Chapter 30: Preparation

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*Ironwood's Office*

*Two Days after Knight Rebellion*

Y/N: "They what?"

Ironwood: "You heard me. The council wants you to raid Mistral."

Y/N: "Okay...Hold on. I don't mind it. But....The Council? Who voted for this!?"

Ironwood: "Obviously me of course."

Y/N: "Yeah...I know. You've been acting weird ever since you passed that Dust Bill months ago!"

Ironwood: "You know what I do is for the best for Atlas."

Y/N: "Okay. So, who else? I know that Schnee bastard didn't."

Ironwood: "It was Camillia of all people."

Y/N: "I know that our relations with them are cold but what's the real reason James? I also need to get her something later. I still need to visit that store where she got that coat of hers."

Ironwood: "Something is happening in Mistral, and we want to know why. Also, they are making moves against our Argus Base. Getting reports of movements that aren't Hunters."

Y/N: "You thinking they militarized?"

Ironwood: "Yes. Normally, I will be glad that we have more organized forces against Her. But sadly, I don't think they did it for Her. Damn Shame really."

Salem. The big baddie of this World. From what James tells me, she is little more than a degraded Queen of Blades. Can't even takeover her own world. Weak. She has thousands of Grimm? Such a pittance to the Millions at least and Untold at worse. Still. Got to respect our foe, lest we fall to them.

Y/N: "Wait. If we are raiding Mistral. Then what about Argus Base? They won't take it lying down."

Ironwood: "Mistral is full of places where the unscrupulous made their lairs. Hit them and show Mistral that nowhere is safe from us. We have reports that the town of Hiogasha is a haven for White Fang. Those in power are bribing Mistral proper to look the other way."

Y/N: "I need a week at least."

Ironwood: "WHAT!?! I thought your Heralds are always ready!?!"

Y/N: "I have a Wing that is literally One Girl!!! I need to fill it up and I need a Week. Also, my Grunts are about to get an influx of recruits that are near finished with training."

Ironwood: "Ah. Yes. Chimera Wing. That batch was truly horrid."

Y/N: "Least you didn't have to scrap up the popped Cherries."

Ironwood: "I...saw the images. I now know why you call them that."

Y/N: "Plus, I got to send a recon flight for valid targets. Unless your specialists got something for me?"

Ironwood: "I think Winter has what you're looking for. I'll send her tomorrow then. I'm also sorry for not listening to you sooner about the Knights."

Y/N: "We manage to get it handled. Least you know now."

Ironwood: "True. Let's call it a night and get some sleep."

Y/N: "Yes Sir. Send my regards to the Wife."

Ironwood: "Send mine to yours! Hahahahaha!"

I clicked my tongue in annoyance and left his office without saluting. All to his laughter growing louder. Bastard. For some reason, Yang has been hanging out in the Hangar recently. The Heralds let her in due to her "marital" status with me. Silver hates it with a deep passion and Yang loves messing with her. Poor Silver. 

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