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  1. SOPHIA Fae [spoiler=Support C]Fae: ...... Sophia: ...? Fae: ...... Sophia: Fae? What are you looking at...? Fae: You grew. Sophia: R-really...? Fae: Yeah. Why do I stay the same?! You used to be as little as I am! Sophia: I am half dragon...so I grow more slowly than humans... But you...grow even slower than I... Fae: Why do I stay small? Why don't I grow up like you? Sophia: You are a full-blooded dragon... A dragon's lifespan...is near eternity... I am part human...so we grow at different speeds... Do you understand...? Fae: No... Sophia: You'll understand...when you grow up... Fae: When will I grow up? Soon? Sophia: Yes... Fae: Yay! [spoiler=Support B]Fae: Hmmm... Sophia: ...? Fae: Hmmmmm... Sophia, when will I grow up? Sophia: Well... Fae: I'm not growing at all... I want to be a grown up! Sophia: Be happy... You will live...for eons... Even when I grow old and die...you will live on... Fae: What?! 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... But...that is what it means...to live for an eternity... [spoiler=Support A]Fae: Sophia? Sophia: Yes...? Fae: Um... Sophia: Go ahead... Fae: I'm scared of when you grow up. Will you still play with me? I never want you to leave me! I want to play tag and other games. Sophia: Fae... Don't worry... I'll always...be your friend... I'll always be with you... Fae: Really?! Yay! Sophia: Yes... As long as I live...I will never leave you... Igrene [spoiler=Support C]Igrene: Sophia, are you all right? Sophia: ...Oh... Igrene... Yes... I'm fine... I'm just a little dizzy... Igrene: Don't work yourself too hard if you're not feeling well. Sophia: Yes, I know... The outside world...is so vast... It's enough...to excite me a bit... Igrene: Yes, you've never seen civilization outside of Arcadia like this. Ask me if you have any questions... I know the outside world fairly well, so I can explain things for you. Sophia: Yes, thank you... [spoiler=Support B]Sophia: Igrene... Igrene: Yes? Sophia: Um... What is this? I found it...on the ground... Igrene: Let's see... Oh, this is a quarrel. Sophia: A what...? Igrene: Quarrels are large arrows used in ballistae. Sophia: They fire these...? They're so big... But...it's strange... Igrene: What is? Sophia: The people living outside... They make such amazing creations...and they are so advanced... And yet...why do they continue to fight? Igrene: ...... Sophia: They're...much smarter than us, so...one would think they would know...war is pointless... It is puzzling... Igrene: Yes... You're right. It is strange... [spoiler=Support 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 people living outside...are all so kind... Igrene: That's nice. Sophia: I would like...if we could be friends...with the outsiders... Igrene: Me too... But the elder forbids contact with outsiders. Sophia: Yes, I know... Igrene: I can understand why, though... The dragons' power could easily destroy entire countries. If the outsiders learn of their existence, they will surely fight over them. I've seen many conflicts like that in my life... Sophia: Yes... But perhaps someday... Igrene: Maybe so... If we in Arcadia can live together with dragons, there's no reason outsiders can't learn to do the same... Raigh [spoiler=Support C]Raigh: Hey, you there! Sophia: ...... Raigh: Hey! Are you deaf or are you just ignoring me?! Sophia: ...Uh... ...Me? Raigh: Is there anyone else here? You’re a real idiot, aren’t you? Sophia: ...... Raigh: Anyway, I heard you use elder magic. Is that true? Sophia: ...... Raigh: Let me see that spell tome. I’ve never see-- *flinches in pain* Ouch! What the...?! Did you just hit me? Sophia: ...Don’t...touch me...please... Raigh: You’ve got guts, I’ll give you that. Sophia: ...... Raigh: Whatever. You win. But you better show me that spell tome next time! *leaves* Sophia: ...... [spoiler=Support B]Sophia: *approaches Raigh* ...... Raigh: Whoa! Y-you again?! I didn’t even notice you... S-so what do you want?! Come to hit me again? Sophia: ...Here... Raigh: This dark tome! Some say it exists only in legend... Sophia: ...Yes... ...You’re well-learned... Raigh: Of course I am! I’ve been searching for this for so long! So this is it... Wow...I can feel it’s [sic] power...! Sophia: ...Do you want it...? Raigh: I can have it?! Are...are you sure? Can’t you use it? Why give it to me? Sophia: ...... *leaves* Raigh: Hey, wait! Hey! [spoiler=Support A]Raigh: Hey, you over there! You! With the long hair dragging on the ground! Sophia: ...... Raigh: I’m giving this tome back to you. Sophia: ...What? ...Why...? Raigh: I don’t want charity. I’m not a beggar. Sophia: ...Even so...I want you...to have it... Raigh: What? Why? Sophia: ...Because...you are a good person... Raigh: Huh? Sophia: ...You always act tough... ...But...you have a kind heart...so...you deserve it... Raigh: I have a kind heart?! You’re the first person other than my brother I’ve heard say that. Sophia: ...I know you...better than you know yourself... Raigh: ...Don’t talk like that. It’s creepy. Sophia: ...... Raigh: Well, it doesn’t bother me, though. Sophia: ...Thank you... Raigh: ...What’s your name? I’m Raigh. Sophia: ...Raigh... My name...is Sophia... Roy [spoiler=Support 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: ...... [spoiler=Support 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 cautious 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... [spoiler=Support 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: You're right... Thank you...Lord Roy... Niime [spoiler=Support C]Sophia: Oh... Hello... Niime: So you're the shaman of Nabata? Sophia: Yes... My name...is Sophia... Niime: A shy one, are we? I suppose you would be after spending your whole life in that place... You remind me of me when I was your age. Sophia: Really...? Niime: My name is Niime. I want to know more about your village in Nabata. Sophia: About the village...? Niime: That's right. But before that... Are you human? Or dragon? Sophia: ...... I am human... At least...my father was human... Niime: I see... Sorry to be so intrusive. Don't worry about it. [spoiler=Support B]Sophia: Arcadia...lies within the sandstorms of the desert... There aren't many pure dragons... But there are many people...with dragon blood...in their veins... Niime: I know that you're a shaman, but what exactly do you do? Rain dances and the like? Sophia: I...can see... * Niime: You can see? Sophia: Yes... I can sometimes see...the future... Niime: ...Really? Is that because of the dragon blood in you? Sophia: ...I...don't know... Niime: Hm... Don't let anyone know about that power of yours. It could be dangerous for our enemies. Even just the next day's weather could decide a battle. Sophia: ...... Niime: Not all outsiders are nice people. I heard you were held captive by Bern. I'm sure you don't want to go through that again. Sophia: No... I don't... Niime: ...... ...Don't worry. Roy would never think of doing that to you. You're safe here. Sophia: Yes, I feel that way... *Note: The dialogue advances without a button prompt here. [spoiler=Support 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... Interesting. You don't know anything about the dragons despite having their blood in your veins. Sophia: ...... Niime: If you were a normal girl, you could lead an ordinary life, not having to worry about people hunting you down for your power... Sophia: ...... I...I'm happy with myself... Even the dragon blood that flows within me... It makes me who I am... Niime: Yes... You're right. You've a strong will. Sophia: Me...? Strong...? Niime: Yes, you're strong. You really are just like me when I was your age. Sophia: D...do you really think so...? The last of Roy's ladies...and the last unit from Chapter 14!
  2. CECILIA Roy [spoiler=Support 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? [spoiler=Support 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. [spoiler=Support 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 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. Perceval [spoiler=Support C]Cecilia: Perceval. Perceval: ...Cecilia. Have your wounds healed? Cecilia: Yes, somehow. Perceval: Good. ...I'm sorry. I was there, but I couldn't come to your aid. Cecilia: You did what you were supposed to. Don't worry about it. Perceval: Thank you... But it was a mistake to follow Bern. I fight in this army to atone for that mistake. Cecilia: I'm sure you've done more than your share already. [spoiler=Support B]Perceval: ...... Cecilia: Is something wrong, Perceval? Perceval: That village we just passed... It was in ruins. Cecilia: ...Yes, it was. Perceval: Most of Elibe probably looks like that now thanks to the war. Cecilia: Yes, probably... Perceval: We must put an end to this conflict... We must defend those who cannot defend themselves... Cecilia: I agree. [spoiler=Support A]Perceval: Cecilia? You look troubled. Cecilia: Perceval... I was just wondering what might become of Etruria after all this... Perceval: That is very much like you. Always dutiful and loyal. ...But I think there is only one answer to that question. Cecilia: And what's that? Perceval: Etruria will regain its former glory. It will become more prosperous than ever before. Cecilia: ...Do you think so? Perceval: Of course. We will make it happen with our own hands. Cecilia: Yes... Perceval: You mustn't lose hope, Cecilia. If the Etrurian Generals give up, then who will rebuild our country? Cecilia: Yes... You're right, Perceval. Saul [spoiler=Support C]Saul: Oh, dear gods 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 the gods, might you be interested in having dinner with me some time? Cecilia: Oh, I'm sorry. I don't serve the gods like you do. Saul: Of course you do, milady. Everyone in the world serves the gods. Cecilia: Do you think so? Saul: Yes, absolutely. So should I make arrangements for dinner? Cecilia: I suppose I'll think about it. [spoiler=Support 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 the gods 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. [spoiler=Support 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 the 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... *leaves* Cecilia: Oh? I was looking forward to it. Elphin [spoiler=Support C]Cecilia: P...Prince Myrddin...? Elphin: ...... Cecilia: Your Highness! You're alive?! Elphin: ...You must have me mistaken for someone else. I am Elphin... A simple bard. Cecilia: But you...! No, it can't be... Elphin: Excuse me? Cecilia: Nothing... Elphin: ...Then I shall be off. * Cecilia: ...He... He looks just like him... ...He looks exactly like... *Note: It seems like he's supposed to leave here, but he doesn't. [spoiler=Support B]Cecilia: Elphin! Elphin: ...Can I help you, General Cecilia? Cecilia: Have you ever been to Etruria? Elphin: Not yet... I traveled through the Western Isles before I joined this army. Cecilia: Then do you know of the three Etrurian Generals? Elphin: ....Yes, I do. There is you, the Mage General, and then there are the Knight General and the Great General. Cecilia: You are very knowledgable [sic]. Elphin: It is my job as a bard to know such things. Cecilia: ...... You insist on continuing this farce, don't you? Then I have an idea. Elphin: ...... Cecilia: Show me your right shoulder that you are conveniently hiding with your hair. If you are but a simple bard as you say, then there won't be a scar from a magic attack. May I have a look...? Elphin: ...... ...Persistent, aren't you, Cecilia? Cecilia: It is you, Prince Myrddin! What happened? Why did you not tell me that you were alive? Elphin: ...I did not want you caught up in this. But now it seems you're involved as well. [spoiler=Support A]Cecilia: ...... Elphin: Cecilia... How much longer are you going to stay mad? Cecilia: I understand why you were hiding your identity from me, my prince. Elphin: Thank you, Cecilia. Cecilia: But Your Highness, you told General Douglas. Did you lack trust in me? Elphin: That's not why... Cecilia: I'll let it go for now, Your Highness. Though I expect an explanation after the war is over. Elphin: ...As intimidating as always. Cecilia: In this situation, yes. You have brought grief not just to me, but to your people as well. Please show our people that you live, Your Highness. Please... Elphin: Yes... I will, Cecilia. Douglas [spoiler=Support C]Cecilia: General Douglas! Douglas: Cecilia. Cecilia: I knew you were alive, but I never heard that you were here with us. Why didn't you tell me? Douglas: I fight in shame. Cecilia: Nonsense! You are an asset to us all. It is an honor to fight alongside you once again. Together we can show everyone why the Etrurian Generals are so respected! Douglas: Hm... It's not like you to be this sanguine, Cecilia. Cecilia: It's only because you're here fighting with me. I've always idolized you, if you want to know the truth. [spoiler=Support B]Douglas: The former Mage General appointed you as his successor... But many were opposed to you taking the position at first. Cecilia: Yes, that is true. A female officer was enough to incite the rage of some. I spent most of my earlier days fighting against prejudice. Douglas: To be honest, I doubted your abilities at first, too. Cecilia: Yes, I know. Every time you told me I was too weak for the job, I would bury myself in spell tomes and work even harder. Douglas: That's just like you. I expect you must have resented me quite a bit. Cecilia: Oh? I never resented you, General. Do you know why? Douglas: No. Please tell me. Cecilia: The day I enlisted, the other young officers gave me a hard time for being a woman. But you defended me. You said that I was stronger than any of them. Douglas: ...I'm afraid I don't remember. Cecilia: That's all right. I remember it perfectly. [spoiler=Support A]Douglas: Cecilia. Cecilia: Yes, General? Douglas: I must thank you. You've given an old decrepit soldier hope. Cecilia: ...... What do you...? Douglas: I can feel my age whenever I fight. An elderly soldier is of no use. My time has come. It is up to you to lead Etruria to a brighter tomorrow. Cecilia: ...... I've never heard such foolish words from your mouth, General. Douglas: ...... Cecilia: A brighter tomorrow for Etruria? The war has yet to be won. And even if we are victorious, we still have much to do. We must rebuild our land and regain the trust of other nations. Etruria's future comes after everything has been settled. Douglas: Hmmm... Cecilia: And you're going to place that burden upon us as you retire? I won't allow it, General. Douglas: ...... ...You really have grown more confident. Cecilia: It is thanks to you. Now, why don't you find some use instead of moping about your age? Douglas: Hm... Very well. You amateurs are no match for me as long as I still stand. Cecilia: Hm hm hm... That's better, General. Lilina [spoiler=Support 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! [spoiler=Support 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... [spoiler=Support 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 brought to Aquleia. 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 any help when you need it. Lilina: Thank you!
  3. PERCEVAL Klain [spoiler=Support C]Klain: General Perceval! It is good to see you again. Perceval: Klain. I am glad to see you well. It appears you've adjusted well to the position of commander. Klain: Yes, I think I have. Though I am one of the least experienced in the army... Perceval: From the way I see it, those serving under you are lucky. Klain: I hope so, General Perceval. Perceval: ...What do you think of all this? Klain: Of what? Perceval: What do you think about this army? Klain: Frankly, I feel more at home here than in the Etrurian army. Perhaps it is because of General Roy... Perceval: ...I see. Klain: How do you feel, General Perceval? Perceval: I don't feel completely comfortable here. Klain: You don't? Perceval: I think what I seek from an army doesn't exist here. Klain: You're saying you can't get used to this army? Perceval: ...No, not quite. It is simply that I am, and will always be, a knight of Etruria. It is difficult for me to serve any master but the motherland. [spoiler=Support B]Perceval: ...How do you feel about the revolution in Etruria? Klain: ...I understand Bern was pulling strings behind the scenes, but still... I never could have imagined the court would divide so violently. To tell the truth, it's still difficult for me to accept. I...I never thought that greed ruled the minds of so many people... Perceval: Etruria had not known war for a very long time. Thus, blinded by peace, we paid no heed to the scheming traitors. Klain: Yes... A conflict would have broken out even without Bern's help. Perceval: Once this war is over, I will devote my life to rebuilding Etruria. Klain: Of course, General Perceval. I am prepared to give my life for that cause as well. Perceval: Klain, I want you to seek a different path. Klain: What?! Perceval: Once I return to Etruria, I plan to dismiss all but a few. The few I have absolute trust in to stay loyal to the king and country. It is what must be done to maintain trust among the king's vassals. Klain: General Perceval... Don't be ridiculous! Perceval: Klain... Klain: ...Please, think on it a little more. With your ability, you won't have to go to such extreme measures. I've been holding this in because we are at war, but I will no longer. I miss the days when I could look up to you as an older brother. The days when we were more relaxed, and when we laughed together... Perceval: ...... Klain: Once this war ends, let us celebrate the prosperity of the new Kingdom of Etruria... Together, and in laughter. [spoiler=Support A]Klain: General Perceval? Perceval: Klain. Is something wrong? Klain: No, I just noticed you, so I thought I should say hello... Perceval: Yes, hello to you, too. Klain: But you know, I've been thinking... Before the revolution, we never worked together like this. But look at us now. We fight together, not under the Etrurian banner, but General Roy. Perceval: Hm. Yes... Fate works in strange ways. Klain: Yes, indeed. Oh, to change the subject... Do you still like the same foods as before? Perceval: Hm? ...Yes, I think so. Why? Klain: It's just that the cook is a little worried. He says that you are expressionless no matter what you eat. He never knows what to give you. Perceval: Expressionless? ...Do you agree with him? Klain: Yes, very much so, General Perceval. Even when you drink wine, your expression stays the same. If you stop expressing emotion, you'll forget how to. Perceval: That is not something that can be forgotten. Klain: I'm not so sure when it comes to you, General Perceval. Perceval: ...Getting fresh, are we? Klain: Ha ha... It appears I need not worry after all. Cecilia [spoiler=Support C]Cecilia: Perceval. Perceval: ...Cecilia. Have your wounds healed? Cecilia: Yes, somehow. Perceval: Good. ...I'm sorry. I was there, but I couldn't come to your aid. Cecilia: You did what you were supposed to. Don't worry about it. Perceval: Thank you... But it was a mistake to follow Bern. I fight in this army to atone for that mistake. Cecilia: I'm sure you've done more than your share already. [spoiler=Support B]Perceval: ...... Cecilia: Is something wrong, Perceval? Perceval: That village we just passed... It was in ruins. Cecilia: ...Yes, it was. Perceval: Most of Elibe probably looks like that now thanks to the war. Cecilia: Yes, probably... Perceval: We must put an end to this conflict... We must defend those who cannot defend themselves... Cecilia: I agree. [spoiler=Support A]Perceval: Cecilia? You look troubled. Cecilia: Perceval... I was just wondering what might become of Etruria after all this... Perceval: That is very much like you. Always dutiful and loyal. ...But I think there is only one answer to that question. Cecilia: And what's that? Perceval: Etruria will regain its former glory. It will become more prosperous than ever before. Cecilia: ...Do you think so? Perceval: Of course. We will make it happen with our own hands. Cecilia: Yes... Perceval: You mustn't lose hope, Cecilia. If the Etrurian Generals give up, then who will rebuild our country? Cecilia: Yes... You're right, Perceval. Dorothy [spoiler=Support C]Dorothy: *is offscreen* Look out! Perceval: ! Dorothy: *runs up to Perceval* 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's 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! [spoiler=Support B]Dorothy: Sigh... That last shot was just luck... I have to practice more. Perhaps I should aim more like this... Oh! General Perceval! Perceval: *approaches Dorothy* 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! [spoiler=Support A]Dorothy: ...Yes! Yes, that was great! Perceval: *approaches Dorothy* You seem 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! Elphin [spoiler=Support C]Elphin: Lord Perceval, if I may have a moment of your time... Perceval: Your Highness...! You need not address me with a title... Elphin: Hush! We can never know where enemies may be hiding. Here, I am but a simple bard. Understood? Perceval: Yes, fully. ...What is it that you need, Elphin? Elphin: Prince Myrddin of Etruria passed away last year. I'm curious about how the court has been acting since then. Perceval: ...Very well. I will tell you what I know. After Prince Myrddin passed away... [spoiler=Support B]Perceval: My Pr--I mean, Elphin. Elphin: What is it, Lord Perceval? Perceval: Your father is still alive. Have you seen him recently? Elphin: No, I have not seen him in over a year. Perceval: Have you no intention of seeing him at all? Elphin: Not until this war ends. Perceval: Why? Your father mourns for you, thinking you long dead. Elphin: If I let my father know of my safety, other people will find out as well. My father may be happy for a brief moment, but he would soon suffer the grief of losing me again. Perceval: ...... Elphin: I must eliminate the cause of that grief. Only then will I go to see my father. [spoiler=Support A]Perceval: Elphin. You were talking about songs for your future travels... Elphin: The songs about the state of Etruria since the passing of the prince? Perceval: Yes, those. Will you sing them all across the continent when the war ends? Elphin: That is my intention, yes. I travel not only to sing, but to learn as well. Perceval: ...Will you be visiting the Etrurian palace? Elphin: Yes, of course I will. I expect my stay in Etruria to be the longest of all. Perceval: And where will you go after you visit the palace? Elphin: Nowhere... I intend to stay and sing for the Kingdom of Etruria until my death. Perceval: ...Have I your word? Elphin: I swear on my honor. Douglas [spoiler=Support C]Perceval: General Douglas! Douglas: Perceval. We fight together once more. And yet I cannot erase the shame I brought upon myself. Perceval: Please, General Douglas. It was your duty as a general. You have nothing to be ashamed of. Douglas: ...... Perceval: I am honored to be able to fight by your side again. I'm sure the other Etrurians with us feel the same way. Douglas: Thank you... Your words are encouraging. Perceval: Let us fight for the future of Etruria! [spoiler=Support B]Douglas: Perceval. How do you fare? Perceval: I've been better. How about you, General Douglas? Douglas: I am fighting my hardest, but... It seems I have lost the strength I once had. I suppose no man can beat age. Perceval: Nonsense. You more than live up to the title of Great General. You have quite some fight in you yet. Douglas: I hope so. Perceval: Is something troubling you? Douglas: No, pay it no mind... [spoiler=Support A]Douglas: Perceval. Perhaps it's a bit soon to say so, but... Perceval: Yes? Douglas: I am considering stepping down as Great General after this war. Perceval: What?! That would leave the highest position in the Etrurian military empty! Douglas: I think not... I want you to take my place. Perceval: I am still so young, General Douglas. I cannot assume such a position... Douglas: You think yourself young? What of our commander, Roy? He is much younger than you, yet he leads all of us. Perceval: Yes, but... Douglas: The youth will have no room to grow if the old hang onto their positions. Perceval, you are brilliant, strong and a natural leader. Once the prince returns, the king will abdicate the throne anyway. Perceval: General Douglas! Those in service are forbidden to speak of the inheritance of the throne... Douglas: It is no matter. I have served the king for decades. I know him better than any. Once he learns of the prince's survival, I am certain he will give him the throne. Perceval: ...... Douglas: We must rebuild Etruria alongside our new king. Etruria will be born again under the care of the youth. I am counting on you, Perceval. Perceval: ...I won't disappoint you. Lalum [spoiler=Support C]Lalum: General Perceval. Perceval: You're...Lalum, if I recall correctly. Lalum: Look, look! Watch me dance! Perceval: ...... Lalum: 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? Lalum: Like what? Perceval: So carefree... Or should I say...disoriented? Lalum: Aww... Thanks! Perceval: ...... [spoiler=Support B]Lalum: What did you think this time, General Perceval? Perceval: ...Lalum. I was wondering... Why do you always show me your dancing? Lalum: Why? Don't you enjoy seeing me dance? Perceval: To be perfectly honest... Lalum: Yes? Perceval: I don't care for it. Lalum: ...... ...... ...You don't care for it...? Perceval: ...... Lalum: You... You cruel, cruel man! I never want to see you again! *leaves* Perceval: ...... [spoiler=Support A]Perceval: ...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ...Odd... She was nothing but a nuisance, but now that she's gone, I... Lalum: *approaches Perceval* ...Feel lonely? Perceval: ...... Lalum: Really? I knew it! I knew you liked having me around! Perceval: ...I didn't say that. Lalum: Don't lie. You said you felt lonely without me. Perceval: ...No, actually, I didn't say that. Lalum: I knew it, I knew it! Not even General Perceval can live without my dancing. I'll come to your quarters and give you wake-up dances every morning! Perceval: ...You seem to be beyond my comprehension. And that brings us back to the Elibean mainland for Chapter 14.
  4. MILADY Zeiss [spoiler=Support C]Milady: *approaches Zeiss* Zeiss! Behind you! Zeiss: !! Milady: *moves closer to defend him* Blast...! *she and Zeiss regroup elsewhere* Zeiss: ...I'm sorry, Milady. I was too focused on the enemies in front of me. Milady: Don't worry about it. Gale often looked out for me like this, too. If we can survive by helping each other out, then that's fine by me. Zeiss: But I need to learn to defend myself on my own... Milady: You're still inexperienced. It's all right. I'll watch your back until you're strong enough. Zeiss: ...Thanks. *Milady leaves* Zeiss: But no... I can't accept that. I must become strong enough to protect her, too...! [spoiler=Support B]Milady: Zeiss! Slow down! You have to be more careful! Zeiss: I got him! Milady: ...Don't rush like that! You were lucky you defeated him... Zeiss: Yeah, well... The point is I beat him. It's all right, Milady. I was fine. Milady: But who can say that you'll be so lucky next time?! Zeiss: ...It wasn't luck. Milady: Zeiss... Just listen to your older 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 you can't even rely on me? Milady: Zeiss, I'm not saying that. Stop being a child. Zeiss: Then...stop treating me like one! *leaves* Milady: Zeiss! ...Why...? [spoiler=Support A]Milady: That's it! Zeiss *shows up to protect Milady from the front* Milady! Milady: !! *Zeiss and Milady regroup elsewhere* Milady: Zeiss! What were you thinking, taking a blow for me like that?! Zeiss: ...Even you forget to pay attention to the enemies around you sometimes. Are you all right? Milady: I'm fine... What about you, Zeiss? Aren't you hurt? Zeiss: It's just a scratch. Milady, your arm is bleeding... Hang on, I'll go get some vulneraries... Milady: Zeiss! Zeiss: Yeah? Milady: ...Thanks for saving me. Zeiss: You don't need to thank me. *leaves* Milady: ...Little Zeiss, coming to my rescue? He's matured so quickly... It's no wonder he got angry when I treated him like a child. Elen [spoiler=Support C]Elen: Madam Milady, are you unhurt? Milady: Yes, Elen, I'm fine. Elen: Oh, if you're going up front, please take these vulneraries... Milady: Elen, what's the matter? Elen: I'm sorry? Milady: You seem to be more...concerned than usual. Elen: I-I don't think so. Milady: If you have something to say, then I will listen. Elen: ...... Milady: Well, I can't force you... But as we both serve Princess Guinivere, I would appreciate if you voiced any concerns. Elen: I-I'm sorry... Milady: Ah, well, I suppose I can wait until you're ready. *leaves* Elen: I'm sorry...Madam Milady... [spoiler=Support B]Elen: Madam Milady! About before... Milady: Before? Elen: You said that I seemed concerned... Milady: Oh, that. Are you ready to tell me what's on your mind? Elen: Yes. Uh... It's just that... I wanted to apologize. Milady: Apologize? For what? Elen: When the princess and I left to meet with the Lycian lords, I didn't consult you at all. Milady: ...... Elen: I wanted to apologize for that... I know you have nothing but loyalty for Princess Guinivere, yet I... Milady: You just followed Princess Guinivere's orders, as is your duty. You have nothing to apologize for. Elen: But... Milady: 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... [spoiler=Support A]Milady: 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. Milady: 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. Milady: Elen, I told you not to doubt your actions. Elen: I know... Milady: I'm actually grateful you didn't tell me when you left with the princess. Elen: Grateful...? You are? Milady: Of course. You kept Princess Guinivere safe without me. Elen: Madam Milady... Milady: 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. Lugh [spoiler=Support C]Milady: Whew... Sorry to work you so hard, Triffinne... Good girl. Lugh: *approaches Milady* Wow! A wyvern! Wow, it's so big! Is this wyvern yours? Will it get angry if I touch it? Milady: 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? Milady: Yes, I am. Lugh: Really?! I thought only Bern had wyvern riders! Milady: ! 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... Milady: ...... Lugh: Oh... I better get going. See you later! Thanks for letting me pet your wyvern. Milady: Yes... See you... [spoiler=Support B]Lugh: Hello! Can I give this to your wyvern? Milady: ...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? Milady: You love them, don't you, Triffinne? Thank you. Lugh: She's called Triffinne? Can I call her that, too? Milady: Of course. Lugh: Here you go, Triffinne. Eat up. Good, aren't they? Milady: ...What is your name? Lugh: Me? I'm Lugh from Lycia. What's your name? Where are you from? Milady: I'm Milady. ...I come from Bern. Lugh: !!! ...You're joking, right? Milady: I'm sorry. I couldn't get myself to say it sooner... Lugh: ...... *leaves* Milady: Wait! Lugh! ...I know it was inevitable, but still... I'm sorry, Triffinne. Just when you had made a little friend... [spoiler=Support A]Lugh: Hello, Madam Milady. Milady: Lugh! Lugh: ...I'm sorry I ran off like that before. Milady: 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? Milady: 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 and one 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... We all hated Bern. Bern was responsible for everything... Bern killed Poppa... I just wanted Bern to disappear. Milady: ...... 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? Milady: 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 Milady. Yoder [spoiler=Support C]Yoder: Hm... So this is a wyvern. Milady: You are...Father Yoder of the St. Elimine Church. Yoder: Yes, it's a pleasure to finally meet you, Madam Milady. She is so passive... I imagined wyverns to be more ferocious creatures. Milady: Triffinne will spread her wings and bare her fangs at my command. However, that is only because of her training by the Bern Army. ...Perhaps she wishes not to fight at all. Yoder: Perhaps not... Milady: Triffinne and I have trained together ever since we were both young. We trained hard to be proud warriors in service to our country. Yoder: ...... Milady: I... I don't regret leaving Bern with Princess Guinivere. But Bern is still my home... It is painful to fight against my former allies. Yoder: ...I can only imagine. Milady: But I must get used to it. For Princess Guinivere...and for my country. [spoiler=Support B]Milady: ...... Yoder: Is something wrong, Madam Milady? Milady: No... It's just that my home is in this area. Yoder: Ah... Do you have family here? Milady: My grandfather and my parents. My father and his father used to tell stories of battles they fought in. How elated they were when my brother and I were knighted as well... I wonder what they're doing now... Yoder: ...Madam Milady... Your path has been a difficult one indeed. Forgive me. I have little to offer you. Milady: Don't be... Simply your ear is more helpful than you may realize... I needed someone like you to listen to me. Yoder: I will be more than happy to listen to anything you have to say. Don't forget, Madam Milady... You are not alone. Milady: Thank you, Father Yoder... [spoiler=Support A]Milady: Father Yoder, I must thank you for helping me. I no longer feel alienated in this army... Yoder: Of course... It is my pleasure. Triffinne, your master is a very kind-hearted person. Milady: I've put her through a lot of difficulty. I'm sure she never wanted to turn her back on Bern... I dragged her along with me... Yoder: Do you really think so? Milady: ...? Yoder: I hear that Bern's training instills absolute loyalty in its troops. Both in the knights, and in the mounts. Milady: Yes, definitely. Yoder: If that is so, why do you think Triffinne follows you against Bern? Milady: I'm not... Yoder: There are other wyvern riders of Bern in the enemy ranks we fight. There are even generals and important commanders. If this wyvern only follows the army's commands, she would not have stayed. Milady: Yes, you're right... Yoder: Do you understand what that means? This wyvern has a will of her own. She chose to be with you. Just as you chose to be with Princess Guinivere. Milady: ...She has a will of her own... Yoder: You are blessed, Madam Milady. You have a close friend at your side. I dare say you don't even need me. Milady: Yes, I think you're right... Thank you... Treck [spoiler=Support C]Milady: You must be one of Ilia's mercenary knights. Treck: Yeah... I'm Treck. Milady: I am Milady. Pleased to meet you. Treck: You're... Milady: Yes... I am a wyvern rider from Bern, as you can probably tell. Treck: Oh, I see. Milady: How...how do you feel about fighting alongside a knight from Bern? Treck: Well... Whatever. Milady: Wh...whatever? Treck: It's not like people from Bern have seven ears or anything. Milady: ...... Well, no, I have only two. Treck: Exactly. We're all brothers and sisters. Milady: Do...you think so? Treck: Uh-huh. [spoiler=Support B]Treck: Ahh... That hurt. Milady: Is something wrong, Sir Treck? Treck: Hm? Oh, what's your name again...? Milady: Milady. Is something wrong? Treck: Well... I was just sitting here watching you fight. Milady: You were watching me fight? Treck: Yeah... My neck hurts now. Milady: I...see. Treck: Yeah. And I was kinda thinking... Do you have any loved ones in Bern? Like family or a lover or something? Milady: ...N-no, I'm all alone. I live for Princess Guinivere... Treck: Oh, OK. Yeah, that figures. I'm usually wrong. Milady: ...... Treck: Oh well, guess I hurt my neck for nothing. [spoiler=Support A]Treck: Oh, what's your name again...? Milady: ...Milady. Do you always forget people's names? Treck: It's my hobby. Milady: ...... You are an odd individual, Sir Treck. Treck: 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. Milady: Oh? Like what? Treck: Well, the other day I dreamed I was a horse. Milady: ...A horse. Treck: 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. Milady: ...Thank you, Sir Treck. Treck: Huh? Milady: I feel a little better now. Treck: Really? Why's that? Ah, the most obvious of Minerva expies... Doesn't stop her from being an amazing unit, though.
  5. CATH Geese [spoiler=Support C]Cath: Hey, you're a pirate, right? Geese: Uh, yeah... I guess. That was your first thought, huh? Man... Cath: Something wrong? Geese: I used to be a seafaring merchant. Cath: Really? You must've made a lot of money, then. Lucky you. Us poor folk gotta keep breaking our backs, I guess... See ya. Geese: Wait. Cath: Huh? Geese: What's my bag doing in your hand? Cath: ...... S-some eye you've got. Geese: Gee, thanks. Now give it back. Cath: Fine... But there's no treasure I can't steal! Be on your guard, for you never know when I'll strike! [spoiler=Support B]Cath: Hey, Geese... Geese: You again? Cath: Oh, Geese...I can't keep it hidden any longer... Geese: ...... Cath: I'm madly in love with you! Please hold me... Geese: ...Hey. Cath: Uh, yeah? Geese: Were you hit with a berserk staff or something? Cath: What? Geese: You're a lousy actor. Why are you even trying? Cath: What?! You saw through my seduction skills?! I should have given you more credit! Geese: Gee, thanks. But I'm not really the lovey-dovey type. That won't work on me. You'll need to think of another way to rob me. Cath: I-I knew that! This was just a test! But next time's for real. You won't know what hit ya! Your stuff is mine! Geese: Sure it is. Good luck with that. [spoiler=Support A]Cath: Geese! Geese: Yeah? Cath: Does this look familiar? Geese: Hey, that's my... Cath: Heh heh! 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 is this?! It's nothing but worthless junk! Geese: It's not junk. Maps, compasses... It's sailing equipment. Cath: But what about treasure?! Where's your treasure?! Geese: Ha ha ha, I never had any treasure! I'm broke. Drowning in debt, to tell the truth. I've got nothing worth stealing! Cath: Grr... Wipe that smile off your face! Being broke is nothing to be proud of! Geese: It's OK. I've got a dream. I'm gonna go back to being a trader and hit the jackpot. You'll see. My ship'll be so full of riches it'll barely stay afloat. Maybe then you'll have something to steal! Cath: ...... Did...did I lose? Are you a big shot? ...Or just an idiot? Chad [spoiler=Support C]Cath: *runs up to Chad* Hey. Chad: Whoa! Who are you? Cath: You've got talent. Chad: OK, 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! [spoiler=Support 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! [spoiler=Support 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. *leaves* Cath: What? Wait a minute! I'm Cath, Master Thief! You should be honored! Come back here! Garret [spoiler=Support C]Cath: Hey, you. Garret: Yeah? Cath: You... You're a bandit. Garret: Hrngh? Yeah, I am. And you... You're a thief? Hey, do thieves make decent-- Cath: Shut up! Stay away from me! Garret: What?! Cath: I hate bandits! I wanna rip my eyes out whenever I see them! Garret: Oh yeah? D'you think I care? Is that all you wanted to say? You must be bored outta your mind. Cath: ...... *leaves* Garret: ...Huh. What was that all about? [spoiler=Support B]Garret: Hm? Cath: ...Oh. Garret: Ugh. You again? Cath: Oh, great. A bandit. My day is ruined now. Garret: Heh. Like you're any different from me. You steal too. You ain't got any right to criticize me. Cath: Hah, I only steal from the rich. Garret: Oh, so we're playin' the good thief, are we? That doesn't justify-- Cath: Maybe not. I steal. There's no denying that. But...I'd never, ever burn down a village or hurt innocent people. Garret: ...... ...I... I'm sorry. *leaves* [spoiler=Support A]Garret: Hm? Cath: ...Oh. Garret: ...... Cath: You again? Urgh. Garret: Hey, wait. Cath: What do you want?! Garret: ...... I'm a bandit. You're right. I've plundered villages and hurt innocent people. But...lemme say just one thing. Cath: What could you possibly--? Garret: I...I hate bandits, too... And I hate myself for livin' like one. That's all. Cath: ...... ...Maybe you're not such a bad guy after all. Hugh [spoiler=Support C]Hugh: One, two three [sic]... Yup, that's all of it. Looks like I can trust Roy to give me a steady paycheck. Time to show my worth... Cath: *approaches Hugh* Hey! Hugh: Wh-what the? [sic] Cath: Where'd you get all that money? Are you a thief, too? Hugh: Do I look like a thief to you? This is what they paid me when I joined. Cath: What?! That's not fair! I've been working for nothing all this time! Hugh: Well, I guess you're not good enough to get paid. You've got to show your worth if you want cash. Cath: ...Hmm... Sounds like a challenge! I'll show you how great of a thief I am. I'll steal that money from right under your nose! *leaves* Hugh: Wait, what?! Fine! Let's see you try! [spoiler=Support B]Cath: Hey, Hugh! Hugh: ...! Cath: What are you getting all nervous about? I'm just trying to be friendly here. Do you really think I'd try to rob you in a place like this? Hugh: I don't trust you! I'm gonna be on my guard whenever you're around. Cath: Hah, you're so petty. You're getting all worked up over a couple thousand gold? Hugh: W-well, it's my money! Cath: OK, I guess there's no getting past you when you're super alert like that. You win for now. Hugh: Good! Give it up and go! Cath: All right. But remember, Hugh! I'll be back! Hugh: ...... [spoiler=Support A]Hugh: You again?! Get away from me. I'm not giving you my money. Cath: Are you still on about that? Talk about obsessive! Hugh: Then stop trying to take it! I mean, you're a thief. Don't you already have bags of money somewhere? Cath: No. Why would I? Hugh: Yeah, right! I see you running around looting chests all the time! Cath: I give it all to the poor. I'm the Master Thief. I have my dignity. I never keep a single coin of the money I steal. Hugh: Then...are you going to give my money to the poor as well? Cath: Of course. Hugh: ...... Then hey... You can have maybe a hundred... No... I can give you around half of this money... Cath: ...No. I'm the Master Thief. I have my dignity. I don't take charity. 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?! Wh...what the heck?! When did you switch my...? *Cath leaves* Hugh: Cath! Wait! Just wait a minute, please! * *Note: This sentence is formatted like it's for a small dialogue bubble. Bartre [spoiler=Support C]Bartre: Hm? Who are you? Cath: My name's Cath! You're Bartre, right? Do you mind if we talk for a bit? Bartre: Sure, I don't see why not. Cath: Thanks. You look a lot like my father, actually. Bartre: I do? Cath: Yeah. He's nothing like you, though. He's a disgusting coward. Bartre: No, that's not like me at all. Cath: Talking with you reminds me of him. Bartre, do you think you can hug me like my father used to do? Bartre: Of course. Like this? Cath: Yes, that's it, Bartre. Thank you. Bartre: Any time. *they go their separate ways* Cath: *returns* Heh... What an idiot. Just like my father. [spoiler=Support B]Cath: ...Bartre. Here. Bartre: Hm...? This is my axe. Cath: Yeah. And you see all this other stuff? It's yours. I stole it from you. Bartre: Well, I'll be darned... Cath: Yup, I'm a thief. I trick people so I can steal their stuff. Well? You gonna yell at me? Bartre: ...Cath. Why are you telling me this? You could have gotten away with it. Cath: ...I don't know. I don't even know why I stole 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 hate my father. He's such a coward... I hate his guts. [spoiler=Support A]Cath: ...My 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 listened... I mean, who would? They were our homes. The soldiers got impatient and drew their weapons... That's when one of the villagers took a torch and lit everything on fire. That villager...was my father. Bartre: ...... Cath: All of our houses and crops were burned to the ground... My father did nothing but stand there and watch... I've hated him ever since. I swore to myself that I would never mindlessly bow to power like him. That's why I... Bartre: Cath... You're wrong. Cath: What? Bartre: No one would burn their own village down by choice. Your father...had something he felt 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 forced himself to burn his home and crops, all to protect something more important. He was protecting you. Cath: ...... ...Ha... Not likely. He's just a coward. He's nothing like you. But...maybe it's better to think he was protecting me... It's now time to leave Chapter 12 and the Western Isles behind!
  6. RAIGH Lugh [spoiler=Support 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 extra 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. *leaves, but soon returns* 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. *leaves again* Raigh: Well, they'd be right. ...But whatever. My dear brother is as naive as ever. [spoiler=Support 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 the gods for letting me see you again! *leaves* Raigh: Uh... Bye, I guess? ...Sigh... Why is he like that? [spoiler=Support 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. Chad [spoiler=Support 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. *leaves* Raigh: ...... [spoiler=Support 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 worried for a second. Raigh: ...Fine! I'm leaving! Chad: Hey! What's your problem? [spoiler=Support 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! *leaves* Chad: Hah, there's no need to be embarrassed... Hey! Wait! You're actually leaving?! Hugh [spoiler=Support C]Hugh: Hey! Raigh: Oh. Hugh: There you are! I never thought I’d see you here. I’ve been looking for you! Raigh: ...Well, I sure wasn’t looking for you. Hugh: You took advantage of my kindness... Brats like you are why I hate kids. Now give me back my Nosferatu tome. 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 to give it back some day. Hugh: Y-you little thief... I lent it to you because you said you wanted to see it. I didn’t expect you to run off with it! Raigh: Look, like I said, I’m borrowing it, not stealing it. Hugh: Then when are you going to return it? Raigh: Let’s see... I suppose I could give it back after I use it 20 times. Hugh: You better keep your word! Raigh: Of course. *leaves* Hugh: ...Oh well, I guess I just gotta be patient... Hey, wait a minute! It’ll be all used up after 20 times! [spoiler=Support B]Hugh: Hey. Raigh: Oh. Hugh: I’m not letting you go this time! Give me back that Nosferatu tome now! Raigh: ...Sorry, but I can’t. Hugh: Why not?! Raigh: You’re a mage. What’s the point in you having a Nosferatu tome anyway? Hugh: Ergh... That’s not the point... Raigh: This powerful tome would be a waste in your hands. It would be your fault if we lost the battle without it. Hugh: Er... F-fine, I’ll let you have it for now. But I want it back with interest, you hear?! *leaves* Raigh: ...Heh, what an idiot. So gullible. I can’t even comprehend such bumbling foolery. Hugh: *returns* ...Hey. Raigh: ...Uh-oh... *leaves* Hugh: You little...! Give it back to me now! [spoiler=Support 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. It’s a fair trade for the spell tome. Hugh: Nope. I can’t accept this! Raigh: Why not? You can sell the gem to buy another Nosferatu tome. Hugh: This isn’t about money. It’s about pride. ...Let’s see... I want to hear an apology. Then you can have the spell tome for free. Raigh: Hah... How can someone be so stubborn about something so stupid? Hugh: Hey, look at you. All you have to do is say you’re sorry. Raigh: I won’t do it. I’ve paid you back with the gemstone. Hugh: Well, I’m not taking it. You owe me until you apologize! Raigh: ...... Hugh: ...... Raigh: ...Hmph... Adults. Hugh: ...Hmph... Kids. Niime [spoiler=Support C]Niime: Hm... Raigh: ...What? Niime: I see you use dark magic. Although you appear to be a beginner. Raigh: ...Look, old lady. I’m busy. I don’t have time for geriatrics like you. Niime: Come now, there’s no need to be so impatient. Studying by yourself won’t get you anywhere, anyway. Raigh: ?! How did you know I study on my own...? Niime: ...I haven’t lived this long for nothing, boy. I know the darkness much better than you do. Raigh: Who... Who are you? Niime: My name is Niime. Remember it... [spoiler=Support B]Niime: Ah, it’s that impetuous little chap again. Raigh: ...... You... You’re the Mountain Hermit. The master of darkness. Niime: I’m more famous than I realized. What do you want? Raigh: ...I...I want you to teach me dark magic. Teach me everything! Niime: Hm... Is that how you ask for a favor, boy? Raigh: ...I can change my tone if it’s not to your liking. If you want me to grovel, I will. Just please, teach me your dark magic! Niime: ...... You’re amusing... ...All right, try reading this to start. Raigh: ...What...is this...? Niime: You don’t know? It’s archaic writing used in the oldest spell tomes. Raigh: What...? The ancient scrolls I know aren’t written like this... Niime: Can you understand now how deep dark magic is? You can have that. Good luck reading it. *leaves* Raigh: Hmph... Piece of cake... [spoiler=Support A]Niime: Well? How are your studies going? Raigh: ...... Niime: Hm... Don’t even have the time to talk, do you? You’re a rude one, and you lack respect for your elders. But you do seem to be serious about learning dark magic. Why do you seek the power of darkness, boy? Raigh: ...I don’t have any grandiose reason or anything. I use dark magic for my own purposes. I want to protect those I hold dear and destroy all who oppose me. That’s the power I seek. Niime: This power... It’s not to be taken lightly. It can turn the whole planet upside down if used incorrectly. Raigh: Heh... So? I don’t mind blowing up a planet or two if I have to. Niime: ...Good. Well said, lad. Now come... Come into the depths of darkness... You can start by mastering that book I gave you. Raigh: ...... ...ank you... Niime: Hm? What was that? Raigh: ...Nothing. Sophia [spoiler=Support C]Raigh: Hey, you there! Sophia: ...... Raigh: Hey! Are you deaf or are you just ignoring me?! Sophia: ...Uh... ...Me? Raigh: Is there anyone else here? You’re a real idiot, aren’t you? Sophia: ...... Raigh: Anyway, I heard you use elder magic. Is that true? Sophia: ...... Raigh: Let me see that spell tome. I’ve never see-- *flinches in pain* Ouch! What the...?! Did you just hit me? Sophia: ...Don’t...touch me...please... Raigh: You’ve got guts, I’ll give you that. Sophia: ...... Raigh: Whatever. You win. But you better show me that spell tome next time! *leaves* Sophia: ...... [spoiler=Support B]Sophia: *approaches Raigh* ...... Raigh: Whoa! Y-you again?! I didn’t even notice you... S-so what do you want?! Come to hit me again? Sophia: ...Here... Raigh: This dark tome! Some say it exists only in legend... Sophia: ...Yes... ...You’re well-learned... Raigh: Of course I am! I’ve been searching for this for so long! So this is it... Wow...I can feel it’s [sic] power...! Sophia: ...Do you want it...? Raigh: I can have it?! Are...are you sure? Can’t you use it? Why give it to me? Sophia: ...... *leaves* Raigh: Hey, wait! Hey! [spoiler=Support A]Raigh: Hey, you over there! You! With the long hair dragging on the ground! Sophia: ...... Raigh: I’m giving this tome back to you. Sophia: ...What? ...Why...? Raigh: I don’t want charity. I’m not a beggar. Sophia: ...Even so...I want you...to have it... Raigh: What? Why? Sophia: ...Because...you are a good person... Raigh: Huh? Sophia: ...You always act tough... ...But...you have a kind heart...so...you deserve it... Raigh: I have a kind heart?! You’re the first person other than my brother I’ve heard say that. Sophia: ...I know you...better than you know yourself... Raigh: ...Don’t talk like that. It’s creepy. Sophia: ...... Raigh: Well, it doesn’t bother me, though. Sophia: ...Thank you... Raigh: ...What’s your name? I’m Raigh. Sophia: ...Raigh... My name...is Sophia...
  7. You and me both. Definitely gives the impression that Roy and his ladies are the only good guys in Elibe who aren't afraid of commitment... Either that or the previous generation was very cavalier with their social lives... BARTRE Fir [spoiler=Support C]Bartre: Fiiirrr! Where are you? Fiiirrr! Fiiirrr! Fir: *approaches Bartre* 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-on, [sic] 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. *leaves* Bartre: Hrmm... Be careful, my daughter. [spoiler=Support B]Bartre: Fiiirrr! Fiiirrr! Where are you, my daughter? Fir: *approaches Bartre* 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... *leaves* Bartre: Hrmm... Take care of yourself, my daughter. [spoiler=Support A]Bartre: Fiiirrr! Fiii-- Fir: *approaches Bartre* 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 anyway [sic] 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! Karel [spoiler=Support C]Bartre: I...I'm so sorry about Karla. I just wish it could have been me instead of her. Karel: Honestly, my sister's health was never particularly good. I'm just glad she lived as long as she did. Bartre: I'm sorry... Karel: The one thing I am concerned about is Fir. She lost her mother at such a young age... Bartre: Yes... Maybe... Maybe the reason she left to train was to get her mind off her mother's death. Karel: She left to train? Is Fir traveling across Elibe? Bartre: That she is. She said she wanted to become a great swordmaster like her mother. Karel: Is that so... [spoiler=Support B]Bartre: ...... Karel: Bartre... What's the matter? Bartre: Ah, Karel. ...I was just thinking about Karla. Karel: Again? Bartre: Yes, always. I first met her in my travels around the world, when I was training. I remember it like it was yesterday... We first met at that arena. Her sword...I couldn't even see it. ...I suffered defeat for the first time in my life. Karel: ...In our family, the sword was everything. We were raised by the sword, and it was all we knew. The sword was so central to our lives...that it blinded us to our own humanity. Bartre: Each time I lost, I challenged her to a rematch. And then, the third time we fought, I somehow evaded her first strike. I was knocked unconscious by her second strike, though... But when I woke up...there she was. It was the first time I'd seen her smile. After that, we traveled together, training ourselves to be ever stronger. I was never able to defeat her. Karel: I didn't see my sister smile very often... She must have been very fond of you. Bartre: Do you think so...? [spoiler=Support A]Bartre: ...After she fell sick, Karla told 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 in her time in this world. Bartre: That was around the time that I first met you as well... You resembled Karla when I first met her. You were inhumanly strong... Dangerous and quiet. Karel: ...That sounds like me. I remember leaving the two of you without a word. You must have thought me a terrible brother. Bartre: No, not at all. As she lay dying, Karla told me about her childhood with you... She would tell me so many stories, all with a smile on her face. Karel: ...... ...Is that so... Gonzales [spoiler=Support C]Bartre: So...you're Gonzales. I hear you've been quite a nuisance in the Isles. Gonzales: Uh... Bartre: What do you fight for? Gonzales: I...I want fight with everyone. But...I useless. I become strong, everyone like me. Become strong. Bartre: I see... Very well. I'll train you. First, I want you to hit me as hard as you can. Gonzales: Hit? I can't... Hurt you... Bartre: Oh yeah...? Take this! *advances to attack Gonzales* Gonzales: Ugh. *is knocked away, but returns* Wh-why you hit me? Bartre: You think your puny fists can hurt ME?! Now hit me! Gonzales: O-OK... Raaah! *advances to attack Bartre* Bartre: Oof... *another Bartre appears a little further back* * Yeah... You're pretty strong. But it's my turn now! Brace yourself! *Note: This actually does happen, but I assume he really should be knocked offscreen and reappear like Gonzales did. [spoiler=Support B]Bartre: Gonzales. Are you keeping up with your training? Gonzales: Look, look. I find this. I have money. Bartre: So you do. What of it? Gonzales: I become strong. I buy armor. I not get hurt. Bartre: Oh yeah...? Take this! *advances to attack Gonzales* Gonzales: Ugh. *is knocked away* Bartre: Offense is everything! If you beat your enemy in a single hit, he won't even have a chance to hit back! Only puny worms wear armor! Gonzales: *returns* O-OK... I wrong. I beat enemy in one hit. I buy strong axe. Bartre: Oh yeah...? Take this! *attacks Gonzales again* Gonzales: Egh. *is knocked away again* Bartre: You think that a good weapon makes you strong? A true warrior fights with the raw strength of his muscles! Don't waste your time buying weapons! Build your muscles! Build them up so big that you can crumble walls with a rusty iron axe! Gonzales: *returns again* O-OK... [spoiler=Support A]Bartre: Ah, Gonzales. Gonzales: I... Bartre: You needn't say anything, Gonzales. I can tell by looking in your eyes. You've become strong. You've come a long way from the little weakling you were when we first met. Gonzales: I...I... Bartre: I know what you're going to say, Gonzales. And you're welcome. It was my pleasure. Gonzales: I... Bartre: But you still have a long way to go. The path to true warriorhood is hard and neverending [sic]. Now come, Gonzales. Let us train until we can tear down the very sky above! Gonzales: I... Zeiss [spoiler=Support C]Bartre: Hmm... So this is a wyvern. It has a face only a mother could love. Zeiss: You are...Bartre? Bartre: That I am. Young man, do you mind if I touch this creature? Zeiss: Well, maybe now's not the best time... Bartre: Hm...? Hmm?! Why you... You want a fight, do you?! Zeiss: Rubley, down! Bartre: ...... Zeiss: I'm sorry, he's been a little tense since training earlier... Are you hurt? Bartre: No, I'm fine. Say, young man, you have quite some talent. You've managed to tame this beast at your young age. Zeiss: No, any wyvern rider can do that much... Bartre: Have some pride. You have talent. Ah, yes, you said you were training earlier? Zeiss: Yes, I've been trying to get some speed in our offense. Bartre: You're already a powerful wyvern rider, yet you seek even more strength. Now that's a real man. I wish you luck. [spoiler=Support B]Bartre: Ah, young man. Have you been continuing your training? Zeiss: Yes, of course. Bartre: Very good. Men must be strong in body. Men are getting softer and softer as time passes. Why, in battle I see grown men lagging behind little girls! It's disgraceful. Zeiss: Er, yes... We all must become stronger. Bartre: Yes, we think alike it seems... My daughter left home recently. I've been wondering if perhaps I didn't discipline her enough... It's been bothering me for several days now. Zeiss: I, uh... I'm sorry to hear that. Bartre: Ah, it's good to talk with someone full of such insight! [spoiler=Support A]Bartre: Zeiss. Zeiss: Yes? Bartre: We get along well. I feel I am at my strongest when I fight beside you. Zeiss: Yes, when you're nearby I feel I have nothing to fear. It's like...an unstoppable force is protecting me. Bartre: 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. Feel free to tell me anything. Is that clear, my son? Zeiss: Uh, yeah... Thank you, I think. Cath [spoiler=Support C]Bartre: Hm? Who are you? Cath: My name's Cath! You're Bartre, right? Do you mind if we talk for a bit? Bartre: Sure, I don't see why not. Cath: Thanks. You look a lot like my father, actually. Bartre: I do? Cath: Yeah. He's nothing like you, though. He's a disgusting coward. Bartre: No, that's not like me at all. Cath: Talking with you reminds me of him. Bartre, do you think you can hug me like my father used to do? Bartre: Of course. Like this? Cath: Yes, that's it, Bartre. Thank you. Bartre: Any time. *they go their separate ways* Cath: *returns* Heh... What an idiot. Just like my father. [spoiler=Support B]Cath: ...Bartre. Here. Bartre: Hm...? This is my axe. Cath: Yeah. And you see all this other stuff? It's yours. I stole it from you. Bartre: Well, I'll be darned... Cath: Yup, I'm a thief. I trick people so I can steal their stuff. Well? You gonna yell at me? Bartre: ...Cath. Why are you telling me this? You could have gotten away with it. Cath: ...I don't know. I don't even know why I stole 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 hate my father. He's such a coward... I hate his guts. [spoiler=Support A]Cath: ...My 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 listened... I mean, who would? They were our homes. The soldiers got impatient and drew their weapons... That's when one of the villagers took a torch and lit everything on fire. That villager...was my father. Bartre: ...... Cath: All of our houses and crops were burned to the ground... My father did nothing but stand there and watch... I've hated him ever since. I swore to myself that I would never mindlessly bow to power like him. That's why I... Bartre: Cath... You're wrong. Cath: What? Bartre: No one would burn their own village down by choice. Your father...had something he felt 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 forced himself to burn his home and crops, all to protect something more important. He was protecting you. Cath: ...... ...Ha... Not likely. He's just a coward. He's nothing like you. But...maybe it's better to think he was protecting me... With Chapter 11B behind us now, we're done with the branching issue for the time being. also there is so much manliness in this post you have no idea a lone haven in a sea of action girls
  8. ELPHIN Perceval [spoiler=Support C]Elphin: Lord Perceval, if I may have a moment of your time... Perceval: Your Highness...! You need not address me with a title... Elphin: Hush! We can never know where enemies may be hiding. Here, I am but a simple bard. Understood? Perceval: Yes, fully. ...What is it that you need, Elphin? Elphin: Prince Myrddin of Etruria passed away last year. I'm curious about how the court has been acting since then. Perceval: ...Very well. I will tell you what I know. After Prince Myrddin passed away... [spoiler=Support B]Perceval: My Pr--I mean, Elphin. Elphin: What is it, Lord Perceval? Perceval: Your father is still alive. Have you seen him recently? Elphin: No, I have not seen him in over a year. Perceval: Have you no intention of seeing him at all? Elphin: Not until this war ends. Perceval: Why? Your father mourns for you, thinking you long dead. Elphin: If I let my father know of my safety, other people will find out as well. My father may be happy for a brief moment, but he would soon suffer the grief of losing me again. Perceval: ...... Elphin: I must eliminate the cause of that grief. Only then will I go to see my father. [spoiler=Support A]Perceval: Elphin. You were talking about songs for your future travels... Elphin: The songs about the state of Etruria since the passing of the prince? Perceval: Yes, those. Will you sing them all across the continent when the war ends? Elphin: That is my intention, yes. I travel not only to sing, but to learn as well. Perceval: ...Will you be visiting the Etrurian palace? Elphin: Yes, of course I will. I expect my stay in Etruria to be the longest of all. Perceval: And where will you go after you visit the palace? Elphin: Nowhere... I intend to stay and sing for the Kingdom of Etruria until my death. Perceval: ...Have I your word? Elphin: I swear on my honor. Fae [spoiler=Support C]Fae: ...... Elphin: Hm? ...Do you need something? Fae: Uh! Ummm... What's that thing? It makes pretty noises. Elphin: This is a harp. Do you like how it sounds? Fae: Yeah! I like it a lot! Also...what's your name? Elphin: I am Elphin, my dear. Fae: Alph...? Elphin: Elphin. Fae: Elphin! Elphin: That's right. Fae: I like your hair, too, Elphin! It's pretty in the wind and it shines like gold in the light! I like pretty things like that! Elphin: I am honored. Thank you. Fae: Can I come and see you again? Elphin: Of course. Any time. [spoiler=Support B]Fae: Elphin! Elphin: Ah, the little lady from earlier. Hello. Fae: ...My name's not Thelitlady! Elphin: Oh, pardon me. May I call you Miss Fae? Fae: My name's not Misfae either! It's Fae! Elphin: As you wish, Fae. Fae... A unique name. Is it your full name? Fae: No, my real name is reeeeally long. And they say it's a sound humans can't hear. Fae's the only part that you can. Elphin: Interesting. Fae: But maybe you could hear it, Elphin! You make so many pretty sounds, maybe you could hear my real name! Elphin: Why don't you try telling it to me some time? Fae: OK! [spoiler=Support A]Fae: Elphin? Elphin: Yes? What is it, Fae? Fae: I always wanted to ask you something. Elphin: What is it? I hope I can give you an answer. Fae: Ummmm... Are you a boy or a girl? Elphin: ...Which do you think? Fae: I thought you were a girl at first ‘cause you're pretty and smell nice! But the other day Roy called you "he". Are you a boy? Elphin: Yes, I am. ...Are you disappointed? Fae: Nope! ...Sooo, you're a boy... Hee hee... Elphin: Hm? What's the matter? Fae: I'll be as pretty as you when I grow up. So wait for then, OK? Promise! *leaves* Elphin: Fae! Wait! ...I sincerely doubt I will still be alive by the time she grows up... But I suppose I should let it go for now. Douglas [spoiler=Support C]Douglas: Prince Myrddin...! What's wrong?! Your eyes... Elphin: That voice... Is that you, Douglas? Douglas: You cannot see, Your Highness? I thought your eyes had recovered... Elphin: I still go blind for a while sometimes... I will be fine once I rest. Douglas: ...I heard that the poison rendered you blind for several months... Forgive me, my prince... If only I had been on guard, you would never have suffered this fate... Elphin: ...I wonder how...my father is doing. Is he any better? Douglas: I regret to say that he is not, Your Highness. He does not know that you yet live. Elphin: ...... Douglas: But I am sure he will be rejuvenized once you return to the palace. He will recover...and so will our nation. [spoiler=Support B]Douglas: My prince, General Roy's tactics are upsetting the balance of power on the continent. Elphin: Yes... So it seems. Douglas: It will not be long before this army conquers the entirety of Elibe. I believe that will be the ideal time to announce your return to the throne... Elphin: Douglas... Regarding that matter. Douglas: Yes, Prince Myrddin? Elphin: I have hesitations about returning to Etruria... Douglas: What are you saying?! Everyone would be so delighted to see you safe... Elphin: Douglas. I learned much in my time with the resistance in the Western Isles. Too much, in fact. I witnessed innocents treated like animals under corrupt Etrurian lords. If not for the attempt on my life, I probably would never have known. Douglas: That is all the more reason to return. You can rid us of such atrocities... Elphin: I promise I will return to the palace someday. But for now... I want to be with the people. They need my protection. [spoiler=Support A]Douglas: Prince Myrddin... Elphin: Don't call me that... I am but a simple bard here. I am not your prince, and you are not my general. You can accept that for the time being, can't you? Douglas: ...If I must. In that case, I pledge my loyalty not as your general, but as a dear friend. Elphin: ...You are as unbending as ever. Douglas: My unwavering will is my strength. Elphin: ...This war will end soon. General Roy may be young, but he understands the people. He will lead the whole continent to a gilded age of peace. Douglas: Yes, I concur. Elphin: It's my duty to serve the people as well, however. I don't intend to lax in my own duties. Douglas: I shall be at your side no matter where you go. Klain [spoiler=Support C]Elphin: That was a rough battle, milord. Would you care to rest your tired heart? Klain: Oh, you're... You're the bard that's always with General Roy. Elphin: Yes, my name is Elphin. Klain: ...Elphin, you look just like... No... That's impossible. Forgive me. Never you mind. Elphin: ...I look just like someone you know... Is that it? Klain: Yes, but...it can't be. Elphin: I stand before you, telling you myself, yet you still do not believe me. Do my own vassals lack trust in me, Klain? Klain: Prince Myrddin! It is you! Oh...! It's such a joy to see you alive and well, Your Highness! Elphin: You seem to have grown while I was gone. Klain: Etruria has changed much in the year of your absence, Your Highness. Elphin: Yes, I know. I am sorry I put you through such trouble. Klain: I was stationed in the Western Isles so I wasn't affected too much. ...Amazing. You truly live... The Etrurian people will welcome your return with jubilation! Elphin: ...... [spoiler=Support B]Klain: Pr--I mean, Lord Elphin! There you are. Elphin: ...Commander Klain, can you spare a moment? Klain: Yes, what is it? Elphin: ...Lord. Klain: Lord? What do you mean? Elphin: ...You don't understand? Klain: ...... Have I...done something wrong? Elphin: ...Someone is coming. We shall continue this another day. Klain: ...? [spoiler=Support A]Elphin: ...We have some privacy here. Klain: Pr--Lord Elphin, you wished to speak with me? Is it about Etruria? Elphin: No. It is about what I said before. Klain: Oh... When you said "Lord"? I still don't understand. Elphin: Don't you think it strange for an Etrurian noble to call a simple bard "Lord"? Klain: Oh...! Yes, you're right! Forgive me. I shall call you Sir Elphin instead... Elphin: Just Elphin will do. Klain: No, that will not do! Even if you are in disguise, I cannot address my prince simply by name. Elphin: Hm... ...You haven't changed at all. Klain: Huh? Elphin: Do you remember how you used to come to the palace with your father? Klain: Yes... I spent much time there. Elphin: I had no siblings, so I found you so precius [sic] as a toddler. I was still young and foolish, so I told your father, "Your son shall be my brother. He is to live in the palace." Klain: You, the prince, said that? Elphin: Yes, I know now that it was ridiculous. Naturally, your father struggled to respond. And then you spoke up. Klain: I did...? Elphin: Yes. You said those same words. "No, that will not do." Klain: ...I don't remember. Elphin: "I will be your knight, so that will not do." Those were your exact words. You also told me to find someone else to be my brother. Klain: ...H-how impudent I was... I, uh... Forgive me, Your Highness... Elphin: Don't be absurd. I'm glad that you haven't changed. ...After I came back from the brink of death, the world seemed so different. It's relieving to see that some things are still the same. Klain: Prince Myrddin... Cecilia [spoiler=Support C]Cecilia: P...Prince Myrddin...? Elphin: ...... Cecilia: Your Highness! You're alive?! Elphin: ...You must have me mistaken for someone else. I am Elphin... A simple bard. Cecilia: But you...! No, it can't be... Elphin: Excuse me? Cecilia: Nothing... Elphin: ...Then I shall be off. * Cecilia: ...He... He looks just like him... ...He looks exactly like... *Note: It seems like he's supposed to leave here, but he doesn't. [spoiler=Support B]Cecilia: Elphin! Elphin: ...Can I help you, General Cecilia? Cecilia: Have you ever been to Etruria? Elphin: Not yet... I traveled through the Western Isles before I joined this army. Cecilia: Then do you know of the three Etrurian Generals? Elphin: ....Yes, I do. There is you, the Mage General, and then there are the Knight General and the Great General. Cecilia: You are very knowledgable [sic]. Elphin: It is my job as a bard to know such things. Cecilia: ...... You insist on continuing this farce, don't you? Then I have an idea. Elphin: ...... Cecilia: Show me your right shoulder that you are conveniently hiding with your hair. If you are but a simple bard as you say, then there won't be a scar from a magic attack. May I have a look...? Elphin: ...... ...Persistent, aren't you, Cecilia? Cecilia: It is you, Prince Myrddin! What happened? Why did you not tell me that you were alive? Elphin: ...I did not want you caught up in this. But now it seems you're involved as well. [spoiler=Support A]Cecilia: ...... Elphin: Cecilia... How much longer are you going to stay mad? Cecilia: I understand why you were hiding your identity from me, my prince. Elphin: Thank you, Cecilia. Cecilia: But Your Highness, you told General Douglas. Did you lack trust in me? Elphin: That's not why... Cecilia: I'll let it go for now, Your Highness. Though I expect an explanation after the war is over. Elphin: ...As intimidating as always. Cecilia: In this situation, yes. You have brought grief not just to me, but to your people as well. Please show our people that you live, Your Highness. Please... Elphin: Yes... I will, Cecilia.
  9. ECHIDNA Geese [spoiler=Support C]Echidna: Hey, you. Geese: Yeah? Echidna: You can sail a ship, right? I want to ask a favor of you. Geese: Of me? Echidna: Yeah. I'm planning on building a new village in the Western Isles. What I want is for you to use your ship to carry people there. I'll pay you well. Geese: ...My ship, huh? Echidna: What's the matter? You can sail one, can't you? Geese: ...Yeah, that's no problem. I was once the captain of a trading vessel. There's no ocean I haven't seen. Echidna: ...Then why did you become a pirate? Geese: I couldn't continue my trading business in this war. We had no choice, so my mates and I turned to piracy. Echidna: Uh-huh. Geese: But we were just seafarers at heart. We didn't like fighting or robbing or any of that stuff. But anyway, the first time we set sail as pirates, everyone started complaining of stomachaches and seasickness. They were all having second thoughts about the whole thing. Echidna: No gut for piracy, eh? I'm surprised you made it this far. Geese: Yeah, well, I sure wasn't doing it because I liked it... [spoiler=Support B]Geese: We may have turned to piracy, but we had no idea what we were doing. ...We figured we'd go for easy targets first. We picked a small trading ship for our first one. We took over the ship without much of a fight, but... Echidna: But what? Geese: There were no valuables. The captain of the ship told me he was in the same situation as us. He said that he was thinking of resorting to piracy to get by, too... Echidna: What did you do? Geese: We let them go. I couldn't rob them after hearing that. Echidna: A pirate with a heart of gold, eh? I can't imagine you made a good living. Geese: ...Yeah, I doubted myself a lot after that. But we kept with it and decided to go after a bigger ship next. We figured we could steal from the rich and keep a clean conscience. Not long after that, we were lucky and came across a large trading ship. Echidna: Yeah? Geese: We didn't have to hold back this time. We charged the ship... But when we got close, ballistae and archers flooded out from within. It was one of Bern's warships. Echidna: Yikes. Geese: They fired at us mercilessly and chased us for three days and nights. We got away somehow, but our ship was wrecked. We hadn't made any money, either. Some of the boys broke down and cried. Heck, even I felt like crying after that disaster. Echidna: I can't blame you. Geese: Well, like I said, I wasn't doing it because I liked it... [spoiler=Support A]Echidna: Hm? What's that? A map? Geese: It's the one treasure I've gotten as a pirate. I found it when we were battling another pirate crew. Echidna: I see. Geese: See the skull mark here? It means buried treasure. Echidna: Have you dug it up yet? Geese: Not yet. Once the war ends, I want to be a merchant again, but I have no money to get started. If this map is right, I can dig up the treasure and repair my ship. Echidna: ...... Geese: I have no money left. I even went into debt to feed my mates. If this map's a fake, then I'll have to let go of my ship forever. ...I can't help but feel a little scared when I think of that. Echidna: Sure. But no amount of worrying will get you that treasure. You have to take action. Geese: ...Yeah. You're right. Echidna: Even if that map's a fake, there are other treasures out there. Once you get your ship fixed up, you'll help us out by carrying the residents to the new village, right? I'm counting on you. Show me your ship sometime. Geese: You got it. I won't let you down. Lalum [spoiler=Support C]Lalum: Echidna! Echidna: Hey, Lalum. What do you need? Lalum: What's happening with the plan? Echidna: Plan? Lalum: You know, the plan to build that village. Echidna: Oh, that plan. I've been recruiting a lot of help. Do you want to help out, too? Lalum: Of course! What do you need me to do? Echidna: Dance, of course. Your dancing cheers everyone up. It makes people want to get up and get back to work. Lalum: Really? Hmm... I can cook, too. You know my special stamina-- Echidna: No, thank you. Lalum: W-what? Echidna: Ever since I founded the resistance, I've been eating your... Well, I don't know what it is, but it's certainly not "food". Lalum: Well, I never! I always work so hard on it... Echidna: Look, Lalum. Good cooks don't burn the house down when making a proper meal. Lalum: It wasn't a big loss considering how tasty it was. Echidna: The wails and moans of the resistance soldiers... I can still hear them echoing in my ears. Has Elphin ever eaten it? Lalum: Yeah, and he didn't even cry. Or say anything, for that matter. Echidna: ...... Lalum: See? Everyone else just has something wrong with their taste buds. My food was probably too high-class for them. Actually...Lord Roy would appreciate my culinary skills. Yes! I'm sorry, Echidna, but I'm going to prove you wrong. I'll make Lord Roy try my cooking! *leaves* Echidna: ...May Lord Roy rest in peace... [spoiler=Support B]Lalum: Oh, Echidna. Echidna: Lalum. Hey... You said you were going to give that stuff to Roy, but... Did you actually do it? Lalum: 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? Lalum: Hmph! I just wasn't doing too well that day! My father always says my cooking is delicious. Echidna: Don't feel bad. Even if your cooking stinks, your dancing is still the best around. I wish I could do what you do. Make people enjoy life, I mean. Lalum: ...You know, you're really selfless. Echidna: W-what? Lalum: You're always thinking about others. You're even building a village so that people can live in peace. Echidna: I... Lalum: You're like one of those heroes in a bard's epic! You appear, help the needy, and leave as suddenly as you came... You're mysterious too since you never talk about yourself. Echidna: Yeah... I don't. Lalum: I won't pry. I am curious, but I'm sure there's a good reason you don't talk about it. *Note: The dialogue advances without a button prompt here. [spoiler=Support A]Lalum: Hey, Echidna! Echidna: Yeah? Lalum: I just had a really great idea! Echidna: What is it? Lalum: Do you want to hear it? Echidna: Well, yeah. Lalum: Are you sure? Echidna: Yes, I'm positive. Come on. Let's hear it. Lalum: OK. I was thinking, when the village is done, let's make a statue. Echidna: What kind of statue? Lalum: A statue of you! It can have an engraving that says, "Here lies a great hero..." Or something like that. Echidna: Hold on there. I don't plan on dying yet. Lalum: Anyway, it's your village, so there has to be a statue of you somewhere. Try to come up with a good pose for it. *leaves* Echidna: She's an odd girl... But I guess I knew that already. Lalum: *returns* Oh, one more thing! Echidna: What? Lalum: Don't you go disappearing on us! We all love you. Don't you dare try and run off! *leaves again* Echidna: ...... Yeah... I won't, Lalum. Gonzales [spoiler=Support C]Echidna: Whoa. Gonzales: Uh? Echidna: Hey, what's your name? Gonzales: Gonzales. Echidna: Gonzales. You're huge. And look at your muscles. You must be able to pull trees right out of the ground. Gonzales: I...? Echidna: Hm, this is quite a find. There's no way that I'm letting you get away. Gonzales: Uh... What? ...... ...I get away now. Echidna: Hey, wait! [spoiler=Support B]Echidna: Oh. Gonzales: Uh... Echidna: Wait, don't leave! I need a favor from you. Gonzales: ...Me? Echidna: Yes, I need you. I'm going to help build a new village in the Western Isles. Gonzales: Village... Echidna: There are lots of people who lost their homes in the war. Even many people in the resistance force are homeless now. Gonzales: Lost their home... Echidna: I'm going to build a village for those people. But I can't do it on my own. What I really need is big, strong men like you. What do you say? You'll get free meals. Gonzales: But...I ugly... I not be with people. People hate me... Echidna: Ha ha, don't be ridiculous. Help them out by carrying a couple logs and everyone'll love you. Gonzales: Love me...? I help you. [spoiler=Support A]Echidna: Hey again. Gonzales: Uh... What... What your name? Echidna: Oh, right. I never told you, did I? I'm-- Gonzales: No... I stupid. I not remember... ...And I ugly. Everyone stare at me... I ugly and stupid... Echidna: ...Oh dear. Gonzales, all you need is confidence. Maybe you're not the most handsome guy, and maybe you're no genius. But so what? Gonzales: Uh...? Echidna: Look, Gonzales. I'll be frank with you. You've got a good heart, but you're ugly as sin. That's why people make fun of you. Gonzales: Uh... Echidna: But that's no reason to give up. Everyone has strong points and weak points. Find something unique to you. Gonzales: Unique... Echidna: Right. Unique to you. Once you do that, no one will make fun of you anymore. You'll have no reason to think so lowly of yourself. You can stand proud, with both your strong points and weak points. Gonzales: U...unique...? ...... I think later. My head hurt. Echidna: Ha ha ha... Take all the time you need. Wade [spoiler=Support C]Echidna: Hey, you're from the Western Isles, aren't you? Wade: ...... How did you know? Echidna: I can tell by your face. Wade: 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. Wade: 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. Wade: 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... Wade: ...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. Wade: Wait, that's not what I said! Were you even listening?! Echidna: ...Sure I was. But I can tell that you want to. Wade: No, I don't! Echidna: I can see in your eyes your desire to help. Wade: No you can't! [spoiler=Support B]Echidna: Hey. Wade: 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. Wade: Grr... You'll regret saying that... You don't want to see me when I'm angry. Echidna: Oh? Wade: 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? Wade: ...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? Wade: 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? Wade: ...... Well, I guess there 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? Wade: ...What? Echidna: I'll go check it out on my way way [sic] to the village site. I'm curious now. Wade: B-but I already killed all the monsters... 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. Wade: Grr... [spoiler=Support A]Echidna: Well, we meet again. Doesn't looking at my face make you want to help out? Wade: 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? Wade: Yeah, an older sister who never stops yelling at me. Echidna: ...Sigh... You're pretty stupid, you know that? Wade: Stupid? What do you mean by stupid, you-- Echidna: You've got a home to return to. You've got someone waiting for you. Wade: ...... Echidna: Help us out if you have time, but your sister is more important. Do you understand? Wade: Yeah, yeah, I know... Can't wait for her to scold me again... Lot [spoiler=Support C]Echidna: Hey, you're from the Western Isles, right? Lot: Yeah... How did you know? Echidna: Easy. Your face. All men from the 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? [spoiler=Support 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 Wade when I was a kid. There were rumors that the place was haunted, so nobody went near it. Echidna: Go on. Lot: Wade was really scared. He probably believed the rumors. We went in a ways, and Wade 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 get enough money for the village there. Say, can you take me when you 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? [spoiler=Support 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 special 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 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. *leaves* Lot: ...... Somehow I don't think that came out like she intended it to... Was she...trying to cheer me up? That's all the units for Chapter 11A. Also, I believe this is the first unit where pretty much all I had to do was copy and paste from my previous posts. Expect more of that in the future.
  10. LALUM Echidna [spoiler=Support C]Lalum: Echidna! Echidna: Hey, Lalum. What do you need? Lalum: What's happening with the plan? Echidna: Plan? Lalum: You know, the plan to build that village. Echidna: Oh, that plan. I've been recruiting a lot of help. Do you want to help out, too? Lalum: Of course! What do you need me to do? Echidna: Dance, of course. Your dancing cheers everyone up. It makes people want to get up and get back to work. Lalum: Really? Hmm... I can cook, too. You know my special stamina-- Echidna: No, thank you. Lalum: W-what? Echidna: Ever since I founded the resistance, I've been eating your... Well, I don't know what it is, but it's certainly not "food". Lalum: Well, I never! I always work so hard on it... Echidna: Look, Lalum. Good cooks don't burn the house down when making a proper meal. Lalum: It wasn't a big loss considering how tasty it was. Echidna: The wails and moans of the resistance soldiers... I can still hear them echoing in my ears. Has Elphin ever eaten it? Lalum: Yeah, and he didn't even cry. Or say anything, for that matter. Echidna: ...... Lalum: See? Everyone else just has something wrong with their taste buds. My food was probably too high-class for them. Actually...Lord Roy would appreciate my culinary skills. Yes! I'm sorry, Echidna, but I'm going to prove you wrong. I'll make Lord Roy try my cooking! *leaves* Echidna: ...May Lord Roy rest in peace... [spoiler=Support B]Lalum: Oh, Echidna. Echidna: Lalum. Hey... You said you were going to give that stuff to Roy, but... Did you actually do it? Lalum: 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? Lalum: Hmph! I just wasn't doing too well that day! My father always says my cooking is delicious. Echidna: Don't feel bad. Even if your cooking stinks, your dancing is still the best around. I wish I could do what you do. Make people enjoy life, I mean. Lalum: ...You know, you're really selfless. Echidna: W-what? Lalum: You're always thinking about others. You're even building a village so that people can live in peace. Echidna: I... Lalum: You're like one of those heroes in a bard's epic! You appear, help the needy, and leave as suddenly as you came... You're mysterious too since you never talk about yourself. Echidna: Yeah... I don't. Lalum: I won't pry. I am curious, but I'm sure there's a good reason you don't talk about it. *Note: The dialogue advances without a button prompt here. [spoiler=Support A]Lalum: Hey, Echidna! Echidna: Yeah? Lalum: I just had a really great idea! Echidna: What is it? Lalum: Do you want to hear it? Echidna: Well, yeah. Lalum: Are you sure? Echidna: Yes, I'm positive. Come on. Let's hear it. Lalum: OK. I was thinking, when the village is done, let's make a statue. Echidna: What kind of statue? Lalum: A statue of you! It can have an engraving that says, "Here lies a great hero..." Or something like that. Echidna: Hold on there. I don't plan on dying yet. Lalum: Anyway, it's your village, so there has to be a statue of you somewhere. Try to come up with a good pose for it. *leaves* Echidna: She's an odd girl... But I guess I knew that already. Lalum: *returns* Oh, one more thing! Echidna: What? Lalum: Don't you go disappearing on us! We all love you. Don't you dare try and run off! *leaves again* Echidna: ...... Yeah... I won't, Lalum. Garret [spoiler=Support C]Lalum: Eeeeeeek! A bandit! Garret: Yep, I'm a bandit. I won't hurtcha though. ...Actually, I was wonderin'... Do performers make good money? Lalum: Huh? Garret: I can't be a bandit forever. I'm lookin' for a new line of work that'll put food on the table. Lalum: Hmm... I'm not sure I'd say we make GOOD money, but... Garret: D'you think there's any kinda performance I could do? Lalum: Well, I don't know... All I know is dancing, really... I might have a dance you could do, though... Garret: Really? Teach me! Lalum: Well... All right. Next time. See you! *leaves* Garret: I'm countin' on ya... [spoiler=Support B]Lalum: No, no! You've got it all wrong! Garret: W-what? It's like this, right? Step like this, and then twirl... Am I doin' somethin' wrong? Lalum: Just doing the moves isn't enough. You have to have charm. With an expression like that you'll send everyone running. Garret: Yeah, well, this is my face. I can't do anything about it! Lalum: Oh...? Talking back, are we? Fine, I guess you don't want me to teach you after all. Garret: Ergh... O-OK, I got it... Charm, right? Lalum: You have to smile constantly. Come on, give it a try. Let's see a smile... Garret: S-smile... All right... Cheeeeeeeese... Lalum: Ha ha ha ha ha! Garret: What're you laughin' at?! Lalum: OK, let's see, what else...? Oh, I know. You need to use your hips more. Garret: M-my hips?! Look, I'm a big, scary guy. Movin' my hips more'll just make me look stupid! Lalum: Oh...? Talking back again? Garret: All right, all right! I'll do it. I'll do anything you say! Here... How's this? Am I movin' my hips enough now?! Lalum: Good! That's perfect. Pfffha ha ha ha ha! Garret: ...I swear, you're just playin' with me... [spoiler=Support A]Garret: Hey! Lalum! Lalum: Yeah? Garret: You made a fool of me! You were teachin' me how to dance, huh? It was nothin' but a loada manure! When I danced for the others like you showed me, they all laughed at me like I was some kinda idiot! Lalum: Really? Good! Garret: What?! Why, you...! Lalum: Look. A performer's job is to entertain. No matter how well you dance, it's pointless if your audience is bored. Garret: Hm... * Lalum: If you want your audience to cry, you have to shed tears. And if you want them to laugh, you might have to look stupid. If the audience is having fun, I never hesitate to make a fool of myself. Garret: ...... Slap me sideways. You got a point... ...I don't think dancin' is for me, though. It's a lot harder than I thought. Lalum: Ha ha ha... I thought you were doing great. *Note: The dialogue advances without a button prompt here. Ogier [spoiler=Support C]Lalum: Hmm... I need to work on my twirls more... Ogier: *approaches Lalum* Oh... Lalum: Who's there?! You! You saw my secret training! Ogier: N-no! I didn't mean to! Lalum: Irrelevant! Now that you've seen me, I can't let you live. Ogier: Y-you're going to kill me? Lalum: 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. Lalum: 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. Lalum: 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? Lalum: Hey! Don't get any funny ideas about what that means! Ogier: W-what?! I wasn't! [spoiler=Support B]Lalum: Hmm... Ogier: Oh, Lalum. Lalum: Huh? Oh, you're that guy who was spying on me. Ogier: ...Not exactly... Lalum: Well, you praised my dancing, so I'll forgive you. Ogier: You really like to dance, don't you? Lalum: 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. Lalum: Hey, I know. Do you want me to show you the rest of my dance from before? Ogier: R-really? Lalum: 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. Lalum: 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...? Lalum: Dance Number 6. Ogier: Oh. That's kind of...boring. Lalum: Hey! Is that an insult? Ogier: N-no! By no means. Lalum: Yes, it was! Ogier: No, it wasn't! Lalum: Yeah, whatever! Sorry, I changed my mind. I won't show you my dance anymore! Ogier: Aw, man... [spoiler=Support A]Ogier: Lalum! Lalum: What? Oh, I know. You just want to see that dance, right? Ogier: Your dancing... I think I've seen it somewhere before. Lalum: 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. Lalum: Hm... 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. Lalum: 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...? Lalum: They're really amazing! Ogier: I...I bet. Lalum: Hey! You were getting funny ideas again, weren't you? Ogier: N-no! I wasn't! Geese [spoiler=Support C]Geese: Hey, you... Lalum: *jumps in fright* Eeeeeeeek! A pirate! Geese: W-wait a minute! Lalum: Eeeeeeeek! *struggles for a couple seconds* Help me, help me, help me! Geese: S-stop... Wait! Listen to me! Lalum: What? Why should I? Pirates are all the same. You're just going to say, "Shut up!" Or, "You'd better keep quiet if you want to live!" Or something like that. Oh no! I'm looking death in the face! But just you wait. Soon Lord Roy'll come to my rescue on a shining white stallion... Geese: ...Uh, are you done? Listen. I'm not a pirate anymore. Lalum: Hmph! I know better than to listen to your honeyed words! I know you just want to kidnap me because I'm so irresistible. Geese: ...Not a chance. Lalum: What?! Are you saying I'm not cute enough to kidnap?! Geese: Look, you... No... Forget it. See you around. Or not. *leaves* Lalum: Hey, wait! [spoiler=Support B]Lalum: *jumps in fright* Eeeeeeek! It's the pirate again! Geese: I said I'm not... Lalum: You're still trying to cover up the obvious truth? Your hairstyle, your clothes... Everything about you just screams, "Yo ho ho, I'm a pirate!" Geese: ...Fine... Have it your way. Lalum: Aha! You admit it! So? What's next? You still want to kidnap me, right? Geese: Seriously... Just listen to what I have to say... Lalum: Oh no! I'm looking death in the face! But just you wait. Lord Roy could beat you down any day of the week! *Lalum pushes Geese off to the side and takes his place* Lalum: "Are you hurt, Lalum?" *she goes back to the left* Lalum: "Oh, Lord Roy..." *Lalum returns to where Geese was* Lalum: "Lalum, I can't live without you." *she goes back to the left again* Lalum: "Oh, me neither, milord..." And then he moves in close and... *swoons* Ooooohhhh! Geese: ...... Lalum: Hey, where are you going? Geese: Away... Talking with you is exhausting. [spoiler=Support A]Geese: Hey. Lalum: It's the pirate! Are you still trying to-- Geese: This is yours, right? Lalum: Oh... I lost this ribbon the other day. Wait! I get it. You stole it, right?! Geese: Why would I return it if I stole it?! I found it lying on the ground and I thought it might be yours. Lalum: Oh. Then why didn't you say so in the first place? Geese: I would have if you let me! You just started screaming whenever we met! You should stop and listen once in a while... Lalum: You're not a bad guy then. I had nothing to be scared of all along. Geese: ...... *leaves* Lalum: Hold on there, buster. I'll show you a special dance in return. Hey, I said wait... What?! Are you saying you don't want to see my dance?! Roy [spoiler=Support C]Lalum: *rushes at Roy* Lord Roy! Roy: *backs up* Wha--?! L-Lalum...! Lalum: I finally found you! I want to show you something. Roy: W-wait! Just take it easy... Lalum: *moves back* Roy: What...was it you wanted to show me? Lalum: *rushes at Roy* It's like this! Roy: H-hold on a moment. I can hear you from over here... Lalum: *she and Roy return to neutral positions* 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. Lalum: ...Is that it? Roy: Huh? Lalum: 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... Lalum: Already? Roy: Yeah, sorry... Lalum: Sigh... [spoiler=Support B]Lalum: *rushes at Roy* Lord Roy! Roy: *backs up* L-Lalum...! I don't think you should grab on to people like that... It might cause a misunderstanding. Lalum: But Lord Roy... ...... Oh!! Roy: What? Lalum: Eeek! An enemy! Roy: Enemy?! Where?! Lalum: I don't know! But I heard a rustling in the bushes... Roy: L-Lalum! Calm down... I can't move if you're hanging off me like that... Lalum: I'm going to die! But...that's OK. 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... [spoiler=Support A]Lalum: Lord Roy! Roy: Lalum... Lalum: There you are! I have another dance to show you. Roy: Y-yeah... Lalum: Lord Roy...? Are you...avoiding me? Roy: Ah... N-no! Not at all. Lalum: 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. Lalum: Don't look away when you talk to me... Roy: B-but... Lalum: ...... 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!! Lalum: *rushes at Roy* Really?! Thanks! That makes me so happy! Roy: *steps back* Whoa! Douglas [spoiler=Support C]Douglas: There you are, Lalum. Lalum: Father! Oh... I mean, Lord Douglas! Douglas: Don't worry. We don't need to keep our relationship a secret from these people. We don't have many chances to speak like this. Just call me Father, as you always do. Lalum: Yes, Father... You don't look well. Are you OK? Do you feel sick? Douglas: No, I'm not sick. I'm just a little tired. Lalum: Can I help? If there's anything at all, Father... Douglas: Lalum... It's all right. I feel better already after seeing your face. You can go now... There's no need for concern. Lalum: Father... [spoiler=Support B]Lalum: Father! Douglas: Lalum? What's the matter? Lalum: I brought you my special protein lunch to help keep up your energy! Douglas: Ah, thank you, Lalum. Lalum: Tee hee... Go on! Eat up! Douglas: What, right here? A general shouldn't sit down for a meal in the middle of a battle... Lalum: Oh... I'm sorry! O-of course... It's OK. I should have known better... I'm...so stupid... Douglas: ...Well, I'll make an exception for you. I don't want it to go cold, after all. I changed my mind. I'll eat it now. ...Mmm! This looks good. Lalum: I-it's OK, Father! Don't force yourself! Douglas: No, truly, it's delicious! Mmm... Yes. Lalum: Father... Douglas: I envy your future husband and children. They'll get to eat your delicious food everyday [sic]. Lalum: Oh, Father! [spoiler=Support A]Lalum: Father! Father! Douglas: What is it, Lalum? Lalum: I've finally found a way to really cheer you up! Douglas: Lalum... It's the thought that counts. Your consideration is enough. Don't worry your little head over it. Lalum: I'm not worrying! It's just, if you look sad, then I feel down, too. But if you laugh, then I feel happy! Douglas: Lalum... You're a wonderful daughter. I'm so proud of you. Lalum: And who made me who I am? You, silly! You took me up off the street and treated me like your own daughter. I... I've actually been happy with who I am since you adopted me. Douglas: Lalum... Lalum: Oh! Father, you're getting all teary-eyed again! Douglas: Oh dear, you're right... I must control my emotions. Lalum: OK, let me cheer you up with my latest dance! Perceval [spoiler=Support C]Lalum: General Perceval. Perceval: You're...Lalum, if I recall correctly. Lalum: Look, look! Watch me dance! Perceval: ...... Lalum: 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? Lalum: Like what? Perceval: So carefree... Or should I say...disoriented? Lalum: Aww... Thanks! Perceval: ...... [spoiler=Support B]Lalum: What did you think this time, General Perceval? Perceval: ...Lalum. I was wondering... Why do you always show me your dancing? Lalum: Why? Don't you enjoy seeing me dance? Perceval: To be perfectly honest... Lalum: Yes? Perceval: I don't care for it. Lalum: ...... ...... ...You don't care for it...? Perceval: ...... Lalum: You... You cruel, cruel man! I never want to see you again! *leaves* Perceval: ...... [spoiler=Support A]Perceval: ...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ...Odd... She was nothing but a nuisance, but now that she's gone, I... Lalum: *approaches Perceval* ...Feel lonely? Perceval: ...... Lalum: Really? I knew it! I knew you liked having me around! Perceval: ...I didn't say that. Lalum: Don't lie. You said you felt lonely without me. Perceval: ...No, actually, I didn't say that. Lalum: I knew it, I knew it! Not even General Perceval can live without my dancing. I'll come to your quarters and give you wake-up dances every morning! Perceval: ...You seem to be beyond my comprehension.
  11. TATE Juno [spoiler=Support C]Tate: Juno... Are you all right? Juno: Oh? Are you looking out for me, Tate? Tate: Well, you've been retired for a while now... I'm sure you're not too rusty, but anything can happen. I was a little worried. Juno: Thanks... But I'm fine. How about you? How is it leading a squad of pegasus knights? I know you're responsible, but did you get along with your squad? Tate: I don't think I was anything special... But I probably did all right. Juno: I'm sure you did fine, Tate. Good job... Tate: J-Juno! Juno: Oh... You don't like having your head pet anymore? You used to love it. Tate: Th-that was a long time ago... I'm not...a kid anymore. Juno: So you don't like it anymore? Tate: It's not that I don't like it, but...you know... [spoiler=Support B]Tate: Juno... Juno: Tate? What's the matter? Tate: Nothing. I was just wondering whether you're all right... Juno: Wait, Tate, before you go, let's chat a little. Tate: Um...but... Juno: It's OK, Tate. You can still act like a little sister when we're alone together. Tate: ...... Juno: You're a strong girl, but I know you get lonely... Do you remember the time I first left for pegasus knight training? You thought I was leaving forever, and you-- Tate: D-don't bring that up...! I was still a little girl... Juno: I was glad you cared so much about me, Tate. You were always so blunt, so I sometimes thought you didn't like me. Tate: That's silly... Juno: But...you cried so much when I left. "Don't leave us, Juno!" I almost cried myself. Tate: Juno... Juno: Tate, if you ever feel down, come talk to me. Because...I'll always be your big sister. Tate: Yeah... [spoiler=Support A]Tate: Juno? Juno: Yes? Tate: I was thinking... Maybe you should leave the rest of the battle to us and rest a bit. I know you're a mother now, so... Juno: Oh? Are you saying I've lost my edge? Tate: N-no, that's not what I mean. I just... Juno: I know, Tate. Thank you. But I'm fine. I am still a pegasus knight of Ilia. I'm the one who taught you how to ride a pegasus in the first place. Tate: Yeah, I know, but... ...... If anything happens...I'll be here for you, Juno. Juno: I know... Thank you, Tate. Shanna [spoiler=Support C]Shanna: Hey! Sister! Tate: ...Shanna, this is a battlefield. What if an archer heard you screaming like that? Shanna: Don't worry. No archer can hit me. Tate: ...Sigh... ...Shanna, where are your reins? You could fall off your pegasus without them. Shanna: Yeah, I took them off. Tate: You took them off? Shanna, you never know what can happen. So considering all the possibilities, I think... Shanna: You worry too much, Tate! Flying is more fun without all the extra gear. See ya! *leaves* Tate: Shanna, wait! I'm not finished yet... ...Sigh. [spoiler=Support B]Shanna: Tate... You're starting to get annoying... Tate: I worry for your sake. If you won't listen to your big sister, I won't let you ride that pegasus any more. [sic] Shanna: What?! But... Tate: 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... Tate: I can't! If I did, you wouldn't-- Shanna: No! I hate you! Tate: ...... Shanna: ...... Tate: Shanna... Um... Shanna: W-what the?! [sic] What are you doing?! Tate: 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: ...... Tate: Shanna, I'm sorry... I don't know how to be kind like Juno... Shanna: Tate... ...Did you take a hit to the head or something? Tate: ...... Why, you... Fine, I don't care anymore. You can fend for yourself from now on! *leaves* Shanna: Hey, wait! Sorry! It just slipped out... [spoiler=Support A]Shanna: Hey! Tate! Tate: ...What? Shanna: I'm sorry about before. But I was really happy that you care so much. I love you, Sister! Tate: ...... ...How can you say that without turning red...? I envy you sometimes... Shanna: What about you? Do you love me, too? Tate: ...There's no need to say it out loud... Shanna: You...don't love me..? [sic] Tate: It's just that... We don't have to say it here, in the middle of... Shanna: Oh... I... I never knew. Tate... You always hated me... Tate: 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! *leaves* Tate: Why, you... Allen [spoiler=Support C]Tate: You! Wait! Allen: You... You must be a pegasus knight from Ilia. Pleased to meet you. I am Allen, knight of Pherae. Tate: I'm Tate. But listen, do you always-- Allen: So this is a pegasus? I've never seen one up close. Its face is so cute. Tate: Wow, thank you... I mean, let me finish! Do you always fight like that? Allen: So what if I do? Tate: Don't you think you're too rash? If you fight that way you can't be sure you'll come out alive. Allen: 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. *leaves* Tate: ...There's something wrong with him. [spoiler=Support B]Tate: Wait! Wait! Allen: Tate? Is something wrong? Tate: 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. Allen: You've been watching me, haven't you? Tate: 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. Allen: ? Tate: Anyway, the point is, you should fight more cautiously. Allen: I understand your concern. But I can't hold back. Tate: But if you keep fighting like that, you'll-- Allen: 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. Tate: ...... Allen: If I cringe even a little, the enemy will know we can be defeated. If I hesitate, then our army's morale will suffer... That's why I charge ahead. I have to keep pushing forward. For the army. For victory. Tate: ...That makes sense. ...And here I thought you were just a careless idiot... Allen: Did you say something just now? Tate: ...No, nothing. Allen: I'm sorry, but I have to fight like this. Still, I respect your advice. Tell me more when you have a chance. Tate: ...Very well, I suppose. [spoiler=Support A]Tate: ...You haven't changed your fighting style, I see. Allen: Tate. Tate: How long will you continue fighting like that? I understand why you do...but if you perish, that's the end. Allen: 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... Tate: If that's the case...then will you allow me to stay by you? Allen: Why...? Tate: 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...? Allen: 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. Tate: But... Really? You'll take me? Allen: Of course! You're a strong warrior. I couldn't ask for a better partner. Tate: That...that's not what I meant... Allen: I'm sorry? Tate: I mean...the point is...we'll be together...and, I mean... Allen: I don't understand. Tate: ...Never mind. Forget it... Well, come on, then. Let's go. The battle awaits us. Allen: Yes, we ride together! Jerrot [spoiler=Support C]Tate: Commander Jerrot, I'm sure you're aware, but my mission is complete. Regardless, I wish to remain with this army. Jerrot: 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. Tate: Yes, it is strange indeed. Etruria didn't seem to view us highly, but Commander Klain was caring. Jerrot: 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. Tate: 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... Jerrot: Ha ha, that's Juno. [spoiler=Support B]Jerrot: I was wondering... Juno's... Your parents... What were they like? Tate: Juno never told you? Jerrot: No. All I know is that they were soldiers. Tate: Yes, our mother was a pegasus knight. Our parents were killed together on the battlefield when we were young. Jerrot: ...... Tate: We had no other relatives to turn to... So Juno became our mother when she was still a teenager... Jerrot: It must have been difficult. Tate: 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. *Note: The dialogue advances without a button prompt here. [spoiler=Support A]Jerrot: ...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. Tate: Really...? I actually didn't want to give it... But Shanna never listens once she's made up her mind. Jerrot: 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... Tate: I doubt Juno feels that way at all. I'm very grateful to you, Commander Jerrot. Your wedding... I'd never seen Juno look happier. I thank you for all you've done for her. Klain [spoiler=Support C]Klain: Tate. Tate: Commander Klain! Is something wrong? Klain: No, I'm fine. I just wanted to tell you something. Tate: Tell me something? Klain: Yes. When I hired you and your squad...I was an Etrurian commander. Tate: Yes, of course. Klain: Now that I'm no longer an Etrurian commander, you are free to do as you wish. Tate: Yes, I know. Klain: Well, you don't seem to be taking advantage of that freedom. Tate: No, I believe I am. Klain: ...If you say so. Tate: ...Are you trying to say something? Klain: No, it's nothing. Don't concern yourself. Tate: ...... [spoiler=Support B]Tate: Commander Klain. Klain: Tate? What's wrong? Tate: It's about what you said before... Klain: Before? Tate: You said that I don't seem to be taking advantage of my freedom... Klain: Oh, that. Tate: I'm not quite sure what you meant, so I wanted to ask you. Klain: Well, you're free to do what you want. You have no obligation to stay here. That's all. Tate: !! ...Does that mean that you don't want me anymore? Klain: No, not at all. Tate, you're a mercenary. Staying with this army isn't making you much money. If you only fight alongside us out of responsibility, there's no need for you to stay here. Tate: Yes, I know. This army doesn't pay very well. But I'm here by my own choice. Please don't worry about it. Klain: Oh, all right, then. I'm sorry to be a bother. Tate: Don't be. [spoiler=Support A]Klain: Tate, when the war ends, I'll help you find an army that pays well. Tate: ...Why? Klain: I know you said that you're in this army by choice, but I still feel responsible. You deserve further compensation... Tate: ...I can do that on my own. I appreciate the consideration, but don't worry about it. Klain: But... Tate: Or is my presence here a hindrance to you? Klain: N-no! Not at all! Tate: Then why are you talking to me like that?! Klain: ...What's the matter, Tate? Why are you so upset..? [sic] Tate: All you've talked about lately is getting me out of this army... And away from you! Klain: What? No, I... Tate: I choose to stay by your side because I love you! But you...you never even realized it! Klain: Erm, well... I'm sorry. I...never noticed your feelings towards me... Tate: ...... Klain: But, err... You know, Tate, it's really your fault I haven't noticed! Tate: What? Klain: You keep calling me "Commander" Klain. As if you want to keep your distance! That's why I thought you were only here out of responsibility. Tate: B-but... Klain: Don't call me "Commander" anymore. Just Klain, OK? Tate: Yes, Commander Klain. Klain: Wrong. Klain. Tate: Huh? Oh... Yes... Klain. And that takes care of Chapter 10B as well. Tune in later for the rest of the units from Chapter 11A!
  12. KLAIN Clarine [spoiler=Support C]Clarine: Eeek! Klain! Klain: W-what's wrong, Clarine?! Clarine: You look absolutely stunning in that outfit! Klain: ...That's all? And here I was wondering what kind of danger you were in... Clarine: My dear brother Klain! Everyone is so aesthetically handicapped in this army! You are a lone diamond shining in the rough! Klain: 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! Klain: ...Clarine, a lady shouldn't verbalize such things. Clarine: I only say what is true. Klain: ...Clarine. Clarine: But if that's what you think, Brother, I will try. Klain: Good. [spoiler=Support B]Klain: Clarine, come here. Clarine: Oh, Klain? How do you fare today? Klain: Not well, I'm afraid. Clarine: Is something wrong? Klain: 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. Klain: But she cried because of what you said to her. Clarine: It was her fault! She was trying to keep you for herself. Klain: What do you mean? Clarine: ...She healed your wounds before I got the chance. Klain: 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... Klain: ...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, Klain! Klain: Don't be ridiculous. I could never hate you. Clarine: Oh, thank you, Klain! [spoiler=Support A]Klain: What's wrong, Clarine? You look sad. Clarine: I...I don't want to go back to the manse after the war... Klain: 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... Klain: 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. Klain: That's because you're growing and maturing, Clarine. If you stay at the manse, you could live your life without any worries. Clarine: But it would be so horribly boring! Klain: 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. Klain: From there we can discuss your future and what you want to do. Clarine: Oh, I already know what I want to do! Klain: Do you? Clarine: I will become Mage General like General Cecilia! Klain: 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! Klain: Clarine... Let's be realistic... Clarine: Oh, how wonderful it would be for us both to wear that elegant general uniform... Klain: Clarine... You haven't grown at all. Clarine: Did you say something? Klain: No. Never mind. Perceval [spoiler=Support C]Klain: General Perceval! It is good to see you again. Perceval: Klain. I am glad to see you well. It appears you've adjusted well to the position of commander. Klain: Yes, I think I have. Though I am one of the least experienced in the army... Perceval: From the way I see it, those serving under you are lucky. Klain: I hope so, General Perceval. Perceval: ...What do you think of all this? Klain: Of what? Perceval: What do you think about this army? Klain: Frankly, I feel more at home here than in the Etrurian army. Perhaps it is because of General Roy... Perceval: ...I see. Klain: How do you feel, General Perceval? Perceval: I don't feel completely comfortable here. Klain: You don't? Perceval: I think what I seek from an army doesn't exist here. Klain: You're saying you can't get used to this army? Perceval: ...No, not quite. It is simply that I am, and will always be, a knight of Etruria. It is difficult for me to serve any master but the motherland. [spoiler=Support B]Perceval: ...How do you feel about the revolution in Etruria? Klain: ...I understand Bern was pulling strings behind the scenes, but still... I never could have imagined the court would divide so violently. To tell the truth, it's still difficult for me to accept. I...I never thought that greed ruled the minds of so many people... Perceval: Etruria had not known war for a very long time. Thus, blinded by peace, we paid no heed to the scheming traitors. Klain: Yes... A conflict would have broken out even without Bern's help. Perceval: Once this war is over, I will devote my life to rebuilding Etruria. Klain: Of course, General Perceval. I am prepared to give my life for that cause as well. Perceval: Klain, I want you to seek a different path. Klain: What?! Perceval: Once I return to Etruria, I plan to dismiss all but a few. The few I have absolute trust in to stay loyal to the king and country. It is what must be done to maintain trust among the king's vassals. Klain: General Perceval... Don't be ridiculous! Perceval: Klain... Klain: ...Please, think on it a little more. With your ability, you won't have to go to such extreme measures. I've been holding this in because we are at war, but I will no longer. I miss the days when I could look up to you as an older brother. The days when we were more relaxed, and when we laughed together... Perceval: ...... Klain: Once this war ends, let us celebrate the prosperity of the new Kingdom of Etruria... Together, and in laughter. [spoiler=Support A]Klain: General Perceval? Perceval: Klain. Is something wrong? Klain: No, I just noticed you, so I thought I should say hello... Perceval: Yes, hello to you, too. Klain: But you know, I've been thinking... Before the revolution, we never worked together like this. But look at us now. We fight together, not under the Etrurian banner, but General Roy. Perceval: Hm. Yes... Fate works in strange ways. Klain: Yes, indeed. Oh, to change the subject... Do you still like the same foods as before? Perceval: Hm? ...Yes, I think so. Why? Klain: It's just that the cook is a little worried. He says that you are expressionless no matter what you eat. He never knows what to give you. Perceval: Expressionless? ...Do you agree with him? Klain: Yes, very much so, General Perceval. Even when you drink wine, your expression stays the same. If you stop expressing emotion, you'll forget how to. Perceval: That is not something that can be forgotten. Klain: I'm not so sure when it comes to you, General Perceval. Perceval: ...Getting fresh, are we? Klain: Ha ha... It appears I need not worry after all. Deke [spoiler=Support C]Klain: Excuse me. Deke: Do you need something, Commander Klain? Klain: Deke... You don't recognize me? Deke: ...How about that. You do remember me. Klain: Of course! I recognized you at once! You didn't seem to notice me over there... Deke: 13 years... Young Master Klain is all grown up, I see. Klain: You can stop calling me Young Master. I'm 19 now. I serve as a commander under the king himself. Deke: Yeah, I know. Not bad at all. How are Lord Pent and Lady Louise? Klain: Oh, just as laid-back as always. The revolution doesn't seem to concern them at all. I envy them sometimes. Deke: Well...there's plenty to envy about you, too. Klain: What? What do you mean? Deke: We'll talk another time. *leaves* Klain: Deke! I wanted to talk more... [spoiler=Support B]Deke: Klain! Don't come out front so much. Klain: This is a good vantage point. Deke: You bowmen should stay in back and cover for us. There's no need for you to come all the way up here. Klain: Deke, I told you, I'm not a child anymore. I often find myself up front in the squad I lead. Deke: Sorry, but you're still Young Master Klain to me. I couldn't face Lord Pent if you got hurt. Klain: ...If you care so much, why don't you come back to the manse? Deke, once this war ends, come back home with me. I'm certain Father and Mother would love to see you. Deke: I appreciate the thought, Klain. But if you really care about your family, you shouldn't talk to a mercenary like me. It won't look good. Klain: What...?! Deke: You can only talk to me like this now because this is war. Think about it. Klain: ...... [spoiler=Support A]Klain: Deke. Deke: ...Klain, you really shouldn't be talking to me right now. Klain: ...I wanted to tell you a story. I want you to listen. It was 15 years ago, at Aquleia's greatest arena. A noble's child was attacked by a lion in the opening display. Deke: ...... Klain: 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. Deke: ...... Klain: 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... Deke: You...you were much too kind to me. I was just 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. Klain: I understand that now. But you should have stayed. Deke: I'm sorry? Klain: 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... Deke: ...You're right. I never considered that. I'm sorry. Klain: Then you'll come with me back to my family? Deke: Yeah, you win, Young Master Klain. I'll poke my head in at the manse when I can. Elphin [spoiler=Support C]Elphin: That was a rough battle, milord. Would you care to rest your tired heart? Klain: Oh, you're... You're the bard that's always with General Roy. Elphin: Yes, my name is Elphin. Klain: ...Elphin, you look just like... No... That's impossible. Forgive me. Never you mind. Elphin: ...I look just like someone you know... Is that it? Klain: Yes, but...it can't be. Elphin: I stand before you, telling you myself, yet you still do not believe me. Do my own vassals lack trust in me, Klain? Klain: Prince Myrddin! It is you! Oh...! It's such a joy to see you alive and well, Your Highness! Elphin: You seem to have grown while I was gone. Klain: Etruria has changed much in the year of your absence, Your Highness. Elphin: Yes, I know. I am sorry I put you through such trouble. Klain: I was stationed in the Western Isles so I wasn't affected too much. ...Amazing. You truly live... The Etrurian people will welcome your return with jubilation! Elphin: ...... [spoiler=Support B]Klain: Pr--I mean, Lord Elphin! There you are. Elphin: ...Commander Klain, can you spare a moment? Klain: Yes, what is it? Elphin: ...Lord. Klain: Lord? What do you mean? Elphin: ...You don't understand? Klain: ...... Have I...done something wrong? Elphin: ...Someone is coming. We shall continue this another day. Klain: ...? [spoiler=Support A]Elphin: ...We have some privacy here. Klain: Pr--Lord Elphin, you wished to speak with me? Is it about Etruria? Elphin: No. It is about what I said before. Klain: Oh... When you said "Lord"? I still don't understand. Elphin: Don't you think it strange for an Etrurian noble to call a simple bard "Lord"? Klain: Oh...! Yes, you're right! Forgive me. I shall call you Sir Elphin instead... Elphin: Just Elphin will do. Klain: No, that will not do! Even if you are in disguise, I cannot address my prince simply by name. Elphin: Hm... ...You haven't changed at all. Klain: Huh? Elphin: Do you remember how you used to come to the palace with your father? Klain: Yes... I spent much time there. Elphin: I had no siblings, so I found you so precius [sic] as a toddler. I was still young and foolish, so I told your father, "Your son shall be my brother. He is to live in the palace." Klain: You, the prince, said that? Elphin: Yes, I know now that it was ridiculous. Naturally, your father struggled to respond. And then you spoke up. Klain: I did...? Elphin: Yes. You said those same words. "No, that will not do." Klain: ...I don't remember. Elphin: "I will be your knight, so that will not do." Those were your exact words. You also told me to find someone else to be my brother. Klain: ...H-how impudent I was... I, uh... Forgive me, Your Highness... Elphin: Don't be absurd. I'm glad that you haven't changed. ...After I came back from the brink of death, the world seemed so different. It's relieving to see that some things are still the same. Klain: Prince Myrddin... Tate [spoiler=Support C]Klain: Tate. Tate: Commander Klain! Is something wrong? Klain: No, I'm fine. I just wanted to tell you something. Tate: Tell me something? Klain: Yes. When I hired you and your squad...I was an Etrurian commander. Tate: Yes, of course. Klain: Now that I'm no longer an Etrurian commander, you are free to do as you wish. Tate: Yes, I know. Klain: Well, you don't seem to be taking advantage of that freedom. Tate: No, I believe I am. Klain: ...If you say so. Tate: ...Are you trying to say something? Klain: No, it's nothing. Don't concern yourself. Tate: ...... [spoiler=Support B]Tate: Commander Klain. Klain: Tate? What's wrong? Tate: It's about what you said before... Klain: Before? Tate: You said that I don't seem to be taking advantage of my freedom... Klain: Oh, that. Tate: I'm not quite sure what you meant, so I wanted to ask you. Klain: Well, you're free to do what you want. You have no obligation to stay here. That's all. Tate: !! ...Does that mean that you don't want me anymore? Klain: No, not at all. Tate, you're a mercenary. Staying with this army isn't making you much money. If you only fight alongside us out of responsibility, there's no need for you to stay here. Tate: Yes, I know. This army doesn't pay very well. But I'm here by my own choice. Please don't worry about it. Klain: Oh, all right, then. I'm sorry to be a bother. Tate: Don't be. [spoiler=Support A]Klain: Tate, when the war ends, I'll help you find an army that pays well. Tate: ...Why? Klain: I know you said that you're in this army by choice, but I still feel responsible. You deserve further compensation... Tate: ...I can do that on my own. I appreciate the consideration, but don't worry about it. Klain: But... Tate: Or is my presence here a hindrance to you? Klain: N-no! Not at all! Tate: Then why are you talking to me like that?! Klain: ...What's the matter, Tate? Why are you so upset..? [sic] Tate: All you've talked about lately is getting me out of this army... And away from you! Klain: What? No, I... Tate: I choose to stay by your side because I love you! But you...you never even realized it! Klain: Erm, well... I'm sorry. I...never noticed your feelings towards me... Tate: ...... Klain: But, err... You know, Tate, it's really your fault I haven't noticed! Tate: What? Klain: You keep calling me "Commander" Klain. As if you want to keep your distance! That's why I thought you were only here out of responsibility. Tate: B-but... Klain: Don't call me "Commander" anymore. Just Klain, OK? Tate: Yes, Commander Klain. Klain: Wrong. Klain. Tate: Huh? Oh... Yes... Klain.
  13. GEESE Echidna [spoiler=Support C]Echidna: Hey, you. Geese: Yeah? Echidna: You can sail a ship, right? I want to ask a favor of you. Geese: Of me? Echidna: Yeah. I'm planning on building a new village in the Western Isles. What I want is for you to use your ship to carry people there. I'll pay you well. Geese: ...My ship, huh? Echidna: What's the matter? You can sail one, can't you? Geese: ...Yeah, that's no problem. I was once the captain of a trading vessel. There's no ocean I haven't seen. Echidna: ...Then why did you become a pirate? Geese: I couldn't continue my trading business in this war. We had no choice, so my mates and I turned to piracy. Echidna: Uh-huh. Geese: But we were just seafarers at heart. We didn't like fighting or robbing or any of that stuff. But anyway, the first time we set sail as pirates, everyone started complaining of stomachaches and seasickness. They were all having second thoughts about the whole thing. Echidna: No gut for piracy, eh? I'm surprised you made it this far. Geese: Yeah, well, I sure wasn't doing it because I liked it... [spoiler=Support B]Geese: We may have turned to piracy, but we had no idea what we were doing. ...We figured we'd go for easy targets first. We picked a small trading ship for our first one. We took over the ship without much of a fight, but... Echidna: But what? Geese: There were no valuables. The captain of the ship told me he was in the same situation as us. He said that he was thinking of resorting to piracy to get by, too... Echidna: What did you do? Geese: We let them go. I couldn't rob them after hearing that. Echidna: A pirate with a heart of gold, eh? I can't imagine you made a good living. Geese: ...Yeah, I doubted myself a lot after that. But we kept with it and decided to go after a bigger ship next. We figured we could steal from the rich and keep a clean conscience. Not long after that, we were lucky and came across a large trading ship. Echidna: Yeah? Geese: We didn't have to hold back this time. We charged the ship... But when we got close, ballistae and archers flooded out from within. It was one of Bern's warships. Echidna: Yikes. Geese: They fired at us mercilessly and chased us for three days and nights. We got away somehow, but our ship was wrecked. We hadn't made any money, either. Some of the boys broke down and cried. Heck, even I felt like crying after that disaster. Echidna: I can't blame you. Geese: Well, like I said, I wasn't doing it because I liked it... [spoiler=Support A]Echidna: Hm? What's that? A map? Geese: It's the one treasure I've gotten as a pirate. I found it when we were battling another pirate crew. Echidna: I see. Geese: See the skull mark here? It means buried treasure. Echidna: Have you dug it up yet? Geese: Not yet. Once the war ends, I want to be a merchant again, but I have no money to get started. If this map is right, I can dig up the treasure and repair my ship. Echidna: ...... Geese: I have no money left. I even went into debt to feed my mates. If this map's a fake, then I'll have to let go of my ship forever. ...I can't help but feel a little scared when I think of that. Echidna: Sure. But no amount of worrying will get you that treasure. You have to take action. Geese: ...Yeah. You're right. Echidna: Even if that map's a fake, there are other treasures out there. Once you get your ship fixed up, you'll help us out by carrying the residents to the new village, right? I'm counting on you. Show me your ship sometime. Geese: You got it. I won't let you down. Cath [spoiler=Support C]Cath: Hey, you're a pirate, right? Geese: Uh, yeah... I guess. That was your first thought, huh? Man... Cath: Something wrong? Geese: I used to be a seafaring merchant. Cath: Really? You must've made a lot of money, then. Lucky you. Us poor folk gotta keep breaking our backs, I guess... See ya. Geese: Wait. Cath: Huh? Geese: What's my bag doing in your hand? Cath: ...... S-some eye you've got. Geese: Gee, thanks. Now give it back. Cath: Fine... But there's no treasure I can't steal! Be on your guard, for you never know when I'll strike! [spoiler=Support B]Cath: Hey, Geese... Geese: You again? Cath: Oh, Geese...I can't keep it hidden any longer... Geese: ...... Cath: I'm madly in love with you! Please hold me... Geese: ...Hey. Cath: Uh, yeah? Geese: Were you hit with a berserk staff or something? Cath: What? Geese: You're a lousy actor. Why are you even trying? Cath: What?! You saw through my seduction skills?! I should have given you more credit! Geese: Gee, thanks. But I'm not really the lovey-dovey type. That won't work on me. You'll need to think of another way to rob me. Cath: I-I knew that! This was just a test! But next time's for real. You won't know what hit ya! Your stuff is mine! Geese: Sure it is. Good luck with that. [spoiler=Support A]Cath: Geese! Geese: Yeah? Cath: Does this look familiar? Geese: Hey, that's my... Cath: Heh heh! 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 is this?! It's nothing but worthless junk! Geese: It's not junk. Maps, compasses... It's sailing equipment. Cath: But what about treasure?! Where's your treasure?! Geese: Ha ha ha, I never had any treasure! I'm broke. Drowning in debt, to tell the truth. I've got nothing worth stealing! Cath: Grr... Wipe that smile off your face! Being broke is nothing to be proud of! Geese: It's OK. I've got a dream. I'm gonna go back to being a trader and hit the jackpot. You'll see. My ship'll be so full of riches it'll barely stay afloat. Maybe then you'll have something to steal! Cath: ...... Did...did I lose? Are you a big shot? ...Or just an idiot? Douglas [spoiler=Support 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, Elphin to the Western Isles. Geese: Yeah, I did what I could. That bard was an interesting guy. The girl he came with was seasick the whole time, though. Douglas: I see... Geese, I must apologize. I misjudged you. Geese: What? Douglas: The assassins were still after Elphin, so I couldn't put him on a large ship. He would have been found immediately. You were my only option. But being a pirate, I didn't trust you completely. Even so, you kept your word. For that, I thank you. Geese: Sure... No problem. Douglas: You could have turned him over to the revolutionaries for a hefty reward. Why did you choose to help him? It didn't make you much money. Geese: ...Well, helping people makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside. I sure can't say the same thing about piracy. [spoiler=Support B]Geese: Hey. Douglas: Geese, I feel I must reward you somehow. Geese: Reward me? Douglas: You saved our country. I will give you anything you ask. Geese: Don't be ridiculous... I already got the payment you promised me. Douglas: No... That paltry sum doesn't suffice for what you've done. You are a hero to the Etrurian people. Geese: I'm a hero? What are you on about? The guy's just a bard. I mean, I guess he ended up liberating the Western Isles, but... Douglas: Geese... There is something you should know... ...... ...Hmm... Geese: Yeah? Douglas: ...I'm sorry. I cannot tell you now. Geese: Yeesh... Way to leave me hanging. Douglas: In any case... I hear that you helped the people living in the Isles as well. Our king and prince had wished them to be free. You did our nation a great service. Geese: Well, I hate to burst your bubble... But I don't care about politics or nations or any of that in the least. I just wanted to pay the villagers back for helping me out. [spoiler=Support A]Geese: ...You're just not gonna leave me be, are you? Douglas: Absolutely not. You have done me a great favor. It would be a dishonor on my name if I didn't return it. Geese: You knights are so hard-headed. I swear, if you found a coin lying in the street, you'd leave it out of honor or loyalty or some nonsense. Douglas: Geese... Geese: Sigh.... [sic] Fine, let me think... ...All right, here's what I want. I want you and your king to run a good country. Don't go around causing pointless wars. And make sure people can travel and do business safely. I'm gonna go bankrupt if you don't do that for me. Douglas: ...Geese... You deserve better than the life of a pirate. I swear on my life that I will fulfill your requests! Lalum [spoiler=Support C]Geese: Hey, you... Lalum: *jumps in fright* Eeeeeeeek! A pirate! Geese: W-wait a minute! Lalum: Eeeeeeeek! *struggles for a couple seconds* Help me, help me, help me! Geese: S-stop... Wait! Listen to me! Lalum: What? Why should I? Pirates are all the same. You're just going to say, "Shut up!" Or, "You'd better keep quiet if you want to live!" Or something like that. Oh no! I'm looking death in the face! But just you wait. Soon Lord Roy'll come to my rescue on a shining white stallion... Geese: ...Uh, are you done? Listen. I'm not a pirate anymore. Lalum: Hmph! I know better than to listen to your honeyed words! I know you just want to kidnap me because I'm so irresistible. Geese: ...Not a chance. Lalum: What?! Are you saying I'm not cute enough to kidnap?! Geese: Look, you... No... Forget it. See you around. Or not. *leaves* Lalum: Hey, wait! [spoiler=Support B]Lalum: *jumps in fright* Eeeeeeek! It's the pirate again! Geese: I said I'm not... Lalum: You're still trying to cover up the obvious truth? Your hairstyle, your clothes... Everything about you just screams, "Yo ho ho, I'm a pirate!" Geese: ...Fine... Have it your way. Lalum: Aha! You admit it! So? What's next? You still want to kidnap me, right? Geese: Seriously... Just listen to what I have to say... Lalum: Oh no! I'm looking death in the face! But just you wait. Lord Roy could beat you down any day of the week! *Lalum pushes Geese off to the side and takes his place* Lalum: "Are you hurt, Lalum?" *she goes back to the left* Lalum: "Oh, Lord Roy..." *Lalum returns to where Geese was* Lalum: "Lalum, I can't live without you." *she goes back to the left again* Lalum: "Oh, me neither, milord..." And then he moves in close and... *swoons* Ooooohhhh! Geese: ...... Lalum: Hey, where are you going? Geese: Away... Talking with you is exhausting. [spoiler=Support A]Geese: Hey. Lalum: It's the pirate! Are you still trying to-- Geese: This is yours, right? Lalum: Oh... I lost this ribbon the other day. Wait! I get it. You stole it, right?! Geese: Why would I return it if I stole it?! I found it lying on the ground and I thought it might be yours. Lalum: Oh. Then why didn't you say so in the first place? Geese: I would have if you let me! You just started screaming whenever we met! You should stop and listen once in a while... Lalum: You're not a bad guy then. I had nothing to be scared of all along. Geese: ...... *leaves* Lalum: Hold on there, buster. I'll show you a special dance in return. Hey, I said wait... What?! Are you saying you don't want to see my dance?! Garret [spoiler=Support C]Garret: Hey, you're a sailor, right? Geese: Hm? Yeah, I am. Garret: D'you make a lotta money as a sailor? Geese: ...... Well, I used to. But now...not so much. I've had to stoop to piracy. Garret: Oh... Never mind then. Geese: What? Did you want something? Garret: I was hopin' you might hire me to work on your ship, but what's the point of goin' from a bandit to a pirate? I...don't wanna rob for a livin' 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. [spoiler=Support B]Geese: Hey, Garret. Try spinning around a few times. Garret: What? Are you jokin'? Geese: Just think of it as a sailor's test. Garret: Grr. Fine. ......... All right, done. Geese: Good. Now try walking over here. Garret: ...... *moves forward* ...Whoa. *stumbles* Geese: Yeah, you're gonna get seasick. You'll have to fix that if you want to be a sailor. Garret: What? A grown man, seasick? Geese: Age doesn't make any difference. I've seen plenty of grown men puke their guts out. The outer seas can be especially nasty. We sometimes come across storms that could flip a ship over. Well, everyone gets used to it after a month or so. Garret: A month? I'm gonna be seasick for a whole month? But it's not like we'll be at sea the whole time, right? Geese: Of course we will. The ocean's huge. We sometimes don't even see land for an entire year. Garret: Whoa... Maybe I don't wanna do this after all. [spoiler=Support A]Garret: Fast cash isn't easy to find, is it? Sailing sounds worse the more I hear about it. Geese: You think so? The sea's wonderful. Garret: But it's all water, right? It's just blue, blue, 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 rises in the east...or when it sets in the west... The whole ocean is illuminated into a beautiful gold... Garret: ...... Geese: I prefer sunset over dawn personally, though. There's nothing like sailing into the setting sun... Garret: But you can't make any money with a sunset. Geese: ...You have no sense for majesty. Tell you what. I'll let you on my ship sometime. Once you see that beauty, you'll understand what it is to be a sailor. Garret: But it won't put bread on the table... That's all for Chapter 10A. Hope you won't be too confused by the order of upcoming units here.
  14. GONZALES Lilina [spoiler=Support C]Gonzales: Li...lina. Lilina. Lilina: Yes? Gonzales: This. I give you. Lilina: Oh... What a pretty white flower. Thank you, Gonzales. Gonzales: Th... Thank...? What that? Lilina: What? Gonzales: I not smart... I not know many words... Lilina: Oh... I said "Thank you." It's an expression of gratitude. Gonzales: Grat...? Lilina: Um... When someone does something for you and you feel happy, you say, "Thank you." Gonzales: Thank...you? Lilina: That's right... Thank you. [spoiler=Support B]Gonzales: L-Lilina. Lilina. Thank...you... Lilina: No, Gonzales, it's not for greetings. Gonzales: This, I give you. You pretty. Flower pretty. Look good together... Lilina: Thank you very much, Gonzales. Gonzales: Thank you... Lilina: This really is a beautiful flower... They grow by Roy's home, too. * Gonzales: Roy? Who Roy? Lilina: Roy is the leader of this army. He's not very strong, but...he's very kind. Gonzales: ...Lilina like Roy? Lilina: Hm...? Yes... Yes, I like him very much. Gonzales: ...... ...I leave. Lilina: What? Wait, Gonzales... *Note: The dialogue advances without a button prompt here. [spoiler=Support A]Lilina: Wait! Gonzales! What's wrong? Why have you been avoiding me? Gonzales: Sh...shut up! Lilina: Ah! Gonzales: G-go away! Go, go, go! *leaves* Lilina: ...... *leaves as well* Gonzales: *comes out of hiding* 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* ...No. Gonzales: Li...lina? Lilina: "Thank you"...is something you say when you're happy. You don't use it when...you leave someone. Gonzales: Lilina... You cry? Lilina: You're crying too... Why are you crying? Gonzales: I...I... Lilina: Gonzales... Don't leave me. Gonzales: Lilina... Lilina: Don't tell me to go away... Please... Stay with me... Gonzales: Lilina... I...I... Lilina: Gonzales... Gonzales: Waaahhh... Echidna [spoiler=Support C]Echidna: Whoa. Gonzales: Uh? Echidna: Hey, what's your name? Gonzales: Gonzales. Echidna: Gonzales. You're huge. And look at your muscles. You must be able to pull trees right out of the ground. Gonzales: I...? Echidna: Hm, this is quite a find. There's no way that I'm letting you get away. Gonzales: Uh... What? ...... ...I get away now. Echidna: Hey, wait! [spoiler=Support B]Echidna: Oh. Gonzales: Uh... Echidna: Wait, don't leave! I need a favor from you. Gonzales: ...Me? Echidna: Yes, I need you. I'm going to help build a new village in the Western Isles. Gonzales: Village... Echidna: There are lots of people who lost their homes in the war. Even many people in the resistance force are homeless now. Gonzales: Lost their home... Echidna: I'm going to build a village for those people. But I can't do it on my own. What I really need is big, strong men like you. What do you say? You'll get free meals. Gonzales: But...I ugly... I not be with people. People hate me... Echidna: Ha ha, don't be ridiculous. Help them out by carrying a couple logs and everyone'll love you. Gonzales: Love me...? I help you. [spoiler=Support A]Echidna: Hey again. Gonzales: Uh... What... What your name? Echidna: Oh, right. I never told you, did I? I'm-- Gonzales: No... I stupid. I not remember... ...And I ugly. Everyone stare at me... I ugly and stupid... Echidna: ...Oh dear. Gonzales, all you need is confidence. Maybe you're not the most handsome guy, and maybe you're no genius. But so what? Gonzales: Uh...? Echidna: Look, Gonzales. I'll be frank with you. You've got a good heart, but you're ugly as sin. That's why people make fun of you. Gonzales: Uh... Echidna: But that's no reason to give up. Everyone has strong points and weak points. Find something unique to you. Gonzales: Unique... Echidna: Right. Unique to you. Once you do that, no one will make fun of you anymore. You'll have no reason to think so lowly of yourself. You can stand proud, with both your strong points and weak points. Gonzales: U...unique...? ...... I think later. My head hurt. Echidna: Ha ha ha... Take all the time you need. Dayan [spoiler=Support C]Gonzales: Hey... What that? Dayan: Hm? Haven't you seen eastern bows before? This is a bow we use for training. Gonzales: I-I can see? Dayan: All right. Here. Try pulling the string. Gonzales: Pull good? Dayan: You're incredibly strong. A normal man wouldn't be able to pull it at all. Gonzales: I-I strong. Dayan: Now, try firing this arrow... Gonzales: H-huh? Dayan: First, you put the arrow here... Gonzales: Put arrow here... Dayan: Now let go. Gonzales: Let go... Ugh. *falls over* Dayan: Gonzales! Are you all right? Gonzales: Arrow hit me... [spoiler=Support B]Dayan: Let me see your head. Yes... It looks better. Gonzales: Uh... No more bow. What that horse? Strange color. Dayan: Ah, it looks different from the horses in your home, doesn't it? We use these horses as a way of life in Sacae. We can also keep up with the mounts that western knights ride upon. Gonzales: I-I want ride... Guh. *is kicked away by the horse* Dayan: Gonzales! Are you all right? Horses are very sensitive to people standing behind them. You have to be careful. Gonzales: ...Ow... Horse kick me... [spoiler=Support A]Dayan: I'm sorry, Gonzales. It seems that you get hurt whenever you are with me. Gonzales: It OK. Dayan: Here, I'll give you this as an apology. Gonzales: What this? Dayan: It's a headdress that we of the Kutolah clan wear. It would suit a fine warrior like you nicely. Gonzales: ...I like. Dayan: Take this as well. It's a wine made from horse milk. We drink it at festivities. Gonzales: I happy. I drink. Dayan: Wait, don't...drink so much... Gonzales: Uh? Uhwuhwuh? *collapses* Dayan: Gonzales! Can you get up? This wine is very strong. You shouldn't drink so much of it at once. Gonzales: *is on the ground* Uhwuhwuhhh... Treck [spoiler=Support C]Gonzales: Hngh? Treck: Hm...? Who are you? Gonzales: Me? I...I Gonzales. Treck: Gonzales? That's a nice name... Gonzales: R-really? Treck: I'm Treck. Nice to meet you. Gonzales: T...T...? Treck: Treck. Gonzales: Treck, Treck, Treck, Treck, Tre... Treck: Ha ha, you don't need to say it so many times. Gonzales: Quiet. I forget. ...Kret, Kret, Kret... OK, I remember. Treck: Ha ha, you're an odd one. Say, do you think you--Sorry, what was your name again? [spoiler=Support B]Gonzales: Uh? You... Treck: Hm...? Gonzales: Who you? I see you before. Treck: Really? I must be famous. My name is Treck. Gonzales: Tr...Tr...Tr-- Treck: --reck. Gonzales: Reck. Treck: Yep... So hey, what's your name? Gonzales: I Gonzales. Treck: Gonzales? That's a nice name... Gonzales: R-really? Treck: Yeah, it has kind of a calm air to it... Gonzales: Calm... What calm...? Treck: 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. [spoiler=Support A]Treck: Ahhh... Gonzales: Uh? Treck: It's so peaceful here... I think we could make a good team, you and me. Uh, but what's your...? Gonzales: Gonzales. Treck: Gonzales? That's a nice name... Oh yeah, my name is... Gonzales: You Reck. Treck: Hm? Am I? Oh yeah, you're right. Reck. That sounds like my name. Well, whatever. Let's go. Gonzales: Ugh. Garret [spoiler=Support C]Garret: Whoa?! Gonzales: Uh? Wha? Garret: What in Elibe?! You an enemy? Gonzales: I...I... I Gonzales. Garret: I wasn't askin' your name. I guess you ain't an enemy, though. Gonzales: I Gonzales. Garret: ...How'd they letchoo into this army anyway? You're like the exact opposite of me. Gonzales: ...... Garret: I mean, look at what yer wearin'! You look like a total brigand. People'll run at the first sight of ya. Gonzales: ...... Garret: I think you could learn from me. Gonzales: Learn? You? Garret: ...What? You got a problem with that? Gonzales: N-no... OK. I learn you. Garret: I'm Professor Garret. Got that? Gonzales: P... P...? Strange name... Garret: Look who's talkin'! [spoiler=Support B]Garret: Hey. You want somethin'? Gonzales: You... P...P... G...? Garret: Professor Garret. Gonzales: Yeah... You that. Here. I give you. Garret: Hey! Guess you ain't so useless after all. Gonzales: You like? Garret: Yeah, my mom used to pick these in the mountains when I was a kid. The bittersweet seeds are the best part! Gonzales: Mom... You have parents. I not have... Garret: Not anymore I don't. My mom was killed in a bandit attack when I was younger. Gonzales: ...... Garret: I survived, though. I hunted down every single one of those bandits and made them pay. Gonzales: ...... Garret: It took me eight years. And now...I got nothin' to show for it. I just...got nothin' else to live for. Gonzales: ...... Garret: Grr... Why am I tellin' this to you anyway? [spoiler=Support A]Garret: Hey, Gonzales. Gonzales: You... P... Garret: Professor Garret. Gonzales: Yeah... You that. Here. I give you. Garret: Whoa, you kiddin'...? You didn't have to bring the whole tree with you. Gonzales: You like this. Garret: Well, yeah, but this is goin' a little overboard... Ah, who cares. Thanks. You want some? Gonzales: No. I not eat strange things. Garret: ...What's that supposed to mean? Hm? ...Looks like we better get goin'. Come on, Gonzales. Let's go. Gonzales: Yeah. Bartre [spoiler=Support C]Bartre: So...you're Gonzales. I hear you've been quite a nuisance in the Isles. Gonzales: Uh... Bartre: What do you fight for? Gonzales: I...I want fight with everyone. But...I useless. I become strong, everyone like me. Become strong. Bartre: I see... Very well. I'll train you. First, I want you to hit me as hard as you can. Gonzales: Hit? I can't... Hurt you... Bartre: Oh yeah...? Take this! *advances to attack Gonzales* Gonzales: Ugh. *is knocked away, but returns* Wh-why you hit me? Bartre: You think your puny fists can hurt ME?! Now hit me! Gonzales: O-OK... Raaah! *advances to attack Bartre* Bartre: Oof... *another Bartre appears a little further back* * Yeah... You're pretty strong. But it's my turn now! Brace yourself! *Note: This actually does happen, but I assume he really should be knocked offscreen and reappear like Gonzales did. [spoiler=Support B]Bartre: Gonzales. Are you keeping up with your training? Gonzales: Look, look. I find this. I have money. Bartre: So you do. What of it? Gonzales: I become strong. I buy armor. I not get hurt. Bartre: Oh yeah...? Take this! *advances to attack Gonzales* Gonzales: Ugh. *is knocked away* Bartre: Offense is everything! If you beat your enemy in a single hit, he won't even have a chance to hit back! Only puny worms wear armor! Gonzales: *returns* O-OK... I wrong. I beat enemy in one hit. I buy strong axe. Bartre: Oh yeah...? Take this! *attacks Gonzales again* Gonzales: Egh. *is knocked away again* Bartre: You think that a good weapon makes you strong? A true warrior fights with the raw strength of his muscles! Don't waste your time buying weapons! Build your muscles! Build them up so big that you can crumble walls with a rusty iron axe! Gonzales: *returns again* O-OK... [spoiler=Support A]Bartre: Ah, Gonzales. Gonzales: I... Bartre: You needn't say anything, Gonzales. I can tell by looking in your eyes. You've become strong. You've come a long way from the little weakling you were when we first met. Gonzales: I...I... Bartre: I know what you're going to say, Gonzales. And you're welcome. It was my pleasure. Gonzales: I... Bartre: But you still have a long way to go. The path to true warriorhood is hard and neverending [sic]. Now come, Gonzales. Let us train until we can tear down the very sky above! Gonzales: I... In case you were wondering how I'd handle the route split here, I'll post the conversations for the units recruited in Path A ("Western Resistance" and "Hero of the West") first. Path B's chapters and units ("Amidst a Struggle" and "Flight Toward Freedom") will soon follow after that. As mentioned in the first post, any units that can be recruited in both paths will have their conversations posted in order of the earliest chapter they can be recruited, hence why we have Gonzales here.
  15. SHIN Dayan [spoiler=Support C]Shin: Chieftain. Dayan: Shin... I'm sorry I assigned you such a difficult task. You have my thanks for locating my granddaughter. Shin: It was my pleasure, Chieftain. Dayan: It must have been a difficult journey. Where did you go after you left us? Shin: After we lost the battle, I crossed many lands in search of Sue. I rode 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... Much time has passed since we lost that battle. Shin: Chieftain... Dayan: We lost many of our clansmen. ...Young ones, too. Shin: But you survived, Chieftain. No matter how divided the clan may be you can unite us once more. [spoiler=Support B]Shin: The nations in the west, Lycia and Etruria, were very different from Sacae. There were soldiers clad in heavy armor that would allow no arrows to pass. Dayan: So I would imagine. In the vast plains of Sacae, horses are our livelihood. But in more populated areas, key points are defended by soldiers such as the ones you speak of. It is not surprising that our tactics fail on foreign ground. Shin: ...... Dayan: Betrayal and trickery are simple tactics to them. It is only us who think such methods dishonorable. It is no surprise we lost with such a mindset. Shin: ...But...I cannot accept such...dirty tactics. Dayan: You must accept the fact that people use them, though. We must be prepared for them when they are used against us. [spoiler=Support A]Dayan: Shin. Shin: Yes? Dayan: Our Father the Sky has brought us blessings in spite of our hardships. I think you have been especially blessed. Shin: What do you mean? Dayan: The land isn't as it used to be. We of Sacae must have broader perspectives. We must think outside of the clans. Shin: But Chieftain... Dayan: You seem to have learned much in your travels. This old wolf is too old to learn new ways of thinking. But you are young. You are responsible for leading Sacae to a brighter future. Consider this an order from your Chieftain, Shin. It is the youth that will decide Sacae's fate. Shin: Yes, Chieftain... Sue [spoiler=Support C]Shin: Sue, please step back. It's not wise to linger around the front. Sue: Shin, this is a battle. I must be up front to fight. Shin: 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. Shin: 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. Shin: Thank you. Sue: You sound like Grandfather when you argue with me. Shin: That is the highest praise you could give me, Sue. I respect the Silver Wolf more than any other man. [spoiler=Support B]Shin: Sue, you're still up front, 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. Shin: 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 the reason [sic] I should be up front and fight. Shin: 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. Shin: 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. Shin: Yes, you're right. I shall remember that. Sue: Thank you. Do you promise not to overstretch yourself? Shin: Yes, I do. [spoiler=Support A]Sue: Shin, are you all right? Shin: What is the matter, Sue? You look troubled... Sue: I heard you were ambushed... Shin: I'm not hurt. Sue: ...Shin, I want you to retreat to the back lines. I will take over for you. Shin: What are you saying, Sue? It should be you in back! Sue: No, this is an order. Step back. Shin: But... Sue: Retreat to the back lines, Shin! Will you disobey my order? Shin: 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, Shin. I never want to feel that again. I don't want to lose you! Shin: Sue... Sue: You must not die before I do. Understood? Shin: I was ordered to protect you, Sue. I will not die and leave you. Sue: Swear it to me. Shin: I swear to our Father the Sky and our Mother the Earth. Fir [spoiler=Support C]Fir: Oh... Shin: ...... Fir: You're...Shin, right? Shin: ...... Fir: You joined this army, too? What a coincidence. Shin: Yeah... It is. Fir: ...... Um... Oh yeah. Did you find the woman you were looking for? Shin: ...... Fir: I-I'm sorry... Maybe I shouldn't have asked... Shin: No... It's fine. I found her. Fir: Oh, you did? That's nice to hear. Shin: Yes. [spoiler=Support B]Fir: Shin! Shin: ...... Fir: Is something wrong? Shin: ...I never asked you. Which clan are you from? Fir: What? Shin: Are you from Bulgar? Or are you one of the Djute that betrayed us? Fir: ...I don't know. Shin: ...... 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... Shin: ...I see. Fir: Um, you're from the Kutolah, right? You said so before. Shin: That's right. Our chieftain is the Silver Wolf, the strongest warrior in Sacae. None can match his mastery of the sword and bow. Fir: You admire him greatly. Shin: ...Can you tell? Fir: Yes, I can tell by your eyes. You're usually foreboding... I-I mean, quiet... But you look proud talking about him. [spoiler=Support A]Shin: You're...strange. Fir: I...I am? Shin: 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... Shin: 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... Shin: 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. Shin: You have beautiful eyes. Fir: Wh-what? Shin: 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! Dorothy [spoiler=Support C]Shin: ...... ...... ...... Dorothy: *is at a distance* ...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... [spoiler=Support B]Dorothy: Hello, Shin! 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. *Shin approaches* 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? Shin: ...... *leaves* Dorothy: Hmm... Well... I need to think some more... [spoiler=Support 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. *Shin approaches* Dorothy: ...... Oh... * Shin: ...... Dorothy: Um, uh...er... H-hello! Shin: Yes, hello... Dorothy: Uh, wh...what... Shin: ? Dorothy: W-what...what...kind... Shin: What kind...? Dorothy: What kind food of do like you? ...Shoot... Shin: Fruit. Dorothy: Huh? Shin: You're asking what kind of food I like, right? I like fruit. Dorothy: Uh... ...Did you hear me talking to myself? Shin: It was difficult not to with such a loud voice. Dorothy: Er...uh... Shin: If you wish to talk to me, don't hesitate. Dorothy: It's all right?! Shin: Of course... We fight together. Dorothy: Yes, you're right! *Note: The text appears to advance here, but then Dorothy's bubble closes. Zeiss [spoiler=Support C]Zeiss: Whoa! *dodges an arrow* Shin: *approaches Zeiss* ...... Zeiss: What are you doing, shooting at me?! I'm on your side! Shin: ...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? Shin: ...... Zeiss: ...... *Shin 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. [spoiler=Support B]Zeiss: Hey, Shin! How are you doing? Shin: ...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!! Shin: Look out! *moves forward to attack an enemy* !! Zeiss: ! Shin: ...Hm. I missed his throat. *moves back* Zeiss: I thought I'd finished him already... Sorry to make you clean up after my mistake... Shin: 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? Shin: No. *leaves* Zeiss: ...... ...Oh well. He saved my life, so there's that, I guess... [spoiler=Support A]Zeiss: *approaches Shin* Shin! Behind you! Shin: ! Zeiss: Are you all right? I guess even you have some trouble when surrounded. Shin: You didn't have to do that. Zeiss: I couldn't help it. I acted without thinking. Shin: ...... Zeiss: I'll be going now. Just make sure you don't start shooting at me again! Shin: 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. Shin: I'm not stupid enough to point my bow at an ally. ...I will never shoot you. Zeiss: ...Yeah, you're right! Shin: I'll be right behind you. Leave the enemies you miss to me. Zeiss: Yeah, I will! And so the second arc begins...and Chapter 9 ends...
  16. FIR Bartre [spoiler=Support C]Bartre: Fiiirrr! Where are you? Fiiirrr! Fiiirrr! Fir: *approaches Bartre* 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-on, [sic] 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. *leaves* Bartre: Hrmm... Be careful, my daughter. [spoiler=Support B]Bartre: Fiiirrr! Fiiirrr! Where are you, my daughter? Fir: *approaches Bartre* 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... *leaves* Bartre: Hrmm... Take care of yourself, my daughter. [spoiler=Support A]Bartre: Fiiirrr! Fiii-- Fir: *approaches Bartre* 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 anyway [sic] 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! Noah [spoiler=Support 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--?! *trips* Noah: What! 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! [spoiler=Support 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! *leaves* Noah: ...... ...Fir. [spoiler=Support 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! *leaves* Noah: Fir! Fir: *is stopped from leaving* 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. Karel [spoiler=Support 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. [spoiler=Support 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...? [spoiler=Support 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! Rutger [spoiler=Support 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?! *Rutger leaves* 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... [spoiler=Support 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: ...... *leaves* Fir: ...I just... ...Maybe I was being rude. I should apologize the next time I see him. [spoiler=Support 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. Shin [spoiler=Support C]Fir: Oh... Shin: ...... Fir: You're...Shin, right? Shin: ...... Fir: You joined this army, too? What a coincidence. Shin: Yeah... It is. Fir: ...... Um... Oh yeah. Did you find the woman you were looking for? Shin: ...... Fir: I-I'm sorry... Maybe I shouldn't have asked... Shin: No... It's fine. I found her. Fir: Oh, you did? That's nice to hear. Shin: Yes. [spoiler=Support B]Fir: Shin! Shin: ...... Fir: Is something wrong? Shin: ...I never asked you. Which clan are you from? Fir: What? Shin: Are you from Bulgar? Or are you one of the Djute that betrayed us? Fir: ...I don't know. Shin: ...... 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... Shin: ...I see. Fir: Um, you're from the Kutolah, right? You said so before. Shin: That's right. Our chieftain is the Silver Wolf, the strongest warrior in Sacae. None can match his mastery of the sword and bow. Fir: You admire him greatly. Shin: ...Can you tell? Fir: Yes, I can tell by your eyes. You're usually foreboding... I-I mean, quiet... But you look proud talking about him. [spoiler=Support A]Shin: You're...strange. Fir: I...I am? Shin: 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... Shin: 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... Shin: 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. Shin: You have beautiful eyes. Fir: Wh-what? Shin: 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!
  17. OGIER Lilina [spoiler=Support 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. [spoiler=Support 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... Lilina: 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... [spoiler=Support 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. Barth [spoiler=Support C]Barth: Ogier. Ogier: Sir Barth. Barth: Have you been keeping up with your training? Ogier: Of course. Barth: ...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. Barth: That is simply because you don't train yourself hard enough. Ogier: But, I mean, I wasn't born with-- Barth: This is a perfect opportunity. I shall train you every day. I will make a knight of you yet. Ogier: Are you sure...? [spoiler=Support B]Ogier: Sir Barth... This training is just...crazy. Barth: You'll get used to it soon enough. I do it everyday [sic]. Ogier: Yes, but I don't have the build that you do... Barth: Was that a complaint I heard just now? Ogier: No... Barth: Then keep quiet and train harder. Ogier: Yes, sir... [spoiler=Support A]Barth: Hm? Are those practice swings I hear...? *leaves to investigate* Ogier: *is elsewhere* Whew... I wonder if I'm any closer to Sir Barth by now. Barth: *approaches Ogier* Ogier. Ogier: Whoa! Oh, Sir Barth! You scared me. Barth: 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. Barth: 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. Barth: I only said that to make you train harder. I know your build can't handle heavy armor. Ogier: Really? Barth: It encouraged you, didn't it? Ogier: Did it? I'd say it made me suffer more than anything... Barth: What was that? Ogier: Nothing... Lalum [spoiler=Support C]Lalum: Hmm... I need to work on my twirls more... Ogier: *approaches Lalum* Oh... Lalum: Who's there?! You! You saw my secret training! Ogier: N-no! I didn't mean to! Lalum: Irrelevant! Now that you've seen me, I can't let you live. Ogier: Y-you're going to kill me? Lalum: 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. Lalum: 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. Lalum: 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? Lalum: Hey! Don't get any funny ideas about what that means! Ogier: W-what?! I wasn't! [spoiler=Support B]Lalum: Hmm... Ogier: Oh, Lalum. Lalum: Huh? Oh, you're that guy who was spying on me. Ogier: ...Not exactly... Lalum: Well, you praised my dancing, so I'll forgive you. Ogier: You really like to dance, don't you? Lalum: 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. Lalum: Hey, I know. Do you want me to show you the rest of my dance from before? Ogier: R-really? Lalum: 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. Lalum: 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...? Lalum: Dance Number 6. Ogier: Oh. That's kind of...boring. Lalum: Hey! Is that an insult? Ogier: N-no! By no means. Lalum: Yes, it was! Ogier: No, it wasn't! Lalum: Yeah, whatever! Sorry, I changed my mind. I won't show you my dance anymore! Ogier: Aw, man... [spoiler=Support A]Ogier: Lalum! Lalum: What? Oh, I know. You just want to see that dance, right? Ogier: Your dancing... I think I've seen it somewhere before. Lalum: 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. Lalum: Hm... 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. Lalum: 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...? Lalum: They're really amazing! Ogier: I...I bet. Lalum: Hey! You were getting funny ideas again, weren't you? Ogier: N-no! I wasn't! Wendy [spoiler=Support C]Ogier: What are you doing, Wendy? Wendy: I'm practicing my walking. Ogier: Walking? Why? Wendy: 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. Wendy: The basics are everything, Ogier. [spoiler=Support B]Ogier: Yah! Yah! Wendy: 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. Wendy: 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! [spoiler=Support A]Ogier: How are you doing, Wendy? Wendy: Perfectly fine, of course. A strong knight can't complain. Ogier: Me neither. Not if I want to be a powerful mercenary... Wendy: ...Thank you, Ogier. Ogier: F-for what? Wendy: 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. Wendy: I agree. But I'll never let you get ahead of me. Ogier: Right back at you, Wendy! Bors [spoiler=Support 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 Wendy. 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. [spoiler=Support B]Ogier: I heard from Sir Barth 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 Barth was so boring that you forgot about it? Bors: Oh, no, that's not it. 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. [spoiler=Support 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. And with that, Chapter 8 and the Lycia arc in general are finally complete! Can you believe we're already more or less halfway through the entire unit roster? Stay tuned for future updates. We're not done yet!
  18. BARTH Lilina [spoiler=Support C]Lilina: Barth. I haven't thanked you yet, have I? Barth: Thanked me? Lilina: You came to rescue me. Barth: Oh, that. Such is my duty as a knight, milady. If anything, I should apologize that we didn't arrive sooner. Lilina: Barth...I'm sorry. I can never repay you for that... Oh, I know. Here, take this necklace. Barth: Lady Lilina, please. We do not fight for reward. Lilina: But... Barth: You are safe. That in itself is reward enough. Lilina: Thank you, Barth... [spoiler=Support B]Lilina: Barth. Do you know what Debias and Legance did? Barth: 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...? Barth: The rebellion was in planning before Bern even invaded. Astore 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. Barth: But that trust is what put you in danger... Lilina: Yes, exactly... I'm truly sorry, Barth... Barth: 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. [spoiler=Support A]Lilina: Barth... What do you think will happen to Ostia without my father? Barth: 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. Barth: ...... 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: ...... Barth: No matter the path you follow, no matter how you doubt yourself, we true knights will always swear our undying loyalty to you. Ogier [spoiler=Support C]Barth: Ogier. Ogier: Sir Barth. Barth: Have you been keeping up with your training? Ogier: Of course. Barth: ...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. Barth: That is simply because you don't train yourself hard enough. Ogier: But, I mean, I wasn't born with-- Barth: This is a perfect opportunity. I shall train you every day. I will make a knight of you yet. Ogier: Are you sure...? [spoiler=Support B]Ogier: Sir Barth... This training is just...crazy. Barth: You'll get used to it soon enough. I do it everyday [sic]. Ogier: Yes, but I don't have the build that you do... Barth: Was that a complaint I heard just now? Ogier: No... Barth: Then keep quiet and train harder. Ogier: Yes, sir... [spoiler=Support A]Barth: Hm? Are those practice swings I hear...? *leaves to investigate* Ogier: *is elsewhere* Whew... I wonder if I'm any closer to Sir Barth by now. Barth: *approaches Ogier* Ogier. Ogier: Whoa! Oh, Sir Barth! You scared me. Barth: 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. Barth: 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. Barth: I only said that to make you train harder. I know your build can't handle heavy armor. Ogier: Really? Barth: It encouraged you, didn't it? Ogier: Did it? I'd say it made me suffer more than anything... Barth: What was that? Ogier: Nothing... Bors [spoiler=Support C]Bors: Ah, Barth. Long time no see. Barth: Yes. You seem to have improved a great deal. Bors: There were many tough battles in our journey from Lycia to Ostia. Barth: 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... Barth: No one has need of a weak knight. I train myself to prevail in battle. Bors: Heh. You haven't changed at all. Barth: Neither have you...oaf [sic] [spoiler=Support B]Bors: Barth... Were you all right with that? Barth: With what? Bors: With not going into battle alongside Lord Hector. You've always said that a knight's purpose is to fight. Barth: ...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... Barth: 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 at peace. Bors: Don't blame yourself... You always do that. Barth: 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 were knighted. We couldn't hide something from one another even if we tried. Barth: Ha ha ha... You're right about that. [spoiler=Support A]Barth: Bors, I always wanted to ask you... Bors: Ask me what? Barth: Why did you become a knight? Bors: Because I want to protect the ones I love. Barth: Admirable. Bors: And you? Barth: 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? 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. Barth: A lance and shield... Bors: An unstoppable lance and an unbreakable shield. Barth: That sounds like a plan, friend! Wendy [spoiler=Support C]Wendy: Sir Barth! Are you all right? Barth: Of course. Do you expect me to lose to weaklings like these? Wendy: No, never. Barth: Then I won't ask you how you're doing. We knights of Ostia are always at our peak. Wendy: Yes, sir. Barth: I appreciate your concern for me, but worry about yourself before you worry about others. Wendy: Yes, sir. [spoiler=Support B]Barth: What's the matter, Wendy? You're panting. A knight of Ostia shouldn't be heaving after a light battle like that. Wendy: Yes, I'm sorry, sir. Barth: Remember our training, Wendy! Remember how we sprint-marched over that mountain. This is nothing compared to that! Wendy: Yes, sir! Barth: Show the enemy...why they should fear the knights of Ostia! Wendy: Yes, sir! [spoiler=Support A]Wendy: Sir Barth, how can I improve myself further? Barth: You're a full-fledged knight of Ostia now, Wendy. I have no criticisms to offer you. Wendy: Thank you, sir! But...Sir Barth... Anything will do. Say anything. Barth: Say anything? What? Wendy: Uh... I'm sure there is something I could improve in... Barth: No. You must critique yourself now. Wendy: But... Barth: What's the matter? Why do you look so discouraged? Wendy: I...I want you to teach me more... Barth: Sorry? Wendy: Don't...don't leave me, Sir Barth... Barth: What are you talking about? We fight together as equals. I won't leave you. Wendy: Truly? Barth: Of course. ...We can afford to waste no more time talking like this. Let's move, Wendy! Wendy: Yes, sir! Astore [spoiler=Support C]Barth: It seems Bern was working behind the scenes even before the war started. Astore: 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. Barth: The betrayals and Lord Hector's death... We all share the blame. It wasn't just you. Astore: Nah, it was me. The mistakes I made... They were just too egregious. Barth: ...We must keep our eyes sharp so that such a tragedy does not happen again. Astore: Yeah, traitors and spies could be anywhere. Possibly even in this army. Barth: What...?! You know of a traitor in our ranks?! Astore: Well...no. But if I learned anything from Lord Hector's death, it's that we can't be too careful. [spoiler=Support B]Barth: Astore... About potential traitors. Astore: Yeah? Barth: Do you have any suspects? Astore: No, not yet. I'm looking into it. Barth: Once you think about who might be a traitor...any number of soldiers could betray us for any number of reasons. Astore: 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. Barth: The most obvious suspect would be that princess... Astore: Guinivere, princess of Bern. There is something suspicious about her. Barth: Lord Roy trusts her. I don't want to think that she... Astore: Still... Barth: Our comrades would lose all trust in us if they found out we suspect them of betrayal... Astore: ...... It's rough, isn't it? But someone's got to do it. [spoiler=Support A]Barth: Astore. ...How did the search go? Astore: Yeah, about that. It took a while, but I feel confident that there are no traitors. Barth: I see... Astore: Princess Guinivere genuinely trusts Lord Roy. And so does everyone else. This ragtag group has a stronger bond than you might think. Barth: Good... That's a relief. Astore: Uh-huh. So that's taken care of. I'll keep an eye on any new recruits who join up, too. Barth: I'm sorry to make you do all the dirty work... Astore: Hey, don't let it bother you. It's what I do.
  19. WENDY Lilina [spoiler=Support C]Lilina: Hello, Wendy. Wendy: 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? Wendy: No, milady. The weight of a knight's armor is the symbol of their loyalty. Lilina: All right... Just don't strain yourself. Wendy: Thank you very much, milady. Lilina: Why did you become a knight? Did you want to be like Bors? Wendy: Yes... I want to be just like my brother. I wish to protect you as he does. [spoiler=Support B]Lilina: Wendy. Wendy: Yes, Lady Lilina? Lilina: Let's chat a bit. Tell me about yourself. Wendy: 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? Wendy: M...men? Lilina: That's right. Wendy: I...don't really know. Lilina: What? Wendy: 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 girls. I want to get to know you better. [spoiler=Support A]Wendy: Lady Lilina, you are an odd individual. Lilina: Odd? How so? Wendy: 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. Wendy: 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... Wendy: 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? Wendy: 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, Wendy. Bors [spoiler=Support C]Wendy: Bors? Bors: O-oh! Hello, Wendy. What a...uh...coincidence! Wendy: It is good to see you well. Do you need something, Brother? Bors: No...I don't. I was just walking around and I ran into you. Yes. Wendy: OK... Bors: Are you hurt? Your armor isn't too heavy? Wendy: No, I am fine, Brother. I must be off, though... Bors: Leaving already? You could rest a bit longer... Wendy: Thank you for your consideration, but this is a battle. Bors: Y-yes, of course... Take care. [spoiler=Support B]Wendy: ...Bors? Bors: Oh, Wendy... Running in to you like this... Pure coincidence, yet again... Wendy: 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? Wendy: No, I'm fine. Thanks for the concern. Bors: Are you taking care of your lance and helmet? Wendy: Yes, of course. Bors: Are you eating properly? Do you have any worries that you want to talk about? Wendy: I'm fine. Bors: Have you made any friends? Any boyfriends I should know about...? [spoiler=Support A]Wendy: Bors... Bors: W-Wendy! We certainly meet a lot... Wendy: Yes, Brother. Do you need something? Bors: No, nothing. Just... Wendy: Bors... Bors: Hm? Wendy: 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: ...... Wendy: 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. *leaves* Bors: ...... ...Dear me... She's grown so much. I suppose I was being childish... Wendy, I wish you luck. Barth [spoiler=Support C]Wendy: Sir Barth! Are you all right? Barth: Of course. Do you expect me to lose to weaklings like these? Wendy: No, never. Barth: Then I won't ask you how you're doing. We knights of Ostia are always at our peak. Wendy: Yes, sir. Barth: I appreciate your concern for me, but worry about yourself before you worry about others. Wendy: Yes, sir. [spoiler=Support B]Barth: What's the matter, Wendy? You're panting. A knight of Ostia shouldn't be heaving after a light battle like that. Wendy: Yes, I'm sorry, sir. Barth: Remember our training, Wendy! Remember how we sprint-marched over that mountain. This is nothing compared to that! Wendy: Yes, sir! Barth: Show the enemy...why they should fear the knights of Ostia! Wendy: Yes, sir! [spoiler=Support A]Wendy: Sir Barth, how can I improve myself further? Barth: You're a full-fledged knight of Ostia now, Wendy. I have no criticisms to offer you. Wendy: Thank you, sir! But...Sir Barth... Anything will do. Say anything. Barth: Say anything? What? Wendy: Uh... I'm sure there is something I could improve in... Barth: No. You must critique yourself now. Wendy: But... Barth: What's the matter? Why do you look so discouraged? Wendy: I...I want you to teach me more... Barth: Sorry? Wendy: Don't...don't leave me, Sir Barth... Barth: What are you talking about? We fight together as equals. I won't leave you. Wendy: Truly? Barth: Of course. ...We can afford to waste no more time talking like this. Let's move, Wendy! Wendy: Yes, sir! Ogier [spoiler=Support C]Ogier: What are you doing, Wendy? Wendy: I'm practicing my walking. Ogier: Walking? Why? Wendy: 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. Wendy: The basics are everything, Ogier. [spoiler=Support B]Ogier: Yah! Yah! Wendy: 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. Wendy: 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! [spoiler=Support A]Ogier: How are you doing, Wendy? Wendy: Perfectly fine, of course. A strong knight can't complain. Ogier: Me neither. Not if I want to be a powerful mercenary... Wendy: ...Thank you, Ogier. Ogier: F-for what? Wendy: 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. Wendy: I agree. But I'll never let you get ahead of me. Ogier: Right back at you, Wendy! Astore [spoiler=Support C]Wendy: Sir Astore. Astore: Hm? Oh... You're Bors' younger sister. Wendy: What are you doing back here? You have light gear. You should be well ahead of us. Astore: Uh... Yeah, sorry. This leg doesn't work the way it used to... Wendy: ...Sir Astore, just how old are you? Perhaps you should retire if your body can't keep up. Astore: 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. Wendy: I'm not fat! This is my armor! Astore: OK, OK, sure. Just calm down... Wendy: I think you could learn a thing or two from my brother. [spoiler=Support B]Wendy: Sir Astore! Astore: Hey, Wendy. How's it going? Wendy: ...Sir Astore... You can't sit here and rest like this... This is a battlefield! It's serious! Astore: What's the point in getting fired up over nothing? Relax. Why don't you join me? Take your shoes off. Wendy: ...... I won't let this slide. You leave me no choice! I'll have to drag you to battle! Astore: Hey there... Slow down... *loses his balance* Wendy: S-Sir Astore... That wound... Astore: Oh... This? It's just an old scar. This leg is pretty useless because of it, though. Wendy: ...... When...did you get that wound? Astore: 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. Wendy: I... I'm sorry! I didn't know... Astore: Yeah, whatever. Don't worry about it... [spoiler=Support A]Wendy: Sir Astore! Astore: Ah, Wendy. Come to grace me with your beauty? Wendy: 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... Astore: ...Oh, brother... Wendy: I will not let you laze about as you do. You must behave like a proper Ostian knight! Astore: Yeah, whatever...
  20. LILINA Roy [spoiler=Support 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 ever need anything, tell me. Lilina: I will. [spoiler=Support 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...? [spoiler=Support 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. Bors [spoiler=Support 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! [spoiler=Support 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. [spoiler=Support 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... Barth [spoiler=Support C]Lilina: Barth. I haven't thanked you yet, have I? Barth: Thanked me? Lilina: You came to rescue me. Barth: Oh, that. Such is my duty as a knight, milady. If anything, I should apologize that we didn't arrive sooner. Lilina: Barth...I'm sorry. I can never repay you for that... Oh, I know. Here, take this necklace. Barth: Lady Lilina, please. We do not fight for reward. Lilina: But... Barth: You are safe. That in itself is reward enough. Lilina: Thank you, Barth... [spoiler=Support B]Lilina: Barth. Do you know what Debias and Legance did? Barth: 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...? Barth: The rebellion was in planning before Bern even invaded. Astore 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. Barth: But that trust is what put you in danger... Lilina: Yes, exactly... I'm truly sorry, Barth... Barth: 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. [spoiler=Support A]Lilina: Barth... What do you think will happen to Ostia without my father? Barth: 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. Barth: ...... 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: ...... Barth: No matter the path you follow, no matter how you doubt yourself, we true knights will always swear our undying loyalty to you. Ogier [spoiler=Support 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. [spoiler=Support 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... Lilina: 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... [spoiler=Support 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. Gonzales [spoiler=Support C]Gonzales: Li...lina. Lilina. Lilina: Yes? Gonzales: This. I give you. Lilina: Oh... What a pretty white flower. Thank you, Gonzales. Gonzales: Th... Thank...? What that? Lilina: What? Gonzales: I not smart... I not know many words... Lilina: Oh... I said "Thank you." It's an expression of gratitude. Gonzales: Grat...? Lilina: Um... When someone does something for you and you feel happy, you say, "Thank you." Gonzales: Thank...you? Lilina: That's right... Thank you. [spoiler=Support B]Gonzales: L-Lilina. Lilina. Thank...you... Lilina: No, Gonzales, it's not for greetings. Gonzales: This, I give you. You pretty. Flower pretty. Look good together... Lilina: Thank you very much, Gonzales. Gonzales: Thank you... Lilina: This really is a beautiful flower... They grow by Roy's home, too. * Gonzales: Roy? Who Roy? Lilina: Roy is the leader of this army. He's not very strong, but...he's very kind. Gonzales: ...Lilina like Roy? Lilina: Hm...? Yes... Yes, I like him very much. Gonzales: ...... ...I leave. Lilina: What? Wait, Gonzales... *Note: The dialogue advances without a button prompt here. [spoiler=Support A]Lilina: Wait! Gonzales! What's wrong? Why have you been avoiding me? Gonzales: Sh...shut up! Lilina: Ah! Gonzales: G-go away! Go, go, go! *leaves* Lilina: ...... *leaves as well* Gonzales: *comes out of hiding* 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* ...No. Gonzales: Li...lina? Lilina: "Thank you"...is something you say when you're happy. You don't use it when...you leave someone. Gonzales: Lilina... You cry? Lilina: You're crying too... Why are you crying? Gonzales: I...I... Lilina: Gonzales... Don't leave me. Gonzales: Lilina... Lilina: Don't tell me to go away... Please... Stay with me... Gonzales: Lilina... I...I... Lilina: Gonzales... Gonzales: Waaahhh... Marcus [spoiler=Support C]Lilina: Hello, Marcus. Marcus: Ah, Lady Lilina. Lilina: Things grow more perilous all the time... Marcus, do you think Roy will be OK? Marcus: Of course, milady. Lord Roy takes after his father, the greatest knight in Lycia. Lilina: Yes... Lord Eliwood is a great knight indeed. Marcus: His wife was also a kind, gentle woman. Much like yourself, if I may say so. Lilina: Wow... Do you really think so? Marcus: Lord Roy is becoming very much like his father. I expect him to seek a wife much like Lord Eliwood's. Lilina: Like his mother...? Marcus: Milady, if you would allow me a suggestion. When all is done and we return to Lycia, you and Lord Roy should w-- Lilina: Marcus! Roy and I are friends. Just friends! It's too soon to think of marriage! [spoiler=Support 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... [spoiler=Support 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! Wendy [spoiler=Support C]Lilina: Hello, Wendy. Wendy: 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? Wendy: No, milady. The weight of a knight's armor is the symbol of their loyalty. Lilina: All right... Just don't strain yourself. Wendy: Thank you very much, milady. Lilina: Why did you become a knight? Did you want to be like Bors? Wendy: Yes... I want to be just like my brother. I wish to protect you as he does. [spoiler=Support B]Lilina: Wendy. Wendy: Yes, Lady Lilina? Lilina: Let's chat a bit. Tell me about yourself. Wendy: 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? Wendy: M...men? Lilina: That's right. Wendy: I...don't really know. Lilina: What? Wendy: 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 girls. I want to get to know you better. [spoiler=Support A]Wendy: Lady Lilina, you are an odd individual. Lilina: Odd? How so? Wendy: 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. Wendy: 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... Wendy: 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? Wendy: 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, Wendy. Garret [spoiler=Support 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... [spoiler=Support 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. *leaves* Garret: ...Arrgh! How could I rob her when she looks at me like that...? [spoiler=Support 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. *leaves* Lilina: Garret... Astore [spoiler=Support C]Lilina: Hello, Astore. Astore: 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: Astore... You haven't changed at all. My father always said you'd be better at your job if you were more serious. Astore: You'll hear no arguments from me, milady. Lilina: ...By the way, how did you meet my father? He never told me anything... Astore: It really wasn't a meeting you'd go around telling people about. Lilina: What does that mean? Astore: ...I was a petty thief back then. I decided to creep into Castle Ostia to swipe some treasure, see. Lilina: Really? Astore: Oh yeah. Lilina: What happened? Astore: 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... [spoiler=Support B]Astore: ...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? Astore: 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? Astore: 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... Astore: 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? Astore: And then Lord Hector... Lilina: What? What did he do? Astore: He... Whoops, sorry, milady, I should really get going. I'll finish the story later. Lilina: Again? Sigh... [spoiler=Support A]Astore: 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: ...... Astore: I worked for him ever since, milady. He changed my life. Lilina: So that's what happened... Astore: Lady Lilina, I will never be ashamed to say this. Your father...was the most honorable man I've met. Cecilia [spoiler=Support 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! [spoiler=Support 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... [spoiler=Support 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 brought to Aquleia. 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 any help when you need it. Lilina: Thank you! I don't care what the time says I'm gonna have the 23rd unit be up on Halloween
  21. ASTORE Lilina [spoiler=Support C]Lilina: Hello, Astore. Astore: 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: Astore... You haven't changed at all. My father always said you'd be better at your job if you were more serious. Astore: You'll hear no arguments from me, milady. Lilina: ...By the way, how did you meet my father? He never told me anything... Astore: It really wasn't a meeting you'd go around telling people about. Lilina: What does that mean? Astore: ...I was a petty thief back then. I decided to creep into Castle Ostia to swipe some treasure, see. Lilina: Really? Astore: Oh yeah. Lilina: What happened? Astore: 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... [spoiler=Support B]Astore: ...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? Astore: 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? Astore: 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... Astore: 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? Astore: And then Lord Hector... Lilina: What? What did he do? Astore: He... Whoops, sorry, milady, I should really get going. I'll finish the story later. Lilina: Again? Sigh... [spoiler=Support A]Astore: 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: ...... Astore: I worked for him ever since, milady. He changed my life. Lilina: So that's what happened... Astore: Lady Lilina, I will never be ashamed to say this. Your father...was the most honorable man I've met. Bors [spoiler=Support C]Astore: Heya, Bors. Bors: Astore... Is something the matter? Astore: Nah, it's nothing. I just wanted to say hi. Ha ha ha... Bors: ...... That smell... Have you been drinking? Astore: Maybe a little. I was bored so I decided to have a swig... Bors: Bored? This is the middle of a battle... Astore: 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... *leaves* Bors: ...... [spoiler=Support B]Astore: Oh, Bors. Long time no see. Bors: Astore... I think you should refrain from...imbibing as you do. The younger recruits are watching, and you're setting a bad example. Astore: Bors... Bors: ...Yes? Astore: I'm sorry...about Lord Hector... Bors: ...... Astore: 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: ..... [sic] That was not your fault. Astore: 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: ...... Astore: Rats... I'm out of sauce... [spoiler=Support A]Bors: Astore. Astore: Huh...? Oh, Bors. Come have a drink with me... Bors: Stop blaming yourself. Astore: ...... 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, Astore. Astore: ...... ...Why? Why are you...defending a useless wretch like me...? Bors: Because you are a knight of Ostia. Astore: ...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. Astore: ..... [sic] ...Bors...I... Bors: Astore, let us move forward...and make our master proud. Barth [spoiler=Support C]Barth: It seems Bern was working behind the scenes even before the war started. Astore: 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. Barth: The betrayals and Lord Hector's death... We all share the blame. It wasn't just you. Astore: Nah, it was me. The mistakes I made... They were just too egregious. Barth: ...We must keep our eyes sharp so that such a tragedy does not happen again. Astore: Yeah, traitors and spies could be anywhere. Possibly even in this army. Barth: What...?! You know of a traitor in our ranks?! Astore: Well...no. But if I learned anything from Lord Hector's death, it's that we can't be too careful. [spoiler=Support B]Barth: Astore... About potential traitors. Astore: Yeah? Barth: Do you have any suspects? Astore: No, not yet. I'm looking into it. Barth: Once you think about who might be a traitor...any number of soldiers could betray us for any number of reasons. Astore: 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. Barth: The most obvious suspect would be that princess... Astore: Guinivere, princess of Bern. There is something suspicious about her. Barth: Lord Roy trusts her. I don't want to think that she... Astore: Still... Barth: Our comrades would lose all trust in us if they found out we suspect them of betrayal... Astore: ...... It's rough, isn't it? But someone's got to do it. [spoiler=Support A]Barth: Astore. ...How did the search go? Astore: Yeah, about that. It took a while, but I feel confident that there are no traitors. Barth: I see... Astore: Princess Guinivere genuinely trusts Lord Roy. And so does everyone else. This ragtag group has a stronger bond than you might think. Barth: Good... That's a relief. Astore: Uh-huh. So that's taken care of. I'll keep an eye on any new recruits who join up, too. Barth: I'm sorry to make you do all the dirty work... Astore: Hey, don't let it bother you. It's what I do. Wendy [spoiler=Support C]Wendy: Sir Astore. Astore: Hm? Oh... You're Bors' younger sister. Wendy: What are you doing back here? You have light gear. You should be well ahead of us. Astore: Uh... Yeah, sorry. This leg doesn't work the way it used to... Wendy: ...Sir Astore, just how old are you? Perhaps you should retire if your body can't keep up. Astore: 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. Wendy: I'm not fat! This is my armor! Astore: OK, OK, sure. Just calm down... Wendy: I think you could learn a thing or two from my brother. [spoiler=Support B]Wendy: Sir Astore! Astore: Hey, Wendy. How's it going? Wendy: ...Sir Astore... You can't sit here and rest like this... This is a battlefield! It's serious! Astore: What's the point in getting fired up over nothing? Relax. Why don't you join me? Take your shoes off. Wendy: ...... I won't let this slide. You leave me no choice! I'll have to drag you to battle! Astore: Hey there... Slow down... *loses his balance* Wendy: S-Sir Astore... That wound... Astore: Oh... This? It's just an old scar. This leg is pretty useless because of it, though. Wendy: ...... When...did you get that wound? Astore: 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. Wendy: I... I'm sorry! I didn't know... Astore: Yeah, whatever. Don't worry about it... [spoiler=Support A]Wendy: Sir Astore! Astore: Ah, Wendy. Come to grace me with your beauty? Wendy: 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... Astore: ...Oh, brother... Wendy: I will not let you laze about as you do. You must behave like a proper Ostian knight! Astore: Yeah, whatever... Igrene [spoiler=Support C]Igrene: You...! Astore: Hm? Igrene: I can't believe my eyes...! Could it...could it really be you? Astore: Sorry, what? I don't know what you're talking about. I'm Astore. Just a petty thief. Igrene: ...You look just like him... You look so much like...my husband... Astore: Your husband? Igrene: I lived with him in Arcadia... But one day he left without saying a word... Astore: 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. Astore: 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. Astore: 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... [spoiler=Support B]Igrene: ...... Astore: You again? Igrene: Are you...are you really not him? Astore: 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. Astore: 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. Astore: ...... Igrene: One day, bandits attacked Arcadia. Gorlois left to fight them off but he never came back. Astore: ...... Igrene: The corpses of the bandits all sank into the quicksand. I couldn't find Gorlois, so I assumed the same happened to him. Astore: 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. Astore: Ah. Wishful thinking. Igrene: But...if he were alive, he wouldn't have disappeared without a word... Astore: 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: ! *leaves* Astore: Ow. She didn't have to slap me... Sigh... [spoiler=Support A]Igrene: Oh... Astore: It's you. The rejected man will slink away now... Igrene: Wait! Gorlois...! ...I mean, Astore. Astore: ...... Igrene: Please, look at this... My husband had it when I first met him. Astore: 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... Astore: ...... 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... Astore: ...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 made you see things. Igrene: ...... Yes... It must have been a dream... A wonderful dream... Astore: ...Igrene. ...I... Sorry, forget it. Igrene: ...... *leaves* Astore: Just...forget about me. ...Please.
  22. NOAH Fir [spoiler=Support 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--?! *trips* Noah: What! 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! [spoiler=Support 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! *leaves* Noah: ...... ...Fir. [spoiler=Support 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! *leaves* Noah: Fir! Fir: *is stopped from leaving* 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. Jerrot [spoiler=Support C]Noah: Commander Jerrot, are you all right? * Jerrot: 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. Jerrot: Humble. Good. ...Oh. Noah, have you written your letter yet? Noah: Letter? Oh... That letter. Jerrot: 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. Jerrot: 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. Jerrot: You should do the same. Why don't you get a girlfriend? Noah: I'll think about it. *Note: The dialogue advances without a button prompt here. [spoiler=Support B]Noah: ...Commander Jerrot. Jerrot: 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. Jerrot: Me? Noah: Treck 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. Jerrot: ...I see. Noah: Speaking of those two... I wonder where they are now. Jerrot: 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... Jerrot: Yes... But such is the life of a mercenary. We give our blood and get money in return. Noah: ...Commander Jerrot, what do you think of that? Jerrot: 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. Jerrot: It doesn't bother me. We both know that Ilia couldn't survive without war. We give our own blood to survive. Noah: You're right. [spoiler=Support A]Noah: Commander Jerrot? Is something wrong? Jerrot: Ah, Noah. No... Nothing's wrong. Did I seem troubled? Noah: Not at all. I just thought that something might have happened. Jerrot: ...A letter arrived today. It was your friend's... Grant's. Noah: ...I see. Jerrot: Would you like to read it? Noah: ...Not now. Jerrot: All right. Then let's go. Noah: Yes, sir. Treck [spoiler=Support C]Treck: ...Zzz... Noah: ...... Treck: ...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? Treck: Like what? Noah: Like practicing your swings or something. Treck: 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? Treck: I slept. Noah: I mean other than that. Treck: 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? Treck: Nothing. I had plenty of fun just sitting there staring into space holding the string. Noah: ...You really live life to the fullest. Treck: And what did you do? Noah: ...... ...Nothing, really. [spoiler=Support B]Noah: Treck, do you remember Cassis? Treck: Cassis? Hmm... Sounds familiar... Noah: You don't remember him? He's the guy that forgot to bring his weapons to our first mission. Treck: Oh, right! I remember Commander Jerrot 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. Treck: ...Oh. Noah: Mercenaries are in high demand right now... We could have ended up fighting him if we had been unlucky. Treck: Yeah, well... We're sellswords. It happens. Noah: I guess you're right... I envy that carefree personality of yours sometimes... [spoiler=Support A]Noah: ...... Treck: Hmm? Something wrong, Noah? Noah: No... I was just thinking some things over. Treck: 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. Treck: 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? Treck: I wonder... Noah: Maybe it's useless for us to try and make a difference... Treck: Well... It doesn't really matter, does it? Noah: What...? Treck: I mean, everyone goes through hard times. Isn't that just part of life? Noah: ...Maybe so. Hey, Treck. Treck: Yeah? Noah: Take me along the next time you go fishing. Juno [spoiler=Support 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 Jerrot helped us greatly. It's thanks to him I'm still alive now. Juno: I see... He always works himself too hard in battle... [spoiler=Support 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. [spoiler=Support 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 [spoiler=Support 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. [spoiler=Support 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: ...... [spoiler=Support 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. That's all for Chapter 7!
  23. TRECK Jerrot [spoiler=Support C]Jerrot: Treck. Treck: ...... Jerrot: Treck? Treck: ...Zzz... Jerrot: ...... Treck: Oww! Wh...what the? [sic] Why does my head hurt? Jerrot: Because I just hit you. Treck: Huh? Commander Jerrot? Jerrot: Treck, you were sleeping on the job again. Treck: Yeah, you got me... Sorry, sir. I couldn't help it. Yawn... Jerrot: You never fail, do you? You go right to sleep at any chance. And what's more, you sleep with your eyes open. Treck: Yeah... Thanks. Jerrot: I've been meaning to say this for a long time. You lack discipline. I'll be checking on you regularly from now on. Treck: Yes, sir... Yawn... [spoiler=Support B]Treck: ...Zzz... Jerrot: Treck... Treck: ...Zzz... Jerrot: ...... Treck: Owww! Uh... Commander Jerrot? Yawn... Good morning, sir. Jerrot: Treck... There are rumors about you going around. They say that the Ilian knight Treck swings his sword in his sleep! Treck: I have yet to accomplish such a feat, sir. ...But that does sound pretty cool. Jerrot: ...... Treck, you've got talent. Why don't you do your job properly? Treck: Well... Jerrot: 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... Treck: ...Zzz... [spoiler=Support A]Jerrot: Treck, are you awake? Treck: Yes, sir. Jerrot: You are? That's a pleasant surprise. Treck: Well, I have my moments, sir. Jerrot: That you do. Treck... You've done well. Treck: Huh? Jerrot: 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. Treck: Wow, thanks, sir... *However, after Jerrot and Treck both leave, Jerrot reappears... The actual Jerrot* Jerrot: ...Treck! *Treck wakes up* Were you sleeping again?! Treck: Huh? What? Commander Jerrot? Jerrot: How many times must I tell you? You can't keep doing this... Treck: ...Good morning to you, too, sir. Noah [spoiler=Support C]Treck: ...Zzz... Noah: ...... Treck: ...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? Treck: Like what? Noah: Like practicing your swings or something. Treck: 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? Treck: I slept. Noah: I mean other than that. Treck: 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? Treck: Nothing. I had plenty of fun just sitting there staring into space holding the string. Noah: ...You really live life to the fullest. Treck: And what did you do? Noah: ...... ...Nothing, really. [spoiler=Support B]Noah: Treck, do you remember Cassis? Treck: Cassis? Hmm... Sounds familiar... Noah: You don't remember him? He's the guy that forgot to bring his weapons to our first mission. Treck: Oh, right! I remember Commander Jerrot 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. Treck: ...Oh. Noah: Mercenaries are in high demand right now... We could have ended up fighting him if we had been unlucky. Treck: Yeah, well... We're sellswords. It happens. Noah: I guess you're right... I envy that carefree personality of yours sometimes... [spoiler=Support A]Noah: ...... Treck: Hmm? Something wrong, Noah? Noah: No... I was just thinking some things over. Treck: 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. Treck: 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? Treck: I wonder... Noah: Maybe it's useless for us to try and make a difference... Treck: Well... It doesn't really matter, does it? Noah: What...? Treck: I mean, everyone goes through hard times. Isn't that just part of life? Noah: ...Maybe so. Hey, Treck. Treck: Yeah? Noah: Take me along the next time you go fishing. Milady [spoiler=Support C]Milady: You must be one of Ilia's mercenary knights. Treck: Yeah... I'm Treck. Milady: I am Milady. Pleased to meet you. Treck: You're... Milady: Yes... I am a wyvern rider from Bern, as you can probably tell. Treck: Oh, I see. Milady: How...how do you feel about fighting alongside a knight from Bern? Treck: Well... Whatever. Milady: Wh...whatever? Treck: It's not like people from Bern have seven ears or anything. Milady: ...... Well, no, I have only two. Treck: Exactly. We're all brothers and sisters. Milady: Do...you think so? Treck: Uh-huh. [spoiler=Support B]Treck: Ahh... That hurt. Milady: Is something wrong, Sir Treck? Treck: Hm? Oh, what's your name again...? Milady: Milady. Is something wrong? Treck: Well... I was just sitting here watching you fight. Milady: You were watching me fight? Treck: Yeah... My neck hurts now. Milady: I...see. Treck: Yeah. And I was kinda thinking... Do you have any loved ones in Bern? Like family or a lover or something? Milady: ...N-no, I'm all alone. I live for Princess Guinivere... Treck: Oh, OK. Yeah, that figures. I'm usually wrong. Milady: ...... Treck: Oh well, guess I hurt my neck for nothing. [spoiler=Support A]Treck: Oh, what's your name again...? Milady: ...Milady. Do you always forget people's names? Treck: It's my hobby. Milady: ...... You are an odd individual, Sir Treck. Treck: 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. Milady: Oh? Like what? Treck: Well, the other day I dreamed I was a horse. Milady: ...A horse. Treck: 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. Milady: ...Thank you, Sir Treck. Treck: Huh? Milady: I feel a little better now. Treck: Really? Why's that? Gonzales [spoiler=Support C]Gonzales: Hngh? Treck: Hm...? Who are you? Gonzales: Me? I...I Gonzales. Treck: Gonzales? That's a nice name... Gonzales: R-really? Treck: I'm Treck. Nice to meet you. Gonzales: T...T...? Treck: Treck. Gonzales: Treck, Treck, Treck, Treck, Tre... Treck: Ha ha, you don't need to say it so many times. Gonzales: Quiet. I forget. ...Kret, Kret, Kret... OK, I remember. Treck: Ha ha, you're an odd one. Say, do you think you--Sorry, what was your name again? [spoiler=Support B]Gonzales: Uh? You... Treck: Hm...? Gonzales: Who you? I see you before. Treck: Really? I must be famous. My name is Treck. Gonzales: Tr...Tr...Tr-- Treck: --reck. Gonzales: Reck. Treck: Yep... So hey, what's your name? Gonzales: I Gonzales. Treck: Gonzales? That's a nice name... Gonzales: R-really? Treck: Yeah, it has kind of a calm air to it... Gonzales: Calm... What calm...? Treck: 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. [spoiler=Support A]Treck: Ahhh... Gonzales: Uh? Treck: It's so peaceful here... I think we could make a good team, you and me. Uh, but what's your...? Gonzales: Gonzales. Treck: Gonzales? That's a nice name... Oh yeah, my name is... Gonzales: You Reck. Treck: Hm? Am I? Oh yeah, you're right. Reck. That sounds like my name. Well, whatever. Let's go. Gonzales: Ugh. Juno [spoiler=Support C]Juno: Treck? 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? [spoiler=Support B]Juno: Oh, Treck. I was looking for you. Treck: Oh, hullo, Lady Juno. Juno: You look as sleepy as always. Oh, right... Here. Is this yours? Treck: 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? Treck: I write down the dreams I have. Juno: Dreams? Treck: 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. [spoiler=Support A]Juno: Treck? Treck: Yes? Juno: Can you show me that paper with your dreams on it? I'm very interested in it. Treck: Uhm... Sure. Juno: Thank you. "I was praised by Commander Jerrot." He shows up in your dreams, too? Treck: Yeah, sometimes. Juno: Let's see... "The war ended." "There was peace." "Spring came to Ilia." "Everyone slept happily ever after..." ...... Treck: Huh? Is something wrong, Lady Juno? Juno: ...No, I'm sorry. ...... Can you show me your dreams again sometime, Treck? Treck: 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, Treck. The weirdest conversations yet.
  24. JERROT Noah [spoiler=Support C]Noah: Commander Jerrot, are you all right? * Jerrot: 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. Jerrot: Humble. Good. ...Oh. Noah, have you written your letter yet? Noah: Letter? Oh... That letter. Jerrot: 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. Jerrot: 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. Jerrot: You should do the same. Why don't you get a girlfriend? Noah: I'll think about it. *Note: The dialogue advances without a button prompt here. [spoiler=Support B]Noah: ...Commander Jerrot. Jerrot: 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. Jerrot: Me? Noah: Treck 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. Jerrot: ...I see. Noah: Speaking of those two... I wonder where they are now. Jerrot: 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... Jerrot: Yes... But such is the life of a mercenary. We give our blood and get money in return. Noah: ...Commander Jerrot, what do you think of that? Jerrot: 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. Jerrot: It doesn't bother me. We both know that Ilia couldn't survive without war. We give our own blood to survive. Noah: You're right. [spoiler=Support A]Noah: Commander Jerrot? Is something wrong? Jerrot: Ah, Noah. No... Nothing's wrong. Did I seem troubled? Noah: Not at all. I just thought that something might have happened. Jerrot: ...A letter arrived today. It was your friend's... Grant's. Noah: ...I see. Jerrot: Would you like to read it? Noah: ...Not now. Jerrot: All right. Then let's go. Noah: Yes, sir. Treck [spoiler=Support C]Jerrot: Treck. Treck: ...... Jerrot: Treck? Treck: ...Zzz... Jerrot: ...... Treck: Oww! Wh...what the? [sic] Why does my head hurt? Jerrot: Because I just hit you. Treck: Huh? Commander Jerrot? Jerrot: Treck, you were sleeping on the job again. Treck: Yeah, you got me... Sorry, sir. I couldn't help it. Yawn... Jerrot: You never fail, do you? You go right to sleep at any chance. And what's more, you sleep with your eyes open. Treck: Yeah... Thanks. Jerrot: I've been meaning to say this for a long time. You lack discipline. I'll be checking on you regularly from now on. Treck: Yes, sir... Yawn... [spoiler=Support B]Treck: ...Zzz... Jerrot: Treck... Treck: ...Zzz... Jerrot: ...... Treck: Owww! Uh... Commander Jerrot? Yawn... Good morning, sir. Jerrot: Treck... There are rumors about you going around. They say that the Ilian knight Treck swings his sword in his sleep! Treck: I have yet to accomplish such a feat, sir. ...But that does sound pretty cool. Jerrot: ...... Treck, you've got talent. Why don't you do your job properly? Treck: Well... Jerrot: 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... Treck: ...Zzz... [spoiler=Support A]Jerrot: Treck, are you awake? Treck: Yes, sir. Jerrot: You are? That's a pleasant surprise. Treck: Well, I have my moments, sir. Jerrot: That you do. Treck... You've done well. Treck: Huh? Jerrot: 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. Treck: Wow, thanks, sir... *However, after Jerrot and Treck both leave, Jerrot reappears... The actual Jerrot* Jerrot: ...Treck! *Treck wakes up* Were you sleeping again?! Treck: Huh? What? Commander Jerrot? Jerrot: How many times must I tell you? You can't keep doing this... Treck: ...Good morning to you, too, sir. Juno [spoiler=Support C]Jerrot: Juno, er... Juno: Yes? What is it, Jerrot? Jerrot: Our daughter... Is she all right? Juno: Yes, I'm sure she is. I've entrusted her to a close friend. Jerrot: Oh. Good... Juno: Is something wrong? Jerrot: 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? Jerrot: No, I've been out working. Juno: Let's go see her together when the war ends. Jerrot: Yes... I would like that. [spoiler=Support B]Jerrot: Juno, I've been thinking... Juno: Yes? Jerrot: 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. Jerrot: 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. Jerrot: But... Juno: I think I've told you before, but nowhere is safe until this war ends. Jerrot: Well, that's certainly true... Juno: So I think we should focus all our effort on ending this war. Can you accept that, Jerrot? Jerrot: Hm... [spoiler=Support A]Juno: You're coming back to Edessa once the war ends, aren't you? Jerrot: Of course. Juno: Will you stay with us after that? Jerrot: 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... Jerrot: That won't happen overnight. Juno: I know, but... Jerrot: 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: ...... Jerrot: 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... Jerrot: 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. Tate [spoiler=Support C]Tate: Commander Jerrot, I'm sure you're aware, but my mission is complete. Regardless, I wish to remain with this army. Jerrot: 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. Tate: Yes, it is strange indeed. Etruria didn't seem to view us highly, but Commander Klain was caring. Jerrot: 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. Tate: 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... Jerrot: Ha ha, that's Juno. [spoiler=Support B]Jerrot: I was wondering... Juno's... Your parents... What were they like? Tate: Juno never told you? Jerrot: No. All I know is that they were soldiers. Tate: Yes, our mother was a pegasus knight. Our parents were killed together on the battlefield when we were young. Jerrot: ...... Tate: We had no other relatives to turn to... So Juno became our mother when she was still a teenager... Jerrot: It must have been difficult. Tate: 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. *Note: The dialogue advances without a button prompt here. [spoiler=Support A]Jerrot: ...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. Tate: Really...? I actually didn't want to give it... But Shanna never listens once she's made up her mind. Jerrot: 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... Tate: I doubt Juno feels that way at all. I'm very grateful to you, Commander Jerrot. Your wedding... I'd never seen Juno look happier. I thank you for all you've done for her. Shanna [spoiler=Support C]Shanna: Jerrot! Jerrot: Shanna. Shanna: Hey, Jerrot... Oh, hey, you're my brother now since you're Juno's husband... Jerrot: Yes, you may call me Brother if you wish. Shanna: Oh, right! I wanted to ask you something. How did you meet Juno? Jerrot: Well... Perhaps some other time. Shanna: Why not now? Don't be mean. Come on, tell me! Jerrot: It's not my intention to be mean... You'll understand when you're older, but that's not a question you should ask people... Shanna: But I really want to know... I think I have a right to know as your sister... *Jerrot leaves* Shanna: Jerrot? Wait! [spoiler=Support B]Shanna: Jerrot! Jerrot: ...You won't let me go, will you? Shanna: We're family. I want to know everything... Jerrot: Hm... Very well, I suppose... ...We first met in battle in Etruria. Juno's pegasus squad was hired by our enemy. Shanna: Whoa... Jerrot: 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? Jerrot: Y-you want to know that, too? Shanna: Of course. We're family...aren't we? Jerrot: Er... Shanna: So did you propose? Or was it Juno? Jerrot: Well... [spoiler=Support A]Shanna: I'm glad you're a good guy. You and Juno look perfect together. Jerrot: Thank you. I'm relieved you don't hate me. Shanna: Why would I hate you? You're strong, you're kind... And Juno loves you. Jerrot: By the way...tell me about yourself. Are there any men you have in mind? Shanna: Sorry, that's a secret! Jerrot: W-what? After making me tell you so much, you won't do the same for me? Shanna: We're family. Family have [sic] to keep secrets from each other! Jerrot: W-wait, Shanna... Shanna: See ya!
  25. SUE Dayan [spoiler=Support 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. [spoiler=Support 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 the Sky and the 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. [spoiler=Support 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. Shin [spoiler=Support C]Shin: Sue, please step back. It's not wise to linger around the front. Sue: Shin, this is a battle. I must be up front to fight. Shin: 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. Shin: 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. Shin: Thank you. Sue: You sound like Grandfather when you argue with me. Shin: That is the highest praise you could give me, Sue. I respect the Silver Wolf more than any other man. [spoiler=Support B]Shin: Sue, you're still up front, 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. Shin: 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 the reason [sic] I should be up front and fight. Shin: 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. Shin: 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. Shin: Yes, you're right. I shall remember that. Sue: Thank you. Do you promise not to overstretch yourself? Shin: Yes, I do. [spoiler=Support A]Sue: Shin, are you all right? Shin: What is the matter, Sue? You look troubled... Sue: I heard you were ambushed... Shin: I'm not hurt. Sue: ...Shin, I want you to retreat to the back lines. I will take over for you. Shin: What are you saying, Sue? It should be you in back! Sue: No, this is an order. Step back. Shin: But... Sue: Retreat to the back lines, Shin! Will you disobey my order? Shin: 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, Shin. I never want to feel that again. I don't want to lose you! Shin: Sue... Sue: You must not die before I do. Understood? Shin: I was ordered to protect you, Sue. I will not die and leave you. Sue: Swear it to me. Shin: I swear to our Father the Sky and our Mother the Earth. Fae [spoiler=Support 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 laaa... *leaves* Sue: Always inside... She never knew the love of the Sky or the warmth of the Earth... [spoiler=Support B]Fae: Sue! Sue: What's wrong, Fae? Fae: Can I ride on your horse sometime? 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! [spoiler=Support 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. Wolt [spoiler=Support 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... *leaves* Wolt: Uh, Sue? ...What was that all about? [spoiler=Support 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? [spoiler=Support 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 the 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. Roy [spoiler=Support C]Roy: Whew, I've finally 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 it. 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 told you. Roy: What? Sue: Listen to nature, and you'll hear all sorts of voices. It will bring you peace of mind and sould [sic]. You won't be able to hear them if you're tense all the time. Roy: Sue... Sue: *leaves* Roy: Was she trying to help me because I look so tired...? Thank you, Sue. [spoiler=Support 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. [spoiler=Support 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.
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