I could only struggle to breathe as the poison was still in my Veins... I kept trying to slow the blood flow, but it have nearly reached my lungs... Who the hell, kept trying to kill Michael and Richelieu...?

Well, Richard, Michael, and Richelieu are going after that tosser, who threw a poison-tipped throwing knife. Whoever she is... must've been good on poisons...

Perseus: Glad that Commander brought these Medical Machines and types of equipment with him... After the Attack on that Fortress, none of us has fallen dead... Except for the Soldiers of course...

Ezra: Well, The wonders of Technology, eh?

Perseus: Still, I'll have to get the poison out of your body... It'll take a while, but, better than just hoping for the best...

She's right, sadly... I was hit by Cyanide... And luckily I received immediate treatment... I was given some antidote and currently recovering... But, they're making sure that I'm safe than sorry.

Ezra: Still, thanks a lot, Perseus. You've saved my ass...

Perseus: No problem, Ezra.

She has a slight smile... She is often emotionless, from what Kevin wrote on the dossier... I guess she's improving. I became a Temporary Commander, to help them to get through with his death.

Ezra: Hey, Seems like your emotions are improving.

Perseus: How could you tell?

Ezra: Ask the Ex-Ironblood, Michael.

She giggled... I have to say, she's pretty cute when she's like that.

Ezra: Hehe- Ugh...

Perseus: Oh, the Poison... You're lucky that you have donors, Ezra.

Ezra: Heh. Glad to hear that.

Then the rest came in.

Baltimore: Ah, Ezra! It looks like you're recovering, glad that you've got immediate treatment.

Bremerton: Yeah, if the same thing happened to you as what happened to the Commander, I would've been inactive on Juustagram again, eheheh...

Ezra: Not funny...

Warspite: Commander, I don't want you to die to an Iris Shipgirl, Alright? You're the most important Officer, especially you've spearheaded the assault with your Task Force.

Ezra: Thank you, Warspite. But, I have a promise to keep, for Richelieu.

Then the Bunny of the North Star, Laffey came to me.

Laffey: Whatever it is, Captain... I'll help you... *Yawns*

She lies her head on my knees... Jesus, she's sleepy...

Warspite: What was the Promise, Commander? If I may ask.

Ezra: I appreciate your help, Laffey. Ahem. The promise is to help Richelieu with the Iris/Vichya Civil War. I'm helping her to reunite the Iris to return it to where it used to be.

Warspite: I see... Very well Commander. I will also help you, to help the Iris Libre to win this Civil War.

Baltimore: I'll support you too, Ezra!

Bremerton: Same here!~

Both Perseus and Essex nodded. Glad that I have allies to protect me now.

Ezra: Thanks, guys. I appreciate that. And Perseus, can I check the knife?

Perseus: Huh? Why do you want it?

Ezra: I need to check what kind of the throwing knife is...

Warspite: Didn't the knife has fingerprints of Michael and Perseus?

Ezra: Michael was the one who pulled it off. He has his Detective Gloves ready, just in case, this happens. And it's in an evidence bag within Michael's Dorm. That means, we still have the DNA advantage.

Perseus: Hm... you're right. He told us to check the Murder Weapon in his room... It's like he's our own Investigator...

Warspite: Then how are we going to figure it out? None of us are experts.

Ezra: Hmm... I only know some basics. I might know someone who's a Specialist on Knifes.

Essex: Who's that?

Ezra: IJN Taihou... I don't get why Kevin hates Taihou, a lot.

Warspite: Oh, trust me... She never gets any moments of peace, because of what she did to Michael. Sometimes he would send Albacore at her...

Oh, dear... I forgot Kevin could go overboard.

Baltimore: She left because Commander was a total sociopath to her, he even blame all his failures on her... I guess she's kinda deserved it, but I think Commander went overboard on Taihou.

Ezra: Mess with a Blood Brother and Kevin won't show any mercy... until you leave.

Essex: ... And here I thought I was too extreme on Enterprise...

We all then heard footsteps, the door opened to see, Richelieu, Michael, Saint Louis, and Triomphant returning from their prayer at their church.

Richelieu: Vous sentez-vous mieux, Commandant? "Are you feeling better, Commander?"

Ezra: Er... Come again?

Richelieu: Are you feeling better, Commander?

All of the time, learning to speak German... ended up with French Speakers of the Iris Libre...

Ezra: Yeah, recovering...

Michael came with the reports.

Michael: Well then, the one who was planning to kill Richelieu is Bearn. Richelieu's most loyal ally turned into an Iris Yandere.

Ezra: Ouch.

Michael: Yeah. Ouch. Quite Literally.

Richelieu: Bearn... She was my most loyal ally but it seems... she changed...

I got up, carefully as I haven't fully recovered yet. I put my right hand on her shoulder.

Ezra: Still. We'll do whatever it takes. I'm still on your side, after all...

Richelieu smiled at me.

Richelieu: Merci Commandant, I appreciate it.

I closed my eyes to take a deep breath, calming my nerves a bit.

Michael: Ahem. Are you two done hugging?

Then I realized, she was hugging me. She then quickly let go and then blushed.

Richelieu: P-Pardon...

Ezra: I... It's fine...

Essex's Mind: At least, Enterprise wasn't obsessed with Captain Ezra... But, I'm starting to think that she might snap when she sees this...

Bremerton's Mind: They need to become a couple, they're both cute together! I don't care if he's a Captain from another Branch, love will always be like this!

Warspite's Mind: I wonder if this is the girl Commander likes a lot... I'm doubtful that the Middle Eastern Renegate, Asra is dating the Commander...

Perseus's Mind: Seems like Ezra likes the nice Iris Girls... Maybe she's a better person than Asra?

Laffey's Mind: They're nice together... Zzzzzzz...

Baltimore's Mind: I wonder if Ezra would ask Richelieu out? She's way better than Asra, she's too suspicious...

I then noticed they were looking at me and Richelieu...

Ezra: What?

Everyone then looked away... What is this? A Oneshot Lemon Fanfic of an Israeli Captain and Richelieu? Who hired this dickweed?

Ezra: Anyways, Triomphant. Where is Bearn hiding?

Triomphant: Well... last time I was with her, we were in a secret passageway.

Ezra: Hmm... Hidden Doors...

Richelieu: Well, considering it's Bearn... she's probably hiding somewhere else. I know her ways.

Michael: After all, Richard just got himself a book to the face.

Ezra: Lost the trail then...

Warspite: I suppose your Experience in Investigating and Equipment would be more useful than Bristol's. Commander's still learning your ways.

Takao: Anyways Ezra, have you recovered from the poison?

Ezra: Well, considering the blood transfusion and the poison that nearly killed me... I'm ready, once again, just for another sip of Cyanide!

They all groaned, Richelieu thought that I have gone crazy, Perseus just stared at me, not amused, and Michael just rolled his eyes.

Richelieu: C-Commandant, have you lost your mind...?

Baltimore: Seriously, Ezra...? What's with your sense of humor?

Triomphant: Commandant... I don't like your sense of humor...

Ezra: Sorry. Sorry...

Michael: Ahem. Still, we have to find her, before another Iris shipgirls comes. Who knows what chaos or a crazy shitstorm will happen...

They all nodded, not wanting another chaos like what Kevin used to have.

Takao: We'll plan to search the entire place after you and Triomphant have recovered.

Triomphant: The Commandant is getting better, so, we should do it early!

Richelieu: But what about your emotion and your recovery?

Triomphant: I'll be alright, Cardinal.

Michael: Ezra?

Ezra: Well, since Taihou still won't come back because Kevin used physical and verbal abuse to make her confess to gravely injuring Michael and get executed... Akagi didn't return, nor recovered because of his death... I'll have to locate her, by myself... and with Triomphant...

Triomphant: I won't disappoint you, Commandant!

Warspite: Just be more careful, Commander.

Ezra: I will just give me time...

They all nodded and left... After a while, I got off the bed, got in the wheelchair with the Antidote still countering Cyanide, and leave... Only for Sheffield to stop me.

Sheffield: Captain Ezra.

Ezra: Hmm?

Sheffield came to me with a letter.

Sheffield: Please open it, Captain. It's from an Admiral.

I opened the letter and it was a warning from... Primeoyo (Admiral Prime)

"Captain Ezra, I'm Admiral Prime. I've written this to warn you of Admiral Nanaki's attempts to resurrect Roon... I don't know what he's planning, but it bodes ill intentions... We know that you, Senior Agent Michael, and 1st Lieutenant Richard aren't trustful of him, and so do me and my Assistants. For we have a Common Enemy. We're investigating his plan, and we'll do anything to protect you from Nanaki... But, I can't guarantee your safety. Be ready, because we've got reports of more active SIREN storms across the Atlantic Ocean... with multiple METAs found gravely wounded... Good Luck..."

I knew it... Those dreams were warnings of the future...

Ezra: Sheffield...

Sheffield: What is it, Captain?

Ezra: Report this to your Majesty and the rest on this base. Prepare Combat Drills and supplies. Food, Water, Medicals, Equipment, Soldiers, and Ammunitions. This mail is not a joke... Send this to Michael and Richard, too.

Sheffield: Hmm... Understood, Captain. I'll be telling it to the Majesty.

After Sheffield left, Triomphant looked at me, concerned...

Triomphant: Commandant... Why did you consider that mail real?

Ezra: ... Somethings tells me that mail is warning me of a threat that I have suspicions on... And it bore fruit. For now, our internal struggles are currently on our priorities.

Triomphant: Umm... Ok?

Ezra: Alright, let's go.

Our first destination is Michael's Room.

Carl (Background): Hey! You and Richelieu should ki-!

Ezra (Background): SHUT THE FUCK UP, CARL!!!

{Ezra blows up Carl with an M72 LAW with an HE Rocket}

Michael's POV.

I decided to pray with Fraulien Richelieu at the Church. I'll be lost without a weekly prayer to god for his guidance...

As we got in we saw Jeanne d'Arc... I almost got my revolver... Almost.

Richelieu: Jeanne?

It appears she's praying. Good to see that she has recovered... She then turned to look at us.

Michael: Guten Tag, Fraulein Jeanne. "Good Afternoon, Miss Jeanne."

Jeanne: Oh, Cardinal and... Michael Visscher is it...?

I nodded.

Jeanne: Nice to see you guys here...

Jeanne's Mind: Woah... I've never known that he often prays to the Lord... Maybe, that's the reason why he betrayed the Ironblood...

Richelieu: Are we interrupting?

Jeanne: No, it's fine. I've just finished my prayers.

Michael: That's nice to hear, Fraulein Jeanne. However, aren't you supposed to be in the Infirmary? You might still be wounded.

Jeanne: I hid behind those boxes.

We then looked to the boxes, at the corner of the church. I knew those were medicines and holy water.

Michael: I see...

Jeanne d'Arc: Yeah... I also now know about Le Triomphant and Bearn. They sure did change too...

Richelieu: Yes, they did change but Le Triomphant is normal again! Bearn will too eventually!

Frau Jeanne lightly smiled but then she frowned, with a sad look. Dear God, I pity her and her people... Manipulated to be Yanderes...

Jeanne: Monsieur Michael... All of those words I've said... I... I don't know why, but, I must've...

Michael: It's alright, Fraulein... I'm... Still uneasy about what you've said, not knowing that I'm married and have a 3-year-old son... And it's by my wife, screwed me while I'm drunkenly asleep... And she's Polish, no less...

Jeanne: O-Oh... A-Anyways... I've realized my mistakes, a-and I'm... sincerity sorry for what I've done... I'm very sorry... I didn't know what make me act like this...

Richelieu: It's fine, Jeanne. It wasn't you...

Jeanne: You know Michael... You're are an interesting guy, especially for a Former Ironblood. Compared to me, you looked like a Saint Michael, but looked more... Ahem, Ironblood-like, but with a Noble Heart like him, *Giggles* and I'm starting to think you're his son.

Richelieu: Heheheh. You really looked like The Archangel, Michael.

M-My... I'm... I'm honored... I think I've ended up in love with her... But, I have a wife... So, maybe a friend is better...

Michael: M-Mein goodness, Fräulein Jeanne und Richelieu... I'm... I'm honored... But, nobody is perfect, in this world... Imperfect as you maybe, Fräu Jeanne. You're both my responsibility and my sister-in-faith... That's why we're asking you to help me to reunite Iris and Vichya in this Civil War...

Jeanne: M-Michael...

Richelieu: Saint Louis, Le Triomphant, and now you... we can win this, with the Commandant leading us! So, please... Jeanne... will you join us?

Jeanne: ...

Richelieu: Jeanne...?

She looked around and then looked at us... Wait... Something doesn't feel right...

Jeanne: I sense something...

I instinctively looked for above, and I saw a glimpse... POISONED POTION!!!

Michael: FRAU RICHELIEU!!! WATCH OUT!!!

Richelieu: EH!?

I managed to push her away from danger as a potion, landed at Jeanne.

Jeanne: Gah!!!

Richelieu: Jeanne!!!

Michael: Fräulein Jeanne!!!

I attempted to save her, but she raised her hand, signaling me to stop.

Jeanne: D-Don't...! Save yourself, Cardinal and Michael!!!

She then slowly fell down on the floor...

Richelieu: What's happening to you, Jeanne!?

Jeanne: I-I don't know... but I'm feeling weak every second...

Richelieu: Why did you stop Michael from saving you!?

Jeanne: Y-You... and Michael are the most important person... Cardinal, you're our Leader! And Michael... you're our Protector of the Iris Libre! We can't stand to lose both of you!!!

I want to save her, but, I'll find a way to cure you Fräulein...

Michael: Vielen Dank 'Thank You'... Fräulein Jeanne... I'll do my best to protect the Iris Libre and to save you...

Richelieu: Same with me, Jeanne... We're glad that you've chosen to join us. We'll find a way to cure your pain.

And then...

???: My, It appears that I've missed...

Richelieu seems to know that voice!

Richelieu: I know it's you, L'Opinatre!

I got my Revolver and my Saber ready, ready to protect Richelieu. As she's on the second floor.

L'Opinatre: Well, if it isn't the Cardinal herself?

Richelieu: Why... why did you try to hurt me? Your own ally?

L'Opinatre: Ally? Don't try to be that foolish. I know what you've done, traitor.

Richelieu: It's a false rumor from my Sister! Please!

Michael: If she were lying, why would she turn her back against the Iris Libre!?

L'Opinatre: I don't care if you are telling the truth or not... All I care about now is to be with you, Mon Guerisseur Magique! "My Magical Healer!"

Wait... Mon Guerisseur Magique... That means... Oh, Nein... I've watched enough Yandere Girls Oneshots knowing where this is going...

Richelieu's POV.

WHAT!? L'Opinatre wanted Michael instead of Ezra!? And she called him 'My Magical Healer'!? Then that means, Richard isn't safe from the Yanderes either!

I summoned my Lance to Protect Michael.

Richelieu: Michael, you have to run!

Michael: I can't, Fraulein! You're more important and I've to protect everyone!

I know this is selfish, but I'll tell Ezra what's going on! Be safe, Protector of the Iris Libre!

Richelieu: Be safe, Michael...

I left the church with haste... To find Ezra.

Michael's POV.

She escaped to safety... Still, I've to deal with my own Yandere...

L'Opinatre: Mon Amour... You can just go with me, instead of staying with that Traitor, the Ironblood, and that Heretical Commander... We'll be better than anyone, with your magic and my spells...

Michael: No! Nein! And Never!!! *Readies Weapons* I won't let you harm or injure anyone!!! I'll make sure that you'll pay the price, for Fraulein Jeanne!

L'Opinatre: Hmph. It appears that Traitor has charmed you... No matter, you'll be mine!!!

I dodged another potion, as I fired a few shots at her. She took cover as I buy more time to save Jeanne, I tossed all of the Smoke Grenades and used the smoke to get Jeanne out. Using Clairvoyance to find her and Muffle Spells to evade detection... And I have to push through the Red Mist. Causing me to cough constantly instead of getting weakened.

Michael: Mein Gott... *Few more coughs* Hang in there, Jeanne... I'm getting- *Coughs* A Medic for you...

I carried her over my shoulder and ran to the doors. Only for a blue mist to surround me... this time it got me weakened...

Michael: W-What...?

Wait... I recognized this one... This was used to... knock out the Ironblood Shipgirls... The same serum that I've made... when I've arrived...

L'Opinatre: Take asleep, my love... We'll be together after I've convinced Bearn...

Michael: Nein... N-Nein... God have mercy...

Ezra... Richard... Please Hurry Up... And save me...

Ezra's POV.

Ezra: Let's see...

With the blood residue and some of the poison with it, it might tank a while, as I'm searching the Fingerprint of the tosser...

Hmm...

Ezra: Damn it... If only Kevin didn't fucked Taihou up with his fists and Akagi not growing a spine... I'm at a dead-end...

Triomphant: Same here, Commandant... I don't know any of this...

This will take a while... I've learned some basics but, not any of that detective stuff.

Bristol: You need help, Captain Esra?

Ezra: Hmm? Oh, Bristol. Any help is welcomed. And please, surgical gloves on. Michael will be pissed if any other fingerprints were on it.

She puts on her detective gloves and helped me with the investigations.

The Poison was found and I checked what kind of poison... It's not Cyanide... But, it has high humidity and is made from someone else, who's also arrived... I have to find a Hidden Door quickly...

Next, I checked the fingerprints... It's unknown, I scanned for all of the shipgirls, but no match.

Damnit... What now!?

Triomphant: We can check the Bookshelf, from where did me and Bearn enter!

Ezra: I could see that, but there was someone else, but I might be able to find answers in there...

Bristol: It might be dark in there, Captain Ezra! You might need something to light up the place without revealing yourself!

A Light source without... Night Vision Goggles! Those will do!

Ezra: I've already got one, Bristol. Alright, Triomphant, I'll be dealing with this operation alone. I'll get my gear, while you take me to the bookshelf. Got it?

Triomphant: I know it will be dangerous for you, but we wish you luck, Commandant...

Richard's POV... Returning to Base.

https://youtu.be/fO5i-IvBeZg

For... Fuck... Sake... A Fucking Traffic Jam...? Seriously!? I'm stopping a Yandere Apocalypse and these Son of a Bitches just made my life worst!!!

Driver 1: HEY!!! Move dickweed!!!

Driver 2: Ey! Fuck you, asshole! MOVE!!!

Driver 3 (Old Lady): You kiss your mom with that mouth!?

Driver 4: Man... This is Bullshit!!! A Motherfucking Traffic Jam!?

Richard: ... I'm gonna be late...

What a fucking headache... Hmm... I do remember some C4s... Ah! Darriel's Explosive Shortcut! I'll have to chart a path and Kaboom!!!

I set some C4s while choosing a direction... With the location picked and the C4s place, I put on my protective gear and my seatbelts buckled, and remote ready.

Richard: Here goes nothing...

Driver 4: AYO!!! WHAT'S THAT MOTHERFUCKER DOING!?

Driver 5: SHIT!!! RUN!!!

*BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMM!!!*

Richard: YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-HAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!

Driver 6: HOLY SHIT!!!

Driver 7: AYO, WHAT THE FUCK!?

Police Officer 1: What the shit!? WHERE DID HE GET THOSE C4s!?

Police Officer 2: Well, call me Jodie, as I've been shagging your Enterprise!!! THAT GUY ISN'T AN ITALIAN, HE'S AN AMERICAN!!!

Police Officer 1: A WHAT!? AMERICAN!?

Ezra's POV...

I've got my Tavor X95, My Trusty Jericho 941, Grenades ( 2 Stings, 1 CS Gas), Night Vision Goggles, and Combat Gear with Armor, Respirator Mask, and Helmet.

[What he looked Like, and add Respirator Mask]

Ezra: Alright, I'm here. Guide me to the Bookshelf, Triomphant.

Triomphant: Oui Commandant!

We went to the hidden door, and we've arrive at the bookshelf. Before Triomphant started.

Ezra: Let me guess...

Using the oldest trick by the book, I used my hand to find a disguised lever. And it paid off. Pulling it, it opened a secret passageway.

Triomphant: How did you know that!?

Ezra: Well I'm a fan of watching Cthulhu Mythos and Detectives like Sherlock Holmes...

Triomphant: Interesting...

Ezra: Stay here. I'll deal with this. *Readies Tavor X95 and Night Vision Goggles*

I went down to the place Bearn was hiding.

Christ, it is dark in here... At least my NVG didn't cause me to lose my balance. Hoping to find Bearn...

But, I've found out the distressing truths... Another Iris and this conversation... As I hide to some boxes.

???: And you have the gall to bring that Ironblood Spy!? He'll kill us both!!! Or worst-

???: He's was one of them, Not anymore! I don't care if he's an Ironblood, he's mine and mine alone! And I intend to protect my Michael!

WHAT THE!? ONE OF THEM WENT YANDERE FOR MICHAEL!? Holy shit, this is not good! If one of them falls in love and it's either Michael or Richard... I'm fucked without protection!!!

Ezra: *Whispers and Gasped* Michael!!!

I see him!!! He is being gagged and tied as he tried to escape!

Michael: *Muffled* LET ME GO!!! LET ME GO!!! I DON'T WANT TO LOSE MY DIGNITY, AND I'M MARRIED!!!

???: Grr...

???: Triomphant was right, you know! I could've just had him for myself, while you can have the Commandant!

???: Whatever... Did you make anything new?

??? I have it. I'll call it... Yandall.

Yandall...? What the hell it's that?

???: Yandall?

???: Basically... it's a potion to make a person see everyone as yanderes.

Oh shit... First a Potion of Unknown Poison that I've narrowly escaped, now this? A Potion that can cause people to see the hear them as a Direct Yandere or what...? No matter, my Respirator Mask will resist those.

???: I see.

???: I have an idea. You should use it on the Ironblood Spy. He's convincing that traitor.

???: How do you know?

???: I saw him outside when he was training her... It appears that he's a bodyguard for both the Commandant and the Traitor.

No!!! Not Michael!!!

???: Grrrrr... I won't let you taint my Love! Use that on the Commandant instead!

???: Tch. Fine. Let's see how he'll react then his trustworthy Secretary turned Yandere!!!

Michael's Mind: Nein!!! Not Ezra!!!

I had enough... I cocked my rifle and pulled a pin off the Flashbang.

???: Huh? What was that?

???: Looks like someone is eavesdropping...

Ezra: THINK FAST CHUCKLENUTS!!!

???: What-?

[Earrape Warning]

https://youtu.be/Qbkefoi1NH4

Both ???: GAHHHHHH!!!

As both are Temporary Blind and Deaf, with me and Michael only Deaf. I shoot the rope that kept him on the table, He was able to Fight, was weakened...

Michael: What took you...?

Ezra: Sorry, ok? Now, grab my pistol and destroy the Yandall.

We went to destroy the Yandall...

???: Looking for this?

The one who's has the Description like Richard is Bearn, holding the Yandall... We aimed our guns at her.

Michael: You've made a huge mistake, attempting an Assassination on me, Fraulein Bearn...

Ezra: Bearn, is it? Well, you've made a huge mistake with that knife I've found.

Bearn: Consider it my gift. My name is Bearn as you've said. A pleasure to meet you, Commander.~

L'Opinatre: I'm L'Opinatre. Nice to meet you, Commander. But my love is for the Mystic Healer!~

Michael: Mein Gott!!! Leave me alone!!!

I feel your pain, Mich...

Ezra: Alright... Let me get this straight, while you Bearn wanted to kill Richelieu and have me for herself, L'Opinatre is the same, but wanted Michael instead!?

Bearn: And is that Ironblood spy is using you as a pawn!

L'Opinatre: NO!!! He's helping the Commandant to fight against the Traitor! He was just hiding his facade to save him!!!

... Ok... Conflicting minds... No matter! That Potion is going down!!!

Ezra: Say goodbye to your Potion, Four-eyes!!!

Michael: WAIT-!!!

I fired the Yandall without waiting for Michael to finish. The Blue Mist... got me... But Michael's unaffected by it... Fuck... Now, I wish I was a German... And the Mask didn't work...

Michael's POV.

Oh, Mein Gott... At least the kid always stops at the moment I stopped him... I thanked God in my mind for making me immune to the Yandall. I took Ezra's Rifle and was ready to shoot both of them.

Bearn: Hehehehe... What a foolish Commandant... But, no matter, you're next to DIE!!!

L'Opinatre: Enough!!! We'll fight together, mon amour... Right?

Michael: Nein, I fight for my friends and the Free Folks! There shall be no Yanderes in my Circle of Trust!

L'Opinatre: If I can't have you... No one can!!!

Michael: VHAT!?

Not good... Not good!!! I got a Snapped L'Opinatre and a Bearn wanted to Kill me for different reasons!!!

I quickly run to keep my distance. As I landed a few snapshots at them, Potions after potion, Bearn wanted me dead, while, L'Opinatre... Wanted my head to keep for herself...

Bearn: I hope you'll die in agony, Ironblood Scum!!!

L'Opinatre: MINE! MINE! MINE!!!~ ALL MINE!!!~

Oh my god!!! Father Jesus, please give me a miracle!

And it has arrived... As a Ford SUV, slammed straight through the underground giving me much-needed distance!

And the Footsteps, multiple of it.

Richard: Special Delivery!!!

Michael: Just in time! Did you have my Beretta!?

Richard: ARX160, coming right up, Mich!!!

Richard tossed the ARX160 right onto me and I grabbed it in time, Richard got his SIG MCX SPEAR out, and we're ready for them.

Bearn: An Eagle Brute and the Ironblood Spy... No matter, you two must die!!!

L'Opinatre: Ahahahaha... AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! MICHAEL'S MINE!!!

Michael: FIRE!

We fired a few single shots, got the wounded and bleeding.

Bearn: I... I'm bleeding...!? Impossible!

Richard: Lady, anything is possible.

L'Opinatre: Hehehehe... I don't care if I die... As long-

I karate choped, L'Opinatre's neck. Knocking her out.

Michael: Fortress, Cover me.

Richard: Alright, Old West.

I then provide medical care for her, while Richard watched my back. I noticed Bearn prepared to take out Richard, so...

Michael: Above you!!!

Richard looked up and managed to dodge in time, from her attack. Richard shot her knife off, then fired a Tranquilizer Round with his Dart Pistol.

Richard: Thanks, Mich.

Michael: No problem, Richard. Now, let us take them to the Infirmary.

Richard: What? What about your Magicka?

Michael: Mein Gott... Frau L'Opinatre, sapped it all... I need to meditate or sleep, to recover. I prefer Meditation.

Richard: Alright. Let's get them some medical attention.

At the Distance Location...

Jean Bart: How's the Commander's Base, Algerie?

Algerie: It seems like the Iris Libre shipgirls are starting to arrive at his base and cause some problems... Although-

Jean Bart: Good, That will teach my sister a lesson. I'll be the leader of the newly formed Iris Orthodoxy! We may be receiving help from the newly formed Ironblood. However... that Ironblood Commander... I don't trust him.

Algerie: You mean the Ironblood's Commander Nanaki? I've heard that he has helped the Phoenix Commander, Kevin Lee, the world knew about his Organization and Operation Silverdawn with his Friends.

Jean Bart: I knew that, but if he knew about our plans to reunite Iris Orthodoxy and destroy his newly formed Ironblood, he will immediately contact the Captain... But, the Captain doesn't trust him. So, we still have an advantage.

Algerie: I see. Are you not worried that someday you might face your sister?

Jean Bart: I'll be prepared whenever that day comes. And please, stop whining about that Ironblood Spy. He'll kill you, within a blink of an eye.

Algerie: But...

Jean Bart: I don't care. Prepare to eliminate that Ironblood Spy first, then My Sister and the Eagle Specialist. We'll be able to have him for ourselves.

Algerie: ... Understood...

As she left...

Algerie's Mind: ... Screw it. They can do it themselves... I'll have him for myself... To my beloved, Michael Visscher... My Lover... My Protector... Even if you're willing to protect other people, at the cost of your own... I'll be the one who'll protect you... And only you... Hahahahahaha... I'll have you for all myself... Even if we'll get exiled... We'll form our own Faction! Hehehehehe... AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Algeria: Ehehehehehe... Je t'aime, Michael... "I love you, Michael..."

Australia, Perth, Kevin's Grave.

The place was full of flowers, dog tags from his Soldiers, and writings.

"From a Fallen Angel to a Champion of the Human Race, Kevin Lee has lived a tough life through the Covid Pandemic, Second Sino-Vietnamese War, and even the Terra Invicta War... Two Billion lives have been lost, but more would've lost their lives if it wasn't for the NPX Commander, Kevin Lee, who Reunited the Divided Allies and Restored Earth back to our hands... The World has still been Recovering, after two years against the Invaders... But his Sacrifice shall not be Forgotten."

"For the Glory of the Human Race, and the New Phoenix Project! -Kevin Lee"

There, a Certain Grey Ghost is looking at his grave.

Enterprise: *Sniff* Ah~ So this is the City of Perth? No other shipgirls or people in sight too... but I won't give up! I've already beaten all Sardegna, Northern Parliament, and Dragon Empery shipgirls with ease, even the SpecOps of his Faction! If I find their leader Jean Bart... I'll be even stronger! Stronger for Kevin... *sigh* I do miss him... I wonder how he is doing... when I get back, I'd like to propose to him...

After a few seconds... Enterprise realized that she was in denial, and shook her head.

Enterprise: No! No! NO!!! Remember what happened to him...

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Nightmare Kevin: YOU LEFT ME TO DIE!!!

Enterprise: I... I couldn't save you, Kevin!!!

Nightmare Kevin: FUCK YOU!!! YOU'VE LEFT ME TO DIE!!!

Enterprise: *Sobbing* It... I tried to stop you from dying...

Nightmare Kevin: OH BOO HOO! CRY A RIVER!!! ALL I CARE ABOUT NOW...

The Nightmare brandishes his Demonic Sword and is ready to kill Enterprise.

Nightmare Kevin: IS FOR YOU TO DIE!!!

The Nightmare prepares to slice her in half... Until...

???: *Japanese* Kami no na de! Anata ga zokusuru basho ni modori masu! "By the name of the Kami! Return to where you belong!"

With a single Arrow Loose. The Arrow landed true to the Nightmare. Causing it to scream and disappeared. Enterprise opened her eyes to see the Nightmare is gone with a Word.

???: Ara Ara.~ I supposed you missed him, dear.

Enterprise turned around to see, a Japanese Woman, with a Yumi Bow. Enterprise first thought she was a Sakura Spy... But stand down, as she realized the Shrine Maiden was doing her job.

Enterprise: Thanks... How did you manage to kill that thing?

???: I just send it back to the Underworld... It'll be back. Oh? You're Enterprise, right? Where are my manners?~

She felt uncomfortable, as she reminds her of Atago.

???: I'm Takara Murakami, Shrine Maiden of this Graveyard, and Fiance to Kevin Lee.~ Well, formerly...

Enterprise: ... Eh... EHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!?