266 Chapter 264: Glorious (II)
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Inside the clouds on the outskirts of Heimdallr.
Onboard the Glorious.
11AM.
Leaving behind Heimdallr, a group of four girls, sporting white hair, plum hair, green hair, and purple hair escaped to the skies, finding themselves on a gigantic and domineering ship that seemed to defy current technological standards, the Glorious. With the help of the massive humanoid doll the purple haired girl was able to utilize at will, they tore through the clouds, finding themselves on the main deck of the glorious.
During this passage of time, other figures came out from inside the ship to greet the four. One was a green haired boy who hadn't seemed to age a day, while the violet haired girl was quick to recognize the plump blue-indigo haired figure, who seemed to be much older than the rest, next to the green haired boy. Disregarding her three party members, the violet haired girl immediately entered an embrace with the tall girl, who could currently be seen donned in her armor. If one had a close look, an exquisite white bow with a blue gem embedded in its center. It was a rarity to see archery in this day and time when orbal energy was thriving. This figure almost acted as if she came right out of the Middle Ages.
Well, there was a good reason for that, considering this girl was one of the members of the Stahlritter, modeled after the knights of old who sought to protect the emperor of this country.
Getting tackled by the violet haired girl, her breasts jiggled for a moment before the blue-indigo haired girl responded, patting the violet haired girl's head.
"It really is nice to see you again, Ennea.", Renne said, putting a smile to her lips as she enjoyed the warmth of the girl before her.
"Likewise, Renne. I heard you spent some time with the other Enforcers before finding yourself here in Heimdallr. I didn't take you to be a schoolgirl.", Ennea responded, patting Renne's head for a moment. Hearing that, Renne parted from her hug, and did a twirl of her skirt. Unlike the plum-haired girl, and white-haired girl who were dressed in their usual clothes, Renne was currently wearing a black one piece skirt that was the standard uniform of the all girls school, St. Astraia. It hadn't been long since Renne started attending this school, and she didn't do it alone either. She recently got acquainted with Sherryl, who was part of Naoto's group that fled the caves the cultists used a few years back. Sherryl had stuck with Naoto like a few other individuals did, and now, the two found themselves meeting each other at St. Astraia.
Thanks to Naoto's meddling in certain affairs, many characters were starting to meet each other in such a way that they shouldn't meet, if or at all, even. Another example of this is having Emma, the plum-haired girl who was part of Renne's group, be currently aboard the Glorious. Normally, she wouldn't even begin to venture out until it was time for her to enroll in Thors Military Academy set in three to four years time.
Another case is due to Musse's persistence in trying to get closer to a boy she found intriguing, she too could now be seen aboard the Glorious, to which wasn't supposed to happen at all.
Ennea just observed the green haired girl sporting the same uniform as Renne did. The green-haired boy, who went by the name Campanella the Fool, or Enforcer No. 0, mused to himself, silently observing the exchange these girls were currently sharing.
It didn't take long for the green-haired girl to step forward, approaching Renne's side after Renne got re-acquainted with Ennea.
"Let me guess, this beautiful girl is someone His Highness knows too?", Musse questioned. She found Ennea quite breathtaking. She wasn't anything like her early years, hidden behind a cloak, only to slit people's throats as a trained assassin. She grew out of that shell, and properly serves Naoto, alongside the person she respects, Arianrhod, who was one of the leaders aboard the Glorious. They were known as the Anguis.
"Hehe, you seem to keep making weird acquaintances, Renne.", Ennea said, cracking a smile seeing the green-haired girl before her.
"Sure is. Ennea here acts as His Highness's shadow, and so do I in a way. Like I mentioned before Musse, your worldview will get shattered if you stay on here. There are many people who protect him, but likewise, there is a growing number of nobles who don't see him in a favorable light. Especially after that outrageous engagement declaration that was announced to all of Erebonia. Her Highness had no shortage of suitors and His Highness just shot all of them down. You don't know how many enemies he had just made by doing that.", Renne replied, wearing a smirk on her face as she did.
"Oh I think I know what you mean by that~", Musse replied in a teasing tone.
"Do you know Naoto, perhaps?", Ennea decided to ask as she hadn't seen this girl before.
"Not directly. We did share a meal at His Majesty's dining room to celebrate the engagement between the crown princess and His Highness. I am quite curious to see how this will play out, it's a bit unprecedented if you ask me. Two major powers suddenly joined hands. Now what would that imply?", Musse replied, drawing everyone's interest. Campanella couldn't help but grin hearing that.
"You seem right in the head at least, being able to see the bigger picture. You're one of those nobles yourself, are you not?", Campanella asked with a playful tone.
"Hehehe, I sure am. Thank you for bringing me on board here, even if it was due to my selfishness. It is ever so nice to meet you.", Musse responded, doing a curtsy of her skirt. She, along with Renne, wore the St. Astraia's uniforms. "In fact, I am pretty close with the princess who just got engaged to His Highness. I'm currently the sole daughter of one of the Great Houses, and next in line to take the house. My silly uncle is currently looking over it. Mildine Juzelith de Cayenne. I didn't think it would play out like this.", Musse said, formally introducing herself to the enforcers before her.
"Oh dear, you really picked up a stray cat this time, haven't you, Angel of Slaughter?", Campanella retorted, letting out a sigh as he did a motion of his hand.
"Hey, Musse came here on her own accord. I just acted as a means to do so.", Renne immediately retorted.
"Hahaha, still, it would be rather amusing to see a pitiful civilian struggle inside a primal ground, so you've drawn my interest at least.', Campanella continued to retort hearing Renne say that.
"Primal ground?", Musse wondered, not being familiar with that term.
"Eh, I'll explain along the way, Musse. Apart from that, you said this was a personnel change, wasn't it, Fool? Does that mean Ennea is coming with us?", Renne asked, showing expectation in her eyes.
If Ennea did join Renne's group, it would really round off the party formation at least.
Renne, who acted as a mid-ranged attacker but could also cast arts. Emma, who could bolster the party with her magic. Fie, who could be their close-range attacker and evade attacks with ease, but also attack from a range if needed. Musse herself operated an orbal rifle, very similar to Musse's, but on a smaller scale during her stay in Thors Military Branch Campus, and then Ennea, who could act as a backline attacker, using her bow to attack enemies from afar.
"That's right. Most of the enforcers are currently lurking in western Erebonia, so we are quite short staffed here for the time being. It is up to Ennea though. She did express interest in staying beside His Highness during this time shift, so I am not sure she will join you guys.", Campanella explained the present situation.
"Is that so?", Renne asked, shifting her head toward Ennea with a look of anticipation in her eyes.
"Oh dear me, how could I ever say no to those eyes of yours?", Ennea responded, revealing a playful smile as she looked at Renne's eyes.
