An hour have passed and Roselia stood up from the couch in her room. Despite having a bad day, she looked indifferent. She was restless by her sudden pregnancy yet it doesn't show in her face and actions as she walked her way towards the library. After entering the library, she immediately walked towards one of the book cabinets in that pretty large room. As she pulled a book with a title "Living in a World called Prison", the two cabinets parted leading to a secret room. As she opened that door, all of the Aztech members were gathered as they stood up and saluted after seeing their General's arrival. They all have indifferent expression on their faces. Roselia passed by them as if it was a royal procession. As she took the stage in front, she turned around and faced them as she heavily said,
" Let the "Steal the Cheese" assembly, commence."
Everyone retrieved their salute as they took a seat. The cold breeze of silence was interrupted by Roselia's voice.
"Intel Squad Sergeant Liza?"
"Yes, General!" Grace stood up as she delivered her piece.
"During these two months, we've squeezed every information we can find about the targets. The secret transaction was being held every 15th of each month on Helmer Street in Red District every 22:00. We thought that the transaction only involved money but it's worser than what we've thought. They also involved themselves in human trafficking and drug trades. The Armenia estate gave the gold earned for the monthly sale while the Palladine's handed a key or some sort as an exchange." Grace clicked her tongue as she infuriated.
Standing in the same spot, Roselia was unfazed as she received the information. For her, it was normal. Even back in her previous world, these things still existed. At that time, she can't involved herself on stopping such hideous thing. But now in her current world, she was given the power. And according to her logic,
[ There's no greater justice than doing evil to those who did evil. ]
"Any news from the Recon Squad?"
"Private First Class Bunny whom disguised as a maid in the Armenia estate and Private Second Class Beaker as a coachman of the Palladines were ready to move upon your instructions, General."
"How many members of the Action Squad can participate in this, Sergeant First Class Merlin? Roselia looked at Ian's direction as he asked.
"For this mission, around 5 - 7 members can join excluding me, General. Some are still unprepared and unskilled so I don't think they can handle this one," Ian stood up as he said in a monotonous voice.
Roselia nodded as she sighed. "Then, let's proceed as we initially planned. I'll lead the Action Squad and I'll leave the Intel Squad to Grace."
"Understood, General." Grace responded energetically as she sat down.
"Private Second Class Mallows and Curly," Roselia went down the stage.
Lady Palladine and Armenia stood up abruptly in nervousness. "Yes!" they responded in unison with a high pitch tone in their voices.
They were nervous as it's their first time doing something that was out of their closet. Years ago they were just elegant ladies under the comfort of their parents yet here they are now, doing something against them behind their back.
"I'll let you two go back in your respective estate and observe your family's every action. If you found something weird, immediately contact our two disguised members. I believe that you're already prepared for this to happen right?" Roselia glared at the two of them.
"Yes! we are prepared, General!" they shouted in unison.
Roselia went back in the stage and immediately briefed them about their upcoming plan. Everyone felt nervous as this was their first but they can't openly show it as the duchess showed how calm and relaxed she was.
"Sergeant Liza," Roselia looked at Grace.
Grace stood up as she answered, "Yes, General."
"Inform Private Second Class Beaker to drug the coachman and do everything he can to drive the carriage that day."
"Understood, General."
Roselia stood up in the middle of the stage and began her quick briefing.
[ To succesfully get rid of the two families, we need the first prince's presence around the trade location. ]
"Time is the greatest enemy for this operation. We only have a maximum of 4 minutes to carry out the plan or else we fail. Matter worse, we'll be hanged after getting caught by the first prince. For the first mission of Aztech to fail, what a disgraceful thing to happen right?" Roselia sneered and emitted a cold - freezing aura around her as she coldly glare at everyone.
Everyone swallowed in nervousness while some remained calm despite being fazed. Roselia turned around and posted a Red District map on the board. The point of contact of the trade was encircled on it and some of the keypoints of the operations were totally highlighted.
"We don't need to get involve too much. We're just stealing, that's all. Our target here is the walking gold by the Armenia's. The carriage of the Palladine will be handled by the first prince's knights."
Everyone listened very carefully to what Roselia was saying. They were so totally fixated as Roselia continued telling them the plan.
"The site of the illegal trade will occur in the middle Helmer Street. The entrance and exit in Helmer Street with a carriage can fit in is only here, the Frechia Main Road. To arrive in the middle of Helmer Street from Frechia Main Road, it'll take roughly 5 minutes. The entire carriage ride on Helmer Street is 10 minutes. After the trade, the closest alleyway from the site of trade is here. And this alley leads to Welrock Street." Roselia pointed out every locations she had said in the map with a stick.
"Private First Class Bonny and Crunchy," Roselia turned and looked around.
"Yes, General!" a guy with a brown curly hair and a female with golden dye on her bob haircut stood up in their seats.
"Prepare two medium sized carts that can pass through this alley easily. I'll give you some pocket money to spend so please fill this cart with illegal drugs." Roselia ordered.
"Understood, General!" despite flinching after what they've just heard, they still obediently acted in accordance to what Roselia had commanded.
Roselia turned around and faced the map as she continued. "After the trade, with the carts waiting on this alley, we will begin the swapping." Roselia turned around again and looked around. "Private Second Class Pancake,"
A middle aged guy stood up in his place. "Yes! General!"
"Prepare a carriage on the other end of this alley. After swapping the contents, the carts carrying the gold will be transported in the carriage."
"Understood, General!"
"Again ... After the trade, in this alley; the swapping of contents will take place. Everything must be done smoothly and accordingly in exactly 4 minutes so I don't really like having any mistakes." Roselia clarified as she maintained her gaze fixed onto them.
Everyone stood up in their seat as they said in unison, "Understood, General!"
"With the carriage waiting in Welrock Street, we will escape with the gold leaving the Palladine's carriage with the illegal drugs we planted. Sergeant First Class Merlin," Roselia shifted her gaze to Ian.
"Yes, General," he stood up as he responded.
"At 21:50 in that day, send an anonymous letter addressed to the first prince. In that letter, state everything that I am going to say. "The Palladine and the Armenia will be having a secret illegal trade on the 15th of this month at Helmer Street exactly 22:10 in the evening. Please barricade both ends of Helmer Street by that time to prevent them from escaping"."
"As per you commanded, General!" Ian responded.
"With this, both of the carriage will end up being caught by the first prince and they will clean everything for us. That is the overall content of our plan. Does anyone have any questions? Feel free to speak up." Roselia raised her hand as she smiled and looked around.
Despite her initiatives, everyone maintained their silence. They never thought how wicked and clever their duchess can be. As the silence kept on eating time, one of them raised their hands and asked a question.
"Private Second Class Butter from the Action Squad!" he raised his hand as he stood up. "General, why bother doing all of this hassle when we can just immediately report it to the first prince?" he boldly asked.
[ Oh? How bold. I like it. ]
Roselia never swayed in his question as she answered it with a grin. "Private Second Class Butter, Aztech was created for one certain reason and that was to attain and achieve power greater than the empire. To achieve this goal, we need money; more money. This is the reason why we're robbing hideous nobles who are doing this kind of thing instead of robbing clean people. To pay evil with evil. Strip them out with everything they've got. That's how the Aztech works. Also if we are doing such deed, isn't it a given to be paid for it? Did it satisfy your question, Private First Class?" Roselia ended up smiling as she responded to such question.
"Thank you for the enlightenment, General!" he saluted as he said energetically and sat down.
"If there's no anymore questions, then ..." Roselia walked straight towards the door and opened it. "The first assembly of Aztech came to an end. You can go back to your respective duties." she looked back for a while and completely leave the room.
[ After the Palladine and Armenia stripped out of their nobility, the third prince will end up having the advantage in their power struggle. Of course, the first prince leaves no choice but to approach the one who were neutral and the first in line is the Faques. If only I can make a deal with that prince, I can also plan a way to eliminate that Marquess who looked like that prick. ]
As she headed back towards her room, with an indifferent expression on her face; she inhaled deeply and sighed.
"It's my first time yet I messed up ..." her facial expression entirely changed.
The reality of her being pregnant kicked in and she instantly went grim. It's her first time doing such indecent things yet she mess up. Back in the modern world, she never made a single mistake neither in her work or private matters aside from the betrayal of her friend. To think that she got pregnant after doing it once, it totally ate her soul away.
*** ( Changes in POV ) ***
Right after the duchess left the room, the silence instantly turned rowdy. Grace approached Ian and the two conversed on their own.
"Sergeant First Class, can we talk?" Grace respectedly asked in front of Ian.
"What is it, Sergeant?"
"The duchess, ah--, I mean the General is quite clever isn't it?" Grace smiled widely as she complimented the duchess.
Ian sighed and crossed his arms as he stood up. "I know ... To think that the General found a way to steal the golds while totally not leaving any presence and letting the two families take all the blame. I don't want to mess with her. To think that the Faques estate ended up like this. This marks the first ever history of the Faques." Ian sarcastically said.
As Grace and Ian comfortably chatting, the Faques twins approached them yet they never uttered a word. Ian noticed their presence as he glanced a peek.
"Private Angel and Demon, is there anything wrong?" Ian smiled as he patted both of the twins head.
"Uhmm ... I want to train hard to make mother, ah--, the General proud!" the twin sister cutely spouted.
"Me too! I want to be as cool as the General!" the twin brother added energetically.
Ian giggled as he looked at them with smiling eyes. "Of course! If you work hard, the General will also be happy!"
The twin brother's name is Marc Grresduf Faques and the twin sister's name is Jenette Faques. Both of the twins had black hair and lime - colored eyes. After learning that the twins are her stepchildren, she almost passed out in shock. At first she tried to ignore them but as time passed, she began to care about the twins. She already knew what it felt like about having no parents. She let the twins join Aztech and learn the know hows.
As Ian caressed the twin's head, he pondered deeply behind his serene smile.
[ To think that in a span of a year, the duchess made all of this happen. I wonder what the Faques fate would be. ]