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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 serve our Lord Roy properly.
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: Is something wrong, Lord Roy? 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 worried about? Roy: I was just thinking about how to move our troops. Alen: How to move the troops? Roy: The enemy grows stronger all the time, so strategies quickly become obsolete. I was wondering how to effectively break through their defensive lines. Alen: That's easy, Lord Roy! Just allow me to charge in. I will shatter their shields and pierce their armor! Roy: Thanks for the offer, but I don't want to put you in danger. There must be another way... I'll think on it some more.
Alen	Roy	B	Alen: Lord Roy, I have an idea to break through the enemy's defenses... Roy: An idea? Alen: We leave our best troops behind, and send the weaker ones to the front lines. Once the enemies are weakened, the stronger troops will be able to finish them. Please, allow me to be in the front lines with the other weaker soldiers! Roy: But then we would risk losing you and everyone you're with... Alen: We might suffer some casualties, but we will win the battle! Roy: ...Alen, I can't use that idea. Alen: W-why not, milord? Roy: I can't use a strategy that I know will cause casualties. Alen: But Lord Roy, casualties are unavoidable in war... Roy: ...I think not. It may be naive to say so, but a victory with casualties is no victory at all. Alen: You want a complete victory... Is that possible in war? Roy: I think it is. We need another plan.
Alen	Roy	A	Roy: Hmm... Alen: Still thinking, Lord Roy? Roy: Yes, I haven't thought of a good strategy yet... But yours is out of the question, understand? Alen: Yes, Lord Roy. But if there's anything I can do, please don't hesitate to ask. Roy: I won't. Alen: ...Lord Roy. Roy: Yes? Alen: ...To be honest, I'm not sure I agree that a complete victory is possible. But if that's what you believe, then I will support you any way I can. Roy: Thank you, Alen. I will prove to you that we can win without casualties. Alen: I look forward to the day of our glorious victory!
Lance	Roy	C	Lance: Lord Roy! Are you unharmed? Roy: Lance? What's the matter... Lance: I lost sight of you for a moment so I assumed the worst... Roy: Oh. Is that all? Don't worry so much. Lance: No, Lord Roy. You lead this army. You must always be on your guard. Roy: Yes, you're right. I'll be more careful. Lance: Truly? Roy: I promise you. Lance: ......
Lance	Roy	B	Lance: Lord Roy, if I may offer a suggestion. Roy: What is it? Lance: I think you should stay behind the front lines. Roy: Well... Lance: I know what you're thinking, but please understand. As our leader, you are crucial to the army. If an army's leader is lost, then so is the battle. Roy: That's true... Lance: Then please, milord, allow me to escort you this way... Roy: Wait. I have no right to order others if I prioritize my safety above all else. Lance: That's not true! Roy: I'm not exactly a genius, and I'm not especially charismatic, either. I have to gain everyone's trust by experiencing the same hardships. Lance: Lord Roy... Roy: I don't have that special something that makes someone a leader. That's why I need to fight up front along with everyone else.
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 only think of keeping me safe, but... Lance: No, I may have been too forceful with my opinion. Do what you believe to be correct. Roy: Thank you. It puts my mind at ease to hear you say that. Lance: I still believe you were wrong about one thing, however. Roy: You do? Lance: You said that you're not a genius and that you lack charisma. Roy: Yes, I did say that. Lance: Your intelligence and charisma are exactly why people follow you. None would give their life for someone who lacks those traits. Roy: ...Do you think so? Lance: Of course. If you will allow me one piece of advice, no matter what happens, stay true to your heart. As long as you do that, your troops will follow you. Roy: I'll do my best. Thank you, Lance. Lance: It's my pleasure, milord.
Roy	Wolt	C	Roy: Wolt! Wolt: Lord Roy, is something wrong? Roy: ...Just call me Roy. I've known you all my life. Wolt: I appreciate your kindness, but rules are rules. Roy: Do you really think so? You suddenly feel so distant to me. Wolt: What are you saying? I'm right here in front of you. Roy: That's not what I meant. Wolt: Ha ha, I know. But enough talk. We haven't time to laze about here. Roy: ...... Wolt: Let's go! The battle awaits us, Lord Roy.
Roy	Wolt	B	Roy: Wolt! About before... Wolt: Lord Roy, the issue was settled. More importantly, this is a battlefield. You never know where enemies are hiding. Keep on your guard. Roy: Wolt... You're starting to sound like Merlinus and Marcus. Wolt: Am I? Thank you! That is such praise. All I desire is to be as loyal a servant as they are. Roy: ...Are you serious? Wolt: Of course! Roy: ...... Wolt: Lord Roy? Is something wrong? Roy: No. Leave me alone for a while, would 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: ...Actually, there is. Would you mind if we talked about it? Wolt: Of course not! I'll do my best to help. Roy: You see, I'm a bit frustrated with someone in the army. I understand where he's coming from, but... Wolt: You understand his logic, but your feelings don't agree. Is that it? Roy: Yes, exactly. My feelings don't align with what I know to be true. And when I start feeling frustrated, I feel like telling him. Wolt: Then do so! It is bad for your health to keep your feelings bottled up. Besides, we all know you are in a stressful position. I'm sure he will understand if you feel the need to vent. Roy: Do you think so? Wolt: Of course! If you want, I can go talk to that person. I will always support you, so don't hesitate to ask anything of me. Roy: Thanks, Wolt. I feel better now. But enough chatter! We have to get moving! Wolt: Yes, Lord Roy! ...By the way, tell me who it is you're frustrated with. I will sit him down and have a frank discussion... Roy: No, it's all right now. Wolt: Really? ...Who was it? Roy: He's closer than you realize. Wolt: What! Where? ...... ...Was it...me? Roy: You got it! Wolt: Lord Roy!
Roy	Shanna	C	Shanna: What's the matter, Lord Roy? Do you need something? Roy: No, I just noticed that you seem so...carefree. Shanna: Hey! ...Are you making fun of me? Roy: Not at all. I'm envious, actually. Shanna: ...I still think I'm being made fun of. Roy: Trust me, I'm not making fun of you. You see, as the leader, I must always appear confident and optimistic. I worry and despair like everyone else, though. So I wanted to ask you. How can I be as carefree as you? Can you offer me any tips? Shanna: Tips? Roy: You know, things I can do or a mindset I should have, or anything really. Shanna: Hmm... Eat well, sleep well, and laugh well. Roy: ...Is that all? Shanna: Probably. That's all it takes to enjoy life, isn't it? Roy: ...Maybe so. Shanna: I'm sure you feel you have to think deeply in your position... But it's probably not as complicated as you think.
Roy	Shanna	B	Roy: You said you're a pegasus knight-in-training, right? Shanna: Right. Roy: Why are you fighting outside of Ilia? Shanna: That's the rule. Fighting outside Ilia gets us experience we won't get in the country. Roy: What kind of experience? Shanna: We can see foreign fighting styles, foreign cultures... And of course, there's the money. Roy: I see... Then shouldn't you fight in other armies and see what they're like? Shanna: Huh? No, there's no need for that! There's no other army that travels all over like this one. I couldn't ask to be in a better army than this for my training. Roy: Well, all right. If you say so. Shanna: ...Were you worried about me? Roy: I guess so. Shanna: Hee hee hee! Thanks!
Roy	Shanna	A	Roy: Shanna, what will you do when the war is over? Shanna: Me? Lemme think... First off, I'll probably go back to Ilia. Roy: Oh... I see. Shanna: Why? Roy: I was just wondering if you wanted to come to Pherae. Shanna: Your home? I'd love to! I want to see it at least once. Roy: Well, it's not as big as Ostia, so you might be disappointed. Shanna: I'm sure my hometown is way smaller than yours. Plus it snows a lot. Roy: Great. Then you should like it. Shanna: I'll look forward to it. Roy: Sure. You're welcome to stay as long as you like. Shanna: Thanks! Shanna: Lord Roy is so kind... Inviting a simple mercenary like me to his home... Wait... Does that mean...? No, no, don't get any crazy ideas... But still... Hmm...
Roy	Sue	C	Roy: Whew, I've finished outlining the troops' positions... Sue: Lord Roy. Roy: Huh?! Oh, Sue. Hello. Sue: What's the matter? You have a strange look on your face. Roy: I was just surprised that you spoke to me. Sue: Oh? Roy: Yes... I never see you speaking with other people. You don't like talking much, do you? Sue: That's not the reason. Roy: It isn't? Sue: I simply prefer communing with nature over people. Roy: Nature? Sue: The breeze, the trees, the sky, the brooks... They all speak to us. Roy: They do? Sue: They do. Listen and you'll hear them. You can't hear them simply because you don't listen. I bid you farewell for now. Roy: Wait, you didn't have anything to tell me? Sue: I did. I just told you. Roy: What? Sue: Listen to nature, and you'll hear all sorts of voices. It will bring you peace of mind and soul. You won't be able to hear them if you're tense all the time. Roy: Was she trying to help me because I look so tired...? Thank you, Sue.
Roy	Sue	B	Roy: Sue. Sue: Lord Roy? Roy: Thanks for your advice. Sue: ...You look better. Roy: Do I? Sue: Your aura... has improved. Roy: What do you mean? Sue: It is softer. More comfortable. Roy: Do you think so? I can't really tell. Sue:Hm hm hm... Perhaps such things cannot be sensed by those who work the land. Roy: ...... Sue: What is it? Roy: That's the first time I've heard you laugh. Sue: Really? Roy: Yes. Your laugh has a good aura 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 wasn't the Kutolah clan destroyed by Bern...? Sue: We will gather everyone once more. Perhaps the Kutolah name is no more, but our clansmen survive. Roy: That's... Well, I guess that's the right thing to do. Sue: Why do you ask? Roy: I thought if you had no place to go that you could come to Pherae. Sue: Pherae...your home. Roy: Right... It's not a huge area, but it's a nice and peaceful place. Sue: It would be nice... But my heart belongs in the plains of Sacae. Roy: I understand. But tell me if you ever change your mind. Sue: Lord Roy. Roy: Yes? Sue: Thank you for your concern. Roy: You're very welcome.
Lilina	Roy	C	Roy: Lilina, are you all right? Do you need anything? Lilina: No, I'm fine. Roy: Are you hurt? Lilina: No, all is well. Roy: Very well, then. If there's anything I can do for you-- Lilina: Roy, it's all right. Roy: What? Lilina: Thanks for worrying about me, but I'm fine. Roy: Well, if you say so... But if you need anything, tell me. Lilina: I will.
Lilina	Roy	B	Roy: Lilina. Lilina! Lilina: Hm? Roy? Roy: What's the matter? You were spacing out again. This is a battlefield. You could get killed! Lilina: I'm sorry. Roy: What's wrong? Lilina: It's just that... We've come so far. Roy: Have we? Lilina: I'm not talking about distance... It's just that everything seems to have changed so quickly. Do you remember back when you first came to Ostia to study? Roy: Of course. It was two years ago... Wait, or was it three years ago? Lilina: Our fathers were still both well. Lycia was peaceful... No one could have imagined this war. ...It was only a few years ago, yet it feels like an eternity. Roy: Lilina... Lilina: Oh, just listen to me... There's no going back to those days, is there...?
Lilina	Roy	A	Lilina: Roy... I'm sorry about before. Roy: Before? Lilina: I was reminiscing about before the war. It's all changed... I need to accept that nothing will ever be the same... 'Roy: No, some things will never change. Lilina: Like what? Roy: Like us. We'll always be together. Lilina: Huh...? Roy: We can't go back to the past, but we're the ones who will build the future. We'll make the future as good as--no, better than the past. Lilina: Ha ha ha... Roy: What? Lilina: It's you. Talking like that. Are you trying to charm me? Roy: W-was it that obvious? Yeah, I guess it was a little overly grand... Lilina: But really... Roy: Hm? Lilina: Thanks... Roy: Lilina... Lilina: And you're right... We'll be together forever. Roy: ...Of course.
Larum	Roy	C	Larum: Lord Roy! Roy: Wha-!? L-Larum...! Larum: I finally found you! I want to show you something. Roy: W-wait! Just take it easy... Roy: What...was it you wanted to show me? Larum: It's like this!! Roy: H-hold on a moment. I can hear you from over here... Larum: I want you to see the new dance I came up with. It goes like this... Step and twirl, step and twirl... So? What do you think? Roy: It was very nice. I think you're an exceptionally skilled dancer. Larum: ...Is that it? Roy: Huh? Larum: You don't...have more to say? Like, "Beautiful!" or, "Lovely!" or, "Your hair looks nice today!" Or something like that... Roy: Erm... I had better get going... Larum: Already? Roy: Yeah, sorry... Larum: Sigh...
Larum	Roy	B	Larum: Lord Roy! Roy: L-Larum...! I don't think you should grab on to people like that... It might cause a misunderstanding. Larum: But Lord Roy... ...... Oh!! Roy: What? Larum: Eeeek! An enemy! Roy: Enemy!? Where! Larum: I don't know! But I heard a rustling in the bushes... Roy: L-Larum! Calm down... I can't move if you're hanging off me like that... Larum: I'm going to die! But...it's okay. If I can die protecting you, Lord Roy, I will die in peace. You, hiding in the bushes! Show yourself! Our love is eternal and can never be broken! Roy: P-Please, get off of me so I can fight...
Larum	Roy	A	Larum: Lord Roy! Roy: Larum... Larum: There you are! I have another dance to show you. Roy: Y-yeah... Larum: Lord Roy...? Are you... avoiding me? Roy: Ah... N-no! Not at all. Larum: You are so. I saw you step back when I came. You're bracing yourself so you can dodge me. Roy: Y-you're imagining things. Larum: Don't look away when you talk to me... Roy: B-but... Larum: ...... You don't like me... You don't want to see my dancing at all! That's it, isn't it?! Roy: Th-that's not true!! Larum: Really?! Thanks! That makes me so happy! Roy: Whoa!
Cecilia	Roy	C	Cecilia: How should I move next, Roy? Roy: Oh, yes. You should... ...Um... Cecilia: What's the matter? Roy: Nothing. It's just that... It feels so strange giving you orders... Cecilia: Why? You lead this army. Who else would give me orders? Roy: Even so... Cecilia: Roy, you mustn't go soft. If a leader gets soft, then so will the troops. You are a general leading an army, and I am your soldier. Be strict and assertive, as a general should be. Roy: Y-yes, you're right! Cecilia: Good. Now, General Roy, what is my next move?
Cecilia	Roy	B	Roy: Yawn... Cecilia: Roy. Roy: Oh, General Cecilia. Cecilia: Are you tired? Perhaps you should rest. Roy: I can't. We must keep moving. Cecilia: Rushing forward will only lead us to failure. Roy: I'm not rushing, but we must move as quickly as possible. Cecilia: Why? Roy: The quicker we move, the more lives will be saved. Cecilia: ...Yes, that's true. Roy: We fight to win this war. But how can we call it a victory with the deaths of so many innocents? Cecilia: ...... Roy: Oh, I'm sorry... I didn't mean to talk back to you. Are you cross with me? Cecilia: Not at all. I was too focused on a simple victory. You are already becoming a worthy leader. Roy: Please, enough flattery... But...hearing it from you is encouraging. Cecilia: Really? That's nice to hear.
Cecilia	Roy	A	Roy: What are you going to do once this war is over? Cecilia: Sorry? Do you think you've won already? Roy: No... Not at all. Cecilia: Well... We must rebuild Etruria, so first I will go home. Why do you ask? Roy: I was just wondering if you could teach me more after the war. Cecilia: Like I did in Ostia? Roy: Exactly! Cecilia: There's no need for that now. You've become a true leader. There is nothing left for me to teach you. Roy: But... Cecilia: Roy, you must have confidence. Troops will not follow a leader who lacks confidence. Roy: ...Yes, you're right. Cecilia: That is my last lesson for you. You are no longer a student. You are a colleague and a friend. So if there's anything I can assist you with after the war, it would be my pleasure to help 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: Please...don't strain yourself today... Roy: What do you mean? Sophia: I sense something ominous... in this battle... Please stay off the front lines... Roy: ...I understand. But I'm not sure I'll be able to pay full heed to your warning. Sophia: ...Why not? Roy: When I go up front...it's because I trust the others. I can't hide myself in the back in fear. I have to fight alongside everyone else. Sophia: Oh...I... Roy: I appreciate the warning, but...I'm sorry. Sophia: ......
Roy	Sophia	B	Sophia: Lord Roy... Roy: Sophia? Do you sense something? Sophia: No... I just wanted to apologize... Roy: Apologize? To me? Sophia: About before... I told you I sensed something ominous about the battle... Roy: Oh, that... Sophia: I'm sorry... You already have much on your mind... I shouldn't have burdened you so... Roy: No, it's all right. I'm actually glad that you told me. I was more careful that day. Thank you. Sophia: ...? Roy: If you hadn't told me anything, I wouldn't have been so cautious. I may have been hurt badly. So thanks. Sophia: But...I... Roy: Tell me if you sense anything. It's a great help. Sophia: Yes... I will...
Roy	Sophia	A	Sophia: Lord Roy... I must tell you something... Roy: What's the matter? Sophia: My power...is weak... Roy: What? Sophia: I can see the future... but only blurry images... I may not see...something truly powerful... Roy: Something truly powerful? Sophia: Yes... If I fail to sense something powerful...and if you are hurt... Roy: Thanks, but I'll be fine. We'll figure it out when the time comes. Sophia: But... Roy: Sensing the future is an amazing ability. We can prevent disasters before they even occur. But I won't rely on your power too much, so don't worry. Sophia: Thank you... Roy: I'm more concerned about your well-being than your predictions. I'm sure we'll face many hardships as we continue... But keep your spirits up and there's nothing we can't overcome. 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, you tend to charge headfirst into enemy lines. Your duty is to protect Lord Roy. You must think more. Alen: Think more...? What's there to think about? Defeating the enemy protects Lord Roy! Marcus: What if an enemy made it past you and Lord Roy was hurt? You wouldn't be able to make it back to save him. Alen: That's never happened... Marcus: But you cannot deny that it is a possibility. Alen: What must I do? Marcus: Take your time in battle. Alen: Take my time...?
Alen	Marcus	B	Alen: Sir Marcus. Marcus: Alen. What's troubling you? Alen: I need your guidance... Marcus: My guidance? Alen: You told me to take my time in battle. Does that mean I've been fighting wrong this whole time? Marcus: Not at all. But you only know one way of fighting. Alen: There's more than one way...? Marcus: Your courage is not a bad trait. Indeed, it is praiseworthy. I'm simply concerned you may leave Lord Roy to fend for himself. Alen: You're right... Marcus: A knight must consider each situation and adapt accordingly. Charging ahead is not always the correct way.
Alen	Marcus	A	Marcus: Alen, your fighting has improved. Alen: Thanks to you... I am trying to adapt my fighting style to each situation. Marcus: Good. Hmm. You might be ready to take over for me. Alen: What do you mean? Marcus: I have grown old. I must make way for the new generation. I trust Lord Roy will be safe in your hands. Alen: M-me...? Marcus: Are you embarrassed to take the place of an old man? Alen: Of course not! It would be an honor! I shall protect Lord Roy with my life and Pherae will prosper-- Marcus: Calm yourself. Your passionmis all that worries me. Alen: Yes, you're right... Marcus: Just try to control your emotions. 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 serving House Pherae? Lance: Yes, Sir Marcus. Everyone has been very good to me despite the fact that I'm an outsider... Marcus: I see. That is good to hear. Lance: You have been very caring as well, Sir Marcus. Marcus: Of course. I need you especially. Lance: Really? Me? Marcus: You possess experiences the other knights do not. Lance: Do I...? Marcus: Yes, you do. Those traits will be of great help to Lord Roy in the future. Lance: ......
Lance	Marcus	B	Lance: Sir Marcus. Marcus: Yes, Lance? Lance: You said before that I had experiences the other knights do not. Marcus: That I did. Lance: I cannot see what those experiences are. I am but a young knight. I think you see more in me than there actually is. Marcus: I think not. Lance: I will use what experience I have, but I don't know that I can help especially. I served a different lord until just recently, after all... Marcus: And that is it. Lance: Sorry? Marcus: That is the experience the others do not have. Lance: Oh... Marcus: Lord Roy will take the throne of Pherae. If he is surrounded by only those of Pherae, his views will lack scope. We need someone like you. You know other parts of the world firsthand. Lance: Will that experience... really be of use? Marcus: You must make it so. Lord Roy must grow into an individual with global views.
Lance	Marcus	A	Marcus: Lance. Lance: Ah, Sir Marcus. Marcus: Lord Roy said that you told him stories of other lands. Lance: If my experience can be of use to Lord Roy, then I will do my best to teach him. Marcus: Very good. Then it seems that I can retire with no 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'm not even a native of Pherae... Marcus: Are you still worrying yourself over that? Lord Roy certainly isn't. Lance: ...Very well. If you wish it, I shall take your place when the time comes. But that won't happen for many years. You are still well. You are an example to us all. Marcus: Perhaps. But we all must step down eventually.
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 okay? 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. I may have lagged behind you the other day, but not in this battle! Watch and learn from my skill, Lance! Lance: Of course I'll watch. We can all learn from one another. Don't expect me to lower myself to your level, though. Alen: Well, look at you! I look forward to sparring when the battle's done. I'll be off then. You'd better hurry along too.
Alen	Lance	B	Lance: Alen, the battles will only get more difficult from here on. Alen: I know, but a challenge is just what I want. Lance: I have something to request of you. If we lose. Alen: If we lose? Lance: Yes. ...If it ever looks like defeat is certain, I want you to take Lord Roy and retreat. I will act as a decoy for the enemy and buy you time. Alen: What? But what about you? Lance: If it has to be one of us, it may as well be me. I've served House Pherae the shortest, so-- Alen: Have you lost your mind? Lance: ...Alen? Alen: If you're staying, then so will I. I won't allow you to run headfirst into certain death alone. Lance: But you're one of a long line of knights serving House Pherae. It's better that you take Lord Roy and flee. Alen: How long you've served means nothing! Let me ask you this. Do you consider yourself any less loyal than the other knights? Lance: ...... Alen: No answer? Then allow me. You're just as valuable as any of us! You've held to your knightly vows admirably! I've been your partner ever since you came to House Pherae so I know that well! Lance: Alen... Alen: Don't throw your life away, Lance. Lord Roy needs you. We all do.
Alen	Lance	A	Lance: Alen, about before... Alen: You mean about if we lose? Still intending to sacrifice yourself? Or something even more ludicrous? Lance: No, you're right. Your words were a slap in the face. Perhaps I was belittling myself because I've served House Pherae the shortest. Alen: Your work is second to none. Well, second to mine, but that's a given. Lance: Where does your confidence come from? I envy you sometimes. Alen: I'm confident simply because I know I could never lose to you. Lance: ...I'll make you eat those words after I beat you today. Alen: Hah, not likely! See you after the battle! Lance: Of course. Alen: And Lance! Lance: Yes? Alen: Even if we lose, you won't be left behind! Remember that! Lance: Of course!
Alen	Wolt	C	Alen: 498...499...500... Wolt: Sir Alen? Alen: Whew... Ah, Wolt. Wolt: You're sweating so profusely... 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: ...Silence! 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...huff...Wolt... Good to...huff...see you...huff...again... Wolt: M-must you train so hard in battle? The enemy won't have much left to fight if you're like that! Alen: Maybe I'm crazy...but yes, I have to do it. The continent feels bigger and bigger the more we fight. Wolt: Yes. Who knows what we may be up against next? Alen: We must break through our own limits and become stronger. We must be able to stand against any so we can protect Lord Roy. Wolt: You're right! Alen: All right... I've caught my breath. Let's go! Wolt: He's amazing... But I can't let him get ahead of me!
Alen	Wolt	A	Wolt: 98...99... Alen: Wolt? Wolt: Sir Alen! Alen: Are you training now, too? Wolt: Yes, well, after seeing you, I couldn't just sit around doing nothing. I have to become strong to protect Lord Roy as well. Alen: There you go. That's the spirit! Become strong, and surprise even Lord Roy! Wolt: Yes!
Alen	Ward	C	Alen: You... You're Ward, the mercenary. Ward: Uh, yeah... Who are you? Alen: I'm Alen, knight of Pherae. Ward: Oh, you're one of our client's knights. Are you any good? Alen: Right to the point... I will say that I consider myself fairly skilled. Ward: All right, good. Let's duel. Alen: What, right now? Ward: Of course. Alen: Very well. But I'm telling you now, I won't go easy on you. Ward: I'd expect no less. Just don't start crying if I hurt you. Alen: Let's go! Ward: W...Whoa... You're better than I thought. Alen: You too... Good fight! Ward: I'll beat you next time. Got that? Alen: Sure thing!
Alen	Ward	B	Ward: Hey you! Alen: Ward! How do you fare? Ward: I've been looking for you. We didn't finish our match yet. Alen: Oh? I thought I won. Ward: No way, I was just getting warmed up. You haven't seen the real me yet. Alen: No? You haven't seen what I can do, either! Ward: Bring it on! Ward: You are strong... Alen: Let's call it a tie... Lance and I used to spar like this a lot. It's great to have a partner to train and grow with. Ward: I haven't lost yet! You'll see my true strength next time, you hear?! Alen: Of course. Any time you're ready!
Alen	Ward	A	Ward: Aaaaarrrr! Alen: ...! You're...getting better, Ward! Ward: Y...You too! You become stronger every time we meet.. Alen: I'm nothing. It's just you who's weak. Ward: Heh, whatever! I'll beat you! I'll crush all the enemies with my axe... Alen: Enemies...? Ward. Ward: What? Alen: What do you think of this war? Ward: What do you mean? 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? We've also got you. No one stands a chance against the two of us. Alen: Ha ha... You're right. We can't lose. Enough talk! Charge! Ward: 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. But listen, do you always-- Alen: So this is a pegasus? I've never seen one up close. Its face is so cute.. Thea: Wow, thank you... I mean, let me finish! Do you always fight like that? Alen: So what if I do? Thea: Don't you think you're too rash? If you fight that way you can't be sure you'll come out alive. Alen: I know my fighting style can be dangerous. But, you see... Oh, chatting like this will give the enemy an advantage. I must be alert. Farewell. Thea: ...There's something wrong with him.
Alen	Thea	B	Thea: Wait! Wait! Alen: Thea? Is something wrong? Thea: Please, tell me. Why do you fight like that? Your lanceplay leaves you open... Why do you rely on brute strength to attack? You won't be able to retaliate properly that way. Alen: You've been watching me, haven't you? Thea: Huh? N-no... Not you in particular! It's just that... I can't ignore you when you fight like that. That's all. Really. Alen: What? Thea: Anyway, the point is, you should fight more cautiously. Alen: I understand your concern. But I can't hold back. Thea: But if you keep fighting like that, you'll-- Alen: In battle, the first to match blades with the enemy are us. The knights. The enemy will judge the entire army by looking at how we fight. That's why I have to show them my full power. Thea: ...... Alen: The slightest recoil will signal to the enemy that we can be defeated. And what's more, my fellow knights will see and may hesitate... That's why I charge ahead. I have to keep pushing forward. For the army. For victory. Thea: ...That makes sense. ...And here I thought you were just a careless idiot... Alen: Did you say something just now? Thea: ...No, nothing. Alen: I'm sorry, but I have to fight like this. Still, I respect your advice. Tell me more when you have a chance. Thea: ...Very well, I suppose.
Alen	Thea	A	Thea: ...You haven't changed your fighting style, I see. Alen: Thea. Thea: How long will you continue fighting like that? I understand why you do... but if you perish, that's the end. Alen: I know that well. There is only so much I can do on my own. But I am a knight, so it is my duty... Thea: If that's the case...then will you allow me to stay by you? Alen: Why...? Thea: If...if I leave you on your own, I worry and...I can't focus! So I want to support you by staying close. Or...am I not good enough for you...? Alen: Of course you are! You're strong, you can keep up with my horse, and... With you around, it seems that I always come out unharmed. I can trust you to guard my back. Thea: Really? You'll take me? Alen: Of course! You're a strong warrior. I couldn't ask for a better partner. Thea: That...that's not what I meant... Alen: I'm sorry? Thea: I mean...the point is...we'll be together...and, I mean... Alen: I don't understand. Thea: ...Never mind. Forget it... Well, come on, then. Let's go. The battle awaits us. Alen: Yes, we ride together!
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 understand now. Everything is fine. Wolt: I... see. Lance: Did you need something, Wolt? Wolt: Yes. I want to watch you fight. 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 am keeping a record of this battle. Wolt: A record? Lance: Oh, yes. There is a quote from one of my favorite books. "Information is the most powerful weapon in any battle." And so, I keep track of our allies and enemies and what goes on where. Wolt: I see. Lance: In the battles ahead, one mistake could lead to our doom. I must pay heed to every aspect of battle for Lord Roy. Wolt: Y-you're right! Lance: ... It's time. I must be off. Wolt: Amazing... I should do like him!
Lance	Wolt	A	Wolt: Oh, Sir Lance. Lance: Wolt. ... Are you all right? Your eyes look rather red... Wolt: Yes! I'm fine. I was just reading the book on tactics that you lent me. Lance: That's good. Were you up reading it all night? Wolt: Actually, yes! Lance: All right. You might be interested in another I have by the same author. He describes his ideas in extreme detail over 24 volumes. Wolt: ...... Lance: After studying it, you should 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 of great endurance. Lot: You... You're Lance, knight of Pherae. Lance: Is something troubling you? You have a worried look about you. Lot: Oh... I was just thinking about something. Actually, this is perfect. Let me ask your opinion on something. Lance: If it is within my meager scope of knowledge. Lot: All right, so, axes are weak against swords. That much is common sense. What I'm wondering is why it's that way to begin with. I don't understand the physics behind it. That's what's troubling me. Lance: I see. I wondered the same thing before. I found the answer after going through several books on tactics. Lot: Is it...the weapon's weight? Lance: Exactly. All weapons are designed by humans. As such, an invincible weapon with no flaws is inconceivable. Lot: You're saying a weapon will always have weaknesses. Lance: Right. Throughout history, many kinds of weapons have been made, and the vast majority of them have fallen out of use. Of all of them, the sword, axe and lance remain, creating the weapon triangle. Lot: But what about weapons like the swordreaver? Lance: Well, that brings us to a whole new dimension. What I mean is... ............ Lot: ...Ah, I see... Then what about... ............
Lance	Lot	B	Lance: Knight to F6. Lot: Knight to E3. Lance: Pegasus knight to D1. Lot: Er... Archer to B1. Lance: Swordmaster to F1. Check. Lot: ...... ...You win. Lance: So it seems. Lot: ...Do you think it was a mistake to move that ballista 6 turns ago? Lance: Yes, I think so. Where did you learn how to play? It's a requirement for knights, so that's how I learned it. Lot: An old war veteran who lives close to my home taught me. I could never find anyone to play against in my mercenary groups. It looks like I'm but a novice next to you, though. Lance: Well, you can recognize your own mistakes, so you have skill. I played with Alen the other day, but it was over in 2 turns.
Lance	Lot	A	Lot: What do you think of this battle? Lance: What do you mean? Lot: Do you think we stand a chance of winning? Lance: ...... I honestly don't know. We are severely outnumbered. The enemy can afford to send in new troops all the time, while we must be careful not to lose even a single soldier. Lot: Yeah... We're almost on completely different levels. Lance: But Lord Roy often conceives genius strategies beyond my understanding. He has commanded us miraculously well thus far. Under his direction, I feel that we cannot fail. Lord Roy will surely lead us to a glorious victory. Lot: I see.. ...You're not a yes man, thinking so just because he is your lord. So if even you believe in him, he deserves my faith... I'm certain we will succeed.
Clarine	Lance	C	Clarine: Oh? And you are... Lance: Ah, you must be Lady Clarine of House Reglay. I am Lance, knight of Pherae. We are honored to have someone of your stature among us. I apologize for any impudence you may have experienced from the men. The soldiers are simply a bit anxious because of this war. Clarine: Oh... Yes, consider them forgiven. I don't often grant favors like this so easily. Consider it an honor! Lance: Yes, I thank you, milady. Now, let me take your hand... Clarine: My... So civil and gentlemanly! For a country knight, that is. Lance: I am honored. Clarine: O-of course, your manners are nothing compared to our knights back home. Lance: Please forgive my breeding, milady.
Clarine	Lance	B	Clarine: Lance. Lance: Lady Clarine, is there anything I can do for you? Clarine: As the daughter of House Reglay, I order you to serve as my bodyguard henceforth. Lance: But-- Clarine: In truth, you are a bit on the feeble side... But I don't have many knights to choose from, so you will do. You must stay by my side and defend me at all times. Understood? Lance: If Lord Roy orders it, it will be done. Clarine: But... I'm ordering it! Me! Lance: If I may object, milady, I cannot follow your orders directly. A knight must serve his lord, and only his lord. One who fails in that is no longer a knight. Clarine: I...I knew that! I was merely testing your knightly integrity! Lance: Yes, milady. Forgive me. Clarine: Y-yes, well, you passed my test. Stand proud, knight!
Clarine	Lance	A	Clarine: Lance! Lance: Yes, Lady Clarine? Clarine: Even if you are not mine to order... Are we not a lady and knight? Lance: Indeed we are, milady. Clarine: In-indeed... As such, I hereby permit you to kiss my hand. Lance: Thank you, milady. Clarine: Lance, I don't want you to misunderstand. The kissing of my hand is a symbol of the difference in our status. There is no more meaning to it than that! Lance: Yes, of course, milady. Clarine: Yes... Of course... You're not... disappointed...? Lance: Did you say something, milady? Clarine: N-No! Nothing! Back to your duties, knight!
Sue	Wolt	C	Wolt: All right, where's the next enemy? Sue: ...... Wolt: Hm? Do you need something, Sue? Sue: You use a bow, too. Wolt: Yeah, I do. Sue: Why don't you ride a horse? Wolt: 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 think it's better to fight on horseback. Wolt: What? ...You mean with a bow? Sue: Yes. With a horse, it's easier to approach and retreat from your target. Wolt: Well, to each their own... Wait, did you try getting off your horse and shooting from the ground? Sue: Yes. I wanted to try it. Wolt: You could have hurt yourself! You can't try new ways of fighting like that during a battle! Sue: No, it wasn't in battle. I just shot at some trees near the camp. Wolt: Oh... Sue: Thank you. Wolt: For what? Sue: Thank you for being so concerned about me. Wolt: Well... We're allies, right?
Sue	Wolt	A	Sue: Wolt? What's the matter? You're out of breath. Wolt: ...It sure is tough trying to keep up with a horse... I mean, I remember you said it was easier to approach your target. So... Sue: You tried it? Wolt: I thought I may as well. Sue: What did you think? Wolt: Well, a horse's speed is unbeatable. But still, I'm more stable on foot... Sue: You said it was dangerous to try new ways of fighting in battle. Wolt: ...Oh, I did, didn't I? I only tried it for a bit. 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: I don't think you'll be able to shoot very well, though... Wolt: Shoot? I don't think I'd be able to stay on, let alone shoot! I think I'll stay on the ground. It feels more natural to me. Sue: Ha ha ha. That is probably for the best.
Astolfo	Bors	C	Astolfo: Heya, Bors. Bors: Astolfo... Is something the matter? Astolfo: Nah, it's nothing. I just wanted to say hi. Ha ha ha... Bors: ...... That smell... Have you been drinking? Astolfo: Maybe a little. I was bored so I decided to have a swig... Bors: Bored? This is the middle of a battle... Astolfo: Hey, all I can do is open chests and doors anyway... Not like I can fight or do anything worthwhile. I'll get out of your hair so you can get back to fighting... Bors: ......
Astolfo	Bors	B	Astolfo: Oh, Bors. Long time no see. Bors: Astolfo... I think you should refrain from...imbibing as you do. The younger recruits are watching, and you're setting a bad example. Astolfo: Bors... Bors: ...Yes? Astolfo: I'm sorry... about Lord Hector... Bors: ...... Astolfo: I knew there was a traitor to the Lycian League... If I'd done my job properly, we wouldn't be in this state... Lord Hector wouldn't have lost...if I'd... Bors: ..... That was not your fault. Astolfo: And, you know... The rebellion. It should have been obvious... But I couldn't do anything about it... Heh, I'm just a worthless sack... You must really hate me... I'm a joke of a spy... Ha ha...ha... Bors: ...... Astolfo: Rats... I'm out of sauce...
Astolfo	Bors	A	Bors: Astolfo. Astolfo: Huh...? Oh, Bors. Come 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 dwell on the past. We must look forward. We must do as Lord Hector would have wanted. We need you, Astolfo. Astolfo: ...... ...Why? Why are you...defending a useless wretch like me...? Bors: Because you are a knight of Ostia. Astolfo: ...A knight? Who...? Me? Bors: You may not have been knighted... But you put your life on the line for Lord Hector. That is more than enough to make you a knight. At least, I think so. Astolfo: ...... ...Bors...I... Bors: Astolfo, let us move forward... and make our master proud.
Astolfo	Igrene	C	Igrene: You...! Astolfo: Hm? Igrene: I can't believe my eyes...! Could it...could it really be you? Astolfo: Sorry, what? I don't know what you're talking about. I'm Astolfo. Just a petty thief. Igrene: ...You look just like him... You look so much like... my husband... Astolfo: Your husband? Igrene: I lived with him in Arcadia. ...But one day he left without saying a word... Astolfo: Huh. And he looks exactly like me? Well, they say everyone has an exact double somewhere out there. Best you forget about it. Igrene: Wait! Let me see your leg. Astolfo: Hey, whoa, what're you doing? Igrene: I first found him collapsed in the desert. The heat had gotten to him, and he'd lost his memory. He had blade wounds all over his body, but 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 any gross scars like that. I really have to get going. Igrene: Oh...
Astolfo	Igrene	B	Igrene: ...... Astolfo: You again? Igrene: Are you... Are you really not him? Astolfo: No way. But hey, for what it's worth, I can't believe that guy. Dumping a gorgeous gal like you. What a chump. Igrene: ...... Please, let me tell you about him. Astolfo: All right. I can do that. Igrene: His name was Gorlois. We started to live together as I nursed him back to health. We lived happily for several years. Slowly, his memory started returning. I was happy, but also...scared. Astolfo: ...... Igrene: One day, bandits attacked Arcadia. Gorlois left to fight them off but he never came back. Astolfo: ...... Igrene: The corpses of the bandits all sank into the quicksand. I couldn't find Gorlois, so I assumed the same happened to him. Astolfo: Well, there you go. There's your story. Igrene: I couldn't help but think in the bottom of my heart that he might yet live. Astolfo: Ah. Wishful thinking. Igrene: But...if he were alive, he wouldn't have disappeared without a word... Astolfo: He's probably living a pretty miserable life now anyway. I say you forget about him and move on. Hey, I know. I can give you a kiss in his place if it'll make you feel better... Igrene: ! (Igrene leaves) Astolfo: Ow. She didn't have to slap me... Sigh...
Astolfo	Igrene	A	Igrene: Oh... Astolfo: It's you. The rejected man will slink away now... Igrene: Wait! Golrois...! ...I mean, Astolfo. Astolfo: ...... Igrene: Please, look at this... My husband had it when I first met him. Astolfo: What is this doodle? Igrene: It's not a doodle. It's a seal given to Lycian spies. I also did some research on what kind of work they do... And...now I understand... Astolfo: ...... Igrene: Spies carry information dangerous to their enemies. If a spy is caught, the enemy will exploit any weakness. Family and loved ones are often taken hostage... And the spy is tortured until he spills every bit of information. That's why a spy must be alone... He must have no family, friends, or loved ones... Astolfo: ...I'm sorry, but... that guy is dead. He was devoured by the quicksands of Nabata. All this stuff about spies... It's just your imagination. Or maybe the desert heat made you see things. Igrene: ...... Yes... It must have been a dream... A wonderful dream... Astolfo: ...Igrene. ...I... Sorry, forget it. Igrene: ...... Astolfo: Just...forget about me. ...Please.
Bors	Lilina	C	Bors: Lady Lilina... Has something been bothering you lately? Lilina: What...? No, I'm fine. Bors: Are you sure...? I was given special orders by Lord Hector to protect you at all costs. Lilina: So? Bors: So if something has happened, you should tell me so I can protect you adequately... Lilina: I told you! Nothing's wrong! Bors: B-but normally, milady, you aren't quite this...touchy... Lilina: Touchy?! I'm not touchy! Bors: Yes, milady, but-- Lilina: Silence, Bors! You're annoying me. Bors: W-Where are you going, milady? Lilina: Someplace where I won't have to listen to you. Bors: Lady Lilina!
Bors	Lilina	B	Lilina: Bors, erm... about before... Bors: Before? Lilina: I wanted to apologize. Bors: To me? Lilina: You were just concerned for me, and I blew up at you... I'm sorry. Bors: Please...don't be. Lilina: ...Will you hear why I'm so irritable? I think I need someone to talk to... Bors: If I may, then of course. Lilina: It's about Roy... What do you think about him? Bors: I think he has grown splendidly into a wise and caring leader to us all. Lilina: But the Roy I know had mismatched buttons on his suit, and he couldn't do even one step of a dance... I always thought I had to take care of him. Bors: ...... Lilina: But Roy's suddenly changed. He's gotten so...grown up, you know? He seems so far away now... Bors: ...Milady, Lord Roy has not changed as much as you think. Lilina: Really? Bors: He has certainly matured, but his nature is still the same. Lord Roy is still the same person you know him to be within. Lilina: Yes, you're right... Thank you for lending me your ear, Bors. Bors: Of course, milady.
Bors	Lilina	A	Bors: You look much better today, milady. Lilina: Yes, I feel much better, too. Bors: That is good to hear. Lilina: It's not as if Roy was avoiding me or anything... It's just that he seemed to be changing, and I felt I was left behind. Bors: ...... Lilina: I jumped to conclusions and fretted over nothing... Once I realized that, it suddenly seemed so silly. I'm still a child, aren't I? Bors: Lady Lilina... Lilina: Bors, will you stay by my side? Bors: ...I am a knight, and my loyalty lies with you. I shall always be at your side, ready to serve. Lilina: Thank you, Bors...
Barthe	Bors	C	Bors: Ah, Barthe. Long time no see. Barthe: Yes. You seem to have improved a great deal. Bors: There were many tough battles in our journey from Lycia to Ostia. Barthe: Well, it's not as if I was just sitting around in Ostia, either. I trained at the arena, preparing for battle. Bors: ...I remember that arena. I have to say, though... I don't really approve of that. A knight, fighting for money? It's almost a contradiction... Barthe: No one has need of a weak knight. I train myself to prevail in battle. Bors: Heh. You haven't changed at all. Barthe: Neither have you...oaf.
Barthe	Bors	B	Bors: Barthe... Were you able to accept it? Barthe: Accept what? Bors: Not going into battle alongside Lord Hector. You've always said that a knight's purpose is to fight. Barthe: ...I would certainly say I was disappointed at first. But staying and protecting the castle and Lady Lilina was its own battle. Bors: That's for sure... Barthe: But I allowed Lady Lilina to fall into the hands of the enemy. That was my failure. I was naive... Somewhere in my heart, I wanted to believe that Ostia was secure. Bors: Don't blame yourself... You always do that. Barthe: That's true. I do... Whenever I talk to you, I always seem to reveal my true feelings. Bors: We've been friends ever since we we were knighted. We couldn't hide something from one another even if we tried. Barthe: Ha ha ha... You're right about that.
Barthe	Bors	A	Barthe: Bors, I always wanted to ask you... Bors: Ask me what? Barthe: Why did you become a knight? Bors: Because I wanted to protect the ones I love. Barthe: Admirable. Bors: And you? Barthe: I became a knight because they are the strongest fighters. I don't believe any can match a knight in a one-on-one battle. ...That's why I couldn't protect Lady Lilina... We faced a whole army of armored knights. Bors: Blaming yourself again? Barthe: It only happened because I wasn't strong enough. If I had enough power to stop the rebellion myself, I could have contained the situation. I must become stronger still. Bors: ...Then become a lance sharper than any other. And I shall be your impervious shield. Barthe: A lance and a shield... Bors: An unstoppable lance and an unbreakable shield. Barthe: That sounds like a plan, friend!
Bors	Ogier	C	Ogier: Sir Bors? You are Sir Bors, aren't you? Bors: Oh... And you are? Ogier: I'm Ogier of the Ostian knights. I heard about you from Gwendolyn. Bors: Ah, my sister... So you're our newest recruit? Ogier: Yes. I'm pleased to meet you. Bors: I wish I could say the same... but you don't look like a knight. Ogier: Yes, well, I try to fill in the gaps that our squad falls short in. Bors: Ah, I see. Most admirable. Not everyone has that ability. Ogier: Thank you, sir.
Bors	Ogier	B	Ogier: I heard from Sir Barthe that you beat him once in combat. Is that true? Bors: Yes, I did. It was just once, in a great tournament held in Ostia. Ogier: What was the battle like? Bors: To tell the truth, I actually don't remember it very well. Ogier: What? The battle with Sir Barthe was so boring that you forgot about it? Bors: Oh, no, nothing of that sort. It was because I don't like to fight for the sake of fighting. I didn't want to join so I had no interest in the tournament. I've forgotten most of what happened. Ogier: ...... Bors: Ogier, you must always fight for a cause. You must never fight simply for the sake of fighting.
Bors	Ogier	A	Ogier: Sir Bors, you said that one must always have a cause to fight for. Bors: Indeed I did. You must be willing to go through any and all hardships for that cause. Do you have such a purpose? Ogier: Unfortunately, I don't. I only became a mercenary to feed my family. So I don't really have a cause... Bors: You've got one right there. Ogier: What? Bors: Feeding your family is a noble cause. Train yourself to become stronger, all for your family. Ogier: Y-yes, sir, I will! Bors: A cause isn't limited to defending your country or saving the world. If you understand that, then you will fight with the best.
Bors	Gwendolyn	C	Gwendolyn: Bors? Bors: O-Oh! Hello, Gwendolyn. What a...uh...coincidence! Gwendolyn: It is good to see you as well. Do you need something, Brother? Bors: No...I don't. I was just walking around and I ran into you. Yes. Gwendolyn: Okay... Bors: Are you hurt? Your armor isn't too heavy? Gwendolyn: No, I am fine, Brother. I must be off, though... Bors: Leaving already? You could rest a bit longer... Gwendolyn: Thank you for your consideration, but this is a battle. Bors: Y-Yes, of course... Take care.
Bors	Gwendolyn	B	Gwendolyn: ...Bors? Bors: Oh, Gwendolyn... Running in to you like this... Pure coincidence, yet again... Gwendolyn: Is something...wrong? Bors: Ah, no, it's nothing. Why don't we talk a little, though? You're not hurt? Your armor's not too heavy? Gwendolyn: No, I'm fine. Thanks for the concern. Bors: Are you taking care of your lance and helmet? Gwendolyn: Yes, of course. Bors: Are you eating properly? Do you have any worries that you want to talk about? Gwendolyn: I'm fine. Bors: Have you made any friends? Any boyfriends I should know about...?
Bors	Gwendolyn	A	Gwendolyn: Bors... Bors: G-Gwendolyn! We certainly meet a lot... Gwendolyn: Yes, Brother. Do you need something? Bors: No, nothing. Just... Gwendolyn: Bors... Bors: Hm? Gwendolyn: I am truly grateful for your concern. But I am a knight of Ostia. I'm training myself so I can be like you. Bors: ...... Gwendolyn: If I'm to become strong, I can't depend upon you all the time. I'm fine, really, so please don't worry... ...I'm grateful to have a brother like you. But if you'll excuse me. Bors:...... ...Dear me... She's grown so much. I suppose I was being childish... Gwendolyn, I wish you luck.
Chad	Elen	C	Chad: Sister! Wait! Wait, please! Elen: Sorry, do you mean me? Chad: Yeah. Sorry I yelled... But I need to ask you something. Elen: I will help you if I can. Chad: Okay, well, unless I'm wrong, one of these herbs is medicinal, right? Vulneraries are made from one of these, aren't they? Elen: Yes, this one has medicinal properties. I'm surprised you knew that. Chad: Poppa taught us at the orphanage I used to live in. Elen: He sounds like a good man. Chad: Yeah, he sure was! Well, I need to hurry with this herb. Elen: Do you? Is someone hurt Chad: Yeah, a traveler was hit by a stray arrow. It's not a large wound, but the bleeding won't stop. Elen: My healing staff will be more effective than the herb. Can you show me to this traveler? Chad: Really?! You'll help him out?! Elen: Of course. Chad: Let's hurry! This way!
Chad	Elen	B	Chad: Sister Elen! Elen: Hello, Chad. Chad: Thanks for your help before. The traveler made a full recovery. He wanted me to thank you. Elen: I only did what anyone would have. Chad: No way! I've never met anyone willing to use a pricy healing staff on a commoner. Elen: What? Chad: Only those with the St. Elimine Church treat commoners with staves. And even then, it's only when the wound is lethal or something. Elen: ...Really? Chad: Yeah, at least that's how it is in the Lycian countryside where I grew up. But that's why we learned how to use herbs and things. ...At least until Bern invaded. Elen: ...I...see. Chad: Whoa! S-sorry, I didn't mean to make you feel down or anything... Elen: It's not your fault... I just can't believe... I can't believe my...home country would start this war... Chad: ...Sister Elen, are you...? Elen: Yes. I...come from Bern. Chad: !! ...... (Chad leaves) Elen: Chad! Wait! ...Chad.
Chad	Elen	A	Elen: ...Chad. Chad: ! Elen: Wait! Don't go! Please... listen to me. Chad: ...... Elen: My country started this war. So I understand...if you resent a person of Bern like me... Chad: ...... Elen: But why? I see no hatred in your eyes.Only sorrow. Chad: ! Elen: Would you...tell me about it? I think it may release some of the burden on your shoulders... Chad: ...... ...Poppa...the father of our orphanage... He was killed by Bern's soldiers... We had a little garden where we grew food. The soldiers... They trampled it with their horses because... because they said it was in the way. It was a tiny garden with nothing but roots, and yet they still... Elen: Then...Poppa was killed protecting the garden? Chad: Yeah... It may have been just a bunch of roots...but it was our food. Elen: Chad, you can cry... If you feel sad, let it out. Chad: ...I was the oldest of the orphans, so I can't cry. The little kids and my best friend Lugh... They went into shock seeing Poppa killed before their eyes. It was my job to take care of them. I don't want to lose any more family... That's why I fight. Elen: You're strong. Chad: My hatred for Bern fuels my strength... The drive to avenge Poppa and protect all the orphans... That was my purpose in life. It felt just! Elen: Do you hesitate now? Chad: ...I hated everyone from Bern. I thought they only cared about themselves. ...Until I met you. Elen: Chad... I'm on your side. Regardless of my home...I want to help you. Do you hate me...? Chad: ...I don't know. Elen: Then I'll stay at your side, Chad. I can't replace Poppa... But the least I can do is be there for you. Chad: ...Have it your way! Elen: Thank you, Chad.
Elen	Lugh	C	Lugh: Sister! I got the medicine and cloth you asked for from Merlinus. Elen: Thank you. Could you leave them there, please? Lugh: Here? If you'll excuse me, I have to get going. Elen: Wait! Lugh: Yes? Elen: Are you an assistant to the transporter? Lugh: No, I fight as well. Elen: What? A child like you... in battle? Lugh: I may be a kid, but I'm pretty handy with my magic! Elen: No, I don't doubt your ability... It's just...children shouldn't be on the battlefield. Lugh: I'm only about two years younger than Lord Roy, though. Elen: Lord Roy...has no choice but to be here. That is not the case for you. Lugh: No, I have no choice, either. I must fight. Elen: But...! Lugh: Thanks for the concern, but I'm fine. Actually, there's someplace I need to be right now. See you later, Sister! Elen: ......
Elen	Lugh	B	Elen: Do you have a moment? Lugh: Oh, you're the cleric from before! Elen: ;y name is Elen. Lugh: And I am Lugh. Elen: You really do fight on the battlefield... Are you all right? You're not injured? Lugh: I'm fine. I may be small, but I'm pretty fast. Elen: Lugh... I'm still uneasy about allowing such a small child into battle... Lugh: Do I look so small? But if that's how you want to play it, then isn't it just as dangerous to send a frail lady like you into battle? Elen: That...may be true, but... Lugh: Yep! So if you're ever in danger, I'll come to your rescue. You can count on me! Elen: All right, Lugh. Please don't do anything rash.
Elen	Lugh	A	Lugh: Sister Elen! Elen: Lugh? What's wrong? Lugh: I-I thought I saw an enemy near you... Huff, huff... 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 looks favorably on you. Lugh: ...That smile makes you look like a goddess! Elen: A goddess? Me? Lugh: Actually, I was worried about you because you always looked so pensive. Not that I can really blame you given the war and all... But I feel so much better when you smile like that! Elen: I feel better when I see your smile too, Lugh.
Elen	Saul	C	Elen: Are you Brother Saul? I am Elen, a cleric of the St. Elimine Church in Bern. I am pleased to make your acquaintance. Saul: Dear God, I thank you for your blessing... Elen: Um... Brother Saul? Saul: Truly, being able to meet such a beautiful lady is a blessing from God! And you are a follower of the St. Elimine Church, no less! This meeting must have been part of some divine plan. Please, let us meet this evening so that we can discuss the God's love. Elen: Yes, I would love to. What time can you meet? I am free all night... Saul: ...... Are you serious? Elen: I am always serious about God. Why would I refuse? Saul: ...If you accept so easily, there's no...satisfaction. Elen: Satisfaction? Saul: Oh! Please, never you mind. But Elen, are you sure? With a woman like you, I may lose control, and...do things. Elen: I'm not worried. You are a priest. I'm sure you would never do such a thing. 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, Brother Saul. It is good to see you well. Saul: ...You are so tense, so stressed! You must relax your muscles. Elen: ...Do you think so? Saul: Absolutely. Those in service to God must learn to unwind once in a while. You should enjoy the finer things in life at times, as I do. Elen: Yes...but... Saul: I once knew a lady like you... Well, not "knew" so much as "was slapped by", but... If you serve God, you must experience all of His creation. You can experience things that will open your eyes... Things that you will not believe. Elen: Oh my, yes... Saul: Life is all about the experiences we can have. Shall we discuss meeting this evening again? I am free at any time. Elen: That would be marvelous. I would love to hear you. Saul: Excellent. Then... Elen: I shall invite the others as well. Saul: ...Excuse me? The others? Elen: Oh, yes. If you will preach, then let us help as many as we can. I'll ask Lord Roy, Merlinus, and any others who are interested. I'm sure some of them will be free tonight. Saul: ...... Dear me... What to do...
Elen	Saul	A	Elen: Brother Saul... Why didn't you come that night? Everyone was so looking forward to your sermon... Saul: Oh, er... My throat was unwell that day. We can try again some other time... Elen: Yes, let's. Brother Saul, you are so selfless. Saul: ...Selfless? Me? Elen: Oh, yes. You appear to be an impious womanizer. Hardly someone I would call a priest. Saul: ...... Elen: But I finally realized that there is a reason for that. It is a character act. It is to show that the St. Elimine Church accepts even the lowest of men. Saul: Ah... I, uh... Hmm. Okay. Elen: Acting as you do ruins your reputation and image... Everyone thinks you're lazy and only interested in women... Saul: ...... Elen: But the truth is that you do it for the church. I could not sacrifice myself as you do. You have my respect, Brother Saul. Saul: Er... Thanks. I think. Well, anyway, just remember to relax once in a while. Elen: Yes, Brother Saul.
Elen	Melady	C	Elen: Madam Melady, are you unhurt? Melady: Yes, Elen, I'm fine. Elen: Oh, if you're going up front, then please take these vulneraries... Melady: Elen, what's the matter? Elen: I'm sorry? Melady: You seem to be more... concerned than usual. Elen: I-I don't think so. Melady: If you have something to say, then I will to listen. Elen: ...... Melady: Well, I can't force you... But since we both serve Princess Guinivere, I would appreciate if you voiced any concerns. Elen: I-I'm sorry... Melady: Ah, well, I suppose I can wait until you're ready. Elen: I'm sorry, Madam Melady...
Elen	Melady	B	Elen: Madam Melady! About before... Melady: Before? Elen: You said that I seemed concerned... 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 the princess and I left to meet with the Lycian lords, I didn't consult you at all. Melady: ...... Elen: I wanted to apologize for that... I know you have nothing but loyalty for Princess Guinivere, yet I... Melady: You just followed Princess Guinivere's orders, as is your duty. You have nothing to apologize for. Elen: But... Melady: Elen, you always doubt your actions too much. You won't be able to move forward if your mind is stuck in the past. Elen: Yes, you're right...
Elen	Melady	A	Melady: Elen, you look a lot better now. Elen: Yes, I feel a weight has been lifted off my shoulders. Thank you again for listening to me. Melady: Any time at all. Elen: But...our roles are reversed... I am the cleric. It is I who am supposed to listen to others to relieve them of their problems, and yet it is you who helped me.br> Melady: Elen, I told you not to doubt your actions. Elen: I know... Melady: I'm actually grateful you didn't tell me when you left with the Princess. Elen: Grateful...? You are? Melady: Of course. You kept Princess Guinivere safe even without me. Elen: Madam Melady... Melady: Together I'm sure we can be of great help to Princess Guinivere. Just don't worry so much about trivial matters anymore, all right? Elen: Yes, you're right.
Elen	Zeiss	C	Zeiss: Elen! Elen: Sir Zeiss!? Zeiss: I thought that was you. You are with this army as well. Elen: Yes, I will always be at Princess Guinivere's side... Sir Zeiss, did you join to help Madam Melady? Zeiss: That's part of it, of course, but the main reason is to see how the princess helps Bern. Elen: So you will be assisting us as well? Zeiss: Well, not exactly... Actually, yeah, I guess I will be. Elen: Thank you! You will be of great assistance. Zeiss: Yeah, well, maybe. Elen: I'll see you then. Zeiss: Yeah, see you later..
Elen	Zeiss	B	Elen: Sir Zeiss! Zeiss: Elen, what's the matter? Elen: I saw a man over there with a terribly menacing look on his face... Zeiss: What! Where!? Oh, him? ...Elen, he's in our army. Elen: What? Oh dear... How very embarrassing... Zeiss: Did you scream or something? Elen: Yes, I'm afraid so. Zeiss: You're still scared of men? I remember it was years before you would speak to me normally like this. Elen: I'm sorry... Zeiss: No, it's all right.That's just how you are. But you don't need to address me as "Sir". Elen: Ah...I... Zeiss: Okay, okay, don't lose your head about it... Well, I'll see you around. Let me know if anything happens. Elen: ......
Elen	Zeiss	A	Zeiss: Elen! Elen: Z... Sir Zeiss. Zeiss: Here. Elen: These flowers...! Zeiss: They're the same as the ones you grew back in Bern, aren't they? Elen: ...... Zeiss: Elen? What's wrong? Wait, are these the wrong flowers? Elen: ...Why...? Zeiss: Huh? Elen: Why are you always... so kind to me...? Zeiss: Eh? Ah, er, well... We come from the same town, and, uh... I don't know. I feel that I can't... leave you alone, you know? I want to stay by your side and protect you... Do you not want me to? Elen: No, I'm very glad... But I must stay by Princess Guinivere... Zeiss: I know. I'm a knight of Bern, so I'll protect the princess, too. I'll protect you both, so we can someday return to Bern! Elen: Thank you, Zeiss... Thank you...
Dieck	Ward	C	Dieck: Ward. Let me talk to you for a sec. Ward: Whuh? Sure. Dieck: Pay more attention to what's going on around you. The way you fight, you're just asking to be killed. Ward: Aw, c'mon, Big Man, I haven't died yet. I can crush anything with these massive arms... Dieck: I've heard those same words from plenty of young hotshots before. They're all dead now. You just worry me is all. Ward: Well, all right... You're the boss, Big Man. Dieck: Good. I'm glad you can take some criticism.
Dieck	Ward	B	Dieck: ...Ward. Ward: Big Man! Did you see me?! I took down three guys with one swing... Dieck: Do you even remember what I told you? Ward: Huh? Uhh... Charge? Dieck: No! I told you to pay more attention to what's going to your surroundings! Ward: Fighting like that just doesn't sit well with me. I'm getting even stronger, too. I'll crush anyone who dares stand up to me. Dieck: Ward! ...That kid can't sit still, can he?
Dieck	Ward	A	Ward: Big Man... Dieck: What? Ward: Sorry. You win. I almost got myself killed earlier, then I remembered what you told me. Maybe I was getting carried away... Dieck: Yeah, I think so. Ward: Since then, I've been following your advice... Dieck: I can see that. You're still alive. If you pay more attention, you won't die like a fool. With your strength, you can impress people no matter how you fight. Ward: ...Are you okay? You're, like... praising me. It feels...weird. Dieck: Shut up. Let's go.
Dieck	Lot	C	Lot: Hey Big Man, what do you think of our employer? Dieck: That Roy kid? You first? Lot: I like him. He's an impressive commander for his age. Dieck: Yeah, he is. But... he's young. Too young. Lot: Maybe so, but... Dieck: I understand why you like him. He's a nice kid, and he's got brains and guts. But...these battles are all small-time. When we get to a real battle, and he's in a life or death situation... That's when we'll see what kind of leader he really is...
Dieck	Lot	B	Dieck: Years ago...when I first became a mercenary... All I cared about was making a name for myself... Lot: Really...? I wouldn't have expected that. Dieck: Our squad was sent right behind enemy lines. Our mission was to go deep into Bern and finish the enemy leader. We waited in a cave for days... and then the time came. When we moved out...arrows rained down on us... Lot: What?! Why...? Dieck: Our employer... He had put us there so he could buy time for himself and escape. Our squad was decimated. They killed everyone. Except for me, of course. They tortured me for information. Lot: ...... Dieck: We mercenaries are expendable in a client's eyes. That's the norm. You need to understand that. Lot: But...that Roy kid... Dieck: Yeah...he's different. I just wish I'd met him sooner...
Dieck	Lot	A	Dieck: So... We're still alive. Lot: That we are. Dieck: ...Funny, isn't it? Lot: What is? Dieck: We're mercenaries. We shouldn't care who wins. We fight for money and self-preservation. We're better off walking away from a tough fight than staying. But...it's different now. We've been through so many tough battles, and still, here I am. Roy...makes me feel like I fight for a purpose. Like I could die for him and have no regrets. Lot: You took the words rightout of my mouth.
Dieck	Shanna	C	Shanna: Hey, Captain! Dieck: Shanna, please. Don't call me "Captain." Shanna: Why not? Back in Ilia, we always call our leader captain. Dieck: I don't like it. Shanna: All right, um... Okay, then I'll call you Big Man, like Lot and Ward. Dieck: No. Shanna: Shoot, can't use that, either? Dieck: Just call me Dieck, like you always have. Shanna: No! I always feel left out when they call Big Man 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: Well, yeah. I'm on a pegasus, as you can plainly see. I move at a different pace, so it's easier to fight by myself. Dieck: I want you to slow down to our pace from now on. Shanna: What? But I do fine on my own! Dieck: It worries us when you go charging in like that. Shanna: But if I get stronger... Dieck: Can you stand up to a whole army on your own? Shanna: ...Um, no. Dieck: Then match your pace with the others and work as a team. That'll maximize our chance of victory. Shanna: That'll help us 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 don't rely on them too much. Shanna: Huh? That's not what you said earlier! Dieck: What I said then applies to soldiers. What I'm saying now applies to sellswords. Shanna: To sellswords...? Dieck: A sellsword has to fend for him or herself. No one's gonna watch your back. Always question others. You should even question me. Question whether my orders serve the group, or if they're just putting you in harm's way to protect myself. Shanna: I don't think that's necessary. Dieck: Really now. Shanna: You would never make orders like that. Dieck: You can never be sure. Shanna: I am sure. And so are Lot and Ward. That's why we entrust our lives to you. Dieck: ...Don't get cocky, kid. Shanna: Tee hee...
Clarine	Dieck	C	Clarine: Excuse me, would you mind sitting still? I'm trying to 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: !!! Watch your tongue! Have you any idea who-- Dieck: Yeah, you're high rank nobility, right? That's no reason for you to be here, though. Clarine: !!! Filthy peasant...! Listen and be dumbstruck! I am Lady Clarine of House Reglay of Etruria! Dieck: What? Then you're Lord Pent's daughter... Clarine: You know my father? Dieck: And Klein's little sister... Clarine: You know Klein, too!? Who...are you...? Dieck: Nervermind. Forget it. Clarine: I shall NOT forget it! Dieck: Clarine, was it? Be careful out there. Clarine: What!? Wait! ...Who is he...?
Clarine	Dieck	B	Clarine: ...I told you to speak! Who are you? Keeping quiet is of no benefit, but talking will put you in my good graces! Dieck: Do you ever shut your mouth? Seriously, let me be, kid... Clarine: You will address me as Lady Clarine! Dieck: Whatever. Listen, "Lady" Clarine. Try doing something other than tailing me everywhere. You might actually be useful for once in your life. Clarine: Foul man...! Dieck: I'm foul, all right. Probably best just to avoid me. Clarine: ...You are manipulating me. I will not be driven away so easily. Dieck: Yikes, there's nothing attractive about you at all. You say you're Lady Louise's daughter? I don't believe it. Clarine: That's it! My family! I want to ask you about my brother! Dieck: Dang, you saw right past the insult! You're catching on, kid... Clarine: You will address me as Lady Clarine! Clarine: Wait! Wait, I say!
Clarine	Dieck	A	Dieck: ...All right, you win. I'll tell you. Just stop following me everywhere I go... Clarine: Finally, you see reason. Please go ahead. Start at the beginning. Dieck: It's not really a long story or anything... I just used to work for your family as an arena combatant. Clarine: Are...are you Dieck, by chance? Dieck: Uh, yeah. You didn't even know my name? Clarine: Truly?! I always wanted to meet the noble Dieck! Dieck: What are you talking about? Clarine: You saved my brother's life! Dieck: Who told you? Clarine: Everyone! My father, my mother, my brother himself... I grew up hearing about the great man named Dieck. Dieck: ...... Clarine: I was still in the cradle when you left... I always regretted not being able to meet you. But finally, here you are! Dieck: Okay, yeah... So now you've seen me. Satisfied? Clarine: I am. Dieck: Good. Then you'll stop hovering around me wherever I go. Clarine: Oh, no, I'll follow you to the ends of the continent! Dieck: Anything but that... Clarine: You saved my brother's life. I owe you a debt of gratitude. I want to hear all about my brother. Oh, you could regale me with tales for hours... Dieck: ...Maybe I could, but I won't. Clarine: Oh! Wait, Dieck! Come back! I'll never let you go!
Dieck	Rutger	C	Dieck: Ack! Rutger: ...Good as ever, I see. Dieck: ...Rutger... Stop trying to kill me from behind! I'd have a heart attack if I had to deal with you on a daily basis. Rutger: Ha... I'll get my sword through your back one day. Dieck: Okay, I get it, we hated each other when we were on different sides. But why do you want to slice me in half now that we're in the same army? Rutger: The others bore me. I need someone of your strength to duel. Dieck: So you're gonna kill me all because you're bored. Fantastic. Rutger: As if you've ever let my sword cut you... Dieck: I can't be on guard all the time! I don't wanna die! Rutger: Yeah. I'll get you next time. Dieck: What a guy...
Dieck	Rutger	B	Dieck: ...... Dieck: Hey! I told you to cut that out! You don't know when to quit...! Rutger: ...... Dieck: Hm...? You seem to be in a bad mood. Did something happen? Rutger: ...... Dieck: Lemme guess... You spotted a personal enemy in Bern's ranks? Rutger: ! Dieck: Bullseye. Why are you taking it out on me? Rutger: ...I saw the man who led the attack on my hometown of Bulgar. But when I reached him... he was already dead. You defeated him, Dieck. Those sword marks... It had to be you. Dieck: ...Sorry. Had I known, I would have left him to you. Rutger: ...This is a battlefield. Enemies don't belong to anybody. Dieck: Rutger... Seriously, take it easy once in a while. Rutger: ...... Dieck: You can't live life on edge all the time...
Dieck	Rutger	A	Dieck: Rutger, you all right? You don't look well. Rutger: ...I'm having trouble sleeping. Dieck: Is it about the man who led the Bulgar attack? Rutger: ...No. Well...maybe. Even after seeing him dead, the nightmares still persist. In that attack...they spared me... The reason was because I... I didn't look Sacaen. Dieck: Tough to kill someone with the same face. But you do have Sacaen blood in you, don't you? Rutger: Yes. My father's mother and my mother's father were Sacaen. Bulgar is near Bern's border, so many people of mixed blood lived there. Usually the Sacaen blood shows itself more prominently. But... But I was different. I appear to be of Bern, so I was left alive... The people of Bulgar...were kind to me, even though I looked different... But they...they were all killed, and so brutally! I must raze the entirety of the Kingdom of Bern to the ground...! One man isn't enough to satisfy my revenge... Dieck: I always wondered if you had some story, but now it all makes sense... Hope you don't mind me tagging along. Rutger: Keep your sympathy! Dieck: Come on. You know how strong I am. If you really want to take on Bern, what better ally is there than me? What do you say? Rutger: ...Do as you will. Dieck: And I will. Let's go, partner! (Dieck leaves) Rutger: Dieck... I'm sorry.
Dieck	Klein	C	Klein: Excuse me. Dieck: Do you need something, Commander Klein? Klein: Dieck... You don't recognize me? Dieck: ...How about that. You do remember me. Klein: Of course! I recognized you at once! You didn't seem to notice me over there... Dieck: Thirteen years... Young Master Klein is all grown up, I see Klein: You can stop calling me Young Master. I'm nineteen now. I serve as a commander under the king himself. Dieck: Yeah, I know. Not bad at all. How are Lord Pent and Lady Louise? Klein: Oh, just as laid-back as always. This calamity doesn't seem to concern them at all. I envy them sometimes. Dieck: Well...there's plenty to envy about you, too. Klein: What? What do you mean? Dieck: We'll talk another time. Klein: Dieck! I wanted to talk more...
Dieck	Klein	B	Dieck: Klein! Don't come out front that much. Klein: This is a good vantage point. Dieck: You bowmen should stay in back and cover for us. There's no need for you to come all the way up here. Klein: Dieck, I told you, I'm not a child anymore. I often find myself up front in the squad I lead. Dieck: Sorry, but you're still Young Master Klein to me. I couldn't face Lord Pent if you got hurt. Klein: ...If you care so much, why don't you come back to the manse? Dieck, once this war ends, come back home with me. I'm certain Father and Mother would love to see you. Dieck: I appreciate the thought, Klein. But if you really care about your family, you shouldn't talk to a mercenary like me. It won't look good. Klein: What...?! Dieck: You can only talk to me like this now because this is war. Think about it. Klein: ......
Dieck	Klein	A	Klein: Dieck. Dieck: ...Klein, you really shouldn't be talking to me right now. Klein:...I wanted to tell you a story. I want you to listen. It was fifteen years ago, at Aquileia's greatest arena. A noble's child was attacked by a lion in the opening display. Dieck: ...... Klein: A young arena combatant was the one who saved the child. He was a skilled swordfighter who could defeat men twice his size with ease. But fighting a lion isn't the same. He didn't leave the fight unscathed. He left with wounds all over his body and four deep scars on his face. Dieck: ...... Klein: The noble, impressed and moved by the swordsman's selfless act, hired him into his family's service and treated him well. For several years, the young man served as the family's personal arena fighter. His name became known all across the land. But one day, he decided to give up that life and left. The child, who looked up to the fighter as if he were a brother, felt betrayed, and was devastated. ...But now I understand. You were doing what you felt was best for me and my family... Dieck: You...you were much too kind to me. I was but a lowly fighter. Lord Pent and Lady Louise treated me like family. Like a son. Gossip and accusations spread about them. ...That's why I left. Klein: I understand that now. But you should have stayed. Dieck: I'm sorry? Klein: You always wanted what was best for us... But did you ever consider how much we cared about you? I can't just forget about you... Dieck: ...You're right. I never considered that. I'm sorry. Klein: Then you'll come with me back to my family? Dieck: Yeah, you win, Young Master Klein. I'll poke my head in at the manse when I can.
Lot	Ward	C	Ward: All right, who's next! Bring it on! Lot: Ward, can't you calm down a bit? Ward: What's that? You scared, Lot? Lot: Not likely! Ward: Then what's the problem? I rush in, and you do everything else. That's worked great so far. Lot: Yeah, but... Ward: But what? Lot: Mary asked me to take care of you. Ward: My sister said that? I'm not a kid anymore... Lot: I wish that were true. 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 great. You better fight hard, too, buddy. You need money to buy medicine for your mother... Lot: ...I don't need to anymore. Ward: Huh? What do you mean? Lot: My mother, she... She didn't make it. Ward: What!? Why didn't you tell me? Lot: Because if I did, you'd tell me to go home to Mieu. Ward: No kidding! She's all alone now. Don't you care about your baby sister? Lot: But I got the message during a job. I couldn't leave without finishing. Ward: ...Lot? Lot: What? Ward: You're stupider than I thought. Lot: ...Maybe so.
Lot	Ward	A	Lot: Ward, you're acting strangely as of late. Do you have something to say to me? Ward: ...Lot. Lot: Yeah? Ward: Don't die. Whatever you do, don't die. Lot: What...? Ward: If you were killed, what would happen to Mieu? She's still just a little girl. She'll be forced to live on her own. Lot: But you're no different. Mary would be devastated if you were killed. Ward: Oh, sure, like she would cry over me. Lot: ...You can't honestly think that. Ward: ...... Lot:It's not just me that can't die here. It's both of us. One day, we'll go back home. Ward: ...It's just a dirty village with no clean water or vegetation. Lot: Maybe so, but it's our home, and we both have people waiting for us. Ward: Yeah, you're right. Let's not disappoint them!
Shanna	Ward	C	Ward: So, who's next! ...? Hey! Shanna! Shanna: Hey, Ward. What's wrong? Ward: Don't buzz about the front lines so much. Shanna: Buzz about?!Am I an insect?! Ward:You might as well be! Archers sure make short work of you! Shanna: Oh yeah?! Then you're an ape, you stupid, slowpoke axefighter! You can't even dodge! Ward: Say that again! You pickin' a fight with me?! Shanna: You started it, you idiot! But fine, you're on! Just try and hit me all the way up here. Ward: Hey... Shanna! No fair! Get down here! Shanna: Yeah, right! Catch me if you can! Ward: Blast it! She really knows how to set me off!
Shanna	Ward	B	Shanna: Yaaawn... Ward: Too soon to relax, stupid. Shanna: Ow! Hey! You hit me! What did you do that for? Ward: There was an enemy archer taking aim from the bushes. Shanna: What...? Ward: And here you are, yawning it up. Idiot. Shanna: Idiot? You have no right to call anyone an idiot, let alone me! Ward: I dunno, someone who decides to kick back in a battle seems pretty idiotic to me. You're just lucky I happened to pass by. You'd be vulture food by now if not for me. Shanna: Hmph, I can take care of a single archer no problem. Do you want a favor or something? I don't need you watching my back. Ward: Oh, is that so! Then pardon me! I'll just sit back and watch you from now on, then. Good luck! Hope ya don't die! Shanna: That idiot! I didn't even have a chance to thank him...
Shanna	Ward	A	Ward: Where did she go? Shanna: 7Oh, Ward. What are you doing here? Ward: I told you to leave this area to me. That means you don't go flying around on your own! We have to follow Roy's orders... Shanna: But if we sit around waiting for orders all the time, we could miss an opportunity! Ward: Don't you get it?! What if you flew out by yourself into a bunch of enemy archers?! Why don't you just think before you act...? Shanna: What? I thought you were angry about me fighting without you. 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: Uh!! Th-That was... Shanna: ...Were you worried about me? Ward: W-w-what are you talking about?! N-n-no way! Y-you just don't know how to act in battle... Shanna: Ward, you're stuttering. Ward: Err... Shanna: Ward. Ward: What? Shanna: Thanks. Ward: ...Oh, c'mon. You're not supposed to say that. Shanna: 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? That's actually kind of impressive... Echidna: Are you going back to your hometown after the war? If you are, I could use your help. Ward: Help with what? Echidna: I'm planning to build a new village for people who lost their homes in the war. I can't do it myself, though. Ward: What do you want me to do? Echidna: Oh, there are plenty of things you could do. Chop firewood, clean the laundry, help with cooking... Ward: ...I'm no servant. I live the mercenary life. Sorry, but you better ask someone else... Echidna: You'll help us? Fantastic! I knew you would. Ward: Wait, that's not what I said! Were you even listening?! Echidna: ...Sure I was. But I can tell that you want to. Ward: No, I don't! Echidna: I can see in your eyes your desire to help. Ward: No, you can't!
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 could die. And you're weak, so that'll be sooner rather than later. Ward: Grr... You'll regret saying that... You don't want to see me when I'm angry. Echidna: Oh? Ward: What are you looking at me like that for?! I've slain monsters stronger than any human! Echidna: Wow, now that's something. What kind of beasts? Ward: ...Near my village... there's this weird cave. When I was a kid, people said it was filled with monsters. So one day I got my friend Lot and we went to defeat them. Echidna: Yeah? Ward: The cave was dark and damp... Something seemed wrong. Lot was scared, but I was fine. I led the way...and finally, there they were. The monsters were crawling all over the cave floor. Long, skinny bodies slithering about, all scaly and spotted... Echidna: Snakes? Ward: ...... Well, I guess they were kind of like snakes. But these were no ordinary snakes. They were monsters, with poison and strange dances and weird moves... Echidna: Yeah... Snakes.Anyway, where is this cave? Ward: ...What? Echidna: I'll go check it out on the way to the village site. I'm curious now. Ward: B-But I already killed all the monsters, so... Echidna: You said they were all over the cave floor. Some might have escaped. They were no ordinary snakes, right? I want to see them. Ward: Grr...
Echidna	Ward	A	Echidna: Well, we meet again. Doesn't looking at my face make you want to help out? Ward: No. ...But... When the war is over, I might just stop by my old home. And if I get bored, maybe I'll come and help a little. Echidna: Do you have family back home? Ward: Yeah, an older sister who never stops yelling at me. Echidna: ...Sigh... You're pretty stupid, you know that? Ward: Stupid? What do you mean by stupid, you-- Echidna: You've got a home to return to. You've got someone waiting for you. Ward: ...... Echidna: Help us out if you have time, but your sister is more important. Do you understand? Ward: Yeah, yeah, I know... Can't wait for her to scold me again...
Lot	Shanna	C	Lot: Shanna, don't come out front so often. Pegasi are easy prey for 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 worrywart. I am a knight. Lot: But you're still in training. Shanna: Well, yeah, but... Lot: Just remember that you can never be overly cautious in battle. Staying wary will keep you alive. Shanna: ...Yeah, yeah.
Lot	Shanna	B	Lot: Shanna, you can't always charge in like that. Shanna: But Lot... Lot: No buts. You should be more-- Shanna: Lot? Lot: Yes? Shanna: Why are you 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: That's not it? Lot: ...I have a little sister back home. Shanna: A sister? Does she look like me or something? Lot: No, not in the slightest. Shanna: Then... Lot: She's a lot younger than you. She isn't even ten years old. That's why I worry like I do, fighting in battles like this... Shanna: ...... Lot: Shanna, you have an older sister, right? Shanna: Yeah, two actually. Lot: Then take care of yourself. If not for your sake, then for them. 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: I'm being more careful now. I don't rush in anymore. Lot: Yeah, not as much as before, anyway. Shanna: Shoot, that means I can still improve, doesn't it...? Oh yeah, I had something I wanted to tell you, too. Lot: Something to tell me? What is it? Shanna: A tip for battle! Do you want to hear it? Lot: Sure. Shanna: Then give me your ear for a sec. Lot: Okay... Like this? Shanna: ...... Don't stress yourself out so much, Brother. Lot: What the...?! Shanna: And that was from your cute little sister! Lot: Hey! Shanna! Shanna: Ha ha ha ha!
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 Isles have features like yours. Lot: ...They 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 during 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 make any promises. I can only help if I'm still alive when the war ends. Echidna: Talking like that already? Lot: I only say it because it's a distinct possibility. I'm not one to make empty promises... Echidna: You sure worry a lot for someone your age. You'll be getting gray hairs before 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: The planning's going along smoothly. A free village, open to anybody... It's like a dream coming true. Lot: Do you have the money to build it? Echidna: ...You want logistics now, eh? To tell the truth... No. But there are mines in the Isles, so I just need to go in and find the mother lode. Lot: That seems pretty unlikely... ...Oh, wait. I know of an old, deserted gold mine you could try. Echidna: Really? Lot: Yeah, I went there with my friend Ward when I was a kid. There were rumors that the place was haunted, so nobody went near it. Echidna: Go on. Lot: Ward was really scared. He probably believed the rumors. We went in a ways, and Ward let out a scream and ran for the entrance. So I followed him out. Echidna: Did he see something? Lot: Yeah, snakes. Tons of them. They covered the whole cave floor. What I want to know is how they got there in the first place... 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 enough money for the village there. Say, can you take me when we get the chance? Lot: I don't mind... But it'll be dangerous. Echidna: Oh, I'm not worried. You'll be there to protect us. Lot: ...I will?
Echidna	Lot	A	Echidna: Hey, how are you doing? Lot: Still alive, at least. Echidna: Don't you die. I need you to survive. Lot: I don't plan on dying. I have a sister back home. And there's also... Echidna: Also what? Lot: Nothing. Never mind. Echidna: Oh, I get it. You've got a speical somebody waiting for you, eh? Well, well, aren't you a lucky guy? Lot: ...... I want to go home as soon as I can, provided I'm alive... Echidna: Are you worrying about that again? Lot: The enemies get stronger all the time. I don't know how much longer I'll last. Echidna: ...... Lot: I'm confident that we'll win in the end... But I just don't know that I'll make it home. Echidna: Come on, don't be so stupid. Lot: ...I'm stupid now? Echidna: Someone your age should be enjoying life! I know you have your sister to think of. But let yourself go once in a while. You might get a few cuts and bruises, but that's life. Lot: ...I don't like cuts and bruises. Echidna: Don't worry. If you die, I'll take care of things. So go out and get killed! It'll be fine. ...Trust me. Lot: ...... Somehow I don't think that came out like she intended it to... Was she...trying to cheer me up?
Shanna	Zelot	C	Shanna: Zelot! Zelot: Shanna. Shanna: Hey Zelot... Oh hey, you're now my brother since you're Juno's husband... Zelot: Yes, you may call me "Brother" if you wish. Shanna: Oh, right! I wanted to ask you something. How did you meet Juno? Zelot: Well... Perhaps some other time. Shanna: Why not now? Don't be mean. Come on, tell me! Zelot: It's not my intention to be mean... You'll understand when you're older, but that's not a question you should ask another... Shanna: But I really want to know... I think I have a right to know as your sister... Shanna: Zelot? Wait!
Shanna	Zelot	B	Shanna: Zelot! Zelot: ...You won't let me go, will you? Shanna: We're family. I want to know everything... Zelot: Hm... Very well, I suppose... ...We first met in battle in Etruria. Juno's pegasus squad was hired by our enemy. Shanna: Whoa... Zelot: We decided to settle the dispute peacefully through diplomacy. Juno was a beautiful and caring woman, so things went well. We got to know each other, and it progressed after that. Shanna: What did you say when you proposed? Zelot: Y-you want to know that, too? Shanna: Of course. We're family...aren't we? Zelot: Er... Shanna: So did you propose? Or was it Juno? Zelot: Well...
Shanna	Zelot	A	Shanna: I'm glad you're a good guy. You and Juno look perfect together. Zelot: Thank you. I'm relieved you don't hating me. Shanna: Why would I hate you? You're strong, you're kind... And Juno loves you. Zelot: By the way...tell me about yourself. Are there any men you have in mind? Shanna: Sorry, that's a secret! Zelot: W-what? After making me tell you so much, you won't do the same for me? Shanna: We're family. Family have to keep secrets from each other! Zelot: W-Wait, Shanna... Shanna: See ya!
Shanna	Thea	C	Shanna: Hey! Sister! Thea: ...Shanna, this is a battlefield. What if an archer heard you screaming like that? Shanna: Don't worry. No archer can hit me. Thea: ...Sigh... ...Shanna, where are your reins? You could fall off your pegasus without them. Shanna: Yeah, I took them off. Thea: You took them off? Shanna, you never know what can happen. So considering all the possibilities, I think... Shanna: You worry too much, Thea! Flying is more fun without all the extra gear. See ya! Thea: Shanna, wait! I'm not finished yet... ...Sigh.
Shanna	Thea	B	Shanna: Thea... You're starting to get annoying... Thea: I worry for your sake. If you won't listen to your big sister, I won't let you ride that pegasus anymore. Shanna: What?! But... Thea: Shanna, you brought this upon yourself. Shanna: You're always like that! Always saying everything's my fault... You could say it... a little nicer... Thea: I can't! If I did, you wouldn't-- Shanna: No! I hate you! Thea: ...... Shanna: ...... Thea: Shanna... ...Um... Shanna: W-what the-?! What are you doing?! Thea: Juno...used to pet our heads like this, didn't she? I'm your big sister, too... So I thought I should try to make you feel better... Shanna: ...... Thea: Shanna, I'm sorry... I don't know how to be kind like Juno... Shanna: Thea... ...Did you take a hit to the head or something? Thea: ...... Why, you... Fine, I don't care anymore. You can fend for yourself from now on! Shanna: Hey, wait! Sorry! It just slipped out...
Shanna	Thea	A	Shanna: Hey! Thea! Thea: ...What? Shanna: I'm sorry about before. But I was really happy that you care so much. I love you, Sister! Thea: ...... ...How can you say that without turning red...? I envy you sometimes... Shanna: What about you? Do you love me, too? Thea: ...There's no need to say it 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... I never knew. Thea... You never loved 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: Tee hee... Thanks! See you! Thea: Why, you...
Juno	Shanna	C	Shanna: It's Juno! Juno: Shanna. Have you been well? Shanna: Yeah! Really well. Juno: It's already been a year since you left for training... Are you getting along with the other mercenaries? I heard they were all men. Are you doing all right? Shanna: Yeah, I'm doing fine! They're all really nice. And I'm doing really well in battle, too! I do all the work, actually. Juno: Really? Shanna: Yeah! After we joined Lord Roy, the enemies started getting stronger... But still I beat all of them single-handed! Juno: Wow... That's amazing. You've been working hard, Shanna... Shanna: Tee hee...
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 special move! Juno: Special move...? Shanna: The Triangle Attack! Juno: Oh, that move 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 haven't seen each other for so long. I just don't want us to be separated again... Juno: ...You always used to cling to me like that when you were little. Shanna, be a good girl and wait until the war is over. Then we can spend as much time together as we like... Shanna: Yeah... You're right. Okay!
Juno	Shanna	A	Shanna: Juno! Juno: Shanna, I haven't had a chance to tell you yet, but... Shanna: Yeah? Juno: While you were away, we had a baby girl. Shanna: What?! You had a baby with Zelot?! Where, where?! I want to hold her... Juno: I can't bring a baby to the battlefield, Shanna. She's with a friend back home. You can see her when we go back. Shanna: Oh boy! Juno's baby... I bet she's super cute! I really want to see her. Juno: Don't worry. You will. Shanna: But wait a second... My sister had a baby? That makes me...an aunt? I'm too young to be an aunt!
Chad	Lugh	C	Lugh: Chad! There you are. Chad: Something smells good... Lugh: Here you go. That's your share. Chad: Wow, baked tarts! Where'd you get these? Lugh: The man who delivers our meals gave me some extra ones. Chad: ...They look so good... Can I really have them? Lugh: Of course. Chad: All right! Thanks! ...They taste as good as they look. Lugh: Ha ha! Chad: What? Lugh: Oh, sorry. It's just that you always look so happy when you're eating. Chad: I do? Lugh: Yeah. You look so peaceful. I'm almost envious. Chad: W-what the...? Don't make fun of me. I-I'll be going now. Thanks for the food! Lugh: 7Ha ha, I wasn't making fun of you. It's nothing to be embarrassed of.
Chad	Lugh	B	Chad: Lugh! Here. Lugh: What? Oh, a new pair of shoes? Where did you get these? Chad: I didn't steal them, all right? The other day I came across an old lady who lost her key, so I helped her out and she gave me these shoes as thanks. 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 the same size. If they're small for you, they must be small for me, too. Chad: J-just take them! I'm older, so my feet are a little bigger than yours! Lugh: What? That's not how it works! Chad: Of course it is! End of story. Just take the shoes, all right? See you. Lugh: Chad! ...Thanks.
Chad	Lugh	A	Lugh: Chad! What's wrong? Is something on your mind? Chad: Lugh... I was just thinking that we've been in this army for a while now. I wonder how the children are doing... Lugh: Yeah, I wonder. I hope they're being good for the Elimine priests... Chad: I wonder if they're waiting for us to return... Lugh: ...I'm sure they are. We're family. Chad: I've got to say... I'm glad you came. Lugh: Oh? Do you finally think I'm strong enough? Chad: I already knew that you were strong... Lugh: Then what? Chad: How can I say this...? Your twin brother, Raigh. I always felt I was the odd one out when we three were together. Lugh: Don't be ridiculous! You're family to me, just as much as Raigh is! Chad: Yeah, I know! I know better now. I was just creating a wall around myself. But now I know that you're family. Lugh: ...Okay, I'll let it slide. You're my older brother, even if you are...a little childish. Chad: What?! Get back here, Lugh! Lugh: Ha ha ha ha...
Cath	Chad	C	Cath: Hey. Chad: Whoa! Who are you? Cath: You've got talent. Chad: Okay, so who are you? Cath: ... You don't know me? I'm Cath, Master Thief! Chad: ... Who? Cath: ...Stupid, ignorant... I'm a better thief than you. You're below me. You should be begging me for tips. Chad: I don't think so. I learned how to steal all on my own, and I'm gonna keep it that way. Cath: No, you won't get any further like that. I guess I can take you under my wing. Show you the ropes. Since you insist. Chad: Wait, when did I-- Cath: Now you're my first apprentice. You must do my bidding. Chad: Why should I?! Cath: I know one good reason. 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 me back my bag! Now! Cath: Easy there, fella. Here ya go. Chad: ...... Cath: What are those sketches? Who is that? Chad: Poppa... Not my real father, but close enough. Cath: ...You're an orphan. Chad: ...I wasn't the brightest student, but Poppa always praised my drawings. He said I had nimble fingers and that I could be an artist someday... Cath: ...... I see... ...... ...... Argh! Now things are awkward. I like it positive. You should too, Firsty. Chad: What do you mean by "Firsty"? Cath: That's you. You're my first apprentice, remember? Chad: I never agreed to that!
Cath	Chad	A	Cath: Hey, Firsty. How ya been? Chad: ... Fine. Cath: I've been watching you. You seem to be improving. You're still nowhere near my level, though. Of course. Chad: Yeah, whatever. I'm not your apprentice. Cath: Hey, wait. If not my apprentice, then how about my partner? Chad: ...Partner? Cath: Yeah. We could be partners. The fabled pair of thieves out to save the poor! Sounds pretty cool, huh? Chad: Partners... ...Sounds stupid. No thanks. Cath: What? Wait a minute! I'm Cath, Master Thief! You should be honored! Come back here!
Chad	Raigh	C	Chad: Hey! Raigh! Raigh: ...Chad. I don't recall summoning you. Chad: Look, I wouldn't be here if I didn't need to be. Raigh: What do you want? Chad: Roy... I mean Lord Roy wants to see us. Raigh: You think I care? Chad: P-pipe down! Don't be so loud! That Merlinus guy'll be after us again! Raigh: You're afraid of that old geezer, aren't you? Chad: Well, sure. He and Lord Roy are nobles. Raigh: Ha ha. Little Chad bows down to nobles now, does he? Chad: ...Laugh if you like. But let me say this. Nobility don't like to be opposed. Lord Roy doesn't seem like he would anger too easily, but I don't know about the others. Raigh: ...... Chad: I don't want to see the people I care about get hurt. I know you're proud of that mouth of yours, but unless you want to be killed, keep it shut. ...I'm going. You better come, too. Raigh: ......
Chad	Raigh	B	Raigh: ...Hey. Chad: ...What? Raigh: You still steal, don't you? Chad: I've got no choice. I can't use magic like you. My only use in this army is picking locks and gathering intel... Raigh: No, I think it's invaluable. Chad: What? Raigh: The other day when we went to see that Roy fellow... He said he appreciated our work because we're close to his age. But you humbled yourself the whole time, belittling your work. Chad: Yeah? And? Raigh: You do something no one else can. Have some pride in it. You look stupid when you put yourself down. Chad: ...Uh, are you trying to cheer me up? Raigh: D-don't be ridiculous! Why would I ever want to cheer you up?! Chad: Yeah, I thought so. Good, you had me scared for a second. Raigh: ...Fine! I'm leaving! Chad: Hey! What's your problem?
Chad	Raigh	A	Chad: Hey! Raigh: ...... Chad: Don't ignore me. I need to talk to you. Raigh: About what? Chad: What are you planning to do when the war ends? Raigh: ...You first? Chad: I'll go see the children. Then I'll try and get enough money to rebuild the orphanage. Raigh: Then I'll go with you. I can help out until the kids have a home at least. Chad: ... I thought you would. Raigh: What? Chad: I knew you had a heart deep down inside. Raigh: Wh--?! Chad: Lugh always said you were a kind boy. I used to think he only defended you because you're brothers, but I guess not. Your brother knows the real you. Raigh: ... You're just as naive as Lugh! Say what you will! I'm leaving! Chad: Hah, there's no need to be embarrassed... Hey! Wait! You're actually leaving?!
Chad	Hugh	C	Chad: Hey! Are you Hugh? Hugh: Huh? So what if I am, kid? Chad: ...Is it true that you're a moneylender? Hugh: Maybe. Why? Chad: I want to borrow 3,000 gold. Hugh: Well, you're out of luck, kid. I only lend money to grown-ups. Especially to lovely ladies. Chad: ... Oh. All right then, I'll ask someone else then. Hugh: Hey, hey, hey, slow down there. Have a little more persistence, kid. You can't give up so easily. Chad: But you only lend money to adults, don't you? Hugh: Well, if you insist, I can make an exception for you. But your interest will be twice the normal rate. Chad: I thought you'd say something like that. ...But fine. Let me borrow the money. I'll give it back when we get paid. Hugh: One, two, three. Here you go, 3,000 gold. Chad: Thanks. See you later. Hugh: Remember, it's 4,000 after interest! ...How could I turn him down after he looked at me like that? This is why I hate kids...
Chad	Hugh	B	Chad: Hey! Here's the money I owe you. Hugh: One, two, three, four. Yup, that's 4,000. I haven't seen you around lately so I thought you ran off with it. Chad: I keep my promises. What kind of person doesn't? Hugh: You'd be surprised. You're an honest kid. You sure you chose the right career? Chad: Stop calling me "kid". My name is Chad. Hugh: All right. So tell me, Chad, why'd you become a thief? Chad: ...Stealing's the only way I could live. I'm an orphan. Hugh: Did you live alone? Chad: No, I lived in a small orphanage in Lycia near the border to Bern. I grew up with other orphans. We did pretty well. Poppa and the other kids and me... ...If this war hadn't broken out, I'd still be there. Hugh: ...... Chad: Poppa was a good man, but he could only keep the orphanage running through charity. After the war started we began to run low on food and clothes. I was the oldest of the orphans, but I couldn't find any work. So the only way to get food was to steal. Hugh: Then I'm guessing you sent that 3,000 gold to the orphanage... Chad: No. ...The orphanage isn't there anymore. Hugh: What!? Chad: Poppa was killed by Bern's troops and the place was burned down... Hugh: W-What about the children? Were they spared? Chad: Thanks to Poppa, yeah. None of us were hurt. The children are with the St. Elimine Church now. Hugh: ...... Chad: I used the money to buy a strong sword. I'm going to use it to end this war quickly. Then I can go back to the children! Hugh: So the kids are family to you. You want to protect them. Chad:That's right. I've got nothing else. You got a problem with that? Hugh: Not at all... I'm sorry I was so rude with you before. You've 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 guess. But not as well as you. Hugh: Man, are you always such a downer? Can't you be more like, "Hey, Hugh! What's up?" And smile for a change. Chad: ...I think I'd vomit if I tried to do that. Hugh: Aw, come on! Your story really made me think. I want to help you! Chad: ...Are you really a mage, old man? You seem more like some kind of jester or something. Hugh: O-old man!? Does this handsome face look like it belongs to an "old man"?! Chad: Yeah. Well, compared to mine, anyway. Hugh: Ugh! Daggers through my heart! ...I take personal offense to "old man". Seriously, you can call me anything. Smelly, messy, stupid, anything. Just don't call me "old man"! I feel like my soul has died a little after hearing that! Chad: ...Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Ha ha...huff... My...my stomach...! Ha ha ha...! Hugh: !! Chad: Oh man, that reaction was priceless. I really pressed your buttons with that, didn't I? Fine, I'll call you Hugh. You're okay with that, aren't you? Since you claim you're not an old man. Hugh: So you are capable of laughing after all! Chad: Huh? Hugh: You've always got that glare in your eyes. Your brow is always furrowed like you're mad. And you're rude, you have an attitude, and you never smile. Chad: Sorry, what are you talking about? Hugh: I've seen so many kids lose the ability to laugh thanks to this war. Grown-ups have a lot of issues, but come on, kids have to laugh. Even if the idiots who start these wars don't think so. Chad: ...... Hugh: If there are still kids who can laugh, then maybe there is hope after all. I know you've had it rough, but you have to laugh once in a while, okay? Chad: H-hey! Don't mess up my hair! Hugh: Ha ha ha ha, sorry! I'll see you later. Just don't screw up! Chad: ...Maybe adults aren't all as awful as I thought...
Lugh	Raigh	C	Lugh: Raigh! Raigh! Can you hear me, Raigh? Raigh: ...Yes, I can hear you. You don't have to shout like that. ...What do you want? Lugh: Here. That's your share. Raigh: Hm? What are these? Lugh: Baked tarts. The man who delivers our meals gave me some extra ones. They look good, don't they? Raigh: ...Sweets... They're hard to find nowadays. Savor them and eat them for yourself. Lugh: It's no fun if I eat them alone. Let's eat them together a little later. Anyway, I have to go now. Oh, one more thing. You should at least respond when you're spoken to! I don't mind that much, but strangers might get ideas. They might think that you're antisocial or something. Raigh: Well, they'd be right. ...But whatever. My dear brother is as naive as ever.
Lugh	Raigh	B	Lugh: Raigh! Raigh: ...What? Lugh: Are you doing all right? Raigh: What do you mean, "all right"? Lugh: I was a little worried that you'd left again. The first time was so sudden. You just left a note and disappeared. I thought you might have walked off again without a word... Raigh: ...Lugh. Lugh: Your note said you wanted to train your dark magic skills alone. Was I...in your way? You didn't want me around...? Raigh: N-no, that's not it... I always planned to come back once I became a powerful shaman. Lugh: I knew it, Raigh! I knew you'd come back for the children! Raigh: What? No, that's not-- Lugh: I'm so relieved! You haven't changed at all. You're still the kind-hearted Raigh I know and love. I'll go pray! I'm going to thank God for letting me see you again! Raigh: Uh... Bye, I guess? ...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 want to apologize for that... Lugh: It's all right now. I understand. Raigh: A-and one more thing! I'll never disappear without telling you again! Lugh: Great. Raigh: So will you stop hovering around me all the time? Come on. Please! Lugh: ...Do you dislike being near me? Raigh: Er... N-no, not exactly, but... Lugh: Then what's the problem? Who knows if we'll still be together when we grow up? Raigh: ...Lugh? Lugh: If... If I don't make it through this war, promise me you'll pick up the children at the St. 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: Whew... Sorry to work you so hard, Tryffin... 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: Wow, such hard scales... Her fangs are so sharp too! Amazing... Are you a wyvern rider? Melady: Yes, I am. Lugh: Really!? I thought only Bern had wyvern riders! Melady: ! Lugh: They say Bern's wyvern riders are unbeatable, so I was a little nervous... But they're nothing if we have wyvern riders on our side, too! I want to defeat Bern, but I'm not very good with my magic yet, so I can't do all that much on my own... 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 are those? Lugh: I got some extra baked tarts, so I wanted to give some to the wyvern. Oh wait, do wyverns even eat food like this? Melady: You love them, don't you, Tryffin? Thank you. Lugh: She's called Tryffin? Can I call her that, too? Melady: Of course. Lugh: Here you go, Tryffin. Eat up. Good, aren't they? 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 was inevitable, but still... I'm sorry, Tryffin. Just when you had made a little friend...
Lugh	Melady	A	Lugh: Hello, Madam Melady. Melady: Lugh! Lugh: ...I'm sorry I ran off like that before. Melady: No, it's all right. I'm glad you're speaking to me again. Lugh: 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'd been living at an orphanage in Lycia. It was tiny, with only seven kids andone priest who we all called Poppa. The oldest kids were Chad and my twin brother Raigh and I, so we three took care of the younger children. We were poor, but we were happy anyway. But after Bern started this war, our lives began to change. Food started getting scarce, and we sometimes had to resort to begging... Chad... He started stealing food without telling Poppa... Raigh got fed up with that lifestyle and left one day without a word. I hated Bern... We all did. Bern was responsible for everything... Bern killed Poppa... I just wanted Bern to disappear. Melady: ...... Lugh: That's what I kept telling myself. ..Anger motivates better than sorrow... Anger has kept me alive... So that I can protect the children... ...Sigh... So...for now, at least until the war ends... I have to stay angry at Bern. ...But you're on our side, right? I don't have to hate you... Do I? ...But, you're on our side, right? I don't have to hate you...right? Melady: It would make me so happy if you didn't hate me, Lugh. If you would let me, I'd even like to be...your friend. Lugh: Thank you, Madam Melady.
Hugh	Lugh	C	Hugh: Oh... H-hey. You're Lugh, right? I, uh, I'm sorry I mistook 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, I'm really sorry, though. I can't believe I just lost it and grabbed you by the collar like that. I'm a terrible person. Lugh: ...But it was Raigh's fault for running off with your spell tome. I should be apologizing to you. Hugh: No, never mind that. It was my fault for letting my guard down anyway. Lugh: But... ...... Yeah, you're right, never mind. That whole business let us meet each other, so it's not that bad. Hugh: Yeah! We're both mages, so let's help each other along! Lugh: Yeah, actually, 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? Lugh: Your elbow's bleeding! We have to wrap it... Hugh: Oh, I got hit in that last fight. Don't worry about it. It's no a big deal. Lugh: Yes it is! You can't leave a wound like that alone... Hugh: Lugh? You look a little pale, too... Lugh: ...I've lost enough people I care about already. ...I'll treat your wound. Hugh: ...... All right, thanks.
Hugh	Lugh	A	Hugh: Lugh, about before... Lugh: I'm sorry! You said you were all right, but I just ignored you and... I'm sure you don't like it when kids act like they know more than you... Hugh: Don't be ridiculous. Don't apologize for helping me. Lugh: But you seemed to be avoiding me, so I thought you were mad... Hugh: ...I was embarrassed, that's all. Lugh: What? Why? Hugh: Because... No one ever cared for me that much my whole life... My grandmother raised me, but she's a real kook. She's given me injuries way worse than this one, but she never once used her staves to heal me! I was just happy to have someone concerned about me for a change... Thanks, man. You're my new best friend. Lugh: Of course, Hugh! Let's be friends forever!!
Clarine	Rutger	C	Clarine: Oh! We certainly do meet a lot. Rutger: ...You again? Clarine: You will address me as Lady Clarine. Rutger: ...... Clarine: I want to tell you something. Rutger: Yes? Clarine: It is about your appearance. Rutger: What? Clarine: You actually do have quite an attractive face. Of course, it is no comparison to my beloved brother Klein's, but for a commoner, you aren't entirely hideous. Rutger: ...... Clarine: I can use my Etrurian aesthetic sense to make you into a truly handsome noble... Clarine: Oh! Wait! Where did he go? I was not finished speaking to him! I should have known he was nothing but a tramp!
Clarine	Rutger	B	Clarine: There you are! I won't let you go this time! Rutger: ...Leave me be. Clarine: What? That is no way to respond to a lady's kindness! Rutger: You're getting on my nerves. Clarine: That is no way to talk to a lady... That...is not how a proper gentleman...should act... Rutger: ...... Clarine: ...... Rutger: ...All right, I'm sorry. Stop crying. Clarine: I-I'm not...! Rutger: ...... Clarine: ...I know he is not to blame... So why am I acting this way...?
Clarine	Rutger	A	Rutger: ...Hey. Clarine: Oh... Rutger: You dropped this. Clarine: ...I know he is not to blame... So why am I acting this way...? Rutger: ...... Clarine: Um... I just realized... I don't know your name... Might I trouble you to tell it to me? Rutger: ...Rutger. Clarine: Rutger... I never even thanked you for saving me... It is no wonder you don't like me... Rutger: ...... Clarine: I thank you for rescuing me in my time of need... I know it is far overdue, but I hope you will accept my thanks... Rutger: ...That's not like you. Clarine: What? Rutger: Don't try to be someone you're not. You're good at screaming, so stick with that. Clarine: Wh-what do you mean by that?! Rutger: That's it... That's you. Give me your company once in a while, Clarine. Make me smile. Clarine: !! (Rutger leaves) Clarine: Rutger...
Clarine	Dorothy	C	Clarine: Oh? You... Dorothy: Yes? Me? Clarine: Why do you dress yourself in men's clothing? Dorothy: Is that strange...? Clarine: Of course! A lady must wear elegant dresses. And a lady must be dressed properly even when she fights. Dorothy: Really...? I suppose you're right. I know nothing about that kind of stuff... Clarine: Hm... So I see. Well, I suppose I can teach you all that I know. Dorothy: What? N-no! Being ladylike doesn't suit me... Clarine: Don't be absurd! All ladies must be ladylike. No gentleman will even give you the time of day if you look like that. Dorothy: D-do you think so...? Well...if you're serious... then all right! Please teach me, Lady Clarine!
Clarine	Dorothy	B	Clarine: So... Dorothy, what is your schedule like? Dorothy: I'm pretty busy even off the battlefield. I help cook meals and stuff... Clarine: What?! Leave such dirty jobs to that plebeian Merlinus fellow! Dorothy: P-plebeian? Sir Merlinus is plebeian? Clarine: How do you take care of your hair? Dorothy: I wash it with water. Clarine:What?! I don't believe this...! Here, use this shampoo. Wash your hair with it three times a day! Dorothy: Th-three times? But...it looks so expensive... I appreciate it, but I think it would be wasted on me. Clarine: None of that now! I am offering it to you. Please, take it. Dorothy: Oh... Well, thank you, I guess. Clarine: Additionally...you must change your speech patterns. Try to speak more like me, with a refined, elegant tone. Dorothy: Um... Okay... My, such a beautifious day! Let us partake of the tea and of the crumpets. Like that? Clarine: ...This will take much work... First things first. You must learn how to take care of your hair, and how to choose your dresses, and how to dance properly, and how to turn down offers from men... Dorothy: That much?! Clarine: That is just to start. You mustn't give up! The path to becoming a refined lady is a difficult one indeed! Dorothy: So it seems...
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 even notice. Maybe I should just give up... Clarine: My... Dorothy: I'm sorry! I know you were just trying to help me... But it's not your fault! There wasn't much to work with anyway... Clarine: Dorothy! That is exactly what's wrong with you! Dorothy: What? Clarine: Listen to me. A fine lady must have confidence in herself. No matter how you dress, without faith in yourself, it is completely and utterly without meaning. Do not devalue yourself so. Do you understand? Dorothy: Y-yeah, I think. Clarine: Have confidence in yourself! With me as your teacher, you will be the finest of ladies! Dorothy: ...Thank you, Lady Clarine... Clarine: ...One additional matter... We are friends now, are we not? Dorothy: Eh? Clarine: Don't call me "Lady" Clarine. Simply "Clarine" will do. Dorothy: Oh, right. Okay. Thanks, Clarine! Clarine: ...Ahem! Today we shall cover how to properly drink tea! Dorothy: All right! Tell me everything you know!
Clarine	Klein	C	Clarine: Eeek! Klein! Klein: W-what's wrong, Clarine? Clarine: You look absolutely stunning in that outfit! Klein: ...That's all? And here I was wondering what kind of danger you were in... Clarine: My dear brother Klein! Everyone is so aesthetically handicapped in this army! You are a lone diamond shining in the rough! Klein: You only think so because we're family... Clarine: I do not! There are none in this world who can match your beauty. Knight General Perceval may have more authority, but you clearly have superior sense in beauty! Klein: ...Clarine, a lady shouldn't verbalize such things. Clarine: I only say what is true. Klein: ...Clarine. Clarine: But if that's what you think, Brother, I will try. Klein: Good.
Clarine	Klein	B	Klein: Clarine, come here. Clarine: Oh, Klein? How do you fare today? Klein: Not well, I'm afraid. Clarine: Is something wrong? Klein: Is it true that you spoke harshly to a cleric and made her cry yesterday? Clarine: Absolutely not. I did not make her cry. She is the one who chose to cry. Klein: ...But she cried because of what you said to her. Clarine: It was her fault! She was trying to keep you for herself. Klein: What do you mean? Clarine: ...She healed your wounds before I got the chance. Klein: Clarine! Clarine: I wanted to heal your injuries so you would be proud of me! All I want is to be of some help to you, Brother... Klein: ...I was proud of you. I was so glad that my naive little sister had grown up so much... But now that you've done this, I don't know what to think anymore... Clarine: I-I'll never do it again! Please don't hate me, Klein! Klein: Don't be ridiculous. I could 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 backto the manse after the war... Klein: Why not? Mother and Father anxiously await our return. Clarine: I do want to see Mother and Father... But if I return to the manse, I will be nothing but a doll once more. Never again to see the outside world, concerned only with decorating myself... Klein: Well, that is how most Etrurian ladies are. Clarine: Yes, I know... But being the most elegant in Etruria does not seem as appealing as it once did. Klein: That's because you're growing and maturing, Clarine. If you stay at the manse, you couldlive your life without any worries. Clarine: But it would be so horribly boring! Klein: Yes, indeed... All right, here's what we will do. Once this war is over, we will first let Mother and Father know we are safe. Clarine: Of course. Klein: From there we can discuss your future and what you want to do. Clarine: Oh, I already know what I want to do! Klein: Do you? Clarine: I will become Mage General like General Cecilia! Klein: Err... Are you serious? Clarine: Of course! As Mage General, I will give you, the new Archer General, my full support. Then we shall be together always! Klein: Clarine... Let's be realistic... Clarine: Oh, how wonderful it would be for us both to wear that elegant general uniform... Klein: Clarine... You haven't grown at all. Clarine: Did you say something? Klein: No. Never mind.
Fir	Rutger	C	Fir: ...Um... Uh, 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 been training my skills and I've won at many arenas around Elibe. So you don't have to go easy on me! Rutger: ...I won't spar with you. Fir: Why not? Is it because I'm a woman? Rutger: ...I swing my sword to kill. I have no interest in using the blade for play. Fir: Play?! Fir: W-wait...! ...He thinks of sparring as "play"? I was hoping to learn from him. His blade is sharp and he has no hesitation in his eyes...
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 train myself seriously. I will not tolerate you calling my training mere "play". I want to become stronger, so I want to learn from you. Rutger: ...I told you that I use my sword to kill. Fir: Yes, I know. But my... Rutger: If I draw my blade here, you will die. Is that your wish? Fir: ...! Rutger: You don't intend to kill me, do you? Fir: Well, no... Rutger: That's why your training is play. Fir: ...... Rutger: ...... Fir: ...I just... ...Maybe I was being rude. I should apologize the next time I see him.
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 impressive. I want to reach your level. All I want is to be as strong as you... Rutger: ...Just be yourself. Fir: What? Rutger: My blade is soaked in blood. Our paths differ too greatly for you to learn from me. Fir: ...... A great man once told me, "All paths of the sword lead to the same destination." I don't know if that's true, but I can tell you've gone down one of those paths. I still have much to learn, so I... Rutger: ...Think what you will.
Dayan	Rutger	C	Rutger: You... You're the Silver Wolf... Dayan: You are a warrior of Sacae. What is your name? Rutger: Rutger. ...I was at Bulgar. Dayan: Bulgar... You survived. I heard that most of the people there were killed... Rutger: ...... That day... I learned that it is the strong who consume the weak in nature. That is true anywhere, be it Sacae...or Bern! Dayan: Then...is that the reason you are here? To become strong and take your revenge on Bern...? Rutger: ......
Dayan	Rutger	B	Dayan: Rutger. You fight for revenge. Rutger: ...... Dayan: What will you do once you have vengeance? Rutger: ...... Dayan: I ask you once more... What do you plan to do after avenging your clan? Rutger: ...You don't need to know. Dayan: Will you...dedicate your life to revenge? Will you be happy with that? Rutger: ...... You want me to keep quiet, even after seeing my entire clan killed? ...You suffered the same as I have. You must understand. Dayan: That is not what I am saying. We are men of Sacae. Those who desecrate our land must pay. However...even if we do win this war and destroy Bern, the deceased will never return. Rutger: ...... Dayan: Revenge will not bring back that which you've lost. Rutger: ...... ...I know no other way to live.
Dayan	Rutger	A	Dayan: Rutger. What will you do when the war is over? Do you have a place to go? Rutger: ...No. Dayan: As I thought. Would you join the Kutolah? Rutger: ...... Dayan: Our clan lost its battle, but its soul lives on. Once the war ends, we will gather in the plains once more. I think you could be a great help to us. Rutger: ...I don't accept charity. Dayan: It is not charity. I ask you because I have faith in your strength as a warrior. Rutger: ...... Dayan: Hm... A difficult person, I see. Then I shall say no more. But remember that if you ever change your mind, we will welcome you with open arms. Whatever happens to you... don't forget that. Rutger: ...... ...I won't.
Karel	Rutger	C	Rutger: ! Karel: You noticed me at this distance? Very impressive. Rutger: ...Karel the Sword Saint. Karel: You know of me? I am honored. Rutger: ...Everyone who wields the sword knows your name. Karel: Yes, well, I traveled a lot in my youth. Rutger: ...Why are you in this army? Karel: My family is here, so I joined as well. I only hope I'm not too rusty. Rutger: Rusty? Surely you jest. Karel: No, it is no jest. I'm sure I can't hold a candle to you younger ones. Rutger: ...... Karel: ...Interesting fellow.
Karel	Rutger	B	Karel: Please wait a moment. Rutger: ...What do you want? Karel: I am looking for a sparring partner. Would you care to practice with me? Rutger: ...No. Karel: Why not? Am I unworthy of sparring with you? Rutger: Your sword is not soaked red... I pursue a different path. Karel: Perhaps you think so now, but we both follow the way of the sword... All paths of the sword lead to the same destination. Rutger: ......
Karel	Rutger	A	Karel: ...Do you need something, Rutger? Rutger: I want to ask you something. Karel: Yes? Rutger: I sense no hatred from your sword... You seem to blend with the air when you attack. Even the heaviest, strongest blades can't be one with the air... Your sword bests them all. I want to be stronger. If all paths of the sword lead to one place, will I someday be able to blend with the air as you do? Karel: ...You're from Sacae, aren't you? Rutger: ...Yes. Karel: I was born in Sacae as well. I grew up under the eye of our Father Sky and our Mother Earth. They are the only ones within my blade. Rutger: I'm not pure Sacaen... I can't sense them like you do... Karel: Could you hear them when you were young? Rutger: !! Karel: You were able to hear Father Sky and Mother Earth once. Your hate deafens your ears. Rutger: ...Do you think I will be able to hear them when this war ends? Karel: Of course you will. The breeze that blows through the plains... It never forgets those it loves.
Dorothy	Saul	C	Dorothy: Oh! There you are! Saul: Oh, hello, Dorothy. Dorothy: Where were you, Brother Saul? You always wander off without saying anything... Saul: It is not "wandering off", Dorothy. I was diligently spreading word of our church at the villages on the way here. Dorothy: ...Somehow I don't think you were doing your job. Saul: Don't be ridiculous. I found a young maiden being harassed by a very rude man. Dorothy: You mean yourself? Saul: Please, Dorothy, have some faith in me. Anyway, I drove the man off and rescued the maiden. I acted exactly as a holy man ought to. 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! Why do you reject me?!" Dorothy: ...... Saul: The man fled with great haste. The maiden, however, was also gone by the time I looked back.
Dorothy	Saul	B	Dorothy: Brother Saul! I can't believe you! Saul: What is it, Dorothy? Can't I have a single moment of peace and quiet? Dorothy: Oh no, you're not brushing me away this time. I heard what you've been up to. You've been flirting with every girl in this army. Saul: There is a misunderstanding. I was just trying to spread the love of God... Dorothy: No, I'm not accepting that again! Saul: What do you mean? Dorothy: I've heard that excuse before. Think of something better! Saul: Hm... Very well. Wait a moment while I think of a new one. Dorothy: What's the point of that?! Saul: ...Dorothy, why are you so upset? This is nothing new. Dorothy: That's exactly the problem! People will misjudge the church if they see you. Saul: I am insulted! I do my job properly, Dorothy. Or haven't you noticed the sharp increase in our female followers? Dorothy: Don't you understand? If you're just flirting with everyone... Saul: Understand what? Dorothy: Enough of this! I'll chew you out tonight when we go back to the chapel. Saul: ...Sigh...
Dorothy	Saul	A	Saul: Dorothy... Dorothy: What is it? I still haven't heard a valid explanation. Saul: Dorothy, I am sorry... I am sorry I...never understood your feelings... Dorothy: ...Huh? Saul: I understand perfectly now. You dislike my flirting because I've always left you out of it. Dorothy: Wha...?! Saul: Dorothy, I never knew that you had such strong feelings for 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: Uh... Um, er... I... Saul: How did that sound, Dorothy? Dorothy: ...Wh-what? Saul: I pondered deeply, and that was the best excuse I could come up with. Dorothy: ...... Saul: V-violence is not a solution, Dorothy. Our loving God would not approve of you pointing your bow at an ally... Dorothy: I don't care! Get out of my sight before I fill you with arrows! Saul: Sigh... What are you so upset about now? Dorothy: Your blockheadedness!
Cecilia	Saul	C	Saul: Oh, dear God above... To meet such a lovely woman... To be witness to this perfect work of beauty... Cecilia: Oh, you're Saul, right? Good day. Saul: ...... Oh... Er, yes, good day. Cecilia: I'm sorry, I was thinking, so I didn't hear what you said. Would you please repeat it for me? Saul: ...Erm... Sorry, I can't. 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 don't serve God like you do. Saul: Of course you do, milady. Everyone in the world serves God. Cecilia: Do you think so? Saul: Yes, absolutely. So should I make arrangements for dinner? Cecilia: I suppose I'll think about it.
Cecilia	Saul	B	Saul: Ah, General Cecilia! Cecilia: Oh, Saul. Saul: To have the privilege of meeting you again... Your beauty is so overwhelming. It is an honor. Cecilia: Are you always like that? Saul: Yes, more or less. But my only goal is to make you feel at ease around me... Ah, yes! We must decide on a date for our dinner meeting. Have you thought about it? Cecilia: Dinner? Saul: Th-this cannot be! You've forgotten? We agreed that we all serve God in our own way, remember? Cecilia: Ah yes, I think I can recall vaguely... Saul: Vaguely? Cecilia: I'm sorry. I'm busy with the battle. Saul: Oh... I see. Then I suppose it shall have to be another day. But please do not forget this 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? Cecilia: Oh, yes. I will invite you to my manor when the war ends. Saul: I will look forward to that! It is not every day that one is invited to the manor of an Etrurian noble. 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, one time, when I was still a child, I invited a male friend of mine to the manor. When my father saw him, he drew his sword and threatened his life. Saul: Uh... I would call that more than "difficult". Cecilia: My father lost his temper, and we tried to calm him down. But he would have none of it. The tea spilled everywhere, the table was sliced in two, and what was supposed to be a dinner party was more like an arena battle. My friend somehow escaped with his life. I will never forget that day. Saul: ...... Cecilia: But my father isn't that bad compared to my grandfather... Saul: Oh, I just remembered! I have some work at the church that I must attend to. I'm terribly sorry, but I don't believe I will ever be able to meet for dinner after all... Cecilia: Oh? I was looking forward to it.
Igrene	Saul	C	Saul: Oh, dear God... Igrene: What? Saul: That I can meet such a beautiful woman... I feel blessed this day. Igrene: ...Do you need something? Saul: Yes, as a matter of fact! ...Ah, before that... I am Saul. And you are, my perfect flower? Igrene: I am Igrene. So...what do you need? Saul: Ah, such a beautiful name, as I expected. Igrene... If I were to describe the pleasure of hearing such an elegant name-- Igrene: No, there is no need for that. What is it that you need? Saul: Do you know of the St. Elimine Church, Igrene? It is very popular among the nobility, because when one prays deeply, all of one's dreams come true! Igrene: Oh... That's what you want... I'm sorry, but I don't believe in God... Saul: Oh, but you must. If you don't follow the teachings of the church, you will be cursed! Igrene: ...The God you follow would do that? Saul: Oh, no, I was just kidding around. How about we have dinner together one evening? Then I can teach you all about God's love... Saul: Uh, Igrene? Where are you going?
Igrene	Saul	B	Saul: Ah, Igrene! Igrene: ...You again. Saul: It is truly a miracle that we could meet once more. Saint Elimine must have guided you towards me. Igrene: I don't think so. I'll be going now... Saul: Oh, please wait! It is a wonderful thing to believe, Igrene! Igrene: I know. I believed in God once. Different from yours, though. I was quite devout. 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 when they receive nothing, they cease to believe He exists. I think it's less trouble to never believe in the first place. Saul: ...... Yes... You may be right. Igrene: ...Should a priest like you really be saying that? Saul: Yes, it's fine. I am an open-minded person. However, Saint Elimine did say this: "When God doesn't help us, it is because He believes in us." Igrene: He...believes in us? Saul: Yes, I think He does.
Igrene	Saul	A	Igrene: Brother Saul. Saul: Oh, Igrene! What is the matter? Ah, you understand your feelings at last, and decided to see me... Igrene: It's about what you said before... You said when God doesn't help us it's because He believes in us. Saul: That is what Saint Elimine said. The God who created this world is all-powerful. He can change people and the world. He can make humans docile so that we don't fight as we do now. But what would that achieve? Igrene: ...... Saul: Humans manipulated by God are nothing more than mindless puppets. God believes that humans can change, that we can learn from our mistakes. God knows that we can overcome our hardships to achieve peace. Igrene: ...... I don't believe in God, but I respect what you say, Brother Saul. I must be off now... Saul: Please, it is my pleasure to be of assistance. Now, shall we discuss our dinner meeting? ...Igrene? Where are you going?
Saul	Yoder	C	Yoder: Saul... Saul: Father Yoder... Do you need something from me? Yoder: No...but I thought we might talk a bit. Are you performing your duties as you should? Saul: Of course, Father Yoder. We get more followers every day thanks to my work. Please take a look at this list... Yoder: ...Hm. There seem to be an overwhelmingly large number of female names on this list. Saul: Well... You know. Yoder: Do I? Saul: Err... Women must understand my sermons better than gentlemen do. Yoder: Oh, I see. Very good. Saul: Yes, thank you. Yoder: Just remember, Saul, that your duty is that of a missionary Not a philanderer. Saul: ...... I 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 there been anything else worth noting? Saul: No, not particularly. Yoder: I see... I am sorry to put you through all this, Saul. Saul: No, please don't be. I did it all for our loving Saint Elimine. Yoder: Yes, of course. That warms my heart to hear. ...Oh, Saul. I have received a complaint from Sir Merlinus. Apparently you stalk Princess Guinivere wherever she goes... Saul: Well, Father Yoder. That is my mission. Yoder: Saul, your mission is to keep an eye on the Fire Emblem. And you already told me that it is now in the hands of Lord Roy. Not Princess Guinivere. Saul: Yes, well, be that as it may, consider this, Father Yoder. I can't follow Lord Roy wherever he goes just because he has the Emblem. His appearance ill suits my tastes. I cannot justify it. Yoder: ...Saul?
Saul	Yoder	A	Yoder: Saul, perhaps it is time to relieve you from your mission. Saul: What do you mean, Father Yoder? Yoder: I believe I know Lord Roy well enough to trust him. The Fire Emblem is safe in his hands. What we feared will surely not come to pass. Do you agree? Saul: You are probably right. ...However, I wish to continue my mission a little longer. Yoder: I see... Saul: Of course, I understand your reasoning, Father Yoder. Lord Roy is certainly a trustworthy person. Still...Lord Roy is young, and needs people to guide him through this vile world. Who better than one such as I, with so much experience in such ugliness? Yoder: Saul... Saul: Er... All that said, I too am pure, so disregard my declaration if you wish. Yoder: Yes, I think I will. ...Oh, Saul. I found this pamphlet the other day... Saul: Oh? This is... Yoder: "All wounds treated freely for members of the church. Sign up today!" This...treating God like some sort of commercial service. I do not approve of this at all... What will others think? Saul: ...... Yoder: ...Saul, I believe you may benefit from hearing a sermon of mine. Saul: Oh, Father Yoder, I'm not worthy to have the privilege of your... Yoder: ...Will you listen to my sermon? Saul: ...Yes, of course, Father Yoder...
Dorothy	Sin	C	Sin: ...... ...... ...... Dorothy: ...Sigh... Why am I hiding here? I want to talk to him, but... He's a little...scary. I want to see if we can show each other any tricks with the bow. But how can I approach him? Well...maybe some other time...
Dorothy	Sin	B	Dorothy: Hello, Sin! My name is Dorothy. ...A little too sudden? 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, but I have no idea what he likes... I like fruit, but what about him? Sin: ...... Dorothy: Hmm... Well... I need to think some more...
Dorothy	Sin	A	Dorothy: Hmm... ...But why am I worrying so much over him? ...I can't figure that out, either. Anyway, I have to figure out a way to talk to him. Dorothy: ... Oh... Sin: ...... Dorothy: Um, uh...er... H-Hello! Sin: Yes, hello... Dorothy: Uh, wh...what... Sin: ? Dorothy: W-What...what...kind... Sin: What kind...? Dorothy: What kind food of do like you? ...Shoot... Sin: Fruit. Dorothy: Huh? Sin: You're asking what kind of food I like, right? I like fruit. Dorothy: Uh... ...Did you hear me talking to myself? Sin: It was difficult not to with such a loud voice. Dorothy: Er...uh... Sin: If you wish to talk to me, then don't hesitate. Dorothy: It's all right!? Sin: Of course... We fight together. Dorothy: Yes, you're right!
Dorothy	Perceval	C	Dorothy: Look out! Perceval: ! Dorothy: I-I-I'm terribly sorry! I was aiming for an enemy, but my arrow flew this way... Oh, what have I done? 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 was hit by your arrow, I would share the blame. After all, it's my responsibility to be aware of my surroundings. Dorothy: But... Perceval: Never let your mind wander in battle. That is a rule. Just don't be too upset about it. All right? Dorothy: ...Yes, I understand. I'm probably just being a nuisance by apologizing over and over. I'll try harder next time!
Dorothy	Perceval	B	Dorothy: That last shot was just luck... 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 before, so I thought I should train myself so I'll be more than just a hindrance... Perceval: Good... Dorothy, I've been thinking. You should relax 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 waiting for a chance to tell you, but I can see that you tend to panic when you fight. Dorothy: Yes, that's true... I get scared in real battles, and I can't move the way I want to... Perceval: ...There is no need for archers to come out front. 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: ...Good thinking!
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 think I'm getting better at it! Perceval: I knew you had talent. It was just a matter of getting your confidence together, and now that you have, you'll keep improving more and more. Dorothy: I can relax when I think that the others are defending the front lines... I'm surprised how safe I can feel on the battlefield. Perceval: Ah, but that is the same for us up front as well. We would not be able to charge in without support from the back lines. Dorothy: ...Am I useful to you too, General Perceval? Perceval: Yes, you're helping me out a great deal. I look forward to your support in future battles. Dorothy: You can count on me!
Dorothy	Yoder	C	Dorothy: Father Yoder? Yoder: Ah, Dorothy. You look unwell. What is the matter? Dorothy: Do you know why I can't use healing staves? Yoder: Hm... Dorothy: I want to help injured people by using staves like you and Brother Saul. I've been praying every day, and I think I've been faithful. Yoder: Yes, you have. Your faith is an example to us all. Dorothy: But I still can't help the injured... I want to heal them, but I can't. Will I never have that power? Am I unworthy? Yoder: No, that's not it at all. Do you know the story of the owl and the eagle, Dorothy? Dorothy: No, I don't. Please tell it to me, Father Yoder. Yoder: It is a story of 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 said to her, "I wish to go to 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 are not strong enough to take you there." The owl, disappointed, returned to the forest. Dorothy: Poor owl... Yoder: Yes, indeed. We shall continue the story some other time. Dorothy: Some other time? Why? Yoder: Remember the teachings of Saint Elimine. Do not try to understand things too quickly. You must ponder on what you are told and develop your own thoughts. Dorothy: Oh... Right. Then please continue the story another time, Father Yoder. Yoder: Of course, Dorothy. I promise you I will.
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: Uh-huh... Yoder: The eagle said to her, "I wish to go to 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 will not be able to guide you through the dark." The eagle, disappointed, returned to the mountain. Dorothy: ...... Yoder: However, the sympathetic and kind Saint Elimine could not ignore the two birds. She went back, 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 the land of God together. 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 the Gods's domain. That is the end of the story. Do you understand it, Dorothy? Dorothy: Well... Sort of.
Dorothy	Yoder	A	Dorothy: Father 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 get it... 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 a story and comes up with their own answers. Dorothy: Oh, good. I think I feel better now, Father Yoder. Yoder: Do you? Very good, Dorothy. Dorothy: But what did Saint Elimine do after that? Are there more stories? Yoder: Yes, the journey of Saint Elimine was a long one. The next day when Saint Elimine continued on her travels...
Sin	Sue	C	Sin: Sue, please step back. It's not wise to linger around the front. Sue: Sin, this is a battle. I must be up front to fight. Sin: I will do the fighting. You must remain safe. Sue: My archery skills are much better than they once were. 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: ...Very well. Then I will do as you say. Sin: Thank you. Sue: You sound like Grandfather when you argue with me. Sin: That is the highest praise you could give me, Sue. I respect the Silver Wolf more than any other man.
Sin	Sue	B	Sin: Sue, you're still upfront, aren't you? Sue: I understand your concern, but I can't sit around doing nothing, either. I can't stand watching the others fight while I hide in safety. Sin: I know that feeling. But Sue, don't push yourself too far. You are the clan's last hope. Sue: That is all the more reason I should be up front and fight. Sin:That depends on the place and time. Not everyone will follow somebody just because she fights on the front lines. Sue, we have a clear goal we must work towards. We must gather our people and rebuild the Kutolah. Please do not forget that. Sue: You, too. Sin: Me? Sue: Don't push yourself too far in an attempt to protect me. I am not the only one working to reunite the clan. Sin: Yes, you're right. I shall remember that. Sue: Thank you. Do you promise not to overstretch yourself? Sin: Yes, I do.
Sin	Sue	A	Sue: Sin, are you all right? Sin: What is the matter, Sue? You look troubled... Sue: I heard you were ambushed... Sin: I'm not hurt. Sue: ...Sin, I want you to retreat to the back lines. I will take over for you. Sin: What are you saying, Sue? It should be you in back! Sue: No, this is an order. Step back. Sin: But... Sue: Retreat to the back lines, Sin! Will you disobey my order? Sin: Is something wrong? You're not acting like yourself. Sue: ...Everyone...everyone was killed by Bern's forces... I failed to track down the traitor and... they were all killed, right before my eyes... I was helpless, Sin. I never want to feel that again. I don't want to lose you! Sin: Sue... Sue: You must not die before I do. Understood? Sin: I was ordered to protect you, Sue. I will not die and leave you. Sue: Swear it to me. 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 lots of fun, Fae. Fae: Yes, I'm having lots and lots of fun! I can be outside! Sue: Is that so much fun? Fae: Yeah, because I was never allowed to play outside before. Sue: Never...? You were always indoors? Fae: Uh-huh. Sue: I...see. Fae: La la la laa... Sue: Always inside... She never knew the love of Father Sky or the warmth of Mother Earth...
Fae	Sue	B	Fae: Sue! Sue: What's wrong, Fae? Fae: Can I ride on your horse some time? Sue: My horse? Of course. You can ride her now if you like... Fae: No, not now. Roy told me not to bug the others! Sue: I see... Fae: There's a place I want to go on that horse! Sue: Where is that? 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. Let's go sometime. Fae: Yay! Thank you, Sue!
Fae	Sue	A	Fae: Sue! Sue: Fae? Fae: I want to go to lots of other places, too! I want to learn more about the outside world. Sue: ...... Fae: Sue... Sue: Yes... Once this war is over, let's visit many different places. Fae: Really? Sue: Of course. There are many places nurtured by the Sky's love and the Earth's warmth. We should see as many as we can. Fae: Hmmm... I don't understand what you're saying. Your words are too big. Sue: You'll understand once you get a little older. I know you will.
Dayan	Sue	C	Sue: Grandfather. Dayan: Sue? What's wrong? Sue: I must apologize. Dayan: For not getting all of our clansmen to safety? Sue: ...... Dayan: There was a traitor among us. There was nothing you could do. Sue: Perhaps, but I am responsible. I am the granddaughter of the Silver Wolf. It was my duty to lead our clansmen to safety, no matter the circumstances. But I... Dayan: It was I who gave you those orders. It was my responsibility. Sue: But... Dayan: Did you abandon your fellow clansmen and flee on your own? Sue: Never! When the enemy appeared, I rushed at them to make time for our people to escape. But it was a decoy... The enemy's main forces were stationed exactly where everyone fled... Dayan: Then you performed admirably. I'm sure you won't forget it so easily, but you must accept it. Sue: Yes... I'll try.
Dayan	Sue	B	Dayan: Sue, are you feeling better now? Sue: ...... Dayan: I see it still torments you. I suppose you wouldn'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: Yes, absolutely. You could run to your death with an occupied mind. Do you understand? Sue: Yes. But... Dayan: You must listen more carefully to the voices of Father Sky and Mother Earth. We humans are mere ants when compared to their grandeur. Haven't I always told you this? Sue: But I am listening to them...! Dayan: No, you listen only to your own voice. We ride after this battle. Understood? Sue: ...I'll do as you say. Dayan: Good.
Dayan	Sue	A	Dayan: You look much better, Sue. Sue: Yes, and I feel better. I'll never forget how I failed to rescue our clansmen, but I've decided not to dwell on the past. I'll look towards the future. Dayan: It seems that you learned something from our ride. Sue: I was able to listen to nature's voices again. Dayan: Good! I couldn't stand seeing you so distressed. Sue: I never showed it. Dayan: Perhaps the others couldn't see, but I could. I'm your grandfather. I've known you since the moment you were born. Sue: Grandfather... I... Dayan: What? Sue: Thank you. Dayan: I was only doing my duty... as your grandfather. Sue: Yes, I know.
Trec	Zelot	C	Zelot: Trec. Trec: ...... Zelot: Trec? Trec: ...Zzz... Zelot: ...... Trec: Owww!? Wh...what the? Why does my head hurt? Zelot: Because I just hit you. Trec: Huh? Commander Zelot? Zelot: Trec, you were sleeping on the job again. Trec: Yeah, you got me... Sorry, sir. I couldn't help it... Yawn... Zelot: You never fail, do you? You go right to sleep at any chance. And what's more, you sleep with your eyes open. Trec: Yeah... Thanks. Zelot: I've been meaning to say this for a long time. 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... Commander Zelot? Yawn... Good morning, sir. Zelot: Trec... There are rumors about you going around. They say that the Ilian knight Trec swings his sword in his sleep! Trec: I have yet to accomplish such a feat, sir. ...But that does sound pretty cool. 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 fate of the world... And there's even more. The reputation of the Ilian mercenary knights will be affected by our actions. It all depends upon how we fight in this battle. It could have repercussions on the future of Ilia itself, and thus... Trec: ...Zzz...
Trec	Zelot	A	Zelot: Trec, are you awake? Trec: Yes, sir. Zelot: You are? That's a pleasant surprise. Trec: Well, I have my moments, sir. Zelot: That you do. Trec... You've done well. Trec: Huh? Zelot: We couldn't have come this far without you. We all owe you our lives. You can sleep as much as you like from now on. Trec: Wow, thanks, sir... Zelot: ...Trec! Zelot: Were you sleeping again? Trec: Huh? What? Commander Zelot? Zelot: How many times must I tell you? You can't keep doing this... Trec: ...Good morning to you, too, sir.
Noah	Zelot	C	Noah: Commander Zelot, are you all right? Zelot: Ah, Noah. This is nothing. We are knights of Ilia. We have more experience than the knights of any other nation. Noah: Yes, but I still have a lot to learn. Zelot: Humble. Good. ...Oh. Noah, have you written your letter yet? Noah: Letter? Oh... That letter. Zelot: Surely you remember what you were told when you first enlisted. There are pegasus knight messengers that fly with us. Should you fall in battle, they will deliver our letters for us. Noah: Yes, I remember. Zelot: Neither of us will have peaceful deaths. We need those letters. Noah, don't you have anyone to send that letter to? Noah: Actually...not really. I do recall the others writing letters, though. They addressed them to their parents...or lovers. Zelot: You should do the same. Why don't you get a girlfriend? Noah: I'll think about it.
Noah	Zelot	B	Noah: ...Commander Zelot. Zelot: Is this 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. It's you. Zelot: Me? Noah: Trec and I... And Grant and Sieks... We've all made it this far thanks to you. I want to express my gratitude to you when I die. Zelot: ...I see. Noah: Speaking of those two... I wonder where they are now. Zelot: I've no idea. But I instructed them well. They won't die so easily. Noah: I heard that some people we used to work with were hired by Bern... Zelot: Yes... But such is the life of a mercenary. We give our blood and get money in return Noah: ...Commander 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're vultures. That we prey on blood and decaying flesh. Zelot: It doesn't bother me. We both know that Ilia couldn't survive without war. We give our own blood to survive. Noah: That's true.
Noah	Zelot	A	Noah: Commander Zelot? Is something wrong? Zelot: Ah, Noah. No... Nothing's wrong. Did I seem troubled? Noah: Not at all. I just thought that something might have happened. Zelot: ...A letter arrived today. It was your friend's... Grant's. Noah: ...I see. Zelot: Would you like to read it? Noah: ...Not now. Zelot: All right. Then let's go. Noah: Yes, sir.
Thea	Zelot	C	Thea: Commander Zelot, I'm sure you're aware, but my mission is complete. Regardless, I wish to remain with this army. Zelot: Very well. You know, fate works in strange ways. We were hired by the Lycian Army, and you were hired by Etruria... I never thought we would be fighting together. Thea:Yes, it is strange indeed. Etruria didn't seem to view us highly, but Commander Klein was caring. Zelot: The important thing is that you're safe... Juno was pretty worried about you and Shanna, you know. Knowing you, I knew you'd be all right. But you know Juno. She's a worrier. Thea: Yes, I know that all too well. Juno often spoiled Shanna and me. The day we left was a hectic one indeed. Juno fretted over us so much. Over our meals, and our clothes... Zelot: Ha ha, that's Juno.
Thea	Zelot	B	Zelot: I was wondering... Juno's... Your parents... What were they like? Thea: Juno never told you? 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 battlefield when we were young. Zelot: ...... Thea: We had no other relatives to turn to... So Juno became our mother when she was still a teenager... Zelot: It must have been difficult. Thea: Ordinary girls her age concern themselves with romance, but Juno took on the role of mother. She never complained, though... 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 location and made a wonderful feast... Oh, and Juno was very pleased with the gift from you and Shanna. Thea: Really...? I actually didn't want to give it... But Shanna never listens once she's made up her mind. Zelot: Ha ha ha... It was an interesting gift. But...I want to apologize to Juno. If only I... If only our nation had more to give, she could have had a proper, elegant wedding... Thea: I doubt Juno feels that way at all. I'm very grateful to you, Commander Zelot. Your wedding... I'd never seen Juno look happier. I thank you for all you've done for her.
Juno	Zelot	C	Zelot: Juno, er... 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 close friend. Zelot: Oh. Good... Juno: Is something wrong? Zelot: No, it's just... What's she like? Does she look like you? Does she have my nose? Juno: Oh, you haven't seen her yet, have you? Zelot: No, I've been out working. Juno: Let's go see her together when the war ends. Zelot: Yes... I would like that.
Juno	Zelot	B	Zelot: Juno, I've been thinking... Juno: Yes? Zelot: I don't think it's good to leave our newborn baby with someone else. You should go back home so you can take care of her. Juno: It's all right. I trust my friend to take excellent care of her. Zelot: But she needs her mother's love. Juno: I fight precisely because I'm her mother. I want her to grow up without war and conflict. Zelot: But... Juno: I think I've told you before, but nowhere is safe until this war ends. Zelot: Well, that's certainly true... Juno: So I think we should focus all our effort on ending this war. Can you accept that, 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: I don't think that's possible... I'll need to lead the mercenary knights to more work opportunities as before. We can't support ourselves otherwise. Juno: But most of Ilia's land can grow food now. With enough effort, we can produce enough food to get by... Zelot: That won't happen overnight. Juno: I know, but... Zelot: Besides, who can guarantee a good harvest every single year? Were our crops to fail, how would we get money? How would we survive the winter if we're not prepared for failure? Juno: ...... Zelot: I must lead the mercenary knights to make money, at least until we can support ourselves even after a bad harvest. I'll leave Edessa to you, so keep doing what you can to cultivate the land. Juno: I will... Zelot: I have faith that there will come a time when Ilia will be self-sufficient. Juno: Yes, I think so, too. I know that someday you won't have to leave us anymore. That we'll finally be together as a family.
Noah	Trec	C	Trec: ...Zzz... Noah: ...... Trec: ...Uh... Oh, Noah... I didn't notice you there. Noah: Yeah, I've been standing here for a while now. 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 or something. Trec: Yeah, well... What about you? Have you been doing anything like that? Noah: Me? ...Not really. ...I guess I'm no different from you. So, what did you do back in Ilia during our vacation? Trec: I slept. Noah: I mean other than that. Trec: I didn't do... Oh, actually, I went fishing. You know how the lakes freeze over in the winter? You can punch a hole in the ice with your lance and lower some string inside. Noah: Sounds appropriate for you. What did you catch? Trec: Nothing. I had plenty of fun just sitting there staring into space holding the string. Noah: ...You really live life to the fullest. Trec: And what did you do? Noah: ...... ...Nothing, really.
Noah	Trec	B	Noah: Trec, do you remember Cassis? Trec: Cassis? Hmm... Sounds familiar... Noah: You don't remember him? He's the guy that forgot to bring his weapons to our first mission. Trec: Oh, right! I remember Commander Zelot yelled at him even more than he yelled at me. He even forgot to bring his horse, you know. He was fighting on foot! I couldn't believe there was someone dumber than me in our squad. Noah: Well, he's dead now. He was hired by Bern... He fell somewhere nearby. Trec: ...Oh. Noah: Mercenaries are in high demand right now... We could have ended up fighting him if we had been unlucky. Trec: Yeah, well... We're sellswords. It happens. Noah: I guess you're right... I envy that carefree personality of yours sometimes...
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. Humans aren't meant to think deeply like that. Noah: ...Maybe. But you know, this war... I mean, I never wanted to go out and save the world or anything, but look how many battles we've been through. Trec: Yeah. Noah: But no matter what we've done, Ilia's still the same. Our children, and our children's children... They'll be fighting to make a living, just like we do. I was just wondering... Can't we do anything about that? Trec: I wonder... Noah: Maybe it's useless for us to try and make a difference... Trec: Well... It doesn't really matter, does it? Noah: What...? Trec: I mean, everyone goes through hard times. Isn't that just part of life? Noah: ...Maybe so. Hey, Trec. Trec: Yeah? Noah: Take me along the next time you go fishing.
Gonzalez	Trec	C	Gonzalez: Hngh? 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: Ha ha, you don't need to say it so many times. Gonzalez: Quiet. I forget. ...Cret, Cret, Cret... OK, I remember. Trec:Ha ha, you're an odd one. Say, do you think you-- Sorry, what was your name again?
Gonzalez	Trec	B	Gonzalez: Uh? You... Trec: Hm...? Gonzalez: Who you? I see you before. Trec: Really? I must be famous. My name is Trec. Gonzalez: Tr...Tr... Tr-- Trec: --rec. Gonzalez: Rec. Trec: Yep... So hey, what's your name? Gonzalez: I Gonzalez. Trec: Gonzalez? That's a nice name... Gonzalez: R-Really? Trec: Yeah, it has kind of a calm air to it... Gonzalez: Calm... What calm...? Trec: Hm? ...Hmm... You know, I don't really know either. But hey, don't worry about it. It doesn't matter much in the grand scheme.
Gonzalez	Trec	A	Trec: Ahhh... Gonzalez: Uh? Trec: It's so peaceful here... I think we could make a good team, you and me. Uh, but what's your...? Gonzalez: Gonzalez. Trec: Gonzalez? That's a nice name... Oh yeah, my name is... Gonzalez: You Rec. Trec: Hm? Am I? Oh yeah, you're right. Rec. That sounds like my name. Well, whatever. Let's go. Gonzalez: Ugh.
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 can probably tell. Trec: Oh, I see. Melady: How...how do you feel about fighting alongside a knight from Bern? Trec: Well... Whatever. Melady: Wh...whatever? Trec: It's not like people from Bern have seven ears or anything. Melady: ...... Well, no, I have only two. Trec: Exactly. We're all brothers and sisters. Melady: Do...you think so? Trec: Uh-huh.
Melady	Trec	B	Trec: Ahh... That hurt. Melady: Is something wrong, Sir Trec? Trec: Hm? Oh, what's your name again...? Melady: Melady. Is something wrong? Trec: Well... I was just sitting here watching you fight. Melady: You were watching me fight? Trec: Yeah. My neck aches now. Melady: I...see. Trec: Yeah. And the way you fight made me think... Do you have any loved ones in Bern? Like family or a lover or something? Melady: ...N-no, I'm all alone. I live for Princess Guinivere... Trec: Oh, OK. Yeah, that figures. I'm usually wrong. Melady: ...... Trec: Oh well, guess I hurt my neck for nothing.
Melady	Trec	A	Trec: Oh, what's your name again...? Melady: ...Melady. Do you always forget people's names? Trec: It's my hobby. Melady: ...... You are an odd individual, Sir Trec. Trec: Do you think so? I think I'm pretty normal. Everyone always tells me I look so carefree. But I have concerns too, you know. Melady: Oh? Like what? Trec: Well, the other day, I dreamed I was a horse. Melady: ...A horse. Trec: I think this dream has some kind of hidden meaning somewhere... It's been keeping me up for some time now. It's gotten to the point that I can only sleep at night. Melady: ...Thank you, Sir Trec. Trec: Huh? Melady: I feel a little better now. Trec: Really? Why's that?
Juno	Trec	C	Juno: Trec? Oh... He was here just a minute ago... Hm? What's this paper...? Did he drop it? It has a lot of writing on it... Let's see... "I was a horse." "I tried running." "I got tired." ...What is this?
Juno	Trec	B	Juno: Oh, Trec. I was looking for you. Trec: Oh, hullo, Lady Juno. Juno: You look as sleepy as always. 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 bit of it... What are you writing about? Trec: I write down the dreams I have. Juno: Dreams? Trec: Yes. When I look at what I wrote, I remember all the kinds of dreams I've had. It helps me sleep better. Yawn... Juno: Oh, I see. That sounds interesting... Maybe I should try it, too.
Juno	Trec	A	Juno: Trec? Trec: Yes? Juno: Can you show me that paper with your dreams on it? I'm very interested in it. Trec: Uhm... Sure. Juno: Thank you. "I was praised by Commander Zelot." He shows up in your dreams, too? Trec: Yeah, sometimes. Juno: Let's see... "The war ended." "There was peace." "Spring came to Ilia." "Everyone slept happily ever after..." ...... Trec: Huh? Is something wrong, Lady Juno? Juno: ...No, I'm sorry. ...... Can you show me your dreams again sometime, Trec? Trec: Well... It's a little embarrassing, to tell the truth. But OK, you can see them. I'll sleep as much as I can and show you all 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: OK. Shoot. Fir: I want to spar with you. Noah: Oh... For your training? Fir: Yes. I must experience all forms of swordplay to master the art. You taught me some things at that arena, and... I would appreciate some additional training. Noah: Well, if that's what you want, then sure, no problem. Fir: Really? Thank you! Let's start now, then... Wha--!? (Fir jerks upward) Noah: Whoa! Are you OK? Fir: Y-yes! I'm sorry! I'm up, I'm up... Noah: It's not like you to trip like that. Are you hurt? Let me see your knee... Fir: N-no... I-I'm fine! We must continue sparring! Noah: Are you really OK? You don't seem quite...well. Fir: W-We fight!
Fir	Noah	B	Noah: Hello, Fir. Fir: S-sir Noah... Noah: Are you OK? 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 is bright red. Fir: I said it's nothing! I'm just in a little slump is all! Noah: Fir? Is something on your mind? If you need someone to talk to, I'd be happy to... Fir: S-Sir Noah! I don't mean to be 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. It's always focused on 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 could never muster up the courage to say it. Even after we said our good-byes, I always regretted not telling you how I felt. Fir: ...... Noah: I believe fate brought us back together when we met again on the Isles. I've been keeping it in all this time, but I can't any longer. 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? That's a surprise. Noah: ...I’m not that antisocial, Lady Juno... Juno: I was just kidding. You seem uncaring, but I know you have a kind heart. Are you holding up OK? You've gone through many battles to make it here. Noah: Yes, I'm fine. Commander Zelot helped us greatly. It's thanks to him I'm still alive now. Juno: I see... He always works himself too hard in battle...
Juno	Noah	B	Juno: Sigune... She turned to Bern. Noah: Yes, she ambushed us in the blizzard with her pegasus knights. Juno: I see... Sigune and I used to be rivals, you know. We were always competing against each other. It all seems so...distant when I think about it now. Noah: ...... Juno: Sigune always tried to act tough, but she was a kindhearted person inside. I just wish it hadn't come to this... War creates so much pain. Noah: ...Yes. But that’s war.
Juno	Noah	A	Juno: Noah. Noah: Yes? Juno: You seem to avoid developing close relationships. Is it because you don't want to suffer from loss? Noah: ...I don't know. It's just easier to avoid getting close with anyone. The tighter the bond, the greater your suffering when that bond is broken. ...I think you know that better than any of us. Juno: Yes... Perhaps in Ilia it's better to live the way you do. But someday you'll realize relationships aren't so bad. Maybe all you need is to fall in love.
Karel	Noah	C	Noah: ...I've never heard of this place before. Karel: ...... This is a land that people have long forgotten. The years go by, but time doesn't seem to pass... That is the best way to describe this place. Noah: Have you always lived here? Karel: No. I used to travel the world. I lived by the sword. Noah: Then... Have you ever been to Ilia? Karel: ...Yes. Once.
Karel	Noah	B	Noah: The Sword Saint... Does that name ring any bells? Karel: ...No. Noah: My mother used to tell me stories about him. When I was very young, a group of bandits attacked our village. Karel: ...... Noah: If the Sword Saint hadn't saved us, I wouldn't be here today. Wherever he is, I hope he knows how much I appreciate him... Karel: ...No. There's nothing to be grateful for. Noah: ...What? Why do you say that? Karel: ......
Karel	Noah	A	Karel: ...... Noah: Sir Karel... Karel: I suppose I should tell you the truth. To cover my shame would be to go astray from the way of the sword. Noah: Shame? You saved my village... Karel: No. I never cared about saving the village. I just wanted to kill. Noah: ...... Karel: I was a demon back then... possessed by the sword. I wandered aimlessly, looking to sate my bloodlust. I didn't care who I cut. Who I killed. ...I'd have even killed you, I'm sure. Noah: ! Karel: You have no reason to thank me. They call me the Sword Saint... But it is a false name. Noah: ...... When I look at you, I can't even begin to believe what you're saying. You are the Sword Saint I've always pictured in my mind. What...happened...? Karel: ...Some things we only realize after suffering a great loss. 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. Your beauty is a sight to behold. In fact, I think it's rubbing off on me. My wrinkles are fading. See? Lilina: Astolfo... You haven't changed at all. My father always said you'd be better at your job if you were more serious. Astolfo: You'll hear no arguments from me, milady. Lilina: ...By the way, how did you meet my father? He never told me anything... Astolfo: It really wasn't a meeting you'd go around telling people about. Lilina: What does that mean? Astolfo: ...I was a petty thief back then. I decided to creep into Castle Ostia to swipe some treasure, see. Lilina: Really? Astolfo: Oh yeah. Lilina: What happened? Astolfo: Well... ...Whoops, we really shouldn't be wasting time like this. Forgive me, milady, but I'll tell you the story some other time. Lilina: Oh? I guess I can wait...
Astolfo	Lilina	B	Astolfo: ...It was easy getting to the treasure vault. I'm an expert at picking locks and all that, after all. Once I'd grabbed all the goodies and made my way out, bam! There was a man, standing right in front of me. And wouldn't you know, that man was-- Lilina: My father? Astolfo: You got it. Lord Hector just stood there, staring at me. He didn't seem angry or anything. You could tell he was important just by looking at him. Me? I was frozen on the spot, with bags of loot over my shoulders. Would he call the guards? Would he cut me down right then and there? My mind was racing, trying to figure out what was coming up... Lilina: What happened? Astolfo: He suddenly burst out laughing, milady. "Quite a man to get through my security so easily," he said. Then he asked my name. I was speechless, mouth open. Lord Hector then offered me the job of serving him. Lilina: Wow... Astolfo: I thought he was out of his mind. But I could tell he was serious. Anyway, I wasn't up for it and ran for the door with the treasure. And then... Lilina: And then? Astolfo: And then Lord Hector... Lilina: What? What did he do? Astolfo: He... Whoops, sorry, milady, I should really get going. I'll finish the story later. Lilina: Again? Sigh...
Astolfo	Lilina	A	Astolfo: Lord Hector... He didn't budge even when he saw me start to run. So I made a mad dash. I was almost at the door, but Lord Hector was still just standing there. I was confused, so I turned and yelled at him, "I'm getting away with your treasure! You're not going to do anything?!" A heavy voice responded. "Flee if you wish. You have earned the treasure. But is that what you want in life? To live in fear in the shadows?" I ran like a madman, milady. I fled from the castle, from his booming voice. I didn't know what to do with myself, so I wandered around aimlessly all night. At the break of dawn...I found myself back at the front of the castle. And Lord Hector was there waiting for me. Lilina: ...... Astolfo: I worked for him ever since, milady. He changed my life. Lilina: So that’s what happened... Astolfo: Lady Lilina, I will never be ashamed to say this. Your father...was the most honorable man I've met.
Astolfo	Barthe	C	Barthe: It seems Bern was working behind the scenes even before the war started. Astolfo: Yeah. The traitors to the Lycian League, the rebellion at Ostia... All according to their plan. Of course, I'm to blame for that. I didn't realize soon enough. Barthe: The betrayals and Lord Hector's death... We all share the blame. It wasn't just you. Astolfo: Nah, it was me. The mistakes I made... They were just too egregious. Barthe: ...We must keep our eyes sharp so that such a tragedy does not happen again. Astolfo: Yeah, traitors and spies could be anywhere. Possibly even in this army. Barthe: What...?! You know of a traitor in our ranks?! Astolfo: Well...no. But if I learned anything from Lord Hector's death, it's that we can't be too careful.
Astolfo	Barthe	B	Barthe: Astolfo... About potential traitors. Astolfo: Yeah? Barthe: Do you have any suspects? Astolfo: No, not yet. I'm looking into it. Barthe: Once you think about who might be a traitor... any number of soldiers could betray us for any number of reasons. Astolfo: Yeah, we've got people from just about everywhere. I'll have to go through them individually, one by one... It won't be easy, I can tell you that. Barthe: The most obvious suspect would be that princess... Astolfo: Guinivere, princess of Bern. There is something suspicious about her. Barthe: Lord Roy trusts her. I don't want to think that she... Astolfo: Still... Barthe: Our comrades would lose all trust in us if they found out we suspect them of betrayal... Astolfo: ...... It's rough, isn't it? But someone's got to do it.
Astolfo	Barthe	A	Barthe: Astolfo. ...How did the search go? Astolfo: Yeah, about that. It took a while, but I feel confident that there are no traitors. Barthe: I see... Astolfo: Princess Guinivere genuinely trusts Lord Roy. And so does everyone else. This ragtag group has a stronger bond than you might think. Barthe: Good... That's a relief. Astolfo: Uh-huh. So that's taken care of. I'll keep an eye on any new recruits who join up, too. Barthe: I’m sorry to make you do all the dirty work... 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? You have light gear. You should be well ahead of us. Astolfo: Uh... Yeah, sorry. This leg doesn't work the way it used to... Gwendolyn: ...Sir Astolfo, just how old are you? Perhaps you should retire if your body can't keep up. Astolfo: You're even more austere than your brother. ...And you have the same physical build, too. A girl your age should really watch her weight. Gwendolyn: I don't have a weight problem! This is my armor! Astolfo: OK, OK, sure. Just calm down... Gwendolyn: I think you could learn a thing or two from my brother.
Astolfo	Gwendolyn	B	Gwendolyn: Sir Astolfo. Astolfo: Hey, Gwendolyn. How's it going? Gwendolyn: ...Sir Astolfo... You can't sit here and rest like this... This is a battlefield! It's serious! Astolfo: What's the point in getting fired up over nothing? Relax. Why don't you join me? Take your shoes off. Gwendolyn: ...... I won't let this slide. You leave me no choice! I'll have to drag you to battle! Astolfo: Hey there... Slow down... (Astolfo loses his balance) Gwendolyn: S-Sir Astolfo... That wound... Astolfo: Oh... This? It's just an old scar. This leg is pretty useless because of it, though. Gwendolyn: ...... When...did you get that wound? Astolfo: Hmm... A long time ago. I messed up on a reconnaissance mission in Castle Bern. I did get away though, so it's like a trophy to me. Gwendolyn: I... I'm sorry! I didn't know... Astolfo: Yeah, whatever. Don't worry about it...
Astolfo	Gwendolyn	A	Gwendolyn: Sir Astolfo. Astolfo: Ah, Gwendolyn. Come to grace me with your beauty? Gwendolyn: I will not be swayed by flattery. I know your leg slows you down. But! You have other habits that are not excusable! First, you imbibe far more than is acceptable... Astolfo: ...Oh, brother... Gwendolyn: I will not let you laze about as you do. You must behave like a proper Ostian knight! Astolfo: Yeah, whatever...
Barthe	Lilina	C	Lilina: Barthe, I haven’t thanked you yet, have I? Barthe: Thanked me? Lilina: You came to rescue me. Barthe: Oh, that. Such is my duty as a knight, milady. If anything, I should apologize that we didn't arrive sooner. Lilina: Barthe... I'm sorry. I can never repay you for that... Oh, I know. Here, take this necklace. Barthe: Lady Lilina, please. We do not fight for reward. Lilina: But... Barthe: You are safe. That in itself is reward enough. Lilina: Thank you, Barthe...
Barthe	Lilina	B	Lilina: Barthe. Do you know what Debias and Legance did? Barthe: All I know is that they made contact with Bern to start the rebellion. However, I have heard many other troubling rumors about them as well. I hear they used their positions to illegally seize money. Lilina: Really...? Barthe: The rebellion was in planning before Bern even invaded. Astolfo found proof of that. Lilina: Yes... I was foolish. They served my father so... I didn't want to suspect them. I wanted to trust them simply because they were our vassals. Barthe: But that trust is what put you in danger... Lilina: Yes, exactly... I'm truly sorry, Barthe... Barthe: Lady Lilina, your safety is the most important thing of all. Without a master to whom we can pledge our loyalty, we surely cannot be called knights at all.
Barthe	Lilina	A	Lilina: Barthe... What do you think will happen to Ostia without my father? Barthe: Someone needs to rebuild it after the war is over, or it will fall into chaos. That someone is you, Lady Lilina. Lilina: But...I'm not sure I'm qualified. I'll only get in the way and keep everyone from doing their jobs... You...must think so, too. Barthe: ...... I know not how those in power should act, but... When you told me you wanted to trust your vassals, I do not think you were mistaken. Indeed, you should have been able to trust them above all others. Lilina: ...... Barthe: No matter the path you follow, no matter how you doubt yourself, we true knights will always swear our undying loyalty to you.
Lilina	Ogier	C	Lilina: Hello, Ogier! Ogier: L-Lady Lilina! Lilina: Oh, don't worry... I just wanted to talk to someone from Ostia. Ogier: Um... All right. Lilina: So talk to me. Let's see... Tell me about your hometown. Ogier: My hometown? Well...it was a pretty ordinary village. We were poor... The reason I came all the way to the city in the first place was to make money to feed my younger brothers... Lilina: You have brothers? How nice. Do you have any sisters? Ogier: ...I have one younger sister, too. Lilina: Really? What's she like? Is she cute? Is she like you? Ogier: The...the last time I saw her was so long ago, so I don't really remember. But I remember holding her hand. Her hand... It was so small and delicate. Lilina: That’s so sweet... I've always wanted a younger sister.
Lilina	Ogier	B	Lilina: Ogier, how is your sister doing? Ogier: ...... Lilina: Is she back in your village? Or did she come to Ostia with you? If she did, I'd 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 not...? Ogier: Lady Lilina... Our village is very poor. ...The men work. And girls...have no place. We have so little food to spare... When a girl is born in our village, she's given pretty clothes and left in a faraway city. Lilina: ...... Ogier: ...We couldn't afford her. I don't hold it against my parents. If they hadn't done it... we would have starved. Lilina: ...I’m sorry... Ogier: Lady Lilina? Lilina: I'm sorry... I...didn't know anything... I didn't know anything... but I...I was so... Ogier: D-Don’t cry! Please, Lady Lilina...
Lilina	Ogier	A	Ogier: Lady Lilina, about before... I'm sorry. I said more than I should have. Lilina: No, Ogier. Ogier: Milady? Lilina: I'm sorry. I had no idea. But I can't remain ignorant as I am. I may not know how to govern yet, but I'll learn. I will make Ostia a land where our children can live in happiness. Ogier: ...Lady Lilina, some things are impossible. Marquess Ostia served us well. My brothers are all fine. Not even the gods can save everyone. Lilina: ...... Ogier: But I can say this, Lady Lilina... My sister, wherever she is... I'm sure 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 a feat that you can wear it. Isn't it heavy for someone of your build? Gwendolyn: No, milady. The weight of a knight's armor is the symbol of their loyalty. Lilina: All right... But just don’t strain yourself. Gwendolyn: Thank you very much, milady. Lilina:Why did you become a knight? Did you want to be like Bors? Gwendolyn: Yes... I want to be just like my brother. I wish to protect you as he does.
Gwendolyn	Lilina	B	Lilina: Gwendolyn. Gwendolyn: Yes, Lady Lilina? Lilina: Let’s chat a bit. Tell me about yourself. Gwendolyn: Yes, milady. I am a knight of Ostia and I serve-- Lilina: No, I know that... I meant more interesting things. For example, are there any men you fancy? Gwendolyn: M...men? Lilina: That's right. Gwendolyn: I...don’t really know. Lilina: What? Gwendolyn: I've always been focused on becoming strong like my brother, so... I've never really thought about things like that... Lilina: Really...? Let's talk about something else then. We're in this together and we grew up in the same land. Plus, we're both girls. I want to get to know you better.
Gwendolyn	Lilina	A	Gwendolyn: Lady Lilina, you are an odd individual. Lilina: Odd? How so? Gwendolyn: You are in a much higher position than I... Yet you still chat lightly to me 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 appropriate, milady... You are my mistress! Lilina: That doesn't matter. You're the only girl around my age from Ostia. Let's not worry about positions like mistress or vassal... Gwendolyn: Lady Lilina! You carry Ostia's future on your shoulders. You are different from us. You do understand that, don't you? Lilina: ...So we can’t be friends? Gwendolyn: I'm sorry, though I am very grateful for your consideration. Perhaps we cannot be friends, but I would enjoy chatting with you once in a while as before. Lilina: Of course! ...Thank you, Gwendolyn.
Gonzalez	Lilina	C	Gonzalez: Li...lina. Lilina. Lilina: Yes? Gonzalez: This. I give you. Lilina: Oh... What a pretty white flower. Thank you, Gonzalez. Gonzalez: Th... Thank..? What that? Lilina: What? Gonzalez: I not smart... I not know many words... Lilina: Oh... I said "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: No, Gonzalez, it's not for greetings. Gonzalez: This, I give you. You pretty. Flower pretty. Look good together... Lilina: Thank you very much, Gonzalez. Gonzalez: Thank you... Lilina: This really is a beautiful flower... They grow by Roy's home, too. Gonzalez: Roy? Who Roy? Lilina: Roy is the leader of this army. 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 leave. Lilina: What? Wait, Gonzalez...
Gonzalez	Lilina	A	Lilina: Wait! Gonzalez! What’s wrong? Why have you been avoiding me? Gonzalez: Sh... Shut up! Lilina: Ah! Gonzalez: G-Go away! Go go go! Lilina: ...... (Lilina leaves) Gonzalez: Only hurt me if I talk to you... I know... I ugly, you pretty... We different. But...I never forget. I human because of you... I never forget. ...Thank you... (Lilina returns) Lilina: ...No. Gonzalez: Li...lina? Lilina: "Thank you"...is something you say when you're happy. You don't use it when... you leave someone. Gonzalez: Lilina... You cry? Lilina: You're crying too... Why are you crying? Gonzalez: I...I... Lilina: Gonzalez... Don't leave me. Gonzalez: Lilina... Lilina: Don't tell me to go away... Please... Stay with me... Gonzalez: Lilina... I...I... Lilina: Gonzalez... Gonzalez: Waaahhh...
Cecilia	Lilina	C	Cecilia: Lilina, is your magic improving? Lilina: Yes, I've gotten much better since you taught me the basics. Cecilia: Good. You have a special gift for magic, Lilina. With enough practice, you could be unrivaled. Lilina: Me...? Cecilia: Yes. Just make sure you keep up with your training. Lilina: I will!
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, no matter how much he asked. Cecilia: Ah... You’re right. I didn’t. Lilina: Why not? You taught me so much. Cecilia: It’s partly because of you. Lilina: Because of me? Cecilia: That's right. Roy... You know how he is. If I'd taught him magic, he would have practiced and practiced. Lilina: Yes, that sounds like him. But... Cecilia: You see, practice isn't enough to master a school of magic. You need talent, and that can't be obtained through practice. With another person of such talent so close to him, what would he think? He'd work as hard--maybe even harder than her, but he would still lag far behind. What would that do to his confidence? Lilina: That person of talent... Do you mean me? Cecilia: Everyone has things they excel at naturally. It was clear that Roy wouldn't excel at magic, so I decided he would be better off learning the sword instead. Lilina: ...... Cecilia: Lilina, you will lead Ostia someday. You should remember this... Assigning someone a task they do not excel at is a waste of ability. You must never think that everyone works in the same way. Lilina: Yes you're right...
Cecilia	Lilina	A	Lilina: General Cecilia, don’t you think Roy has changed recently? Cecilia: In what way? Lilina: He's gotten cool-headed... Or rather, he's more confident when he gives commands to the army. Cecilia: Anyone in charge of an army gains traits like that. If Roy didn't grow, the army would be doomed. Lilina: General Cecilia, you said before that I would lead Ostia. Cecilia: Yes, you are Lord Hector's only heir after all. Lilina: Do you think I could be like Roy? I mean... I couldn't even recognize traitors in my own castle... Cecilia: People grow according to their potential. Even I didn't know what to do at first when I was made Mage General. I was taken from Ostia and broughtto Aquileia. It was overwhelming. Lilina: But you succeeded because of your talent... Cecilia: That's not what I'm getting at. I've only made it so far thanks to Perceval and General Douglas. Don't think that you'll have to do everything on your own. Lilina: Oh... Cecilia: Even Roy isn't fighting alone. He puts his faith in everyone around him. That is another important attribute for someone in power. The ability to depend on others when you need them. Lilina: Can I depend on you, too? Cecilia: Of course. I’ll be glad to offer you help when you need it. Lilina: Thank you!
Garret	Lilina	C	Lilina: Oh... Hello, Garret. Garret: You. I'm gonna be frank. I don't wanna be your friend. ...Wait. Lilina: What? Garret: You had an expensive-lookin' bracelet on your wrist before. Where'd it go? Lilina: ...You have keen eyes. Garret: Well, you hafta when you're a raider like me. Didja take it off or somethin'? Lilina: I gave it away. Garret: Huh? You gave it away? Lilina: I met an old blind man on the way here. He said that he was starving, so I gave it to him... Garret: Oh, brother! You nobles are so gullible! He obviously tricked you. He made you pity him so you'd give him money. Lilina: But...what if he was telling the truth...? Garret: Listen kid, there's no way he was tellin' the truth. He was laughin' at ya as soon as ya walked away. You're soft. You don't know the real world. Lilina: ...... But... Garret: Er... It was your bracelet, though, so whatever... Do what ya want with your own things...
Garret	Lilina	B	Lilina: Hello, Garret. Garret: You again? I told you before, I ain't your friend. There's no tellin' what'll happen to you if you stick around me. Lilina: I'll be fine. You're a good person. Garret: Ha! Wouldja listen to that! You think you can tell good from bad? After you were tricked so easily the other day? Lilina: ...But... Garret: I'm here for the money. If I don't get paid, I'll just go back to bein' a bandit. Lilina: ...Why don't you just rob me right now, then? Garret: ...What? Lilina: I have magic tomes, jewelry... A lot of expensive items. You can sell it for money. Nobody would see you... Why don't you just take all my belongings and run off? Garret: ...Why are you even talkin' to me if you know I can do that? What if I really did it? Lilina: Then...I suppose I'm a fool. But I don't think you would. I can sense that you're not a bad person. I...trust you. (Lilina leaves) Garret: ...Arrgh! How could I rob her when she looks at me like that...?
Garret	Lilina	A	Lilina: Hello, Garret. Garret: Hey... Uh... Lilina: Yes? Garret: You said you gave your bracelet to some blind guy, right? What would you do if you met him again? Lilina: Well... Garret: What's the point in even askin'? I already know what'd happen. You'd get tricked just like before. You'd give him anything he wanted. Lilina: ...... Garret: Why do you care so much for total strangers? What do you get from helpin' 'em? Just ignore 'em. Who cares? Lilina: ...When I see people in need, I feel I need to help them. If I met that blind man again, I'd probably give him something... just like before. Garret: ...... ...Oh well. I guess some people are just born stupid. Oh yeah... Take this. Lilina: What is this for? Such a beautiful bracelet... Garret: I dunno. Some old guy came up to me the other day and said he'd met you. He asked me to give it to you. He said that he was really grateful for everything. Lilina: But... I met that old man way back in-- Garret: N-not like I'd know! Anyway, he wanted me to give it 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. Why did you not become a knight? Why did you become a mercenary? Ogier: Heavy armor doesn't really suit me. Barthe: That is simply because you don't train yourself hard enough. Ogier: But, I mean, I wasn't born with-- Barthe: This is a perfect opportunity. I shall train you every day. I will make a knight of you yet. 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 it every day. Ogier: Yes, but I don’t have the build that you do... Barthe: Was that a complaint I heard just now? Ogier: No... Barthe: Then keep quiet and train harder. Ogier: Yes...
Barthe	Ogier	A	Barthe: Hm? Are those practice swings I hear...? Ogier: Whew... I wonder if I'm any closer to Sir Barthe by now. (Barthe approaches Ogier) Barthe: Ogier. Ogier: Whoa! Oh, Sir Barthe! You scared me. Barthe: You are doing well. Excellent. Your body has gotten used to the training. Ogier: Yes, I feel uncomfortable if I'm not working my body. I'd hate to fail for lack of training. Barthe: I see you have learned your lesson. If you train yourself constantly, you will never tire in battle. That holds true both for knights like me and mercenaries like you. Ogier: Mercenaries like me? But I thought you wanted to make me a knight. Barthe: I only said that to make you train harder. I know your build can't handle heavy armor. Ogier: Really? Barthe: It encouraged you, didn’t it? Ogier: Did it? I'd say it made me suffer more than anything... Barthe: What was that? Ogier: Nothing...
Barthe	Gwendolyn	C	Gwendolyn: Sir Barthe! Are you all right? Barthe: Of course. Do you expect me to lose to weaklings like these? Gwendolyn: No, never. Barthe: Then I won't ask you how you're doing. We knights of Ostia are always at our peak. Gwendolyn: Yes, sir. Barthe: I appreciate your concern for me, but worry about yourself before you worry about others. Gwendolyn: Yes, sir.
Barthe	Gwendolyn	B	Barthe: What's the matter, Gwendolyn? You're panting. A knight of Ostia shouldn't be heaving after a light battle like that. Gwendolyn: Yes, I’m sorry, sir. Barthe: Remember our training, Gwendolyn! Remember how we sprint-marched over that mountain. This is nothing compared to that! Gwendolyn: Yes, sir! Barthe: Show the enemy...why they should fear the knights of Ostia! Gwendolyn: Yes, sir!
Barthe	Gwendolyn	A	Gwendolyn: Sir Barthe, how can I improve myself further? Barthe: You're a full-fledged knight of Ostia now, Gwendolyn. I have no criticisms to offer you. Gwendolyn: Thank you, sir! But...Sir Barthe... Anything will do. Say anything. Barthe: Say anything? What? Gwendolyn: Uh... I'm sure there is something I could improve in... Barthe: No. You must critique yourself now. Gwendolyn: But... Barthe: What’s the matter? Why do you look so discouraged? Gwendolyn: I... I want you to teach me more... Barthe: Sorry? Gwendolyn: I don't...want you to leave me, Sir Barthe... Barthe: What are you talking about? We fight together as equals. I won't leave you. Gwendolyn: Truly? Barthe: Of course. ...We can afford to waste no more time talking like this. Let's move, Gwendolyn! Gwendolyn: Yes, sir!
Gwendolyn	Ogier	C	Ogier: What are you doing, Gwendolyn? Gwendolyn: I’m practicing my walking. Ogier: Walking? Why? Gwendolyn: For us knights, it's tough to get back up if we fall to the ground. We have to build strong legs to ensure that we never fall. Ogier: I see. Gwendolyn: The basics are everything, Ogier.
Gwendolyn	Ogier	B	Ogier: Yah! Yah! Gwendolyn: Ogier, are you practicing your sword swings? Ogier: That I am. I can't let you get ahead of me, so I thought I'd practice the basics, too. Gwendolyn: That's good. But it'll take a lot of work to beat me. Ogier: I suppose we’ve got a little competition going, then!
Gwendolyn	Ogier	A	Ogier: How are you doing, Gwendolyn? Gwendolyn: Perfectly fine, of course. A strong knight can't complain. Ogier: Me neither. Not if I want to be a powerful mercenary... Gwendolyn: ...Thank you, Ogier. Ogier: F-for what? Gwendolyn: Our competition has kept me working hard. I'd have probably given up by now if not for you. Ogier: ...I feel the same way. I've been able to come so far thanks to you. We're evenly matched. Gwendolyn: I agree. But I'll never let you get ahead of me. Ogier: Right back at you, Gwendolyn!
Larum	Ogier	C	Larum: Hmm... I need to work on my twirls more... Ogier: Oh... Larum: Who's there?! You! You saw my secret training! Ogier: N-no! I didn’t mean to! Larum: Irrelevant! Now that you've seen me, I can't let you live. Ogier: Y-you're going to kill me? Larum: Wait, I feel like I didn't use that expression properly. Oh well. Anyway, it's really embarrassing! That's what I meant. Ogier: I’m very sorry. I didn’t know. Larum: Hmm... Well, I guess what's done is done. Now that you've seen my dance, you might as well tell me what you think! So what did you think? Ogier: Uhm... It was really pretty. And very...stimulating. Larum: Do you think so? I still haven't worked out the main part yet. It gets really amazing towards the end. Ogier: Wow... It does? Larum: Hey! Don't get any funny ideas about what that means! Ogier: W-what?! I wasn't!
Larum	Ogier	B	Larum: Hmm~~ Ogier: Oh, Larum. Larum: Huh? Oh, you're that guy who was spying on me. Ogier: ...Not exactly... Larum: Well, you praised my dancing, so I’ll forgive you. Ogier: You really like to dance, don't you? Larum: I guess. It's fun. I meet a lot of people when I travel around, and they all love my dancing. That's what I like. Ogier: I can understand that. Larum: Hey, I know. Do you want me to show you the rest of my dance from before? Ogier: R-really? Larum: Do you want to see it? You do, don't you? Tell me you want to see it. Ogier: I... I want to see it. Larum: Then sure, 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: Yes...? Larum: Dance Number 6. Ogier: Oh. That's kind of...boring. Larum: Hey! Is that an insult? Ogier: N-no! By no means. Larum: Yes, it was! Ogier: No, it wasn’t! Larum: Yeah, whatever! Sorry, I changed my mind. I won't show you my dance anymore! Ogier: Aw, man...
Larum	Ogier	A	Ogier: Larum! Larum: What? Oh, I know. You just want to see that dance, right? Ogier: Your dancing... I think I’ve seen it somewhere before. Larum: Huh? You have? Ogier: Yeah. A small band of entertainers stopped by my village once when I was younger. I went to watch them...and a little girl was dancing in the center. She tripped a few times, but I could tell she was trying really hard. I was going through some tough times back then, but that girl's dancing really cheered me up. Larum: Hmm... I don’t remember. Ogier: I didn't think so. But it was really nice. I'm sure you cheer people up with your dancing wherever you go. Larum: Oh, you're embarrassing me now! But thanks, Ogier. Tell you what. I'll show you one of my special dances some time. Ogier: Special dances...? Larum: They're really amazing! Ogier: I...I bet. Larum: Hey! You were getting funny ideas 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 yeah. 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 fine. I found 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 never asked you. Which clan are you from? Fir: What? Sin: Are you from Bulgar? Or are you one of the Djute that betrayed us? Fir: ...I don't know. Sin: ...... Was that... a joke? Fir: N-no, it wasn't. I lived alone with my parents so I don't know much about the clans... Sin: ...I see. Fir: Um, you're from the Kutolah, right? You said so before. Sin: That's right. Our chieftain 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 look proud talking about him.
Fir	Sin	A	Sin: You're...strange. Fir: I... I am? Sin: Sacaen women rarely pick up weapons, and when they do, they choose the bow. Rarely does one see a girl pick up a sword. Fir: Oh... Sin: Also... Sacaen people worship the Sky and the Earth. You don't pray, and you don't even belong to a clan... I have never met a Sacaen like you before. Fir: I-I'm sorry... Sin: I'm not accusing you. I actually respect it. You've shown me...that people can live freely. Fir: I think you're exaggerating... But it still feels nice to hear that. Sin: You have beautiful eyes. Fir: Wh-what? Sin: That must be because you look straight ahead to your dreams. To mastering the sword. I will pray for your dream to be granted one day. Fir: Oh! Thank you!
Bartre	Fir	C	Bartre: Fiiirrr! Where are you? Fiiirrr! Fiiirrr! Fir: F-Father... You are much too loud. Bartre: Ah, there you are, Fir! It's good to see you safe! Fir: Father... Bartre: I hadn't seen you for a while. I was worried you'd disappeared forever. Fir: Don't be ridiculous, Father... We were just sparring not long ago. Bartre: We don't have many chances to talk one-on-one, daughter and father. Now is your chance, Fir. Tell your father anything that's on your mind. Fir: F-Father... I'm sorry, but I have orders from Lord Roy. Bartre: Do you? Then I shall accompany you. Fir: I'm grateful, but I need to do things on my own. Otherwise, I won't improve the way I want to. I'll see you again, Father. (Fir leaves) Bartre: Hrmm... Be careful, my daughter...
Bartre	Fir	B	Bartre: Fiiiir! Fiiiiir! Where are you, my daughter? Fir: F-Father... There's no need to shout so loudly... Bartre: I've been hearing some troubling rumors, Fir. I hear that another man in the army is secretly seeing you. Fir: Oh... Bartre: Is it true, my daughter? If so, fear not! I will crush anyone who would hurt you! Fir: N-no, it's nothing like that! He's helping me with my training. That's all. Bartre: Oho, so you merely wanted a training partner. Have no worries, my daughter. Your father is here to train you! Now come, punch me as hard as you can! Fir: Um... I appreciate it, but I need someone who can use a sword... Bartre: ...... Fir: I'm sorry, Father... (Fir leaves) Bartre: Hrmm... Take care of yourself, my daughter...
Bartre	Fir	A	Bartre: Fiiiir! Fiii- Fir: I'm right here! Bartre: Ah, Fir. You are unharmed... Fir: Father! Enough is enough! I'm quite fine on my own! I don't need you to protect me! Bartre: ...... ...I'm sorry. I was wrong... Fir: ...... Bartre: Forgive me, my daughter... I just wanted to make up for lost time. Fir: Lost...time? Bartre: Yes... When you were still young, your mother and I were always training. I regret now that I didn't give you the attention you needed. You never knew the warmth and protection a parent can give... Fir: ...... Bartre: You've grown into such a strong and confident young woman. You did that all on your own. I just wanted to help you in any way I could... Fir: Father... You were always kind and loving. Whenever I was down, you held me in your strong arms and comforted me... Bartre: ...... Fir: Father... I've always loved you. Bartre: Fir... Oh, my daughter! Fir: F-Father! This isn't the place to break down and cry!
Fir	Karel	C	Fir: Uncle! Karel: Ah, Fir. Fir: Please let me stay with you so I can master the sword! Karel: If that's what you want. Fir: Thank you! ...But... It doesn't feel right to fight alongside you. I'm still a novice, but you're the strongest fighter in our army! Karel: ...... Fir: None of them know how strong you are! Once they see the true strength of the Sword Saint, they'll... Karel: Fir. Fir: Y-yes? Karel: That's inappropriate. Fir: I...I respect you so much, so I just... Karel: Idolizing another is pointless. One must not seek strength for admiration. Fir: ...Yes, Uncle.
Fir	Karel	B	Fir: Uncle... Karel: What is it, Fir? Fir: Please, teach me the way of the sword. Karel: ...... Fir: I want to know how you gained your power. I want to master the sword like you did. Karel: The way of the sword... Fir: Yes! Karel: It is not 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 to be found in this hunk of metal. I have lived by the sword since my birth, but my blade never gained any power. Fir: ...... Karel: True strength does not come from a weapon. It is not something that can be seen or touched. But it exists within all of us. It exists within you, too, Fir. Fir: M-Me...?
Fir	Karel	A	Fir: Please tell me, Uncle! Karel: ...... Fir: What is true strength...? What is the right way...? What must I do...? Karel: ...Fir. You have always followed in your mother's footsteps. Fir: ...... Karel: Now that you've lost sight of your mother, you come to me for advice. Fir: ...Yes. Karel: But Fir. You are not your mother. You are not me. You cannot follow us to the path you seek. It lies in front of you. It is you who must cut that path for yourself. Fir: It's...in front of me? Karel: It isn't something that can be taught. It is something you must discover on your own. Fir: ...I understand. 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 are. Zeiss: What do you mean, "Oh, right"?! A wyvern rider like me is finished if I'm hit with an arrow. Just watch it, all right? Sin: ...... (Sin leaves) Zeiss: He sees me as an enemy. I can't really blame him after what Bern did to Sacae. But we're allies... We can't be quarrelling... I guess I should try to get to know him better.
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 hit almost all of your targets. I wish I could hit like you, but I'm kinda... Whoa!! Sin: Look out! Zeiss: ! Sin: ...Hm. I missed his throat. Zeiss: I thought I'd finished him already... Sorry to make you clean up after my mistake... Sin: I moved on reflex. It was no trouble. Zeiss: That doesn't matter. You still saved my life. Say, why don't you teach me to attack more accurately? Sin: No. (Sin leaves) Zeiss: ...... ...Oh well. He saved my life, so there's that, I guess...
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: I couldn't help it. I acted without thinking. Sin: ...... Zeiss: I'll be going now. Just make sure you don't start shooting at me again! Sin: I wouldn't make that mistake. Zeiss: You sure did before! ...Well, we're in battle, so I don't blame you for making mistakes now and again. Sin: I'm not stupid enough to point my bow at an ally. ...I will never shoot you. Zeiss: ...Yeah, you're right! Sin: I'll be right behind you. Leave the enemies you miss 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...