I turn around on my bed as sleep escapes me.
I reluctantly pull open my eyes and see the roof of the Derfflinger, in the girls' room—well, the other girls' room. I asked Louise to switch for the night…it's a bit awkward with Juna otherwise.
The incident in the Orchis tower ended without any of the VIPs dead or suffering any serious injuries. A testament to the quick response of the Orchis Tower guards, I suppose.
Since there were many members of the press, the Governor General gave a brief press conference. Of course, he wastes no time emphasizing the sacrifice of the brave guards—many among them Erebonian—and the bravery of those that leaped into action, most notably us, the branch campus, and of course Prince Cedric.
More Erebonian propaganda. Prince Cedric's visit here might be unplanned, but in the end, it's serendipitous for the central government.
No doubt the Erebonian sympathizers in Crossbell will eat it up and go full engine in pushing the propaganda. There's a decent amount of them, even before the annexation, as I understand it. The pro-imperialist faction was even a relatively major fixture in Crossbell politics even pre-annexation, I hear.
I notice my ARCUS vibrates.
It's Major Lechter.
An encrypted file about the Zero Child I requested. Well, might as well read it since I have trouble sleeping.
Oh and also…Let me send him my suspicion of that Lughman guy.
I send a short reply along with a description of Professor Lughman and my suspicion of him, before opening the file.
There's quite a bit here, but skimming through the important parts…
KeA Bannings…originally a homunculus cultivated by the alchemists of the Crois family in order to recreate the missing Sept-Terrion of Mirage. They named this artificial Sept-Terrion the Sept-Terrion of Zero.
Crois…Dieter Crois, Crossbell's President in the short moments of their independence. So that's how he fits in all of this, his family is connected to the Sept-Terrion of Mirage. That seems to be a trend, as the Liberl incident report mentioned that the Liberl Royal Family is connected to the Sept-Terrion of Space. If so…Since the Divine Knights are fragments of Erebonia's Sept-Terrion, are the Arnors the ones connected to Erebonia's Sept-Terrion? Something that I should try to look up later.
Moving on…
Prior to awakening and adoption by Lloyd Bannings, the Zero Child was in a state of hibernation under the care of the D∴G cult. In regard to the D∴G cult, there are conflicting reports of whether the cult as a whole was a byproduct of the Crois Family to cultivate the Sept-Terrion of Zero or if it was only the Crossbell sect that was influenced by the Crois family, as the cult itself is not a monolith.
The D∴G cult…that name again. Since Ouroboros checks a lot of boxes for 'the antagonists who are secretly good' faction. Then is this cult the actual big bad of this franchise? Then…by reincarnating as Jessica, becoming 'exempt from the Goddess law' which is something this cult is striving for, did I inadvertently tie Jessica to this cult?
What sort of main heroine BS is this?! This reincarnation deal is rigged, damn it! Aren't I setting myself up to be the Aerith-esque archetype here?! I really need to stay the hell away from the D∴G cult if I want to continue playing the losing blue-haired childhood friend hero to Kurt.
I skim the file some more to see if there are still anything important left.
After the Azure Tree disappears, the Zero Child seems to have lost all the powers of the Sept-Terrion of Zero, however, continuous observation is mandatory as the subject is suspected to have maintained traces of its power, such as supernatural intuition.
So she's become like Campanella and me? Interesting. I would like to be able to talk to her at some point.
A voice from below me, speaking quietly interrupted my thoughts, "You're so noisy up there. Don't tell me you actually can't sleep because of what Juna said?"
"Oh. My apologies, Valerie. Did I wake you up?"
"Unfortunately, I'm quite a light sleeper, you see."
"Once again, my apologies. I will try to not make as much noise," I reply.
I could hear Valerie sigh, "Why are you torn up about it, anyway? It's Juna, she's very reactionary. She'd probably calm down soon enough."
"How much did you and the rest hear?" I asked.
She replies, "Enough to get the gist of it, we were about to exit into the roof from the top floor when we heard Juna's outburst. Basically…Those SSS guys got prevented from helping, you know about it—somehow—but didn't tell Juna, and she snapped at you. If you ask me, considering her earlier episodes, you're right not to tell her."
"The slap was…probably unwarranted, though I should probably have told her sooner, the SSS meant a lot to her after all."
"Couldn't relate," Valerie replied dismissively.
She then continues, "We had no heroes like that in North Ambria. Well…we had jaegers, who were celebrated as 'heroes' for bringing money into the country. But let's be real, the money they bring might feed North Ambrian children, but somewhere over in Zemuria another kid probably lost his parents because of it…or parents losing their kids. Who can really admire 'heroes' like that?"
"…" Awkward. Uh…what am I saying to THAT?
Thankfully, Valerie speaks again, "You don't really need to feel bad, that's the truth. Especially considering I heard you were in Ymir when the Northern Jaegers raided the town two years ago during the civil war."
Well…I suppose when she put it that way. I did almost die as an indirect result of the raid.
Valerie continues, "Anyway, the point is, Juna and I both had our home annexed by Erebonia, but there's one thing I can't relate to. That Crossbell seems to actually be in a good place—generally speaking—before the annexation, with heroes and all that, we have none of that. To be honest, at the point of the annexation, North Ambria was pretty much a failed state…Unlike Crossbell, the center of the world's economy. Maybe that's why she can still be optimistic about Crossbell getting a reindependence. Must be nice."
"I don't think this is a case of who had it worst…both Crossbell and North Ambria are victims of complicated circumstances," I replied.
She answers, "Of course not. I'm not going to say my situation is worse so she had to suck it up but…I'm just saying that compared to North Ambria, Crossbell's situation is still much better and you don't see me freaking out slapping people."
"It's not entirely the same. As you say, Crossbell's and North Ambria's annexation, though similar, have vastly different circumstances," I argued.
I heard her sighing again, "Well…true enough. North Ambria's annexation was our own fault, we committed war crimes on Erebonian soil, and unlike with Crossbell, aside from being hired by the nobles, Erebonia didn't influence North Ambria the way they influenced Crossbell's politics. With Crossbell, sure what they did was an escalation, but Erebonia—and Calvard—did influence their politics to prevent reforms so their problems can continue to be used as an excuse for both superpowers to 'lend a hand'."
That and the declaration of independence came about after Erebonia and Calvard conspired to use the D∴G cult riot as a reason to disband the Crossbell Guardian Force and had it replaced by both countries' militaries.
Valerie continues, "I guess just as Juna will never understand how it is from my side, I probably wouldn't quite understand how it felt being annexed under Crossbell's circumstances either. Probably why my attempt to talk to her earlier was not successful."
"You tried to talk to her?" I ask.
"W-Well…she constantly tried to talk to me, trying to make sure I'm all right. So…I figure it's right to return the favor. That's it, don't think too much into it."
Huh. A lowkey tsundere? What is it with the branch campus and tsunderes from annexed territories?
But Juna…
I nod, "Then there is no problem, is there? At the end of the day, it's her choice, I do not want to force her to run her booth with someone else."
"It doesn't feel right, though. It's like she's just isolating herself," Juna replied.
"That is a bit outside our purview. No one is antagonizing her, and many have tried to befriend her, she merely brushed them off. That is on her," I said.
"I still want to try to help her, if I can, though," Juna said firmly.
She really does try to take care of everyone.
Heh. Seriously, where does she thinks she gets off, teasing me about being traditionally feminine? She's got the nurturing part down pat.
"Hey, why are you going quiet all of a sudden? I told don't think too much into it, didn't I?" Valerie said.
I reply, "Ah, it's nothing. In any case, thank you for trying to talk to Juna."
"Probably best if you can get those SSS guys to talk to her. Seems like that's what she really needed."
The SSS, huh? Yeah, I was thinking about that. I suppose I can ask Instructor Randy to talk about it with her.
Still…Valerie is being really cooperative tonight.
"Thank you, Valerie. Really. Though…I hope you don't take offense, however, I'm surprised by how forthcoming you are. It's a pleasant surprise, but a surprise nonetheless," I remarked.
Valerie answers, "I don't hate Erebonia. Well, I mean…unlike Crossbell, you guys annexed North Ambria through an actual war, and many people actually did die during our annexation, so it's hard for me not to be uncomfortable here. And that is why I might have…slip up and made some unsavory comments here and there."
Ah…I think I might have the wrong read on her.
Yes. Crossbell's annexation was pretty much Erebonia rolling in to 'protect' Crossbell from Calvardian invasion after the Azure Tree, the Aions, and the force field surrounding Crossbell were gone. North Ambria's…there was actually a military conflict between the two nations.
I roll over, and stuck out my head to look at Valerie below me, "…I feel as if I should apologize, I think I've had the wrong impression of you. And think poorly of you because of it."
Valerie turns to me, "…It's not like I've made any attempts to try correcting it. Honestly, though I don't hate Erebonia…I do hate the idea of having to enroll in an Erebonian military academy. But at this point, I've realized all of you are softies, so I guess I should let up a bit…or something."
She continues, "Anyway…uh…hope you can make it work with Juna. The general mood here is weird when you have the most gung-ho person feeling depressed."
"I shall endeavor to do my best."
I managed to get some sleep after my conversation with Valerie, and then morning came. As usual, my circadian cycle had me wake up extremely early, despite falling asleep late.
I check my ARCUS to see Major Lechter has replied to my message by a simple, 'Will do, thx'.
I did my morning routine as usual, and then together with the rest of the branch campus start doing our morning duties. Juna…is not here. According to Altina, she's staying in the room, not talking to anyone…I really need to start asking Instructor Randy if he can talk to her.
As I was doing my morning duties, I can't help but notice that it's a bit…cloudy. If this were Earth, I'd berate myself for even considering such a superstitious notion, but…this is anime world. Cloudy weather is almost never good.
Besides…When telling me about Prince Cedric yesterday, Major Lechter did tell me yesterday that he felt the situation here could go bad. I mean…McBurn is involved, so it's already bad in that regard.
"Class VII: Special Operations, come to the briefing room!"
Just on cue, Instructor Michael called for us.
Kurt, Altina, and I look at each other for a bit before entering the briefing room.
In the briefing room are all of the instructors, along with a monitor connected to the orbal net, currently showing Tio's face.
Instructor Michael turns to us, "Normally, we would brief you all later with the rest. However…considering that we had a…situation regarding cryptids. It is better that we have everyone who had encountered cryptids here in case any of you notice something that could add to the discussion."
He then stops, "Is Crawford not here?"
"Cadet Juna Crawford is staying in her room at the moment, she doesn't seem to be in a condition for deployment," Altina reports.
Instructor Michael nods and then turns to Instructor Rean, "Schwarzer, if you think Crawford is going to only be a liability, write her a leave to be with her family."
Huh. I guess it's his way to be kind while still maintaining the hardass military instructor persona.
Instructor Rean nods, "Noted, Major Michael."
Instructor Randy sighs, "I'm worried about Junie too…And on top of that, can't believe THIS is also happening."
"My apologies, but what exactly is happening?" I ask.
Instructor Michael nods, "I suppose we should start the briefing now."
He then turns to the monitor, "Ms. Plato, if you would."
Tio nods from the monitor, "Of course. Today, as of 0535 hours, a large cryptid appeared in the Geofront. Not only that but soon after, citizens in Armorica and Mainz also reported sightings of cryptids on the outskirts of their villages. As of now, there are three confirmed Cryptids sightings. Furthermore, the Geofront, along with several other areas have become areas with activities of higher elements, attracting unusual monsters."
The cryptids…and the higher elements huh? My current hypothesis about the cryptids are harbingers for the awakening of Sept-Terrions. But Crossbell's Sept-Terrion, KeA was confirmed to be nonactive. And considering this is now the 'arc' of another game…it seems unlikely they will rehash that scenario...At least not Crossbell's Sept-Terrion.
Instructor Randy scowls, "Tch, I hope it's not going to be as bad as two years ago."
Tio nods, "Yes. A situation where cryptids and higher elements go out of control as during the manifestation of the Azure Tree is the worst-case scenario. Thankfully, preliminary analysis of the spirit veins doesn't indicate it would go that far, though the spirit veins are agitated. The cryptids are also staying by where they manifested, the military police have set up blockade around those areas so we're safe for the moment."
"Could it be something related to Ouroboros' experiments? From Class VII reports, it seems that one of the enforcers from last night, Campanella, is able to make cryptids appear," Instructor Towa remarked.
…I feel irritation building at the mention of Campanella's name. That guy has been specifically messing with me since yesterday.
Tio replies, "That is what we suspect, though we have no idea what their plan is. Therefore—"
"I'll take it from here if you don't mind."
Major Lechter walks into the briefing room, carrying an envelope.
He turns to the monitor, "Sorry to steal your thunder like that. But…since I'm here, might as well have me explain it. Makes it more 'official' you know?"
Major Lechter continues, "Oh also, I brought guests. Found them about to enter the base camp. I have the feeling there were two others, but…they disappeared once they saw me…along with the talking cat."
Two other? Wait are those who I think they are?
He then steps in, allowing Alisa, Emma, and Machias behind him to also enter the room.
Ah. I see. So it is like in Sutherland, I guess this is indeed the pattern for the field exercises.
Instructor Rean turns to them, "You guys…"
Alisa smiles at him, "What, you think we wouldn't come to help you out?"
Besides Alisa, Machias mocks glare at Instructor Rean, "For shame, Rean. You should know us by now."
"Heehee, yes, as they said. Besides, I'm also hoping I'll be able to meet Vita as I'm helping you," Emma added.
Yeah, Instructor. Why do you think they're stalking you?
Major Lechter chuckles, "Well, this is touching and all, but…let me start, yeah? You guys can go catch up later while hunting Ouroboros."
He then opens the envelope and draws a piece of paper…the same as last time then.
"First things first…Ashen Chevalier, Rean Schwarzer. The following orders are on behalf of the Imperial Government. Uncover the goals of the society, and restore order to Crossbell."
Instructor Rean sighs, and takes the paper,
"Order accepted,' he said through gritted teeth.
Right. The entire purpose of us being here is to be made 'new heroes for Crossbell'. But…it's not like we can just sit back and do nothing. The moment we got here, Governor Rufus already won.
Major Lechter continues, "Now then…We don't exactly know where they are operating from, but...thankfully, our friend here has an idea."
He then gestures to the monitor.
Tio nods, "There is a spot in Geofront that we can use to perform a scan of all the spirit veins in Crossbell. Through there, I can help to trace a large gathering of mana to find the source of the agitation."
Major Lechter turns to Instructor Rean, "But, as luck would have it…the cryptid in Geofront is located juuust right in that area. That's where you come in, Schwarzer. We want you and your pals to go there and kill the cryptid, perform the scan, and then confront the Society."
Alisa turns to the monitor, "Does this mean you'll be joining us, Tio?"
"Of course…is what I would like to say but…" Tio replied while looking pointedly at Major Lechter.
Probably not allowed to leave the building or something so she can't be visibly seen helping.
Major Lechter chuckles, "Yeesh, don't look at me like that. We simply think that a person with your skill set and experience regarding cryptids and spirit veins is too valuable to risk going to the field. That's all."
Yeah…I call BS.
He continues, "And…don't try to pull that 'I can only help from the field' thing, yeah? I know you can make it work remotely—or, well I have a feeling you can, and I'm really sure it's right on the money."
"…Understood," Tio replied reluctantly.
I turn to Instructor Rean, "Instructor, are we to go with you, or…?"
Instructor Rean replies, "Well…we talked about this a bit in Sutherland. As I'm afraid you all will follow me anyway—as last night demonstrated—I'm not going to stop you from coming. Also, all of you have improved so much since Sutherland."
Beside me, I can see Altina and Kurt perk up immediately.
Kurt turns to Instructor Rean, "Is that true, Instructor?"
He nods, "Yeah, but…are you sure you're all right leaving Juna behind?"
"That's…" Kurt trailed off.
I sigh, "Certainly not, however, it seems also prudent that you have all the help you can have, Instructor."
Instructor Rean smiles, "Well…we'll talk about this more later after the briefing, okay?"
Major Lechter coughs, "Class VII's drama aside—as entertaining as it is to see—let's move on to the next issue. The cryptids sighted near Armorica and Mainz."
He then turns to Instructor Randy, "Orlando. We're giving you permission to leave the base camp to deal with them with your class. But sorry to say, you can't enter—"
Instructor Randy cuts him off, "Yeah, yeah. I can't enter Crossbell, Mainz, or Armorica, right? Gotcha, save your spiel for those who care."
"Orlando—"
Major Lechter waves Instructor Michael off, " 'Sfine, it's fine."
He then turns back to Instructor Randy, "Aaanyway, glad that you're quick on the uptake. Now…since I don't think I'm popular here, I'll go ahead and make myself scarce. I'll hang back in the camp for a bit, in case you guys have any questions."
He turns his back on us, gives us a wave with the back of his hand, and then walks out, "Well…good luck, guys."
Instructor Michael sighs, "You have your orders. Orlando, you take Class VIII and go take out the cryptids on the outskirts. Herschel, Prepare Class IX on standby in the base camp to coordinate Class VIII and VII on the field, and finish upgrading the soldats with the part delivered from Reinford yesterday. Schwarzer…Sort out your students and deploy to Geofront."
He then stands up and starts to leave the room, "I'll brief the rest of the students."
Instructor Rean then turns to us, "Now then…about Juna."
Kurt turns to Altina, "Is she still…?"
Altina nods, "She's not even eating. Earlier, Sandy even made her a special breakfast to cheer her up. I brought it to our room, but she didn't eat it."
Tio chimes in, "Hmm…yeah, that sounds bad for Juna."
Instructor Randy nods, "True…well, she's a strong girl. Hopefully, she can bounce back soon."
I turn to Instructor Randy, "Actually, Instructor. I was hoping you could try talking to her."
"Me?" Instructor Randy asked.
I nod, "Of course, the rest of Class VII and I will still talk to her, but I think talking with someone from the SSS, whom she admires would go quite a long way."
"I think that's a good idea. Yeah, Juna would probably like that," Instructor Towa backed me up.
"If you could do that, then it will be good," Instructor Rean added.
Instructor Randy turns to the monitor to look at Tio, then the two nod.
Instructor Randy smiles, "I don't mind. But…if we're talking about speeches to motivate someone, there's someone else who is a better fit…'Course it's a bit hard to bring him here, so we'll just have to settle on a recording or something."
Ah. Lloyd Bannings.
Tio adds, "I'll make sure to get in contact."
Altina chimes in, "Are you sure you wish to mention that you are in contact with Lloyd Bannings? I am quite sure this channel you are using is not secure."
Tio smirks smugly, "Oh, I'm sure they know we're in contact. They just don't know how."
"Though until yesterday, we're limited to a very roundabout way of communication," Instructor Randy added.
…Oh I see. The briefcase containing letters we found for Heiyue. That's how they were able to communicate, Heiyue acts as a middleman. Though considering Instructor Randy's comments, the last missive we helped deliver probably manage to help them finally set up a secure channel or something. Maybe Tio invented Tor for the Orbal Net?
Instructor Rean nods, "I see. Thank you, Randy and Tio."
He then turns to us, "You guys will wait for Juna, then?"
I nod, "It's would not be right otherwise."
"I concur, even on a practical level, we new Class VII will only be able to provide worthwhile contributions as a unit, and without Juna, our tactical options in combat are more limited," Altina remarked.
"Juna…helped me with my issues in Sutherland, I would like to return the favor if I can," Kurt said.
From the corner of my eye, I can see the old Class VII smiling. I remember in Sutherland, Elliot mentioned that somehow personal issues always got sorted out during their field studies. I guess they're feeling nostalgic.
Instructor Rean flashes us a smile, "In that case, I'll record my own recording of what I want to say to her before I leave. But I'm leaving Juna to you guys."
He continues, "She must have been on her limit even from the field exercise location was announced."
I sigh, "My apologies, I don't think I was entirely wrong by not telling her of my suspicion regarding the SSS, but I probably should have told her earlier. That was most likely the last straw."
Instructor Rean shakes his head, "No, I'm at fault too. I should have told her about my ogre form earlier. I should have trusted her more."
Alisa sighs, "Rean that's not true and you know it. If anything, you don't trust yourself to not be hated instead of not trusting Juna. You did the same with us, remember? And back then it was only you killing a bear in self-defense, not…well."
Instructor Rean shakes his head, "Still, I should have told her earlier. I even promised Jessica I'd tell Juna before the field exercise."
Machias sighs, "In all honesty, you should have, yes. But hindsight is 20/20, It's quite understandable why you didn't, I mean—"
He then stops and looks at Instructor Randy and Tio who is still on the monitor.
"Uh…I could leave, if you want me to," Instructor Randy said awkwardly.
Tio nods, "Yeah. I can disconnect too. We're done with the briefing anyway."
Instructor Rean shakes his head, "No…I don't want a repeat with Juna."
He then turns to me, "You're okay with this?"
…I'd be lying if I say I completely have no issues with it but…logically speaking it's not something to be shameful of.
I try to suppress my feeling of being ashamed of that moment of vulnerability.
It's nothing to be ashamed of, it was an accident and no one could predict that. And it's probably good that Instructor Randy knows. He's…strong enough to hold Instructor Rean back if anything actually goes wrong in the future. Yes, that's right.
I nod, "Yes. I'm…fine with it."
Instructor Rean nods back, "All right."
He then gives a brief explanation to Tio and Instructor Randy.
"…I see. So that happened, huh?" Instructor Randy said.
Tio adds, "Well…I'm not quite sure what to say, exactly, but I have to agree with the other's assessment. It was an accident."
Instructor Randy nods, "Yeah. I have to agree with that one, it's…uh…very unfortunate, but it's an accident. And so far as I can see, Jessie's not blaming you, right?"
I nod, "Of course not. As the two of you said, it's an accident."
Instructor Rean smiles, "Yeah…I'll try to keep that in mind."
Emma chimes in, "Actually about that…I've finished that charm I was talking about."
She then hands over a necklace to Instructor Rean.
"Here, with this, it should be possible to control it temporarily. But only for last resort, okay?" Emma said.
Instructor Rean nods, "…Of course, I understand. Thank you, Emma."
That's a relief. A huge relief.
Looking to change the subject, I turn to the old Class VII, "Oh on another note…Regarding the two other people Major Lechter mentioned, are those…?"
"…A pair of siblings by the name of Kendric Lenheim and Olivier Lenheim," Machias confirmed.
"Oy, oy, seriously?" Instructor Randy asked in amusement.
"…Olivier Lenheim. Brings back a memory from two years ago, huh, Randy?" Tio added.
Instructor Randy laughs and then turns to Kurt, "Two years ago, your brother—while epically failing to disguise himself as a music manager—asked us to track one 'Olivier Lenheim' who had gone 'missing'. Turns out the dude was off having fun. Playing his lute on top of a building downtown, dancing with Mishy on the waterfront, and other crazy stuff."
Tio sighs, "He really did lead us on a wild goose chase."
"That…does sound like His Highness," Kurt replied.
"Truthfully, I cannot imagine Mueller trying to pass himself off as a music manager," I add.
Instructor Randy replies, "You think? He wore a suit and sunglasses as a disguise, but with how buff he was, he looked more like a mafia than anything else."
Instructor Rean nods, "Haha, that sounds like them all right. Especially Prince Olivert, he can be…eccentric."
"Yes…I remember some of His Highness's requests he forwarded to the Courageous back during the civil war were…worded uniquely," Instructor Towa agreed.
Alisa groans, "Oh. THOSE requests."
Oh yes, I remember sorting out one about the Jormungand monster extermination request. The description includes His Highness saying he has his own glorious serpent he brings out at parties and on special occasions.
Emma chuckles, "Anyway, since they're…umm…undercover, I had Celine teleport them inside the camp in a secluded area to avoid Major Lechter. They should be waiting for us out of sight—"
We then hear the sounds of a lute.
"Brightly shooting stars…leaving trails…in the skies…"
And…Prince Olivert…singing.
Instructor Randy bursts out laughing, "HAHA, He's keeping out of sight, all right."
Machias sighs, "I was pretty sure we told him not to draw attention."
I reply, "All of you should know by now that words such as that will only incite His Highness to draw attention."
Machias massages his temple, "…You know what? You are absolutely right, shame on us."
Tio smirks, "Heehee, well, I'll start working on contacting a certain someone. You guys better deal with Prin—Olivier Lenheim soon. Personal anecdote, the more you let him be, the crazier his antics got."
She then cut the connection.
Instructor Rean smiles in amusement, "Well…let's go ahead and find His High—Olivier and Kendric."
We go out to the field to find Prince Olivert performing for the branch campus students. Beside him are Prince Cedric and Instructor Michael looking dumbstruck, probably for completely different reasons. Major Lechter looks from the sideline, he caught my eyes and then shrugs as if saying, 'well, what can you do?'
Celine walks over to us and grumbles, "I tried to stop him. That idiot didn't listen."
Prince Olivert suddenly gestures to his brother, "Come, Kendric, my brother. As planned, let us sing the last few verses together!"
"Huh?! I…er…Y-Yes."
Prince Olivert nods to him and starts singing, "Brightly shooting stars…leaving trails in the skies."
"L-like a guiding light…they show me the way to your eyes…" Prince Cedric sang.
"Would you care to wager that Prince Olivert convinced Prince Cedric by saying it's for their cover when in truth His Highness simply wanted to sing together?" Kurt asked me.
"Shame on you for trying to make me take a rigged wager, what sort of nefarious things were you going to make me do when I inevitably lose such a wager?" I replied sarcastically.
They then finish singing and Prince Olivert, now as Olivier, wearing a fancy blue-striped white coat with his hair down bows, "Thank you, for listening to a guerilla live recital of the unparalleled genius, Olivier Lenheim, seeker of love and beauty—along with his brother…"
He gestures to his brother, who is now as Kendric wearing a black overcoat over the same color shirt and a hat, wearing glasses and having his hair slicked back to complete the disguise.
Prince Cedric stutters, "I-I am Kendric Lenheim, wandering Knight-errant, s-seeker of j-justice and truth. Y-You've been a wonderful audience."
The audience claps…because regardless of the two's antics it was a good performance.
Instructor Michael sighs, "All right, back to your duties. All of you. Now!"
The students disperse, though I catch Tita smiling and waving at Prince Olivert. With the prince-in-disguise winking in return.
We approach them as Instructor Michael turns to Instructor Rean.
"Schwarzer! These…two told me that they are here to help you? Would you mind explaining why we have two princes in our—"
Prince Olivert interrupts him, "Ah, ah, ah, my good man. I am Olivier Lenheim, a wandering bard, seeker of love and beauty. It would not do for me to be confused as the Debaucherous Prince of the Erebonian Royal Family now, would it?"
"A-And I am…K-Kendric Lenheim! Wandering Knight-errant, s-seeker of justice and truth! Certainly not the c-crown prince of E-Erebonia."
…You're not going to convince anyone with that stutter. Well actually, maybe it would. This nervous 'Kendric' is more like the old Cedric than the current one. I guess LARPING is too much for the 'cool and mature' Cedric and he reverts back.
Instructor Michael's face tells me he is not paid enough for this shit.
Major Lechter pats him on the shoulder, "Lemme take this one. You go and start coordinating with the Governor's office and Crossbell Military Police."
"My thanks, Major Arundel. I'll do just that."
I repeat, He IS NOT paid enough for this.
He then turns to Instructor Towa, "Herschel and Orlando, start preparing with your class."
Instructor Towa nods, holding her laugh, "R-Right."
Instructor Randy salutes in amusement, "Yessir!"
They then follow Instructor Michael as the three left us alone.
Major Lechter then turns to Instructor Rean, "You know, Schwarzer, I get that you usually get some…unusual help on these kinds of things. It's your MO, I gotcha. But…yeah, I don't know about these two."
Prince Cedric steps forward, now seemingly in his comfort zone, "It is by our own choice, Major."
Major Lechter sighs, "Especially you, Your Highness, you DO know how dangerous the society is, don't you. You've come a long way since two years ago, but…yeah…you're still not quite there yet."
Prince Cedric shakes his head, "Perhaps so, but it is exactly why I need to take action here. How else would I improve otherwise? I believe this course of action is integral for me to be a worthy successor to the throne."
Major Lechter shrugs, "The Chancellor wouldn't want you to, you know."
I can see Prince Cedric hesitating. Oh, come on!
Kurt speaks up before I could, "I think the Chancellor should allow His Highness to make the decision of his own accord. After all, is he not sworn the royal family and not in reverse?"
I nod, backing him up, "Indeed. Advising is one thing. But at a certain point, Chancellor Osborne would be overstepping the bounds of his duties and authority. Those are bestowed upon him by the crown after all."
I then turn to Prince Cedric, "What use is there in a Crown Prince that simply bows to every whims of the Chancellor?"
Instructor Rean adds, "Major, we understand your position. However…above all, we want to honor His Highness's will and determination as he made the choice to help Crossbell with his own hands…as the Crown Prince."
Prince Cedric looks at us, "…Yes. Thank you, Kurt, Jessica, and Rean."
Prince Olivert steps forward and chuckles, "…And there you have it. As for myself, of course, I shall join my brother in this endeavor. And like him, it is exactly because I am a member of the royal family that I must do this."
He continues, "I respect the Chancellor's position in this matter, and that is why I refrain from speaking up, as my position prevents me to do so. Thus, I have no other choice but to turn to action on this day. Otherwise, I will not be able to face the people of Crossbell I have come to love."
Major Lechter sighs resignedly, "…Looks like your minds are made up. Well…I'm busy setting up countermeasures for Calvard so they don't find out we're having a bit of a crisis and attack, so…I guess I'll just have to let you two be then."
Well MAYBE if you didn't provoke them with that Dragunov railway guns, they also won't be so trigger-happy. There's being cautious and there's being deliberately escalating conflict.
Major Lechter then starts turning around, before stopping and looking at Instructor Rean, "Schwarzer, watch out for the wings on that Aion. If it's the same as before, it can fire a flurry of tracking beams. That's going to be nasty to deal with, just ask Orlando later."
He then turns around and starts to walk away, "Well…See ya."
"Hold a moment."
Prince Olivert stops him.
Major Lechter stops, before turning back, quirking one of his eyebrows.
"I would like you to take a message to the Chancellor and Rufus from me," Prince Olivert said.
He then continues, "Though my wings have been stolen and my sword lost…I yet have the gun and rose, tucked safely in my heart."
Wings and sword…the Courageous and the Vanders I assume. I guess this is him declaring despite having been pushed to this corner politically, he's not done yet.
After a pause, he continues, pointing a finger gun at the Major.
"If you lost your way and take this nation in a poor direction…"
He makes a shooting gesture with his finger gun, "I will send you…another 'message'"
Message…? Ah. I think I remember Father telling me about this. He was one of the first nobles approached by Prince Olivert after his declaration of intent to the Chancellor.
Allegedly, said declaration was the prince relaying a message to the airship the Chancellor was riding, passing him over aboard the Arseille—the fastest airship at the time—and then throwing a bouquet of roses at the chancellor before shooting it in midair.
…I remember thinking it was such a chad move, if true.
After staring at Prince Olivert for a bit, Major Lechter finally smiles in amusement and then bows, "Message received, Your Highness."
He then walks away from us, toward the gates.
I was hoping to talk to him in person about Professor Lughman, but I guess I just have to wait for the result.
"Olivert, what was all that about?" Prince Cedric asked.
"Hmm? I thought it was quite clear. It was a warning. From me to the Chancellor and Rufus, that should they wish to take this nation in a poor direction…I will not stand idly by and let him do so."
"You…think they will take Erebonia in a poor direction?"
Gee, Your Highness…I don't know, starting a war that would end with massive casualties no matter what seems to indicate so. I mean, I used to have some faith in him before, but starting an actual armed conflict with Calvard doesn't seem to be good by any metric…unless I'm missing something here.
Prince Olivert, after mussing it for a bit smiles, "You do not? What do you make of the revelations we had last night?"
"I think…they are detestable but necessary. I believe Chancellor Osborne would not order them were they not necessary. Therefore it falls to all of us to do better so we do not need to resort to such things," Prince Cedric replied.
Prince Olivert nods, "I see. It is fine to hold such a view. However…"
He then gestures to me, "What Jessica said earlier was correct, that you should not simply accept things because the Chancellor said so. I too admire the Chancellor in some regards, but it is also important to determine for yourself where you think this old Empire of ours should head, and whether the Chancellor's vision is truly what is best for this nation.
Prince Olivert chuckles, "Haha, granted that is easier said than done. You would need to see the world for yourself and accrue life experience of what is good and what is noble. Luckily…that is what you are here for, yes?"
"…I will do my best."
"Hmm…so you three are not coming with us just yet?" Asked Prince Ced—Now, Kendric I suppose, better habituate it on my mind, for his brother as well—as I, Altina, Kurt, and Instructor Randy are seeing them off.
"We will catch up as soon as we are able," I replied.
"And we will bring Juna with us," Altina added.
Kurt nods, "Indeed. After we take care of things with Juna, we will certainly come."
Kendric nods, "I see. I wish all of you the best then."
He then turns to Kurt, "Still…you are quite determined to bring her along, are you not, Kurt?"
Oh. Nice one, Kendric.
"…I suppose Lady Aurier would be disappointed then. I understand she has been trying to set you up with Jessica."
And…I spoke too soon, damn it.
"…Hmm. Perhaps you could take a mistress, it's uncommon, but that could work, yes?"
I notice the old Class VII are looking at Machias warily…okay, I don't know what's going on, but I better stop him. And he was doing so well too…
I speak up, "I know that you are saying that in jest, Your High—Kendric. But perhaps you should curtail such jokes. It might not go over well with everyone."
Machias sighs, "Indeed. I understand that in nobility, it is somewhat more common. Often, the one they actually love is their mistress due to arranged marriage being the norm. However, for commoners, mistress carries the poor connotation of a woman that is being favored simply for sexual encounters."
He continues, "If you are to align yourself with the reformist faction, you need to be aware of such things."
Oh, that's…nowhere as bad as I expected.
Kendric turns to him, "Oh, is that so? As expected of Governor Regnitz's son, it seems I can learn quite a bit from you."
"…I will endeavor to do my best," Machias replied.
Behind him, I can see the old Class VII looks surprised before smiling.
"Heehee, you've really matured, Machias," Emma said.
Alisa nods, "Yeah, the old him would…Well, understandable, considering—anyway, you're right."
Machias nods, "I suppose I have."
Olivier smiles apologetically, "Please forgive him, he is still quite unaware of many things. As I said, that is the purpose of him being here."
Well…he already starts learning some things. I guess it's good if Machias can sort of get through to him.
Kendric sighs, "Oliver—Olivier, you don't need to really treat me as a child. But yes, I will try to make the most of this chance."
Olivier chuckles, "Ah, but dear brother, where is my dignity as your older brother if I do not annoy you by treating you as a child? I have been holding back thus far as Olivert Reise Arnor…I'm afraid for you, Olivier Lenheim shan't show you any mercy."
Kendric sighs, "And without Mueller here too…"
Olivier laughed, "Haha, I would love to continue this…however, I think we should move to more important matters now."
He then turns to Instructor Randy, "Lechter mentioned that the purple Aion could fire tracking lasers from its wings. As a person that was in Crossbell two years ago, could you confirm this?"
Instructor Randy nods, "Yeah. That was how it destroyed an airborne division of Calvard."
Instructor Rean chimes in, "How was it eventually destroyed?"
"It wasn't us. We got help from the church," Instructor Randy answered.
Olivier nods, "Ah, yes. I remember hearing that Kevin was the one responsible for its destruction."
…That same name again. I know the church was involved in both the Liberl and Crossbell incidents, but it's the same guy?
I turn to Olivier, "Pardon me, when you say Kevin, is this the same Kevin you mentioned yesterday?"
He nods, "Oh yes, Kevin Graham. And I believe his lovely squire was also in Crossbell at that time."
This guy is sounding really important right now. When is he making an appearance in Erebonia?
Instructor Randy nods, "Yeah that cute—I mean…inspiring woman, Sister Ries? She was with him, the both of them destroyed the flying Aion…though, I don't think we can use their method."
Kurt chimes in, "I can't even begin to imagine the Septian Church having a method to combat that Aion. It all seems so surreal to me."
Altina replies, "I assume they are part of Gralsritter—the secret knight order of the church? If so, they most likely were combatting the Aion in the air using their high-performing ship, Merkabah."
Instructor Randy nods, "That, and one other thing…which none of us can use."
"What is this other thing?" I asked.
Instructor Randy replies, "It's well…it's basically some power that the highest rankings Gralsritter can use. It doesn't matter since none of us can use it."
Huh. I really need to find out more about the church. Next time I'm able to exchange information with Major Lechter, I'd better ask about the church.
Instructor Randy continues, "Anyway…Hate to say it, but I don't think I have any more tips other than destroying its wings as soon as you can."
Instructor Rean nods, "Noted. Thank you, anyway."
Instructor Randy nods back and offers his fist, "Yeah, good luck. Take care of Ouroboros for me…and on behalf of the SSS, thanks for taking over for us."
Instructor Rean answers his fist bump, "Yeah. Leave it to us."
He then turns to us, "I've left my recording for Juna with Altina. Good luck, and take care of her for me."
We nod at him.
Oh…speaking of recording…
I turn to Instructor Randy, "Instructor, about that other thing we discussed, are you able to get it?"
He smiles, "Yeah, we did. That dense babyface womanizer had recorded a short one. I'll send it to you."
Nice. Kurt, Instructor Rean, and now Lloyd, we'll have three protagonist speeches lined up.
"Well then, shall we depart?" Olivier asked.
Instructor Rean nods, "Yeah. Let's go."
After Instructor Rean and the others left, Kurt, Altina, and I head to Juna's room, only to meet Lousie in front of the room.
Altina is carrying a plate of Sandy's special breakfast porridge made for Juna that has been heated up.
"Oh, you guys are visiting Juna?" Louise asked us.
I reply, "That is the plan. Did you try visiting her?"
She nods, "Yes, we're in the same club, after all. I…don't think I managed to do anything, though. Maybe you three will do better."
She then continues, "Well…I'll be going now. Good luck everyone."
"I see that everyone is worried about her," Kurt remarked.
I nod, "Yes. Even Valerie tried talking to her, apparently."
"Valerie? Really?" Kurt exclaimed in surprise.
Altina chimes in, "It is not surprising. Juna is a bit of a mood-maker. According to my data, having someone that is optimistic that takes care of others tends to improve morale."
Yeah. Valerie said something similar last night.
Now then…how do I approach this? Should I simply apologize? It's not as if I think my hiding it from her was entirely wrong…we were about to go on cryptids extermination, having a clear head is paramount. Still…
I feel someone lightly hitting my head.
It's Kurt.
He sighs, "Juna IS right, you're thinking too much. You should simply tell her how you actually feel. Otherwise, it will only make things more complicated."
He continues, "Juna is…a very straightforward person, so it's best to face her with the same sincerity…That's what I think anyway."
That's…actually good advice…considering it's coming from Kurt
I sigh, "If even you are giving me relationship advice…I must have sunk to rock bottom. But…thank you. You're right."
Kurt rolls his eyes, "The first part was entirely unnecessary, Juna's been rubbing off on you."
"…Let's just move on," I said as I open the door.
I see Juna still laying on her bed, facing the walls.
I can see that she's awake, so she must've noticed us coming in, but she's not giving any indication of acknowledging us.
Altina steps closer with the tray of food.
"Juna, you should at least eat your breakfast. I brought a special porridge Sandy made," Altina offered.
For a moment there's silence. As Juna doesn't seem to want to answer.
Finally, Juna speaks up, her back facing us, "…Why?"
She continues, "Why aren't you guys going with Instructor Rean? Louise told me he was being deployed. Don't you guys want to?"
"Of course we did. But…we don't think it's right to leave you behind," Kurt replied.
He continues, "As you know…I was originally meant to attend the main campus along with Prince Cedric as his guardian. Growing up, I have always felt as if my purpose in life is clear, to be a guardian to the royal family as the rest of my family. When that purpose was taken away…I was confused and angry, and I took it out on people who don't deserve it."
He briefly glances at me, "Jessica, for example. Back in Sutherland…Juna, you were the one that eventually snapped me out of it and helped me reconcile with Jessica. My troubles might be trivial compared to the helplessness you are feeling currently, but, I do want to believe that this time, it's my turn. To help you out. Once I realized that I know I couldn't leave you here alone."
Juna…doesn't seem to want to respond to Kurt's speech. She did give a muffled hitched breath though…so it's progress, I think.
Altina chimes in, "I have trouble understanding what you are feeling, Juna. I don't have a hometown or any parents to speak of, as I was artificially created. I believe I was specifically created to experience as little emotion as possible."
"What?"
"Allie?!"
Kurt and Juna exclaimed in surprise.
"She and I have a very similar design, though I am the more advanced model, in theory."
Design and model? She speaks as if they are artificially created.
"I'm sorry, but further details are classified, Altina added
…I guess at this point that's all I could get. Still, this character beat alongside being artificially created usually means an android in a sci-fi setting or a homunculus in fantasy.
Right. I did have my suspicions. After what I read about KeA last night…I think homunculus is more likely.
"Jessica? You are not surprised?" Altina asked me.
I reply, "I had my suspicions…But we can talk more about that later, once you are more comfortable sharing."
Altina nods, "Yes, thank you."
She then turns back to Juna, "In any case…as I mentioned, I am sure I was designed to experience as little emotion as possible. But…since I join Class VII, there are times when I felt a strange feeling in my chest. Seeing Kurt's angst in Sutherland…Seeing Jessica reliving her trauma with Instructor Rean…and of course, seeing you like this, Juna…That is why I am still here."
I was about to follow up when Juna unexpectedly speaks up.
"…And you? Why are you here, Jessica? Don't you want to help out Instructor Rean and the old Class VII? If it were the SSS…I know I would."
"I—"
Juna interrupts me, "Even after I slapped you…even though I know that you were only thinking of me…"
"…I do think I should have told you earlier. Once we were finished with the cryptids extermination and things were calmer, for instance," I admitted.
"Still…I shouldn't have slapped you. You weren't…You're not responsible for any of this. Especially not when you've been trying your best to make sure I'm okay, from the beginning of this field exercise."
She then rolls over, her arms covering her eyes. I could see her holding back her tears.
She laughs derisively, "Haha…That's me I guess. Always blaming others. A-Always needing someone to blame…So really, why are you giving up going with Instructor Rean and the rest of old Class VII for me?"
"Why wouldn't I?" I asked.
I continue, "Even were that to be true, Juna. That does not make you any less of a wonderful person. Of course, there are parts of you that you need to work on. But everyone is like that. You, me, Kurt, and Altina too, and of course Instructor Rean and the rest of old Class VII. And of course, those reprehensible parts of us would make us fight with each other. However, can you call two people who had never had a fight having a proper relationship? Doesn't that mean they never confront each other's true selves?"
"But I still slapped you...and blamed you…when you just had a traumatic experience not that long ago, even."
I push on, "And yet at the same time, I remember you comforting me after that traumatic experience. Yes, you might be quick to anger and misplace blame but…you are also a very caring person who takes care of others. Not only me—or Kurt as he mentioned, but everyone…And I don't mean that only in Class VII, but even in the entire branch campus. Valerie tried to talk to you yesterday, correct?"
Juna nods, "She did…and I…I pushed her away."
I shake my head, "Never mind that. The point is, she came to you. She talked to me afterward, telling me how you have been trying to make sure she felt welcomed."
I continue, "With Valerie, my response had been to ignore her back…saying that it's on her. Not realizing the truth of her issues. But you didn't give up on her. And that's…only one recent example. Even from the beginning of the school year, you have been taking care of others. You were the one that approached me after our orientation exercise when I was having doubts about joining Class VII."
"…what I am trying to say is…you are a marvelous friend and a wonderful person. So of course I worry about you, the same as I worry about Instructor Rean and the rest of old Class VII," I conclude.
"You say that, but…" Juna trailed off.
She then continues, "Unlike you three…I don't have a good reason to just stay here doing nothing. When everyone else is doing something to help Crossbell."
Her voice cracks, "I know…that I should probably just grit my teeth and keep going but…My reason…is just me being selfish."
Juna then sits up and holds her knees.
She then starts talking, "…Two years ago, as you know Erebonia took over Crossbell with no bloodshed. Of course, Calvard couldn't let that stand and they invaded Crossbell. The Empire managed to hold them off, but…from time to time some of the Calvardian gunships went through their defensive line…and sometimes they were panicked and high on adrenaline after fighting through the Erebonians that they mistakenly attack civilians. Understandably, many people tried to evacuate to Armorica or Mainz. So did my family, but…"
"You guys don't know him? He's from the empire, just like you. He's strong and super cool!" Ken said.
Nana continues, "Yeah, he saved us that one ti—"
"Ken! Nana!" Juna shouted, surprising the two.
Right. So it's as I suspect.
Juna, almost like she read my thoughts, turns to me, "That look, you…You already know, don't you?"
I give her an apologetic look, "You ended up being attacked…and Instructor Rean most likely saved you. But…he is still a symbol of imperial power and rule over Crossbell. So…you became conflicted, especially after meeting him. I…noticed it when we were visiting your house yesterday. I'm sorry."
Juna shakes her head, "From what I get after we talked with Emma, it's not like you can control what you notice, right? So don't be."
She then continues, "But yes, Instructor Rean saved us…He came on his Divine Knight, and with a single stroke of his blade, he cut down the rotor of the Calvardian gunship targeting us. And like you said, I was so frustrated…but not only him."
She turns to look at us, "It's you guys too…no, it's everyone I've met here in Erebonia. It would be so much easier if you were all evil...but I realize it's not the case. So I tried. I tried to be understanding…that we are all the same…we all have our troubles…and after our conversation with the Chairman and Governor, I was ready to accept that…But then I hear how your government is holding the SSS and people affiliated with them in Mishelam."
She continues, "They can help, with them here, working together with the Erebonian soldiers, the society can probably be taken care of faster, making sure the citizens are safer…and yet we Crossbellans can't even have that. We can't even have the sense of safety and pride that our heroes are still with us…all so we'll replace them with 'Erebonian heroes', so we'll depend more on Erebonia and won't even be able to think to try and take back our independence! To be able to decide for ourselves the fate of our own home."
Her voice cracks again, as she starts crying, "And when I think that…I just can't help to not want to go along with the plan and help fight the Society. I don't want to help Erebonia crush our hopes and dreams! But I know…that whether I join in or not, it wouldn't change anything…I'm just being petty."
"I don't think that's petty at all."
Kurt speaks before I could.
He continues, "Before I came to Crossbell…I don't know that much about it. Honestly, I thought that being absorbed into such a large empire must be a relief to its citizens. We are providing security and prosperity much better than before after all…But after coming here, and seeing you like this…I realized that pride in one's own home is not that simple."
He then walks over to Juna, sits beside her, and places his hand on her shoulder.
"…What we did to win over the people of Crossbell, doesn't sit right with me. An Empire that won the trust of its citizens with deception, coercion, and lies…is not one that I wish to be proud of. In Sutherland, I realized that I have been ignoring the growing abscess in Erebonia. And I have resolved myself to cut it…and I'm only one person, I'm sure there are others thinking the same. So…"
Kurt then looks at Juna, "Please, I don't want you giving up on Erebonia yet. Help me—us to be rid of this rot that is plaguing our nation."
Juna looks surprised by the gesture, "Kurt…I…"
…Good job Kurt. You've really matured.
Altina nods, "Kurt is right. As you might remember from Sutherland and last night, there are people such as Marquis Hyarms, General Craig, and Governor Regnitz who are trying to change Erebonia in their own ways. And of course, us and Instructor Rean as well."
Altina then pulls out her ARCUS, "Instructor Rean left you a message, I'll play it now."
Instructor Rean's voice comes out of Altina's ARCUS, "Juna. First of all, I'm sorry for not telling you about my ogre form…and what happened with Jessica, even after Jessica herself requested it. I have no other excuse aside that my own weakness and cowardice got the better of me."
Juna grumbles, "That idiot…he's way too hard on himself…I'm the one who should have been more understanding."
I smile and trying to lighten the mood, I reply, "Well you know by now, that is how he is. Imagine how hard it must have been for Alisa, Laura, and the others."
Juna let out a small giggle, "Heehee, they have an uphill battle with that guy."
"…Can I continue?" Altina asked.
"…Right. I want to hear what he has to say," Juna replied.
Instructor Rean's voice recording continues, "But, there is something that I need to ask you, regardless. Are you okay, with just leaving things like this? The SSS are no doubt heroes, each and every single one of them is an amazing person. But are you going to stay in their shadows forever? They are now trapped, unable to truly protect their home…and yet they are fighting in their own ways. So who is going to protect Crossbell in their stead?"
The recording stopped.
"Seriously…really? He's always so…" Juna trailed off.
Altina looks at me meaningfully.
I nod.
I take out my own ARCUS.
"You know Juna, Valerie told me yesterday that compared to North Ambria, Crossbell is still in a good place. It is too early to give up, even if this plan from Governor Rufus succeeds…But, you don't have to hear it from me. There is also another person who left a message for you."
I press play.
"Hey, Juna. I heard you're in a bit of a bind, huh?"
"That's—!" Juna exclaimed, immediately recognizing the voice.
I pause the recording and smile, "Instructor Randy and Tio helped to acquire this for us."
"Even Lloyd…" Juna trailed off
I continue the recording,
"I'm still running away from the Military Police, so I can't spare much time, but…since you look up to us as your seniors…The least I can do is give you some guidance, like a good senior."
Lloyd's voice stops for a bit as if thinking, then finally it continues, "I understand that you are angry at the Governor and his plan. I know how it feels. Trust me, I'd like to deck him in the face too…So you don't want to go along with his plan, I understand how that feel. But on the other hand, is that really right? Letting your classmates and teachers fight alone without you…and if with your help they can better protect the people, Erebonians…or Crosbellans…isn't that enough reason to fight?"
The voice continues, "I know you, so right now you probably don't want to contribute to something that's eventually going to be used to make the SSS gets a bad name. They'll probably print something about the SSS and Speaker MacDowell spotted taking refuge in a high-class hotel in Mishelam while the Erebonians are fighting for Crossbell…or something."
That's…I didn't consider that. But that makes sense as a black campaign.
"…But that's fine, even if the citizens lost faith in us. That just means we have to start all over again, like when the SSS first formed to regain the citizens' trust in the CPD. That's only another problem in the growing list of obstacles for Crossbell to be independent…only another barrier for us to overcome. Together."
The recording ends.
I turn to Juna, "And that is it. We have laid everything we have on the table. What do you say?"
Juna wipes her tear, "You guys…even had to involve Lloyd? That's…SO not fair."
Kurt snorts, "You seem happy enough hearing from him. I don't think you have any grounds to complain."
Juna turns to him, "Shut up! And you too, what's with your corny speech, 'help me cut at Erebonia's abscess or something'…and…ugh…Instructor Rean too, I don't need to hear that crap from him!"
She then stands up and slaps herself on both cheeks, "Fine! If that's how it's going to be, I guess I have no choice now! I can't let Lloyd down, after all!"
Kurt, Altina, and I look at each other in amusement.
Juna is back. This gung-ho, super-optimistic, tsundere main heroine girl is back.
Juna's angst 0, Triple protagonists speeches 1.
A.N. In the game, Juna only talked about Rean saving her and being frustrated with him. I always thought it was a bit...simplistic considering what they heard the other night, and that Juna isn't more torn by the fact them 'helping' meant going along with the plan and replacing SSS.