the chessboard; he could be a player. Hehehe~"

Chapter 47: This is the Royal Navy, not a place for you to stroll around the Navy.

Under the watchful eyes of the royal warships, Rob's private plane landed on the airport runway.

Through the window, Rob and the others observed the other party's reception staff.

"Wow, there are quite a lot of people here."

"This is quite a lineup. King George V, Warspite, Glorious, Belfast. People from all factions are here."

Zhenhai picked up where Luo Bo left off, recounting in detail the names of all the royal personnel who had come to pick him up at the airport.

"Let's go and see just how troublesome the royal family really is."

Seeing that the plane had come to a stop, Rob straightened his clothes, preparing for a direct confrontation with the Royal Navy.

As soon as Rob stepped off the plane, several ship maids, led by Belfast, saluted him.

"Oh, so the commander of the Eastern Empire is so young?"

King George V stepped forward, shook hands with Rob and the others to welcome them, and took the opportunity to carefully examine the newly born star before him.

"Radiant Sister!"

The unicorn, seeing its beloved sister, didn't care about anything else and rushed into Radiance's arms.

Looking at the unicorn whose entire head was buried in the shell, Rob could only sigh that there's always someone better.

I mentally compared it to my own dean's, and thought to myself, "How come these days a 20,000-ton aircraft carrier looks much more mature than a 40,000-ton one?" Annoying.

"Nice to meet you, Lord Rob. Thank you for bringing this child to me."

Holding the unicorn that was snuggling in her arms, the royal lady nodded to Rob, her warm smile seemingly capable of melting ice and snow.

"Lord Robb, welcome."

The tiny Warspite also stepped forward and shook hands with Rob.

This legendary ship exudes confidence and composure, making one almost forget her petite figure.

"Your Excellency Warspite, it is a pleasure to meet you."

Rob still holds this legend in high regard.

“Commander Rob, Her Majesty the Queen is waiting for you.”

Seeing that everyone had finished their greetings, Belfast first gave Rob a curtsy, then politely indicated that the Queen had been waiting for a long time and hoped that everyone would not waste their time.

"Then let's get going quickly, so as not to keep Her Majesty waiting."

Before long, accompanied by a fleet of royal ships, Rob and his party arrived at the magnificent Queen's palace.

"I must say, they truly live up to their reputation as a veteran faction. You could probably write an article about any brick you break off from this palace."

Observing his surroundings discreetly, Robo gained a preliminary understanding of the royal family's wealth and power.

If we're talking about which faction is the richest in the world right now, it's definitely the White Eagle.

However, the White Eagle is a rising star, and in terms of heritage, it cannot compare to the Royal Empire, which is an old and established empire.

Since the other party was already acting like a big spender, Rob simply raised his price target by another notch.

Anyway, the other party has plenty of money, so why not make some?

"So you're the commander of the Eastern Empire? You don't seem like anything special!"

On the throne sat a petite young woman, wearing a crown, who was looking Rob up and down. This must be the royal queen.

"Hello, Your Majesty, I extend my highest respects to you."

With his fleet of ships, Robo greeted the young queen.

Saluting is out of the question. We're all theoretically at the same level of professional title, so why should we salute?

"Hmph! Rude mortal!"

Elizabeth only nodded slightly to Rob and the others, without bowing to them, and muttered a few words to herself.

Fortunately, she was still quite sensible and didn't lose her temper on the spot.

Of course, it might have been the gaze of her head maid that made her shrink back.

"Hmph! You're the commander of the Eastern Empire? Damn it~ You made me wait for you for so long!"

Elizabeth thought about it and realized that the more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She decided that she should still give the other party a verbal lesson.

So, the little queen, with a cute yet fierce expression, confronted Rob and the others, demanding an explanation.

"His Majesty."

Belfast, standing beside the Queen, saw that her Queen had started again and spoke up to remind her.

"Ahem~ On behalf of the royal family, I extend my welcome to you!"

After saying this, Elizabeth stopped mid-sentence, and Rob waited for a long time without hearing anything further.

"Lord Robb, His Majesty has prepared a banquet for you in the side hall. Please come and have a meal."

Left with no other choice, the head maid had to step in to save the day.

Looking around at the royal ships, Rob suddenly wondered if the little queen of the royal family was really reliable.

"Haha, let's go, Lord Rob. Good food is the only thing we can't miss!"

Having anticipated this situation, King George V immediately beckoned Robb to the side hall as soon as the head maid finished speaking.

Upon entering the side hall, the most eye-catching feature is undoubtedly the long table.

If your eyesight is even slightly off, you won't be able to see who's sitting across from you even when you're sitting at this end of the table.

As everyone took their seats, the royal maids began serving up a variety of dishes.

Yes, it's all French food.

It seems that the royal family is somewhat aware of the situation and did not serve their own special "delicacies" to the guests.

"Oh, this must be that Miss Corporate, right?"

At the banquet, King George V finished his food while chatting with the others.

The royal crew seemed to have gotten used to the ship's style of eating and talking at the same time, and naturally struck up a conversation with her.

"If you're talking about the one with the new ship equipment, then you're talking about my family's company."

Rob has really had his eyes opened today.

It's amazing that someone can still speak clearly even with a mouthful of food. At least my company doesn't have this skill. She's a typical "no talking while eating" person.

"Haha, please don't mind. After all, new ship equipment is a hot topic these days."

"Hey, human, is your company really as amazing as they say?"

Once the topic was brought up, Elizabeth couldn't hold back any longer, after all, the Robb family's business was quickly becoming a new generation legend.

The stories about one person single-handedly defeating the Sakura Empire combined fleet, or outplaying the entire Eagle Union fleet in a drill, are getting more and more outrageous.

"It's just a rumor, don't take it seriously. If we have the opportunity to fight side by side in the future, I believe everyone here will have a clear understanding."

"Is this a unique form of modesty among the people of Donghuang, Your Excellency Rob?"

Clearly, Rob's explanation did not convince the Royal Navy ships present. They trusted the information brought back by their own intelligence agencies more than Rob's account.

Chapter 48: The Head Maid is About to Join the Battle

In a joyful atmosphere, the first day of Rob and his companions' royal trip came to an end.

The unicorn was taken back by Radiance to sleep with her. Rob felt too embarrassed to object, so he just gave the unicorn a few instructions and watched her leave with Radiance.

The next day, early in the morning, just as dawn was breaking, Rob, still asleep, suddenly heard the sound of his bedroom door opening.

Rob immediately sat up in bed, alert.

Then he saw the royal head maid give him an elegant curtsy.

Good morning, Mr. Rob. I wonder if you slept well last night.

"Ms. Belfast, what's going on?"

Seeing that the other person was starting to tidy up his room and seemed to be trying to help him get up, Rob cautiously hugged the blanket tighter.

"Your Majesty's accommodations at the Royal Palace will be taken care of by Belfast. Do you have any questions?"

"Ah, this..."

Rob, who had always taken care of himself, was momentarily at a loss as he watched the head maid tidying up the room in an orderly manner.

“Um…Ms. Belfast, I can take care of myself, you don’t need to bother.”

“I understand. Belfast will send other sisters to serve you.”

"No, what I mean is, I can do it myself, I don't need anyone to serve me."

"That won't do, Your Excellency. Please don't let the royal family be disrespectful."

Faced with the other party's "unyielding stance," Rob had no choice but to concede and accept their service.

"Alright, alright, then I'll leave this to you for a while."

"Hehe, sir, please feel free to tell me if you need anything."

After that, Rob thoroughly enjoyed a life of being waited on hand and foot, but he felt that he couldn't stay in the royal family any longer. He was afraid that if he stayed too long, he would become a useless person.

Seeing the head maid hand him a tissue at just the right moment, Rob sighed, took it, and wiped the grease from his mouth.

"Ms. Belfast, what are your plans for today?"

After enjoying a royal breakfast, Rob began to inquire about his plans for the day.

"Your Excellency, the Knight Commander has a small meeting with you in an hour."

As she spoke, Belfast served Rob a freshly brewed cup of black tea.