The internal struggle of the Empire came a step ahead of the armed conflict.

Against the nobles and congressmen who wanted to expand their power, the military forces used force to crack down on them.

In short, I had the guts to put on my balls while my strength was outweighed. Blood may flow from one nation to another.

Until now, there was no direct conflict because there was a perception that the people of the same country were each other, but the idea that it was not good to prolong the situation any longer prevailed.

Low-strength nobles and congressmen struggled to survive the movement of the largest army. Because if you lose, you will lose everything as a traitor.

That's why we're running for power against the factions.

"Each faction is trying to acquire [Onyx]"

When I crushed it, Allie turned around and pulled herself back. Look at the material I'm looking at on my shoulder.

"It's chaotic."

Close enough. His chest is hitting his back! My thoughts are going to get chaotic.

I'm in the living room of Willidis Mansion, and I'm taking a break with Arlie. Elegant moments with a cup of coffee.

"[Onyx] is the best battleship owned by the Empire." I bet you thought you'd get some advantage if you got it. ”

Not quite compared to a Willidis army battleship.

"Don't tell Diamante. She's going to get mad, too."

It was the Diamante class that served as the flagship of one fleet during the Machine Civilization Era. Diamante, the fleet's flagship core, shows an unexpected level of emotion.

"The Ihar Shipyard is controlled by the military forces." We have tightened security so that other factions do not take Onyx away from us. "

Did you order General Shade to capture Onyx in such a vigilant place?

“I told you, didn't I? It's the most powerful Battleship in the Empire. It would be a pity to leave it in the hands of those who miss it."

I tried to show her the paperwork, but Allie shook her head to the side. Don't you see?

That's when Avery got up and started rubbing my shoulders.

"Your shoulders are tight."

"Where did you learn that?"

I close my eyes as my future wife loosens her shoulders. It feels pleasant to the touchy clothes.

Feels good?

Oh, that's nice.

This is what happiness is all about.

Tong Tong and the shoulder stroke begins. The rhythmic shock made me fall asleep like this.

Now, let's have a look.



The Ihar Shipyard is one of the largest shipyards in the Empire in the industrial city of Ihar.

Once built as a Battleship of the Empire, it has now been more difficult to repair than it was to build ships since it switched to a special construction based on the legacy of the magical civilization era.

The battle against the Stigme Empire has resulted in a surge of ships in need of repair, and the Ihar Shipyard is underway day and night.

In other words, there were many people, and the movement of repair personnel was no longer a natural sight to blend into the background.

In the meantime, the incident happened.

A fire has broken out in the shipyard's small and medium-sized naval dock. Personnel were immediately put in and extinguishing work started, but the fire was strong and difficult.

While the alarm sounded, Lieutenant General Heckler, who had arrived at the shipyard's central control room, nodded after receiving the report.

If this is a sabotage operation, then it's a clear pleasure.

The Emperor had lost the Emperor, and the Empire was struggling to succeed him. At the behest of the head of the military, Marshal Celtic, Lieutenant General Heckeler, who was preparing for the destruction and attacks of other factions, immediately issued his orders.

"Circulate to the security department. Deploy the dock with a ship close to repair and prepare for an enemy attack."

If there is an attack, it will be a hijacking of the ship by the nobles and congressmen. Or presumably by the rebels.

The General Manager of the Shipbuilding Department saw Heckeler.

Is it an attack?

"...... I don't know yet"

"I hope it was an accident."

If that's the case, we'll have less hassle.

Hekkeler smiled ironically. To be honest, accidents are a problem.

I had a hard time cleaning up after myself. Since the time is also the time, it will be thoroughly investigated whether there was really no destruction work.

Even if it is a fire accident, there is a lot of work to be done, such as paying close attention to the workers and the responsibility of the person in charge of the site.

Even when the dock is fully rotated, it hurts to take extra time.

Even so, everyday problems arise in minor areas, such as worker injuries and work errors.

However, if this fire was an attack, the trouble is not an accident.

― ― [Onyx] is what Marshal Celtic fears.

Heckeler squeezed his expression.

At the third dock, Diamante-class "Onyx" is now dry-docked. It was a target that had to be defended at all costs, as soon as it was coming back.

Lieutenant General Heckler.

Behind him, an officer rang his heels and saluted him.

Report - Looking back, Heckler was blinded by the impact the next moment.



The entrance and exit of the third dock, where [Onyx] was dry-docked, was arranged by the guards to prepare for the assailants.

The ship's dry-dock was also guarded just before our return. To prepare for the congressional, aristocratic ship, Jack.

"... the guards are watching the front."

The bridge of the cruiser Battleship Onyx. Lieutenant Colonel Bannen Lunger looked out and smiled bitterly.

"without even knowing we're already undercover."

Lunger looked back and saw a shade of the uniform of the Empire Shipbuilder.

If there's an attack, everyone's consciousness will go outside.

That's right, my lord.

Lungar nodded.

Each seat on the bridge is accompanied by the workers of the shipyard.... but they're not real operatives.

"I'm going to dive in as an operative before the commotion starts... I didn't expect this to work out."

"The shipyard is so busy right now that I want to borrow the help of a cat."

Shade said palely.

"I can't grasp the face of the increased personnel."

Due to the busyness of the operative, he disguises himself as an operative and infiltrates. Using loopholes created by the Willidis army to bypass the gate, the shades managed to capture the Onyx.