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Char1 is the person whose name comes first in alphabetical order. Char2 is whose name comes second.

Char1	Char2	Lv	Support
Marcus	Roy	C	Marcus: ...... Roy: What's the matter, Marcus? Marcus: They're not good. Not good at all. Roy: What's not good? Marcus: The young recruits. Their combat skills leave much to be desired. Granted, not all of them are disappointments, but most are soft! What they need is a more intense training regimen... Roy: I don't know if I'd call anyone soft... Everyone's working hard. Marcus: My Lord Roy, you are far too easy on them. I shall go and teach them how we used to do things! Roy: Just don't work yourself too hard. You're not as...well, youthful as you used to be. Marcus: Nonsense! I may be getting on in years, but I'm still more than a match for the youth! Roy: If you think more training is what they need, then go ahead. Just take care not to overwork yourself. Age can be cruel. Marcus: Of course, my lord. Thank you for your concern. (Roy leaves) Marcus: Lord Roy is such a caring and thoughtful young master... The other youths we have can't even compare... It's a disgrace! I'm the only one who can be of any use to Lord Roy.
Marcus	Roy	B	Marcus: Lord Roy, I believe training needs to be made more difficult. Roy: More difficult? Marcus: Yes, my lord. And those who fail to perform up to par should be discharged. Roy: ...... Marcus: Such rules may make our numbers small, but we will be an army of elites. That would increase our combat efficiency several times over. Roy: No, Marcus. I don't think so. Marcus: What...? Why not? Roy: Who's to judge whether someone is performing up to par? Marcus: Why, you, naturally, Lord Roy. Roy: But some soldiers may excel while I'm not looking. Marcus: Ah, yes... Well, in that case... Roy: We also have people supporting us off the battlefield, and yet more who simply haven't yet had a chance to shine. I couldn't discharge such soldiers. Many have joined us thanks to their belief in our fight. I can't simply tell them to leave. Marcus: ...... Roy: Marcus, try to trust them. We're all working together. Marcus: ...You are right. I was mistaken, Lord Roy. Your ideas are noble. Roy: It's strange to hear you praise me. I'm more used to hearing you scold me. Marcus: Oh? Are you? Roy: Yes. But thank you, Marcus. (Roy leaves) Marcus: Lord Roy... He has grown into a fine young man... I'm certain he can make it on his own. My work is nearly complete...
Marcus	Roy	A	Roy: Marcus, is something wrong? You seem unwell. Marcus: I apologize, my lord. I have been considering retirement... Age has worn me down... Roy: Retirement? Marcus: The young soldiers have grown strong. Perhaps now is the time. Roy: ...Marcus. You can't be serious. Marcus: I have grown old... A feeble old man like me has no place at your side. It is time I made way for the next generation. Roy: No... Marcus: Yes, I will retire soon. Roy: No! I still need you! Marcus: Lord Roy... Roy: I'm sorry about what I said to you before. But you don't need to retire yet. Marcus: But I'm far too old... I shouldn't be fighting. Roy: I still have much to learn from you. If you leave...who can I turn to for advice? Marcus: Lord Roy... I had no idea you trusted me so much... Roy: Don't retire yet... I need your help. Marcus: As you will, my lord. I shall serve you until the day I die.
Alen	Roy	C	Roy: Hmm... Alen: Lord Roy, is something wrong? Roy: ...... Alen: Lord Roy! Roy: Oh! Alen. Sorry, I was lost in my thoughts. Alen: You seem to be thinking a lot these days, Lord Roy. Roy: Maybe so... Alen: What are you worrying over? Roy: I was just thinking about how to move our troops. Alen: How to move the troops? Roy: Yes. The enemy is growing stronger all the time, so good methods quickly become obsolete. I was wondering how to effectively break through their defense lines. Alen: That's easy, Lord Roy! Leave it to me. I shall have their defense shattered in no time. Roy: Thanks. But I don't want to put anyone in danger either. There has to be a better way... I'll think some more.
Alen	Roy	B	Alen: Lord Roy, I have an idea to break the enemy's defense... Roy: Idea? Alen: Yes. First, we save our best troops and use the others to clash with the enemy's front lines. Then we shall find a weakness. Please, leave that role to me and my squad! Roy: But that group will be in great danger... Alen: We might have some casualties, but we can win the battle! Besides, I am not so easily defeated. Roy: ...Alen, I can't consider that idea. Alen: W-Why? Roy: I can't use a plan that we know will have casualties. Alen: But Lord Roy, casualties cannot be avoided in a war... Roy: ...I think they can be. I might sound naive, but I don't consider a victory with casualties to be a true victory. Alen: A true victory... Can there be a true victory in war? Roy: I think there can be. That's why I want to come up with a good plan.
Alen	Roy	A	Roy: Hmm... Alen: Still thinking, Lord Roy? Roy: Yes. I can't think of a good plan yet... But not your plan, okay? Alen: Yes, I understand, Lord Roy. But if there's anything I can do, please tell me. Roy: Yes, I will. Alen: ...Lord Roy. Roy: ? Alen: ...I honestly still cannot decide whether there is such a thing as a true victory. But if you believe it, then I will support you with all my strength. Roy: Thanks, Alen. I'm sure there will come a day when you'll understand as well. Alen: Then I shall look forward to that day!
Lance	Roy	C	Lance: Lord Roy! Are you all right? Roy: Lance? What's the matter... Lance: I...couldn't see you, so... Roy: Oh. Is that all. Lance: No, that is not all, Lord Roy. You are this army's leader. You must watch for your safety more. Roy: Yeah, you're right. I'll be more careful. Lance: Are you sure? Roy: I promise. Lance: ......
Lance	Roy	B	Lance: Lord Roy, if I may suggest something. Roy: What is it? Lance: How about if you stay out of the front lines for a while? Roy: ? Lance: Then you can command the army from a safe location. Roy: Well... Lance: I know what you are thinking, but please understand. An army's leader is crucial. If the leader is lost, so is the battle. Roy: That's true... Lance: Then... Roy: But I don't think anyone would listen to me if I only keep myself safe and start telling people what to do. Lance: That's not true! Roy: I'm not particularly smart, and I don't have much charisma, either. So I have to gain trust by experiencing the pain that everyone else is... Lance: Lord Roy... Roy: Perhaps I'm not meant to be a leader. Perhaps it's just how I am.
Lance	Roy	A	Roy: Lance, I've been thinking about what you said, but I still think I should stay up front. I know you were suggesting it for my sake, but... Lance: No, perhaps I was too focused on my own opinions. If you believe that your way is the best, then it is best to pursue that path. Roy: Thanks. It's encouraging to hear you say that. Lance: However, you made one mistake the other day. Roy: I did? Lance: You said, 'I'm not particularly smart, and I don't have much charisma, either.' Roy: Yes, I did say that. Lance: That's the part about you that people like. No one would give his life to someone who has no charisma at all. Roy: ...Do you think so? Lance: Of course. If I may also add a comment, be sure to keep that pure heart. As long as you do, our troops will follow you. Roy: I'll try. Thank you, Lance. Lance: I am glad to be of assistance.
Roy	Wolt	C	Roy: Wolt! Wolt: Lord Roy, is something wrong? Roy: ...Just call me Roy. We grew up like brothers, you know. Wolt: I appreciate your kindness, but rules are rules. Roy: Do you think so? You've suddenly become a faraway person. Wolt: What are you saying? I'm right here in front of you. Roy: That's not what I mean. Wolt: Haha, I know. But I must not slack off in areas like this. Roy: ...... Wolt: Well then, let's go! We have a long ways yet, Lord Roy.
Roy	Wolt	B	Roy: Wolt! About the other day... Wolt: Lord Roy, that conversation was settled. More importantly, this is a battlefield. You never know where enemies are hiding. Please be sure to keep on your guard. Roy: Wolt... You're starting to sound like Merlinus and Marcus. Wolt: Am I? Thank you! That is such praise. My goal is to become a loyal servant like them. Roy: ...Are you serious? Wolt: Of course! Roy: I see. Wolt: Lord Roy? Is something wrong? Roy: Nothing. Leave me alone for a while, will you? Wolt: Lord Roy...?
Roy	Wolt	A	Wolt: Lord Roy! Roy: What? Wolt: You do not look well. Is there something on your mind? Roy: ...Well, actually there is. Would you mind if we talked about it? Wolt: ! Of course! I'll do my best to help. Roy: You see, I'm kind of angry at this person in the army. What he's saying is true and makes sense, but... Wolt: I see. What you understand intellectually and what you feel are two different things. Roy: Right. My feelings don't agree with what I understand. And then I start to get mad and I feel like telling him about it. Wolt: Then do so! Keeping it inside of you is bad for your health. And besides, you are in a stressful position. No one would get angry if you spill it out once in a while. Roy: You think so? Wolt: Of course! If you want, I can go talk to the person. Even if the whole world turns against you, I will always be at your side. Roy: Ah, okay. Thanks, Wolt. I feel better now. All right! We have to get moving! Wolt: Exactly, Lord Roy! ...By the way, I can tell the person you're mad at and have a little discussion with him... Roy: No, it's all right now. Wolt: Really? ...Who was it? Roy: He's closer than you think. Wolt: What! Where? ...... ...Is it...me? Roy: Yup! Wolt: Lord Roy!
Roy	Shanna	C	Shanna: What's the matter, Lord Roy? Do you need something? Roy: No. I was just thinking that you always seem so...free of worries. Shanna: Hey! ...Are you making fun of me? Roy: No! I'm envious. Shanna: ...I still think I'm being made fun of. Roy: No, I'm not making fun of you. You see, I have to always show people that I'm happy and confident because I'm the leader. But I often get depressed or become worried. Oh, I wanted to ask you, is there some kind of tip that you can give me to stay happy like that? Shanna: Tip? Roy: You know, something to do or a certain mindset you should be in, or something. Shanna: Well... Eat well, sleep well, and laugh well. Roy: ...Is that all? Shanna: Probably. That's all you need to enjoy life, right? Roy: Well...maybe. Shanna: I think you're thinking too deeply. Well, probably you have to because you're in such a position... Anyway, I don't think it's as complicated as you think.
Roy	Shanna	B	Roy: You said you're a Pegasus Knight in training, right? Shanna: Right. Roy: How come you're in an army outside Ilia? Shanna: It's the rule. If you fight outside Ilia, you'll gain things you wouldn't be able to inside the country. Roy: Like what? Shanna: Foreign fighting styles, foreign culture... And of course, money. Roy: I see... Then wouldn't it be a hindrance if you stay in this army so long? Shanna: Huh? No, of course not! There's no other army that's traveling all over the place like this. It's great training. Roy: Really? Okay, then. Shanna: ...Were you worried about me? Roy: Well, I guess so. Shanna: Thanks!
Roy	Shanna	A	Roy: Shanna, what are you going to do when this war is over? Shanna: Me? Well... First off, I'll probably go back to Ilia. Roy: Oh...I see. Shanna: Why? Roy: Oh, I was just wondering if you wanted to come to Pherae. Shanna: Your hometown? I'd love to! I wanted to see it once. Roy: Well, it's not a huge city like Ostia, so you might be disappointed. Shanna: My hometown is probably more countryside than yours. Plus it snows a lot. Roy: Then everything's fine, then. Shanna: I'll look forward to going. Roy: Sure. If you like it, you can stay as long as you want. Shanna: Thanks! Shanna: Lord Roy is so nice... Inviting a mercenary like me to his hometown, and saying that I can stay as long as I want... Wait...does that mean...? No no, don't get cocky... But still...hmm...
Roy	Sue	C	Roy: Phew, I've finished outlining the troops' positions... Sue: Lord Roy. Roy: !? Oh, Sue. Sue: What's the matter? You have a strange look on your face. Roy: No, it's just that I was a little surprised that you came up and spoke to me. Sue: Oh? Roy: Yeah... I never see you speaking with other people. You don't like talking that much? Sue: That's not the case. Roy: It isn't? Sue: It's just that I like talking with other things more. Roy: Other things? Sue: The breeze, the trees, the sky, the brooks... They are all speaking to us. Roy: They are? Sue: Yes. If you listen, you'll hear them. You can't hear them because you're not listening. See you. Roy: Huh? I thought you had something to tell me... Sue: I just told you. Roy: What? Sue: Be sure to listen to nature, and you'll hear all sorts of voices. You'll feel better after that. If you're stressed all the time, you won't be able to hear anything. Roy: Sue... Was she trying to cheer me up because I was tired...?
Roy	Sue	B	Roy: Sue. Sue: Lord Roy? Roy: Thanks for cheering me up the other day. Sue: ...You look better. Roy: What? Sue: Your feel...it's become better. Roy: My feel? What do you mean? Sue: It has become softer. Roy: Do you think so? I can't really tell. Sue: Perhaps things like these cannot be recognized by those who work the land as compared to those who run through it. Roy: ...... Sue: What is it? Roy: It's the first time I've seen you smile. Sue: Really? Roy: Yes. Your smile has a good 'feel' to it, too. Sue: ...Thank you.
Roy	Sue	A	Roy: What are you going to do when this war is over? Sue: I'll return to Sacae. Roy: But the Kutolah clan was destroyed by Bern... Sue: We'll gather everyone together again. Perhaps there is no more Kutolah clan, but not everyone of the Kutolah is dead. Roy: Well...I guess that's right. Sue: Why do you ask? Roy: I was just thinking that if you don't have any place to go, you can come to Pherae. Sue: Pherae...your hometown. Roy: Right. It's not a huge city, but it's a nice and peaceful place. Sue: Yes... But my heart is the plains of Sacae. Roy: Oh, okay. But if you ever change your mind, just tell me. Sue: Lord Roy. Roy: Yes? Sue: Thanks for cheering me up. Roy: You're very welcome.
Lilina	Roy	C	Roy: Lilina, are you all right? Do you need anything? Lilina: No, I don't need anything right now. Roy: Are you hurt? Lilina: No, I'm fine. Roy: Oh, okay. Then is there anything I could do for you... Lilina: Roy, it's all right. Roy: What? Lilina: Thanks for worrying about me, but I'll be fine. Roy: Well, in that case... But if there's anything you need, tell me. Okay? Lilina: Okay.
Lilina	Roy	B	Roy: Lilina. Lilina! Lilina: Roy? Roy: What's the matter? You were looking off into space again. We're in a battle. You could get killed! Lilina: I'm sorry. Roy: What's wrong? Lilina: It's just that... We've come a far way. Roy: Far? Lilina: Not distance-wise... It's just that everything seems to be changing so quickly. Do you remember the time when you came to Ostia to study? Roy: Of course. Two years... Wait, was it three years ago? Lilina: At that time, your father and my father were still well. Lycia was so peaceful...no one would have imagined a war. ...It all seems as if it were already ten years ago. Roy: Lilina... Lilina: I sound so foolish... There's no way we can go back there anyway...
Lilina	Roy	A	Lilina: Roy... I'm sorry about the other day. Roy: The other day? Lilina: I was on some nostalgia trip, remember? We're in a war... Of course things won't be the same... Roy: Well, some things will. Lilina: Like what? Roy: I'll be at your side, and you'll be at mine. Lilina: Huh... Roy: We can't go back to the past, but we can shape the future. Then we should work to make a future the same as, or even better than the past, right? Lilina: Hahaha... Roy: ? Lilina: Roy, you're showing off... Roy: D-Do you think so? Yeah, I was thinking that didn't sound like me myself... Lilina: But... Roy: ? Lilina: Thanks... Roy: Lilina... Lilina: We'll always be together...right? Roy: ...Of course.
Larum	Roy	C	Larum: Roy! Roy: Wha-!? L-Larum...! Larum: I'm glad I found you! I want to show you something. Roy: W-Wait! Calm down first... Roy: So... What was it you wanted? Larum: Sooo! Roy: Wait wait! I can hear you from here! Larum: I've come up with a new dance, and I want you to see it. It goes like this... Larum: Well? Well? What do you think? Roy: That's very nice. I think you're a very good dancer. Larum: ...Is that it? Roy: Huh? Larum: You know... Isn't there more? Like, 'You look beautiful' or 'Your hair looks great today' or something... Roy: Um... I better get going... Larum: Already? Roy: Sorry... Larum: Hey!
Larum	Roy	B	Larum: Roy! Roy: L-Larum...! I don't think you should jump on to people like that so much... People might have misunderstandings. Larum: But Roy... ...!? Roy: ? Larum: Eeeek! There's an enemy! Roy: Enemy!? Where! Larum: I don't know! But I heard the bushes rustle... Roy: L-Larum! Calm down... I can't move if you're grabbing on to me like that... Larum: I'm going to die! But...it's okay. If I can die for Lord Roy, it would be my only wish now. You, hiding over there! Come out! Our love is eternal, and can never be broken! Roy: P-Please, can you get off of me so I can fight...
Larum	Roy	A	Larum: Roy! Roy: Larum... Larum: There you are! I have another dance to show you. Roy: Y-Yeah... Larum: Roy...? Are you...trying to avoid me? Roy: Ah... N-No! Not at all. Larum: Yes you are. As soon as I came, you stepped back. You're already prepared to dodge. Roy: Y-You're imagining things. Larum: Your eyes are wandering... Roy: S-So... Larum: ...You don't like me, do you... You don't want to see my dancing at all! That's it! Roy: T-That's not true! Larum: Really!? Thanks! Roy: Whoa!
Cecilia	Roy	C	Cecilia: Roy, how should I move next? Roy: Oh, yes. You should...um... Cecilia: What's the matter? Roy: No, it's just that... It feels strange giving you orders... Cecilia: Why? You are this army's leader. You are supposed to give orders. Roy: That's true, but... Cecilia: Roy, you mustn't soften up. If the leader gets soft, so do the troops. You are the general leading this army, and I am a squad leader in your army. So you must be strict, as a general should be. Roy: Y-Yes! Cecilia: Good. Now, General Roy, what is my next move?
Cecilia	Roy	B	Roy: Phew... Cecilia: Roy. Roy: Oh, General Cecilia. Cecilia: Are you tired? Perhaps you should rest. Roy: No, I can't. We must keep moving. Cecilia: Rushing will only bring failure. Roy: I'm not rushing. I won't try anything impossible. But we must move as quickly as we can. Cecilia: Why? Roy: The quicker we move, the more people in need we can reach. Right? Cecilia: ...Yes, that's true. Roy: We are fighting to win this war. However, if we focus only on winning and ignore those people needing help, is that a true victory? Cecilia: ...... Roy: Oh, I'm sorry... I shouldn't be so outspoken. Have I angered you? Cecilia: No, I'm glad. I was too focused on winning the battle. You are already becoming a great leader. Roy: Please... But...hearing that from you is encouraging. Cecilia: Really? That's nice to hear.
Cecilia	Roy	A	Roy: What are you going to do after this war is over? Cecilia: What? Do you already think you've won? Roy: No... That's not the case. Cecilia: Well... We must rebuild Etruria, so I will return there first. Why do you ask? Roy: I was just wondering if you could teach me again once the war has ended. Cecilia: Like the time in Ostia? Roy: Yes! Cecilia: Well... There's no need for that anymore. You have become a wonderful leader. There is nothing more I can teach you. Roy: But... Cecilia: Roy, you must have confidence. Troops will not follow a leader who does not even have confidence in himself. Roy: ...Yes. Cecilia: That is the last thing I can teach you. From now on, you are not my student. You are my colleague and friend. If there's anything I can help you with after the war, I would be glad to assist you. Roy: Really? Cecilia: Of course. I will always be on your side. Never forget that.
Roy	Sophia	C	Sophia: Lord Roy... Roy: Sophia? What's the matter? Sophia: Today... You shouldn't strain yourself... Roy: What do you mean? Sophia: In battle... There is a bad omen today... Please stay out of the front lines... Roy: ! ...All right. But I don't think I can follow your warning. Sophia: ...Why? Roy: When I go up front... It's because I trust the others. I can't be hiding in the back, fearing injury. I have to fight alongside the others. Sophia: Oh...I... Roy: Thanks for warning me, but... I'm sorry. Sophia: ......
Roy	Sophia	B	Sophia: Lord Roy... Roy: Sophia? Did you feel something again? Sophia: No... I just wanted to apologize... Roy: Apologize? To me? Sophia: About the other day... I told you that I could sense a bad omen in the middle of battle... Roy: Oh, that... Sophia: I'm sorry... You have such a burden... And I said something that would worry you more... Roy: No, it's all right. I'm actually glad that you told me. I was more careful that time. Thank you. Sophia: ?... Roy: If you hadn't told me that, I probably wouldn't have been as careful as I had. I could have been hurt badly. So thanks. Sophia: But...I... Roy: So if you sense something from now on, tell me, all right? Sophia: Yes...
Roy	Sophia	A	Sophia: Lord Roy... I must tell you something... Roy: What's the matter? Sophia: My power... It is not very strong... Roy: What? Sophia: I can see the future... But it is only a vague image... Something truly powerful...I would not be able to see... I just wanted to tell you... Roy: Something truly powerful? Sophia: Yes... If I could not sense something very powerful...and if you were to be hurt because of it... I... Roy: Thanks. But I'll be fine. When the time comes, we'll manage to do something about it. Sophia: But... Roy: Sensing the future is an amazing thing. We could prevent disasters before they even occur. But I won't be too reliant on your power, so don't worry. Sophia: Yes... Roy: I want to see you smile more than your power. I'm sure we'll face more hardships as we go along... But the least we could do is keep our spirits up, right? Let's go! Sophia: Yes... ...Thank you...Lord Roy...
Alen	Marcus	C	Alen: Where's the next enemy... Marcus: Alen. Alen: Oh, Sir Marcus. Marcus: You have been performing well lately. Alen: Thank you, sir. Marcus: However, it also looks as if you are charging into the enemy lines without thinking. Your duty is to protect Lord Roy. Am I wrong? Alen: But... Defeating the enemy would lead to Lord Roy's safety! Marcus: What if during your fighting, Lord Roy were to be hurt? Alen: That hasn't happened so far... Marcus: Does that mean it won't happen at all? Alen: Then...what must I do? Marcus: Take your time in battle. Alen: Take my time...?
Alen	Marcus	B	Alen: Sir Marcus. Marcus: Alen. What is the matter? Alen: I need you to teach me something... Marcus: Teach? Alen: You said to take my time in battle. Then was my fighting style up until now wrong? Marcus: No. But you only use the one style of fighting you are used to. Alen: Just one... Marcus: Your courage is not a bad thing. Rather, it should be praised. However, I am worried that you might go berserk and go rushing in, leaving Lord Roy behind. Alen: Yes... Marcus: A true knight must think about what he must do at a given moment and change his style accordingly. Charging is not always the best way.
Alen	Marcus	A	Marcus: Alen, your fighting has been impressive lately. Alen: Yes... I am trying my best to change my fighting style, as you told me. Marcus: I see. Hm, you seem to able enough to take over after me. Alen: Take over? Marcus: I am old. I must make way for the young generation, for Roy. I want you to take care of Roy in my place. Alen: M-Me...? Marcus: Perhaps taking after an old man like me would be embarrassing? Alen: Of course not! It is an honor! I shall protect Lord Roy with my life and bring further prosperity to Pherae... Marcus: Calm down. I told you that your fire worried me. Alen: Yes... Marcus: There is no need to get all worked up. Lord Roy is still young. You must grow with him, as a knight, and as a person.
Lance	Marcus	C	Marcus: Lance, have you gotten used to the Pherae family yet? Lance: Yes, Sir Marcus. Everyone has been very good to me, who is an outsider... Marcus: I see. Good. Lance: You have been very caring as well, Sir Marcus. Marcus: Well, we must have you work especially hard. Lance: Especially? Marcus: You have something that the other knights do not. Lance: I do...? Marcus: Yes. And that will help Lord Roy in the future. Lance: ......
Lance	Marcus	B	Lance: Sir Marcus. Marcus: Yes, Lance? Lance: You said before that I had something that the other knights do not. Marcus: That I did. Lance: However, I cannot see what that something is. I am but an ordinary knight. I think you see more in me than there actually is. Marcus: I think not. Lance: But I was in a different band of knights up until recently, so I have no idea what I can do for Lord Roy... Marcus: There, you have it. Lance: Huh? Marcus: You have experience in other areas. The others do not. Lance: Oh... Marcus: Lord Roy will take Pherae's throne in the future. And if only Pheraeans were around him, he will grow to be a person with limited views. We need someone like you who knows other parts of the world. Lance: Will my experience...be of use? Marcus: You must make it so. Lord Roy must grow to be an individual with diverse beliefs.
Lance	Marcus	A	Marcus: Lance. Lance: Ah, Sir Marcus. Marcus: Lord Roy was telling me the other day that you were telling him stories of other parts of the continent. Lance: If my experience can be of use to Lord Roy, then I shall do my best to teach him. Marcus: Good. Well, it seems I can now retire without any worries. Lance: Sir Marcus, what are you saying? We still have much to learn from you. Marcus: Not if we have you. You can take my place once I am gone. Lance: Me? But I am not a native of Pherae... Marcus: Are you still worrying yourself over matters like that? Lord Roy certainly isn't. Lance: ... All right, then I shall take your place when the time comes. But that is in the far future. You are still well, and you must still be our example. Marcus: Well, maybe I can. You never know.
Marcus	Wolt	C	Wolt: Sir Marcus! Marcus: Ah, Wolt. What is the matter? Wolt: I have something to ask of you. Marcus: You do? What is it? Wolt: Please, could you...teach me how to use a sword? Marcus: ...... May I ask why? Wolt: I can only use bows. An archer can't even defend himself at close range. I won't be able to protect Lord Roy if something happens... Marcus: Do not belittle the bow. It has many traits that close range weapons do not. Wolt: Even so... Marcus: Besides, what is the point in learning swordplay at your late age? A mediocre skill would be nothing but a hindrance to Lord Roy. Wolt: Well... Marcus: Do not worry yourself about it any further. You are a great help to Lord Roy as you are. Wolt: ...I hope so...
Marcus	Wolt	B	Wolt: Sir Marcus. Marcus: Wolt... I can tell by your face that you still want me to teach you swordplay. Wolt: I just don't understand. Am I really that much help to Lord Roy? Marcus: Wolt... Tell me what you think of the knights like me who served Lord Eliwood. Wolt: Uh...well... You're all really strong and I look up to you. Marcus: Well, thank you for that. But there was one problem with Lord Eliwood's knights. Wolt: There was? Marcus: None of us are even close to him in age. Wolt: Now that you mention it... Marcus: Lord Eliwood's vassals... They were all old like me or too young for him to relate to. He couldn't speak to us on a comfortable level. In a way, he was isolated. Wolt: I never even thought about that... Marcus: I don't want Lord Roy to suffer the same fate. You and Lord Roy are the same age, and what's more, you were raised together. I need you to stay by Lord Roy's side and give him moral support. Wolt: Moral support? Marcus: Combat prowess is important, but that is not all you can do. Think on what I've said. You are more important than you realize.
Marcus	Wolt	A	Marcus: Ah, Wolt. You look better. Do you still want me to teach you how to wield a sword? Wolt: No. After hearing your words, I lost any sense of hesitation. I will perfect my skills with the bow and ensure Lord Roy can count on me! Marcus: Very good. Then it appears I can let you take over for me. Wolt: What? B-but if you leave now... Marcus: No, no, I won't retire right at this moment. Still, the day isn't far off. Once I am gone, you must take care of Lord Roy. Wolt: Me...? Marcus: Are you embarrassed to take over for an old man like me? Wolt: No, not at all... It's just...do you really think I can do it...? Marcus: There's your problem. You lack confidence. Lord Roy won't be able to turn to you if you're like that. Wolt: You're right... Marcus: You can do it. All you need is confidence!
Lilina	Marcus	C	Lilina: Hello, Marcus. Marcus: Ah, Lady Lilina. Lilina: Things grow more perilous all the time... Marcus, do you think Roy will be OK? Marcus: Of course, milady. Lord Roy takes after his father, the greatest knight in Lycia. Lilina: Yes... Lord Eliwood is a great knight indeed. Marcus: His wife was also a kind, gentle woman. Much like yourself, if I may say so. Lilina: Wow... Do you really think so? Marcus: Lord Roy is becoming very much like his father. I expect him to seek a wife much like Lord Eliwood's. Lilina: Like his mother...? Marcus: Milady, if you would allow me a suggestion. When all is done and we return to Lycia, you and Lord Roy should w-- Lilina: Marcus! Roy and I are friends. Just friends! It's too soon to think of marriage!
Lilina	Marcus	B	Lilina: Marcus, what kind of couple were Lord Eliwood and his wife? Marcus: Well, milady, just looking at them would fill one with cheer. The people of Pherae were truly happy for them. Lilina: That sounds nice... Marcus: Lord Eliwood loved his wife deeply. One night...before the two were wed, Lord Eliwood disappeared. He returned three days later, and presented his wife a flower. It was a beautiful white flower that grows only in the snowy highlands. And it was the flower she loved the most. Lilina: Lord Eliwood sounds so...romantic. Sigh... And look at Roy...
Lilina	Marcus	A	Lilina: Sigh... Marcus: What troubles you, Lady Lilina? Lilina: Marcus... What does...what does Roy think of me? I...I'm not so sure anymore. Marcus: ...... Lilina: Roy... He's... I've always...liked him... Marcus: Why not ask him yourself, milady? Lilina: What...? But... Marcus: I do not know much of these matters, but the maids in the castle say that women can no longer be passive. I'm certain Lord Roy would fall for you if you were to advance. Lilina: ...... Yes... That's what I'll do. I've known him longer than anyone. I won't let someone else snatch him up! Marcus: That's the spirit, Lady Lilina!
Alen	Lance	C	Alen: Lance! How fares your sword today? Lance: Neither good nor bad, Alen. Alen: ...Cool and calm as always, I see. The other day, I lagged behind you, but not in this battle! Watch and learn from my skill, Lance! Lance: Of course I'll watch you fight. Still, I have no intention of losing to you from now on, either. Alen: Well well, what confidence! I look forward to seeing you after the battle. Well then, I'll be off. You'd better come quickly too.
Alen	Lance	B	Lance: Alen, the battles will only get tougher from now on. Alen: Yes. But it's just what I want. Lance: Alen, I need to tell you something. It's about when we lose. Alen: When we lose? Lance: Right. ...If it looks like defeat would be certain, then I want you to take Lord Roy and retreat. I will act as a decoy for the enemy and buy time for you. Alen: What? But then you would be in danger. Lance: Someone has to do it. Then it might as well be me, who has been in Pherae the shortest... Alen: Don't be ridiculous! Lance: ...Alen? Alen: If you're staying, then I will as well. I won't allow you to go off alone and commit suicide. Lance: But you're one of a long line of knights serving the Pherae family. So you should take Lord Roy and flee... Alen: How long you've served means nothing! Then let me ask you this. Has your loyalty been less than the other knights? Lance: ...... Alen: Can't say it yourself? Then I'll answer for you. You're working just as hard as anybody! You've been as loyal as any of the other knights! I know that best, because I've been your partner ever since you came to Pherae! Lance: Alen... Alen: Don't do anything stupid, Lance. You're a necessary person to both us and to Lord Roy.
Alen	Lance	A	Lance: Alen, about the other day... Alen: You mean about when we lose? Are you still saying that you're going to sacrifice yourself, or something ludicrous like that? Lance: No, I gave up that idea. ...Your words were a slap in the face, so to speak. Perhaps I was belittling myself because I've been in Pherae the shortest. Alen: Your work is second to none. Except me, of course. Lance: Where does your confidence come from? I really envy you sometimes. Alen: Of course I have confidence. How could I possibly lose to you? Lance: ...You'd better remember those words, for you'll be hearing them again from me. Alen: Ha, never! See you after the battle! Lance: Yes. Alen: Lance! Lance: What? Alen: Even if we lose, you won't be the only one staying behind and fighting to buy time! You'd better remember that! Lance: Of course!
Alen	Wolt	C	Alen: 498...499...500... Wolt: Sir Alen? Alen: Phew... Ah, Wolt. Wolt: You're sweating so much... Are you all right? Alen: Don't worry, I'm fine. I was just doing some practice swings with my sword. I'm still weak. I must train myself further. Wolt: But... We're in the middle of a battle. Shouldn't you be saving your energy for an emergency, Sir Alen? Alen: Shh! ...An enemy. Let's go, Wolt! Don't lag behind! Wolt: Wha-? Y-Yes, Sir Alen!
Alen	Wolt	B	Alen: 998!...999!...1000!... Wolt: Sir Alen! Alen: Ah...Wolt... Good to see you...again... Wolt: D-Do you really have to go so far? You'll be done for if you go into battle like that! Alen: I know it's crazy... But I have to do it. Don't you feel the size of this continent as we fight through it? Wolt: Yes. Alen: We must become stronger, even if we go over our limits. We are the ones who must become stronger to protect Lord Roy. Wolt: Yes! Alen: All right... I've caught my breath. Let's go! Wolt: He's amazing... I can't be losing, either!
Alen	Wolt	A	Wolt: 98...99... Alen: Wolt? Wolt: Sir Alen! Alen: Are you training as well? Wolt: Yes. After watching you, I couldn't just sit around waiting. I have to become strong to protect Lord Roy as well. Alen: I see. That's the spirit! Become strong, and surprise Lord Roy! Wolt: Yes!
Alen	Ward	C	Alen: You... You're Ward, the mercenary. Ward: Uh... Who are you? Alen: I'm Alen, knight of Pherae. Ward: Oh, right. You're one of our client's knights. Hey... Are you a strong fighter? Alen: Talk about being sudden... Well, I can say I consider myself to be fairly skilled. Ward: All right, good. You want to have duel? Alen: What, right now? Ward: Of course. Alen: Very well. But I'm telling you now, I can't go easy on you. Ward: I would kill you if you do. You'd better not be complaining when you get hurt, either. Alen: Then...let's go! Ward: W...Whoa... You're better than I thought. Alen: You too... Good fight! Ward: Listen up, next time I'll beat you. Got that? Alen: Sure thing!
Alen	Ward	B	Ward: Hey you! Alen: Ward! How do you fare? Ward: I've been looking for you. Let's continue. We didn't finish the other day's duel yet. Alen: Oh? I thought I won that match. Ward: No way, I was just getting warmed up. You haven't seen the real me yet. Alen: Oh no? Then I shall go full force as well! Ward: Bring it on! Ward: Damn... You are strong... Alen: We're even now... Lance and I used to spar like this a lot. It's a great thing to have a partner you can train with to see how much you've grown. Ward: I haven't lost yet! I'm really going all out next time, you hear? Alen: Of course. I'll take you on any time!
Alen	Ward	A	Ward: Aaaaarrrr! Alen: ...! You're...getting better, Ward! Ward: Y...You too! You become stronger every time I see you. Alen: I'm still weak. I must become stronger still. Ward: Heh, then I'll become stronger than that! No matter how many enemies come out, I'll crush them all with my axe... Alen: Enemies... Ward. Ward: What? Alen: How do you see this battle? Ward: What do you mean, how? Alen: Do you think we can win? Ward: What? Of course we'll win. I'm on this side, after all. How could we lose? And we've also got you. No enemy would stand a chance against the two of us. Alen: Haha... That's right, I forgot. There's no way we could lose. It isn't like me at all to get worried like that. All right! Charge! Ward: Oh yeah! Let's go get 'em!
Alen	Thea	C	Thea: You! Wait! Alen: You... You must be a Pegasus Knight from Ilia. Pleased to meet you. I am Alen, knight of Pherae. Thea: I'm Thea. You know, do you always... Alen: So this is a pegasus? I've never seen one up close. It has a cute face. Thea: Do you think so...? No, wait. What I was saying was, do you always fight like that? Alen: Yes. Is there something wrong with it? Thea: Don't you think you're being too rash? The way you fight, you never know what'll happen to you. Alen: Yes, the way I fight can be dangerous. But, you see... Oh, I shouldn't chatting like this during a battle, or I will give the enemy an advantage. I must get going. Thea: ...There's something wrong with you.
Alen	Thea	B	Thea: Wait! Wait! Alen: Thea? Is something wrong? Thea: I have to tell you now. Why do you fight like that? Even the way you thrust your spear... Why do you just rely on brute strength to attack? It just makes it harder to evade a retaliation that way. Alen: Well... I see you've been watching me carefully. Thea: Huh? N-No...it's not that! It's just that... How could someone miss you if you're fighting like that? That's...all. Alen: ? Thea: Anyway, what I wanted to say was, why don't you be more careful when you fight? Alen: I understand what you're saying. But I can't pull back. Thea: You're still saying that? But the way you fight... Alen: In battle, the first ones to match blades with the enemy are us, the knights. The enemy will judge the entire army's strength by looking at how we fight. That's why I have to show them our power. Thea: ...... Alen: If I cringe even a little, that adds to the enemy's morale. If there is hesitation in my movement, it will have a bad effect on the whole army... That's why I have to charge. I have to keep pushing forward, for all of our sakes. Thea: ...I see. ...I thought you were just an idiot who couldn't do anything but charge... Alen: ? Did you say something? Thea: ...No, nothing. Alen: I'm sorry, but I have to fight like this. Still, your advice was useful, too. Give me some more when you get the chance. Thea: ...All right, I suppose.
Alen	Thea	A	Thea: ...You haven't changed your fighting, I see. Alen: Thea. Thea: How long are you going to continue fighting like that? I understand what you're saying... But...if you die, it's all over. Alen: I understand that. There is only so much I can do on my own. But I'm a knight. Therefore... Thea: Then... Shall I...stay at your side? Alen: You would...? Thea: I-If I leave someone like you alone, I get worried and...can't concentrate! So if I support you from nearby, it'll be easier for you, too, right? Or...am I not good enough..? Alen: Of course you are! You're strong, you can keep up with my horse, and... With you around, it seems that I can stay out of harm's way. I can trust you to guard my back. Thea: O-Oh... But...I'm really all right for you...? Alen: Of course! You're a strong warrior. You're perfect as a partner to fight alongside with. Thea: No... I meant... Alen: ? Thea: So...the point is that...I'm the one by your side...and... Alen: ? Thea: ...Nothing, forget it... Well, come on, let's go. We have to hurry, right? Alen: All right, let's be off!
Lance	Wolt	C	Lance: ...... Wolt: Sir Lance? Lance: ... I get it now. Wolt: Uh... Sir Lance? Lance: Ah, Wolt. Sorry, I was thinking some things over. Wolt: Have I disturbed you? Lance: No, I have reached my conclusion. It is all right now. Wolt: I... see. Lance: Did you need something, Wolt? Wolt: Yes. I want to learn by your side. Teach me to fight like you, so I can become stronger and protect Lord Roy!
Lance	Wolt	B	Wolt: Sir Lance? What are you doing? Lance: Ah, Wolt. I was keeping a record of this battle. Wolt: A record? Lance: Yes. In one of my favorite books, there is a quote from a famous general. It says, 'The most important thing in battle is information.' Therefore, I've been keeping track of who does what in which location, for both our allies and enemies. It might be of use someday. Wolt: I see. Lance: In the battles ahead of us, one mistake could lead us to our deaths. We must pay careful attention to every aspect of battle under Lord Roy. Wolt: Y-Yes! Lance: ... It's time. I must be off. Wolt: He's amazing... I can't be losing, either!
Lance	Wolt	A	Wolt: Oh, Sir Lance. Lance: Wolt. ... Are you all right? Your eyes seem to be rather red... Wolt: Yes! I'm fine. I was just reading the book on war tactics that you lent me. Lance: Well, good job. Were you reading it all night? Wolt: Yes! Lance: All right, you might be interested in this next. It's by the same author, and he describes his ideas in detail over the course of the 24 volumes. Wolt: ...... Lance: If you read this, then you should be able to master the basics fairly easily. After that, we can go into more advanced details... Wolt? Are you listening? Wolt: ...... Y... Yes! Of course! I'll do my best...
Lance	Lot	C	Lance: You are Lot, the mercenary. An axe-fighter, with much endurance. Lot: You... You're Lance. Lance: You seemed to have a troubled look on your face. Lot: Oh... I was just thinking some things over. Actually, this is a perfect chance. Let me ask you something. Lance: If it is something within my meager knowledge. Lot: All right, axes are weak against swords. This is just common sense. What I'm wondering about is why it became like that. I just don't get the evidence or physics behind it. That's what I was thinking about. Lance: I see. Some time earlier, I asked the exact same question as you. I think I've found the answer after I looked through several books on war strategy. Lot: So is it...the weapon's weight? Lance: Exactly. Because all weapons are designed bearing in mind that humans will be wielding them, it is almost inevitable that minor flaws and weaknesses would appear. Lot: So... It's impossible for a weapon to just make you really strong. Lance: Right. In the past, many kinds of weapons were made, and disappeared. Among them, the sword, axe and spear remained, thus creating what is commonly known as the weapon triangle. Lot: I see. But wait, what about weapons like the Swordreaver? Lance: Well, that brings us to a whole different dimension. So... Lot: ...Ah, I see... Then what about...
Lance	Lot	B	Lance: Knight to F6. Lot: Armor Knight to E3. Lance: Pegasus to D1. Lot: Er... Archer to B1. Lance: Swordmaster to F1. Check. Lot: ...... ...You win. Lance: So it seems. Lot: ...Do you think the mistake was when I moved that ballista six turns ago? Lance: Yes, I think so. Where did you learn how to play? I learned it as one of the requirements of a knight. Lot: There was an old war veteran living where I come from. He taught me. I couldn't find anyone to play with in the mercenary groups. But up against those who can play, it looks like I don't stand a chance. Lance: Well, if you can point out your mistakes, that shows you have skill. I played with Alen the other day, but it was over in two turns.
Lance	Lot	A	Lot: How do you see this battle? Lance: What do you mean? Lot: Do you think we stand a chance of winning? Lance: ...... I honestly don't know. Well, we are outnumbered severely. The enemy can afford send out new troops all the time, while we have to be careful about losing even one troop. Lot: Yeah... Our starting conditions are just so different. Lance: But Lord Roy sometimes thinks of plans that are beyond my petty thoughts. He has done miraculously well in the battles so far. Under his direction, I feel like we could never lose. Lord Roy will surely lead us to victory. Lot: I see... ...You're not the one to favor somebody just because he's your master. So if you say so, it must be true. Then I better start believing, too...in our victory, and our leader.
Clarine	Lance	C	Clarine: Oh? You are... Lance: Ah, you must be Lady Clarine, princess of the Reglay family. I am Lance, knight of Pherae. We are honored to have someone of your stature among us. Please forgive any impudence you may have experienced so far. We are in a war, and people are uptight. Clarine: Oh... Yes, I shall forgive that for you. Understood? This is for you, and it makes you very special! All right? Lance: Yes, thank you, my lady. Now, let me take your hand... Clarine: My... You have much respect for a countryside knight. Lance: I am honored. Clarine: O-Of course, you are still nothing compared to our knights. Lance: Forgive my lack of prowess, my lady.
Clarine	Lance	B	Clarine: Lance. Lance: Lady Clarine, is there something I can do for you? Clarine: As the princess of the Reglay family, I order you to protect me from now on. Lance: That means... Clarine: You are a little weak to be defending me, to tell the truth... But since we are in these conditions, I will settle with you. You must stay by my side and defend me at all times. Understood? Lance: If Lord Roy orders it. Clarine: But... I am ordering you! Lance: If I may object, my lady, I cannot follow those orders even if they are from you. A knight must serve his master, and only his master. One who forgets that can no longer be called a knight. Clarine: I... I know that! I was just testing your loyalty as a knight! Lance: Yes, my lady. Forgive my rudeness. Clarine: W-Well, anyway, you have passed the test. Be proud of it!
Clarine	Lance	A	Clarine: Lance! Lance: Yes, Lady Clarine? Clarine: Even if you are not my knight... It is true that we are a princess and a knight, am I correct? Lance: Yes, of course, my lady. Clarine: T-Then... I shall hereby permit you to kiss my hand. Lance: Yes, thank you, my lady. Clarine: Lance, you do understand, do you not? This is to make clear the difference in our status. There is no more meaning to it than that! Lance: Yes, of course, my lady. Clarine: Yes...of course... ...You could be a little more...disappointed... Lance: Did you say something, my lady? Clarine: N-No! Nothing!
Sue	Wolt	C	Wolt: All right, where's the next enemy... Sue: ...... Wolt: ? Do you need something, Sue? Sue: You use a bow, too. Wolt: Yeah, I do. Sue: Why don't you ride on a horse? Wolt: Why? Well... I've always fought like this, on my feet. Sue: Isn't it hard to fight on the ground? Wolt: No, not really. I mean, I think it would be harder trying to shoot from horseback. Sue: I see... Wolt: Uh, Sue? ...What was that all about?
Sue	Wolt	B	Sue: Wolt. Wolt: Oh hi, Sue. Sue: I still think it's better on horseback. Wolt: What? ...Do you mean about fighting with a bow? Sue: Yes. With a horse, it's easier to approach and step back from your target. Wolt: Well, I'm sure it's up to each his own... Wait, did you actually get off your horse and try shooting from the ground? Sue: I wouldn't know unless I actually try. Wolt: But that's dangerous! If you do something you're not used to during battle, you could get yourself killed! Sue: No, not in battle. I was just shooting at some trees during our breaks. Wolt: Oh... Sue: Thank you. Wolt: ? Sue: Thank you for being concerned about me. Wolt: Well... We're allies in the same army, right?
Sue	Wolt	A	Sue: Wolt? What's the matter? You're out of breath. Wolt: ...Geez, it sure is tough trying to keep up with a horse... I mean, remember how you said that it was easier to keep up with your target on horseback? So... Sue: You tried it? Wolt: I wouldn't know unless I actually try. Remember? Sue: How did you do? Wolt: Well, you can't beat a horse's speed. Still, I think it's more stable on foot, so... Sue: I thought it was dangerous to try something you're not used to during battle? Wolt: ...Oh. ...Well, I only tried it for a little bit, so it's okay. Sue: If you want to take advantage of a horse's speed, you can ride behind me. Wolt: That's all right with you? Sue: Although, I don't think you'll be able to shoot very well. Wolt: Shoot very well? I probably wouldn't even be able to stay on! Yeah... I think I should stay on the ground. It seems to be more fit for me. Sue: Haha... Perhaps you're right.
Astolfo	Bors	C	Astolfo: Yo, Bors. Bors: Astolfo... What is the matter? Astolfo: Nah, nothing's the matter. I just wanted to say hi. Haha... Bors: ...... This smell... Are you drinking? Astolfo: Ah, yeah. I was so bored, so I decided to have a little one... Bors: Bored? We are in the middle of a battle... Astolfo: Hey, all I can do is open chests and doors... I can't fight at all. Well, I'll leave the fighting to you and be on my way. Sorry to bother you... Bors: ......
Astolfo	Bors	B	Astolfo: Oh, Bors. Long time no see. Bors: Astolfo... I think you should...restrain a little from your drinking. There are others watching, and you are setting a bad example. Astolfo: Hey, Bors... Bors: ...Yes? Astolfo: I'm sorry...about Lord Hector... Bors: ...... Astolfo: I heard there was a traitor in the Lycian League... If I'd have gotten off my lazy ass and had been doing my job properly, that wouldn't have happened... Lord Hector would never have lost...as long as he had the right information... Bors: ...... It is not your fault. Astolfo: And, you know... The rebellion. It was obvious that it was going to break out...and still I couldn't do anything. Heh, talk about being totally worthless... You all must feel sorry for Lord Hector...having such a useless spy like me... Haha...ha... Bors: ...... Astolfo: Damn... I'm out of booze...
Astolfo	Bors	A	Bors: Astolfo. Astolfo: Eh...? Oh, Bors. Come on, have a drink with me... Bors: Stop blaming yourself. Astolfo: ...... Bors: We lost Lord Hector. The responsibility lies in all of us. But... Still...we must not look back to the past. We must move forward. We have to make the dream that Lord Hector couldn't fulfill come true. And we need you for that, Astolfo. Astolfo: ...... You...why? Why do you...defend a drunken, useless wretch like me...? Bors: That is because you are a knight of Ostia. Astolfo: ...A knight? Who...me? Bors: Although you have not been officially knighted... You fought with your life to defend Lord Hector. That is more than enough to make you a loyal knight. At least I think so. Astolfo: ...... ...Bo...rs... I... Bors: Astolfo, let us walk the path...and fulfill the dream of our master.
Astolfo	Igrene	C	Igrene: You...! Astolfo: Hm? Igrene: Oh...! Is it… Is it really you? Astolfo: Whoa, what the? What’s going on? I’m Astolfo. Just a measly thief. Igrene: ...You look like him... You look so much like…my husband... Astolfo: Your husband? Igrene: I lived with my husband in Arcadia. ...That is, until he suddenly left without saying a word... Astolfo: Huh. And he looks exactly like me? Well, they say that there are at least three people on the continent with the same face. Igrene: Wait! Let me see your leg. Astolfo: Hey hey, what’re you doing? Igrene: When I first met him, I found him collapsed in the desert. The heat got to him, and he lost his memory of his past. He had blade wounds all over his body, and he had a particularly bad injury on his leg. It never fully healed, and it left a scar. Astolfo: Well, I’m not your man. My legs are clean, I don’t have a scary looking scar like that on either of them. Well, I have to get going. Igrene: Oh...
Astolfo	Igrene	B	Igrene: ...... Astolfo: You again? Igrene: Are you... Are you really not him? Astolfo: Nope. But hey, I can’t believe this guy. He must be a real bastard to dump such a beautiful woman like you. Igrene: ...... Please, let me tell you about him. Astolfo: All right. Igrene: As I was treating his wounds, we started living together. We lived happily for several years. Slowly, his memory started returning to him. I was happy about it, but I was also...scared. Astolfo: ...... Igrene: One day, bandits attacked Arcadia. My husband left to fend them off, and never came back. Astolfo: ...... Igrene: The corpses of the bandits all sunk into the quicksand. I couldn’t find my husband, so I thought he had followed the same fate. Astolfo: Well, then, that must be what happened. Igrene: But... I can’t help thinking in the bottom of my heart that he might be alive somewhere... Astolfo: Ah. I see. Igrene: But… If he were alive, he wouldn’t just disappear without saying anything... Astolfo: He probably wouldn’t be leading such a glamorous life anyway, even if he were alive. I say you forget about him and move on. Hey, I know. Maybe I can give you a kiss in place of that guy... Igrene: ! (Igrene leaves) Astolfo: Ow... Oh well...
Astolfo	Igrene	A	Igrene: Oh... Astolfo: Okay, I suppose the rejected man should slink away now... Igrene: Wait! Golrois...! ...I mean, Astolfo. Astolfo: ...... Igrene: Please look at this... My husband was carrying it when I first met him. Astolfo: What are these scribbles? Igrene: They’re not scribbles. This is an emblem given to Lycian spies. I also did some research on what kind of work they do... And…I now understand... Astolfo: ...... Igrene: Spies carry information that is incredibly dangerous to the enemy if it is leaked. If a spy gets caught, the enemy will dig deep down into his weaknesses. Family members and lovers are taken as hostage... And the spy is put through endless torture until he spills every bit of information that he has. That’s why spies have to be alone... They must not make families or friends, or lovers... Astolfo: ...I’m sorry to say this to you, but… That guy is dead. He was devoured by the quicksand of Nabata. All this stuff about spies and whatnot... It’s just your imagination. Or perhaps you saw an illusion in the desert heat. Igrene: ...... I...see... Then... I must have been dreaming... I must have had a dream of a short period of happiness... Astolfo: ...Igrene. ...No... Sorry, forget it. Igrene: ...... Astolfo: Just...forget it all. ...Please.
Bors	Lilina	C	Bors: Lady Lilina... Has something been bothering you lately? Lilina: Eh... No, everything's fine. Bors: Are you sure...? I have been given orders by Lord Hector to protect you at all costs. Lilina: And? Bors: So if something has happened, I should know about it so I can protect you well... Lilina: I said, nothing's wrong! Bors: B-But you wouldn't be so...touchy in your normal state... Lilina: Touchy!? I'm not being touchy! Bors: Yes, but... Lilina: Just be quiet, Bors! You're annoying me. Bors: W-Where are you going, my lady? Lilina: Someplace where I won't have to listen to you. Bors: Lady Lilina!
Bors	Lilina	B	Lilina: Bors, uh... About the other day... Bors: The other day? Lilina: I wanted to apologize. Bors: To me? Lilina: You were just being concerned for me, and I just blew up at you like that... I'm sorry. Bors: Please...don't be. Lilina: ...Will you hear why I'm so irritated? I think I need someone to talk to... Bors: If I would suffice. Lilina: It's about Roy... What do you think about him? Bors: Well... I think he has grown splendidly well to be a wise and caring leader to us all. Lilina: But the Roy I know would have mismatched buttons on his suit, and he wouldn't be able to do one dance step properly... So I always thought I had to take care of him. Bors: ...... Lilina: But Roy's suddenly changing... He's gotten so...grown up, you know? He seems like such a faraway person now... Bors: ...My lady, Lord Roy has not changed as much as you think. Lilina: Do you think so? Bors: It is true that he has grown and matured, but that does not change the nature of a person. Lord Roy's nature is still the same as you know it to be, my lady. Lilina: Yeah, that's right... Thank you for listening to me, Bors. Bors: Of course, my lady.
Bors	Lilina	A	Bors: You look much better today, my lady. Lilina: Yes, I feel much better now. Bors: That is good to hear. Lilina: It's not like Roy was avoiding me or anything... It was just that he seemed to be changing, and that I was getting left behind. Bors: ...... Lilina: I was just jumping to conclusions and fretting over nothing... Once I realized that, it suddenly seemed so silly. I'm still a kid, aren't I? Bors: Lady Lilina... Lilina: Bors, will you always stay by my side from now on? Bors: ...I am a knight, and my loyalty is with you. As long as you need me, I shall always be there for you. Lilina: Thank you, Bors...
Barthe	Bors	C	Bors: Ah, Barthe. It's been a long time. Barthe: Yes, it has. It seems that you have become stronger since you left. Bors: They were tough battles indeed. Barthe: Well, I wasn't just sitting around in Ostia, either. I was training myself at the arena, preparing myself for when a battle breaks out. Bors: ...That arena. Sorry for saying this, but...I really don't approve of it. A knight, fighting to make money? That's... Barthe: No one has a need for a weak Armor Knight. I will keep training myself to prevail in battle. Bors: Well... You haven't changed at all, I see. Barthe: Neither have you.
Barthe	Bors	B	Bors: Barthe... Was it all right with you? Barthe: About what? Bors: Did you not want to go into battle alongside Lord Hector? After all, you were always saying that a knight's true purpose is to go out and fight. Barthe: ...It would be a lie to say that I didn't feel that way. But I figured that staying here and protecting this land and Lady Lilina would also be a form of battle. Bors: I see... Barthe: But I allowed Lady Lilina into the hands of the enemy. I was naive... Somewhere at the bottom of my heart, I believed that Ostia was at peace. Bors: Don't blame yourself... You need to fix that part of you. Barthe: Yes, I do... Well, whenever I talk to you, it seems that I reveal my inner feelings. Bors: We've been friends ever since we were knighted. Even if we try to hide something, we could easily see through it. Barthe: Haha... Exactly.
Barthe	Bors	A	Barthe: Bors, I always wanted to ask you... Bors: Ask me what? Barthe: Why did you become an Armor Knight? Bors: Because I wanted to protect those I love with this armor. Barthe: I see. Bors: What about you? Barthe: I became an Armor Knight because they are the strongest fighters. I believe that in a 1 on 1 battle, no other unit can match the Armor Knight. ...Which is probably why I couldn't protect Lady Lilina against a large horde... Bors: That again? Barthe: That happened because I wasn't strong enough. If I had enough power to stop the rebellion all on my own, I would not have allowed the situation to get out of hand. I must become stronger still. Bors: ...I see. ...Then you are to become a spear stronger than any other. And I shall become a shield tougher than any other. Barthe: A spear and a shield... Bors: Let us together make the way for the lives that we shall lead in the future. Barthe: Sounds good, friend!
Bors	Ogier	C	Ogier: Sir Bors? You are Sir Bors, right? Bors: Oh... Who are you? Ogier: I'm Ogier of the Ostia Armor Knights. I have heard of you from Gwendolyn. Bors: Ah, from her... So you are our newest member? Ogier: Yes. I'm pleased to meet you. Bors: But...you don't seem to be an Armor Knight. Ogier: Yes, I figured that I would fill in the parts that our squad is lacking in. Bors: Ah, I see. That's very noble of you. Not many can do the same. Ogier: Thank you.
Bors	Ogier	B	Ogier: I heard from Sir Barthe, but you have beaten even him once, right? Bors: Yes. Just once, in a martial arts tournament held in Ostia. Ogier: What was the battle like? Bors: Well... To tell the truth, I actually don't remember very well. Ogier: What? Was the battle with Sir Barthe so boring that you don't even remember? Bors: That's not it. It was because I don't fight for the sake of fighting. That time I was forced to participate, and I wasn't interested in the tournament itself. So I've already forgotten most of what happened in it. Ogier: ...... Bors: Ogier, there must always be a cause in battle. You must never fight for the sake of fighting.
Bors	Ogier	A	Ogier: Sir Bors, you said the other day that there must always be a cause in battle. Bors: Yes. And for that cause, you must be willing to go through any and all hardships. Do you have such a cause? Ogier: Well...unfortunately, I don't. I became a mercenary to feed my family. So I don't really have a cause... Bors: You've got one right there. Ogier: Huh? Bors: Feeding your family is a great cause. And for that cause, you train yourself and become stronger, stronger than anybody else. Ogier: Y-Yes! Bors: A cause is not just limited to large scale things like defending your country or saving the world. All right?
Bors	Gwendolyn	C	Gwendolyn: Bors? Bors: O-Oh! Hello, Gwendolyn. What a, uh, coincidence! Gwendolyn: It is good to see that you are well. Did you need something, brother? Bors: No... I didn't. I was just walking around, and I ran into you, yes. Gwendolyn: I...see. Bors: Are you hurt? Is your armor too heavy? Gwendolyn: No, I am fine, brother. Well, I must be off... Bors: You're going already? You could rest a while longer... Gwendolyn: Thank you for your consideration, but I really must be off. The battle is starting. Bors: Y-Yes, of course... Of course you should.
Bors	Gwendolyn	B	Gwendolyn: ...Bors? Bors: Oh, Gwendolyn... Just running in to you like this... Pure coincidence, yes... Gwendolyn: Is something...wrong? Bors: Ah, no no, nothing. Well, since we've met again like this, why don't we stop and talk a little? Well, are you hurt? Is your armor not too heavy? Gwendolyn: No, I'm fine. Thanks for your consideration. Bors: Are you taking care of your spear and your helmet well? Gwendolyn: Yes. Bors: Are you eating properly? Do you have any worries that you want to talk about? Gwendolyn: I'm fine. Bors: Have you made a lot of friends? Any boyfriends...
Bors	Gwendolyn	A	Gwendolyn: Bors... Bors: Whoa, W-Gwendolyn! We certainly meet a lot... Gwendolyn: Yes, brother. Did you need something? Bors: No, nothing. Just... Gwendolyn: Bors... Bors: Hm? Gwendolyn: I am really grateful for your consideration all the time. But I am a knight of Ostia. I'm training myself so I can once become like you. Bors: ...... Gwendolyn: If I want to become strong, I can't be depending on you all the time. I'm going to be fine, really, so please don't worry... I must be off. ...I'm really grateful for you, brother. Bors: ...... ...I see... She's grown so much. I suppose I was the one being childish... Gwendolyn, I wish you luck.
Chad	Elen	C	Chad: Sister! Wait! Hey wait, please! Elen: ...? Me? Chad: Yeah. Sorry I shouted... But I needed to ask you something. Elen: Oh. I will help you if I can. Chad: Okay, if I'm not wrong, one of these herbs is medicinal, right? You can make a vulnerary out of one of them. Elen: Yes, it's this one. I'm surprised that you knew that one of them was medicinal. Chad: Yeah, Father taught us at the orphanage I used to live in. Elen: He's a good man. Chad: Yeah, he sure is! Well I better go. I have to bring him this herb quickly. Elen: Him? Is someone hurt? Chad: Eh? Yeah, he's a traveler, and he got hit by a stray arrow. It's not a large wound, but the bleeding won't stop. Elen: Wait, then my healing staff would work better than the herb. Can you show me to this traveler? Chad: Really!? You would really help him out!? Elen: Yes. Chad: Gee, thanks! Then let's hurry!
Chad	Elen	B	Chad: Miss Elen! Elen: Hello, Chad. Chad: Thanks for your help the other day. That traveler's now fully recovered, and he said that he was really grateful to you. Elen: I just did what I should have. Chad: What? No way! I never would have dreamed that there would be someone who would use an expensive healing staff on a commoner. Elen: What? Chad: Only those of the Elimine Church would treat commoners with healing staves. And even then, it would only be if the wound were severe enough to kill the victim or something. Elen: ...Really? Chad: Yeah. At least it was like that in the countryside of Lycia, where I used to live. But we have our own ways of treating wounds too, so most people know about medicinal herbs and stuff. ...We were all doing our best to survive until Bern invaded. Elen: ...I...see. Chad: Wha-? S-Sorry! I didn't mean to make you sad... Elen: No...it's not your fault. It's just that...my... My country... started the war... Chad: !? ...Miss Elen, are you...? Elen: I...come from Bern. Chad: !! ...... Elen: Chad! Wait! ...Chad.
Chad	Elen	A	Elen: ...Chad. Chad: ! Elen: Wait! Don't go! Please...listen to me. Chad: ...... Elen: It's my country that started the war. So I understand...if you have hostility toward me, a native of Bern... Chad: ...... Elen: But why? Why don't I see hate in your eyes, but sadness? Chad: ! Elen: Can you...tell me about it? I want to take at least some of the burden off of your heart... Chad: ...... ...Father...the Father of our orphanage...he died. Bern's soldiers...they came one day. We had a little garden where we grew food. The soldiers...they trampled on it with their horses because... They said that it was in the way of their path. It was a tiny garden with really nothing more than roots, but... Elen: So...Father tried to protect the garden? Chad: Yeah... Even if all we had were roots...they were still food to us. Elen: Chad, you can cry... If you're sad, you have to let it out. Chad: ...I was the oldest of the orphans, so I couldn't be crying. The little kids, and my best friend Lugh... They were in shock after seeing Father get killed right in front of their eyes. It was my job to take care of them. I don't want to lose family anymore... That's why I chose to fight. Elen: You're strong. Chad: My hatred towards Bern is my strength... The drive to avenge Father and to protect the other orphans... That was my purpose in life. I never had any hesitation at all! Elen: Do you hesitate now? Chad: ...To me, the people of Bern are all bastards. They're only thinking about themselves, and they don't give a damn about what happens to others as long as they get their profit! ...Or so I thought, until I met you. Elen: Chad... I'm on your side. I, as an individual, and not as a person of Bern... I want to help you. Do you still hate me now...? Chad: ...I don't know. Elen: Then I'll stay at your side, Chad. I can't replace Father... But I can at least be someone there for you when you need to talk. Chad: ...Have it your way! Elen: Thank you, Chad.
Elen	Lugh	C	Lugh: Sister! I got the medicine and sheets that you asked for. Elen: Thank you, could you leave them there please? Lugh: Yes. Well then, I have to get going. Elen: Wait! Lugh: ? Yes? Elen: Are you an assistant to the transporter? Lugh: No, I'm fighting as well. Elen: What? A child like you...in battle? Lugh: I may be still a kid, but I'm pretty handy with my magic, you know! Elen: No, I wasn't doubting your ability... It's just that...children shouldn't be on the battlefield. Lugh: I'm only 2 years younger than Lord Roy, though. Elen: Lord Roy...well, he has no choice. But that's not the case for you. Lugh: No, I'm no different. I have a reason to fight, too. Elen: But...! Lugh: Thanks for being concerned about me. But I'll be fine. Oh, I have to go! I'm in the middle of an errand. See you later, Sister! Elen: ......
Elen	Lugh	B	Elen: Do you have a moment? Lugh: Oh, the Sister from the other day! Elen: I am Elen. Lugh: I'm Lugh. Elen: You're really fighting in the battlefield... Are you all right? Are you injured? Lugh: I'm fine. I'm small, but I'm pretty fast. Elen: Lugh... I'm still worried about sending such a small child like you into battle... Lugh: Do I look so small? Well if I look at it, it's just as dangerous to send a lady like you into the battlefield. Elen: That...may be true, but... Lugh: That's right! So if you're ever in danger, I'll protect you. You can count on me! Elen: All right, Lugh. But please don't do anything rash.
Elen	Lugh	A	Lugh: Miss Elen! Elen: Lugh? What's wrong? Lugh: I-I thought I saw an enemy near you, so... Phew... But I guess I was wrong. Thank goodness. Elen: You were looking out for me? Thank you. Lugh: Of course! I said I would protect you. Elen: You have such a kind heart... I'm sure God would look favorably on you. Lugh: ... When you smile like that, you look like a saint! Elen: A saint? Me? Lugh: Yes. I was also worried because you always seem to look a little sad. Well, I suppose it can't be helped in a time like this... But I feel so much better when you smile like that! Elen: Lugh, I feel better when I see you smile as well.
Elen	Saul	C	Elen: Are you Father Saul? I am Elen, a Sister of the Elimine Church in Bern. I am pleased to make your acquaintance. Saul: Dear God... Elen: Uh...Father Saul? Saul: I must be blessed to be able to meet such a beautiful lady. And you are a follower of the Elimine Church as well! This must surely be fate. Please, let us meet this evening and we shall discuss the love of God in great depth. Elen: Yes, I would love to. Shall we set up a time now? Any time would work for me... Saul: ...... Are you serious? Elen: You are going to talk about God's love, are you not? Why would I even think of refusing? Saul: But... If you accept so easily, there's no...satisfaction. Elen: Satisfaction? Saul: Oh! Please, never mind. But Elen, are you sure? I am actually rather loose around women, and I may do something undesirable to you... Elen: No, that will not happen. You are a priest. You will surely not do anything like that. Saul: ...Er... I'm sorry, perhaps some other day. Elen: Oh... I was looking forward to it...
Elen	Saul	B	Saul: Why, hello, Elen. Elen: Good day, Father Saul. It is good to see you safe. Saul: ...You are so tense, so uptight! No, that will not do. You must relax your muscles a little. Elen: ...Do you think so? Saul: Yes. Those serving God must be more laid-back and be able to enjoy the finer things in life, like I am. Elen: Yes... But... Saul: I once knew a lady just like you. ...Well, she rejected me, but... Anyway, if you really wish to serve God, then you will see many, many things in this journey. Many things... Things that you would not believe. Elen: Yes... Saul: Life is all about experience. Now then, shall we get back to our little evening talk? This evening would be great. Elen: Yes, I would love to hear you. Saul: Then... Elen: Then I shall invite the others as well. Saul: ...Excuse me? The others? Elen: Yes. If you're going to preach, then it would be that much better if there were more people listening. I'm sure Lord Roy, Merlinus, and also Princess Guinivere would be interested. I shall go ask them if they have any plans tonight. Saul: ...... Well... What to do?
Elen	Saul	A	Elen: Father Saul... Why did you not come that night? Everyone was looking forward very much to your preaching... Saul: Oh, um... My throat wasn't doing too well that day. We can do that some other time. Elen: Yes. Father Saul, you are really a noble person. Saul: ...Excuse me? Noble? Elen: Yes. Usually, you appear to be an impious, improper womanizer. Hardly someone I would call a priest. Saul: ...... Elen: But I finally realized that there was a complicated reason to that. You were putting on a show to show how free the Elimine Church is. Saul: Ah... I, uh...see. Elen: Acting like that would naturally cause misunderstandings... Everyone thinks you're just a lazy man always chasing after women... Saul: ...... Elen: But you purposely walk that path for the benefit of the Church. I surely could not do the same. I sincerely respect you, Father Saul. Saul: Er... Well, anyway, remember to relax once in a while, all right? Elen: Yes, Father Saul.
Elen	Melady	C	Elen: Lady Melady, are you not hurt? Melady: No, Elen, I'm fine. Elen: Oh, if you're going up front, then please take these vulneraries... Melady: Elen, what's the matter? Elen: What? Melady: You seem to be more...helpful than usual. Elen: N-No! By no means! Melady: If you have something to say, then I'm willing to listen. Elen: ...... Melady: Well, I guess I can't force you... But since we are both serving Princess Guinivere, I would appreciate it if you told me. Elen: I-I'm sorry... Melady: Ah, well, I suppose I'll wait until you're ready. Elen: I'm sorry, Lady Melady...
Elen	Melady	B	Elen: Lady Melady! About the other day... Melady: The other day? Elen: Yes, you said that I was being more helpful than usual... Melady: Oh, that. Are you ready to tell me what's on your mind? Elen: Yes. Uh... It's just that...I wanted to apologize. Melady: Apologize? For what? Elen: When Princess Guinivere and I decided to go meet the Lycian League, I didn't consult you at all. Melady: ...... Elen: I just wanted to apologize about that... I knew you had the deepest loyalty for Princess Guinivere, and still... Melady: You just followed Princess Guinivere's orders, like we are supposed to. You have nothing to feel bad about. Elen: But... Melady: Elen, you mustn't always mull over the past like that, if you want to move forward.
Elen	Melady	A	Melady: Elen, you look a lot better now. Elen: Yes, I feel like I relieved myself of a huge load after you were kind enough to listen to me. Melady: Good. Elen: But I'm no good, am I... I am the cleric, I am the one who is supposed to listen to you and relieve your stress...but... Melady: Elen, didn't I tell you before that you mustn't mull over things like that? Elen: Yes... Melady: I'm actually grateful that you didn't tell me when you went off with the Princess. Elen: Thankful...? Melady: Of course. You protected Princess Guinivere for me while I was gone. Elen: Lady Melady... Melady: Let's continue to work together to help Princess Guinivere in the future. So no more feeling down over trivial matters, all right? Elen: Yes.
Elen	Zeiss	C	Zeiss: Elen! Elen: Sir Zeiss!? Zeiss: I knew I saw you in this army. Elen: Yes, I will always be at Princess Guinivere's side... Sir Zeiss, did you join to help Lady Melady? Zeiss: Of course that's part of it, but the main reason that I joined is to see the heart that Princess Guinivere has for Bern. Elen: ? So you will be helping us as well? Zeiss: Well, not entirely, but... Yeah, I guess you're right. Elen: Thank you! You will be of great assistance. Zeiss: Yeah, well, I suppose. Elen: I'm sorry, I must be off... Zeiss: All right, see you.
Elen	Zeiss	B	Elen: Sir Zeiss! Zeiss: Elen, what's the matter? Elen: There was a man over there with an extremely menacing face... Zeiss: What! Where!? Oh, him? ...Elen, that person is in our army. Elen: What? Oh... I...I was so rude! Zeiss: Did you scream or something? Elen: *nods* Zeiss: You're still scared of men? Well, I guess I can't blame you. It was years before you would speak to me normally like this! Elen: I'm sorry... Zeiss: No, it's all right. It's more like you. But could you stop calling me Sir? Elen: Ah...I... Zeiss: Okay okay, don't stress over it... Well then, see you. Just tell me if something happens. Elen: ......
Elen	Zeiss	A	Zeiss: Elen! Elen: Sir...Zeiss. Zeiss: Here. Elen: These flowers... Zeiss: They're the same as the ones you were growing back in Bern, right? Elen: ...... Zeiss: I saw a bunch of them growing on the mountaintop the other day, so I picked a few because I thought you would like them... Elen: ...... Zeiss: Elen? What's wrong? Wait, are these the wrong flowers? Elen: ...Why...? Zeiss: Huh? Elen: Why are you always so...good to me...? Zeiss: Eh? Ah, er, well... Well, we come from the same town, and, uh... I don't know, it's just that I can't...leave you alone, you know? I want to stay by your side and protect you... Would that...not be all right? Elen: No, I'm very glad... But I must stay by Princess Guinivere's side... Zeiss: I know. I'm also a knight of Bern, so I'll protect the Princess with all my strength. So let's defend the Princess, and someday we can return to Bern together! Elen: Yes. Thank you, Zeiss... Thank you...
Dieck	Ward	C	Dieck: Yo, Ward. Come over here for a sec. Ward: Eh? Yes? Dieck: Pay more attention to what's going on around you. You could have nine lives, and it still wouldn't be enough, the way you fight. Ward: But Bro, I'm still alive. With my strength, I can crush anything that crosses my path... Dieck: The idiots who said that in the past all got killed early on. Don't worry me so much. Ward: Well.. If you say so. Dieck: Got it? Good. You don't have to go all out all the time.
Dieck	Ward	B	Dieck: ...Ward. Ward: Bro! Did you see me just now!? I took on three guys with one swing... Dieck: Do you even remember what I told you before? Ward: Huh? Um... Attack? Dieck: No! I told you to pay more attention to what's going on around you! Ward: But Bro, fighting like that just doesn't sit well with me. I'm getting stronger, too. I'll get strong enough so I can crush anything that comes at me. Dieck: Ward! ...That kid can't sit still, can he.
Dieck	Ward	A	Ward: Bro... Dieck: What? Ward: Sorry, you win. The other day I almost got killed, and then I remembered what you told me. Maybe I was getting carried away... Dieck: I see. Ward: So after that, I've been following your advice... Dieck: I can see that you have, 'cause you're still alive. If you can pay attention to the bigger picture, you won't get killed so easily. There's no need to rush. With your strength, you can impress people without always rushing in like that. Ward: ...Bro, you okay? You're like, praising me. It feels...weird. Dieck: Ah, shut up. Come on, let's go.
Dieck	Lot	C	Lot: Bro, what do you think about our employer? Dieck: That kid, Roy? What do you think? Lot: I like him. He's pretty impressive for someone so young. Dieck: Yeah, he is. But... He's young. Too young. Lot: Well, I guess you're right, but... Dieck: I understand why you support him. He's a nice guy, and he's got the brains and guts. But... The battles now are still easy. When he gets to a real battle, in a life or death situation... That's when we'll see how he really is.
Dieck	Lot	B	Dieck: Years ago...when I just became a mercenary... I was only concerned about spreading my fame. Lot: Really... You had such times, too? Dieck: Our squad was sent right in the middle of the enemy lines. We were supposed to go deep into Bern and kill the enemy leader. We waited underground for days...and then the time came. When we went out... dozens of arrows rained down on us. Lot: ! Why...? Dieck: Our employer... He purposely put us there so he could buy time for himself to escape. Our squad was decimated. They killed us all, except for me. They left me alive for torturing purposes. Lot: ...... Dieck: We mercenaries are simply disposables in their eyes. That's the norm. If you don't think like that, you won't be able to take it... Lot: But...that kid, Roy... Dieck: Yeah...he's different. If only I'd known him before...
Dieck	Lot	A	Dieck: So... Looks like we're both still alive. Lot: Yeah. Dieck: ...Funny, isn't it? Lot: What is? Dieck: We're mercenaries. We don't give a damn about who wins, all we care about are our money and our lives. We're best to just walk off rather than stay and get killed. But...it's weird. We're going through all these incredibly tough battles, and I still don't feel like running off. Roy...he makes me feel like I can die for his purpose and not have any regrets. Lot: Of course. I feel that way, too.
Dieck	Shanna	C	Shanna: Hey, Captain! Dieck: Shanna, please. Not 'Captain.' Shanna: Why? Back in Ilia, we always call our leader the captain. Dieck: It doesn't suit me. Shanna: All right, um... Okay, then I'll call you Bro, like Lot and Ward do. Dieck: No. Shanna: Shoot, can't use that, either? Dieck: Just call me Dieck, like you always have. Shanna: No! I feel left out when they call you Bro and I just call you Dieck. Dieck: Don't be ridiculous. Come on, let's go. Shanna: Hey wait! Dieck!
Dieck	Shanna	B	Dieck: Shanna, I see you fighting on your own a lot. Shanna: Yeah. I'm on a pegasus, see? I have a different movement pace than the others, so it's easier to fight on my own... Dieck: All right, then, I want you to slow down to our pace from now on. Shanna: What? But I'm doing fine on my own! Dieck: Everyone gets worried when you just go charging in like that. Shanna: But if I get stronger... Dieck: Can you stand up against a legion in the thousands? Shanna: ...Um, no. Dieck: Then make sure you match your pace with the others, to make sure we can win. Shanna: To make sure we can win, huh? Dieck: Wars aren't fought alone, you know. Shanna: Yeah...
Dieck	Shanna	A	Shanna: Dieck! See how I've been adjusting my pace to the others lately? Dieck: Yeah... But you shouldn't trust them too much, either. Shanna: Huh? That's different than what you were saying before! Dieck: What I said then was a guideline for fighting. What I'm saying now is a guideline for a mercenary. Shanna: For a mercenary... Dieck: A mercenary has to fend for himself. No one's gonna be looking out for you. You've got to be skeptical. You should even be wary that I might be giving out orders just so I can ensure my own safety. Shanna: That's not a problem. Dieck: Eh? Shanna: You wouldn't be thinking things like that. Dieck: You never know. Shanna: I know. So do Lot and Ward. That's why we can entrust our lives to you. Dieck: ...Don't get cocky, kid. Shanna: Teehee...
Clarine	Dieck	C	Clarine: Excuse me, would you mind sitting still? I'll heal your wounds for you... Dieck: What's a kid like you doing in the battlefield? Clarine: !! Dieck: Are you lost? Where are your parents? Clarine: !!! You infidel! Do you have any idea who... Dieck: Yeah, yeah, you're the kid of some high rank nobility, right? That still doesn't explain why you're here. Clarine: !!!! You filthy...! Listen in awe! I am Clarine of the Reglay family of Etruria! Dieck: What? Then you're Lord Pent's... Clarine: Do you know my father? Dieck: Klein's little sister... Clarine: ! You know Klein, too!? Who...are you...? Dieck: No, it's nothing. Forget it. Clarine: No, it's not nothing! Dieck: Clarine, was it? Be careful out there. Clarine: What!? Wait! ...Who is he...
Clarine	Dieck	B	Clarine: ...So, I'm telling you to speak! Who are you? Keeping quiet won't benefit you in any way! Dieck: Don't you ever shut up? Gimme a break, kid... Clarine: My name is Clarine! Dieck: Fine. Well, Miss Clarine, I don't really approve of girls going around chasing after guys' asses. Clarine: What!? You have such a foul mouth...! Dieck: Exactly. You don't want to be around someone like me, now, do you? Clarine: ...I will not be fooled. You are just trying to drive me away. Dieck: Geez, she's not cute at all... Are you really part of that family? Clarine: That's it! I wanted to ask about my brother! Dieck: Dammit, I'm falling into her pace! Cunning kid... Clarine: My name is Clarine! Clarine: Wait! Wait, I say!
Clarine	Dieck	A	Dieck: ...All right, you win. I'll tell you. So just stop following me everywhere... Clarine: Finally, we understand each other. Please begin, I am listening. Dieck: It's really not that big of a deal... It's just that I once worked for your family as a pitfighter. Clarine: !? Then... Are you Dieck? Dieck: Yeah? Clarine: Really? I always wanted to meet you, Dieck! Dieck: What's that supposed to mean? Clarine: You saved my brother's life! Dieck: Who told you? Clarine: Everyone! My father, my mother, my brother... I grew up hearing all these good things about you. Dieck: ...... Clarine: When you left, I was still little... I remember that I always regretted not being able to see you. But now, here we are! Dieck: I see... Well, now you've seen me. Satisfied? Clarine: Yes. Dieck: Good. Then you'll stop hovering around me wherever I go, right? Clarine: Oh, I'll follow you everywhere! Dieck: What... Clarine: If you saved my brother's life, then that means you are an important person to me as well. And I want you to tell me what my brother was like when he was young... Dieck: ...I don't think so. Clarine: Oh! Wait, Dieck! I won't let you go!
Dieck	Rutger	C	Dieck: ! Rutger: ...I see you haven't lost your skill. Dieck: ...Rutger... I keep telling you not to suddenly pop up and attack from behind! Geez, I'd never have enough lives if I had to put up with you. Rutger: Ha... It's already decided that I'll the first one to land a blow on your back. Dieck: All right, obviously we were out to kill each other when we were on different sides. But why the hell are you trying to slice me in half when we're on the same side? Rutger: The others bore me. I need someone of your strength to duel with. Dieck: So I'm gonna get killed because you're bored. Wonderful. Rutger: Oh, sure... As if you've ever let my sword touch you. Dieck: What do you think! I want to live too, you know! Rutger: I'll get you next time for sure. Dieck: Geez...
Dieck	Rutger	B	Dieck: ...... Dieck: Hey! I thought I told you to stop that! Persistent, aren't you...! Rutger: ...... Dieck: ...? You seem to be in a bad mood. Did something happen? Rutger: ...... Dieck: Lemme guess... You found a personal enemy in Bern's ranks? Rutger: ! Dieck: Guess I hit the spot. Then how come you're taking it out on me? Rutger: ...I saw the soldier who led the attack on my hometown, Bulgar. But when I reached him...he was already dead. It was you, Dieck. Those sword marks...it had to be you. Dieck: ...Sorry. If I had known, I would have left him to you. Rutger: ...This is a battlefield. Enemies don't belong to anybody. Dieck: Rutger... Can't you relax a little more? Rutger: ...... Dieck: You can't rush through life...
Dieck	Rutger	A	Dieck: Rutger, you all right? You don't look well. Rutger: ...I'm having trouble sleeping. Dieck: Is it about the leader of the Bulgar attack you saw the other day? Rutger: ...No. Well...maybe. Even after I see him dead, my nightmares still persist. At that attack... They left only me alive... The reason was because I...didn't look like a Sacae native. Dieck: Tough to kill someone with the same colored skin. But you do have Sacaean blood in you, don't you? Rutger: Yes. My father's mother and my mother's father were Sacaean. Bulgar is near Bern's border, so there are a lot of mixed people there. But usually the Sacaean side is stronger in mixed childrens' appearances. But I... Only in me did the Bern side come out more, so I was kept alive... The people of Bulgar...they were kind to me, even though I looked different... But they...they were killed, so brutally! I must destroy Bern...! That one man isn't enough to satisfy my revenge... Dieck: ...I thought you had some kind of burden, but now I see it clearly... Well, guess I'll go along with you. Rutger: I have no need for sympathy! Dieck: Come on, you know how strong I am, right? If you really want to take on Bern, then there's no better ally than me. What do you say? Rutger: ...Suit yourself. Dieck: And so I will. Well then, let's go, partner! Rutger: Dieck... I'm sorry.
Dieck	Klein	C	Klein: Excuse me. Dieck: Do you need something, General Klein? Klein: Dieck...you don't recognize me? Dieck: ...Well, well. I never would've thought that you still remember me. Klein: ! I recognized you at once! You didn't seem to notice me, so I decided to talk to you... Dieck: 13 years... Little Master Klein is all grown up, I see. Klein: You can stop calling me Little Master. I'm already 19 now. I've been working as a general under the king himself. Dieck: Yeah, I know. You've become quite an individual. ...How are Lord Pent and his wife? Klein: They're laid-back as usual. Regardless of the coup d'etat, they still don't seem to be that concerned at all. I really envy them sometimes. Dieck: Well, you've become pretty impressive yourself. Klein: What? What do you mean? Dieck: Well, we can talk about that another time. Klein: Dieck! But we just met...
Dieck	Klein	B	Dieck: Klein! Don't come out front that much. Klein: This is still a safe position. Dieck: You bowmen should stay in the back and cover for us. There's no need for you to come out and put yourself in danger. Klein: Dieck, I told you, I'm not a child anymore. Until now, I've been leading a squad and fighting in the front all the time. Dieck: Sorry, but you're still 'Little Master Klein' in my eyes. If I let you get hurt, I wouldn't know what to say to Lord Pent. Klein: ...If you're being so considerate, then you should come back to our mansion. Dieck, when this war ends, do you want to return home with me? Father and Mother would certainly appreciate it... Dieck: Klein, I appreciate your consideration. But if you really care about your household, then you should stop chatting with a lowly mercenary like me. It won't be good for your future. Klein: !? What... Dieck: You're only talking to me like this because we're in a war. Got it?
Dieck	Klein	A	Klein: Dieck. Dieck: ...Klein, I told you not to come talk to me this often. Klein: ...I wanted to tell you a story. I want you to listen because we're in such turbulent times. ...It was 15 years ago, at Aquileia's best arena. A noble's child was attacked by one of the lions that were to be used in the opening show. Dieck: ...... Klein: A young pitfighter was the one who saved the child. Ordinarily, he was a skilled swordfighter who would defeat men twice his size with ease. But this time he was up against a lion, so he didn't come out unscathed. He was wounded all over his body, and his face suffered four deep scars. Dieck: ...... Klein: The noble hired the swordsman who saved his child into his service. For several years, the young man served as the family's pitfighter and spread his name at the arena. But one day, he suddenly bought his freedom and left. The child, who looked up to the pitfighter as if he were his real brother thought that he was betrayed, and was saddened. ...But now I understand. You were thinking the best for our family... Dieck: You... You were much too kind to me, a simple servant. Lord Pent and his wife raised me as if I were their real child, regardless of the complaints and finger-pointing going on around them. ...That's why I left. Klein: ...I understand how you feel. But I don't agree with you. Dieck: !? Klein: You were always thinking the best for us... But did you ever consider the fact that we were concerned for you as well? I don't want us to be in a relation in which we ignore each other when we meet... Dieck: ...Looks like I was being selfish. Klein: ! Then you'll be with us like family again? Dieck: Yeah, you win, Little Master Klein. I'll be sure to show my face to Lord Pent whenever I get the chance.
Lot	Ward	C	Ward: All right, who's next! Bring it on! Lot: Ward, can't you calm down a bit? Ward: Eh? What's that? You scared, Lot? Lot: As if! Ward: Well then, we're fine, right? I go charging in, and you cover up the small parts for me. We've been doing great like that all this time. Lot: Well, yeah, but... Ward: But what? Lot: Mary asked me to take care of you. Ward: Sis said that? Geez, I'm not a kid anymore... Lot: I hope you're right. Ward: Did you say something? Lot: No, nothing.
Lot	Ward	B	Lot: Ward, you seem to be doing well today. Ward: Of course! I'm always doing great. You better do well, too, you know. You gotta make money to buy medicine for your mom... Lot: ...That's all right, now. Ward: Huh? What do you mean? Lot: Mom, she... She didn't make it. Ward: What!? Why didn't you tell me? Lot: If I told you, you'd be yelling at me to go home to Myu, right? Ward: What do you think! Myu's all alone now. Don't you care about your own sister? Lot: But that was during a job. I couldn't pass it up. Ward: ...Lot? Lot: What? Ward: You're more stupid than I thought. Lot: ...Maybe so.
Lot	Ward	A	Lot: Ward, you're acting strange lately. You got something to say to me? Ward: ...Lot. Lot: Yeah? Ward: Don't die. You better not die. Lot: What the... Ward: If you were killed, what would happen to Myu? She's still just a little girl, and she'll be forced to live on her own. Lot: But you're the same. If you were killed, Mary would be upset. Ward: Oh sure, like that bitch is gonna get upset over me. Lot: ...You don't really feel that way. Ward: ...... Lot: It's not that 'I' won't die. 'We' won't die. Eventually, we'll go home, back to our hometown. Ward: ...It's just a rundown village with dirty rivers and no green at all. Lot: But it's our hometown, and there are people waiting for us there. Ward: Yeah, you're right.
Shanna	Ward	C	Ward: So, who's next! ...? Hey! Shanna! Shanna: Hey, Ward. What's wrong? Ward: Don't be scurrying around the front lines so much. Shanna: What!? Scurrying around!? Ward: It's annoying when some weakling who gets shot down so easily by a puny archer is flying around all over the place! Shanna: Oh, yeah!? Well, it's a pain for me to have some slow axefighter with no brains fighting near me as well! Haven't you ever heard of the concept of dodging? Ward: What did you say! You pickin' a fight with me!? Shanna: You're the one picking the fight! Well, even if we do fight, there's no way that slow axe of yours is gonna reach me up here. Ward: Hey... Shanna! No fair! Get down here! Shanna: No way! Catch me if you can, slowpoke! Ward: Goddammit! Why does she always have to mess things up for me!?
Shanna	Ward	B	Shanna: Phew... Ward: A little early to be relaxing, ain't it? Shanna: Ow! Hey! What did you do that for? Ward: There was an enemy archer aiming at you from the bushes. Shanna: What... Ward: And here you are, taking it easy. What an idiot. Shanna: Idiot? Who's an idiot! Ward: Someone who just decides to relax during a battle seems like an idiot to me. You're lucky I just happened to pass by. If not, you would've been a goner by now. Shanna: What!? Hmph, I could easily have taken care of a single archer. You didn't have to put me in your debt by saving me like that. Ward: Oh, is that so! Well excuse me! Fine then, I'll just be watching from now on. Good luck! Shanna: That idiot! I couldn't thank him...
Shanna	Ward	A	Ward: Where did she go? Shanna: Oh, it's Ward. What are you doing here? I told you to leave this part up to me. Ward: That doesn't mean you just go flying off on your own! We have to listen to the leader's orders... Shanna: But if we just sit around waiting for orders, we could miss a big chance! Ward: Don't you get it!? What if you just dashed out on your own into a bunch of enemy archers! How come we always have to have people like you who just don't think before they act... Shanna: ? I thought you were angry about me flying off on my own. Ward: Of course I am! We need to work as a team in a battle... Shanna: Then what was all that about the archers and stuff? Ward: !! T-That was... Shanna: ...Were you worried about me? Ward: W-W-What are you talking about! N-N-No way! I-I was just telling you about how we should act in battle... Shanna: Ward, you're tripping over your words. Ward: Erg... Shanna: Hey, Ward. Ward: What? Shanna: Thanks. Ward: ...Gimme a break. That's not like you at all. Shanna: Teehee... Yeah, you're right.
Echidna	Ward	C	Echidna: Hey, you're from the Western Isles, aren't you? Ward: How did you know? Echidna: I can tell by your face. Ward: Really? Something tells me otherwise... Echidna: Are you going back to your hometown after the war? If you are, I could use your help. Ward: Help doing what? Echidna: Now you're talking. You see, I have a plan to build a new village on the Western Isles for those people who lost their homes in the war. I was wondering if you could help out. Ward: What do you want me to do? Echidna: Oh, lots of things. Chopping firewood, laundry, cooking... Ward: ...I'm not a servant, you know. I'm going to live as a mercenary. Sorry, but could you ask someone else... Echidna: So that means you'll help us out. I knew just by looking at your eyes that you'd understand... Ward: Wait, that's not what I said! Don't put words in my mouth! Echidna: ...Don't lie to yourself. You know you want to. Ward: Right, I know I don't want to! Echidna: Come on, your eyes are saying that you want to help. Ward: No, they're not!
Echidna	Ward	B	Echidna: Hey. Ward: You again... I'm not helping, all right? Echidna: Trust me, you don't want to be a mercenary. You never know when you're going to die. And besides, you're weak. Ward: Erg... You'll regret saying that... You don't want to piss me off. Echidna: Oh? Ward: What are you looking at me like that for! I once killed monsters stronger than any human, you know! Echidna: Wow, now that's something. What kind of beast was it? Ward: ...Near my village...there's this weird cave. When I was a kid, there were rumors that the cave was filled with strange creatures. So one day I took Lot and went to defeat them. Echidna: Yeah? Ward: The inside of the cave was damp... I could tell something wasn't right. Lot was scared, but I was fine. I led the way...and suddenly, there they were. The monsters were crawling all over the cave floor. Long, skinny bodies writhing around, and they were all scaly and spotted... Echidna: Snakes? Ward: ...... ...Well, I guess they did sorta look like snakes. But these were no ordinary snakes. They were real monsters, with poison and strange dances and all sorts of moves... Echidna: Yeah...I guess. Where is this cave? Ward: ...What? Echidna: I'll go check it out on the way to the village site. I'm kind of curious about it now. Ward: B-But I already killed all the monsters, so... Echidna: You said they were all over the cave floor. One might have escaped. They're no ordinary snakes, right? I really want to see them. Ward: Erg...
Echidna	Ward	A	Echidna: Well, we meet again. Well? Doesn't looking at my face make you want to help out? Ward: No. ...But... When this war is over, it might be a good idea to go back to my hometown. If I get bored, I might drop by and help. Echidna: Do you have family back home? Ward: What? Yeah, I have an older sister who's always yelling at me. Echidna: ...Sigh... You're pretty stupid, aren't you? Ward: Stupid? What do you mean by stupid... Echidna: You've got a home to return to. You've got someone waiting for you. Then go home. You shouldn't worry your family so much. Ward: ...... Echidna: You can help us out if you want, but first, you have to go back home to your sister. Got it? Ward: Y-Yeah, you don't have to tell me... Damn, it feels like I've got another older sister now...
Lot	Shanna	C	Lot: Shanna, don't come out front that often. Pegasi are prey to archers. Shanna: Yeah, I know. Lot: And you're frail, so make sure you retreat if it gets dangerous. Shanna: Uh-huh. Lot: And... Shanna: Lot! You're such a worrier. I am a knight, you know. Lot: But you're still a knight in training. Shanna: Well, yeah, but... Lot: Then remember that you can never be overly cautious in battle. The best way to stay alive is to always be wary. Shanna: ...Yes, sir.
Lot	Shanna	B	Lot: Shanna, why do you always go charging in like that? Shanna: But Lot... Lot: No buts. You know, you should be more... Shanna: ...Lot? Lot: ? Shanna: How come you're always so concerned about me? Oh wait, I get it. Aww, I never knew you felt that way about me! Lot: Yeah, you wish. Shanna: Then why? Lot: ...I have a little sister back home. Shanna: Sister? Does she look like me or something? Lot: No, not at all. Shanna: Then... Lot: She's a lot younger than you. She's not even ten years old yet. So I get real worried when I'm out here like this... Shanna: ...... Lot: Shanna, you've got an older sister, right? Shanna: Yeah, not just one, but two. Lot: Then take care of yourself, for your sisters' sakes. Imagine how they'd feel if something happened to you. Shanna: Yeah...you're right. I'll be more careful.
Lot	Shanna	A	Shanna: Hey, Lot! Lot: Shanna. You seem to be doing well lately. Shanna: See? I'm being more careful now, right? I'm not just rushing in anymore. Lot: Yeah, compared to before. Shanna: Shoot, just 'compared to before,' huh... Oh yeah, I had something to tell you, too. Lot: Something to tell me? Shanna: Yeah. The things that you should be careful of in battle! Do you want to hear them? Lot: Well, yeah. Shanna: Then give me your ear for a sec. Lot: Okay... Like this? Shanna: ...Don't stress yourself too much, big brother. Lot: What the...! Shanna: And that was from Lot's cute little sister! Lot: Hey! Shanna! Shanna: Hahahaha!
Echidna	Lot	C	Echidna: Hey, you're from the Western Isles, right? Lot: Yeah... How did you know? Echidna: Easy, your face. All men from that area have features like that. Lot: ...We do? Echidna: Are you going back home after the war? If you are, I could use your help. Lot: Yeah? Echidna: I'm planning on building a new village in the Western Isles. It'll be for people who lost their homes in the war. I want you to help build it. Lot: All right, I'll do what I can... Echidna: Really? Thanks. Lot: But I can't promise. I can only help if I survive the war. Echidna: Saying things like that already? Lot: I'm just saying it because it's entirely possible. I can't be making empty promises if I don't know whether I'll survive or not... Echidna: You're such a worrier for someone so young. You'll be getting gray hairs before you're thirty at that rate. Lot: ...I will?
Echidna	Lot	B	Echidna: Hey, it's you again. Lot: You're the one who wanted to build the village... Echidna: Right, the plan's coming along smoothly. A free village, open to anybody... That's my dream. Lot: Do you have the money to build it? Echidna: ... Well, we're suddenly getting realistic. You see...actually I don't. But I know of the mines in the Western Isles, so I'm planning on going in and hitting a jackpot... Lot: That seems pretty unrealistic to me... ...Oh, wait. I know of an old, deserted mine. Echidna: Really? Lot: Yeah, I went there with Ward when I was a kid. There were rumors that the place was haunted, so nobody went near it. Echidna: I see. Lot: Ward seemed really scared, he probably believed the rumors. We went in a little, and suddenly Ward screamed and starting running towards the entrance. So I followed him out. Echidna: Was there something in there? Lot: Yeah, snakes. Lots of them. They covered the whole cave floor. I was trying to figure out why there were snakes in there... But anyway, the mine was closed because of them. Echidna: I see... So there might still be some gold left in there. Sounds interesting. We might be able to get the money for the village there. Say, can you take me there when we get the chance? Lot: I don't mind... But it'll be dangerous. Echidna: Oh, that won't a problem. You'll be there to protect me. Lot: ...Me?
Echidna	Lot	A	Echidna: Hey, how are you doing? Lot: Yeah, I'm still alive. Echidna: Don't you die. I'm counting on you to survive. Lot: I don't plan on dying. I have a sister back home. And also... Echidna: Also what? Lot: No, nothing. Echidna: Oh, I get it. You've got a speical somebody waiting for you, eh? Well, well, aren't you the lucky man. Lot: ...... Anyway, I'm planning on going home soon, granted I stay alive... Echidna: Are you worrying about that again? Lot: The enemy is getting stronger all the time. I don't know how much longer I can hold out... Echidna: ...... Lot: I know that we'll win in the end... But I don't know whether I'll be able to go home. Echidna: Come on, don't be so stupid. Lot: ...I'm stupid? Echidna: Someone of your age should be enjoying life! I know you're probably worrying about your sister and all sorts of things. But you have to go running around more freely. You'll probably run into walls and hit your head from time to time, but that's life. Lot: ...I don't think I want to be hitting my head. Echidna: Don't worry, even if you die, I'll take care of things for you. So you can go out and get killed without any worries! ...You know? Lot: ...... She seemed to be saying something different than what she was originally talking about... But...was she trying to cheer me up?
Shanna	Zelot	C	Shanna: Zelot! Zelot: Shanna. Shanna: Hey Zelot... Oh wait, you're now my brother because you're Juno's husband... Zelot: You can call me as you wish. Shanna: Oh, right! I wanted to ask you something. How did you meet Juno? Zelot: Well... Perhaps some other time. Shanna: Why? Don't be mean. Come on, tell me! Zelot: No, I'm not being mean... You'll understand when you grow up, but you shouldn't go around asking things like that... Shanna: But I really want to know... As your sister, I should know these things... Shanna: Zelot? Wait!
Shanna	Zelot	B	Shanna: Zelot! Zelot: ...You won't let me go, will you? Shanna: But I'm family to you. I want to know about my relatives... Zelot: Hm... All right, I suppose. ...We first met in battle in Etruria. Juno's pegasus squad was hired by our enemy side. Shanna: Whoa... Zelot: I attempted to settle things peacefully through discussion. Juno was a beautiful and caring woman, so things went well. And then, things just progressed after that. Shanna: What were your proposal words? Zelot: Y-You want me to tell you that much? Shanna: Yes. I'm your family...aren't I? Zelot: Er... Shanna: Did you propose first? Or was it Juno? Zelot: Well...
Shanna	Zelot	A	Shanna: I'm glad you turned out to be a good person. You and Juno really looked perfect together. Zelot: Thank you. I'm relieved that you didn't start hating me. Shanna: Why would I hate you? You strong, you're kind... And besides, you're the man Juno fell in love with. Zelot: By the way... What about you? Do you have someone in mind? Shanna: Sorry, that's a secret! Zelot: W-What? After making me confess that much, you're not telling me? Shanna: We're family. Family members have to have some secrets! Zelot: W-Wait, Shanna... Shanna: See ya!
Shanna	Thea	C	Shanna: Hey! Big sister! Thea: ...Shanna, this is a battlefield. What if an archer heard you screaming like that? Shanna: Don't worry. No archer could hit me. Thea: ...Sigh... ...Shanna, where are your reins? You could fall off your pegasus without them. Shanna: Well, I took them off. Thea: Took them off? Shanna, you never know what can happen. So considering all possibilities... Shanna: Thea, you're such a worrier! Flying is more enjoyable without all the extra gear on. See ya! Thea: Shanna, wait! I'm not finished yet... ...Sigh.
Shanna	Thea	B	Shanna: Thea... You're starting to get annoying... Thea: I'm saying these things for your sake. If you can't listen to your big sister, I won't let you on your pegasus anymore. Shanna: What!? But... Thea: Shanna, it's your fault. Shanna: You're always like that! Always saying I'm the one to blame... You could say it in a little...kinder tone... Thea: But! That's because you...! Shanna: No! I hate you! Thea: ...... Shanna: ...... Thea: Shanna... ...Um... Shanna: W-What the!? What did you just do!? Thea: Juno, she... She used to pet our heads like this, right? I'm your big sister too, so... I thought I should make you feel better... Shanna: ...... Thea: Shanna, I'm sorry... I can't be kind like Juno, can I... Shanna: Thea... ...Did you hit your head or something? Thea: ...... This child... All right, I don't care anymore. You can fend for yourself from now on! Shanna: Hey, wait! Sorry! I just had to say it...
Shanna	Thea	A	Shanna: Hey! Thea! Thea: ...What? Shanna: I'm sorry about the other day. But I was really happy that you cared about me so much. I really love you, big sister Thea! Thea: ...... ...How can you say such things without getting embarrassed... I really envy you sometimes... Shanna: What about you? Do you love me, too? Thea: ...There's no need to say that out loud... Shanna: You...don't love me...? Thea: It's just that... You don't have to say it here, in the middle of... Shanna: Oh... I...didn't know. Thea... you always hated me... Thea: All right, all right! I love you! Of course I love you. You're my only little sister. I'll...I'll always care for you. Shanna: Teehee... Thanks. See you! Thea: ...That child...
Juno	Shanna	C	Shanna: It's big sister Juno! Juno: Shanna. Have you been well? Shanna: Yes! Really well. Juno: It's already been a year since you left for your training... Are you getting along with the members of the mercenary band? I heard they were all men, but are you doing all right? Shanna: Yeah, I'm doing fine! They're all really nice people. And I'm doing really well in battle, too! I'm the one doing all the work. Juno: Really? Shanna: And then! After we joined with Lord Roy, the enemies started getting stronger... But still it's as if I defeated all of them! Juno: Wow... That's amazing. You've been working hard, Shanna... Shanna: Teehee...
Juno	Shanna	B	Shanna: Juno! Juno: What is it, Shanna? Shanna: Teach me how to ride a pegasus like you. The way you fly is really neat. I wish I could fly like that... Juno: I'd like to, but not now. We're in a battle. I can teach you when we have some free time... Shanna: ...Oh. Then let's practice our move! Juno: Move...? Shanna: The Triangle Attack! Juno: Oh, that move that Mother used to tell us about... But we need Thea to do the Triangle Attack. Shanna: Oh...right. Then, um... Juno: What's the matter, Shanna? Shanna: We just met after a long time, right? I don't want to be separated so quickly again... Juno: ...You always used to stick to me like that ever since you were little. Shanna, I want you to be a good girl and wait until the war is over. Then you can be close to me however much you want... Shanna: Yeah...you're right. Okay!
Juno	Shanna	A	Shanna: Juno! Juno: Shanna. I haven't told you this yet, but... Shanna: What? Juno: While you were away, we had a baby girl. Shanna: What!? A baby between you and Zelot!? Where, where? I want to carry her... Juno: I can't bring her to the battlefield, Shanna. I entrusted her to the nannies back home. You can see her when we go home. Shanna: Yay! Juno's baby...she must be so cute! Oh, I really want to see her. Juno: You will, don't worry. Shanna: Wait. Then... That makes me an...aunt? But I'm still so young...
Chad	Lugh	C	Lugh: Chad! There you are. Chad: ? Something smells good... Lugh: Here you go. That's your share. Chad: Hey, baked tarts! Where'd you get these? Lugh: The meal delivery man gave me some extra ones. Chad: ...Man, they look good... I can really have them? Lugh: Of course. Chad: Yes! ...Man, these are good! Lugh: Haha! Chad: What? Lugh: Oh, sorry. It's just that you always look really happy when you're eating. Chad: I do? Lugh: Yeah. I think that's one of the best things about you. Chad: W-What the... I'm not gonna give you anything even if you praise me. I-I'll be going now. Thanks for the food! Lugh: Haha, that's nothing to be embarrassed about.
Chad	Lugh	B	Chad: Lugh! Here. Lugh: What? Oh, a new pair of shoes! Where did you get this? Chad: I didn't steal it, all right? The other day I came across an old lady who lost her key, so I helped her out. She gave me the shoes. Lugh: Then why don't you wear them? She gave them to you, not me. Chad: No, it's all right. My shoes aren't as beat up as yours, and besides, they're a little small for me anyway. Lugh: But we're about the same height. If they're small for you, they would be small on me, too. Chad: J-Just take them! I'm older, so my feet are a little bigger than yours! Lugh: What? That's not right! Chad: Of course it is! End of story, okay? You better wear those shoes, got it? See you. Lugh: Chad! ...Thanks.
Chad	Lugh	A	Lugh: Chad! What's wrong? Is something on your mind? Chad: Lugh... No, I was just thinking that it's been a long time since we joined this army. I wonder how the little ones are doing... Lugh: Yeah, I wonder. I hope they're being good listening to the Elimine priests... Chad: I wonder if they're waiting for us to return... Lugh: ...Sure they are. We're family, right? Chad: You know...I'm glad that you came with me. Lugh: Oh? Then does that mean you think I'm strong enough? Chad: Well... I already knew that you were strong... Lugh: Then what? Chad: How can I say this... You have a twin brother, Raigh, right? So I kinda felt that even if we three were together, I would be sort of left out. Lugh: What's that supposed to mean! I always thought of you as family, just as much as Raigh! Chad: Yeah, I know! Now I know better. I was just creating a wall around myself and was trapped inside. But now I think of you both as my real family. Lugh: ...Okay, I'll forgive you. You're my older brother, even if you're a little...childish. Chad: What! Lugh, you! Lugh: Hahahaha...
Cath	Chad	C	Cath: Hey. Chad: Whoa! Who are you? Cath: You've got talent. Chad: Yeah, so who are you? Cath: ... You don't know me? I'm Cath, a master thief! Chad: ... Who? Cath: ... Ignorant... I'm your elder. You should respect me, you know. Chad: No. I brushed my stealing skills on my own, and I'll continue to do so from now on. Cath: No, no, you're not going to get any futher on your own. Oh well, I guess you can learn again under my training. Chad: Wait, why would I... Cath: So, you're now my Servant #1. You'll work for me from now on. Chad: Why would I!? Cath: You'd better watch your mouth. Isn't this your bag? Chad: H-Hey! When did you... Give it back!
Cath	Chad	B	Chad: Hey! Cath: Oh, it's you. Chad: Give back my bag! Now! Cath: Whoa... Calm down. Here. Chad: ...... Cath: What are those scribbles? Who is that? Chad: Father... Cath: Father...? ...You're an orphan. Chad: ...I wasn't good in my studies, but when I drew pictures, Father praised me. He said I had clever fingers, and that I could be an artist someday. Cath: ...... I see... ...... ...... Ah! I don't like situations like this. I want to live more optimistically. You should do the same, #1. Chad: What do you mean, #1! Cath: You. You're my Servant #1, remember? Chad: I never agreed to that!
Cath	Chad	A	Cath: Hey, Servant #1. How have you been doing? Chad: ... Fine. Cath: I've been watching you. You seem to have been improving. Well of course you're not as good as I am, though. Chad: Yeah, whatever. I never became your servant, all right. Cath: Hey, wait. If not my servant, how about my partner? Chad: ...Partner? Cath: Right. We can be partners. The famous pair of thieves, out to save the poor! What do you say? Chad: Pair... ...That in itself doesn't sound too appealing. Cath: What? Wait a minute! It's the master thief giving you this offer! Hey! I said wait!
Chad	Raigh	C	Chad: Hey! Raigh! Raigh: ... Chad. Who said you could come talk to me? Chad: Dammit, I wouldn't if I didn't need to. Raigh: What do you want? Chad: Roy... I mean Lord Roy wants to see us. Raigh: Like I care. Chad: Y-You idiot! Don't say such things in such a loud voice! That Merlinus guy'll be after us again! Raigh: What, are you afraid that old geezer? Chad: I sure am. He and Lord Roy are both nobles. Raigh: Haha, so little boy Chad'll go bowing down to power? Chad: ...Laugh while you can. But let me say this. If we go against nobility, we can't complain no matter what happens to us. Lord Roy doesn't seem to be that kind of a person, but I don't know about the others. Raigh: ...... Chad: I don't want to watch someone I know get beat up right in front of me. You've got quite a mouth, but if you don't want to get killed, use it somewhere else. ...I'm going. You better come, too. Raigh: ......
Chad	Raigh	B	Raigh: ...Hey. Chad: ...What? Raigh: You're still stealing and stuff, huh. Chad: ! I've got no choice, all right? I can't use magic like you. All I can do for this army is to pick locks and go gather information... Raigh: Well, it's pretty good if you can do that much. Chad: What? Raigh: You know, the other day when we had go see that Roy person... He said that he appreciated the work of us, who are close to his age. But you were constantly bowing down and saying that you never did anything important. Chad: Yeah? Raigh: You're doing something that only you can do. Then why don't you be proud of it? You look like an idiot, always putting yourself down like that. Chad: ...Uh, are you trying to cheer me up? Raigh: D-Don't be ridiculous! There would be no reason in hell that I would be trying to cheer you up! Chad: Yeah, I thought so. Good, you had me scared for a sec there. Raigh: ...Dammit! I'm going! Chad: Hey! What's your problem?
Chad	Raigh	A	Chad: Hey! Raigh: ...... Chad: Don't ignore me. I have to talk to you. Raigh: About what? Chad: When this war is over, what are you going to do? Raigh: ... What about you? Chad: I'll go pick up the little ones first. Then I'll try and get some money to rebuild the orphanage... Raigh: Then I'll go with you. I can help out until the little kids settle down. Chad: ... I thought so. Raigh: ? Chad: You're actually a good guy deep down inside. Raigh: !! Chad: Lugh always used to say that you were kind. I used to think that he was trying to defend you as your brother, but I guess not. He's your brother all right, he knows how you really are. Raigh: ... You're just as naive as Lugh! Say what you want! I'm going! Chad: Ha, there's no need to get embarrassed... Hey! Wait! Don't walk off for real!
Chad	Hugh	C	Chad: Hey, you! Are you Hugh? Hugh: Eh? What do you want, kid? Chad: ...Is it true that you're a moneylender? Hugh: And if it were? Chad: I want to borrow 3000G right now. Hugh: Well, I'm sorry, kid. I only lend money to grown-ups or the hottest chicks. Chad: ... Oh. All right then, I'll ask someone else. Hugh: Hey hey hey, wait just a minute. You're an impatient kid, aren't you? You can't just give up so easily like that. Chad: But you only lend money to adults or cute girls, right? Hugh: Well, if you really insist, I can make an exception. But the interest'll be twice the normal rate. Chad: I thought it would be something like that. ... But fine. Let me borrow the money. I'll give it back to you on the next payday. Hugh: One, two, three. Here you go, 3000G. Chad: Thanks. See you later. Hugh: Remember, it's 4000 including the interest! ... How could I turn him down after he looks at me like that? This is why I don't like kids...
Chad	Hugh	B	Chad: Yo! Here's the money I owe you. Hugh: One, two, three, four. Yup, that's 4000. I haven't seen you around lately so I thought you ran off with it. Chad: I keep my promises. That's natural as a human being. Hugh: Well you know, it's not so natural for some people. Kids sure are honest. You sure you chose the right job? Chad: Stop calling me kid. I have a name, Chad. Hugh: All right. Well then, Chad, why'd you become a thief? Chad: ...I have to steal to live. I'm an orphan. Hugh: You always lived your life alone? Chad: No, I lived in a small orphanage near the border between Lycia and Bern. I grew up with other orphans. We were doing pretty well, Father and the other kids and me... ... If this war didn't break out, I'd still be there. Hugh: ...... Chad: Father was a nice person, but he was only able to maintain the orphanage through the help of the villagers. And then the war broke out, and we starting running out of food and clothing. I was the oldest of the orphans, but I couldn't find any work. So the only way to get food quickly was to steal. Hugh: So you sent the 3000G to the orphanage... Chad: No. ...The orphanage isn't there anymore. Hugh: !? Chad: Father was killed by Bern's troops and the place was burned down... Hugh: W-What about the children? Were they killed? Chad: Thanks to Father, we all survived. The little kids are waiting for me under the protection of the Elimine Church. Hugh: ...... Chad: I used the 3000G to buy a strong sword. I'm going to use it to help end this war quickly and go pick up the little ones! Hugh: So the little kids are the family that you want to protect. Chad: Right. I have nothing else. You got a problem with that? Hugh: No... Sorry I made fun of you. You're already grown up, Chad. You're certainly more of an adult than I am.
Chad	Hugh	A	Hugh: Hey! Chad! Have you been doing well? Chad: Yeah, I suppose. But not as well as you. Hugh: Man, are you always like that? Can't you say something like 'Hey, Hugh! What's up?' or something with a bright smile on your face? Chad: ...Sick. Hugh: Sick? Aw, come on! You know, I've gotten all worked up after you told me that story. I really want to help out! Chad: ...Mister, you really a mage? You sure you're not some kind of jester or something? Hugh: M-Mister!? Wait a minute, you're calling this superbly handsome young man a Mister!? Chad: You're a Mister from my view. Hugh: Ugh! You stabbed me right in my sensitive spot just now! ...Not Mister, Mister won't do! You can call me anything, but not Mister! I have a really sensitive soul, you know! Chad: ...Hahahahahahahaha! Haha...hee...my...my stomach...! Hahaha...! Hugh: !! Chad: Oh man, that was funny. You're pretty weird, aren't you? Fine, I'll call you Hugh. That's okay, right? Since you say you're not a Mister. Hugh: So you can laugh! Chad: Huh? Hugh: You know, you've always got that glare in your eye. Your eyebrows are always bunched up like this, you know? And you've got a foul mouth, you've got an attitude, and you don't even smile. Chad: What are you saying all of a sudden? Hugh: I've seen so many kids who've lost the ability to smile in this war. Grown-ups have a lot of issues, but come on, kids have to be laughing! Although it seems like the idiots starting wars don't realize that. Chad: ...... Hugh: Well anyway, if there are kids who can still laugh, I suppose there's still hope for the world. I know it's been tough for you, but make sure to laugh once in a while, okay? Chad: H-Hey, don't mess up my hair! Hugh: Hahahaha, sorry! Well then, see you later. Don't mess up, you got that? Chad: ...Maybe there really is still hope for the world if there are adults like you...
Lugh	Raigh	C	Lugh: Raigh! Raigh! I said, Raigh! Raigh: ...I can hear you, you don't have to shout like that. ...What do you want? Lugh: Here. That's your share. Raigh: ? What are these? Lugh: Baked tarts, as you can see. The meal delivery man gave me some extra ones. They look good, don't they? Raigh: ...Sweets... They're hard to get nowadays. You should savor them and eat them for yourself. Lugh: They won't be good even if I eat them alone. So let's eat them together later today. Anyway, I'll be going now. Oh, one more thing. You should at least respond when you're spoken to! With me it's fine, but you shouldn't act like that with strangers. People are going misjudge you for being antisocial or something. Raigh: Misjudge, huh? ...Yeah, whatever. My good ol' brother seems to be as naive as ever.
Lugh	Raigh	B	Lugh: Raigh! Raigh: ...What? Lugh: No, I was just wondering if you're doing all right. Raigh: What do you mean, all right? Lugh: I was worried if you were still here or not. You know...the first time you left, you just left a note and suddenly disappeared. I was worried that you might just walk off again without saying anything... Raigh: ...Lugh. Lugh: Your note said, 'I want to train my Dark magic skills on my own.' Was I...in the way? You didn't want me around...? Raigh: N-No, that's not the case... I was planning on going back home once I gained enough power as a Shaman. Lugh: Raigh! I knew it! I knew you were going to return to pick up the little ones! Raigh: Huh? No, I never... Lugh: I'm so relieved! You haven't changed at all, you're still the kind hearted Raigh that I know. I'll go pray! I'm going to thank God for letting me see you again! Raigh: Um...hello? ...Sigh... Why is he like that?
Lugh	Raigh	A	Raigh: Lugh, I need to tell you something. Lugh: What is it, Raigh? Raigh: I... I'm sorry I left the orphanage without saying anything. I...uh... I'll...apologize for that. Lugh: No, it's all right now. I understand. Raigh: ...A-And! I'll never disappear without warning again! Lugh: Yeah? Raigh: So will you stop hovering around me all the time? Come on, please! Lugh: ...Is there a problem if I'm near you? Raigh: Er.. N-No, that's not the case, but... Lugh: Then what's the problem? We never know how often we'll be together once we grow up. Raigh: ...Lugh? Lugh: If... If I don't make it through this war, promise me you'll pick up the little ones at the Elimine Church. Raigh: Don't say that. We'll both survive. Lugh: Yeah...you're right. Something's wrong with me today. Raigh: I won't let you die. You're my brother, my only brother. Lugh: Thanks, Raigh.
Lugh	Melady	C	Melady: Phew... Sorry I'm straining you so much, Trifinne... Good girl. Lugh: Wow! A wyvern! Wow, it's so big! Is this wyvern yours? Will it get angry if I touch it? Melady: No, go ahead. She's a gentle one. Lugh: Then... Wow, such hard scales... Her fangs are sharp too! Wow... Are you a Dragon Knight? Melady: Yes, yes I am. Lugh: Really!? I thought only Bern had Dragon Knights! Melady: ! Lugh: They say Bern's Dragon Knights are invincible, so I was a little worried... But they'll be nothing if we have Dragon Knights as well! I want to defeat Bern, but I'm still not very good with my magic, so I'm not really being of any use yet.... Melady: ...... Lugh: Oh...I better get going. See you later! Thanks for letting me pet your wyvern. Melady: Yes...see you...
Lugh	Melady	B	Lugh: Hello! Can I give this to your wyvern? Melady: ...Hello. What is that? Lugh: I got some extra baked tarts, so I wanted to give some to the wyvern as well. Oh wait, maybe wyverns don't eat food like this? Melady: You love them, right, Trifinne? Thank you, Lugh. Lugh: She's called Trifinne? Can I call her that, too? Melady: Of course. Lugh: Here you go, Trifinne. Eat up. Good, isn't it? Melady: ...What is your name? Lugh: Me? I'm Lugh, from Lycia. What's your name? Where are you from? Melady: I'm Melady. ...I come from Bern. Lugh: !!! ...You're joking, right? Melady: ...I'm sorry. I couldn't get myself to say it... Lugh: ...... Melady: Wait! Lugh! ...I know it couldn't be avoided, but still... I'm sorry, Trifinne, just when you had made a cute friend...
Lugh	Melady	A	Lugh: Hello, Miss Melady. Melady: Lugh! Lugh: ...I'm sorry I ran off like that the other day. Melady: No, it's all right. I'm glad that you're speaking to me again. Lugh: Yes. I didn't want things to end like that. ...Will you listen to my story? Melady: Of course. Lugh: My parents died when I was four, and ever since then I've been living at an orphanage in Lycia. It was a tiny orphanage, with seven kids and just one priest who we called Father. The oldest kids were my twin brother Raigh, another boy called Chad, and me, so we three would take care of the little ones. We were poor, but we were still happy. But ever since Bern started the war, our lives changed. Food started getting scarce, and we sometimes had to resort to begging... Chad... he started stealing food without telling Father... Raigh then got fed up with that lifestyle and suddenly left one day without telling anybody. I... We hated Bern. Bern was the one that did this to us... Bern killed Father... I just wanted Bern to disappear. Melady: ...... Lugh: That's what I kept telling myself. ...Anger keeps you going more than sorrow... Anger has kept me alive...so that I would be able to protect the little ones. ...Phew... So...for now, until this war ends...I have to keep my anger towards Bern. ...But, you're on our side, right? I don't have to hate you...right? Melady: I would be so relieved if you didn't hate me. If you would let me, I want to help you as your friend... Lugh. Lugh: Thank you, Miss Melady.
Hugh	Lugh	C	Hugh: Oh... H-Hey! You're Lugh, right? I, uh, I'm sorry for mistaking you for your brother the other day... Lugh: No, Hugh, it's all right. We're twins, so no one can really tell us apart anyway. Hugh: Oh man, thanks for forgiving me. I can't believe I just got pissed and grabbed a kid by the collar like that. I'm a terrible man. Lugh: ...But originally it's Raigh's fault for walking off with your spell book. Then I have to apologize, too. Hugh: No, never mind that. That was partly my fault for being off-guard. Lugh: But... ...Yeah, you're right, never mind. We got to meet each other because of it. Hugh: Yeah! We're both mages, so let's help each other along! Lugh: Yes, I was hoping that you would teach me some things.
Hugh	Lugh	B	Lugh: Hugh! Are you all right? Hugh: Huh? What do you mean, all right? Lugh: You're bleeding from your elbow! We have to stop it... Hugh: Oh, I got hit in that last fight. Don't worry about, it's not a big deal. Lugh: Yes it is! You're not just going to leave such a bad wound alone... If you die, it's all over, you know. Hugh: Lugh? You look a little pale, too... Lugh: ...I've suffered enough times already from losing people close to me. ...I will treat that wound. Hugh: ...... All right, thanks.
Hugh	Lugh	A	Hugh: Lugh, about the other day... Lugh: I'm sorry! You said you were all right, but I just ignored you and... I'm sure you didn't like a kid being so arrogant like that... Hugh: Idiot, why are you apologizing after helping me? Lugh: But you seemed to have been avoiding me after that, so I thought maybe you were mad... Hugh: ...I was embarrassed, what do you think! Lugh: What? Why? Hugh: Because... No one ever cared for me that much in my whole life... My grandma was the one who raised me, but she was one hell of a bitch. I've gotten injuries far worse than this one, but she wouldn't use her staves to heal me at all! I was just so happy that you seemed to be so concerned... Lugh, thanks, man. You're now my friend forever. Lugh: Of course, Hugh! Let's be friends forever!
Clarine	Rutger	C	Clarine: Oh! We certainly do meet a lot. Rutger: ...You again? Clarine: My name is not 'you.' I am Clarine. Rutger: ...... Clarine: I have always wanted to tell you something. Rutger: ? Clarine: It is about how you look. Rutger: ?? Clarine: You actually do have quite an attractive face. Of course, it would come nowhere near my beloved brother Klein, but you are quite impressive for a commoner. Rutger: ...... Clarine: Therefore, I can use my advanced Etrurian aesthetic sense and make you into a truly handsome gentleman... Clarine: Oh? Wait! Where did he go? I was not finished speaking to him! So he is just a tramp after all!
Clarine	Rutger	B	Clarine: There you are! I won't let you go this time! Rutger: ...Knock it off. Clarine: What!? That is no way to respond to someone's kindness! Rutger: You're starting to get on my nerves. Clarine: !! Insulting a lady like that... That...is not how a proper gentleman...should act... Rutger: ...... Clarine: ... ... Rutger: ...All right, I'm sorry. ......Don't cry. Clarine: I-I'm not...! Rutger: ...... Clarine: ...I know he is not to blame... But why am I acting this way...?
Clarine	Rutger	A	Rutger: ...Hey. Clarine: Oh... Rutger: You dropped this. Clarine: What? Oh, my ribbon... You brought it to me. Thank you. Rutger: ...... Clarine: Um... I just realized...I don't know your name... Would you please tell me your name, if it would not be any trouble? Rutger: ...Rutger. Clarine: Rutger... I never even thanked you for saving me... It is no wonder you don't like me... Rutger: ...... Clarine: Thank you for rescuing me that time... I know it is already too late, but if you would accept my thanks... Rutger: ...Not like you. Clarine: What? Rutger: Don't try something you're not used to. You're good at screaming, so why don't you do it? Clarine: W-What!? What do you mean by that!? Rutger: There you go... That's more like you. Come like that and make me laugh once in a while, Clarine. Clarine: !! Clarine: Rutger...
Clarine	Dorothy	C	Clarine: Oh? You... Dorothy: Me? Yes? Clarine: Why are you dressing yourself in men's clothes? Dorothy: Is it...strange? Clarine: Of course! A lady must be wearing elegant dresses. A true lady must be dressed properly when they fight. Dorothy: Really...? No, I suppose you're right. I don't know anything about such matters... Clarine: Hm...I see. Well then, I suppose I can teach you everything I know. Dorothy: What? N-No! I wouldn't do well in such things... Clarine: Don't be ridiculous! A lady must always be beautiful. No gentleman will ever look at you if you look like that! Dorothy: D-Do you think so... Well...she is offering to help me... All right. Please teach me, Lady Clarine!
Clarine	Dorothy	B	Clarine: So... Dorothy, what do you usually do? Dorothy: Well, I'm pretty busy outside the battlefield. I help cook meals and stuff... Clarine: What!? You can leave dirty jobs like that to that lowly Merlinus person! Dorothy: L-Lowly? Master Merlinus is lowly? Clarine: How do you take care of your hair? Dorothy: I wash it with water. Clarine: What!? I can't believe...! Here, use this. You must wash your hair with it three times a day! Understood? Dorothy: T-Three times? Well... It looks really expensive... I appreciate it, but it would be wasteful if I used it. Clarine: What are you saying! I am offering it to you. Go ahead, take it. Dorothy: Oh... Well, thank you, then. Clarine: Also...you should change the way you speak. Could you not speak more like me, with a refined and elegant tone? Dorothy: Um...okay... Oh, what a beautiful day it is! Would you care for cup of afternoon tea and crumpets? Clarine: ...This will take a lot of work... Well, first, you must learn how to take care of your hair, how to choose your dresses, dance steps, how to turn down offers from men... Dorothy: That much!? Clarine: There is more. You mustn't give up so easily! The way to a refined lady is a tough one indeed! Dorothy: Well...
Clarine	Dorothy	A	Dorothy: Um... Lady Clarine? Clarine: Yes? Dorothy: I've been trying really hard to be a lady, but... Nothing seems to have changed. No one seems to be noticing. So maybe I should just give up... Clarine: Well... Dorothy: I'm sorry! I know you were just trying to help me... But it's not your fault! You know, with me, the base isn't very good... Clarine: Dorothy! That is what's wrong with you! Dorothy: What? Clarine: Listen to me. A fine lady must have confidence in herself. No matter how much you dress up, if you do not have faith in yourself, it will all be in vain. You must not degrade yourself like that. Understood? Dorothy: Y-Yes. Clarine: Have confidence in yourself! It is me who is teaching you. Of course you will become a lady one day! Dorothy: ...Yes, thank you, Lady Clarine... Clarine: ...And... We are friends now, are we not? Dorothy: Eh? Clarine: Don't call me 'Lady' Clarine. Just call me Clarine. Dorothy: Oh, right. Okay then, thanks, Clarine! Clarine: ...A-Ahem! Today we shall go over how to drink tea! Dorothy: All right!
Clarine	Klein	C	Clarine: Ahh! Klein! Klein: W-What! What's wrong, Clarine? Clarine: You look wonderful in that outfit today! Klein: And I was wondering what in the world happened when you screamed like that... Is that all? Clarine: But Klein! In this army, everyone is just so aesthetically challenged! You truly shine when you are among them, Klein! Klein: Clarine, you only think that because I'm your family... Clarine: No! There is no one else in the world who could match you. Perhaps General Perceval has more authority, but you will always be the most beautiful! Klein: ...Clarine, a fine lady wouldn't say things like that. Clarine: But it is true. Klein: ...Clarine. Clarine: But I will try harder if you tell me to. Klein: Yes, do so.
Clarine	Klein	B	Klein: Clarine, come over here. Clarine: Oh, Klein? How do you fare today? Klein: Not too well, I'm afraid. Clarine: ? Is something wrong? Klein: Is it true that you said harsh things to the cleric and made her cry? Clarine: No, I did not make her cry. She is the one who just started crying. Klein: ...So it's true that she did cry. Clarine: It is her fault! She was sucking up to you. Klein: What do you mean? Clarine: She was healing your wounds before I got the chance. Klein: Clarine! Clarine: But I wanted to heal your injuries so that you would be proud of me and would say that I was being a great help, and... Klein: ...But I was proud of you. I was thinking that my naive little sister's so grown up now... But now that you've done this... Clarine: I-I'll never do it again! Please don't hate me, Klein! Klein: What are you talking about. I'll never hate you. Clarine: Oh, thank you, Klein!
Clarine	Klein	A	Klein: What's wrong, Clarine? You look sad. Clarine: I... I don't want to go back to the mansion after the war... Klein: Why? Father and Mother are anxious for us to return. Clarine: I want to meet Father and Mother... But if I return to the mansion, I would just be a doll again. I would never see the outside world, and I would only be concerned about decorating myself... Klein: Well, that is how most Etrurian ladies are. Clarine: Yes, I know... But becoming the most elegant lady in Etruria does not seem as appealing as it once did. Klein: That's because you're growing up and maturing, Clarine. If you stay at the mansion, you could just live your life without doing anything. That would be easy, but... Clarine: But it would be so horribly boring! Klein: Yes, indeed... All right, then here's what we will do. Once this war is over, we will first go back home and show Father and Mother that we are safe and well. Clarine: Yes. Klein: Then we can discuss your future and what you want to do. Clarine: Oh, I already know what I want to do! Klein: What? Clarine: I will become a Magic General like General Cecilia! Klein: Um...are you serious? Clarine: Of course! As the Magic General, I will help your work as the Archery General, and then we shall always be together! Klein: Clarine... Let's try and be a little more realistic... Clarine: Oh, it would be so wonderful to see us both in the elegant uniform of the Etrurian Generals... Klein: Clarine... Well, you're still a little girl, I see. Clarine: Did you say something? Klein: No, nothing.
Fir	Rutger	C	Fir: ...Um... Um, excuse me, are you Rutger? Rutger: ...What do you want? Fir: I was wondering if you would spar with me, if we get the chance. Rutger: ...... Fir: I've also been training my sword skills, and I've won at many arenas around the continent. You don't have to go easy on me! Rutger: ...I refuse. Fir: Why? Is it becase I am a woman? Rutger: ...When I swing my sword, I do so to kill people. I have no interest in using my sword for play. Fir: ! Play!? Fir: W-Wait...! ...He thought that I was playing around with my sword? I wanted to learn from him because his blade is so sharp and has no hesitation at all...
Fir	Rutger	B	Fir: Rutger! We fight! Rutger: ...Get out of my way. Fir: No. I will not move until you understand that I am serious. Draw your sword! I have been serious about training my skills, and I will not allow you to say that it is simply for play. And I want to become stronger, so I want to learn from you. Rutger: ...I told you that I use my sword to kill others. Fir: Yes, I know. But my... Rutger: If I draw my blade here, you will die. Is that your wish? Fir: ! ... Rutger: And you have no intention of killing me, either, do you? Fir: Well... Rutger: That's why I say you're just playing around. Fir: ...... Rutger: ...... Fir: ...I just... ...But maybe I was being rude. I should apologize when I see him next.
Fir	Rutger	A	Fir: Rutger. Wait, please don't glare at me like that... I'm not here to fight. Rutger: ...... Fir: But your skills are indeed impressive. I still see you as a goal to reach. I wish I could be as strong as you... Rutger: ...Just be yourself. Fir: What? Rutger: My blade is covered with blood. There is no need to see your goal in that. Fir: ...... Someone once told me... 'All paths of the sword lead to one place.' I still have yet to find out if that's true or not, but I can say that your sword is definitely on some kind of path. But I still have much to learn. Rutger: ...Think what you will.
Dayan	Rutger	C	Rutger: You... You're the Silver Wolf... Dayan: So you are a warrior of Sacae, too. What is your name? Rutger: Rutger. ...I was in Bulgar. Dayan: Bulgar... So you survived. I heard that most of the clans there were decimated... Rutger: ...... That time... I learned that it was the law of nature that the weak die out. That is the same anywhere, whether it be Sacae...or Bern! Dayan: Then... Is that the reason why you are here? To become strong and have your revenge on Bern...? Rutger: ......
Dayan	Rutger	B	Dayan: Rutger, you said that you fight for revenge. Rutger: ...... Dayan: What will you do after you have your revenge? Rutger: ...... Dayan: I am asking you... After you avenge your clan, what will you do? Rutger: ...You have no right to know. Dayan: Will you dedicate your life to revenge? Is that all right with you? Rutger: You want me to just keep quiet, even after seeing my entire clan killed? ...But you have suffered the same. Dayan: That is not what I am saying. We are men of Sacae. We must make those who desecrate our land pay. However...even if we do win this war and destroy Bern, those that we lost will still not return. Rutger: ...... Dayan: You cannot regain what you have lost through revenge. Rutger: ...I know no other way to live.
Dayan	Rutger	A	Dayan: Rutger, what will you do after this war is over? Do you have a place to go? Rutger: ...No. Dayan: So I thought. Then would you join the Kutolah clan? Rutger: ...... Dayan: Our clan has lost, but we have been destroyed. Once the war ends, we will gather in the plains once again. It would be helpful if you were there with us. Rutger: ...I don't take offers. Dayan: It is not an offer. I am asking you because I have faith in your strength as a warrior. Rutger: ...... Dayan: Hm... Difficult person, I see. Then I shall say no more. But always remember that if you ever change your mind, we will welcome you with open arms. Keep that in mind, wherever you go. Rutger: ...... ...Yeah.
Karel	Rutger	C	Rutger: ! Karel: You noticed me at this distance? Impressive. Rutger: ...Karel, the Sword Saint. Karel: Well, what an honor. You know me? Rutger: ...Everyone who uses the sword knows your name. Karel: Yes, well, I travelled all around when I was young. Rutger: ...Why are you here in this army? Karel: My family is here, so I joined as well. I'm hoping that even my rusty skills could be of use. Rutger: Rusty? Even you joke around sometimes? Karel: No, I'm serious. I probably would lose out to you young ones. Rutger: ...... Karel: ...Interesting.
Karel	Rutger	B	Karel: You, plese wait a moment. Rutger: ...What do you want? Karel: I am looking for someone to spar with. Would you care to? Rutger: ...No. Karel: Why? Am I not a worthy opponent for you? Rutger: Your sword isn't used to kill... It doesn't agree with the path I pursue. Karel: Perhaps you think so now, but we both follow the way of the sword... All paths of the sword lead to one place. Rutger: ......
Karel	Rutger	A	Karel: ...Do you need something, Rutger? Rutger: I want to ask you something. Karel: Yes? Rutger: I sense no hate in your sword... You just seem to blend with the air around you when you attack. Even the heaviest, strongest blades can't cut through air... Your sword would beat them all. I want to become stronger. If all paths of the sword lead to one place, then would I be able to blend with the air as you do? Karel: ...You're from Sacae, aren't you? Rutger: ...Right. Karel: I was born in Sacae as well. I grew up under the protection of Father Sky and Mother Earth. They are all that are in my sword. Rutger: I'm not a pure Sacaean... I wouldn't be able to sense them like you can... Karel: Was that true when you were young? Rutger: !! Karel: You were able to hear the sky and the earth once. Although, now it seems that your hate is covering your ears. Rutger: ...Do you think I'll be able to hear them again once this war ends? Karel: Of course you will. The breeze that runs through the plains... It never forgets those that it loves.
Dorothy	Saul	C	Dorothy: Oh! There you are! Saul: Oh, hello, Dorothy. Dorothy: Where you were, Father Saul? You just go wandering off without saying anything... Saul: I do not call it 'wandering off,' Dorothy. I was diligently doing my missionary work at the villages on the way here. Dorothy: ...Were you really doing your job? Saul: Of course. However, while I was doing my job, a young maiden was being harassed by a very rude man. Dorothy: You mean yourself? Saul: Do I not have any trust at all? Anyway, I drove off the man and rescued the maiden. I must admit, I acted exactly like a holy man ought to behave. Dorothy: Really? You're not exactly very strong. How did you do it? Saul: I went to the man and clung to him, crying, 'I thought we loved each other, and now you are rejecting me?' Dorothy: ...... Saul: The man fled with haste. However, the maiden was also gone when I looked back...
Dorothy	Saul	B	Dorothy: Father Saul! I've heard the rumors! Saul: What is it, Dorothy? Can I not have at least some peace and quiet? Dorothy: You can't fool me with that calm attitude. I've heard what they say about you. You're trying to ask out every girl in this army. Saul: That is a misunderstanding. I was just trying to tell them of God's love... Dorothy: No, not this time! Saul: What do you mean? Dorothy: I've heard that excuse before. Can't you think of something better? Saul: Hm... Then please wait a minute while I think of one. Dorothy: What's the point if you think of one now!? Saul: ...Dorothy, why are you so upset? This happens all the time. Dorothy: That's the problem! People would misinterpret the Elimine Chuch if they see you all the time. Saul: I am so insulted! I am doing my job properly, Dorothy. Have you not noticed the sharp increase in our female followers recently? Dorothy: Don't you understand? If you're just asking every girl out... Saul: ? Dorothy: ...I've had it! You'll have a lot to listen to when you come back to the church tonight. Saul: ...Sigh...
Dorothy	Saul	A	Saul: Dorothy... Dorothy: What is it? I haven't heard a valid excuse about the other day yet. Saul: Dorothy, I am sorry... I am sorry that I could not understand your feelings... Dorothy: ...Huh? Saul: I see what you were trying to say the other day. You wanted to say, 'If you're just asking every girl out... Why don't you do the same to me?' Dorothy: Wha...!? Saul: Dorothy, I never knew what you had such feelings towards me... Dorothy: Ah, er, um... Th-That was just... Saul: But I am a servant of God... I must be equally caring to all women. Please forgive me, Dorothy... Dorothy: Um...Um, er... I... Saul: How did that sound, Dorothy? Dorothy: ...Wh-What? Saul: I pondered a lot, but that was the best excuse I could come up with. Dorothy: ...... Saul: V-Violence is not appropriate, Dorothy... Our loving God surely would not approve of someone pointing her bow at an ally... Dorothy: I don't care! You'd better get out of my sight before I shoot you! Saul: Sigh... What are you so upset about? Dorothy: It's your fault!
Cecilia	Saul	C	Saul: Oh, dear God... To have me meet such a beautiful lady... Dear God, would you understand my happiness at this moment? I am witness to your work of beauty standing in front of me... Cecilia: Oh, you are Saul, are you not? Good day. Saul: ...... Oh... Uh, yes, good day. Cecilia: I'm sorry, I was thinking some things over, and I didn't hear what you were saying. Would you please repeat what you said to me? Saul: ...Well... Anyway, General Cecilia, seeing that we are both servants of God, might you be interested in having dinner with me some time? Cecilia: Oh, I'm sorry. I am not a servant of God. Saul: Of course you are, my lady. Everyone in this world is serving God. Cecilia: Do you think so? Saul: Yes. So can we make arrangements for dinner? Cecilia: I suppose I'll think about it.
Cecilia	Saul	B	Saul: Ah, General Cecilia! Cecilia: Oh, Saul. Saul: I have had the privilege of meeting you again... It must be your overwhelming beauty, do you not agree? Cecilia: Are you always like that? Saul: Well, yes I am. However, I am only trying to make you feel comfortable around me... Ah, yes! We must decide on a date for our dinner meeting. Have you thought about it? Cecilia: Dinner? Saul: T-This cannot be! Have you forgotten? The other day, we met and we agreed that there is no person in this world who does not serve God. Cecilia: Ah yes, I think I can recall vaguely... Saul: Vaguely? Cecilia: I'm sorry, I was busy with the battle. Saul: Oh...I see. Well then, I suppose it shall have to be another day. But please do not forget next time. Cecilia: Yes, I'll try not to.
Cecilia	Saul	A	Saul: Ah, General Cecilia! Cecilia: Saul. Saul: I trust that you have thought about our dinner meeting this time. Cecilia: Ah, yes. Very well, I shall invite you my manor when the war ends. Saul: I shall be looking forward to that! It is not every day that one is invited to a high-class Etrurian noble's mansion. Cecilia: But you might want to bear in mind that my father can be a little...difficult. Saul: Difficult? What do you mean? Cecilia: Well, ordinarily my father is a very kind and caring man. However, once when I was still a child, I invited a male friend of mine to our house. When my father saw that, he just drew his sword on my friend. Saul: Um... Is that really a matter of being difficult? Cecilia: My father lost his temper, so we tried to calm him down. However, it was not easy. The tea spilled everywhere, the table was sliced in two, and what was supposed to be a dinner party became more like an arena. My friend somehow escaped with his life. That will always be a day to remember. Saul: ...... Cecilia: But my father is still on the good end. You see, my grandfather can be even more difficult than my father sometimes... Saul: Oh, I just remembered! I had some work left at the church that I must attend to. I'm terribly sorry, but since it seems that arranging a dinner meeting would be difficult, I shall be off now... Good day, General Cecilia! Cecilia: Oh? Well, I'm sorry to hear that.
Igrene	Saul	C	Saul: Oh, dear God... Igrene: ? Saul: That I am able to meet such a beautiful woman... This day must surely be blessed. Igrene: ...Do you need something? Saul: Yes, indeed! ...Ah, before that... I am Saul. It would be an honor to know your name as well... Igrene: I am Igrene. So...what do you need? Saul: Ah, such a beautiful name, as I had imagined. Igrene... If I were to describe the pleasure of hearing such an elegant name... Igrene: No, there is no need to describe it. Do you need something? Saul: Do you know of the Elimine Church, Igrene? It is very popular among the nobility, because when you pray deeply, all of your dreams will come true immediately! Igrene: Oh...is that what you want. I'm sorry, but I don't believe in God... Saul: Oh, but you must. If you don't follow the Elimine Church, you will be cursed! Igrene: ...Is that the kind of God that you follow? Saul: Oh, no, I was just kidding around. How about if we have dinner together some evening, and I can teach you about God's love... Saul: Um, Igrene? Where are you going?
Igrene	Saul	B	Saul: Ah, Igrene! Igrene: ...You again. Saul: It is truly a miracle that we can meet again like this. God must have guided me toward you. Igrene: Yes, that's nice. Well, then, I must be going... Saul: Oh, please wait! It is a wonderful thing to believe, Igrene! Igrene: Yes, I know. I used to believe in God as well. Although it is a different God from yours, I think I was fairly serious about it. Saul: Really? Why did you stop believing? Igrene: Several years ago...I stopped praying. It was after I lost a loved one in battle. Saul: ...I see. Igrene: Those who pray to God expect something in return. But they will never receive anything, and that causes them to hate God. I think that it would be a lot less trouble to think that no such being exists in the first place. Saul: ...... Yes, you are right. Igrene: ...Is it all right for a priest like you to be saying that? Saul: It is all right, I am an open-minded person. However, Saint Elimine did say this: 'God does not help us because He believes in us.' Igrene: Believes...in us? Saul: Yes.
Igrene	Saul	A	Igrene: Father Saul. Saul: Oh, Igrene! What is the matter? Ah, so you finally decided to give in to the urge to come see me... Igrene: It is about what you said the other day... You said that God does not help us because He believes in us. Saul: This is what Saint Elimine said... God, who created this world, is all-powerful. He can change people and the world. He can alter us humans so that we would not be fighting like this. However, is that really the right way? Igrene: ...... Saul: Humans that act according to God's will alone would only be mindless puppets. God believes that we humans can change, that we can learn from our mistakes. God knows that we can overcome our hardships to achieve peace and harmony. Igrene: ...... I don't believe in God, but I respect people who think as you do. Thank you for your time, Father Saul. I must be off now... Saul: Please, it is my pleasure to be able to help you. Now, we can go on to discuss our dinner meeting... ...Igrene? Where are you going?
Saul	Yoder	C	Yoder: Saul... Saul: Bishop Yoder... Do you need something from me? Yoder: No...I thought we might talk a bit. Are you properly performing your missionary duties? Saul: Of course, Bishop Yoder. Due to my hard work, we are getting more followers every day. Please take a look at this list... Yoder: ...Hm. It seems that there are an overwhelmingly large number of ladies' names on this list. Saul: Well, this, you see...is that. Yoder: That? Saul: So... They must have understood my pure intentions more than the gentlemen did. Yoder: Oh, I see. Very good. Saul: Yes, thank you. Yoder: But Saul, please do not forget that your main purpose is your missionary work. Saul: ...... Can't beat him, can I...
Saul	Yoder	B	Yoder: Saul, how is your mission coming along? Saul: Ah, yes, as I notified you in my letter, Lord Roy is in possession of the Fire Emblem now. Yoder: Has anything else happened worth noting? Saul: No, not really. Yoder: I see... I am sorry I put you through this, Saul. Saul: No, please don't be. I did it all for our loving Saint Elimine. Yoder: Yes, of course, that is very noble of you. ...Oh, Saul. We have been getting complaints from Master Merlinus that you are following Princess Guinivere everywhere she goes... Saul: Well, Bishop Yoder, that is my mission. Yoder: Saul, your mission was to keep an eye on the Fire Emblem. And you mentioned that it is now in the hands of Lord Roy, not Princess Guinivere. Saul: ...Well, yes, you are right. But Bishop Yoder, please consider this. I do not think that I should be following Lord Roy everywhere just because he has the Emblem... That would surely go against my ethics. Yoder: ...Saul?
Saul	Yoder	A	Yoder: Saul, perhaps it is time to relieve you from your mission. Saul: What do you mean, Bishop Yoder? Yoder: I believe I know Lord Roy well enough to trust him. The Fire Emblem will be safe in his hands. What we were fearing surely will not happen now. Do you not agree? Saul: Perhaps you are right. ...However, I wish to continue my mission a little longer. Yoder: I see... Saul: Of course, I understand what you are saying, Bishop Yoder. Lord Roy is certainly a noble person. Still... I think that this world is a bit too ugly yet for Lord Roy to handle. I think that I know that more than the other priests... Yoder: Saul... Saul: Well, I am still a youngster. You may forget what I said, Bishop Yoder. Yoder: I see... All right, then. ...Oh, Saul. I recently found this... Saul: Oh? This is... Yoder: 'All wounds treated freely! Special discounts for new members now. Sign up today!' This...treating God like some sort of vulnerary... I certainly do not want to think that someone serving God would write something like this... Saul: ...... Yoder: ...Saul, would you like to listen to my lecturing for a little while? Saul: Oh, Bishop Yoder, I am certainly not worthy of having the privilege of listening to your... Yoder: ...Would you like to listen? Saul: ...Yes, yes I would, Bishop Yoder...
Dorothy	Sin	C	Sin: ...... ...... ...... Dorothy: ...Sigh... Why am I hiding here? I want to talk to him, but he's a little...forbidding. I'd like him to teach me how to improve my bow skills... But how can I talk to him? Well...maybe some other time...
Dorothy	Sin	B	Dorothy: Hello, Sin! My name is Dorothy. ...A little too intrusive? Would you like to have an archery duel? ...But I don't want to compete with him. What a nice bow! Where did you buy it? ...No, that doesn't sound right at all. Hmm...this is tough... Dorothy: ...... Oh, I know! I can bring him some food that he likes... Wait, I don't know what kind of food he likes... I like fruit, but what about him? Sin: ...... Dorothy: Hmm...well... What can I do? ...
Dorothy	Sin	A	Dorothy: Hmm... ...But why am I worrying myself so much over him...? ...I can't figure that out, either. Anyway, I have to find a way to talk to him... Dorothy: ... Oh... Sin: ...... Dorothy: Um, um...er... H-Hello! Sin: Yeah, hello... Dorothy: Um, wh...what... Sin: ? Dorothy: W-What...what...kind... Sin: What kind...? Dorothy: What food of kind you do like? ...... ...Shoot... Sin: Fruit. Dorothy: Huh? Sin: What kind of food do I like, right? I like fruit. Dorothy: Um... ...Did you hear me talking to myself? Sin: It was difficult not to listen with such a loud voice. Dorothy: Um...er... Sin: If you want to talk to me, then don't hesitate. Dorothy: It's all right!? Sin: Of course... We're in the same army. Dorothy: Yes!
Dorothy	Perceval	C	Dorothy: Look out! Perceval: ! Dorothy: I-I-I'm terribly sorry! I was aiming for an enemy, but the arrow flew over here... Oh, what am I going to do? Are you hurt? Perceval: I'm fine, it didn't even touch me. Dorothy: I, I... I'm so sorry! Perceval: There is no need to apologize. Things like this often happen on the battlefield. Dorothy: But...! Perceval: Even if I did get hit your arrow, it would partly be my responsibility for not paying attention to my surroundings. Dorothy: But... Perceval: Never let your mind wander in battle. That is a rule. So don't be too upset about it. All right? Dorothy: ...Yes, I understand. I'm probably being more of a nuisance sitting here mulling over it. I'll try harder next time!
Dorothy	Perceval	B	Dorothy: Sigh... That last shot was just lucky... I have to practice more. Perhaps I should aim more like this... Oh! General Perceval! Perceval: Training? Very good. Dorothy: Y-Yes, thank you! I sometimes make mistakes like I did last time, so I thought I should train myself more so I wouldn't be a hindrance to everyone else... Perceval: Yes... Dorothy, I've been thinking... You should relax a little more when you shoot. Dorothy: Huh...? You were watching how I fight!? Perceval: I always try to watch and understand how my comrades fight. I was looking for the chance to tell you this, but I can see that you tend to panic when you fight. Dorothy: I see... Yes, that's true. I tend to get scared in an actual battle, and I get nervous and can't move like I normally do... Perceval: ...Archers don't have to come out front, they stay back and cover for us. You must tell yourself that there is nothing to be afraid of. We will defend the front lines. Dorothy: ! ...Yes! I will!
Dorothy	Perceval	A	Dorothy: ... Yes! Yes, that was great! Perceval: You seemed to have improved, Dorothy. Dorothy: General Perceval! I'm trying to relax when I shoot, as you said. I think I'm getting a little better at it. Perceval: You originally seemed to have talent with the bow. It was just a matter of getting your confidence together, and now that you have, you'll be improving more and more from now on. Dorothy: I can relax if I think that the others are defending the front lines for me... It seems that I can sometimes feel safe even on the battlefield. Perceval: Ah, but that is the same for us up front as well. We would not be able to charge in like we do if we didn't have adequate support from the back lines. Dorothy: ...Am I being of use to you too, General Perceval? Perceval: Yes, you're helping me out a great deal. I shall be looking forward to your support in future battles. Dorothy: Yes!
Dorothy	Yoder	C	Dorothy: Bishop Yoder? Yoder: Ah, Dorothy. You do not look so well. What is the matter? Dorothy: Do you know why I can't use the sacred healing staves? Yoder: Hm... Dorothy: I want to help injured people by using the staves like Father Saul and you do. I've been praying every day, and I don't think I've done anything particularly bad, either. Yoder: Yes, your faith is an example to us all. Dorothy: But I still can't help hurt people... I want to heal them, but I can't. Will I never have that power? Am I not worthy to be God's servant? Yoder: No, that is not the case. Do you know the story of the owl and the eagle, Dorothy? Dorothy: No, I don't. Please tell it to me, Bishop Yoder. Yoder: It is a story of a time when Saint Elimine still walked the earth. One day during Saint Elimine's journeys, an owl approached her from the forest. Dorothy: Yes... Yoder: The owl asked her, 'I wish to go the land of God. Would you show me the way?' Saint Elimine thought for a moment, and replied, 'God's domain lies high above the clouds. Your wings would not be strong enough to take you there.' The owl was very disappointed, and returned to the forest. Dorothy: Poor thing... Yoder: Yes, indeed. We shall continue the story some other time. Dorothy: Some other time? Why? Yoder: Do you not remember the teachings of Saint Elimine? You must not try to understand things in a hurry. You must think over what you are told and develop your own opinions. Dorothy: Oh...right. Then please continue the story another day, Bishop Yoder. Yoder: Of course, Dorothy. I promise you that.
Dorothy	Yoder	B	Yoder: ...After parting with the owl, Saint Elimine continued on her journey. The next day, an eagle swooped down from the mountain. Dorothy: Yes... Yoder: The eagle asked her, 'I wish to go the land of God. Would you show me the way?' Saint Elimine thought for a moment, and replied, 'God's domain lies in a distant land beyond the night. Your eyes would not be able to guide you through the dark.' The eagle was very disappointed, and returned to the mountain. Dorothy: ...... Yoder: However, the sympathetic and kind Saint Elimine could not ignore the two birds. She backtracked, and brought the owl and eagle together. She then told them, 'Journey to the land of God together.' Dorothy: Together... Yoder: Yes. The two birds traveled to God's land togther. The eagle used his powerful wings to carry the owl, and the owl used his great eyes to guide the eagle through the night. Together, they were able to reach God's domain. That is the end of the story. Do you understand, Dorothy? Dorothy: Well... Sort of.
Dorothy	Yoder	A	Dorothy: Bishop Yoder! Yoder: Yes, Dorothy? Dorothy: About that story... Yoder: Yes? Dorothy: I thought about it, but... I'm not very smart, so I still don't really get its point... I sort of have an idea of what it might be about, but... Yoder: Then you have an answer, Dorothy. A story is just a story. It has no definite meaning. Each person interprets the story and comes up with his own answers. Dorothy: Oh, good. Bishop Yoder, I think I feel better now. Yoder: Do you? Very good, Dorothy. Dorothy: Oh, what did Saint Elimine do after that? Does the story continue? Yoder: Yes, the Journey of Saint Elimine is a long story indeed. The next day when Saint Elimine was continuing her travels...
Sin	Sue	C	Sin: Lady Sue, please step back. It's not wise to linger around the front. Sue: Sin, this is a battlefield. I have to go up front to fight. Sin: I will do the fighting. You must think of your safety. Sue: My archery skills have gotten much better than before. I'm sure I can be of help to the army. Sin: I have orders from the Silver Wolf to keep you safe. I will not allow you to put yourself in danger. Sue: ...Yes. I will do as you say. Sin: Thank you. Sue: You sound like Grandpa when you argue with me. Sin: Of course. The Silver Wolf is whom I respect the most.
Sin	Sue	B	Sin: Lady Sue, you're still staying up front, aren't you? Sue: I understand your concern, but I can't be just sitting around doing nothing, either. I can't stand simply watching the others fight while I hide in safety. Sin: I do understand how you feel. But Lady Sue, please don't push yourself over the limit. You are the clan's last hope. Sue: Then that is more the reason I should go up front and fight. Sin: That depends on the place and time. Not everyone will follow somebody just because he is fighting in the front lines. Lady Sue, we have a goal. We must gather our people and reconstruct the Kutolah clan. Please do not forget that. Sue: You, too. Sin: Huh? Me? Sue: I don't want you to push yourself over the limit to protect me, either. I am not the only one working to reconstruct the clan. Sin: Yes, you're right. I shall remember that, my lady. Sue: Thank you. Do you promise not to stress yourself? Sin: Yes.
Sin	Sue	A	Sue: Sin, are you all right? Sin: What is the matter, Lady Sue? You don't look well... Sue: I heard you were ambushed... Sin: I'm not hurt, my lady. Sue: ...Sin, I want you to retreat to the back lines. I will take over for you. Sin: What are you saying, Lady Sue? It should be the other way around! Sue: I've made up my mind. You're going to step back. Sin: But... Sue: Retreat to the back lines, Sin! This is an order. Sin: Is something wrong? You're not acting like yourself. Sue: ...Everyone... They were all killed by Bern... I couldn't even track down the traitor in our ranks, and...our clansmen were all killed, right in front of my eyes... I was helpless, Sin. I don't want to experience that feeling again. I don't want to lose you! Sin: Lady Sue... Sue: You must not die before I do. Understood? Sin: I was ordered to protect you, Lady Sue. There is no way I would leave you and die. Sue: Do you promise? Sin: I shall swear to Father Sky and Mother Earth.
Fae	Sue	C	Fae: La la laaa ... Oh! It's Sue! Sue: You look like you're having fun, Fae. Fae: Yes, Fae's having lots and lots of fun! Fae gets to play outside, now! Sue: Is that what's fun? Fae: Yeah. Fae was never allowed to play outside before. Sue: Never...? You always stayed indoors? Fae: Uh-huh. Sue: I...see. Fae: La la la laa... Sue: Always inside... She never knew the blessing of the Sky or the warmth of the Earth...
Fae	Sue	B	Fae: Sue! Sue: What's wrong, Fae? Fae: Can Fae ride on your horse some time? Sue: My horse? Of course, you can ride her now... Fae: No, not now. Roy told Fae not to bug the others! Sue: I see... Fae: Yeah. There's a place Fae wants to go on the horse! Sue: Where? Fae: A place with lots of pretty flowers! Or a place where the sun's shining and it's all nice and warm! Sue: ...All right. We'll go sometime. Fae: Yay! Thank you, Sue!
Fae	Sue	A	Fae: Sue! Sue: Fae? Fae: Fae wants to go to lots of other places, too! Fae wants to learn more about the big outside world. Sue: ...... Fae: Sue... Sue: Yes... Once this war is over, we can go to many different places. Fae: Really? Sue: Yes. There are many things in this world that have been nurtured by the Sky's blessings and the Earth's warmth. We can go see all those things. Fae: Hmm... Fae doesn't get it. Sue: You'll understand when you get a little older. I know you will.
Dayan	Sue	C	Sue: Grandpa. Dayan: Sue? What's wrong? Sue: I must apologize. Dayan: Because you couldn't get all of our clansmen to escape? Sue: ...... Dayan: There was a traitor among us. It couldn't be helped. Sue: Yes, it could. I am the granddaughter of the Silver Wolf. I had to be able to lead our clansmen to safety, no matter what the situation. But I... Dayan: I'm the one who gave you those orders. It is my responsibility. Sue: But... Dayan: Did you abandon your fellow clansmen and flee all on your own? Sue: Never! When the enemy appeared, I rushed at them to make time for our people to escape. But that was a decoy... The enemy's main forces were stationed right where everyone fled to... Dayan: Good. You did your best. I'm sure you can't forget it so easily, but you must at least get over it. Sue: Yes... I'll try.
Dayan	Sue	B	Dayan: Sue, are you feeling better now? Sue: ...... Dayan: I see you're still suffering over it. Well, I suppose you can't get over it that easily... Sue: I... I just let our people... Dayan: ...Sue, let's go out for a long ride after this battle. Sue: A long ride? In a time like this? Dayan: Especially in a time like this. You could get yourself killed fighting with other things occupying your mind. Do you understand? Sue: Yes. But... Dayan: You must listen more carefully to the voice of Father Sky and Mother Earth. We humans are but tiny creatures compared to the size of the great Sky and Earth. Haven't I always been telling you this? Sue: But I am listening...! Dayan: No, you're only listening to your own voice. We're leaving for a while after this battle. Understood? Sue: ...I'll do as you say. Dayan: Good girl.
Dayan	Sue	A	Dayan: You look a lot better now, Sue. Sue: Yes. I still can't forget that I couldn't rescue our fellow clansmen, but I've decided not to dwell over the past anymore. I'll look towards the future. Dayan: Ah, it seems that you've learned something from our ride the other day. Sue: I was able to listen to nature's voices for a change. Dayan: Good! I couldn't stand seeing you look so distressed. Sue: I never had such a look on my face. No one ever told me that. Dayan: The others wouldn't know, but I would. I'm your grandfather. I've known you ever since you were born. Sue: Oh... Grandpa. Dayan: What? Sue: Thank you. Dayan: I was only doing my duty as your Grandpa. Sue: Yes, I know.
Trec	Zelot	C	Zelot: Trec. Trec: ...... Zelot: Trec? Trec: ...Zzz... Zelot: ...... Trec: Owww!? What...what the? How come my head hurts so much? Zelot: Because I just hit you. Trec: Huh? General Zelot? Zelot: Trec, you were sleeping on the job again. Trec: Yeah...sorry, sir. I couldn't help it... Yawn... Zelot: Never fails, does it? You just go right to sleep whenever there's the chance. What's more, you're more troublesome because you sleep with your eyes open. Trec: Yeah...thanks. Zelot: I've been meaning to tell you this for a long time, but you lack discipline. I'll be checking on you regularly from now on. Trec: Yes, sir... Yawn...
Trec	Zelot	B	Trec: ...Zzz... Zelot: Trec... Trec: ...Zzz... Zelot: ...... Trec: Owww!? Uh... General Zelot? Yawn... Good morning, sir. Zelot: Trec... There are rumors going around in the army about you. They say that the Ilian knight Trec is swinging his sword in his sleep! Trec: I have yet to accomplish that, sir. But...that does seem like fun. Zelot: ...... Trec, you've got talent. Why don't you do your job properly? Trec: Well... Zelot: We are members of the proud Ilian Mercenary Knights. This is a battle that will determine the world's fate... And to us, that isn't all. The reputation of the Ilian Mercenary Knights will be determined by our actions and how we fight in this battle. That shall have a great impact on the future of Ilia, and thus... Trec: ...Zzz...
Trec	Zelot	A	Zelot: Trec, are you awake? Trec: Yes, sir. Zelot: You're actually awake? What a pleasant surprise. Trec: Well, I have my moments, too. Zelot: I see. Trec... You've done well. Trec: Huh? Zelot: We couldn't have come this far without you. It is all thanks to you. You can sleep as much as you want from now on. Trec: Well... Thanks. Zelot: ...Trec! You were sleeping again! Trec: Huh? Eh? General Zelot? Zelot: How many times do I have to tell you? You should be more... Trec: Yawn... Good morning, sir.
Noah	Zelot	C	Noah: General Zelot, are you all right? Zelot: Ah, Noah. This is nothing. We are knights of Ilia. We wouldn't lose to other nations' knights in terms of battle experience. Noah: Yes. Well, I still have a lot to learn, though. Zelot: Hm. ...Oh. Noah, have you written your letter yet? Noah: Letter? Oh...that letter. Zelot: Right. Remember what you were told when you first joined? There are Pegasus Knight messengers that fly with us. If we should fall in battle, they will deliver our letters for us. Noah: Yes. Zelot: Neither of us will be able to meet our deaths peacefully in bed. The letters are essential to us. Noah, don't you have anyone you want to send a letter to? Noah: Well... Not really. I do recall that my comrades were writing letters, though. They were addressing them to their parents... or lovers. Zelot: You should do the same. Why don't you get a girlfriend yourself? Noah: Well, I'll think about it.
Noah	Zelot	B	Noah: ...General Zelot. Zelot: Is it about the letter? Have you changed your mind? Noah: Yes. I suppose even I have someone I want to send a letter to when I die. If I die, I want you to read my letter. Zelot: Me? Noah: Trec and I... And also Grant and Sieks... We all made it here thanks to you. I'd like to express my gratitude to you when I die. Zelot: ...I see. Noah: Speaking of the others... I wonder where they are now? Zelot: I've no idea. But they were once under my command. They won't die so easily. Noah: I heard that some were hired by Bern... Zelot: Yes... But that can't be helped. We give our blood and get money in return. Noah: ...General Zelot, what do you think of that? Zelot: Of what? Noah: Nobles from other nations say that Ilia sells death for a living. They say that we are vultures attracted to blood and decaying meat. Zelot: That doesn't bother me. It's a fact that Ilia couldn't survive without war. We are giving our own blood as well to survive. Noah: Yes.
Noah	Zelot	A	Noah: General Zelot? Is something wrong? Zelot: Ah, Noah. No...nothing's wrong. Did I seem to be troubled? Noah: No. I just thought that something had happened. Zelot: I see... ...A letter arrived today. It was your comrade's...Grant's will. Noah: ...I see. Zelot: Would you like to read it? Noah: ...No. Zelot: All right. Then let's go. Noah: Yes.
Thea	Zelot	C	Thea: General Zelot, I'm sure you know already, but my mission has been accomplished. Still, I wish to remain in this army. Zelot: All right. You know, fate can work in strange ways. We were hired by the Lycian League Army, and you were hired by the Etrurian Army... I never would have thought that we would meet. Thea: Yes. Although Etruria didn't seem to view us very highly, General Klein was caring. Zelot: I see... Juno was pretty worried about you and Shanna. Knowing you, I would think you'd be all right. But you know Juno, she's a worrier. Thea: Yes, I understand. Our sister was often too soft on Shanna and me. The day we left was a hectic one indeed. Juno was constantly fretting over us, worrying about our meals, our clothes... Zelot: Haha, that's Juno.
Thea	Zelot	B	Zelot: I was wondering... Juno's...your parents... What were they like? Thea: Haven't you heard from Juno? Zelot: No. All I know is that they were soldiers. Thea: Yes, our mother was a Pegasus Knight. Our parents were killed together on the same battlefield when we were still young. Zelot: ...... Thea: We had no other relatives to depend on... Juno became our mother, when she was only a teenager... Zelot: I see. Thea: While an ordinary girl of her age would be concerning herself with romance, Juno had to be our mother. But she never complained... She always looked after us with a smile on her face. That's why... That's why I always wanted Juno to find happiness.
Thea	Zelot	A	Zelot: ...I have to thank you for helping us with the wedding. You set up the place and cooked for us... Oh, and Juno was very pleased with the wedding gift you and Shanna sent us. Thea: Really...? I actually didn't want to send it... But Shanna won't listen once she's made up her mind. Zelot: Hahaha... That was an interesting gift, though. But... I have to apologize to Juno about that wedding. If only I had more... If only our nation were wealthier, I could have given her a more proper and elegant wedding... Thea: I doubt Juno feels that way at all. I'm very grateful to you, General Zelot. Your wedding... I had never seen Juno with such a happy face before. I want to thank you for what you've done for her.
Juno	Zelot	C	Zelot: Juno, um... Juno: Yes? What is it, Zelot? Zelot: Our daughter... Is she all right? Juno: Yes, I'm sure she is. I've entrusted her to a good friend. Zelot: Oh... Juno: Is something wrong? Zelot: No, it's just... What is she like? Does she look like you or me? Juno: Oh, you haven't seen her yet, have you. Zelot: No. I've always been out working. Juno: We shall go pick her up once the war ends. Zelot: Yes...we shall.
Juno	Zelot	B	Zelot: Juno, I was thinking... Juno: Yes? Zelot: I don't think it's a good idea to leave a newborn baby to someone else. You should go back home and take care of her... Juno: It's all right. I've entrusted her to a very good friend of mine. Zelot: But you're her mother. Juno: I'm fighting because I'm her mother. I want to raise her in a peaceful time without war. Zelot: But... Juno: I might have told you this before, but it would be impossible to find a completely safe place until we end this war. Zelot: Well, that's true... Juno: In that case, let's focus on ending the war. All right, Zelot? Zelot: Hm...
Juno	Zelot	A	Juno: You're coming back to Edessa once the war ends, aren't you? Zelot: Of course. Juno: Will you always stay with us after that? Zelot: Probably not... I'll have to lead the mercenary knights around looking for work as usual. We can't support ourselves otherwise. Juno: But we've cultivated most of Ilia's lands now. If we put our best efforts in, we could produce enough food... Zelot: But that wouldn't happen overnight. Juno: Well, yes, but... Zelot: Besides, we wouldn't be guaranteed a good harvest every year. Where would the money for our food come from if the crops were to fail? How would we survive the winter if we were not prepared for a failure? Juno: ...... Zelot: I must lead the mercenary knights and collect money until we are able to support ourselves even in times when the crops do fail. I'll leave Edessa to you, so you should do your best to cultivate the land. Juno: Yes... Zelot: But I have faith that there will come a time when we will have good harvests in Ilia as well. Juno: Yes, I have faith, too. I know that there will come a time when we will always be together as a family...
Noah	Trec	C	Trec: ...Zzz... Noah: ...... Trec: ...Uh... Oh, Noah... You were there? Noah: Yeah, I've been here for a while now. Well, I'm used to it, so I don't mind you falling asleep every ten seconds. But you know, don't you have anything else to do? Trec: Like what? Noah: Like practicing your swings during our marches, or something. Trec: Well... How about you? Have you been doing anything? Noah: Me? ...Not really. ...I guess I'm no different from you, then. Hey, what were you doing back in Ilia during the break? Trec: I slept. Noah: I mean other than that. Trec: Well... Oh, I went fishing. You know how the lakes all freeze over in the winter? You punch holes in the ice with your spear and lower some string inside. Noah: Sounds exactly like something you would do. What can you catch? Trec: Nothing. It's just fun to sit there staring off into space, holding the string. Noah: ...You really live life to the fullest. Trec: What were you doing? Noah: ...... ...Nothing much, really.
Noah	Trec	B	Noah: Trec, do you remember Casis? Trec: Casis? Hmm... I sort of remember that name... Noah: You don't remember? He's the guy who forgot to bring his weapons to our first mission. Trec: Oh, right! He was getting scolded with me by General Zelot. He even forgot to bring his horse, you know. He was fighting on foot! I never thought there'd be someone dumber than me in our squad. Noah: Well, he's dead. He was hired by Bern... He died close to here. Trec: ...Oh. Noah: Mercenaries are in high demand right now... We could have ended up fighting him if we were unlucky. Trec: Well... We're for hire, you know. It happens. Noah: Well, I guess you're right... I really envy that personality of yours...
Noah	Trec	A	Noah: ...... Trec: Hmm? Something wrong, Noah? Noah: No... I was just thinking some things over. Trec: Thinking things over? Don't bother. We're not made to be thinking deeply like that. Noah: ...I guess. You know, this war... I mean, I never meant to go out and save the world or anything, but we've fought through a lot of battles. Trec: Yeah. Noah: But Ilia's the same as always. Our kids, and our kids' kids... They'll be fighting to make a living, just like we do. I was just wondering... Couldn't we do anything? Trec: I wonder... Noah: Maybe it's just futile for us to try and make a difference... Trec: Well... That's all right, too. Noah: It is...? Trec: Yeah. At least I think so. We go through hard times, but isn't that all part of life? Noah: ...Maybe so. ...Hey, Trec. Trec: Yeah? Noah: Take me along the next time you go fishing.
Gonzalez	Trec	C	Gonzalez: ? Trec: Hmm...? Who are you? Gonzalez: Me? I...I Gonzalez... Trec: Gonzalez? That's a nice name... Gonzalez: R-Really? Trec: I'm Trec. Nice to meet you. Gonzalez: T...T...? Trec: Trec. Gonzalez: Trec Trec Trec Trec Tre... Trec: Haha, don't repeat it so much like that. You're embarassing me. Gonzalez: Shut up. I forget. ...c Trec Trec Trec Tre... Okay, I remember. Trec: Haha, you're an odd one. Hey, are you... ...Um... Sorry, what was your name again?
Gonzalez	Trec	B	Gonzalez: Uh? You, you... Trec: Hm...? Gonzalez: Who are you? I see you before. Trec: Really? I must be famous. My name is Trec. Gonzalez: T...T... T...? Trec: ...rec. Gonzalez: Rec. Trec: Yeah... Hey, what's your name? Gonzalez: I Gonzalez. Trec: Gonzalez? That's a nice name... Gonzalez: R-Really? Trec: Yeah. It's really calm, don't you think...? Gonzalez: Calm... What's calm...? Trec: Hm? ...Hmm... You know, I don't really know, either. But hey, don't worry about it. It's nothing compared to the size of this world.
Gonzalez	Trec	A	Trec: Ahhh... Gonzalez: Uh? Trec: It's so peaceful here... You know, we could make quite a team, don't you think? Um... Gonzalez: I Gonzalez. Trec: Gonzalez? That's a nice name... Oh yeah, my name is... Gonzalez: You Rec. Trec: Hm? Was it? ...Now that you say so, I think you're right. Well, no matter. Let's go. Gonzalez: Yeah.
Melady	Trec	C	Melady: You must be one of Ilia's Mercenary Knights. Trec: Yeah... I'm Trec. Melady: I am Melady. Pleased to meet you. Trec: You're... Melady: Yes... I am a wyvern rider from Bern, as you probably suspected. Trec: Oh, I see. Melady: What... What do you think of the fact that a knight from Bern is fighting alongside you? Trec: Well... You know, so what? Melady: S...So what? Trec: It's not like people from Bern have seven ears or anything. Melady: ...Well, no, I only have two. Trec: See? So we're all brothers and sisters, you know? Melady: Do...you think so? Trec: Yup.
Melady	Trec	B	Trec: Ahh... That hurt. Melady: Is something wrong, Sir Trec? Trec: Hm? Um, you're... Melady: Melady. Is something wrong? Trec: Well... I was just sitting here watching you fight. Melady: Watching me fight? Trec: Yeah. My neck aches now. Melady: I...see. Trec: Yeah. And I was kinda thinking... Maybe you have a loved one in Bern? Like family or a lover or something? Melady: ...N-No, that's not the case. I live for Princess Guinivere... Trec: Oh, okay. Yeah, I thought so. My assumptions are usually wrong. Melady: ...... Trec: Oh well, guess I hurt my neck for nothing.
Melady	Trec	A	Trec: Um, you're... Melady: ...Melady. Do you always forget people's names? Trec: It's a hobby. Melady: ...... You are an odd individual, Sir Trec. Trec: Do you think so? I think I'm pretty normal. Everyone tells me that they envy me because I look like I have no worries or anything. I have my concerns, too, you know. Melady: Oh? Like what? Trec: Well, the other day, I dreamed that I was a horse. Melady: ...A horse. Trec: I think that this dream has some kind of hidden meaning somewhere... It's been bothering me for some time now, and I've only been able to sleep at night. Melady: Well... Thank you, Sir Trec. Trec: Huh? Melady: I feel a little better now. Trec: Really? Why would that be?
Juno	Trec	C	Juno: Trec? Oh...he was here just a minute ago... Hm? What's this...did he drop it when he left? It has a lot of small writing on it... Let's see... ...'I became a horse.' ...'I tried running.' ...'I got tired.' ...???
Juno	Trec	B	Juno: Oh, Trec. I was looking for you. Trec: Oh, hullo, Lady Juno. Juno: You look sleepy as usual. Oh, right... Here. Is this yours? Trec: Huh? Ah... Yeah, it's mine. I lost it the other day... Juno: I thought so. I'm sorry, but I read a little of it... What are you writing about? Trec: Well, I write down what kind of dreams I have on this piece of paper. Juno: Dreams? Trec: Yes. When I look at it, I remember all the kinds of dreams I've had so far, and it helps me sleep well. Yawn... Juno: Oh, I see. That sounds interesting... Maybe I should try, too.
Juno	Trec	A	Juno: Trec? Trec: Yes? Juno: Can you show me that paper with your dreams on it again? It seems I've become interested in it. Trec: Uhm... Sure. Juno: Thank you. 'I was praised by General Zelot.' He comes out in your dreams, too? Trec: Yeah, he does. Juno: Let's see... 'The war ended.' 'It became peaceful.' 'Spring came to Ilia.' 'Everyone lived and slept happily ever after...' ...... Trec: Huh? Is something wrong, Lady Juno? Juno: ...No, I'm sorry. ...... Can you show me your dreams sometime again, Trec? Trec: Well... It's kinda emabarrassing, to tell you the truth. But okay, you can see them. I'll go to sleep now so you can get the latest ones. Juno: Thank you, Trec.
Fir	Noah	C	Fir: Sir Noah! Noah: Hello, Fir. Fir: Sir Noah, I have something to ask of you... Noah: Sure. What is it? Fir: I want you to spar with me. Noah: Oh... For your training? Fir: Yes. I must experience all sorts of swordplay to master the art. You taught me about fighting at the Arena that time, and... I would truly appreciate it if you would train me for a while. Noah: Well, if you say so. It’s fine with me. Fir: Really? Thank you! Let’s start now, then... Wha-!? (Fir jerks upward) Noah: Whoa! Are you okay? Fir: Y-Yes! I’m sorry! I’ll get away now... Noah: It’s not like you to trip like that. Are you hurt? Let me see your knee... Fir: N-No, I’m...f-fine! We must get on with the duel! Noah: Are you really okay? You don’t seem quite...well. Fir: W-We fight!
Fir	Noah	B	Noah: Hello, Fir. Fir: S-Sir Noah... Noah: ? Are you okay? You should tell me if you’re not feeling well... Fir: I-I’m fine. Noah: You look like you have a fever... Fir: I-It’s nothing! Noah: But... Your face looks red. Fir: It’s nothing! It’s just that I’m in a little slump right now! Noah: Fir? Is something on your mind? If you need someone to talk to, I’d be happy to... Fir: S-Sir Noah! This might sound rude, but... D-Don’t talk to me anymore! (Fir leaves) Noah: ......Fir.
Fir	Noah	A	Fir: ! Noah: Wait, Fir! Don’t go. I need to talk to you. Fir: I-I... I swore to myself that I would live by the sword. But... I find my mind wandering, and I’m always thinking about you! Noah: Fir... Fir: G-Goodbye! (Fir tries to leave) Noah: Fir! Fir: Wha-... Noah: Do you remember the first time we met? Fir: Yes... Noah: Ever since then, I’ve wanted to tell you something. But I couldn’t muster up the guts to do so. Even after we said goodbye to each other, I’ve been regretting that I didn’t tell you how I felt. Fir: ...... Noah: I honestly thought it was a miracle when we met again on that island. And... Although I’ve still been keeping it in until now, I won’t hesitate anymore. I have to tell you. Fir: S-Sir Noah... Noah: Fir, I... I love you.
Juno	Noah	C	Juno: Oh, Noah. Noah: Hello, Lady Juno. Are you all right? Juno: You’re worried about me? What a surprise. Noah: ...I’m not that antisocial, Lady Juno... Juno: I was just kidding. You seem uncaring, but on the inside, you have a kind heart. Are you all right? You’ve gone through many battles coming here, right? Noah: Yes, I’m fine. General Zealot helped us greatly. It’s thanks to him that I’m alive right now. Juno: I see... He always strains himself in battle...
Juno	Noah	B	Juno: Sigune... She’d turned to Bern. Noah: Yes. She ambushed us in the blizzard with her Pegasus Knight squad. Juno: I see... Sigune and I used to be rivals, you know. We were always competing against each other. It all seems so...faraway when I remember it now. Noah: ...... Juno: Sigune always tried to act bad, but she was really a kindhearted person. If only we weren’t in times like this, we could have... War is a painful thing. Noah: ...Yes. But that’s what war is.
Juno	Noah	A	Juno: Noah. Noah: Yes? Juno: You seem to avoid developing close relationships. Is that because you don’t want to suffer from losing that person? Noah: ...I wonder. It is easier to just avoid getting close with anyone. The tighter the bond, the greater the suffering when that bond is broken. ...I think you know that better than any of us. Juno: Yes... Perhaps it’s better to live like you do in Ilia. But there will come a time when you will realize that close relationships aren’t all bad. Maybe you’ll understand when you find yourself in love with someone.
Karel	Noah	C	Noah: ...I’ve never heard of this area before. I never knew there was a place like this in Bern. Karel: ...... This is a land that people have long forgotten. The years go by, but time just seems to linger... It is that kind of place. Noah: Did you always live here? Karel: No. Before I settled here, I used to travel around the world, living by the sword. Noah: Then... Have you been to Ilia? Karel: ...Once, in the past.
Karel	Noah	B	Noah: The Sword Saint... Have you heard of this legendary figure? Karel: ...No. Noah: My mother used to tell me stories about him. When I still very young, a large group of bandits attacked my home village. Karel: ...... Noah: There was a traveler from Sacae in the village inn. Without saying a word, he went out to the village gate... He then cut down all of the bandits, leaving none alive. When he was finished, he left as suddenly as he had come...almost like the wind. Karel: ...... Noah: If he hadn’t saved my village, I wouldn’t be here today. I’ll always be grateful to the Sword Saint... Karel: ...No. That is wrong. Noah: ...What? Wrong...? What do you mean? Karel: ......
Karel	Noah	A	Karel: ...... Noah: Master Karel... Karel: I suppose I should tell you the truth. Keeping silent to cover up one’s shame would be stepping off the path of the sword. Noah: Shame? You saved my village... Karel: No. I never thought about saving the village. I just wanted to kill. Noah: ...... Karel: I was like a demon back then...possessed by the sword. I was aimlessly wandering around, looking for people to satisfy my lust for blood. As long as I could cut, as long as I could kill, it didn’t matter who it was. ...Even if that were an infant in a village I happened to stop by at. Noah: ! Karel: You have no reason to thank me. They call me the Sword Saint… It is but a false name. Noah: ...... But... I can’t imagine that what you say is true when I look at you now. You, standing before me now, are the Sword Saint that I had always pictured in my mind. What... What happened...? Karel: ...Some things you will realize only after you have lost something else. However, by the time my foolishness had left me...it was already too late.
Astolfo	Lilina	C	Lilina: Hello, Astolfo. Astolfo: Well, if it isn’t Lady Lilina. You look as beautiful as ever. In fact, you’re so beautiful you’re making my wrinkles fade away. See? Lilina: Astolfo...you don’t change, do you? My father was saying that you’d be doing a lot better than you already are if you were more serious. Astolfo: Well, well, guess I can’t argue with that, m’lady. Lilina: ...Where did you first meet my father? He never told me anything... Astolfo: Well... It really ain’t a meeting you’d go around telling people about. Lilina: ? Astolfo: ...I was a measly thief back then. And so I decided to creep into Castle Ostia to swipe some treasure, see? Lilina: Really? Astolfo: Yeah. Lilina: What happened? Astolfo: Well m’lady... ...Whoops, I really shouldn’t be wastin’ precious time here like this… Forgive me, m’lady, but I’ll continue the story some other time... Lilina: Oh? What a shame...
Astolfo	Lilina	B	Astolfo: ...It was easy getting to the treasure. I’m an expert at picking locks and stuff. Anyway, after I’d grabbed all the goodies and stepped outside the treasure chamber, bam! There he was, standing right in front of me. And wouldn’t you know, that person was... Lilina: My father? Astolfo: Lord Hector just stood there, staring at me. He didn’t seem surprised or anything. You could tell he was somebody just by looking at him. Me? There I was, frozen in the spot, carryin’ bags of loot over both shoulders. Would he call the guards? Would he cut me down right then and there? As I was wondering what was coming up next... Lilina: What? What happened? Astolfo: He suddenly burst out laughing, m’lady. He said, ‘Quite a man to be able to get through my castle’s security so easily. What is your name?’ And I was just standing there with my mouth hanging open. Lord Hector then boomed, ‘Would you offer your skills for the benefit of our country?’ Lilina: Wow... Astolfo: I thought he was out of his mind. But I knew he wasn’t kidding around by looking at his face. Anyway, I thought, to hell with this, and I tried to bolt out the door with the treasure. And then... Lilina: And then? Astolfo: And then from behind me, Lord Hector... Lilina: What? What did he do? Astolfo: He... ...Whoops, I’m sorry m’lady, I really should get goin’. I’ll continue the story some other time... Lilina: Again? Oh, well...
Astolfo	Lilina	A	Astolfo: Lord Hector... He didn’t move an inch even when he saw I was making my escape. So I ran. I was almost at the door, and Lord Hector still stood there motionless. I didn’t know what was going on, and I turned around and yelled at him, ‘I’m getting away! You ain’t gonna do anything!?’ A heavy voice came back to me, ‘Flee if you wish. You may keep the treasure as well. But does that make you happy? Do you want to live your life in the shadows in constant fear of being found? Is that really what you want?’ I ran like hell, m’lady. I fled from the castle, from his voice. After that, I just walked around the area aimlessly through the night. Dawn broke...and I found myself in front the castle. Lord Hector was standing there. Lilina: ...... Astolfo: Ever since then, I’ve been working for him, m’lady. He changed me. Lilina: So that’s what happened... Astolfo: Lady Lilina, I can say this to anyone, at any time. Your father was truly an honorable man.
Astolfo	Barthe	C	Barthe: This is no surprise, but Bern seems to have been doing something behind the scenes even before the war started. Astolfo: Yeah. The traitors in the Alliance, the rebellion at Ostia… It all happened according to their plans. Well, of course, I can’t say much because I didn’t realize when it mattered the most... Barthe: The betrayals in the Alliance and Lord Hector’s death… We are all to blame for that. Astolfo: Nah, it’s my fault. The mistake I made, it was just… It was just way too big. Barthe: ...We must keep our eyes sharp so that such a tragedy does not happen in the future. Astolfo: Yeah, I know. Traitors and spies could be anywhere. Like in this army, for example. Barthe: What...! There is a traitor in our ranks!? Astolfo: No...not that I know of. But you can never be too careful. I carved that concept into my heart when Lord Hector was killed.
Astolfo	Barthe	B	Barthe: Astolfo, about the other day... About the traitor. Astolfo: Yeah? Barthe: Do you have any suspects? Astolfo: No, not yet. But I need all the information I can get, so I’m doing some research in the shadows. Barthe: Traitors... If you think of the possibilities... The list just keeps getting longer. Astolfo: Yeah, we’ve got people from just about everywhere. I’ll have to go through them individually one by one... This’ll be a tough job. Barthe: The most obvious suspect would be her... Astolfo: Right. Guinevere, princess of Bern. You can’t help but suspect her. Barthe: Master Roy trusts her. I really don’t want to think that she... Astolfo: Yeah, I know... Barthe: We would lose any trust our comrades had for us if they find out that we are suspecting them... Astolfo: ...It’s tough, ain’t it? But someone’s got to do it.
Astolfo	Barthe	A	Barthe: Astolfo. ...How did it go? Astolfo: Yeah. It took some time, but I’m that much more confident. The princess is innocent. Barthe: I see... Astolfo: Princess Guinevere really trusts General Roy. So does everyone else here. Well, what do you know... This ragtag group’s bond is actually pretty strong. Barthe: Yes… I’m relieved. Astolfo: Uh-huh. So that’s taken care of. When we get someone new, I’ll be sure keep an eye on him. Barthe: I’m sorry to have to give all this dirty work to you... Astolfo: Hey, don’t let it bother you. It’s what I do.
Astolfo	Gwendolyn	C	Gwendolyn: Sir Astolfo. Astolfo: Hm? Oh... You’re Bors’ younger sister. Gwendolyn: What are you doing back here? With your light gear, you should be far ahead of us. Astolfo: Uh... Sorry. Your legs and back don’t really work the way you want them to when you’re my age... Gwendolyn: ...Sir Astolfo, just how old are you? Astolfo: Whoo, scary... You’re even more serious than your brother. And you’re even built like him. What a shame for a girl of your age to be so f- Gwendolyn: I’m not fat! This is my armor! Astolfo: O-Okay, okay. Just calm down... Gwendolyn: A-Anyway... Try to learn from my brother a little more!
Astolfo	Gwendolyn	B	Gwendolyn: Sir Astolfo. Astolfo: Hey, Wendy. How are you doing? Gwendolyn: ...Sir Astolfo... What are you doing relaxing here like this... This is a battlefield! Please be more serious! Astolfo: Well, there’s no point in getting too fired up for nothing. Come on, let’s take it easy. Gwendolyn: ...... You won’t get away today. I’ll drag you along if I have to! Astolfo: Whoa… Hey, wait a minute... (Astolfo loses his balance) Gwendolyn: S-Sir Astolfo... That wound... Astolfo: Oh... Don’t worry about it. It’s just an old scar. I can’t do much with this leg because of it. Gwendolyn: ...... When...did you get that wound? Astolfo: Uh... A long time ago. I kinda messed up when I snuck into Bern’s castle on a mission. I managed to get away, so I guess it’s a scar of honor, so to speak. Gwendolyn: I... I’m sorry! I didn’t know... Astolfo: Yeah, so I told you not to worry about it...
Astolfo	Gwendolyn	A	Gwendolyn: Sir Astolfo. Astolfo: Ah, Wendy. Beautiful as always. Gwendolyn: You can’t flatter me with that. I understand about your leg. But! I still have a lot to tell you! First, about your drinking habits... Astolfo: ...Oh, damn... Gwendolyn: No, you’re not getting away. You shall behave like a proper Ostian knight from now on! Astolfo: Uh-huh...
Barthe	Lilina	C	Lilina: Barthe, I haven’t thanked you yet, have I. Barthe: Thanked me? Lilina: You came to rescue me, remember? Barthe: Oh, that. I was just fulfilling my duty as a knight, my lady. In fact, I must apologize that we couldn’t get to you earlier. Lilina: Barth...I’m sorry. I can never give you anything in return... Oh, I know. Here, take this necklace... Barthe: Lady Lilina, please. We do not fight for reward. Lilina: But... Barthe: You were safe. That in itself is enough reward, my lady. Lilina: Thank you, Barthe...
Barthe	Lilina	B	Lilina: Barthe, do you remember Debias and Legance? Barthe: All I know is that they were making contact with Bern to start a rebellion. However, the rumors I’ve heard about them are all bad. I understand that they were using their position as generals to illegally collect money. Lilina: I see... Barthe: The rebellion was being planned even before Bern invaded. Astolfo has found proof of that. Lilina: Yes... I was foolish. They were both my father’s knights, so... I didn’t want to suspect them... I wanted to trust them. Barthe: But that trust is what put you in danger... Lilina: I know... I’m truly sorry, Barthe... Barthe: Lady Lilina, please value your safety above all. You are our master, and we knights depend on you to pledge our loyalty.
Barthe	Lilina	A	Lilina: Barthe... What do you think will happen to Ostia now, without my father? Barthe: Unless someone rebuilds Ostia after this war is done, it will fall further and further into chaos. That someone is you, Lady Lilina. Our people are all waiting for you. Lilina: But... I don’t think I’m qualified. I’m just going to be a nuisance to you all... You...think so too, right? Barthe: ...... I know not how a person in power should be, but... When you said that you wanted to trust your servants, I certainly did not feel that you were mistaken in thinking so. Lilina: ...... Barthe: I have one thing to say to you, my lady. No matter what kind of path that you would follow from now on, we knights will swear our loyalty to always support you.
Lilina	Ogier	C	Lilina: Hello, Ogier. Ogier: L-Lady Lilina! Lilina: Oh, don’t act so tense like that... I just wanted to talk with some people from Ostia. Ogier: Um...all right. Lilina: Talk to me. Let’s see... Tell me about your hometown. Ogier: My hometown? Well... It was just an ordinary village. We were poor... The reason I came all the way out to the city was to make money to feed my younger brothers... Lilina: You have brothers? How nice. Do you have any sisters? Ogier: ...I have one sister who’s a little younger than me. Lilina: Really? What’s she like? Is she cute? Does she look like you? Ogier: I... I was still young, so I don’t really remember. But I still remember holding her hand. Her hand...it was so small and delicate. Lilina: That’s so sweet... I always wanted a younger sister, too.
Lilina	Ogier	B	Lilina: Ogier, how is your sister doing? Ogier: ...... Lilina: Is she at home? Or did she come out to Ostia with you? If she did, I would like to... Ogier: I’m sorry, Lady Lilina, but... Lilina: Tell me. I’d love to meet her. Ogier: She’s not around anymore. Lilina: What? Why...? Ogier: Lady Lilina... Our village was very poor. ...It is the men who become workhands. Girls...have no place. We don’t have any extra bread, either, so... When a girl is born in a poor family, we put pretty clothes on her and leave her in a faraway town. Lilina: ...... Ogier: ...We were poor. I don’t hold anything against my family. If we hadn’t done what we did...we would have just starved. Lilina: ...I’m sorry... Ogier: Lady Lilina? Lilina: I’m sorry... I...didn’t know anything... I didn’t know anything... and I...I just... Ogier: D-Don’t cry! Please, Lady Lilina...
Lilina	Ogier	A	Ogier: Lady Lilina, about the other day... I’m sorry. I said more than I should have. Lilina: Ogier. Ogier: Yes? Lilina: I’m sorry, I was so stupid. But I don’t want to stay ignorant. Right now, I don’t know anything about running a country, but I’ll learn. I shall make Ostia a country in which our children can always be happy. Ogier: ...Lady Lilina, please don’t strain yourself. My brothers are doing fine thanks to the Ostian marquess. Even God can’t save all of the people. Lilina: ...... Ogier: But I can say this, Lady Lilina... My sister, wherever she is... She would have liked you very much.
Gwendolyn	Lilina	C	Lilina: Hello, Gwendolyn. Gwendolyn: Lady Lilina... Please stay close to me. I shall protect you with my life. Lilina: Th-Thank you... That armor... It’s quite an accomplishment. Isn’t it heavy for a girl? Gwendolyn: No, my lady. The weight of an knight’s armor is a symbol of his loyalty. Lilina: All right... But just don’t strain yourself. Gwendolyn: Thank you very much, my lady. Lilina: Why did become an Armor Knight? Did you want to become like Bors? Gwendolyn: Yes... My brother is the goal that I pursue. I wish to protect you like my brother does, Lady Lilina.
Gwendolyn	Lilina	B	Lilina: Gwendolyn. Gwendolyn: Yes, Lady Lilina? Lilina: Let’s chat a little. Tell me about yourself. Gwendolyn: Yes. I am an Armor Knight of Ostia... Lilina: No, not things like that... For example, do you have a man whom you fancy? Gwendolyn: A...man? Lilina: Yes. Gwendolyn: I...don’t really know. Lilina: What? Gwendolyn: I always just focused on become strong like my brother, so... I never really thought about things like that... Lilina: I see... Let’s talk about something else, then. We’re both girls in the same army that grew up in the same place. I want to know more about you.
Gwendolyn	Lilina	A	Gwendolyn: Lady Lilina, you are an odd individual. Lilina: Odd? Why? Gwendolyn: You are in a much higher position than we are... But you still come right down to talk to us with a smile on your face. It seems...odd. Lilina: Do you think so? I just want to be friends with you. Gwendolyn: F-Friends? I don’t think that would be possible, my lady... You are my master! Lilina: That doesn’t make a difference. You’re the only girl around my age that grew up in the same area. Let’s not worry about who’s the master or the servant... Gwendolyn: Lady Lilina! You are carrying Ostia’s future on your shoulders. You are different from us. You do understand that, do you not? Lilina: ...So we can’t be friends? Gwendolyn: I’m sorry. But I am very grateful for your consideration. Perhaps we cannot be friends, but would you allow me to go over and chat with you once in a while? Lilina: Of course! ...Thank you, Gwendolyn.
Gonzalez	Lilina	C	Gonzalez: Li...lina. Lilina. Lilina: Yes? Gonzalez: This. I give you. Lilina: Oh... A pretty white flower. Thank you, Gonzalez. Gonzalez: Th... Thank..? What’s that? Lilina: What? Gonzalez: I dumb... I not remember lots of words... Lilina: Oh... It’s thank you. It’s an expression of gratitude. Gonzalez: Grat...? Lilina: Um... When someone does something for you and you feel happy, you say ‘Thank you.’ Gonzalez: Thank...you? Lilina: That’s right... Thank you.
Gonzalez	Lilina	B	Gonzalez: L-Lilina, Lilina. Thank...you... Lilina: Gonzalez, it’s not a greeting word, you know. Gonzalez: This, I give you. You pretty. Flower pretty. Look good on you... Lilina: Thank you very much, Gonzalez. Gonzalez: Thank you... Lilina: This is really a beautiful flower... They were growing in Roy’s hometown, too... Gonzalez: Roy? Who’s Roy? Lilina: Roy is this army’s leader. He’s not very strong, but... He’s very kind. Gonzalez: ...Lilina like Roy? Lilina: Hm...? Yes... Yes, I like him very much. Gonzalez: ...I go now. Lilina: What? Wait, Gonzalez...
Gonzalez	Lilina	A	Lilina: Wait! Gonzalez! What’s wrong? Why are you avoiding me? Gonzalez: Sh... Shut up! Lilina: Ah! Gonzalez: G-Go away! Go go go! Lilina: ...... Gonzalez: Only hurt if talk... I know... I ugly, you pretty... I not same as you. But...I never forget. I stay human thanks to you... I never forget. ...Thank you... Lilina: ...No. Gonzalez: Li...lina? Lilina: That word... You use it when you’re happy. You don’t use it when you’re...leaving someone... Gonzalez: Lilina... Crying? Lilina: You too... Why are you crying? Gonzalez: I...I... Lilina: Gonzalez... I want to be with you. Gonzalez: Lilina... Lilina: Don’t tell me to go away...please... Gonzalez: Lilina... I...I... Lilina: Gonzalez... Gonzalez: Uhhhhh...
Cecilia	Lilina	C	Cecilia: Lilina, is your magic improving? Lilina: Yes, I think I’ve been getting better since you taught me the basics. Cecilia: Good. You have a special gift for magic, Lilina. If you practice, you’ll become a great mage like no other. Lilina: Me...? Cecilia: Yes. So make sure you keep up with your training. Lilina: Yes!
Cecilia	Lilina	B	Lilina: General Cecilia, why didn’t you teach magic to Roy? Cecilia: What? Lilina: When Roy was studying in Ostia, you wouldn’t teach him magic at all, no matter how much he asked. Cecilia: Ah... You’re right. I didn’t. Lilina: Why didn’t you? You taught it to me a great deal... Cecilia: That’s partly because of you. Lilina: Because of me? Cecilia: Right. Roy...you know how he is. If I taught him magic, he would have practiced and practiced to master it. Lilina: Yes, you’re right. But... Cecilia: You see, practice isn’t enough to master a school of magic. You need talent, and that can’t be obtained through mere training. What would Roy think if there was a person with that talent right near him? He’s working as hard...no, probably even harder than that person, but still he’s lagging far behind. What would he feel like? Lilina: That person... Is it me? Cecilia: People have things that they’re naturally good at. It was clear that Roy wouldn’t do very well with magic, so I figured that he would be better off mastering the sword. Lilina: ...... Cecilia: Lilina, you will eventually lead Ostia’s future. Remember this... If you assign someone to a task that he is naturally not good at, he will waste his ability. You must never think that everyone works in the same way. Lilina: Yes...
Cecilia	Lilina	A	Lilina: General Cecilia, don’t you think Roy has changed recently? Cecilia: In what way? Lilina: He’s gotten calmer... Or rather, he’s more confident when he’s giving commands to the army. Cecilia: You would naturally become like that if you were in charge of an entire army. If Roy didn’t grow, the army itself would be in danger. Lilina: General Cecilia, you said the other day that I would be leading Ostia’s future. Cecilia: Yes. After all, you are Lord Hector’s only heir. Lilina: Do you think I could be like Roy? I mean... I couldn’t even recognize a traitor in my own castle... Cecilia: People grow according to their potential. Even me, I didn’t know what I would do when I was pulled from Ostia to Aquleia and was told that I would be Etruria’s Sorcery General. Lilina: But you were able to succeed because of your ability... Cecilia: That’s not true. I was only able to come this far thanks to Perceval and Lord Douglas. You’re thinking that you have to do everything on your own, aren’t you? Lilina: Oh... Cecilia: Even Roy isn’t fighting on his own, you know. He’s putting faith in the people around him. That is another important attribute for a person in power. So you can depend on people when you want to, too. Lilina: Even you? Cecilia: Of course. I’ll be glad to offer you help when you need it. Lilina: Yes!
Garret	Lilina	C	Lilina: Oh... Hello, Garret. Garret: Damn... So it’s you, eh? I’m telling you, I’m not gonna be your friend or anything... ...Hey. Lilina: What? Garret: You had an expensive-looking bracelet on your wrist. Where’d it go? Lilina: ...You have keen eyes. Garret: Well, you hafta be alert when you’re doing banditry. Did you take it off or something? Lilina: I gave it away. Garret: Huh? Gave it away? Lilina: I met an old blind man on the way here. He said that he would starve, so I gave it to him... Garret: Oh man! You princesses are so damn gullible! He’s obviously tricking you. He’s making you pity him so you’ll give him money. Lilina: But... Maybe he’s telling the truth... Garret: Listen, kid, there’s no way in hell that he’s telling the truth. After he gets his money, he’ll be laughing at you as you walk away. You’re so soft ’cause you don’t know the real world. Lilina: ...... But... Garret: W-Well... I mean, it’s your bracelet, so you can do whatever you want with it...
Garret	Lilina	B	Lilina: Hello, Garret. Garret: You again? I told you before, I ain’t your friend. There’s no telling what’ll happen to you if you stay with me so much. Lilina: No. You’re a good person. Garret: Ha! Would you listen to that! You really think you can tell good from bad in the real world? Even after you were so easily tricked the other day? Lilina: ...But... Garret: I’m here for the money. And if I don’t make any, I’ll just go back to being a bandit. Lilina: ...In that case, why don’t you just attack me right now? Garret: ...What? Lilina: I have magic tomes, ribbons...a lot of expensive items. You can sell them for money. Right now, there’s no one around... You should just take all my belongings and run off. Garret: ...If you understand that much, then why are you talking to me? What if I really did do that? Lilina: If you did...then it would be my foolishness. But I don’t think you would do something like that. I just feel that you’re not a bad person. I...trust you. (Lilina leaves) Garret: ...Dammit! How could I do anything with her looking at me like that...
Garret	Lilina	A	Lilina: Hello, Garret. Garret: Hey... Lilina: Yes? Garret: You said you gave your bracelet to that blind guy, right? What would you do if you met him again? Lilina: Well... Garret: I guess I don’t have to ask. You would just get tricked as easily as you did before and do anything for him, I’d imagine. Lilina: ...... Garret: Why do you care so much for total strangers? What are you gonna get from helping them? You should just ignore them. Lilina: ...If I see someone in need, I would feel that I want to do something to help him. If I met that old man again, I would probably give him something...again. Garret: ...... ...Oh well, guess some people are just born stupid. Oh yeah... I have to give you this. Lilina: ? What is this? It’s beautiful... Garret: I dunno. Some old guy who said he’d met you came up to me the other day. He asked me to give you this. He also said that he was really grateful for you. Lilina: But... I met that old man way back in... Garret: I-I don’t know! Anyway, he wanted me to give this to you. Just take it. (Garret leaves) Lilina: Garret...
Barthe	Ogier	C	Barthe: Ogier. Ogier: Sir Barthe. Barthe: Have you been keeping up with your training? Ogier: Of course. Barthe: ...I’ve been wanting to ask you, but why did you not try to become an Armor Knight? Why did you become a Mercenary? Ogier: I figured heavy armor wouldn’t suit me very well. Barthe: That is because you are not training yourself hard enough. Ogier: Well, but I wasn’t born with... Barthe: This is a perfect opportunity. I shall train you every day from now on. You will do the training that I do. Then you may be able to become an Armor Knight. Ogier: Are you sure...?
Barthe	Ogier	B	Ogier: Sir Barthe... This training is just...crazy. Barthe: You’ll get used to it soon enough. I do this every day. Ogier: Yes, but I don’t have the build that you do... Barthe: Did you say something? Ogier: No... Barthe: Just keep quiet and train yourself. Trust me. Ogier: Yes...
Barthe	Ogier	A	Barthe: ? Is someone doing practice swings...? Ogier: Phew... I wonder if I’ve gotten any closer to Sir Barth now. Barthe: Ogier. Ogier: Whoa!? Oh, Sir Barth! You scared me. Barthe: Good, very good. You see, your body has gotten accustomed to training itself. Ogier: Yes, I feel like I just have to keep moving my body. And besides, I would hate to lose someone because I wasn’t strong enough. Barthe: I see you have learned your lesson. If you keep a habit of training yourself, you will never get tired in battle. It doesn’t matter whether you are an Armor Knight or Mercenary. Ogier: What? But I thought you wanted to make me an Armor Knight. Barthe: I just said that to make you train as a habit. I know your build wouldn’t be able to handle heavy armor. Ogier: Really? Barthe: It encouraged you more, didn’t it? Ogier: It did? I wonder. Barthe: What did you say? Ogier: No, nothing...
Barthe	Gwendolyn	C	Gwendolyn: Sir Barthe! Are you all right? Barthe: Of course. I would never lose to such puny enemies like these. Gwendolyn: Yes, of course. Barthe: I won’t ask you if you’re safe, either. We Ostian knights will never lose. Gwendolyn: Yes. Barthe: I’m glad that you’re looking out for me, but you should be concerned about yourself before worrying about others. Gwendolyn: Yes.
Barthe	Gwendolyn	B	Barthe: What’s the matter, Gwendolyn? You’re panting. An Ostian knight wouldn’t be heaving after a light battle like that. Gwendolyn: Yes, I’m sorry. Barthe: Remember our training, Gwendolyn! Don’t you remember how we marched full-speed over that mountain? This is nothing compared to that! Gwendolyn: Yes! Barthe: Show the enemy the wrath of the Ostian knights! Gwendolyn: Yes! I will!
Barthe	Gwendolyn	A	Barthe: Gwendolyn. Gwendolyn: Sir Barthe, how can I improve my skills further? Barthe: You’re already a full-fledged Ostian knight, Wendy. I don’t have anything to criticize you for. Gwendolyn: Thank you! But...Sir Barthe... Can you...say something? Barthe: Something? What? Gwendolyn: Um... I’m sure there’s much more that I need to work on, so... Barthe: No. From now on, you must judge your own self. Gwendolyn: But... Barthe: ...What’s the matter? Why do you look so discouraged? Gwendolyn: I... I want you to teach me more... Barthe: ? Gwendolyn: Don’t... Don’t leave me, Sir Barthe... Barthe: Huh? What are you talking about? We are now comrades fighting together. I wouldn’t just leave you. Gwendolyn: Really? Barthe: Of course. ...We have wasted time talking like this. Let’s get moving, Gwendolyn! Gwendolyn: Yes!
Gwendolyn	Ogier	C	Ogier: What are you doing, Gwendolyn? Gwendolyn: I’m practicing my walking. Ogier: Walking? Why? Gwendolyn: For an Armor Knight, it’s tough to get back up if you fall to the ground. You have to build strong legs to make sure that you will never fall. Ogier: I see. Gwendolyn: The basics are everything, Ogier.
Gwendolyn	Ogier	B	Ogier: Ha! Ha! Gwendolyn: Ogier, are you doing practice swings with your sword? Ogier: Yes. I can’t be losing to you, so I thought I’d retrain myself from the basics as well. Gwendolyn: I see. But, I won’t lose to you, either. Ogier: I suppose we’ve got a little competition going, then.
Gwendolyn	Ogier	A	Ogier: How are you doing, Gwendolyn? Gwendolyn: I’m doing well, of course. I can’t be complaining if I want to be a strong Armor Knight. Ogier: Yes, me too. If I want to be a powerful mercenary... Gwendolyn: ...Ogier, thank you. Ogier: Wh-What? Gwendolyn: I’ve been able to keep trying because I’m competing with you. If I didn’t have you with me, I probably would have given up, saying, ‘It wouldn’t have been possible for a girl like me, anyway.’ Ogier: ...I feel the same way. I’ve been able to come this far thanks to you. We’re even. Gwendolyn: Yes. But I still won’t allow myself to lose to you. Ogier: I’ll throw those words right back at you, Gwendolyn.
Larum	Ogier	C	Larum: Hmm... I need to work on my twirls more... Ogier: Oh... Larum: !? Hey! You saw my secret training! Ogier: N-No! I didn’t mean to! Larum: That doesn’t matter! I can’t let you go back alive, now that you’ve seen me. For an entertainer, being seen practicing a trick means death! Ogier: D-Death? Larum: Wait, was that right? Anyway, it’s that embarrassing! Ogier: I’m really sorry. I didn’t know. Larum: Hm... Well, I guess what’s done’s done. Hey, if you saw my dance, you might as well tell me how it was. What did you think? Ogier: Uhm... Well, it was really pretty. Although it was a little...revealing. Larum: Do you think so? You know, this dance’s main part is still to come. It becomes really amazing towards the end. Ogier: Wow... It does? Larum: Hey! You were thinking naughty thoughts, weren’t you? Ogier: N-No no! I wasn’t!
Larum	Ogier	B	Larum: Hmm~~ Ogier: Oh, Larum. Larum: ? Oh, you’re the guy who was spying on me. Ogier: ...That’s a misunderstanding... Larum: Well, you praised my dancing, so I’ll forgive you. Ogier: You really like to dance, huh? Larum: I guess. It’s fun. I meet a lot of people when I travel around, and they all love my dancing. I like that sort of thing. Ogier: I see. Larum: Hey, I know. Do you want me to show you the rest of the dance from the other day? Ogier: R-Really? Larum: Do you want to see it? You do, right? Then tell me that you do. Ogier: I... I want to see it. Larum: Ah well, I guess I can show it to you. This is the sixth of the seven dances I’ve mastered so far. And it’s called... Ogier: It’s called...? Larum: Dance Number 6. Ogier: Oh. It’s kind of...ordinary. Larum: Hey! You were disappointed just now, weren’t you. Ogier: N-No! I wasn’t. Larum: Yes, you were. Ogier: No, I wasn’t! Larum: Yeah, sure! Nope, changed my mind. I won’t show it to you! Ogier: N-No...
Larum	Ogier	A	Ogier: Larum! Larum: What? Oh, I know. You just wanted to see that dance so badly, right? Ogier: Your dancing... I think I’ve seen it before somewhere. Larum: Huh? You have? Ogier: Yeah. A small band of entertainers once stopped at my village when I was younger. I went to watch them…and a little girl was dancing in the center. She tripped a few times and made some mistakes, but she was trying really hard. I was going through a tough time back then, but that girl’s dancing kind of cheered me up. Larum: Hmm... I don’t remember it. Ogier: I didn’t think so. But it was really nice. You’re probably cheering up a lot of people with your dancing, wherever you go. Larum: You’re embarrassing me now! But thanks, Ogier. Tell you what. I’ll show you one of my special dances some time. Ogier: Special...? Larum: It’s really amazing! Ogier: Wow... It is? Larum: Hey! You were thinking naughty thoughts again, weren’t you? Ogier: N-No! I wasn’t!
Fir	Sin	C	Fir: Oh... Sin: ...... Fir: You're...Sin, right? Sin: ...... Fir: You joined this army, too? What a coincidence. Sin: Yeah... It is. Fir: ...... Um...oh. Did you find the woman you were looking for? Sin: ...... Fir: I-I'm sorry... Maybe I shouldn't have asked... Sin: No... It's all right. I was able to meet her. Fir: Oh, you did? That's nice to hear. Sin: Yeah... It is.
Fir	Sin	B	Fir: Sin! Sin: ...... Fir: Is something wrong? Sin: ...I hadn't asked you yet. Which clan are you from? Fir: What? Sin: Are you from the Bulgar clan? Or are you part of the Djute clan that betrayed us? Fir: ...I don't know. Sin: ...... Was that...a joke? Fir: N-No, it wasn't. I lived with my parents, so I don't really know much about the clans... Sin: ...I see. Fir: Um, you're from the Kutolah clan, right? You said so before. Sin: That's right. Our chief is the Silver Wolf, the strongest warrior in Sacae. No one can match his mastery of the sword and bow. Fir: You admire him greatly. Sin: ..Can you tell? Fir: Yes, I can tell by your eyes. You're usually forbidding... I, I mean quiet... But you had a proud look on your face just now.
Fir	Sin	A	Sin: You're...strange. Fir: I... I am? Sin: Sacaean women rarely pick up weapons. Even if they did, they would choose a bow. You would rarely see a girl fighting with a sword. Fir: Oh... Sin: And... Sacaean people worship the Sky and Earth. You don't pray, and you don't even belong to a clan... I have never seen a Sacaean like you before. Fir: I-I'm sorry... Sin: No, I'm not accusing you. I actually respect it. People can also live freely like you... You've taught me a lesson. Fir: I think you're exaggerating... But it feels nice to hear you say that. Sin: You have beautiful eyes. Fir: Wh-What? Sin: That must be because you're looking straight ahead at your dream of mastering the sword. I will pray that your dream will come true one day. Fir: Yes! Thank you!
Bartre	Fir	C	Bartre: Fiiiir! Where are you? Fiiiir! Fiiiir! Fir: F-Father... You are much too loud. Bartre: Ah, Fir! It's good to see you safe! Fir: Father... Bartre: It's been a while since we last met. I was getting worried that we may not be able to see each other ever again. Fir: Don't exaggerate, Father... We were together during our marches. Bartre: But we don't have many chances in which we can speak in private like this. Now come, Fir. You can tell your father anything that's on your mind. Fir: F-Father... I'm sorry, but I have instructions from Master Roy. Bartre: Do you? Then I shall accompany you. Fir: Thank you, but I must fulfill my tasks on my own, otherwise it wouldn't be training. I must be off now. (Fir leaves) Bartre: Hum... Be careful, my daughter...
Bartre	Fir	B	Bartre: Fiiiir! Fiiiiir! Where are you, my daughter? Fir: F-Father... You don't have to shout so loudly... Bartre: I've been hearing some troubling rumors, Fir. I hear that you are secretly seeing a man in the army. Fir: Oh... Bartre: Is it true, my daughter? But fear not! I shall crush any bad influences that may advance upon you! Fir: N-No, you don't understand! He's helping me with my training. That's all. Bartre: Oh, so you were looking for someone to hone your skills with. But no worries, my daughter. You have your father to spar with! Now come, charge at me with full force! Fir: Um... I appreciate your consideration, but it needs to be someone who can use a sword... Bartre: ...... Fir: I'm sorry, Father... (Fir leaves) Bartre: Hum... Take care of yourself, my daughter...
Bartre	Fir	A	Bartre: Fiiiir! Fi- Fir: I can hear you! Bartre: Ah, Fir. You were all right... Fir: Father! Enough is enough! I'll be quite fine on my own! I don't need your overprotection! Bartre: ...... ...Forgive me. I was wrong... Fir: ...... Bartre: Forgive me, my daughter... I just wanted to make up for our lost time together. Fir: Lost...time? Bartre: Yes... When you were still a little girl, both your mother and I were always training. I regret now that we didn't pay enough attention to you. You never knew your parents' warmth... Fir: ...... Bartre: But you grew up to be a strong, confident young woman. However, that isn't thanks to me. So I just wanted to be able to help you in any way that I could... Fir: Father... You were always kind and loving. Whenever I was about to fall apart, you held me in your strong arms and comforted me... Bartre: ...... Fir: Father... I was happy. Bartre: Fir... Oh, my daughter... Fir: F-Father! Please don't cry in a place like this...
Fir	Karel	C	Fir: Uncle! Karel: Ah, Fir. Fir: Please let me stay with you and learn from your mastery of the sword! Karel: Suit yourself. Fir: Thank you! ...But... It doesn't feel right that you are staying here partnering with me. I'm still a novice, but you're the strongest member of our army! Karel: ...... Fir: They don't know how powerful you are! Once they see the true strength of the Sword Saint, then they'll... Karel: Fir. Fir: Y-Yes? Karel: Your heart is wandering. Fir: I... I respect you so much, so... Karel: It is pointless to marvel over one's power. That is not the kind of strength that I seek. Fir: ...Yes, Uncle.
Fir	Karel	B	Fir: Uncle... Karel: What is it, Fir? Fir: Please, teach me your way of the sword. Karel: ...... Fir: I want to know how you gained your power. I want to master the sword like you have. Karel: The way of the sword... Fir: Yes! Karel: That isn't something that can be taught, Fir. Fir: What...? Karel: A sword is simply a sword. It is a weapon used to kill people. Fir: That... That's not true! Karel: There's no strength in this piece of metal. I have lived by the sword ever since I was born, but my blade never gained any power. Fir: ...... Karel: True strength is not the power of a weapon. It is something that cannot be seen. We all have it within us. Including you, Fir. Fir: M-Me...?
Fir	Karel	A	Fir: Please tell me, Uncle! Karel: ...... Fir: What is true strength...? What is the way...? What...what must I do? Karel: ...Fir. You were always looking at your mother's back and following after her. Fir: ...... Karel: And now, you come to me for advice because you have lost sight of your mother. Fir: ...Yes. Karel: But, Fir. You are not your mother, nor are you me. The path which you seek does not lie behind us. It lies in front of you. It is you who must cut open that path for yourself. Fir: In front...of me? Karel: That isn't something that can be taught. It is something which you must discover on your own. Fir: ...Yes. Thank you, Uncle!
Sin	Zeiss	C	Zeiss: Whoa! Sin: ...... Zeiss: What are you doing, shooting at me! I'm on your side! Sin: ...Oh, right. You were. Zeiss: Oh, right!? It's fatal for a Dragon Knight to get shot with an arrow. Watch it, all right? Sin: ...... (Sin leaves) Zeiss: ...... So, he's looking at me like an enemy. Well, I suppose it can't be helped considering what Bern did to Sacae... But we can't be quarreling among allies... ...Well, I guess I should do something about it.
Sin	Zeiss	B	Zeiss: Hey, Sin! How are you doing? Sin: ...Fine, as you can see. Zeiss: You're really great with your bow, huh? You're hitting almost all of your targets. I'd like to as well, but I'm kinda... Zeiss: !! Sin: Look out! Zeiss: ! Sin: ...Hm. I missed his throat. Zeiss: I thought I'd killed him... Sorry, I made you clean up after my mistake... Sin: It was an automatic reaction. Zeiss: That doesn't matter. You still saved my life. Hey, why don't you teach me some tips on how to make my attacks more accurate? Sin: No. (Sin leaves) Zeiss: ...... ...Well, at least he helped me out...
Sin	Zeiss	A	Zeiss: Sin! Behind you! Sin: ! Zeiss: Are you all right? I guess even you have some trouble when you're surrounded. Sin: You didn't have to do that. Zeiss: Well, I saw it. It was an automatic reaction. Sin: ...... Zeiss: Well, I'll be going now, but make sure you don't start shooting at me again! Sin: I won't make that mistake. Zeiss: You sure did the other day! ...Well, we're in heated action, so it can't be helped if you occasionally make a mistake. Sin: I'm not stupid enough to point my bow at an ally. ...There's no way I would shoot you. Zeiss: ...Yeah, you're right! Sin: I'll be right behind you. Leave the enemies you missed to me. Zeiss: Yeah, I will!
Dayan	Sin	C	Sin: Chief. Dayan: Sin... I'm sorry I put you through such a difficult task. I must thank you for finding my granddaughter. Sin: It was nothing, Chief. Dayan: It must not have been an easy journey. Where did you go after you left us? Sin: After we lost the battle, I set out looking for Lady Sue. I traversed through Lycia and crossed the ocean to the Western Isles. That is where I found her. It was several months after you gave me the order. Dayan: I see... It has been that long since we lost that battle. Sin: Chief... Dayan: We lost many of our clansmen. ...Young ones, too. Sin: But you have survived, Chief. No matter how separated the clan is, you can bring us back together.
Dayan	Sin	B	Sin: The nations in the west, such as Lycia and Etruria were very different from Sacae. There were soldiers clad in heavy armor that would not allow our arrows to pass. Dayan: So I would imagine. In the vast plains of Sacae, horses are crucial. However, in more crowded areas, key points are defended by soldiers such as the ones you speak of. Sin: Yes. Dayan: It is not surprising that some of our tactics fail on foreign battlefields. Sin: ...... Dayan: Betrayal and trickery are but mere tactics to them. It is only us who think that such methods are dirty. It is no surprise that we lose. Sin: ...But... I cannot agree with such...dirty fighting. Dayan: Even so, you must accept the fact that people use it. We must be prepared for it when it it used on us.
Dayan	Sin	A	Dayan: Sin. Sin: Yes? Dayan: Father Sky has not brought only misfortune to us. Some good things happened to us after we lost. Especially for you. Sin: What do you mean? Dayan: The land isn't as it used to be. We Sacaeans must think with broader perspectives outside of the clans. Sin: But Chief... Dayan: You seem to have learned much during your travels. I'm already too old to change my way of thinking. But you are still young. It is your responsibility to lead Sacae to a brighter future. This is an order from your Chief, Sin. It is up to you youths to decide Sacae's fate. Sin: Yes...
Geese	Larum	C	Geese: Hey, you... Larum: Eeeeeeeek! A pirate! Geese: W-Wait a minute... Larum: Eeeeeek! Help help help! Geese: S-Stop... Wait! Listen to me! Larum: What? Pirates are all the same. You're just going to say shut up, or you'd better not say a word if you want to live, or something like that. Oh! Larum's in grave danger! But just you wait. Soon Roy'll appear on a shining white stallion and rescue me... Geese: ...Um, are you done? Listen. I'm not a pirate anymore. Larum: Hmph! Even if you try to act good like that, I know better! I know you're trying to run off with me because I'm just so irresistible. Geese: ...You've got to be kidding me. Larum: Kidding!? What, are you saying that I'm not cute enough to kidnap!? Geese: You... No...forget it. Sorry to bother you. (Geese leaves) Larum: Hey, wait!
Geese	Larum	B	Larum: Eeeeeek! It's the pirate again! Geese: I said I'm not... Larum: Are you still trying to cover up the obvious truth? Your hairstyle, your clothes... Everything about you is just screaming, 'I'm a pirate!' Geese: ...Fine... Have it your way. Larum: Aha! You admit it! And? You're still trying to run off with me, right? Geese: Hey... Would you please listen to what I have to say... Larum: Oh! Larum's in great danger! But just you wait. Roy'll beat you down any day! (Larum moves to the right) Larum: 'Are you all right, Larum?' (Larum moves to the left) Larum: 'Oh, Master Roy...' (Larum moves to the right) Larum: 'Larum, I can't live without you.' (Larum moves to the left) Larum: 'Oh, thank you, Master Roy...' And then we... Ooooohhhhh! Geese: ...... Larum: Hey, where are you going? Geese: See you later... Talking with you is exhausting.
Geese	Larum	A	Geese: Hey. Larum: It's the pirate! Are you still trying to... Geese: This is yours, right? Larum: Oh... I lost this ribbon the other day. Wait! I get it. You stole it, right!? Geese: Why the hell would I return it to you, then!? I found it lying on the ground, and I thought it might be yours. Larum: Oh. Then why didn't you say so in the first place? Geese: I would have if you let me! You just start screaming whenever we meet! If only you'd stop and listen once in a while... Larum: So you weren't a bad person after all. I shouldn't have been so scared, then. Geese: ...... (Geese leaves) Larum: Hey, wait. I'll show you a special dance in return. Hey, wait... What! Are you trying to tell me my dancing isn't worth watching!?
Echidna	Geese	C	Echidna: Hey, you. Geese: Yeah? Echidna: You can drive a ship, right? I want to ask a favor. Geese: From me? Echidna: Yeah. We're planning on building a new village on the Western Isles. What I want you to do is to use your ship to carry the people there. I'll pay you well. Geese: ...A ship, huh? Echidna: What's the matter? You can drive one, right? Geese: ...Yeah, I sure can. I was once the captain of a trading vessel. There's no ocean I haven't seen yet. Echidna: ...Then why did you become a pirate? Geese: I couldn't continue my business in this war. We had no choice, so I persuaded the boys, saying that we were going to become pirates. Echidna: Uh-huh. Geese: But we were originally just ordinary seafarers. We didn't like fighting or robbing, or any of that stuff. Anyway, when we were prepared and finally set off as pirates, everyone started complaining of stomachaches, and seasickness, and everything. Echidna: Well, well. It's amazing you got this far. Geese: Yeah, well, I wasn't doing it because I liked it...
Echidna	Geese	B	Geese: Even if I say we were pirates, we were just amateurs. ...We figured we'd go for easy targets first, so we picked a small trading ship as our first one. We were able to take over the ship without much of a fight, but... Echidna: But what? Geese: We couldn't find any treasure at all. The captain of the ship told me that he was in the same situation that I was. He said that he wasn't doing well, either, so he might have to resort to piracy, just like us... Echidna: And? Geese: We let them go. I couldn't steal from them after hearing that. Echidna: A nice pirate, eh? How ever would you survive? Geese: ...Yeah, that's what I thought, too. So anyway, we decided to go after a bigger ship next. We figured we could steal a little from the rich and no one would be hurt. A few days later, we were lucky enough to come across a large trading vessel. Echidna: Yeah? Geese: We didn't have to hold back this time. We charged the ship... But when got close, suddenly the enemy ship's deck started swarming with ballistas and archers. It was one of Bern's battleships. Echidna: My, my. Geese: We were shot at mercilessly, and they chased us for three days and nights. We somehow got away, but the ship was wrecked. We weren't making any money, either. Some of the boys started crying. Hell, even I felt like crying that time. Echidna: Poor thing. Geese: Well, like I said, I wasn't doing it because I liked it...
Echidna	Geese	A	Echidna: Hm? What's that? A map? Geese: This is the one prize that I've gotten so far as a pirate. I found it when we were battling another band. Echidna: I see. Geese: See the skull mark here? It means that there's treasure buried there. Echidna: And did you find it? Geese: I haven't gone looking for it yet. Once this war ends, I'll be a merchant again. If what this map says is true, I can go get the treasure and travel the seas once more. Echidna: ...... Geese: I don't have any money left. I even went into debt to feed the guys. If this map's a fake, then I'll have to let go of my ship forever. ...I can't help but hesitate when I think of that possibility. Echidna: Uh-huh. But you know that no amount of praying or worrying is gonna get you that treasure, right? You have to take action. Geese: ...Yeah. You're right. Echidna: Even if that map's a fake, there'll be other treasures out there. Anyway, you're helping us out by carrying the residents to our new village, right? I'm counting on you. Show me your ship some time. Geese: You got it. You can count on me.
Cath	Geese	C	Cath: Hey, you're a pirate, right? Geese: Hm? Yeah...I guess. That's what I look like, huh? Man... Cath: ? Geese: I used to be a seagoing merchant. Cath: Really? You must've made a lot of money, then. Lucky you. Oh, well, I guess we poor people have to just keeping working hard... Geese: Wait a sec. Cath: Huh? Geese: What's my bag doing in your hand? Cath: ...... Y-You're pretty perceptive, aren't you? Geese: ...Gee, thanks. Cath: Hmm... All right! There's no treasure I can't steal! Be ready the next time we meet!
Cath	Geese	B	Cath: Hey, Geeeeese. Geese: Yeah? Cath: Ohhhh... I think I'm drunk... Geese: ...... Cath: Can you stay and revive me? Come on... Geese: ...Hey. Cath: Yeah? Geese: Were you hit with a Berserk staff or something? Cath: Huh? Geese: Whatever you're doing, it's not very convincing at all. Cath: What!? You withstood my seduction moves!? You're no ordinary man! Geese: ...Gee, thanks. But you know, you're really not suited for that role. Cath: I-I know that! I was just testing you! I'll get serious next time. I'll take your stuff without you even noticing! Geese: Uh-huh. Good luck.
Cath	Geese	A	Cath: Geese! Geese: Yeah? Cath: Doesn't this look familiar? Geese: Hey, that's my... Cath: Hehe, guess you weren't so good after all! There's no treasure I can't steal! Geese: Sigh... Cath: Well, let's see now. What have we got in here? ... ... ... ... What... What the heck!? This is nothing but junk! Geese: It's not junk. Maps, compasses... It's equipment you need for sailing. Cath: What about the treasure!? Where's the treasure!? Geese: Hahaha, there never was any treasure! I'm broke. Drowning in debt, to tell you the truth. I got nothing you can steal! Cath: Erg... How come you're bragging like that? You're broke! Geese: I've got a dream. I'm gonna go back to being a trader and hit a jackpot. You'll see, I'll fill my ship with riches in no time. Then you'll have something to steal! Cath: ...... Did... Did I lose? Are you a big shot? ...Or just an idiot?
Garret	Geese	C	Garret: Hey, you're a sailor, right? Geese: Hm? Yeah, I am. Garret: Do sailors make a lot of money? Geese: ...... Well, we used to. But now...it's not so good. I had to stoop down to piracy. Garret: Oh... Sorry to bother you, then. Geese: What? I thought you wanted something. Garret: I was thinking you might hire me on your ship, but it's kinda stupid to go from being a bandit to being a pirate. I just...don't want to rob people to live anymore. Geese: Hey, not so fast. I'm gonna quit piracy. It doesn't suit me anyway. I'm going back to being a trader after the war ends. I could hire you to do odd jobs around the ship if you want.
Garret	Geese	B	Geese: Hey, Garret. Try spinning around in the spot a few times. Garret: What? What kind of joke is this? Geese: Just think of it as a sailor's test. Garret: Damn... Fine. ...... All right, I did it. Geese: Good. Now try walking over here straight. Garret: ...... ...Whoa. (Garret loses his balance) Geese: You're gonna get seasick. You'll have to fix that if you want to be a seafarer. Garret: What? A grown man, seasick? Geese: That doesn't make a difference. Even grown men puke their guts out when they're still not used to the rocking of the ship. And the outer seas can be nasty. We somtimes come across storms that could flip the ship over. Well, I suppose you'll get used to it after a month or so. Garret: A month? I'm gonna be seasick for a whole month? Geese: Of course. The ocean's huge. We sometimes won't see land for an entire year. Garret: Whoa... Maybe I don't want to do this after all.
Garret	Geese	A	Garret: Well... Fast cash isn't easy to find, is it. Sailing seems like a worse option whenever I hear about it. Geese: You think so? The sea's a great place. Garret: But you're always on the water, right? It's just endlessly blue wherever you look. Geese: No, the sea's not only blue. Sometimes it turns gold. Garret: Huh? Geese: It's true. When the sun comes up in the east...or when it sets in the west... The whole ocean shines a beautiful gold... Garret: ...... Geese: Dawn is great as well, but I prefer the sunset. When you're sailing towards the setting sun, it's just... Garret: But you can't make any money with the sunset. Geese: ...You have no aesthetic sense. All right, I'll let you on my ship some time. I'll show you the ocean. You can't call yourself a true sailor until you see that beauty. Garret: This isn't gonna make me any money...
Douglas	Geese	C	Douglas: Geese. Geese: Hey... Long time no see. Douglas: I want to thank you for what you've done. I understand that you safely escorted Pr-... I mean, Elffin to the Western Isles. Geese: Yeah, I did what I could. That bard was an interesting guy. The girl he was with was seasick the whole time, though. Douglas: I see... Geese, I must apologize. I've misjudged you. Geese: What? Douglas: Since the assassins were after Elffin, I couldn't put him on a large commercial ship. That would be the first place they would look. So I had to ask you. But I can't say that I fully trusted you, a pirate. However, you kept your word. Geese: Hey... No problem. Douglas: You could have turned him in to the Revolutionaries and gotten a hefty reward. Why did you choose to help him? It didn't make you any money. Geese: ...Well, it never feels bad to save someone, does it? You can't say the same about piracy.
Douglas	Geese	B	Geese: Hey. Douglas: Geese, I must give you some sort of reward. Geese: Reward? Douglas: You have been a great help to my country. I can give you anything you ask. Geese: What're you talking about... I already got the payment you promised me. Douglas: No... That is not sufficient reward. You are a hero to the Etrurian people. Geese: Hero? That guy's just a bard, right? I was surprised when he turned out to be the liberator of the Western Isles, but... Douglas: Geese... I must tell you something. ...... ...Hmm... Geese: Yeah? Douglas: ...I'm sorry. I cannot tell you yet. Geese: Geez...make up your mind. Douglas: Anyway... I hear that you have helped the people of the Western Isles as well. Both our king and prince had wished them to be freed. So... Geese: Well... Sorry, but I don't really give a damn about politics or other nations' statures or anything like that. I just wanted to do something for the village that helped me out.
Douglas	Geese	A	Geese: ...You're not gonna leave me alone, are you? Douglas: Of course not. You have done me a great favor. I would be dishonoring my family's name if I didn't return it. Geese: Oh, man, you knights are so hard-headed. I swear, if you found 1G on the street, you wouldn't dare pocket it. Douglas: Geese... Geese: Sigh... Fine, let me think... ...All right, here's what I want. I want you and your king to make your country a good one. Make it a nation that won't go around causing stupid wars. And make it a nation where people can travel and do business safely. I'm gonna go bankrupt if you don't do that for me. Douglas: ...Geese... You deserve much better than being a pirate. I will promise to fulfill your requests. I shall swear my life to them!
Echidna	Gonzalez	C	Echidna: Whoa. Gonzalez: Uh? Echidna: Hey, what's your name? Gonzalez: I Gonzalez. Echidna: Gonzalez? My God, you're huge. And look at your build. You must be able to pull trees right out of the ground. Gonzalez: I...? Echidna: Hmm, this is quite a find. There's no way I'm letting you go. Gonzalez: Uh...what? ...I go now. Echidna: Hey, wait a minute.
Echidna	Gonzalez	B	Echidna: Oh. Gonzalez: Uh... Echidna: Hey, wait! I need a favor from you. Gonzalez: ...Me? Echidna: Right. It has to be you. You see, there's gonna be a new village built on the Western Isles. Gonzalez: Village... Echidna: There are lots of people who lost their homes because of the war. Some of them from the rebel group that I was with. Gonzalez: Lost home... Echidna: So, we've decided to build a village for those people. And we need help, you see. It'd be really great if we get some strong men like you. What do you say? If you sign up now, you'll get breakfast, lunch and dinner, five days a week. Gonzalez: But... I ugly... I can't stay with people. They not like me... Echidna: Haha, don't be ridiculous. Just try carrying in a couple of huge logs with that strength of yours. Everyone'll love you. Gonzalez: Love me...? I help you.
Echidna	Gonzalez	A	Echidna: Hey. Gonzalez: Uh... What... What's your name? Echidna: Oh, right. I hadn't told you yet. I'm... Gonzalez: No... I dumb. I can't remember things... ...And I ugly. Everyone looks at me... I ugly, dumb... Echidna: ...My, my. Look, Gonzalez, you have to have more confidence in yourself. Yeah, you have a scary face, and you're a bit dumber than most others. But so what? Gonzalez: Uh...? Echidna: All right, Gonzalez. I don't believe in that 'As long as you have a kind heart...' crap. You're ugly. People made fun of you because of it. Gonzalez: Uh... Echidna: But that doesn't mean you should just give up. You should look over yourself carefully, and find something that only you have. You'll eventually find something that's unique to you. Gonzalez: To me... Echidna: Right, unique to you. If you have that, no one'll be making fun of you anymore. You won't have to belittle yourself all the time. You can stand proud. Gonzalez: U...Unique...? ...... I go think. My head hurts... Echidna: Hahaha... Take all the time you need.
Bartre	Gonzalez	C	Bartre: So...you're Gonzalez. I hear you've been doing many evil deeds in the west. Gonzalez: Uh... Bartre: What do you want from me? Gonzalez: I... I want to fight with everyone. But...I useless. I become strong, everyone like me. Make me strong. Bartre: I see... Very well, I shall train you. First, I want you to hit me as hard as you can. Gonzalez: Hit? I can't... You get hurt... Bartre: You... Idiot! (Bartre hits Gonzalez) Gonzalez: Gah. (Gonzalez gets up) Gonzalez: Wh-Why you hit me? Bartre: Did you really think that your puny little fists would hurt me!? Now hit me! Gonzalez: O-Okay... Raaah! (Gonzalez hits Bartre) Bartre: Gwoh... Well...you're pretty strong. Prepare for my next attack!
Bartre	Gonzalez	B	Bartre: Gonzalez. Are you continuing with your training? Gonzalez: Look, look. I found this. I have more money. Bartre: I see. And? Gonzalez: I become strong. I buy armor. I not get hurt. Bartre: You... Idiot! (Bartre hits Gonzalez) Gonzalez: Gah. Bartre: Listen! Offense is everything in a battle! If you kill your enemy in a single hit, he will never get a chance to hit you! Know that only weaklings wear armor! (Gonzalez gets up) Gonzalez: O-Okay... I was wrong. I kill enemy in one hit. I buy strong axe. Bartre: You... Idiot! (Bartre hits Gonzalez) Gonzalez: Geh. Bartre: So you think that a strong weapon makes you powerful, do you? A true warrior fights with the raw strength of his muscles! If you have the time to go buy weapons, train yourself instead! Train yourself to the point where you can break down walls with the swing of an iron axe! (Gonzalez gets up) Gonzalez: O-Okay...
Bartre	Gonzalez	A	Bartre: Ah, Gonzalez. Gonzalez: I... Bartre: Say nothing, Gonzalez. I can tell by looking in your eyes. You have become strong. You have come a long way. Gonzalez: I, I... Bartre: I know what you want to say, Gonzalez. And I completely agree with you. I'm happy that you have come this far. Gonzalez: I... Bartre: But it isn't over yet. The path to a true warrior is long and hard. Now come, Gonzalez. Let us go in search of further power! Gonzalez: I...
Garret	Gonzalez	C	Garret: Whoa!? Gonzalez: Uh? What? Garret: What the hell!? Are you an enemy? Gonzalez: I, I... I Gonzalez. Garret: I wasn't asking your name. Well, I guess you ain't an enemy. Gonzalez: I Gonzalez. Garret: ...How were you ever let in to this army? You're almost a complete opposite of me. Gonzalez: ...... Garret: I mean, look at what you're wearing! You look like a total brigand. People'll be running away from you. Gonzalez: ...... Garret: Well anyway, you should learn from me. Gonzalez: Learn? You? Garret: ...What? You got a problem with that? Gonzalez: N-No... Okay. I learn from you. Garret: Not 'you.' I'm Master Garret. Got that? Gonzalez: G... G...? Strange name... Garret: Look at yours!
Garret	Gonzalez	B	Garret: Hey. You want something? Gonzalez: You... G...g... G...? Garret: Master Garret. Gonzalez: Yeah... You that. Here. I give you. Garret: Hey! Guess you aren't so useless. Gonzalez: You like this? Garret: Yeah, my mom used to pick these in the mountains when I was a kid. The bittersweet seeds are the best part! Gonzalez: Mom... You have parents. I not have... Garret: I don't have any parents now, either. She was killed in a bandit attack when I was a kid. Gonzalez: ...... Garret: But I survived. I found every single one of those bandits and put them through what they did to us. Gonzalez: ...... Garret: It took eight years. But...now I have nothing. I just...don't have anything to live for anymore. Gonzalez: ...... Garret: Damn... Why am I telling you this?
Garret	Gonzalez	A	Garret: Hey, Gonzalez. Gonzalez: You... G... Garret: Master Garret. Gonzalez: Yeah... You that. Here. I give you. Garret: Whoa whoa... You didn't have to bring the whole tree with you. Gonzalez: You like this. Garret: Well, yeah, I do, but this is going a little overboard... Ah well, who cares. Thanks. You want some? Gonzalez: No. I don't eat strange things. Garret: ...And what's that supposed to mean? Hm? ...Looks like I better get going. Come on, Gonzalez. Let's go. Gonzalez: Yeah.
Dayan	Gonzalez	C	Gonzalez: Hey... What's that? Dayan: Hm? Have you not seen eastern bows before? This is a bow we use for training. Gonzalez: C-Can I see? Dayan: All right, here. Try pulling the string. Gonzalez: Like this? Dayan: Hm, you're incredibly strong. A normal man wouldn't be able to pull it at all. Gonzalez: I-I so strong. Dayan: Now, try shooting an arrow. Gonzalez: ? Dayan: First, you put an arrow here... Gonzalez: Put arrow here... Dayan: Now let go. Gonzalez: Let go... Argh. (Gonzalez falls over) Dayan: Gonzalez! Are you all right? Gonzalez: Arrow hit me...
Dayan	Gonzalez	B	Dayan: Let me see your head. Yes...it looks fine now. Gonzalez: Uh... No more bow for me. What's that horse? Strange hair color. Dayan: Ah, it looks different from the horses where you come from, doesn't it? We can survive in Sacae thanks to these horses. We have no trouble keeping up with the mounts that foreign knights ride. Gonzalez: I-I want to ride... Gah. (Gonzalez gets kicked off the screen) Dayan: Gonzalez! Are you all right? Horses are very sensitive to people standing behind them. You have to be careful. Gonzalez: ...Ow...
Dayan	Gonzalez	A	Dayan: I'm sorry, Gonzalez. It seems that whenever you're with me, you get injured. Gonzalez: It's okay. Dayan: Here, I'll give you this as an apology. Gonzalez: What's this? Dayan: That's a headdress that we of the Kutolah clan wear. It would suit a fine warrior like you very nicely. Gonzalez: ...Thank you. Dayan: Take this as well. It's a wine made from horse milk. We Sacaeans drink it at festivities. Gonzalez: I happy. I drink. (Gonzalez drinks the wine) Dayan: Wait, don't drink so much... Gonzalez: Uh? Uhhhhhhh? (Gonzalez collapses) Dayan: Gonzalez! Can you get up? This wine is very strong. You shouldn't drink so much of it at once. Gonzalez: Uhhhhh...
Klein	Thea	C	Klein: Thea. Thea: General Klein! Is something wrong? Klein: No, I'm fine. I just wanted to tell you something. Thea: Tell me something? Klein: Yes. When I hired you and your squad...I was hiring you as an Etrurian general. Thea: ??? Yes, of course. Klein: So if I weren't an Etrurian general, you would be free to do as you wish. Thea: Yes, I know. That's what I told my squad when we joined this army. Klein: Well, you don't seem to be taking advantage of that freedom. Thea: ? Of course I am. Klein: Well... If you say so. Thea: ...What are you trying to say? Klein: No, it's nothing. Don't worry about it. Thea: ......
Klein	Thea	B	Thea: General Klein. Klein: Thea? What's wrong? Thea: It's about what you said the other day... Klein: The other day? Thea: You said that I wasn't taking advantage of my freedom... Klein: Oh, that. Thea: I wasn't quite sure what you meant, so I wanted to ask you. Klein: Well, since you're free to do what you want, no one's forcing you to stay here. That's all. Thea: !! ...Does that mean that you don't need my help? Klein: No, that's not what I meant. Thea, you're a mercenary. Staying with this army isn't going to get you much income. So if you're just fighting alongside us out of guilt or a feeling of responsibility, I just wanted to let you know that you shouldn't feel compelled to stay. Thea: Yes, you're right. Perhaps it is inconvenient to stay with this low-paying army. But I'm staying with you out of my own will. Please don't worry about it. Klein: Oh, all right, then. I'm sorry if I've been a bother. Thea: No, not at all.
Klein	Thea	A	Klein: Thea, when this war ends, I could help you find an army that pays well. Thea: ...Why? Klein: Well, even though you said that you're fighting with us out of your own will, my being here is still one of the reasons that you stayed. I just thought that I should compensate by helping out with your future plans... Thea: ...I can do that on my own. I appreciate your consideration, but please don't worry about it. Klein: But... Thea: Or is my being here a hindrance to you? Klein: N-No! Not at all! Thea: Then why are you telling me things like that! Klein: ...What's the matter, Thea? How come you're so upset... Thea: Ever since the other day, all you've been talking about it getting me out of this army...away from you! Klein: What? Well, I... Thea: I chose to stay by your side because I love you! But you... You're so inconsiderate! Klein: Um, well... I'm sorry. It's just that... I never thought that you felt that way about me. Thea: ...... Klein: So... ...... You know, Thea, you're to blame as well! Thea: Wh-What? Klein: You keep calling me 'General Klein, General Klein,' like you want to keep your distance with me! That's why you make me think that you're simply tagging along out of responsibility! Thea: B-But... Klein: No 'General' from now on. Just call me Klein, all right? Thea: Yes, General Klein. Klein: No. Klein. Thea: Huh? Oh... Yes...Klein...
Elffin	Klein	C	Elffin: That was a rough battle, master. Would you care for a song to soothe your tired heart? Klein: Oh, you're... You're the bard that is always with General Roy. Elffin: Yes. My name is Elffin. Klein: ...Elffin, might you be... No...that's impossible. Forgive me, please forget it. Elffin: ...I look very much like someone you know... Am I right? Klein: ! It...can't be. Elffin: Here I am standing right in front you, telling you myself, yet you do not believe me. Did my servants only have so much trust in me, Klein? Klein: Prince Myrddin! It is you! Oh...! I'm so glad you're in one piece, Your Majesty! Elffin: You seem to have grown while I was gone. Klein: Etruria has changed greatly during the year that you were gone, Your Majesty. Elffin: Yes, I know. I am sorry I put you through it. Klein: Well, I was stationed in the Western Isles, so it didn't affect me that much... But...you're really alive... I'm sure our people will welcome your return! Elffin: ......
Elffin	Klein	B	Klein: Pr-... I mean, Master Elffin! There you are. Elffin: ...General Klein, might you spare a moment? Klein: Yes? What is it? Elffin: ...Master. Klein: Master? What do you mean? Elffin: ...You don't understand? Klein: ...... Have I...done something wrong? Elffin: ...Someone is coming. We shall talk some other day. Klein: ...?
Elffin	Klein	A	Elffin: ...We can have some privacy here. Klein: Pr-... Master Elffin, you wanted to speak with me? Is it about Etruria? Elffin: No. It is about the other day. Klein: Oh... Are you talking about the 'Master' thing? Elffin: Don't you think it strange for an Etrurian noble to call a simple bard a 'Master?' Klein: Oh...! Yes, you're right! Forgive me. I shall call you Sir Elffin instead... Elffin: No. Just 'Elffin' will do. Klein: That will not do! Even if you are in disguise, I cannot address my prince simply by name. Elffin: Hm... ...You haven't changed at all. Klein: Huh? Elffin: Do you remember how you used to often come to the palace with your father? Klein: Yes... I've been going to the palace for as long as I can remember. Elffin: Since I had no siblings, I couldn't help but think how cute you were as a toddler. And I was still young and foolish, so I told your father, 'Your son shall now be my younger brother. He must live in the palace from now on.' Klein: You said that? Elffin: Yes, I was a fool. Of course, your father didn't know what to say. And then, you spoke up. Klein: I did...? Elffin: Yes. And you said the same words. 'That will not do.' Klein: ...I don't remember. Elffin: 'I'm going to be your knight, so that will not do.' Those were your exact words. You also told me, 'Choose someone else for your brother!' Klein: ...I-I was so rude... I, uh... Forgive me, Your Majesty... Elffin: Don't worry about it. I'm glad that you haven't changed. ...When I came back from the brink of death, the world looked so different. I'm glad to see that some things are still the same. Klein: Prince Myrddin...
Klein	Perceval	C	Klein: General Perceval! It is good to see you again. Perceval: Klein. It is good to see you are well. It seems that you've gotten quite used to your position now. Klein: Yes. Although, I'm still one of the least experienced and weakest generals... Perceval: Well, from the way I see it, those working under you are the luckier ones. Klein: I hope so, too, General Perceval. Perceval: ...How have you been doing? Klein: What? Perceval: What do you think about this army? Klein: Well... Frankly, I feel more at home here than in the Etrurian army. Perhaps it is because of General Roy's personality... Perceval: ...I see. Klein: How do you feel, General Perceval? Perceval: I can't say I feel completely comfortable here. Klein: You can't? Perceval: It is probably because what I seek from an army doesn't exist here. Klein: So...you can't get used to this army? Perceval: ...No, it's a little different from that. It is just that I am and will always be an Etrurian knight. I am unable to bend my standards so easily.
Klein	Perceval	B	Perceval: ...How do you feel about the coup d'etat in Etruria? Klein: ...I understand that Bern was doing things behind the scenes, but still... I never would have imagined that the Etrurian Court would divide into two hostile sides so easily. To tell the truth, I'm still not over it. I... I never thought that there would be so many people who would give in to greed so easily... Perceval: Etruria had not known war for a very long time. Thus, blinded by peace, we didn't notice the men scheming evil deeds. Klein: Yes... A conflict would have broken out even without Bern's help. Perceval: Once this war is over, I will return and devote my life to rebuild Etruria. Klein: Of course, General Perceval. I am prepared to give my life to that cause as well. Perceval: Klein, I want you to seek a different path. Klein: What!? Perceval: Once I return to Etruria, I plan to dismiss all but those few whom I can put absolute trust in to be loyal to king and country. I will do anything to maintain mutual trust among the king's servants. Klein: General Perceval... Don't be ridiculous! Perceval: ! Klein... Klein: ...Please, relax a little. With your ability, you won't have to go to such extreme measures. I was holding this in because we are at war, but...I'll say it now. I miss the days when I could look up to you as an older brother...the days when we were more relaxed, and sometimes even laughed it up together... Perceval: ...... Klein: Once this war ends, let us return and celebrate the prosperity of the new Kingdom of Etruria together...in laughter.
Klein	Perceval	A	Klein: General Perceval? Perceval: Klein. Is something wrong? Klein: No, I just saw you, so... Perceval: I see. Klein: You know, I was thinking... Before the coup d'etat, we were never working together under the same mission. But now, here we are, fighting alongside each other, after we have both left the Etrurian military and are under General Roy's command. Perceval: Hm, yes... Fate can work in strange ways. Klein: Yes. Oh, on a different topic... Have your favorite foods changed over the recent years? Perceval: ? ...No. Why? Klein: It's just that the cook was a little troubled. He said that since you are expressionless no matter what you eat, he never knows what to give you. Perceval: Expressionless? ...Do you think so? Klein: Yes, very much so, General Perceval. Even when you're having wine, your expression stays the same no matter how much you drink. If you stop making expressions, you'll forget how. Perceval: Expressions are not things that can be forgotten. Klein: I wouldn't be so sure about that with you, General Perceval. Perceval: ...Well, well. Getting fresh, are we? Klein: Haha... I guess it looks like I need not worry.
Juno	Thea	C	Thea: Juno... Are you all right? Juno: Oh? Are you looking our for me, Thea? Thea: Well, you've been retired for a while now, so... I'm sure you'll be all right, but anything can happen, right? I was a little worried. Juno: Thanks... But I'll be fine. How about you? How is your work as a flightleader going? You're responsible, so I thought you'd be all right, but did you get along okay with your squad? Thea: I didn't do anything special...but I think I did all right. Juno: Then I'm sure you did fine, Thea. Good girl... Thea: J-Juno! Juno: Oh... You don't like having your head petted anymore? You used to love it. Thea: T-That was a long time ago... I'm not...you know, a kid anymore. Juno: So you don't like it? Thea: It's not that I don't like it, but...you know...
Juno	Thea	B	Thea: Juno... Juno: Thea? What's the matter? Thea: Nothing. I was just wondering whether you were all right... Juno: Wait, Thea. Let's chat a little. Thea: Um...but... Juno: It's okay, Thea. You can be my little sister when we're alone together... Thea: ...... Juno: You're a strong girl, but you easily get lonely... Do you remember the time when I first left to go train as a Pegasus Knight? You thought I was leaving forever, and you... Thea: D-Don't bring that up...! I was still a little girl back then... Juno: I was glad that you cared so much about me, Thea. You're always so blunt, so at times I thought you didn't like me at all. Thea: No... Juno: But...you cried so much that time. You were sobbing, 'Don't go, Juno.' I felt like crying myself. Thea: Juno... Juno: Thea, if you're ever feeling down, come talk to me. Because...I'll always be your big sister. Thea: Yeah...
Juno	Thea	A	Thea: Juno? Juno: Yes? Thea: I was thinking... Maybe you should leave the rest of the battle up to us and rest a bit. You know, you're a mother now, so... Juno: Oh? Should the old ladies be stepping back now? Thea: N-No, that's not what I mean. I just... Juno: I know, Thea. Thank you. But I'll be fine. I still am an Ilian Pegasus Knight. Don't forget, I taught you how to ride your pegasus in the first place. Thea: Yeah, I know, but... ...... If something happens...I'll be there for you, Juno. Juno: Yes... Thank you, Thea.
Echidna	Larum	C	Larum: Echidna! Echidna: Hey, Larum. What's up? Larum: What's happening with the plan? Echidna: Plan? Larum: Yeah, the plan about building that village. Echidna: Oh. Yeah, I've been going around recruiting help. Are you going to help out, too? Larum: Of course! What do you want me to do? Echidna: Dance, of course. Your dancing cheers everyone up. It makes them feel like getting up and working some more. Larum: You think so? Hmm... Well, I can cook, too. You know my Special Stamina... Echidna: No way. Larum: Wh-What? Echidna: Ever since I started the rebellion, I've been eating your... I can't even bear to say it in words. Anyway, I wouldn't call it food. Larum: I never! I've always been trying... Echidna: Look, Larum. You usually don't end up burning the house down when you cook a proper meal. Larum: That's not a big loss, considering how wonderful my food tastes. Echidna: The wails and moans of the rebel members... I can still hear them echoing in my ears. Has Elffin eaten ever eaten the stuff? Larum: Yeah. But he didn't say anything. Echidna: ...... Larum: You see? There's something wrong with everyone else's taste buds. My food was probably too high-class for them. Maybe...Roy might appreciate my fine taste. Yes! I'm sorry, Echidna. I have to have Roy try my cooking! (Larum leaves) Echidna: ...I'm sorry, Roy...
Echidna	Larum	B	Larum: Oh, Echidna. Echidna: Larum. Hey... You were talking about feeding that stuff to Roy, but... Did you really do it? Larum: What's that supposed to mean!? He praised me! He said that it was really...uh...that it looked really good. Echidna: So he ate it, huh? When's the funeral? Larum: Hmph! I just wasn't doing too well that day! My stepfather always said that he loved my cooking. Echidna: Now, now, even if you can't cook, your dancing is still the best in the world. I should be working hard, too, to let the people live in peace... Larum: ...You know, you're really noble. Echidna: Wh-What? Larum: You're always thinking about others. Even this, you're building a village so that other people can live peacefully. Echidna: I... Larum: You're like those heroes that appear in the sagas that bards sing! You appear, help the needy, and leave as suddenly as you had come... You're also mysterious since you never tell anybody about yourself. Echidna: Right...I don't. Larum: But I won't ask. I'm really curious, but there must be an important reason why you won't tell us.
Echidna	Larum	A	Larum: Hey, Echidna! Echidna: Yeah? Larum: I just had a really great idea! Echidna: What is it? Larum: Do you want to hear it? Echidna: Well, yeah. Larum: Are you sure? Echidna: Yes, I'm sure. Come on, let's hear it. Larum: Okay. I was thinking, when the village is done, let's put a statue there. Echidna: A statue? Larum: A statue of you! It can have an engraving that says, 'A great hero lies here...' or something like that. Echidna: Hey, hey. I don't plan on dying yet. Larum: Anyway, it's your village, so there has to be a statue of you somewhere. Make sure you think of a pose for it. (Larum leaves) Echidna: She's an odd girl... Well, I guess that's nothing new. (Larum reappears) Larum: Oh, one more thing! Echidna: What? Larum: Don't you go disappearing on us! We all love you, you know. Don't you dare try and run off! (Larum leaves) Echidna: ...... Yeah... I know, Larum.
Larum	Perceval	C	Larum: General Perceval! Perceval: You're... Larum, if I recall correctly. Larum: Look, look! Watch me dance! Perceval: ...... Larum: Well? How was it? Did it grasp you? I think this twirl really does the trick... What do you think? Perceval: ...Are you always like that? Larum: Like what? Perceval: Well... You always seem so carefree... Or rather, should I say...disoriented? Larum: Aww... Are you praising me? Perceval: ......
Larum	Perceval	B	Larum: How is it this time, General Perceval? Perceval: ...Larum. I was wondering... Why do you always come to show me your dancing? Larum: Why? Don't you enjoy seeing me dance? Perceval: To be perfectly honest... Larum: Yeah? Perceval: It is of no worth to me. Larum: ...... ...No worth... Perceval: ...... Larum: You... You're so mean! (Larum runs off) Perceval: ......
Larum	Perceval	A	Perceval: ...... ...... ...... ...Odd... She was always nothing more than a nuisance, but now that she's gone, it seems... (Larum appears) Larum: ...Lonely? Perceval: ...... Larum: Really? Yes! I knew you liked having me around! Perceval: ...I didn't say that. Larum: Don't lie. You just said it seemed lonely without me. Perceval: ...No, I didn't say that. Larum: I knew it! Not even General Perceval can live without my dancing. All right, I'll come to you every morning from now on and give you a wake-up dance! Perceval: ...You seem to be beyond my comprehension.
Garret	Larum	C	Larum: Eeeeeeeek! A bandit! Garret: Yup, I'm a bandit. Got a problem? ...Hey, I was wondering... Do entertainers make a lot of money? Larum: Huh? Garret: I can't be doing banditry forever. I've been looking for a job that would earn me a decent income. Larum: Hmm... I don't know if we make a lot of money, but... Garret: Hey, do you think there's some kind of entertainment that I could do? Larum: Well... What I know best is dancing, so... Perhaps there's one you could do... Garret: There is? Teach me, please! Larum: Well... All right. I'll teach you next time. See you! (Larum leaves) Garret: I'm counting on you...
Garret	Larum	B	Larum: No, no! You've got it all wrong! Garret: Wh-What? It was like this, right? You step like this, and then you twirl... What am I doing wrong? Larum: Just doing the moves isn't enough. You have to have charm. With an expression like that, everyone'll run screaming. Garret: Shut up! This is the face I was born with! Larum: Oh...? Talking back, are we? Fine, then. I won't teach you any more. Garret: Erg... O-Okay... Charm, right? Larum: You have to always be smiling. Come on, give it a try. Let's see some charm... Garret: S-Smile... All right... ...... Larum: Hahahahaha! Garret: What're you laughing at!? Larum: Okay, what more do you need... Oh, I know. You don't have enough sex appeal. Garret: S-Sex appeal!? Look, I'm a guy. Can't you imagine how creepy I'd look if I tried to look sexy with this face!? Larum: Oh...? Talking back again? Garret: All right, all right! I'll do it! I'll do anything you say! Here... How's that? Do I look sexy enough now!? Larum: Good! You're doing well. Hahahaha! Garret: ...I swear, she's just playing with me...
Garret	Larum	A	Garret: Hey! Larum! Larum: Yeah? Garret: You were just making fun of me, weren't you! You were teaching me how to dance, huh? Well, that was nothing but a load of crap! When I danced in front of the others like you showed me, they all laughed their asses off! Larum: Really? Good! Garret: What!? Why, you...! Larum: Look. An entertainer's job is to let people have fun. No matter how well you can dance, there's no point if your audience isn't having a good time. Garret: Hm... Larum: If you want to make your audience cry, you really have to cry. If you want to make them laugh, you might have to look like an idiot. I know that if my audience is having fun, I don't mind embarrassing myself. Garret: ...... Damn... You do have a point. ...But it still looks like dancing isn't for me. Entertainment's tougher than I thought... Larum: Hahaha... Hey, I thought you did pretty well.
Douglas	Larum	C	Douglas: There you are, Larum. Larum: Father! Oh... I mean, Lord Douglas! Douglas: Don't worry, it is all right for the people here to know our relationship. We don't have many chances to speak in private like this. Just call me your father, as you always do. Larum: Father... You don't look well. Are you okay? Do you feel sick? Douglas: No, I'm not sick. I'm just a little tired. Larum: Can I help? I'll do anything for you, Father! Douglas: Larum... It's all right. I feel better now after seeing your face. You can go now...there's no need to worry. Larum: Father...
Douglas	Larum	B	Larum: Father! Douglas: Larum? What's the matter? Larum: I brought you my Special Stamina Lunch to help you keep up your energy! Douglas: Ah, I see. Thank you very much, Larum. Larum: Teehee... Well, eat up! Douglas: What, right here? I don't think a military general should be sitting down eating his lunch in the middle of a battlefield... Larum: Oh... I'm sorry! O-Of course... You can't just start eating lunch here... I'll just be embarrassing you... I'm...so stupid... Douglas: ...Well, it is my cute little daughter's homemade lunch. I suppose I shouldn't be putting it off until it gets cold. I changed my mind, I'll eat it now. ...Mmm! This looks good! Larum: I-It's okay, Father! Don't force yourself! Douglas: No, it's really delicious! Mmm...yes. Larum: Father... Douglas: Well, I can send you out to be married any time without worries, eh Larum? Larum: Oh, Father!
Douglas	Larum	A	Larum: Father! Father! Douglas: What is it, Larum? Larum: I've finally found a way to really cheer you up! Douglas: Larum... It's the feeling that counts. Your consideration is enough encouragement. You don't have to stress yourself so much, Larum. Larum: I'm not stressing myself! If you look sad, then I feel down, too. But if you're laughing, then I feel happy as well! Douglas: Larum... You're really a good girl. Thank you. Larum: No, thank you. Thank you for picking me up off the street and treating me like your own daughter. I... I actually like myself now, after you adopted me. Douglas: Larum... Larum: Oh! Father, you're looking all teary again! Douglas: Whoops... I must watch myself. Larum: Okay, now let me cheer you up with my latest dance!
Elffin	Perceval	C	Elffin: General Perceval, if I may have a moment of your time... Perceval: ! Your Majesty...! Please do not address me as... Elffin: Hush! We do not know where enemies may be hiding. Here, I am a simple bard. Understood? Perceval: Yes. Then... ...What is it that you need, Elffin? Elffin: Prince Myrddin of Etruria passed away last year. I would appreciate it if you could inform me of the behavior of the Etrurian Court after that. I would like to sing about them in my future travels. Perceval: ...Very well. After Prince Myrddin passed away...
Elffin	Perceval	B	Perceval: Pr-... I mean, Elffin. Elffin: What is it, General Perceval? Perceval: I hear your father is still alive. Have you seen him recently? Elffin: No, we have not seen each other for several years now. Perceval: Have you no intention of seeing him at all? Elffin: At least not until this war ends. Perceval: Why? Perhaps your father is mourning for you, thinking you are long dead. Elffin: If I let my father know of my safety, other people will find out as well. I may be able to make my father happy for a moment, but he will soon suffer the grief of losing me once again. Perceval: ...... Elffin: I must eliminate what is causing that grief. Only then will I go see my father.
Elffin	Perceval	A	Perceval: Elffin. You were talking about your songs for your future travels... Elffin: About the state of Etruria after the prince passed away? Perceval: Yes. Will you be singing about it in various lands after this war ends? Elffin: That is what I intend to do. I travel not only to sing, but to learn as well. Perceval: ...Will you be visiting the Etrurian palace? Elffin: Yes, of course I will be. I expect my stay at Etruria to be the longest. Perceval: Where will you go after you visit the palace? Elffin: Nowhere... I intend to stay and sing for the Kingdom of Etruria as long as I live. Perceval: ...Do I have your word on that? Elffin: ...I shall swear my honor on it.
Cecilia	Elffin	C	Cecilia: Pr... Prince Myrddin...? Elffin: ...... Cecilia: Your Majesty! You were alive!? Elffin: ...... Have you mistaken me for someone? I am Elffin...a simple bard. Cecilia: No... You are...! But... No, it can't be... Elffin: Excuse me? Cecilia: No...nothing. Elffin: ...Then I shall be off now. (Elffin leaves) Cecilia: ...He... He looks just like him. ...Too much like him...
Cecilia	Elffin	B	Cecilia: Elffin! Elffin: ...Can I help you, General Cecilia? Cecilia: Have you ever visited Etruria? Elffin: Not yet... I have been traveling through the Western Isles. Cecilia: Then do you know about the three Etrurian Generals? Elffin: ...Yes, I do. There is you, the Sorcery General, in addition to the Great General and the Knight General. Cecilia: You are very knowledgeable. Elffin: As a bard, it is only natural that I would hear about such things. Cecilia: ...... You insist on playing dumb, do you? Then I have an idea as well. Elffin: ...... Cecilia: Let me see your right shoulder that you are conveniently hiding with your long hair. If you are but a simple bard as you say, then there wouldn't be a scar from taking a powerful magic hit, now, would there? May I have a look...? Elffin: ...... Persistent, aren't you, Cecilia? Cecilia: ! It is you, Prince Myrddin! What happened? Why did you not tell me that you were alive? Elffin: ...I did not want to get you caught up in this...but it seems I have no choice now.
Cecilia	Elffin	A	Cecilia: ...... Elffin: Cecilia... How much longer are you going to stay upset? Cecilia: I understand why you were hiding your identity from me, prince. Elffin: Thank you, Cecilia. Cecilia: But, your Majesty, you told Lord Douglas. Did you not have enough trust in me to let me know as well? Elffin: That's not what I intended... Cecilia: I shall let it go for now, your Majesty. I will be looking forward to your explanation after the war. Elffin: ...Scary, as always. Cecilia: Of course. You have saddened not only me, but your people as well. Please show our people that you are safe, your Majesty. Please... Elffin: Yes... I know, Cecilia.
Elffin	Fae	C	Fae: ...... Elffin: ? ...Do you need something? Fae: ! Um... What's that thing there? It's making pretty sounds. Elffin: This is a harp. Do you like how it sounds? Fae: Yeah! Fae really likes it! And ... What's your name? Elffin: My name is Elffin, my cute little lady. Fae: Elf...? Elffin: Elffin. Fae: Elffin! Elffin: That's right. Fae: Fae likes you, too, Elffin! Your hair blows in the wind, and it's like gold when the sun's all shining on it! Fae likes pretty things like that! Elffin: Well, it is an honor. Thank you. Fae: Can Fae come and see you again? Elffin: Of course. Any time.
Elffin	Fae	B	Fae: Elffin! Elffin: Ah, the cute little lady from the other day. Hello. Fae: ... Fae's name's not 'cute little lady!' Elffin: Oh, pardon me. Then...shall I call you Miss Fae? Fae: Fae's name's not 'Miss Fae'! It's Fae! Elffin: As you wish, Fae. Fae...the name has a unique feel to it. Is it your real name? Fae: No, Fae's real name is verrry long. But they say that it's a sound that humans can't hear. Fae's the only part that you can. Elffin: I see. Fae: But maybe you could hear it, Elffin! You make so many pretty sounds, maybe you could hear Fae's real name! Elffin: Shall we try some time? Fae: Yeah!
Elffin	Fae	A	Fae: Elffin? Elffin: Yes, what is it, Fae? Fae: Fae always wanted to ask you something. Elffin: What is it? I hope I can give you an answer. Fae: Um... are you a girl or a boy? Elffin: ...Which do you think? Fae: Fae thought you were a girl at first cause you're so pretty and you smell real nice! But then Roy said the other day that you were a man... So that makes you a boy? Elffin: Yes, I am a boy. ...Were you disappointed? Fae: Nope! ... Sooo, you're a boy... Heehee... Elffin: Hm? What's the matter? Fae: Hey, Fae's gonna get as pretty as you when she grows up. So wait till then, okay? Promise! (Fae leaves) Elffin: Fae! Wait! ...I seriously doubt that I will still be alive by the time she grows up... Well, I suppose I should let it go for now.
Douglas	Elffin	C	Douglas: Prince Myrddin...! What is wrong!? Your eyes...? Elffin: That voice... Is it Douglas? Douglas: Can you not see, your Majesty? I thought your eyes had recovered... Elffin: I still temporarily go blind sometimes... I will be fine once I rest for a while. Douglas: ...I heard that the side effects of the poison had blinded you for several months... Forgive me, my prince... If only I had been on my guard, you would never have suffered this horrible fate... Elffin: ...I wonder how...my father is doing. ...Is he still in the same state? Douglas: I regret to say that he is, your Majesty. He does not know of your safety yet. Elffin: ...... Douglas: But I am sure the life will return to him once you return to the palace in one piece, Prince Myrddin. He will recover...and so will our nation.
Douglas	Elffin	B	Douglas: My prince, the balance of power on this continent has been changing drastically due to General Roy's tactics. Elffin: Yes...so it seems. Douglas: It will not be long before this army conquers the entire continent. I believe that that would be the perfect time to announce your succession to the throne... Elffin: Douglas... About that. Douglas: Yes, Prince Myrddin? Elffin: I have hesitations about returning to Etruria... Douglas: What are you saying!? Our people are all anxious about your safety... Elffin: Douglas. After I went to the Western Isles and joined the rebels, I learned much. Too much, in fact. I witnessed innocent civilians being treated like animals under corrupt Etrurian landlords. If I hadn't been caught up in the assassination, I probably never would have known. Douglas: Then that is all the more reason to use that experience to fix those problems... Elffin: I promise I will return to the palace. But... Right now, I want to be with the people and watch over them.
Douglas	Elffin	A	Douglas: Prince Myrddin... Elffin: Don't call me that... I am a simple bard here. I am not your prince, and you are not my general. You don't mind that just for now, do you? Douglas: ...Yes. Then I shall pledge my loyalty to you as another human being, not as a general. Elffin: ...It is ever so hard to bend your ways. Douglas: My unbending will is my strength. Elffin: ...This war will soon. General Roy is still young, but he understands the people. He will lead not only Etruria, but the whole continent to a Golden Age of peace. Douglas: Yes. Elffin: I should do something as well, don't you think? Douglas: I shall accompany you wherever you go.
Bartre	Cath	C	Bartre: Hm? Who are you? Cath: Hi, I'm Cath! Hey, Bartre, can we talk for a bit? Bartre: Sure, I don't mind. Cath: Thanks. You look a lot like my father, you know. Bartre: I do? Cath: Yeah. But he didn't act like you, though. He was nothing but a coward. Bartre: I see. Cath: But talking to you reminds me of him. Hey, Bartre, can you hug me like my father used to do? Bartre: Well, all right. ...Like this? Cath: Thanks, Bartre. Bartre: Sure. (Bartre leaves) Cath: Heh... What an idiot. Just like my father.
Bartre	Cath	B	Cath: ...Bartre. Here. Bartre: Hm...? This is my axe. Cath: Yeah. And see this other stuff? They're all yours. I stole them from you the other day. Bartre: Well... Cath: Yup, I'm a thief. I trick people and steal their stuff. Well? Aren't you going to yell at me? Bartre: ...Cath. Why are you telling me this? You could have gotten away with it if you had kept silent. Cath: ...Yeah. I don't even know why I stole them from you in the first place. I usually only steal from the rich. Bartre: Does it have something to do with your father? Cath: ...Maybe. I always hated my father. He was such a coward... I always hated him.
Bartre	Cath	A	Cath: ...Our village was burned to the ground in the war. A bunch of soldiers came and ordered us to set our houses on fire. No one did... I mean, who would? It was our home. Soon, the soldiers got impatient and drew their swords... That's when one of the villagers took a torch and went around setting the place on fire. That coward... That was my father. Bartre: ...... Cath: All of our houses and crops were burned... And even then, all my father did was stand there and watch. ...I've hated him ever since. I swore to myself that I would never become a coward who goes around bowing down to power like that. That's why I... Bartre: Cath... You're wrong. Cath: What? Bartre: ...No one would enjoy burning down his own village. But your father... He had something he needed to protect. Cath: ...... Bartre: Your father didn't have the strength to defeat the soldiers. But he was fighting all the same. He was gritting his teeth and fighting to protect something that was even more important than his house and crops. ...He was fighting to protect you. Cath: ...... Ha... I don't think so. My father's just a coward. He's nothing like you. But...I suppose I could think of it that way...
Bartre	Zeiss	C	Bartre: Hmph... So this is a wyvern. It has a forbidding face. Zeiss: You are...Bartre. Bartre: Yes. Young man, do you mind if I touch him? Zeiss: Well, maybe not now... Bartre: Hm...? Hmm!? Why, you... You want to fight me, do you!? Zeiss: Rubley, stop! Bartre: ...... Zeiss: I'm sorry, he's on his toes since we were training... Are you hurt? Bartre: No, I'm fine. Say, young man, you have quite some talent. You've tamed this beast at your young age. Zeiss: No, any Dragon Knight can do this much... Bartre: Don't belittle yourself like that. I can tell you have talent. Ah, yes, you said you were training? Zeiss: Yes, I've been trying to get some more speed in my offense. Bartre: Hm, you're already a powerful Dragon Knight, but you seek to become even stronger? Now that's a real man. I wish you luck!
Bartre	Zeiss	B	Bartre: Ah, young man. Have you been continuing your training? Zeiss: Yes. Bartre: Yes, very good. Men must always be strong in body. I say, the men these days are getting softer and softer. Why, in battles I see grown men lagging behind the women! Disgraceful. Zeiss: Yes... We must become stronger still. Bartre: Yes, I agree... You see, my daughter left home recently, and I've been wondering that maybe it was because I didn't enforce enough discipline on her as a father... It's been bothering me for several days now. Zeiss: I, uh... I'm sorry to hear that. Bartre: Ah, it's always good to talk with someone who understands!
Bartre	Zeiss	A	Bartre: Zeiss. Zeiss: Yes? Bartre: It seems we get along well. I feel I can bring out my true strength when I'm fighting alongside you. Zeiss: Yes, I can also fight without worry with you around. It's like...something big is protecting me. Bartre: Hm, if I had a son, I would have raised him into a fine young man like you. You are indeed the perfect match for my daughter. Zeiss: Uh... Thank you. Bartre: From now on, think of me as your father and feel free to tell me anything. Is that clear, my son? Zeiss: Uh, yeah... Thank you very much.
Bartre	Karel	C	Bartre: I... I'm terribly sorry about my wife. If I could take her place, I would do so in an instant... Karel: Well, I can't exactly say my sister was in good health. I'm glad she lived as long as she did. Bartre: I'm sorry... Karel: One thing that I am worried about is Fir. She lost her mother at such a young age... Bartre: Yes... Maybe... Maybe the reason she left home to go train herself was that she wanted to get her mind off of her mother's death. Karel: Training? So Fir was traveling around the continent? Bartre: Yes. She said she wanted to become a great swordmaster like her mother. Karel: I see...
Bartre	Karel	B	Bartre: ...... Karel: Bartre... What's the matter? Bartre: Ah, Karel. ...I was just thinking about my wife. Karel: About my sister? Bartre: Yes. I first met her when I was traveling around the world, training myself. And then... I met her at that arena. Her sword...it was almost invisible. ...I suffered defeat for the first time in my life. Karel: ...I understand. In our family, the sword is everything. We are brought up by the sword, and it is all we know. The sword was so central to our lives...even to the point that it blinded us from our own human nature. Bartre: Each time I lost, I would challenge her to a rematch. And then, the third time we fought, I was able to evade her first strike. I was immediately knocked out by her second strike, though... When I woke up...there she was. It was the first time I saw her smile. After that, we traveled together, training ourselves alongside each other. Although...I never was able to defeat her. Karel: You wouldn't see my sister smile very often... She must have been that fond of you. Bartre: Do you think so...?
Bartre	Karel	A	Bartre: ...After she fell sick, my wife starting telling me about her family for the first time. She talked about her heritage, about you, and...about herself. Karel: I'm sure my sister was happy to be with you when she left this world. Bartre: Around that time was when we first met each other as well... You resembled my wife when we first met. You were inhumanly strong... Dangerous, and forbidding. Karel: ...Yes. That time, I left you two without saying a word. You must have thought what a terrible brother I was. Bartre: No, not at all. While she was dying, my wife told me about her childhood with you... She would tell me over and over again, with a smile on her face. Karel: ...... Yes...I see...
Raigh	Sophia	C	Raigh: Hey, you over there! Sophia: ...... Raigh: Hey! Can you not hear me, or are you just ignoring me? Sophia: ...Uh... ...Me? Raigh: Is there anyone else here? Geez, are you deaf, or just plain stupid? Sophia: ...... Raigh: Anyway, I heard you use ancient dark magic. Is it true? Sophia: ...... Raigh: Let me see your spell books. I don't think I've ever seen... (Raigh jerks upward) Raigh: Ow! What the... Did you just do that? Sophia: ...Please...don't touch...me... Raigh: ...Well, well... You dare stand up to me? Sophia: ...... Raigh: Ah, fine. I'll leave you alone for now. But you're showing me that spell book the next time we meet! (Raigh leaves) Sophia: ......
Raigh	Sophia	B	Sophia: ...... Raigh: ? Whoa!? Y-You!? Damn, how could I not have noticed you coming so close... Wh-What do you want!? Are you trying to pay me back for the other day? Sophia: ...Here... Raigh: The dark magic book! The legendary one...! Sophia: ...Yes... ...You know much... Raigh: Of course I do! Do you have any idea how long I've been looking for this!? So this is it... ...Wow... I can feel its power...! Sophia: ...Do you want it...? Raigh: I can have it!? But...are you sure? Don't you need it as well? Why give it to me? Sophia: ...... (Sophia leaves) Raigh: Hey, wait! Hey!
Raigh	Sophia	A	Raigh: Hey, you over there! You! With the long dragging hair! Sophia: ...... Raigh: I'm giving this spell book back to you. Sophia: ...What? ...Why...? Raigh: I don't need things to be given to me. I'm not a beggar. Sophia: ...Yes... ...But...I wanted to give it...to you... Raigh: What? Why? Sophia: ...Because...you are a good person... Raigh: Huh? Sophia: ...You always act strong... ...But...you actually have a kind heart... ...So...I wanted...to give it to you... Raigh: I have a kind heart!? Only my brother ever said something as ridiculous as that! Sophia: ...I know you...better than you know yourself... Raigh: ...Don't talk like that. You'll scare people off. Sophia: ...... Raigh: It doesn't bother me, though. Sophia: ...Thank you... Raigh: ...What's your name? I'm Raigh. Sophia: ...Raigh... ...My name...is Sophia...
Hugh	Raigh	C	Hugh: Hey! Raigh: Oh. Hugh: There you are! I never would've guessed you'd be here in this army. I've been looking all over for you! Raigh: ...Well, I sure wasn't looking for you. Hugh: Taking advantage of my kindness like that... This is why I don't like kids. Now give me back my Resire book. Raigh: Ah, yes. That thing. Hugh: ...You haven't used it up already, have you? Raigh: ...... Hugh: ...Hey... Raigh: ...Calm down, I've got it. I was just borrowing it. I was planning on giving it back to you some day. Hugh: Y-You little runt... You said you just wanted to see it for a sec, so I lent it to you. I wasn't expecting you to take it and run off! Raigh: Look, I've said this a million times. I'm borrowing it, not stealing it. Hugh: Well, when are you going to return it? Raigh: Well, let's see... I suppose I'll give it back to you after I use it twenty times. Hugh: You'd better keep your word! Raigh: Of course. (Raigh leaves) Hugh: ...Oh, well, I guess I'll just have to wait... ...Whoa, wait a minute! It'll be gone by the time you use it twenty times!
Hugh	Raigh	B	Hugh: Hey! Raigh: Oh. Hugh: I'm not letting you go this time! Give me back that Resire book now! Raigh: ...Sorry, but I can't. Hugh: What!? Raigh: You're a mage. What's the point in you having a Resire book? Hugh: Erg... That's not the point... Raigh: A powerful spell that could be put to use in battle would be wasting away in your hands. Who would be responsible if we lost a battle because we didn't use it? Hugh: Er... F-Fine, I'll let you have it for now. But you're gonna give it back to me with interest, you hear!? (Hugh leaves) Raigh: ...Hmph, what an idiot. How can he be fooled by such a lame excuse? I have yet to understand such blatant stupidity. (Hugh reappears) Hugh: ...Hey. Raigh: ...Crap... (Raigh leaves) Hugh: You little...! Give it back to me now!
Hugh	Raigh	A	Hugh: Hm? What's this? Raigh: I'll give you that gem. Hugh: Where did you get this? Raigh: That's none of your business. Anyway, I'm giving you that in return for the spell book. Hugh: Nope. I can't accept this! Raigh: Why not? The gem's enough to buy another Resire book. Hugh: This isn't about money. It's about my pride. ...Let's see... I want you to apologize to me. Then you can have the spell book for free. Raigh: Ha... I can't believe you're being so stubborn over something so stupid. Hugh: Hey, so are you. All you have to do is say you're sorry. Raigh: Well, I won't. I've paid you back with the gemstone. Hugh: Well, I'm not taking it. You're going to be in my debt until you apologize! Raigh: ...... Hugh: ...... Raigh: ...Hmph... Adults. Hugh: ...What a stubborn little brat.
Niime	Raigh	C	Niime: Hm... Raigh: ? ...What? Niime: I see you use dark magic. Although it looks like you're still a beginner. Raigh: ! ...Look, lady. I'm busy. I don't have time to spare for old folk like you. Niime: Come now, there's no need to rush. Studying on your own isn't going to get you any further. Raigh: !? How do you know... Niime: ...I haven't lived this long for nothing, boy. I think I've seen more darkness than you have. Raigh: Who... Who are you...? Niime: My name is Niime. You should remember your elders' names...
Niime	Raigh	B	Niime: Ah, it's the rude little chap from the other day. Raigh: ...... You...you're 'The Hermit on the Mountain.' The master of darkness... Niime: Well, I see I've become famous. What do you want from me? Raigh: ...I... I want you to teach me your dark magic. Teach me all of it! Niime: Hm... Boy, is that how you ask people for favors? Raigh: ...I'll change my tone if you don't like it. If you want me to bow my head to the ground and apologize, I'll do it. So please teach me your dark magic! Niime: ...... Hm, interesting... ...All right, try reading this for a start. Raigh: ...What...is this...? Niime: Can't you tell? It's an archaic language used in the oldest spells. Raigh: What...? The ancient scrolls I know aren't written like this... Niime: Do you understand how deep dark magic is now? I'll give you that. Good luck reading it. (Niime leaves) Raigh: Hmph... Of course I'll read it...
Niime	Raigh	A	Niime: Well? How's your studying going? Raigh: ...... Niime: Hm... Don't even have the time to talk, eh? You're a rude one, and you don't know how to respect your elders. But you seem to be serious about learning dark magic. Boy, why do you seek the power of darkness? Raigh: ...It's not like I have some grandiose reason. I use dark magic for myself. I want to protect those I hold dear, and destroy all those who oppose me. That's the power I seek. Niime: The power you're trying to obtain... It's not to be taken lightly. It can tilt the planet if misused. Raigh: Hmph...so? I'll blow up a planet or two any day. Niime: ...I see. Well said, boy. Now come...come into the depths of darkness... Of course, you're going to have to study that book first. Raigh: ...... ...Thank you. Niime: Hm? What was that? Raigh: ...Nothing.
Cath	Garret	C	Cath: Hey, you. Garret: Yeah? Cath: You... You're a bandit. Garret: Hm? Yeah, I am. You... Are you a thief? Hey, do thieves... Cath: Shut up! Don't come near me! Garret: What!? Cath: I freaking hate bandits! I just feel like tearing my hair out when I hear about them. Garret: Oh, is that so? It's not like I care about what you like or don't like, anyway. So you came to me just to say that? You must have a lot of free time. Cath: Hmph! (Cath leaves) Garret: ...Huh. What was that all about?
Cath	Garret	B	Garret: Hm? Cath: ...Oh. Garret: Dammit. You again? Cath: Ugh, I saw a bandit. My day is ruined now. Garret: Heh. Like you're any different. You steal as well. You ain't got any right to criticize me. Cath: Ha, I only steal from the rich. Garret: Oh, so we're playing the good thief, are we? That doesn't justify... Cath: Ha, maybe not. What I'm doing is theft, I won't deny that. But... I will say this. I'll never, ever do things like burning villages and hurting innocent people. Garret: ...... ...Well... Sorry.
Cath	Garret	A	Garret: Hm? Cath: ...Oh. Garret: ...... Cath: You again? Dammit. Garret: Hey, wait. Cath: What do you want! Garret: ...... I'm a bandit, like you say. I've plundered villages and killed innocent people. But...let me say this. Cath: What? Garret: I... I hate bandits as well...and I hate the way I've been living like one. That's all. Cath: ...... ...Yeah.
Cath	Hugh	C	Hugh: One, two, three... Yup, I've got it all. Looks like I can trust that Roy to give me a steady pay. Well, guess it's time to show them my worth... Cath: Hey! Hugh: Wh-What the? Cath: Where'd you get all that money? Are you a thief as well? Hugh: Do I look like a thief to you? They paid me this money when I joined. Cath: What!? That's not fair! I've been working for nothing all this time! Hugh: Well, I guess you're just not good enough to pay. You've got to show your worth if you want cash. Cath: ...Hmm... I'll take those words as a challenge! I'll show you my worth as a thief. I'll steal that money right out from under your nose! (Cath leaves) Hugh: Wait, what!? Fine, dammit! Take it if you can!
Cath	Hugh	B	Cath: Hey, Hugh! Hugh: ...! Cath: What are you getting all uptight about? I'm just trying to be friendly here. Do you really think I'll try to steal in broad daylight like this? Hugh: Well, I'm not trusting you any more! I'm gonna be on my guard whenever you're around. Cath: Ha, you've got such petty thoughts. You're getting all worked up over a couple thousand gold? Hugh: W-Well, it's still money to me! Cath: ...Hm, but I suppose I'm going to have some trouble with you on your watch like that. I guess I'll pass it up for today. Hugh: Right! Just give it up and go! Cath: All right. But remember, Hugh! I'll be back! Hugh: ......
Cath	Hugh	A	Hugh: You again!? It doesn't matter how many times you come. I'm not giving you this money! Cath: Are you still staying that? Geez! Hugh: Then stop trying to take it! I mean, don't you already have a ton of money if you're a thief? Cath: No. Why would I? Hugh: Yeah, right! I see you running around looting the chests all the time! Cath: I give it all to the poor. I'm a master thief, I have my dignity. I would never keep even 1G of the money I steal. Hugh: Then... Are you going to give the money you take from me to the poor as well? Cath: Of course. Hugh: ...... ...Hey... You can have maybe a hundred... No... I can give you around half of this money to... Cath: ...No. I'm a master thief, I have my dignity. I don't take offers from other people. Hugh: Look, I'm giving it to you. Just take it! Cath: I said no. I don't want it. Besides... I've already got your money. Hugh: What!? (Cath leaves) Hugh: What...what the hell!? When did you switch... Cath! Wait! Just wait a second, please!
Melady	Zeiss	C	Melady: Zeiss! Behind you! Zeiss: !! Melady: Darn...! Zeiss: ...I'm sorry, Melady. I was preoccupied with the enemies in front of me. Melady: Don't worry about it. Galle used to look out for me like this, too. If we can survive by helping each other out, then so much the better. Zeiss: But it would be best if I could fend for myself... Melady: You're still learning. It's all right, I'll protect you until grow strong enough. Zeiss: ...Thanks. (Melady leaves) Zeiss: But...that won't do. I have to become strong enough so I can protect her...!
Melady	Zeiss	B	Melady: Zeiss! Slow down! You have to be more careful! Zeiss: I've got him! Melady: ...Don't rush like that! You were lucky you were able to kill him... Zeiss: Right... I was able to kill him. It's all right, Melady. I was fine. Melady: That doesn't mean you'll win the next time! Zeiss: ...But it doesn't mean I'll lose, either. Melady: Zeiss... Why can't you listen to your big sister? I would never be able to forgive myself if I let something happen to you... Zeiss: ...You don't trust me, do you. Am I so weak that I can't even be relied on? Melady: Zeiss, I'm not saying that. Stop being a child. Zeiss: Then... Stop treating me like one! (Zeiss leaves) Melady: Zeiss! ...Why...?
Melady	Zeiss	A	Melady: That's it! (Zeiss appears) Zeiss: Melady! Melady: !! (Melady and Zeiss leave and reappear again) Melady: Zeiss! What were you thinking, taking a blow for me like that!? Zeiss: ...Even you sometimes forget to pay attention to the enemies around you, too, huh? Are you all right? Melady: Zeiss... What about you? Aren't you hurt? Zeiss: It's just a scratch. Melady, your arm is bleeding... Hang on, I'll go get some vulneraries... Melady: Zeiss! Zeiss: ? Melady: ...Thanks for saving me. Zeiss: Why wouldn't I? (Zeiss leaves) Melady: ...That Zeiss, protecting me? He's grown so much... Well, it's no wonder he got angry when I treated him like a child.
Melady	Yoder	C	Yoder: Hm... So this is a wyvern. Melady: You are...Bishop Yoder of the Elimine Church. Yoder: Yes, pleased to meet you, Miss Melady. She is so passive... I would have imagined wyverns to be more ferocious creatures. Melady: Trifinne will spread her wings and bare her fangs at my command. However, that is due to the training by the Bern Army. ...Perhaps she wishes not to be fighting at all. Yoder: I see... Melady: Trifinne and I trained together ever since we were still little. We trained hard to become a proud Dragon Knight in the service of our country. Yoder: ...... Melady: I... I don't regret leaving Bern with Princess Guinevere. However, I still am a native of Bern... It is painful to fight against my former allies. Yoder: ...Indeed. Melady: But I'm trying hard to get used to it. For Princess Guinevere...and for my country.
Melady	Yoder	B	Melady: ...... Yoder: Is something wrong, Miss Melady? Melady: No... It's just that my home is in this area. Yoder: Ah... So you have family there? Melady: Yes, my grandfather and my parents. Both my father and his father were famed Dragon Knights. They would tell us stories of how they defeated legions of enemies in their time. They were so elated when my brother and I were knighted as Dragon Knights as well... I wonder what they're doing now...? Yoder: ...Miss Melady... Your path has been a difficult one indeed. Forgive me, I can't do anything for you... Melady: No... I appreciate you listening to me like this. Perhaps...I was looking for someone to talk to. Yoder: If I will suffice, I shall be more than happy to hear your concerns. Don't forget, Miss Melady... You are not alone. Melady: Thank you, Bishop Yoder...
Melady	Yoder	A	Melady: Bishop Yoder, I must thank you for helping me so I wouldn't be alienated in the army... Yoder: No...it is my pleasure. Trifinne...your master is a very kind-hearted lady. Melady: I've put her through a lot of stress, too. I'm sure she never wanted to turn her back to Bern... I've dragged her along with my selfish motives... Yoder: Do you think so? Melady: ...? Yoder: I understand that Bern's training implants absolute loyalty in their troops. Both in their knights, and their mounts. Melady: Yes. Yoder: If that is the case, then why is Trifinne following your orders and fighting against Bern? Melady: Well... Yoder: I am sure there were other Dragon Knights and even Bern's generals in the enemy ranks. If this wyvern is simply a creature that follows the army's commands, she would not be here with you now. Melady: Yes... Yoder: Do you understand? This wyvern thought on her own and made up her own mind. She chose to be with you. ...Just as you chose to be with Princess Guinevere. Melady: ...She made up her own mind... Yoder: You are a blessed person, Miss Melady. You always have close friends at your side. You have no need for me to do anything special. Melady: Yes... Thank you...
Cecilia	Perceval	C	Cecilia: Perceval. Perceval: ...Cecilia. Are your wounds healed now? Cecilia: Yes, I managed to survive. Perceval: I see. ...I'm sorry. I was there with you, but I couldn't go to your aid. Cecilia: No, you only did what you were supposed to. Don't worry about it. Perceval: Thank you for saying that... I plan on making up for it with my work here. Cecilia: Yes.
Cecilia	Perceval	B	Perceval: ...... Cecilia: Is something wrong, Perceval? Perceval: That village we just passed... It was ruined. Cecilia: ...Yes, it was. Perceval: Probably most areas of this continent look like that due to the war. Cecilia: Yes... Perceval: We must put an end to this conflict...so we can help those who cannot defend themselves. Cecilia: Yes.
Cecilia	Perceval	A	Perceval: Cecilia? You look troubled. Cecilia: Perceval... I was just wondering what would become of Etruria after this. Perceval: Just what you would worry about. ...But I think there is only one answer to that question. Cecilia: What? Perceval: Etruria will regain its former glory. It will become even more prosperous than ever before. Cecilia: ...Do you think so? Perceval: Of course. We will make it happen with our own hands. Cecilia: Oh... Perceval: You mustn't lose hope, Cecilia. If the Etrurian Generals give up, then who would rebuild our country? Cecilia: Yes... You're right, Perceval.
Douglas	Perceval	C	Perceval: Lord Douglas! Douglas: Perceval. We fight together again. Though it looks like this time, I am fighting in shame. Perceval: Please, Lord Douglas. You only did your duty as an Etrurian General. There is nothing to be ashamed about. Douglas: ...... Perceval: We are honored to be able to fight by your side once again. I'm sure the other Etrurians among us feel the same way. Douglas: Thank you... Your words are encouraging. Perceval: Let us fight together for the future of Etruria!
Douglas	Perceval	B	Douglas: Perceval, how do you fare? Perceval: I could be doing better. How about you, Lord Douglas? Douglas: I am trying my best, but...it seems I am losing the strength I used to have. I suppose I cannot beat my age. Perceval: Nonsense. You are living up to the title of the Great General, Lord Douglas. You still have a long ways to go yet. Douglas: I hope so. Perceval: Is there something on your mind? Douglas: No, that's not the case...
Douglas	Perceval	A	Douglas: Perceval. It might be a bit early to say this, but... Perceval: Yes? Douglas: I am thinking of retiring as the Great General after this war. Perceval: What!? Then the highest position in the Etrurian military would be empty! Douglas: I want you to take my place. Perceval: I am still young, Lord Douglas. I cannot assume such a position... Douglas: You are young? Then what about our commander, Roy? He is much younger than you, and he is leading all of us. Perceval: Yes, but... Douglas: The youths will not grow if old veterans keep hogging their positions. Perceval, you are intelligent, strong, and a fine leader. Besides, once the prince returns, the king will step down from the throne as well. Perceval: Lord Douglas! Those in service must not talk about the inheritance of the throne... Douglas: It is all right. I have been serving the king for decades now. I know him better than anybody. I am sure that once he learns of the prince's survival, he will give the throne to him without hesitation. Perceval: ...... Douglas: We must rebuild Etruria alongside our new king. Etruria will be reborn again with the help from you young ones. I will be counting on you, Perceval. Perceval: ...I shall swear my life to it.
Cecilia	Douglas	C	Cecilia: Lord Douglas! Douglas: Cecilia. Cecilia: Why didn't you tell me? I knew you were alive, but I never thought you were here with us. Douglas: Yes... Here I am, living in shame. Cecilia: Nonsense, you are a great asset to us all. It is an honor to fight alongside you once again. Let us show the continent the power of the Etrurian Generals! Douglas: Hm... It's not like you to be so confident. Cecilia: My courage is coming from you, Lord Douglas. You have always been my goal, and still are.
Cecilia	Douglas	B	Douglas: The former Sorcery General wanted you as his successor... But it looked like you had many enemies at first. Cecilia: Yes, I won't deny that. Being a female general was enough to turn people against me. I spent most of my earlier days fighting against prejudice. Douglas: To be honest, I was unsure of your abilities as first, too. Cecilia: Yes, I know. Every time you told me, 'You're weak, you don't know how to fight,' I would bury my nose in my spell books all night. Douglas: That's just like you. Well, it's no wonder you were holding a grudge against me. Cecilia: Oh? I never held a grudge against you, Lord Douglas. Do you remember that time? Douglas: What time? Cecilia: The day I enlisted, the other young generals were teasing me about my gender. But you defended me, saying, 'She's stronger than you all.' Douglas: ...I'm afraid I don't remember. Cecilia: That's all right. I remember perfectly.
Cecilia	Douglas	A	Douglas: Cecilia. Cecilia: Yes, Lord Douglas? Douglas: I must thank you. You've helped out an old, worthless soldier like me. Cecilia: ...What are you... Douglas: Whenever I fight, I can feel my age... Aged soldiers are of no use. My time has ended. It is now up to you to lead Etruria to a bright future. Cecilia: ...... I've never heard you say something so silly, Lord Douglas. Douglas: ...... Cecilia: A bright future for Etruria? You can talk about that after we win. Even if we do win this war, we have much to worry about. We must rebuild our land and regain other nations' trust. Etruria's future comes after all that. Douglas: Hm... Cecilia: And you're going to put all that responsibility on us, while you take it easy? I don't think so, Lord Douglas. Douglas: ...... ...You really have grown more confident. Cecilia: It is thanks to you. Now, if you feel defeated, why don't you be of some use? Douglas: Hm...very well. I suppose I can't be outdone by you amateurs yet. Sigh... Cecilia: Of course, Lord Douglas.
Igrene	Sophia	C	Igrene: Sophia, are you all right? Sophia: ...Oh...Igrene... Yes...I'm fine... I'm just...a little dizzy... Igrene: Don't stress yourself if you're not feeling well. Sophia: Yes... The outside world...it's so big... I'm a little... excited... Igrene: Well, you've never been outside of Arcadia. You can ask me anything... I know the outside world fairly well, so I can explain things to you. Sophia: Yes...
Igrene	Sophia	B	Sophia: Igrene... Igrene: What is it? Sophia: Um...what is this...? I found it...on the ground... Igrene: Let's see... Oh, this is a quarrel. Sophia: Qua...? Igrene: Quarrels are large arrows used for ballistas. Sophia: They can fire something...so big... But...it's strange... Igrene: Strange? Sophia: The outside people... They make such amazing weapons...and they are much more advanced than us... But...why do they continue to fight...? Igrene: ...... Sophia: They're much...smarter than us, so... I thought they would know...that war is pointless... ...It is strange... Igrene: Yes... You're right. It is strange...
Igrene	Sophia	A	Igrene: Oh? You seem to be in a good mood, Sophia. Sophia: Yes... I was speaking...to the other people in the army... The outside people...they are all kind... Igrene: I see... That's nice. Sophia: It would be nice...if we could be friends...with the outside people... Igrene: Yes... But the Elder told us not to speak with outsiders. Sophia: Yes... Igrene: I understand what he's saying... The Dragons' powers could easily destroy entire countries. If the outsiders found out, they would surely fight over it. I've seen many conflicts like that in my life... Sophia: Yes... But...some day... Igrene: Yes... If we can live together with Dragons, there should be no reason why the outsiders can't...
Fae	Sophia	C	Fae: ...... Sophia: ...? Fae: ...... Sophia: Fae? ...What are you looking at...? Fae: You grew a little. Sophia: R-Really...? Fae: Yeah. Why, why? Fae always stays the same! You were the same as Fae before! Sophia: Yes... I am half Dragon...so I grow slowly... But you...grow even more slowly than me... Fae: Why does Fae stay little? Why doesn't she grow up like you? Sophia: You are a full-blooded Dragon... A Dragon's lifespan...is close to eternity... I have human blood in me...so I grow faster than you... Do you understand...? Fae: No... Sophia: You'll understand...when you grow up... Fae: When will Fae grow up? Soon? Sophia: Yes... Fae: Yay!
Fae	Sophia	B	Fae: Hmmm... Sophia: ...? Fae: Hmmm... Sophia, when is Fae gonna grow up? Sophia: Well... Fae: Fae's not growing at all... Fae wants to be a grown-up! Sophia: But... You can live...for a very long time... Even when I become old and die...you will still live on... Fae: !? No! No no no! You won't die! Nooooo! Sophia: ...... Fae: Waaaaah... Sophia: Fae...I'm sorry... Don't cry... I feel the same way you do... But... That is what it means...to live for eternity...
Fae	Sophia	A	Fae: Sophia? Sophia: Yes...? Fae: Umm... Sophia: Yes... Fae: Fae was scared that you would grow up and not want to play with her anymore... Fae always wants to be with you! Fae wants to play hide-and-seek and tag and lots of other fun games. Sophia: Fae... Don't worry... I'll always...be your friend... I'll always be with you...all right...? Fae: Really!? Yay! Sophia: Yes... We'll always be together...
Niime	Sophia	C	Sophia: Oh... Hello... Niime: So, you're the priestess of Nabata? Sophia: Yes... My name...is Sophia... Niime: A shy one, aren't we? Well, I suppose anyone would be shy after spending her whole life in that place... You're just like me when I was young. Sophia: Really...? Niime: My name is Niime. I want to know more about your village in Nabata. Sophia: About the village...? Niime: Right. Oh, before that... Are you human, or Dragon? Sophia: ...... I am human... At least...my father was human... Niime: I see... Forget about it. Sorry for being so intrusive.
Niime	Sophia	B	Sophia: Arcadia...is inside the sandstorm... There aren't many Dragons... But there are many people...who have Dragon blood...in them... Niime: You said you were a priestess, but what exactly do you do? Do you go around doing rain dances? Sophia: I...can see... Niime: See? Sophia: I can sometimes see...the future... Niime: ...Really? Is that because of the Dragon blood in you? Sophia: ...I...don't know... Niime: Hm... You'd better not tell that to anyone else. Your power would be too dangerous for our enemies. Even knowing the next day's weather could make or break a battle. Sophia: ...... Niime: Not all outsiders are nice people. I heard you were being held captive by Bern, but you don't want to go through that again, do you? Sophia: No...I don't... Niime: ...... ...Don't worry. Roy wouldn't think of taking advantage of you. You're safe here. Sophia: Yes...
Niime	Sophia	A	Niime: What are Dragons, anyway? Where do they come from? What are they here for? Sophia: ...I don't know... I don't know...anything specific... Niime: Hm... I see. You don't know anything about the Dragons, but you have their blood in you. Sophia: ...... Niime: If you were a normal girl, you could lead an ordinary life, not having people hunting you down for your power... Sophia: ...... I... This is me... ...Even the Dragon blood that flows in me...it is what makes who I am... Niime: I see...you're right. You're a strong one. Sophia: Me...strong...? Niime: Yes, you're strong. You really are just like me when I was young. Sophia: I...I see...
Fae	Igrene	C	Igrene: Fae. Fae: Igrene! Look, look! A butterfly!! Igrene: Fae, shouldn't you be doing something else? Didn't Master Roy give you a task to do? Fae: Roy's orders are no fun. Igrene: Fae, you should be doing what you're told. Fae: Aww... but Fae doesn't want to. Igrene: Fae. Fae: ...er... Igrene: Say you're sorry. Fae: ...Fae's sorry. Igrene: Look, Fae. You promised Roy that you would do what he asked, right? If you make a promise, you have to keep it. Okay? Fae: Okay... Igrene: Good girl. Well, then, let's go. Fae: Yeah.
Fae	Igrene	B	Igrene: Come here, Fae. I'll braid your hair for you. Fae: Yay! Igrene: Do you like having your hair touched, Fae? Fae: Yes! ... Igrene, is Fae gonna get pretty? Igrene: Yes. You have such lovely hair... You'll become very beautiful when you grow up. Fae: Like you? Igrene: Well... I suppose. Fae: Yay! Hey, Igrene? Igrene: Fae, hold still. Fae: Okay. Igrene: ...... Fae: What's wrong? Do your hands hurt? Igrene: Oh, I'm sorry... I was just remembering my daughter. She was a very attractive little girl, much like you. Fae: What happened to her? Igrene: She's gone... She went to a faraway place.
Fae	Igrene	A	Fae: Igrene! Igrene: Yes, Fae? Fae: You were talking about your little girl the other day. Igrene: Yes. Fae: Fae knows her. Igrene: What? Fae: She used to come play with Fae. When Fae was all alone in her room, she came with Sophia to play and tell Fae about the outside. Igrene: ...... Fae: She said you were the 'Guardian.' Igrene: I see... Fae: But... She stopped coming to play with Fae. Fae asked Sophia about her, but she wouldn't tell. Is it Fae's fault? Was Fae a bad girl to her? Did Fae make her get angry and go to the faraway place? Igrene: No...that's not the case. She was never mad at you, Fae. She just can't play with you any more. But... she'll always be very fond of you, Fae. Fae: Really? Igrene: Yes... of course.
Douglas	Igrene	C	Igrene: Excuse me. Are you Lord Douglas of Etruria? Douglas: Yes, that is me. Igrene: So you are the Great General? Douglas: I am but a simple soldier now. Igrene: I see... I am Igrene, guardian of Arcadia, in Nabata. Douglas: Nabata... Igrene: Yes. I fend off invaders in the desert heat. Douglas: I see. And do you need something from me? Igrene: I wish for you to promise me to never attack Nabata. Douglas: ...I cannot promise you that. Igrene: Why not? Douglas: We are knights... If the king orders an attack, we must oblige. Igrene: Even if you know it to be wrong? Douglas: That is part of being a knight. Igrene: ......
Douglas	Igrene	B	Igrene: Lord Douglas, about the other day... Can you not promise me as a nation to never attack Nabata? Douglas: ...... Igrene: But you have so much wealth... Why can you not promise? Douglas: ...Things can happen even without the king's orders. Igrene: What does that mean...? Douglas: Etruria is a huge country supported by various families of nobility. Not all of such nobles are kind at heart. If such people take over the court, there is nothing that the king or I can do. Igrene: But what is there to gain in a barren desert like Nabata? Douglas: It is not about gain... They simply want someone to show their power to. They do not feel their worth unless they have someone to step on. I hear that the people in the Western Isles suffered from similar power abuse. Igrene: ......
Douglas	Igrene	A	Douglas: Igrene. Igrene: What is it, Lord Douglas? Douglas: ...I said this before, but as an Etrurian general, I cannot promise what you ask. Igrene: ...... Douglas: However, I will do my best to fulfill your request. I shall spread the word that among the heroes who rescued the king were warriors from Nabata. I will persuade the nobles to never disturb your peace in Arcadia. Igrene: ...I shall remember those words. I suppose that is all I can ask of you for now. Douglas: Forgive me.
Fae	Niime	C	Fae: La la laaa... Oh... a flower! (Fae leaves, Niime appears) Niime: So that's a Dragon...mankind's archenemy... But something's...strange... The Dragons in the ancient scrolls weren't like that at all. They were much more...ferocious, and inhuman. (Fae appears) Fae: Hm? Niime: ...! Fae: Who are you? Niime: M-Me? ...I am Niime. Fae: Niime? Niime: That's right... Oh, I must be off. I had things to do. (Niime leaves) Fae: ?
Fae	Niime	B	Niime: Fae. Fae: Granny Niime! Niime: Granny, eh... You're actually several hundred years older than I am. Fae: ? Niime: Well, no matter... Here, Fae, take a look at this gemstone. Fae: What is it? Niime: Once upon a time, humans and...demons lived in this land. The demons used their immense power to destroy the humans. The weak humans could do nothing but watch as the bodies piled up... And then one day... Eight bright columns of light were born that would defeat the demons. Fae: Were they pretty lights? Niime: Yes. ...The humans used the lights to fight the demons. After a long and devastating battle...the demons were finally defeated. But that wasn't the end... Fae: Mmm... ... ... Fae's all sleepy now... (Fae falls asleep) Niime: So... This is the enemy of mankind, eh? She doesn't seem to have a worry in the world... ...How cute...
Fae	Niime	A	Fae: Granny Niime. Niime: Ah, hello, Fae. Fae: What's wrong? Niime: Hm... Do you remember the story I told you the other day of men and demons? Fae: Um... Yeah! The pretty lights! Niime: To tell the truth... I was afraid of those demons. After I studied dark magic and mankind's history... Only then did I discover just how powerful and terrifying the demons were. Fae: Yeah. Niime: But... After meeting you, my fear seems to have gone right out the window. Fae: ? Niime: It's nothing. Well, my long stories must be boring you. Here, go play with this. Fae: Yay! (Fae leaves) Niime: What a fool I was... I was willing to do terrible things to an innocent little girl for peace and the safety of our race... What was I thinking... There's no point in peace obtained through such hideous means.
Hugh	Niime	C	Hugh: ...... Niime: Hm...? Do I see someone so foolish as to walk by me without saying a word? Whoever it is, he seems to have a death wish. Hugh: O-Oh! H-Hey, Nana! What a coincidence! Niime: Don't give me that rubbish! Hiding as soon as you see me, are you? You seem be as shy as always. Hugh: Well, Nana, you seem to be all strong and healthy... You don't plan on dying any time soon, do you? Niime: Hmph! I can't be dropping dead leaving a pathetic grandson like you on his own. And? It's been three years since I sent you out to study dark magic. I hope you have good excuse for that stench of anima magic that you're surrounding yourself with. Hugh: Well, I became a mage. Niime: ...Am I finally losing my hearing? I thought I heard you say 'mage.' Hugh: I said, I became an anima magic user! Niime: You...pathetic idiot! And you dare show your face in front of me!? Hugh: Help! Murder! Niime: Idiot... Hugh: Hey, where are you going, Nana? Niime: I'm going insane talking to you. You'd better not show me that pathetic face of yours for a long time. (Niime leaves) Hugh: ...I thought she was gonna beat me to a pulp. Well, either she's just gotten old, or she was just stunned at how handsome her grandson's become. Either way, lucky me!
Hugh	Niime	B	Niime: Hugh! Hugh: Nana! ...... Niime: ...What are you doing? Hugh: Huh? Oh, I'm just bracing myself so I'll be prepared to run when you blast me with your magic. Niime: ...You really are an idiot. Hugh: What do you mean, an idiot? Come on, I'm your only grandson! Niime: Yes, unfortunately you are. Well, there's no point in crying over spilled milk. Anyway, I need something from you. Hugh: Really? That's a surprise. Niime: Give me back that Resire book I gave you when I sent you out. You don't need it any more. Hugh: Ulp... Niime: You do have it...don't you? Hugh: Erg... Niime: Hugh, those books are hard to get! If you're telling me you sold it or something... Hugh: Wait! No no no! I didn't sell it! I gave it away! Niime: What!? Can't you think of a better excuse? Hugh: It's not an excuse! I met this kid who was studying dark magic, and we traveled together for a while. I found out the kid was an orphan, so I kinda felt sympathetic, I guess. Anyway, one morning when I woke up, the kid was gone, and so was the spell book! Niime: So you didn't give it away, but you got it stolen by a child. Hugh: I guess you could put it that way, too. Niime: That's the only way you'd put it! Hugh: ...... H-Hey, Nana. I can leave you alone if your head hurts. Niime: ...Yes. I wouldn't be able to face your deceased parents if I let my anger get to me and blast you to smithereens. Hugh: ! S-See ya! (Hugh leaves) Niime: He's just like his father... He tries to be bad, but he can't deny his kind heart. ...Why couldn't he inherit his talent for dark magic as well?
Hugh	Niime	A	Hugh: Nana! Niime: What? Hugh: Was my old man good at dark magic? I don't really remember. Niime: ...Why? Hugh: Well, I was actually trying to study dark magic at first. But I couldn't seem to pick it up at all, while that kid I was talking about was doing great just learning on his own. So I thought that maybe I didn't have the talent, so I switched to anima magic. But the thing is, how can I not have talent when I have your blood? So I was wondering if my old man had the talent or not. Niime: Your father had more talent for dark magic than you could ever hope for. Hugh: What? That makes no sense. ...Wait. I get it! That's it! Niime: What are you thinking now? Hugh: I'm not your real grandson, right!? O-Ow! What did you do that for!? Niime: I'm expressing my disgust at your stupidity. You are indeed my grandson. I'm the one who brought you into this world. Hugh: You're kidding! My good looks couldn't have come from your wrinkled old face. Niime: I was a stunning beauty when I was your age. I would date men like you and dump them after they had spent all of their money on me. Hugh: Ouch... Niime: Your kindness comes from your father, and your talent for anima magic comes from your mother. Your stupidity... That's probably from your grandfather. Hugh: What? My mom wasn't a Shaman? Niime: At first, I was determined to make my son's wife a Shaman. But your mother was a fine young lady with a distinct talent for anima magic, so I couldn't help but give in. ...I was proud of them both... But they died so young. Hugh: You must be disappointed that all you have left is a pathetic little grandson, eh, Nana? Niime: ...... The strange thing is, I'm not. I can't say how much I missed yelling at you while you were gone. Maybe they really are cuter when they're more troublesome. I certainly want you to live a long and fulfilling life, Hugh. Hugh: ...Nana.
Karel	Zeiss	C	Zeiss: You're the Sword Saint...? Karel: ...They gave me that name against my will. Just call me Karel. Zeiss: Master Karel, I am a Wyvern Rider of Bern. Karel: ...... Zeiss: ...You're not going to say anything? My father said you fought against Bern in the past. He saw you in a rain of blood, slicing all those who crossed your path... Karel: ...I am through with this world. Bern, Etruria... They are meaningless words to me now. I am only here for my family. Zeiss: ...I see. If only I could think like that... But I can't...not even after Bern has fallen...
Karel	Zeiss	B	Zeiss: Before coming here...I fought against my older brother. Karel: ...... Zeiss: Well, he's not my real brother... His name was Galle. He was a Wyvern Rider with equal power as the Three Wyvern Generals. Karel: ...... Zeiss: I always looked up to him. My sister was also very fond of him... ...I never thought that the three of us would end up as enemies. I never thought that we would have to fight Galle... Karel: ...... Zeiss: I'm sorry... Have I bored you? Karel: No, not at all. A life story can never be boring.
Karel	Zeiss	A	Karel: Zeiss. Zeiss: Yes? Karel: Why... Why did you tell me that story? Zeiss: ...I thought that maybe you would be able to guide me... Perhaps you would be able to help me get rid of my hesitation... Karel: ...Unfortunately, I don't have any words of guidance for you. But...I can say this. It is you who must carve your own path. Zeiss: ...... Karel: Zeiss... I think you already have an answer. Zeiss: ...Maybe. Perhaps...I just wanted someone to tell me that the path I chose wasn't a mistake. Karel: Then... Zeiss: Yes, I understand now. I chose to turn against my country... And I won't regret that decision.
Niime	Yoder	C	Niime: Well... Long time no see. Yoder: Yes... You seem to be doing well. Niime: Heh... You've certainly gained more than a few years. Yoder: Ah, yes, how embarrassing. You seem to be as young and beautiful as ever. Niime: ...Is that an insult? Yoder: Of course not. ...It has truly been a long time. How many years has it been? Niime: Forty...no, fifty years? It's been a long time... Yoder: Yes... Indeed. Niime: ...Now, I think I understand how you felt that time. Yoder: Yes... I too understand your argument. Niime: But that was a long time ago...it's a time that's gone forever. Our paths split on that day. They'll never cross again... Yoder: ......
Niime	Yoder	B	???: ...Yoder... Yoder! Can't you hear me? Yoder: Niime... ???: ...They killed your sister. She was crying out your name as she died. Still...you won't do anything. Yoder: I... ???: Forgive them? Ha, forgiving them isn't going to solve anything. If we let them live, they'll be sure to repeat their vile deeds. Innocent people are going to die by their hands. Is that what you want? Answer me, Yoder! Yoder: Niime, I... (The screen flashes, and Niime appears) Niime: Yoder? Yoder: ...Niime. Niime: What were you doing? I almost thought you had finally fallen over dead. Yoder: No, I was remembering the past. If I just close my eyes, I can remember the past as if it were yesterday... Niime: Hmph... I hope you're not just going senile. Yoder: I see your foul mouth hasn't changed at all, either...
Niime	Yoder	A	Yoder: The end of this war is drawing near. Niime: So it seems. Yoder: What will you do after it ends? Niime: Who knows? Didn't I say that our paths are different, and that they'll never cross? We'll just go on our own separate ways again. Yoder: ...Niime, both you and I have changed. There may come a day when our paths will cross again. ...At least I hope so. Niime: ...Well, no one can tell the future. Who knows, we might walk the same path again... No one knows...
Dayan	Yoder	C	Yoder: Are you Dayan, the Silver Wolf? Dayan: You are not a Sacaean, yet you know my name... Where did you hear about me? Yoder: Once in the past, I treated a wounded Sacaean. That is when I heard about the unmatched warrior of Sacae. I was expecting someone with white hair like mine. Dayan: The name 'Silver Wolf' comes from our ancestry. Our legends say that our ancestors were wolves. Yoder: Ah, I see. Dayan: Do you need something from me? If you wish to preach, I already have a deity to worship. Yoder: No, I did not come to preach. Dayan: ...Are you sure? Do you not have to serve your god? Yoder: Of course, my mission is to guide those in need of direction. But you Sacaeans already have the sky and earth to worship. God would not approve of me pushing my beliefs on to you. Dayan: ...I see.
Dayan	Yoder	B	Dayan: We Sacaeans pray to the Sky and the Earth. The light of day and the darkness of night that engulfs this land... They produce wind, lightning, fire, ice, and many other affinities... Every person on this planet is protected by one of the elements. According to my clan's beliefs, I am protected by the Anima affinity. Yoder: I see. Interesting. Dayan: What do you mean? Yoder: The Elimine Church has similar beliefs. When the creator made man, he blessed them all with one of the seven affinities. However, those elements... Dayan: ...Those elements hold no power on their own. Yoder: Exactly. Dayan: Hm. ...Interesting, indeed. Yoder: Yes. Perhaps... This is one of the truths of the creation of our world.
Dayan	Yoder	A	Dayan: The seven affinities... Their effects will only appear through bonds with other people. When your heart is linked with someone else's... That is when the elements reveal their true power. Yoder: Yes. Saint Elimine also said to cherish your relationships. Dayan: Hm... I wonder if we have been able to link our hearts with each other. Yoder: I am sure we have. We have yet to find out what effects it has...