"So this is Gundam." Ali al-Saachez looked at the red, orange, and white mobile suit standing before him.
This was a brand new machine.
"This AGN-00 Nemesis Gundam. It will assist you in your missions for our Leader."
"Sweet, and all the fight I could ever want." The Mercenary grinned from ear to ear.
"Indeed, Celestial Being is the enemy of the world; you shall wage a war against all of humanity." Jeremiah smoothly told him, feeding the man with 'Loyalty' towards this 'Celestial Being'.
"Fantastic! You said my first mission is kidnapping something?"
"Precisely. Your mission is to destabilise the Middle East. 'Celestial Being' needs that area for future operations."
"Good. Then, send me details, and I can start with these Interventions."
The Commander of G-Force smiled as he did his mission perfectly, just like he had envisioned.
~~~
Marcus looked at the Celestial Being's mission details that Wang Liu Mei had sent him. He was a bit distracted by Milly and her 'training' of the new addition to his household. Never did he think that he would have a legitimate journalist.
But things happen; in truth, he is a bit in awe of how Kinue survived this long with her attitude.
'I guess the world was peaceful enough for her. But things don't last that long, she would have died soon enough.'
He pondered for a second before focusing on Wang Liu Mei.
'Sumeragi didn't 'buy' all of my help? Hmm, as expected, that woman is troublesome.'
One thing he is wary of in this world is those Tactical Forecasters. They could turn on their logical minds, do some cold calculation, and get past all his niceties.
One simply can't put wool over their eyes.
'Hmm… well, as long as I can drag this long enough. All I need is time before I turn those Gundams off. This world doesn't have Gundam Thrones. I did make another splinter group a thing.
That could lead her to make a standalone system, and that is fine. Even if I can't turn them off, I have literal armies on standby. My Over Flags are decent enough to end them.'
In the worst-case scenario, Marcus and the girls could slip into their Gundams and end these guys.
His mind returned to her report. She talked about terrorists.
'Oof, I should not mention that to Marrybell. I still need to gift them the Gundams.'
Marcus tapped his fingers on his office seat. Since Celestial Being is busy, he can use that time to fortify himself in the Middle East.
That place is unstable; he can use it to start collecting people for his Empire. Bit by bit, he can remove all the rogue elements. Over on his Empire's side, he can rewire them for the greater good.
'Hmmm…'
With that in mind, he began to plot his next step.
~~~~~~Later~~~~~~
"Well, what do you want to show me?" Marrybell asked Marcus as she and Oldrin arrived at the South Pole. The pair rarely visit this place. Cold is not something they like.
The pair were dressed in warm fur coats and thick gloves.
"Follow me." The Emperor began to lead them to the Hangar.
"I have read the reports. I just knew that people would turn to terrorism in hopes of dealing with Celestial Being, utter stupidity."
The brown-haired princess trembled as she wanted to go in person and start killing them herself.
"Princess…" Oldrin was a bit worried for her.
"Relax, we have an extremely driven Celestial Being doing their job, and they are getting my assistance in this. I have the entire Union feeding intel to them." Marcus smiled at the Princess, calming her.
"I know… but still… hard to resist the urge to deal with something I am good at."
Marrybell smiled, recalling her job in the Empire. She loved being part of A.S.P.
"I know. That is why I have finally made you two this." He got into the hangar.
They passed Duel, Aegis, Tiranis, Flidais, and Brigit and stopped at three new machines.
"These are…" Oldrin's eyes widened as she realised that there were 3 new Gundams!
"The last two Gundams, Oldrin, yours is this one. AGF- 61 Saviour. It's a transformable one, and it's red." He mentioned red to her, making her embarrassed for a bit.
Marrybell smirked, seeing her knight blush like that.
"And for the last, Mary. This is AGT-71 Gundam Throne Epona, I named it after a Celtic Protector Deity. A mobile suit that can manipulate Gravity."
"...Manipulate Gravity!?" The Brown Haired Princess gawked after hearing that.
She looked at the machine and then at him.
What she just heard was wild!
"...I thought Thrones are built with users' data as a core!"
"That is true; however, there was not that much data from you; all I had was Glasgow training data and Zaku's short piloting measurements. There was no need for extra piloting after the formation of the Empire." He explained to her.
"That is why I went with prototype technology for the 71 series of Gundam Throne."
"...I see…" She slowly nodded at him. This was wild to hear.
"Then… I want to test my new machine!" All of a sudden, the Princess got all hyped up, and she looked at him with what he considers puppy —something he never expected from her, of all people.
"...Y-You do know… that we are in a hostile world? This is not our Empire." He tried to change her mind. However, this was Marrybell, his half-sister, and she was as stubborn as most of his siblings…
"...Yes…BUT! This is a Gundam Throne that can wield Gravity. Who can catch up to it?" She said with a confident voice.
"Fine, just do remember not to get seen." In the end, he caved in as he let her do her thing.
"Let's go, Oldrin! We must try out our Gundams!" The girl grabbed her Knight's hand and pulled her towards the Hangar's changing rooms.
"P-Princess…wait…" The blonde tried to complain, but she ended up caving in as well.
Marcus smiled, seeing the pair of them like that. He likes it when people enjoy his creations like that.
Though he quickly went to make sure these two don't get detected.
~~~~~~Around a Week Later~~~~~~
Ali al-Saachez did what he was supposed to do. Azadistan was destabilised when its spiritual leader vanished.
AEU withdrew its support, and the country was plunged into Chaos.
These were the elements that would lead to Celestial Being's appearance in this country.
But, before this could happen, the Princess of Azadistan requested the aid of the UN.
Human Reform League declined to help; AEU could not help, as they just got their asses whopped in Moralia, leaving only Union.
In a meeting room in Over Flags Headquarters, everyone was gathered for a critical meeting.
Marcus, dressed in a Union Uniform, strolled in; behind him were his followers, among them were the Ace Pilots. Well, not all of them, as he now had over 12 of those.
But there was his bodyguard as well. Pretty much everyone knows he has a badass girl who can fight like a member of the special forces.
Where she came from, no one knows, but she can pilot Over Flags, too!
"Well, gentlemen, we have a lead." With that said, a map appeared behind him, and he pointed out this Middle Eastern country.
"After the fall of Moralia and their putting a plug on the mercenary business, rogue elements ended up worming themselves into countries that have unstable foundations.
Among them is Azadistan, where two parties vie for power. The Conservatives, who believe in old traditions and have no desire to embrace solar energy, and the reformists, who try to catch up with the new world order.
In the end, they found a middle ground; they restored the monarchy, but that didn't quite help, as the Princess is more of a reformist herself.
For a while, it was stable, even if it was like walking on thin ice.
But that changed a couple of days ago. Rogue mercenaries kidnapped the conservative leader, and no one can find them.
This sparked an uprising that descended into civil war, with both sides blaming each other.
That is where we come in, the UN has issued a request for the Union to deploy military to Azadistan.
Regs will keep the peace, where Over Flags will wait for Celestial Being." Marcus explained to his troops how they would split up and fortify this area.
Eventually, the men scrambled to prepare, with little time left if they wanted to catch the Gundams.
"So we are finally moving out? I guess we are ready for Gundam capture?" Graham asked his Commander.
"We have to be ready. There are no other options, this is a far too good opportunity to pass, besides, good PR, I can help those people." Marcus shrugged at him.
"Always the businessman." Graham shook his head.
The Emperor in disguise smiled a bit.
"It's a good time to test some of the prototype technology. If it works well, we can start using it in the Union.
Use every opportunity you can, isn't it what you do in a battlefield?" He asked one of his best ace pilots.
"...I guess, when you put it like that."
With that said, the group began to prepare. Over Flags will get there first, while one of the Carrier Strike Groups will arrive in the Persian Gulf to assist as regulars.
~~~~~~Azadistan~~~~~~
"Princess, the Lieutenant Commander of Over Flags has arrived with his escort." A sharp-looking woman said to the black-haired Princess, who was sitting on the couch, her expression worried.
This has been a catastrophe for her and her country. Overnight, the fragile peace she had has shattered as Conservatives accused her of capturing their Spiritual Leader!
Well, it was understandable as he was treated as her opposition, so one would think that it makes sense that she would kidnap him.
But she didn't even know what had happened until the riots broke out suddenly!
And now, UN-sanctioned troops from the Union are here.
'At least the one leading them is a great man.'
Maria Ismail thought to herself. The leader of this sanctioned mission was Marcus Anaheim, a philanthropist and genius Inventor who is assisting Union with their Mobile Suits.
The only Mobile Suits capable of resisting the Gundams.
"Then we should not let them wait any longer, let's go, Shirin." Maria stood and walked toward the doors; her assistant followed.
"...Since he is here, why don't you ask for his help? He is part of the energy board and is a UN diplomat; he can pull some strings." Shirin whispered to her princess.
"...Isn't it shameless? We already asked for their help to keep the peace." The Princess replied with a frown.
"Shameless or not. Your people are dying, Princess Maria. We need to do something. We need energy to restore our economy." Shirin sighed as she massaged her forehead.
"...You are not wrong." In the end, she sighed in resignation. Shirin was right, their economy is in shambles before they could even recover. This happened, and AEU just pulled the plug. The country needs stability if it ever hopes to get support from AEU or even the UN…
"Of course, so use your charms, make him consider assisting us." Her assistant's comments made Maria blush.
"S-Shirin, he is married, is he not!?" The Princess blushed. What is she suggesting?
"...Ugh… not in that way." The glasses-wearing assistant groaned.
'This girl. She is a bit naive.'
With that said, the Princess and her Assistant arrived at the double doors, and Palace Guards opened them.
In the room, they saw blue-uniformed soldiers; at the front, a black-haired man with purple eyes led them. There was a friendly smile on his lips.
"Princess Maria, it's nice to meet you finally." Marcus opened the conversation.
"The pleasure is mine. People of Azadistan are in your debt for arriving so quickly to our aid." The Princess began with the usual pleasantries.
"No need to be so kind. We have a mission, and we shall fulfil it." He replied, as he wanted to imagine her reaction to what he was planning to do here.