Flagship Lotto, 1st Magic Fleet, Combined Fleet, Holy Mirishial Empire
“This is the damage situation of the 2nd and 3rd Fleets.”
Commander Lettal Kauran of the 1st Magic Fleet summarized the damage situation of the 2nd and 3rd Fleets which are deployed separately from them. All ships received substantial damage from the Gra Valkas Empire air attacks, similar to what had happened with the 1st Fleet.
“As for the damage situation of the World Union…”
The Holy Mirishial Empire fleet that accompanied the World Union also received catastrophic damage. It also seems that an exceedingly horrific number of ships in the World Union have received damage. Their enemy was someone that can inflict so much casualties on the Holy Mirishial Empire, and this battle has turned theory into reality when it comes to what their enemy can do to nations with a level of civilization far lower than that of the empire.
Among the reports were ships that were sunk merely from the strafing of enemy aircraft. For the civilized countries… countries which are known to be superpowers… For them to have sustained this much damage… There was no doubt that the enemy was indeed powerful.
“Operations officer… what do you think?”
“Yes… The damage that the World Union has sustained is far too great and a morale-crushing number of ships have been sunk. On the other hand, the empire’s fleet can still fight. As for the outcome of victory, it’s possible that…”
“Whether we win or not rests entirely on the capabilities of the aerial battleship Pal Chimera? Is that what you’re trying to say?”
“It’s hard for me to say as such, but indeed. The 42 enemy ships that attacked the World Union were all sunk by a single Pal Chimera. It’s a terrifying weapon. I will be frank though, I do not know of the Pal Chimera’s magic output, how much ammunition it has left, and what else it can do.”
“An ancient superweapon, huh… If the sorcerous empire were to be restored, our empire must take to the front lines… However with their abilities… I could only pray that they never come back.”
“I completely agree.”
While they were conversing, the sound of an incoming magic transmission rings out.
“Incoming video message from the aerial battleship! It’s on the emergency line!!!”
The communications officer loudly reports. The Pal Chimera always contacts them via their emergency line…
Commander Lettal Kauran felt that he was going to receive orders from some government official again. He wanted to say something along the lines of “We’re not in the same organization!” or “I am not obligated to report to you!”
“Patch them through!!”
A face they’ve seen a while ago is displayed on the screen within the bridge. Well, it’s not a face but some peculiar mask…
“My military friends…”
Meteos, captain of the aerial battleship Pal Chimera Number 2, begins to speak.
“Did you know that Captain Walman’s Machine 1 has cleaned up the enemy fleet attacking the world fleet…?”
Whispers fill the bridge.
“From this moment onwards, us here in the Pal Chimera Machine 2 will assault the enemy main fleet, where I intend to teach them what happens if they oppose the Holy Mirishial Empire.
I am truly sorry that the honor of annihilating the enemy will be ours to solely reap… I was thinking of telling you guys to come join as well!”
After a short pause, he continues.
“Thinking about it, if you fight the enemy with the strength at your disposal, surely there will be casualties, no? And yet you can win if you do nothing. It pains my heart when those who are hungry for glory must send soldiers down to their graves!”
“What is it that you want to tell us?”
“Nothing, really. I’m just here to provide you with information. What you guys will do is up to you.
It seems that the enemy’s position is slightly off… I will send you their coordinates. Well then, excuse me.”
The magic transmission ends. The bridge momentarily becomes silent…
“That ass… He dares look down on the military?! Order all forces, assault the enemy main fleet! Destroy them!!!”
“Yes, sir!!!”
Orders were promptly given and the fleet began to pick up speed.
“We’re falling behind them but… with a decisive fleet battle, I won’t let them get the better of us!!!”
Commander Lettal Kauran of the Holy Mirishial Empire’s Magic Combined Fleet stares at the direction of the yet unseen enemy.
・・・
The navy of the Holy Mirishial Empire heads south in formation. It was majestic and powerful.
“Commander, the Pal Chimera will make contact with the enemy soon!”
“Hmph… They’re fast! Those monsters!!!”
Surprised at the speed of the aerial battleship’s advance, he subconsciously lets out his feelings on the matter.
All of a sudden, a column of water rises from the small ship travelling at the front of the formation. After a short delay, a thunderous boom resounds over the sea.
“Wha… what?! What happened?!”
Lettal Kauran finds it hard to understand what has happened.
“Is… is there an accident??”
After the water had risen into a column, the small ship rapidly lost its speed.
“What the hell…”
“Report coming in!! White lines travelling underwater are heading for our direction!!!”
“What?! Wait, no way…!!”
The previous battle comes to Lettal Kauran’s mind. A bomb dropped from an aircraft which then travels underwater… It’s threat was so menacing that not even their biggest magic battleship was safe when it hit.
“But there are no enemy aircraft!!!”
There wasn’t any response on the magical detection radar and there were no other aircraft besides their own that were flying in the clear skies. An underwater line was coming straight for the flagship Lotto… They turned with all the power the ship could give and they managed to avoid getting hit.
However…
Fwoop… booooooooooom…
“Battleship Vallil hit!”
“Medium ship Telmist hit!”
“Small ship Zyle has lost its ability to move! Captain Luigi has ordered all crew to abandon ship!!”
Tragedy struck one after another. There was no longer any doubt that this was an enemy attack.
“But… could they actually be…”
One possibility comes to Lettal Kauran’s mind.
“…underwater?!”
The menacing threat heading towards them broke their fleet apart bit by bit. The Holy Mirishial Empire fleet that moved in perfect formation was now a shadow of its former majestic self, with every ship taking their own evasive maneuvers against the incoming torpedoes.
“Fuck!! So they’re underwater?! What are we supposed to do?!”
The Holy Mirishial Empire, which never imagined an attack to be coming from underwater, was at the mercy of the Gra Valkas Empire’s attack.
・・・
A number of majestic ships pierced through the sea as they advanced. They looked so formidable that if this power was pointed at a civilized country or even a superpower, they’d tremble in intimidation.
This was the main force of the Gra Valkas Empire’s Eastern Fleet.
Flagship Grade Atlastar
“The 3rd Submarine Fleet has begun engaging the Holy Mirishial Empire’s main fleet.”
A report is passed along within the bridge.
“I see…”
According to a report from the Ministry of Intelligence, it is still yet to be verified whether there are any countries in the new world that operate submarines. What would happen if submarines are then used in such a world…
There was no doubt that the results would be massive, so commander in chief of the Eastern Fleet, Caesar, replied without interest.
“Captain Luxtal… those bastards have come, haven’t they…”
“Destroying over 2 fleets… If they still haven’t run out of ammunition, they will come.”
They have already dispatched a fleet twice and both of them suffered catastrophic losses. Attacks from the air couldn’t touch it, and it also seemed that anti-air autocannon fire had no effect on it. It had already come to the point wherein attacking the enemy head on is simply too difficult.
“Massive silhouettes on the radar!! They’re coming from both the east and north!!!”
“Looks like there’s no more time to ponder… Send the 1st wave of attack against the enemy ships! Focus on bombing the ship! They must engage from high altitude! There shouldn’t be any attacks within 1000 meters!”
Caesar’s orders are transmitted to the letter.
The aircraft carriers ran along the direction of the wind, launching a total of 80 aircraft.
The Gra Valkas Empire’s first wave of attackers split into 2 with 40 aircraft on each side and flew off into the transparent and clear sky.
・・・
“Squadron annihilated! Enemy anti-air cannon hit rate is tremendously high!!”
“They’ve got us again!!!”
“I’ve lost all control! I’ve lost all control!”
Messages of hopelessness over the radio stream across the bridge.
“We’ve lost radar contact with the first attack wave, last spotted heading north…”
The military officers froze at the radar observer’s report.
“Gah!! What a monster!! Are you saying that none of the empire’s powerful aircraft went through?!”
“Will we intercept them with our fleet?!”
“But… there’s no guarantee our ships’ attacks will work.”
While the officers were in panic, they turned their minds into full gear and held a discussion with knowledge they have accumulated in order to arrive at the best solution. At the end of their discussion, a 2nd attack wave was launched but it was also completely annihilated.
Eventually, 2 enemy ships with which the empire has no experience in dealing with appear within sight.
・・・
Woo… woo… woo… woo… woo…
Eerie sounds emitted as a byproduct of magical levitation and seawater splashed around from underneath it… The aerial battleship, a weapon which the imperial soldiers have never seen before, has finally appeared.
Possessing a span bigger than the length of a Yamato-class battleship, its appearance was a dominating presence and it made everyone looking at it feel uncomfortable.
The majestic and immensely powerful great fleet of the Gra Valkas Empire will soon face off against two of these aerial battleships.
The flames of war have come to this otherwise peaceful region of the ocean.
“Prepare for anti-air combat!!!”
“Destroyers, begin accelerating!”
Soldiers move around in a hurry. The world’s… no, history’s largest and most powerful battleship, the Gra Valkas Empire’s proud Grade Atlastar, has begun to ready itself for anti-air combat.
“Commander! Incoming transmission from the enemy ship!”
“Patch them through!!”
An incoming transmission from the enemy ship?!
Commander in chief of the Eastern Fleet, Caesar, gives the order to answer the call as he feels unsettled from the out of place transmission. After several attempts, the call is patched through.
“My friends from the Gra Valkas Empire… I am Meteos, captain of the Holy Mirishial Empire’s ancient weapon, the aerial battleship Pal Chimera, Number 2.”
Caesar raises his brow at the enemy which was talking in a way completely unbecoming of someone in the battlefield.
“I will give you guys a warning… Turn tail and run, and then evacuate all your forces from Leifor… Could you, uncivilized barbarians, even comprehend this difference in power?
You see… Even if my enemies are barbarians, I don’t possess the personality to be fond of one-sided slaughters!”
The bridge went silent over the insulting words hurled against the Gra Valkas Empire.
“The difference in strength is clear… Get it? Take this as my mercy. Retreat, now.”
Their fleet, which can be touted as the empire’s main force, carried the entire country on their shoulders in this battlefield. Meteos’s suggestion was something they definitely couldn’t accept.
“The glorious Gra Valkas Empire will yield to no one… comms officer!!”
“Sir!”
“Tell them, kiss my ass!!”
“Sir???”
“Didn’t you just hear me? Tell them, KISS MY ASS!!”
“Yes, sir!!!”
The message was properly relayed as ordered.
Aerial battleship Pal Chimera
“Kiss my ass!!”
Meteos was fed up with what he has heard.
“These Gra Valkas imperials… Not just once, but twice! Twice they made a fool out of a graduate of the Imperial Magic University! I won’t forgive these rubbish apes…”
Negotiations broke down and the transmission was cut. 2 Pal Chimera aerial battleships have commenced their encroachment to attack the Gra Valkas Empire fleet.
Flagship Lotto, 1st Magic Fleet, Combined Fleet, Holy Mirishial Empire
“This is the damage situation of the 2nd and 3rd Fleets.”
Commander Lettal Kauran of the 1st Magic Fleet summarized the damage situation of the 2nd and 3rd Fleets which are deployed separately from them. All ships received substantial damage from the Gra Valkas Empire air attacks, similar to what had happened with the 1st Fleet.
“As for the damage situation of the World Union…”
The Holy Mirishial Empire fleet that accompanied the World Union also received catastrophic damage. It also seems that an exceedingly horrific number of ships in the World Union have received damage. Their enemy was someone that can inflict so much casualties on the Holy Mirishial Empire, and this battle has turned theory into reality when it comes to what their enemy can do to nations with a level of civilization far lower than that of the empire.
Among the reports were ships that were sunk merely from the strafing of enemy aircraft. For the civilized countries… countries which are known to be superpowers… For them to have sustained this much damage… There was no doubt that the enemy was indeed powerful.
“Operations officer… what do you think?”
“Yes… The damage that the World Union has sustained is far too great and a morale-crushing number of ships have been sunk. On the other hand, the empire’s fleet can still fight. As for the outcome of victory, it’s possible that…”
“Whether we win or not rests entirely on the capabilities of the aerial battleship Pal Chimera? Is that what you’re trying to say?”
“It’s hard for me to say as such, but indeed. The 42 enemy ships that attacked the World Union were all sunk by a single Pal Chimera. It’s a terrifying weapon. I will be frank though, I do not know of the Pal Chimera’s magic output, how much ammunition it has left, and what else it can do.”
“An ancient superweapon, huh… If the sorcerous empire were to be restored, our empire must take to the front lines… However with their abilities… I could only pray that they never come back.”
“I completely agree.”
While they were conversing, the sound of an incoming magic transmission rings out.
“Incoming video message from the aerial battleship! It’s on the emergency line!!!”
The communications officer loudly reports. The Pal Chimera always contacts them via their emergency line…
Commander Lettal Kauran felt that he was going to receive orders from some government official again. He wanted to say something along the lines of “We’re not in the same organization!” or “I am not obligated to report to you!”
“Patch them through!!”
A face they’ve seen a while ago is displayed on the screen within the bridge. Well, it’s not a face but some peculiar mask…
“My military friends…”
Meteos, captain of the aerial battleship Pal Chimera Number 2, begins to speak.
“Did you know that Captain Walman’s Machine 1 has cleaned up the enemy fleet attacking the world fleet…?”
Whispers fill the bridge.
“From this moment onwards, us here in the Pal Chimera Machine 2 will assault the enemy main fleet, where I intend to teach them what happens if they oppose the Holy Mirishial Empire.
I am truly sorry that the honor of annihilating the enemy will be ours to solely reap… I was thinking of telling you guys to come join as well!”
After a short pause, he continues.
“Thinking about it, if you fight the enemy with the strength at your disposal, surely there will be casualties, no? And yet you can win if you do nothing. It pains my heart when those who are hungry for glory must send soldiers down to their graves!”
“What is it that you want to tell us?”
“Nothing, really. I’m just here to provide you with information. What you guys will do is up to you.
It seems that the enemy’s position is slightly off… I will send you their coordinates. Well then, excuse me.”
The magic transmission ends. The bridge momentarily becomes silent…
“That ass… He dares look down on the military?! Order all forces, assault the enemy main fleet! Destroy them!!!”
“Yes, sir!!!”
Orders were promptly given and the fleet began to pick up speed.
“We’re falling behind them but… with a decisive fleet battle, I won’t let them get the better of us!!!”
Commander Lettal Kauran of the Holy Mirishial Empire’s Magic Combined Fleet stares at the direction of the yet unseen enemy.
・・・
The navy of the Holy Mirishial Empire heads south in formation. It was majestic and powerful.
“Commander, the Pal Chimera will make contact with the enemy soon!”
“Hmph… They’re fast! Those monsters!!!”
Surprised at the speed of the aerial battleship’s advance, he subconsciously lets out his feelings on the matter.
All of a sudden, a column of water rises from the small ship travelling at the front of the formation. After a short delay, a thunderous boom resounds over the sea.
“Wha… what?! What happened?!”
Lettal Kauran finds it hard to understand what has happened.
“Is… is there an accident??”
After the water had risen into a column, the small ship rapidly lost its speed.
“What the hell…”
“Report coming in!! White lines travelling underwater are heading for our direction!!!”
“What?! Wait, no way…!!”
The previous battle comes to Lettal Kauran’s mind. A bomb dropped from an aircraft which then travels underwater… It’s threat was so menacing that not even their biggest magic battleship was safe when it hit.
“But there are no enemy aircraft!!!”
There wasn’t any response on the magical detection radar and there were no other aircraft besides their own that were flying in the clear skies. An underwater line was coming straight for the flagship Lotto… They turned with all the power the ship could give and they managed to avoid getting hit.
However…
Fwoop… booooooooooom…
“Battleship Vallil hit!”
“Medium ship Telmist hit!”
“Small ship Zyle has lost its ability to move! Captain Luigi has ordered all crew to abandon ship!!”
Tragedy struck one after another. There was no longer any doubt that this was an enemy attack.
“But… could they actually be…”
One possibility comes to Lettal Kauran’s mind.
“…underwater?!”
The menacing threat heading towards them broke their fleet apart bit by bit. The Holy Mirishial Empire fleet that moved in perfect formation was now a shadow of its former majestic self, with every ship taking their own evasive maneuvers against the incoming torpedoes.
“Fuck!! So they’re underwater?! What are we supposed to do?!”
The Holy Mirishial Empire, which never imagined an attack to be coming from underwater, was at the mercy of the Gra Valkas Empire’s attack.
・・・
A number of majestic ships pierced through the sea as they advanced. They looked so formidable that if this power was pointed at a civilized country or even a superpower, they’d tremble in intimidation.
This was the main force of the Gra Valkas Empire’s Eastern Fleet.
Flagship Grade Atlastar
“The 3rd Submarine Fleet has begun engaging the Holy Mirishial Empire’s main fleet.”
A report is passed along within the bridge.
“I see…”
According to a report from the Ministry of Intelligence, it is still yet to be verified whether there are any countries in the new world that operate submarines. What would happen if submarines are then used in such a world…
There was no doubt that the results would be massive, so commander in chief of the Eastern Fleet, Caesar, replied without interest.
“Captain Luxtal… those bastards have come, haven’t they…”
“Destroying over 2 fleets… If they still haven’t run out of ammunition, they will come.”
They have already dispatched a fleet twice and both of them suffered catastrophic losses. Attacks from the air couldn’t touch it, and it also seemed that anti-air autocannon fire had no effect on it. It had already come to the point wherein attacking the enemy head on is simply too difficult.
“Massive silhouettes on the radar!! They’re coming from both the east and north!!!”
“Looks like there’s no more time to ponder… Send the 1st wave of attack against the enemy ships! Focus on bombing the ship! They must engage from high altitude! There shouldn’t be any attacks within 1000 meters!”
Caesar’s orders are transmitted to the letter.
The aircraft carriers ran along the direction of the wind, launching a total of 80 aircraft.
The Gra Valkas Empire’s first wave of attackers split into 2 with 40 aircraft on each side and flew off into the transparent and clear sky.
・・・
“Squadron annihilated! Enemy anti-air cannon hit rate is tremendously high!!”
“They’ve got us again!!!”
“I’ve lost all control! I’ve lost all control!”
Messages of hopelessness over the radio stream across the bridge.
“We’ve lost radar contact with the first attack wave, last spotted heading north…”
The military officers froze at the radar observer’s report.
“Gah!! What a monster!! Are you saying that none of the empire’s powerful aircraft went through?!”
“Will we intercept them with our fleet?!”
“But… there’s no guarantee our ships’ attacks will work.”
While the officers were in panic, they turned their minds into full gear and held a discussion with knowledge they have accumulated in order to arrive at the best solution. At the end of their discussion, a 2nd attack wave was launched but it was also completely annihilated.
Eventually, 2 enemy ships with which the empire has no experience in dealing with appear within sight.
・・・
Woo… woo… woo… woo… woo…
Eerie sounds emitted as a byproduct of magical levitation and seawater splashed around from underneath it… The aerial battleship, a weapon which the imperial soldiers have never seen before, has finally appeared.
Possessing a span bigger than the length of a Yamato-class battleship, its appearance was a dominating presence and it made everyone looking at it feel uncomfortable.
The majestic and immensely powerful great fleet of the Gra Valkas Empire will soon face off against two of these aerial battleships.
The flames of war have come to this otherwise peaceful region of the ocean.
“Prepare for anti-air combat!!!”
“Destroyers, begin accelerating!”
Soldiers move around in a hurry. The world’s… no, history’s largest and most powerful battleship, the Gra Valkas Empire’s proud Grade Atlastar, has begun to ready itself for anti-air combat.
“Commander! Incoming transmission from the enemy ship!”
“Patch them through!!”
An incoming transmission from the enemy ship?!
Commander in chief of the Eastern Fleet, Caesar, gives the order to answer the call as he feels unsettled from the out of place transmission. After several attempts, the call is patched through.
“My friends from the Gra Valkas Empire… I am Meteos, captain of the Holy Mirishial Empire’s ancient weapon, the aerial battleship Pal Chimera, Number 2.”
Caesar raises his brow at the enemy which was talking in a way completely unbecoming of someone in the battlefield.
“I will give you guys a warning… Turn tail and run, and then evacuate all your forces from Leifor… Could you, uncivilized barbarians, even comprehend this difference in power?
You see… Even if my enemies are barbarians, I don’t possess the personality to be fond of one-sided slaughters!”
The bridge went silent over the insulting words hurled against the Gra Valkas Empire.
“The difference in strength is clear… Get it? Take this as my mercy. Retreat, now.”
Their fleet, which can be touted as the empire’s main force, carried the entire country on their shoulders in this battlefield. Meteos’s suggestion was something they definitely couldn’t accept.
“The glorious Gra Valkas Empire will yield to no one… comms officer!!”
“Sir!”
“Tell them, kiss my ass!!”
“Sir???”
“Didn’t you just hear me? Tell them, KISS MY ASS!!”
“Yes, sir!!!”
The message was properly relayed as ordered.
Aerial battleship Pal Chimera
“Kiss my ass!!”
Meteos was fed up with what he has heard.
“These Gra Valkas imperials… Not just once, but twice! Twice they made a fool out of a graduate of the Imperial Magic University! I won’t forgive these rubbish apes…”
Negotiations broke down and the transmission was cut. 2 Pal Chimera aerial battleships have commenced their encroachment to attack the Gra Valkas Empire fleet.
