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A.N : So yeah, this is just an idea that floated in my mind. Probably be a two shot unless I feel otherwise. No longer a one off.

Now has a TV Trope page

Have you ever been in that situation where someone is throwing a lottery with everyone's name and you're just sitting there praying to whoever would hear that your name wouldn't get picked? So yeah, I was in that situation about probably 17 years ago…except I did not even know a lottery was being thrown.

So long story short, 17 years ago—from my perspective of time, at least—I was a doctor, died, and promptly got isekaid because the god I met said, and I quote, 'Yeah, I want to put someone in the role of a character in this JRPG franchise I'm playing. You know for shits and giggles, and out of around 120 people that died in the same minute as you, your name was picked randomly'

You'd think as an anime/manga/light novel/general otaku culture enjoyer I'd be excited right? Well, you see, first of all, Truck-kun couldn't even be bothered to show up, Covid-chan showed up in his place, though maybe she had a grudge against doctors because we prevent her from isekai-ing some random high schooler.

Secondly, I do not know the JRPG he's talking about, so no forewarning or future knowledge to navigate through the game plot, which I suppose is a historical event in this life, like that civil war two years ago. I was born in a sort of magitech world, people have this technology which they call the Orbal Technology that could allow them to cast magic among other things, such as having modern conveniences like cell phones and vehicles.

The orbal revolution is an incredibly rapid upending of society. Apparently, just 50 years ago our technological level was around the early Victorian Era, and four years ago landline phones were still a rarity. Today, we have mechs in the military, the cellphones equivalent is common among middle to upper-class citizens, and I heard they're even developing the internet right now.

Anyway, rapid technological development and my lack of foreknowledge aside, they're not really a dealbreaker, I can work with it. But the third reason is a dealbreaker—if that god had given me a choice anyway—and why that god is a troll and not in an amusing way.

You see, the only information about this world I get from that god is that the character I'm replacing will play a part in the games that have harem elements. Harem elements are annoying, especially in JRPGs because you know damn well most of them have the preferred heroine that takes precedent so the 'choose your girl' feature is essentially BS.

But whatever, at least like Isekai protags I would be the harem protagonist, right? Nope. That shitty god reincarnated me as a girl and judging from my silky blue hair, well-proportioned body, and beautiful face…Pretty sure this girl is supposed to be a member of the harem instead. Well, just my luck.

This girl's name—or well, I suppose my name, rather—is Jessica. Jessica Schleiden, heiress to the house of Schleiden, a noble of the Erebonian Empire. Our family, the Schleiden ruled over the town of Valdrand and its surrounding area. If you're wondering why there were some german sounding names, that's because the Erebonian Empire is basically fantasy not-Germany. Our Chancellor is even called the Blood and Iron Chancellor. Yes, that's right, maybe he'll announce that he's secretly Bismarck that got isekaid.

If it weren't for the fact that I'm inside a harem anime/JRPG, I'd definitely welcome being reincarnated as Jessica, yeah my gender changed, but the trade-off is easily worth it. I mean…this girl is both attractive and physically gifted from her martial noble lineage, which I wasn't in my previous life. I'm not exactly ugly, just average I suppose, certainly not to Jessica's level. I'm rubbish at physical activity though. So yes, Jessica is definitely a step up.

And I don't know how smart the original Jessica is but considering I was a doctor, my consciousness made this girl quite gifted academically as well. Relatively anyway, not genius MENSA level or even a prodigy but suffice to say good enough to get by. Though I don't actually know the metaphysic of how soul and brain interact, so it's possible Jessica is smart in the first place. Wouldn't surprise me, considering her other waifu-like qualities.

So yes, I pretty much won the genetic lottery, and that's not even counting the fact that I'm a noble. Due to the orbal revolution, nobility no longer holds the same influence they used to have in society. In fact, the noble faction lost the civil war two years ago, so the commoner faction is the dominant force in the current Erebonian politic. That being said, nobles still hold some degree of respect, especially within their domain. And…nobles are also typically well off financially.

Unfortunately, she's also probably a harem member. And I really don't want to deal with anime harem bullshit, especially on the receiving end of it as a harem member. Not to mention, considering the magitech setting, and that Jessica was born into a martial noble family famous for their spearmanship, the plot is probably going to be dangerous. Knowing JRPG, it'll probably end up in killing a god or something.

I mean, don't get me wrong. I'd love to teach the god that reincarnated me a lesson, but I'm no Tanya von Degurechaff, I'm not going to pick a fight against a being of immense power if I can help it. Besides, they worship the goddess Adios here, and the god that reincarnated me said that he was a guy. But then again, he did crossdress as Nocticula from pathfinder among other fictional female deities at some point. Eh, whatever. I don't care. As I said, I'd much rather just live a comfortable life away from the plot.

Well, luckily I managed to identify the protagonist so I know whom to avoid. I had several suspects, but I ultimately settle on this one guy. Rean Schwarzer, the Ashen Chevalier, heir to the Schwarzer Barony, and national Erebonian hero that ended the civil war when he was still a student among other things. And of course, like many harem protagonists, a dense romantically-inept guy surrounded by hot girls that want to bang him.

I first met him two years ago when he visited his sister in St. Astraia's Girl School. His sister was close to the Imperial Princess, whom I managed to befriend due to strings of lucky coincidences. He was visiting with the rest of his classmates from the prestigious Thors Military Academy, and yeah just among them I already see the harem members. The blonde-haired twin-tailed tsundere, the cool composed blue-haired lady knight type, the nerdy glasses girl with a big chest, the white-haired petite catlike girl, and of course his non-blood-related little sister, heck probably even the princess.

If I had to guess, Jessica was probably supposed to be the kouhai type in his harem? Considering she was slated to attend Thors due to being a martial noble, that would place her a year below him, making Rean her senpai. I would have to skip a year to attend alongside him, considering Thors is a two years program instead of the usual three years in Japanese High School. But it's not unheard of—I actually had some plan to not go to a military academy, before it was ruined anyway, but I digress.

Anyway, the next day terrorist attack happened. Mr. Harem Protag and his classmates were instrumental in dealing with the attack, which cemented him as the protagonist to me. From that point on, I tried to steer clear of him to avoid the plot.

Unfortunately…because of my friendship with the princess, I ended up somewhat involved in the civil war, which probably would be a climactic arc of one of the games? This is probably where Jessica was supposed to join the protagonist's party. Fortunately, I managed to convince them that 'my spear is sworn to protect the princess' and avoided joining them in liberating cities and whatnot. I only had to participate near the end to help free the rest of the Imperial Family at the princess' request, which I suppose made me a guest party member. Not ideal, but better than actually being a full-time party member.

So yeah, close call, but I managed to avoid being involved too deeply in the plot so far. I'd call it a win. The bad news is due to the commoner faction winning, they decreed that nobility should not have the privilege of guarding the Imperial family, and that duty will be taken over by a newly formed royal guard from the army.

So there goes my plan to be hired as the princess bodyguard to avoid being a military cadet. I have no chance at that point, considering they also dismissed the Vanders, the noble family traditionally charged with guarding the imperial family.

I considered just applying as her handmaiden instead, they only decreed it forbidden to be the imperial family bodyguard, not a handmaiden. Hurray for loopholes…except it's not an option considering I'm a martial noble.

Our family prided ourselves on being the Spear of the Empire. Our noblesse oblige creed is to defend our people from the enemies of Erebonia. Being the princess bodyguard is one thing, but outright just being a handmaiden? Nope, not going to happen.

When I brought it up, my father said that he's glad that I found a friend in the princess, but the decree doesn't forbid me to continue being her friend, even without being part of her official entourage. On the other hand, refusing to serve militarily would mean that I neglected our family duty to our subjects and the Empire. And that is how I'm currently on a train ride to attend Thors Military Academy, narrating my life because I was bored.

Unfortunate, but thankfully I managed to mitigate the situation. First, I managed to convince my father to wait a year since at that point I was in my final year in St. Astraia anyway. I did this to ensure my enrollment would be after Rean Schwarzer's graduation. Secondly, I had elected not to attend the main campus that he attended and instead opted for the newly opened branch campus.

Yes, this way I'll minimize the risk of me involved in the plot. I had thought the plot was over after the civil war, but considering the political situation just got worse after that, and Rean was involved in the North Ambria war last year, probably not. By enrolling in the branch campus, hopefully I can avoid the plot train. If Thors Military Academy is going to be involved, logically that would be his alma mater, the main campus right?

At worst, probably I'd only be tangentially involved similar to back during the civil war. Everything should be fine.

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A.N: So I know, I said two shot. But...it seems that it'll take more than I thought to get to the end point I was planning. So it'll probably be one more chapter after this? After that, we'll see 

"The next stop is…Leeves. Leeves."

Well, that was an automated train announcement voice, if I ever heard one. Like no, seriously. It sounds really mechanical that it's quite creepy. I guess AI voice technology is still not there just yet.

"We will be stopped at Leeves for one minute. When disembarking, please ensure that no belongings are left behind."

I suppose that's my cue. I lift my briefcase and grab my spear, still encased in a weapon case. It's quite heavy, my spear aside, the briefcase weighs quite a bit. Thors is a boarding school, so my briefcase contains a lot of my things.

In my previous life, I'd probably struggle quite a bit. As Jessica though? Yeah no, I barely felt it. This is an anime world after all. People with martial arts training be it swordsmanship, spearmanship, or just plain hand-to-hand combat are capable of ridiculously incredible feats, even if they don't look like it.

For example, it's well documented that a master swordsman is able to cut tanks in two. There's a reason why despite orbal technology making way for the existence of guns, many still opt to use swords instead.

Well, that isn't saying that military technology is useless. A master swordsman may be able to cut a tank, but pit him against a handful of tanks they would fall in battle. Therefore, given that training a master swordsman took time and effort, it's more effective for the military to go with mass-produced military equipment such as guns, tanks, and soldats—which is what they decided to name the mechs. Honestly, the design looks like a rip-off from Code Geass' Knightmares.

As I step away from the train, the almost deserted scenery of Leeves Station greets me. Well, it's still 6.30 AM so that's understandable. Most people on that train I was in were probably Leeves' citizens that had a night shift in Valdrand. After all, with trains, it's only about an hour of travel time between them.

Trista, where the main campus is located is even closer though, just 30 minutes travel time considering Valdrand is just directly north of Trista. Huh, I wonder why Father didn't bring it up to convince me to go to the main campus. Actually, now that I think about it, he didn't really argue at all when I picked the branch campus, after all, he graduated from the main campus.

Eh, whatever, maybe he just didn't care much as long as it's Thors.

Despite the station being mostly deserted, I noticed that some engineers are preparing to cordon a section of the railway. Probably an important cargo delivery, if I have to guess. Either way, it's none of my business. So I promptly ignore them and made my way out of the station.

I stepped out of the station and what greets me is…a nice picturesque small European town, like the one you'd probably see on a postcard back on Earth. This is actually pretty nice, well, if I must be a military cadet, at least the town is nice.

I feel something small fall on my face. I grab it with my hand for a closer look. It's a flower petal. I look to my right and notice a tree with flowers blooming on it. It's lino flowers.

Huh, look at me recognizing flowers. Well, Erebonian nobles considered it to be part of being cultured to know flower languages, so it's just part of typical Erebonian nobles' education.

Let's see…Lino flowers meant many things, among them wisdom, creativity, and righteousness, in a religious context, they also meant the afterlife and new beginnings. I'll take it, there could be worse flowers to start a school year on.

So the school would be…Ah! There it is.

I noticed it right away, up the hill, contrasting the charming old European town look are the clearly newly constructed buildings with a much more modern look. It's just a straight shot from the station.

Well, time to make my way there.

"Are you a student?"

A curt voice greets me as soon as I reach the campus ground. The voice owner is a blonde man that appears to be in his middle to late twenties. He's wearing a military beret and coat. His face is taut showing just the barest hint of emotion. Pretty much the picture of a strict military officer.

"Yes, sir. Cadet Jessica Schleiden reporting."

The man nods. It seems my formal greeting was to his liking

"I am Michael Irving. I serve as chief instructor in this academy. You're quite early, it's still more than one hour to the start of orientation."

Michael? Really? That's…a really normal name. Yes! This bodes well that he has a normal name. Not one of those fancy-sounding main cast names. A good sign that the plot train is not coming here.

His eye narrowed as soon as he sees me break into a small smile.

"Is there a problem, cadet?"

Whoops, better not make him angry, "No sir. Merely happy that the branch campus looks to be well equipped. As for your question, I made it a habit to always arrive early, sir."

That's actually true. A carryover from my previous life. My high school used to start at 6.45 AM, ever since then, I picked up the habit of waking up early. And I'm the type that can't just sit still and wait if I have class or an appointment, so waking up early means that I'm also going to be early to pretty much anywhere else.

Instructor Michael nods again, "Very well. That's a sensible habit to have. Keep it up, Cadet Schleiden. Leave your luggage here, but take your weapon with you. You may wait on the academy field to my right."

"Yes sir. Thank you."

Do I need to do a military salute? He…didn't seem to be waiting for me to finish with a salute. Well all right then, I'm not going to do a salute if he's not asking for one.

I leave my briefcase to Instructor Michael and bring my spear with me in the direction the Instructor pointed to.

I reached a large open field that contains what appears to be a small tool shed and a large building. I don't actually know what the large building is for, but it does look impressive.

There's no one else in the field, I guess I'm first then. I'm used to being the first to arrive with how early I usually am. Back on Earth, I would use smartphones to browse the internet, during my life here, usually, I'd bring a book with me but since I left my luggage with Instructor Michael I don't have any on hand.

Only one thing to do then. I reach out to my pocket and pull out the school-issued combat Orbment, ARCUS II.

As the name implies, combat orbment is a device used to channel orbal arts—essentially magic—to use in battle. ARCUS II is the newest generation of combat orbment developed by the foremost orbal company in Erebonia, the Reinford Company.

Compared to its predecessors, ARCUS is more streamlined. You see, to use orbal arts you need to insert quartzes which are processed from sepiths—magical gemstones found in this world—into it. However, specific arrangements of quartz yield specific sets of effects. Therefore, previous versions were not user-friendly in the way the user needs to do their own calculation and quartz arrangement to get the effect they desire.

ARCUS allows you to set a new version of quartz that contained specific magic without needing to arrange them in a specific way, in addition to several arts contained in a special quartz called master quartz. The trade-off is that it's less versatile because the type of arts you can cast become limited, but it's also easier to make sure your orbment does what you want them to do.

ARCUS also have this new feature called links. This allows users to sync up during battle, enhancing their situational awareness and allowing seamless cooperation with each other. Apparently, the connection becomes stronger the closer you are to the other person. That's right, they actually put the power of friendship in the form of technology.

Despite the name ARCUS II, this is actually the first ARCUS made available to the public. The first ARCUS pretty much only reached a beta test among several people before Reinford decided to go ahead and develop ARCUS II.

Because I was involved in the civil war, I got access to the first ARCUS, so fortunately unlike most of my future classmates, I'm not going into this blind. Unfortunately, combat orbments have shit backward compatibility, meaning all of my quartz collection, even those made for the first ARCUS, cannot be used in ARCUS II. Which is really annoying, backward compatibility is just basic quality of life for user convenience.

Well, on the bright side, they integrate cellphone functions into them. No internet though, or well rather the internet is still in its infancy, so you can pretty much use it only for communications at this point. With how rapidly the technology is developing, hopefully in a couple of years, I can actually browse the internet like back on Earth.

As I am fiddling with my ARCUS, I noticed someone approaching me in my peripheral vision.

Blue eyes, a lithe build with a pretty face, short hair a couple of shades lighter than mine, and carrying two swords. There, standing beside me is a person I know well, Kurt Vander.

"You're early as usual."

Apropos of his name, Kurt gave a curt greeting. Definitely a horrible pun, but in my defense with how stoic this guy is, he's asking for it.

"Good morning, Kurt."

He sighs, "Good morning, Jessica."

"There, was that so hard?"

"We knew each other for what, almost ten years by now? I think we can dispense with formalities."

I nod, "I don't mind, but with how stoic you are, you often come across as cold. The least you can do is habituate being nice."

He's right though, we do know each other for quite some time by now. Kurt is a member of the Vander family. Before they were dismissed from their posts as guardians of the Imperial family, it was customary for them to meet the member of the Imperial family they will be guarding as children.

Kurt was assigned to Prince Cedric, the crown prince. Since I'm friends with the prince's twin sister, Princess Alfin, the four of us were pretty much childhood friends.

I actually suspected him to be the protagonist before meeting Rean, he just has the looks of a bishounen light novel protagonist. Besides, considering how he treated his fangirls he checks off another one of the protagonist's checklist, being dense that is. Either that or he's the Sasuke-Esque talented and popular, slightly edgy rival to Prince Cedric's kind shonen protagonist.

But Rean is just too much of a harem protagonist that I abandon that train of thought. Besides, considering he was not involved at all during the civil war even though Prince Cedric—who was to be his charge—got kidnapped, he's probably just a side character in the game, at most.

So yeah, Kurt is probably not part of the main cast, so I'm fine attending school with him. It's nice even, to have someone you already know in a new environment. For some reason, Kurt doesn't seem to share my sentiments, as he looked at me strangely.

Oh well, the most efficient way to interact with Kurt is just to ask him straight.

"Something you want to say?"

His brow furrows, "I was surprised when I heard you decided to also attend the Branch Campus."

"Hmm? Oh, because of my Father? Yes, I was surprised as well. I had thought he would be more opposed when I elected to go to the Branch Campus."

"I do hope you didn't pick the Branch Campus for my sake."

Pffft. What now? What, he thinks I'm the childhood friend heroine to his anime protagonist? Yeah no, I never wake him up and cook him lunch. Well, actually I did wake him up a couple of times. We are childhood friends, after all.

I stayed with the Vanders a couple of times, and he stayed with my family a couple of times, and since I woke up early, I ended up being the one waking him up, but not routinely, and I certainly never cook specifically for him.

Eh, this is Kurt we're talking about. He's probably just actually troubled. He's an earnest straight shooter like that.

"Please don't flatter yourself. I choose to come here for my own reason."

Again, the best way to deal with Kurt is to just tell him straight.

"Ah, I see. That's good. I do not wish for you to trouble yourself on my account."

He nods, and that awkward atmosphere between us evaporates in an instant. See? Right on the money.

On another note, I am curious why he decided to attend here. I had thought that he would go to the main campus to accompany the prince. As my Father said, the decree doesn't forbid us from being friends.

"Why did you choose to come here?", I ask him.

"Uh…well…It just didn't seem right to go to the main campus with the Prince. It feels like I'm not following the spirit of the decree."

Huh. Personally, I have no qualms exploiting that loophole, if I could. But Kurt is just that kind of guy I guess. Well, there's probably more to this. He took his family's dismissal as the Imperial Family guardian badly. But if he doesn't want to talk, I'm not going to force him to.

I nod, "I see."

After that, Kurt ended up asking for tips on using the ARCUS II, since I'm familiar with the previous model. Eventually, other students start to arrive. As is the rule with anime, sure enough, a couple of them have unique hair colors.

There are two girls with green hair…Oh, there's a pink-haired girl. I suppose I'm not one to talk with blue hair, but pink hair is whole another level of anime. There are several with white hair, one of them is really small…wait.

Why is she here?! Wearing a beret with long, white hair, is a face I recognize from the civil war, Altina Orion.

Long story short, Altina was a double agent that worked for both sides, before eventually being an instrumental part in apprehending the leader of the noble faction, Duke Cayenne. Apparently anyway, I wasn't there but that's what I was told afterward. But beyond that, she used a mysterious robot to fight, have a mysterious background, and have some connection with one of Rean's classmates.

Anyway, the point is that she's way too mysterious and involved during the civil war to just be a side character. She's even connected to one of the party members, everything points to her being a main character. Her being here is definitely a warning sign for my 'Avoid the plot train' plan.

Okay, calm down. She's associated with the intelligence division right? I already accepted that the branch campus might be tangentially involved in the plot. So her being here is still within the acceptable parameter.

"Are you okay?"

Not now, Kurt! Anyway. Yes, she's probably just gathering intelligence for the main event that will take place on the main campus. Yes, that's probably it.

"Jessica, are you all right?"

Kurt, probably deciding to find out what I was looking at, turn his head in Altina's direction.

"Do you know her from somewhere?"

I draw a deep breath to calm myself.

I turn toward Kurt. Fine you protag wannabe, I'll answer you, "Yeah, we met during the civil war…in a fashion."

"She seems…quite young. During the civil war, she would be…what, 14 at most? A girl that young was involved in the civil war?"

I nod, "She was actually around 12 years old back then. But anyway, she—"

"Ah! Th-that woman!"

A buff, blonde guy with glasses exclaims quite loudly, interrupting me. I turn my head towards the sidewalk connecting the field with the campus area above it.

I see what that guy was freaking out about. At the front of a group of people descending the sidewalk, was a white-haired woman. This is Aurelia Le Guin, the Golden Rakshas—

Wait a damn second! Never mind her! My attention was immediately pulled to the man in a white coat behind her.

He carries an eastern-style sword not commonly used in Erebonia. His black hair flowing a bit in the wind, framing a familiar face…wearing glasses? He didn't use to wear glasses—never mind that. WHY. IS. HE. HERE?

He noticed me as well and smiles at me.

Damn it! I don't need you smiling at me. Save that for your harem members! For the love of—Mr. Rean 'harem protagonist' Schwarzer is here, and I swear I could hear the sound of a train coming. That's right the plot train is definitely coming my way.

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A.N. So, someone ask this, but I think it's better to address it. This isn't a SI, at least I don't consider it one. I suppose if we use the definition of someone being isekaid and is written in 1st person view as SI, then yes. But the person isekaid here is not me, and holds many opinion I do not personally hold. For example, Jessica will be annoyed by some characters that I actually like. 

"Th-that black-haired guy."

"Whoa, he's super famous."

Sure enough, not long after I noticed Mr. Harem Protagonist Schwarzer, the rest of the students noticed him too and start chattering.

Wait, no. Why is he here? Did I misunderstand the plot? If this guy is here, there's no way I'm not in the main plot currently.

"Huh. It's him."

Okay, would you guys shut up? I'm trying to think here.

Let's calmly analyze the situation. Back during the civil war, the plot mostly went cyclically. They were exploring these shrines to gather material for Rean's Divine Knight, a special soldat from ancient civilization or some sort. Then they would be asked to go to a region and liberate the prominent city in that region from the nobles, followed by a day or two where nothing happens. Then they would explore a different shrine, repeating the cycle ad nauseam.

"Tch, seriously?"

"Teehee. Oh, dear. How unexpected."

I ignored the remarks from a guy with dirty blonde hair that looks like a punk and one of the green-haired girls as I continue my line of thoughts. Wait, I feel like I know the green-haired girl. Meh. Who cares? I have more important things to deliberate.

"The Ashen Chevalier…"

Yes, Kurt, that's the Ashen Chevalier. Full marks.

Right, anyway. So if I extrapolate the pattern from the civil war…it's possible that the plot is already ongoing, and the branch campus is just an area the protagonist would visit for a section of the story. Right, that must be it, that's why Altina is also here, after they're done with this part of the plot, they'll depart and I'll have my peaceful school life.

Yep. That has to be it. I nodded, glad that I have sorted it out, ignoring the anime pink-haired girl exclaiming "No way…"

"Ah, that's right. You are acquainted with the Ashen Chevalier, right?"

I wasn't nodding to corroborate your statement of the Ashen Chevalier being here, Kurt. But my mood has improved, so I'll indulge you.

"That's right. He…didn't use to wear glasses though."

"Looks like fake glasses. It doesn't quite suit him, don't you think?"

I take a look at Rean. Huh? Your fashion sense sucks Kurt. I'm far from a fashion connoisseur, but clearly, the glasses look good on him. A bit on the plain side, it fits him though. Considering his nice-guy personality the more stylish glasses will just look ostentatious and try hard on the guy.

The man in question gives a sweeping look toward us, before homing in on Altina and doing a double-take.

Oh, he didn't know? Ah, I see. The intelligence division is planning something here, and he's here to stop it before moving to the next area. Is that what's going on? That would make sense, after the civil war, they are opposed to the intelligence division, from what I heard.

During the civil war, Rean and his classmates decided to be a neutral third party—which they failed epically at, by the way, considering they only fought the nobles. But…the Chancellor through his subordinates, among them those of the intelligent division arrange to utilize them and ended up naming Rean, the national hero, the Ashen Chevalier for propaganda.

That's what I gathered from bits and pieces I hear from his classmates afterward. They were a bit cagey on the details of what exactly happened during the end after they storm the Imperial Palace. And that's just fine with me. Whatever secrets they're keeping can stay secret because I don't want to get involved.

On another note, I also recognize the girl behind him. Towa Herschel. She was a year ahead of Rean's class. She didn't exactly join them in battle except for that one time when they liberate Trista, so I thought she was just a guest party member side character.

Maybe by this time in the game she's a full-time party member. Good on her I guess, maybe she actually has a chance to win the harem protagonist bowl now. I don't really care who wins, but Towa's nice, so it might as well be her for all I care. Just leave me out of it.

"Attention! I will have silence!"

Instructor Michael silenced the chatter with a single sentence. Looks like he's giving the opening ceremony speech.

Geez, thanks, Instructor. Not only did you trick me with your extremely normal name into thinking I'm completely off the plot train, but you can't even be bothered to silence them earlier when I was gathering my thoughts.

"We will now begin the entrance ceremony for Thors Military Academy's branch campus!"

I surveyed the rest of the people gathered in front of us.

Let's see, aside from Rean, Towa, and Instructor Michael, we have Aurelia Le Guin the Golden Rakshasa. She was a general of noble alliance back during the civil war, but after their defeat, I heard she struck a deal with the government to help annex North Ambria in exchange for amnesty.

The old man in a lab coat is Professor Schmidt, who is one of the leading figures in Orbal Science, during the civil war he helped by providing the design for Rean's Divine Knight using the material from the shrine. I never talked to him though.

There's also a red-haired guy I don't recognize…who's nodding at the pink-haired girl. I guess they know each other or something.

"The opening speeches will be omitted! We will begin by announcing class assignments!"

No opening speeches? Fine by me. Not having to smile politely and nod as they drone on and on is good in my book. Just for that, I'll forgive you for trying to scam me with your normal name, Instructor Michael.

"First, Class VIII: Combat Tactics! Your instructor is Randolf Orlando!"

The red-haired guy takes out a clipboard, "Right. Step forward when I call your name."

So that's the name of the red-haired guy. Considering my background, this is probably my assigned class. Probably Kurt's too.

"Wayne, Sidney, Maya…"

They're not doing it alphabetically? Weird, well whatever, any moment now…

"…Ash, Freddy, Gustaf, and Leonora. You seven."

Seven of the students, including the punk-looking blonde, start walking toward Instructor Randolph.

Huh? Neither Kurt nor myself are assigned to combat tactics. That's…peculiar. Well, I don't know what the other classes specialize in. Maybe one of them is vanguard, or close combat unit, or something along those lines.

"Next, Class IX: Military Finance! Your instructor is Towa Herschel!"

Eh? Towa—sorry Instructor Towa. This is a military academy, better habituate the formalit—no hold on. Is she not Rean's party member tagging along for the branch campus story segment before moving on? Wait, unless…

As Instructor Randolph before her, she takes out a clipboard, "Umm…I'll call out names now…"

I…have a bad feeling about this.

I glance towards Rean. Is he…he's not…I mean…Nah. If he's an instructor he would teach at the main campus, right?

I break out in cold sweat. Considering Rean's personality, there's no way he'd take an instructor post just as a temporary job. If he's actually going to teach here, that means he will be here to stay, which also means that the main plot will heavily involve the branch campus.

"Sandy, Kairi, Tita…"

Please let me be in this class. If the protagonist has to make the branch campus his base of operation for the foreseeable future, at least let me be in a different class.

"Louise, Tatiana, Valerie…"

Come on…please…? I'm good at finance! Okay, that's a lie, but I'm not horrible at it either. I was a whiz with Microsoft Excel, I could make a table that auto-sort, without needing to manually click the sort function once you enter the data. That'll help with operating with the equivalent software here right?

I was grasping at straws. But maybe if I sell myself enough in my head, Aidios—or whoever is in charge—will hear my plea.

"Musse, Pablo, and Stark. There are nine of you in total."

Okay, calm down…there's…uh…still a couple of instructors left. There are more than three classes right?

Or so I thought. And then those assigned to Class IX start to step forward, making me realize that other than myself, the only ones left are Kurt, Altina, and that pink-haired girl.

Well, shit. There's no way they're going to make a class consisting of only two people. This means that the four of us will be…

"Teehee."

The green-haired girl that looks familiar interrupted my thoughts as she gave a small laugh before starting to walk toward the rest of Class IX.

Not. Funny.

Instinctively I glare at her, catching her eyes. And I finally recognize her. Her hair is shorter, but it's definitely her.

What?

Huh?!

What are you doing here, Mildine Juzelith de Cayenne?!

This green-haired girl with the long pretentious noble-sounding name used to attend St. Astraia with me. I found her annoying, so I never talk or interact with her that much, even when she started hanging out with the Princess.

But beyond that, she's the niece of Duke Cayenne, the previous head of the noble faction. And given that the civil war is one of the catalysts for the turbulent political situation right now. Chances are, she's probably involved in some fashion in the ongoing plot.

They're not going to just have the niece of the past arc's main villain sitting there only to make her not relevant.

She winks at me and makes a 'shushing' motion with her hand, before turning away from me and joining the rest of her class.

Come back here! What do you mean shush? I knew you were trouble, I demand an explanation damn it! Urghh…! Whatever!

I turn my attention back to the instructors and notice Rean looking in my general direction. No. DON'T YOU DARE! Leave. Me. Out. Of. Your. Harem bullshit!

Desperately, I glance at Instructor Michael. Come on, announce that you're our instructor. Or Professor Schmidt, we can be the Orbal Science class. Or heck, I'll even take Aurelia Le Guin, as crazy as I heard she is.

"Silence! We will now have word from our principal!"

I thought you said that the opening speech was omitted? Oh, why do I even care? Can't have shit in Thors Military Academy's branch campus apparently.

"I am Aurelia Le Guin…"

I decide to tune out her speech to consider my options.

Option one is just resigning from the Thors, or getting expelled somehow. My Father will be disappointed, but he wouldn't disown me or anything.

However, the moment I consider that. His disappointed face flashed through my mind. Just imagining it appalls me. He can be really strict and harsh, but he's my Father.

My mother in this life died when I was three. They never properly identified the disease, but from what I could gather, it's probably Chronic Kidney Disease. Back then, the medical technology of this world has not advanced far enough to properly diagnose it, let alone have hemodialysis or renal transplantation treatment.

Since I had only been living as Jessica for three years, I wasn't that attached to her just yet. It's sad sure, but it's more like if one of your friends from school died instead of your mother, cruel as it may sound.

However, Father didn't even let me see him grieve for more than a few days. He shifts his focus to caring for me. He's not the most affectionate father—which actually suits me fine, I prefer it that way, having been reincarnated—but there's no doubt in my mind that he's a good father. Definitely better than Kurt's father, that's for sure.

…damn my conscientious self. Yeah, I can't do it. Option one is a no-go. I sigh, it's a bit embarrassing to admit it. But I, as Jessica Schleiden am a daddy's girl.

I guess I'll try to look if a transfer to a different class is possible. There are other military academies, but Thors being as prestigious as it is, would give me a stigma should I just transfer out from it because 'reasons' it's not like I can tell anyone the real reason, I'd be put in a mental hospital.

"…this school is a trash bin."

I'm sorry what? I can't help but pay attention to the principal's speech after that outrageous statement. Principal, I get that you probably find being a mere headmaster in a new branch campus demeaning after being a general. But that's really unprofessional, shame on you.

"… Thors' main campus will be welcoming the crown prince this year, as such, it will go through heavy reform. This campus is a place they can toss aside those deemed too troublesome or those with problematic backgrounds."

Oh. That's what she meant. No wonder Father didn't say anything about me choosing to go here. Despite not being part of the noble alliance during the civil war, our family is close with Prince Olivert, who is a political rival of the chancellor.

I wouldn't be able to go to the main campus in the first place, Kurt too actually. They probably don't want anyone associated with Prince Olivert near his younger brother, Crown Prince Cedric. The Crown Prince had always been somewhat sympathetic to the chancellor's faction, and recently he drifted more towards that camp, so it makes sense that the reformist commoner faction wouldn't let this chance pass by.

However, the implication is…

I look toward Rea—Instructor Rean, I guess. It's all but confirmed by now. Anyway, I guess the Ashen Chevalier has outlived his usefulness under the government's employ. Poor guy, he helped annex an entire country in a war, and as a reward, the government threw him aside.

"Just like that. All of you, our instructors, and even myself are here because we have been tossed aside."

Well, that confirms it. Principal Le Guin is self-explanatory, she was a general of the loser faction in the civil war. As for the others…

Like myself, Instructor Towa is probably also here due to our association with Prince Olivert. Instructor Towa is not a noble, however, during the civil war Prince Olivert handed over his state-of-the-art airship to Thors Military Academy students, with Instructor Towa captaining the ship.

Crazy idea, but it worked out. I guess that cliché line of 'only a thin line separates genius from insanity' is true. So yeah, I can see why Instructor Towa's been tossed aside.

Professor Schmidt…eh, he's obstinate enough that I can see him being tossed aside just because.

I have no idea about Instructor Randolph and Michael though.

"…those who lack the resolve to better themselves—to reforge themselves in the fires of adversity—leave now. Or you run the risk of leaving later…in Aidios' arm."

Did she seriously just tell her students that they can die in her school? She's as crazy as they say.

And with that particular wording, I guess that really means that I can't transfer out. People will just say that I 'lack the resolve to better themselves—to reforge themselves in the fires of adversity'. Erebonians are proud people, after words like that, my transferring out will just be seen as the cowardly way out, especially considering my family's reputation.

Actually, forget my Father's and my family's reputation, such stigma will just make living in Erebonia hard, they can be really vicious at times, especially the nobles. It's not unheard of for people to commit suicide because of backlash from the nobility.

"Very well. In that case, I welcome each and every one of you to Thors Military Academy's branch campus! Arise, 'O youth, and become the foundation of the world. I greet you with these familiar words from Emperor's Dreichels!"

With that closing remark, the Principal ends her speech. Which, apparently also acts as a cue for Class VIII and Class IX to depart. Leaving the four of us leftover students—oh wait, one of the blonde-haired girls stayed behind, talking to the Professor regarding something that I really can't be bothered about right now.

"Well, I'm nice and overwhelmed now, but...", the pink-haired girl said sarcastically.

Welcome to the plot train pink-haired girl, rest assured, your orientation for anime harem bullshit will begin shortly…probably.

"Just where are we supposed to go?"

Obviously to get drunk and gamble in the entertainment city Raquel, Kurt. Where do you think we're going?

Instructor Rean turns to our Principal, "General—er, Principal. Can I get you to announce the final class?"

"…!"

"Huh?"

Come on guys, it's obvious at this point. What, did you take the oblivious and stupid pills this morning?

"Very well. We'll be picking up after the main campus' classes I through VI with our own classes VII through IX."

…which means, we're class VII. Of course. Instructor Rean's old class was number VII, so naturally, it follows that as an instructor he'd be assigned to Class VII.

"The four of you make up Class VII: Special Operations. Your instructor will be him. Rean Schwarzer."

Yep. Confirmed by Principal Le Guin. However, I might've accepted being in this school, but there's no way I'll just accept being in this class without a fight…er, figuratively, of course, the Principal would absolutely kill me otherwise.

"Principal Le Guin. Permission to ask a question."

"Granted, Schleiden. What is it?"

All right, here goes, "On what basis were we assigned to Class VII?"

The first step, understand the rule of the game. In this case, the criteria of selection. Afterward, I can start to formulate arguments about why I don't fit those criteria.

"That's right! Special Operations? No one told me I will be doing shady black ops stuff!"

The pink-haired girl exclaims beside me…thanks for the support, I guess.

"You won't be doing 'shady black ops stuff' as long as I'm the principal. Special Operations merely refer to a small elite task force for field operations."

The principal then turns to me, "Now, as for your question. You are placed here based on your aptitude test."

That's not nearly enough information

"May I ask the specific criteria to determine if a student is eligible for Special Operations?"

"Cadet! That's enough—"

The principal interrupts Instructor Michael by raising her hand.

"I don't mind, I'm interested in where she's going with this. I'll indulge you, Schleiden. There are various criteria used in the assessment. However, there are three main prerequisites for a student to be eligible for Special Operations."

She raises three fingers, "One, they have to possess high combat capability. Special Operations is after all an elite squad."

One of the fingers goes down, "Two, they need to be highly reactive to rapidly changing hostile environments. This is because there are many times when Special Operations have to storm critical locations with limited information."

She folds the next finger, "Three, they need to be able to make a snap judgment for risk-taking decisions. As Special Operations, many of your mission will be time-sensitive, so you need to be bold and aggressive."

She lowers the final one, and smirks challengingly at me, "And there you have it. Would that be all, Schleiden?"

I draw a deep breath. This is it.

"Will all due respect, principal. I will not deny the possibility that I would make the cut as far as combat capabilities go. However, as Class VIII: Combat Tactics exist, the crux of the matter would be on the other two criteria. After Her Highness, Princess Alfin Reise Arnor declared that she wishes for me to be her bodyguard when we were children, my training was focused more on that particular aspect, and that made me unsuitable for those last two criteria."

She raises one eyebrow, "Oh? Do explain."

"Yes ma'am. The basis of the second criterion is the capability to act under limited information to capture a target area. However, as a bodyguard, the reverse would hold since most of the time we will act on our home turf or place we were able to study as most likely we have the initiative over enemies by virtue of collaborating with our charge on where they should or shouldn't go. Furthermore, regarding the third criterion, naturally, as bodyguards, we mostly prepare for a defensive battle to secure our charge while waiting for reinforcement, which would, of course, run contrary to being bold and aggressive."

"Oh? Interesting. So would you say that the assessor had made an oversight?"

"Yes ma'am. I do not doubt the assessor's talent, however, in this regard, I believe that unfortunately, they have made a mistake."

There. Concise and clear. I've even made it reasonable by conceding the first criterion. Not to mention invoking the princess for credibility. This might work.

"I am that assessor."

Just like that, with a single word Aurelia Le Guin made silence permeates the entire field. This is probably what people meant when they say, 'the tension can be cut with a knife, as I swear that the temperature just dropped a couple of Celcius. I…might have made a grave mistake.

"So? Did I make a mistake, Schleiden?"

"I…uh…that is..."

I stammer as Aurelia Le Guin, one of the strongest people in the entire world, master of both prominent Erebonian swordsmanship styles looks at me straight in the eyes, looking positively murderous.

"Well? I'm waiting. What say you, hmm…?"

Principal Le Guin draws her gigantic sword and points it in my direction.

At this point, everyone left in the field is looking at us. Even Professor Schmidt and that blonde-haired girl stopped their conversation to look.

Instructor Michael looks torn between trying to defuse the situation or start reaching for his gun—probably in vain—to stop the Principal from murdering a student on the first day.

Both Altina and the pink-haired girl look ready to run at any moment. Can't blame them, just being in the vicinity of an angry Principal Le Guin probably shave a couple of years from your life.

Kurt is also glaring at me, I can practically hear him scream internally, 'What are you doing?! Do you have a death wish?'

As for Mr. Protagonist himself…

"Er…Principal Le Guin. I'm sure that she didn't mean anything—"

"Silence, Schwarzer. I am asking this girl."

Instructor Rean stops speaking, but I can see he starts to grip his sword just in case. Well, worse come to worst maybe his plot armor will activate and save me.

The Principal takes a step forward, "I shall ask once more. Jessica Schleiden, in your opinion, did I make a mistake?"

I'm in too deep, there's only one way out of this.

I look Principal Le Guin straight in the eyes and open my mouth, "Yes. It is my opinion that you have made a mistake…ma'am."

Dead silence. I'm pretty sure everyone thinks I have a death wish at this point. But my only recourse at this point is to continue onward. I already said that the assessor made a mistake. If I read her correctly, backtracking is not the answer she's looking for.

"Hoh? Even with the tip of my blade pointed at you, your insolence persists?"

"I already gave you my reasonings and concluded that the assessor made a mistake. It may very well be that you find my reasonings wanting. However, for me to back down now without even hearing a proper rebuttal from you, would go against your previous order to have the resolve to be reforged in the fires of adversity."

She tilts her head, "Interesting. So your justification rests on my words?"

I nod, "Yes, ma'am. You said earlier that 'those that don't have the resolve should leave or risk leaving in Aidios' arms'. I didn't leave, so naturally, it follows that I need to have the resolve to avoid leaving in Aidios' arms."

She lowers her sword and the tense atmosphere disappears, "Correct. It seems that you just reached the right answer by being bold and aggressive while working on a limited amount of information to use against me, which would most definitely trump hostile situations on the field. And since you've conceded that you have the necessary combat ability…Congratulations, you belong to Class VII: Special Operations."

Wh—That bitch! She tricked me!

Principal Le Guin smirks, "Besides, even without an aptitude test, you were always going to join Class VII. After all, you were part of the force that liberated the Karel Imperial Villa to free the Royal Family alongside Schwarzer during the civil war. Which part of that does not fit Special Operations? Isn't that right, Snow Princess?"

Ack! Damn it Alfin! I knew that moniker you spread around would be trouble. And why'd you make it snow princess?! It makes me sound like a magical girl.

You see, in this world, it's considered a great honor to receive a moniker. Once you receive a moniker, people would refer to you by your moniker as a sign of respect. Personally, I found it cringe, but it is what it is.

I didn't even do that much compared to the rest of the old Class VII during the Karel Imperial Villa battle. But, Alfin being the troll-iest princess to ever troll decided to spread it around because I don't like it. And since she's the princess, naturally it worked.

Well, time to bring it up, "To be honest, my contributions were negligible compared to the rest of the old Class VII. That moniker was a result of Princess Alfin's whims."

Principal Le Guin turns to Instructor Rean, "Well? What do you think, Schwarzer?"

"I think that would be a disservice to Jessica's skill. She performed very well, especially considering her age two years ago."

Instructor Rean smiles at me. Damn it! I know that you're just being a nice guy, and encouraging me because you probably think I have an inferiority complex or something, but I don't need that right now.

Principal Le Guin nods and starts to walk away, "Then it's settled."

"B-but…"

The Principal stops, "Do the orienteering exercise with Class VII, Schleiden. If you're still not satisfied after, come to my office and we'll talk."

Well, that was a dismissal if I ever heard one. I'd better not push my luck any farther, I don't want to die.

After I epically failed to convince the Principal to transfer, we were led to the Einhel Keep. This keep is supposed to be a training area for the branch campus, fully customizable through orbal technologies and containing various monsters.

In other words, probably the trademark grindy dungeon in JRPG. Hopefully, it's more Persona 5 Memento rather than Persona 3 Tartarus.

As I enter, the first thing I notice after the high ceiling is the various contraption around me that is beyond my level of orbal technology comprehension.

"A facility full of untested mechanisms certainly sounds like a playground for the professor."

Instructor Rean started, before turning toward Altina, "So how much do you already know?"

"Nothing too specific. The aboveground portion is a cube measuring 50 arge…"

I tune both of them out. Thanks for the info dump, both of you. But I'm not really in the mood for one.

The entire thing looks really sterile, no doubt this is the most technologically advanced building I've ever seen.

Rather, it looks like it belongs to a sci-fi setting more than the magitech setting of this world. With how fast technology develops here, I wonder if in the near future everything will look like this.

"Wait! Hold on! You two know each other?! Does everyone here besides me know each other already?"

The pink-haired girl—who I really want to know the name by now because just calling her pink-haired girl is getting annoying—interrupted my musing.

She points at me and then Instructor Rean, "The principal said something about you two knowing each other…"

She then looks at Kurt, then back at me, "And I saw you two were talking to each other before the opening ceremony."

"Not quite. Jessica and I are friends yes. However, this is my first time meeting the rest. Though as I understand it, they are already acquainted with each other through the civil war.", Kurt answers as he gestures to Instructor Rean's, Altina's, and my general direction

Instructor Rean nods, "Right. Maybe we should start with introductions while everything is being prepped. I'm—"

"Hmph. Why even bother introducing yourself? We all know that you're Rean Schwarzer, the Ashen Chevalier. The big hero who put an end to the Erebonian Civil War when he was just a student. Not to mention the occupation of Crossbell. I'm sure everyone in Erebonia knows who you are, probably in Crossbell too."

The pink-haired girl interrupts him, her voice dripping choke-full of sarcasm

Gee, pink-haired girl, with how much venom you put into it, I'm surprised you're not kneeling down from acute poisoning.

"In addition, you resolved incident after incident across the Empire as part of your schoolwork. Then during the Northern War last—"

"You REALLY need to learn to read the room, Kurt."

I stop Kurt from mentioning the North Ambria annexation and adding fuel to the fire.

"Huh? But I was simply telling her about the Instructor's background.", he said matter-of-factly gesturing to the pink-haired girl with his head.

Really? He didn't get the sarcasm from her?

"…Do you have the emotional intelligence of a rock or something?"

Kurt looks even more confused, "What are you talking abo—"

"No wait hold up. What was that about the Northern War? Did he help annex North Ambria? He did, didn't he?"

The pink-haired girl glared at Instructor Rean.

"Yes, alongside Brigadier General Bardias and General Le Guin."

If I don't know better, I swear Kurt is doing this on purpose

"You mean our principal?!", The glare intensifies

I look at Instructor Rean, he looks like a kicked puppy. I guess he really feels guilty about North Ambria…ugh, fine I'll throw him a bone.

"Umm…maybe you should calm down a bit. Yes, we occupied North Ambria last October, and Instructor was involved. However, it's not a one-sided conflict. There's more to the situation than the Empire occupying North Ambria just because."

She glares at me. Just great, maybe I shouldn't have said anything.

"Oh. There's a reason all right. Because you guys are just greedy and can't help yourself. Occupying Crossbell, the center of the world economy is not enough! You guys just had to occupy a poor country where people are struggling just to live day-by-day!"

Okay, now she's being ridiculous. Criticizing the occupation is one thing, but portraying North Ambria as a mere victim is just a categorically false claim.

"Yes. A poor country ruled by mercenaries that committed war crimes on our soil. And you do know, that if you're bringing up North Ambria's financial issue, it's derelict of you to conveniently forget the fact that their economy is improving under the Empire."

"Oh, so you think it's okay because you bribe the people there?!"

"Injecting money into the economy as a fiscal policy is not briber—"

"Okay. That's enough."

Instructor Rean finally decides to contribute to the discussion. He'd better be grateful, I took a decent chunk of the fire off him just now.

He turns toward the pink-haired girl, "I understand that you have your problems with Erebonia. And that's completely understandable. However, now is not the time for it."

Instructor Rean then coughs—or pretends to cough to make it less awkward, "Right. So…once again, let's start with an introduction. As you know, I'm Rean Schwarzer. I graduated from Thors Military Academy Main Campus..."

And you're teaching here instead of there because…? Right, because political inconvenience stupid question, doesn't mean I'm still not salty about it though. Anyway, it doesn't matter now, does it?

"…I'll be overseeing martial arts and Panzer Soldat training outside of the classroom. Inside the classroom, I'll be teaching history. That is of course, in addition to being the homeroom teacher for Class VII: Special Operations."

My eyes twitch. Yes. Definitely still salty

"…"

And…the pink-haired girl is still glaring at me. Okay, she's starting to genuinely annoy me now. Nothing I said was wrong, and it's not my fault that the Blood and Iron Chancellor decided to use the war crimes committed by North Ambria's de facto government as casus belli.

Kurt turns to Instructor Rean, "I'll go next…"

Color me surprised. Did Kurt actually manage to read the room for once and try to help break the ice?

"My name is Kurt Vander. I'm from the capital. I've heard more than just the common stories about you."

Instructor Rean nods, "Right. Jessica and Princess Alfin mentioned you a couple of times."

Kurt turns toward me, "Is that so? Knowing her it's probably full of scathing remarks."

Only true ones, Kurt. Only true ones.

"Haha. Don't worry, it's all good things.", says Instructor Rean.

Kurt throws me a skeptical look.

I shrug. What? I'm not going to talk behind his back and destroy his reputation. Princess Alfin though…

He turns back to Instructor Rean, "Jessica mentioned that you've met my brother, Mueller, and Uncle Zech. Before you ask, yes I realize I look nothing like them. Right up to my hair."

Well, he ended that particular line of questioning fast. I guess his different appearance is still a touchy subject for him.

Kurt was born after his father remarried, and he takes after his mother more than his father, or the rest of the Vanders. Not just in looks but in physique too, making him unsuited for the Vanders signature great sword style and had to go with the lesser-known dual sword style instead.

Before I was reborn as Jessica, I wouldn't really understand his frustrations. But now, as a fellow martial noble, I could empathize. Your family's signature techniques carry a great weight of history and pride. Not having access to it well…it just makes you feel this sort of awkwardness and pressure. In Kurt's case, coupled with his different look for a Vander it probably makes him feel to not belong in his family at times.

As I was thinking, I notice Instructor Rean is looking at me. I guess it's my turn.

I look at the pink-haired girl—since she's the only one that is not acquainted with me—and send a small smile her way, "My Name is Jessica Schleiden…though considering the altercation with the principal earlier, you probably already know that."

"Gee, you think?"

Okay, I'm trying to mend things here, I don't appreciate the sarcasm, pink-haired girl.

"Right. My hometown is the town of Valdrand, it's northeast of Leeves, located at the edge of the forest surrounding Heimdallr. As you might've surmised from the previous fiasco, I would rather be placed in the other classes, if I were to be honest."

I turn towards Instructor Rean, "Uh…no offense Instructor."

He nods, "That's fine. Like Principal Le Guin said earlier. Let's get through the orienteering exercise first okay? If you still want to transfer after, I'll accompany you to talk to the principal."

"Thank you, Instructor. For as long as I am in Class VII, I'll try to do my best."

That's a relief. I guess at times like this, I'm glad he's a nice guy protagonist, cliché as it may be.

"Same here, as long as you're in my class. I'll do my best to guide you as your homeroom teacher as well."

Said nice guy protagonist then turns to the pink-haired girl. Ah, finally I no longer have to call her pink-haired girl. "You're up next."

"Ngh…Fine. Oh, brother…I'm Juna Crawford. I transferred here from the Crossbell Police Academy."

Oh. A Crossbellan, that'd explain why she's being so salty. Her arguments are still stupid though.

She glares at me, again. What now?

"And…I don't want to agree with the prissy princess over there, but I'd also rather not be here…"

Wow, now you're just attacking me personally.

"…But if that's how it's gotta be, I'll just have to make the most of it."

By being annoying, apparently.

"Ah. Crossbell. I had my suspicions."

Join the club, Instructor.

"So when you say 'police academy', you're talking about the Military Police Academy right?"

Really Instructor? We're the ones that change that name, you know that. I guess Kurt is not the only one bad at this sort of thing. No wonder my prime suspect was Kurt for the protagonist before meeting him. They're kinda similar.

"There's no military slapped on the name before the annexation! You guys are the ones that change it!"

And here she goes…

"Are you saying I can only call it by the 'official' name the great and powerful Erebonia has blessed it with?"

You know what? This girl trying to portray us as the sole evil in this scenario is starting to grate on my nerve. And this day has gone poorly for me so far. So screw it.

"Oh, I don't know. If we can afford to spend billions of our national budget to repair the massive fortress Crossbell attacked and destroyed without provocation, I'm sure you can afford to deal with a name change."

"Wh—unprovoked? Listen here, you!"

"All right stop. Didn't I say now is not the time?" Instructor Rean said strictly before looking at me.

"And Jessica, stop antagonizing Juna on purpose."

"She started it.", I answered childishly

Instructor Rean gives me a look like he just remember something and felt a headache coming.

"Just. Stop. Okay? Altina, you're the last one."

"Altina Orion. Formerly part of the Imperial Army's Intelligence Division."

Did she blurt it out just like that? That's classified, right?

"My affiliation with them ended with my enrollment here…on paper. Please, think nothing of it."

"Should you…even be saying that?" I asked hesitantly. I'm already deep in the plot now damn it, I don't need the government looking for me because you blurt out classified information.

"Slip of the tongue. Oops." She said sarcastically and dryly.

Someone should fire this sassy child.

"T-thank you for waiting. Preparations are now complete for the level 0 Einhel Trial. If you haven't already, please set your ARCUS II now."

An unfamiliar voice speaks from the intercom. Unless the Professor suddenly develops an urge to roleplay as a young girl and create a voice changer, that has to be the blonde girl from earlier that he was talking to.

"Understood! Just give us a moment."

Instructor Rean shouted, before taking out his ARCUS II and turning to us, "Each of you was given one of these, right? These are battle orbments, normal battle orbments are—"

I interrupt him, "Instructor, I think we all know what battle orbments are. Considering Professor Schmidt is conducting the test, maybe you can just cover the new functionality of ARCUS II for brevity?"

Because the Professor is very irritable, and irritated Professor Schmidt is trouble.

Instructor Rean sighs, "You're…probably right, I don't want to know what he'd made us do if we made him wait on our account."

Juna and Kurt seem confused after hearing our conversation. Don't worry, the two of you will get why you don't want to annoy the Professor soon enough.

"Right. ARCUS II is the newest model, they have several new functionalities.", Instructor Rean continues while flipping his ARCUS II open.

"It's different from the ENIGMA model they have in Crossbell."

"To be precise, they are the product of collaboration between the Reinford Company and the Epstein Foundation."

I decide to add to Altina's explanation, "Since the Epstein Foundation collaborated with Reinford to develop ARCUS, the ARCUS combat orbment lines are the ENIGMA successor in practice."

Juna's eyes twitch the moment I speak, "Oh sure. Lord the fact that you Erebonians have better stuff than the rest of us."

Can't this girl just calm down for one minute?!

"No. I was simply providing context, besides—"

Before I can finish my reply, Professor Schmidt's voice comes from the intercom, "How long do you intend to keep me waiting? You there, Schleiden girl, cease speaking! Your inane arguments with the principal have already cost me precious research time."

Right. Shutting up now before he decides to separate me from the rest of the group and put me on the hardest difficulty setting out of spite.

"All right, the four of you each take one of these master quartz and set it on the center of your ARCUS."

Probably having the same thought as myself, Instructor Rean quickly takes out four marbles with different colors and symbols and hands them to us.

I set the silver master quartz in the center of my ARCUS II. I barely just started to feel synching with the ARCUS before the intercom comes to life again.

"Finally done? Then we will promptly start the trial. Level 0 begins on floor B1. The trial will be considered completed once you return to ground level."

The girl's voice interrupts him, "Professor, isn't that the red lev— Sir, you shouldn't use that!"

Wait, what. What red lever? What is he doing?

"Be quiet apprentice candidate. They have wasted quite a fair amount of time. The least they can do is to allow me to gather more meaningful data through increasing the stimulation of the mediating variables."

"B—but…"

"It's time we saw what Class VII: Special Operations is made of. I'm curious to see if you can survive with a passing score!"

Did he just say survive?

"Hey! Watch the floor!"

"Huh?"

"Wha?"

Before I can even comprehend what Instructor Rean meant, the floor below us opened up. It's a trap door.

I try to grab onto the ledge, but I'm not fast enough and have no other choice but to brace myself for the fall.

"Right yourself, and brace for the landing!"

The last thing I notice from the corner of my vision is Instructor Rean managing to balance himself on the now slanted floor that forms the trap door, while Altina is summoning the robot she uses for combat to fly.

I look toward the ground…that doesn't seem to be that far down, but probably can still cause some injury if I'm not careful.

I decide to balance myself and prepare to roll in order to disperse the impact force.

As soon as I hit the ground and start to roll, I notice that the floor is padded. Well, at least they have enough sense to pad the floor.

As soon as I stand up, and turn the other way, I'm greeted with the most anime sight that I have seen ever since my reincarnation.

Yes in front of me is the scene. THAT scene. The quintessential scene of every harem and romcom anime.

Kurt is laying down on the floor with his head covered by Juna's chest, who is laying on top of him.

And at that point, I understand everything. Instructor Rean isn't the protagonist, not anymore at least, his plot probably did end after the civil war…That's why he's here as a teacher now, It's the old guard teaching next-generation trope.

Therefore, the current protagonist is…

Kurt Vander! It can only be you!

I knew that he looks too much like a light novel protagonist for a reason.

"…Well, then."

"The floors appear to be padded, so bruising should not be an issue. How strangely like to obscene position you often find yourself in, Instructor Rean."

It seems that Instructor Rean and Altina have joined us. But wait, what was that Altina just said?

I turn towards them "Uh…this has happened before?"

Altina nods, "Yes. According to my database, during his own orienteering exercise Instructor Rean—"

Instructor Rean cuts her off in a panic, "Wait, how do you even know that?! Hold on, no. Jessica doesn't need to know that!"

Altina turns toward me, "Apologies Jessica. But the Instructor has forbidden me to speak of it further. As he is currently in charge, I'm afraid that I am unable to provide further information."

"Uh-huh."

"That's not an ord—actually, on second thought, I appreciate it if you don't tell that to any of the other students. I'd like my reputation intact."

Huh. Well, That's all right. I only need confirmation that it happened before. Because it reinforces that Kurt is the protagonist now. And that previous scene was a callback.

I turn back to Kurt and Juna, who by now have stood up and just looks at each other awkwardly. Well, Kurt is looking at her awkwardly, while Juna looks ready to murder him.

"I assure you. I didn't intend for this to happen. Then again, I suppose the intent is irrelevant. I won't make any further excuses, you may hit me if it'll make you feel better."

"Ha…Haha…How VERY admirable of you. You being so calm about it just pisses me off even more."

Bad move, Mr. New Protagonist. Considering how it usually goes after that scene, and Juna's general demeanor…she's probably a tsundere.

In that case, her next word would be 'I'll take you up on that' and slaps Kurt in the face.

"…so I think I'll take you up on that!"

A slap resounds through the keep.

Classic. Right, so we have a pink-haired tsundere.

Wait, she's from Crossbell, so would that count as a transfer student? And she just got through that iconic scene…

Tsundere, pink hair, transfer student, boobs-in-face scene. I do believe, that we just find the main heroine.

I look at Kurt, who seems to be flabbergasted that Juna actually slaps him for real with some real force. Welp, good luck dealing with a tsundere main heroine.

But then it struck me.

In a harem scenario, usually, there are two main heroines. The ones that actually have some semblance of a real chance to win the protagonist bowl. The two main heroines sometimes but not always bicker with each other a lot and have some sort of rivalry.

I just bickered with Juna. Juna is the main heroine

Childhood friend, blue hair, possible rivalry with the main heroine.

Jessica was supposed to be the secondary heroine that is designated to lose, isn't she?

Well, shit.

I'm not on the plot train, I'm standing in the epicenter of the plot nuclear blast.

A.N. : The end. At least for now, but if I continue this, do you guys think that it'd be best to just continue from this point. Or treat this as a prologue fast forward in media res (because it's cold steel, so naturally we're going to have a flash forward prologue) and go back to tell the story from the start?

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A.N. Right. So I decided to continue this, and it's going to cover CS3 and CS4. As some of you have mention, it is a large stretch of plot, so I can't in good conscience promises that I'll finish, but I'll do my best.

After the signature tsundere slap™ of asserting main heroine status, Instructor Rean had us bring out our weapons so we can familiarize ourselves with each other's weapons. Currently, Kurt is explaining his dual-sword Vander style.

Speaking of Kurt…

The more I think about it, the more it makes sense that he is the protagonist of the sequel, and Jessica was supposed to be in his harem instead of Instructor Rean's. I always thought that if Jessica were intended to be Instructor Rean's harem member, it would be sort of redundant.

See, in the old Class VII, there is this girl named Laura S. Arseid, and if seen from a character bloat perspective, having her and myself in the same harem would be catering to the same character archetype in these isekai / fantasy harems, the princess-knight aka kishi-hime archetype

I always thought that maybe originally Jessica was supposed to have a more 'shrinking violet' personality to fit with the kouhai archetype to contrast with Laura who is more confident. But even then, our backgrounds and looks are way too similar.

Our hair colors are about the same shade of blue for one, and we both came from a martial noble family. Both of our families ruled over a small town and had been given the rank of Viscount as recognition of our martial arts and military services. The Arseids are more prestigious and famous than the Schleidens, but the similarity still holds.

It makes more sense if we consider that this is the sequel, and Jessica was supposed to be Laura's expy—a callback to a character from the prequel. If my observations were right, Laura was the secondary heroine in Instructor's Rean harem and the main heroine was a blonde tsundere named Alisa Reinford, heiress to the Reinford company.

I look at Juna, which unfortunately notices and starts scowling at me.

Yes. The pieces fit. Kurt is somewhat similar to Instructor Rean, while Juna and myself are supposed to be expies of Alisa and Laura respectively.

"…Jessica, it's your turn."

Oh. Looks like Kurt is done.

I bring out my spear.

"Another archaic weapon? Does everyone in Erebonia still lives in pre-Orbal Revolution or something?"

I ignore Juna. Propagating this rivalry between us will just cement me into the secondary heroine role further.

"My weapon is a spear. It doesn't hold any special properties of note, but it is of adequately high in quality. I fight primarily in close-range combat utilizing the Schleiden spearmanship techniques, which focus on debilitating enemies and then delivering fatal blows. Aside from that, incorporating the battle orbment, I have some affinity with some supportive arts. Although, I suppose that would be a moot point currently since I only own quartzes for the first ARCUS, and they are not compatible with ARCUS II."

In other words, assuming that I have the same spec as the original Jessica, in-game she is probably a debuffer/status inflicter with a focus on critical attacks. Basically, a utility with some decent damage potential depending on how the player builds them.

Instructor Rean nods, "As I understand it, once the school year starts, you should be able to fill a requisition to the school for ARCUS II quartzes through your homeroom teacher—which I suppose would be me. As for now though, we have to make do with only master quartzes I'm afraid."

Well, I'm requisitioning some utility and support quartz as soon as possible. Those are quite helpful, typically in RPGs I play mage or wizard, so I had hoped to be some sort of magic caster when I was first reincarnated. Unfortunately, Jessica doesn't have enough affinity with Arts to actually deal decent damage, so I'm stuck casting buffs and debuffs most of the time.

But for the time being, I suppose as he said, I'm stuck with only master quartz.

I turn to Instructor Rean, "Understood, Instructor. Would you happen to know what the master quartz you gave me does? I didn't manage to look at it in detail before the professor activated the trap door."

Instructor Rean shook his head, "No, actually. I just arrived here today, so unfortunately they didn't brief me much. But this is a good opportunity for all of us to find out."

He flips his ARCUS II, "Everyone, please look at your ARCUS II screen, you should be able to find the 'Orbment' and navigate to master quartz from there."

I flip my ARCUS II open. It's neat that this one can store digital information and display them on a screen. The previous one didn't have those features, so we're stuck with opening manuals if we want to know what a set quartz would do."

On the screen, my master quartz information is displayed. It's called Brynhildr, manufactured by the Reinford Company, with the element of mirage.

Huh. Brynhildr, well…there were some Norse mythology names already in this setting like Thors and Heimdalr, so I guess shouldn't be surprised.

As for the elements…in this world magic is divided into seven elements. Four basic elements of earth, water, fire, and wind as well as three higher elements of time, space, and mirage. Monsters have vulnerabilities and immunities to certain elements from the four basic ones, while the higher elements would always be neutral to monsters.

Usually anyway, apparently back during the civil war there are areas of abnormalities where those rules don't apply, but I never joined their excursion to those areas.

Back then, the master quartz I used is 'Murakumo' which belongs to the time element. It helps me in aiming at fatal or vulnerable target areas and striking those areas harder. I wonder if this one is similar.

After skimming through the information on the screen…It pretty much is about the same. Aiming assistance at vulnerable or fatal target areas, but its ability to amplify my strikes to those areas is contingent on whether the enemies are already suffering from afflictions of any form.

Currently, it's weaker than Murakumo, but it appears that as it got more attuned through battles, eventually its damage potential is better.

As for arts contained…There are two at the moment. Analyze and Saintly Force. Well, at least they're keeping the name of the arts between the ARCUS version so I don't have to relearn them. So arts to gather information from the enemy and what is essentially a buff. Not bad

"All right. Has everyone taken a look at their master quartz?"

I nod, as the others also give Instructor Rean their confirmation.

Instructor Rean nods, "Good. Remember that master quartz confers strong special effects on you, so it's essential to pick one that suits your fighting style. If you find out about other master quartz that you think would fit your fighting style better, please tell me so I can see if it can be requisitioned."

He then turns to Juna, "Let's continue. Juna, what about you?"

She takes out a pink, mechanical dual side-batons that she holds in both hands. I honestly have no idea what that is, and from their comments neither do the rest of us.

Juna looks smug, probably feeling good that the backward erebonians don't recognize it.

"These are gunbreakers—special tonfa with guns installed. Developed by the one and only CGF. They can switch between melee and midrange firing."

So basically, they're gunfas. Okay.

"Intriguing weapons."

"The Crossbell Guardian Force, right?"

Huh. Judging from the contemplative looks on Altina and Instructor Rean's faces there's more to this. Well…whatever not my business. Still planning to transfer out from this main cast class so nope.

Instructor Rean gives Juna a nod, "Good to know. We'll see how well they work in action today. You do seem to know your way around them."

"O-of course I do! I trained with them at the police academy."

Juna then throws me and Kurt—though primarily Kurt a smug look, "And they'll be way more useful than a couple of weapons as old as the Great Collapse."

Ah, you see, but we Erebonians found these old weapons useful, which is why they're now probably teaching how to use them at Crossbell Military Police Academy…is what I'd like to say, but I already decided not to play into this heroine rivalry trope, so I hold my tongue.

Kurt has no such reservation though and just gives her a bored unimpressed look.

To which Juna responds by turning her head away and going, "H-hmph."

Ah, tsundere. Can't wait until she goes 'i-it's not like because I like you or anything. B-baka!'

"We'll see where everyone stands once we've engaged in actual combat.", Instructor Rean said almost resignedly.

Get used to it instructor. This is just standard tsundere and her love interest routine. Though…you're probably familiar with this by now.

Instructor Rean turns to Altina, "You're up next, Altina."

"Understood."

Juna interrupts her, "Hold up. There's something I've been wondering for a while now. I know you guys said something about her being involved in the civil war earlier, but still…Who lets a kid enroll at a military academy?"

Someone who knows she's part of the intelligence division…and that her robot packs quite the punch. Trust me, I know from first-hand experience, especially after she kidnapped me and the princess during the civil war.

"She claimed to be with the intelligence division, but surely she won't be joining us in battle?"

Kurt seems worried, that's nice of him but there's really no need. Wait hold on, in this scenario is Altina the designated little sister character? …Oh come on. I know that the white-haired little sister type is a staple, like Illya from Fate or Koneko from DxD, and there's a girl named Fie Clausell on the old Class VII. But surely not?

"There is no need for concern. My physical age is approximately 14 years old. I am no small child."

Kurt, if you're going for her route I'll lose all respect for you. Don't you dare.

"Ph-physical age? No, you're definitely small."

Altina ignores Juna and continues, "I also have my weapon—the basis for my admittance into the intelligence division."

She puts her right hand up, and the black robot appears behind her.

"Wh-what the hell?!"

"This explains that black shadow I saw earlier."

Yeah, I suppose it's surprising for Kurt and Juna who are seeing it for the first time. Like the Einhel Keep, with its sleek design, shaped like a sword or maybe an inverted exclamation mark, with balls as joints connecting its head and two arms, the black robot looks like it belongs to the Sci-fi genre instead of the magitech this world is supposed to be.

"Claiomh Solais—a combat shell. The latest version of a line of special weaponry. Further details are classified. Suffice to say, it will contribute to our overall fighting strength."

Right. That was the name. I want to say that it's…from Irish myth or something? I'm not sure, but pretty sure I read the name in fantasy novels, and the Fate franchise I think.

"Umm…are things like that normal in the empire?"

"Certainly. It's the usual Tuesday.", I reply sarcastically.

Ah, damn it, that was on reflex because Juna had been irritating me from the start. Here she goes.

Juna starts to glare daggers at me.

She's currently more agitated at Kurt because of the boobs-in-face incident, so I really should take this chance to try burying the hatchet.

"Sorry. What I meant was that no, this is not standard-issue equipment. Aside from Altina, I've only ever seen one other person using it."

Juna seems caught off guard by my apology, she then turns her head away from me.

"Who asks you?! Hmph!"

I was trying to be nice!

…Okay. Calm down. That's just the typical tsundere reaction. Whatever.

Instructor Rean tries to play peacemaker, "I'm…sure you have question Juna, and you too Kurt. But let's save them at another time all right? By the way, this is my weapon."

He draws his sword.

"Of course. The tachi is used by students of the Eight Leaves One Blade school."

Kurt recognized it. Well, it's no wonder.

The Eight Leaves One Blade school…is a swordsmanship style founded by the Sword Hermit, Yun Ka-fai by drawing from various eastern sword styles, those that master the style are referred to as Divine Blade and are said to understand the nature of all things. It's relatively new, but it has gained a reputation among martial arts practitioners due to the skill of its founder as well as many of its students, especially the Divine Blades.

In other words…cool anime sword style if I ever heard one. Which fits Instructor Rean since he is—or was at this point—the protagonist.

"…Er! I mean, just like the sword Arios used."

I think Juna was saying something before mentioning Arios, didn't quite catch that though. Oh well.

Instructor Rean smiles at her, "Right, it's not an imperial-style sword, it came from the east. Haha. I guess the Divine Blade of Wind is pretty famous in Crossbell, huh?"

Right. Arios, the Divine Blade of Wind. He used to operate in Crossbell, but currently, there's an arrest warrant from the Erebonian Government because he colluded with terrorists. That's the official reason anyway, who knows what the real reason is.

Juna scowls, "A lot's happened, but he still has plenty of fans. Even when a certain empire has made him a wanted man."

"Yeah…I suppose so.", Instructor Rean added awkwardly

Oof. Tough luck Instructor, I guess your harem protagonist charm doesn't work on Kurt's harem.

Instructor Rean turns to the door which presumably would lead to the rest of the area, "That covers everyone, then. Let's be on our way. We're currently on floor B1. If we make it back up to ground level, this little trial will be over. I'll give you some tips along the way on combat, how to use arts, and your ARCUS units. Follow me, and proceed carefully and deliberately."

I guess he decided there's just no winning that fight, yeah I have the same thought. Let's just let Kurt deal with his tsundere love interest.

The first few monsters we encountered were relatively easy to deal with, especially with Instructor Rean coordinating our attacks. He has not fought any of the monsters himself, but I can see that he's ready to step in anytime he thinks we need it.

He also has taken off his glasses, so they are fake.

"Ugh! These things are so gross!"

Juna complained from somewhere behind me as she shoots at one of the monsters with her gunfa—sorry, gunbreakers—, killing it.

Well, considering we're currently facing some sort of mollusk with tentacles I'm inclined to agree with her. According to my analyze art, they are called Juicy Organ…who names these things?

The one juicy organ left decides to go after me and strike with its tentacles.

I sidestep to the right to dodge it and thrust my spear into its left side, making it recoil. I have no intention of allowing a juicy organ turns this into some weird tentacle hentai.

I jump a few steps backward, it's near-death but not enough for a decisive strike. I'll wait for its next attack to provide an opening and then strike another blow

"I'll finish it!"

Kurt charges from my left at the juicy organ at full speed. Wait, no! He's leaving himself open for a counterattack!

"Kurt, wait! It's not down yet!", I yelled at him

The juicy organ lashes at him with its tentacles. Kurt looks surprised but composes himself quickly and ready himself to roll sideways to dodge.

Before he could do so, however, a hail of bullets from behind us hit the juicy organ stopping its attack and making it recoil, allowing Kurt to run his swords through it and kill the monster.

"Haha, well? How's that?!"

It's Juna, and she sends us an extremely smug smile. Probably because she just bailed Kurt out of that situation.

"Their suppressive fire capabilities are impressive."

Altina remarked after performing her little…dance? Twirl? Whatever you call the motion she makes every time she dematerializes Claiomh Solais.

"But the trade-off is that the gun functions lack the same power the batons have. I suppose it's all about how you use them. They're very versatile weapons."

On Earth, Instructor Rean's assessment of what was pretty much a semi-automatic gun being less deadly than a baton would be absurd. But this is an anime world so…

Juna looks at Kurt and me expectantly. Well, might as well take this chance to stop the rivalry.

"I concur. From a flexibility and utility standpoint, the gunbreakers are quite exquisite."

She gives me an unimpressed look, "Geez. Concur? Exquisite? You really are a princess."

"…My apologies, this is simply how I speak normally."

Listen, lady, that's just how I was brought up and taught to use this world's language. If you understand English then I can speak more casually, but alas.

"Oh…is that so? Well, are you hurt, princess? You didn't break your nails or anything did you?", Juna replied to me mockingly

…Ok. I know I said that I want to avoid the rivalry. But there's a limit, belittling my combat ability is that limit. I didn't go through the harsh training just to be belittled. Talk to me again once your childhood friend's father leaves you in a forest overnight for survival training when you were nine.

"Why, thank you for the concern. However, as I'm sure you notice from some of your instructors in Crossbell Military Police Academy…we erebonians are quite resilient.", I smiled at her, making sure to emphasize the word 'Military', as it was added by the Erebonian Government.

If looks could kill, I'd be dead.

"Okay…that's enough. Uh…What do you think of the gunbreakers, Kurt?"

Instructor Rean tried to change the subject, but knowing Kurt, the Instructor had just steered it in the wrong direction.

"Well…It is more impressive than I'd imagined."

Juna turns to Kurt, "Hah! So you admit it."

Oh Juna, you sweet tsundere summer child. You still have a lot to learn about your designated love interest.

"I was speaking strictly about the weapons. Their wielder is a separate matter entirely."

Yep. About what I was expecting from Kurt, he's not saying it just because he's mad at Juna either, he genuinely thinks that.

Juna's eyes narrow, "Tell me, does one of your fancy sword moves involve pulling your head out of your ass?"

Oh, that was good. Sick burn. Downside the tsundere is kinda annoying, upside her banters with Kurt are really entertaining, definitely grade-A popcorn material.

"Um…now, now you two..."

Instructor Rean looks like he needed a hard drink. Sorry Instructor, but as a teacher in an anime school, this is probably just par for the course.

He coughs, "In any case. Good work, everyone. Although… Kurt, you misjudged the timing when you try to assist Jessica earlier."

"Yes, Instructor. I was too hasty, my apologies. As I lack the practical experience to adequately judge whether the monster was still able to fight, I should have waited for a cue from Jessica who was engaging it in combat."

Instructor Rean looks pleased that Kurt owned up to his mistake, "That's right. It's good that not only do you realize that but also have come up with a solution for next time. Did you perhaps try to follow up on her attack out of habit?"

Kurt nods, "Yes, that's exactly it. We occasionally teamed up against our fathers during training, so I just responded on reflex. Although, gauging a monster is far harder than humans."

"That's fine, you'll learn through experience. But, the reason I brought it up was that this is a good time to tell you about the primary feature of ARCUS."

Ah…so that's what Instructor Rean is driving at, "Are we going to start using the link system, Instructor? I was wondering why we're not using it."

He nods, "That's right, Jessica. I was hoping to ease you guys in for a bit, but I think it's about time to use the link system."

The link system. Is the main feature of the ARCUS that distinguishes it from previous battle orbments. It creates a sort of emphatic link through orbal resonance between two people. Well, they could form links between more than two people, but it's unsustainable and you can only use it for an occasional short burst of coordinated team attack.

That's why its primary function is to allow two people to coordinate their movements seamlessly. For example, earlier Kurt rushes in because he thought that the enemy was at death's door. With the Combat link, my observation that it's not yet down would be relayed through the link and he would instinctively know that it's not yet the time to went for the kill.

And yes, depending on the relationship between the people involved, the link becomes stronger allowing for better coordination and more seamless information flow. In short, a link is truly a weaponized power of friendship.

The fact that Erebonia actually weaponized friendship is a bit disturbing if you think about it. It sounds like something a villain from a dystopian future in a novel would do. Then again with a name like Erebonia, I suppose it's to be expected. Erebus or Erebos is the Greek deity that is the personification of darkness.

"…and that covers what links are."

I mostly tune out Instructor Rean's explanation, it functions almost the same as the first ARCUS, though apparently, ARCUS II can use links to a greater magnitude depending on the relationship between the users.

Huh. A guy from a certain game developer company would probably sell it as 'ARCUS II, now with 16x the friendship power'…or something like that. Damn it, I wish I got to play the sixth game before I died.

"Understood. How should we divide the link setup considering we have five people?"

Good point, Altina. Well, considering Juna is the main heroine and Kurt is the protagonist, it's only fitting that they should be paired together.

"There's really only one possible combination at this stage. For one, I'm not going to link with anyone since I quite like the formation we have right now with you guys doing the fighting and me standing by for backup. It'll be good training for the four of you."

Instructor Rean then narrows his eyes at Juna, Kurt, and me.

"…And considering the…'altercations' between the three of you, the only possible combination is Juna with Altina and Kurt with Jessica."

Or not. It makes sense. I did hear from the old class VII that if the people forming links had problems with each other, not only would it be weaker but it could also break in the middle of a battle, ruining the formation and endangering everyone.

Ah well, Juna will switch to the kind mode aka dere mode part of tsundere soon enough so she can form links with Kurt. Hopefully

With links, the next few encounters were a breeze. Ah truly, the weaponized power of friendship prevails again.

Though, seriously. ARCUS is a really powerful tool. It's easy to chalk it up to the 'power of friendship' trope, but the ability to seamlessly coordinate in unison is nothing to scoff at. There is a reason why well-coordinated formations have been an integral part of the military for a long time, like the famous phalanx formation for example, or why the army places a huge emphasis on stripping individuality and acting as one unit.

ARCUS manages to assist in achieving well-coordinated formations to a mythical level and amplifying the existing chemistry and unity that's already there. Not to mention, through ARCUS you can always feel your partner and thus have this sense of safety because you know they have your back, in an army that'd probably improve morale.

So…yes, the concept of using bonds between people to make them strong may sound corny, but it works. I suppose there is a reason why Reinford is one of the largest orbal technology companies.

Case in point, this huge monster crab thing we're currently fighting, or a fate spinner as my analyze art informed, is supposed to be a decently strong monster, but with links, it barely scratched us.

Suddenly, I feel a tug from the link informing me of the fact that the fate spinner is about the leap at me. Prompted by the link, I dash to the right just as the fate spinner pounces past me.

See? Another win for the weaponized power of friendship.

The fate spinner growls, seemingly frustrated that it can't get a clean hit in. It bends its knee and pounces again, this time towards Kurt.

"Brionac, fire."

A red laser coming from Claiomh Solais hit the monster straight in the head, interrupting the course of his jump and forcing it to fall to the ground.

"All right! Nice one Altina!"

Juna is already waiting down below and strikes the fate spinner with her gunbreakers the moment it landed.

Kurt comes from its right, swinging his swords in rapid motion, "There!"

Once more prompted by the Combat link, before he finishes his swing I am already there and thrust my spear, piercing the chitinous hide of the fade spinner. Just one more hit.

…And Kurt finishes it with a stab to the head.

I withdraw my spear from inside the fate spinner. Ugh…not looking forward to cleaning all these viscera later.

Kurt looks at me, "Excellent work. You've improved."

"Well, I can't keep up with you otherwise."

I allow myself a smile, if there's one thing unchanged from my old life, it's that I am quite competitive. I remember my first serious fight with a friend in my first life was over a math question.

Instructor Rean approaches us, "Not bad. You guys seem to have gotten the hang of using the combat link."

Juna looks at her ARCUS in amazement, "Combat link is really something else. I can't believe something this advanced is already usable in actual combat."

She then looks at me, then at Altina, "You two seem already familiar with it."

"Both of us have experience with the previous model. The fundamentals and basic functionalities are about the same.", I answered her.

Well, Altina has vastly more combat experience with ARCUS than myself though.

Altina nods, adding her own take to mine, "Yes. They are functionally quite the same. ARCUS II is merely the perfected version of the previous model, which is made possible due to the tests run by Instructor Rean and his classmates two years ago."

"On top of everything else, you helped make this too?"

Don't be surprised Juna, they're the main cast of a JRPG they do everything from finding lost items to killing god.

"No. Not just me, my whole class can take credit for that. We weren't the only ones that take part in the operational tests, either. For example, Jessica."

Uh…I mainly used it to spar with you guys except for that one time in Karel Imperial Villa…and that whole thing in Ymir which ended with Altina kidnapping the princess and me. But I suppose those still technically count.

"H-Hmph…for someone called the Ashen Chevalier, you're pretty humble, aren't you?"

I actually think he hates the Ashen Chevalier title. But yes Juna, he belongs to the nice guy protagonist archetype rather than the cocky hot-blooded one.

"I…don't really think that has anything to do with it.", said the aforementioned nice guy protagonist.

Kurt tugs at my sleeve and whispers, "Is he really the Ashen Chevalier, the 'hero of Erebonia'?"

I raise one of my eyebrows, "Yes. Why do you ask?"

"Nothing, I was just expecting someone with more…presence, I suppose. Someone like Viscount Arseid."

"That's…an unfair comparison, very few people can compare to Viscount Arseid."

This is true, Kurt and I only saw him in the passing when we were kids and even back then we can feel that the Viscount has reached the apex of swordsmanship, beyond the rest of us mere mortals. I met the Viscount again during the civil war for a bit and he really is one of those larger-than-life figures.

Instructor Rean seems to notice us as he looks in our direction.

"Is there something you want to ask, Jessica? Kurt?"

"Nothing, Instructor.", Kurt decided to answer for the both of us.

Instructor Rean smiles, "Is that so? Well, don't hesitate to ask if you have any."

And with that last remark, we decided to continue our incursion into the keep.

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A.N.  : I saw you guys talking about the doctor bit, so I'll clarify. Jessica was a medical doctor specifically GP (General Practitioner). The reason that it hasn't matter much is basically, Jessica just haven't had the chance to study medicine in zemuria/trails world. What works in Earth might not work here

Typically, modern evidence based medicine depends heavily on the protocol, ancillary examinations, and treatment options available which could differ between countries or even region, depending on things such as level of healthcare, antibiotic resistance of bacteria in the area, demographic and so on.

Furthermore, healthcare has always moved from broad spectrum one drug/treatment for all to more personalized healthcare, meaning what works for one person/one area doesn't mean would work everywhere. For example, on the treatment of hypertension, the drug ACE inhibitors are not prescribed to black people according to some literature, because its effect is attenuated in that population due to genetics. Of course, later on we found out that even within black population there's enough genetic variation that it's not enough to generalize. Which leads to some advocating for more widespread use of genomic testing to truly personalize medicine. 

Consider that Jessica has very good reasons to believe that people here are built different because they're more resilient and capable of ridiculous physical feats, it's not a stretch to think they differ in genetic level to the point her medical knowledge might be useless or detrimental. 

I do have some plans regarding that, but well...you guys just have to wait until Linde appears.

So yeah, a bit of a long one, but there was quite a bit of discussion there, so I'd figure better to make clear

…Ugh. Seriously?

In front of me are a large group of juicy organs. With one several sizes larger than the rest.

I cast analyze art, and it tells me that it's called a gigant organ, which is an engorged juicy organ…what a creative name.

"That thing's huge…Way bigger than anything else we've fought here."

"Considering our current fighting strength, it may prove a difficult battle."

Well, Juna and Altina are right, but I'm more concerned with the fact that out of all possible stronger variants of the monsters here, the professor choose the variant of the tentacled mollusk.

Instructor Rean sighs, "I sure didn't expect them to let something like that loose down here."

"Should we back off and search for another route?"

Huh. Even Kurt. I guess no one wants to fight this thing. But…

"I'm not sure there even is another route. If we take the professor's words at face value, wouldn't this be part of the 'increased stimulation of the mediating principles' he mentioned earlier?"

Instructor Rean sighs, again, "Considering the professor, Jessica is probably right that we're supposed to fight this thing."

He draws his blade, "I guess we have to face them head-on."

"Head-on? Are you crazy?"

Nah. Calm down, Juna. He's the previous protagonist that is now in the mentor role. He's not going to be a jobber this early.

"Not at all, there are five of us. And we can use combat links, you guys already got the basic down, so we'll definitely be able to defeat them." Instructor Rean replied as he smiles at us.

Kurt and Altina chime in from beside me,

"Very well, I'm ready."

"Understood, assuming combat stance."

I tighten my grip on my spear, "Waiting for orders, Instructor."

Instructor Rean nods, "All right. The first priority is to eliminate all the juicy organs, and then we can focus on the gigant organ. I'll take the left side, Kurt and Jessica you two handle the right side. While we're doing that, Juna and Altina will keep the gigant organ busy with suppressive fire. Can you guys do that?"

I nod, "Yes, Instructor."

The rest also gave similar responses of assent, and soon we get into position.

Instructor Rean takes a last look at our enemy, he then nods and gives the signal, "Class VII, engage the enemies!"

Altina and Juna fire off bullets and a laser beam as our opening salvo. They hit the gigant organ straight in its head.

As planned, Instructor Rean dashes toward the juicy organs on the left while Kurt and I are dashing to the right.

Seeing us, the gigant organ starts to move

"Nope!"

Juna sends another barrage of bullets its way, and Claiomh Solais appears in front of it blocking its path.

Perhaps seeing that their leader is occupied, the juicy organs to the right start swarming Kurt and me.

I pull my spear back, and a chilly breeze starts to swirl around my spear. I thrust it forward, and the chilly breeze becomes a javelin as it launches into the group of enemies.

Yes, that's right people with sufficient skills can manifest magical-like effects through martial art or weapon handling techniques. Why? Because anime, probably.

My chilly breeze—officially known as the Cold Nail technique from the Schleiden school—manage to freeze three of the juicy organs, stopping them in their track, and leaving two still moving.

Kurt slashes at one of them. The combat link prompts me to move in for the kill, and I leap forward, killing it.

The other juicy organ attacks Kurt with its tentacle.

Kurt ducks below the lashes of the tentacles before counterattacking from the sides and killing it.

Three left.

From my periphery, I saw that Instructor Rean appears to have been done with the left side for a while and is already engaging the gigant organ, I guess we better step up our pace.

I open my ARCUS and cast saintly force at Kurt.

Bolstered by the strength enhancement, he charges toward the three frozen juicy organs and rapidly sweeps his blades in a broad area, slashing at the monsters several times.

"Jessica!"

The combat link once more tugs at me, and together we rush at the three juicy organs, performing several consecutive attacks in succession, obliterating them.

We nod at each other and then ran towards the Instructor and gigant organ. As we were about to reach them, the gigant organ starts to vibrate.

Instructor Rean brings up his blade in front of him to block something that I fail to see, and then—

Kurt and I are thrown back by a blast.

Before I can process what happened, the gigant organ sends tentacle lashes our way. I roll to the left while Kurt rolls the opposite way to dodge.

It turns out that we needn't bother, as Instructor Rean gets in front of us and repels the tentacles with his sword.

"Be careful, monsters like these can oscillate fast enough to generate vibrations that could cause shockwaves.", he said with his back turned to us.

Claiomh Solais appears between Kurt and me and sends out what seems to be…a healing pulse?

I watch my bruises from the shockwave disappear along with the pain. I didn't know this thing has a built-in orbal healing feature.

I nod at Altina, "Thank you."

She nods back.

"You guys ready to try again?", Instructor Rean asked as he repels another wave of tentacle lashes.

I'm not losing to this tentacle hentai doujin reject.

"Yes!"

"Of course!", Kurt shouted from beside me.

The gigant organ starts to vibrate again.

In response, Instructor Rean position his sword on his side, as if it were sheathed, "All right. Jessica and Kurt are in the front. Juna and Altina, you two give them some cover."

The shockwave comes once more, and we raise our weapons to block. However, just like when we dodge earlier, it's not necessary.

In one swift motion, Instructor Rean draws his blade in a wide horizontal arc and it appears to have cut the shockwave, making it dissipate.

Yeah, definitely not jobbing.

Instructor Rean jumps to disengage, "Okay. Have at it. Don't worry, you guys can do it."

Kurt and I charge toward the gigant organ.

In response, it sends its tentacles at us. Claiomh Solais appears and repels the tentacles. Capitalizing on this, I thrust my spear forward as Kurt leaps to its right.

However, the gigant organ quickly recovers from its repelled attack and uses its tentacles to block Kurt's and my attack.

Unfortunately, it left its left side open, and Juna slams her gunbreakers—now discharging some sort of electric current—and hits the gigant organ while shocking it at the same time. Almost instantly, Claiomh Solais appears and clobbered it right on the head.

…Juna's weapon also functions as a stun gun? What, did they make a swiss army knife kit for the police or something?

The gigant organ starts to vibrate again

"Not this time!", I leap towards it, thrusting my spear in several fast consecutive strikes, stopping the gigant organ from vibrating.

It recoils from my strike, and like many times previously, Kurt deals the finishing blow.

The gigant organ falls and stops moving. I'd complain about kill stealing, but this is how the ARCUS is supposed to function.

"Enemy monster has ceased movement.", Altina called out from behind us.

I guess that's it then.

Juna puts away her gunbreakers, "Phew…that was pretty tough."

Kurt looks disappointed, and he too like Juna puts away his weapon.

And…here goes Kurt's bad side. It's not that he's arrogant or anything at least not in the classical sense. He just has very high expectations for everything and if it's not fulfilled, he'll be dismissive of them.

Kurt and Juna turn around and start walking back.

And at that moment, I feel an unnerving sensation, as if warning me of danger. If this were earth, I'd dismiss it, but as Jessica Schleiden, a practitioner of the Schleiden spearmanship, I trust my instinct and lift my spear to defend myself.

I was right, not a moment later, the gigant organ stands back up. Raising its tentacles towards Kurt's and Juna's unprotected back.

"Watc—"

Before I can even finish my sentence, Claiomh Solais appear in front of Kurt, Juna, and me before carrying us to safety, while Instructor Rean is already engaging the gigant organ.

"My blade, calm as still water…"

Instructor Rean started chanting, and then he performs a series of consecutive dashes through the monster, before stopping in front of it, performing a slash in a wide arc, leaving trails of flames behind it.

"Seventh slash, fallen leaves.", he then sheathes his blade, and multiple gashes appeared on the gigant organ, ripping it to pieces.

Oh, I see, it's one of those 'you're already dead' anime moments where the damage of an attack gets delayed for the cool factor.

"Jessica, Juna, Kurt. Are you three all right?", Instructor Rean walks toward us.

"I'm fine, Instructor.", I answered

"Y-yes."

"…somehow."

Juna looks shaken and Kurt seems ashamed.

Well, it can't be helped this keep trial the professor concocted is probably their first taste of real battle, it definitely is Kurt's first as far as I know anyway. Mistakes were bound to be made.

Instructor Rean nods, "Glad to hear it. Thanks for acting so quickly, Altina."

He then sends a smile my way, "Jessica, I saw you reacting quick enough and readied yourself to block the attack. Well done."

It's not like I have that much more experience than Juna and Kurt, and definitely nowhere near Altina's or Instructor Rean's experience, but even with my small involvement in the civil war, it still gives me substantially more to work with than the two of them.

I can't help feeling a bit happy at the acknowledgment, and nod, "Thank you. Good work on your part as well instructor. I never saw that last move during the civil war. That was very inspired, was that a new technique?"

He scratches the back of his head, seemingly embarrassed, "Well…something like that."

I'm not saying this just to flatter him, it really was brilliant. I'm no swordsman but as a fellow practitioner of martial arts, I can't help but gush a bit about it.

Former me would probably just go, 'I guess it was cool.' But the former me also didn't go through harsh martial arts training to appreciate the effort one goes to master such technique.

The chants…eh. I like it, though I can see some people calling it cringy, but there are worse chants. It can't be helped, this is an anime world so you get to do cool things with your weapons, in return you have to chant possibly cringe lines.

It's not just for style either, vocalizing a chant apparently is a form of self-hypnosis to help you get in the correct frame of mind to perform the sophisticated techniques. That's why the chant for a technique tends to always be the same every time they perform it, this is so their brain will associate the chant with the required frame of mind.

This also applies to casting arts, of course.

I'm not an exception to the rule, so when I perform the more sophisticated techniques or arts, I too have chants. Unfortunately, because I'm not a sword user, I can't yell 'Unlimited Blade Works!", but once I learn something really powerful, I'm stealing Scathach's noble phantasm lines, that's on my bucket list anyway.

I turn my attention back to the rest of the group, Instructor Rean is currently lecturing Juna and Kurt about letting their guard down and putting away their weapons in front of an enemy.

Instructor Rean sighs, "…I've still got a lot to learn as an Instructor. But that's no excuse. Measuring my skill as an instructor is another one of the reasons for this test."

He then starts looking at each of us, "So I need you guys to watch me and decide for yourselves, too. Whether or not I'm worthy to be Class VII—no…of being YOUR instructor."

That's…he's letting us choose?

"After we finish here, any of you can transfer to another class if you want. I'll personally talk to the principal on your behalf. How's that?" He was looking straight at me as he said that.

Is this an actual way out? I can get out of this main cast class?

"Then—"

He cuts me off, "BUT, only if you're dissatisfied with Class VII or me as your instructor. I'm not accepting reasons such as you don't think that you're good enough for Class VII."

I stare at him.

Instructor Rean looks me straight in the eyes, "Jessica, I don't know why you're really insistent that you're not good enough for Class VII, but—"

"What are you standing around for? Quit wasting time and get back to the test." Professor Schmidt's voice interrupted him through the intercom.

"You're almost at the end. Be careful." The girl added, somewhat nervously.

Ugh…that girl seems to be too nice for the professor. Maybe she'll rub off on him.

Instructor Rean smiles apologetically at me, "Well…I guess we should pick this back up later."

He then turns to the rest of the group, "Of course, this also applies to the rest of you. If you're not satisfied with me as your instructor, I'll arrange for your transfer. You have my word. For now let's keep going, stay focused until the end."

"Understood.", we replied.

Instructor Rean and Altina start walking away.

I was about to follow them when I notice Kurt and Juna not moving.

Uh…should I leave them? Is this supposed to be a private bonding moment for the main protagonist and his main love interest?

Before I could decide what to do, Juna made that decision for me, "Hey, princess. Are you going to transfer?"

Welp, too late I guess.

I sigh, "…Maybe. Why are you asking? Also, please kindly stop calling me princess."

"I-it's just…doesn't it piss you off that he's talking like he knows everything? And again, he…"

Juna whispered the last part, but unfortunately for her, I still managed to hear it.

"Again?"

And Kurt also heard that, apparently.

"N-nothing."

Has Juna met Instructor Rean before? Didn't seem like it from his end. Should I ask?

…Nah, we have this nice mood going for reconciliation, let's not ruin it by pushing her for an answer to something she doesn't want to share.

Juna continues, "A-Anyway. He wants us to decide if he should be our teacher?"

"Yeah, I suppose I haven't given him enough credit.", Kurt added from beside her.

Both of them look at me, well I suppose between the three of us I know the instructor best.

I guess I can tell them what I think, "Instructor Rean is…well, from what I've seen he's very critical of himself. I don't believe what he said was uttered out of confidence that we would not find anything unsatisfactory about him."

I look at Juna and Kurt, "I think he does feel responsible for your earlier blunder. To him, as an instructor, mistakes you make, especially due to the fact this is your first real combat experience, should not be attributed to you. Rather, the one that should be held accountable would be him for not instructing you well enough. That's what I think he would feel, at least."

Both of them are silent for a moment.

Kurt finally looks at me and starts speaking, "I see. Well, I will accept that at the very least he's performing well as an Instructor—"

"At least?"

What does he mean at least? Is there something about Instructor Rean that doesn't meet his standard?

"I mean…"

Kurt stopped and shook his head, "Nevermind. The test is not over yet, it would be unfair of me to judge him yet. To do so at this juncture would be me being arrogant. If I keep this up, there's no way I can face my father or brother."

And…here comes his inferiority complex, comparing himself with his family. Instructor Rean also has something like this. Does the developer of this game have a thing for protagonists with an inferiority complex or something?

"Yeah, so have I…There's no point in me being here if I'm just gonna act like this." Juna added

Oi, the main heroine over there, why are you just agreeing like that? You're supposed to pick up on the subtext and start getting an idea about the main protagonist's inferiority complex. Also, you're supposed to say something to cheer him up. Should I say something? But I don't want to raise the Jessica route's flag.

Well…I guess it's fine if I address both of them, "As I said earlier, this is your first real combat experience. Mistakes were bound to happen. Dwelling on them would be unproductive, not to mention ill-advised as it could make you lose focus."

Juna raised one of her eyebrows, "Hmm? Is this subtle humble brag about the fact that you have experience?"

Despite the sarcastic words, I could tell that this is less biting sarcasm and more teasing. Yes! Progress on ending rivalry with the main heroine.

"Well, she does have experience from the civil war. You say earlier that you need to keep up with me, but really, in truth, I think I'm the one with catching up to do right now. I really need more training.", Kurt added with some amusement.

I smile, "I'm sure that could be arranged. You should ask your father, perhaps you can do another survival training in a forest."

He snorts, "Hah! That was when we were nine, considering my current age he'd probably drop me in a ravine or something."

That's…actually a real possibility considering how spartan Matteus 'Thunder God' Vander is in training.

Juna interjects, "Wait, hold on. I know the two of you are friends, but how long have you known each other exactly?"

"Almost ten years.", Kurt answered nonchalantly.

"Aren't you two practically childhood friends? Wait, don't you nobles have arranged marriages? Is that what this is?"

"Why would you come to that conclusion immediately? No, there is nothing of the sort between us, nor is there any plan to betroth the two of us."

Geez, calm down Juna. This isn't an otome game where you're the commoner protagonist and I'm the duke's daughter that is engaged to Kurt's crown prince.

"Not currently at the very least. I cannot say anything for the future, given we are already acquainted and our family would benefit from closer relations.", Kurt added in a matter-of-fact fashion

What the heck, Kurt. Why would you say that? Oh wait, that's exactly what a dense protagonist would say to make the main heroine jealous.

I sigh, "I know you don't have any underlying motive in saying that, because you're…you. But you should really learn to consider how others might have taken your words. It could cause misunderstanding."

"What do you mean by 'me being me'?"

"I meant exactly what I mean."

"And that is…?"

"Could you guys like, flirt elsewhere?!", Juna finally decided to rejoin our conversation.

"We are not flirt—"

"Argh! Whatever! Anyway, let's just go, we can't keep letting that guy hogs the spotlight!"

Juna stormed off after Instructor Rean and Altina after she said that.

I decided to follow her and leave Kurt.

The strategy of playing along to trigger the main heroine's jealousy flag is a success, I'm proud of myself.

We finally reach what appears to be the final room. It's a large spacious area with ladders leading up to the ground floor.

Wait, this setup looks like…

"Phew…Is that finally the way out of here?"

"The way back to the ground floor. It appears we have reached the designated target point."

Not quite, Juna and Altina. Considering the layout and the fact that this is essentially a dungeon this is—

"…Geez, what's wrong with you erebonians?! What are you all thinking, building an insane place like this on a school campus?"

Juna interrupted me, and…I actually agree with her. But we have more important things to worry about right now.

"…the professor, he really is the famous G. Schmidt, isn't he?"

I ignore Kurt and start looking around the room.

Instructor Rean decided to answer in my place, "Yeah, for better or worse. Though I have no clue why he's here in the Branch Camp—"

He stops, and starts scanning the room, "Wait a second."

"Be on alert. I have detected a spike in mana.", said Altina who, following the Instructor starts scanning the room.

Ah, I know it. But mana? This is not just any monster.

"In what?"

"Mana?"

Ah. Right. Magical knowledge outside of orbal technology, such as the term mana is unknown to the general public. So Juna and Kurt wouldn't know about it. I, myself, only found out about it during the civil war.

The intercom buzzes, as the panicked voice of the girl, yells out, "Y-you guys need to get out of there right away."

As soon as she spoke, the space in front of us starts to distort, and an eerie purple glow envelops the distorted space.

I grip my spear tighter. Of course, a spacious room at the end of a dungeon? There's only one thing this could be.

The Boss Encounter Room.

A large black figure appears from the distorted place. Orange orbs are placed in the place of its joints. Unlike the sleek design of Claiomh Solais however, this golem is rough and its armor is jagged, exactly like a metal statue from an ancient civilization.

"I-is this thing…a Panzer Soldat?", Juna asked cautiously

"No, this is—"

The golem roars, interrupting Altina.

"It's a Magic Knight! An orbal golem from the Dark Ages. Professor Schmidt, are you responsible for this?!", Instructor Rean yelled as he drew his sword.

The professor answers through the intercom, "I happened to acquire a few of these antique machines when they appeared during the civil war. Though its output is lamentably inferior to Panzer Soldats, its ability to act autonomously is useful. This will be your final challenge in this trial."

What the hell! I don't know what statistical analysis he's using but ideally, for an experiment like this he'd test on the same group so he can do something like a dependent t-test! He can't do that if we're dead. I can hear Kurt and Juna echoing something along my line of thinking verbally.

I only fought these things once in Ymir, and it was a tough fight, even with Instructor Rean, his sister, and a guy named Toval there.

But it should be fine, by the end of the civil war, I heard fighting these things is pretty much routine business for the old class VII. So with Instructor Rean here—

"Heed my call, Valimar—"

Wait, Instructor Rean's calling his Divine Knight? Is this thing that dangerous?!

"The use of a Divine Knight is prohibited for this trial. Level 0 is not calibrated to account for its intervention. Were you to use it against such an opponent, the data I would receive would be useless."

Is he actually trying to kill us? Apparently, this Magic Knight is powerful enough for the Instructor to call his Divine Knight, and the professor wants us to fight it head-on?!

"You do have another option available to you, Schwarzer." The professor added after a moment of pause.

Another option…right. Ogre mode.

Ogre mode is…basically that JRPG/anime trope when the main character possesses a power-up that borrows from dark or demonic power, which could make them lose control.

Instructor Rean did manage to control his ogre mode by the end of the civil war, but…

An unpleasant memory surfaces in my mind. Pain as blood gushes out from a large gash on my chest, and feral red eyes with white hair, holding a sword dripping with my blood, staining the white snow below.

Instructor Rean places one of his hands on my shoulder, "It's fine. I'm not using it. I don't care what the professor says, if it gets too dangerous I'm calling Valimar."

I shook my head. No. I got over it. It's fine, he can control it now, "It's okay Instructor, we sorted it out, remember? And you can control it now."

"Wait, what are you two talking about?", Kurt asked from beside me as he shots me a look of concern

Before either of us can answer, the professor's voice speaks again from the intercom, "Or, if you'd prefer, you may choose to activate the new function installed in the ARCUS IIs."

"Please activate Brave Order! Olivie—er Prince Olivert said that you would be able to use it for sure, Instructor."

I have no idea what the Brave Order the girl behind the intercom is talking about, so it seems that this is actually a completely new feature that is not a derivative of the first ARCUS. Also, was she about to call Prince Olivert something else without his title? Who is this girl?

Suddenly, the ARCUS II starts emitting blue light, and I feel like I'm receiving something like a combat link, but more. I can't quite place it, but it's almost as if several superimposed images and experiences float around in my mind. Not enough to bother me, but are present that I can easily grasp it as a frame of reference, or to do certain actions.

"Prepare to engage in combat!", Instructor Rean's voice stopped my train of thought.

He draws his sword and points it at the advancing Magic Knight, "Listen up. We'll split into two groups, Jessica and I will engage it from the front to get its attention, Juna and Kurt will attack it from behind, and Altina will provide air support."

Wait, he wants me to engage that thing in close combat?!

The golem roars, as he advances further toward us.

I raise my spear. Looks like there's no time to second guess.

"Class VII: Special Operations! Put everything you have into defeating the target!"

And with that last command from Instructor Rean, the battle started.

The Magic Knight throws a punch with his right hand. It was fast, I could barely see it. However, Instructor Rean managed to dodge it as he ducked below it and delivered a downward strike as its fist is stuck on the ground

The Magic Knight roars, from my periphery, I saw Kurt, Juna, and Altina moving away to flank it.

I couldn't watch them for long, as a punch comes at me. Like before I can barely see it, however…

"Activate Brave Order: Iron Defense Formation!", I could hear the Instructor yells from somewhere on my left

Guided by something that feels foreign, my body moves and I manage to avoid the punch by ducking below its arms.

Wait, what? I did that by instinct but the instinct itself is not mine. I recognize the movement I just did, it's the same one as what Instructor Rean had done, so this is Brave Order.

No time to ponder.

Taking advantage of the Magic Knight fist that is now stuck in the ground, as the Instructor before me, I launch a counterattack by sending rapid consecutive strikes at it.

As I do so, Instructor Rean is already beside me and follows up my strikes with another downward slash.

The knight roars in pain, it takes a few steps behind, pulling his left arm.

It then launched another punch in my direction, even faster than before. I don't think I can dodge this one even with Brave Order.

"Not on my watch!"

Prompted by the combat link, Instructor Rean is standing in front of me. The punch goes for him, but he deflects it, making the knight stumbles.

"Enemy analysis complete." Altina reported from somewhere behind the magic knight, as information about vulnerable areas on the Magic Knight floods into our minds through the combat links.

Information that Kurt decides to use. From behind the Magic Knight, he strikes at one of the vulnerable areas near its heel.

Soon after, Juna is beside him and slams her gunbreakers at the Magic Knight. Looks like they are linking without a problem.

The Magic Knight turns its back at Instructor Rean and me, intending on getting rid of Kurt and Juna. It throws another high-powered punch, but Kurt deflects it, exactly like what Instructor Rean did.

As it loses its balance once more, this time Instructor Rean strikes at its heel.

"Jessica! With me!"

As with Kurt before against the juicy organs, through the combat link Instructor Rean and me rush at the Magic Knight, hitting several vulnerable parts that are outlined by Altina earlier.

The Magic Knight roars again, it raises its arm and tries to hit us with the back of its hand.

"ARCUS, activate."

From above aboard Claiomh Solais, Altina casts soul blur. A purple and black ring of space-time distortion hits the hand of the Magic Knight.

Kurt, Juna, Instructor Rean and I take the chance to back off and wait for another opportunity.

The Magic Knight stands up. It does not move from its position while cautiously raising its hand in a defensive posture trying to decide which sides it should deal with first.

"Jessica, let's go. We're the distraction, after all."

"Right, Instructor."

We charge once more towards the knight.

This time it doesn't try to punch us immediately, instead, it waits until Instructor Rean stops to strike, and then it throws a punch toward the Instructor.

Instructor Rean blocks it with his sword. He grunts as he's trying to withstand the weight of the golem.

I break my combat link with Instructor Rean and form one with Altina.

I didn't need to yell to Altina about my plan, the combat link did it faster anyway. I send a javelin of cold chill towards the arm of the fist of the Magic Knight. As soon as it happened, Altina is already there with Claiomh Solais, crushing the fist made brittle from my Cold Nail.

Losing one of its fists throws the knight out of balance, allowing Kurt and Juna to launch their offensive, hitting it from behind.

Instructor Rean leaps back and looks at me and Altina, "Thanks."

I nod, he probably could get out of that situation himself anyway.

The Magic Knight roars, and the orbs that made up its joints start to glow. Its shattered fist and other damages start to restore themselves.

Right. This thing can regenerate, this is what's annoying about them.

It advances toward Instructor Rean and throws yet another punch, but this time, it's different. It's much faster.

Instructor Rean looks surprised but barely manages to block it, though the recoil pushed him back.

The fist of the knight impacts the ground and judging from the crater formed, it's not only faster but also stronger.

I barely had any time to consider my next approach as the knight launches its other fist at me.

The Brave Order prompts me to block following Instructor Rean's maneuver, but as soon as the fist hits my spear, I feel myself flying a few meters in the air before hitting a wall.

"Jessica!"

My ears are ringing, I don't recognize who's calling my name.

"Alt…tak…er"

"Yo….th….me"

"…Ar..m…eal"

After a few short moments, I regain my focus, Altina is beside me and I feel the pulse of Claiomh Solais's orbal healing.

"What happened?", I asked.

"Brave Order can only compensate to a certain point. Instructor Rean, Juna, and Kurt are fighting off the Magic Knight right now." Altina succinctly replied.

I watch as Instructor Rean, Kurt, and Juna are fighting.

The Magic Knight seems to have learned that Instructor Rean is the main threat and so it decided to go after the other targets, which forces Instructor Rean to block and defend from every punch as the Brave Order is no longer enough against the increased agility and strength of the Magic Knight.

Due to Instructor Rean being forced to play defense continuously, he can't go on the offensive much, and Juna and Kurt are not doing enough damage to overcome the regeneration of the magic knight.

Something is wrong.

The Magic Knight is strong, yes. But Instructor Rean from the end of the civil war should be able to deal with something like this.

After he saw me get hit earlier, he must know how dangerous those punches are, and yet even now he's not using any of his more powerful techniques against the knight. Even as several close calls managed to almost send Juna and Kurt flying as I did earlier.

I mean, sure it's nowhere near deadly injury—though if this were back on earth pretty sure I'd be dead—but still, I just can't see him letting Kurt and Juna risk getting hit like this. Something must have happened to Instructor Rean that made him can't use his stronger techniques. If this goes on, he'll need to call on Valimar soon.

Before I can consider it any further, the knight lets go a mighty roar, as it crushed the ground with both of its fists, creating a line of heavy tremors through the ground.

Instructor Rean manages to withstand it, but Juna and Kurt are blown back by the tremors, launched through the air before falling.

I grab my spear and start running, "Altina, take care of Kurt and Juna!"

"Affirmative."

"Get back!"

I arrived just as Instructor Rean slash through the Magic Knight in a wide fiery arc, making it recoil. He then jumps back to put some space between himself and the knight

"Instructor, what do we do?" I ask once I reached his position.

He looks at me, "Are you all right, Jessica?"

"Yes, thanks to Altina."

Instructor Rean briefly glances at Juna and Kurt who are being treated by Altina. "Looks like the defensive Brave Order is truly useless at this point."

He then looks at the advancing Magic Knight, "Then we only have one choice. We'll switch to offensive Brave Order and hit it with everything we have. Kurt and Juna, can you still fight?"

"Yes!"

"Of course!"

Instructor Rean nods then looks at me, "You and I are going first and hit it with our strongest attack. After that, if it still stands, it should be near death enough for Juna and Kurt to finish it. Altina, you—"

"I will be ready to provide a distraction from the air for everyone to retreat in the worst-case scenario where our offensive fails." Altina finished it for him

Instructor Rean nods, he then takes out his ARCUS, "All right, everyone. This is the decisive strike. Brave Order: Raging Fire Formation!"

As before new knowledge floods into my mind, but instead of defensive techniques, these are offensives derived from Instructor Rean's Eight Leaves One Blade training.

The Magic Knight is right in front of us now. Unfortunately, it looks like I don't have time to cast saintly force.

"My blade, calm as still water…", Instructor Rean started to chant beside me.

I suppose I had better start too.

I relax the grip on my spear, as I remember the harsh criticism of a certain lady in knight armor.

"Kneel! For before you is the spear of Schleiden…" I started the standard chant passed down in our family.

Instructor Rean has already started to dash through the Magic Knight.

On my part, ice starts to coalesce around my spear. I thrust it forward in rapid motion and the quickness of my thrust gives the illusion of the tip of the spear splitting into two, then three, and eventually it forms several tips of the spear, almost like a petal around the original tip in the middle, all covered in ice.

"Seventh slash, fallen leaves."

"Blooming Edelweiss!"

Several gashes appear in the armor of the Magic Knight. At the same time, my spear punctures several locations on the Magic Knight, as frost flowers burst from the puncture wounds.

The Magic Knight fell to its knee, but it's not down yet.

"Juna, Kurt! Your turn!", Instructor Rean shouted.

Kurt runs forward and inflicts several rapid slashes on the Knight

"Juna!", he shouted probably invoking the combat link.

Together, they rush forward and hit every last bit of the knight still intact. Finally, the Magic Knight fell and a purple glow envelops it before disappearing altogether.

Huh. The bickering main protagonist and the main heroine worked together to finish the job, very nice.

Although, the fact that Instructor Rean's attack didn't manage to finish it means that something is seriously wrong with him. I thought he was holding back to let us learn at first, but if that was the strongest attack he can muster…well, let's shelf this for another time.

What matters is that it's done. We won.

I didn't realize when it happen, but at this point, I've fallen on my knees, trying to catch my breath, and so do the rest of us except for the instructor.

"You guys did amazing! The trial's complete! But you took this way too far, Professor", the girl said from the intercom.

You tell him, seemingly important blonde-haired girl whose name I don't know.

The professor ignores her, "Hmm…that was faster than I expected. I'll have to increase the difficulty next time..."

"Could you please, listen to me?"

It's no use, blonde-haired girl. He's literary the walking trope of an amoral mad scientist. And not a cool one like Hyouin Kyouma.

"This trial is completely absurd!"

"'Next time'? Is he going to make us go through this again?"

"The probability seems high."

Yeah, this looks like the game's grinding dungeon all right. I'd tell you guys to complain to HR, but…considering our principal, she's probably all for putting us through this again.

"Well, at least this puts an end to our orienteering exercise.", Instructor Rean said as he offered his hands to help Juna and I get up.

Both of us grab his hands and get back to our feet. The instructor then does the same for Kurt and Altina.

Instructor Rean looks at each of us, "Good job, class. You all handled the first test for Brave Order very well. I'm proud of you."

Aside from Kurt, Juna, and I flying through the air after getting hit, that is. Well…there are no significant injuries, so I suppose it went well…relatively.

"There are some areas each of you can improve on, but you just need to tackle them one at a time."

Exactly, Instructor. How to not fly through the air after getting hit, for example. That would be nice, Altina might've healed most of the injury, but there is still some dull pain remaining.

Instructor Rean pauses for a moment, seemingly contemplating something.

He then nods, "I'm sure today hasn't instilled you with much faith in the idea of Class VII. Your class size and this trial are bound to raise some red flags. Then you have an instructor who's only just graduated, what if he doesn't know what he's doing?"

Well, I mean…Instructor Towa is only a year ahead of you, and last I heard she spends the last year doing work for various NGOs, at the very least Class IX is also not much different in terms of credentials. But I appreciate the candor, very professional.

Instructor Rean then looks at me, "Like I said: if you want to transfer to Classes VIII or IX, I swear that I'll make it happen. Though again, not because you don't think you're good enough for this class."

He smiles at us, "I want you guys to decide for yourselves. Think hard about what you believe, what you want to accomplish, what kind of future you want, and—most importantly—who you are. Only you can figure out if Class VII is the right class for you. Take all that to heart, and I know that you'll have your answer."

I…do want to transfer.

But, it's because I don't want to be involved in the plot, not because I have an inherent problem with this class or the instructor.

Yes, this trial is ridiculous and I panicked at the start of the Magic Knight fight. But, in retrospect at no point, I was in actual danger, the closest I got was that punch, and even then it was taken care of quickly enough.

And the reason that we were never in real danger is...

Juna speaks from my left, "Juna Crawford, reporting. From today, I will be part of Class VII Special Operations."

"Really?", Kurt said in a surprised tone.

"Don't get the wrong the idea okay? It's not because I want to."

Oh. She said the line.

"I never wanted to come to this school. I'd much rather be back in Crossbell. I don't like Erebonia, and I don't think much of you, either."

"So it seems.", Instructor Rean answered Juna unperturbed.

Juna pauses, then she continues, "But, throughout the entire exercise, your guidance was clear and accurate. If you weren't with us, we would never have beaten that thing."

So we have the same thought.

Yes. For some reason, he's not using any of his advanced techniques. But that peculiarity aside, he was a model instructor. Giving us room to learn, and stepping in when needed.

Even during the battle against the Magic Knight, if it really did become dangerous, I've no doubt that he would make good on his word and summon his Divine Knight.

"…That's why I'm going to stay in Class VII so I can prove myself. Until I can show up an annoying hero like you, Ashen Chevalier."

I see Kurt across me shaking his head in exasperation at Juna's words, mouthing 'she's ridiculous' at me.

I shrug, good luck, that's what you're going to be dealing with. Maybe ask Instructor Rean for the 'Understanding tsundere 101' private class.

Instructor Rean sighs, "The annoying part aside, you really don't need to keep calling me a hero. But you know what? I respect that kind of determination. Welcome to Class VII, Juna."

"…Got it!"

I guess that confirms her as the main heroine.

"Kurt Vander, reporting. I will also join class VII."

Of course, you are. How else are you going to fulfill your destiny as a light novel harem protagonist?

"…that said, I have no definitive reason for doing so."

Kurt looks pointedly at me, and then continues, "Unlike a certain someone, I simply have no objections to the branch campus decision to place me in this class."

What? My objections were good valid, arguments. Better than Mr. I-don't-really-have-a-reason.

I stare at him, "Is there something you want to say?"

He shrugs, "Nothing. The Instructor told us to find the answer ourselves in any case. Although, given what that certain someone just pulled against the Magic Knight, her reasonings sound like excuses to run away to me."

I mean he's not wrong, I'm running from HIS harem…among other things.

Instructor Rean turns to me, "That…might not be the best way to put it, but I do think that you are definitely worthy of being part of Class VII."

…I don't think I could throw the Instructor under the bus by saying his performance was unsatisfactory, because he did well…it just wouldn't be right.

I suppose I could still probably try to find an issue with this class and made a case out of it, and knowing the Instructor, he'd probably accept that. Yes, I'll do that.

Before I can say so, however, Instructor Rean cuts me off, "Well, I'll give you a little more time to think about it."

He then turns to Altina, "In the meantime, what about you Altina?"

Altina looks confused, "Hmm? There is no need for confirmation while the details are classified, I intend to follow the protocols of the mission—"

"No, Altina. That's not what I mean. The answer needs to come from you."

Ah. Is that where we're going with her? A classic child soldier with little emotion learning to live and make her own decision plotline.

I'd say it's a bit cliché—which it is. But considering this world in my reality now, the fact the existence of a child soldier that doesn't know how to live is…well, it's really quite a sobering thought, to say the least.

Instructor Rean pushed Altina further, "I won't accept your participation unless you chose this. I don't care who originally placed you here, whether it was the principal, the intelligence division, or even the Imperial Government. Why do YOU want to stay? It can be anything."

"…and it can't be what I said?"

…she says that with such a dejected tone that it's hard to not feel sorry for her.

"Hey! Why are you picking on her so much?!"

Not…that kind of 'feeling sorry', Juna.

"I still don't—"

I cut Juna off, "She needs to at least try to answer this."

"What?! You haven't even given your answer! Pretty hypocritical don't you think?"

I shake my head, "That is because I am thinking it through. This is a different case. She needs this."

Because with Altina, she probably can't even conceive a reason to think through. If she doesn't at least take that first step, she'll never get anywhere.

"B-but—"

"I can't think of a reason.", Altina finally decided to speak.

She then turns to me, "Jessica. Question. When you said that I need this, what does that mean?"

"Well…", honestly, I'm not sure how to put it into words

Instructor Rean steps in, "She means that unless you start thinking for yourself, you're going to be lacking in something essential."

"Essential?"

Instructor Rean nods, "Yes. For you to be able to think on your own and pick your own path is a very important thing."

"I don't understand. Jessica, was that what you mean?", Altina said as she looked toward me.

Hmm...the concept of self-determination is probably too big of a hurdle for her currently.

I look Altina in the eyes, "You may not understand it now, but Instructor Rean's right, it is very important. For now, why don't you try thinking of a reason to stay in Class VII? I think that would be a suitable first step to understanding what we meant."

Altina still looks confused, but she closes her eyes, presumably to think.

"All that comes to mind is that I've supported Instructor Rean on all of his operations this past year. If I'm to be at the branch campus, it is only right that I be in your class. It was also Class VII that once stood in the way of my mission. Even if the students have changed, I find myself somewhat drawn to the name. Does that work?"

Instructor Rean nods, "It works, for now, I'm glad you're staying, Altina."

He then turns to me, "And now, you."

"I would like to—" transfer out of this class is what I'd like to say, but Instructor Rean cut me off

"Before that, let me say something."

"…sure?"

He nods, "I don't exactly understand why you're really insistent on not being here, but…"

Because I'm not the real Jessica. Well, after 17 years of living as her I am her. But not the original Jessica.

He looks at me sharply, "I don't want you to think that you're not worthy of Class VII or that you don't belong here."

…I forget that he's very perceptive about people aside from those having a romantic interest in him.

But I don't belong though. Each and every one of the old class VII is special in their own way, it's not that they have everything figured out, but it was clear that they were special.

And I'm not…Sure, especially as Jessica relatively speaking I'm far from ordinary. But I'm still not the original Jessica, whatever is the special thing she had that allows her to contribute as part of the main cast is not with me.

Without that special something…wouldn't it be irresponsible for me to just insert myself in her place within the main cast? This is a JRPG, the main casts are supposed to save the world. That's…a very heavy responsibility.

So I—

"Jessica, you were aboard the courageous with us. And like everyone else on that ship, we all worked together toward the same goal, what Class VII accomplished wouldn't have been possible without you."

"Even if I merely stayed on the ship for most of the time?"

Instructor Rean shakes his head, "You might not be on the field with us often, but even so. You contribute in your own way. Helping Rosine in the infirmary, helping to compose Princess Alfin's letters to legitimize our action, and helping out whenever we were short of people, and I'm sure Towa appreciate all the help in managing the Courageous inventory and supply. Even, just talking and sparring with us, every bit help."

Well…I mean. That's because I don't feel right just sitting there doing nothing as a freeloader while they give me shelter and food. And Alfin…is kinda bad at writing official letters.

Kurt steps toward me, "I don't know how the old Class VII is, so I can't say whether you're worthy or not. However, I know you. And currently, you're just running away."

Well, yes saving the world is a huge burden. I'm not the main protagonist like you.

"I know that I'm in no position to talk about running away, and I still haven't sorted things out on my end, but even so."

Wait, wait! Time out! That entire line sounds like the start of something you should say to the main heroine, not me!

"In your case, I think it's objectively wrong. Since the civil war, I've felt that you have improved leaps and bound. And you've proven it with that last technique you used against the Magic Knight. That was splendid, and something of that caliber…is beyond my reach currently. Therefore, if you are not worthy to be here, then I also wouldn't. Unless you think that I don't belong in this class as well?"

Oh, asking that is not fair. You're the goddamn protagonist!

I glare at him, "I…You know that's not what I mea—"

Instructor Rean cuts me off, "Jessica, as your instructor, even if it were true that you're not good enough then it would be my job to ensure that you will be good enough"

He then looks at Kurt and smiles, "Or…you don't think that I can do it?"

The current and previous protagonist teaming up doing talk-no-jutsu is so not fair!

"Besides…" Instructor Rean continued, "If I let you leave class VII because you think you're not good enough, pretty sure the rest of my classmates would have something to say about it. As is the case with many aboard the Courageous…Towa, Angelica, George, Princess Alfin…and yes, you. We already consider you guys one of us, this is just making it official."

…What does one say to that?

"…Saying things like that, you are not playing fair Instructor, Kurt, too."

"Is that a yes?"

Ah, screw this. I suppose if being in the Branch Campus is going to throw me in the plot anyways, it's better to be with these guys and hope their plot armor kick in and extends to me.

Yes, that's it. Not because they throw the protagonist's speeches™.

Definitely not.

I sigh, "Jessica Schleiden, reporting. If you would have me, then I will join Class VII: Special Operations."

Such drama, I'm surprised Juna hasn't said something like, 'Wow, overdramatic much, princess?' by now. She was surprisingly quiet.

Instructor Rean nods, "I now officially declare the formation of Class VII: Special Operations. Let's all work hard and grow together. Not just as a class, but as comrades!"

And that is how I walk straight into the epicenter of the plot nuclear blast.

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A.N. I'm glad you guys like the omake, if any of you want to make any more of the forum style meta omake, go wild.

I did it.

I actually did it. I actually officially joined the main cast.

…Is it a good idea? I don't know. I really don't.

But honestly, even if I resisted further and talk to the principal, I don't think there is honestly anything I can say further to her.

Besides, I've spent all this time trying to avoid the main plot, and it keeps dragging me in. Sure, I had probably minimized Jessica's role in the game plot that covers the civil war, but despite my best effort, I was still involved enough to be assigned to class VII.

At this point, I think that god who send me here had intervened. He specifically mentioned that he send me for 'shits and giggles', meaning entertainment. By my managing to somewhat stay out of the plot, I probably had ruined his entertainment.

Not only did I stay away from the main plot, but my involvement in the civil war was also probably even lesser than the original Jessica's, which probably made him bored. He probably thought enough is enough after that.

As I said, unlike a certain murder loli I'm not going to pick a fight with a god unless I have to. At this point, it'd probably be better to just go along with the main plot before he follows Being X's example and arranges more extreme events like a full-scale world war just to prove a point.

Oh well, nothing I can do from now on. I'll still try to minimize the danger of as part of the main cast where I could though. For example, if I can prevent Kurt from doing the reckless anime protagonist stuff and dragging me along, I'll do it…At least until I saw some evidence that god also doesn't want that. I should test the waters at least.

What a troublesome god, I wish he just reincarnate me as a mob NPC side character instead of part of the main cast, let alone a secondary love interest to the protagonist.

Speaking of Kurt, he's currently walking in front of me as we—that is the new Class VII AKA new main cast—are going up the stairs to the second floor of the dormitory, where the students' rooms are situated.

As we reach the second floor, Kurt stops and turns to the rest of us,

"The boys' dormitory is on the west side of the second floor. So I suppose I'll be taking my leave here.", Kurt said before giving a polite nod and starts looking for his room.

"That's the most pathetic goodbye I've heard from a classmate. Geez, at least say 'have a good night' or something.", Juna said after she thinks Kurt is out of hearing range.

"That's simply how he is, I'm afraid. Also, I believe that he can still hear you", I pointed out.

"Why are you defendi—wait what?!"

Juna looks back in Kurt's direction. And there he is, staring back at Juna giving her an unimpressed look.

Their staring contest continues for a bit longer, before Kurt relents, shaking his head, and continues looking for his room.

"H-hmph! He's such a jerk!", Juna said as she also turns around in the other direction.

"I believe that should be expected, after all, you did slap him."

That's right, Altina. That would be the logical conclusion, except…

"I-I mean…Argh, whatever, let's just go!" Juna spluttered as she starts moving to the eastern hallway.

"Hmmm…Instructor Rean will definitely have a troublesome year ahead of him." Altina said as she's looking in Juna's direction.

"He definitely will, though this probably concerns the two of us as well." I replied.

Altina looks at me inquisitively, "Instructor Rean said something to a similar effect, but why? As military cadets, the Instructor is our superior correct? So responsibility for dissent in the ranks should fall to him."

I shake my head, "In an actual army, the concept of vicarious liability such as that would apply. However, we're not actually in the army so I don't think it will be that simple. For one, to expect a level of discipline equal to the army where dissent could be quelled easily would be unreasonable. Even if it could be achieved it won't be in the near future."

Altina nods, "So it's a matter of lacking discipline?"

I smile, "Well that too. But even beyond that, as classmates wouldn't it be uncomfortable if two of our classmates are at each other's throats constantly? Especially since our class size is small."

"Classmates? Does being one complicates the matter further?" Altina asked

I nod, "That's right. As classmates, we will most likely be spending time together outside of military drills and lessons. Despite being a military academy—and the fact that a heavy reform to make it more militarized just occurred—this is still practically speaking, a high school."

An anime high school at that, there's no way the writer will leave out anime high school hijinks.

"Hmm…in that case, you should make amends with Juna as well."

Touché, Altina, Touché.

"You're right, I should. She's not…making it easy, though."

And after that last bit with Kurt, she's probably back to irritable right now. Damnit Kurt, didn't I tell you to try habituating being polite and nice?

"Hey! You two, what are you doing back there? I found our rooms."

Speak of the devil.

As soon as Altina and I join Juna at the end of the hallway, she gestures to her right, "Altina and I are rooming together in this room."

She then looks at me, "Uh…Yours is across our room."

I look at the nameplates of the room across Juna and Altina's. The nameplates show my name, and the name 'Musse'. Huh, dunno who that is.

I nod at Juna, "Looks to be that way. Thank you."

"You—uh…you're welcome, I guess.", Juna said before turning her back on me and entering her room.

That was…docile and meek of her. Thinking back, she didn't make any snide comments when the Instructor and Kurt were pulling their protag speech. Maybe she's starting to warm up to me? Well, that's good at least.

Anyway, they didn't have the three of us room together. That's nice, at least my room will be main plot-free.

I open the door, and lying down on one of the beds is…a girl with light purple eyes and green hair.

"Jessica! How nice of you to finally arrive.", the girl greeted me.

Why did I expect anything else? Of course, someone who's plot-relevant is going to room with me.

"Hello, Mild—"

"Ah, ah, ah. It's Musse now.", she wagged her finger at me.

"…Musse. May I ask what you are doing here?"

"Teehee, whatever do you mean? I am here to attend Thors Military Academy Branch Campus, of course.", she said cheekily.

Yeah no. Who'd bought that?

I sigh, "I am quite sure that you have never shown any inclination toward the military. I know that—"

"Ah, before that, come in and close the door, please. I'd rather this be…private.", Musse interjected as she winked at me.

With Mildi—Musse, this will just get more complicated if I don't cooperate. Might as well.

I close the door and sit on the unoccupied bed.

"Well? Can we perhaps talk now, Musse?"

Musse smiles, "Sure! Let's reminisce about the good days back at St. Astraia. Oh! That'd be fun wouldn—"

I cut her off, "I mean regarding why you are at Thors."

She pouts, "Aw…You're so cold. Don't you want to reminisce about the good memories back at St. Astraia first?"

"What memories? We barely interacted with each other.", I answered immediately.

"Th-that's because you kept avoiding me…I'm really sad about that, you know", she said with teary eyes.

I give her a skeptical look. Sorry, I'm not impressed with your crocodile tears.

She sits up, "You're so not fun, Jessica! Live up a little. After all…I heard Kurt had a bit of an 'accident' with the pink-haired girl in your class, Juna Crawford is it? She seems a lively one. Maybe that's more his type."

I don't even question how she already knows about that, Musse always has a knack for knowing things. Too bad for her, that attempt to rile me up won't work.

I won't dignify her with an answer and just continue to stare at her skeptically.

After a few moments, Musse relents and sighs. "All right, fine. Let's talk, shall we? However…"

Her eyes then narrow, "I do hope that you won't regret this."

I feel a chill down my spine. But I must press on.

The civil war two years ago was kickstarted by a terrorist organization, of which the leader turns out to be a former member of the old Class VII, Crow Armbrust.

I doubt the writer of the game would pull the same thing twice, but no doubt that given her connection to the last game's main villain, Musse and her secrets are connected to the main plot.

If I am to prepare myself properly, I need all the information I can find.

"Why do you enroll at Thors? I know that after Duke Cayenne was arrested, you can no longer attend St. Astraia because House Cayenne became a pariah, but surely you still have enough influence in your duchy, especially in Ordis, to enroll at another respectable non-military school?"

Musse gives me a sly smile, "If I say that I wanted to enter a military academy, would you believe me?"

"You didn't seem to have an interest in the military.", as far as I know, anyway.

She quirks one of her eyebrows, "But is an interest in military affairs an absolute requirement to attend here? After all…"

Musse retains her smile, but her eyes narrow predatorily, "You also don't have an interest in military matters. In fact, you wanted to avoid entering military service."

This girl…

I never really broadcast my reluctance to join the military. In fact, due to my background and status as a practitioner of my family's spearmanship style, most people just assume that the military would be my preferred career path if being the princess bodyguard doesn't work out.

For Musse whom I barely interacted with—actively avoid even—to know about that, just shows how observant and resourceful she is.

"I'm right, aren't I? Let's see…I'm sure that I could also divine your reason to enroll here.", Musse continued.

No doubt she could. This is why she's annoying. No, annoying isn't the right word, rather she's eerie and unnerving. It's like she can always see right through you, that no secrets can be kept from her.

However.

This is nothing more than an attempt to deflect my question and divert the course of this conversation.

I interrupt her, "You don't need to do that. My reason is that my family has a long tradition of military service, and thus, there is a matter of reputation to be considered. The House of Cayenne, however, has no such tradition. Therefore, my reason to attend Thors wouldn't apply to you."

"Oh my, when did I ever imply that your reasons would apply to me?" Musse acted surprised, covering her mouth with her hand.

I press on, "In that case, your attempt at justifying enrolling to Thors without having an interest in military matters by invoking my circumstances is based on a faulty premise."

"Can't we leave it at the fact that I have my reasons and you have yours?", Musse asked

Normally I would. But now that I've accepted to be involved in the main plot, I can't just let this slide past me.

"It appears that it would be unfavorable for you to be outed as Duke Cayenne's niece." I asked carefully.

She answers calmly, her face betraying no emotion, "So it would. And…?"

I feel bad resorting to this, but I can't pull any punches with her.

"It would be inconvenient if someone were to say, misspoke by calling you Mildine Juzelith de Cayenne."

Not that I would actually go through it. I'm not going to disclose that a teenage girl is closely related to the most notorious and vilified war criminal in recent memory and destroys her life.

Musse smiles, she seems to be amused.

"Oh? And would that certain someone ensure that they won't misspeak if I told them my reason for enrolling here?"

"Maybe.", I answered

We stare at each other for a brief moment, and then Musse speaks, "A bluff. I'm afraid you're too principled and conscientious to do that."

…Failed my bluff check, I guess. Actually, I think her insight is just really high instead.

"Besides, you should know that the principal is already aware of my circumstances. That is to say, the only person that actually matters in this academy is on my side. Everyone else…well, the Golden Rakshasa can take care of that. I applaud your attempts and daring, however.", she smiled cheerily.

The principal? It involves her too? And did she just threaten to involve one of the strongest people in the world to 'take care' of things?

…Yeah. This is definitely related to the main plot.

"On another note. You seem to be really interested in my reason, Jessica. I know that you are the type of person to avoid involving yourself in other people's business unless necessary. So what is your necessity to know my reason?"

…Did she just?

Musse smiles teasingly, "Oh yes. I baited you with the fact that you have a theoretical advantage over me under the virtue of knowing my relation to Duke Cayenne and the circumstances surrounding it. The question is, would you be curious enough to try using it."

Damn, I overplayed my hand and fell for her trap. How much did this girl plan in advance?

"…Since you tried using it, and considering your personality…I think I can safely deduce that your interest in this matter goes beyond simple curiosity.", Musse continued

"…I have my reasons."

A bit pathetic but a retreat is my only option here.

Musse laughs, "Teehee. Then I also have my reasons and let's leave things at that shall we?"

I sigh, "Very well."

I just got completely played. Oh well, it's an anime high school girl that probably belongs to the genius high school student archetype like Light Yagami, so whatever.

Musse claps her hands, "Well then, I quite enjoyed this little tête-à-tête between us…But I think we should stop here tonight. Oh also, you haven't taken a bath yet, right? You should go do so. It's splendid! They actually have a bathtub here rather than just a shower. It's quite luxurious."

An actual bath? That is indeed far more luxurious than I expected for a military academy.

"I'll do just that.", I open my briefcase that has been brought to my room and take out a clean set of clothes.

As I was about to open the door to head out, Musse stops me.

"Oh, one more thing, it goes without saying but please don't disclose my true identity or that we used to attend St. Astraia together, or…any part of our earlier conversation, really. But besides that, you should be fine, there's a reason I arranged for us to be roommates, any familiarity between us can be passed off as us getting to know each other…intimately…inside the confines of our room."

I choose to ignore her attempt at teasing by choosing the word intimately and emphasizing it, opting to just open the door and head out.

"Aw…no response? You really are no fun, Jessica!"

And that was the last thing I heard from her before I close the door to our room.

After that disastrous conversation with Musse, I headed straight to the bathroom and took a shower before soaking myself in the hot bathtub.

I review my earlier conversation with Musse.

I didn't manage to get much, but I'm now certain that Musse is definitely part of the main plot somehow, and so is the principal.

It's good we're roommates, I'm not sure I'll be able to get much out of her, but as roommates, my chance is at least marginally higher.

Speaking of Musse, in the game she's probably either going to join the party later or be a major supporting character at the very least. Her appearance, personality, and talent just scream the main character's vibes to me.

I suppose there's still a possibility of her being a turncoat plot twist villain, but come on. Is the writer really going to pull that twice? But the possibility does exist, either if the game writer is incompetent, or the butterfly effect.

I close my eyes to think as I enjoy the feeling of the hot water on my aching body after the keep trial earlier.

This is…actually really nice. I had resigned myself to having access only to showers during my time in Thors. Especially after the heavy reform that militarized it further last year.

But it looks like they still have a large bathtub built. I think it's supposed to be used communally.

…Communally? Damn it. Don't tell me this communal bath is here for a hot spring-Esque scene/episode. I know that Instructor Rean's got at least one hot spring scene in Ymir with his sister and Princess Alfin.

But…eh, that only happened because they initiated the hot spring bath scene instead of Instructor Rean. Since Kurt is also not the type to initiate the hot spring bath scene—besides the fact that Father would kill him if he tries, I should be fine as long as I don't initiate it. After all, I escaped Instructor Rean's hot spring scene, didn't I?

As I was pondering, the door opens.

"Oh."

"R-right. I guess you would be here too."

It's Altina and Juna.

Oh, it's one of those events. Where the heroines take a bath together and talk. Well, if nothing else bath scenes are where rival heroines usually resolve their difference or get to an understanding. So hopefully it's the case with Juna as well.

I nod in greeting, "Yes, I suppose it makes sense that the three of us would end up having a bath within the same time frame, given that we arrived in the dormitory together."

"Yeah…I guess." Juna said as she and Altina joined me in the bath.

All right, now to think of a conversation.

Turns out, I didn't have to because Juna initiated the conversation

"So..uh…", Juna said as she looked at me

"Yes?"

Juna shakes her head, "N-never mind. Umm…So how's your roommate?"

"She's…most definitely a difficult one.", I replied

Juna hesitates for a moment before responding, "Uh…you're sure it's not…um…"

"Jessica, I believe Juna is asking if the difficulty is not on your side." Altina completed it without hesitation.

"H-huh? No!" Juna denied it immediately

Altina tilts her head, "But that is what you were thinking yes?"

"W-what? No…I'm not asking that, well I mean I do but…Ugh. Altina, you could put it more tactfully." Juna said somewhat in a panicked tone.

Oh, look at her actually trying to play nice. Heroines' bath conversation scene works wonderfully.

Juna turns to me, "Look, uh…I just mean you can come across as a bit stuck up. But just a bit, definitely not as much as that jerk, Kurt!"

"Well…I think only a few people can match Kurt in seeming like a, as you put it 'stuck up jerk'.", I answered her amusedly.

Juna huffs, "Right?! I mean…did you hear him back then?"

"'I lack the proper training to make a good landing, resulting in an embarrassment for my classmate' as if he's expected to be able to make that landing, but I shouldn't be expected to make it. Very condescending!" Juna said as she tried to do her best Kurt's impression

I nod, "Unfortunately, reading the room and having emotional intelligence are far from his strong suits, yes"

Sorry Kurt, but shitting on the protagonist is a long-honored tradition of heroines' bath conversation scene.

"He's like that with you too? How do you put up ten years with the jerk?" Juna asked in exasperation.

And here is the scene where the childhood friend heroine will convince the tsundere heroine about the protagonist's good point, usually in a bittersweet and resigned fashion, knowing it will lead to her losing the ship war.

Which is why I'm going to play the part. Can't be a harem member if the protagonist gets with the main heroine before the harem is fully formed.

"He usually means well. He's very straightforward, so he wouldn't be condescending or mocking, he means exactly what he said. Though…it could still get irritating at times until I remind myself that's just how he is." I said to Juna while closing my eyes, the classic childhood friend pose for reminiscing about the good times she had with the protagonist.

"Hmm, you think so?" Juna wondered.

I give her a smile, "I think he did feel responsible and guilty for the accident…at that point anyway, afterward I would say that both of you are at fault in escalating the situation."

"You sure are quick to defend him, are the two of you really friends or 'friends'?" Juna asked skeptically.

Hmm…Do I fish for more jealousy out of Juna to incentivize her making a move, or would me feigning an interest makes her back off at this point?

Decisions, decisions. This is actually low-key kinda fun. They should make a wingman simulator game where you pick dialogues not to get the heroine but to set up the heroine you want with the protagonist.

"Friends: One attached to another by affection or esteem; one that is not hostile; a favored companion. Given the broad spectrum of the definition of friends…Juna, I think you should specify your question." Altina said, finally joining the conversation.

"O-Oh! I'm so sorry, Altina, I completely forget that you're here." Juna said with surprise.

I didn't. But yes, it was rude of us to ignore her.

I look at Altina apologetically, "Juna is right, forgive us for leaving you out of the conversation like that."

Altina shakes her head, "That is of no issue. I was observing something else. In any case. Once more, Juna I believe that you should specify your question so as to prevent misunderstanding."

Juna scratches the back of her head, "Oh, uh…I don't really mean it as in which type of friends are they."

Altina tilts her head, "Hmm? In that case, you should clarify your question so Jessica wouldn't misunderstand."

"Nah, she understands what I'm asking, isn't that right?" Juna said as she looked at me.

Well duh. Now back to my previous question, should I try to make her jealous?...Nah. Too early to try that I think, she'll just back off.

I nod, "Yes, I understand what you meant. As for your question…We're friends, just friends."

"Really, now?" Juna asked with one of her eyebrows raised.

"Yes, that's correct. Nothing more.", I confirmed.

"It seems that there is an aspect of this conversation that I don't get." Altina asked, apparently still not understanding our conversation.

Juna gives Altina a head pat, "Aw…That's all right, Altina. You'll understand once you're older."

"As I said earlier, my physical age is approximately 14 years old, I am no small child. Please don't treat me like one.", Altina complained

Altina then turns to me, "Jessica, please explain."

I sigh, "Juna was asking whether Kurt and I are romantically involved. Notice, that when Juna asked friends or 'friends' the second 'friends' was said in an exaggerated and teasing manner. In this way, she was effectively using a quotation mark, that is to say, within that context the second 'friends' really meant lovers."

"…I can't believe you actually explained that with a straight face."

Why thank you, Juna. I do have some practice making awkward conversation clinical in my previous life.

Altina nods, "I see. So you can use a quotation mark that way in spoken conversation."

She stops, then continues in a dejected tone, "And since both of you have a mutual understanding of the usage of a quotation mark, my attempts to help clarify matters were unnecessary."

"N-No! T-that was very helpful!" Juna said hurriedly.

Altina looks at her, "But you, yourself said that clarification wasn't needed. I quote, 'Nah, she understands what I'm asking'."

Wow. That was a very bad deadpan impression of Juna. It's so bad that it loops back into hilarious.

"W-well, it's the thought that counts. Right?!", Juna turned to me desperately.

I nod, "That's true. Juna and I appreciate your attempts at clarification. It might be somewhat redundant, but the fact that you were insistent on it shows that you care."

"Yes, uh-huh! What she said!", Juna chimed in from beside Altina

Altina nods somewhat happier, "I see. You mentioned earlier how having classmates that are not on good terms would not be an ideal high school environment. So I took it on my own to ensure there are no misunderstandings between the two of you to prevent further friction."

She then tilts her head, "That is what you meant, right Jessica? Was my attempt at least a good one?"

I was about to answer when Juna suddenly envelops Altina in a hug.

"Aw…That's adorable! Yes, you did good! Really good!" Juna said as she ruffled Altina's hair

"J-Juna! Please stop treating me like a child."

Altina meanwhile looks to not know what to do and flails her arm around aimlessly, splashing water everywhere.

All right, I better stop this. If nothing else so Altina won't bring out Claiomh Solais in the bathroom.

"Juna, I think you're making her uncomfortable. You should stop."

Juna released Altina, "Oh. Sorry, Altina. But you're just so cute, I can't help myself."

"It is of no issue." Altina said while moving away from Juna putting some distance between them.

Juna scratches her cheek in embarrassment, "Um…I'm really sorry. Oh! That's right. You said you were observing something earlier right? What was it?"

Smooth, Juna. Not.

Altina is looking at me, more specifically at my chest…please don't tell me this is the 'heroine with flat chest gets jealous of other heroines' trope. It's so cliché and boring.

"There is no scar. The Azure Abyss skills are very remarkable.", Altina finally spoke

Ah. That.

"Hmm? Scar? Azure what, now?", Juna asked completely lost.

"It's nothing. I received an injury during the civil war, though due to a rather skilled healer, I made a full recovery."

A skilled healer is an understatement given that it was magic. As in actual non-orbal technology magic.

Juna quirks her eyebrow, "And this Azure whatever is…?"

"An ally of the Noble Alliance.", Altina answered her for me.

"Huh? I thought that you were fighting against the Noble Alliance?", Juna asked in confusion.

I sigh, "Technically speaking, we were neutral. Regardless, shortly after I received that injury I was taken as prisoner by the Noble Alliance. They were trying to maintain the narrative of being the just and righteous side, so naturally, they treated prisoners of war as they ought to be treated, by healing my injury. Especially since I am also a noble."

"It also helped that you were captured with the princess and that you were a personal friend of hers.", Altina added.

That too, yes.

"Wait, you're friends with the princess?!", Juna exclaimed

I nod, "Kurt, the princess, as well as her brother, and myself are childhood friends."

"Uh…I'm not going to get in trouble for slapping Kurt, am I?"

I smile to calm Juna down, "No. If anything, Princess Alfin will find it amusing. As for Prince Cedric…most likely, he will nervously try to make amends on Kurt's behalf."

The old him anyway. Princess Alfin said that he's changed.

Juna visibly relaxes, "Phew. Well, I'm glad I won't be thrown into jail or anything. Oh, by the way. How did you get injured?"

…I don't think I need to give her any more reason to have issues with him. So…

"I was careless.", I answered simply.

"Huh? Careless how?"

"I'm afraid that further details are classified", Altina interrupted Juna's line of questioning.

I immediately follow up on Altina's interjection, "As you can see, our member of the Intelligence Division here said that it's classified. So let's leave it at that, shall we?"

Juna shrugs, "Fine, I get the idea."

 After the conversation about my injury, we soak up a bit more for a few more minutes, before getting up and then putting on our clothes.

"That was really nice! Ah…it hits the spot after that ridiculous keep.", Juna said as she stretches.

"While the rejuvenating properties of the bath are remarkable, I believe we stayed there longer than needed or advised."

Exactly my thought, Altina…I think I can still see steam coming out from our skin. Maybe we were in there a bit too long. It was really good though.

Juna turns to me, "Hey, uh…so…"

Before she can speak, however, the door to the boy's bathroom opens, and Kurt comes out alongside a brunette I don't recognize.

"W-why are you here?!"

Like clockwork, Juna starts to get agitated. Again…

Kurt shrugs, "Taking a bath."

"Don't tell me you eavesdrop on us!", Juna said accusingly.

"Huh? Well, the wall is rather th—"

I cut Kurt off, "Yes, the wall is rather thick, isn't it? I did not even hear any sounds that indicate the two of you were in the adjacent bathroom."

I don't know if he's actually going to say thick or thin. I didn't check, so it's a Schrodinger's cat situation. But I figure it's better to stop him just in case.

Don't need him to ruin the good vibes Juna and I are currently having before I can use it to reconcile and get out of the rival heroine position.

"Well, Sidney here insisted on us being qui—"

The other guy, who apparently is named Sidney, interrupted Kurt, "Yes, yes. The wall is quite thick. We also didn't realize you girls were on the other side."

I look at the guy, he looks really plain. Which actually makes him stand out compared to the rest of the students. It's a bit hard to tell since his reddish-brown hair is wet, but I suppose it's stylish enough. But that's really about it, and stylish hair means almost nothing considering that this is anime.

The guy continues, "Anyway…You three are Kurt's classmates, right? I'm Sidney, from Class VIII. I'm Kurt's roommate."

Kurt's roommate huh? Oh, I see.

I give him a small, polite smile, "I'm Jessica Schleiden, it's a pleasure to meet you, Sidney."

He blushes, "N-no. The…uh…pleasure's all mine."

Right. That probably confirms it. Sidney is the designated best guy friend/the bro.

Usually, in a harem, there's the main protagonist's best guy friend. They're usually a plain average guy—which checks with his appearance—and desperately wants to get with the girls, usually the protagonist's harem members—which considering his reaction to just a small smile checks out—despite the fact, however, this character archetype typically will never NTR the protagonist, being his wingman and bro instead. Heck, they won't even pursue heroines that don't win. That's how much of a bro they are usually.

Well…there are exceptions where they turn out to be the villain due to jealousy and whatnot. Hopefully, Sidney is not one of them. It'd be great if he's actually a bro on the caliber of Yoshino from Rewrite. Someone who is loyal but not afraid to call the protagonist out on their bullshit.

After a few more awkward moments, Sidney turns away from me and approaches Juna and Altina.

"Uh…what about you two?"

"Altina Orion. It's good to make your acquaintance.", Altina said politely.

Juna is still glaring at Kurt suspiciously, eventually, she replies, "I'm Juna Crawford. Nice to meet you, I guess."

Sidney looks between Juna and Kurt, "So…uh…You three are heading upstairs too right? What about we all go together?"

Kurt crosses his arm, "I have no issue with that. But someone apparently does."

Juna looks ready to retort, so I decided to speak up before the situation escalates, "Yes, I see no reason to go back separately. Shall we move on?"

Besides, I need to talk to Kurt.

"Right, let's go then!", Sidney said cheerily, happy that I accepted his invitation.

Oof. Sorry, Sidney, didn't mean to get your hopes up like that.

As we start walking away from the bathrooms, I tug at Kurt's sleeve, indicating I want to talk. He slows down and walks keeping pace with me, behind the rest of the group.

Sidney sees us, he blinks and then sighs dejectedly before increasing his pace, moving away from us and giving us some space.

I think he's coming to the wrong conclusion about the relationship between Kurt and me. Oh well, the good thing about Kurt being really stoic is that, unlike some anime protagonists who will blush and stutter when asked if he's dating a girl he's not actually dating, Kurt will just look them in the eyes and plainly say no, putting the matter to rest.

Anyway, time to talk to Kurt.

I move closer to Kurt, "You were eavesdropping, weren't you?"

Kurt sighs, "As I was trying to say to Juna, the walls are thin, I can't help it."

"I didn't hear any sound from the other side though. Not saying you can hear us is one thing, intentionally being quiet to not be noticed is a different thing."

It's not that I particularly care…much it's still an invasion of privacy, but we weren't discussing anything sensitive, except the bit about my injury. It's just unexpected to see Kurt partaking in eavesdropping on the girls having a bath scheme.

Kurt gestures to Sidney with his head, "Sidney told me that 'it's rare to have the chance to listen to girl talks'. I was about to say no, but Juna and you started talking about me, so I was curious."

Listening to girl talk huh? Yeah, sounds like exactly the sort of thing the bro character would convince the protagonists on doing.

I look at Sidney, who is now trying to chat Juna up, and failing miserably.

Yeah, he's the bro character.

Actually, I think I can use this for something.

"That's still an invasion of privacy.", I pointed out.

Kurt sighs, "…Please don't tell your Father."

I smile at him, "Of course not. It was an honest mistake was it not? However, I would be grateful if you'd try to make amends to Juna."

"Juna? I wasn't the one at fault, to begin with, it was an accident, and I even try to make amends at first." He replied indignantly.

I nod, "I agree but at this point, does it matter? Do you really want to spend the entire school year continuing this feud with her? I'm not saying to be friends with her, simply to take the initiative offering the olive branch."

For the first step at least. Afterward…well, I suppose the law of anime Romcom will do the rest.

"Fine. It's only been one day and having a fight with her makes me feel really exhausted.", Kurt finally relented.

Good. That's done. Now for the next agenda.

I turn to Kurt, "So…how much did you hear?"

A few moments pass between us, before he finally answers, "If you're asking about your injury during the civil war, then yes I heard that part."

"Oh."

A pregnant pause falls between the two of us.

"You're not…going to ask about it?", I finally asked once we got to the stairs.

"Are you going to answer?"

"…Probably not."

"As I thought, then I have no reason to ask. You won't tell me and while I have a few guesses, no actual evidence yet. Therefore, I won't ask.", Kurt said

I nod, "Thank you."

Normally I'd just tell him, but he seems to have some sort of problems with Instructor Rean already, and I'm not going to drive a wedge between the protagonist and his mentor, who was the previous protagonist.

Kurt stops walking, turns around, and then looks me in the eyes, "Just promise to tell me if you need help, all right?"

I also stop walking.

Uh…what? He's not the type to usually say that.

Don't tell me that I tripped a flag somewhere.

"What brought this on?" I asked carefully.

He hesitates, and then, "It's just…Never mind. I'm just tired."

Wait, huh?! You can't just leave it at that.

I was about to ask further but then realizes that we were almost at the top of the stairs, while everyone else was already at the top, waiting for us.

"Uh…you two need a moment alone?", Sidney asked from in front of us.

"No. We're fine." Kurt answered immediately, before going up the stairs.

Ugh…It's one thing after another with this day.

I follow Kurt and soon the two of us reach the second floor.

"Right, so uh…we'll see you guys tomorrow? Good night." Sidney said awkwardly after Kurt and I reached the second floor.

Altina nods.

"Right." Juna answered as she starts to walk to the girls' dormitory area.

Kurt starts to turn around toward the boys' dormitory area, but I kick Kurt in the knee. If he's going to be acting weird toward me, then at the very least I'll have him trigger a flag with the main heroine too.

He glares at me for a moment, before sighing, "Juna!"

Juna turns around and glares at Kurt, "What now?"

Kurt walks towards her.

"S-seriously, what is it?", Juna spluttered.

Kurt stops in front of her, looks her in the eyes just like he did to me earlier, and then,

"Good night.", before turning around and walking back.

"W-wh-"

I look at Juna, she's blushing and can't seem to string a coherent sentence.

Wow, did he just do that naturally? As expected of a harem protag. Maybe there really was nothing weird with the way he talks to me earlier, he just finally awakened to his harem protagonist destiny.

Kurt stops by me, "Satisfied?"

I smirk at him, "Quite. Though, you may have overdone it quite a bit."

Kurt sends me an annoyed look, "You'll have to make do with it I'm afraid."

He then starts walking away, before going back and then looking at me nervously, "Sorry about earlier…Uh…I'll be fine tomorrow."

Kurt then pretty much runs to Sidney's location, which is in front of what is presumably their room.

…Yeah no. Something's definitely up with him.

I watch as the door to their room closes, and not long after I heard Sidney's voice, "Kurt, you lucky bastard! Die, you pretty boy player!"

Ugh…again, why can't I be reincarnated as a mob NPC?

After the entire whatever that was with Kurt, I was ready to just enter my room, ignore Musse, and just sleep to end this ridiculous day.

But looks like, Juna is not having it. As she waited at the end of the hallway looking straight at me.

Seriously, now what? I thought we had built a good rapport in the bath.

"Can we talk?"

I try my best to smile at her without looking annoyed, "I'm…very tired right now. May we suspend this talk until tomorrow?"

"Sorry, but I really need to get this out of my chest.", Juna said not budging.

I sigh, "Very well. What is it, Juna?"

Silence.

And more silence

Even more silence and my patience is running thin

"Well? Will you start anytime soon? Or did Kurt's good night farewell overwhelm your mind with such licentious thoughts that you are now unable to speak?"

That got to her, "Wh—Licentious? With him?! Speak for yourself, princess. You're the one getting all cozy with the guy earlier."

I glare at her, just let me sleep damn it!

"I'm surprised you even know what that word means."

"Oh, so you think—", she started but then stop

Juna took a deep breath.

"…"

"…"

Another moment of silence passed between us.

I start to massage my temples, "Do you actually have something you wish to discuss, or…?"

"…'m sorry."

Did she just?

Juna takes a moment to compose herself before trying again, "I'm sorry, all right? I know…that I wasn't exactly being fair to you back at the keep."

Oh. Well, now I'm the jerk for blowing her off when she's trying to apologize.

I decided to follow her example and take a deep breath.

"Juna. I wish to apologize as well, while to a certain extent I do believe what I said back at the keep, I admit that there are some I said just to rile you up."

"Oh. Like Crossbell attacking you guys unprovoked?", Juna asked.

I smile sardonically, "That is the official story here in Erebonia. But no, I don't believe it was completely unprovoked."

Juna blinks, "Then the stuff about North Ambria?"

"That one…I actually believe, I'm afraid. They did commit war crimes on Erebonian soil, and though I wouldn't personally support annexing them, but as far as casus belli goes, there are far more flimsy ones. And their citizens do have their quality of life improving under the Empire."

She sighs resignedly, "Fine…let's agree to disagree on those issues."

I had half expected her to start arguing again. She really is trying to make this work, huh. Wait, was she trying to apologize the whole time from that time she entered the bathroom?

I decide to test the waters, "You seem…really agreeable. What brought this on?"

Juna looks away from me, "It's not like I just like arguing for the sake of arguing, you know. I was just…really frustrated with everything."

"Because of Crossbell annexation?", I asked

She shakes her head, "No. Well, yes, but also more than that. You know how I mentioned I don't want to be in this school, to begin with, right?"

I nod. She mentioned it several times, all right.

Juna continues, "…Well, I have no other choice. I made some…statements that were contrary to the Erebonian propaganda back in the police academy. As a result, all my school credits were taken away. In the end, one of the instructors, the only Erebonian instructor I respected, suggested for me to transfer here so I can try salvaging my credits."

…That's…I know that the Erebonian propaganda engine is working full force, but to just take away the credits of a random girl because of a statement. That seems to be excessive.

"What exactly did you say?"

"I said that Police Officer Detective Lloyd Bannings, one of the people wanted by the Erebonian Empire, is a hero. A hundred times more than the Ashen Chevalier could ever be, and him being wanted is gross misconduct of justice.", she smiled, and I can see the pride in her eyes as she said that.

Bannings. Bannings. Lloyd Bannings. Have I heard of him? I don't think so…

"I'm sorry, I don't know who that is.", I decided to admit to her.

She scoffs, "Of course, you don't! Even before you guys annexed Crossbell, I had heard that they suppress his name and the rest of the SSS from your news media. This is why—"

Juna stops, then coughs perhaps to cover her embarrassment, "Sorry, I'm…doing it again…Anyway, the SSS, or Special Support Section, is a special division of the CPD, they were only active for a short time before the annexation, but…in those short period of time they saved our city countless of times. From the D∴G cult incident to repelling the attack of the Red Constellation Jaeger Corp to even stopping our former Mayor, Dieter Crois at the cost of our freedom..."

Wait hold on. That also sounds like a main party in a JRPG.

"…that's not even to mention the job they do every day to help the citizens of Crossbell. Before they were active, we Crossbellan distrusts the police and think of them as good for nothing that's only good to waste our taxpayer money. But the SSS changed that. They become our hope and restore our faith in the police. And the leader of that special division is…Lloyd Bannings."

Yeah, that definitely sounds like a main party. So then, the current protagonist is Kurt, before that is Instructor Rean, and before that is…No wait, I vaguely remember them mentioning the cult and the jaeger attack in the papers. And that was about the same time as the Old Class VII was active. No specific mention of SSS and Lloyd Bannings like Juna mentioned though.

Anyway, doesn't matter. What's important is that I found another possible protagonist.

"…Jessica? Are you listening?"

Damn, I tune out Juna in the middle of her going full fan girl on the SSS.

"Uh…yes. I was just remembering some of the incidents you mentioned were written in our newspaper, but no specific mention of SSS or Lloyd Bannings."

"Yeah go figures, I bet they never even mentioned that time they infiltrated an underground—"

"You seem to know a lot about them."

I cut Juna off, I'd like to know more but I have a feeling if I let her continue we'd be here all night. Not to mention the information would be incredibly biased.

Juna stopped, and then smile at me, "I do. That's…actually what I want to talk to you about."

"I'm…not sure I follow."

This is the first time I hear of SSS, why would she want to talk about knowing them to me?

"It's just…When I heard from the Instructor back then, about how you were aboard the airship with the old Class VII during the civil war…I just thought that you're just like me.", Juna continued

"Like you…in what sense?"

Juna nods, "You know, being with all of these people who achieve great things. Watching from the sidelines, feeling unworthy to join them."

That…is not quite what it is.

"I was like that too. Well, you probably did more than me considering you actually fight with them. I only applied for a part-time job to help them copy documents, clean their office, make them coffee, stuff like that.", she continued without missing a beat.

Yes, but you have been designated as part of the main cast from the start. And I…replaced one of the main cast.

"…At first, people were telling me that I'm just a SSS fan girl, and my classmate at Police Academy teases me that I'm pretending to be best buddies with the SSS. At first, they're probably correct. But as I go about doing my part-time work there…I come to genuinely care for them, beyond them being my idols. And when they hear one of my classmates say that I'm just pretending to be buddy-buddy with them, Lloyd said that I'm not pretending, I am already one of them."

Oh, I see…just like...

"…Just like Instructor Rean saying you were already part of Class VII. Of course, like you, I felt unworthy and don't belong. I mean…I'm just a glorified desk jockey, but they're calling me part of a group that saved our city? What a joke, right? Each and every one of them is special, and I'm not. I don't have that special thing that makes the SSS Crossbell's hope."

…This girl. Is everyone in this class capable of pulling out the protagonist's speech?

"…So, what was it that you did to feel worthy as part of the SSS?", I asked her.

Juna smiles, "I don't know. Honestly, I don't think I'm worthy even now. But, you know what Lloyd said? He said that the feeling of not belonging and not being worthy is just another barrier to overcome."

"Barrier, was it?"

That's…an oddly specific choice of words.

She nods, "Yup. It's not us that are not worthy, we are. On the contrary, those feelings are barriers that we need to overcome that prevent us from belonging and being worthy. He said if nothing else I can believe in him who said that I am part of the SSS."

I look at her, "So…you wish for me to trust in Instructor Rean that I am and had always been part of Class VII."

She grimaces, "Well…I don't trust the guy, but you do, right?"

Looks like she still has a problem with the Instructor, oh well.

Juna shakes her head as if to get her focus back, "Anyway, just think about it. I didn't tell you all that specifically to help you out or anything."

I smile amusedly, "Truly? It doesn't seem to be that way to me."

"N-no! Shut up, princess!", Juna said as she turns away and was about to go back to her room.

She reaches the doorknob and then stops, "It's just…well…hearing Instructor Rean talked like that, and you acting like that. I just feel like I could relate to that feeling, you know. That I feel like I could see myself in you. And then I realize that I had forgotten that people are people. I have a problem with Erebonia, but the people living there are probably just trying to live their lives, like me. In that sense, I was being unfair to you."

She looks back at me, "So…if my story can somewhat help you, I guess that makes us even."

…Really, pulling the 'it's not like I want to help you or anything' after all that? Oh well, she really poured her heart out. The least I can do is thank her.

I smile back at her, "I see. Well, you've given me some food for thought. Thank you, Juna. Have a good night's rest."

"Good night, Jessica."

Juna enters her room and closes the door.

I turn around and open the door to my own room.

Musse is…already asleep. Good, I'm too tired to deal with her again right now.

I climbed into my bed, and finally end my first day at Thors Military Academy Branch Campus.

A.N. Why yes, it's 8K words of character interaction and dialogues, but is it truly a trails fic without long scene of just dialogues of character interacting?

Also, I know that during Crossbell arc Juna was supposed to only be an NPC in the Police Academy you can talk to because she was retconned into the continuity after Cold Steel. But that wouldn't make sense given how the SSS treated her, so here I make her a part time office worker in the SSS building.

Chapter Text

A.N. Shorter chapter this time, but if I ended it where I want to originally end it, it will be way too long.

Septian Calendar 1206, 14^th of April

It's been two weeks since the entrance ceremony, and…things are…relatively normal honestly. I guess the plot hasn't started in full swing yet. Like no seriously, it really is just like a normal high school. Well, aside from the military part, like combat training or military science. But aside from that, it's surprisingly normal,

After the weird moment between Kurt and myself, he actually did just turn up the next morning as if nothing happened, and nothing of the sort happened again, in the past two weeks anyway.

I'm still trying to figure out how to bring it up again without making it awkward. For the time being though, Kurt and I return to business as usual. He usually arrived after me in the dormitory training hall in the morning, we spar for a bit, and then I left ahead of him, before meeting him again for our class.

Speaking of the class, the general atmosphere is much better than when we first started. After that night, Juna and I mostly got along…we still argue from time to time though, our personalities and viewpoint just sort of clash with each other, I guess. Though there's far less vitriol and more good-natured heckling involved.

Altina…is pretty much the same. It's not like we were antagonistic to each other in the first place, so after two weeks nothing drastic changed, between me and her, at least. Her relationship with Juna on the other hand has improved. Well, they're roommates, so it's to be expected. I think Juna has sort of taken the fun but somewhat annoying older sister role to Altina.

I've been trying to push for the S.S. Kurt-Juna ship, mostly by nudging Kurt to be more friendly to the rest of the class. It's not specific to Juna just yet, but you have to start somewhere.

It seems obvious in hindsight, but his blunt straightforward nature actually allows him to get along with Altina—just needs to make sure Kurt doesn't go for the Altina route, because…well…not in the immediate future at least.

Unfortunately, things are less successful in the Kurt-Juna department. Mostly on Juna's side. She's not outright antagonistic, but she is awkward around Kurt and puts up a wall almost. It could be just part of the classic tsundere love cycle, but…maybe I should step in sometime soon.

I tried to get Instructor Rean alone to ask him why he's not using his more advanced techniques. But with how hectic the first two weeks were, I haven't managed it just yet.

As for Musse…Nothing really changes, I still know nothing about her plan. She's still unable to get a reaction out of me with her teasing though, so there's that at least. On the upside, I found out that having Musse as a roommate can be quite handy at times.

For example, when you're working through Instructor Michael's extra credit question for math and military science homework. Well under the branch campus curriculum it's math, but this particular question I'm working on is more physics, really.

'You are a military officer assigned to a garrison fortress near enemy lines. During the nighttime, a long-distance orbal cannon bombardment hit the garrison from somewhere east, destroying its gates. Security footage shows the projectile continues traveling at a 45-degree angle before stopping on the ground 4 arges from the gate. The mass of the gate is 8 torim.

After investigation, the projectile found on the field is a shell projectile of Verne Company-make, series M105. The point of impact on the gate is 3 arges from the ground. According to available intelligence, the enemy is using weapons manufactured by the Verne Company.

With 9,8 a/s as the gravity, ignoring air drag, assuming that the shell moves at a constant speed before hitting the gate, as well as assuming that the collision between the gate and shell is a perfectly inelastic collision, what long-range distance cannon was used? (Research the specification of the projectile and cannon yourself)'

The first thing I noticed, is that despite not naming 'the enemy', they specify that the weapon and projectile used are made by the Verne Company.

The Verne Company is another orbal technology giant like the Reinfords, but instead, it's based in Erebonia's rival, the other superpower in Zemuria, the Calvard Republic.

Meaning, that this question's hypothetical scenario is implying we're at war with Calvard. Since Verne Company products are primarily used by the Calvard military.

Oh well. It can't be helped. Erebonia and Calvard are in what is essentially a cold war, we nearly went to war two years ago if not for the civil war, and that entire fiasco in Crossbell, and I think Calvard was also dealing with a domestic terrorist problem.

Huh, since the Crossbell fiasco is probably part of the SSS game plot, I wonder if whatever was happening in Calvard at the time was also part of the franchise plot set in Calvard.

Maybe it's one of those multiple perspective franchises that divide its cast based on location. So Class VII would be the Erebonian cast, SSS the Crossbell cast. There was also that thing Prince Olivert was involved in. The floating city in Liberl was about…three years ago?

Come to think of it, I did suspect Prince Olivert to be the protagonist for a time. I guess he could still be, just the protagonist for the Liberl cast? Even though he's from Erebonia?

Eh…It's possible, I guess. But there's really no point in wondering about that right now. There's no concrete evidence one way or another, so unless someone like Juna who was connected to the other part of the franchise shows up, it's just baseless speculation.

Anyway, homework.

The question did ask me to research the specification of the projectile and cannon myself, but…

This is when having Musse as a roommate is actually helpful.

I turn to look at Musse, who is currently in her bed reading a romance novel.

"Musse."

"Yes?", She said without looking up from her novel.

"Do you know the specification of Verne company-made long-distance cannon and projectiles?", I asked.

She puts her book down and looks at me, "Are you actually doing Instructor Michael's extra credit question? It seems too much work for me, so I skipped it."

Liar. She definitely can do it easily.

She chuckles, "It's true…Well, I can do it. But it's just extra credit, and I'm sure I can do well enough without needing it."

My eyes twitch.

Was this how my classmates felt back on Earth when I got better grades with less effort? Oh, how the turn tables.

Musse looks at me in amusement, "Hmm…you want data for Verne Company's cannon and projectiles, right?"

"Do you have it?"

She nods, "Sure! They tried to break into the Erebonian Market last year, and I managed to get a copy of the catalog."

"Can you lend me the catalog?", I ask her

She shakes her head, "Teehee, unfortunately, I didn't bring it with me. But don't worry, I remember every last one!"

…Damn genius anime high schooler.

Musse closes her eyes, "Let's see here…the projectile is a shell of series M105 right? What do you want to know?"

"Just the weight is enough.", I answered

She replies immediately, "43 Curim."

I nod, "Thank you—"

A knock on the door interrupted us.

I look at Musse, "Are you expecting someone?"

She shakes her head, "Oh….A night visit! How exciting!"

"Uh…is it a bad time?"

It's Juna.

"No, you just caught us by surprise. The door's unlocked, Juna.", I hollered

The door opens and Juna enters the room.

"Um…sorry for disturbing." She seemed a bit nervous, as she looked at me

She then looks at Musse, "Oh, I'm Juna Crawford. I'm Jessica's classmate."

Musse smiles, "I'm Musse Egret, nice to meet you, Juna."

Juna nods, "Yes, same here."

"Well, don't just stand there, come and have a seat." Musse said as she gestures to my bed, which is currently unoccupied.

"Actually…I just need to borrow Jessica for a bit.", Juna said as he looked at me.

Musse mock gasps, "Ah! Is this what I think it is? Oh…how thrilling."

…I think I know where this is going.

I glare at Musse, "No."

"Oh, my! How scary. How would you even know what I'm thinking? Ah, have we grown to be such close friends already? I'm glad", Musse replied cheerily

Juna raises one of her eyebrows, "Uh…Do I want to know what you think it is?"

I shake my head at her, "Trust me, you don't."

Musse smiles mischievously as she looks between Juna and me, "Now, now, don't be like that Jessica. I just heard that Juna here got into an 'accident' with Kurt."

"W-wh—", Juna started blushing.

I knew it, she's probably going to imply this is Juna's 'declaration of war'. Hah! You amateur! It's too early for that. That sort of conversation between the main tsundere heroine and losing childhood friend heroine usually happens near the climax of the story.

Musse continues, hamming her voice up, "…and so having her flames of romance evoked by the accident, she now comes to the girl closest to the target of her affection, boldly making her intentions known to her rival."

"No! I-it's not like that, okay?"

"You read too many of your garbage romance novels."

Juna and I replied in sync.

Musse looks between the two of us before settling at Juna and smiling slyly, "Oh…? It's not about Kurt then…?"

"No! W-well…actually yes, but not what you're imagining!", Juna stuttered.

Oh, it is about Kurt? Well, I was thinking of asking her why she's still really awkward around him, so it actually works out nicely.

Musse puts her hands on her cheeks, acting flustered, "Ah…such drama. I am drawn to Juna's passionate love, but I am also Jessica's friend. What shall I do? However, I will strive to be a fair arbiter, so go on you two. Speak to your heart's content!"

"I TOLD YOU IT'S NOT LIKE THAT!", Juna yelled at Musse in embarrassment.

I sigh, "Calm down, Juna. She's just fooling around. The more you act like that, the more you provoke Musse's antics."

"I..But..she's…", Juna spluttered

Musse laughed, "My apologies, Juna. However, your reaction is simply too cute for me to pass up the chance."

Juna draws a deep breath and looks at me, "When you say that your roommate is a difficult one, I didn't think it was something like this."

I nod and reply sardonically, "Indeed, feel free to offer your condolences and sympathies."

Musse mocks glare at me, "You've been gossiping about me? That's mean! Maybe I'll tell Juna some of the stories I heard about you."

I sigh and look at Juna, "Perhaps we should move this conversation to your room. She will just derail our conversation otherwise."

Juna nods, "Yeah sure, let's go."

"Oh, all right, I'll stop…But maybe you should consider having me there, Juna? I might prove useful.", Musse conceded from her bed.

Juna looks at her skeptically, "Useful how?"

"Well, you see…you want to ask Jessica about advice concerning Kurt right? While Jessica knows Kurt best out of everyone on the branch campus, her approach might not work for you who is not that close to him. So…wouldn't a third perspective whose relationship to Kurt is more similar to yours be helpful?" Musse replied, making sure to emphasize 'not that close to him' to appease Juna.

Juna looks at me

"It's your choice.", I replied.

Musse is highly likely to be part of the main cast, so they'll interact sooner or later anyway…She probably just thinks this is amusing and wants in on the fun, though.

Juna sighs, "Fine…but you better stop with the teasing!"

"Don't worry, I'll be good.", Musse replied excitedly, nodding her head.

Juna goes over to my bed and sits down.

"So…well, honestly I just want to ask how to apologize to him about what happened in our orienteering exercise."

I look at Juna, "You haven't apologized? It's been two weeks."

She grimaces, "Ugh…I know. It's just…it's hard! Every time I want to apologize, I just don't know how to bring it up."

This damn tsundere heroine! It's been two weeks, what the heck!

Well, at least they still talk to each other awkwardly, imagine if the main heroine actively avoids the main protagonists for two weeks, refuses to talk at all, and acts antagonistically for what is essentially her fault. Tsundere is already somewhat of a controversial archetype, if they present the main heroine like that, people will riot.

"But you apologized to me on the first day.", I replied in a deadpan.

Juna sends me an exasperated look, "Oh come on, we're both girls, it's different. Besides, with Kurt I slapped him after the…uh…the, you know…"

Musse smiles cheekily, "After you gave him quite the view of your breasts…?"

"I thought you were done teasing!"

"But I was just confirming if I understand the sequence of events correctly.", Musse said as she tries to play it off.

Juna started to massage her forehead, "Ugh…I'm starting to regret including you in this conversation."

I sigh, "I don't…really know what to tell you. I think if you just approached him in the manner you handle my apology, you'll be fine. He's not one to hold a grudge."

Musse nods, "I don't know how you apologized to Jessica, but yes I have to agree that from what I see, Kurt doesn't hold a grudge so any polite apology would do."

I give Musse an unimpressed look, "I thought you were here to offer an alternative approach to mine because my approach might not be applicable?"

Musse shrugs, "I was thinking that it's something more complicated. As it turns out, it's just Juna being shy."

"Hey!"

I look at Juna, "I'm afraid that I have to concur with Musse on that matter."

Juna groans, "Why are you two suddenly teaming up on me?"

"Listen Juna. I know that both of you ultimately have the responsibility to de-escalate. But you do realize you were the instigator, right? Besides, Kurt has been trying to amends in the past two weeks, hasn't he?", I replied.

Well, Kurt was making amends because of me, but she doesn't need to know that.

Juna fidgets nervously, "Well…I know, I probably shouldn't have slapped him."

I shake my head, "Not just for slapping him. Now that I think about it, if there was anything truly insulting to Kurt that day, it was probably you belittling his swordsmanship."

Juna looks confused, "Huh? Oh. Uh…when I called you guys' weapons older than the great collapse? That was such an off-hand comment though."

I shake my head, "To you maybe. However, you have to understand that to us noble of martial lineage, our martial arts are more than simply a tool to defend ourselves. It's something we inherited from our forefathers, refined from generation to generation. In the Empire, it is the pride as well as the obligation of our family to study, master, and bring our family's brand of martial arts to new heights."

Musse adds from her bed, "Yes. I know it can be quite weird looking as a citizen of Crossbell that doesn't have Erebonia martial traditions, but we Erebonians took our martial arts quite seriously, even soldiers without formal martial arts backgrounds are required to learn the Hundred-Form Military Combat in the army...Actually, it's also in our curriculum if you've read it."

"W-wait, it's that serious?", Juna asked

Musse nods, "What you were saying is that you're basically calling it obsolete, meaning all the attempts of their ancestor and themselves to refine and bring their techniques to new heights are a fool's endeavor."

Juna then looks at me nervously, "Uh…I…umm…I'm sorry. I didn't know it was that important. I mean, I like practicing tonfa techniques, but if people were to say something like that to me, I wouldn't really think twice about it."

I smile at Juna to reassure her, "It's fine. As Musse said, it's understandable for people outside of Erebonia to not grasp the importance of our martial arts. For Kurt though, his family's dual sword style is very important to him, even for martial nobles standards."

Because to him, due to having a different appearance and having been born as the result of a second marriage, the Vander sword style is something that he latches on to in order to feel he belongs and is connected to his family, even if it's not the greatsword style the Vanders are known for.

"Even for martial nobles standard? Why?", Juna asked inquisitively.

I pause for a bit to consider how to answer.

"You should ask Kurt yourself, it's not proper for me to disclose it without his say-so. Though, don't tell him that it was on my behest if you would."

There you go, I don't feel right just spilling his insecurities, but I could still do my role as the childhood friend heroine by nudging the main heroine in the right direction.

"…I see. Thanks.", Juna said after mulling it over for a bit.

Musse claps her hand, "Well, now that we settle that...Juna, do you want to hear some stories I heard about Jessica? It's only fair since she gossiped about me to you."

I shrug, "There are no stories about me. Except about the civil war, and Juna already knows the gist of it."

Musse winks, "Oh, I'm not talking about the Snow Princess stories…it's something else."

"Oh, something else?", Juna asked.

Musse smirked, "Are you interested?"

Juna looks at me, "Umm…"

"Sure. I don't know of any embarrassing stories or rumors about myself. If there are any, I would like to hear it so I can take steps to rectify it.", I said nonchalantly

She then turns to Musse, "In that case…sure."

Musse smiles, "Then, have you heard about the bad blood between Kurt and the Crown Prince over Jessica?"

"H-huh?!"

"There was no such rumor until you made it up just now.", I replied calmly

Musse pouts, "Aww…you got me."

"Ye-yeah, I thought that was too much like something out of a romance novel.", Juna said in response.

"Oh, then what about…"

The rest of the night ended up with Musse telling some wild tales about me, with Juna and I trying to determine which one she just made up and which one people are actually saying.

There were some interesting ones like,

'Jessica Schleiden has a father complex and will only date men stronger than her father'

'Jessica Schleiden is in a polyamory relationship with Princess Alfin and Elise Schwarzer'

'Jessica Schleiden is assaulted by Kurt's fangirls daily, of whom she promptly killed and hid the bodies'

'Jessica Schleiden and the Ashen Chevalier are in a passionate relationship after they consummated their love during the civil war, and the reason she is no longer the princess's bodyguard is out of jealousy from Princess Alfin'

And several others relating to my love life. In the end, I am sure that these are just the overactive imagination of St. Astraia students.

Juna eventually returned to her room just before curfew. Leaving Musse and me to finish the extra credit question which proves to be easy enough with Musse's help.

After I woke up the next day, I went through my morning routine as usual. Grabbed my spear, and went down to the training hall to practice, Kurt was running later than usual, so we only sparred for a bit before I excuse myself to shower. I decided not to tell him about my conversation with Juna last night, if I said something and she apologizes shortly after, he might get suspicious. After that, I grabbed breakfast and went straight to the academy.

As usual, I'm the first to arrive in the class, probably even in the academy.

I open up my notebook and decide to spend the time until bell to recheck my homework, especially the calculation for the extra credit question.

Due to our small class size, we have lessons with other classes, and so as time passes several other students enter the classroom. The first period is math, which we have with Class IX.

"Oh, are you doing the extra credit question?"

I look up to see a girl with platinum hair and wearing glasses.

I nod, "That's right. Have you tried it yourself?"

If she has, then we could compare answers.

She nods back, "Yes, I almost skipped it but my roommate manage to figure it out and we did it together. Oh, I don't think we've introduced ourselves properly, I'm Louise Wagner."

"Jessica Schleiden, it's a pleasure to meet you, Louise."

She smiles, "Ah, you don't have to be so formal. Though…I guess you're a noble so you're just used to speaking that way huh?"

"That is the case, I'm afraid." I gave her an apologetic smile.

Louise shakes her head, "That's fine, I'm from Remiferia we also still have nobles. So I understand"

Remiferia. It's a principality in the northern part of Zemuria, after the annexation of North Ambria, the principality as well as its eastern neighbor the Ored State are pretty much the only sovereign nations left north of the Empire.

I smile at Louise, "Oh? I'm actually interested in visiting Remiferia, though I haven't had the chance to."

Remieferia is the most advanced nation in medical technology, which is how they are able to enjoy an amicable relationship with Erebonia through exports of advanced medical equipment Erebonia is unable to produce, as well as sending their doctors to work in the Empire. I've been wanting to visit to compare it with Earth's medical knowledge, but I haven't been able to.

"Really? Well, if you're ever in Remiferia, I'd be happy to show you around. Oh, by the way. Should we compare our answers?", Louise replied

I nod, "Yes. I think that would be great."

"All right, hold on a moment."

Louise then turns around and waves to the blonde-haired girl that was with the professor during the keep trial.

I think her name is…Tita? I noticed her but we haven't had the chance to speak. I know that aside from the regular classes she also has a direct apprenticeship with Professor Schmidt, though I know little else.

"Tita! I found someone who did Instructor Michael's extra credit question, we're going to compare answers."

"Oh! Coming!"

So her name is indeed Tita. Good to know.

"Hello…oh! You're in Class VII. We haven't had the chance to talk after the keep trial huh? I'm Tita Russell.", Tita said after she reached my desk.

"I'm Jessica Schleiden. Thank you for your assistance during the keep trial."

Tita smiles bashfully, "Ehehe…You're welcome, sorry I can't do more to stop the professor from going overboard."

I give her a resigned smile, "Don't worry about it. From what I've seen of the professor nothing short of Aidios herself could stop him. I do appreciate your effort, though."

"The keep trial?", Louise asked in confusion.

Tita answers her, "That was Class VII orienteering exercise, it's a bit of a long story."

She then turns to me, "Oh, by the way. What you did to the Magic Knight at the end was so cool! It looks really different from what I saw a bracer did with his spear."

I nod respectfully at her praise, "Thank you. I'm not sure how I compare to the bracer you know, but even being compared favorably to a bracer is an honor."

The Bracer Guild is essentially the adventurer guild you usually see in JRPGs. They are an international NGO that kills monsters and accepts requests from looking for a lost cat to resolving a diplomatic incident, their main purpose is the protection of civilians.

They have reputation for being really strict in rank progression and training, which resulted in many strong people under their employ. Hence, why I'm happy to be compared to one.

Tita smiles at me, "I don't really understand martial arts, so I don't know how to compare it. But I'm sure Kurt would agree that you were great!"

"Kurt?"

"Oh sorry, you have a Kurt in your class too right? I was talking about the Bracer, his name is Kurt too. Kurt Nardin, A-rank bracer." Tita smiles sheepishly.

I smile at her, "I'm flattered that you would compare me to an A-rank bracer, but I am sure that I'm not there yet."

I mentioned the strict rank progression earlier, this is especially true for reaching A-rank, as reportedly there are only around 20 A-rank bracers in the continent. The only rank higher than that in the guild is the informal S-rank held by only a handful of bracers, who are among the strongest people in the entire world.

So yeah, I'm good but there is no way I'm in the same power level class as an A-rank bracer.

Tita then notices Louise who was just listening to the two of us, "Oh, sorry Louise. I didn't mean to keep you out of the conversation."

"Yes, my apologies.", I added

Louise shakes her head, "No, no. I was just enjoying listening to the two of you. I'd like to see the cool thing Tita said earlier."

I nod, "If the occasion arises…In any case, shall we compare answers?"

After that, we compared our answers and both of us came to the same conclusion.

So the velocity ends up as 392 a/s, which translates to the capability of the Y-45 series long-distance cannon according to Musse, which Tita agreed with…yeah the calculations seem correct.

We were about to move on to the next question when my ARCUS rings.

I take it out and open it to find the caller id as 'Altina'

Huh, Altina? That's…peculiar.

I look apologetically to Tita and Louise, "Excuse me for a moment."

I then answer the call.

"Jessica, are you in class already?", Altina's face on the display asked

I nod, "I am. What seems to be the problem?"

Altina replied, "I am reporting to you that Kurt and Juna's relationship has progressed."

Oh, I guess Juna managed to apologize? No, wait.

"…and you're reporting this to me because?"

"According to my superior as I made my routine report this morning, the situation between Kurt, Juna, and yourself is what he calls 'Love Triangle', and the proper response I should take as a comrade is to support both sides equally. Therefore, I'm making this report to inform you. I also recommend to join us in our morning walk to the academy so you may not fall behind.", Altina replies dryly as if she's delivering an inventory report

What. Did she seriously just tell me that a higher-up in the intelligence division just ask his agent to be involved in what he perceives as a love triangle? He has got to be trolling Altina, right?

"…And this superior of yours is?"

"Major Lechter Arundel, I believe the two of you were briefly acquainted during the civil war."

Major Lechter? One of the Chancellor's close confidants? Well...acquainted is a strong word. He just made a call to the Courageous, and I was among the people attending the call, though he was still a captain back then.

Is he that type of character? I dunno, didn't get to speak to him much. He was busy in Crossbell during the civil war as I understand it, so I guess he was helping the SSS? Anyway, I guess he could be the trolling type.

"Altina, what are you doing back there?", my ARCUS picks up Juna's voice calling out to Altina

"My apologies, Jessica. It appears I am unable to maintain being covert.", Altina said soon after.

Juna gets herself onto the screen, "Wait, are you talking to Jessica?"

I decide to tease her a bit, "Morning, Juna. Altina told me that your relationship with Kurt has progressed. I suppose congratulations are in order."

Juna turns to look at Altina, "What?! Altina, why'd you even tell her that?!"

"Do not worry, Juna. Should Kurt's and Jessica's relationship progresses, I shall tell you as well.", Altina replies to her in a serious tone.

"That is so not the issue here!"

Juna then turns away from the screen to a direction right of her.

"You! This is your fault."

"My fault? You were the one obstinate enough to make a big deal out of your apology", Kurt's voice chimed in from my ARCUS

"Hey! I don't think you of all people can call me obstinate."

"Simply made an observation, that is all."

Kurt and Juna are bickering as usual, but the tone is lighter and almost teasing.

Altina moves the camera so it captures their bickering, and then adds, "As you can see. This is an exhibit of their current relationships, hence my earlier recommendation. Aside from the matters we discussed earlier, I also do not want to be the 'third wheel'. Therefore, I shall reiterate my recommendation for you to join us."

"…Was Major Lechter also the one that told you about the term 'third wheel'?"

"That is correct."

Yeah…Major Lechter has got to be trolling Altina.

I guess I might as well confirm the Kurt-Juna route development in person

"Very well, I'll go to the academy gates. We'll rendezvous there and walk to class together. However, I think you misunderstood the situation between Juna, Kurt, and me. Well…we may discuss that at a later time."

"…? Affirmative", Altina replied somewhat confusedly, before ending the call.

I apologize to Louise and Tita and go to the gate.

As soon as I approach the gate I see them talking to…the blonde-haired guy looking like a punk.

He's…Ash Carbide from Class VIII I think.

As I approach them, I notice that the situation seems somewhat tense.

"…a little kid that's clearly too young to be here, some rich pretty boy with fancy hair."

…Is Ash trying to pick a fight by attempting to roast them?

Ash then looks at Juna, "Oh, and a loud, unruly foreigner from some sob-story country. Oops, my bad. Not a foreigner anymore, huh?"

Oh shit, Juna's about to go ballistic.

Immediately, after that Ash turns in my direction, "And finally…The Snow Princess! Man, that's such a delicate-sounding title, I betcha they give you that just because you bat those eyelashes prettily."

Excuse me?! You really want to die, don't you?!

Kurt steps forward before Juna and I can get a word in, "All right. We Understand. You're a tough guy."

He pauses and then glares at Ash, "But that's quite enough. If you have more to say, I'd be happy to talk with you further…after school."

…With that timing, it's like he's stepping in to defend Juna and me. Not that Kurt actually thinks about that though…probably. Though, judging from Juna's blush it works.

Ash looks at me and then the blushing Juna, and bursts out laughing, "Heh, not bad Vander! You like 'em hot and cold huh?"

I glare at him

He shrugs, "What, prissy girl? I ain't talking about 'cha and wild filly over there. Just sayin' that Vander probably drinks hot and cold tea."

"Listen here, you—", Juna started

Ash waves her off, "Eh…just messin' around. I don't have a problem with you guys, the one I have business with is…"

"Heehee. I'm so happy to see everyone getting along."

I recognize that annoying faux sweetness anywhere.

I look in the direction of the voice and just as I thought, I found Musse standing there.

She gives us a curtsy, "Good morning to you all, the weather is just splendid, isn't it? But if you spend too much time out here chatting, the bell will ring before you know it."

Ringing bell? That's a lousy attempt at diversionary de-escalation for her.

But apparently, it's enough because Ash leaves soon after. I guess he had enough for the day.

"Heehee, I hope you all have a lovely day, Jessica and Juna, and the rest of Class VII. I'll see you again for the classes we have together.", Musse said, before she went inside the academy.

I turn to the rest of my classmates, "What exactly happened?"

"I don't know! We were just minding our own business when this guy just started insulting us as soon as we arrived at the gate. Ugh! Who let a punk like that enters a military academy?!", Juna answered me with a rant.

"He obviously had some issues with those of us in Class VII.", Kurt added.

"Oh shoot!", Juna suddenly exclaimed from my left

As we were talking, we heard the bell ring. Oh well, guess we need to discuss this more later.

I look at them, "Let's…continue this at a later time, we should start making our way to class."

After a few words of assent from them, we start running to class.

"Do you know if that guy knows the Instructor?", Kurt said as he matched his pace to run alongside me.

"As in Instructor Rean? Not that I know of, I suppose it's possible. Why do you ask?"

"Rather than with us, his issues seems to be with Instructor."

Huh. Curious.

"Why do you say that? I only caught the tail end of that conversation, did he mention Instructor Rean?", I asked him

Kurt ponders the question for a bit before he answers, "Well, he seems to be more interested in Instructor Rean. His insults seem more of a way to rile us up to fish for information. That's my assessment at least."

I nod, "I see."

Well, his design screams main cast enough. Especially with those striking earrings. Maybe the rival character to Kurt?

"By the way, I prefer cold tea."

"I-I'm sorry?" I did a double-take.

Is Kurt actually going for the Jessica route?!

"I don't know why he said that and why you glared at him. But just for the record, I prefer cold tea. I know that hot tea is the traditional pick and that's how you prefer to drink tea, so I follow suit when we're having tea together. But personally, hot tea burns my tongue, so I prefer to add ice cubes when it's just me."

"…"

I decide to ignore Kurt and increase my pace, leaving him behind.

"Jessica? Did I say something wrong?"

I continue to ignore him and catch up to Juna.

Juna looks at me, "Did he seriously just say that?"

I give her a sympathetic look, "You have a rough time ahead, Juna. Best of luck."

"Wha—that's my line!", Juna said from behind me as I increase my pace further.

Goddamnit, Kurt. If you become any denser, you'd start using black holes as your attacks.

Also, what is this blasphemy of preferring cold tea over hot tea?! Shame on you.

A.N. : About Louise. We don't actually have her last name from the game, so I had made up one. Actually besides Jessica all the non-main casts students in branch campus doesn't have last name, which makes Jessica status even in canon more peculiar.

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Kurt Making Black Holes (CSIV)

Chapter Text

A.N. This and last chapter was originally intended to be one chapter, but as I said last time, it was way too long. So got split into two

"…There is one mandatory task for tomorrow's free day. You'll need to choose a club to join.", Instructor Rean said as he stood in front of us during homeroom, the last period of the day, which incidentally, is also the last period for the week.

Clubs huh. I remember joining a bunch of them in High School back on Earth, on top of being the vice-president for the student council.

Kurt interrupts him, "I hadn't thought there would be clubs at a school that was only just founded."

"It was a requirement from the principal herself. She said that as long as we're using the Thors name, the student club is a must.", the Instructor said somewhat exasperatedly.

I raise my hand.

Instructor Rean looks at me and nods, "Yes, Jessica?"

"Would that mean we're founding the clubs? Are there any limitations on the type of clubs we could form, considering some activity would require budgets to procure necessary equipment or supplies?"

He smiles, "Do you already have an idea in mind?"

I shake my head, "Not, really. I would just prefer to know my options first."

Well…I do have some ideas from the clubs I joined back during High School, not sure about founding them though.

Instructor Rean nods, "That's all right. You'll have until tomorrow evening after all. As for the budget, you don't have to worry about it, the budget will be covered by the school. You need two persons at minimum to apply for a club though."

Two persons, that's quite a small number of people. Usually, it's four minimum. But, I guess with the small number of students that makes sense. I guess at worst I could found a literature club, pretty sure I could snag at least one guy who'd want to join that club just to slack off.

"…Oh, and any students who don't join a club will be put on a student council, where they'll work directly under the principal."

Oh? That's interesting.

I always did enjoy my job on the student council.

Yes, job, because unlike what I hear is the case in the US, student councils in Asia—at least my High School—have actual jobs to do.

Obviously, we don't control the world like in some anime, but we do have a decent amount of responsibility. Aside from managing clubs and their budgets, we organize events, and depending on how large the event is, we're also responsible for fundraising which could go as far as drafting a Memorandum of Understanding for sponsorship to companies.

We actually handle a decent amount of money that accusation of embezzlement from your classmates is actually a valid concern that you can have as a student council member. Of course, on the other hand, it also came with a great deal of respect. I remembered that I went from simply 'that straight-A kid' to 'obligatory invitee at every party' simply because I was on the council.

"…Also regarding the new course at the end of the week."

Whoops, I was lost in reminiscing about being on the student council. Honestly, it could be harsh but it's fulfilling work.

"Oh yeah! I forgot about that."

"Panzer Soldat training?"

Instructor Rean nods to answer Juna and Altina, "That's right, the training units have arrived in the hangar. You'll be joining the Combat Tactics students for basic maneuvering lessons."

Oh.

I can't help feeling a bit excited, I mean…It's mech pilot training. I was never the biggest fan of mecha, but still, I could still see the appeal. Honestly, it will probably be the most anime thing I do so far. Spears with ice powers are cool and all, but mech using spears with ice powers? Even cooler.

"Someone's happy.", Kurt remarked from beside me, making me realize that I'm smiling.

"Hmm…? Ah, well, to be honest, I am interested in Panzer Soldat.", I answered somewhat sheepishly.

Instructor Rean turns to me, "Well…You were quite taken with Valimar back in the Courageous."

"Yes, well…I do find Valimar quite aesthetically pleasing, to be honest."

I mean…Valimar's cool OK? Like, really cool. It's a mech but with fewer mechanical parts showing giving it a more majestic and fantasy look.

Instructor Rean chuckles, "Is that so? Well, I'm sure he'll be flattered."

"Flattered? You talk like the Divine Knight is alive. Is it not just a special Soldat?", Kurt asked

"No. Valimar is equipped with sentient artificial intelligence.", Instructor Rean replied, shaking his head.

Juna looks surprised, "Huh, really? The pre-Great Collapse civilizations really are something"

Kurt nods, "Indeed, I'm surprised the Church didn't classify it as an artifact and confiscate it."

Well…after the civil war, the Septian Church did take a look at the three Divine Knights that emerged during that conflict. However, they ultimately declare that it is not an artifact.

Artifacts are a product of the ancient zemurian civilizations prior to the cataclysmic great collapse, which we know little about. The mechanism of Artifacts is beyond our current comprehension, thus using this as justification, the Septian church with agreement from pretty much all nations in zemuria, takes up the responsibility of securing artifacts.

Since the Divine Knights were not declared artifacts, the Empire is allowed to keep all three. All though, currently, there are no suitable pilots found for the Azure Knight and Vermilion Knight. The previous pilot of Azure Knight, Crow Armbrust, died in the civil war, while the Vermilion Knight was piloted by Prince Cedric under hypnosis of some sort, I heard he was unable to replicate the feat afterward.

"…In any case, Panzer Soldat training will begin on Monday next week, please read through the manuals before the first lesson."

I've already read it Instructor, but sure. I'll read it over sometime before the first lesson.

Instructor Rean continues, "The next thing I would like to remind you is that the special lesson would also start next week."

"Special lessons, I was curious about those."

I mean…who wouldn't, Juna? It's so mysterious that it's actually just written as 'special lessons' in our curriculum.

"There's likely no point in us asking about them now, is there?", Kurt added, throwing a suspicious look at Instructor Rean.

The Instructor gives us an apologetic look, "Sorry, but not even us instructors have been filled in on it."

"That seems quite unconventional, not to mention highly unprofessional.", I said

Instructor Rean nods, "Well…I know how you feel, but that's how it is, unfortunately. In any case, just focus on tomorrow first. Think of it as a day to spread your wings and lift your spirits."

He then turns to Altina, "That concludes homeroom. Can I have you lead the class here, Altina?"

"Understood.", Altina said as she stands up and lead us for the customary greetings and farewells.

After the class is over, Kurt invited me to practice together, but I declined. He can have fun practicing alone and drinking his cold tea afterward. So I decided to swing by the cafeteria to get some food instead.

"…And then the idiot actually said, 'By the way, I prefer cold tea.' As in literal tea with a straight face."

"…This is Lloyd's situation all over again. Why do you girls like dense guys that much?! Come on!"

"What?! I don't like him that way, Randy!"

It's Juna and Instructor Randolph, the red-haired homeroom teacher for Class VIII sitting at one of the tables.

Juna notices me, "Oh, Jessica! You're not heading back yet?"

I approach their table, "Good evening, Juna, Instructor Randolph. I'm about to have some food before heading back."

"You're in Junie's class, right? Why don't you sit with us?", Instructor Randolph said cheerily as he gestured at the empty seat beside Juna.

Junie? Oh, I see. They mentioned Lloyd earlier, and Instructor Randolph does have that main character look, guess he was a party member for the SSS games.

I nod, "Then I'll take you up on that offer. I'll be back promptly after I finished ordering my food."

After that, I go to the counter and order the special of the day, which is a chunky potato salad. I pick it up using a tray and go back to Juna's and Instructor Randolph's table.

Juna notices my food, "Oh, you're eating today's special? It's good, but I'd make it a bit different if it were me."

"Oh? How would you make it?"

"I'd stuff it into a croquette and make it crunchy…"

Juna then went on to explain how she would make it into a croquette instead, and how the crunchy texture would make a fun eating experience and goes well with the chunkiness of the potato.

…I'm honestly surprised that she seems to can cook really well.

"Hey, what's with that look?!", Juna said as she looked at me with suspicion.

"Ah, it's nothing. I was simply surprised that you're very knowledgeable about cooking. Honestly, I'm quite impressed.", I answered attempting to placate her

Instructor Randolph chuckles, "I know right? She may act like a tomboy, but she's unexpectedly good at these kinds of things, you know she's also good at sewing?"

…Really? Well, I guess she has to channel her dere side somewhere. Better remember this to progress the Kurt-Juna ship along.

Juna glares at Instructor Randolph, "What do you mean unexpected? And that tomboy part was unnecessary, Randy!"

Instructor Randolph waves his hand dismissively, "It's fine, Junie. It's fine, nothing's wrong with that."

He then looks at me, "By the way, feel free to also call me Randy outside of class."

"Then…Instructor Randy."

Call me pedantic, but just calling an Instructor by his name just doesn't sound right to me. Even before I got reincarnated the culture I grew up in emphasizes formality quite a bit and being reborn as a noblewoman doesn't help the matter.

"Yeesh! You're quite a formal one aren't you?", Instructor Randy remarked.

He then turns to Juna, "Reminds you a bit of Mademois-Elie, huh?"

Mademois-who now?

Juna looks at me for a bit, "…Nah. Elie is formal.."

Elie? Is that who Mademois-Elie is? Wow, Instructor Randy sucks at nicknames.

"…but she's really kind and warm. This one is a bit difficult.", Juna finished, giving me a teasing look.

"I see, difficult is it? I'll remember that the next time you encounter difficult homework."

"Sorry. Shutting up now."

Hah! A good riposte, if I do say so myself.

"Haha, I see you two are getting along really well.", Instructor Randy said as he looked at us.

Juna and I look at each other awkwardly. Uh…I guess relatively we got along well now compared to how we started?

Instructor Randy looks confused, "Uh…Am I missing something? Wait! I was joking earlier when we were talking about the Vander kid, but are the three of you really—"

Juna cuts him off immediately, "No! We are not!"

Instructor Randy ignores her and sighs dramatically, "Argh! Damnit! This really is just like with Lloyd! Curse you, clueless chick-magnets, oh how sad for the rest of us living under your tyranny."

"uh…maybe I should go extra hard on the kid during combat training, we'll call it the clueless chick-magnet tax.", Instructor Randy nodded along as he ponders the idea while Juna is trying to convince him otherwise

…I guess Instructor Randy was the bro character in the SSS games to Lloyd's protagonist?

Usually, I'd point out that him singling Kurt is unprofessional, but meh, Kurt deserves it for that cold tea comment. Sorry Kurt, have fun with Instructor Randy's extra harder combat training…though that stupidly earnest sword-brain probably wouldn't mind.

Juna is now looking at me for support.

What? This is her fault. Maybe if she doesn't get so flustered every time and shrugs it off like me, people wouldn't put too much stock on the love triangle claim.

"ugh…Please don't tell me the Ashen Chevalier is also one because he totally got the vibes of one when came by earlier!"

"Jessica…?! You say something too, come on!"

…Well fine. I guess I could try changing the subject. There's something I want to confirm, anyway.

"Excuse me, Instructor Randy? You seem to know Juna quite well, were you also part of the SSS?"

Instructor Randy seems surprised by my question, "Huh, Junie told you about the SSS?"

"Huh?! Am I not supposed to?", Juna said as she starts panicking

Instructor Randy waves her off, "Eh…it's fine. Not like I'm keeping it secret or anything. Just surprised that you opened up that much to her is all."

"Yeah, well…", Juna started

Instructor Randy cuts her off, "Like I said, 'sfine. No big deal."

He then looks at me, "Anyway, yeah, I was with the SSS. Though before that, I was with the Crossbell Guardian Force, that's our militia before…well…Anyway, you probably already know but Junie here interned at our office for a bit doing a desk job. She's kinda like a little sister to the rest of us in SSS."

Hmm…so he was an army officer that transferred into the police force, huh? Interesting.

I nod, "I see, I did notice that you tend to use your own experience as a frame of reference when teaching. Are those from your days in the Guardian Force?"

"Well…Some. But most of them are from before that when I was a Jaeger, actually.", He answered somewhat awkwardly.

"Uh…Is it all right for you to tell me that?"

Only the most elites of the mercenary corps are called jaegers. Of course, being an elite mercenary corps also carries some stigma, among the Erebonian nobility they're even known as grim reapers. So I'm surprised he admitted being an ex-Jaeger.

Instructor Randy laughs, "Eh, like with the SSS bit, I'm not hiding it or anything. I used to feel a bit self-conscious about it, but after everything that went down when I was in the SSS, feels silly to worry about that kind of thing."

…That's a character arc progression if I ever heard one. I wonder which Jaeger corps he was a part of. He's…what, in the mid-twenties right now? If he was with the CGF before the SSS, and the Jaeger days were even before that, he must've been really young.

I guess it shouldn't be a surprise. One of the old Class VII, Fie Claussell AKA Sylphid, was also a child soldier in a jaeger corps before quitting and ending up in Thors.

Instructor Randy seems to misunderstand my silence however, "Uh…Look, don't worry. I'm an ex-jaeger, but—"

I shake my head, "Oh no, it's quite all right. I just remembered that there was also an ex-jaeger that graduated from the main campus in Instructor Rean's class."

Instructor Randy nods, "Oh, Sylphid right? I did hear she ended up in a military academy after quitting the jaeger business."

"Eh, really? How old was she, if she works as a jaeger before going to Thors?", Juna asked.

I turn to Juna, "About our age, I think. She was a bit younger than the rest of her class."

"Huh?! Wait, then she was a jaeger since at least 16 ish?", Juna exclaimed in surprise.

Instructor Randy answers her, "Nah, I think she started when she was about ten."

"T-Ten?!"

Instructor Randy grimaces, "Yeah…not a pretty sight to see, even as a jaeger myself. I heard the boss of her corps found her wandering around the battlefield and adopted her. But, well…living with a jaeger corps, there's really only one way you can go from there."

"That's…", Juna said, seemingly unable to find the right words.

Yeah. I don't know if it's because this world is real now or it's actually just a major part even when it was a game—though given Fie, Altina, and now Instructor Randy, it's probably the latter—but for a world that's being governed by anime tropes and genre trappings, there are quite a lot of dark elements lying underneath. I mean…there are dark animes but usually, it's not what you think of when seeing harem romcom tropes being presented explicitly.

I look at Instructor Randy, "You seem to know Fie quite well, Instructor. Were you acquainted when both of you were jaegers?"

"In a sense. She was in Zephyr and I was in the Red Constellation, we were the two strongest jaeger groups around, so we were rivals in a lot of jobs. So yeah, I see her from time to time, never actually talked to her though.", he answered

"You were with the Red Constellation? But wait, didn't Zephyr and Red Constellation…", I started.

Instructor Randy grimaces again,"…yeah, I already quit at the time, but they had this big fight about three years ago. Both of the bosses ended up killing each other."

Juna interjects, "Wait, Randy…wasn't that…?"

"…my old man, yeah. My uncle took over the corps after that.", Instructor Randy said, somberly.

I guess a mercenary father is still a father huh?

Instructor Randy continues after a short moment of silence, "Yeah, being a jaeger is quite the sordid affair. Anyway, sorry for making it awkward. Uh…let's talk about something else."

He then looks between Juna and me, "Okay! Let's talk about this love triangle thing between you. Let Big Bro Randy helps you out with love advice!"

"Randy!"

The rest of my lunch ended up with Instructor Randy trying to grill us for details while he occasionally curses the clueless chick-magnets of the world and something about 'damn you Lloyd and your innocent cute little brother appeal that is irresistible to the ladies.'

Juna tries to convince him otherwise to no avail. As for me, I just stay silent and occasionally nod to some of Juna's statements while calmly explaining that there is no such thing happening…on my side anyway.

If you just act disinterested and nonchalant, the rumor will stop eventually. Either because people stop putting stock in it or they got bored of it since you don't give them the reactions they are looking for.

Yep, this is the best way to handle it.

 After I finished my lunch, I parted ways with Juna and Instructor Randy and started to head to the dorm.

As I was nearing the academy's gate, however, I saw instructor Rean talking with my green-haired roommate.

"I've always thought it would make me so happy if I could...get to know you better."

Instructor Rean looks…really uncomfortable as Musse said that.

…Is this girl trying to flirt with Instructor Rean?

I decide to interfere.

"Musse, I think Instructor Towa was calling for you earlier."

Don't worry, I got your back Instructor Rean.

When I was a doctor we had a rule of thumb, 'as male doctors if you're examining a female patient always have a female nurse along for insurance, and for the love of God! Never get in a room alone with female patients!'.

So I know how much it sucks to toe around a possible sexual harassment suit, so yeah I can empathize with Instructor here feeling uncomfortable because he could get fired.

Musse looks at me skeptically, "Oh really…? Or maybe…"

Her eyes glint mischievously, "…You want to be alone with the Instructor? Oh my, was the rumor true after all? Ah…Poor Kurt, he cannot compete with a national hero."

I just continue to stare unimpressed at Musse, not giving her the reaction she wants.

"W-wait, what rumor?", Instructor Rean spluttered

But apparently, Instructor Rean did. Damn it, Instructor!

Musse smiles, acting innocent, "Oh…you know. The rumors about you and the old Class VII, and your sister, even the princess…oh, and yes, Jessica too."

"I'm sorry…what?", Instructor Rean said, now looking extremely uncomfortable and flabbergasted

Musse laughs, "Teehee, I'd love to tell you all of the steamy details, but…apparently 'Instructor Towa was calling me,' so I'll take my leave here. Jessica can fill you in."

She winks at us before leaving.

An awkward silence pass before Instructor Rean speaks, "Uh…so…are you heading back?"

I nod, "I am, are you done with your rounds as well, Instructor?"

"I am. Should we head back together?", he said giving me a smile.

"Yes, if you don't mind."

Finally, I can now ask why he's somewhat jobbing.

"Let's go then."

The two of us then leave the campus ground and start going back to the dorm.

After a bit of walking, I decided to start asking the questions.

"Instructor, may I ask something?"

"Of course, Jessica, is it about the clubs?"

I shake my head, "No…it's about the last fight during the keep trial."

"…"

Instructor Rean looks like a deer caught in the headlights.

I press on, "You were…not using any of your advanced techniques, right? Such as techniques from your Second Form: Gale and Third Form: Karmic Flames."

"Ah…I guess you would've noticed huh?", he said nervously.

I nod, "Yes, I thought you were just holding back so it could be a learning experience for us at first, but…after I was hit, considering your typical comportment of being overprotective, I can't imagine you would risk Juna and Kurt being hit as well."

"…You're right. I should've done better.", Instructor Rean said looking extremely guilty.

…Damn it, now I feel bad.

"D-don't get the wrong impression, Instructor. I still think you did extremely well as an Instructor. There are extenuating reasons that make you unable to use your full power, right?"

He nods, "I suppose you can say that, yes."

I smile to reassure him, "In that case, considering the circumstances, I think you did well in guiding us."

He looks surprised, before smiling back at me, "…Thank you, Jessica."

You've gone through your main story, and now is the mentor character and yet you're still having these sorts of insecurities huh?...Man, poor Alisa, dating this guy seems to be going to require some high maintenance.

We continue walking together in comfortable silence for a bit before I decide to question him further

"…May I know why you are unable to use your full strength?"

Instructor Rean stops walking.

He then looks at me and seems to be having an internal debate.

"Instructor…?

He finally nods

"Yeah…considering it's you. I think you deserve to know.", he said with a mix of guilt…and fear?

"Instructor, what—"

"I can't control it anymore."

What.

It as in…

Instructor Rean grimaces, "Right now…I can't control my ogre form. I can feel it bubbling just beneath the surface, if I go all out…it'll break free."

I feel a sharp pain in my chest—no, calm down. It's just psychogenic pain, not real.

"…But…didn't you…Didn't you manage to control it after we escaped from the Pentagruel?"

Instructor Rean shakes his head, "After the Northern War…I can no longer control it. I think…I think it grew even more powerful to the point I can't suppress it as well anymore."

"Jessica!"

"Rean! Stop!"

I fell down, the cold snow on my back did not even register as the pain overwhelmed my entire sense.

"H-hold on! ARCUS Activate!"

I shake my head, trying to get rid of the memory.

"Jessica?", Instructor Rean reaches out to me

And I instinctively pull myself back in recoil. It was then that I notice my hands are trembling.

Wait. Shit.

I look up at Instructor Rean.

He's looking at me with a horrified expression.

We look at each other for a moment, unsure of what to say, before Instructor Rean breaks the silence.

"I…I'm sorry. I should go.", He said as he starts turning his back on me, ready to leave.

"Instructor, wait!"

I…damn it. It's not his fault, I shouldn't….I shouldn't have done that.

Instructor Rean turns back, but he's avoiding looking at me, unwilling to look me in the eyes.

I take a deep breath and glance toward the fountain with a bench surrounding it.

"Let's…Let's sit down for a bit."

"No, Jessica, it's fine. You don't need to force yourself."

I shake my head, ignoring him and sitting down on the bench.

I then stare at him.

"…"

"…"

After a few moments, he sighs and sits beside me.

"Jessica, listen, I…", Instructor Rean started

"Instructor about earl—"

He cuts me off, "I-I know I probably shouldn't have you in my class…"

"Instructor, please listen—"

"Maybe you're right, you should transfer. I'll talk to—"

"Instructor Rean! Please shut up and listen!"

He stops, his face shocked.

I look at Instructor Rean straight in the eyes, "It's not your fault. We've established that, didn't we?"

He looks away, "…You were just trying to keep Elise safe. And I…I…"

"You weren't in control of yourself.", I finished for him.

"That's not an excuse! You almost…"

I cut him off, "But I didn't…And you're right. It isn't an excuse. An excuse implies that you had control of your faculties and that you have some reasonings that justify your actions. But you weren't…so there is no room for excuses, rather it shouldn't even factor into this discussion. It was an accident."

Instructor Rean shakes his head, "I shouldn't…I shouldn't have lost control."

I sigh, "Instructor, you just watched your father gunned down, lying bloodied on the ground. Anyone who has an amicable relationship with their father would have lost it. If…if it were me, I know I would."

Instructor Rean clenches his fists, "Even so, the fact doesn't change that I cut you down!"

…This stubborn bastard.

"…I…I still struck you down, and for what? For trying to keep Elise—"

"…shut up"

Instructor Rean looks at me, "Huh?"

"Shut up, Rean!", I reverted to just calling his name without realizing it.

"Jessica?"

I glare at him, "I thought I told you to shut up?! Now shut up and listen! It's an accident, by definition that means no one was at fault, including you!"

I'm pretty sure I saw some of the students in the near vicinity looking at us…Ah, screw it, too late.

"If it were anyone else you'd have forgiven them in an instant, wouldn't you?! Crow Armbrust was the leader of a terrorist organization that was responsible for many deaths! And yet, you—you—"

"Wait a minute! Why are you bringing Crow into this?"

I take a deep breath, "Because you are being hypocritical. You…you said that you wanted to bring back Crow so he can go back to the academy and graduate. I know that…that it's just something you say to yourselves to keep your hopes up. But…if you can still hope for a happy ending for him, then…"

My eyes feel hot, and my breath hitched in my throat. I realized I was crying…damn it, isn't this supposed to be Alisa's job? Or Laura, or whoever!

"Jessica?"

Ah…I've come too far now. Screw it.

I look at Instructor Rean in the eyes, "…if you can still hope for a happy ending for Crow…then why won't you give yourself the same courtesy? You…you're always like this. You wanted Crow to be happy, when we captured his confidant S you pitied her, you cried when his other confidant V died. You…you even feel bad for the former Duke Albarea who sent jaegers to your hometown didn't you?"

"Well…I…"

"If you can have compassion for all of those people, then you should have at least a fraction of it for yourself. You…you are a much better person than all of them, and yet you refuse to forgive yourself when you could do it for all those people."

Instructor Rean looks away, "I…I'm not..."

"You are. I am not saying you are a paragon of virtues and they are simply wretched criminals. They have reasons to do what they did. Unlike you, I don't think of them as having any grounds for justification, but I admit that they have their reasons. However, it is unthinkable to me that they would have the amount of compassion towards their enemy that you showed towards them."

I shake my head, "No. In fact, not having that compassion is what led them down the path they've gone through, wouldn't you say? However, you're different. When you arrested former Duke Albarea, you could've demanded justice for what happened to your hometown, not to mention Celdic, I doubt Jusis despite being his son would object. Can you imagine any of those people you feel compassion for would do the same?"

"That's…"

I stand up before he can finish, move in front of him and force him to look at my face. The face that is now wet with tears.

"I…", He looks stunned.

"…So please, if you can have compassion for all those people, then all the more reasons for you to forgive yourself, who has the capacity for extraordinary kindness."

"…"

Instructor Rean was silent for a few moments, and throughout the silence I keep eye contact with him, staring him straight in the eyes.

Finally, he nods, "Thank you, Jessica."

"I…don't know if I would be able to do that just yet, but if even my student was scolding me like that, I must've been really pathetic, huh?", he continued with a small smile.

"Just a bit.", I smiled back at him

Instructor Rean takes a deep breath, "Then…I guess I just have to try."

His voice was noticeably lighter as he said that.

I smile. Heh. Sorry, Instructor Rean's angst but you were just met with one of the strongest forces in this world made to combat you.

The crying heroine's face.

I'm pretty sure that event would set up a few flags normally. But, since Instructor Rean is no longer the protagonist, it doesn't count.

Yep. I'm still safe.

After that conversation, the two of us sat together for a bit more in comfortable silence before deciding to return to the dorm.

"Oh, by the way…", Instructor Rean started on our way back

I look at him, "Yes, Instructor?"

"What was that rumor Musse was talking about earlier?"

"Ah, that. Merely the overactive imagination of your fangirls, really."

Instructor Rean looks embarrassed at the mention of his fangirls, "Ah…um…But what is the rumor about, exactly?"

"You sure that you wish to know?", I give him a skeptical look.

Instructor Rean seems to be thinking for a bit, before he nods, "I'd like to know…I think."

Well then. At least this can help to keep his mind off our earlier conversation.

"Well…the rumor pertains to your relationships with several girls. Namely, as Musse stated the old Class VII, Elise, the princess…and well, me I suppose."

Instructor Rean nods, "Oh, was it something like I'm in a romantic relationship with one of them?"

"Not quite…To be exact, according to the rumor you have a romantic relationship with all of us at the same time, and that each night you'd call on one of us to sleep with depending on your mood. Oh, and of course that the princess plan to marry you so you ascend the throne and have the rest of us as your concubines.", I replied

Instructor Rean blushes, "I—wh—how is that even…?"

"Incidentally, they took the fact that Prince Olivert is fond of your class as proof that he is mentoring the Old Class VII. Specifically, regarding yourself, the rumor claims that Prince Olivert,—who, as you may know, is called the Debaucherous Prince—is passing down his dastardly ways to the Ashen Chevalier", I added.

"…"

"Instructor?"

Instructor Rean starts to massage his temple, "My reputation is in ruins…"

"As I said earlier, most of them are just overactive imagination of your fangirls, such as my classmates back in St. Astraia. You should pay them no heed.", I tried to reassure him.

Instructor Rean sighs, "But that's not all is it?"

"I don't know what you are talking about.", I said looking away.

There is more regarding the two of us, but while I have no issues covering them in detail with Musse and Juna, talking about it with the other person discussed in the rumor is another level of awkwardness.

"Jessica, it's about you and me isn't it?", Instructor Rean aske

Curse you, Eight-Leaves-One-Blade training, making him observant in almost every aspect but romance!

Instructor Rean pats my shoulder, "Look, I know it's going to be awkward. But I need to know so I can help put an end to the rumor. I'd hate for you to be troubled by rumors because of association with the Ashen Chevalier."

I sigh, "It's about you, me, and Princess Alfin."

"Princess Alfin too? Then I really need to put a stop to this for Her High—"

I interrupt him, "Instructor, you know Princess Alfin quite well by now yes? I'm sure you realize that she would find it amusing. In fact, I would not be surprised if she is partly responsible for the origin of the rumor."

"Now that you mention it, I can see it happening." He said as he continues to massage his temple

I nod, "Just so. In any case, the rumor state that the reason I am no longer the princess's bodyguard is that you and I are in a passionate relationship that has been consummated back during the civil war. The princess, however, wants you for herself, hence she dismisses me as her bodyguard out of jealousy."

"There are so many things wrong with that statement that I don't know where to start.", Instructor Rean replied.

"I concur."

"Okay, first of all. How does the consummation part come about? There's hardly enough space in the Courageous for us to have a tryst in private…And please don't tell me the rumor state that we were also exhibitionists, doing it in front of the other crew members", Instructor Rean said as he looks at me in utter disbelief.

I shudder at the mental image, "Fortunately no, it just claims that we did it on the night before the last day of the Civil War. In other words, the night before we liberate Karel Imperial Villa and you stormed the Valflame Palace."

"Well…I mean…we did spend most of the night together, but we were just sparring! Wait, hold on. That was after the celebratory party of us retaking Trista and the main campus, that means...", Instructor Rean started

I nod, "The most likely suspect for the rumor's origin would be your fellow students at Thors Military Academy. Either those of your year or Instructor Towa's year."

"…Rex? Vivi? Maybe Dorothee…Nah, if it were Dorothee I'd be with a guy instead of with Jessica."

The rest of the walk to the dorm was filled with Instructor Rean trying to deduce who start the rumor, with my occasional input from what I know of the students during my time aboard the Courageous.

"…This is no use, we don't have enough information. If only there is an investigation expert I can consult.", Instructor Rean sighs as we reach the dorm

"I think you should drop it, Instructor. The more indignant you are, the more it gives validity to the rumor. The best approach is just to ignore it, maybe even to play along mockingly to show it doesn't bother you at all.", I advised

"…You're probably right. Let's just ignore it.", Instructor Rean conceded in defeat.

I nod, "That would be best."

We enter the dorm together, before I could go upstairs, however, Instructor Rean stopped me.

"Jessica. Here you go.", he procured a small blue book from his pockets and give it to me.

I take it and flip the pages of the book briefly, scanning the pages. It's mostly my student information, class curriculum, school rules, and some blank pages.

"It's your student's handbook.", Instructor Rean clarified

"I see, have you given the others yet?"

He shakes his head, "No. I'm planning to give them theirs later tonight. I'm giving you first because…well, your roommate is Musse right? Considering what happened earlier, I…don't think it's wise for me to enter your room."

I nod, "Excellent foresight, Instructor. You indeed, wouldn't survive an encounter with Musse on her domain."

"Uh…that bad?"

I nod again, "Indubitably…on another note, it wouldn't look good for you to enter the girls' room regardless. Perhaps you should simply hand Juna's and Altina's books to me and I could pass them over."

"Oh…if that's not too much trouble, then sure."

"It is of no trouble, their room is across mine.", I replied

He handed me the books, and I put in in my pockets.

"All right. I'll leave it to you then."

I nod, then start going up the stairs.

"Jessica."

I turn back towards Instructor Rean

He smiles, "Thank you for today."

"You as well, please take care of yourself, Instructor."

"Rean!"

I grabbed the hand of a dark-haired girl, preventing her from rushing to the side of Rean who was now sporting white hair and red eyes, with a feral look in his eyes.

"Jessica! Let me go!"

I grabbed at her hand tighter, "Elise, you need to calm down."

"But Rean—"

I cut her off, "I'm not saying you shouldn't go to his side, but he's clearly not in the right state of mind. You cannot just rush in there."

…During the protagonist's rampaging due to dark power, he'd usually harm someone close to him, and considering anime JRPG tropes almost acts like the law of causality in this world, currently the prime target is…

Elise started to struggle against my hold.

"Let me go! Let me go! I need to—", Elise shrieked, as she's trying to break free from me.

I started to strengthen my hold when suddenly, a flash of white appears in front of us, a sword at his side.

"L..et…Elise go!"

A glint of steel is the last thing I notice before sharp pain assaults all of my senses.

"Jessica!"

"Rean! Stop!"

I fell down, the cold snow on my back did not even register as the pain overwhelmed my entire sense.

"H-hold on! ARCUS Activate!"

Is that…my blood? I thought as a gush of red appears in my vision.

That…too much…Must've hit major arteries…the major arteries around this area is...

Not good…I…can't think straight.

With a flash of blue light, some of the pain started to lighten… healing? Or maybe I'm too far gone and my pain senses have just gone numb.

"Damn it! She's losing too much blood!"

"Toval, what should I do?"

"Hold down on her wound! Apply pressure, we have to stop the bleeding!"

"No, no! I—what did I—"

"Rean! Help me stop the bleeding!"

I don't…everything is starting to darken.

This is how I die the second time? Being cut down by the protagonist in a rampage? What a joke!

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorryI'm sorryI'msorry!"

I managed to look into the eyes of a boy with black hair, crying as he keeps apologizing to me.

"Not…your fault", I managed to weakly say

The boy just cried even more upon hearing me.

It really isn't, this is probably…that shitty god. Punishing me for trying to escape the plot. I can hear him now, 'HAHA! Did you try to escape the plot? You die in a climactic part of the plot instead, isn't that wonderful?"…He'd probably say that.

"Congelo, sanguis / Freeze, Blood."

A mixture of Latin interposed with the common tongue was the last thing I hear before my consciousness went away.

I woke up in cold sweat.

I…haven't had that dream in quite some time now.

I thought…I thought I was fine.

That night, before the liberation of the Karel Imperial Villa, I managed to spar with him in ogre mode, and the next morning, we worked together just fine during battle when he used his ogre mode.

And yet…hearing that Instructor Rean has lost control of his ogre form…it sends a chill down my spine.

My chest hurts.

No, calm down. Psychogenic pain, remember? You've met several patients with this. You'll be fine.

…I'm afraid

If Instructor Rean actually loses control in front of me...

I…

A.N. : What can I say except the old Cold Steel adage of being Rean Schwarzer is suffering. 

Chapter Text

My first thought as I woke up the next morning is that I feel the gentle ray of morning sun hitting my face.

Which, is a somewhat foreign sensation honestly, because I usually wake up before the sun rises. However, I had trouble sleeping last night because of a nightmare, which leads to me waking up much later than usual.

I look around in my room, and it looks like Musse has already left the room.

I open my ARCUS, it's 8.06 AM

Yeah…I haven't woken up at this hour for a long time.

I think back to my nightmare. I definitely haven't gotten over being struck down by Instructor Rean's ogre form.

During the civil war, after I saw him manage to fight using it with no problems, I thought I was fine. Sure I still tense up whenever he used it. But I was able to spar against him in ogre form and linked up with him in the ARCUS.

But if just hearing him admitting he lost control makes me spiral back into terror… I still have some issues.

I sigh, have they even developed the concept of mental health yet? I don't think they have…Who do I even go to for things like this? I took a class in psychiatry back in med school but inefficiency and inadequacy of self-treatment aside, I don't remember enough nor have enough experience to try something like CBT.

…I guess for now I just have to try my best to deal with it. Maybe try meditation or something.

For now, I better start getting ready for the day.

Afterward, I finished my morning routine as fast as I could and head down for breakfast.

There are some students still grabbing breakfast, though this is definitely the late-riser crew, most of them anyway.

I grab some bread, strawberry jam, and butter, and then I scan the room to see anyone I know, and…

Well, there's Kurt sitting at a table with his roommate, Sidney. Huh, I'd thought he'd be out and about by now. Wait no, this is Kurt, so he probably takes advantage of today being a free day to put extra morning training.

He notices me and gives me a bit of a strange look. I guess like me, he'd thought I would be out and about by now.

"Oh, it's Jessica! Morning!", Sidney waved to me from their table.

"Good morning, Sidney, Kurt.", I said as I approached their table.

"I was wondering why you didn't show up in the training hall this morning. Did you wake up late?", Kurt asked as I sit next to him.

"Yes, my apologies, were you waiting for me?"

Kurt shakes his head, "I wouldn't call it waiting per se…though I did hope you would show up."

From my peripheral vision, I see Sidney giving Kurt what he thought was a subtle thumbs up.

Sidney, it's very clear you don't know Kurt that well yet if you think he's flirting right now.

"...training alone doesn't quite yield the same results if you have a sparring partner, after all."

Sidney looks as if someone had just punched him and gives Kurt a look that screams, 'you serious, bro?!'

Yep. As expected of Kurt 'swords-for-brains, dense protag' Vander.

Anyway, I'm used to this, so I just reply nonchalantly as I put butter on a slice of bread, "True. I'm sorry. I had some trouble sleeping last night."

"Does that have something to do with why you were seen with the Instructor yesterday, crying?"

And just like that this socially inept idiot just pops that question straight away with no preamble.

I deflect the question, "I didn't think that you were the sort to pay attention to rumors."

"I don't. Which is why I only know after Sidney told me he saw the two of you yesterday."

Sidney immediately panics, "W-wait, no…I mean…er…"

…This idiot. Even when I was a guy I was not an expert on the bro code, but I'm pretty sure that you shouldn't throw your guy friend under the bus like that. I know that's not his intention, but still…

I sigh, childhood friend heroine to the rescue, I guess.

I turn to Sidney, "It's fine, Sidney. It was true, in any case. There is no shame in telling the truth."

Sidney immediately looks relieved that I don't take offense to him telling Kurt about seeing me crying in front of Instructor Rean.

"Oh, and please don't think too badly of Kurt. I am sure that he wasn't trying to put you on the spot. He was merely stating the facts at hand.", I added.

Sidney looks stunned, he then looks at Kurt and mutters something under his breath I didn't quite catch. Sorry, Sidney. If this were the classical form of harem ala DxD or Rosario Vampire where the MC are your average guy, you would be the harem protag. Unfortunately for you, this world seems to follow more on the SAO formula, where the MC is the talented somewhat edgy pretty boy.

I then turn to Kurt, "And you, for the most part, I understand how your sword-brain works by now. However, most everyone else does not. I've told you before, that you need to be more mindful of your tact."

Maybe, I could redirect the conversation this way.

"Are you trying to change the subject?"

Busted. Like mentor, like student, why are these sword-using protagonists so observant except about romance?!

I shrug, "Not at all. I was simply noting the fact that, were you more tactful, perhaps you would be able to bring up loaded questions in a more genial manner so that the recipient would be more inclined to answer."

"…when you decline to practice together yesterday, was that—" Kurt started and then stop, flinching

"Kurt was just telling me yesterday, that he was really disappointed that you rejected his invitation to train together. Said that training sessions with you are the highlight of his week.", Sidney added from across the table

…Did Sidney just..?

"I said no such—" Kurt started before flinching again and stops

"He was really worried yesterday after I told him about seeing you crying. He said something about not letting it go, even if he has to duel the Ashen Chevalier."

"I certainly did not—"

"So, I'm sure you know. But this guy's just a bit awkward, right? He was really beside himself yesterday night."

Yeah…I think Sidney just kicked Kurt under the table before trying to cover up for him.

What a bro. Even after Kurt unintentionally tried to throw him under the bus earlier.

Kurt sighs, "Jessica. May I ask what you were discussing with Instructor Rean?"

"It's not my secret to divulge."

I mean, I suppose it is, but the crucial part about mysterious dark power going berserk is not my secret.

"…Fine. I'll drop it. Sorry for being forceful." He said before he abruptly stood up and leave.

"Huh? Kurt?", Sidney said in surprise.

Kurt ignores him and leave.

Sidney turns to me, "Uh…I'll try talking to him."

He then leaves to chase after Kurt.

…What.

Okay, something is definitely up with him.

All right. Let's think this through.

I don't think it's something like jealousy—like what Sidney probably thought—over him having romantic feelings for me.

It's not as if I never considered the possibility he might end up fancying me, I mean…I'm well aware that as Jessica I am a total high-spec girl. And especially after I come to the conclusion that Jessica is his designated childhood friend heroine.

But…I always feel that our relationship is more platonic than anything. We've known each other for ten years and considering the vicinity of Valdrand and Heimdallr, we pretty much grew up together. Like, sure you might know this hot girl, but if you pretty much grew up together like cousins, wouldn't you usually not consider her girlfriend material?

I mean, I know that's just bog-standard Childhood friend heroine romance progression, which by the way is why I usually hate them because their dynamic with the protagonists is too much like family…anyway even if I try to analyze from a genre meta-perspective, it still doesn't fit.

The protagonists treating the childhood friend heroine like family is the entire point of the dynamic. Until there's some sort of trigger to flip that switch so the hero thinks of the childhood friend romantically, they're simply going to treat her like family.

I suppose seeing Instructor Rean and me could be the trigger, but he was acting awkward even before yesterday, didn't he? And…I can't think of a significant event that happened between the two of us for that switch to be flipped already.

And yet, if it were still within the 'considering the childhood friend as family' stage, there shouldn't be any awkwardness, especially considering how straightforward Kurt is.

I suppose it's possible to be something inane like what happened to Shirou in Heaven's Feel with random comments flipping Kurt's switch without me knowing. But considering how serious and dense Kurt is, if he does have some buried romantic feeling, it would take something significant to bring it out. So this scenario seems unlikely.

And so based on my own assessment of our relationship as well as an examination of the anime tropes…I think most likely it's not romantic and something else in nature. At the very least, there is little empirical evidence of it being romantic in nature.

What that something else is, however…I have no idea just yet.

I sigh, I just deal with Instructor Rean yesterday, and now this? The protagonists of these games are such high-maintenance guys!

After I finished my breakfast I decided to go visit the academy. They told us to have our club ready by today, or join the student council. I'm fine with the student council but might as well take a look at what clubs other people are forming.

I only just entered the gate when my ARCUS ring

It's Juna.

"Hello, Juna. Is there something I can help you with?"

"Geez, why are you even formal on the phone? This is why princesses are—"

"I'm hanging up."

"No wait, I'm just joking!", Juna added hastily.

Got 'em

"So…? Can I help you with something?"

I see Juna nods on the display screen, "Well…sort of. Have you found a club to join?"

I shake my head, "No, but I don't mind being—"

Juna cuts me off, "Great! Do you want to join the tennis club?"

"Tennis?"

"Ah, do you even know tennis? Well…I actually don't know much either, but apparently it's a sport that…"

Juna then started to give a basic explanation of what tennis is. It's a relatively new sport and only just start gaining popularity in Erebonia, so I suppose it makes sense that she'd assume I wouldn't know it, especially as nobles tend to prefer more traditional sports such as fencing or falconry.

I tune out her explanation. I know what tennis is from earth, I even played a bit. Of course, I quit soon enough.

Hmm…I probably could do it as Jessica since she's actually gifted in the physical sides unlike previous me?

"…and that's basically what tennis is."

"Where are you currently?"

"Oh, the field in front of the Hangar. You know, the one for our entrance ceremony?" Juna replied immediately.

"…I'm not promising anything, but I will join you and take a look. Would that be all right?"

"Hold on.", Juna looked away from her ARCUS

"Louise! Jessica said she wants to take a look first. Is that all right with you?", I heard her call out.

I hear Louise's voice yells back from a distance through my ARCUS, "Yeah, sure! That's fine."

Louise? Ah…right. I think tennis is quite popular in Remiferia. So this was Louise's idea? Huh, I didn't know Juna is acquainted with Louise.

Juna turns back to her ARCUS, "Okay! Come on over."

I nod, "I'll see you in a bit."

I make my way to the field and spot Juna with Louise together. They wave me over.

"Hey, Jessica! Feel free to look around…though, there isn't much to look at really.", Louise said cheerily as soon as I reached them

I look around, they're right. It's just the field, no net, not even a racket in sight.

"Do they not have any tennis equipment?", I asked

Juna shakes her head, "Nope, we checked the shed. It's only a tool shed."

"It looks like we'll have to petition the principal for tennis equipment.", Louise added.

I nod, "I see. Is it only the two of you?"

"Yep. Well, three if you join.", Juna said.

Tennis huh. I mean…honestly, I'm not feeling it. I probably could do it, but should I do it just because I can? Considering Thors' reputation, students are expected to take the clubs seriously, and if I'm going to be saddled with extra work, I'd rather it be something I actually enjoy.

"Jessica? Hello?", Juna said as she waved her hands in front of me.

"Oh, pardon me. I'll…think about it, would that be all right?"

I guess it's always better to have a backup.

Juna looks at Louise

"Sure. That's fine with me, we only need two people to play and form a club, but the more the merrier.", Louise said

I smile at Louise, "Thank you. Oh, on another note, I'm surprised you didn't invite Tita."

"I did. But she said sports are not really her thing, I think she's joining the cooking club.", Louise answered.

"Do you have any clubs you plan to join?", Juna asked

"I was actually planning to just join the student council."

"Wait, what?! But Instructor Rean said you'd work directly under the principal!", Juna said in shock.

Uh…is there something wrong with that?

"Well, yes. That's how the student council works. In the organizational structure of the school, the student council is accountable to the principal. Of course, in practice, this usually means the Student Council President simply has to ask the principal for signature, deliver reports, occasionally answer questions, and things of that nature but the principal would rarely be involved in the day-to-day affair. It resembles the relationship between a CEO and a shareholder more than a manager and the subordinate."

"Wait, is that all it means?", Juna asked

"That how it was from what I've seen in St. Astraia."

And how it worked in my High School as well, actually. I don't see how Principal Le Guin would be different.

"…in addition, does Principal Le Guin looks to be someone who'd bother scrutinizing a student-run organization?", I added

From what I know and heard, she's single-mindedly focused on honing her swordsmanship, I heard that the only reason she even sided with the Noble Alliance was that most of the strong people in Erebonia are on the Imperial Army, so she'd get more strong opponent by siding against them.

"Well…when you put it that way. I guess that makes sense.", Juna said.

Like, would someone like that be interested in the minutiae of a student council? I know in anime student council tends to be ridiculously powerful and influential, but I've seen no indication of that particular trope here.

From Instructor Towa's story when we were on the courageous, it just seems like regular student council stuff. Organizing events, helping the teacher make documents, being in charge of the students when the teacher is absent, normal student council stuff. And she was student council president of the main cast high school, so she's quite the relevant benchmark.

"But, wow. Student council, huh? Should we start calling you President Jessica?", Louise chimed in from beside Juna.

"I don't plan to become the President, no. I would rather be the vice-president or secretary."

I'm not really the leader type, honestly. If I can get my former student council vice-president position, I'd be content. And I suppose secretary won't be that bad.

Juna shrugs, "Well, good luck I guess. If all else fails, you can probably just form a fencing club or something with Kurt anyway, right?"

I shake my head, "Neither of us practices court fencing, so that wouldn't be productive."

Juna rolls her eyes, "Does it really matter? It's probably going to turn into you guys' love nest or something."

Louise suddenly joins the conversation with excitement, "Love nest…? Oh? Oh, my! I've seen them together from time to time, but are they…?"

"Yeah. They're really good friends.", Juna said emphasizing the word 'really'

…meh, if that's how you want to play it. Your funeral, Juna.

I look at Louise, "Yes we are good friends. We're childhood friends so it's to be expected. On the other hand, Juna's progress in her relationship with Kurt is the impressive one, considering that during the orienteering exercise they—"

"We had a bit of a fight during the orienteering exercise, but nothing major!", Juna cut me off.

I smile, "Oh come now, that's an understatement don't you think? What happened between the two of you was very peculiar that it almost seems like fate."

Juna starts to blush intensely

Louise's eyes are almost glowing now, "Fate…? Oh, this seems really juicy!"

I nod, "Yes you see, it was almost out of a story. A faithful meeting between the hero and his future lover. After all, due to what appears to be the hands of fate, Kurt protected Juna from a nasty fall, and in return, he was rewarded with—"

Juna is now covering my mouth, "Okay, no. Stop! I'm sorry!"

I shrug, "Ah…well, unfortunately, I couldn't tell you more, Louise. Such a shame, that was quite a spectacle."

"Aw…really?", Loise said in disappointment.

I nod, "My apologies, but Juna insisted…On that note, I will take my leave now. Thank you for the offer."

As I'm leaving the field, I could hear Louise grilling Juna on the details while she desperately tries to deflect the question.

Too late, Juna. The seed has been planted, for at least a while now, whenever you have your tennis club activity Louise will bring it up and try to find out about it.

Heh. Sorry Juna, but it's still too early for you to play that sort of game with a girl that went to St. Astraia Girls School.

Too bad I don't have glasses as Jessica but…all according to keikaku

Note. Keikaku means plan.

 After utterly slaughtering Juna in a rumor-mongering contest, I decided to swing by the Faculty Office to get some advice about actually just doing student council from Instructor Towa.

"Oh, Jessie? You're looking for Schwarzer?"

Instructor Randy calls out as soon as he notices me.

Jessie? Oh well, much better than that abomination Mademois-Elie. I'm sorry, Elie, whoever you are. You have my sympathy.

"Instructor Orlando! Calling a student with an overly familiar nickname is improper!", Instructor Michael shouted from his desk.

Instructor Randy turns to him, "Oh, come on! It's a free day, lighten up a little."

Instructor Michael shakes his head, "That is not the issue here. Being overly familiar with students can lead to the wrong impression and harms the reputation of this school, not to mention both the party involved."

…well, he's not wrong.

He then turns to me, "And on that note. Cadet Schleiden, several people witnessed you crying when you were with Instructor Schwarzer yesterday, is there something we should know?"

Instructor Randy is now also looking at me with concern.

…Better resolve this misunderstanding fast.

"No, Instructor. We were simply talking about the civil war, and a…rather unpleasant memory came up."

Instructor Michael looks at me for a moment then nods, "Very well. I will give the two of you the benefit of the doubt. However, if there is any improper conduct feel free to report it and I will do my utmost as Chief Instructor to pursue disciplinary action, even if the person in question is the Ashen Chevalier."

He delivers that with curt professionalism.

He may be a hardass, but he's clearly professional enough to do his job properly. I can appreciate that.

I nod, "Yes, Instructor. Thank you."

"That being said, the next time you discuss something sensitive, please do so in private for the sake of your reputation as well as this school's.", Instructor Michael added.

"Yes, Instructor Michael."

He nods, "Good, now what are you here for?"

"I was looking for Instructor Towa."

"Instructor Herschel is not here yet, however, I will inform her that you are looking for her as soon as she arrives. Dismissed, cadet.", Instructor Michael said as he returned to his work.

"Yes, sir.", I said before leaving the room.

"Bye, Jessie! Tell me if you have any trouble with Schwarzer 'kay? Always happy to beat up clueless chick-magnets."

"Instructor Orlando!"

After having no luck in finding Instructor Towa, I look around for a bit and see the various clubs.

There's a red-haired guy…I think his name is Pablo? Trying to convince any guy he sees that they should form the train club with him because 'Real Erebonian Men appreciates trains'.

Quite a bit of student seem interested in swimming…eh, skip. Maybe if there's really nothing else.

And then there's Musse with her Tea Ceremony club alongside a black-haired girl named Maya …I'll be honest if Musse isn't on the club, I'd probably join. Drinking tea as a club activity? Count me in, alas not even tea can counter the fact Musse is in the club.

I was just about to head to the library to see if someone had made a literature club when my ARCUS rang again.

It's Instructor Towa.

"Jessica, Instructor Michael said you were looking for me?", her voice came out from my ARCUS

"Yes, I would like to ask for some advice regarding clubs if it's not too much trouble.", I answered

"I don't mind, but…considering you're in Rean's class, shouldn't you go to him?"

I shake my head, "I'm interested in student council, and considering you were student council president, I would like to consult you, if possible."

She looks surprised, "Student council? Oh, uh…where are you right now?"

"In the clubhouse."

"Oh, then let's meet in the cafeteria if that's all right."

I nod, "That would be fine, Instructor."

Instructor Towa smiles, "Great! I'll see you in the cafeteria, then."

I close my ARCUS and start making my way to the cafeteria

However…

"Yo, prissy girl! Not with your boyfriend today?"

I turn around my gaze is met with Ash Carbide.

I sigh, "Good morning, Ash. I am currently not romantically involved with anyone, therefore I am unsure to whom you were referring."

He snorts, "What's Vander then, your boy toy? Oh, my bad, is it Schwarzer instead? Man…gunning for a national hero by crying like that…quite the sly fox, ain'tcha?"

I just give him an unimpressed look, staring at him silently.

Calm down, Jessica. Remember what Kurt said, he's just trying to fish for a reaction.

"Tch, no reaction huh? Guess the alias Snow Princess ain't just for show after all.", Ash said clicking his tongue in annoyance.

"…Is there something I can help you with? Or are you here simply to try your hand at annoying me?"

Ash turns his back at me and starts waving his hand dismissively, "Nope! Was just about to go to the library to join the literature club. See ya 'round, prissy girl!"

Well, that's another club off my list.

Listen, I'm fine with being in a literature club with a guy that does nothing but reads manga or something. But if that member actively tries to antagonize me every minute in addition to slacking, then that's another story.

Maybe I'll get lucky and have my comeuppance by having the president of the literature club a girl named Monika.

As I arrived in the cafeteria I saw Instructor Towa already seated at one of the tables. There is also a pot of tea with two cups on said table.

Instructor Towa smiles as I approach, "Jessica, have a seat! I already ordered some refreshments. I tried asking if they have tea brewed from leaves instead of just tea bags—the way you like them—but they don't, sorry."

I smile back at her as I take a sit, "It's fine, Instructor. This is a Military Academy, after all, tea brewed from tea leaves would probably count as excess luxury. I appreciate the thought, I'm surprised you knew that though."

Instructor Towa smiles sheepishly, "Heehee, I learned what kinds of foods and drinks the crew of Courageous likes back in the civil war, so I could include it in the list of provisions to increase morale."

"Is that so? Well, thank you, regardless.", I said as I poured myself a cup of tea.

…Is that why there was often a wide assortment of food and beverages—sometimes very specific ones—when I took inventory of the Courageous?

And she still remembers those preferences two years later?...this girl isn't human. Instructor Rean, you're missing out by not picking her.

"So…you want to join the student council?", Instructor Towa said as she also poured a cup of tea.

I nod, "Yes."

She frowns, "Are you sure…?"

"Should I not join the student council?"

"No, no. If you're sure, I'm in full support of it!", Instructor Towa immediately replied to assure me.

She then adds, "…but, you know that you would be working with Principal Le Guin, right? I heard you got into a big argument with her on day one."

Huh? Is that not just a formality?

I asked her to confirm what I told Juna about how usually principals are only nominally in charge of the student council.

Instructor Towa nods, "Usually that's how it is, Principal Vandyk was like that when I was president, but—"

"Towa? Jessica?"

Instructor Rean approaches our table, carrying what appears to be…a parcel?

Instructor Towa also notices the parcels and decides to ask, "Rean, what is that parcel for?"

"Oh, this? There's a delivery man in town that's not familiar with the area, so I offered to help deliver the parcels, this is the last one.", Instructor Rean said sheepishly.

Holy shit, Instructor. That's some next-level saving/helping people complex

I sigh, "Instructor, you do know that delivering parcels, even to unfamiliar areas is what he is paid for, right?"

"Well, yes, but…"

"If you do his delivery for him, it will deprive him of the opportunity to learn his way around this area. Will you take over his delivery for this area every time?", I asked him sharply

"He said he was running out of time for other deliveries, so I decided to help him. He can try learning about this area before his next delivery.", Instructor Rean replied

Whatever. I'll let it go. I already did my part yesterday even for a bit, Alisa and/or Laura and/or the other of Instructor Rean's harem members, I leave the rest to you.

"Umm…he didn't say anything about getting help from the Ashen Chevalier?", Instructor Towa chimed in

"No. He didn't notice me with my glasses on.", Instructor Rean said proudly.

What are you, Clark Kent?

"I am quite sure the fact he didn't recognize you with glasses says more about his power of observation than your flimsy attempts at disguises, Instructor."

Instructor Rean scratches his cheek, "I'm sure it was the glasses…anyway, what were the two of you talking about?"

"Jessica is interested in the student council.", Instructor Towa answered.

Instructor Rean looks startled, "Huh, really? But you know that Principal Le Guin…"

"Yes, that's what I was telling her." Instructor Towa said while nodding.

"Would Principal Le Guin scrutinize the student council that much? As you said, Instructor Towa, even Principal Vandyk was rather hands-off.", I asked

Instructor Towa nods, "You'd think so right? Except I think she specifically mentioned during a staff meeting that the student council would be..er…"

"They would be her personal gofer, I think was the word used.", Instructor Rean finished

…That's unfortunate. Gofer? I'd hoped she'd be more professional about it.

I sigh, "In that case, I suppose I should find a club to join."

Instructor Towa nods back, "I see…That's too bad, I do think you'd be good at it. You did help out a lot in the Courageous, and really Student Council is pretty much almost like that."

That's true. Actually, back when I was in high school, I heard that in the organizational structure of an event committee, student council members used to be listed as 'General Helper', before someone pointed out it's undignified and was changed into 'Supervisor'.

"Which club do you plan to join?", Instructor Rean asked

I reply, "Juna did ask me to join the tennis club. In all likelihood, that would probably be it."

"You don't seem too excited about it.", Instructor Rean remarked.

I shrug, "It's not as if I hate the idea. However, I also can't say that I'm enthused about it."

"Maybe you could make your own club? I encountered Valerie, earlier. She also hasn't found a club to join.", Instructor Rean suggested.

Valerie? I think she's the silver-haired girl in class IX. Uh…I don't think it's a good idea.

"…Valerie is from North Ambria, correct? I don't think that would be wise, to my understanding she's not too fond of Erebonian, in particular nobles such as myself.", I said carefully.

Instructor Rean scratches the back of his head, "Well, actually…I was hoping you can help ease her in a bit."

"…I don't think I would be the right person for that. Considering my demeanor, I think I would only reinforce the stereotypical perception she probably has of Erebonian Nobles. Besides, you know my stance on North Ambria annexation, Instructor."

I mentioned it when I argued with Juna back then. But I really do think that objectively, the life of their citizens are better off under the Empire.

Instructor Rean smiles, "I do think you have what it takes, but I'm not going to force you. But please keep it in mind if you ever have the chance to interact with her, all right?"

Instructor Towa nods from beside him, "Oh yes, Valerie is in my homeroom class. So I'd be happy if she can feel more comfortable here."

"I will keep that in mind.", I agreed.

I'm not going to go out of my way to try to convince her, but if I do have the opportunity, I don't mind talking to her. Though, I don't know if I can actually help ease her in.

Instructor Rean nods, "Anyway, I think we've got sidetracked. We were talking about clubs, right? Do you really have no interest in any of them?"

I sigh, "I've looked around and I haven't found a club that I want to join. I was interested in the Student Council as we were talking earlier, but…"

Well…there's the Tea Ceremony Club and Literature Club, but Musse and Ash are there. So no.

"Umm…You look disappointed, did you want to join the student council that much?", Instructor Towa asked

"I do feel that it would be something I'd enjoy, yes."

The student council has enough jobs and responsibilities to make you feel you're being productive, but also have the safety net of still being a student. You can't truly be held liable for your action, the school would. And the school couldn't just 'fire' a student unless you do something extremely stupid like embezzling the student council funds.

In short, it has enough obligation and importance to make doing it feels fulfilling, but with minimum risk.

Instructor Rean looks thoughtful, and then he finally speaks.

"If you feel that strongly about it, maybe you should just join the student council."

"I thought you said that Principal Le Guin would make me her gofer? That seems to be outside the scope of the council's responsibilities. I don't think I would like to be subjected to such unprofessional conduct.", I replied.

Instructor Rean shakes his head, "I did say that. However, I think gofer is a bit of hyperbole on her part. I don't get the impression that the Principal would abuse her position like that if it won't benefit the students. I think she just meant that she would be very demanding and strict. So, if you really feel that strongly about it, I think you should go for it."

I consider it. Well…I'm still unsure if I want to be on the receiving end of the Golden Rakshasa's demanding strictness, but…if she's fair about it…

"Rean, maybe you should bring Jessica to talk to Principal Le Guin about this. I can take care of that last delivery for you.", Instructor Towa suggested

Instructor Rean nods, "Yes, I think that would be good. What do you think, Jessica?"

…Well. No harm in talking. I could just join Juna and Louise if it doesn't work out.

I nod, "I think I'd like that."

Instructor Rean nods back at me, "All right, then we'll go talk to the principal, I think she was playing piano in the music room earlier."

He then turns to Instructor Towa, "The last delivery is for Sandy, sorry about this, Towa."

"No problem, Rean! Besides, Sandy is in my class, so I'd have to check on her about her club anyway.", Instructor Towa replied cheerily.

She then turns to me, "Good luck talking to the principal. If you actually make a student council, feel free to make me the advisor. I'm sure I can help out!"

"Hoh, someone is actually interested in being on the student council? To be honest, it was more of a threat to ensure the students will pick a club. Interesting."

Principal Le Guin said in amusement after Instructor Rean and I explained my situation to her.

She then looks at me and continues, "Well, the first order of business…Schleiden, as your Instructor there said, you have no cause to worry about me abusing my position. All of the duties of the student council—should you go forward with it—will remain within the scope of what the student council should do. What I meant by being my 'gofer' was simply that I will delegate some of my current workload that should be done by the student council in the first place."

Well, that's good at least. I guess she just would be very involved unlike the typical principal, I can live with that.

"That being said…", the Principal continued.

"…As you know, as your principal, I would essentially be the patron of the student council organization for Thors Branch Campus. Therefore, the actions of the student council will reflect on me. So if you do go through with this, I expect nothing but the best."

"May I ask for more details as to what 'the best' would mean?", I asked

The principal nods, "I suppose that's fair. Typically the student council would be in charge of dozens of events and programs in a year, in addition to managing the clubs, and helping the school with some administrative duties…"

So far so good, that's just normal student council duties, nothing looks out of place.

"…Considering this school is still new, and the definite lack of manpower due to the small number of students, I shall allow only one event or program each month."

I nod, "That seems reasonable. In regard to funding, will the academy cover it?"

"Normally, fundraising is part of the student council duties. However, on account of the previous problems I've outlined, as well as the 'special lessons' all of the students will undergo, I shall make a dispensation that we will cover all the funds instead of merely subsidizing parts of it. You only need to convince me of the necessity of the program, if you manage to do that, I will secure the fund, even if it has to come out of my own pocket.", she replied

"Er…While we're on the subject of special lessons, I don't suppose you can elaborate on it?" Instructor Rean spoke from beside me.

The Principal shakes her head, "You would have to wait until the faculty meeting this afternoon, Schwarzer."

That special lesson is totally suspicious. But I guess it's useless to ask about it right now.

Anyway, total funding? That's actually much better than my old high school, man I remember we had to sell stuff like cookies or other foods or even get sponsors for funding some of the events.

She's even willing to pay for it herself, though I suppose she is a Countess so she's probably not lacking in the financial capacity.

"In any case, the school will fund all programs and events as long as you can convince me of their merit. In return, I expect only the utmost tenacity and due diligence in performing your duty.", the Principal finished.

I will do that anyway. I don't do think half-heartedly, besides, I'm too competitive to not do my best.

"In that case, if you would have me, principal, I will join the student council."

Principal Le Guin replies, "Fufu, eager are you? As I said, since the student council will reflect on me, I won't hold back on the president."

"If I may, principal. I would rather apply for the vice-president or secretary positions."

Principal Le Guin shakes her head, "You're the only one applying so far, so I'm afraid either you accept being the President or we'll forget this entire discussion."

Being the president huh? I'm honestly not the leader type, but if there is no one else…

"I think you'd be a good student council president, Jessica. Besides, Towa already gives her seal of approval and she's a brilliant student council president. She's also already offered to be your advisor, so you should be able to ask for advice easily, and of course, as your homeroom teacher, I am also available to help if you need it.", Instructor Rean said from beside me.

Well, thank you for the vote of confidence, Instructor.

I think I will do it, it seems well above board. Principal Le Guin seems to be fair, strict but fair. And there are no indications of any weird anime student council jobs.

I nod, "Then, once again. If you would have me, Principal Le Guin, I will accept the position."

Normally the presidents are voted in though. Oh well, maybe my successor.

"Very well. From today onward, Jessica Schleiden, I appoint you as the first Student Council President of Thors Military Academy Branch Campus. May you represent our academy with the dignity of our symbol, the horned lion.", Principal Le Guin gestures dramatically to me with her open palm.

I nod respectfully, "Thank you, principal. Regarding the members, are they allowed to have already belong to a club?"

"As before, we have to take into account the low number of students, therefore…The requirement to form a club is having two members, so we shall follow suit and have the President and Vice-President be unaffiliated. As for the rests, I shall allow them to belong to a club.", she responded

So I need to find at least one more person to be my vice-president. I have to move fast before all of the students join a club.

Principal Aurelia smirks, "Hoh, it seems you already understand. Then your first task, find a minion before the day is over! Should you fail, then I suppose you have the honor of being known as the student council president that was forced to resign on her first day."

I'm not sure where I would find a tiny yellow creature, but orders received, principal.

After we leave the music classroom, Instructor Rean congratulated me before leaving, saying he was going to check on the rest of Class VII.

Oh good, that would include Kurt. Maybe some conversation from one protagonist to another can help him get over whatever is going on with him.

As for me…

Most of the people I know are already in a club. Juna and Louise are in the tennis club, Tita is in the cooking club and Kurt is…well, things are a bit awkward between us right now. Besides, I found out from Sidney that they're forming the chess club together.

I guess I could try Valerie, but there's still one person I haven't tried yet.

I open up my ARCUS and call her

"Orion speaking.", Altina said as her face appears on my ARCUS display.

"Altina, I'm sorry to call suddenly, but have you already joined a club?", I asked

Altina frowns, before answering, "Negative, Jessica. This current assignment to find a club proves to be more challenging than what the briefing led me to believe."

I smile, "In that case, would you mind meeting up? I have a proposition to make."

Altina nods, "If you can offer a solution to help accomplish this assignment, I would appreciate it. I am currently in the academy's courtyard, will that suffice as a rendezvous point?"

"That's fine, I'll be there soon."

"Affirmative. I shall wait here then."

After a short walk, I arrived at the courtyard and spot Altina.

"Hello, Jessica. Do you have something to help complete the assignment?", she greeted me.

I nod and then explain to Altina about the student council.

"Understood. Then I will join the student council as vice-president."

Just like that?

"You do not need some time to consider it?", I asked.

Altina looks confused, "Are there any considerations that needed to be made? It would fulfill the assignment given by Instructor Rean for both of us."

She then continues, "Furthermore, my main issue with the assignment is that I am unfamiliar with the activities of the clubs to have confidence I would do well in one of the clubs. However, from your explanation…as student councils, our task is mostly to manage logistics and perform tasks for others. While I have little experience in logistical matters, it is something that is at least familiar to me, not to mention I am used to fulfilling tasks for others."

That…doesn't sit right with me.

I sigh, "Altina, is the student council even something you want to do?"

"My feelings on the matter are irrelevant. However, it is the most expedient method to satisfy the condition to fulfill my current assignment, therefore I will join the student council.", she replied.

I shake my head, "My apologies, but I cannot accept that reasoning."

Altina frowns, "I do not understand. Wouldn't you also be inconvenienced if you do not manage to find another member for the student council?"

"Not quite. Juna and Louise have already invited me to join the tennis club. Should my attempts to form a student council fail, I would simply join the tennis club."

Altina looks shocked, "Then why do you not simply join the tennis club? That seems to be the most efficient way to complete the assignment."

"Because I prefer to do student council work rather than playing tennis.", I answered.

"Why? Does being in the student council tie into your future missions and assignments?"

…This girl.

The fact that Erebonia employs a girl this young and makes her this emotionally stunted is truly a 'are we the baddies?' moment

I sigh, "In a sense, however, that is not what I was referring to. I simply think that I would enjoy student council work more."

Altina looks even more confused, "Enjoy. Meaning to get pleasure or satisfaction. I understood your words, however, I do not understand why you would enjoy one more than the other."

I think my answer through for a moment, then decide to answer.

"Well, in the first place, to be honest, physical activities never interest me that much. It is true that I enjoy practicing my spearmanship, however, that is due to the sense of satisfaction and pride that are derived from the fact that I am practicing the Schleiden style, the style created and honed by my family for generations. Tennis does not have that component, so I would not have that sense of satisfaction and pride."

I stop for a moment to let it sink for Altina, then continue,

"On the other hand, the student council is something that I think I would enjoy. From what I observed, in the student council, you would be presented with a problem and you would analyze the problem and come up with the most effective solution. I find the idea of analyzing complex issues and coming up with a solution exciting. Furthermore, the fact that by solving those issues as the student council means you are helping other people grants me a sense of satisfaction."

Yep. That's pretty much why I became a doctor anyway. Analyzing the patients' symptoms, making a diagnosis, and determining the best treatment was very exciting mental stimulation and it felt nice that you help people by doing it.

Altina nods, "I see. I think I understand at least a bit more now."

I smile at her, "If that is the case, then it's your turn. Why do you want to join the student council? Can you think of a reason?"

Altina ponders it for a while, and then she finally answers, "Then, I wish to find the answer to the question you and Instructor Rean gave me during our first day through the student council..."

Mine and Instructor Rean's question? She meant…

"…Of why being able to think for myself and picking my own path is an important thing.", she finished

Altina then looks at me, "When I first joined the Intelligence Division, the first order from Chancellor Osborne was, 'to learn from the others'. And so, due to our similarities, I used the White Rabbit, Millium as a benchmark…"

Millium Orion. A member of old class VII who was also a child employed by the intelligence division that uses a combat shell to fight. They have the same last name, so I know the two of them are connected somehow. But the way Altina said similarities…It doesn't seem like simply familial ties or familiar experiences as a child agent.

"I'm sorry, Altina. When you say similar, what does that exactly mean?", I interrupted her.

"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. Considering this is a magitech setting…I'm not quite sure which one just yet.

"…May I continue?"

"Oh. Apologies, Altina. Please continue."

She nods, "As I was saying, I used Millium as a benchmark. And if there were one person that fits 'thinking for themselves and picking their own path' it will be someone that is as capricious and free as Millium. Apparently, after I ask Major Lechter, while Millium was always a carefree idiot, there was a major shift that makes her more vibrant and I suppose…humane."

Humane, peculiar choice of word. So they really are either androids or homunculus.

"…Major Lechter said that this shift happened after she was assigned to the old class VII. Therefore, it could be surmised that this major change occurs due to her experience at Thors Military Academy. In that case, wouldn't the student council, which job is to learn and interact about the school on a holistic level a good place for me to learn what changes Millium? Furthermore, Major Lechter also said to 'try enjoying my time here' because he also enjoyed his time in Jennis Royal Academy in Liberl, and he was the student council president, apparently."

"Major Lechter said that..?"

Altina nods, "Yes."

I suppose despite trolling her, Major Lechter was looking out for Altina in his own way. I might have had the wrong impression of their relationship, maybe rather than a mischievous superior, he's more of the annoying big brother to Altina?

Also, look at these intelligence agents going through high school and getting precious memory and becoming better because of it. Once more this world reminds me that it subsists on the law of anime tropes as its causality.

"…Jessica, would that be enough reason?"

I smile, "Yes. That works. Good job, Altina."

That was a really huge improvement compared to the first day, really. It also doesn't take as much prodding for her to come up with a reason that is not 'for the mission'.

"Jessica, please cease treating me like a child."

Oh. I didn't realize I was giving her head pats.

I let go of her head, "Ah, my apologies. I did not mean to make you uncomfortable."

Altina sighs, "Clearly, you've been spending too much time with Juna that you start emulating her actions."

So Juna gives her head pats huh? Yeah, I can see it. The Altina-type characters are usually treated as little sisters by the other heroines.

Wait, doesn't that mean I just played into the trope?

Altina tilts her head, "Jessica, since you have accepted my reasons, this means that I can join the student council right?"

…I'll make an exception for Altina. She's too adorable.

I nod, "Yes that's right. I look forward to working with you, Vice-President Orion."

She nods back, "Likewise, President Schleiden."

Just then my ARCUS rang

…It's not someone whose contact I've added.

As I answer the call, Sidney's face appears on the screen.

"Oh! Uh…Jessica, you need to go to the training area in the clubhouse!", he said in a panic.

I reply immediately, "Did something happen?"

"Kurt is challenging Instructor Rean to a duel!"

What.

A.N. For those that haven't played CS3. Originally Jessica is in the tennis club, while Altina is on the swimming club.

Chapter Text

Unlike what I feared in the worst-case scenario, the clubhouse isn't particularly crowded. Nor has a large group of people gathered to witness a duel between the Ashen Chevalier and a student.

Well, that's good. I had feared that they had made this a public affair, the rumor mill is already active enough as it is, it really doesn't need any further fuel.

As I get close to the training area, I can hear the sounds of swords clashing.

"It appears that we are too late to stop the duel.", Altina remarked from beside me.

I sigh, "It appears so."

Kurt is one thing, I know something's up with him. But why the hell does Instructor Rean play along and accepts the duel?!

I open the door to the training area and I see Instructor Rean and Kurt going at it.

They seemed to be somewhat even at the moment, probably because Instructor Rean isn't or rather can't go all out, though Kurt seems to be out of breath, while Instructor Rean is still calm and composed.

Kurt closes the gap between them swinging his swords.

Instructor Rean deflects one of them, causing Kurt to lose his balance. He then strikes at Kurt, making use of the opening caused by Kurt being off-balance.

Kurt manages to reposition himself just enough to parry the tachi with his other blade. He then jumps back, putting some spaces between them.

"Jessica...? Are we stopping them?", Altina asked.

Previous me would, however Jessica Schleiden who grew up in a martial noble household steeped in tradition would not.

I shake my head, "The duel is already ongoing, to stop it now would be an insult to the two of them."

Altina nods, "I do not quite understand, however as I am not a practitioner of martial arts…I shall defer to you on this."

As a practitioner of martial arts, not to mention an Erebonian noble…I understand very well that once a challenge has been issued and accepted, to stop the duel is pretty much blasphemy.

I sigh and turn to the other occupant of the room, Sidney who's watching the duel with a mixture of awe and apprehension.

"Do you wish to question Sidney? If so, I will watch over the duel and step in with Claiomh Solais if it gets dangerous.", Altina asked from beside me

I nod, "Thank you, Altina. Please do."

I then approach Sidney, "Explain."

"Oh, uh…Jessica and Altina. Well…uh….", Sidney said nervously, looking warily at me.

I look sharply at him, "Well…?"

Sidney gulps and starts talking, "…Sorry. I think I went overboard."

I knew it. Kurt isn't the hot-blooded type to just challenge Instructor Rean out of nowhere. He isn't impressed with Instructor Rean, but he also knows that Instructor Rean is stronger than him, just not as good as he expects. It's mostly because Instructor Rean can't go all out, but…never mind. It's not important right now.

I look at Sidney. This is the classic bro character doing something stupid with good intentions, isn't it?

I glare at Sidney, "What did you do?"

"I…uh…I might have egged Kurt on a bit."

"A bit…?"

Sidney scratches the back of his head nervously, "Well…uh…it's just uh...we met the Instructor at Barney's Tavern. We were getting lunch while discussing the chess club, and uh…there were these girls…I think they're Kurt's fangirls…? And uh…"

I cut him off, "Sidney, if you could get to the point, I'd appreciate it."

"Yes, well…uh anyway at one point, Kurt was asking Instructor Rean about your crying episode yesterday. And uh…the Instructor looks uncomfortable…"

Well, I suppose so. Considering it's regarding him losing control of his ogre form and hurting me.

"…And Kurt was being really calm about it…he was bothered about it, but he's about to let it go. But I…er…I thought he should be more worked up, y'know?"

"So you egged him on to duel the Ashen Chevalier?!"

"I-I didn't think he'd actually do it! I was just saying some stuff…well stupid stuff now that I think about it to get him fired up.", Sidney admitted guiltily.

I continue glaring at him, "What did you say to him?"

Because Kurt wouldn't just snap from 'some stupid stuff'. Sidney must've unknowingly stepped on a landmine.

"W-well…A lot of random stuff. He…didn't get riled up until the last bit I said."

"What. Did. You. Say?"

"…I might have said something about he doesn't have the balls and that's why he's not using the famous Vander greatsword style."

This idiot…he didn't just step on a landmine. He straight up activates Kurt's inferiority complex hydrogen bomb.

He…ugh…no wonder Kurt blow a gasket.

"Sidney."

"Y-yes?"

"You did not know, therefore your guilt on this matter is extenuated…somewhat. However…Do. Not. Under any circumstances mention that fact regarding Kurt not practicing the Vander greatsword style ever again.", I said coldly

"I…uh….", Sidney stammered

"Is that clear?"

Sidney gulps, "…pleasesteponme."

"What was that?!"

"I-I mean, yes Ma'am! No mentioning Kurt not using the greatsword style!"

I nod and look back at the duel.

Kurt is now breathing hard, while as before Instructor Rean is still standing straight not even exhibiting the slightest sign of being short of breath.

"Kurt, listen…", Instructor Rean started.

Kurt doesn't seem to want any of it, however. He raised his arms, crossing them with each other, blades in hand.

…Is that?

"…Behold, the dual blades of Vander.", Kurt started chanting as lightning starts to course through his blades.

That's the technique he's been trying to get right for a while now. One of the milestones of the Intermediate level for Vander Dual Blades style.

Instructor Rean stops what he was saying, and instead nods, raising his blade ready to guard.

Kurt thrusts forward and makes several rapid strikes with his dual blades, now with lighting coursing through them…And Instructor Rean is actually struggling to keep up.

This is…beyond Instructor Rean's current level with him holding back.

As I look at Kurt's exquisite strikes starting to overwhelm Instructor Rean…I can't help but feel jealous.

I might not have put my entire existence into martial arts as he did, but it is still something I feel pride in. I don't think about it 24/7 like he is about the Vander style, but mastering the Schleiden Spearsmanship is something I put hard work towards.

And yet he…always…

Ah…damn it, he really is talented.

No not only that, I can't even say it's just because he's the protagonist and pull the OP talent card. Because I, of all people, know how much work he puts in his swordsmanship. He works as hard, no, probably even more than I am.

I know that I always complain about him being a sword-brain but…that single-minded pursuit for his craft, with an impressive talent to match…As Jessica Schleiden, daughter of the Schleiden Noble House, a fellow practitioner of martial arts, it truly is a sight to behold.

Kurt is now jumping into the air, about to enter the last phase of the technique.

Instructor Rean closes his eyes, "My blade, calm as still water…"

That chant is…that technique Instructor Rean used back in the Einhel keep.

Kurt is now sending down bolts of lightning, and…

Instructor Rean dashes forward, meeting Kurt in the air as he cuts through the lightning bolts.

The two techniques are about to clash. I can't help but feel excited.

But then, the lightning from Kurt's blades dissipates, his face in utter shock.

"Seventh slash, fallen—"

Instructor Rean immediately stops, noticing that Kurt is no longer performing his technique.

They both land back on the ground.

For a while no one speaks, and then…

"Of course...", Kurt muttered

"Kurt…?"

Kurt glares at Instructor, "Of course, you were holding back! Why did I even think—"

"Kurt, no that's—"

Kurt doesn't let Instructor Rean finishes speaking

"I yield.", Kurt said coldly

He then stands up and turns his back on Instructor Rean

"Excuse me.", he said as he abruptly exited the room, running.

"Wait, Kurt!"

I grab Sidney by the arm and shake my head. At this point, I think he'd just make it worse.

But then…what should I do? Do I call Juna?

…No. I don't think Juna can do anything here, much as I want her to. This entire debacle was based on two things. Kurt asking about my conversation with the Instructor yesterday, and that Sidney unknowingly triggered his inferiority complex

Juna…doesn't even have an idea about Kurt's inferiority complex and of course nothing about my conversation with Instructor Rean.

"Jessica?"

"…Sorry, Sidney. But could you leave this to me?"

Yeah…I think it has to be me. Once again, curse you, high-maintenance JRPG protagonists!

"…Yeah. And…sorry. I'll uh…just get back to the dorm.", Sidney nodded, before he left the room.

I then turn to Altina, "Altina, could you follow after Kurt? Make sure he's not doing anything reckless. I need to speak to Instructor Rean."

Altina nods, "Affirmative."

I approach Instructor Rean, "Instructor, about Kurt…"

"Sorry, I think I messed up.", he said

"What exactly happened? And why did you even accept the duel?"

He sighs, "Well…There was this group of girls who were making Kurt uncomfortable in Barney's Tavern. I figured that I could help him out, by calling out and saying we have a training session scheduled. So, we went back to the academy for appearance's sake. Then, I suggested to actually helping him train. And…well, that's when…"

"When Kurt asked about our conversation yesterday evening.", I finished for him

Instructor Rean nods, "Yeah…I said that it's not really my secret."

"I said the same this morning."

…We had the same thought huh? Ugh…from Kurt's point of view it must've been annoying.

Instructor Rean cringes, "Ah…I probably shouldn't say that, huh?"

I sigh, "It's…fine, we just had the same thought. I didn't want to put you in an awkward situation, and you didn't want to do the same to me."

Instructor Rean shakes his head, "No…to be honest, it's not just that. It's not like I'm using you as an excuse, but…honestly, it's also hard for me to tell that to Kurt."

"Well…having a mysterious power that makes you lose control and attack an ally is not something anyone can bring up casually, so it's understandable.", I replied.

Instructor Rean shakes his head again, "That's not what I'm talking about, well…not the only thing. The two of you have known each other for almost ten years, right?"

I nod.

He continues, "That's almost as long I know Elise after I was adopted into the Schwarzer family. And when I think about if someone were to almost kill Elise, even unintentionally…I just don't know how to tell it to Kurt."

Elise huh, I don't know if Kurt feels as strongly towards me as Instructor Rean to Elise, but…yeah, I suppose it would be hard.

"…Is that why you accepted the duel?"

"No…well, partly I guess. But, I thought that it'd help.", Instructor Rean answered

He takes a deep breath, "His issue with you and me…well, it's bothering him, but his real issue…it's something else. What happened between us…it only worsen his main issue, that's what I gathered at least."

…Yeah, that's my conclusion this morning too. Sure he's bothered about Sidney saying he saw me crying, and he has been acting strange towards me…but his main issue is something else.

Instructor Rean continues,"…I think that his main issue is him stagnating in the Vander style because he believes that he's not good enough."

Huh? His inferiority complex…what does that has to do with me…oh.

And you've proven it with that last technique you used against the Magic Knight. That was splendid, and something of that caliber…is beyond my reach currently.

I see. So that's how it is.

Is that it? Does his inferiority complex latch on me? Is that why he was acting awkward towards me? Because his worries are conflicting with jealousy?

Instructor Rean smiles, "Did you figure something out?"

I nod, "Yes, thank you, Instructor. How did you notice that?"

"Well…someone like Kurt, who dedicates his life to the path of the sword…that feeling of inadequacy that prevents you from progressing is just something that permeates your entire life. And, it's a familiar feeling to me.", Instructor Rean said, looking nostalgic.

"You?"

He nods, "Yeah…well it's probably different from Kurt's but when I first enrolled in Thors, I also feel I'm not going anywhere in my eight leaves one blade, and that I'm shaming my teacher, Master Ka-fai. There were a lot of people that helped me along the way, like Laura who told me that the way I was acting is the true shame and insult to Master Ka-fai…but, ultimately what allowed me to truly move forward was a duel with Viscount Arseid."

Ah, he was trying to be the Viscount Arseid to Kurt. I see, Instructor Rean also used to feel inadequate in his swordsmanship, that's how he identified Kurt's issue. This parallel…there's no doubt, Kurt really is the protagonist taking over from the Instructor.

"You accepted his challenge to help him with his issue, then?", I asked.

Instructor Rean sighs, "That's right. I also challenged Viscount Arseid to a duel at the time, so when Kurt challenged me, I thought I could do the same for him. But…I'm not Viscount Arseid, and Kurt is not me, his feeling of inadequacy probably comes from a very different place than mine…"

…He challenged the Radiant Blademaster, arguably the strongest person alive, when he was a student? I know that his daughter is in Instructor's class, but still…total protagonist move there.

Actually, challenging the father of the love interest seems like something from a character route. Is he with Laura instead of Alisa…? Eh, who cares, we've passed his games timeline by now, don't care who won the ship war there.

Instructor Rean interrupts my thought, "…Jessica?"

"O-oh, forgive me, Instructor, I was just surprised that you challenged the Radiant Blademaster when you were a mere student."

Instructor Rean laughs sheepishly, "Yeah…Thinking back, it was probably quite rude of me, not just a student, my rank in the eight leaves one blade was even still beginner rank back then."

Huh? I'm intermediate in Schleiden style right now, and Kurt is intermediate in the Vander style…wait, are we actually further along than the previous protagonist at the starting point?

"Are you surprised that I was a beginner when I start at Thors?", Instructor Rean asked in amusement.

"Well… you were already intermediate during the civil war, so I thought you had been one for a while at that point.", I said

Instructor Rean shakes his head, "No. When the Civil War started, I had only been intermediate for a few weeks. I was still a beginner when we first met during Summer Festival in Heimdalrr…That's why in retrospect, I should have realized that the origin of Kurt's and my feelings of inadequacy would be quite different."

He stops for a while and then continues, "The source of my feeling of being inadequate…was my ogre form. I started learning the eight leaves one blade to control this power. However, it doesn't seem like it was going anywhere, and after Master Ka-fai stopped my training…I thought he did that because I was unworthy, and because of that belief, for a long time I was stuck not only in the beginner rank but even within that rank itself, I was unable to progress further. The duel with Viscount Arseid, truly made me realize that it's not useless, my training did help me to control my ogre form, all that was holding me back is my own self-doubt."

He then looks at me, a flash of guilt in his eyes, "And that's why right now when the ogre form is slipping out of my control…all that means is that I need to continue along this path and face my own doubt and weakness."

"Instructor, I—"

He smiles, "Well, I do like some guidance from Master Ka-fai on that matter though—anyway, we're getting sidetracked. My point is, unlike me, Kurt already has tangible proof of accomplishment. After all, he is already intermediate. In that sense, he is more similar to Laura and yourself, who reached intermediate at such a young age."

Well…similar is pushing it. I don't know when Laura reached the intermediate level, but as for me, it's only been a few months. While Kurt has been sitting on that intermediate level for a few years now, a true prodigy among prodigies.

"…and that is why, in addition to your history together, I think if anyone were able to get through to him…it would be you.", Instructor Rean finished.

Now that I understand the issue…from a meta-perspective this has to be Kurt's main character development beat…if I do this, there is no way flags won't be raised.

Juna currently…as I was thinking earlier, probably wouldn't be able to give Kurt the push in the near future.

Do I wait…? But for Kurt, someone who dedicates himself to mastering the way of the sword, this is an issue that is truly tormenting him.

I know him, and he knows me. If I don't go to talk to him after all this, he'll know something is off and that I'm avoiding him…and that'd probably hurt him. Princess Alfin, Prince Cedric, and I are not only his closest friends, we are probably his only friends

I can't do that. Kurt has been my friend for more than half of my life as Jessica.

He has nothing but swords in his brain, has zero tact, and the emotional intelligence of a rock, but…he's also a dear friend. There's no way he cannot be, you do not just go through ten years together without being the closest of friends.

I nod, "I do not know if my endeavor shall bear fruits…But, I will try."

Instructor Rean smiles, "Then I'll leave it to you…I'd like to help but…I have a staff meeting soon. If you're still unable to get through to him by the end of the day, talk to me again and we'll think of a solution together, okay?"

"Understood, Instructor. I will do my best."

He nods, "Right. Oh, and…about my ogre form, if you're comfortable telling him about what happened in Ymir…then I think you should tell him."

"Are you sure?", I asked

"Yeah…as I said, I can't help but sympathize with Kurt. If it happened to Elise, I would want to know, so I think he deserves to know. It might not be the source of his issues, but it might help.", he answered softly.

I smile, "Then I will do so."

Instructor Rean gives me a final nod, before leaving, presumably to attend the staff meeting.

As for me, I open my ARCUS and call Altina.

"Altina, did you manage to follow Kurt? Where is he right now?"

Altina nods, "I manage to follow Kurt discreetly, he is now in the grove near the road to Lake Gala byroad. Are you coming?"

"I will in a moment."

"Understood, I shall give you an update if the target changes location."

The Childhood heroine flags are sure to be raised with this, but…I'll deal with them later.

I'm not that heartless of a person to just sit around and let Kurt spiral into despair because I'm afraid of some tropes fulfillment.

It doesn't even have to be romantic, after all, I'm still the childhood friend with blue hair. That's double losing heroine status there. There are plenty of blue-haired girls and childhood friends who have nice moments with the protagonist and still lose.

This is no different.

 I meet up with Altina near the grove she specified.

Altina swoops down from the air on Claiomh Solais, "Kurt is currently inside the grove. I presume you are going to meet him?"

I nod, "Yes. Thank you for keeping an eye on him."

"It is of no trouble. Normally, I would offer my assistance as backup, but I'm afraid I would be of little use from what I understand.", she replied.

I smile, "Don't worry. Please leave this to me."

"Good luck.", she said before taking to the sky once more.

I approach the grove and before long I spot Kurt, leaning against the tree. I made no particular effort at concealing myself, so he spots me as well.

Kurt sighs, "I knew you'd come. What do you want?"

"We need to talk.", I said calmly

Kurt gives me a skeptical look, "Are you going to finally tell me about you and the Instructor?"

"Yes."

He looks surprised.

Kurt sighs, "Honestly, I already have a guess. But sure, let's hear it."

"Very well.", I said as I sit beside him.

I then told him everything about that day in Ymir, how Instructor Rean lost control and attacked me. I downplay how severe it was though.

"…I see, about what I had expected. This…ogre form, is it a form of self-enhancement? Like the Arseid school's Radiant Wings or the Vander School's Blade Dance?"

That's probably an apt comparison.

I nod, "I suppose. In practice, it is similar to several existing techniques that enhance your physical prowess, though they usually don't give you physical changes such as hair and eye color changing, or make you lose control of your faculties. We also know the origin of those techniques, Instructor Rean's ogre form…I don't know how it originated and I don't think he does as well.

"…and that's why he's been holding back?"

"Yes, so please don't take offense at the duel earlier. In fact, him stopping to hold back a bit near the end despite the risk is a sign of respect toward you.", I added

Kurt sighs, "Well…I'm glad I didn't jump to a conclusion. Yesterday Sidney thought it was something more nefarious…I dissuaded him from the idea."

"Listen, regarding Sidney—"

Kurt cuts me off, "I know. He didn't mean what he said…I shouldn't have gotten worked up so much. You as well, don't give him too much of a hard time. The reason he wanted me to get worked up is probably that despite what I said to him, he still has a little suspicion that something inappropriate was going on between you and the Instructor."

I sigh, "There really is nothing of the sort between the two of us."

Kurt nods, "I know, I'll talk to him after this."

I smile at him, "I'm glad you managed to keep a clear head…on this matter at least."

"Well…The thought did enter my mind, but if it really were something nefarious, I doubt you would be enrolled here. Viscount Schleiden would never allow it, and even if it's something covered up, my Father is high enough in the military to be privy to sensitive information…And he would probably do something, he is quite fond of you.", Kurt replied

I snort, "Is that why Viscount Vander threw me into the woods for surprise survival training?"

Kurt rolls his eyes, "You know that's how he is. I always got thrown in with you, after all. Besides, your Father did the same to us. Actually, didn't he come up with the idea?"

"My Father never meant to make it a surprise and throw us into the woods without any preparation.", I retorted

It is true though after Kurt's Father did it as a surprise, my own father go through with the idea, he was the one that suggested it after all…Though, even he thought that throwing us into survival training without preparation at that age was pushing it.

Regardless, either as a surprise or not we were often left in the forest for survival training. I always did feel Kurt actually become somewhat fond of the forests.

Huh, is that why he's here in a grove? There's no forest near Leeves, but I guess a grove is close enough.

"What's with that smile? Thinking of our survival training trips, are we?", Kurt asked me

"Just a bit."

"I can still go on…!"

"That would be more convincing were you not currently lying down with a high fever in our tent. I told you that you looked like you were sick this morning. And yet you insisted on doing the survival training.", I said as I changed the wet piece of clothing I used as compression.

...This idiot has always been hardheaded, huh?

A few moments of comfortable silence passed between us.

This…is probably a good time to talk about the main issue at hand.

"Kurt, you do realize that you are very talented don't you?"

"…What brings this on?"

I look at him, "You…well…I know that you can be quite demanding of yourself, and constantly compare yourself to others. However, where you are at, even if you think you are stagnating is impressive by any normal standards."

"...It doesn't seem like it, at times. Mueller is already quite strong, and he keeps getting stronger each day."

I sigh, "Your brother has a couple of years of experience on you. It would be natural that he would be stronger. I would not deny that he is very talented, he is about ten years younger than my father but both of them are already comparable in strength. Still, the pace at which you were growing in mastery is also phenomenal, perhaps you are stagnating currently, however, surely that is a phase where every martial artist would reach at some point?"

"Then what about you? You only reached intermediate a few months ago, and yet, I feel as if you're moving past me."

Finally asking that question huh? Well, I already have an answer prepared.

"The civil war…was a harrowing experience for all of us involved. We operated only on the Eastern front, where the conflict was not as vicious on the Western front. But even then, from the operations I bear witness to and the reports I read when helping Princess Alfin…the civil war exposed the festering corruption at the heart of the Empire. Nobody would have gone through it and remains the same."

I stop for a moment before continuing, "Even with minimal direct participation, my experience during the civil war broadens my horizon, and changes my perspective on a lot of things. That's simply all there is to it."

I'm sure that in time, he'll have those experiences as well, he's the protagonist, after all.

Kurt looks at me pensively, "I see…It's as I thought, after all."

He then stands up and turns his back on me.

"I'm going back."

"K-Kurt?"

Did I say something wrong? But…

"As I thought…that is the way it is."

What is he talking about? I thought I was doing well, we had a good atmosphere going.

I stand up and move in front of Kurt, "Did I say something wrong?"

Kurt shakes his head, "No. You explained exactly how I thought things would be."

"I know that you feel I'm currently ahead of you in the progress of our martial art, but you know that this is temporary. As soon as you—"

Kurt cuts me off, "That is not what this is about!"

He glares at me, "Do you…do you really think so little of me? Yes, I am jealous of how much you have progressed in the past two years! But I would never have let that affect our relationship more than a friendly competition! This is not about that, rather what led to that progress."

What led to my progress...the civil war?

"I-I don't understand."

Kurt scowls, "Of course, you don't."

Of course, I don't, damn it! You're not explaining it!

I take a deep breath to calm myself down, "Then explain it to me."

"…Forget it."

I snap. This shitty high-maintenance protagonist!

"What do you mean, 'Nevermind'?! You…Of course I would not understand it if you're—"

Kurt looks away, "Just…just forget it all right? I'll be fine by tomorrow."

…okay, calm down. Getting angry won't be solving anything. As much as I like to hit him hard, he'll just clam up even more.

"That's what you said last time after the Einhel Keep, and two weeks later you're challenging Instructor Rean to a duel.", I said sharply.

Kurt starts moving away from me, "I'll be fine. I promise…it's not your fault."

"I'm…going ahead.", he said before dashing away.

I thought to go after him for a second, before stopping.

I take a deep breath.

Both of us were too angry to continue. It's probably best to stop for now.

"It appears that the mission failed?"

Altina descends from the sky and moves to my right.

I sigh, "…It's not a mission, but yes."

A silence passes between us.

…I'm missing something. I know that whatever Kurt is hung up about, is regarding the civil war. And how it changes Alfin, Cedric, and me…? Is that it?

…Why does he have to be so complicated? Damn edgy JRPG protagonist!

"…Jessica. I found a good bakery in Leeves. Do you wish to go there?"

I look at Altina, was that her way of cheering me up? Well…I suppose I can do with something sugary to recharge my brain. Dealing with these JRPG protagonists is exhausting.

"Lead the way."

Altina led me to a café and bakery near the eastern exit of Leeves. She then ordered pancakes for the two of us before we sit in front of the counter.

…I didn't think she was the type to frequent café for sweets.

"I didn't know you are partial to sweets.", I said to Altina

"Sugar intake is one of the ways you can replenish your energy. It's simply efficient."

I give her a skeptical look, she was way too excited on the way here.

"…and the pancakes are delicious, as a bonus.", she added, blushing

Liar. You just like the pancakes don't you?

Oh well. I guess it's good that she actually has something she likes. I was afraid she was like 'military rations are all I need.' After all, Fie, from the old Class VII whom Altina was probably an expy of tried giving me experimental military rations at one point.

"Jessica, they also serve tea brewed from tea leaves."

"They do?"

"'Course we do, young lady! Made by yours truly.", a man said from behind the counter

Yes! Proper tea! Finally!

"May I look at your selection?"

The man smirks, before handing me a menu, "That way of speaking…a noble huh? Don't you worry one bit, I can guarantee that my tea is worthy to be served to the Emperor himself!"

"Oh? Any recommendation?", Bold words. Hope he can back it up.

He nods, "Yes…a master tea brewer should be able to serve the right tea to the right customer. Well then, tell me a bit about what you're looking for. Why'd you come to my wife's bakery today, I know from your uniform you're going to the military academy, so some refreshment after military training? Or does this café just catch your fancy?"

Oh. So this café and bakery are run by a husband and wife…how quaint.

Altina answers before I could, "She just had a 'lover spat'"

"That was not what happened."

Altina nods, "Apologies, I suppose 'lover spat' is incorrect as the two of you are not together yet."

The man laughs, "Oho! Botched courting is it? Well…as a guy myself, I hope you weren't too hard on the kid. We boys can be stupid when we're young, especially military types. I would know, I was in the army once."

I sigh. This must've been another thing Altina learned from the Major. Curse you, Major Lechter!

"Dear, are you bothering our customer?", the woman who takes our order earlier—probably the wife—interrupted him, while bringing out our order.

…Okay, it smells and looks amazing.

"Haha, no…though I suppose I did get overboard a little. But anyway, I think I know what to make", The man said.

He then turns to Altina and gives her a thumbs up, "Don't worry, Altina. I'll make sure your friend will feel better after drinking my tea."

The woman sighs, "That man, I swear…"

She then places the pancakes in front of us, and a glass of milk for Altina, "Here you go, Altina pancakes with a glass of milk as usual."

Wow, the owners even know her name. She must've come here a lot.

"Are you a regular here, Altina?", I asked her.

"As I mentioned, sugar intake is one of the best ways to replenish energy."

"You could've just been honest and said you like my pancakes, sweetie.", the woman said teasingly.

I nod, "I do believe that you said the pancakes were delicious."

Altina turns away, blushing, "…as a bonus."

The woman looks at Altina with amusement and then turns to me,

"I don't remember you. Is this your first time here? I'm Liza, that man was my husband, Julian."

"My name is Jessica Schleiden, it is indeed my first time here."

"Oh, the Snow Princess?"

"That's…right.", I said sheepishly.

"Oh, wow…This is the first time I have a celebrity for a customer."

I smile, "Ah, perhaps next time Altina can bring Instructor Rean here as well. He is our homeroom teacher."

Liza's eyes widen before she turns to Altina, "The Ashen Chevalier is your homeroom teacher? Is he open to being hired to promote this café?"

"I don't suppose there's any harm in asking. However, I'm not sure he would do it.", Altina replied

Yeah…probably not. Instructor Rean's not really comfortable broadcasting he's the Ashen Chevalier.

Too bad. He could've gone all, 'I'm Commander Instructor Schwarzer, and this is my favorite café in Erebonia.'

As Altina and I were eating the pancakes—which indeed, is very delicious—Julian, the man from earlier come back with a pot of tea and a glass.

"Here you go, one apple tea spiced with cinnamon and cloves."

Spiced apple tea? I like it but…

"I do like spiced apple tea, but why this in particular? After what Altina said earlier, I thought you would serve something calm and delicate in flavor."

Yeah…spiced apple tea has a very intense and bold flavor, and a punch of acidity.

Julian smirks, "You'd think so right? But I've gone through enough romantic experience, to know that the best way to deal with a girl after an argument is to just let her vent"

"And what was that supposed to mean?", Liza chimed in from the side.

"Haha…just a little joke dear, just a little joke.", Julian said nervously

"If you say so. By the way…You know that's the Snow Princess?", Liza finished before going to pick up orders from other customers.

Julian looks at me in surprise, "Oh…A fellow veteran of the Civil War huh? It…feels weird to call a girl your age a veteran, but that's how the world is I suppose. Even the Ashen Chevalier is only…what? Two? Three years older than you?"

I shake my head, "Ah, no. Compared to Instructor Rean and someone who serves in the army like you were…I probably didn't actually see a lot of combat back then."

Julian laughs, "Humble too, I see. Well, in any case, go on and drink the tea. It will help you vindicate yourself… afterward, the freshness along with the black tea leaves aftertaste will help you calm down. Perfect for any lady facing love troubles."

It's not really a love trouble…oh well. As I said, the more you get worked up the more you incentivize the rumors.

I decide to just drink the tea…oh wow, this actually goes quite well with the pancakes. Yeah, this is a very intense mixture of sweetness and tanginess with a subtle hint of spices.

…You know what? He's right. I should be vindicated. It's not my fault! I opened up to Kurt about my injury and in return, he went…'Never Mind' and 'You won't understand'?! I'm not psychic, damn it! If he's not explaining it, how am I supposed to understand?! I was even prepared if I had to trigger some flags!

Yeah, it's definitely his fault! Screw him…wait, bad phrasing.

Just as Julian promised after I gulp down the tea, the freshness of the apple slices and some of the bitterness from the black tea leaves are left behind. Along with a warm sensation due to the spices. It's a really pleasant feeling to have after you rant, it's like a catharsis.

…Damn, this really is good to drink if you're angry.

"You look happy. Is the tea really that good?", Altina said from beside me

Julian smiles, "Of course it is! I made it, after all. It's good, right? Snow Princess?"

I nod, "Yes. It really is. I do believe I would come by often from today onward."

"Another loyal customer acquired.", Julian said as he nods satisfactorily. He then goes back to brew another tea, presumably for another customer.

Well…it really is good. Goes well with the pancakes too. I slice another bit of the pancake and put it in my mouth. The sweetness of the pancake is enhanced by the bitter te aftertaste.

Yep, delicious.

"Oh, Jessica and Altina.", a familiar voice called out

I turn back and it's Instructor Rean, alongside a short girl with blue hair wearing a cap hiding behind him.

"Oh, Instructor Rean and—"

The girl cuts me off, "Aw…you noticed me? I was trying to surprise you two."

She then rushes to Altina excitedly, "Hey, Tilly! How've you been?"

Millium Orion, the other maybe android/homunculus aside from Altina…she's still as excitable as I remember from the Courageous,

"…what is she doing here?", Altina asked Instructor Rean.

Instructor Rean smiles, "Haha, she's here on business. I was giving her a tour around the city."

No one is noticing him. Do the glasses actually work? What the hell? All of us students noticed right away at the opening ceremony! No wait, that's not important right now.

Business? She's…part of the intelligence division too. A past party member belonging to a group that would fit the role of a plot hook.

This is…

Millium is now greeting Altina, her maybe-sister. While said maybe-sister is trying to get Millium to stop calling her Tilly, and also to stop calling Claiomh Solais Sammy while she's at it.

It's a cute scene, but what's important is that this pattern is definitely…

Instructor Rean taps me on the shoulder, "How did it go with Kurt?"

"…It didn't go well. My apologies."

"Ah. Well…I'll try to help too on my end, of course. But, when I had my issues, Laura was the one that first help me start to get over them. So I think, having a peer that can relate to Kurt is the key here. I'm sure you'll get through to him, eventually.", Instructor Rean said as he smiles to reassure me.

…Damn it, Instructor. Now that you bring up that Laura part the laws of causality will really force me to be the one to help Kurt get over it since most likely he's your expy and I'm Laura's expy.

Instructor Rean continues, "…though, of all the timing for this to happen—"

Just then Instructor Rean's ARCUS rang.

I knew it. The plot is coming, isn't it?

"…Um, is this Professor Schmidt?"

The professor? Yeah totally plot time.

"…Einhel Keep? From the Orienteering Exercise? I'm sorry, but I'm currently giving an acquaintance a tou—"

The professor appears to have cut him off, saying something before hanging up. Rude…as expected of him.

"What's up, Rean?"

"That call…"

I sigh, "What sort of inane request he has for you this time, Instructor?"

Instructor Rean then explains how the professor wants him and Millium to go to the Einhel Keep…and also what the Einhel Keep is for Millium's sake.

"Oh, that place sounds fun!", Millium exclaimed.

Just Millium and Instructor Rean huh? Yeah, the plot is definitely coming, not instantly, but this is totally that old protagonists gathering together for something mysterious scene.

"…I wanna see old Schmidt too!"

Millium, really? She wants to see the professor? She's too good for this world.

Instructor Rean sighs, "Well, he did make it sound important. All right then, when we're ready—"

"I will accompany you."

Altina, no. Let the old party members take care of it. If you get involved, most likely I will be dragged too.

"Oh! Good idea, Tilly! Jessica you too, you're officially Class VII now right? How else are we going to welcome you other than a dungeon dive in the school?", Millium said with cheer

…Sometimes I hate being right.

"…Ah, actually. Jessica, if you have the time you should go help Towa."

Oh? Is the former protagonist himself actually giving me a way out?

I turn to Instructor Rean, "I don't mind. What does she need help with?"

"It's about the faculty meeting earlier, you see…Oh, before that did you manage to found someone as your Vice-President?", Instructor Rean replied

"Yes, you see—"

"I am the vice-president.", Altina finished

"Oh?"

"Wow! You're on the Student Council, Tilly? That's so cool!"

Instructor Rean looks at her then at me, "Well…I suppose that's good. Though between the two of you, I worry that both of you will overwork yourself."

"I don't think you have any room to talk."

"That seems inappropriate coming from you."

Altina and I retorted in unison.

"Haha…I don't work that hard.", Instructor Rean said sheepishly.

Millium sighs, "Really, Rean? If it were anyone else, that would definitely be a humblebrag."

"I-in any case, about Towa...", Instructor Rean started, probably trying to change the subject.

Millium chimes in from beside him, "She was asked to handle the itinerary for you guys' field study right? Oh…I get it, you want Jessica to help her since she's Student Council President."

Wait, Field Study?

Instructor Rean nods then turns to us, "We were going to announce it later, but since you two are on the student council, I'll give you a short explanation. Long story short, the special lessons in your curriculum are a series of field studies."

"Field studies…this wouldn't happen to be of the same nature as your field studies, is it?", I ask warily.

"That's…"

Millium cuts Instructor Rean off, "Aww…what's wrong with our field study? They were fun! We got to prevent a war, and then fended off terrorists from hijacking the Empire's railway guns and committing genocide…Oh! And there was that one time we got locked inside a haunted castle…man, that was scary."

Preventing a war, stopping genocide, and a haunted castle. Yep, normal high school stuff…As the next generation of this exemplary anime high school cast, we're going to go through something similar, aren't we?

"Instructor Rean, what specifically will we be doing in the field study?", Altina asked

"Well…", Instructor Rean started, seemingly unsure how to proceed

"They're asking you guys to help deal with reports of jaegers and ouroboros agents sightings. For the first one, anyway."

"Millium!"

…The jaegers are bad enough, but the other one…

"What, Rean? Tilly's also a member of the Intelligence Division, soon as she knows you guys are going to Sutherland, she'll definitely put two and two together anyway!"

I look at Instructor Rean, "Is that true?"

He sighs, "The details are a bit more complicated than that. But…unfortunately yes, by the order of Chancellor Giliath Osborne, Thors Military Academy Branch Campus is being sent to deal with potential jaegers activities and Ouroboros sightings in Sutherland."

Ouroboros, the secret society that has been involved in many incidents in Zemuria. The Liberl Orbal Shutdown Phenomenon, the Civil War, and whatever was going on in Crossbell at the time…those are only the ones I know of from my time in the Courageous. They're definitely this franchise's overarching villain.

Sending cadets against them…I know we are a political inconvenience, but is the Chancellor really willing to just turn us into sacrificial pawns?

Well, one thing for sure…

Guess the prologue is over, huh?

Chapter Text

"This really does go by faster with two people."

Instructor Towa smiles from across me as we work on the itinerary plan together.

I nod, "I'm glad that I could be of help…though, I'm quite sure that my help would only expedite the work a little."

"Not at all, you're very helpful! This reminds me of when you helped around back in the Courageous."

"I see. In any case, this is also very educational for future student council duties, so think nothing of it, Instructor.", I replied.

I then look over the itinerary once more. It's pretty much just routine field exercises such as setting up base camp, patrol duties, and so on. Although…

"Instructor, there doesn't seem any activity specific to Sutherland in the itinerary."

Instructor Towa looks apologetic, "Well…you're right that typically in a field study like this we should take advantage of the region and have the students go somewhere that can't be found anywhere else. Unfortunately, the announcement for this field exercise is too sudden to arrange anything like that."

Man, the government sucks, they took advantage of us students and can't even be bothered to secure a good educational opportunity?

"Haha…do you have anywhere you'd like to go to in Sutherland, Jessica?"

"Not in particular, it just seems a bit of a waste to me. For instance…Dreknor Fortress is close to our planned base camp location, right? Ideally, we would have a chance to visit such a prominent military establishment.", I answered.

Instructor Towa nods, "Yes, that would be nice wouldn't it? Something like when the old class VII visited Garellia Fortress back during their field—"

"Yo, Herschel you here? Have you seen Schwar—oh, you have company?"

A well-dressed man with short red hair in a uniform entered the faculty room.

…I didn't know he's here, I guess he came along with Millium.

"Oh, Major Lechter. Do you need something?", Instructor Towa greeted the man.

"Just wondering if you've seen Schwarzer. I asked him to babysit Millium for a bit earlier, but I can't get ahold of him.", Major Lechter replied.

Instructor Towa looked at me, "Oh, I think Jessica said that Professor Schmidt asked them to run an experiment."

I nod, "The professor asked the two of them and Altina to go to the Einhel Keep."

Altina actually asked if she should come along with me since it's student council duties. But I said I could take care of it since she seems to want to go with Instructor Rean and Millium.

Major Lechter sighs, "Aww man, I was hoping to be wrong. If they're with the professor nothing we can do."

Not even the Chancellor's inner circle can touch Professor Schmidt, huh?

"Anyway, 'grats on being the student council president, Snow Princess. You're even taking our own Black Rabbit with you as vice-president.", he continued

"…As expected of the Intelligence Division, that was only a few hours ago, how did you even get ahold of that information?", I asked in curiosity. I don't think Altina had time to report yet.

Major Lechter winks at me, "I'm good at guessing."

So in other words, he's not telling. Oh well, worth a shot.

Major Lechter takes a seat next to Instructor Towa, "Anyway…since I have some time to kill, why don't the three of us talk shop? I was a student council president when I was attending Jenis Royal Academy, y'know? I can give you some tips and tricks in addition to what Herschel taught you."

I nod, "I suppose it can't hurt."

"Jenis Royal Academy is in Liberl, right Major? That does sound interesting…Since it's not in Erebonia and not a military school like Thors, it would be an entirely different experience than mine.", Instructor Towa added.

Major Lecthter chuckles, "Well, the most important thing is to have a good vice-president. Division of labor is important you know?"

Instructor Towa nods, "That's true…in retrospect, I probably should have handed off some things to my vice-president instead of trying to handle all the work by myself."

Major Lechter looks at me, "Haha, well Herschel is such a hard worker. As for me… I'm much more easygoing. You can probably take it a bit easy too with Altina as your vice-president, though if it's anything about people, you might want to handle that part yourself."

I shake my head, "I was actually thinking of having her take care of those duties, some of them anyway. I plan to divide club supervision duties between the two of us. I think that would be good for her…Of course, I would still help if she needs it."

"Yeah, that sounds good for her. Thanks, 'appreciate it. In return, why don't I teach you a trick to make life easier as a student council president?", Major Lechter replied, smiling.

"…sure?"

He smirks, "One of my favorite tricks is to set up a rope in the window for a quick escape to the rooftop."

"Escape from what exactly?", I asked

"From student council duties, of course! Man…they can get really tiring you know.", Major Lechter said cheerily.

"Umm…I don't think you should do that.", Instructor Towa added from beside him.

"My stance on the matter is that if you've never tried to escape from student council duties, you haven't got the full course experience as student council president.", Major Lechter replied

…Oh. I know this archetype.

I sigh, "Major, when you said division of labor earlier…you meant you left everything to your vice-president and only worked if they managed to capture you, didn't you?"

He looks surprised, "Uh…How'd you know that?"

I smile, "I suppose I'm also good at guessing, Major."

You see, not all anime student council presidents are diligent, some from older anime belong to the 'lazy but get the job done' president archetype.

"I see. That so? Interesting…", Major Lechter replied

Huh? What's with the serious tone? Wait, I didn't just place myself on the intelligence division watch list just for that, did I?

…Better change the subject.

"I-in any case, Major Lechter…regarding the Sutherland Field Exercise, I don't suppose the government can supply any more soldats?"

Instructor Towa nods, "Yes, that's right! We only have four soldats currently, not counting Valimar and the principal's personal soldat. It's a start, but considering we're possibly up against ouroboros…"

Major Lechter sighs, "Listen, personally I'd be happy to give you more soldats. But…suffice to say, there are tons of things going on right now that prevent us from doing so. Besides, you guys ate enough mira already with the soldat weapons."

"The weapons?", I chimed in.

He nods, "Yeah, since panzer soldats function better using weapons their pilots are familiar with, the government supplied custom-made soldat weapons for all Class VIII and Class VII students. Things like spears, swords, and guns are one thing. But then you have something like Crawford's tonfa with guns…and don't get me started on Carbide's weapon."

"Carbide? As in Ash Carbide? Is his weapon special in some regards?", I asked

"Oh…he hasn't shown it off in class or something? Yeah, his registered weapon has a special mechanism.", he replied.

"What sort of special mechanism?"

Major Lechter gives me a challenging smile, "Hmm…why don't you try guessing?"

"…I don't have a clue, unfortunately."

I really don't, and besides, that serious tone earlier had me paranoid.

"Really now? Are you sure…?"

"Yes…I don't have a clue, Major."

Why is he so hung up on this?! Ugh…I should watch what I say more carefully from now on.

"U-umm…So going back to the itinerary…"

Instructor Towa, probably noticing thing has started to go tense, comes to my rescue by diverting the conversation back to the itinerary.

Major Lechter sighs, "Oh, fine…anything I can help with?"

He then turns to me, "Oh, by the way. Carbide's weapon looks like an Ax, but its head can actually change to a scythe and is a detachable blade connected with chains. Consider it a freebie, you'll be needing that info soon. Just a feeling I have."

I nod, "I don't quite understand what you mean about needing that information soon, but thank you."

It worked…Thank you, Instructor Towa. Let it be known once again, that to me Instructor Rean messed up by not picking you for his romance option.

But what does he mean he has a feeling that I'll need that info soon? It's one thing to have accurate information about past events.

But for future events, there has to be something to work with to make an accurate prediction. I did consider Ash probably being part of the main cast, so it wouldn't surprise me if they know each other somehow and that like Musse, Ash has some agenda being enrolled here.

Or the other option…considering the anime trope would be that Major Lechter has future sight or something along that line.

"…So Jessica suggested earlier that the students should take the opportunity to visit Dreknor Fortress. But considering the time frame…it doesn't seem like possible to get the authorization."

I focus my attention back on the conversation, especially now that they're discussing my idea,

"Dreknor Fortress is just an example. I merely think that if we're being asked to risk our lives, the least we could have as compensation is to get the most out of this trip by having the experience we can't have elsewhere."

Major Lechter nods, "Yeah…I getcha, if this were not a military academy then definitely you guys should have some leisure activity special to Sutherland…But since you guys are essentially cadets, no dice I'm afraid. Dreknor Fortress could work though, just need to get permission from the 4^th armored division stationed there."

"The 4^th is headed by Craig the Red, right? I don't think it's possible to get permission one week prior to the visit. I had minimal interaction with him during the civil war, but he seems quite strict.", I said

For some reason, Instructor Towa seems to be holding back her laugh.

Major Lechter snorts, "Strict? Eh…maybe to his men."

"I don't quite understand."

Instructor Towa laughs, "Heehee, that's what you get for insisting on staying on the ship most of the time, you missed some stuff on the field."

Well, I was trying to avoid the plot back then.

Instructor Towa turns to Major Lechter and continues, "…still, Jessica has a point. General Craig can be very lenient to certain people, but I don't think even he can allow a visit for one of the largest military bases in Erebonia on such short notice."

Major Lechter shakes his head, "You two are way too uptight, that can be arranged with this little thing we call nepotism."

He then starts to call a number on his ARCUS.

"Uh…Hello? Elliot Craig speaking, who is—M-Major Arundel?!"

"Hello there! Don't mind me, just have some folks with me who can use your help.", Major Lechter said jovially before handing his ARCUS to me and Instructor Towa.

A red-haired young man with a ponytail wearing a beret is shown on the screen.

"Oh! Towa? And Jessica too, long time no see!", he greeted us.

Instructor Towa smiles, "Elliot! Nice to see you! I haven't seen you since graduation."

Elliot nods, "That's right, graduation was the last time we saw each other, huh? For Jessica, hmm…Was it the last Old Schoolhouse exploration?"

Yep. The one that's probably the post-game bonus dungeon.

I nod, "Yes, that's correct. That was the last time I saw you and the rest of Class VII."

He smiles, "Wow, that was…what, March, last year? Oh, by the way, Rean told me. As an alumnus…welcome to Class VII! I'll make you my special omelette next time we meet in person."

"Thank you, though you don't have to go out of your way to do that for me.", I replied.

"Hey, now! This is a nice little reunion and all, but maybe tell him about your situation, yeah?" Major Lechter chimed in.

"Ah, right. So…"

Instructor Towa and I explained our predicament to Elliot. After we finished, he smiles and nods,

"Okay! Leave it to me, I'll talk to dad about it. Just have the official letter ready."

"Would that really be all right? I don't want General Craig to have the impression that Thors Branch Campus is using our connection to his son for unofficial channel lobbying.", I asked cautiously.

He laughs, "Haha, don't worry about it. It'll be fine, you'll see. I'll get back to you through Rean as soon as I get the OK, all right?"

"…well, if you're sure."

"Yup! Well, talk to you two later. Don't hesitate to call me if I can help with anything else.", he said before hanging up.

I give the ARCUS back to Major Lechter.

He smiles, "All right! Put Dreknor Fortress visit on your itinerary. Feel free to thank me for introducing you to the power of nepotism, by the way."

"Uh…Is it already a given that General Craig will give permission?", I asked.

Instructor Towa nods, "Yep. If Elliot or his sister ask, General Craig will definitely give his OK."

I shrug. Well…all right then. I guess he's the strict-looking anime dad but dotes on his children? Kinda like Hughes from Fullmetal Alchemist?

After that, we continued working on the itinerary with some actually helpful input from Major Lechter. Eventually, the Major decidedly said 'it's about time they're done with the keep' before calling Instructor Rean…and somehow he's right. Where is he getting all these pieces of information from?

Major Lechter then bid us goodbye and headed to the station to meet up with Millium and take the train back to Heimdallr.

…I wish I could've given him a piece of my mind about that 'love triangle' thing he tells Altina about. But eh…the occasion never came up. Besides after that tense bit earlier…I don't think I want to risk it.

Instructor Towa and I continued to work on the itinerary and other preparations such as drafting letters for the local authorities, which in this case would be Marquis Hyarms, head of one of four Erebonia's Great Noble Houses, and General Olaf Craig of the 4^th armored division.

We moved to the dorm once it got dark. Right now, we are in the study room, working on Marquis Hyarms' letter.

Instructor Towa had put on the radio for some music while we work. It's tuned in to Radio Trista, the previous program has just ended and the station is now playing a song…that seems somewhat familiar.

"I feel like, I know this song.", Instructor Towa said from beside me

So it's not just me the—

"Good evening, listeners."

A female voice with a smooth jazz quality from the radio interrupted my thoughts.

Wait, this is!

"Oh, hello. Finally awake, are you?"

"You had quite the nasty wound there. Thankfully, you have me, a witch, to heal you. Won't even leave a scar on your pretty skin."

"It's 9 PM on April 16^th and you're listening to Radio Trista."

Yeah, there's no way I can forget this voice.

I look at Instructor Towa, "Instructor, this is…"

"Hello, there everyone! It's been a year and a half…"

The very distinct voice continues with her broadcast, as Instructor Towa nods at me,

"Yes, this is…Vita Clotilde!"

Vita Clotilde, the Azure Abyss. Former opera star whose secret identity is an Anguis, which is a high-ranking member of Ouroboros.

If there's any doubt that Kurt's game plot is starting to unfold, well…there's no doubt now.

Later that night, the Principal also gave an announcement at the dorm before curfew about Altina and me being on the student council.

Some people congratulate us, but I was too busy thinking about Vita's appearance on Radio Trista.

In the end, Instructor Rean managed to confirm—through a fellow Thors graduate who works in Radio Trista, Munk—that while Vita had taken up her old radio MC alter ego Misty, she didn't actually record the broadcast on the station.

She merely contacted the radio station director and offer to resume her radio program, Abend Time, by sending in a recording from an undisclosed location. Fanmails meanwhile would be brought to a P.O. box in the capital.

Of course, since Misty's true identity as Vita Clotilde, a former opera star and a top-ranking member of Ouroboros is not public knowledge, the radio director jumped at the chance to bring back a popular program of Radio Trista.

Intelligence Division later confirmed the information, adding that their people watch the P.O. box 24/7, and yet the fanmails disappear without anyone ever taking them. Similarly, the memory quartz containing recordings of Abend Time appears at the post office ready for shipping without anyone delivering them.

Instructor Rean said that most likely she's just doing this because she likes being a radio talk show host. Seeing that according to Major Lechter the Intelligence Division won't shut down the show, and just rather have it on the air in case she lets something slips, their psychological profile of Vita probably matches Instructor Rean's assessment and they deemed the broadcast to be harmless.

I still can't believe she just casually used her magic just so she can appear on the radio. But this is anime, the powerful people usually have a personality quirk or two.

At least there's a piece of good news this morning, as Instructor Rean told us that Elliot had contacted him and General Craig has given his approval for our visit.

"…The newest model's armor was redesigned to increase defense and mobility.", Juna muttered from my left as she read straight from the Panzer Soldat almanac.

Today is the first Panzer Soldat lesson. Class VII and Class VIII get to learn how to pilot a soldat, Which is why we are now at a joint Panzer Soldat lecture class with Class VIII. We're still waiting for the lecture to start though.

Class IX is also here but they will perform backup work simulation rather than panzer soldat pilot training…Considering the curriculum, I wonder why Class IX is not called Military Logistic instead of Military Finance, oh well. Sucks to be them, not being able to be a mech pilot.

"Jessica, you're not sitting with Kurt today?" a teasing voice with an I-know-all-about-it tone said from my right.

It's not that I'm not sitting with him. He's the one that sits with Sidney instead of with Juna, Altina, and me like usual. I'll be all right tomorrow? Hah, what a liar.

"I'm not about to bother asking how, but I am quite sure you have the answers already, don't you, Musse?"

"Teehee, whatever do you mean…? I just hear some things, that's all."

Juna stops reading and turns to me, "Did something happen between you two?"

I shake my head, "Nothing you should be concerne—"

"They had a 'lover spat'", Altina deadpans.

"Wait, what?"

I don't need to see her, but I can just feel Musse is trying her best not to burst out laughing.

Altina nods at Juna, "Yes. Oh, by the way, Juna, would you like an update only if Jessica's and Kurt's relationship progresses, or would you also like an update if they encounter issues in their relationship?"

"What? No!", Juna replied immediately

"Yes, I concur. From what I understand exploiting such things usually leads to a deterioration of the friendship between the two competing women.", Altina continued.

Musse is full-on giggling now, I had better say something before Juna gets the wrong—and weird—idea.

I sigh, "Altina, we established yesterday that it was not a lover spat."

"Ah yes, you are not yet lovers, so it was not in fact, a 'lover spat'. Slip of the tongue, oops.", Altina replied

Is Altina trolling me? She totally is, isn't she? Major Lechter is definitely a bad influence on her.

"The operative word here is 'yet'. Am I right, Altina?", Musse started

"Yes, in my assessment—"

Juna cuts in, "Okay, back up. Jessica, you had a fight with Kurt? What'd that jerk do? Something similar to the 'cold tea' comment, again?"

I shake my head, "I am not that petty, so no—"

Musse interrupts me, "Oh? Cold Tea? What is this about? I only know about you trying to comfort him after his duel with Instructor Rean but ended up fighting instead."

"Kurt dueled Instructor Rean? When did this happen?", Juna asked sounding totally lost.

I ignore her for the time being and turn to Musse, "How do you even know that?"

She smiles, "Well…Since Maya and I are on the Tea Ceremony Club, Sidney was asking me through Maya for your number yesterday. He only said something about needing you to calm Kurt down, but I managed to put two and two together! Don't worry, I haven't told anyone else."

What do you mean putting two and two together?! That's such a gold medal mental gymnastics to go from 'calming Kurt down' to 'Instructor Rean and Kurt dueled and Jessica decided to comfort Kurt only to fail and ended up fighting instead'. I know that you're supposed to be the genius anime high schooler, but come on!

"…it was just a speculation, mind you. But your reaction told me all I need to know_~" Musse continued.

Juna massages her temples, "Okay, what exactly went down after you visited us in the tennis club, yesterday?"

I sigh, "You see…"

I managed to give Juna the basic rundown before Instructor Michael and Towa come and deliver the lecture.

Most of it I already read in the manual. Some introductions such as the history of how Professor Schmidt created the panzer soldats, their unveiling during the civil war two years ago, and the developmental progress until now.

Then they get to the important part, the basics of soldat piloting.

Panzer Soldat uses the link technology to emulate the connection between Divine Knights like Valimar with their pilots. Therefore, all you need to do when piloting a soldat is to envision how you would move in a normal battle, and in a fraction of a second, the system will give you a prompt in your mind for the controls you need to perform to do the closest approximation of the moves envisioned.

This is why panzer soldats work better using armaments their pilots are familiar with. Of course, you still need to get used to fighting with a limited view from the cockpit, finding out what kinds of moves are possible to be performed on a soldat, and getting used to the controls so your reflex can keep up with your mind and the prompts given by the system.

Unfortunately, due to that link between the soldat and the pilot, damages to the chassis of the soldat will cause pain feedback for the pilot, on the other hand, such intimate links also meant that the pilot could use their martial arts technique fully, so imbuing my spear with ice in a mech? Totally feasible …Well, that's a staple in some mecha genre, I think.

After that, we covered the basic rundown of the controls before Instructor Michael dismissed the class and had us move to the training ground.

We only had four soldats, so students take turns two at a time with Instructor Rean and Instructor Randy supervising.

We have three Drakkhen II the standard model for all-purpose use and one Hector Mk. II, the clunkier but more powerful and resilient model. The Hector is taken by Instructor Randy, leaving the rest of us with Drakkhen II.

Well…that suits me just fine. Drakkhen is probably more compatible with my spearmanship technique than a Hector anyway.

Speaking of, Major Lechter was right. The weapons are custom-made, the spear I'm currently using with this Drakkhen is pretty much a bigger version of my spear. Considering we have 11 students here and taking into account the more unique weapons such as Juna's or Ash's like the Major said…and the fact they made two sets, one set of live weapons and one set of plastic training weapons…okay, maybe the government is not exactly being stingy with the mira.

"Very good job, Jessica. Now turn around and fall back.", Instructor Randy said signaling that my turn with the soldat is over.

"Understood, Instructor.", I said, as I move the Drakkhen back to the designated spot and disembark, switching with Leonora, a girl from class VIII with tan and green hair several shades darker than Musse's.

I walk back to the rest of Class VII.

That was actually pretty good, I'm nowhere near proficient at it yet, but once you get used to the sensation, it's almost like driving a car, when you think where you want to go and your body just knows what to do. Obviously, combat maneuvers are much harder than driving through a lane, though.

"Good work, Jessica.", Altina greeted me once I reach them

I nod, "Thank you. You as well."

Juna sighs, "I can't believe they're making us pilot panzer soldats. I feel like I'm betraying the people of Crossbell."

I shrug, "Panzer soldat would see commonplace use in military everywhere soon enough. Learning how to use it wouldn't make you betray Crossbell anymore than learning how to use a gun."

"Geez, I know…That was just a sentiment.", Juna replied.

"I agree with Jessica, considering how fast you manage to figure out the control…you appear to have a talent for piloting panzer soldat. It would be a waste to not learn how to pilot one.", Altina said from beside her.

Juna shrugs, "Well…I did drive an orbal car at the police academy. Once I get familiar with it, things just sort of click. I think Jessica was also pretty good."

She then turns to me, "Have you ever driven an orbal car?"

I shake my head, "No, I haven't had the opportunity."

As Jessica anyway. Well actually, technically I haven't driven an orbal car…though I think it's pretty much the same from what I've gathered.

"Huh? Then I guess you're the talented one, right Kurt?" Juna said, turning to Kurt who hasn't joined our conversation at all.

"…Yes.", Kurt said not even looking at me.

Juna looks between the two of us, "Umm…How hard would it be to fight in a soldat, you think?"

Might as well respond to Juna's attempt to help patch things up, "Well…I think the hardest part would be deciding which of our techniques would be feasible to be done on soldats. For example, I think Instructor Rean said that while piloting he can't use any techniques that require too much speed and nimbleness such as the 2^nd form of eight leaves one blade: gale, because even Valimar can't move that fast. On the other hand that also means that enemies will move much slower, so certain techniques he's not quite proficient at, for instance, the 5^th form of eight leaves one blade: Morning Moon actually becomes feasible."

I turn to Kurt, "I imagine it would apply to any formal martial arts, such as my Schleiden style and Kurt's Vander style, what do you think Kurt?"

"…I suppose so."

My eyes twitch.

"…Very well, if that's how you're going to be…go on and wallow in self-pity, then. See if I care.", I replied before turning away from him.

If I were still a grown-up with a medical degree working as a GP, I'd probably indulge him and coax him more. However, as Jessica Schleiden, a teenage girl…I'm allowed some pettiness.

After that, Juna continues to try patching things up between Kurt and me…unfortunately to no avail. Finally, Juna sighs and gives up, making an awkward silence fall between us.

A few moments passed, until Instructor Randy speaks, "All right, everyone! It's a bit early but we're gonna do a simple mock battle!"

"Instructor Randolph and I will take turns fighting a team of two of you.", Instructor Rean added

The head of his Drakkhen then turns in our direction, "Step forward when your name is called. First up, Kurt and Jess—"

I shake my head, hoping he can see me.

"…sorry. Kurt and Juna, please step forward."

Good. I don't think we'll be a good pair right now and it will just hamper our learning experience. And hey, Instructor Rean even paired Kurt with Juna. Nice, good choice Instructor.

Juna and Kurt actually manage to fare quite well against Instructor Rean all things considered. They manage to make Instructor Rean's soldat fall to its knee. Of course, it's immediately clear as soon as it stands back up without any problem that Instructor Rean treats it completely as a training exercise and held back quite a lot.

Kurt and Juna look a bit irritated once they got back, but well…what do they expect? Instructor Rean is pretty much as veteran as they go for mechs, considering he's been piloting Valimar since day one when soldats were unveiled during the start of the civil war.

Eventually, my name got called along with Ash.

Oh great…Well, it's not like I can just change partners twice, that'd be pushing it.

"Ready, Instructor.", I said as I started to move toward the Drakkhen, but…

"Hah, no way.", Ash said from the Class VIII spot

I look at him blankly, "I see, in that case, please step back so another student can take your place."

"What?! That ain't what I mean!"

"Then step forward and so we can be done with this.", I replied

Ash smirks, "Nah. Nothing against you, Snow Princess. But if we're doing a mock battle, I want it to be more interesting."

He then turns to Instructor Randy's Hector, "Instructor Randolph, let me borrow that Hector. I want to go up against Instructor Schwarzer one-on-one."

I cut him off immediately, sorry, I have little patience for your bullshit right now, Ash.

"Don't be ridiculous. There is no way they can entertain your inane request. Not only would the result of such a battle be one-sided and thus depriving you of any useful experience, but wasting everyone's time. Isn't that right, Instructor?"

"Well, I wouldn't put it quite that way, but—", Instructor Rean started.

"Meh, we're eleven people anyway. Someone's gotta go at it solo. Might as well be me.", Ash replied.

Instructor Randy sighs, "Actually, we were going to have the last one pair up with either me or Schwarzer. Don't make trouble for other class, Ash."

"Man, that's boring, don't 'cha think Instructor Schwarzer? After all…The Ashen Chevalier can't be afraid of facing a student can he?", Ash said mockingly to Instructor Rean.

"…well, I was thinking of allowing it as an appreciation of your enthusiasm. But, I think Jessica is correct that it wouldn't be a good experience for you. Considering it's your first time piloting, that might be a bit too much.", Instructor Rean replied.

"What?! Don't underestimate me!"

I sigh, "The Instructors have spoken on the matter. If you're still throwing this childish temper tantrum, can you please step back and switch with one of the other students? I repeat, you are wasting our time."

Ash glares at me, "Fine…I'll give up on Schwarzer. Why don't you fight me in his place, then?"

Man, at times like these, I wish Instructor Michael were here. He won't tolerate any of this bullshit.

I ignore him, "Instructor Rean, Instructor Randolph. It seems clear that Cadet Ash Carbide is being uncooperative. Please appoint another student to move things along and take disciplinary measures for Cadet Carbide."

Ash smirks tauntingly, "Oooh, we got a teacher's pet over here. You know…how much of you being the Snow Princess was you being Schwarzer's 'pet'?"

Okay, that's it. You're dead.

I glare at him, "On second thought, please allow the match to happen."

"Uh…that's a bit...", Instructor Rean started

Instructor Randy sighs, "Right, that's enough Ash. As your homeroom teacher, I think that—"

"I'll allow it. 'Tis quite interesting."

Principal Le Guin strolls into the field with a smirk on her face.

"Principal?", Instructor Rean asked in surprise.

Principal Le Guin waves him off, "I was planning to only watch for today, but then something interesting happened. The two of them wish to fight, do they? Then let them fight."

Ash looks at me challengingly, "Heh. Looks like the Golden Rakshasa agreed. Too late to back out now, prissy girl."

I give him a cold smile in return, "I believe that is my line."

Instructor Rean sighs, "All right, in that case, the two of you should go and board the Drakkhens."

"Actually, I still wanna borrow the Hector.", Ash chimed in.

"You know, the Hector is clunkier and harder to control, you sure you can—"

"Let him do it, Orlando. We'll see how he fares.", Principal Le Guin cuts Instructor Randy off.

Instructor Randy sighs before disembarking from the cockpit, "Well…all right."

I walk to the Drakkhen that I would be using, before being stopped by Juna, Altina, and Kurt.

"Kick his ass, Jessica. I've been wanting to punch that smug face of his since that time at the academy gate.", Juna said

Altina nods, "While not as incensed as Juna, I do find some of his remarks irritating, therefore I would like it if you could do something along the lines of what Juna requested."

"…", Kurt is just looking at me.

I nod, "I will do my best."

Whatever, edgy protagonist-kun. Sorry to steal your thunder, but I'm about to beat the shit out of your probably future rival character.

I was about to board the Drakkhen when Kurt stops me,

"Good luck. Though…You probably won't need it against the likes of him."

Some progress! Finally!

"Thank you."

I board the Drakkhen and activated the sync system, before picking up the soldat-weapon version of my spear.

Ash's face appears on my monitor,

"Finished saying goodbye to your Vander boy toy? Don't worry, I ain't gonna hurt you tha—"

I ignore him and cut the feed…Renegade Commander Shepard would be proud of me.

We both walk our soldats to the center of the training field.

Instructor Rean, still inside his Drakkhen starts speaking, "All right, the rules are as with the previous—"

Ash cuts him off, "Yeah, yeah. We got it, Instructor."

"Shame that you had to have a girl fight for you though, was hoping to see the greatness of our nation's beloved hero firsthand.", he added sarcastically

"Haha, I see. As I said, I don't think you would get anything valuable out of fighting me as you are now. Also, you really should take Jessica seriously.", Instructor Rean replied unfazed

That's right, instructor. Don't get riled up over such a cliché taunt.

"Tch, well fine. Let's—", Ash replied as he raises his weapon as if he were about to strike.

Hmm…he cannot reach me from this distance.

"Oh, by the way. Carbide's weapon looks like an Ax, but its head can actually change to a scythe and is a detachable blade connected with chains. Consider it a freebie, you'll be needing that info soon. Just a feeling I have."

I see.

"—just start already!", Ash yelled as he swung his weapon and it changes into a scythe before the blade was launched at me.

But I am ready thanks to Major Lechter's information.

I block the incoming blade with my spear. I could feel through the sync system that there's quite a force behind that throw from a Hector.

Still, I manage to deflect it so it falls harmlessly to the ground.

Taking the chance of my currently practically unarmed opponent, I charge and deliver a thrust at Ash's Hector.

It recoils a bit before it is met with my second thrust as a follow-up.

Ash moves his Hector's right hand, attempting to reel back the detached blade.

However, his inexperience controlling the clunkier Hector means he didn't manage to reel it fast enough before I had my Drakkhen step on the chain.

A Hector might've been made for more power, but lifting the entire weight of a Drakkhen is another thing entirely. You'd need the Goliath model for that.

As it suffers another recoil—this time from failing to reel back its weapon due to the weight of my Drakkhen—I put another thrust on the Hector and a second one for a follow-up.

Realizing that his weapon is now useless, Ash had his Hector drop the weapon, and bring up its fist to fight bare-handed, before sending a punch my way.

Thankfully, as before the clunkier Hector and Ash's inexperience in controlling it allows me to barely dodge the punch by redirecting it off-course a little with the backend of my spear, before bringing the tip in an upward slashing motion against Ash's Hector, causing it to lose balance.

I fully close the gap and deliver a series of rapid thrusts with the now ice-imbued spear on the off-balance Hector.

The Hector falls down.

"That's enough! Jessica wins the match."

Win? More like I massacred him.

Ah, it feels good. Kurt has been really annoying lately, so it's nice to take out my frustrations on something—or rather someone, that someone being a guy that shit-talked since day one of our meeting makes it even better.

We both disembarked and I can see him scowling as he was most likely being chastised by Instructor Randy and Instructor Rean.

What'd he expect? He's using a clunky mech that he has barely experience controlling and using an unwieldy weapon.

Well…actually, he probably expected me to not be ready for that very first strike. And honestly, if it caught me by surprise, he'd have the advantage, and considering the Hector's power output…things might've been different.

Principal Le Guin approaches me, "Nice work, Schleiden. First lesson as a student council president under me, if there are any rowdy students, you defeat them in a duel."

"Uh…I'm not sure that's how it's supposed to work."

She raises one of her eyebrows, "No? Back when I attended Thors, that was how I consolidated the fencing club under me, before declaring war on other clubs to gain control of them."

What? Is she the protagonist of some delinquent high school anime or something?

She smiles, "Well…as long as you get the job done and keep them in line, I don't particularly care if you use violence or otherwise."

"I'll…keep that in mind, Principal Le Guin.", I replied

She nods, "Oh, by the way…I saw the addition in the itinerary for the Dreknor Fortress visit. Herschel said it was your idea, I appreciate the initiative. It should prove to be a good learning experience, it's too bad that the 3^rd armored division is no longer in charge of it."

"The 3^rd armored division is…"

"That's correct, the division headed by One-eyed Zech."

…That's right, Kurt's uncle, General Zech Vander, was in charge of the 3^rd armored division which was stationed in Dreknor Fortress before being relocated to a much less prestigious post in the Nords Highlands. To my understanding, it was punishment due to the General disobeying government's order during the Liberl Orbal Shutdown Phenomenon.

Principal Le Guin adds, "I have nothing against the 4^th armored division under Craig the Red, but considering that Zech Vander was one of my teachers in swordsmanship, I am quite partial to him between the two, even after we fought each other back in the civil war."

"Ah…I have heard about that. It was during the final battle of the civil war, wasn't it?"

She nods, "That's correct, though considering I was in a soldat and he was in a tank, it was not as exhilarating as I'd hoped. In any case…I was simply reminiscing, pay no heed to it. Arranging a visit to one of the largest military bases in the Empire is good work, regardless of who is in charge of the fortress."

I nod back respectfully, "Thank you for the kind words."

She waves me off before leaving.

"Oh, that's right. Since you helped Herschel make the itinerary, prepare yourself to also help her present it to the rest of the students in the briefing this afternoon.", Principal Le Guin added as she walks away.

The afternoon was set aside to brief the rest of the students on the field exercise. The reception of the news is mixed. Some were worried, though some were actually excited at the prospect.

The presentation went off fine with nothing notable aside from chatters of speculation, which got silenced by Instructor Michael immediately.

After the presentation ended, Ash approaches me

"Is there something I can help you with?", I asked bluntly.

He scowls, "Tch, I'll pay you back for earlier someday."

I give him a smile in return, "Is that so? Well, you don't have to worry, as earlier, I won't hurt you too badly."

"Whatever, just wait until the next Soldat lesson.", he said as he leaves

"What'd he want with you?", Juna asked after Ash leaves.

I shrug, "Something about 'paying me back' next time"

"So the usual tough guy talk?", Juna asked.

I nod, "That seems to be the case, yes."

Juna sighs before going ahead, "Boys can be really annoying sometimes, huh?"

As a former dude, I resent that, at least say anime boys…however after seeing it from both sides now that I was reborn as a girl, I can safely conclude that both can be annoying.

In any case, the important thing is that Major Lechter's information turns out to be useful, just as he said. This means the two scenarios I've outlined previously merit serious consideration.

Either Ash is involved with the intelligence division and Major Lechter is doing the 'anime mastermind' like Musse and somehow arranges Ash to fight me or knows that's how it would go down for some reason, or the second option is that the Major has some form of future sights.

Both of these could be viable, or maybe a combination of the two.

Either way…considering the look, the attitude, and possible connection to the intelligence division…the chances of Ash also being in the main cast is pretty high by now.

Oh well… good rival dynamics usually mean that the heroines can take it easy for a bit since the rival can take some of the heroines' responsibility in regard to the protagonist.

Yep, maybe Kurt and Ash can punch each other in a slugfest or something to solve their issues.

A.N. Finally, field exercise next chapter. A lot of the soldat mechanic in this chapter is basically just my headcanon since the game never fully explains how they work. Just that the stronger you are off the soldat, the better pilot you'd be. And that they're based on the Divine Knights

In case anyone is curious, this is the Almanac from the game Juna was reading

Chapter Text

Septian Calendar 1206, 21^st of April

It's been five days since the Panzer Soldat training exercise, and this evening is our scheduled departure for the field exercise in Sutherland with an ETA of 8 hours. Apparently, the Branch Campus will be given a special armored train from the government to use for this and future field exercises. It has not arrived yet, though.

As the student council, Altina and I are currently supervising the final inventory check while we're waiting for the special train in our own private train station near the hangar.

Private train station and armored train…For all its flaws the amount of mira invested in this school is not one of them. That's something, I guess.

"Do you think this is a joke, Cadet?! Your tardiness for our first field exercise is not tolerable!"

I look toward Instructor Michael, who is currently berating two late Class VIII students, Wayne and Freddie.

Not to play into stereotypes but, while I could see Freddie with his unkempt silver hair being late, Wayne seems like the honor student type for a military academy with the short blond hair, glasses, and buff build.

Altina and I ensure that the girls were done packing and ready to go an hour ago. But, surprisingly for a Military Academy, the girl-boy divide is still prevalent, so we can't really do the same for the boy's side of the dormitory.

Probably because Principal Le Guin insisted to keep the Branch Campus more similar to the Thors she attended, which is less militarized and spartan than the recently reformed more militarized main campus…In that case, maybe I should propose a RA Dorm system comprised of a male and female RA for both sides of the dorm. Yeah, they can also probably help with council duties that way.

"Final inventory check is done. Everything is in order."

I nod, "Thank you, Altina. I will report to the Instructors. Please check with Tita next if there are any problems with the preparation to load the soldats into the train."

"Affirmative."

I move toward Instructor Towa, who is currently chatting with Instructor Rean and Instructor Randy.

"Instructor Towa, the final inventory check is done. Everything is in order.", I repeat Altina's report to her.

Instructor Towa nods, "Ok! Thank you, Jessica, We're just waiting for the train now."

"The Panzer Soldats and Valimar should be ready to be loaded, though Tita is currently doing a final check for them.", I added.

"Tita, huh? I'm actually amazed that she's already proficient enough to be in charge of Valimar.", Instructor Rean said from beside me.

Instructor Towa nods, "Yes, she's very talented with machinery and orbal science. She's in my class, but it really feels like she's on an apprenticeship with Professor Schmidt more, most of the time."

"Haha, well the Branch Campus seems to be full of talented students, huh?", Instructor Randy said.

Well yeah, being the main casts and their schoolmates, that's a given.

Just then, the sound of an incoming train reverberates through the train station.

I could see a silver armored train approaching and then stopping.

…Yeah, this looks really fancy. If I remember right from the stories they told me, Old Class VII had to use public trains…though then again, their field study was actually intended to be a field study, I don't think they were specifically sent to deal with mercenaries and secret society, things just ended up becoming crazy because they're the protagonists.

A woman with light blue hair in a sidetail wearing a grey and black uniform steps forward and gives us a salute.

"Students and instructors of Thors…it's a pleasure to meet you all. I am Major Claire Rieveldt of the Railway Military Police. I'm here to hand off the armored train, Derfflinger, to the branch campus."

Huh. Haven't seen her since the civil war. Another one of the Chancellor's inner circle. Major Lechter and Millium just dropped us a visit the other day. We'll probably get to meet the full set of the 'Ironbloods' soon enough at this rate.

Well, a thought for later I suppose. Time to do my job and help coordinate the supply and soldat loading.

It took about an hour and a half, but we managed to load the soldats and most of the cargo into the train by now. We still have about one hour left until the scheduled departure, so we're making good time.

I see Tita approaching me.

"Hello, Tita. Is everything all right with the soldats?", I greeted her

She nods, "Yes, but…Is the Principal really not bringing her personal soldat along?"

"Well…I did ask her when coordinating our cargo, but she said there's no need. It's unfortunate that we're missing one soldat, but perhaps she thinks that we don't have enough students proficient enough at piloting yet to bring five.", I replied.

Tita shakes her head, "But, but…The Principal's Soldat may look just like a Spiegel S, but it's actually custom-made for her special use. Her combat output in a soldat will be reduced significantly without it."

"Hold on. How significant are we talking about here?"

I thought her soldat was just a Spiegel with a gold paint job to be fancy!

"Well…soldats work better when they suit the fighting style of the pilot. So the difference between a custom-made soldat and mass-produced ones would be about…50% lesser by my estimate?", Tita said nervously

She then adds, "Ah! But the Principal is strong enough as is, so I'm sure it'll be fine."

"Wait here, I will confirm with the Instructors.", I said before I walk towards the Instructors who are now chatting with Major Claire.

What is that woman thinking?! We're up against the franchise overarching villain here! We need all the firepower we can get.

As I approach I noticed Juna mixed in in the group…for some reason that I'll figure out later.

"Pardon me, Instructors? There is something I need to confirm in regard to the principal's soldat."

Instructor Michael answers first, "Yes, I was wondering about that as well. She hasn't loaded it yet, has she?"

"Actually…she said there was no need when we were coordinating the cargo list, right Jessica?", Instructor Towa replied.

I nod, "Yes…I was only recently made aware how much that would impede her combat output in a soldat however."

Instructor Towa nods back, "Well, I did think it was strange but considering how firmly and sure the Principal was, I thought it was out of commission."

"Oh, no. It's in perfect condition."

Principal Le Guin said, as she finally shows up along with the Professor.

"In perfect condition? Then…are you not bringing your personal soldat?", Instructor Michael asked.

"Yes, as I said to Herschel and Schleiden, there's no need.", Principal Le Guin answered before turning to Major Claire who is giving her a salute.

"A pleasure to see both of you, Lady Aurelia, Professor Schmidt.", Major Claire said in greeting

"Hmph, you're that RMP woman?"

"Long time no see, Icy Maiden. I thank you for the delivery of the armored train and for seeing us to our exercise ground."

The professor and Principal Le Guin greeted back, well, scoffed at Professor Schmidt's case.

"No thanks necessary, I was simply performing my duty.", Major Claire replied seemingly not bothered at all by the Professor's rudeness.

Instructor Michael cuts in, "M-more importantly, principal. If your soldat is in perfect condition, why are you not bringing it?"

"As I said, there's no need. Neither I nor the professor will be coming, after all.", Principal Le Guin replied as she nonchalantly made most of the battle plans already drafted useless.

What is she saying now?!

"B-but…I thought you were coming when Jessica and I made all the arrangements.", Instructor Towa started

"H-hold on! This changes everything! We had factored in your strength when planning this operation—"

The Principal cuts Instructor Michael off, "That's precisely why. If our little fledglings are ever going to learn to fly, they'll need to be pushed out of the nest. With me there, none of them will experience true growth. I've already reported this to the Intelligence Division."

You're sending students against the most wanted group in Zemuria! Even if we accept her reasoning, not being straightforward from the start that she won't come along is extremely unprofessional and is just a shitty thing to do!

Principal Le Guin turns to me, "Hmm? What is it, Schleiden? You look dissatisfied. Something you want to say? Go on, you may speak freely."

I sigh, "With due respect principal, even were we to accept your reasoning, hiding the fact that you won't be going when we made the arrangement is extremely irresponsible and unprofessional. As Major Michael noted, many of the battle plans and contingencies drafted are now of no use."

She chuckles, "Fufu, on a real battlefield there are many scenarios where your best-laid plans go awry, because a unit integral to the plan died or was held back by an ambush, or had to be deployed elsewhere for an emergency. What would you do then? Lay down and die? Just think of this as training in being adaptable. It is a field exercise."

"Indeed, as for me, I have no desire to traipse about in the wilderness along with all of you. All of the operations and record keeping will be performed by my Disciple Candidate. Good luck dealing with the sudden lack of firepower.", Professor Schmidt added dismissively.

I ignore my growing urge to smack the professor in the face and turn to the Principal.

"Principal, this is not a simple field exercise! You are sending us to—"

Instructor Rean grabbed my shoulder and shakes his head.

"But…"

From behind me, Major Claire whispers and adds, "There is no use, Jessica. There is zero chance of you convincing her no matter what you said."

…Ugh. If Major Claire who has a supernatural level of probability calculation says so, that's probably how it is.

Principal Le Guin smirks, "I'm glad that we have reached an understanding. Dismissed."

 "Very well, that is all for the itinerary. Since we will now proceed to the details of the exercise tasks, Schleiden, Orion, the two of you are dismissed."

"Yes, Instructor Michael."

"Affirmative."

Altina and I replied as we leave the Instructors and Major Claire in the briefing room.

After it was near the departure time, we were sent off by the Principal's speech about how since time immemorial travel had been used to foster growth, and this field exercise is meant to be such a trip for us.

It definitely managed to get some of the students fired up. In any case, from my impression, Principal Le Guin seems to be genuine in her belief. As unreasonable as she is, she's acting on her own belief that this is truly the best way for her to help us…Not that it'd make it any less absurd and irresponsible, but I can respect her conviction at least. After all, if any of us ended up dead she'll be the one that is going to be the scapegoat, especially after refusing to come along.

"This appears to be our room.", Altina said, approaching one of the rooms as we reached car 4, which is the compartment for student cabins.

I nod, "Yes. With four bunk beds, the room can technically hold up to eight people. But since there are only 11 female students. We decided to split it into groups of five and six."

I don't actually know the room assignments though. We only got the detail of the Derfflinger yesterday night, so room assignments were only finalized then, and Instructor Towa took care of it.

Altina opens the door and I see Juna, Tita, and Musse settling in…I can't get away from Musse even on the room assignment for our field exercise?

Well, I guess from a meta-perspective it makes sense that the main characters will be grouped together, but does that mean Tita…?

"Oh, you two done with the briefing?", Juna asked as she noticed us entering the room.

"We were done discussing the itinerary, however, the instructors are still discussing the details for our exercise and assignments.", Altina answered.

Juna sighs, "They don't include even you two for that? Geez, what's with the secrecy?"

"W-well…we are still graded for this field exercise, so I guess it's like not leaking test questions?", Tita offered nervously from her bed.

"What, seriously? This is graded?", Juna asked in disbelief.

Musse chuckles, "Teehee, it is indeed graded. It was mentioned during last week's briefing, remember?"

"Well yeah, but considering the situation, I'd figured we'd all just get an A or something."

I turn to Juna, "Do you really think Principal Le Guin will make it that convenient?"

"Whaat?! Come on! Really?"

Yeah, I have to agree with your sentiment, Juna, but it is what it is…graded for taking care of possible ouroboros sightings. Can't wait to write home something like, 'Dear Father, I got an A for contending with the most wanted secret society in the world, need to perform talk-no-jutsu to make them change side was the feedback to get an S, apparently.'

I sigh, "In any case, we still have about 30 minutes until curfew. So all of you are free to explore the train until then, though…"

I turn to Tita, "I'm afraid since Professor Schmidt said that you will be filling in for him, you have to man the Orbal Station in the cargo hold."

She smiles in response, "Yup! I was about to head there myself. Please don't hesitate to come by if you need your ARCUS tuned, everyone! Oh, I can also make quartz for you, but as per procedure you need to go through your homeroom teacher."

I nod, "Right. Thank you. As an Erebonian, I'm sorry for the Professor."

"Ehehe, it's fine. It's a learning experience anyway. Besides I'm used to making quartz and tuning battle orbments by now.", Tita replied before going out of the room.

Musse winks before following suit, "Then I'll take my leave as well, let's meet back again later tonight. I think I have several topics in mind to keep us occupied later."

"…I have a bad feeling about that."

Same, Juna. Since I went to St. Astraia I'm no stranger to girl talk during a sleepover, but doing it with Musse is just torture.

Juna turns to me and Altina, "I think I'll go to the dining hall lounge in car 3 and just sit there for a bit. You two want to come with?"

I nod, "In that case, I'll join you. I need to check on how Sandy is doing on kitchen duty."

"I'm afraid I must decline. I want to see the soldats and Valimar in the cargo hold."

I turn to Altina, "Is something wrong with the soldats?"

Altina shakes her head, "Nothing in particular. I just want to check on them."

She then starts walking out of the room, "Well then, I'll be going ahead."

After a while, Juna turns to me and says, "Does she seems a bit off to you?"

I think for a bit before responding, "Well…she might just wish to make her periodic report to the Intelligence Division. Though considering she wants to check the soldat…Maybe she's still a bit frustrated from the Soldat Training."

"Oh yeah…It's not like she did bad, but…"

She really didn't, maybe a tiny bit below average if we're nitpicking. But…

"I suppose considering that Kurt, you, and I manage to do it on the first try, it may frustrate her a bit."

"Hmm…Should we go after her?", Juna asked me

I shake my head, "Let's give her some time alone for now. I think she's simply a little frustrated."

"…yeah, I think you're right. Should we go then?"

I nod at her and we start to walk to the dining hall. Our current location, car 4 is actually right next to the compartment where the dining hall is located, car 3, which is why after a short walk, we manage to reach the dining hall.

"All right, I'll go ahead and take a seat. You want to talk to Sandy, right?"

I nod at Juna, "Yes, I'll join you in a bit."

I then approach the counter, where Sandy, the red-haired girl with freckles from Class IX is currently standing.

Sandy notices me and sends a smile my way, "Jessica, can I get you something?"

"No, but thank you for the offer. Is everything all right over here?"

"Yup, everything is fine here. Honestly, there aren't a lot of people stopping for tea or coffee. They're probably too tired. I probably will start to get busy during breakfast tomorrow.", Sandy replied.

I nod, "I see, thank you for your hard work. We have arranged shifts for kitchen duties starting tomorrow among the students, but it is reassuring that the cooking club is willing to supervise."

Sandy shakes her head, "It's no problem! Thank you for the hard work as well, Ms. President!"

"Well, if there's nothing else, I'll go now. Please don't hesitate to come to me or Altina if there are any troubles.", I said as I started to leave to join Juna.

"Actually, Jessica, you were on the Courageous during the civil war right?"

I nod, "I was, yes."

Sandy smiles, "Oh…uh…we haven't really had a chance to talk until now, so I haven't said it but…Thank you for saving Alster!"

"Ah…that's right, you're from Alster, aren't you? I was on the Courageous the whole time, actually. I didn't fight off the jaegers attacking Alster on the field. You should thank Instructor Rean and Altina instead.", I said shaking my head.

"Huh? I get Instructor Rean, but was Altina there as well?"

I nod, "Yes, Altina helped Instructor Rean and the rest of old class VII fight off the jaegers."

She was our enemy at the time, though, Well, then again she was a double agent so…

"I see. I already thanked Instructor Rean, so I'll thank Altina the next time I see her.", Sandy replied.

"She's quite partial to pancakes, so she probably would be happy were you to make one for her."

"Really? Then I'll make some for her, and Instructor Rean too, oh….and I know you said I don't need to thank you earlier, but I'm sure you still contribute in some way, so I'll make some for you too.", Sandy replied cheerily.

"Well, if you insist I won't say no."

"I insist!"

I smile, "In that case, I'll look forward to it."

"Please do! I'll make sure it will be tasty."

I nod and then leave to join Juna at her table.

"Oh hey, you two speak for a while. Any problems?", Juna greeted me as I took a seat in front of her.

"No, everything's fine. Sandy wanted to thank me for saving Alster during the civil war, I directed her to Instructor Rean and Altina who were actually on the field.", I replied.

"Geez, just accept the compliment! I thought we talked about this?"

I smile in amusement, "I really didn't do anything much back in Alster though, besides if this were about yourself and the SSS, you would probably react the same way."

"Ah…you got me. Guess the two of us just need to break that particular barrier eventually.", Juna said as she pumped her fist.

…Is barrier like, slang or a saying in Crossbell or something?

Oh yes, while I'm at it, might as well ask,

"Oh, by the way, Juna. What were you talking about with the instructors earlier in the train station?"

"Hmm…? Oh, I was just greeting Instructor Claire."

" 'Instructor' Claire?"

"Oh, uh…she was a guest lecturer for a bit last year in the police academy. She's really cool! She's got that refined mature adult look but is also very professional." Juna gushed.

Wait, time out! What is this discrimination? Kurt and I had to go through character arcs with her, and she still has some problems with instructor Rean, but she's fangirling for one of the Chancellor's inner circle? Is it because Major Claire is the onee-san type? She doesn't even seem to be the 'ara ara' type!

Apparently, my annoyance must have leaked into my expression because Juna asks, "…what? You have something to say?"

I shrug, "No. I merely think it curious that you seemed to have warmed up to Major Claire easily enough, while Kurt and I had to go through that entire drama."

Juna blushes, "Oh come on! Let it go already! I've apologized for it, right? I was already sort of angry at the whole situation when meeting you guys."

"…and besides, Instructor Claire helped me out when I was in a tough spot.", she added

"…Well, I have no other choice. I made some…statements that were contrary to the Erebonian propaganda back in the police academy. As a result, all my school credits were taken away. In the end, one of the instructors, the only Erebonian instructor I respected, suggested for me to transfer here so I can try salvaging my credits."

Oh.

"Major Claire was the Instructor that suggested for you to transfer here, wasn't she?"

Juna nods, "Yeah, she spoke on behalf of me to the government and the school. If she didn't I would be expelled and have no future prospects right now."

Major Claire is one of the Chancellor's inner circle, if she can only manage to get Juna to transfer here instead of simply clearing her of charges…Lloyd, whom she was defending must really have been a huge deal in Crossbell.

"…that's why I really respect her, and—oh!", Juna stopped in the middle of talking and wave at someone behind me.

I look back and see Instructor Randy.

He waves back at Juna and approaches us, "Hey, there you two. Everything's all right?"

"Yeah, we're good! Are you stopping by for coffee, Randy?", Juna asked as she shifted a bit to make room for Instructor Randy on the couch.

"Nah, I'm here for hard liquor.", Instructor Randy replied as he took a seat beside Juna.

"We do have liquor on board. However, it is not to be served to students and Instructors as per regulation.", I said from across him.

"Nah, I was just joking, Jessie. Wait, we DO have liquor on board?"

I nod, "We do in case someone of import to the region comes visiting. However, as mentioned Instructors are prohibited to drink alcohol during the course of our field exercise. Of course so are students, given that we are below Erebonia's drinking age."

Instructor Randy nods, "Oh right. Erebonia's drinking age is 20 huh? Crossbell's is 18"

"Eh? I didn't know the legal drinking age is different in Erebonia. Does that mean there are people aged 18 to 19 in Crossbell that can't drink anymore after the law changed?", Juna chimed in

I shake my head, "No. Crossbell is a special region subject to several exemptions. The drinking age is one of them. In regards to its massive contribution to Erebonia's GDP, tourism is the main revenue generated by Crossbell. Included among the factors that attract tourists are the clubs and nightlife, so raising the drinking age there would run contrary to that."

"Yep. Though since Crossbell is now an official part of Erebonia, making travel between the two easier, there has also been a lot of Erebonians aged 18 to 19 who go to Crossbell just to drink.", Instructor Randy added.

I nod, "That's true…well domestic tourism still contributes to economic growth after all. Crossbell contributed significantly to Erebonia's GDP but in turn, it's also currently experiencing a large economic boost and growth."

"Ugh…can we please not talk about economics? How do you even know about this anyway?", Juna complained as she looks at me.

"The assignment for Instructor Towa's class.", I replied simply.

"Wait, you're already working on that one? The deadline is still next week right?"

I shrug, "Once I learned about the field exercise, I decided to finish that particular assignment so I can take it easy for a few days after the field exercise. This excursion of ours seems to be really exhausting after all."

"Didn't you also have student council duties to help prepare for the exercise? How'd you do it?!", Juna asked with frustration.

Instructor Randy laughs.

"Haha, it's fine Junie, we all know your brain is best suited for physical activities only.", he said teasingly.

"Randy…stop, you're not making this any better."

It's not really a matter of brainpower as much as I used the time usually allocated to train with Kurt early in the morning to work on the assignment instead, since Kurt and I are not really on speaking terms currently.

Instructor Randy seems about to reply before he notices something and stops.

Once again, I look behind me. This time, it's Instructor Rean.

"Oh, hello you three." Instructor Rean said as he approached us.

I shuffled a bit to give room for Instructor Rean, "How was the rest of the briefing? Anything you can tell us about tomorrow's task?"

He shakes his head and then takes a seat, "Sorry, they don't even tell me anything. All of us will be briefed tomorrow morning."

"What? But the other class already got the details of their task this morning!", Juna complained from across us.

"Yeah…It seems like Class VII tasks will be a bit different.", Instructor Rean said sheepishly.

Juna sighs, "This is just like the entrance ceremony again, you're our teacher, you need to get it together."

"Haha, don't rail on the guy too much, Junie. I'm sure Schwarzer's doing his best.", Instructor Randy said from beside her.

Instructor Rean seems surprised, "Oh…uh…thank you, Instructor Randolph."

"...yeah, anyway, I think I'll go to the cargo hold to check on the soldats for a bit.", Instructor Randolph replied, as he stood up and starts to walk away.

…That was a bit awkward, and I know Instructor Rean is on the polite side, but 'Instructor Randolph' feels a bit too formal considering Instructor Randy's easygoing personality. Then again between a former SSS member whose friends got into the wanted list and the national hero of the Empire which puts out said wanted list, things probably would be a bit awkward.

Juna shakes her head, "Ugh, Even if Randy vouched for you the fact that Class VII exercise is a secret will totally keep me awake at night from curiosity."

"Ah…sorry about that.", Instructor Rean replied sheepishly.

I turn to Juna, "Well, the directive to keep our assignment secrets came straight from the principal, and Instructor Michael is not the type to ignore his superior's order, even if he is annoyed by the said superior. There is really nothing much Instructor Rean can do."

Juna shrugs, "Yeah I guess…It still sucks though. Oh well."

She then put her hand in her pockets and pulls out a deck of cards, "I'll just distract myself by doing something else. Do any of you play Vantage Master?"

"Unfortunately, I don't. In fact, I only heard the name when some students ask for permission to bring their Vantage Master decks along, which was approved by the principal for some reason.", I answered.

"Really? You're missing out, it's really fun. Well, I also heard some of the guys say it helps with strategic thinking, I think they're being hyperbolic but probably a bit.", Juna replied as she put her card on the table.

"I do play, but only recently. I don't mind playing you, but won't it just keep you awake longer?", Instructor Rean said from beside me.

Juna smirks, "Eh…it's fine, it's probably better to get my mind off tomorrow. Besides, I can't pass up the chance to wipe the floor with my Instructor!"

"Haha, well I'm just a beginner too, but don't think that's going to make it easy for you.", Instructor Rean replied

...with how pumped up they are, it's almost like we're in a trading card game anime instead of a JRPG. Card game on mech soon?

I ended up watching Instructor Rean and Juna play what is essentially a trading card game. I guess it's almost like Magic the Gathering, but not really? Anyway, if I'm understanding the rules correctly, then this will probably end soon.

"And, with this attack, I'm destroying your Ranger master card."

Yep, GG Instructor.

"What? Come on! One more round!"

Instructor Rean chuckles, "Haha, I'd love to, but I need to check on the other Class VII too, maybe next time."

He then looks at me and then at Juna, "Oh, uh…about Kurt."

"It's fine, Instructor. Juna is aware of it.", I said.

"Oh, okay then. Sorry, I know I promised to help but I haven't exactly found the time."

I shake my head, "That's quite all right, Instructor we all were busy with the field exercise preparation. Besides, I think if you were the one to bring up the matter with him, it will probably irk him further, don't you think Juna?"

"W-why are you asking me?!", Juna spluttered.

I smirk, "Well…according to the official report made to the Intelligence Division you were the one whose relationship with Kurt has progressed."

As I expected, Juna blushes and starts stammering, "W-what? No…you know that wasn't like that. I-it's not like that okay?!"

"Uh…I don't quite understand, what is this about the intelligence division?", Instructor Rean asked.

"For some reason, Major Lechter asked Altina to report on some peculiar matters, among the report she send, was how Juna and Kurt's relationship had—"

"You're on that report too!", Juna cut me off

Instructor Rean looks between us somewhat nervously, "It sounds…quite complicated. Uh…I'm probably not the best person to talk about this since I was never in that sort of situation, but—"

"I call bullshit!"

"That is categorically false, Instructor."

Juna and I retort at the same time. Huh. I guess even Juna who had just known Instructor Rean can sense that harem protagonist vibe, even a former one.

"A-anyway, so about Kurt…", Instructor Rean started, trying to divert the conversation.

I sigh, "Check on him if you want to. However, not bringing up his current issue with me is my recommendation. You should check on Altina, though."

Juna nods, "Oh yeah. She seems a bit down. We think it's about her performance during the soldat lesson."

"The soldat lesson? I see, I'll keep that in mind. Thank you.", Instructor Rean said before standing up and starting to walk toward the next compartment over. He then stops to talk to Ash who is now sitting on the counter across from Sandy without me noticing.

I don't quite care to eavesdrop at the moment, so I turn back to Juna and we chat for a bit before heading back to our room. Later that night, Altina returned to the room with Tita, looking much happier. I guess Instructor Rean managed to cheer her up.

Musse then decides to start the 'chat' she was alluding to. Of course, being the responsible student council president that I am—which is just a euphemistic way of saying being a spoilsport, but who cares, don't want to deal with Musse right now—I reminded them that we have to wake up early tomorrow morning.

Of course, Musse being Musse ended up convincing Juna and Tita to talk anyway. Well, whatever. None of my business.

I roll over in my bed, ignoring Juna who is vehemently trying to fend off Musse's teasing about our supposed 'love triangle'. Meh. As I said, again and again, acting nonchalant is how you squash rumors. Maybe I'll have a talk with Juna soon about it.

The last thing I hear before I fell asleep was Musse moving on to Tita and teasing her about a red-haired A-rank bracer from Liberl.

The next morning, we arrived as scheduled at 5AM. We managed to finish setting up camp at 6.30, all tents propped up, and Soldats ready for deployment.

All three classes then start to work on their own task. Which for Class VII means a special briefing in the meeting room in car 2.

"Class VIII: Combat Tactics will perform combat training and mission exercises with Panzer Soldats. Class IX: Military Finance will perform support exercises such as communication drills, refueling, and rescue missions…", Instructor Michael started after Class VII and Major Claire got settled in.

"The five of you in Class VII: Special Operations—including Instructor Schwarzer—will have two main tasks. Your first task will be a wide area patrol. You are to gather info on the surroundings while scouting for enemy forces. The second is local contribution. You will assist citizens in the area in order to improve local opinion regarding our field exercise. Henceforth, these two tasks will be referred to at the branch campus as 'Special Ops mission'"

Oh goody, 'go get information about the most wanted secret organization in the world', at least it'll look real nice on the CV. As for improving the local perception of the branch campus…I wonder under whose order this one is from. Considering the branch campus is full of politically inconvenient social pariah under the Chancellor's regime…is someone opposed to the chancellor involved and trying to prop us up as one of their political tools?

Instructor Rean chuckles from my left, "Haha, now I understand. Those are definitely tasks suited for Class VII. I think I even know who came up with them."

"Oh, do you now? I'm sure it's exactly who you think.", Major Claire confirmed from across us.

Task suited for Class VII implies commonality with the Old Class VII…Ah, I see. The other person behind this would be Prince Olivert, the benefactor of Old Class VII. He is also a political rival of the Chancellor—despite his platform and influence being diminished after the civil war—so it'd still fit my earlier hypothesis.

Instructor Michael continued, "Hmph. Though its number may be small, it's still a squad led by the Ashen Chevalier. Get out there and do some good work for the branch campus."

"Yes, understood. I'm guessing we'll meet with the person in charge of the area first?", Instructor Rean replied.

Major Claire nods in approval, "You're quick on the uptake, that will make this easy. Marquis Hyarms will be waiting in his mansion in Saint-Arkh. Though it's still early in the morning, we can visit him at any time."

Instructor Rean nods back, "Lord Hyarms…that's gracious of him."

Kurt chimes in from beside Juna, "The Hyarms family…One of the Four Great Houses and overseers of the Sutherland Province."

"Though he's considered quite moderate, he's one of the most influential nobles in the Empire.", added Altina.

"W-we're going to meet a bigwig like that from the get-go?", said Juna nervously.

I turn to Juna, "If it makes you feel better, out of the four of the great houses, the Hyarms Family is the only one that was left unscathed due to him declaring neutrality during the civil war and not providing soldiers for the Noble Alliance."

Well, it also makes him hated among some of the nobility and seen as an opportunist though, and despite still having a vast domain and influence de jure, de facto wise his influence has been reduced like the other great houses post-civil war.

"O-oh, so he's a good guy?", Juna replied hesitantly.

I shrug, "…I have never personally met Lord Hyarms, so I cannot say anything in regard to his character. Though, as Altina mentioned, despite being a part of the Noble Alliance faction politically, his views have always been moderate, not quite as conservative as the rest of the Noble Alliance and not as reformist as the Chancellor's faction."

Instructor Rean chimes in from beside me, "In any case, you guys don't need to be so nervous, I've met him before."

I turn to him, "That's right, one of his sons went to Thors with you. I didn't quite have the impression the two of you were friends when he joined us aboard the Courageous, though."

"Haha, we didn't exactly start on the right foot, but we are friends now. Though Patrick is currently working in Ordis, so I doubt we'll meet him here.", he replied.

"Oh? Does that mean he has your blessing to court Elis—"

"No.", he cut me off with a scary smile on his face

…yikes, good luck, Lord Patrick, I don't think this overprotective older brother is going to let you date his sister anytime soon.

Instructor Michael coughs, "If we could get back to the matter at hand?"

"Oh, right. Sorry, Instructor Michael. So we will report to the Marquis and he will give us any requests relating to our missions? ", Instructor Rean said sheepishly.

Instructor Michael nods, "Yes. Report the arrival of the branch campus to him and inform that our field exercises have begun."

"Excuse me, Instructor Michael?", I chimed in.

"Speak, Cadet Schleiden."

"I understand that Class VII is delivering a letter to Marquis Hyarms, what about General Craig's letter?"

"As we are already in correspondence with General Craig through phone calls, his letter will be delivered by the first Dreknor Fortress visitation group. As you know, we've divided students into three groups for the visit. Two for today and one tomorrow.", Instructor Michael replied.

"Understood. Thank you, Instructor.", I nod. Incidentally, the third group tomorrow is just Class VII, I guess now I know why. Because Class VII's schedule is entirely different from the other classes.

 Afterward, we went to have Tita make sure that our ARCUS are tuned as well as finalize our quartz configuration.

Next, we split up to procure supplies by coordinating with Class IX students who are in charge of our inventory.

"He-here is the balms and other medical supplies, Jessica.", said Kairi, a petite soft-spoken effeminate brunette in charge of medical supplies as he handed me a medical kit bag after nervously looking for it for a few minutes.

"Thank you, Kairi. Is there any problem so far with the medical team?"

He sighs, "I wish you were here, you're the top of the class during medical training, you should be head of the medical team instead of me."

I shake my head, "You're not that far behind me either in grades. I'm sure you will do fine."

"…If you say so…I-I'll do my best. Because I'm a proud Erebonian man!", he replied with…honestly a rather cringe attempt to sound masculine.

Oh right, he has some sort of complex about being a masculine true man of the Empire.

"…I-I see. Well, as I said, I'm sure you will do fine. Though maybe you should try to relax, if you're too wound up you'll just end up making mistakes.", I replied

"Y-yes. T-thank you for the advice!"

"Umm…as I said, try to relax."

He takes a deep breath, "Okay, yes. Sorry, I'm just nervous."

I nod, "That's understandable. If being appointed head of the medical team for an operation such as this with minimal experience doesn't make you nervous, I'd worry that you don't understand the gravity of your post."

I guess I can share some tips from when I was a new med intern back on Earth

I continue, "However, take heart in the fact that as a student, regardless of your official post in this field exercise, Instructor Towa is the one ultimately responsible for all Class IX tasks. That means not only will the buck of responsibility stop with her, but you are expected to ask her for help when encountering any difficulty with no hesitation."

"I see…That's right, I can always ask Instructor Towa for help.", Kairi said looking more relieved.

Yep, as a new intern, we always had the 'pass it off to our supervisor' strategy to fall back on. You might get yelled at if you actually make mistake, but I don't think he has to worry even about that with Instructor Towa.

I said goodbye to Kairi and take the medical kit bag with me to our rendezvous point near the train. I'm sure he'll be fine.

From medical training, I found the principles for medical treatment to be similar to modern medicine principles from Earth. So the fact Kairi is not far behind me is quite impressive of him.

Speaking of medical treatment principles, there are some differences since people here are just more resilient. So for example, patients with injuries that will be given the black triage tag for 'hopeless case' on Earth would probably be given the red tags for 'cannot survive without immediate medical attention' or even yellow tags for 'currently stable and does not require immediate help' over here.

A bigger difference is about drugs. There aren't a lot of formalized drugs based on pharmaceutical principles, instead relying on potions and salves from herbs and such made by the Septian Church. Which, considering the rapid development of technology here is very surprising.

After all, Zemuria was already about the Victorian era level of technology before the Orbal Revolution, and by then on Earth drugs such as aspirin, formalized from traditional potions and tinctures recipes were already produced.

There are really two possibilities here, that the Septian Church manage to halt the growth of the pharmaceutical industry to maintain influence, or they manufacture potions and salves of high enough quality that there is no need for a formal pharmaceutical industry.

I still haven't looked into it enough to say one way or the other for certain. But hopefully, it's the second one. I feel like the church being evil is way too overdone in JRPG that the twist would be if they are not evil…besides, I don't want to fight a god if I don't have to.

As I arrive at our rendezvous point, I spot the rest of the class speaking to Major Claire. I guess I'm last.

"Oh, there she is. What kept you?", Juna greeted me.

"Kairi was a bit nervous, so—"

"So you give him some pep talk? As expected of Ms. President.", she teases.

I sigh, "Well, aren't you in high spirit, what's the occasion?"

"Juna is happy because Major Rieveldt is coming along with us.", said Altina from beside her

Juna huffs, "Well, I mean…Instructor Claire is really reliable! Much more dependable than Instructor Rean!"

Instructor Rean sighs, "…as I said, I have no chance if you compare me with Major Claire."

"You'll be fine, Rean. Juna, you also need to give him a chance. I'm sure Rean is doing his best.", Major Claire replied.

"…if you say so, Instructor Claire.", Juna said pouting.

She's seriously fangirling bad for Major Claire. Oh well, I guess there are worse role models for her, like a certain purple-haired maid.

I turn to Major Claire, "In any case, I'm glad to have you with us, Major Claire."

She smiles at me, "Only until Class VII report to Marquis Hyarms, as I need to make my own report. After that, I have to head back to the RMP base. But in the meantime, likewise, I'm glad to be working with the Snow Princess."

"…I'd prefer if you don't call me the Snow Princess.", I said with a strained smile.

She chuckles, "Not fond of your title? Well…I don't really like mine as well, so I don't have much room to talk. But while I can see how Snow Princess may sound delicate, at least it doesn't have a time expiration limit until it becomes awkward. As for me, the Icy Maiden…being called a maiden as I age will become more and more awkward."

"Well, at the very least a 'Maiden' as a title has the precedence of meaning a noble female warrior in Erebonian traditions. For example, the Lance Maiden, St. Lianne Sandlot was named as such for those very reasons. Though, I suppose it is true that she died quite young according to the records.", I replied.

Instructor Rean chimes in, "Haha, I suppose as a practitioner of the spear, you would prefer maiden as a moniker since it is tied to the legendary Lance Maiden, huh?"

Well, I can't be known as the Witch of Dún Scáith so…

I nod, "Of course, spears and lances are quite different, but nevertheless there are similarities that anyone in my family would be honored to have a title that hearkens to St. Sandlot."

"…Yes, I suppose I can see the appeal. Even my family, the Vanders who practice swordsmanship revere St. Sandlot to some degree.", Kurt said, finally joining the conversation.

Oh, now you're talking to me when we're discussing martial arts, you damn sword brain!

I turn to Kurt, "I think there are no martial arts practitioners in Erebonia that don't revere St. Sandlot."

"Yes, I…suppose so."

…And the conversation died.

Thankfully Juna comes to the rescue before it becomes awkward, "Umm…the Lance Maiden is the one from the War of the Lions, right?"

Instructor Rean nods, "That's right, we covered it last week. During that war of succession, the other prominent name aside from the victor, Dreichels the Lionheart, is St. Lianne Sandlot, who was a trusted confidant of Dreichels."

"The Chivalric Knight order she led, the Eisenritter became the backbone of Dreichels faction and was instrumental in conquering one region after another.", Altina added.

Instructor Rean smiles, "Yes, that's correct, I'm glad you're listening to my history class. Emperor Dreichels entered the conflict with the nomadic tribes of Nord Highlands as his army, but it was not until the Eisenritter joined him that he swept one region after another. Many of the Empire's martial nobles today, for example, Jessica's family, actually count their ancestors among the Eisenritter"

Juna turns to me, "Wait, really?"

I nod, "Yes, that's true. One of my ancestors, Veronika Schleiden was among the Eisenritter, of course, she's nowhere as prominent as Shion Arseid."

"Yes, Shion Arseid was the second-in-command of the Eisenritter, he wielded the sword Galland-Sharl that—", Instructor Rean started before he stops and looks sheepishly at Major Claire.

"Oh, uh…sorry, I didn't mean to start a lecture. I suppose we should get going, huh?"

Major Claire smiles, "Yes, I suppose we should. But I'm glad that you seem happy being an Instructor, Rean."

"Haha, Instructor Thomas really managed to get me interested in history during my last year at Thors.", Instructor Rean replied.

He then turns to Kurt and me, "Anyway, we should get going, but before that…I know the two of you have some issues right now, however you two work well together. Considering the scope of our Special Ops missions, I would prefer to place the two of you together in our formation.

He gives us a sympathetic smile, "I'm not going to ask you two to resolve your issues right now, because I know it's not that simple. But I hope you can at least fight together as comrades. I think the two of you are mature enough for that, don't you think?"

I sigh, "I have no problem with him from the beginning, unfortunately, Kurt doesn't seem to be of the same mind."

Kurt looks at me for a few moments before he nods, "I don't have a problem either."

Instructor Rean looks between us for a moment before he nods, "Okay, I will take your word for it. In that case, let's start heading toward Saint-Arkh."

"Yes, sir!", the four of us replied.

I managed to get a glimpse of Major Claire smiling proudly at Instructor Rean. Hmm…I guess they were closer than I thought.

I don't think Major Claire was part of Instructor Rean's harem, she's not with Old Class VII enough for that, though I could see her taking the role of mentor/older sister surrogate for Instructor Rean during his game.

…Considering she works for the Chancellor, who I think is shaping up to be a villain…that could go awkwardly between them. Wait, now that I think about it, Millium is an Ironblood, and I'm not sure if Altina is one, but she is associated with them.

Yeah, that seems like a plot point that we'll explore sooner or later.

A poke on my left shoulder interrupted that train of thoughts, I turn to my left and found Kurt, staring at me.

"Listen, I know that I've been sort of avoiding you these past few days…", he started.

"Are you about to tell me what exactly is bothering you?"

He shakes his head, "I'm…still not sure how to put it. In any case, the way I acted was unworthy of me and was unfair to you. So…I'm sorry, I truly am."

I look for him a bit and finally nod, "I see. That's all right, you can take your time. I accept your apology."

He smiles, "Thank you."

Oh well, I was a teenage male once, I know it can be hard to have a heart-to-heart talk and speak about your issues. Though I don't think I was ever as awkward as he is.

That's fine if he doesn't want to talk. I'm satisfied with us not being awkward anymore.

Besides, come to think of it, this actually fits the pattern.

The main character has issues -> Childhood friend heroine tries to help and fails -> Main tsundere heroine comes along and helps the MC out of his funk.

Yep, I'm back on the losing heroine track, nice.

I look at Juna's back in front of us.

Well, Ms. Main Heroine, I leave the rest to you. Good luck!

A.N. : By the way drinking age thing is actually real in game. In CS3, Rean was asked if he can drink, and he answered that he'll be twenty next week. While in one of the Crossbell duology, Lloyd (who was 18 during that game) was asked if he drinks and his answer was that yes but not often.

The special exemption part was from me though, because it just seems to make sense. Though imagining a bunch of 18-19 year old suddenly having their drinking privilege revoked is a funny thought.

Chapter Text

Not long after we left the field exercise camp, we were greeted with the sight of the beautiful woodlands of Sutherland…if there weren't monsters in almost every direction I turn my sight on.

"Looks like there are monsters roaming everywhere." Instructor Rean said, probably saying what everyone else is thinking.

I nod, "There is still quite a distance between our field exercise camp and the main road, but considering both locations are lined with orbal lamps to keep monsters away, I would have thought they'd steer clear of this area."

"Indeed, so many monsters within such vicinity to the main road bodes poorly for the Sutherland Provincial Army.", Kurt added, with a frown on his face.

Major Claire sighs, "This is a lesser monster-populated region in Sutherland nowadays. The Sutherland Provincial army is stretched too thin."

"Huh? But didn't you guys say Marquis Hyarms didn't supply soldiers for the nobles during the civil war? Why are they stretched thin?", Juna asked in confusion as she turn to Major Claire.

Major Claire hesitates, "Well…"

"After the civil war, the central government of Erebonia, under the Chancellor ordered for the noble-controlled provincial army to be downsized.", Altina answered in Major Claire's place.

"Eh? Even for nobles that didn't fight in the civil war?"

I turn to Juna, "It was the right decision to restore stability after the civil war. The Chancellor is not popular with the nobility, most of those that stayed neutral during the civil war still opposed the Chancellor politically. By downsizing their army, he prevented the neutral nobles to seize the power vacuum and consolidate militarily, thus renewing the politically heated pre-civil war status quo. Although…"

I turn to Major Claire to ask her something, but Kurt beats me to the punch,

"Why isn't the Imperial Army helping secure the region? The fourth armored division is stationed right here in Dreknor Fortress!"

Major Claire visibly flinches, "…That is confidential information."

"But that's…!"

Instructor Rean steps in, "I understand the sentiment Kurt, I also think that using the safety of a region and its citizen as a political tool is despicable. However, there's nothing much we or Claire can do about it right now. So let's focus on what we can do, which are our tasks, okay?"

"…understood, Instructor."

Instructor Rean nods, "All right, let's get into formation. We'll try to kill a few of the monsters along the way to reduce their numbers a bit."

Instructor Rean looks visibly upset, he even slipped up and forgo Major Claire's title earlier. Well…considering he was essentially a political tool for the Chancellor, that's understandable. Major Claire on the other hand…I guess she's also stuck between a rock and a hard place.

Yeah, considering the current political situation, the Chancellor is probably one of the villains in Kurt's games.

 "There!"

I feel my spear penetrating a vital area of a huge monster that looks like a rhino crossed with a beetle, straight through a weak part of its thick hide.

The monster starts thrashing around. However, before it could do much, prompted by the link, I pull my spear back, only for Kurt to come in and run his swords through the puncture wound, bisecting the monster.

"Subjugation of the rhinocider complete. Combat is resolved.", Altina confirmed the monster's death from behind us.

"Good work, Kurt and Jessica, everyone too.", Instructor Rean said not far from us, as usual, he was ready to jump in if anything goes wrong.

"Thank you, Instructor.", I said while Kurt nods silently in acknowledgment.

Instructor Rean nods back, "All right, the main road shouldn't be far from here. Let's continue onward."

"Yes, sir.", all of us replied.

Between the four of us with occasional help from Instructor Rean, we managed to pretty much breeze through combat against monsters on our path.

And that's not to mention Major Claire. I never got to watch her fight during the Civil War, it turns out that despite her gentle appearance, she fights with brutal efficiency. Such as her skewering a group of cute mascot-like monsters called pom by summoning a massive ice glacier above them, before shooting it at the right angle so jagged icicles hit the poms.

And there's also the part where she just pulled out a rifle and got two headshots from one bullet on hyena-like monsters—uncreatively named hyenadons—while she and both her targets were moving...okay, yeah she's cool, I have to admit.

…My spear is still cooler than her guns, though. Sorry, Major, have to nick some points off that. Like come on, this is a fantasy world, why'd you want to use guns? Boring. I know it's a magitech setting, but still, like who plays Shadowrun with only guns, no magic, or augmentation? And don't get me started on DnD artificers who—

"I knew this road is familiar. You can get to Parm or Saint-Arkh along this highway."

Kurt's remark interrupted my 'why guns are a boring choice in fantasy' rant. I look at the highway he was referring to, which is not far away by now, and turn to him.

"Oh, that's right. You used to live in Parm."

First field exercise and we went to your hometown, sasuga protagonist.

He nods, "Yeah, that was before we met though."

"…That must really be a long time ago.", Juna chimed in from beside us.

"It was. The Vanders have a training hall in Parm, so I grew up here. After the Princess took a liking to Jessica, though. She also asked me to be assigned to her twin brother earlier so he can also have someone to play with. As a result, my mother and I joined my father in the capital.", Kurt replied with a faint smile on his face.

"Hmmm…The princess seems really kind, huh?"

I sigh in response to Juna's assumption, "I'm quite sure she simply wanted more people to mess—I mean to play with."

"…Were you about to say mess with?"

Kurt turns to Juna, "That's…probably what Her Highness was thinking, yes."

"Uh…The Erebonian Princess seems to be quite the character.", Juna responded with some trepidation.

I nod, "You are quite correct to feel wary. After all, you are the type of person Her Highness would love to meet."

"…and that means?"

I smile at her, "Why, a compliment of course. What else could I mean?"

"What? I'm not stupid! I know you meant something else!", She protests indignantly.

"She means that you're just the gullible type that would make an easy target for Her Highness.", Kurt said bluntly.

"Wha-Excuse me?!"

Kurt shrugs, "As I told you last time, I don't mean to offend, you just seem to be the type to be easily tricked."

"Hey!"

I notice that this is the perfect chance to set up a flag and interject, "It doesn't help that your reactions are just the sort that Her Highness likes, they are rather…'cute' shall we say. Right, Kurt?"

And now, being the dense protagonist he'll answer yes by taking 'cute' as amusing.

"Cute…? I suppose that's one way to describe them."

Subsequently, the tsundere will take 'cute' as endearing, and blush.

"Y-you can't just blurt things out like that!", Juna said with a blush, as expected.

"Huh? It is true, though."

"Argh…! This is the problem with you! Why are you so stupid, sometimes?!"

With what was very likely a 'baka' dialogue in the sub, I've received an indicator that the flag was successfully set up and raised, and so I leave them to bicker and join the rest of our group in the back.

I have something to ask Major Claire and Instructor Rean.

"…You completely set that up. I think Princess Alfin is rubbing off on you.", Instructor Rean said with a sigh as I join them.

"Well, perhaps a bit."

Altina looks at me questioningly, "Giving advantage to your rival seems to be an unorthodox strategy, is there a layer to this I'm missing?"

I sigh, "No, you are not missing anything. Also, as I've mentioned, your understanding of this particular situation is wrong."

"Major Arundel tends to be right about most things, though."

"What's this about Lechter?", Major Claire asked from my right.

"Major Lechter had put this idea of Kurt, Juna, and I having a love triangle in Altina's head, most likely because he finds it amusing. While you're here, Major Claire, would you please clear the misunderstanding?", I answered.

"Heehee, I don't know. Lechter does tend to be correct on most things…", Major Claire started with amusement.

Altina is now giving me somewhat of a smug look.

"Major Claire, please don't encourage Altina. I don't think that she is aware of this being a jest."

She relents and looks at Altina, "Well…Lechter indeed does mess around a lot. So don't take it too seriously, Altina."

Altina tilts her head, "Huh? But Major Arundel included it as part of his reply to my report. Why would he 'mess around' on an official channel?"

"That's just the kind of person Lechter is, I'm afraid. He just finds it entertaining.", Major Claire replied with a smile.

Altina ponders this for a bit before nodding, "I see. He found it entertaining. I still don't understand fully, but it is an interesting perspective."

"You should try to find something that entertains you as well, Altina…Just maybe don't take after Major Lechter too much.", Instructor Rean added.

I nod, "I concur. Major Lechter doesn't seem to be a good role model. I'm surprised he didn't ask Millium the same when she was on old Class VII.",

"Haha, that's because we have no such thing as 'love triangle' in old Class VII.", Instructor Rean said.

Major Claire nods, "Indeed, you have a love pentagon instead."

"Yes. In fact, if we include those outside of Class VII, it would probably be a love nonagon instead, maybe even a decagon?", I added.

"Hey, now. What are you two saying in front of Altina? We were just discussing how she doesn't quite get these kinds of jokes!", protest Instructor Rean after seeing Altina giving him a dirty look.

Oh, it's not a joke. But…I'll let him off the hook, I don't need this conversation to go on a further tangent since I still have that thing I want to ask.

"In any case…Instructor, Major Claire. Is it truly the best course of action to hide the fact that Ouroboros is involved from Kurt and Juna as well as the rest of the students?"

As soon as I asked that question, the levity built up from our previous conversation dissipated, as Major Claire looks at Instructor Rean in surprise.

Instructor Rean sighs, "You and Altina aren't supposed to know anything beyond we're helping out the provincial army either."

"Blame can be directed at Millium for the breach of information.", Altina said dryly.

This time Major Claire sighs, "Of course it's Millium. It's always her."

"…sorry Major Claire, I didn't manage to stop her.", Instructor Rean said sheepishly.

"It's all right, I know how Millium is.", Major Claire said in resignation.

She then turns to me, "I understand your concern, however, the information regarding Ouroboros Society is strictly on a need-to-know basis as we don't want to incite panic if it were to be leaked to civilians. Since the report of their sighting here is still unconfirmed, the central government decided to keep it a secret from the students to reduce potential information leak."

I frown, "Don't you think the rest of the students should be aware of the gravity of the situation they are in? Most of them don't have any real combat experience, if they are not at least prepared mentally to face such a dangerous group, the result would be disastrous."

Instructor Rean nods, "All of us faculty members have raised this issue to Major Lechter when he first briefed us, but…"

"I'm sorry, but it is Chancellor Osborne's opinion that until the sightings are confirmed, the Branch Campus students are not to be briefed regarding the Society, as we cannot afford mass hysteria among the populace.", Major Claire replied with a grimace.

A strange look, of what seems to be uncertainty, passes Instructor Rean's face, "Chancellor Osborne…I see how it is."

Major Claire flinches, "Rean, I…know that you and His Excellency have disagreements. But he really does want the best for the Empire."

Instructor Rean shakes his head, "…You'll have to forgive me if I find that hard to believe at times."

"All right, let's drop this matter...and sorry.", Major Claire replied with what appeared to be a sad smile.

Instructor Rean sighs, "No, it's really not your fault, Claire. But yes, let's drop it."

I look at Altina and she's looking away from me uncomfortably. Huh, curious, so Altina knows something about what's behind that conversation between Instructor Rean and Major Claire.

…I don't think I can get it out of any of them for now, so I'll let it be, just another thing to keep in mind for the time being.

In any case, Chancellor Osborne seems to be a sore spot between the two of them. I guess the divided loyalty trope I predicted will be in play after all.

After heading North along the highway, we eventually arrived in Saint-Arkh, the capital of the Sutherland province, and the oldest city in Erebonia. For about a century after a disaster struck Heimdallr in S.371, this city served as the capital of the Empire. The details of the disaster have been lost to time, but it was said to finally be resolved under Emperor Hector I in around S.470, and the capital was moved back to the rebuilt Heimdallr.

Folklore claims that the cause of the disaster was an entity known as Zoro-Agruga, an evil dark dragon who released a miasma that turned Heimdallr into a city of the dead. There is no hard evidence of this legend, but considering this is a JRPG…probably this is the real explanation.

I just hope that Emperor Hector I was a prequel protagonist or something and the dark dragon was already dealt with completely and we don't have to fight it sometime down the line.

Anyway, Major Claire led us to the Marquis's mansion and we are now walking along its hallway to the study.

"Oh, that's him.", I heard one of the maids whisper conspiratorially to her friend.

Yep, here goes the Ashen Chevalier fans train.

"Yes, the illustrious Impregnable Brother who has constantly blocked Master Patrick's advances toward his sister."

…or maybe not. To even be known more for preventing a guy courting rather than being a national hero is quite the accomplishment. You know, Instructor, there's a limit to how overprotective you are until it becomes awkward and weird.

Apparently, Kurt and Juna heard it too and are now giving Instructor Rean a look that screams, 'really?'. To which Instructor Rean sheepishly gives them an awkward smile. Major Claire is shaking her head in amusement beside him.

Eventually, we reached the study and is greeted by a blonde man wearing a red overcoat with a green vest, and of course a cravat like most nobles, and a younger bespectacled man with light cobalt blue hair in a butler uniform.

The blonde man must be Marquis Hyarms, the butler, I remember him joining us for a bit on the Courageous accompanying the Marquis's third son Patrick Hyarms during the civil war…I think his name was…Celestin?

"Thank you for coming.", said the blonde man as he stood up from his seat and walk toward us.

"I am Fernand Hyarms, the one in charge of Sutherland Province's well-being."

The Marquis then turn toward Rean and smiles, "It's good to see you again, Rean. It's been some time. I hear you've been taking care of my son, Patrick."

Instructor Rean replies, "It's good to see you again, too. But about Patrick, it's quite the opposite. He's been a good friend and helped me out a number of times."

The two then exchanged some more pleasantries before Instructor Rean turns to the butler,

"Oh, and it's good to see you too, Celestin."

"Indeed, Master Rean.", Celestin replied before giving us a bow.

"I returned to Saint-Arkh last year, leaving Master Patrick at the school, but it seems he grew up wonderfully in my absence. I can't thank you and his other classmates enough, Master Rean.", he continued.

"Haha. Really, I didn't do much."

I don't know how much you did, Instructor, but from what I heard among the nobility, he's changed all right. I have only met him briefly during the Summer Festival two years ago, and back then he was…uh, let's just say he was exactly the type of noble that caused commoners to resent us.

"Let me introduce the students of Class VII: Special Operations.", Instructor Rean gestured to us

"P-pleased to meet you. I'm Juna Crawford.", Juna started nervously.

Kurt gives a formal greeting with a bow, "I'm Kurt Vander. It's a pleasure to meet you."

I follow suit with a formal greeting as well by giving a curtsey, "My name is Jessica Schleiden. It is an honor to make your acquaintance, Lord Hyarms."

I then turn to Celestin, "It's also good to meet you again, Celestin."

To which the butler gives another bow, "Of course, Lady Jessica. It is a pleasure to see you again."

Finally, Altina rounds up our introduction with, "Altina Orion. Nice to meet you."

Marquis Hyarms nod, "Ah, so this is the new Class VII. I wasn't expecting to find the son of the Vander family and the Snow Princess here. I'm indebted to both of your fathers. It's a pleasure to meet you too."

"Thank you for your kind words."

"Your words honor us, Lord Hyarms"

Kurt and I replied in return for his greeting.

Marquis Hyarms then turn to Major Claire, "Now, Major Rieveldt. Would you mind if I saw to Rean's business here first?"

"Not at all. I would actually like to hear the details, myself. Would it be okay if I stayed and listened?", Major Claire replied.

The Marquis nods, "That's perfectly fine."

Afterward, Instructor Rean formally reported that Thors Military Academy Branch Campus is starting field exercise in Sutherland, along with giving Marquis Hyarms the official letter from our campus and the government.

The Marquis then reiterate our tasks of helping around in the region, of course without mentioning Ouroboros. Celestin then pulled out a folder that he gave to Instructor Rean, containing a list of tasks as well as a document titled 'Crucial Investigation Report'.

The document details sightings of mysterious metallic monsters across the Sutherland Province. And we are asked to investigate the true nature of these metallic monsters.

...I see, so these are the Ouroboros sightings, at the very least one of them anyway. Metallic monsters, or really they are just robots called archaism are an example of the Society's advanced technology beyond anything else in the world.

Kurt and Juna haven't been briefed nor are they familiar with the Society, so their curiosity stops at a metallic monster. Meanwhile, Altina and I exchange a look.

Considering many of the archaism ended up in the black market, just because they are seen in Sutherland that doesn't mean that Ouroboros is here. But also considering that I just heard an Anguis of the Society on the radio the other day, and how things have been set up thus far…

I am fairly certain that Ouroboros is active here in Sutherland.

"It felt like, there was a whole 'nother conversation going on there.", Juna said after Major Claire left, promising to look into things through the RMP and Intelligence Division channel and will contact us if she finds anything.

Of course, since Juna and Kurt don't quite get the situation yet, Major Claire saying that she'll try to get the Intelligence Division and Railway Military Police involved is bound to raise some suspicions.

It doesn't seem like Instructor Rean is going to tell them just yet, so Kurt eventually relents and asks, "So what else do we have to do besides investigating these beasts?"

"It seems we have a number of requests.", Altina added.

Instructor Rean nods, "Yeah, I'll explain how this will work. Look at this here, everyone."

He then hands us the document inside the folder.

It's the list of tasks, let's see for the first day our tasks are…

One mandatory task from the Septian Church to…collect an herb. And then three optional requests to get a fish, look for a missing cat, and one request in Parm, which is to look for dye materials.

…Yep. Certified JRPG side quests, all right. Even the classic looking for a cat.

Altina frowns, "Errands unrelated to military services?"

"Yeah. Requests made by the citizens and the cathedral. The one marked required we need to do for sure, but anything else marked optional, we can choose whether we do it or not. Either way, we should still be sure to patrol Saint-Arkh and check everything out.", Instructor Rean answered.

He then gives us the Crucial Investigation Report document, "Finally, here are the details in the investigation report."

I scan through the report, and most of it confirms my suspicion of these metallic monsters being archaism. The important thing is it also details three locations where they've been sighted recently, one near North Sutherland Highway and two near Parm.

"We can investigate the first location while we're here in Saint-Arkh, then once we finish our other requests, we can move south to Parm. Then, we can investigate the second and third locations while we do our requests there. That'll be how our first day will go.", Instructor Rean concluded.

Instructor Rean then said that we need to investigate the metallic monsters and get the herb as they're required. But as to the exact order we will do the rest of the requests or if we'll even do them at all is up to us.

There was some debate between us with Altina and Kurt wanting to prioritize efficiency and only do the optional tasks if we still have time after our primary tasks. And Juna who wants to do all of them to help the people.

I'm on Juna's side since it just doesn't feel right going into this half-heartedly. Besides, I may not be a true believer of the noblesse oblige like some of the other nobles, but I do believe that as a noble I do have a degree of responsibility to the people of Erebonia, that's just the nature of the social contract in this sort of society.

To not do so…just feels wrong, like how it's a given a parent should be responsible for their children, or how anyone in a position of power really, should do their obligation to the utmost…or I suppose it's like having a high-paying job, it's nice but if you just slack off and don't do your job it feels wrong.

It's funny, I never think much about serving the people as a moral obligation just because I have wealth back on Earth. After all, I have already done my obligations by doing my job to the best of my ability, and serving the people is the obligation of other people, like government officials.

But I suppose it's a different case when your wealth and respect given to you are predicated upon the idea that you are born to govern over the people. In that sense, governing which most definitely includes serving them, becomes a moral obligation as I see being a noble as an occupation. It's another one of the new perspectives I've gained as Jessica, I suppose.

In the end, Juna and I managed to convince Kurt and Altina to try doing all of them. We turn to Instructor Rean to tell him our decision.

"In that case, let us formally begin our Special Ops missions in Sutherland", he said with a smile and hints of nostalgia.

Once we've decided to try doing all the requests, we started to go around Saint-Arkh to meet with the clients, as well as ask about the metallic monsters sighting. Since Kurt was the only one of us that was somewhat familiar with the city, he was the one deciding where to go and what route to take. We didn't end up getting much additional information regarding the metallic monster, which is not in the report. On the other hand, we were making quite the headway for our other requests.

We've already met with all the clients for the requests in Saint-Arkh. The herb request from the Septian Church turned out to be from the Archbishop of Sutherland, who wants us to get herbs called erynflower from Isthmia Great Forest that apparently have some sedative properties. The cat request came from an old man who is currently traveling with his granddaughter, his granddaughter's cat, Felix was gone after a drunk man kicked open its cage last night.

The fish request came from a maid that wants us to procure a red perch to make a special dish for the lady she's serving…who turns out to be a middle school St. Astraia student that got a special dispensation to go home from the boarding school for her birthday from Elise, who is now a student council president…you're spoiling them, Elise. Getting permission to go home for a birthday in that strict boarding school? How'd you even do it?

The girl didn't recognize me since she just enrolled this year, which is fine by me. Though for some reason, yet again Instructor Rean managed to hide his identity by wearing glasses.

Since the request is for a dish, Instructor Rean who apparently is a great fisher—because of course he's a great fisher, he was a JRPG protagonist. Just waiting for Kurt to get into fishing anytime soon now—offered to fish the red perch so it will be fresh. It turned out that the fish can be found in a pond in Isthmia Great Forest, so we decided to do that request while we're looking for the herbs later.

With all that settled, we decide to look for the cat first, which is what we're currently doing.

We were discussing where the cat might have gone, when…

"Oh, you looking for a cat?"

We all turn towards the voice, and what greeted us…is a girl around my age with wild untamed red hair that extends to her waist. This girl's appearance just screams 'major character alert's to me. Like, come on, with that fur-lined coat, midriff exposing leather corset and short pants combo, thigh-high boots, tattoos on her stomach, left hand, and left leg, as well as mismatched velvet gloves…There's no way this girl is just some random NPC.

"You are…?", Kurt asked

"Haha, just a nosy passerby."

Yeah, no. With that look, you're as much a 'passerby' as I am, probably even less with that outfit. Considering how revealing her outfit is and that wild girl look she's got going…is she the token fanservice seductive girl for the harem?

The girl then explains how she was playing with a cat earlier and her description of the cat does match the missing cat. She also mentions that it went in the direction of the Residential District. She then continues on a tangent about how to best deal with cats.

As she was explaining this, her red hair caught my attention and is bugging me for some reason…No, wait. That red hair…it's…the exact same shade as Instructor Randy's! Bright-colored hairs are common enough in anime, but usually, they would differentiate the shade between characters, like mine and Kurt's.

To have the exact same shade usually implies familial relation. Instructor Randy mentioned his family were jaegers… which means, she most likely is one. Not only that but if she's related to Instructor Randy, then a member of the Red Constellation, one of the most powerful corps around. Jaegers were also one of the reported sightings in Sutherland, meaning there's a possibility their activity here is associated with Ouroboros.

Not only is she part of a dangerous jaeger corps that could be hired by the Society, but considering her age and Instructor Randy's story, she must've grown up on the battlefield…I tense up and grip my spear tighter. This girl…is extremely dangerous, but how to tip Instructor Rean about this…

"…if it's lost again, my guess is it's gone somewhere more secluded—", the girl stopped speaking and then looks at me.

"Oh? What's up, girlie? Looking a bit tense there."

…damn.

I shake my head trying to play it off, "No. It's nothing. Lack of sleep must have gotten the best of me for a bit."

The red-haired girl smiles, "That so…? I guess that could be it, or maybe…", She stops and her smile turns predatory, "you figured out I'm a jaeger?"

The moment she said that Instructor Rean immediately steps in front of us, his sword ready. I feel a chill running down my spine, I can almost taste the bloodlust oozing out of her.

"Be on your guard! Most likely, she's one of the top members of Red Constellation, Bloody Shirley!", yelled Instructor Rean.

"Huh? Wait, that name is!", Juna exclaimed, probably recognizing the name.

"Shirley Orlando. Known as Bloody Shirley, wields a chainsaw-flamethrower-rifle hybrid weapon called Testa-Rossa. She is known for her brutality, most recently, she's involved in the Red Constellation assault on Crossbell City two years ago.", Altina recited.

The red-haired girl smirks, "It's the Sanguine Ogre now, aside from that spot on! Well, your government was one of our loyal customers, so no surprise you'd have files on me, but probably needs an update since two years ago."

She then looks at Instructor Rean, "Anyway…wow, Ashen guy, so you also figured it out huh?"

"…I had my suspicions."

"Eh..? I can't tell at all.", she then turns to me

"You've seemed to got good instinct, Snowy girl. You might wanna ask your teacher there how to work on your poker face, though. I don't do tons of covert ops, so I'm not really that good at figuring out if my targets have realized I'm a jaeger, but you were telegraphing it so bad."

I ready my spear in response. Besides me, Kurt and Juna also ready their weapons, while Altina has already summoned Claiomh Solais.

Shirley chuckles, "You sure you want to fight here? I'm game, but while there are no people here, if we fight…they'll come, you know? Aren't your orders to keep things on the down low?"

"And what? Just let a jaeger wreak havoc in the capital of Sutherland?", Kurt asked from my left.

Said jaeger starts laughing, "Ahaha, you're funny! If I wanted to go wild, this city would have already been up in flames by now!"

"Nah, I just want to check the city out. I don't even have my weapon on me.", she said, brandishing her empty hands.

"What do you want here?", Instructor Rean said

"I told you, I just want to check the city out! Sightseeing, you know. Well…I'm also interested in a fight, but it's no fun without Testa-Rossa. So…why don't we just go our separate way for now?"

"There's no way we'd—"

Instructor Rean cuts Kurt off, "All right. Go then, as long as you don't do anything that warrants our action we have no business with each other."

Kurt looks like he wants to protest, but relents.

Shirley nods, "Gotcha, I won't do anything…until I feel like it anyway."

She then turns around and waves at us as she walks away, "Well, see ya! Good luck finding the cat! Looking forward to fighting you next time we meet, Ashen Chevalier! Snow Princess and the rest too, I guess. Tell Dolphy I say hi!"

Dunno who the hell Dolphy is, but honestly, seeing her leave is such a relief. After she dropped her mask, I could really feel how much of a threat she is.

As soon as she left, Kurt turns to Instructor Rean, "Instructor! Why did you let her go?!"

"She's too dangerous to fight with just us. Even without her weapon, I'm not sure I can protect you guys while fighting her off.", Instructor Rean answered as he sheathed his blade. The fact that he's unable to use his full strength probably also factors into the decision, I assume

"I can take care of myself just fine! I—"

Juna cuts Kurt off, "First of all, don't you mean we? Besides…I think Instructor Rean is right on this one, as much as I don't want to admit it. I never met her, but from what I heard, she caused tons of damage and casualties during the attack on Crossbell two years ago. I even heard she's a match for Randy."

"All the more reason to not let her go! Helping to safeguard Sutherland is what we're here for, isn't it?!", Kurt continues to protest.

He has a point, but…"I understand the sentiment, but we also need to consider the fact that fighting her here could lead to collateral damage."

Instructor Rean nods in agreement to me, "Yeah. That too. From her psychological profile I read from the Intelligence Division files, she has an extremely destructive tendency and has little care for collateral damages."

"The report on her psychological profile has several instances of vicious brutality to substantiate her destructive tendencies." Altina adds.

"Yeah. She even dropped a stage mechanism at Ilya, the lead dancer for Arc en Ciel.", Juna said with a grimace.

"…Understood.", Kurt finally relents

Instructor Rean nods and takes out his ARCUS, "Well, it's not as if we're not going to do anything about it. First, we'll contact the Derfflinger, and from there they can coordinate with the Intelligence Division and RMP to see if there's anything they can do."

He then started to open his ARCUS before stopping and looks at me, "Oh, but before that. How did you know she was a jaeger, Jessica?"

"Oh…uh…I noticed her hair was the exact same shade of red as Instructor Randy's, and I remembered what he said regarding his family. Also…I heard outfits such as what she's wearing is quite common among female jaegers."

That's technically the truth, mostly anyway.

He smiles, "I see. That's a good observation, well done. Though, as she said, next time, in that sort of situation you should try to stay calm and not make it apparent, okay?"

Instructor Rean then excuses himself for a bit to report to Instructor Michael.

"Well, that was one crazy encounter.", Juna said once Instructor Rean left.

Altina nods, "Agreed. Coming across someone like the Bloody Shirley is not something to be taken lightly."

She then turns to me, "Instructor Rean already said it, but you have excellent observation, Jessica. If you wish to work for the Intelligence Division after graduation, I could formally introduce you to—"

"No, thank you Altina.", I replied immediately

"I see. That's too bad then."

It's not that I'm completely disinterested but under the current regime of Chancellor Osborne…that would practically have me 'defecting' to a possible villain side, which for a heroine can be a tragic death flag.

"In any case, what exactly is Instructor Randy's relation to her?", Kurt asked as he turns to Juna

Juna replies, "She's his cousin…I think."

"Cousin? Was Instructor Randy who 'Dolphy' was referring to?", I asked. There's no one else who fits that name, after all.

Juna shrugs, "Maybe? I guess so. Randolph becomes Dolphy, huh? That's…kinda cute actually."

It really is, isn't it? I guess that sort of character type of cute airheaded psychopath is not unheard of.

I look at Kurt. She's not…actually supposed to be in your harem, right? I think she's a bit too crazy for that. Then again a villain that is a crazy girl who loves battle ended up becoming a harem member because she wanted to fight and/or see potential in the protagonist is a trope.

"Something wrong, Jessica?", Kurt asked me after noticing I'm staring.

"Oh, no. I was just thinking of something."

"…? If you say so."

Instructor Rean then returned before we can continue talking

"Right. So I've made my report to Instructor Michael. They will try to contact the Intelligence Division and RMP. As of now, until further development, she is outside the scope of our mission. As for us, we're to continue with our Special Ops mission."

I suppose technically according to the official assignment, our task is to investigate metallic monsters, not jaeger. Even if we use the classified objective, we have no proof she's associated with Ouroboros yet, even though given the setup, she probably is. So in that sense, I suppose she is outside the scope of our mission, for the time being, anyway. I do hope they actually do something about her, though.

"So, what should we do next?", Juna asked

Instructor Rean smiles "Well, for starter…let's find that cat."

Back to the side quest grind, I guess.

Ah…typical JRPG indeed.

A.N. Shirley literally said she was just a random passerby in the game, like who'd seriously believe her looking the way she is?

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A.N. : Digimon Survive has been taking all of my free time lately, if you guys like Digimon and is okay with visual novel, definitely check it out.

Something good actually came out of the encounter with the red-haired Ms. Fan Service earlier. We actually find the damned cat in the Residential District in a secluded place, just like she said. Another point to her being a main character, having the 'tough battle crazy girl secretly likes cute animals' trope, in this case, cats.

The building the cat was hiding in was the Rieveldt & Co music store. Rieveldt & Co is a famous musical instrument manufacturer. Rieveldt is also the last name of Major Claire, which the rest of Class VII dismissed as a coincidence. Not me though, a side quest that led to a store with the last name of a character that just entered the plot? Considering the way this world works, no way that's a coincidence.

Anyway, after that, Kurt suggested we head into this famous café nearby, both for a short rest and to see if we can get some information regarding the archais—sorry, 'mechanical monsters' sightings. Normally in JRPG, you'd go to a bar for these kinds of info gathering, but considering it's still early in the day, a café is close enough, I guess.

"Huh?"

As soon as we enter the café, Instructor Rean stops and looks toward the bar counter,

"What's wrong, Instructor?", asked Altina beside him.

"I feel like, I've seen her somewhere before.", Instructor Rean replies as he continues to look at the back of a girl sitting at the café's bar counter.

The girl has long pink hair—a bit more vibrant than Juna's—and is wearing a striped blue button shirt with a vest. Oh. Yeah, I think I remember her. Another person that I got acquainted with during the civil war, well they're twins so I'm not sure which one she is but…

"Have another drink. Do you have any other good stories?", the girl said as she—somewhat seductively—pours another glass of wine for the man beside her.

Instructor Rean approaches her, "Wait, you're—"

The girl turns her head, and then stands up in surprise, "Oh my gosh! Rean?!"

"Vivi! So it was you! It's been quite a while!", Instructor Rean replied with a smile.

Vivi…yeah, I'd figure it was her when she started to pour drinks seductively, her twin was more…reserved, or I guess shy depending on how you look at it. Eh, classic twin trope dynamics.

"Umm, do you know her, Instructor?", Juna asked from beside me.

Vivi gives Instructor Rean a mischievous smile "Heehee. I heard you got a job at Thors' branch campus."

She then turns to the rest of us, "Nice to meet you all. I'm Vivi, I went to school with your teacher…", she stops as she looks at me.

"Oh, I guess…nice to meet you again, for you? Didn't know you're Rean's student now."

I nod, "We didn't have many chances to talk back on the Courageous, regrettably. But yes, it's nice to meet you again." She was the observer in charge of the radar in the Courageous' bridge if I remember correctly.

"Yeah…about that, I kinda regret that you know? If we'd talked more that I can rub it to the rest of the guys in the Imperial Chronicle that I'm in contact with the Ashen Chevalier AND Snow Princess.", she said with a sigh.

"Ah, of course, the only reason to know me and Jessica…so you can brag about it.", Instructor Rean said sarcastically with some amusement.

Vivi winks, "Naw…that's only one of many, of course!", she then turns back to the rest of the group "Anyway, as I said, I went to school with Rean here, I wasn't part of the illustrious Class VII though."

Her mischievous smile comes back, "When we were students, Rean and I…had a real hot-and-heavy relationship. It turned into a huge scandal! But now I'm an up-and-coming journalist!"

"Say what?!"

"This is new information."

Juna and Altina exclaimed in surprise.

Given Vivi's personality and its associated tropes, she's probably just trolling. If it were true, Princess Alfin would've talked mine and Elise's ears off about such a juicy gossip.

So I decided to play along and turn to Instructor Rean, "As I said, love decagon."

Instructor Rean sighs, "Don't fill their heads with your weird stories.", he then turns to me, "And you know full well that if there's such a gossip, you'd already heard about it from Her Highness."

Vivi cuts in, "Oh, but Rean! There was a thorough cover-up from the government. Don't you remember? Ah…I can't believe we got caught doing that on Principal Vandyk's table…"

"Okay, that's enough Vivi…I'd lose all respect as an Instructor at this rate. Still the same as ever huh?", Instructor Rean said in exasperation, before smiling, "But I'm glad to see you're still doing well."

Vivi winks, "Right back at'cha Rean!"

Instructor Rean and Vivi caught up for a bit, before giving us some information regarding our quarry. Apparently, some of the locals claimed that suspicious people started to show up around the same time as when the mysterious monsters' sightings started. After a bit more pleasantries, we thanked her for the information and depart from the café.

I guess Vivi is supposed to be a previous game NPC cameo in Kurt's game? With her personality, I can see her becoming a fan favorite that they wished to be part of the party so they can romance her or something…Kinda wish Jessica's circumstances are like that, but oh well. Gotta play the hands you're dealt with.

Anyway, the important thing is a cameo NPC—which means her info is probably correct—just told us that suspicious people are seen when the sightings of the mechanical monster started. At this point, it's pretty much confirmed that these monsters are archaisms and that Ouroboros is here.

I feel like it's still early enough in the game for Kurt and the rest of us new Class VII to fight ouroboros already. So hopefully, this is just some worldbuilding or foreshadowing for a future plot instead of a full-blown conflict with them.

Then again, we do have Instructor Rean…and Instructor Randy who might not be the main character but is most likely a past party member of the Crossbell guys. So I suppose a full-blown conflict is possible. With those two and the rest of the Instructors dealing with Ouroboros directly while we're given a less dangerous yet crucial mission somewhere else. That's usually how the early parts of sequel games go, right?

…I guess there's no use in overthinking it too much, what will happen will happen. For now, I'll just concentrate on our current quest to gather those herbs from Isthmia Great Forest…and also get the fish, I guess.

 "It's a whopper!"

Instructor Rean said as he looks over his newest catch.

"Is that our target?", Altina asked, probably keeping in mind that Instructor Rean had already caught three fishes, but none of them were red perch…Damn you, RNG! Please don't tell me the red perch has an SSR rate in a gacha.

He nods, "Yes, Altina. This is red perch, the fish requested." He then opens the cooling box that we brought with us and put the fish inside, "All right, this should keep it fresh for a bit. Let's get the herbs and we can get out from this forest."

And with that, we continued our track deeper into the Isthmia Great Forest. Fighting monsters along the way, though thankfully they're still not that much of a concern, despite the fact this is an area where the higher elements of time, mirage, and space are active. Though I'd be lying if I say that the giant spiders…I mean agilatarans don't creep me out. Nope, no giant spiders here, only agilatarans.

The Isthmia Great Forest… is really quite the sight. My hometown, Valdrand translates to Forest's Edge, so being in a forest is not a novel experience for me, especially with all the survival training. But to even put the forest near my hometown and Isthmia Great Forest in the same category is like saying birds are dinosaurs, true in technicality but so much different in magnitude and scope to the point it becomes absurd.

I mean…everywhere I look I can find at least one giant tree with trunks significantly wider than I am tall. And fireflies are flying around, which coupled with how the sunlight is almost entirely obscured by the canopies of those giant trees, give this place a mystical ambiance.

This really is just like one of those enchanted forests where elves are hiding or something. Well, there are legends in Erebonia about vampires and witches living in secret villages deep within the Isthmia Great Forest.

I don't know about vampires, but the witches are real. One of the Old Class VII, Emma Millstein is a witch. So is her sister, Vita, the Second Anguis of Ouroboros…who is using her witch magic to do a radio show for some reason. From my understanding, they did grow up in a hidden village somewhere. I'm not sure if it's actually here, in this forest though. I don't think she ever disclosed that or if she did, not to me at least.

"Oh, hey, is that it?", Juna said pointing to something in front of us.

I look in the direction she's pointing, "That certainly matches the description of erynflowers we were given."

"Yes. Blueish violet petals…It certainly is a variety of lavender.", Altina adds from beside me.

Juna inhales deeply, "Aaah…it smells so nice. I can tell it's a type of lavender by the smell."

"Yeah, it's a rather relaxing aroma.", agreed Kurt.

I nod, "Well, the Archbishop did mention that erynflowers are used as sedatives. I suppose it would not be out of the question for them to have a relaxing aroma."

"Instructor?", Altina suddenly said as she turned toward our Instructor.

Instructor Rean had a contemplative look before shaking his head and saying, "…Oh, it's nothing."

…That's suspicious. Did he notice something? The erynflowers request is mandatory after all, this could be part of the main quest.

"We've located the target. All we need to do is to collect some and—"

Instructor Rean didn't finish that sentence before his expression harden and starts to draw his sword, "No. Not yet!"

As soon as he said that, a group of giant spi—agilatarans crawl out of the shadows of trees around us.

"A-A group of spide—"

"A group of agilatarans, yes.", I interrupted Juna.

"Who cares what they're called! Why are you splitting hair on this?!"

"…Sorry, using the official nomenclature makes them less creepy for me."

"Wait, really? Then maybe I should—Nah, they're still creepy, that only works for you, princess!"

"Juna, Jessica. Focus.", Altina said as she surveyed the group of monsters advancing toward us and summoned Claiomh Solais.

"We're surrounded…! Instructor, your orders?!", Kurt asked as he ready his stance.

Instructor Rean replies calmly, "We'll simply fight our way through. Everyone, be aware of who or what is behind you as you fight."

 …The fight was underwhelming.

I mean sure, it's creepy when they crawl toward you, and they're definitely harder than all the fights so far in this forest. But with the build-up of them surrounding us, and Instructor's Rean contemplative look before the fight started, I thought this would be a boss fight for the Isthmia Great Forest dungeon or something. But no, we dealt with them swiftly enough.

Was that really it? Why is this a mandatory quest?

"Battle complete. No further hostiles detected", Altina reported once we've wiped the floor with the group of agilatarans.

Instructor Rean nods, "All right. Good job, everyone."

"Phew, that was a real shocker…There were so many of them", Juna said in relief.

I nod, "I suppose, thankfully we managed to defeat them with minimal issues."

Juna grins, "Oh yeah? I recall I heard differently, Ms. Using-the-official-nomenclature-makes-them-less-creepy. Didn't know you're afraid of spiders."

"N-no! I wasn't afraid…they're just creepy. There's nothing weird about using the official nomenclature! That's just a euphemism. Besides, you were panicking too!"

"Jessica, your face is red. In this context, it is indicative that you are lying.", Altina said matter-of-factly.

"I did not!"

Kurt snorts as he approaches us, "I don't know why you bother denying it. There was that one time you panicked when a spider drops on your hair."

I glare at him, "Maybe you should try having long hair and have a spider crawling in it without being able to specifically pinpoint its exact location. It's quite disturbing, I'll have you know."

Juna grimaces, "Okay, yeah. That sounds horrifying. Although…" she then stops and gives me a sly look before turning to Kurt, "That's a bit unexpected for Jessica right? Kinda…cute, right Kurt?"

Oh, I see. Planning revenge are you? Unfortunately, it won't work because he'll…

"No. Why would I? She was quite distressed, I would be a poor friend if I found amusement out of it."

Kurt said it with such decisiveness that Juna was taken aback for a bit before she starts glaring,

"Wait, amusement? So when you said I'm cute earlier…"

"Huh? I found your reactions amusing as in, quite funny. What else could I mean?"

Juna sighs, "…you are such an idiot!"

"Uh…did you think I meant something else?"

"N-no! Just—"

Instructor Rean steps in, "Alright, that's enough you guys. We're still in a forest full of monsters here. Let's start gathering the erynflowers for the Archbishop."

And with that, he ended the 'Juna trying to set flags for me only for it to backfire and triggers flag for her' spectacle as we start to harvest the erynflowers.

"By the way, Instructor. Were those spid—"

"Agilatarans." I automatically interrupted Kurt.

He rolls his eyes, "…Were those agilatarans the cause of higher elements being active here?"

"No. As far as I know, this place has had strong spiritual energy since long ago.", Instructor Rean responded without stopping from harvesting the flowers on his side.

"Are there any commonalities between Isthmia Great Forest and other places where you encountered activity of higher elements, Instructor?", I asked.

"Well, almost all of them are places that have existed since ancient times. They're also a place belonging to or located in a region with a history of animistic religion. Though, I'm not quite sure of the caus—"

"Instructor?" I turn to check why he stopped abruptly, and see him kneeling while clutching his chest and breathing heavily.

Altina immediately stands up and runs toward him, "Instructor!"

The rest of us follow suit immediately and starts running.

"I-I'll be all right, I—"

Immediately after he said that he does look better. He's breathing normally again and is no longer clutching his chest, though he has a puzzled expression on his face.

I crouch down next to him, "Instructor are you all right?"

"Yeah, sorry. I just lost my footing."

"Are you sure? You were clutching your chest. Did you experience any squeezing or burning sensation?"

Considering how short the duration was, it's unlikely to be a heart attack, but…

Instructor Rean shakes his head and then stands up, "Don't worry, just a bit of a dizzy spell. But more importantly…did you guys see someone standing there just now?"

That's an odd question.

"Not that I know of.", I answered as the rest gave similar responses.

He nods, "Yeah…I guess you're right. Anyway, let's finish up here and hurry back to Saint-Arkh. Who knows what might show up in this deep darkness."

"Do-don't say stuff like that!", Juna started, but I cut her off, "Instructor…did something happen earlier?"

He gives me a smile, "No. Nothing happened."

Something definitely happened. But…I don't think he'll tell me so I'll drop it. For now, at least.

Kurt sighs, "In any case, let's continue and hurry back, as the Instructor said."

The walk back to Saint-Arkh was uneventful, though I did notice Instructor Rean suddenly becoming much more proficient with orbal arts. It's not as if he was bad with them before, in fact, I think his affinity for orbal arts is higher than mine, but he's definitely not this good, especially the speed he's casting them at.

Something…definitely happened back at Isthmia Great Forest, that's the only anomaly I can think of to explain his sudden increase in arts proficiency. Well, considering that trip to the forest was a mandated request, meaning part of the main quest, it'd probably pop up again later on. In any case, after handing off the fish to our maid client, we are now heading towards the cathedral to finish the herb gathering quests.

"What a pretty melody. I wonder who's performing?", Juna said as we entered the cathedral district.

I nod at her in response. It seems there's a recital going on in the cathedral, as we can hear a violinist even from outside the cathedral, playing a rendition of 'Looking up at the Sky.' It was a popular song about three years ago from a composer in Liberl. As we approach the cathedral, the clearer we can hear the song and the more apparent that the violinist is quite skilled.

We finally entered the cathedral and see a face I saw on an ARCUS screen about a week ago. Elliot Craig, from the old Class VII, is performing on stage. Evidently, we came at the tail end of his performance as he finishes and bows to the clapping audience, before noticing us and winking.

"W-wait he's…", Juna started in response to the wink.

Kurt turns to Instructor Rean, "I've heard of a talented young musician who debuted in Heimdallr recently. I take it he's an acquaintance of yours, Instructor?"

Instructor Rean nods, "That's right…Elliot Craig. He was part of the old Class VII, so he's kind of like your guys' predecessor."

Yeah, our 'senpai' in the franchise, I suppose. I didn't expect to see the old Class VII this early though, Vivi, an NPC, is one thing, but a party member of the game that directly precedes this one usually shows up later, right? Well, I guess Instructor Randy is here already, though I don't know where the Crossbell games stand in relation to Kurt's games. But I guess they're just not shy on cameos.

We waited for the audience to disperse a bit before approaching him. Instructor Rean then introduced us, well Juna and Kurt, since Altina and I have already met him. Though I guess the last time he met Altina would be when they were enemies, so it's a bit awkward.

Elliot then smiles and introduces himself to Kurt and Juna, "It's nice to meet you, Juna, Kurt. I'm Elliot Craig. I was part of the old Class VII with Rean. He was one of the first people I met at Thors, in fact."

"I've heard of your music before, but I wasn't aware that you know Instructor Rean.", Kurt said as he looks between Elliot and Instructor Rean.

Juna adds, "It's nice to meet you! That performance was beautiful!"

Elliot smiles, "Thank you. I'm glad you liked it. Rean was gushing all about you just last week."

He then turns to me, "And good to see you again, Jessica."

I nod, "Yes, it's good to see you. Thank you again for your assistance with the Dreknor Fortress visitation permit."

He waves me off, "Don't mention it. Glad to help. Oh right, I promised to make you my special omelet right? Unfortunately…I think both of us have a tight schedule right now, maybe next time?"

Instructor Rean laughs, "Haha, well that's a shame."

He then turns to the rest of us, "Aside from being a talented musician, Elliot here also makes a really good omelet—well, I guess it's more of a soup. There was that one time early during the civil war when we had him cook his special omelets to sell for funds. Massive success."

"…I'm pretty sure yours or the other's cooking would work too. We just decided on omelet because the ingredients were cheap so we could maximize the profits.", Elliot replied before turning to Altina,

"Umm…anyway, is Altina okay? Black Rabbit? You look so different I almost didn't recognize you."

"Well, we were enemies, last time we met. Also, I was wearing a highly advanced stealth suit created specifically for black ops mission."

Kurt and Juna are taken off guard that Altina yet again just casually blurts out a classified Intelligence Division mission. As for me, all I'm thinking is 'Advanced stealth suit? Oh, is that what you call a loli fanservice outfit nowadays'

We exchanged pleasantries a bit more where at one point, Instructor Rean notes that it's a bit too coincidental that Elliot just happens to hold a tour in Saint-Arkh while we are having our field exercise in the area. To which, Elliot tried to pass it off as coincidence nervously. Huh, are the old Class VII stalking Instructor Rean or something? I guess I can expect more of them to show up.

Eventually, one of the sisters comes over and tells him that the music class for children he'll be teaching is starting soon. After which, we say goodbyes and hand the basket of erynflowers to the Archbishop, and leave the cathedral.

As we leave, we passed by the room where the music lesson is held and could hear the children being excited about being in Elliot's lesson.

"Haha, sounds like they're having fun in there. I have a hard time picturing such a kind-looking guy being part a member of class VII like us.", Juna remarks once we left the cathedral.

I roll my eyes, "Are you implying that class VII, which would include yourself, are not kind people?"

"Ugh…you know what I mean. You know, being a military academy student."

Altina nods, "I remember seeing him back during the civil war, but even then, he didn't look like a student at a military academy."

Instructor Rean chuckles, "Haha, Elliot's stronger than he looks though."

"He has good proficiencies with orbal staff and arts, especially for healing and support.", I added

"Yeah, I don't think we'd survive many of the battles unscathed without him.", Instructor Rean said fondly.

Well, he's a healer, after all. An essential party member in almost all RPGs.

"Considering his name, hair color, and your remark about him helping with the Dreknor Fortress visit, I assume he's related to Craig the Red, commander of the 4^th armored division?", Kurt asked me.

I nod, "Yes, he's General Craig's son. I don't think we would manage to secure a visit to Dreknor Fortress without him."

Kurt nods back, "Indeed. Mueller never work under him directly, though he said that the General has a reputation for being strict in the army."

"That is what I thought at first, but…"

I turn to Instructor Rean, "Is he actually the doting parent type?"

Instructor Rean snorts, "Doting is an understatement. We used to joke that if we ever actually went to war against Calvard all the army needs to do is tell General Craig that they kidnapped his children and just set him loose against them."

"Wow. That bad?", Juna asked.

Instructor Rean nods, "Probably even more than you imagine, honestly…Anyway, that should complete all the requests in Saint-Arkh, right? What do you guys want to do next?"

"We still have to investigate the sighting.", Altina said.

I nod, "We have three reported hotspots for mechanical monsters sighting. Since two of them are near Parm, perhaps we should investigate the one around this area next, before heading to Parm."

"Hmm, yeah I think that's good. The one near here is…", Juna started

"According to the information we gathered, it's somewhere northeast from the 50 Selge mark of North Sutherland Highway. We could investigate that before heading back to the base to report and have lunch, and then we'll go to parm and finish the rest of the request." Kurt suggested.

I turn to him, "How much time should we allocate to searching near North Sutherland Highway, if we wish to make it to Parm before dark?"

Kurt shrugs, "We could take our time, it shouldn't take that long to get to Parm on a train. I think we can afford to search the area thoroughly, what do you think, Instructor?"

Instructor Rean nods, "I have no objection. Just keep your guard up at all times while we're looking for the 'mechanical monsters'"

I can definitely hear the air quotes when he said mechanical monsters, he's definitely suspecting they're archaism. Well then, time to prepare for contact with the franchise's overarching bad guys.

"Um, was this the spot mentioned on the report?", Juna asked after we walk a bit off the road after the 50 Selge mark.

"The point just off the Sutherland Highway, 50 Selge from Saint-Arkh. In terms of distance, this should be correct.", Kurt answered her.

I grip my spear tighter, ready for a fight.

Instructor Rean exchanges look with Altina and start to look around,

"I don't sense any monsters, which means…", he said with apprehension.

Juna and Kurt turn to Instructor Rean

"What's going on, Instructor?", Juna asked

Kurt gives Instructor Rean an accusatory look, "It seems you have some idea about the true nature of these monsters."

I decided to just ask him straight, "We are dealing with archaisms, aren't we, Instructor?"

"It's possible, but—"

Juna interrupts Instructor Rean, "Wait, archaisms? Aren't they the Society's weapons?"

Kurt grimaces, "I've heard of them from Mueller. Monsters made out of metallic parts that make sounds of grinding gears…I can't believe I didn't realize it."

Altina shakes her head, "Please calm down, Juna, Kurt. It's merely a possibility for now because—"

Sounds of grinding gears from the distance stop Altina as we all turn toward the source of the sounds, which seems to be getting closer. I've only encountered them once in Karel Imperial Villa liberation, but these sounds are unmistakable, this is…

"I-is that…", Juna asked nervously.

Altina nods, "We were right."

Instructor Rean draws his sword, "Yeah—Class VII, prepare for battle!"

Not long after, I can see them approaching. Three bipedal robots with what looks like a bulky torso equipped with two rotary cannons.

"T-these are the things they brought into Crossbell!"

"A-are these archaisms?"

"Yes. Archaism Phalanx J9 model, mid-sized assault archaisms equipped with two cannons. It's a standard model often used by the Society.", Altina answered Kurt and Juna.

I turn to Instructor Rean, "Instructor, orders?"

"…It's only three, we should be fine. We'll take them out, but be careful!"

The battle opens with the three archaisms launching several missiles at us.

"Activating Brave Order: Iron Will Formation! Don't bother dodging, they're guided missiles!", Instructor Rean shouted

Guided by the brave order Kurt, Juna, and I get behind Altina, as she summons Claiomh Solais that projects a barrier to block the missiles, while Instructor Rean creates an arc of flame with his blade that intercepts the missiles.

Instructor Rean nods at Altina and me, urging us to go on the offensive against two of the archaism through the ARCUS link.

I could see Altina complying by sending Claiomh Solais forward from the corner of my eyes, and I follow suit by dashing to the other Phalanx J9.

The archaism in front of me starts blasting with its rotary cannons, thanks to the brave order however, I executed a maneuver from Instructor Rean's eight leaves one blade and manage to dodge the bullets by sidestepping. I then roll forward and struck a blow on its right side, as usual, aided by the link, Kurt is already on its left side and delivers a follow-up attack with his twin blades.

I can sense something similar happening with Altina and Juna through the ARCUS links. From his side, I could also feel Instructor Rean about to send another arc of flame through all three archaisms, and so I jump back along with the rest of Class VII, as Instructor Rean's flaming arc cuts through all three archaisms, damaging them.

"All right, time to go on the offensive!", Instructor Rean shouted as I feel the Brave Order shift into an offensive one and see him rushing to the archaism closest to him.

From my left, Juna leaps forward, electricity running through her weapons, and struck one of the archaisms, leaving it stunned for Altina's Claiomh Solais to knock it into the other archaism.

Taking the chance of two of them piled on each other, Kurt rushes forward and starts going through his series of rapid slashes. The ARCUS link pulls me forward as I pierce my spear through the dent made by Claiomh Solais on one of the archaisms.

The other archaism disengages from Kurt and starts reorienting its rotary cannons.

"Brionac, fire."

Claiomh Solais' laser struck the archaism and, its rotary cannons are severed from its torso by Instructor Rean who had finished slicing the archaism he was engaging earlier in two. He then bisected the newly-engaged archaism in two, destroying it.

Before I could relax, however, through the shared link I realize that Kurt notices the archaism I ran through with my spear earlier is still operational and is already starting to shoot its missiles at me.

…Damn. Iron Will formation is no longer active, I don't think I can block them effectively. I guess I just have to brace myself, human bodies in this world are durable enough that missiles won't be fatal.

"ARCUS, activate.", With this distance and my added Cast quartz to cut casting time, I should have enough time to encase myself in a thin protective shell made from orbal energy through the Crest orbal arts.

Kurt however, like the protagonist he is, and probably prompted by the link, is already in front of me, in a guarding stance. I managed to shift the target of my casting last second and cast it on him instead.

Through the combination of his guarding and my buff, he managed to block the missiles unscathed for both of us, leaving Altina and Juna to finally finish the fight.

As soon as the fight is over I feel exhaustion course through me. The fight might have gone relatively smoothly, but that was because of Brave Orders, and performing Brave Orders maneuvers can be rather taxing that I'd rather not fight another of these things. Completely different from the monsters we had been fighting all day.

"We manage to subdue the enemy. Is everyone all right?", Instructor Rean said as he approached us.

I look at Kurt, "Are you hurt?"

He shakes his head, "I'm fine, the Crest you cast helps mitigate most of the damage."

Instructor Rean looks at me and nods, "Good thinking on the arts casting. Next time you're fighting archaism, however, until they're completely destroyed consider them still operational. They're really durable. As for the others—"

Juna cuts him off, "Wait, hold on! More importantly, what are the Society's weapons doing here?!"

"After the Erebonian Civil War, I heard they had been keeping a low profile, does this mean they're intending to take action once more?", Kurt added.

I shake my head, "Not necessarily. These could be archaisms that are bought by a third party on the black market."

Instructor Rean nods, "Correct, Jessica. There's also the possibility that these are remnants of the archaism they released during the civil war."

"In other words, it's quite difficult to determine the origin of these archaisms.", Altina finished.

I turn to Instructor Rean, "That may be so, but given the report that initialized our field exercise in the first place, don't you think there is enough circumstantial evidence of their involvement?"

"Wait, what report?", Juna asked.

Instructor Rean sighs, "…Yeah, I think so. Once we're back at the base, I'll try getting authorization for information disclosure to the rest of the students."

"Information disclosure? Wait are you guys hiding—"

"Hey, looks like you bagged yourselves some big game."

Before Juna can finish, our conversation is interrupted by a jovial somewhat gravelly voice. We turn in the direction of the voice and are greeted by a well-built bearded middle-aged man wearing a casual white shirt and leather vest.

"Wow, these things really had a number done on them. You guys take 'em on all by yourselves?", the man said as he looks at the archaisms we just defeated.

Suspicious. His outfit might not explicitly yells 'I'm an important character' as Shirley's. But it's a distinct enough ensemble, and given the fact, that he shows up here…I try to calm myself down and not let my suspicion show on my face to avoid what happened with Shirley.

"Looks like you all got the same uniform on. You guys those students from Thors? Heard ya came here for your field exercises, or something like that", the man added after Kurt and Juna confirmed that we were the ones that defeat the archaisms here.

"You know who we are?", Juna asked in surprise. In contrast, Altina remarks in a no-nonsense matter-of-fact tone, "You're well informed."

The man smiles, "Yeah, gatherin' info's part of my job. But, hey, you guys are pretty impressive. That school of yours must be a pretty good one, eh?"

"Uh, y-yeah, I guess so.", Juna answered. For someone who hates being in Thors, she sure seems pleased for that praise.

Kurt smiles, "We still have a lot of training ahead of us, however."

Oh, come on, not you too Kurt! This guy's really shady, why are you treating him like a random everyday old dude?

Instructor Rean steps up in front of us, "We're Class VII: Special Operations from Thors Military Academy's branch campus. I'm one of the school's instructors, and these are my students. And you are…?"

"Oh, you can think of me as a hunter or sorts. Monsters are a little outside my scope, but if I'm called in to take care of one, I'll round up my pals to help.", the man said nonchalantly.

He then shrugs, "Heard some rumors about these ones, so I came to check 'em out. Didn't think they'd be machines, though. They're called archaisms, yeah?"

"You know about them…", Instruction Rean started, after which Altina continued the line of questioning, "How did you get ahold of that information?"

"Just heard some weirdos let a bunch of 'em loose during the civil war. It was quite the hot topic in my circle.", he answered.

"Pardon me, but what is 'your circle'?", I asked

He grins, "As I said, hunters…of a kind."

I press on, "You mentioned that monsters are a little outside your scope, earlier. Meaning, you hunt more than monsters. Are you a bounty hunter?"

"Heh, I guess you can call me a bounty hunter, yeah. Monster hunting is popular for people like me doing business in Erebonia. Low risk, and huge pay because no bracers 'round here."

Kurt nods, "I see, with the government restricting bracers activity in Erebonia, I can see how monster hunting would prove lucrative for freelancers."

The man laughs, "Haha, you got it, kid. Since your government got fed up with the bracers being a pain in their asses for 'Civilian Endangerment', the Blood and Iron decided to just be done with them bracers, opening the way for freelancers like me to take care of monsters and such."

…I exchange a look with Instructor Rean. This man never actually confirmed what his circle is, beyond it being a group of freelancers that do bounty hunting or a facsimile of it. Instructor Rean, almost imperceptibly, shakes his head at me…he's telling me to let this man be.

"Well, looks like you cleaned up pretty good here. Think I'll check out some other spots. Unless…you guys hunting these things too?", the man said without giving away any clue whether he noticed our exchanges or not.

Instructor Rean answers him, "Yeah…as part of the field exercises. If something urgent comes up, let us know. About the archaisms or anything else. We might be able to help out, either with information or assistance in battle."

"Haha, that'd be great, thanks for the offer. Well, I'll be off now. Happy Huntings.", the man said before leaving us.

As soon as the man is out of sight, I turn to Instructor Rean, "Did you recognize that man?"

He shakes his head, "No. Although…I get the sense that he's incredibly dangerous. Even more so than Bloody Shirley whom we encountered earlier."

"What? Really? But he seems like a nice laid-back kinda guy!", Juna said in surprise.

"He…didn't appear dangerous at all to my eyes. I thought he specializes in trapping because he doesn't seem to have the bearing of a fighter.", Kurt added

"He was obviously hiding his strength under a pretense of being harmless. Furthermore, he knows too much.", Altina responds.

Kurt looks shocked, "…I didn't even notice."

Instructor Rean nods, "Well, that's just something you guys will notice more with experience."

"Did you notice it as well?", Kurt asked as he turned to me.

I shake my head, "Not to the extent of Instructor Rean and Altina. However, I did notice that he was extremely evasive. He never gives us his actual profession, let alone his name."

"Huh? Didn't he say he was a bounty hunter?", Juna asked in confusion.

Kurt answered before me, "No…thinking back, he said we could call him bounty hunter not that he is a bounty hunter."

Altina nods, "Indeed. He never actually gave any concrete information about himself. On the other hand, he is well-informed about us and the archaisms situation."

"We will also include him in our report later. For now, let's search 1 selge radius of this area.", Instructor Rean said.

"Hold on. Before the man came, we were talking about information disclosure earlier, what was that about?", Kurt said.

Instructor Rean sighs, "I promise that we'll talk about it in camp. But for now, we need to check if there are any archaisms left in the area."

"…Understood."

We searched around the area and what we find was…a huge pile of destroyed Phalanx J9 archaisms in the direction the man came from. This confirms Instructor Rean's assessment of him being extremely dangerous.

...In the end, we can't come to a consensus on the identity of the man, so we decided to return to Saint-Arkh and will pass the information along as a report to the base camp.

The next spot on our agenda is Parm, but…due to a derailing accident on the train rails, we are unable to use the train to get there. Fortunately, Celestin, on behalf of Marquis Hyarms was able to provide us with horses.

"Kurt and Jessica, the two of you know how to ride horses, right?", Instructor Rean asked.

The two of us nod, it's a bit expected for Erebonian Nobles, horseriding being a traditional Erebonian sport and all. Especially for us, coming from martial households.

Instructor Rean continues, "In that case, the three of us will ride with Altina and Juna as passengers, I'll leave it to you guys who ride with who."

"Oh come on! I want to do it!", Juna complained.

"Are you able to ride one? I have the impression horseriding is not a common proficiency in Crossbell", I asked her.

She sighs, "Well, no. But I really want to ride one, it seems really cool."

Kurt shakes his head, "That's a lot to ask of someone without any experience. Well, I suppose if you want, you can sit behind me and I'll show you what to do."

"B-behind you?", Juna said flustered.

Oh! Smooth, Kurt. Unintentionally setting up flags like the harem protagonist you are.

"Umm…I don't know if I'm cool with that…", Juna continued with a blush.

Kurt shrugs, looking a bit confused, "…? Well, it doesn't matter with me."

"You'll just have to ride with the Instructor or Jessica, instead", Altina added

Juna looks apprehensively between Kurt, Instructor Rean, and me, "Uh…", she then looks at me, "Can I ride with you?"

Nope, sorry. Not letting you escape your main heroine role that easily, "I suppose you could, but from the viewpoint of safety, it's best for you to ride with Kurt or the Instructor instead. I don't ride horses as much, and riding with a passenger is supposedly quite different than riding alone."

And between Kurt and the Ashen Chevalier that help occupied Crossbell, she'd probably choose Kurt.

"Uh…Huh? But—"

Instructor Rean interrupts Juna, "Have you never ridden with a passenger before, Jessica?"

I shake my head, "Unfortunately no."

He then turns to Kurt, "How about you, Kurt?"

"I have some experience having Princess Alfin ride with me.", Kurt replied.

Instructor Rean nods, "In that case…yeah. I think Jessica is right that you should either ride with Kurt or me, Juna."

Juna sighs, "…Ugh…really?", she then turns to Kurt, "…I'll ride with you. J-just because there's no other choice, okay?!"

"Understood. I'm not sure why you're being difficult about this, it's just a horse ride. And you have a choice to ride with the Instructor.", Kurt replied with exasperation.

Juna glares at him, "Let's just go!"

Kurt sighs and climbs onto the horse and offers his hand to Juna, "Fine, just get on."

In the end, Kurt and Juna ride together while Altina rides with Instructor Rean, leaving me riding alone, which suits me just fine. We decided to head back to the base camp first, before heading to Parm.

"Yahoo!"

I look at Juna and Kurt, seems like they're having a moment judging from Juna's excitement…yep, another main heroine flag for the win!

"Come on, Kurt! Faster! Faster!"

Wow, I'm sure people playing the game won't make a lewd joke about that line. As expected of the main heroine.

"Stop getting so worked up…Argh. Please, don't let go.", Kurt replied in frustration.

Haha, good luck Kurt. Thank your designated childhood friend heroine to fill the role of losing heroine perfectly later.

"Yahoo.", I hear Altina say in a deadpan. Making me snort, trying to hold back my laughter.

"You don't have to force yourself to be as excited as Juna.", Instructor Rean said in amusement.

I guess, on the other hand, Altina continues to learn how to human. Good job, Instructor.

With horses, it doesn't take long before we reached base camp. As we approach, we noticed that traps are being set up by Class VIII, many of them looking nervous. Wayne, who has taken the leadership role for Class VIII—despite being chewed by Instructor Michael for being late when we were about to depart—said that we're expected in the meeting room.

Inside the meeting room, we were greeted by Instructor Randy and Instructor Towa, Instructor Michael had gone to investigate the accident on the railway.

Instructor Randy then explained that through Major Claire we have received confirmation that Shirley Orlando had joined Ouroboros as Enforcers, their combat officers. This means we know for sure that the Society is active in Sutherland.

This would allow them to disclose the true purpose of the field exercise to the students, which they did to Class VIII and IX earlier. Instructor Towa then takes over and briefs us—mainly Kurt and Juna—about the current situation regarding the Ouroboros Society in this region.

"…I see. So are we making traps as a precaution?", Juna asked

"Either that or we are anticipating an attack.", Kurt added.

Instructor Randy sighs, "Geez, you're sharp. Yeah, about that...apparently, according to the good Major, there's a high chance that we will be attacked tonight."

"Tonight?!", Juna exclaimed in surprise.

Instructor Randy nods, "…Yeah. I haven't experienced it firsthand, but apparently, predictions are kinda the Icy Maiden's thing, well if it's anything like Lechter's, my crazy cousin will probably attack us tonight."

"B-but then, we're going to get back up, right?!"

Instructor Randy looks apologetically at Juna, "…Don't think we're going to get one."

"What? Why?!"

Instructor Randy sighs, "Heck if I know, prolly some politics behind the scene. Anyway, the way I heard it, Major Claire isn't even supposed to help by giving us a heads up about tonight's attack after we reported that Shirley's here."

"This is a highly unusual situation, the Society is a dangerous group by all accounts. It's almost as if…", Kurt trails off as he apparently realizes something.

"Ah…I see. They do want us to fail, or rather…they want the Provincial Army and Marquis Hyarms to fail.", he concluded.

Yeah. I have the same thought.

"Huh? Why would they want them to fail?", Juna asked

"Well…", Kurt started.

"The central government wants to completely remove any political capital held by the nobility.", Instructor Rean interjected, before turning to Instructor Towa, "What do you think, Towa?"

Instructor Towa frowns, "To be honest…that's what I think too."

I nod, "The central government had been trying to dissolve the provincial army to neuter the nobility, were a catastrophic disaster to occur on their watch and was eventually resolved by the Imperial Army, that would serve as a good platform to run for dissolving the provincial army, citing them as useless."

"They're going to let people get killed just for that?! This is the Society we're talking about!", Juna said with a horrified look.

"There is a reason why the government has an antagonistic stance against the Bracer Guild that has the main purpose of protecting civilians.", Altina replied.

She then turns to me, "In your hypothetical scenario, I presume that the Imperial Army stationed at Dreknor Fortress would deny knowledge of ever knowing the society is here, pushing the blame on the Provincial Army for refusing to cooperate and share their intel, correct?"

I nod, "Most likely. They are quite isolated after all, primarily here to guard the borders between Liberl and Erebonia. It's not unreasonable to claim that they are unable to respond until too late."

"Furthermore, since we, the Branch Campus also know of the intel, we would be the scapegoat to also implicate our patron, Prince Olivert.", Kurt added.

Instructor Rean looks surprised, "You know about His Highness's involvement?"

Kurt nods, "I realized it a while back…If I don't know Prince Olivert as well as I am, I probably would have thought that he's just using us in a selfish bid to regain political power post-civil war. But as it is, I think he did it with the best intention, though I confess…it seems rather optimistically naïve. I know that old Class VII and Thor's students at that time were instrumental in resolving the civil war, but there's no guarantee we can achieve similar feats."

…Well, I'd agree but, we are in an anime world. High school students resolving crises is the norm, not the exception.

Instructor Rean smiles, "I can see why you would say that, but in all honesty, I think it's someone like Prince Olivert that can truly make meaningful changes in Erebonia."

I nod, "Until about three years ago, His Highness was merely the infamous Debaucherous Prince, no one would have thought that he'd be the Blood and Iron Chancellor's main political rival, but here we are."

"Point.", Kurt admitted before continuing, "In any case, going back to our previous discussion, in essence, the goal of the Chancellor's faction is to find an excuse to dissolve the Provincial Army."

I shake my head, "Even more than that. A catastrophic failure to properly address a crisis would empower the Reformist faction's narrative that nobles are incompetent nepotists that merely exist to exploit the common people."

Instructor Towa smiles sadly, "As the Political Science Instructor, I'm glad that you guys can understand that much, that's what I think too…but considering the situation, I really hope that we're wrong in this."

Instructor Rean sighs, "Yeah, me too. I really hope that there is a less malicious reason for the central government to be doing this, but…"

"Yeah, your own government doing that is…a 'bruh moment', if I ever know one.", Instructor Randy added.

Juna slams the table, "That's right! What is wrong with this country?! Taking away Crossbell's freedom is one thing, but doing this kind of thing to your own people?!"

I turn to her, "That is simply, how governments are, I'm afraid. An effective government with integrity is the exception, not the norm, as unfortunate as it is. It's not as if Crossbell was ever truly free, its politics has always been embroiled in a battle between the pro-Erebonian faction and pro-Calvardian faction, each supporting one of the superpowers in exchange for favors. Erebonia just happens to be a huge superpower nation instead of a city-state, our corruption manifests on a larger scale."

Juna glares at me, "What?! Don't compare Crossbell to this! We would never…"

Instructor Randy gives her a sad look, "She's right, Junie. We didn't tell you all the details of our cases, but Crosbell is far from being a 'clean' government. Many of our own politicians resist reforms while preserving Crossbell's problems so they can be exploited by either Erebonia or Calvard. That's just how things are, sadly…"

Juna flinches, "But that's…"

A foreboding silence fills the room, as none of us seems to know what to say next. Until of course, former Main Character-kun breaks the silence, probably to do his anime speeches.

"I think you guys are overthinking this."

Instructor Towa turns to him, "Rean?"

Instructor Rean continues, "There's no doubting that these are all very plausible—and terrible—scenarios but in the end, there's nothing we can do about it at this very moment. The state of the world is not ideal, sure, speaking as an Erebonian I feel that very well. But as long as people keep doing what they can, wherever they are, then eventually the darkness building over this world would be driven back…That's what I want to believe anyway, so let's focus on what we can do right now."

…That's very cheesy, but also a very main character speech worthy. A sentiment that is apparently shared by Instructor Randy, as he snorts and starts laughing.

"S-sorry, was that too much?", Instructor Rean said sheepishly

"Haha, yeah, kinda. But I don't hate it, reminds me of a certain buddy of mine. Just need to add the word barrier somewhere there, and you two will be a perfect match.", Instructor Randy replied.

"I see, if this 'buddy' is who I think he is, then I'm honored."

"That so, huh?"

I guess this franchise likes their protagonists pulling cheesy inspirational anime speeches? Huh, can't wait until Kurt pulls one off.

Instructor Rean continues, "Anyway, as I was saying. I think there's no use fussing over things we can't change. We should focus on our tasks at hand, if we can somehow help resolve the crisis, then Chancellor Osborne won't be able to use it as political ammunition."

"Yeah, Rean's right. If we manage to help resolve the issue here in Sutherland, Chancellor Osborne won't be able to use it to discredit the Provincial Army without giving credit to Prince Olivert at the same time. Something that he can't afford to do considering the length he'd gone through to remove Prince Olivert's political power.", Instructor Towa added with a smile.

Instructor Rean nods, "Yes, that's what I was thinking. In Class VII case, we should finish our investigation of the archaisms sighting, we might be able to get some more information about what they're doing here." He then turns to Instructor Towa and Instructor Randy, "I assume our directive is still the same?"

Instructor Randy nods, "Yep. Instructor Michael said that you should still follow up on those leads, but make sure to be back here before nightfall."

"I see, in that case, I suppose we should hurry. What do you guys think?", Instructor Rean said as he turned to us.

"The mission objective and parameters remain unchanged, therefore we should continue to help security matters here in Sutherland, which includes dealing with the Society.", Altina answered.

Juna nods, "What Altina said, besides, as much problem I have with Erebonia, I'm not just going to let innocent people die if I can help it!"

"As you've alluded to earlier, Instructor. We are in a position to do something about this crisis, to not do so…would not sit right with me." Besides, I already resigned myself to participate in the main plot this time around so…

"Of course, I will do my utmost. To not do so will be an insult to my family's legacy."

…and finally, the current protagonist himself caps off our declarations. Man, that's some determined expression, I guess Kurt is starting to truly awaken to his main protagonist status.

Instructor Rean nods, "All right, in that case, we'll start moving to Parm after lunch."

It'll be a lie if I'm not at all afraid of the prospect of being thrown into this eye of the storm that is the main plot for Kurt's game, which apparently wastes no preamble before throwing the franchise's overarching villain at us.

Maybe there's some butterfly effect going on because of me, but nothing's to be done about it now. I've already resolved to participate in the main plot this time around, to avoid angering the god that sends me here.

Besides, I do really mean it, that just doing nothing in my current position doesn't sit right with me. Both due to my duty as an Erebonian noble, and just as a person in general.

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A.N. : Out of curiosity, is there anyone here who actually starts playing the game after reading this fic?

The ride to Parm is quite uneventful. We just stayed on the South Sutherland Highway, so the orbal lamps placed there keep monsters away.

Well, alright that's not quite true. We did encounter Major Michael who was coordinating the local Railway Military Police to help resolve the accident that caused the derailing. So far, the cause was concluded to be natural causes, though Major Michael also told us that in truth they're not sure of the actual causes since the rocks were broken into such small pieces to determine the cause.

Not long after, we received a call from Major Claire. The conversation boiled down to Major Claire wanting to join us and help because archaisms have been sighted, but being shot down by Major Michael, citing that she has direct order from the Chancellor to return to Heimdallr. In the end, Major Claire was convinced. We don't get her back as a guest party member, I guess.

We then continue to ride to Parm before arriving there after a while.

We dismount from the horses and hand off our horses to the stable master. Most modern Erebonia towns, such as our capital, Heimdallr, or even Leeves no longer have stables. But Parm, being a rural less developed town, still has a stable. It's also probably due to its proximity to Saint-Arkh, the capital of the Hyarms marquisate. After all, like the rest of the Four Great Houses, despite being relatively moderate the Hyarms still advocate for the preservation of traditions.

As we enter the town, I can see waterwheels everywhere. It's somewhat archaic and obsolete with orbal technology, but I suppose Parm being known as the 'The Spinning Town' wouldn't be Parm without it. The waterwheels, along with its rural aesthetic really give Parm the impression of a sleepy medieval village. It's pretty much a picturesque village in DnD.

"Wow, what a beautiful town.", Juna exclaimed as she started to look around.

Altina nods, "Parm, the Spinning Town—the southernmost most town of the Empire."

"This is my first time here too, but it's as breathtaking as I was told.", added Instructor Rean.

I notice Kurt looking around with a small smile.

"Feeling nostalgic?", I asked.

He shrugs, "Just a bit. But we're not here to sightsee."

Juna chimes in from beside him, "Aw…you don't want to visit anyone? You live here until you were about six, right? Don't want us to find out embarrassing stories from when you were a kid?"

Kurt sighs, "We still have sightings of archaisms to investigate. It's about 1400 hours right now, we should get a move on if we want to finish before nightfall."

"Eh…we still have that dye request in Parm, anyway right?", Juna retorts.

Kurt shakes his head, "It's optional. I know we agreed on trying to complete all of them, but with the archaisms situation, and the fact we need to be back at camp before nightfall, don't you think the situation has changed?"

Juna grimaces, "Eh? But helping people in the area is also part of our Special Ops mission. I think that's still important."

"If we end up not having enough time to deal with the archaisms, that would cause bigger issues for the people of Parm…I have to agree with Kurt. What do you think, Jessica?", added Altina.

I think I should pass the buck to our Instructor, "I think both arguments have merit, perhaps we can defer to Instructor Rean?"

"As I said before, outside of the archaisms investigation, the decision for other requests is up to you guys. I will add, however, that we still need to talk to people around town for information about the archaisms anyway." Instructor Rean smiles, somehow I can understand he's saying 'you're not getting out of it that easily'.

I sigh, "In that case, we should at least talk to the client. That is a basic professional courtesy. Once we have the details we could make an informed decision if it fits our schedule or not. Would that be acceptable?"

Altina nods, "Agreed. That would be the best course of action."

"Ugh…fine. I guess archaisms are a more important issue.", Juna agreed with a sigh

Kurt meanwhile, seems more reluctant, "I'd rather we just start hunting the archaisms."

I turn to him, "I understand your rationale, but as Instructor Rean said, we have to gather information, in any case. There's no harm in talking to the client, is it?"

"The more information we have about the archaisms sighting, the better. We can crosscheck them with the archaism models in our database and be more prepared to fight them.", added Instructor Rean.

Kurt hesitantly nods, "…Understood."

"Alright, in that case. As in Saint-Arkh, can I ask you to lead us around, Kurt?", Instructor Rean asked with a smile.

Kurt nods again, "I'll do my best."

"Oh, speaking of information gathering, shall we visit your family's training hall? Fighting monsters is part of the Vander School's curriculum, correct? The students there might notice something while they were out and about hunting monsters.", I asked Kurt.

He flinches, "…ah, that...might prove problematic. The training hall here closed last year."

"Huh? I thought your family's pretty famous. I didn't think you guys would have trouble finding students.", Juna asked in surprise.

Kurt grimaces, "Times are simply changing."

Juna shrugs not fully understanding what Kurt meant, "…? Well, okay then."

"In any case let's get a move on and start asking around.", Kurt suggested as he starts to lead us around Parm.

…I see. Probably got shut down due to the heavy pressure the Chancellor and the central government put on the Vanders starting last year, due to their close affiliation with Prince Olivert.

Since the central government wants to 'defang' the nobles, all martial noble households including mine are facing similar pressure, but the Vanders have it the worst.

The only one left intact is the Arseids, because the current head, Victor S. Arseid, is a household name even among those outside Erebonia and those with little interest in martial arts. It's like trying to cancel Jackie Chan or John Cena, probably even harder, because for a while the government tried their hardest to put pressure on the Arseids—especially since they are also a close ally of Prince Olivert—however, it didn't work.

"I'm gonna snap some pics with my ARCUS so I can show everyone later.", Juna said from beside me with a singsong voice as she starts taking pictures of the waterwheels.

I look at her pointedly, "Are you actually using cutting-edge top-of-the-line military equipment to take souvenir photos?"

"Why not? The function's there. The built-in camera is actually better than most cameras I know.", she retorted.

…Is ARCUS the start of an orbal smartphone? Juna definitely would've posted those pictures straight to Instagram, if it exist.

"…Wait, is it against regulation?"

"I don't think—"

"Eh…just to be safe, c'mere!"

Juna drags me into the frame and takes a selfie of the both of us.

"There. Now you're my accomplice and are complicit along with me.", she added with a smile.

I sigh, "I am quite sure there is no such regulat—"

"If you two are done playing around…? Please stop wasting our time.", Kurt said with annoyance from ahead of us.

"Oh..uh…sorry. Let's get moving.", I said.

Juna whispers to me, "Geez, what crawl up his ass?"

I shrug, "I have no idea. He was fine until we reached Parm."

"Maybe he really has something…or someone he doesn't want us to find out about here. Like…a childhood sweetheart or something.", Juna continued to whisper conspiratorially to me.

A childhood friend to eclipse the already established childhood friend, huh? Yeah, I guess I saw this trope a couple of times. I'd welcome it, anyway. But I'm probably not going to be that lucky.

After walking around Parm for a bit, I realize that Kurt is really well known here. Almost every few dozens of paces we walk, and certainly if we enter any establishment some people would approach us and go, 'Kurt, is that you?'. Which, I suppose makes sense considering Parm is a small town and the Vanders are famous.

We manage to get two leads about the archaism sightings so far—of course, we used the term 'mysterious monsters' when asking to avoid inciting panic.

One of the leads is that apparently, a rather quirky female engineer saw them with her own eyes, she's supposedly in the chapel fixing things, so we decided to swing by the chapel later on.

The other lead is more worrying. Apparently, two suspicious girls had been seen around the town. One of them was wearing black leather, and the other one was dressed like the knights of old. The one in black leather is definitely Shirley, as for the other one…

"Such shoddy spearmanship! From a Schleiden?! You insult my Lord with that kind of performance! I won't let it stand! Pick up your spear!"

"No, no, no! Relax your grip more! You won't be able to do rapid thrusts in a large swath of direction otherwise! Again!"

"Huh? What's that? I'm not in a bad mood! I'm not! And definitely not because I got bested by the Arseid girl! Most definitely not! And besides, it was six on one, you hear me?!"

Memories from the two weeks or so I spend as a 'guest' on the Noble Alliance flagship, the Pentagruel during the civil war flash in my mind. Mostly about the girl in knight armor.

One day I started practicing to keep my mind off things when this brunette in a braid and knight armor entered the training room and started insulting my form and techniques, then helping me with her harsh and strict training so I don't insult her Lord, while also having me listen to her bitching about the civil war.

Instructor Rean is probably thinking of the same person as I am, as we exchanged looks and nodded once we heard that piece of information. Duvalie the Swift, head knight of the Stahlritter, the most dangerous combat unit of Ouroboros.

Her Lord, whom the entire Stahlritter swear fealty to, is apparently really high in the Society's hierarchy, though I don't know the specifics.

At one point, since she constantly beat it to my head that my subpar spearmanship is insulting her Lord, the thought that my father was secretly an Ouroboros member crossed my mind—because that's just the sort of twist a heroine gets—so I asked her if her Lord was a Schleiden, and she said no. She seemed to be a really bad liar, so I crossed the 'my father is secretly Ouroboros agent' theory off my mind with relief.

Later on, in a discussion with one of the old Class VII, especially with Laura, we came up with the theory of Lianne Sandlot the Lance Maiden being this Lord of theirs. Laura was a bit skeptical since, well she's been dead for about two centuries.

On the other hand, I think this is the most likely theory. A legendary figure that's tied to the family of two heroines is actually alive? Especially since the heroines—Laura and I—are both quite high in the harem hierarchy, being the secondary heroine in our respective harem. Yeah, just the sort of things that will probably end up being true in a JRPG. Besides, it would explain the 'you insult my Lord' thing since my ancestor served under Lianne Sandlot.

Anyway, regardless of her Lord's identity, Duvalie is really strong and her being here is troubling.

Kurt eventually leads us to the town's chapel so we can take eyewitness statements from the engineer. Once inside, it doesn't take long for us to find the engineer.

"All righty. I swapped 'em out. You should be all set for a while now.", a short girl with bright green hair in mechanic overalls said, as she stands on top of …two chairs pressed together, as she's fixing one of the chapel's lamps.

"Oh, my. Thank you so much. You must be very skilled to have finished that so quickly.", the sister beside her replied.

"Well...not really. I mean, you're darn right! Heehee!", the girl said

…Wait, I know this girl. Man, they're really not shy on the cameos. Another one from the Courageous civil war crew?

"Mint? Is that you?", called out Instructor Rean.

The girl turns to Instructor Rean, "Huuuh? Rean?!"

She then starts waving excitedly, "Ohmigosh! Long time no see! How have you bee—WHA!"

…and promptly falls as she loses her balance.

"Owie…Oooh, right on my butt…"

This clumsiness…yeah it's definitely her. Oh god, horror memories of reading the near misses in the report when she was working on the Courageous engines start coming back. Though to her credit, she always pulled through when the chips are down.

Instructor Rean chuckles, "Haha, it seems like you're clumsy as always."

"Erm…", Juna started.

I sigh, "Before you ask, yes. She's also an old friend of Instructor Rean. And yes, she was also part of the Courageous crew in the civil war, she was one of the ship engineers."

"Oh! Hi, Jessica! You're here too?", Mint waves at me as she starts getting up.

I reply, "Hello, Mint. It's been a while."

Instructor Rean helps her get to her feet, "Never expected to run into you here. Good to see you again, Mint."

Mint smiles cheerily, "You took the words right outta my mouth! I'm happy to see you again, too! So these are your students, huh? They—"

Kurt cuts her off, "I'm sorry to cut your reunion short, but we need to ask something—"

"Man…who's this sourpuss, Rean?", Mint complained to Instructor Rean.

"E-Excuse me?"

Mint turns to Kurt, "That's right, you.", she then grins, "As a Thors graduate, I'm technically your senior y'know. Not to mention…I technically already served during the civil war."

"I-I mean…", Kurt stutters.

Instructor Rean steps in, "Sorry about Kurt, Mint. But yeah, I suppose we're a bit on a schedule here. We can catch up later, okay? For now, I need to ask you something."

Mint sighs, "Oh…fine. What d'you want to ask me?"

Instructor Rean then asks about the sightings Mint claimed to have seen. She told us that she saw three flying shadows when she was fixing orbal lamps at Old Agria Road. Though she's unsure if they're archaisms since they went by so fast.

"…Well, anyway. That's about it I guess."

Instructor Rean nods, "Thank you, Mint. Your information is a big help."

"No problem, Rean! I'm cheering on you guys as an alumnus—yes, even the annoying one.", Mint replied as she stared at Kurt.

I lightly nudge Kurt on his shoulder.

"…I'm sorry for my rudeness.", he said to Mint.

Mint waves him off, "Eh…it's good. I was just pulling your leg."

She then turns to Instructor Rean, "Anyway…I gotta get back to the orbal factory soon. So I'll be going now. Good luck, guys!"

"Thank you, good luck with your technician training too, Mint.", Instructor Rean replied

Once Mint left, we remain in the chapel for a bit to discuss her testimony. Since Mint didn't quite get a clear look, we can't decisively come to a conclusion. Though Altina excludes combat shells such as Claiomh Solais as the identity of the flying objects, primarily on the basis of the speed as described by Mint.

After marking Old Agria Road on the map, we decide to exit the chapel and head to where the client for the dye request is.

 "This is the client's place."

I noticed that Kurt had stopped in front of one of the buildings. Time to do a side quest, I guess.

As soon as we enter the house, we're greeted by a jovial voice, "Hello, you must be the military students. Haha, you actually came—Wait, is that you, Kurt?!"

"Ah yes, hello, Reggie. I'm sorry to cut this short, but—"

"Wow, it's been so long since I saw you last! You've—"

Kurt cuts him off, "Sorry, but we're a bit busy here. The details of the request, if you would."

Juna elbows him from the side, "Hey, don't be rude to our client!"

…He seemed fine earlier, what is with these mood swings?

I sigh, "Please pardon us, we had a rough day. I do wish Kurt and yourself can catch up. However, he is right that we are somewhat on a tight schedule, unfortunately. May we discuss the detail of the request directly?"

The client—whose name is Reggie—though a bit disappointed, smiles, "Ahaha, don't worry, I understand. Being a military student must be rough."

He then starts detailing his request. Apparently in order to be recognized and graduate from an apprentice of a dye artisan in Parm, one needs to participate in the Spring Dye Festival. Reggie wants us to collect some ingredients for his dye—basically a fetch quest.

"I see, what ingredients do you need, Reggie?", Kurt asked.

"Well, the first is a Loess stone, there's this huge deposit along Old Agria Road. Next, I need a Rainbow Rubia, it's a rare plant but it's sold in big markets. The last one is sepiths, I need 50 of each element.", Reggie answered.

"I'm sorry, that's impossible.", Kurt replied without a second thought.

Juna elbows him again, this time I join in and kick his foot.

"Hey!"

"What is wrong with you?!"

Reggie smiles nervously, "I…uh…it's fine if you don't have the time."

I shake my head, "No, no, it's quite alright. It's simply—"

Kurt interrupts me, "We can't afford to lose time by mining for Loess stone and getting back to Saint-Arkh for the Rainbow Rubia. Also, I assume by sepiths you'd want fresh ones collected from monsters that recently died right? Otherwise, you'd just go to Dwight's shop."

Reggie smiles sheepishly, "Well, yes…the luminescence properties fade away unless the sepiths are treated immediately."

Kurt sighs, "See, killing monsters and harvesting the sepiths would take time. Especially since you need 50 of all elements. In the first place, why didn't you list these ingredients directly in the request? If you did, we could have gathered them on our way here. "

Well, he's not wrong, besides…mats farming quest is a bit…but, hold on.

Reggie looks disappointed but he eventually sighs and nods, "I see, you're right. That's unfortunate, but I understand."

"Hold it! Who says we can't make it in time?!", Juna exclaimed.

"Uh…well…Kurt did.", Reggie replied.

"Just ignore him! We'll at least try—"

"We have more important things to—"

"Shut up, Kurt!"

I decide to step in before this escalates, "Alright, that's enough, you two. Calm down."

They stop but still glare at each other.

I turn to Altina, who has been silent until now, "The map for this area is on you, correct?"

She nods and produces a map from her pocket.

I take the map from her and give it to Reggie, "Can you pinpoint approximately where the deposit is located on the Old Agria Road?"

Reggie takes the map and gives an approximate location of the deposit.

I give it back to Altina, "Altina, since we need to go through Old Agria Road to reach one of the reported 'mysterious monster sighting' areas, were we to take a detour here, how much time would that take?"

"Assuming the approximated location is correct, using the scaling of the map, and extrapolating data for our speed on horses…I would say around 15 minutes.", Altina replied.

I nod and turn back to Reggie, "Would we require a special tool or process to mine the Loess stone? Or would chipping a bit of the deposit suffice?"

He shakes his head, "Nah, just chipping it should be fine."

I turn back to Altina, but she already understood and answered before I could ask, "Claiomh Solais would be able to do it easily, yes."

"In that case, at the very least, getting the Loess stone would be no trouble.", I said before looking at Kurt.

He sighs, "Fine, we will at least get the Loess stone, as for the Rainbow Rubia and sepiths—"

I cut him off, "It could be done."

Because this is no longer a mere JRPG and I can break the questing rule limitation in a game.

I continue, "Gathering sepiths from monsters is a standard procedure. We didn't because we need to save time and cover a large area, however…Class VIII does not, and would likely collect sepiths from monsters they killed on their patrol."

I then turn to Instructor Rean, "Instructor, is it possible to collaborate with Class VIII for this one? Not only for the sepiths but to see if they could also procure the Rainbow Rubia from Saint-Arkh."

"Let me check with Instructor Michael and Instructor Randolph.", he said as he step out of the room to make a call.

"Excuse us for a moment.", I said to Reggie, before dragging Kurt to a corner of the room while signaling Juna and Altina to follow.

"What?", Kurt said as we all move to a corner of the room.

"What do you mean what?! What's up with you?!", Juna asked him before I could.

"I simply think that we should prioritize the 'mysterious monster' investigations and not waste time.", he answered.

I shake my head, "I agree in principle. However, normally you would at least hear him out and consider the request more."

"You are clearly agitated. An unstable mental state could lead to a fatal mistake during combat, if you are currently mentally compromised, I suggest asking Instructor Rean for permission to retire for the day.", adds Altina

"No!", Kurt shouted vehemently, attracting Reggie's attention.

"Uh…everything alright there, guys?"

"…Yes, everything's alright. My apologies, Reggie.", Kurt replied before turning back to us.

"…I'm fine.", he said rather harshly to Altina.

Juna looks at him skeptically, "Really? Doesn't look like it to me.", she then adds mockingly, "What's with your mood swings anyway? You have more of those than us girls."

Kurt's face starts to tense up again.

"That was uncalled for, Juna.", I said quickly.

As much as I want to applaud her for saying it as it is, not the time Juna, switch to dere mode damn it, not the tsun!

Juna looks like she wants to say something but holds back and clicks her tongue.

I turn to Kurt, "Kurt, you—"

"I'm fine.", he reiterated.

…Are we playing this game again? Really?

"Your behavior thus far does not reflect that statement. As I said, Kurt, maybe you should—"

Kurt cuts Altina off, "I am fine, Altina."

I sigh, "Kurt, perhaps Altina could have worded it better, however, you know full well that she is right. So please, if there is anything bothering you, could you not share it with us?"

He shakes his head, "You, of all people, won't underst—"

Juna steps forward and cuts him off, "Okay, that's enough. I'm done listening to this."

"Wait, Juna—"

"No, you spoil him way too much, Jessica, someone's gotta give it to him straight.", Juna said as she brushed me off and gets closer to Kurt.

"Alright, listen here, Mr. Oh-woe-is-me-no-one-will-understand…How do you think we're going to understand if you don't talk?"

"It's not that simple.", Kurt tried to retort, but Juna is not having any of it.

"No one's saying it's simple, but you gotta make some effort and not just ignores us and go, 'you won't understand'. Do you think it's simple for us to deal with your moodiness? All I'm seeing are efforts from Jessica to be understanding with you, my efforts trying to help you make up with her once you go too far, and even Allie is worrying about you in her own way. Where is YOUR effort?"

Kurt looks like someone punched him in the gut

"Sorry, who is Alli—?", Altina started saying before I cut her off and whisper, "Not now, Altina. I think it's working."

Juna continues, "It's not fair to Jessica if you just say, 'you don't understand' and you won't even make an effort to explain. I know you guys have this 'childhood friend' thing going on, but you're not entitled to her taking all the burdens of communicating here."

…I'd rather that you didn't say that childhood friend in air quotes, but…yeah! Tell him, Juna! This is why I like tsundere, they can tell the main character what needs saying without hesitation when scolding them!

I suddenly realize Kurt is looking at me, "Is…that how you feel?"

"Well…"

Juna cuts in, "Just tell him how it is, Jessica. This idiot won't get it otherwise."

I sigh, "Well…at times. You can be…frustrating to deal with, especially when you get in this state."

"…I see."

"Do you? Then apologize to her right now!", Juna immediately pressed.

"Ah…he has already apologized this morning."

"So? Don't spoil him, Jessica, he's back to being a jerk just now, didn't he?! Apologize! Actually, you were being a jerk to me and Allie too! Apologize to us too while you're at it!"

"Um…guys? Erm…should I get your teacher?", Reggie nervously said while looking at us.

"Did something happen?", Instructor Rean said as he entered back into the room.

"Ah…well…uh…", Reggie started saying not sure what to say.

Kurt steps forward, "Nothing, Instructor. Juna was simply giving me…uh…some spirited encouragement."

"That's what you're calling it?" I heard Reggie mutter under his breath.

"Is that so? Well, all right then. In any case, since the trains are running again, Instructor Michael and Instructor Randolph agreed to have Class VIII help out.", Instructor Rean said before turning to Reggie to discuss the details of Class VIII's delivery.

Kurt turns back to us, for a moment none of us said anything, but Juna is still giving Kurt a look that said, 'well, go on.'

"…Right. I'm sorry.", Kurt said before looking at me, "…Especially to you, I already said such behavior was unworthy of me, and yet I was doing it again."

I nod, "Will you talk now?"

"Yes, but…", Kurt looked hesitantly at Juna and Altina.

Juna sighs, "Fine…we'll leave, just make sure it's dealt with okay? I'm tired of this.", she then turns to Altina "Let's go, Allie."

"I'm sorry who's Allie?"

"You. I got too worked up that it just slips out, but it's cute, right? Do you mind—"

I didn't manage to hear the rest of the conversation as Juna drags Altina to the other corner before Kurt starts speaking.

"You, Prince Cedric, and Princess Alfin too. Ever since the civil war…all of you seem to be going somewhere that is beyond me."

Ah. I get it now.

He already feels stagnant in the first place, and then the civil war happened. He was the only one not involved in it, and the civil war changed the three of us both for the better and worse.

And so…he fears that his closest friends—probably the only friends he has until Class VII, at least—are being driven away from him, and he could never catch up to them, which definitely would frustrate him, exacerbating his inferiority complex.

"…Jessica? Are you not going to say anything?"

"You know, Kurt, simply because we're changed by our experience, that doesn't mean things between us have to change."

He shakes his head, "But all of you are driven by this sense of purpose ever since the civil war. You pursue your spearmanship with renewed vigor, Alfin has been taking much more interest in politics and is helping Prince Olivert where she can, while Cedric is rushing headlong with determination as the Chancellor's protégé, even if that means he has to oppose his siblings. All of you are full of conviction, giving your utmost on what you think is right. On the other hand, there's me who doesn't even know what to do, now that the Vanders have been dismissed as the Imperial Family's bodyguard. And…"

He takes a breath and seems to have something else to say, so I wait.

After a couple of moments, he speaks again, "And most of all…you're the most perplexing to me. We should have been the same. Both of us have been dismissed as something we've been preparing for almost our whole lives, our purpose was taken away. And so…at first, I selfishly was glad that you would still be here with me. But slowly, I realize you too, have changed. The civil war marked you for better and worse."

He stops again, and looks away for a bit, before looking me straight in the eyes, "That's why that time in the clearing, I snapped at you after you explained how profound the experience was. Because to me, I feel you're confirming there is this gap between us so profound that I cannot hope to cross."

I nod, "To be honest…I'm still not sure what I should be doing in the future now that I am no longer assigned to Alfin, and I would be lying were I to say that I'm not afraid when something I had taken for granted almost my whole life, is suddenly no longer a viable course of action. And I suppose it is true, that part of why I could still move forward is due to the civil war. It's nothing as grandiose as Alfin's or Cedric's desire to change the Empire to what they think is right, it's merely…after the civil war, my troubles of having my purpose taken feels insignificant in the grand scale of things."

Kurt flinches, "Right. And I don't have that. I have no such experience that gives a new sense of purpose, like Alfin or Cedric nor helps me come to terms with my aimlessness and keeps moving forward like you."

"Is that why you're adamant about resolving the current situation with archaisms and being hasty about it?"

He nods, "Yeah. It might not be the same, but I can't help thinking…that this is my chance. My chance to finally cross that gap between me and the three of you. And I'm afraid if I miss this chance, the three of you would move farther away."

"I see. Juna managed to get through to you by being as blunt as possible, so I will do the same. Is that all right?"

"Yeah."

I take a deep breath, "Juna was right. You are spoiled."

"P-pardon?"

I sigh, "What you are feeling right now…How do you think the three of us felt growing up with you?"

"I-I don't…", Kurt said in confusion.

I press on, "You don't realize how absurdly talented you seem to us, don't you? Almost everything we did, you excel at it, be it martial arts, academic, horseriding, etiquette lessons, music lessons, politics, everything."

Well except in emotional intelligence, god has to dump some stats to be fair.

Kurt smiles sardonically, "And so…? Are you saying that because the three of you have felt similarly, I should be able to grin and bear it? If that were the case, then I won't be in this situation, now would I? Besides, it's not quite the same. I told you, it's not about being better at something."

I shake my head, "No, the frustrations you are feeling are real. And you're right, it's not about being better at something, however, the three of us knew that even if it were regarding something that truly matters, nothing would change between us and you."

"You are simply saying that, you don't know that until it happened. And I've never—"

"You've been ahead of me for a long time on something that truly matters.", I said softly.

Kurt stops, looking at me inquisitively.

I sigh…It started as Juna's flag with how she's getting through to Kurt, and now it becomes my flag.

Well played, Juna, you got me, even though you probably don't mean it. Oh well, as I've said before, I'm not that heartless to just avoid helping Kurt because I'm afraid of some flags.

I take a deep breath, "As you said, we are similar in circumstances, for most of our lives our family's martial arts and protection of a royal have been our purpose. And that is precisely why, to me, you have always been a goal to reach in that regard. You have always been far ahead of me in fulfilling those purposes, with how devoted you are to your swordsmanship, which in turn serves as proof of your dedication to your duty towards Cedric. And so… I continually chase after you from behind, hoping that one day, I could catch up."

I smile, "When I first reach the intermediate level, one of the reasons for my happiness was that I was catching up to you. And I was—am able to do this because I know that you would never move so far away that you would completely leave me behind. So…can't you have that same faith?"

A moment of silence falls between us before he asks with trepidation, "…Will you wait for me to catch up then?"

I shake my head, "Not wait. As you said, all of us are moving forward toward what we believe in, so we will keep doing so. But, I can promise that I, and Alfin…and probably Cedric as well, will never be somewhere you cannot reach, no matter how much we've moved ahead."

I look him straight in the eyes, "So you don't need to rush. Take your time, and eventually, I'm sure we will reach the same destination."

He closes his eyes and nods, "I see. Thank you. And sorry."

…I think that did it. He seems to be more relieved now.

I nod back, "Right. Let's join the others, I think we've taken enough of their time."

"I thought you told me not to rush?", He asked amusedly with some sarcasm

"Hush, you. You know that's not what I meant."

"You heard everything, didn't you, Instructor?"

I ask Instructor Rean while we are walking toward the town's gate.

Instructor Rean looks at the rest of Class VII who are walking ahead of us before turning back to me, "Sorry, I can't help it. My hearing is pretty sharp.", he said sheepishly.

I sigh, "You heard everything even from when you were contacting the base camp, right? Why didn't you step in?"

"Well…I just don't think it's necessary for me to step in. I think having fights like that is part of growing together as a class. We used to have fights like that too all the time in old Class VII, most of them were actually resolved in our field study.", he replied fondly.

Ah. Right, callbacks and all that.

Instructor Rean continues, "But still…that's how Kurt feels huh? I think I understand him better now. I'll have a talk with him later."

I nod, "I think that is a good idea.", that sort of scene is a staple after all.

He smiles at me, "Glad you think so. Good job handling things, by the way. Both for the request and helping Kurt along."

I shake my head, "I think Juna did most of the work for Kurt."

"Maybe. But I think what you said was what he needed to hear the most."

"Well, perhaps. In any case, Instruct—"

"HI-YAAH!"

A loud shout interrupted me, I turn to the source of the voice and see a building with the words 'Vander Training Hall' written on it.

All of us turn to Kurt.

"It seems like there's still someone in there.", Instructor Rean remarked.

"Didn't you say it was closed last year?", Juna added.

Kurt looks at the building hesitantly, "It…should be."

We heard another yell, accompanied by sounds of wooden practice swords hitting each other.

I turn to Kurt, "That certainly sounds like people practicing."

He nods, "Yeah, you're right.", Kurt then turns to Instructor Rean, "Can we check inside?"

Instructor Rean nods, "Of course. Besides, if there are practicing students, we can ask them about the sightings, like what Jessica suggested."

Kurt nods again and leads us into the training hall.

We were greeted by the sight of students practicing their swordsmanship. It's not too many but…this training hall is definitely not closed.

Juna and Altina echoed my thought and ask Kurt about it, to which he responds with a confused, "…Just what is going on?" while scratching the back of his head.

"By Aidios! If it isn't Master Kurt!"

One of the students eventually notices us and walks over. Kurt appears to recognize the student approaching us and greets him, "It's nice to see you, Walton. Have you been well? And you know that just 'Kurt' is fine."

Walton smiles, "Haha! Of course, of course. Don't mind me. Why, I haven't seen you since we were in the capital. When did you get here? I'd have met you by the entrance if I knew."

"I'm just here as part of my studies.", Kurt replies.

"That so? Is that the same for your friends then?", Walton said as he turns to the rest of us before he stops to look at me.

"Ah! And you're…Lady Jessica, correct? How have you been?"

Shoot…I don't remember him at all.

"…My apologies, have we met?", I said carefully

Walton scratches the back of his head sheepishly, "Ahaha…well, not formally no. Sorry about that, though I remember you visiting our training hall in the capital a couple of times."

Right…usually visiting Kurt or when his mother dragged me there.

"I see…I'm sorry, I don't quite remember you. In any case, please feel free to simply call me Jessica."

He nods, "Very well. Oh, also you don't have to apologize, the Heimdallr Vander Hall branch has many students. You are quite famous among us students there, though."

I look inquisitively at Kurt. Famous? What for?

He shrugs. I guess he doesn't know the details either.

Instructor Rean interjects before I can inquire further, "Excuse me, I should've introduced us sooner."

Juna, Altina, and he then introduce themselves to Walton.

"Field exercises, huh? And to think we just happened to be one of your stops."

Walton then looks at Instructor Rean, "So how'd you luck out with THE Ashen Chevalier as your instructor?" he then adds teasingly, "Not to mention with Jessica and these two other adorable ladies as your classmates?"

"Aw…come on. We're not that adorable.", Juna started saying before being shot down bluntly by Altina, "I believe he is simply making a polite conversation."

"…Let a girl dream, Allie."

"The two of you would make a good comedy routine.", I remarked dryly.

Juna shoots back, "I don't think your take on comedy can be trusted, Ms. Super-serious-Ice-Queen."

"Okay, settle down you guys.", Instructor Rean said, before turning to Walton, "Anyway, it's an honor to witness the teachings of the Vander School."

Kurt interjects before Walton can answer, "Walton, can I ask what happened? I thought this branch closed down around the end of the year."

"It did, but it's been reopened for a limited time as of last week. Master Matteus introduced a temporary instructor."

"Really, who? Is it someone I know?", Kurt asked

"I'm almost positive it is, though she's out at the moment. She's young but her skill with a blade is incredible.", Walton replied.

Wait, a female swordsman? Considering cameos seem to be appearing left and right, is this who I think it is?

Walton continued, "This place has been rotting from the inside out since shutting its doors, but she's breathed new life back into it again!"

"You obviously think highly of her, may I know her name?", I ask

He nods

"Yeah…", he started before stopping to turn to Instructor Rean, "Oh, you probably know her, Sir Schwarzer, I think she mentioned attending Thors with you. Her name's Laura. Laura S. Arseid."

Yeah, I know it.

Looks like my predecessor is here, and not simply in the sense of an old Class VII member. But the one Jessica is supposed to be an expy of, a fellow blue-haired designated losing girl.

Throwing the past secondary heroine this early…they're really not holding back on cameos at all. Like seriously, what about people whose entry point in the franchise is Kurt's games?

I still can't believe Cold Steel 3 is actually officially advertised as a possible entry point to the franchise, lol.

Chapter Text

A.N. For those of you not familiar with CS3, is keeping track of the non-class VII students and graduates hard for you? 

I narrowly dodge a blazing laser of cyclonic electrical current from a flying robot with a rotating motor attached to its back.

This is archaism model Zephyrantes, the true identity of the flying shadows Mint saw. We've already taken down one, leaving only this final Zephyrantes in its last leg remaining.

Thankfully, firing such a high-energy shot opens up a momentary window of opportunity for anyone in close range to counter, which I do with my spear.

The archaism stumbles to the right, where Instructor Rean's blade met it and finishes it off.

"These machines from the society are terrifyingly powerful.", Kurt said while panting.

"Yeah. And we still have one more area.", Juna agreed while also catching her breath.

Honestly, I'm in pretty much the same condition as the two of them, still a long way to go to have Instructor Rean's endurance.

Altina on the other hand looks quite fine—then again her fighting style is less energy extensive than the rest of us—as she starts speaking,

"They look like the same model I had under my command during the civil war."

I know…fighting them was annoying even back then.

Kurt sighs, "Once again, you dropped a bombshell like that on us so nonchalantly."

"What exactly were you doing during the civil war?", Juna asked in exasperation.

"Well, she was—"

Instructor Rean interrupted me, "Don't let your guard down. Remember how many shadows Mint said she saw?"

The realization hit me like a truck. Damn it! I must be really tired.

"…It was three.", I said before hastily raising my spear

"There's another!"

As if prompted by Kurt's exclamation, another Zephyrantes materialized behind us, dropping its camouflage cloaking.

I turn back but it was too late, the archaism is almost done winding up those cyclonic lasers of theirs.

With nothing more to do, I brace myself to receive the attack, but at that moment a blur shoots past us and stops in front of the archaism.

My breath hitched in my throat.

It was Instructor Rean, but with white hair and a small amount of dark red haze, as he starts performing a series of fiery slashes at the archaism.

"I can't control it anymore."

Sharp pain. Gushing blood. Red on—

No, wait. Not here.

Fortunately, as fast as he started, Instructor Rean had already finished off the Zephyrantes and is now back to normal, if seemingly exhausted as he kneels on the ground.

"Rean!", Altina shouted as she runs toward him.

My heart is still pounding.

I try to calm myself.

It's alright. He's back to normal, it's under control.

"Jessica?", Kurt said as he approached me.

"H-hey! Your face is kinda pale. Y-you okay? Did you get hurt?", Juna added somewhat panicky.

I take a deep breath, "I'm all right. Merely surprised…Just…give me some moments to compose myself."

Juna looks relieved after hearing my reply, "Oh. That's all? Yeah, I thought we were a goner for a second there."

Unfortunately, Kurt is not buying it and is giving me a look that says 'We'll talk later'.

I look away from him and turn to Instructor Rean and Altina. My eyes meet Instructor Rean's and he flinches before looking away.

I should be fine with this already! I WAS fine during the civil war. Maybe he shouldn't have told me that he lost control of it. If I was still under the impression that he has it under control, I wouldn't…

"That's not true! Why are you always—"

Altina's shout interrupts my thought. I look back at the two of them, Instructor Rean is still avoiding looking at me while Altina is giving me a pleading look.

"Instructor Rean?", Juna said as she starts to approach him and Altina.

Instructor Rean stands up, "It's not an illness or anything. It's more…like a special power. I…won't use it unless there's no other choice, so please bear with me."

Although he's addressing Juna, I'm quite sure that last part was meant specifically for me.

Juna replies, "B-bear with you? It's not that simple, you just used that weird power to save us."

Kurt looks contemplatively between me and Instructor Rean, "…Thank you for saving us. Umm…was that...no, never mind."

Oh, thank god. I thought he would bring that up here. I almost regret telling him.

I sigh, "I'm sorry, Instructor. Had we remembered that Mint said she saw three shadows, we wouldn't be caught off guard."

Instructor Rean nods awkwardly at me, "Y-yeah…You guys should be more careful next time, okay?"

Juna grumbles, "Ugh…I'd like to argue, but…"

"We have no excuse for our performance.", Kurt said in resignation.

Altina nods resolutely, "We have to do better next time."

Instructor Rean nods then turns to me

"…Are you all right, Jessica?", he asked somewhat nervously.

I nod, "Yes. I'm fine now."

I then turn to an old animism monument in the area, "What about you, Instructor? Before the fight began, you were having another irregular reaction to that monument, not unlike in the forest."

He shakes his head, "Don't worry about me. I'm okay."

"You guys must be tired. Stay here and rest for a bit, I'll check the perimeter.", he then added.

"I'm coming with you.", said Altina, her expression leaving no room for argument.

Instructor Rean sighs, then nods.

As soon as they left, Kurt approaches me, then stops as he looks at Juna.

Juna looks at me and Kurt, one of her eyebrows raised "What? You two want private time together again? I just give you guys one not long ago."

"…Sorry. I have something I want to talk to Jessica about.", Kurt replied.

Juna looks at me.

I give her an apologetic look.

…At this point, she's the only that doesn't know. I don't mind telling her but…It's also Instructor Rean's secret.

Juna sighs, "Fine, I'll just…go to a corner over there."

Kurt waits until Juna moves away before sitting down next to me, "Was that what you were talking about? The ogre form?"

"…Yes. It seems like he still has some control over it. So it should be fine."

"Is it? You're still a bit pale.", Kurt replied with skepticism.

I nod, "I should be fine in a bit. Sorry for worrying you."

He sighs, "I'm sorry. When I put pressure on you to join Class VII, I didn't think it was due to something of this nature."

I shake my head, "It's all right. I wasn't thinking straight back then."

…My main reason wasn't because of that anyway

"Furthermore, I do think I am better off in this class, so I suppose I should thank you.", I add

Not even a lie, given how the plot seems to come guns blazing for the Branch Campus here, being in Class VII probably gives me some plot armor.

Kurt nods, "I see. I'm glad that is the case. Still…I can see why you would be scared. Normally, Instructor Rean's eight leaves one blade style gives me an impression of tranquility. But earlier…there was this ominous presence and savagery that makes me on edge."

"Yes…it's quite unlike his primary form of the eight leaves, the seventh form: the void. In that sense, it is unlike what we have in our respective styles, or even the Arseid. Instead of a technique that enhances performance by crystalizing the foundation of the style, Instructor Rean's ogre form violates the core concept of his swordsmanship. "

Maybe talking about the martial arts aspect of it can help keep my mind off that memory.

"Yeah. The increased physical prowess might allow him to perform higher-leveled techniques than he normally can, but he will never achieve true mastery of his style with the ogre form.", Kurt said in agreement.

I nod, "Yes, it would be a different story were he to use another style though, such as…"

We ended up discussing Instructor Rean's ogre form more, about what aggressive swordsmanship style would fit it.

I think halfway through, Kurt realizes that I'm trying to keep my mind off the memory of Instructor Rean cutting me down, so he obliges and gives more examples of swordsmanship style. He even plays the devil's advocate at one point just so he can keep the conversation going.

By the time Instructor Rean and Altina are back, I have fortunately regained my composure and am ready to go, for the most part.

After a brief discussion, given the fact that Zephyranthes are archaism models used for base defense, and the fact we have confirmation of enforcer sighting in Shirley, we came to the conclusion that it is becoming more likely that these archaisms are painting the picture of ouroboros activity rather than leftovers from the civil war or procured from the black market by a third party.

And so, after collecting the material for Reggie we went back to Parm to prepare before heading to the last spot of archaism sighting, the Parm Byroad to the south of the town.

As we entered Reggie's dye workshop, we found him chatting with two Class VIII students, Wayne and Freddy who presumably are here to deliver the sepiths and Rainbow Rubia.

One of them, Wayne, instantly stands to attention as he sees Instructor Rean, "Instructor Schwarzer! Cadets Brighton and Krause reporting delivery of sepiths and Rainbow Rubia to one Mr. Reggie of Parm."

Instructor Rean nods, "I see, thank you, Wayne and Freddy. Kurt, if you could hand over the Loess stone."

Kurt approaches Reggie and hands over the Loess stone that Altina cut from the deposit using Claiomh Solais.

"Here you go, Reggie. And uh…I'm sorry for earlier."

Reggie shakes his head, "Nah, it's cool, man. I gather enough that you're dealing with some stuff. Besides, you were right that I probably should just list all the ingredients when making the request, anyhow."

Kurt smiles, "I see. Regardless, I shouldn't have acted the way I did. I hope getting the Loess stone can make up for it a bit. Good luck with the Spring Dye Festival."

"Yep. I'll show Master Galart that I'm ready to graduate from being his apprentice! Good luck with your field exercise too. Oh, and if you ever need some dye work, just give the word.", Reggie replied.

We then say our goodbyes to Reggie and exit his workshop.

Instructor Rean then turns to Wayne and Freddy, "Sorry for dumping what was originally a Class VII task on you guys. I appreciate it."

"Not at all, Instructor. We are glad that we were able to help. Also, Instructor Michael assigned the two of us for this delivery as a punishment for being late when we departed from Leeves. This is probably more lenient than what he originally planned, right Freddy?", Wayne replied.

"Hmmm? Oh yes.", Freddy added, he then turns to Kurt, "Besides, I had Kurt helps me out with some stuff too."

We all turn to Kurt.

Kurt nods, "Yeah. I found some plant bits from the Bomb Grass monster on West Sutherland Highway, near the Great Isthmia Forest. No luck for Bee larvae though."

"Bee larvae?! What do you need that for?", Juna asked in surprise.

Freddy smirks, "Hohoh, interested are you?"

"…Freddy said that he needs it for an…exotic cuisine.", Kurt clarified from beside me.

"When did you even manage to gather plant bits?", I asked Kurt. Actually, did he pick up a mat farming quest? I hope the drop rates aren't abysmal.

"Plant bits are easy, just need to cut some of the vines from the Bomb Grass monsters we fought. Bee larvae though…", he replied.

"You should be able to find them near Parm. The terrain around here is kinda similar to where the giant bee monsters live near my village. You'd have to dissect them a bit to get the larvae.", Freddy added with the assurance of someone who had dissected bee monsters to get their larvae.

Altina starts reciting from her memory, "According to ecosystem and monster habitat data in this area…We should encounter the giant bee monsters, official name kumanba, near Parm Byroad, we will pass through the area where they live to reach our destination."

Kurt nods, and turns to Instructor Rean, "Should we try getting it, Instructor?"

Instructor Rean looks a bit amused and maybe somewhat nostalgic as he replies, "We can try. Though it's already quite late, so we won't go out of our way to look for it. Sorry, Freddy."

Freddy nods, "That's fine. Though it's not just for any old food. It has powerful restorative properties that can help us."

That's probably not just hearsay. Like the Septian Church medicine and salves, many traditional cuisines actually have verifiable curative/rejuvenating/restorative properties.

Instructor Rean nods, "We'll keep that in mind. How are things in the base camp?"

"Everything is proceeding smoothly Instructor. We are almost finished with the traps. We didn't bring explosives, but Tita manage to rig old combat orbments we procure from Orbal Shops in Saint-Arkh into landmines. Speaking of…Instructor Michael said that he will send you the layout of the traps via ARCUS so you can pass through safely.", Wayne answered.

"I see, looks like we can have everything ready by tonight.", remarked Instructor Rean.

"Yep. We even have a couple of bracer in the camp.", added Freddy

Juna chimes in, "I thought the erebonia military doesn't think highly of bracers?"

Wayne shakes his head, "That's the official position, but not all military personnel thinks so. My dad said after he transferred from the 5^th armored division to the Heimdallr Military Police, he really felt how the Bracer Guild Hall closing in the capital increased the workload of the military significantly. Instructor Michael said he did not receive any explicit order to not coordinate with bracers, so he invited them."

Juna nods, "Instructor Michael did that? That's kinda…not what I pictured of him."

"Instructor Michael has you guys' best intention in mind, though of course as an RMP Major, he also needs to act within the bounds of the system and rules.", said Instructor Rean.

He then adds, "So who are these bracers invited to our camp?"

Freddy shrugs, "Never got their name. Though I heard one of 'em is an A-rank."

"Yes. A man with spiky red hair and a huge sword. The other is…a petite girl with silver hair about our age.", Wayne added.

Oh. The silver-haired girl is probably…

I turn to Instructor Rean, "Instructor, is that…?"

He nods, "Haha, yeah. It's probably her."

"Let me guess, another one of your old schoolmates? Were you guys planning a reunion here or something?", Juna asked with some exasperation.

"Indeed, we have that reporter, and then that musician, and the engineer, as well as the Arseid heiress acting as an instructor for the Vanders training hall.", Kurt added.

Instructor Rean sighs, "It's not as if I planned this. But yes, if she is who I think she is, it's another one of you guys' predecessors from the old class VII, Fie Claussell."

"Oh, is that the one who…", Juna whispered to me.

I nod, "Yes. The one we talked about with Instructor Randy."

Instructor Rean smiles, "In any case, Fie is a very good fighter. Having her with us will surely increase our firepower for tonight. Not to mention the other one, a red-haired A-rank bracer with a huge sword…I think I've heard of him."

"Agate Crosner, the Heavy Blade. Originally from Liberl, he rose to prominence after the Orbal Shutdown Phenomenon, where he was part of the group that went up against the Society.", added Altina.

Kurt nods seemingly to have remembered something, "Oh. Him. Yes, I remember my brother mentioning him. They stormed the floating city together to foil the Society's plan three years ago."

"Right. In any case, with both of them joining us, I feel much better about our chances tonight." Instructor Rean said, before turning to Wayne and Freddy,

"Anyway, I think we should start heading to Parm Byroad now before it gets too late. Thank you for the update, Wayne and Freddy. Be careful on your way back."

After saying their goodbyes, Wayne and Freddy head to the train station to return to the camp, while we start heading towards the Parm Byroad.

So…we have a party member from the Liberl group, huh? I guess now that I think about it, Mueller would have been a party member of that group as well. So Kurt would be one of those protagonists who was related to an old party member. That makes sense.

I guess this game developer is really just not shy to throw cameos. Even if you're familiar with events that happened when Instructor Rean was the protagonist, you still wouldn't be familiar with this Agate Crosner, as I don't think he was there during the civil war, nor has he met Instructor Rean from the way Instructor Rean talks about him.

I was starting to wonder if Kurt really is the protagonist with all these cameos that nonchalantly showed up. But I guess this simply seems to be the nature of this particular franchise.

The path to the last spot of the reported sighting through Parm Byroad was relatively quiet, except for the occasional monsters, which after archaism didn't even feel like a threat. We did eventually encounter kumanbas, which were promptly dissected by Kurt in order to get the larvae.

I shuddered as I saw the larvae wriggled for a bit before Kurt killed them

…Freddy can make all the delicacies he wants, but this mats farming quest Kurt takes better not be a package deal with us being the taste-tester.

Eventually, we came across another cameo, though this time I actually didn't know the girl. Apparently, this girl, Anabelle, was an angler that Instructor Rean met during his field study and occasionally came across during the civil war. I mostly just stayed on the ship, so I never met her.

Anabelle told us that she heard a strange sound that scared the fish away. Sounds that we now suspect to be coming from archaisms. Following Anabelle's direction, we came across a path that was cordoned off with shipping containers, according to Kurt this path has been blocked off since he could remember. Well, you know until Altina casually broke the containers blocking the path with Claiomh Solais.

We followed along the path, eventually reaching a plateau, which brings us to the current situation, as our path forward is blocked yet again, this time by a metal gate.

"From what Anabelle told us, the noise seems to come from this plateau.", Juna noted as she looks around.

I look at the gate, "There is a placard on it."

Instructor Rean approaches the gate and starts reading, "Warning. Authorized Personnel only. Danger ahead due to landslide."

"That's…not a lot of info.", Juna muttered.

Altina opens the map of the area, "This area is not listed on the map. There is nothing about this gate or the road beyond."

Kurt looks at the road past the gate, "This road…continues to the mountains beyond?"

"Do you know something about it?", Juna asked.

He shakes his head, "No. For as long as I can remember, those boxes earlier were always there, so I never thought to explore past that point."

Instructor Rean looks at me, "What do you think, Jessica?"

I look at the gate, "It's not worn down enough to be of the age where it wouldn't show up on maps."

He nods, "Yeah. At first, I thought that this is just a road that hasn't been used in decades, but the gate itself is not that old."

"Is there…anything else you notice?", he asked with a strange look, as if expecting something.

"…No, Instructor." Well, considering the setup there are definitely some buried secrets beyond here, no way it's just a landslide, but I don't know how to justify it properly.

"Is there something else I should have noticed?", I add

Instructor Rean shakes his head, "No, never mind. It's just I heard from Towa that Major Lechter is—"

He abruptly stops before drawing his tachi, "Prepare for battle."

All of us prepare for combat, as from between the trees on the hills to my right, two bizarre archaisms swoop down, rapidly approaching us.

Their frames are shaped in an approximation of the letter Y, with multiple ball joints connecting various mechanical parts, among them four limbs and eight arms. Their entire bodies rest on what seems to be a unicycle, coupled with a head that is shaped like a pierrot.

Ugh…it's a bit disturbing to look at, but I'm pretty sure what the theme here is. It's—

"This model is made for assassinations and surprise attacks—Balancing Clowns!", Altina shouted from behind me.

"Are these things…really just machines?", Juna asked as the archaisms leverage their multiple joints to maneuver bizarrely, unlike the precise mechanical motions you'd expect from machines.

"One of the hallmarks of technologies originating from the Society is how advanced they are, after all.", I said as I raise my spear in a defensive stance.

I've never seen this type during the civil war, so I have no experience to fall back on, better to play defensive and observe for now.

"We'll prove no easy prey.", Kurt said as he steps beside me, in line with our agreed formation.

The Balancing Clowns are in front of us now.

"Be careful of their tricks attack. They can poison you and inflict paralysis!", Instructor Rean shouted as he too steps in formation.

Status inflicter bosses. Wonderful…not.

The Balancing Clowns launched spinning blades as their opening moves, as usual, the Iron Will Brave Orders provide us with insight on how to deflect the attack, I let the Brave Order guides me as my spear deflects one of the spinning blades to the side.

A momentary distraction was all they need to disappear from the field of my vision, however.

Cloaking? Wait, no.

Someone's observations in our group go into the link system, prompting me to side step to the left, as a long thin needle narrowly misses me from the back.

I jumped back to put some distance between me and the archaisms that have maneuvered behind us.

The others have done the same. Unfortunately, this allows the archaisms to break our formation and separate us from Instructor Rean.

…They certainly have better AI, or whatever they use to animate archaisms than the other ones.

I look at one of the Balancing Clowns blocking us from reaching Instructor Rean and the other archaism. Measuring its reaction.

Its arms move, the bizarre way it contorts by using its multiple joints makes me unable to see the strings it sends at me before too late.

The strings are launched, coiling in the air, before grabbing Juna behind me, dragging her toward the archaism.

"Wai—huh?!", Juna didn't even comprehend what happened until she was in the air.

The archaism raised one of its arms, blade ready, about to skewer Juna on it.

Altina and I are already starting to cast the Crest orbal art to shield Juna but…

"Brave Order: Divine Song Formation!", Instructor Rean declared as he fights through the other archaism.

Just as I thought I wouldn't make it, a new burst of knowledge replaced the instinctual defensive precognition of Iron Will I've gone accustomed to.

Suddenly, I have access to orbal casting techniques that directed the entire process, making the casting process near instantaneous.

I can see Altina beside me casting with the same speed, as Juna becomes enveloped with multiple layered orbal energy that prevented the blade from sinking into her.

…Now the question is how to get her back.

Turns out, I needn't bother, since Instructor Rean shoots forward from his position, his blade cutting through the Balancing Clown near him, before slicing through the one holding Juna, and then back again.

Altina follows up immediately by having Claiomh Solais materialized near the Balancing Clown holding Juna, clonking it in the head, before bringing Juna back.

"T-thanks. If you two didn't cast that…", Juna said with a pale face. Understandable, considering she nearly got skewered. But now's not the time.

I nod,

"Later.", I said as Kurt and I engage the Balancing Clowns that is moving toward us.

"Have one person on arts duty for support!", Instructor Rean shouted as he's engaging the other one.

I glance at him for a bit. He used the second form:S gale earlier.

The archaism tries to skewer me with another needle. I duck.

Haven't seen him using it since the civil war. More advanced than what he uses usually, I hope he's oka—

My thought is interrupted to block a spinning blade, I succeed but ended up tripping on strings it has set up, forcing Kurt to block the needle aimed at me as I fall down.

"Focus!", Kurt grunted at me as he tries pushing back the archaism.

A barrage of bullets from Juna manages to force the archaism to disengage from Kurt.

"Sorry.", I said to Kurt as I stand up, and notices a layer of orbal energy around Kurt and me. Guess Altina cast it just now.

With this added protection, we can be more aggressive.

We both run toward the archaism, hoping to corner it. From my peripheral vision, I can see Juna joining us, a few paces behind…after nearly skewered? This girl is fearless, gotta give her that.

Kurt opens up our offensive by slicing at the archaism, the archaism's joints whirred as they're used to contort its body, avoiding the attack.

From Kurt's left, one of the archaism arms is coming in, needle and blades at the ready. Kurt rolls to the right to avoid the counterattack, but his timing is off by a fraction of a second, as it nicks him slightly.

Kurt immediately slumps and kneels on the ground.

…of course, the paralyzing poison.

A bolt of fire hit the Balancing Clown before it can slash Kurt with its blades, it recoils, allowing Juna to hit it with her gunbreakers, electricity on.

At the same time, information enters my head from the link system, about vulnerabilities—which is flame—and movement patterns, I guess Altina finished analyzing them.

Another bolt of fire launches at the Balancing Clown, but this time, it expects it and dodges.

Juna comes in from behind it and tries to strike it with her gunbreakers, but it dodges by contorting its body as it did with Kurt earlier.

Using the data from Altina however, I correctly predict the way it's going to contort and sends a javelin of icy chill, freezing part of its body.

I follow it up by jumping and positioning my spear in alignment with my body, its tip facing down, as I allow gravity to increase the speed of my descent.

It tries to strike at me with one of its arms. But it's fine, through the link system, I know that Kurt who is now standing again thanks to Altina is winding up for an attack.

Before its arm can strike me, it's hit with a shockwave of…light and darkness? Very edgy Kurt, as expected of a JRPG protag.

Now unhindered, my spear closes in on the archaism. My master quartz, Brynhildr activates as it helps me guide my spear to pierce a vital area, and since the archaism is currently frozen, it fulfills the requirement of currently having affliction, as orbal energy from the master quartz amplifies my strike and deals a decisive blow.

"Gotcha!", Juna said as she follows up by striking the archaism that is trying to get up. The archaism recoils as it stumbles away from us.

Just a bit more….

Unfortunately, it's not that easy.

From the link system, I can sense that Instructor Rean's enemy is also disengaging from him. The two Balancing Clowns head toward each other and send a beam of light in the other's direction. The beam of light hit the archaisms and…it started to repair itself.

I scowl. Bosses that heal are the worst.

Suddenly, I feel Altina linking with me directly, and I understand what she wants to do. I send back my approval and start to run toward the two archaisms.

"Brave Order: Ebon Crest!", Altina shouted. And once more, the sensation I feel courtesy of Brave Orders changed.

The archaisms stop their healing and send spinning blades my way.

I don't bother to dodge or deflect them. Altina's Brave Order allows me to channel Claiomh Solais's power and form a simmering shield of orbal energy in front of me with ease.

I intuitively know through the link system that this Brave Order can only be active for a short window of time, and it will take time to recharge. So we have to make this count.

I can hear Altina starting to chant behind me, "Transform…"

Yep. Time to pull out the anime big guns.

I take my stance and also start chanting, "Kneel! For before you is the spear of Schleiden…"

The archaism starts to attack me but the shimmering shield deflects all of them.

"Sync Complete. Go, Arcadias Gear…Launching!"

I can see Altina who is now…soaring above us, seemingly merged with Claiomh Solais, giving her metallic wings—is that a metallic bunny ear?! Wait never mind, concentrate!

"Brionac, Open Fire.", Altina said as twin blue massive lasers strike down the two archaisms, properly calculated so as to not hit me.

Ice coalesced on my spear, and I thrust it forward in rapid motion, covering a large area. Just as I did against the Magic Knight during our orienteering exercise, the rapid thrusts—now giving the illusion of ice flower petals from the quickness—strike both of the archaisms consecutively, puncturing them in multiple areas.

The two archaisms started to charge their healing beams.

Right. Time to finish this before they recover.

"Exterminating target.", Altina finished her chant.

I followed suit and finish my chant, "Blooming Edelweiss!"

Altina who is now above them starts spinning downward, the edge of her metallic wings becoming sharp swords and ripping through the two Balancing Clowns. Meanwhile, frost flowers bloom from the puncture wound I inflicted, freezing them and ripping them from the inside.

Immediately afterward, I feel drained. These sophisticated techniques that require chants are really tiring…well it is a form of self-hypnosis so you can do what you normally can't, after all.

Wait…doing something you normally can't…Going past your limit..now that I think about it, is this just Limit Break from Final Fantasy?

Well, whatever, at least that takes care of—

Altina and I jump back to dodge a spinning blade and see one of the archaisms standing up, it's still battered, but with minimal traces of damage that Altina and I did.

It stays still, waiting for our movement, now appearing very cautious.

Just stay down, damn it! Argh, healing bosses really are the worst!

Instructor Rean approaches us, "Good initiative, Altina and Jessica. Unfortunately, it seems they focused their healing on one unit to allow one to survive and sacrifice the other."

He then steps forward, "Still, good job you two. I'll finish—"

"Wait. Let me do it.", Kurt interjected from behind us.

I turn to Kurt, "Kurt? But…"

"My Brave Order has expired, you won't be able to protect yourself with Claiomh Solais' shield as you approach.", Altina finished my sentence.

Juna joins in, "Yeah, don't be craz—"

Strings from the remaining Balancing Clown launched at us but is deflected by Instructor Rean.

"Hold on, you guys. Let Kurt speak. But be quick, we still have to deal with this archaism.", Instructor Rean said as he cut the strings.

Kurt nods, "I can do it. I'm not trying to rush or anything along that line. But this is something I must do, right here and now…I need to do this, otherwise, I won't ever move forward."

Instructor Rean looks at him for a moment before nodding, "Okay. But I'm stepping in once I see any trouble."

"Of course. Thank you, Instructor.", Kurt said before stepping forward, and starts chanting, "Behold, the dual blades of Vander…"

I look at his back, as lightning starts to infuse his blades and he dashes forward

…He finally did it. He finally did the anime protag speech.

Juna steps next to me,

"He'll be all right…I think. If he doesn't, I'll give that idiot another slap afterward.", she said seemingly trying to reassure me…I think you're misunderstanding something here.

I shake my head, "No, I am not worried at all in that regard."

"Is that so? You sure believe in hi—", Juna stopped her eyes transfixed ahead, as she witness Kurt skillfully weave through the arms of the archaism, trying to harm him with their blades and needles.

…This is why I'm not worried. He was able to push back Instructor Rean for a bit during their duel with this technique. Besides, said Instructor will step in if it becomes too much.

Kurt is now cutting through several of the arms, the electrical current slowing the movement of the archaism.

"I'll end it.", he continues to chant as he jumps and start sending lightning bolts from above.

Yep, he's having his protag moment all right. Also another thing why he'll be all right, as proven to me numerous times, and as I'll keep saying, anime tropes are the laws of causality here.

"Ragna Strike!", Kurt finished chanting and came down on the archaism, enveloped in a lightning bolt.

...The nerve of this guy of saying he 'fell behind' me. Truly, the brand of inferiority complex only edgy anime protags have.

"Good work.", Instructor Rean said as soon as Kurt approached us.

Kurt nods still catching his breath, "Thank you. Those machines really did fight dirty, though."

Juna slumps beside me visibly exhausted, "Phew…it's done right? Finally?"

I nod, "It…should be. Any more and I surmise we would be of no help comes tonight."

"…I concur. I feel as though I've reached my daily energy limit already. Without rest, I would be of no help for tonight.", added Altina

Instructor Rean looks at us and nods, "Yeah. We're done. We just need to head back to camp and you guys can rest until night. Good wor—"

He then stops and looks toward the hills on our left.

"Damn. I misread things."

I force myself to raise my spear…Damn it, more are coming, aren't they?

Altina also turns to our left, "The other side."

"I see them. Even more.", Kurt said.

Just then three Balancing Clowns rush from the hills on our left toward us stopping menacingly in front of us.

"We're blocked off.", Altina said as Claiomh Solais materialized.

Kurt ready his stance, "Tch, are they toying with us?"

Juna follows suit and aims her gunbreakers at them, "If they are, then for a bunch of clowns, they aren't funny!"

I look at Altina and the rest…all of them look as exhausted as myself, probably more. If Instructor Rean can go all out this wouldn't be a problem, but…

I turn to Instructor Rean, "Instructor, should we attempt to break through them and prioritize retreat?"

Instructor Rean shakes his head, "Too risky. With how exhausted you guys are, rushing the Balancing Clowns could be fatal. I pushed you guys too much, sorry."

He then looks at me, seemingly debating something before nodding and raising his hand.

Oh. He's calling Valimar. We just need to hang on for a few minutes.

"Heed my call! Vali—"

"That won't be necessary."

A regal voice interrupted Instructor Rean as we all turn to the source of the voice.

Behind the three archaisms, a blue-haired woman with a ponytail in a green collared shirt and blue vest alongside a white and blue coat and yellow cravat is approaching. She's brandishing a colossal two-handed sword, which is about as long as she is tall.

Oh.

"…She's", Altina muttered also recognizing her.

"No way…". Said Kurt who has never met her, but has heard of her. Oh yeah, the two of them used to be compared all the time, both being prodigies from the two most famous martial noble households in Erebonia.

The three archaisms shoot strings at her, which she easily dodges.

"Pitiful.", she said as she readies her stance.

…Okay, yeah we're fine now. Unless she also got nerfed like Instructor Rean, we should be able to—

I didn't complete my thought before she rushes to the middle Balancing Clown, bisecting it in two easily. She then jumps to the left and swings her massive sword downward, crushing the left one. Leaving only one.

The final Balancing Clown tries to put some distance between them, but the woman performs a spinning sideway slash imbued with blue radiant light, generating enough force that it drags the retreating archaism toward her. She then jumps high and brings her sword down with such a force that it shatters the entire archaism at the moment of impact.

…Damn. Forget One-Punch Man, what about One-Strike Woman instead?

Laura S. Arseid, a fellow blue-haired second heroine with a martial arts nobility background whom Jessica is an expy to, is officially here.

I shake my head, "…Unbelievable, I have heard that she holds the rank of master in her school now, but…"

Altina nods, "Yes. Her combat strength has increased exponentially from before."

"Such impressive display of the Arseid school's special technique, so this is her…", Kurt muttered from beside me.

"A-arseid? Wait this is the woman we were told about earlier?", Juna asked in awe

Like me, Kurt, Juna, and even Altina are also flabbergasted…well, in Juna's case I think she's also fangirling. Instructor Rean is already approaching her.

I turn to Juna and nod, "Yes, she's—"

"Whoa!", Instructor Rean exclaimed.

We turn to look at them and are greeted with…Laura embracing Instructor Rean.

"Come now, you should have been prepared for at least this much. Though we have exchanged letters, it's been some time since we've seen each other's faces.", Laura said to Rean while still embracing him.

Uh…what? Did she win the harem over main girl Alisa? Really?

Good for her, I guess? At least one blue-haired swordswoman heroine won, RIP a certain noble confidant from another franchise who got the friendzone to beat all friendzones, though.

"…You've become so strong and dazzlingly beautiful, that it's hard to believe that it's only been a little over a year.", Instructor Rean said who is now also hugging her back

Actually, wait. That sounds like something Instructor Rean would say regardless, courtesy of being the dense anime protagonist, even if his game is done now anyway.

I can see Laura's eyes twitch a little in annoyance. Ah…I see, so confirmed she didn't win, not yet at the very least. And to be hit with a line like that? Ouch.

"Haha, there's no need for flattery. I'm aware I still need training in that regard.", Laura finally said before separating from Instructor Rean.

"U-umm…", Juna said. Judging from her face, I think she gets the wrong impression of their relationship. Oh well.

"It is good to see you again.", Altina said beside Juna.

I give Laura a smile, "Thank you for saving us…and as Altina said, it is good to see you again."

Kurt meanwhile, gives her a respectful nod, "I have heard much about you."

Laura turns to the four of us and smiles, "Ah, I see familiar faces, but I shall introduce myself, nonetheless. I am the daughter of the viscount of Legram. Laura S. Arseid. I'm also a member of the original Class VII. It is a pleasure to meet you all."

 We then decide to head back to Parm. Since we only have three horses, Laura is riding with me, or rather I'm riding with her since she has more experience riding horses than I am. Which suits me just fine, I'm really tired anyway.

"I've heard you've reached the intermediate level, my congratulations.", Laura said, starting a conversation.

I nod, "Thank you. You as well, please accept my sincerest congratulations for reaching mastery in the Arseid style. At such a young age too, you must have broken records."

"Haha, I suppose. Though I am still far from succeeding my father as head of the Arseid school.", she replied somewhat dejectedly on that last part.

"I can somewhat relate. My father is nowhere near the caliber of Viscount Arseid, the Radiant Blademaster, but…no matter how much I advance, at times it doesn't seem like the gap between us is shrinking at all."

Laura nods, "Yes. That is exactly how it feels at times. Though, my father assured me that the gap between us is shrinking, and it is only my admiration toward him that makes me feel otherwise."

"My father has also told me something to that effect, yes.", huh, look at that. I really am an expy of her.

"Indeed. I suppose both of us still need maturing in that regard.", Laura replied

"It is curious that we found ourselves in such similar circumstances pertaining to our fathers, perhaps they are trading parenting advice.", I said half sarcastically

"That would be quite amusing considering they didn't exactly get along when they first met, or so I heard.", replied Laura with some amusement.

I nod, "That would be amusing, yes. I did hear something similar, though they are cordial at present" Father told me it was more due to him being too immature back when they first met though.

Laura chuckles, "Yes, Father was quite pleased when I told him I met you. I think he's glad that I found another girl around my age that also grew up in a martial noble house. I remember at the time he spoke well of Viscount Schleiden, so I am sure they have buried the hatchet…You jest, but perhaps they do contact each other via ARCUS."

"Oh, speaking of…Instructor Rean tried contacting you on your ARCUS earlier once we know you were the instructor for the Vander Hall, but to no avail. Did something happen?"

"Ah…that. My ARCUS doesn't give the usual notification sound since this morning. I had been hoping to ask Alisa if I should bring it to one of the Reinford shops for repair, but I haven't had the time."

"…May I give your ARCUS a look?"

Please don't tell me it's on silent and you don't realize or know how to turn it back.

"Certainly.", Laura stopped the horse and gave me her ARCUS before prompting the horse to continue our journey.

I look at her ARCUS and sure enough, it's on silent.

…Really? I heard about her and Instructor Rean almost got sued for damages if not for Alisa, after Laura made an orbal appliance short-circuited when they were browsing in a Reinford shop…but I thought it was an exaggeration. Is she really this bad with orbal tech?

"Well? Please don't fret if you cannot do anything. ARCUS is a highly advanced and sophisticated technology after all, why even to use it is quite the chall—"

I interrupt her and say dryly, "It's on silent."

"Pardon? How do you mean 'on silent'?"

I sigh and switch it back to normal. She really is THAT BAD, isn't she?

"It's…a mode available in the setting to prevent the ARCUS from making notification sounds. Mostly for when their users are in a situation where such sounds would be an inconvenience, such as a meeting. Perhaps you turn it on by mistake?"

"O-oh. I was trying to figure out how orbal mail works yesterday…that might be it.", she admitted sheepishly.

It's not as if she's stupid, which is why this really baffles me. I guess it's her 'gap moe'? Technologically illiterate while being proficient and fairly smart for everything else?

…Is this how I would be growing up in a martial noble household if I don't have memories from Earth? No, father is okay with ARCUS. Nor is Kurt and the rest of his family actually…is this an Arseid thing? Viscount Arseid is not this bad…is he?

"I-In any case, Jessica. There is something I like to ask.", Laura said, still reeling from some embarrassment.

"Hmm? Please, go ahead. I will answer if I can."

She nods, "Thank you. About Rean… For him to call Valimar, would indicate a threat level that he cannot defeat on his own. Or at least not without endangering all of you. And yet, I can't imagine he would be having difficulty against those archaisms earlier."

"You…don't know?"

She shakes her head, "If something is going on, I am not privy to that information. I am quite sure none in the old Class VII do."

…should I tell her? But I feel like it should be left to Instructor Rean. Then again, the old Class VII could help him with his problem…

What to do…?

"So there is something."

"Yes.", I admitted. "Though regarding what that something exactly is…"

Laura interrupted me, "Please, you don't need to force yourself to tell me if you feel that violates Rean's privacy. Simply knowing that something is going on is enough for me. I will ask him myself."

"Yes…that would be for the best.", I agreed.

Laura nods, "Of course. Now then…how is Rean as an instructor?"

I then end up telling Laura about the new Class VII and how Instructor Rean is when teaching, with her telling me some stories from her own school days when applicable. I realized that even if the school year has just begun, there are a decent number of callbacks to the old Class VII.

Well, I guess it's to be expected from a sequel 'next generation' type thing.

Laura S. Arseid, AKA One-Shot-Bosses Laura AKA Spin to Win AKA Sword of Deletion AKA Unga Bunga  has arrived. That is all.

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"Now, now…don't be shy. This will be done in a bit."

I look at the dish Freddy is cooking…and it kinda looks decent enough. Unfortunately, I also know that these are bee larvae.

"It's highly nutritious. Go get your energy back for tonight.", urged Freddy from behind the counter, in car 3 of Derfflinger.

Beside him, Sandy is giving me and the rest of Class VII an apologetic look for failing to stop him. I mean…he can cook whatever he wants, just don't force me to eat it.

But, fortunately for me, I have secured an escape plan.

I turn to a certain red-haired musician who is also behind the counter cracking eggs.

"I appreciate the thought, Freddy. Unfortunately, Elliot here has already offered to make me an omelet. It's a standing arrangement since last week, you understand."

Elliot turns to me and I give him a pleading look, "Huh? Umm…oh, yes. Yes. Sorry about that Freddy."

Yes! Escape plan success!

Juna turns to me, "Hey, not fair!"

Sorry, Juna. Survival of the fittest. I Ignore her and move over to the other side of the counter, near where Elliot is cooking.

"Ah…that's a shame, but all right. Instructor Rean, would you like Jessica's portion instead?", I hear Freddy ask.

"Huh? Uh….", Instructor Rean stammered, he probably can't say no to a student's invitation to eat his cooking.

"All right. I'll eat it.", he finally said in resignation.

Oof.

Thankfully, Elliot's here. Well, I guess I should thank Fie instead for inviting him here.

Earlier, after we arrived back at Parm, Laura who had finally seen Fie's message—after missing it because her ARCUS was on silent—said that Fie had sent her a message about tonight's possible attack at our camp, and asked if she could come.

Instructor Rean checked with Instructor Michael, to which Instructor Michael just sighed and said 'might as well at this point. Considering a civilian, General Craig's son is already there, so another outsider won't really change much'

And that is how we don't only have two bracers on our camp but also Laura and Elliot.

"Ah, so this is where all of you are."

Speak of the devil…Laura just entered car 3, with a long silver-haired girl in—what is that outfit?

A midriff-baring crop top with a sleeveless jacket and a very short mini skirt, alongside thigh-high boots and a garter belt? I know she's an ex-jaeger, but come on, don't bracers have dress codes?

Instructor Rean is the first to greet them, "Hey, you two."

He then gestures to the silver-haired girl and turns to the rest of us—well, mostly Juna and Kurt as usual,

"As you guys have heard from Wayne and Freddy earlier, we have two bracers with us, this is one of them. Fie Claussell, also part of the old Class VII."

Fie turns to us and waves lightly, " 'Sup."

Kurt turns to her, "I'm Kurt Vander, it's an honor to meet you."

Juna follows suit and smiles, "I'm Juna Crawford. Nice to meet you."

Fie nods at them, "Yup. Nice to meet you two."

"Good to see you again, it's been a while.", Altina said

Fie rolls her eyes in response, "Since you escaped from me in Karel Imperial Villa? No wait, I guess you were also in Valflame Palace…But sure, nice to see you again."

She then turns to me, "And finally…what's that look for?"

I shake my head, "Nothing. It just struck me how your outfit is quite reminiscent of Shirley Orlando's. In any case, it is good to see you again, Fie."

Fie shrugs, "Eh…Sara picked this outfit, direct complaints to her, please."

The moment she said that all old Class VII members in the room look at each other, and I don't need telepathy to know they are thinking, 'Of course it's her'.

Yeah…Sara Valestein, their old instructor is a bit…eccentric to say the least. She's also a former jaeger turned bracer like Fie.

"My outfit aside, yeah good to see you again too. Though…it's kinda weird seeing you as Rean's student, we're about the same age, right?", Fie continued.

"Ah…well, I suppose so. Though I believe you are a year older than I am.", I confirmed.

Kurt interjects from my left, "Hmm? Did you enter military academy early then?"

Fie nods, "Yup. Sara—oh, that's our old instructor—was the one that enrolled me. Probably figured it'd be a nice vacation for me or something."

"Military Academy as a vacation?", Kurt said in surprise.

"Yeah, you know…compared to being a jaeger it kinda was.", Fie replied nonchalantly.

"P-pardon? Jaeger?"

Oh yeah. Kurt is totally out of the loop for this one, the rest of us already knows.

Fie shrugs, "Uh-huh, same like one of your instructors, Randolph Orlando?"

Kurt looks a bit taken back, "We…talked about Instructor Randolph being related to that girl from earlier, but I didn't know he was also a jaeger."

…he's totally out of the loop. Guess it's fitting for the protagonist to be out of the loop so new players can have exposition.

Juna turns to him, "What, you have a problem with that? He WAS a jaeger, not anymore."

She then hastily turns to Fie, "A-and, of course, the same for Fie, right?"

"As you've heard from Rean, I'm a bracer now."

Kurt turns to Fie, "My apologies, I was simply surprised…as you might know, jaegers have a bit of reputation among erebonians, especially among nobles."

Fie turns to Laura, "Oh…I know all about that. Right, Laura?"

Laura lightly blushes in response, "T-that was a while back. I was still quite immature back then."

Oh? Did they use to have issues about this? I actually don't know. They were already good friends during the civil war.

"A-anyway…Did you…uh….talk to Randy, Fie?", Juna asked nervously.

"Mmhmm. Sure did."

…That's gotta be one awkward conversation.

From the cooking station, Elliot turns to her, "O-oh. Are you okay? Didn't both of your dads…uh…?"

"My dad and his dad killed each other, yeah.", Fie replied nonchalantly

"That's uh…a very cavalier attitude.", I remarked.

She shrugs, "They're both jaegers. That's how it goes between corps, enemies one day, drinking buddies the next…or vice versa."

"I suppose that's one way to look at it.", Instructor Rean said.

Fie replies, "It's not like I'm not sad about it or anything, but like I said that's how it goes between jaeger corps. Pretty much all jaegers have this unspoken understanding about that. Besides, Randolph's not his dad."

Laura nods, "That is very admirable, Fie. Truthfully, I am uncertain if I could have the same perspective if it happened to my father."

…Yeah. Same here, Laura.

Fie shrugs again, "That's because it's jaeger on jaeger, like I said there's an unspoken understanding about it…it's kinda hard to explain if you're not one. Anyway, talked to the guy, it's kinda awkward at first but he's pretty cool. Wouldn't mind a spar to see why he's called the Red Reaper and all."

I guess that makes sense logically but, if it happened to my father…would I have the same mindset? I don't know, I'd like to say I would, however…

I don't manage to complete that thought because Elliot brings out his omelet, which is really delicious. I can see why they sold these for funds.

He then ends up making some too for Fie and Laura.

Meanwhile, Instructor Rean and the rest of my classmates end up eating bee larvae. They say it's actually good…but maybe that's just some copium. Anyway, I'm not eating that unless there's no other choice.

After we finished eating, Instructor Rean told us to get some rest and prepare for tonight. Juna went ahead, adamantly saying she needs some shower…well, so am I but…eh whatever she can go first, I guess.

Altina meanwhile is staying behind chatting with Fie for a bit, she said she wanted to get some more insight on how jaegers fight to prepare for Shirley…you know, now that I think about it, is Altina supposed to be Fie's expy like Juna is Alisa's and I'm Laura's? That'd…fit actually. Essentially, they're both silver-haired child soldiers who are younger than the rest of the party members.

Anyway, with both of them doing their own thing…that leaves me with Kurt as we headed to the students' cabins in car 4.

Just as we entered car 4, I see Musse, Ash, Tita, and a spiky red-haired man sitting together in the sitting area.

"That's…uh…a weird combination.", Kurt noted from beside me

"Tita has been talking quite a bit, about you, Mr. Crosner.", Musse remarked…I recognize that glint in her eyes, she's baiting him for something.

The red-haired man waves her off, "Agate's fine. You're Tita's friend, yeah?"

Musse mocks gasp, "Oh, my…I could never. Tita has been telling stories about you with such passion, that as a woman, I feel as if I should err on the side of caution with how forward I should be when addressing you."

"Oho! That so, Mr. Hot-shot bracer?", Ash exclaimed, adding fuel to the fire.

"You guys!" Tita blushes, while the red-haired man is taken aback and seems to be trying really hard not to process what he just heard.

I go over and bonk Musse in the head, go to horny jail! This guy looks to be well in his twenties, what the hell, Musse?!

"Ouch! Why are you so mean to me, Jessica? Don't our special deep bonds as roommates matter anymore?"

I ignore her and turn to the red-haired guy and lightly bow, "Please forgive the discourtesy…This one here is not quite right in the head. Don't mind her."

Musse starts mock sobbing, "So mean… And after everything that we did in our room…"

"In no way does the fact that we helped each other doing homework and assignments would make me allow you to inconvenience our guest with your weird fetish.", I said dryly.

The red-haired man sighs, "Whatever, it's fine I guess. I ain't about to get riled up because something a brat said…not that anything she's implying is true, anyway."

Tita…actually looks somewhat disappointed at his dismissal. Really, Tita?

Ash gives the man a mocking look, "Man…don't tell me you're afraid of Egret here? And I was so looking forward to having a spar with ya. Guess you're pretty weak huh? If you're afraid of Egret, no way you can take me."

The red-haired man glared at Ash, "Get your weapon and I'll show your punk ass how 'weak' an A-rank bracer really is!"

"Bring it on, old ma—"

As I did to Musse earlier, I bonked Ash in the head, "And you. Stop antagonizing the A-rank bracer who has agreed to help us out."

"Mind your goddamn business, prissy girl! Why are you here anyway?! Go make out with the pretty boy or something.", he said jerking his thumb at Kurt.

Kurt sighs, "You're crass as usual."

"And you talk like a pole is stuck in your ass like usual.", Ash retorted.

He then looks between the two of us, "Where are the other two anyway? You two actually ditch 'em to get some steamy action going?"

"Oh, my! How scandalous!", Musse said bringing her palm to her mouth in mock surprise.

Kurt sighs, "Even if we were in that kind of relationship, we wouldn't have 'steamy action' as you put it. A tryst would be highly improper, especially considering our current predicament."

Musse smirks, "Ah, but wouldn't our current predicament be the perfect setup? Faced with the imminent danger of ouroboros attack, lovers deciding to consummate their love is a staple, wouldn't you say?"

Ash nods, "Vander just got no games is all."

…These two are an unholy combination.

Surprisingly, it's the red-haired man who saves us from further Musse-Ash shenanigans.

"Vander? You related to Mueller of something?", he asked Kurt.

Kurt, clearly glad to divert the conversation replies immediately, "Yes. Mueller is my older brother—though we don't look similar, yes—he mentioned you in passing."

"Right. Oh, you guys probably already know, but since I haven't introduced myself properly…I'm Agate Crosner, an A-rank bracer from Liberl.", the man, Agate introduced himself.

I nod and my ingrained noble girl upbringing kicks in, "I'm Jessica Schleiden, it's an honor to make your acquaintance. On behalf of the students, please accept our utmost gratitude for agreeing to help us."

"It's all good. Fighting the Society is pretty much on the job description for bracers at this point. Besides, I still have some scores to settle with those guys from three years ago.", replied Agate.

And that's hard confirmation of him being an old party member from another game in this franchise.

Kurt gives his own greeting, "I'm Kurt Vander. It's an honor to meet the Heavy Blade. As mentioned, I've heard of you from my brother, he has nothing short of praise for your skills."

Agate smirks, "Heh, praise from Mueller, huh? I'll take it. My swordsmanship is self-taught, but I can tell he's a hell of a swordsman."

It's then I notice that the huge sword leaning against the wall beside him is pretty much the Buster Sword from FF7…Isn't that a bit on the nose? His looks are basically that of a red-haired, hot-headed Cloud Strife.

Ash, not missing a beat snarks at him, "Meh. You sure Vander's brother ain't just playin' nice and being polite, old man?"

"Oi, punk. I'm still only 28 years old who're you calling old?"

Twenty-eight?! Holy shit. Tita, you better abort whatever is this thing you have going. For his sake if nothing else. He will straight up go to jail and have his reputation destroyed for it.

Agate and Ash glare at each other for a bit before Agate sighs, and shake his head, "Whatever. I'm not that old, but I'm also old enough to not kick a kid's ass just because he's being a little shit."

"Talk is cheap, old man."

"Yeah, yeah. If you survive until tomorrow, come find me and I'll whoop your ass…Don't worry, not too much though. Like I said, I'm an adult and an A-rank bracer, it'd be embarrassing if I go all out against punks like you."

"Heh, we'll see about that."

Kurt whispers to me, "Well, they seem to have a similar temperament."

I look at the two who are actually smirking at each other…with seemingly begrudging respect?

I nod and whisper back, "You probably are quite right."

Ash is probably at least a call back to this guy, being the delinquent archetype and all.

Agate then turns to Kurt, "Anyway…I still owe Mueller from back on Liber Ark. So I guess me helping you can counts to that too."

"Liber Ark?", I asked. That's a dungeon name if I ever heard one.

Tita answers me, "Oh, that was the name of the floating city that appeared during the Orbal Shutdown phenomenon."

Agate nods, "Yep. Probably wouldn't make it without Mueller."

"He mentioned that you were also essential in fighting through it, so I'm sure the sentiment is mutual.", Kurt replied.

Agate shakes his head, "Nah…I'm not talking about fighting, well that too I guess, but I was talking about how I'd go crazy hearing your idiot prince talk without your brother knocking some sense into him."

Ah…

"Yes…His Highness Prince Olivert could be…coming on too strong at times.", Kurt said echoing my thought.

Agate sighs, "Understatement of the century."

Tita chimes in, "Come on, Agate. Olivier is not that bad."

"Olivier? That's quite an informal way to address His Highness, how curious.", remarked Musse.

"O-oh, sorry! That's just how we know him from back then.", Tita exclaimed

Musse shakes her head, "Oh no, I'm chastising you. I just thought it curious."

Agate rolls his eyes, "That idiot prince introduced himself as Olivier the 'seeker of love'. Until you erebonians came rolling in with your steam tanks, we all thought he was just a weird bard from Erebonia. "

"I think Schera—ah, that's another bracer in the group—sort of figured out that he's a bit suspicious, but I think she just thought he's an erebonian spy or something.", added Tita.

"I see…that is quite apropos for His Highness.", I said.

A weird bard who is secretly a prince…sounds like a DnD character, wait considering Prince Olivert's personality…was he being the DnD horny bard meme?

I turn to Tita, "In any case, I am sure he would not mind being called Olivier. Though, you seem to be well acquainted with His Highness, Tita. Were you also involved in what was happening back then?"

Tita smiles, "Ehehe, something like that."

Agate ruffles her head, "This squirt here was also with us on the Liberl Ark."

Tita blushes, "A-Agate!"

"What? Oh right, I guess I can't call you a squirt anymore."

Musse looks ready to tease them further, so I lightly kick her. She pouts at me in response.

I sigh…Agate seemingly not aware of Tita's crush is not helping, at least he's only treating her like a little sister. I guess Tita's role in their games was sort of like my role during Instructor Rean's games and Juna during Lloyd's games? But even younger, three years ago, Tita would have been…what, 12 years old or so?

Anyway, with that character design and denseness, was Agate the Liberl protagonist? Nah…scratch that thought, still too little to go on.

"The group that stormed the Liber Ark seems to consist of an eclectic group of people. Who else were there?", I ask Tita and Agate.

"Most of us were bracers, though there were some non-bracers such as Mueller, Olivier, and of course, Tita.", answered Agate.

Tita adds, "Kloe was also there. And even the Capuas!"

"The Capuas sound familiar.", Kurt said. Actually, now that he mentions it, yeah, I feel like I've heard of them.

Tita replies, "They used to be Erebonian nobles…I think they used to own a barony?"

I nod, "Ah…I suppose that may have been why the name is familiar. There are quite a number of baronies in Erebonia, though, so I'm afraid I don't quite know which one the Capuas are."

Musse answers me, "The Capua Family used to own Leeves."

"Huh, Leeves as in our Leeves? What a coincidence.", remarked Tita.

Musse continues, "Yes, the very Leeves our campus is on. From what I know, they lost their status and wealth over a decade ago after being incriminated in a deal with a corrupt merchant. They said that they had no idea and the merchant had tricked them, but alas…Unfortunately for them, the merchant had escaped Erebonia and was never caught while they took the fall."

Agate nods, "That's about it, yeah. And they become bandits after that. Though they got pardoned by the Liberl government for their help with the Liber Ark."

"Yup! They run a legitimate cargo and delivery business now.", Tita added.

Possible more old party members? Could be, or they could just be important NPC, I'm not sure, the other one though…

Kloe, I think she said? If I remember right, the ones talked about most often regarding the floating city fiasco were Prince Olivert and Liberl's Princess. And I think I've heard Prince Olivert refers to the said princess as Kloe.

"Tita, for the other name you mention…am I correct to presume that this Kloe is..."

Tita nods, "Liberl's Crown Princess, yes. Oh, I guess, you guys would know her more as Princess Klaudia Auslese. The two of you should meet some time, I think you two have some things in common, she also talks very formally for example."

…Interesting. Definitely a heroine. I should do some research on her and see if I can trace and figure out the protagonist from there. I guess she, Laura, and I are part of the same heroine lineage? Kinda like Arcueid, Saber, and Jeanne from Fate?

"What's with that look, Schleiden? Interested in meeting her so you two can do prissy girls' thing like having a tea party?", said Ash not missing a chance to try riling people up.

I shrug, "Should the occasion arise, it would be an honor to meet Princess Klaudia. As for the tea party, I would not mind hosting it, there is no shame in indulging in the luxury of tea with Liberl's Crown Princess. Tea holds cultural significance in both our countries after all."

Ash rolls his eyes, "…And you just affirm that me calling you prissy girl is very fitting."

I nod, "I suppose. I do not mind being a 'prissy girl' if that simply means a cultured Erebonian noblewoman that is still good enough to soundly defeat a certain rowdy misbehaving delinquent in a soldat fight."

"Aren't you bitchy today, Vander's not drinking cold tea recently? Been switching to hot tea, maybe a pink one?"

"I do not think how my tea preference would matter, for one, I am not aware of any pink tea nor does that sound appetizing. Also, as I told Jessica, I prefer cold tea, in any case.", Kurt said with a straight face.

This idiot! You just give the Musse-Ash unholy alliance ammunition.

Musse snickers, "Oh my. Aren't you happy Jessica? Poor Ju—oh pardon me, I mean hot tea."

"I…am still unsure what this conversation is about. But I do not mind drinking hot tea either, I have especially done so when drinking tea with Jessica."

Ash laughs, turns to me, and jeers, "Oh shit! You hearing this? You have him 'drink hot tea'? Did'ya do that while having him 'drink cold tea' at the same time?"

"My, How lewd.", Musse adds

"I still don't…why would I drink hot tea and cold tea at the same time, perhaps if I mix them? Still, if I have to choose, my preference is cold tea."

Ash and Musse laugh even harder.

"Kurt, please just shut up.", I said as I massaged my temples.

"Oh…so Kurt still drinks both but not at the same time unless 'mixed', and still prefers cold tea. I guess you're higher on the hierarchy, Jessica?", Musse teased.

Ash claps Kurt on the back, "My man. Turns out, it's not that you don't have games, you're so bad at it that it loops back to being good."

Agate and Tita meanwhile are just looking at this chaos unfold and look at each other.

"You have some weird schoolmates, Tita."

"Ehehe…I guess? It's fun though."

After that, I was forced to fend off the Musse-Ash unholy alliance alone—because Kurt just makes things worse every time he opens his mouth, that if this were a MOBA game he'd be dubbed the Automated Teller Machine—we all went our separate way.

After taking a shower, I decided to lay down a bit in my room until night. Apparently, Juna has the same idea, though in her case she was already fast asleep as I entered.

Deciding not to disturb her, I simply cover her with her blanket and lay down on my own bed, which is right on top of hers in our shared bunk bed.

And then, much faster than it felt, night comes.

"To reiterate. Class VIII will form the vanguard, they will engage the enemies. Class IX will be rearguard and guard resupply point and medical tent. As for us, Class VII will be a rapid response unit and we will go to provide backup and intercept the enemy where needed.", briefed Instructor Rean as we gather in front of the train.

Kurt nods, "Understood, Instructor."

The rest of us follow suit and gives Instructor Rean a similar response.

He then continues, "As I'm sure you know, we'll engage them on foot, until we are sure it's safe to bring out the soldats, as Shirley Orlando is known to carry an anti-tank gun, the Panzer Faust, guns like these are also effective against soldats, after all."

Instructor Rean stops for a bit and gives each one of us a look, "Finally…be careful. Don't be reckless."

"I…can't help but think you are not in a position to say not to be reckless, Instructor.", I can't help but retort.

Altina nods vigorously beside me.

"Indeed. That seems quite hypocritical of you."

"Hear, hear."

Laura and Fie tease Instructor Rean from behind him.

Instructor Rean turns to them, "Oh, come on, you guys. I'm trying to be a responsible Instructor here."

He then continues and turns to Elliot for support, "Besides, I'm not that bad, right?"

"Ahaha…I'd like to support you here, but…"

Instructor Rean sighs, "You guys can be really cruel sometimes."

"It's not cruel, it's the truth.", Fie insisted.

Altina nods, "Indeed. According to the report I've read, Instructor Rean has shown reckless tendencies ever since the incident that occurs during the old Class VII orienteering exercise."

"Incident, what incident?", Juna asked.

"A very similar incident to what occurred between you and Kur—"

Juna immediately cuts Altina off, blushing, "Ahh! Forget I asked! Nothing happened. Nothing!""

Fie turns to Juna and then to Kurt, "Similar incident…really now?"

Laura shakes her head at Rean, "Unbelievable, what have you been teaching your students, Rean?"

"H-hold on, I didn't do anything. In both cases, they were a complete accident!"

Kurt backs Instructor Rean, "Indeed, it was a complete accident on my case, and if anything similar occurred during Instructor Rean's orienteering exercise, that would then be an accident."

Elliot chimes in, "When you say similar…How similar are we talking about? You didn't get slapped, did you, Kurt?"

"I did.", answered Kurt before turning to Instructor Rean.

"Were you also slapped, Instructor?"

"…yes."

The two of them seem to come to an understanding and a sense of camaraderie develops between them as they exasperatedly sigh and nod at each other.

Meanwhile, Laura and Fie approach me and pat me on the back with sympathetic looks.

I sigh, "I think the two of you are misunderstanding something here."

"No, no…We understand.", said Laura.

"Yep, welcome to the club. Don't worry, we'll help you.", adds Fie before continuing under her breath, "…less competition if we help you on this, anyway."

"I'm sorry, what was that last part?"

You guys are wrong on BOTH fronts damn it!

Fie shakes her head, "Nope. Nothing. Don't worry about—"

"YOU GUYS HAVE BEEN EXPECTING US, HUH? SORRY FOR THE WAIT!"

And just like that, the levity dissipates as we all turn to one of the small hills surrounding our camp.

Sure enough, Shirley Orlando is standing there with her trademark weapon, the chainsaw-flamethrower-rifle hybrid, Testa-Rossa, along with—as predicted—a Panzer Faus strapped to her back.

Beside her, is the lady knight we've heard about, and it's exactly who I think it is.

The knight, Duvalie, sighs and turns to Shirley, "They're expecting us, after all…why did I agree to your inane request, again?"

"Aw…come on, it's more fun this way, right?", Shirley replied before turning in our general direction, particularly in Class VIII direction.

"Don't you agree? Dolphy?"

Instructor Randy shouts back, "You little—I can't believe you joined up with those snakes! The hell, Shirley?! Is Uncle Sigmund here too?!"

"Heehee, there's absolutely no way I'll let Daddy have such a fun job! Also, ouroboros seems fun, so I joined. As simple as that. Enforcer XVII, the Sanguine Ogre, at your serv—", Shirley replied.

Her introduction was cut short as she raise her weapon to launch a jet of flames at incoming rockets launched by Instructor Michael from his Rocket-propelled grenade launcher.

The flames heated the warhead in the rockets enough to explode in midair as Shirley laughs, "Ahaha! An RPG for a school teacher? Erebonia is something all right! Guess you guys were Red Constellation's loyal client for a reason, you guys are as bloodthirsty as us!"

She then raises her hand, "Okay! Let the party begin!"

As soon as she says this, from the cover of darkness, an army of archaisms charge at us. I can see all the types of archaism we encountered today among them.

"Steady! To your position!", Instructor Michael barked, his voice amplified with orbal energy to reach the entire area.

"Let's go, everyone!", Instructor Rean said as he starts running.

Except for Elliot who joins up with Class IX to provide support, the rest of us follow him and join Agate, taking our position between Class VIII and Class IX, as we wait for the army of archaisms to trigger our landmines.

Sure enough, soon enough the ground under the archaisms explodes, engulfing them in flames.

"Landmines?!", Exclaimed Duvalie in alarm.

In contrast, Shirley is more amused as she gives us a maniacal grin, "That's more like it! Not bad!"

As the smokes subside, many of the archaisms have been destroyed, but a decent amount is still functional. Most of them are Phalanx J9 models with dozens of Zephyrantes and Balancing Clowns.

Instructor Michael gives the order, "Class VIII, engage! Class VII, intercept the Zephyrantes and Balancing Clowns!"

With Agate, Laura, and Fie, none of the Balancing Clowns or Zephyrantes are proving a challenge as we swiftly took them down.

From my peripheral vision, I see a Phalanx J9 near me about to launch missiles at someone. I move to intercept and thrust it, before Laura comes in with a follow-up and destroys it with one blow.

Another one tried to close in on us but is intercepted by Claiomh Solais. I feel the link switched as Instructor Rean strikes the Phalanx J9, before once more, Laura follows up and one-shots it. One Strike Woman indeed.

"Thanks!", Leonora—who was the missile target—shouted, as she moves on to shoot at another archaism.

Beside her, I see Ash jumps and strikes two of the Phalanx J9 with his weapon in ax form. He then jumps back as the person he's linked to, the blue-haired Gustaf, follows up by blowing them up with his hand cannon.

"That all you got—"

Ash's boast is interrupted by a Balancing Clown which sneaked up on him and is about to skewer him. Fortunately, the Balancing Clown a snipe from Sidney stops the archaism in its track, before another snipe—this from Maya—staggers the archaism.

Kurt and Juna take the chance and come in and attack the Balancing Clown. The Balancing Clown which then turned its attention to them got blindsided as Fie swiftly comes from behind, gracefully slashing at its joints with her gunblades.

The Balancing Clown slumps, unable to perform its bizarre movement with damaged joints, before Agate finishes it off.

"Tch, don't need your help!", Ash said as he fends off another archaism.

"Now's not the time to be stubborn!"

"Yeah! Be more careful!"

Kurt and Juna berate him as they too fend off another archaism from the other side.

"Let's join them!", Instructor Rean said.

I nod and we start to run toward the right flank.

Just then, I hear Shirley shouts,

"You guys are tougher than I thought! Well, don't think you're the only ones that can use explosives!"

As soon as she finished, some of the Phalanx J9 start heating up with steams coming out of them, as they charge at the nearest target.

"Wait, don't tell me—"

"Brace yourselves! They're self-destructing!"

I didn't manage to evade in time as a Phalanx J9 near me explodes, blowing me away.

I feel my back hitting the ground, my ears ringing, and burning sensations in several areas of my body.

"…ica, hey!"

"…s'e all right?"

"…CUS…tivate"

I can hear several voices, but my ears are still ringing. Soon, I can feel healing arts coursing through me and I immediately feel better.

I open my eyes and see several people from Class IX. It seems the explosion threw me to the rear.

"Are you all right?", Louise asked as she kneels beside me.

I nod, "…Yes. Thank you."

"Man, 'at was one heel o' an explosion.", said Pablo, the red-haired boy with a Scottish—I mean rural Erebonian accent.

Beside him, a brunette also from Class IX, Stark, sighs, "I'd say that was more than one."

"Heads up! They've broken through the front lines!", Musse yelled as she readied her weapon, an arts rifle, a special orbal rifle that can shoot arts instead of bullets.

I stand up and grab my spear and do a brief survey of the situation.

The explosions had essentially broken the front lines, Instructor Michael trying his hardest to restore order. Several Class VIII students are lying on the ground, injured, as those that can still stand try their best to fend off the archaism, and get the injured to the medical camp.

There is also an enclosure of several archaisms surrounding an area…I think that's where Instructor Rean is, but I'm not sure.

Some of the remaining archaisms are now advancing toward Class IX's position on the rear. On the other side, Instructor Towa along with Tita are trying their best to fend off several archaisms.

I turn back to the archaism advancing at us. Two Zephyrantes and one Balancing Clown…This will be tough.

I glance at the Class IX students with me.

An arts rifle for Musse, pistols for Pablo and Louise, also pistols for Stark but he dual wields them.

…I'm the only frontliner in this group. For these long-range combatants to succeed someone needs to engage the enemy in melee, but…

I look back at the three archaisms getting closer and closer to us.

Alone against those three in melee? I don't fancy my chance here, I can't just use Blooming Edelweiss because I'm sure it won't be enough to one-shot them, and I'll be exhausted after. And there is no Instructor Rean or Altina to assist with Brave Orders.

The three archaisms are closing in on our position now

…I guess I have no choice but just hope for the best.

"I will—"

"Go on, Jessica! I'll give you support!"

I turn my head to look at Elliot, running toward us with his orbal staff in hand. Oh, thank god, an old Class VII member is here.

I nod at him, feeling much more relieved, and turn to Musse and the rest, "I will engage them in melee, please shoot at them at every opening you have."

Musse nods, "Leave it to us. I'll cast some arts too."

I give her a nod and charge at the three archaisms.

"Brave Order: Blue Orchestra!", I hear Elliot yells and I feel enveloped in an orbal energy in a protective coat.

One of the Zephyrantes shoots its cyclonic laser at me, I roll to the left, dodging.

Another cyclonic laser from the other one is coming at me. I try to dodge, but strings from the Balancing Clown snare my feet.

"Oy, I-it's headin' straecht at 'er"

"Stay calm! You'll be fine, Jessica. Block it!", Elliot shouted as he cast the Crest arts at me, adding another layer of protection.

I raise my spear to block it as instructed…and it doesn't even phase me. It almost doesn't hurt at all. Heck, what little minor burns I have is already healing courtesy of the Brave Order. Damn, Elliot's buffs are even more broken now.

I immediately cut the strings tying my feet and then rush towards the Balancing Clown…this one comes first.

The two Zepyranthes at its sides are trying to intercept me, but a shot from Musse stops one on its track, while Stark unloads several rapid shots at the other one, hampering its movement enough for me to get past it easily.

"You two start attacking them too."

"R-right!"

I hear Elliot instructing Pablo and Louise and they join Musse and Stark in shooting the two Zephyrantes.

"ARCUS activate!"

I feel a surge of strength as Elliot buffs me further with the Forte arts. Soon after, information on the Balancing Clow's movement enters my mind as Elliot follows up his buff with the Analyze arts.

I jump high toward the Balancing Clown and deliver a hard downward pierce at it.

It staggers, and I shift to the right as Musse's rifle shot an orbal beam at it.

One of the Zephyrantes dives at me, and I just tank it with Elliot's defensive buff while using my spear to deliver a counterattack.

The other Zephyrantes approaches me, but two sharp blades of ice deliver a devastating cut at it.

That was Musse…this girl has got to be our future magic DPS—wait, now's not the time.

I look around, I think they're damaged enough that with Elliot's buffs I can destroy them.

I start chanting, "Kneel! For before you is the spear of Schleiden!"

I feel another surge of strength from Elliot casting another Forte arts, bringing my physical prowess to its upper possible limit.

Time to finish this. I jump backward so all three archaisms are in front of me, and thrusts rapidly at all three of them, the after images forming the usual petal pattern.

"Blooming Edelweiss!"

I can barely see the ice flowers blooming from spots where I've punctured them before all three explode.

I immediately feel the exhaustion and I was about to lower my spear, but then spot another Balancing Clown approaching.

At the same time, I feel Elliot's Brave Order expires…he's not going to be able to use it again soon, Brave Orders are amazing but they taxed the ARCUS so much that they require a literal cool down.

Just my luck, at least the rest of the buffs are still active.

As I ready my spear, however, the blade of a scythe in a chain hits the Balancing Clown, before being used to yank it back, making it fall.

I see Ash and Sidney running past it, both supporting their fellow Class VIII students, Wayne and Maya.

They then turn back and take a defensive stance as the Balancing Clown gets up

"Damned clowns!", Ash shouted.

"Pablo, get Wayne and bring him over here, tell Sidney to do the same. We'll cover you!", Stark ordered calmly.

Pablo immediately follows the order, I join him and we run to Ash's and Sidney's location.

I step beside Ash as he hands Wayne over to Pablo as he and Sidney prepare to fall back.

"Leave Wayne and Maya tae us. Ye two go an' gie it a beatin'!", Pablo said as he takes Wayne from Ash.

Sidney adds, "I'll go and take some pot shots as soon as I dropped Maya off. Good luck!"

Maya winces, "S-sorry."

"Y-yeah. Sorry guys", said Wayne weakly. He can barely talk

"Shut up and get your sorry asses to the medical camp already!", Ash shouted as he readied his weapon. He then turns to me,

"I ain't Vander, so you better keep up!"

"Of course.", I replied as I ready my spear and establish an ARCUS link with him.

The Archaism shot strings at us, and we dodge in different directions, before running toward it, cornering it from both sides.

I can see orbal energy starting to envelop Ash, as Elliot casts some buffs on him. As before, soon after information about this Balancing Clown enters my mind.

"Oh, yeah! This is the good shit!", Ash shouted as he jumped toward the Balancing Clown.

A floating dense mass of water from Elliot forces the Balancing Clown to dodge straight toward Ash. Allowing him to strike hard at the archaism. It staggers toward me as a result, a prime target for my spear to pierce its right side as a follow-up to Ash's attack.

It tries launching several spinning blades, but a bird-shaped beam from Musse followed by a hail of bullets from the rest offset its aim, allowing Ash and I to easily duck and avoid the spinning blades.

I rush forward and stab its torso, staggering it back for Ash to hit it hard from the left, forming cracks on its head.

The Balancing Clown starts aiming two of its arms at itself, about to initiate the self-repair healing light protocol.

Before it could, however, several blades of ice from Musse and Elliot hit both of the arms, freezing them and rendering the healing beam non-functional.

The Balancing Clown then starts moving back, putting some distance between us.

"Get back!", Ash yelled as he change his weapon to scythe form and throw its blade toward the archaism. It coils around it, wrapping the archaism in chains.

Ash digs deep as he lifts the entire archaism to the air. Throwing it toward me.

"All yours, prissy girl!"

As the archaism falls toward me, I deliver several upward strikes, before side-stepping, letting it fall to the ground.

I jump back and ready my spear as it starts to get up, but a series of bullets from Stark's dual guns puts it down for good.

After confirming that it has completely shut down, Ash and I run toward the rest of the group.

Stark greets us as soon as we reach them, "Good job out there."

Ash shrugs, "Eh, you too, I guess."

"…Yeah, that was some good shooting.", Elliot said as he looked at Stark oddly.

"Hmm, is something the matter?", Stark asked.

Elliot shakes his head, "No, dual guns just reminded me of someone."

Oh, right, Crow Armbrust the former Class VII member who turns out to be the terrorist leader and died during the civil war used dual guns.

"I learned it from a friend.", Stark said to Elliot

Elliot looks at him curiously, "A friend? No, never mind that now. We have more important things to do."

I nod, "Some of us should help Instructor Towa secure the other side."

"No, Laura went there. They'll be fine.", Elliot replied before turning to Ash and Sidney,

"What's with that group of archaisms?", he said as he points to the archaisms surrounding a small area.

"That's where Schwarzer, Randolph, and those two bracers are, they're fighting off the crazy chick with red hair.", answered Ash.

Sidney adds, "I think Kurt, Juna, and Altina are there too. Pretty much all archaisms not advancing to Class IX's position are there helping that red-haired girl. Instructor Michael is trying to help them from the outside after he told us Class VIII to retreat."

Elliot nods, "I see, the rest of Class VIII has retreated to the other side with Towa?"

"Yeah. Leonora and Gustaf were carrying Freddy last I saw them.", Sidney replies.

Elliot looks around and nods again, "Okay. Now that this area is secure, I'll do a wide-scale orbal healing, it should cover the entire camp."

"Y-you can do that?", asked Louise in amazement.

"Yeah, using my violin and orbal staff as a conduit. No matter where they are in this camp, everyone on our side should be ready to fight again."

…He's broken. He's goddamn broken. In an entirely different way than Laura.

Elliot then turns to Ash, Sidney, and me, "You three should join back with Major Michael and help Rean and the others, as soon as the rest of Class VIII finished healing we'll send them after you guys."

Ash grins savagely, "Fine by me! I was about to go back out there, anyway."

Sidney on the other hand sighs, "Oh…man, back out there? I guess there's no other choice, gotta pull my weight. Besides, my man Kurt is still fighting, can't have him showing me up."

Ah, Sidney, such a classic bro dialogue.

I ready my spear, "Very well, we'll depart now. Good luck everyone."

"Yeah, you too. Be careful.", Elliot replied before he starts preparing his violin.

Not long as we start running to the frontlines, I hear Elliot's violin resound as waves of healing go through me, healing me completely…and are those flowers growing all around us? What is this, Merlin's Garden of Avalon?

"Holy shit. That guy wasn't joking, I'm as good as new.", Sidney said from beside me.

Ash shrugs, "Meh I guess…but what's up with these weird ass flowers?"

"Rejuvenating orbal energy should affect the environment, therefore it is not out of the question that flowers would bloom. It's not an unprecedented effect of healing arts—"

"I ain't looking for a real answer, prissy girl! Aidios's tits, you have to be an honor student even now?"

I shrug, "You asked."

Sidney gives me a thumbs up and a wink, "Don't worry, Jessica. I think it's pretty cute that you can be an honor student in this situation."

…I thought you have this bro code with Kurt? Not that anything is going on between us but…come on!

Ash snorts, "Don't bother. Your games are not good enough, but you ain't as bad as Vander that it loops back to being good."

"Hey! What's that supposed to mea—"

"Leisurely chatting, are you? How relaxed, considering your current situation!"

I look to my left, and up on the hill is…ah shit, I forgot about her.

Duvalie jumps down and blocks our way.

"Fancy seeing you here, Schleiden.", she said as she looks at me.

"Who's this old—"

Ash didn't manage to finish his sentence before an extremely fast slash from Duvalie creates a large gash on the ground, just a hairbreadth away from where Ash was standing.

"Say that again, and I'll have your head, punk!"

For once, Ash actually shuts up, suffice to say, Sidney also clamps up beside him.

I sigh, "Are you not helping your colleague?"

"Hmph, that girl rushed ahead and left me behind! I swear, after what she pulled earlier this day, I should just leave her here. Maybe if she got taken down a peg, she'll listen to me next time!"

"Earlier today? Did something happen between the two of you?"

"None of your business, Schleiden! But yes! Something utterly shameless! Just thinking about it makes me angry! Argh! I should really just leave that girl here!"

Duvalie starts to bitch about Shirley…reminds me of when she was bitching about the civil war to me.

"In that case, why don't you leave? I will not stop you.", because there's no way I can come close anywhere to making her fights seriously, let alone beating her.

She sighs, "As much as I want to…all of you have shown with your valiant resistance tonight that you might be a thorn in our side for our plans here, after all."

She draws her sword, "Therefore, as my Lord, the Seventh Anguis of Ouroboros commanded me to ensure the success of our plan in Sutherland, I, Duvalie the Swift have a duty to make sure Thors Branch Campus won't interfere with our plan!"

…worth a try.

I turn to Ash and Sidney, "Go ahead and join Instructor Michael without me."

"Wha—Jessica, you're not…"

"Don't go acting all cool, prissy girl!"

I shake my head, "We won't win against her regardless, even were we to fight her together. Better to have some of us go to where we could actually be of help."

"Oh, you know you can't win, but you're fighting me regardless?"

"If all of us run, you would most likely give a chase."

Duvalie nods, "Naturally."

I sigh, "In that case, that scenario will simply lead to you joining up with Shirley, as we would be running in that direction."

"Ugh, don't remind me.", she replied.

I turn back to Ash and Sidney, "As you can see. The most optimal scenario here is to leave one person behind, she most likely will go to Shirley afterward, but the hope is she's delayed enough that by that time, Shirley would already be defeated."

"Still…that one person left behind will…", Sidney complained.

"I have some passing history with her, might as well be me. I'll be fine."

"Tch, fine. Whatever, you better be! I still have some bones to pick with you!", Ash said as he starts running.

"Yeah, good luck, Jessica! You can do this!", added Sidney as he too starts running.

…I think they have the wrong impression that I'm making a heroic sacrifice or something. Duvalie won't kill me…I think…pretty sure.

"You're done?"

I turn to Duvalie and raise my spear in response.

Duvalie nods, "I see. Show me that your spearmanship no longer brings shame to my Lord!"

And with that Duvalie rushes at me with incredible speed.

I barely managed to bring up my spear to block, before I jump back to put some distance between us.

"Too slow!"

Duvalie is already behind me, raising her sword.

I torque my body halfway, and with one hand aim my spear at her neck. Duvalie tilts her head to avoid my strike and jumps back.

I push forward and sent a javelin of icy chill at her.

In response, Duvalie's sword is ablaze with flame as she nonchalantly strikes at my attack, making it vanish.

She then dashes forward, this time, her sword crackles with lightning. I barely manage to avoid it by sidestepping, but the lightning in her sword crackles, hitting a large swath of area, making me reel from the shock of being hit by lightning. Duvalie then brings her sword upward, I roll to the left to dodge, but not before it grazes my face.

"Hmm…well at least you're not a complete failure now.", Duvalie remarked.

Rude! Even back then I wasn't a complete failure and you know it!

She continues, "What do they call you, nowadays? Snow Princess? Do you like cute names like that?"

"I didn't choose the name!"

"Well, whatever…you like to use ice, do you? Let's see how you deal with this, then!"

Duvalie's sword glows and ice crystalizes on it.

You have lightning, flame, and ice?! Pick one and stick with a theme, damn it!

Duvalie rushes toward me.

Keep playing defensive is no good, I have to take the initiative. And so I also rush at her and meet her halfway.

I dodge her icy blade, and even as I avoid it, I can feel the chill from it…it's colder than my ice. She's just that much better. Well, I'll still give it my best attempt!

I give her a few series of rapid thrusts.

She dodges one. Deflects another one with her sword. Another one dodged. And another. One blocked with her kite shield.

She swings her sword at me, I parry with the flat side of my spear, forcing an opening before I thrust forward. She dodges, but it's a feint, as I relax my grip and change direction.

Duvalie looks surprised for a fraction of a second before she jumps back, but not before I draw blood.

"A feint…", Duvalie said as she wipes the blood from her cheek.

"Well…There was this certain lady in knight armor that taught me how to feint convincingly by relaxing my grip so I may smoothly change direction…This was about, oh, two years ago in a certain aircraft."

She glares, "You cheeky little…!"

I don't let her finish as I jump and attempt to get her from the air.

"That's too obvious, you stupid girl!", she shouted as she sidesteps several paces from her original location.

That's fine, because a certain Shishou from the land of shadow showed me that spears are…

Meant to be thrown!

I throw my spear at her fully imbued with ice and with incredible speed.

Taken by surprise, Duvalie opts to deflect my spear with her sword instead of dodging it, coating her sword in flames.

My spear meets her sword, and though its momentum stopped, the ice explodes from the tip of my spear, crystalizing the area around it. My spear then reverses course and returns to my hand, by the same principle that Laura can drag people with light and how I imbue it with ice in the first place, cool anime martial arts techniques.

Duvalie, though unscathed, is now stuck to the ground as ice freezes part of her heels to the layer of ice below her.

I take the chance and rush at her, aiming for her neck. She deflected it with her sword, I bring my spear down for a downward slash, blocked by her kite shield.

I step back a bit and jump…this time, she can't move. She raised her shield and my strike with the full force of gravity hit it.

She grunts, amazingly managing to hold my entire weight with her shield, before forcing me to jump back as she brings her sword coated in flame through where I was just a few moments ago.

She then slices through the ice holding her down, melting them.

Duvalie glares at me, "All right, brat. Play time's over!"

She then rushes at me with incredible speed that I barely managed to block. Before I know it, she's already disappeared from my field of vision and only instinct allows me to duck as she swings from behind me. She's then suddenly in front of me, slashing upward, I barely deflected it.

There's only one thing left I can do.

"Kneel! For—"

"Fool! I helped you perfect that technique! And it's still too slow!"

I didn't manage to finish my chant before Duvalie rushes at me. I strike at her, but it simply goes through…an actual afterimage of your entire body?! How fast is she moving?! I know this is anime but there's a limit to—

Before I could finish my thought, I feel a sharp pain in my back, as I fall forward.

I stand up as fast as I could, gasping for air, and assessing the situation.

…It's not that deep of a cut. I know she won't actually kill me. I ready my stance once more.

Duvalie sighs, "You still want to keep going? I suppose you've improved quite a lot since the last time we met…but you are still far from being my match—"

She suddenly rolls to the left to avoid a blade of light that splits the ground it passes through.

"Then I shall show you your match."

"You!" Duvalie glares at someone behind me.

Laura rushes past me straight towards Duvalie, she's already chanting while moving.

"Behold…the soul of Arseid."

Her sword glows brightly as she becomes almost like a streak of light that dashes through Duvalie, the knight barely blocking it.

The streak of light that is Laura comes back for Duvalie, and again, and again. Each time, Duvalie was barely able to block or deflect.

Laura finally stops in front of her and brings down her sword in one magnificent slash that seems to split into three. The light around her coalesced into that of feathers.

"Radiant Phoenix Blade!"

Despite blocking with her shield, Duvalie was pushed back by its sheer force. And was forced to kneel for a few seconds before regaining her composure.

"So…powerful. Laura Arseid…you've gotten much stronger!"

Laura smiles, "I certainly have. At long last…I can fight you on equal ground!"

She then turns to me, "Leave this to me. Besides, I believe you will be needed elsewhere soon enough."

"What do you…?"

Just then, Instructor Michael's voice resounds throughout the camp, "We have defeated and captured Shirley Orlando! Class IX! Bring out the soldats! Orlando, Crawford, Vander, and Schleiden are to board them and assist Schwarzer on his Divine Knight to take care of the remaining archaisms!"

Duvalie looks furious, "That idiot girl got captured?! She should have just listened to me, damn it!"

She then starts turning back to retreat.

"Are you running away from our duel?", Laura asked.

Duvalie winces in response, "Sorry but…my Lord's need comes first, I can't afford to be caught here. We'll settle this next time!"

She then summons two archaisms—or rather cancels their cloaking, two hulking metallic knights with shields and axes stand between us and her.

Were they here the whole time?!

Laura readies her sword, "I'll take care of them, go and board the soldat."

I nod and run toward the train containing the soldats.

With four soldats and Valimar, we easily take care of the remaining archaisms, and thanks to Elliot, none of us suffer any serious injuries.

Unfortunately, Duvalie escaped, as Laura reports with disappointment. However, with the capture of Shirley Orlando, it would be hard to say that this does not result in a victory for us, Thors Branch Campus.

Shirley is currently held in the cargo bay as our prisoner. With the Instructors handling her interrogation to see if we could find out more about their plans here. Regardless, we are planning to hand her off to the Imperial Army comes tomorrow morning.

Everyone rejoices, happy that we won the conflict with Ouroboros and that our field exercise has been completed successfully…as if!

We're scheduled for two days here! JRPG story structure dictates that more is still going to happen tomorrow!

A.N. : So here we are, first major change from Canon. 

Oh by the way for those unfamiliar with the game

Chapter Text

A.N. So, you know how I write last chapter that Pablo had an Irish accent? Turns out he has a Scottish instead? I've changed it, but I'm not a native speaker, let alone one that is an expert in Scottish accent, so...yeah.

"Oh, you're already awake."

I turn to look at Juna who had just entered our room and is looking at me sitting on my bed.

I nod, then make a shushing motion with my hand as I gesture to the rest of the room occupants who are still asleep.

She shrugs and climbs over to my bed so we can talk quietly.

"Your shift's up. Lucky you…you get the shift with Randy and Leonora. My shift was with Ash and Instructor Rean.", Juna said before propping herself on my bed next to me, face down.

By shift, she means watching over our 'guest' in the cargo bay.

"I've been curious for a while, but…what is with your antipathy toward Instructor Rean? I know that he's the Ashen Chevalier, but surely you've spent enough time with him that you know he doesn't quite agree with our central government's stances on many things, including Crossbell.", I asked her.

" 's noone of y'rbusiness.", Juna slurred as she buried her face in the pillow.

She then turns to her side for a bit to yawn and continues, "Leave me aloneee...too sleepy."

"…You do know that though we share a bunk bed, yours is the one below?", I asked sarcastically.

Juna groans, "Too tired to get back down, just let me sleep here."

I sigh, "Fine, you can have the bed."

"Good. Get going already.", Juna replied before burying her face back in the pillow.

I climb down, get dressed, and pick up my spear before heading out.

As I was about to head from car 4 to car 5, I hear a voice calling out to me.

"Hey...Morning, Jessica."

I turn back at am greeted by Leonora's tanned sleepy face, her hair let down instead of the usual ponytail.

"Good morning, Leonora.", I greet her.

She yawns, "Crazy night yesterday, huh? Heard you go one on one with the knight lady?"

"In technicality I suppose, though referring to it as 'one on one' gives it much more gravitas than what was essentially a one-sided match."

Leonora steps beside me and knocks on the door to the cargo bay, "That just means you got some guts taking her on like that. Kept her busy enough for us to catch the other one, anyway."

A moment later, Instructor Randy opens the door, I can see Shirley sitting down in a corner with a handcuff.

Shirley notices us and sent us a grin, "Oh, hey! It's Snowy girl and…sorry, don't know your name, but I remember you from last night, you're pretty okay I guess."

That was such a casual greeting that one would think she's not a prisoner in the enemy camp.

Instructor Randy sighs and leads us to her location after locking the door, "Hey you two. Sorry that you guys have to wake up this early for my psychotic cousin."

"Rude! You're so mean now, Dolphy. Where'd the Dolphy that used to train me gone to? Do I need to start calling you big bro again?"

Instructor Randy rolls his eyes, "Please don't. That Randy has gone to the same place the somewhat innocent Shirley gone, disappeared into the ether."

…You know, just from their banter, they do sounds like cousins.

Instructor Randy continues, "How come you're still here, anyway? I thought Ouroboros have teleportation technology. They're not giving them out to newbies or what?"

Shirley shakes her head, "Nope, I have 'em. I can go anytime I want. But…you guys were pretty good last night, so I figured I'd let you guys have a crack at capturing me."

She then sighs, "Been boring so far though. Was expecting you guys to at least rough me up a bit to get info."

"Erebonian military is expected to treat prisoners humanely, and since we are an Erebonian Military Academy, naturally such principles apply to us as well.", I answered her.

She gives me an unimpressed skeptical look, "That the line you're gonna feed me? Really?"

"…Erebonian military is indeed expected to treat prisoners humanely…officially, anyway.", I admitted.

Shirley smiles wickedly, "That's what I thought. Your government gives us an official sanction to brutally slaughter the terrorist at Orchis Tower two years ago, yeah? You know, I remember their leader, the glasses guy, made a really funny face after I shot him in—"

Instructor Randy glares at her and cuts her off, "Shirley. Enough."

"What? They're training to be soldiers right? Can't shield 'em from stuff like this forever."

"Shirley!"

Shirley sighs, "Ugh…fine. You've gone soft, Dolphy. I mean, I already know from two years ago, but come on."

Instructor Randy just clicks his tongue in frustration.

Shirley then turns to Leonora, "Well…whatever. Anyway, like I said earlier. You're pretty okay last night, can see you're not as green as most of them last night. What's your deal? Involved in the civil war like Snowy girl there, or something?"

"Uh…well…", Leonora said with hesitation.

Instructor Randy shakes his head, "You don't have to indulge her if you don't want to."

Leonora continues, "No it's fine, Instructor. Not that I'm trying to hide or anything."

She then turns to me, I guess Instructor Randy already knows, "I used to be part of an escort fleet, the Silver Whale."

"Oh. I see…I think I remember hearing about them being…"

She nods at me, "Yep, disbanded after the civil war by the government."

Escort fleet huh? To my understanding, they're essentially pirate crews that offer their services for a price, mostly to guard commercial boats, hence 'Escort Fleet'.

Shirley laughs, "Haha, escort fleet, huh? You guys are called jaegers of the sea, right? Yeah...that'll do it, I guess."

Leonora smirks, "Heh, though you better not underestimate the rest of my friends. They might be still new at this, but they're good."

Shirley nods, "Oh, I know. They're still pretty green, but they've got potential. Speaking of…"

She then turns to Instructor Randy, "Yo, Dolphy, can you like, tell them that they're welcome to sign up with our corps once they graduate?"

"Hell no! I ain't gonna be your recruiter agent, I left you guys for a reason, damn it!", Instructor Randy replied immediately.

Shirley pouts in response, "Aw…some of our boys still want you back though. Especially those guys you trained when they were newbies."

"Nope. Not coming back.", Instructor Randy said, though a moment later he sighs, "Those guys still doing good?"

"Yeah. A few couples of them died, but most of the guys you trained are still around.", Shirley replied.

"…I see.", Instructor Randy replied, somewhat solemnly.

Shirley shakes her head, "But no, seriously. Daddy already sorta accepted you leaving ever since you and your friends beat him up, but lots of our guys still want you back and take up Uncle Baldur's old title."

"Heh. I'll pass. The War God? That's so cliché, Red Reaper is much cooler.", Instructor Randy said before turning to Leonora and me,

"Right, you guys? Red Reaper's better, yeah?"

Leonora smiled in amusement, "Ah..well…I do think the War God sounds like lotta power behind it, but when you put it that way, Instructor…"

"It does lack some degree of panache, yes.", I agreed.

Instructor Randy nods, "Right? That generation sucks with name, like the Zephyr's old boss was Jaeger King. Kinda lame, pretty sure if you ask Fie, she wouldn't want to trade her stylish Sylphid for Jaeger Queen too."

"Hey! Daddy is in that generation and his title is cool.", Shirley protested.

Instructor Randy scratches the back of his head, "Okay, yeah, Uncle Sigmund's Ogre Rosso is cool, I'll give him that."

He then turns to Shirley and adds sarcastically, "Shit, maybe he should be the one that named my old man's title, then I'll have some incentive to return and take over."

"Aw…man, curse Uncle Baldur's bad naming sense! No wonder your name is Randolph, kinda tacky."

"Oi, except for that one! The old man did well on that. And speak for yourself! You called yourself Bloody Shirley, that's just an adjective added to your name! Damn, at least Ouroboros had some sense to give you a better title."

…Yeah. Seeing them banter like this, really shows that they are family, huh? A messed up one for sure, but I guess it's more complicated than 'my family does unsavory things for a living, they're bad, therefore I hate them' kinda deal.

For the rest of our shift, Leonora and I are treated to top-tier 'cousins trying to one-up each other on shit-talking' show.

Wish I had popcorn.

After two hours, our shift ended with Kurt and Altina replacing us, while Instructor Randy stayed since Instructors have longer shifts because there are fewer of them.

I said goodbye to Leonora as she remarked wanting to get some more sleep and headed back to her room. I, on the other hand, decided to take a shower and have breakfast afterward.

As I enter Car 3, there are only a few people there, well, it's still 6.00, quite some time until the morning briefing at 8.

There's Tita, who has the morning kitchen shift and still preparing our breakfast, and there's only one occupied table, surprisingly by Juna, Tatiana, the quiet girl from Class IX with blond hair tied in a bun, she never really talks much so I don't know her that well, pretty sure she's Viscount Meier's daughter though.

…And the final person on that table is…Valerie, the silver-haired girl from North Ambria whom I never really talk to because while not explicitly antagonistic pretty sure she has some strong feelings about Erebonian, especially nobles.

Juna waves at me, ah great, now it'd be awkward to sit someplace else.

I approach their table and turn to Juna, "I'm surprised you're already up."

Juna sighs, "That idiot Kurt accidentally woke me up when he came by to get Altina for their shift. Honestly, he has no tact, just entering one of the girls' rooms like that. I'm too annoyed to get back to sleep after."

In other words, like any tsundere heroine worth her salt, you let the main character stay in your head rent-free.

"To be fair, we are in a military academy, distinctions like that normally are less pronounced, our campus is the exception. Even Thors' main campus has done away with this particular Thors tradition." I replied.

"Still…"

I shrug, "Well, I am not about to argue regarding Kurt's lack of tact in general though."

Juna nods, "Yes! Exactly, see, you get it."

I take my seat in the empty chair next to Tatiana and greet the rest of the table, "Good morning, Valerie and Tatiana."

"G-good morning, Jessica.", Tatiana greets back with some stutter.

Valerie, meanwhile, simply nods at me.

Juna looks between Valerie and me, finally noticing a bit of the awkwardness.

"Uh…Hey…uh…Jessica, what do we have on the agenda today?", Juna asked.

"In the morning, we have that visit to Dreknor Fortress, in the afternoon, we will be doing some more errands around Sutherland", I answered.

Juna turns to Valerie and Tatiana, "Oh yes, Dreknor Fortress! You two already went there yesterday, right? What's it like?"

"It's…a bit scary.", Tatiana answered.

Valerie raise one of her eyebrows, "What do you have to be scared of? You're Erebonian. A noble, even."

Tatiana winces, "W-well…"

Valerie continues, "I mean…it's sobering for outsiders like me, I guess. But you Erebonian nobles should like that huge army, right? You guys can continue to annex more countries and all that."

"U-umm…"

Juna interjects, "Uh…Valerie, maybe you should tone it down a bit."

Juna, you used to be like that in the beginning, you know.

Valerie shrugs, "What, that's the truth, right? You're from Crossbell, so you know how it is."

I sigh and come to Tatiana's defense, "It's not as if we Erebonian nobles are particularly favored in the current political climate."

"If you guys didn't lose all credibility from the civil war, the Blood and Iron Chancellor would never gain so much power.", she retorted.

…She's not wrong. There has been a growing distrust from the common masses toward the nobility, and Duke Cayenne's and former Duke Albarea's actions during the civil war absolutely destroyed what's left of that trust.

But…that's simply the state of nobility throughout Zemuria post-orbal revolution, not just Erebonia,

"You're not wrong…it's not as if the same didn't happen in North Ambria, though. Following the Salt Pale, instead of helping with the relief effort, Prince Balmund and his family fled the country, throwing the government into chaos."

Valerie scowls, "Oh, I know full well what North Ambria's ruling family did during the Salt Pale. Erebonia's occupation of it can be traced to them being a coward and abandoning North Ambria."

The Salt Pale, the disaster that struck North Ambria almost 30 years ago, where a mysterious pillar appeared suddenly, turning its surrounding area into salt for three days before it stopped, though at that point the entirety of North Ambria had been turned to salt, devastating their economy and making them the poorest country in Zemuria.

Juna replies before I could, "C-come on, Valerie. I know how you feel, but there's no guarantee that North Ambria will be occupied forever, right? You're making Tatiana uncomfortable."

Valerie shakes her head, "No…I'm pretty sure it'll be part of Erebonia for the foreseeable future, same with Crossbell."

"Huh? Why do you say that?", Juna asked.

Valerie sighs, "You'll understand too once you see Dreknor Fortress. Dreknor Fortress is only a small part of Erebonian total military, but I can't imagine any country winning an armed conflict with Erebonia now. Not even Calvard."

She then stops for a moment before standing up, "Sorry, I think I've said too much. I'll go."

"H-hey, Valerie, wait!", Juna called after her but to no avail.

I sigh, "I knew this would happen."

"T-that's why I was h-hesitant to sit with Valerie earlier.", Tatiana adds looking at Juna.

Juna sends an apologetic look at Tatiana, "Sorry, I know Valerie was from North Ambria, but she never really talks much, so I didn't know she has issues with Erebonian nobles."

I look at the two of them, "How exactly did the three of you end up sitting together? I understand Juna not being aware of the issue, but Tatiana, you're in Valerie's class, right?"

Tatiana nods, "Y-yes. But umm…I met Juna as I was heading here, and when we entered Valerie was already there, and umm…Juna kind of insisted to sit with her."

Juna sighs, "You should have just told me about Valerie's issue with nobles. I just thought it'd be nice to sit together."

"B-but…"

The rumors are right. They say Viscount Meier shelters his daughter too much to the point she has little self-confidence when talking to others. Why is she in a military academy?

I turn to Tatiana, "Next time, if there are some issues of import, you should speak up. Not doing so would not only be detrimental to yourself but also possibly to other people."

"Y-yes.", Tatiana replied.

I then turn to Juna, "And you, you need to understand that you can inadvertently come across as pushy at times, especially to someone like Tatiana."

Juna winces, "Right. Sorry, Tatiana."

"It's okay. I'm…at fault as well.", Tatiana replies

Considering their personality, Juna—as well-meaning as she was—probably ended up pressuring Tatiana and she just went along with it.

"A-anyway...", Juna said changing the topic before turning to Tatiana,

"The Dreknor Fortress, is it really as impressive as Valerie said?"

Tatiana nods, "Yes. I've…always known that we were powerful militarily, b-but it's different from actually seeing it."

Juna continues her line of questioning, "Even to the point Calvard can't compete? Aren't they supposed to be Erebonia's rival as the two superpowers?"

Tatiana looks unsure how to answer, so I interject, "Calvard has always been somewhat lagging behind Erebonia militarily, they mainly posed a challenge on economic and cultural fronts, of course, they have a sizable enough army that Erebonia cannot afford to go to war against them. At least, that was the case before Chancellor Osborne took power."

"So now the Erebonian army is big enough to take on Calvard without any issue?", Juna asked looking concerned.

I continue, "Not without issue, no, but enough that seen from the calculus of war it would most likely be in the range of acceptable losses. Ever since Chancellor Osborne rose to power, by annexing many neighboring states, Erebonia gain enough revenue to increase the gap between us and Calvard militarily. His magnum opus is, of course, the annexation of Crossbell, the economic center of the world."

"That's…"

Tatiana nods, "I-I don't know how we would fare against Calvard, but…seeing Dreknor Fortress, with the army stationed there… really makes one realize how powerful Erebonia is. For me…it's a bit t-terrifying imagining how much destruction we could cause."

"Okay, nice job capturing Bloody Shirley, guys—whoops, it's Sanguine Ogre now, huh? We'll take it over from here."

Major Lechter is standing in front of us, Branch Campus students and instructors in our field exercise camp, congratulating us for last night.

Instructor Michael nods, "Of course, Major Arundel. However, you should know she claimed that she is able to go anytime she wants via the Society's teleportation technology."

Major Lechter waves him off, "Yeah…We definitely won't be able to hold her past around noon, today."

"That's…a very specific time frame, Major. Is there anything we should know?", Instructor Michael asked with concern

"Nah, just my personal assessment. So, having said that, I'll just go ahead and ask her some questions here instead of taking her into the Intelligence Division's custody.", Major Lechter said as he starts walking toward the door to Car 5.

…something's going to happen, isn't it? I know it.

Major Michael sighs and then turns to us, "We will now continue our field exercise, report to your instructors for further details of your task for today. Dismissed!"

As instructed, we Class VII approach Instructor Rean.

"Instructor, we get to go to the fortress now, right?", Juna asked.

He nods, "Yeah. Like yesterday, apparently, they're kind enough to send an armored car here to pick up the students. We're just waiting for it now."

"I heard from Sidney. It's not quite what I expected, I…had imagined them to be more spartan, asking us to walk all the way there.", remarked Kurt.

Elliot chimes in from beside Instructor Rean, "Ah, Dad said that it's a token of his appreciation for helping with security matters in Sutherland."

Juna is looking at Elliot, seemingly thinking of something. Actually, I know what she's thinking.

"You were thinking that based on how Elliot looks, General Craig must have looked out of place as an army general, weren't you?", I whispered to her.

"H-how did you…?"

I shrug, "You have quite the one-track mind, after all."

"Hey!"

Altina joins our conversation, "I concur. Besides, you don't have the best 'poker face', and thus, I believe this is what the expression 'Wearing one's heart on one's sleeve' means."

Juna sighs, "Not you too, Allie."

Oh wow, look at Altina using idioms. She has leveled up the Human skill. I'm proud of her.

I turn to Juna, "Well, I'll have you know that General Craig doesn't look out of place at all as an army general, in fact, he looks exactly how one might think of an Erebonian army general."

"Uh-huh. All right, I'll take your word for it."

Kurt ignores our entire exchange and turns to Instructor Rean, "Instructor, the woman in knight armor is still at large, correct? Are we not going to look for her?"

"Well…", Instructor Rean started.

Elliot chimes in, "Did Major Arundel ask you to?"

Instructor Rean sighs, "Not as of now, though I wouldn't be surprised if he pulls another Imperial decree as usual."

"Imperial decree?", Juna asked.

"The highest legal proclamation and most binding order the Erebonian government can issue.", I replied.

"Indeed, this is how Rean is called to action for the past two years.", Laura added.

Fie smiles, "A little act of rebellion for ol' Rean here. If he had to do something he doesn't agree with, he'd force our Chancellor to issue the highest order possible."

Instructor Rean shakes his head, "It's not quite a 'rebellion', really. Things just ended up this way. I had declined some of the missions until they issued the decrees, and now they just issued one every time just in case."

"…But surely you don't need to be forced to fight against the Society? This isn't the same as the Reformist faction's political ploy—wait, unless…", Kurt started asking before he trailed off.

Instructor Rean nods, "It's probably exactly as you think, yes."

"Huh? What are you two talking about?", Juna asked completely lost.

"Is it because by sending Instructor Rean, that would serve as a 'justification' to not send in the army?", I asked.

Kurt replies, "That is what I was thinking, yes."

Fie nods, "Yup, you two got it right. Full marks."

"I see, by sending Instructor Rean, the Imperial Government can claim that they did address the situation. Since no major incident has technically occurred, they would claim that sending in the army is premature and would incite panic.", reasoned Altina.

Elliot adds, "Yes, besides Valimar alone is well worth several squads of soldat in terms of firepower, so they could claim that sending in the Ashen Chevalier might be the better choice rather than mobilizing the army which would be more conspicuous."

"And of course, owing to Rean's well-beloved status as the Ashen Chevalier, should something goes wrong—or rather when, as I am quite sure they are counting on it—the media would put blame on the Sutherland Provincial Army. And if nothing goes wrong, since the Ashen Chevalier is associated with the central government by the people at large, the Chancellor's faction still benefits.", Laura finished.

"I-I see…but—"

A jovial voice interrupts Juna,

"Wow, you guys sure are quick on the uptake."

Major Lechter is walking toward us.

"Are you done with the interrogation, Major?", Instructor Rean asked.

Major Lechter shrugs, "More or less…she's not saying much, but I managed to gleam enough to get the gist of it. But eh, anyway, got something for ya, Schwarzer."

He then pulls out a dark blue folder, opens it, and shows Instructor Rean an official-looking letter, signed by Giliath Osborne, Chancellor of Erebonia.

"Ashen Chevalier, Rean Schwarzer…", Major Lechter starts reading.

"The following orders are on behalf of the Imperial government. Uncover the purpose behind the Society's advances in the Sutherland province and put a stop to them."

"…Orders accepted.", Instructor Rean replied.

Major Lechter nods, "Good. I was afraid you'd be done with all this after North Ambria's annexation."

Fie snorts, "It's not as if he could decline with an Imperial decree."

"True, but it's not like Schwarzer is just going to let this kind of thing be and risk a crisis, right?", replied Major Lechter.

Instructor Rean sighs, "I'm not about to accept the way you guys do things. But yes, if there is a crisis and I have the power to do something about it…"

"See?", Major Lechter said giving the rest of us an 'I told you so' look.

"The fact that Rean feels he should help does not wash away the dishonorable acts of your faction in handling this matter.", Laura replied coldly, glaring at Major Lechter.

Major Lechter sighs, "Yeesh, tell your girlfriend to lay off on me, would you, Schwarzer? Or wait, is that the blonde one? Man…you have so many I can't keep up."

Instructor Rean simply gives him an unimpressed look.

Major Lechter relents and shrugs, "Fine, fine. Listen, if you actually succeed and nothing bad happens, that'd be cool with me, you know? Some people in the reformist faction might hope you fail, but personally, I'd be happy if you can take care of it."

"…and is Chancellor Osborne among those people?", Instructor Rean asked with an odd look.

Major Lechter looks unsure how to answer for a second before shrugging again, "Dunno. Hard to make heads or tails of the old man, even for me."

"I see."

"Yep, that's how it is."

Major Lechter then turns to the rest of us, "So, you bringing any of 'em, Schwarzer?"

"I—"

Laura cuts Instructor Rean off, "Fie, Elliot, and I will of course aid you."

"…you guys sure?", Instructor Rean asked.

Fie nods, "Yup. You even have to ask?"

"This will be hard on your own, right? If the Imperial government won't move its army to support you, we'll just have to pick up the slack.", added Elliot.

Laura turns to Major Lechter challengingly, "I presume that won't be a problem?"

Major Lechter gives her a lopsided smile, "Nope. Not that there's anything we can do to stop you guys legally or otherwise. Nothing that wouldn't be too troublesome to do, anyway."

"In that case, I will also—"

Instructor Rean cuts Altina off, "No. Altina, you stay with the rest of Class VII."

Ah…I thought this might happen.

"Wait?! We're not coming with you?"

"You're leaving us behind?"

Juna and Kurt complain.

Instructor Rean shakes his head, "The order was for the Ashen Chevalier, not Rean Schwarzer, Instructor of Branch Campus. Meaning, that this mission is not affiliated with Thors Military Academy Branch Campus, nor its field exercise. As your instructor, I can't drag you guys into my personal business."

Yep. Here it is, the usual, 'let the old guards take care of this' scene. Naturally, by the laws of anime tropes, we'll eventually be dragged in one way or another.

"B-but I need to provide support…"

"Regardless of your particular circumstances, right now, you are a student of the Branch Campus.", Instructor Rean replied firmly, he then turns to Major Lechter,

"Isn't that right, Major?"

Major Lechter nods, "Right now, you're not a member of the Intelligence Division, but a student in the Branch Campus. So…yeah, I'd say your instructor has the final say."

"But…I…"

Instructor Rean smiles at Altina, "I think this is a good opportunity for you,"

He then turns to the rest of us, "For all of you, actually. You're going to Dreknor Fortress, I'm sure some of the other students already told you but it left an impression on them."

Instructor Rean continues, "When we visited Garrelia Fortress, it also left an impression on us. I think this would be a valuable experience for you guys. I want all of you to go and see with your own eyes the current reality of the Empire. And think deeply about what living in this reality means for each of you."

"Let me confirm something.", Kurt said.

Instructor Rean looks at him and nods,

Kurt looks at him firmly and asks, "Last night, you told me to seek what lies beyond. Does assisting you in this mission not count?"

Last night? Huh…I guess I missed the old protag-new protag mentoring scene. Oh well, I'm just a heroine—the secondary losing one at that—can't be expected to be present for all the MC's important scenes.

Instructor Rean thinks for a while before finally answering, "Perhaps, but it doesn't have to be…I still cannot bring you with me as you are right now. You are not good enough."

Kurt flinches.

Instructor Rean doesn't miss a beat and continues, "I did tell you to find what lies beyond, something that you wish to find at the end of your path of the sword, but you don't have to risk your life finding it, you know. As I said, I'm sure visiting the fortress will help broaden your perspective."

Kurt still looks adamant, and Juna seems ready to tell Instructor Rean off for just dismissing Altina and Kurt like that.

I guess I have to step in here.

"Let's acquiesce to Instructor Rean's wish."

"Huh?"

"But, Jessica!"

I sigh, "I know that it's frustrating. I would be lying were I to say this doesn't frustrate me as well. Nevertheless, the fact remains that none of us are at the point where we could directly fight against the Society. Last night should have shown you that much."

Kurt frowns, "Well…"

Juna turns to me still somewhat adamant, "Sure, but he doesn't have to say it that way!"

I reply, "Consider it from his perspective too. As our instructor, he is responsible for all of us, it's not quite as simple as whether Instructor Rean trusts our ability or not. He has duties on behalf of Thors Military Academy Branch Campus vested in him from our families. Should something happen, he would be the one to inform our families and be held accountable. If you were in his position, would you endanger your students?"

"Well, I...yeah. I guess not.", Juna admitted.

"In that case, I do not have family, so—"

I interrupted Altina, "I do not know the nature of your exact relation, but is Millium not your family?"

"That's…"

"Wouldn't that be far harder for Instructor Rean? Millium is not merely family of his students, but also a close friend of his."

Altina was silent for a moment before turning to Instructor Rean, "Is that true?"

Instructor Rean nods, "Yeah. I wouldn't know what to tell Millium if you got hurt—or Aidios forbid, worse—on my watch. So please, Kurt and Juna too."

Altina finally nods, "I…understand. Though I'm still against it, I will comply."

"Likewise, if you are speaking out of duty for your position as our instructor, I suppose there is nothing else I can say.", Kurt adds.

Juna sighs, "Fine, but geez Instructor, can't you just say that instead of trying to sound pretentious and tough? Why'd Jessica have to do the talking for you?"

Instructor Rean laughs sheepishly, "Haha, sorry. But you know, I really do think visiting the fortress is a worthwhile experience for you guys. Though, I guess I do still need to work on this instructor thing."

"Not like Sara could be a good example.", Fie shrugged.

Elliot turns to her, "She's not that bad."

Instructor Rean nods, "Yes, I'm actually starting to realize how impressive she was at juggling everything."

"Truly?", Laura remarked.

"Nah, I doubt Sara was thinking much of anything.", added Fie.

Damn, way to dunk on your old instructor.

Afterward, thankfully the situation was resolved relatively amicably.

Old Class VII dunk on their old instructor for a bit more while Instructor Rean defends her, probably more sympathetic now that he's also an instructor. Major Lechter sometimes chime in with his own wild take, which led old Class VII to go 'she's not that…actually, I can imagine her doing that.'

We, new Class VI, meanwhile, go to requisition supply for our activity today. I end up on the general supply run today, so I get our supply from Stark and return to our meeting point first.

Instructor Rean meets me there, as he decided to wait for a bit until the car arrives and sends us off before leaving with the rest of old Class VII.

He approaches me, "Thanks for speaking up earlier."

I shrug, "I do think that was the wisest course of action."

I did say I would try to follow the plot, but I also said if I can prevent them from making a stupid decision, I would.

Besides, let's be honest, if this is really important, most likely the law of causality will ensure us being involved later on, anyway.

Instructor Rean nods, "I see. You know, you're so mature sometimes that I almost feel like I'm the younger one between the two of us."

Well…from a certain point of view, I guess. Though I'm quite sure my body significantly affects my mind and personality.

I've come to the realization a couple of years back that rather than ▅▅▅▅▅ reborn, Jessica with his memory is a more accurate description of my current self. I don't even remember my old name ever since I was reborn.

"Jessica?"

"My apologies, Instructor. I was lost in thought."

"Right. Well thanks, regardless.", Instructor Rean said.

You know, I might have defended him earlier, but…

I turn to him, "Instructor, despite the fact that I defended you earlier…in truth, I think you are being quite hypocritical."

He flinches.

"I fully understand your line of thinking that we are not yet capable enough, but in your current state wouldn't that also apply to you? At this moment, you could barely surpass Kurt in fighting prowess.", I continue.

"It's not as if I could decline…"

I shake my head, "Perhaps not, but the point stands, if it is too dangerous for us, it is too dangerous for you as well, Instructor. And even then, you still attempted to dissuade Laura and the rest when they offered their help, did you not?"

He sighs, "I…you're right. Sorry."

He then smiles sardonically at me, "I guess I was doing it again, huh?"

I decided to reply with sarcasm, "Yes. Yes, you did. Should I be insulted that you seem to have already forgotten our conversation, despite my tears-stained face?"

Instructor Rean rubs the back of his head sheepishly, "Ahaha…no, no. I still remember our conversation that time, I promise."

"It doesn't seem that way from my perspective."

"Well, I—"

"Hmm? What conversation?"

Fie suddenly chimes in from behind us.

"F-fie? Since when were you here?", Instructor Rean asked.

She shrugs, "Quite a while. What's this conversation with Jessica crying?"

Instructor Rean glances at me for a bit before answering, "It's nothing, really."

Fie looks at him and then at me,

"…suspicious. I'm telling Laura and the others.", she deadpans

"W-wait, no. It's not what you're thinking."

"Yes, Instructor was—"

"Man, Schwarzer. Who needs romantic comedy flicks if you're here?"

Major Lechter approaches us and gives a lazy wave.

Fie narrows her eyes, "You're still here?"

He shrugs, "I was catching up with someone."

"Someone? Is it Instructor Randolph? You two have known each other since the entire Crossbell debacle two years ago, right?", Instructor Rean asked inquisitively.

"Eh…nah, but let's not talk about that. Let's talk about you, Sir Erebonian's Number One Sweetheart. I know you want to flex your game, but considering what I heard from Altina…Flexing on your student? Not cool, Schwarzer.", Major Lechter replied.

"Yeah, Rean. Not cool.", Fie agreed.

"As I keep saying, you guys are misunderstanding something.", Instructor Rean said with a sigh.

I was about to add to that, but Major Lechter speaks first,

"Man…you already got a blue-haired noble from a martial household, right? Don't be greedy. Ah, speaking of, can I borrow Schleiden? Got something to talk about."

Eh? What'd I do?

Instructor Rean steps between me and Major Lechter, "…Is something the matter, Major?"

"Chill, Schwarzer. You don't have to be so overprotective. I'm not going to hurt her or anything. I just have a conversation I want to continue from when we were talking shop about being student council presidents."

Oh. That conversation, this is about my 'guessing' thing, isn't it?

Instructor Rean looks at me.

I…guess might as well have the conversation with Major Lechter, it'll probably look more suspicious otherwise.

"I know what he is talking about. It's fine."

"You sure?", Instructor Rean asked.

I nod.

He still looks concerned but he eventually sighs and nods.

Meanwhile, Fie whispers from behind me, "We'll be here if anything happens."

"Thank you.", I whisper back before approaching Major Lechter. He nods, and we start walking away from Fie and Instructor Rean.

" 'Kay. Let's talk.", Major Lechter said once he felt we're far enough.

"What is it exactly we are talking about?"

"Come on, Schleiden, don't play dumb. You know…your guessing thing?"

I sigh, "It was nothing but a coincidence, Major. Under what basis do you think it something else?"

"Just feeling."

Feeling he says, so he really has some sort of future sight? Or wait, he can't be isekaid like me? But someone who actually knows the ga—no, his prediction is way too precise if it's just from a gamer's perspective. Especially since I'm a different Jessica than what he would know from the game, there's no way for him to predict my altercation with Ash would end the way it did. Then…

"Starting to figure out my schtick? Come now, don't be shy. I'm not going to think you're crazy.", he asked.

"Is it…some sort of precognition? Future sight?"

He looks at me curiously, "Future sight? Is that what you have? Nah, nothing that fancy. Yes on the precognition bit, though. I just have a very general feeling and sometimes random ideas pop up in my head. Most of them are usually right though. For example, when I saw you in that room, I just suddenly thought 'ah, she must be the student council president of the Branch Campus', no idea how exactly you becoming student council president went down though."

"…Is there a specific reason, you are divulging this to me?"

He grins, "To force you to join the Intelligence Division…is not what I'm here for, so don't worry about that one. Just curious, really. So, out with it, what's your deal?"

"Well…"

How do I put this in a way that doesn't sound just insane?

"…I can recognize patterns of events, is perhaps the best I could describe it."

"Hmm? Interesting, can you do it at will?"

I nod, "More or less."

Major Lechter continues, "But the accuracy of your prediction still depends on your interpretation of the pattern?"

"Yes."

"I see, so yours is more like Claire's than mine. Well maybe not, her thing is the mathematical calculations she used to do probability tests, yours is more abstract…"

I think he's thinking of something much more sophisticated than what I actually do. If I'm a servant in Fate, one of my skills will definitely be Clairvoyance (False) D+++

"…well, whatever. Not the main thing why I'm here for.", Major Lechter finished.

I narrow my eyes, "So what are you here for, Major?"

Major Lechter looks at me, "You're not really using it to warn anyone, right?"

I shake my head, "No. I don't quite know how to explain it."

"Well, your choice. Maybe…you might want to consider starting to though.", he replied

I guess the usual trope for characters with precognition is either people don't believe them so they stop warning people, or they dismissed their ability and do not warn people. Considering he just told me to start warning people, probably the second. Either way, usually it ends in someone close to them making some mistake that can be prevented if they had been given a warning.

Well, he already knows about my 'ability' so might as well ask him,

"Did you fail to warn someone close to you, of which the result was a catastrophic decision from that person?"

Major Lechter shrugs, "…Maybe. But damn, is this how it feels on the receiving end? Man, I'll sure to have more pity when I do it from now on."

"I am quite certain that it would be worse were you the one doing it. Your predictions are significantly more specific than mine."

"Yeah. Guess so, sometimes at least. So what do you think will happen today?", he asked.

Today? Well…

"I am not privy to the details, however, most likely an escalation of yesterday."

Because if we think of this field exercise as one arc, the stakes will keep ramping up until it reached the climax, and because we still have an entire day left, no way yesterday was the climax.

Major Lechter nods, "Yep. Same here. Well, that's it from me, you think about what I said earlier, okay?"

"…I will keep it in mind."

We then decide to finish our talk and return to where Fie and Instructor Rean were. When we get there, the rest of the group is already there, with an additional person in a military uniform…He looks kinda familiar, but he's a bit too generic looking for me to place a name.

Usually, if they're supposed to be relevant in the game, I'd know instantly because they look like main characters. But this one looks really generic, just a guy with short brown hair with a non-descript face in a military uniform. Sidney looks kinda plain too, but at least his hair is stylish enough.

Instructor Rean notices me first

"Everything's all right?", he asked me

Major Lechter sighs, "Yeesh, I keep telling you I'm not about to hurt her or anything. Cool your jets, Schwarzer."

From beside Instructor Rean, Laura adds, "Considering some of your unscrupulous actions thus far, some caution is prudent."

"H-hey, you guys. You shouldn't talk to a major like that.", the man in the military uniform interjected

Major Lechter looks at him and smirks, "See? At least someone here knows. Thanks, man, I'll send some flowers to your wedding."

The man looks surprised, "H-huh? Major Arundel, how did you know I'm engaged?"

Major Lechter waves him off, "Let's leave it at I have my ways…anyway, you're here to pick up Schwarzer's students?"

"Ah yes, please forgive me for not introducing myself, Major."

The guy then gives Major Lechter a salute, "Warrant officer Alan of the 4^th Armored Division, reporting to bring Thors Military Academy Branch Campus Class VII to Dreknor Fortress!"

Alan…Alan. Ah, that guy. Another one of Instructor Rean's old schoolmates that was also aboard the Courageous.

Again, not shy with cameos are you, developer?

Instructor Rean turns to him, "Right. I'll be leaving them with you then, Alan. Thanks."

Alan nods, "Of course, I'll take good care of your students, Rean. Good luck with your mission."

He then turns to me, "Oh, and nice to meet you again, Jessica. Do you remember me?"

I nod, "Of course, you were the Courageous' gunnery officer, correct?"

He smiles, "Yes. I'm glad you remember. Honestly, even Laura, Elliot, and Fie didn't recognize me at first, earlier."

"Ahaha, you just change quite a bit, Alan.", Elliot replied somewhat awkwardly.

Laura and Fie chime in with their own assurance,

"Indeed."

"Yep. Totally.

They definitely forgot, poor guy. His face design is very generic, I wonder if players playing the game recognize him after the time skip from Instructor Rean's games?

Instructor Rean turns to me and the rest of Class VII, "Anyway, I'll see you guys later, all right? Stay safe."

I reply, "Considering your mission, would that not be our line?"

Altina nods beside me, "Yes. That should be our line."

Instructor Rean smiles, "I'll be careful. I promise."

With the armored car Alan drives, it doesn't take long for us to reach Dreknor Fortress. The massive fortress tower over the surrounding area, and can already be seen from far ahead, but seeing it up close really emphasizes the sheer size of the military base.

"…This is Dreknor Fortress?", Juna gasped in amazement.

Alan laughs as he starts to park the car, "Haha, a bit intimidating, isn't it? I was intimidated too, the first time I came here."

"I've heard Uncle Zech describing Dreknor Fortress to me from when he was stationed here, but this is...", Kurt said as he looks around us.

I nod, "Everywhere the eyes can see, it's soldiers, tanks, and soldats."

Alan replies as he goes through the motion of parking the car, "Yeah. We, the 4^th Armored Division are among the largest regiment in the Erebonian military, larger than One-eyed Zech's 3^rd Armored Division, in fact."

"It is also said, that the 4^th Armored Division has the rawest firepower among all units in the army.", Altina adds.

"You sure know your stuff, as expected from the Intelligence Division. Wait, are you still in the Intelligence Division if you're Rean's student—Actually never mind, probably classified, forget I ask.", Alan replied

He then finished parking the car and opens the door.

Alan then gestures to the area around us, "Well everyone, let me formally welcome you to Dreknor Fortress."

"Good work getting them here, Warrant Officer Alan. I will take them to see the General."

A spiky blonde-haired man in a military uniform approaches. Ah, this guy. If Agate is a red-haired, hot-blooded Cloud Strife in appearance, this guy is just Cloud Strife but buff, and no Buster sword.

"Sir! Warrant Officer Alan reporting the arrival of Thors Military Academy Branch Campus Class VII, sir!", Alan said with a salute.

The other man gives him a short reciprocal salute in response, "Acknowledged. Return to your post, Warrant Officer."

"Yes, sir!"

Alan then turns to us and gives a small nod before heading off.

The blonde turns to us, "I am Lieutenant Colonel Neithardt, an adjutant to General Craig. I already know some of you, but nevertheless, it is good to meet you, Class VII."

Kurt nods, "It is good to see you again, Lieutenant Colonel."

"Of course, Kurt. Is Mueller well?", Colonel Neithardt replied.

Oh right, he's friends with Kurt's brother.

"Yes. He's currently stationed in Zender Gate with the rest of the 7^th Armored Division.", answered Kurt.

"I see. It's good to hear he's doing well all things considered."

The Lieutenant Colonel probably meant after being dismissed as Prince Olivert's bodyguard which had been his duty since they were both kids.

Colonel Neithardt then turns to me, "As for you, Schleiden. I suppose we have seen each other around during the Civil War, but this is the first time we're formally introduced, correct?"

I nod, "Yes sir, it is an honor to make your acquaintance."

He nods back and turns to Altina, "And I believe the same goes with you, Orion. Though I did teach your sister."

Altina bows lightly, "My apologies for the trouble she undoubtedly caused."

Colonel Neithardt gives a small smile of amusement, "While I will not deny that she caused no end of troubles during her time as a student, she is a fine student regardless. I am glad for Schwarzer's sake to see that you are more amenable than she is, however."

"H-huh, does that mean you also taught Instructor Rean?", Juna asked.

Colonel Neithardt turns to her, "And you are…?"

"Ack, s-sorry. Juna Crawford…sir."

Colonel Neithardt nods, "Good, Cadet Crawford. I am more open to flexibility and adaptability than I used to be, but it is my belief that as Military Academy students, discipline and respect for the rules and protocols are paramount."

"Y-yes, Colonel Neithardt, sir.", Juna replied.

Colonel Neithardt continues, "To answer your question, yes. I used to be the Military Science instructor at Thors Academy Main Campus when Schwarzer attended. Therefore, as the students of my former student, I expect the best of each and every one of you."

Kurt replies, "We will endeavor to meet your expectation to the best of our ability."

The Lieutenant Colonel nods, "Of course, I have no doubt of that."

"Now then," he continues, "Let me take you to meet General Craig."

He then starts leading us inside the fortress, as it is on the outside, the interior of the fortress is full of soldiers.

I can hear some of the soldiers talking about us, mostly about us being the Ashen Chevalier's students. And some expectations about how they're trying to recreate the elite strike team that was the old Class VII during the civil war.

Some even joke that since the old Class VII liberated the capitals of two out of the four provinces, we should try to break their record and do all four plus some of the newer provinces absorbed since.

Haha, I guess Instructor Rean and the old Class VII are still popular among the army, huh?

"Eh, not all impressive if you ask me. Look at those two blue-haired kids, must be nobles, probably got to be the Ashen Chevalier's students because daddy begs the school.", I heard one of the soldiers a few paces away from us tell his friend.

"For real, dude. Look at the girl, you know that's the Snow Princess? Bah, must be nice getting a title because you're friends with the princess."

"Oh shit, that the Snow Princess? Heh, 'Princess' indeed, look at her, probably'll cry at the first sign of real combat. Good thing she got dismissed as the princess's bodyguard, those Vander guys too, shitty nobles getting high profile jobs because of nepotism."

…Though then again, not all of them are positive. Can't be helped I suppose, the Imperial army is tied to the reformist faction, after all, so barring a few exceptions like Instructor Rean, hostility for the nobility is to be expected.

Juna looks ready to give those two soldiers a piece of her mind on my and Kurt's behalf, so I grab her arm to stop her and shake my head.

"What? But those guys are—"

Colonel Neithardt approaches them instead, "If you have time to gossip, you have time to run laps, Warrant Officers."

"C-Colonel Neithardt, sir! We-we were just—"

Colonel Neithardt cuts them off, "Were just preparing to run laps, as I said."

"…How many laps, sir?"

"Do you need to ask? Do it according to the manway method.", Colonel Neithardt replied sharply

Instantly upon hearing the words 'manway method', the two soldiers paled.

…what is the manway method?

The two soldiers now look as if they wish they were never born, as they salute Colonel Neithardt and head off.

Actually, on second thought, I don't think I want to know what the manway method is.

"I'm sorry for their behavior, Schleiden, Kurt.", Colonel Neithardt said as he returned to us.

I reply, "It's simply to be expected from the current political climate, Colonel. Please, you do not need to worry on our account."

Kurt nods beside me, "Indeed, it is of no issue."

He nods, "I see. Still, such behavior was unbecoming of our military. And here I was lecturing all of you on the importance of discipline."

"As I said, such behavior is understandable given the current political climate. In any case, there is quite the number of soldiers stationed here, how large are the 4^th Armored Division's total forces?", I said changing the topic.

"We are able to field approximately 150.000 troops in total.", answered Instructor Neithardt.

"One hundred fifty—I mean…sorry sir.", Juna exclaimed

Colonel Neithardt replies, "Given the fact that Dreknor Fortress guards the border between Liberl and Erebonia, such numbers are to be expected."

"B-but isn't Liberl a minor country compared to Erebonia?", Juna asked.

Colonel Neithardt nods, "Indeed they are, but the Liberlian army has Brigadier General Cassius Bright, and if the Hundred Days War has taught us anything, it's that with Cassius Bright as a potential opponent, we should spare no expense."

Ah yes, Cassius Bright. Would not be surprised if the guy was also a protagonist in a different game or at the very least a major character. The dude's supposedly a genius strategist, one of the strongest—if not the strongest—martial artists in the world, and a charismatic leader all at once.

Colonel Neithardt then continues, "He was, after all, the man that was responsible for the first instance in history that ships were used in warfare, changing military doctrines forever to include air as a dimension to consider. Our defeat in the Hundred Days War can largely be traced to him."

Yep. The Hundred Days War was the war between Erebonia and Liberl almost fifteen years ago. What should have been an easy victory for the superpower Erebonian Empire turned into a humiliating defeat, as under then-Colonel Cassius Bright's guidance, Liberl unveiled highly-armored, well-armed, and mobile patrol ships that became the centerpiece of their counteroffensive, outperforming Erebonian tanks.

Juna presses on, "But Erebonia is not planning to go to war against Liberl, right?"

…She's starting to get agitated, I should try to calm her down.

"Of course not. It is merely a precaution for the worst-case scenario. Due to the diplomatic efforts of Prince Olivert and Liberl's Princess Klaudia, Erebonia and Liberl enjoy a cordial relationship at present. In fact, the Courageous was made as a joint endeavor between Erebonia and Liberl.", I replied.

"Indeed, Schleiden is correct. It is simply a precaution for the worst-case scenario.", replied Colonel Neithardt.

Juna breathes a sigh of relief, "Oh. Thank Aidios, I don't wanna imagine a war between Erebonia and Liberl."

Altina turns to her, "In case that did occur, most likely what would happen is that Erebonia would annex Liberl. Unlike the Hundred Days War, Erebonian Military has grown significantly since then. In the current status quo, the difference in number is simply too vast. According to the data in the Intelligence Division, Liberl's main fighting force, their royal army is merely 120.000 strong."

"Y-you mean to tell me this single division stationed here outnumbers Liberl's entire main fighting force?" Juna exclaimed in a mix of surprise and horror.

Altina nods, "Indeed. And that is not to take into account the technological differences. For instance, as of now, as a testament to Professor Schmidt's talent, we are the only nation in the world with access to soldats. And even air superiority, which was Liberl's forte previously, cannot compare to Erebonia's current military airships."

"Liberl and Calvard have their own orbal technology geniuses, who along with Professor Schmidt apprenticed under Professor Epstein, Father of Orbal Revolution. But either due to knowledge or technical limitations or moral quandaries, they do not replicate many of Professor Schmidt's inventions such as the soldats.", I added.

Colonel Neithardt continues to walk in front of us, seemingly content to listen for now.

Kurt turns to Juna, "The Supreme Commander of the Imperial army, General Vandyk, after returning to active duty, famously said, 'I retire from an army that can crush any countries, and now I return to an army that can bring the entire world to heel. It is a scary reality we live in, and it is exactly why I must return'. I've heard those words before, but now it finally truly dawns on me."

"That is…", Juna trailed off not knowing what to say.

Colonel Neithardt finally rejoins the conversation, "I realize, that there is some cause for concern, however—"

Just then the alarm in the fortress goes off.

The soldiers around us explode into a frenzy

"Huh, what's going on?!"

"Is it an attack?!"

Colonel Neithardt immediately tries to restore order, "Calm down! All of you! Return to your post as per protocol and wait for orders!"

Not a moment later the PA system in the fortress turn on,

"This is General Olaf Craig. To all soldiers of the 4^th Armored Division, we have received a report of a hostile airship belonging to the jaeger corps Red Constellation hovering above Saint-Arkh and conducting an aerial bombardment of the city."

A.N. For those not familiar with the games, Saint-Arkh does not get bombarded in canon.

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A.N. I think this the longest chapter so far..?

After the announcement, the fortress went on full alert as we were brought to one of the rooms in the fortress. We all thought the army would be getting ready to deploy to Saint-Arkh, but…

"…There is still no sign of deployment.", Kurt said as he looks out of the window.

"That's weird, right? Why aren't they sending their army to Saint-Arkh? People are dying!", Juna added as she too looks out the window with disbelief.

Altina and I look at each other.

"This is…", Altina started. I nod, "Most likely."

Juna turns to us, "What? You two know something?!"

Altina looks at Juna with a serious expression, "The 4^th Armored won't mobilize to Saint-Arkh."

I add, "Or rather, not yet."

"I see. So that's how it is.", Kurt said coldly as he stood up.

"Kurt? Where are you going?", Juna asked.

"To talk to General Craig.", he answered as he headed toward the door.

I grab his arm, "Hold it."

He turns to me, "What is it? You want us to do nothing when this 150.000-strong army stood around while people are dying for the sake of political expediency?!"

I shake my head, "Of course not. However, acting rashly will not achieve anything. The entire fortress is on lockdown, surely you do not think you will be able to simply meet with the general? All it would get you is a detainment."

Kurt shakes his head, "I can't just sit around. Sutherland was my home."

I nod, "I understand, but that does not change the immutable fact that you running off rashly, demanding a meeting with General Craig will only result in the 4^th Armored Division detaining you."

Juna nods, "Y-yeah. I'm with you that we should give the general a piece of our mind if he really delays the army because of politics, but we can't just demand to meet him."

Altina also stood up, "Yes, I also agree with the two of them."

Kurt sighs and then nods, "Then what should we do?"

"Let us consider our option first.", I answered. Though, really, in likelihood, we simply need to wait. This is definitely the main plot, so under the law of this world, we will inevitably be dragged into it.

And just on cue, before we start our discussion, the door opens and shows Alan.

"Class VII, the general wishes to meet you regarding arrangement to send all of you back to your field exercise camp.", Alan said.

We nod at each other, before Kurt answers on our behalf, "Then lead the way, Warrant Officer Alan."

Led by Alan, we reach General Craig's office, Alan opens the door, and inside we see Colonel Neithardt, standing beside an imposing man with short red hair and piercing eyes, a single scar marring the left side of his face, running from his forehead to chin.

Alan saluted the man, "General Craig, sir! Reporting the arrival of Class VII."

General Craig nods, and replies, his baritone voice truly fits the image of the stereotypical Erebonian General, "Good work, Warrant Officer. Return to your post."

"Sir, yes sir!", Alan replied before turning to Colonel Neithardt, giving another salute, and heading off.

General Craig turns to us, "Now then. Class VII, I am sorry that your visit to Dreknor Fortress will be cut short, however, considering the current circumstances we had arranged a special train using the RMP train route that will take you to your field exercise camp."

Kurt steps forward, "Before that, will you allow us a few inquiries, General Craig?"

"Mind your position, Cadet Vander…", Colonel Neithardt warns him, emphasizing the usage of 'Cadet Vander' to refer to Kurt instead of his first name as the Colonel had done.

General Craig raises one of his hands to stop Colonel Neithardt, "It's all right, Neithardt. I will allow it."

He then turns to us, "However, make it quick."

Kurt looks at the General, "Then let me be frank. Why have you chosen to not mobilize the 4^th Armored Division for the sake of political interest? Have you no shame as an Empire's soldier sworn to protect its people?!"

Colonel Neithardt looks ready to say something but once again, stopped by General Craig.

The General then turns to Kurt, "I see. I suppose from your perspective that is how I appear. I cannot blame you for this. But you will not change my decision on this matter."

"But why?! I saw what those guys did to Crossbell, you can't let that happen here!", Juna shouted.

General Craig looks at us for a moment before answering, "It is a scary reality we live in, and it is exactly why I must return."

"That's…"

Colonel Neithardt nods, "Indeed, Kurt. The very words from General Vandyk that you quoted earlier."

General Craig continues, "Do not think it easy for me, my very heart bleeds for every Saint-Arkh citizen that is surely dying as we talk. Furthermore…at this very moment, I am sure that my son is there, fighting alongside his friends."

"If that is the case, then why acquiesce to the Central Government?", I asked.

"Because by doing so, I would be rescinding my chance to prevent worse atrocities in the future.", General Craig answered solemnly.

He then sighs, "As you know, our military has grown significantly since the civil war. With more than 80% of our Imperial army being under Chancellor Osborne's influence, it gives the Chancellor a frightening power to wield as he sees fit with impunity. That is why, as you might know, General Vandyk returned to active duty, if such powers were to be wielded then at the very least, let it be under those who oppose the Blood and Iron Chancellor's callous disregard for lives. Those of us in the army who are of the same mind, take up an unspoken oath in the spirit of General Vandyk's words."

"If that is so, why are you not opposing the Chancellor's order now?", Kurt asked.

"Because parts of the scary reality we live in is that if we were to oppose the Chancellor, we would be immediately replaced. And as such, we only have one chance at an opposition. That is our oath, to make our singular chance to oppose the current regime count.", General Craig replied before turning to Kurt,

"Your uncle, General Zech, understands this too."

"Uncle Zech too…?"

General Craig nods, "Far better than most, I assume. He was after all the one who opposed the Chancellor's order three years ago during the Orbal Shutdown Phenomenon in Liberl. However, at that time, Prince Olivert's return as one of the celebrated heroes who resolved the phenomenon gave His Highness the influence to shield General Zech from dishonorable discharge, but now…"

"The Prince's influence is no longer powerful enough.", Altina completed.

"Indeed.", confirmed the General.

I look at General Craig, "Then you have deemed the current situation in Sutherland to not worth your removal from the post of 4^th Armored Division's General?"

In response, General Craig shakes his head, "No, I do not. Make no mistake, we will respond to the attack. The Chancellor cannot afford for the Imperial Army to be seen as lackluster in our response. But…"

"Only after enough damages are done to fully bring the vulnerabilities of the Provincial Army to bear.", I said.

"But eventually, the Chancellor will be forced to deploy us, regardless if the damages done to Saint-Arkh is significant or not. Otherwise, he'll risk the Imperial army being seen as incompetent in their response time.", Colonel Neithardt added.

The general nods, "Yes, which is why I will not march just yet, even if my entire being screams for me to do otherwise. You need to understand that currently, it is a real possibility that there will be occasions in the future where we would be ordered to not act at all, or even to turn our might against the very people we have sworn to protect. Compared to those two scenarios, a delay in action is far more acceptable, as detestable it is to consider."

I understand that. What he is doing is essentially a medical triage. But still…

General Craig sighs "I realize that such ruthless calculus of war sounds callous to the point of being hypocritical to what we are trying to oppose. However, as a soldier, and as the general of the 4^th Armored Division, this is the best I could do on my end to oppose the current regime."

Kurt nods, "I see. I understand now."

He then looks firmly at General Craig, "In that case, please allow us to go to Saint-Arkh!"

"You…", General Craig said, taken aback.

"I understand your position, General, and I will not begrudge you for it. But Sutherland was—is one of my hometowns, and if the army won't move to help it, then I will do what I must.", Kurt declared.

Colonel Neithardt interjects, "Don't be absurd, Kurt! According to the report, the Ogre Rosso himself, the strongest jaeger in the continent, is there!"

Kurt shakes his head, "Perhaps so, however, with the current state of the Sutherland Provincial Army, they are no doubt overwhelmed. If we could aid in evacuation or fighting off the ground forces fielded by the jaegers, then I wish to go and help."

General Craig looks at him before turning to the rest of us, "And the rest of you? Do you feel the same?"

Juna immediately replies, "Of course! Like I said, I saw what they did to Crossbell, I'm not letting it happen here if I can help it!"

Altina nods, "Yes. In the first place, our order as Class VII: Special Operations is to help with security matters in Sutherland, an assault of its capital is clearly within the parameter."

"Of course, I too, am of one mind with the rest of my classmates. I cannot in good conscience let this pass without providing aid. Especially since I am in the position to do so."

…There's no telling what that god would do if I try to escape this plot. Besides, it really does not sit right with me to not do anything.

Colonel Neithardt and General Craig look at each other, before the General remarks, "Hah. They truly are Class VII, huh, Neithardt?"

Colonel Neithardt sighs, shaking his head, "Indeed. Charging into danger with reckless abandon…truly, it's as if I'm looking into a window to the past."

He then turns to us and smiles, "However, it is that very same spirit of determination and strength of will that makes me proud to be an instructor of your predecessors."

General Craig nods, "Yes, you are right. I suspect that Schwarzer and the rest will not like it but...considering what they were up to all the time, they don't really have any grounds to object, do they?"

"Then, does that mean…?", Kurt asked.

General Craig turns to us, "For the duration of your visit here, Class VII is not under the Branch Campus jurisdiction but the 4^th Armored Division. As such, as I did back during the civil war, I will once more put my trust in the Young Horned Lions of Thors."

"You're giving us permission to go?!", Juna exclaimed.

General Craig smiles, "I will indeed, and on this matter, I shall defer to the wisdom of your school's founder, Dreichels the Lionheart Emperor as he declared, 'Arise, O' youths and become the foundation of the world'. Those words rang true during the civil war, and I have faith it will ring true once more."

Colonel Neithardt turns to us and adds, "However, do not be reckless. This is NOT a suicide mission. Prioritize protecting the civilians, and soon enough, the 4^th Armored Division will mobilize to deal with the situation in full."

General Craig nods, "Yes. Stay safe and wait for us. The moment my hands are no longer tied, we will march to Saint-Arkh, and by Aidios, we will crush those godless jaegers under the might of the 4^th Armored Division!"

He then looks at us, "Now then. By now the Red Constellation has most likely rigged the train tracks with explosives, so do any of you know how to drive an orbal car?"

Juna raises her hand, "I do, sir! I've learned how to do it in Crossbell Police Academy."

General Craig nods, "Very good. Lieutenant Colonel Neithardt?"

"Yes, sir. In that case…it is very unfortunate that we just happen to lose one of our armored cars.", Colonel Neithardt replied.

"We're almost to Saint-Arkh! Hold tight, guys!"

"J-Juna…watch the road! Please, I'm begging you! There's a turn up ahead!", I shouted as I hold onto the grab handle for dear life.

"Tch, you're so fussy! Aidios, what a princess! Just watch and learn!"

Is she actually drifting?!

"C-could this even be considered driving?", Altina asked as she looks ready to summon Claiomh Solais at any moment.

"I don't think I have feared for my life any more than this very moment.", Kurt added.

"Shut up, peanut gallery! We're on the last stretch!", Juna said as she steers wildly to perform another drift.

I look ahead and can see Saint-Arkh's gate, but it seems a roadblock has been erected and guarded by several couples of Red Constellation jaegers.

Altina remarks, "A blockage, perhaps we should abandon the car and try to sneak past them on foo—Juna?!"

Kurt turns to Juna in horror, "Why are you speeding up?!"

Juna ignores them and steps on the gas pedal even further, "There's only one thing we do to barriers, and that is…GET. OVER. THEM!"

"You're not getting over them! You're on a full collision course!", I shrieked as I watch the speedometer hit the maximum speed limit.

"It's fine! This is an armored car with orbal shielding, we'll bust straight through!", Juna replied as she drives straight into the hail of bullets being shot at us by the jaegers.

Oh god…If a guy appeared and say something about family I wouldn't be surprised at this point.

That was my last thought before I closed my eyes in reflex before we hit the roadblock.

A moment later, I feel my entire body reeling from inertia.

As I open my eyes, we are now driving through the city streets. From the rear mirror, I can see the jaegers trying to catch up but failing.

"A-am I still alive?", Kurt asked in disbelief.

Juna replies, "We're fine! We got past the blockage, now where do we go?"

Still shaking from fear, Altina replies, "I-Initiating contact with Instructor Rean, I'll put him on."

"Instructor Rean? We are in Saint-Arkh on an armored car where should we—"

Instructor Rean cuts Altina off immediately, "What are you guys doing?! I told you—"

Sounds of gunshots echo in the background from his end.

He continues, "Argh, never mind. No time. There are two areas where the citizens are taking refuge, Marquis Hyarms's and Count Altheim's mansions. I'm at the Marquis', you guys go to the Count's."

"Affirmative.", Altina replied.

"Okay, and be careful…But we'll be having a talk later, you guys hear me?!", Instructor Rean said before he hangs up.

"Juna—"

Juna replies before Altina finishes, "Got it, Allie! I remember the place, we passed through it yesterday. I'm going full throttle!"

"Safety first!"

"There is no use if we die from a car crash on the way!"

Kurt and I shrieked at her.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing!", Juna replied as she swerves to take out a group of jaegers on our path.

Some minutes and sharp turns later, we see Count Altheim's mansion surrounded by Red Constellation jaegers with the military monster they used, the Crimson Cougars.

"Coming through!", Juna shouted as she drives straight into the group of jaegers and cougars, making them move out of our way, or be sent flying by the force of an armored car moving at top speed.

Juna drifts once more to stop the car in front of the provincial army soldiers and two familiar faces defending the mansion before opening the door, "Let's go!"

"You guys!", As we exit the car, Vivi greeted us holding a pair of military knives.

"Man, you Class VII have making cool entrance as part of your curriculum or what?", Mint added, Orbal Staff in hand.

"Those uniforms…military cadets?", One of the jaeger asked in disbelief.

Another jaeger, most likely the commander, replied, "They're from Thors Military Academy! The group that captured Captain Shirley, don't let your guard down!"

Kurt steps forward, "All right. Class VII, we'll defend the mansion!"

I step beside him and ready my spear. Altina joins us and wordlessly summons Claiomh Solais

"Geez, who died and made you the leader?", Juna asked but also took out her gunbreakers.

…Because he's the protagonist? Also, I think this entire thing in Sutherland is supposed to be his arc, anyway.

The jaegers start to open fire on us, but…

"Brave Order: Ebon Crest!", Altina activated her Ebon Crest, as the hail of bullets are stopped by shimmering shields.

"Rrresume hostilities! Open firrre! Engage, men!", The Provincial Army Officer orders his own men, and for some reason is rolling his r really hard.

I raise my spear to throw it, and just then I feel Mint casting Forte art on me to boost my physical capability.

I smirk and throw my spear at a group of the enemy.

The jaegers manage to shield themselves in time, but the icy explosion does not relent, freezing parts of their body, and completely freezing some of the cougars in the area.

Prompted by our link, Kurt is already there and delivering a wide rapid slash on them. On the other side, a similar thing is happening with Altina's laser and Juna's bullets

One of the cougars leaps at me, a flash of pink jumps at it and stabs it in the neck, it's Vivi.

Dozens of arts, air bullets, blades of ice, balls of fire, space-time shaking pulse, and more from the arts users among the jaegers come at us.

"ARCUS Activate!", Mint yelled, jumping at the right timing to the specific place those arts converge, tanking them with a silver veil surrounding her. The silver veil dissipates on contact but not before it reflects all the hostile arts, turning them back to their casters.

"It's the midget again!"

"Damn her!"

"Midget? Rude—whoa!" Mint yelped in surprise as a cougar snuck up behind her.

The cougar pounces, its teeth aiming for Mint's jugular, before a knife pierces its jugular instead, thrown by Vivi.

Vivi runs over to pick up her knife, "Come on Mint, be more careful!"

"Now it's the bitch with the pink hair, again?!"

"Damn it, the Thors brats are one thing but who are these two random civilians?!"

Vivi then turns to the jaegers and winks, "Underestimated us, did you, boys? We might not be Class VII, but we're still Thors' alumni!"

The Provincial Army Officer steps forward and draws his sword,

"Hold the line, men! We will NOT let a bunch of civilians and cadets outdo us! Show these merrrcenary heathens the noble spirit of the Sutherrrland Prrrovincial Arrrmy!", he said still rolling his r.

I block a swing of a blade from a jaeger rushing at me, force an opening by pushing my spear upward, and kick him.

The jaeger reels back for a bit, just enough for me to blast him back with a javelin of icy chill, which freezes him and several of his comrades behind him.

Kurt comes in and takes down the frozen jaeger near me, as some of the provincial army soldiers savagely attack the other frozen jaegers.

I don't know if it's the rolling r , but the speech from their commander earlier actually seems to raise their morale.

"Yes! Crrrush them! Brrring them to account! Fight, forrr Aidios is with us, as we defend our glorrrious home with beautiful, noble, and unwaverrring spirit that they cannot hope to match! Marrrch on, my soldierrrs! Fight! Hold the line!"

Before I can contemplate the newest rolling r guy's speech, a prompt from the link leads me to drive my spear through a cougar, following up after Kurt.

From my peripheral vision, I saw the provincial army soldiers fight even harder. Is the rolling r guy the Provincial army's hype man or something? Who and where does he think he is, Captain Kirrahe in Virmire?

"Enough of this!"

The jaeger commander cuts through several soldiers with his double ax. Setting his target on Kurt and me, he runs straight toward us.

But his path is blocked.

It's the rolling r guy.

"Halt, crrriminal scum!"

The jaeger commander glares at him, "If it isn't the most obnoxious guy here! I'll enjoy ripping you to shreds before those brats!"

The jaeger commander swings his ax at the rolling r guy but is swiftly parried by his opponent's fencing sword.

The rolling r guy glances at us and apparently recognizes our faces, "Go forth, Lorrrd Vander, Lady Schleiden."

He launches a sharp jab that forces the jaeger commander to jump back.

"Without you and your classmates fighting on, the right and left flanks will fall. I shall handle this dastard and brrring judgment on him!", he continued dodging the ax thrown by the jaeger.

Kurt and I nod at each other and run toward to help the provincial army soldiers on our side.

"Come then, you fiend! I, Ottovordemgentschenfelde Lichtenstein, the former rising star of the Krrreuzen Prrrovincial Arrrmy, and current star of the Sutherrrland Prrrovincial Arrrmy will be yourrr opponent."

"Oh, I'll enjoy crushing your obnoxious skull with that ridiculous name!"

With our help, the emboldened provincial army start to push the jaegers back, but…

"Arrrgh!"

A scream of pain resounds throughout the area, I turn back and see the rolling r guy, on the ground, bleeding heavily.

"Heh. You're not half bad, but this is the end of the line!", the jaeger commander said, mostly unscathed but somewhat short of breath.

He raises his ax, about to finish off his opponent.

Just then a blur drags him away before splitting in three.

"Y-you're!", the jaeger commander exclaimed.

The three blurs go around him, performing a series of dazzling slashes.

"T-the Stahlritter's…", the jaeger commander muttered before he fell, unconscious.

It's Duvalie…for some reason.

"C-captain is down!"

"Bring him back and retreat!"

Duvalie looks coldly at them before grabbing the unconscious jaeger commander by the collar and throwing him at them.

"Go on and run with tails between your legs like the shameless cur you are.", Duvalie mocked them as they retreated.

Some of the surviving soldiers immediately gather their wounded soldiers, including the rolling r guy back inside for treatment, while the rest continue to guard the perimeter.

We Class VII along with Vivi and Mint approach Duvalie.

Duvalie looks at us, "Make it quick. I have places to be."

Immediately everyone else in our group looks at me, prompting me to be the one doing the talking.

I mean…I guess out of everyone here, I'm the one actually acquainted with Duvalie, so…

"…Did uh…some fallout happen within the Ouroboros ranks?"

Duvalie turns to me, "First of all, Schleiden. The Red Constellation bar that idiot girl all of you captured last night, is not part of Ouroboros, simply hired help…as for your question, not that I know of. But that does not matter to me."

"How do you mean?"

"My—our loyalty is to our Lord, The Steel Maiden whom, as you know, just so happens to serve as an Anguis of Ouroboros. The only thing that matters to us is whether this wide-scale attack on Saint-Arkh is according to our Lord's will."

"So the jaegers are not acting on the Steel Maiden's order?", I asked.

Duvalie glares at me, "Of course not! She is dignified, just, noble, she is the—"

She stops and takes a deep breath, "In any case, I am very certain that she will not let this stand. And you'd do well not to insinuate otherwise ever again in front of me if you like living."

I involuntarily gulp at the threat, but musing after her words, she said 'certain', that is not absolute, that means…

"Are you unable to contact the Steel Maiden?"

Duvalie nods, "…That is true, but I am sure she will not condone this! There is no chance! The other Anguis, however…"

I nod, "I see. Then, what is your intention in coming here?"

"The fact that I am unable to contact my Lord at present is concerning. And so, I am here to drag the truth out of the Ogre Rosso of what is happening behind the scenes in Ouroboros."

"By yourself?"

I mean she's strong…but if half of what I've heard about the Ogre Rosso is true…

Duvalie replies, "I have comrades with me, however, there are preparations to be made for the Society's plan here, the part of the plan our Lord agreed on, anyway. Furthermore, we can only contact our Lord through a secure channel, my comrades are on standby in case we receive words. That's all I'll say on that matter."

She then turns to look at the Red Constellation's airship hovering in the sky, "How did that thing get past Erebonian's air force, anyway? And why isn't Schwarzer summoning his Divine Knight?"

Mint replies, "Yeah…about that. That ship is equipped with the Society's technology, right?"

Duvalie nods, "Yes. What of it?"

Mint sighs, "Our ships in the air force are good, but there's no way they're gonna be able to intercept that thing. Only something as fast as the Courageous or the Arseille can. Arseille isn't ours and the Courageous is…"

"Doesn't have a crew since the government took it from Prince Olivert a few months ago.", Vivi finished the sentence.

"But they should have reported seeing it right? Why didn't they pursue? Or at least issue warnings that Sutherland was not caught by surprise!", Juna asked.

Vivi gives a sad smile at her, "You sweet summer child, you know why by now."

"N-no, they're…ordered not to pursue and send reports here?"

I nod at her, "Most likely, you remember what happened in Dreknor Fortress, don't you?"

Juna grits her teeth and finally nods, "I see. Again, huh?"

Kurt does the same beside her.

"And Schwarzer not summoning his Divine Knight?", Duvalie pressed on.

Vivi turns to her and replies, "After the first round of volley from the airship, they delivered an ultimatum that should the Ashen Chevalier calls for his Divine Knight, they'll release another volley, this time specifically targeted on high population area. I imagine by now, they have locked on to this mansion and Marquis Hyarms's."

"I see. So that is also why the airship is no longer attacking because if they do, there's no reason for Instructor Rean to hold Valimar back anymore.", Kurt reasoned.

"So they're using innocent civilians as shields…disgusting.", Duvalie said

"Indeed. I couldn't agree more, my dear madam. There is beauty in destruction, but such wanton and senseless destruction leave much wanting."

We turn to the source of the voice and are met by a nobleman with blonde fluffy hair, his long bangs covering one part of his face, he's looking at the Red Constellation's airship.

"And you are…?", Altina asked.

The nobleman gives a small bow, "Ah, pardon me. I am Aleister, one of the artists who regard Count Altheim as our patron. I was among my fellow artists in this very mansion when the air raid began, you see."

"Hey, uh…it's a bit dangerous outside right now, why don't you go back inside?", Juna asked.

Aleister smiles, "Ah…Thank you for your concern, dear lady. I will in a moment, I simply wish to grieve for a bit."

Juna's face fell, "O-oh, somebody died? Sorry for your loss."

Aleister nods, "Yes, thank you. Count Altheim had just passed away. He was shot while helping to evacuate citizens here, he was brought inside for treatment but with no access to proper medical facilities in the current state of the city…Well, it is a very sad affair. Erebonia…no Zemuria's art world lost a great patron on this day."

He then looks at the Red Constellation's airship one more time, "Such an ugly sight."

Aleister then turns to us, "Well, then. If you'll excuse me, I'll heed the lady's advice and head back inside."

…That's such a random conversation. In times like these, I don't think that Aleister guy is here just to tell us Count Altheim had just died. I mean, he could but…it could also be that he's an important character down the line.

Duvalie interrupted my train of thoughts, "Well then, Class VII. What are you going to do? As for me, I will be heading to the Marquis' mansion, it appears that the main force of the Red Constellation led by the Ogre Rosso is there."

We look at each other.

"You guys should go there.", Mint said.

Vivi nods, "Yeah, the way things are, those people there need some extra firepower. We should be fine over here for a while since those jaegers earlier retreated."

"Right. Let's head there, you guys!", Juna said.

Kurt nods, "Of course."

"Given the current information at hand, that should be the appropriate course of action, yes. We should help protect the civilians taking refuge there.", Altina added

Juna snorts, "Haha, Instructor Rean will probably be so mad at us."

"It's not as if he has any room to talk.", I said shrugging.

Vivi snickers from behind me, "Right you are, Jessica. Old Class VII and especially him did things like this all the time."

"Yep, yep. Considering that they charged Soldats on foot that one time, they definitely have no room to talk.", Mint added.

Duvalie turns to us, "Well, then hatchlings. If you have made up your mind, let us depart, since we have the same destination."

"Hatchlings?", Kurt asked

"Yes, hatchlings. As in baby chicks that cannot fly just yet, a good name for you brats."

Does that imply you're our mother hen teaching us to fly?

"Anyway, let's not waste any more time.", Duvalie said as she started walking away.

"Uh…Duvalie…er…Ms. Duvalie?", Juna called after her.

"Duvalie is fine, what is it, girl?"

"Umm…we have a car.", Juna said gesturing to our car.

"Then why didn't you say so in the first place?!"

You're going to regret that later, Duvalie.

Anyway, I guess for the time being…

'Duvalie Joins the Party'

I guess she's a guest party member.

"Wait, wait, wait! Do you even know how to drive?! What is this?!"

Duvalie has been screaming since the moment Juna started to drive.

"Excuse me, I need to concentrate.", Juna ignores her as she hit another group of jaegers on the street with our car.

She turns to me, "Schleiden! Tell your friend to be more careful!"

I sigh, "We tried, it's no use."

"Argh! If only I know the exact location, I can teleport there!", Duvalie complained.

She then turns to Juna, "You there, I demand that you slow down!"

"Oh come on, we need—"

Juna's ARCUS ring at that moment.

She's about to reach for it before I grab it first.

"For Aidios's sake! KEEP. YOUR. EYES. ON. THE. ROAD. NO ARCUS CALL WHILE DRIVING!", I yelled at her.

"Yeesh. Fine, 'mother'. Just go get it for me.", she replied mockingly.

I pick up the call, and the first thing I heard is the sounds of gunfire.

"Hey, uh…Junie?"

"It's Jessica, Instructor."

"Oh…'kay, wait hold on."

Another sound of gunfires, this time really close to Instructor Randy on the other side…is he using guns?

"Shit! He got me!", I heard someone yell, probably a jaeger Instructor Randy is facing.

"Big Bro Mark, hey Big Bro! He's coming for you!", another one yelled.

Big Bro? I guess that's supposed to be aniki ala Yakuza?

Not long after, I heard something heavy being swung.

"Big Bro! No! Damn you Red Reaper! I won't forgive this, even if you were one of us once!"

RIP Mark-aniki…?

"Oh, screw off with your dramatics! Mark's not dead! I used to whoop his ass harder during training!", Instructor Randy yelled.

Another gunshot is fired.

"Yeah, Jessie, so…Schwarzer told me you guys are here with a car, I need a pickup!"

A few more gunshots are fired.

"I'll send the location via ARCUS, 'kay? Bye."

The line went dead.

I look at his location and give it to Altina, "Can you approximate the best route here?"

Altina nods, "We should be able to take an alternate route that will still lead to Marquis Hyarms's mansion."

I guess we're getting two guest party members.

"Okay. Let's go and pick Randy up.", Juna said.

"I have no objections. As long as you drive safely!", Duvalie yelled at her.

Kurt nods, "I concur."

"Driving safely is my middle name, you guys. Relax.", Juna replied.

Like hell it is!

Instructor Randy's position is not that far from us, so with Juna's driving, we reach him in a few minutes.

I can see a decently large group of jaegers surrounding Instructor Randy. His usual halberd is strapped on his back, and meanwhile, he's wielding what looks like a large automatic firearm.

"Hang on tight, everyone! I'll drive through those jaegers!"

Turns out Juna doesn't need to do that, thank god.

Instructor Randy notices us, pulls out a retractable blade on his weapon, and dashes toward us, cutting through the group of jaegers.

Juna immediately unlocks the door.

"Damn! Big Bro is getting away!"

"Don't let the young master escape!"

"Stop that car!"

Instructor Randy enters the car and turns to us, "Close your eyes, you guys!"

The last thing I saw before I close my eyes is Instructor Randy throwing something before closing the door.

Then a bang goes off, which thankfully is dampened because we're in a car. I also feel bright lights along with the noise…a flashbang grenade?

"All right! Drive, Junie!", Instructor Randy shouted

"On it!"

I open my eyes to see Juna speeding past the jaegers, many of them still reeling from the flashbang grenade.

"Nice driving, Junie. Chief Sergei and Noel'll be proud of…", Instructor Randy starts saying before he notices Duvalie.

"Oi! What is the head knight of the Stahlritter doing here?!"

Duvalie turns to him, "Let's simply say…we have the same destination for now. I have business with the Ogre Rosso."

"You…uh…betrayed Ouroboros or something?"

"No! And why is it your first thought is that I betrayed Ouroboros instead of them betraying Ouroboros?!"

Instructor Randy shrugs, "Well…I mean, Uncle Sigmund might be a bit crazy in the head, but he's not just going to break a contract."

Duvalie huffs, "I'm insulted that someone can trust a bunch of mercenaries more than they trust me!"

Instructor Randy sighs in response, "I used to be part of those mercs…eh never mind, if you're going to help fight Uncle Sigmund, I'll take it. You gave us one hell of a fight back then."

"Hmph! Likewise, Red Reaper. Has that idiot girl escaped?"

"If you mean my crazy psychotic cousin, yeah. She just up and teleported away once she frightened poor Kairi to death that he let slip to her about the air raid."

Duvalie only scowls in response.

Instructor Randy then turns to us, "All right, so how the hell did you guys get here on an armored car, anyway? Don't tell me you guys stole it from Dreknor Fortress! You guys could be court-martialled for that!"

"Nah, don't worry Randy. We have permission from General Craig. As for the car…they said that 'unfortunately they lost it'.", Juna replied.

"And…how did you guys convince him?"

"I believe we have Kurt to thank for that.", Altina chimed in.

"Yep, he pulled off a bit of a speech, honestly kinda cheesy, but it worked.", added Juna.

Instructor Randy turns to Kurt.

"Is there something wrong, Instructor?"

"…No, I'm just wondering if being able to pull cheesy speech out of nowhere is a requirement to being popular with girls."

The word you're looking for is protag speech, Instructor.

Kurt looks confused but answers, "Well…I'm not quite sure what to say to that. But it seems to make sense that being able to give a good speech, 'cheesy' or otherwise would be positively correlated with how well you attract people."

"…Rub it on my face, why don't you?"

I interrupted them, "Instructor, did you come here alone?"

Instructor Randy nods, "Yeah. As soon as we get the word of Red Constellation doing an air raid, I decided to come. Got Instructor Michael's permission and then I took the one horse left."

"Well, I'm glad to have you here, Randy!", Juna said.

Instructor Randy sighs, "I want to say the same because I'm proud of you guys' guts but as your Instructor…eh, you guys are Schwarzer's kids, I'll let him be the responsible guy. I'll just be your cool big bro and say you guys are something else, all right."

"Aw…thanks, Randy."

Instructor Randy smiles, "Anyway, we'll just have to hold on for a bit longer. The last update I got, about half an hour ago, is that the 4^th Armored Division had mobilized."

So a timed base defense mission, got it.

"Stop the car.", Instructor Randy told Juna as we arrived in the vicinity of Marquis Hyarms's mansion.

Jaegers swarm the mansion, with the Provincial Army soldiers trying to fight them off. I also see Celestin, the butler, punching several jaegers with refined jabs.

Juna stops the car but she turns to Instructor Randy, "Eh, we could just drive through them—"

Instructor Randy cuts Juna off, "No. You go drive through to the other side, Uncle Sigmund will just destroy this car with us in it."

"Huh, but this is an armored car with orbal shielding!"

Instructor Randy smirks, "Heh. Forget armored cars, Junie. We can ride there in a tank and the result would be the same."

Beside him, Duvalie nods, "Indeed, such is the strength of the Ogre Rosso."

"I see…but we have no other path but forward.", Kurt said as he picks up his dual blades.

"Damn straight, Kurt.", agreed Instructor Randy.

Oh man, he's such a protagonist now.

I pick up my spear and also got out of the car.

As we approach some of the jaegers turn to us.

"Red Reaper!"

"It's the young master!"

"Big Bro Randy!"

"Well, someone's famous.", remarked Duvalie.

Instructor Randy sighs, "I wish they'd stop calling me things like the young master or Big Bro. I'm not a jaeger anymore."

Instructor Randy then puts one of his hands up to signal us to stop.

"You guys hang back for a bit, I'll go and beat some of them up to make some space."

Duvalie steps up and draws her blade, "No thanks. I'm in a bad mood right now, so sorry in advance for beating up your old friends."

"Heh, I have no complaints. I ain't with them anymore, besides if you lose on the battlefield, you lose. That's the jaeger way. Go wild."

Instructor Randy then aims his machine gun-blade hybrid weapon and aims it at the jaegers.

"It's about time for me to get serious…"

"Well then…shall we?"

Meanwhile, Duvalie is splitting into three people, somehow…Also, was that their chant? I mean, I guess it's technically just self-hypnosis so whatever works I guess.

Instructor Randy rushes forward, shooting bullets, the jaegers around him recoil from being shot at rapidly and precisely.

Meanwhile, the Duvalies spin dazzlingly around the jaegers, like earlier in the Count's mansion but with greater intensity, each time they pass through, groups of jaegers fell, with sword wounds all over.

The three Duvalies merged again, and her sword starts glowing purplish white.

Wait, is she…?

"I'm just getting started!", she yelled as her she rushes forward, the glow in her sword becoming more intense.

On the other side, Instructor Randy's attack too, reaches its crescendo as he pulls out the blade on his weapon.

"Eat steel! Berserker!", he yelled as he swings his heavy weapon with such ferocity at the jaegers around him that I can feel the impact from here.

Meanwhile, as I expected, Duvalie is doing the Saber Class Sword Beam™ as she swings her sword horizontally to release the sword beams

"Prism…Calibur!"

Yep complete, with –calibur in the name.

At that moment, two explosions occur at the same time.

One fiery flame explosions courtesy of Instructor Randy, the other the purple white light from Duvalie.

The path opens up, as a large swath of jaegers fall, showing the rest of the jaegers fighting off the soldiers and the old Class VII struggling against Shirley and a burly red-haired man in a ponytail, wearing a form-fitting black shirt and fur-lined vest.

The burly man raises one of his twin ax—larger and more sophisticated than the jaeger commander's—as he swats Laura away before turning to us, showing his rugged face with an eyepatch above his right eye.

Sigmund Orlando, the Ogre Rosso

"Hoh. So you've come.", he said looking at Instructor Randy.

"Tch, out bombing a city again? You shitty uncle?!"

"It's simply business as usual, Randolph. You know that."

Before they can continue any further, Fie comes behind him and tries to deliver a strike, but Sigmund blocks it with his massive ax, before swatting her away as he did to Laura earlier.

He glances briefly at Fie, "Heh. Not half bad, Sylphid. However…I am he who was equal to your old man, the Jaeger King. As you are right now…attacks like that won't be enough!"

We start running over but are blocked by Shirley.

"Yo! Daddy kinda has his hands full with the Ashen Chevalier and his friends right now. Come play with me instea—Doobs? What're you doing on that side?"

Duvalie snarls at her, "Don't call me Doobs! And that's my line! What are you guys doing?! What about the plan?!"

"Oh, you sure you want me to explain right here?", Shirley replied looking at the rest of us, she then continues, "Y'know it's kinda a super secret plan and all…Both as an Enforcer and by my contract as jaeger…yeah, I think I'm not supposed to spill it."

"If you won't answer, then out of the way!", Duvalie shouted as she rushes forward.

Shirley meets Duvalie's sword with her chainsaw.

"Wow. You're actually serious. Eh, fine. Guess I can try to omit the secret details…but let's do it while fighting. More fun that way!", Shirley said before jumping back.

"Hey, Daddy! You want me to take Dolphy too, or do you want him?"

"Haha, you know you won't last against that girl and Randolph at the same time, let Randolph pass. I'll play with him.", Sigmund replied before glancing at Instructor Rean.

"Maybe Randolph can make up for the Ashen Chevalier's pathetic performance!"

Shirley laughs, "Haha, Yeah…Ashen guy is holding back for some reason, what a spoilsport! Okay, you can have Dolphy."

Instructor Randy looks at us, "I'm going. I'll leave Shirley to you guys."

"I hope you're not asking me to take it easy on her, I have lots of grievances!", Duvalie replied.

Instructor Randy shakes his head, " 'Course not, hell, she'd probably deserve it too."

"You two done?! Get going already, Dolphy! Don't think they'd last too much longer with Daddy.", Shirley shouted.

Instructor Randy gives us one last look, and nods, before running ahead.

"Good luck with Daddy!", Shirley said as Instructor Randy went past him, before jumping to our location.

She looks at us predatorily, "Let's see, I got Doobs, Black Rabbit, Snow Princess, and two extras, huh? Not bad…"

"I'll show you extra! An extra beating just for you!", Juna retorted.

Kurt simply glares at her as he ready his sword.

Duvalie points her sword at Shirley, "I'm not going to hold back, so you better tell me what I want to know!"

"Sure, you'd have to impress me first, though!"

Shirley opens up by sending a jet of flames our way.

Duvalie nonchalantly slashes through it with her ice sword. But a momentary distraction is all Shirley needs to disappear from my field of vision.

"Gotcha!"

Several bullets fly towards Juna, blocked by Claiomh Solais.

Shirley jumps over Claiomh Solais straight at Altina, I intercept it, Kurt not far behind me.

The weight of the chainsaw feels heavy on my spear and I can't help but fall down.

"Weak!", she swings her chainsaw at me but is forced to jump as Kurt comes in with a flurry of slashes. Shirley fires several rounds at Kurt with her rifle in midair, which he deflected.

The moment Shirley reaches the ground, Duvalie, specifically three blurs of Duvalies are already on her.

Shirley grins, "This is what you learned from the Bladelord, yeah? Come on then!"

What happens next is so fast that I could only get glimpses at it.

Shirley deflects one of the slashes from the Duvalies, a different Duvalie comes from behind, Shirley rolls to the left. A third Duvalie comes at her from above, gunned down by Shirley. The remaining two corners her from both sides, Shirley blocks one, letting the slash of the other Duvalie's sword hitting her.

Shirley emerges from the onslaught with multiple lacerations but largely unharmed. She jumps back to gain some distance, "That all you got?!"

Duvalie rushes straight forward.

"Such straightforward attack won't—"

Shirley didn't manage to finish as her guard was totally in the wrong direction, as Duvalie goes past unimpeded, Shirley rolls to the right, narrowly avoiding the blade that was about to cut her down.

Duvalie points her sword at her, "Unfortunately for you, the Bladelord's technique was meant to disorient enemies, start talking and I'll let you recover while we chat, otherwise I'll cut you down! Here and now!"

Shirley laughs, "Haha, you think I'll go down that easy just 'cause I'm a bit dizzy? But sure, you impressed me all right. I'll give parts of the answer."

Duvalie narrows her eyes, "Were the Red Constellation actually sent by the society?!"

Shirley nods, "Of course, Daddy's all about business since he took over from Uncle Baldur. I got captured, so apparently, he was like 'Can't let the corps' reputation get bad because I got beaten up by cadets, bad for business'—Man, he slapped me hard earlier, guess I kinda deserved it from getting too carried away—so he proposed to back us up here to the Anguis."

"And this plan includes razing Saint-Arkh?", Duvalie asked.

"Razing? Nah, just a bit of distraction, if we want to raze the town, it'll be far worse, just ask pinkie there.", Shirley answered gesturing at Juna.

She then continues, "We have the super secret project yeah? The public doesn't know that the Red Constellation is with the Society, we attack and it'll just get plastered as jaeger attacks on Erebonia's old Capital. Whatever we're doing in you-know-where won't get any attention at all. Sure, the intel guys'll find out something's shifty, but they'll know anyway. There's…also another reason, though."

"Well? Tell me, then!", Duvalie shouted.

"Nah, that's about it for now, you or those kids behind you impress me again, and we'll talk."

Kids? We're pretty much the same age!

Shirley ready her Testa-Rossa, "Ready for round two?!"

Duvalie also readies her sword in response, "Here she comes! Keep up, hatchlings!"

Shirley once again opens the fight. This time she shoots bullets at us.

"Brave Order: Ebon Crest!", Altina yelled.

Time to be aggressive.

Duvalie is already at Shirley's left, her sword coated in flames. Shirley blocks it with her weapon.

Juna rushes forward, her gunbreakers coursing with electricity. Shirley torques her body and dodges, still holding Duvalie off, she edges her weapon's barrel just enough to shoot at Juna. Simmering shields from Altina's Brave Order appear, saving Juna.

I jump and close the distance from above, my spear aimed directly downward. Having no other choice, Shirley disengages from Duvalie and jumps backward. Straight at Kurt who delivers another flurry of blows.

Shirley moves to block Kurt's attacks, leaving her back exposed, as I drive my spear forward. She tilts her head dodging me and then kicks Kurt away from her.

She turns to me and swings her chainsaw at me. I let it hit me, knowing Altina's Brave Order is still active. Shirley is taken by surprise that the shield is strong enough to stop her blow. Her weapon occupied, I leverage this by raising my spear, and bringing it down toward her.

Shirley hastily disengages, narrowly dodging my spear. But not Altina, whom without she realizes had entered cloaking mode, and is now reappearing behind her. Claiomh Solais delivers a heavy blow with its arms, throwing Shirley several paces behind.

She recovers quickly, but a brief moment is all needed. For the three Duvalies are on her with a vengeance, spinning around with dazzling speed, far more intense than I've seen from her today.

"ARCUS activate!"

Might as well buff her further, I thought as I cast Saintly Force to boost her strength.

The three Duvalies merged and her sword once more glows.

"I'm just getting started!"

Like before, the glow intensifies as Duvalie once more unleashes the sword beam.

"Prism…Calibur!"

After the explosion subsides, Shirley is on her knees, with numerous lacerations and gashes on her.

Duvalie points her sword at Shirley's neck, "Talk."

Shirley pouts, "Aw…man. Those kids are kinda annoying, aren't they? But guess that means they're not half bad."

"Talk.", Duvalie repeated as her sword inched closer.

"Okay, okay. Relax…so you and I, we weren't told who our target in Sutherland is, right?"

Duvalie nods, "And…?"

"Apparently they told Daddy. How unfair is that? Hello! I'm the Enforcer here, an official member of the Society. He's just a contractor. Anyway…Daddy knows who the target is, and he was all like, 'this is the best way to drag that guy out, always had a bleeding heart, that one'. Something like that, anyway."

"So the people here are bait.", Kurt remarked.

Shirley shrugs, "Yeah, kinda. Dunno who Daddy is baiting. He said it'd be a surprise for me, though."

Duvalie grits her teeth, "Even so. Endangering these people. My Lord wouldn't—"

"That is because the Steel Maiden is kept out of the loop, or rather in isolation. Which is why you weren't able to contact her."

A blur of red and grey goes sailing past Duvalie. It's Instructor Randy.

"Randy!", Juna shouted in alarm.

In front of us, Sigmund Orlando approaches, apparently having just thrown Instructor Randy in our direction, the old Class VII are kneeling behind him, struggling to get up.

Duvalie steps forward, "What do you mean, kept out of the loop?! My Lord is an Anguis, one of the highest ranking members!"

Sigmund replies, "Words are, there has been dissension among the Anguis lately. As you know, this experiment In Sutherland is conducted because the Society needs an answer to a particular question. Questions that may change the entire course of your plan."

He laughed, "Heh, I simply offered the most expedient method to ensure the experiment will succeed and yields the answer they sorely need. As any good business partner would. The plan got accepted, and we carried it out. As simple as that."

Duvalie glares at him.

"Hahaha! Do you think your precious Steel Maiden won't agree even if she's not out of the loop?! Don't be naïve!", Sigmund guffawed in response.

Duvalie removes her sword from Shirley's neck and points it at Sigmund, "I will not abide by this slander to my Lord! Not even from you, Ogre Rosso!"

Sigmund walks toward the sword without care, "You naïve little girl, this is why you are not an Enforcer. You are too pure, you do not understand. The Steel Maiden may appear virtuous, but there is something she is desperate enough to achieve. We got clients like that from time to time, an upright man or woman who abandoned their morals and hires us because of desperation."

"My Lord would never!"

Sigmund stops just in front of Duvalie's sword and smirks, "Wouldn't she? She would have known about what is happening here, right about now. Why don't you try?"

Duvalie simply glares at him. Takes out her ARCUS and starts calling someone.

"Ines? Has our Lord sent word?", Duvalie asked.

"What?! No, she wouldn't! But…"

"I see. Very well."

Duvalie ended the call, her expression unreadable.

"Have you awaken from your pretty dream, O' little girl?", Sigmund taunted her.

Duvalie lowers her sword and turns to us with a conflicting expression.

"Duvalie…", I started.

She turns to me, "I'm sorry. But my Lord comes first."

Blue glows surround her and before long, she is gone.

"Hmph. So in the end, in the friction between loyalty to her ideology and loyalty to her Lord. She chooses the latter.", Sigmund said before turning to us.

"Now, then. Your teacher and predecessors lies beaten behind me, my nephew lies unconscious on your feet, and the foolish knight that aided you had abandoned you. Class VII of Thors, what shall I do with you?"

"You guys! Get away! You can't go against him, it's too dangerous!", Instructor Rean shouted.

Sigmund smirks, "Run? I shall allow it. Run, like the mongrels that you are. In return, I will simply kill everyone else here and inside this mansion. It appears my quarry still needs more incentive, and I am on limited time until your army comes."

Instructor Rean grits his teeth, and he finally stands up, holding his hand to his chest.

I freeze, he's going to…!

"R-Rean?"

"I thought you couldn't—"

"Don't do it!"

Instructor Rean turns to the rest of old Class VII, "Sorry, you guys. But I think I have to at this point."

Sigmund smiles wildly, "Hoh. I could certainly feel something, yes…I've heard about this. Is this what you have been concealing, Ashen Chevalier? Come then, show me this Ogre power of yours!"

Instructor Rean turns to us, "You guys should escape. I will—"

"We won't!", Kurt yelled at him.

We all turn to him in surprise.

Kurt raises his swords and looks at Instructor Rean, "You told me that I needed to find what lies beyond. I spent my life wishing I was more like my father and brother. I watched as my purpose is taken away…"

Is he actually doing an anime protagonist speech, right here, right now?!

"…But I realize now, that my purpose need not be contingent on assigned duty. I was blinded, too preoccupied with what directly lies in front of me, ignoring the festering abscess plaguing this nation. There are many things in Erebonia that the sword of the Vanders must cut in righteousness, and so I shall!"

Sigmund as is the law for anime villains in time like this, simply watches in amusement.

"And so if you are staying here to fight, then let me—us help you! I may be wrong…but as far as I'm concerned, THIS is what lies beyond! No other path!"

He really did it. This magnificent, dense, bastard actually pulled the anime protagonist's speech.

Sigmund smirks, "You have a good expression on you. However, as I said. I am short on time…as my respect for your declaration, I shall let you taste the pinnacle of power, boy!"

He raises his axes and brings them down on Kurt.

Instructor Rean starts running, "Kurt!"

The axes are blocked by Instructor Randy who had regained consciousness just in time.

Instructor Randy chuckles, "Heh, heh, heh. You damned dense chick magnets with your cheesy speeches! Damnit, you just have to pull one out, don't you?!"

By now Instructor Rean has reached us and steps beside Instructor Randy.

"Yo, Schwarzer! You should take responsibility for this student of yours, damn it!", Instructor Randy yelled as he pushes Sigmund back.

"Yeah, Rean! What are you thinking? Making another dense guy with corny speeches out of your student?"

"Pretty funny to see him at the end of one of his own speeches, though."

"Indeed, this is most definitely a Class VII."

Behind Sigmund, the rest of old Class VII too, have stood up and ready their weapon.

I watch in disbelief, this world really is ruled by anime tropes, it's beyond doubt now. An anime protagonist's speech is enough to change the flow of a situation.

Instructor Randy let out a battle cry as he charges forward.

Sigmund raises his right arm and swings his ax hitting Instructor Randy's weapon so hard that he's thrown back once more.

"Goddamn monster!"

"Bah, even your war cry, the trademark skill of a jaeger is weak now, boy! Been slacking since the Azure Tree, have you?!", Sigmund barked.

"Now, now. I think the boy is doing fine. Sorry to make you waiting though, I was out of town, y'see"

A gravelly voice comes from behind me, and as I turn back, I see the man from the other day. The one who claimed he was a hunter, a cigar in his mouth.

"You!", Instructor Randy said in alarm.

"Huh?! No way!", Shirley exclaimed from beside us.

Sigmund chuckles, "Finally comes out, do you? And here I was afraid, that you no longer have a bleeding heart. Although...does your heart beats still?"

The mysterious man chuckles, "Heh, you see—"

"Boss?!", Fie yelled.

The man smiles fondly, "Heya, Fie. I'd love to catch up and all, but there's this piece of trash I gotta take care of first."

"B-but you…"

This is Fie's dad? The one that supposedly died with Instructor Randy's dad? They're using the actually not dead trope?! Wait, no. Given Sigmund's question about his heart…resurrection?

Instructor Randy looks at him in disbelief, "Rutger Claussell…You, but I'm told that…"

"Ya heard right kid. I was dead. Your old man and I killed each other. He's still dead though, so if you want some revenge we can have a go later. For now , as I said, got some trash to take out.", Rutger said as he glares at Sigmund.

"Trash am I? Are we not jaegers? What sort of foolish meaning would we find, ascribing things such as morality to a profession like ours?"

Rutger exhales the smoke from his cigar, "This is the problem with you Red Constellation type, you have no standards."

Sigmund chuckles, "Still bring up the old arguments you had with Big Bro, even after you return from beyond the grave. We'll settle it, but not here."

"Scared, Ogre Rosso?"

"Not at all, Jaeger King. But my contract requires us to fight elsewhere, where preparations have been made. Besides, I'm out of time."

Just as he said that, and can feel the vibrations on the ground and the sounds of metals marching.

I turn back and can see in the distance tanks and soldats converging on this location. The 4^th Armored Division.

Sigmund turns to Shirley and the rest of the Red Constellation in the area, "Come Shirley. All of you sorry lots who are still alive too. We're going!"

The airship descends just enough for all of the Red Constellation to swiftly jump aboard before it's ascending again.

Sigmund looks at Rutger, "Go to Hamel, Jaeger King. We shall await you there, lest today's attack be a repeat exercise."

Hamel? Is that…a town? An area?

He then stops, before continuing, "And know this. Our airship is fast enough that we can slip by unnoticed, raid this city, and out again before a proper response could be mounted."

Shirley waves at us, "Bye guys! See ya in Hamel! I had fun today!"

And so the Red Constellation departs, leaving us basking in the aftermath of their attack.

A.N. Few things. 

One, I didn't add Aleister AKA Bleublanc, he is here in the game just as an NPC you can talk to though, no special event or anything.

Two, If anyone wondering, Kurt's speech in the end is mostly in the game canon, he actually did pull out an anime protag speech.

Three, does anyone remember the rolling r guy? He was that one random provincial army soldier at the end of the Bareahard chapter in CS1, that for some reason got a unique voice delivery by rolling his r. I need a provincial army commander, and so rather than making up one, I might as well use him. In this fic canon, rolling r guy got transferred from Kreuzen to Sutherland because he was made scape goat for what happened in Bareahard. The super long first name is from a result of a google search of longest german name.

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A.N: Minor edits to previous chapters. Neithardt is a colonel in CS3 instead of Major. He got promoted in between CS2 and 3. Unfortunately, since he's mostly relevant in CS1-CS2 Major was the one that stuck out for me. Fixed now, though.

After the Red Constellation left, Instructor Rean and Instructor Randy got called for a debriefing with General Craig inside a room in Marquis Hyarms's mansion. Rutger Claussell has long disappeared before the army got close, though Fie also took off in pursuit of him. Fie later sends an orbmail that they're on the outskirt of Saint-Arkh.

As for us, Instructor Rean looked ready to rip us a new one before he got called by General Craig. So we simply waited in the hall. As soon as he came out of the meeting, he called for us and started to scold us.

Which is where we are right now…in the middle of his scolding.

"So you're telling me that you ignored my orders, drive a car straight to gunfire, AND specifically came to where you know the strongest jaeger in the continent is at?"

Instructor Rean stands in front of us giving his best 'I'm disappointed in you' look. Beside us, Laura and Elliot stand somewhat awkwardly looking back and forth between us and Instructor Rean.

"Well?", Instructor Rean asked.

"Uh…the car is armored…?", Juna offered weakly

"That is NOT the issue here!"

"…It was still within the mission parameter, we didn't break any orders, the general—"

Instructor Rean sighs, cutting Altina off, "No, Altina. That's not what this is about."

"It's…not?"

Instructor Rean replies, "I know that in technicality, you did not break any rules. You were under the jurisdiction of the 4^th Armored Division, and General Craig gave his blessing. But that does not change the fact you guys ignored the spirit of my order."

I mean…he's right.

Kurt steps forward, "Instructor Rean, I was the instigator. I will take responsibility."

Juna interjects immediately, "What? no!"

Altina nods, "We are all to blame for this."

"Yes, if anything, considering that I am the Student Council President if we were to pull vicarious liability, then I would be the one responsible.", I added.

Instructor Rean turns to me, "You know, Jessica, after our conversation in the base camp…I was expecting you to keep them in line! You're smart and mature enough to realize that what you did was very dangerous."

I nod, "I have no excuse…But Instructor, if I may say something?"

Instructor Rean nods

"Instructor Rean…just as I said earlier that you have duties and responsibility for us, so do we have our own responsibility and duties. As nobles, as citizens of Erebonia, as Class VII of Thors, and even simply as people. We were in a position to help, and so we did. Was this not the rationale for all the escapades the old Class VII did as students?"

Juna backs me up, "Yeah! Everyone else we talked to said you guys did plenty of crazy stuff too!"

Kurt nods, "I don't mean to justify our actions, but I think that trying to fight Panzer Soldats on foot is at the very least almost as reckless as what we did."

"I believe the saying is: 'What goes around, comes around'.", Altina added.

"Well…", Elliot said scratching his cheek somewhat in embarrassment.

"Haha…we did disobey orders all the time as students.", Laura added in amusement.

Instructor Rean sighs, "That is that. And this is this."

He continues, "You guys are right that we did a lot of reckless things as students as well, and that we used the same rationale of 'we are in a position to help', so I understand where you guys are coming from. But currently, I am your instructor, not a fellow student. As long as I am your instructor, I can't overlook what you did. You were lucky this time, but next time might be different."

"That's…", Juna trailed off, unable to refute it.

Kurt simply nods, "You're right."

Altina meanwhile just stay silent, looking guilty.

I sigh, "We will accept punishment as you see fit, Instructor."

Instructor Rean's argument is basically, do as I say, not as I do. Which honestly, is fair. Like hey, in my old life, I told my patients about a healthy diet, but you know…can't help it sometimes.

After Instructor Rean stays silent for a few more moments, his expression softens, "Well…I cannot deny that without you guys, things might have ended up very different."

…You softie!

Instructor Rean smiles, "From what I heard, without you guys, Count Altheim's mansion might have fallen to the jaegers. And…without you guys, Duvalie and Instructor Randolph might not arrive in time to help us here in Marquis Hyarms's mansion. And without both of them, it is also very likely that this place would have fallen to the jaegers. In terms of actual performance, I have no real complaints. It's clear that you have learned a lot from your classes and exercises. I'm impressed."

He then turns to Kurt, "Oh, and Kurt. I see that you've really grown since the start of our field exercise here. I could clearly see your determination and how much you had struggled to arrive at your own unique answer as to for what reason you wield your blades. I'm proud of you."

Kurt looks surprised for a moment before allowing the rare instance of a smile on his face, "Thank you!"

Ah yes, the illustrious past and current protagonists bonding moment.

Elliot chimes in, "Haha, I don't exactly understand but…I guess at this point it's just tradition in Class VII to have personal issues resolved during a field study—or I guess field exercises for you guys."

Laura nods and turns to Kurt, "Indeed. I too have resolved my issues and grown both as a person and a swordsman during our field study. Keep at it and I'm sure you will advance further and further in your path of the sword."

"Yes, I shall take those words to heart.", Kurt replied respectfully.

Oi, Laura is supposed to be my senpai here, don't get greedy Kurt. I'm the losing blue-haired martial artist childhood friend here, not you, MC-kun. You have Instructor Rean, no?

"I see everything is in order—"

"MY BABY BUNDLE OF JOY!"

I turn around and see General Craig rushing straight at Elliot, arms spread out, gathering the attention of all the maids in the hall. Colonel Neithardt is facepalming behind him with Agate looking flabbergasted.

"OH, ELLIOOOOOT!"

Elliot ducks, deftly avoiding the hug and patting his father on the back instead.

"All right, no need for that, Dad...everyone's watching!"

"Why did you duck…?", The General complained, pouting.

General Craig continues his face full of concern, "When I heard that you were fighting against the Ogre Rosso, I had almost fainted on the spot. I…wouldn't know what to tell your sister if you…"

Elliot smiles, "I'm all right, Dad. More than all right, we managed to protect the people taking shelter here, after all."

General Craig goes for another hug, this time Elliot does not dodge.

"You have become a true man, son. It does a father's heart good to see."

The rest of us unanimously move toward Colonel Neithardt and Agate to give Elliot and the General some space.

"So, that's uh…Craig the Red, right? The famous general of the Imperial Army?", Agate asked.

Colonel Neithardt replies, "Yes, well…as you can see. He turns into an idiot doting parent in front of his children."

Agate shrugs, "Eh…I've seen the doting parent to beat all the doting parents. The General's got nothing on a certain crazy woman in Liberl."

"I will take your word for it, Crosner.", Colonel Neithardt replied.

He then turns to us, "In any case, allow me to congratulate all of you for the good work you've done in protecting Saint-Arkh's citizens in our stead."

"Thank you, Instructor Neithardt…though I wish you didn't authorize my students to go to Saint-Arkh.", Instructor Rean replied.

"Haha, perhaps you are now starting to realize how much the old Class VII's antics frustrate us instructors.", Colonel Neithardt replied, before looking at Instructor Rean and Laura and continuing,

"However, as I told your students, Schwarzer. It is exactly such spirit of determination and strength of will that make me proud to be one of your instructors. Especially now that all of you have grown into fine young men and women."

Instructor Rean nods, "Thank you for the kind words."

Laura bows lightly, "Your words honor us, Instructor."

Colonel Neithardt nods, "I merely stated the truth."

The three continue to chat for a bit before Agate approaches us, "Heard you guys drove a car through groups of jaegers? Haha, you guys got guts! Oh man, it really doesn't look good on me to be missing when a bunch of brats fought the most dangerous jaegers in the continent."

"B-brats? N-no, never mind. So where were you…uh…Mr. Agate?", Juna asked, oddly polite and formal

We all look at Juna.

"W-what?", she asked.

"You're just not usually…"

"What Kurt meant is that you are usually far less polite.", Altina finishes.

Juna shrugs, "Oh come on! He's a bracer, an A-rank bracer!"

"Agate's fine, but heh, as a bracer in Erebonia, it's nice to be spoken to politely. I was out gathering info about the Society's base and taking down some dangerous monsters that got reported. Of course, that bastard Ogre Rosso just up and said to go to Hamel anyway, making my info gathering a waste of time.", Agate replies.

"Where exactly is Hamel?", I asked.

Agate turns to me, "Yeah, I don't think I can answer that, sorry. Don't get me wrong, I don't mind telling you about it, but us bracers are already on thin ice with you guys' government, so…"

…it's definitely where that suspicious gate from yesterday leads to. The one where we fought the Balanced Clowns and met Laura. It's way too suspicious to not matter in the story and given that it was a government property…

"Something buried by the government then.", Kurt stated.

Agate nods, "Yeah…something like that. It ain't gonna be pretty for you Erebonians to hear, but I'm not stopping if you. Well, that's only if Schwarzer decides to take you guys along, anyway."

"Huh? To wherever Hamel is?", Juna asked.

At that moment Instructor Rean turns to us and nods, "Yeah. They haven't actually briefed me where…or what Hamel is, we're still waiting for Marquis Hyarms to finish addressing several crucial issues to restore order. But, since my orders from the Imperial Government is to stop the Society activity here, Hamel would be a natural next stop. As for you guys…"

All of us look at Instructor Rean.

Instructor Rean looks conflicted as he seems to be mulling over something.

"Let's just bring them along.", Elliot suggested from his right.

"Huh? But…", Instructor Rean started.

"I agree with Elliot. As you say to them earlier, Rean. We understand where they're coming from, do we not? As such, you should also understand that if your students are anything like us back then, they would come on their own, in any case.", Laura added.

Elliot nods, "Right. So wouldn't it be better to just bring them along from the start? That way you can keep an eye on them."

Colonel Neithardt chimes in, "That was, indeed, the stance we instructors ultimately took for the old Class VII."

…Even if you don't, Instructor, pretty sure the law of causality here will drag us into it anyway.

Instructor Rean finally sighs, "Fine. You guys can come along. BUT, I want you guys to listen to me during these kinds of missions. Is that clear?"

"Yes, sir.", we replied.

He nods, "Right. I'll hold you guys to it."

General Craig nods, "I see, then I suggest for all of you to steel your resolve. If you go to Hamel, no doubt that you will find out the truth about it. And it is not an easy one to hear."

…Government cover-ups never are. Especially if said government is of an Empire whose name literally just means darkness.

Some moments later, Celestin tells us that the Marquis is ready to receive us. After which, we're promptly brought to his office.

"Ah, welcome everyone. As the Head of the Hyarms Family who presides over Sutherland, I, Fernand Hyarms would like to once again extend my gratitude for your heroics in safeguarding Saint-Arkh.", Marquis Hyarms says as we enter the room. Instructor Randy is already inside, giving us a nod in greeting.

General Craig bows his head, "Not at all, Lord Hyarms. In fact, as the General of the Imperial Forces here, I feel as if I should apologize for not being able to act sooner. Though we and the Provincial Armies were enemies during the civil war, we are also both protectors of Erebonia. As such, it injured our pride as soldiers to stand by while our brothers-in-arm were in the midst of a crisis, nevertheless, that was the choice I made as General. Regardless of the reason, on this matter, I can only humbly asks for your forgiveness."

Marquis Hyarms replies, "Please, raise your head, General. I fully understand your position, ultimately you are bound to the chain of commands, and as you, no doubt realized there other worse potential atrocities that you must prevent than a delay in action. I can take comfort in the fact that many of those…reprobates were served justice by your army."

"Indeed. Though, unfortunately, those we killed or captured are fresh recruits. None of the main members of the Red Constellation perished nor were caught in the battle. Isn't that so, Lieutenant Orlando?", the General replied as he turns to Instructor Randy.

Instructor Randy grimaces, "Yeah. It's common practice for the Red Constellation, they send their fresh recruits to die on their first mission to 'thin the herd', a bloodletting. Those that survive would have proven themselves to be worthy combatants, those that don't are deemed to not worth the Red Constellation's time in the first place."

Marquis Hyarms nods, "I see, Orlando is it? You've met those we captured, yes? What would you have me do with them?"

Instructor Randy grits his teeth before bowing, "Please. If you could, show them some mercy. Many of the fresh recruits are just a bunch of brats who got way in over their head or don't have other options. It doesn't completely justify what they've done here, but…"

But as someone who was once a jaeger and manage to leave that behind, he'd probably wanted the same chance for others.

Marquis Hyarms looks conflicted before nodding, "I see. I cannot release jaegers with Erebonian citizenships for that would be unlawful. However, for those who are not registered as our citizens, I would be willing to try sending them back to their homeland, where they would likely receive a lighter sentence, especially if they have not conducted any operations in their own home."

Agate adds, "You can just send 'em to Bracer Headquarters in Leman. We'll sort them out and ship them back home."

Instructor Randy smiles solemnly, "I see…that's much better than what their sorry ass—I mean, thank you for your mercy."

Marquis Hyarms sighs, "Though the damages are relatively contained and minor, there are already too many people that died today. I would like to prevent any more loss of lives from this sad affair."

General Craig nods, "Yes, my condolences for all the lives lost today. Both civilians and Provincial Army soldiers that bravely defended the city."

The Marquis nods back, "Indeed, their loss will be mourned. In particular Count Altheim, he has been a great help in managing the region and a personal friend of mine."

"Oh…"

"Count Altheim is…"

Instructor Rean nods at Laura and Elliot, "…Yeah. Instructor Mary's father."

Colonel Neithardt adds, "He died personally helping citizens to evacuate. Such a tragic event, his daughter had been kind to me when we were both faculties of Thors Main Campus."

I feel an odd weight settles in my stomach. It's not as if I don't care that people died here before, but…Even just knowing that a person that died is a relation of an acquaintance of someone I know, adds a layer of gravitas that wasn't there before.

It's an odd thing, isn't it? It's not as if I know Count Altheim personally, nor do I know this Instructor Mary, but…it makes it feel more real.

Major Lechter looks at me, "You're not really using it to warn anyone, right?"

I shake my head, "No. I don't quite know how to explain it."

"Well, your choice. Maybe…you might want to consider starting to though.", he replied 

…If I had tried to give a warning, can anything be avoided?

"Well, in any case, let us get to the matter at hand. Lord Hyarms, if you would?", General Craig's voice interrupted my thoughts.

Marquis Hyarms nods, "Of course. Now then, about Hamel…South of Parm, there is an abandoned road that has been sealed off. That road once led to a small village called Hamel."

As I thought, it's that gate from yesterday.

"Hamel Village? I don't think I've ever heard of it.", Elliot remarked.

General Craig responds, "You wouldn't, son. Because this is a secret known only to the highest level of our government. Well, the 'official story' is out there, but even then there has been a great deal of effort to bury it, making Hamel forever forgotten."

Laura nods, "I feel as though I've heard the name from my family members at some point. If I recall correctly, an unfortunate disaster struck the place some time ago. However, considering that you mention 'official story', General. Would that mean…?"

"Yes, a landslide was the cause of Hamel's destruction reported on the papers.", the General replied.

Marquis Hyarms looks at us, "Before we continue any further, I want all of you to know that Hamel is a dark side of the empire's history…a tragic, cursed history. For those of you not born and raised here, most likely all knowing about it would do, is significantly worsen your undoubtedly unfavorable impression of Erebonia. But Rean, Laura, Elliot, Kurt, and Jessica. The five of you are born and raised here. What you will uncover in Hamel will forever change how you see our home, do you truly wish to proceed?"

I already know from the start that as shonen-esque as this setting is, there is some dark stuff happening all around. But that does not change the fact that as Jessica, a noble of this Empire, Erebonia is still my home. A sense of obligation to one's home is not something I've ever considered before reincarnation, and just like a sense of obligation as a noble, it is simply one of those things that Jessica has and ▅▅▅▅▅ don't.

I nod, "It is no secret that Erebonia is an empire whose dark history is rife with bloody conflicts and strife, and as such, I believe one cannot hold a true fondness for this Empire unless we are resolved to confront that darkness head-on. Even to the depths of it."

"Indeed, and as for me, as I've said earlier. I have resolved myself to no longer live in ignorance of the abscess that is infecting this empire so that I might cut through them as a Vander.", Kurt added.

Altina chimes in, "I am not born and raised here, and was not part of the inquiry, however, as a citizen of Erebonia, it is only logical for me to try to know more about this country when the opportunity arises to make an informed decision on various issues."

Juna smiles and shrugs, "Same here. Besides, all of my class seems to be dead set on going, so I can't just sit back and be the only one left behind."

The old class VII looks at us before nodding at each other,

Laura steps forward, "Certainly, the path we're walking toward is one that is clouded and bounds to be full of doubts and hesitation. Nevertheless, all of us in the old Class VII—and also new Class VII it seems—have decided to keep moving forward, relentlessly."

Elliot nods and pumps his fist, "Yep, forward relentlessly, without looking back…that's the least we can do for a certain friend of ours who can no longer do so. And personally, as a musician, if the path ahead is full of doubts and hesitation, I just need to play a melody that lifts them and clears the way."

A certain friend? Oh…right. Him. Crow Armbrust.

Finally, Instructor Rean nods, "As you can see, Lord Hyarms, General Craig. We know that this old, yet changing empire is full of contradictions and conflicts. But we will go and face them, anyway. So please, show us the path ahead—no matter what awaits us down the line, we will keep moving forward. So we can become the foundation of the world, as Thors' Class VII."

You make an anime speech, and you also get to make an anime speech, everyone makes an anime speech.

"Heh, again with the corny speeches. But can't help feeling nostalgic here.", Instructor Randy muttered.

Agate turns to his fellow redhead, "Oh, you too, huh? Yeah, I guess things like these just don't feel right without these kinds of speeches."

Marquis Hyarms and General Craig look at each other, nodding.

"Celestin, bring us paper and pen.", Marquis Hyarms said.

"Of course, my Lord.", Celestin replied before fetching them.

Marquis Hyarms turn to us, "Fourteen years ago, Hamel was completely destroyed by a landslide. Or so the announcement claimed. Immediately afterward, Erebonia invaded the southern kingdom of Liberl, and the Hundred Days War began."

"Considering what you've said until now…would that imply…?", Kurt asked.

…A premeditated casus belli for invading Liberl. Which would mean we killed our own citizens so we can go to war.

Marquis Hyarms shakes his head, "Unfortunately, that is all the General and I can tell you under the oaths we took."

I think I can see Agate frowns in my peripheral vision. Well…he is from Liberl, and if I had to guess the Hundred Days War is somewhat an important backstory in the plot of their game?

General Craig turns to Agate, "The rest, I'm sure you will find out for yourselves. Especially since you have Mr. Crosner accompanying you."

Agate turns to him surprised, "You sure? You're asking me to spill the secret? I ain't the one directly connected to Hamel, but I don't mind telling 'em."

"Given how resourceful they are, they would find out eventually, anyway. In any case, I do not recall asking you to tell them. Merely noting that you would be traveling with them to Hamel, that is all.", General Craig replied.

Agate smirks, "Heh, not bad, old man. I thought you're as hardass as ol' Morgan in Liberl, but guess you're not as uptight as that old fart."

General Craig smiles in amusement, "Ah, General Morgan the Martial Lord, huh? Well, I am quite honored that you'd compare me favorably to such a venerable name in the military world."

Agate shrugs, "Well anyway, if you're sure, I'm not gonna hold anything back from them."

General Craig nods, "Of course, but before that…"

He turns to Marquis Hyarms who is writing something on a piece of paper brought by Celestin.

Marquis Hyarms finishes writing and hands it over to the General, "Here you are, General. I have added my signature, all that is required is yours."

General Craig receives the paper and adds his own signature.

He then gives the paper to Instructor Rean, "This is a permit from both the administrator of Sutherland and the General of the Imperial Army stationed here. Without this, stepping beyond the gate south of Parm that led to Hamel will have all of you charged for treason of the highest degree."

Marquis Hyarms then produces a key and also hands it over to instructor Rean, "This is the key to the gate. It goes without saying, however…you must not divulge any information you find there to the public. Otherwise, that will also have all of you charged with treason."

Instructor Rean nods, "We understand. Thank you."

General Craig replies, "Of course. On another note, the RMP is still dismantling the explosives on the rails leading from Saint-Arkh station, so you cannot use the train to get to Parm, unfortunately."

Instructor Rean turns to Juna, "In that case, say, Juna—"

Kurt, Altina, and I immediately step forward and shake our heads vigorously.

"Oh come on, you guys! My driving is fine!", Juna complained.

Instructor Randy laughs, "Haha, well…I don't think all of us will fit inside, anyway. We'll just have to settle for horses."

 After we received the permit and key to the gates, we went to the gate, where Fie is waiting for us.

"You guys done talking with the Marquis? What'd I miss?", Fie asked.

You missed your chance to make an anime speech, Fie.

Instructor Rean answered her, "Well, the main takeaway was that Hamel is a dark buried government secret. Judging from the way they're talking about it…it seems to be one of the most, if not the darkest secret of Erebonia."

Fie nods, "Yup. That checks out with what Boss told me."

"Speaking of, what's the deal with the Jaeger King? Did he actually come back from the dead?!", Instructor Randy asked.

"So he says.", Fie responded.

"Did he…elaborate on the process?", I asked

Fie shakes her head, "Nah. He said he has a non-disclosure clause in a contract."

NDA, wonderful.

"Wait, doesn't that imply someone revived him to hire him?", Instructor Randy asked.

Fie shrugs, "Dunno, I guess. Still…when Xeno and Leo said they were going to bring back the Boss after we fought in the Infernal Castles, I didn't think they mean it literally."

Instructor Rean nods, "I don't think any of us did."

Xeno and Leo…They were the Zephyr members hired by Duke Cayenne during the civil war, I think. I saw them from time to time in the Pentagruel. I never really talked to them, though.

Instructor Randy sighs, "So? Where's the old man?"

"He went ahead. Said he'll be waiting for us in Hamel.", answered Fie.

"So he already knows the location? Curious.", Kurt remarked.

Instructor Randy shrugs, "Eh, could be that the Hamel is somewhat known for jaegers in their generation too. To be honest, I think I've heard my old man and Uncle Sigmund mentioning Hamel once or twice. I never asked for details though."

Agate chimes in, "I guess that'd make sense. The Hamel incident did involve jaegers."

Fie turns to him, "So you gonna tell us or what, Agate?"

Agate shakes his head, "Not here. I'll tell you guys once we reached Hamel, we'll save time that way, and…To be honest, there really ain't a right way to start telling anyone about a tragedy like Hamel, give me some time to think it through."

Fie quirks one of her eyebrows, "Hmm? Surprisingly thoughtful of you."

Agate scowls, "Don't expect it every time."

Instructor Rean nods, "Understood, Agate. If that's all, then let's depart."

The ride to Parm was uneventful, no one really talks much, presumably still thinking about the ramification of a guy claiming he returned from the dead, what Hamel is all about, and the attack on Saint-Arkh…or a combination of the three.

Before long we arrived in Parm and without delay, we continue our journey to the gate where we fought the Balancing Clowns yesterday. We nod at each other and get off the horses.

"…We're here.", Agate said.

He then looks at the gate, "Hmph. How dare they use this place for their crappy little scheme."

"Hey, so uh…I've been wondering but…how is it exactly you know about Hamel when even Erebonians don't?", Fie asked.

Agate crosses his arms, "I was born in a place called Ravennue Village. It's near our border with the empire. I'm familiar with the name 'Hamel'. I learned the truth about it four years ago, during the incident in Liberl."

Instructor Randy looks at him, "You're…gonna be all right, man? Sounds kinda personal."

Agate waves him off, "Eh, as I said to the General back then, I ain't the one directly connected. But still, as long as we're going in, there's this place inside I might as well stop by…For some pals of mine…and that asshole who up and died."

…I guess that'd be the Liberl party members?

Agate then motions for Instructor Rean to open the gates, "Let's go then. I'll tell you guys more once we're inside."

Instructor Rean opens the gate and we walk inside.

Not far from the gates, Rutger is waiting for us, leaning on a rock.

"Hey. You guys finally here.", he said as he puffed out the smokes from his cigar.

"Been waiting long, Boss?", Fie asked.

Rutger shrugs, "Yeah…kinda. Not to worry, though. I had company."

"Xeno and Leo?", Fie asked as she starts to look around.

Rutger nods, "Yep. Though they're ahead scouting by now…well, besides them I also got some patrol archaisms for company…until we destroyed all of them, of course."

I look around, and true enough, remains of archaisms are scattered everywhere.

"You did all of this by yourselves?", Juna asked.

Rutger laughs, "Nah, I'm just an old man, y'know. Xeno and Leo also helped out."

Instructor Randy sighs, " 'just an old man', he says."

"What? It's true. I'm sure I'm only a bit stronger than you, War God Jr.", Rutger said to Instructor Randy as he showed him a small space between his index finger and thumb.

"Like hell you are! And don't call me War God Jr!", Instructor Randy complained.

Rutger replies, "Haha, anyway…as I told you earlier, you want revenge for your old man, we can have a go later…after I deal with your uncle."

Instructor Randy shakes his head, "Nah…way I heard it, you two agreed to fight and then duked it out for three days and three nights straight before you both killed each other. I'm not a jaeger anymore, but I still understand that business is business. 'Sides, I don't think my old man could think of a better way to go, knowing that crazy battle maniac."

Rutger nods, his expression softens, "I see. You're a good kid. Guess no matter how messed up he was in several ways, he didn't screw up raising you…well not completely anyway, still raised you to be a jaeger, gotta take points off for that."

He then turns to Fie, "Not that I can talk about raising kids to be a jaeger."

Fie shakes her head, "Nah, come on, Boss. It's not like you know how to raise me any other way…and I'll never regret you taking me in."

Rutger smiles fondly and puffs out another of the cigar smoke, "Heh, that so? Still…I'm glad you ended up a bracer instead. It's still somewhat in the grey area, but much better than a jaeger, far as I'm concerned. Gotta remember to thank that Purple Lightning gal for taking you in after I died and Zephyr disbanded."

Fie rolls her eyes, "Heh, Sara huh? Knowing her, she'd probably like it."

"That so? The way you're saying that I feel like you're not telling your old man everything here, Fie.", Rutger replies.

Fie shrugs, "You're just completely her type, that's all. Please don't get it on with her, calling Sara 'mom' would be weird."

Ah, so she's into the silver fox type, huh?

Rutger guffaws, "Ahahaha, well I'm flattered. But I'm a dead man walking here, literally. A good gal like her should go for a better guy."

He then ruffles Fie's hair, "Well, anyway…I told you already, but I'm glad that I got to see you again all grown up."

Fie just closes her eyes, enjoying the sensation.

Rutger then turns to Agate, "I didn't see you in Saint-Arkh earlier, but you're the Heavy Blade guy, yeah? As her senior in the Bracer Guild, take care of Fie for me, okay?"

Agate nods, "Eh, Fie can take care of herself, but sure…I can lend a hand if she needs to. But...heh, I can't believe I'm actually meeting you. You're a legend in the guild."

Rutger discards some of the ashes on his cigar, "Yeah, well, us jaegers and you bracers are sort of rivals for a long time. I got into a scuffle with tons of your seniors in my heyday. Glad that I made an impression at least. But…uh don't take this the wrong way, considering this place, if any bracers would have showed up, I thought it'd be a different guy."

Agate nods, "Ah…him, huh?"

Huh, who is this, the Liberl protagonist?

Agate then continues, "Actually…he was the one supposed to come along with his girlfriend, but they got denied entry by the Erebonian government. So…here I am."

Rutger nods, "Yeah. That'd make sense."

"Why are they denied entry?", Elliot asked.

"They're related to Cassius Bright, you guys know him, right? Also…the guy we're talking about has one hell of a background that'd make anyone keeps tabs on him.", Agate replied.

"That uh…seems quite intense.", Elliot said.

Fie nods, "Yep, they're also from Liberl like Agate, but I haven't actually met them yet. They're kinda a legend among us younger bracers, though."

Yeah…okay, so that's the protagonist and the main heroine of the Liberl games. Gotcha. Also, they're both related to Cassius Bright? Incest much…? Well nah, it's probably one of those actually not blood-related tropes...probably...hopefully. Not that it's much better, in my opinion, but…oh well, I guess we'll see when I actually meet them.

Rutger then turns to Instructor Rean and the rest of old Class VII, "And finally…You guys were Fie's classmates, yeah? Xeno and Leo told me a lot about you guys. It seems like you lot has been good to Fie. Thank you for that."

"Not at all. Fie has also helped us along in many ways.", Laura replied.

Elliot nods, "Yeah, both in battle and other ways. But especially in battle, I don't think we would get through a lot of them without Fie."

"Yes, we—"

Rutger cuts Instructor Rean off, "Ah, you though…Xeno and Leo told me some…interesting things."

Yikes. He's still smiling, but pretty sure that's a thinly veiled threat.

"I-I'm not…", Instructor Rean stammered.

"Boss! Come on!", Fie complained

Rutger smirks, "Heh. Still…From some of what Fie told me earlier and other kinds of stuff Xeno and Leo told me, you have done a lot for Fie. So thank you."

Instructor Rean smiles and nods, "There's no need for that. Fie is an irreplaceable part of Class VII and a dear friend."

Ouch, friendzoned and not even getting the dazzlingly beautiful line Laura got, I guess that's the heroine hierarchy for you…then again in front of her dad, probably best to do that. Instructor Rean is dense, he's not stupid.

"…and Fie also have done so many things for me as well. I'm the one who should be thanking her."

Rutger's eyes narrow just a fraction, keeping the smile on his face, he asks, "Done things for you, eh? What kinds of things?"

"N-nothing inappropriate!", Instructor Rean quickly replied.

"You're saying Fie ain't good enough for you, Ashen Chevalier?"

"N-no, that's not…!"

Rutger then laughs, "Haha, I kid. Just a joke…but if something actually happened between you two…you'd tell me, right?"

That last part was said in a very serious tone of voice.

"Y-yes, sir."

Poor Instructor Rean, still dealing with harem bullshit even after his games ended.

Rutger nods, "Good.", he then turns to me and the rest of new Class VII, "Don't go and become too much like your teacher, there, okay?"

Rutger then looks pointedly at Kurt, "Especially, you, boy."

…Too late for that, considering he started to pull out cheesy anime protagonists' speeches recently.

"R-right. I'll keep it in mind.", Kurt said with an awkward smile.

"He doesn't fully get it does he?", I hear Fie whispering to Laura.

"That seems to be the case, yes."

"Well damn, I think he's even worse than Rean. We got our work cut out for us if we want to push you-know-who over to him."

…You two are so misunderstanding the situation. Also, I resent being referred to as you-know-who. My nose is perfectly fine, thank you very much. Besides, I'm definitely more of a Ravenclaw than Slytherin.

Rutger then snuffed out his cigar before standing up, "Well then, that's enough pleasantries for now, don't you think? Let's go to the village, shall we? All the archaisms on the way there are already destroyed, so you guys can take it easy until then."

We all nod and start walking toward the village.

The path here is very…unique to say the least.

There are clear signs of civilizations, but one that has also faded, claimed by mother nature. It has this somber beauty to it.

"Hold on, let me stop and get some of these flowers," Agate said, suddenly stopping.

"Agate? What for?", Fie asked.

"…I told you I need to stop somewhere for some pals of mine, right? It's a grave, in a clearing in the back of the village.", Agate answered as he starts picking up some of the flowers.

"For the 'asshole who up and died', as you said?", Fie asked again.

"Him and…the rest of Hamel's residents."

A tense, suffocating atmosphere instantly falls between us. I guess I was right.

Agate continues, "In case it's not clear to you guys, the landslide story is bullshit."

I nod, "Yes, well…I figured. The truth is, they were 'sacrifice' for the justification of the Hundred Days War, weren't they?"

"Huh?!"

"But that's—"

Agate nods ignoring the rest who are making several remarks of horrified surprise, "You're pretty sharp. That's the gist of it, yeah…for the Hundred Days War. Fourteen years ago, at the end of the war, Erebonia and Liberl signed a peace treaty, one of the terms not revealed to the public was that both Erebonia and Liberl will keep quiet about Hamel…and pretend it never existed."

"T-then…if it was justification for the war...", Elliot started.

"Considering that Liberl was the one invaded…that would mean Erebonia is the one that…", Laura concluded, but was unable to finish the sentence.

A pregnant silence permeates us. Those that are not Erebonians simply look at us, not knowing what to say. While for us, the Erebonians. We all know what it meant. Our government mass murdered an entire village for justification to go to war, but none of us seems willing to say it out loud.

Agate finally breaks the silence, "I kept saying to you guys, it's not going to be pretty for Imperials to hear. The tragedy of Hamel as it's reported in public records is not the truth, the lives lost here are not the result of a natural disaster…but men's greed. And now, Hamel's not even on the map anymore, isn't it amazing how easy it is to hide the truth?"

Kurt looks at Agate, "When you said mass murder, it couldn't be that everyone here…"

"Every single one of them. Man, woman, children…all of them are killed. Except for two, who managed to escape, that is.", Agate answered solemnly.

…one of them was the guy he was talking about earlier, huh?

"T-that's just so…how could anyone do that?!", Juna shrieked in horror.

But no one has an answer for Juna, not even Agate who is now finished picking flowers and stands up, his back toward us.

Rutger finally breaks the silence as he turns to Juna, "Unfortunately, that's just the kind of world this is, little missy. I have no room to talk, being a jaeger but...people can do some screwed up things when they are desperate."

Agate nods, "Yeah. And usually, the more important they are, the more screwed up the things they'll turn to once they're desperate. Just so happen, this desperate person we're talking about is important enough in a superpower country called Erebonia."

Another silence falls between us until finally, Instructor Rean speaks, "Agate, will you let us also place flowers on that grave? As Erebonians…it's the least we could do, I think."

Agate's expression softens, and he nods, his voice cracking a little, "…yeah. Sure. Go on and pick them. I'll tell you guys the rest once we got to Hamel."

Kurt nods, "Then we will do so."

The old Class VII, Kurt, and I then start to pick the flowers.

Instructor Randy smiles sadly, "I'm no Erebonian, but…I think I'll join you guys and pick some too."

"I-I'll do it too!", Juna said.

"As will I.", added Altina.

Rutger looks at Instructor Randy and nods, "Yeah, me too, kid. Considering jaegers are involved, that's also the least guys like us can do."

"So jaegers ARE involved, huh? Of course, jaegers are involved.", Instructor Randy said bitterly as he starts picking some flowers.

"As I said, I'll tell the rest once we got to Hamel.", Agate chimed in.

"Oh, I know these flowers.", Fie said from beside me as we were picking the flowers.

"Ah, as expected from a member of the gardening club.", Laura remarked with a small smile.

Rutger turns to her, "Oh, that so? Honestly, I can't imagine you being in the gardening club, Fie."

"Haha, for the longest time, I can't make anything grow, let alone bloom, though.", Fie admitted

She then continues "Anyway, I think these are a rare type of white lilies."

"They smell really good.", Elliot remarked.

"And they're really pretty.", Juna added.

I nod, "Yes. White lilies are often associated with innocence being returned to the souls of the departed. It is very apropos for the occasion."

"You sure know a lot.", Juna replied.

I nod at her in return.

Heh, I guess even Juna can't snark about me being a princess in times like these, huh? At least the mood lightened up.

A few moments later, all of us have picked up the white lilies.

"You know, I think someone has already picked up some before us.", Fie said

Instructor Rean nods, "Yeah, I noticed it too."

"Wait, does that mean…?", Elliot trails off.

I can imagine Duvalie picking up some to place at the grave, but…the rest? I can't imagine any of the Red Constellation doing it. Like Shirley? Really?

"…The Stahlritter chick I can kinda see, but Shirley and the rest of my old corps? Yeah…I don't think so.", Instructor Randy said, echoing my thoughts.

Agate sighs, "Well, no use worrying about that now, let's move on."

After a short walk later, we finally come across the village gate.

Hamel, the Forgotten Village.

"Well…this is it, you guys ready?", Agate said as he looked toward us, Erebonians.

We all nod silently and enter the village.

"It's…beautiful.", Juna said as soon as she enters.

Yes, It's…very hauntingly beautiful. A very tranquil place.

Buildings and other remains of the people who used to live here are scattered all around us…I think I even see some children's toys, remnants of those whose lives got cut short in the tragedy.

And yet…like the area around the village, mother nature has reclaimed this village. Vegetations grow all over the area, throughout the buildings, and on its walls. Flowers are even blooming here, with butterflies flying all around.

"This is…", Altina started, not knowing what to say.

"So this is Hamel.", Kurt said as he solemnly looks around.

Elliot nods, "Yeah…it's very sad, isn't it but…"

"Also beautiful.", Fie completed.

"As time passes, I suppose nature transformed this site of tragedy into a sublime grace.", I add.

Laura turns to me and nods, "Time heals all wounds, is it? Perhaps this is the sign that the souls here are at peace."

"Yeah, I hope so.", Instructor Rean agreed.

Agate turns to us and smiles softly, "I'd like to think it that way. Yeah. Estelle and Joshua—that's the two bracers I mentioned earlier—are allowed to come here a few years ago thanks to Olivier."

Rutger nods, "Black Fang, huh? So he came back here?"

Agate nods back, "It's probably because of him that the dead here can rest."

"Him, meaning Joshua?", Elliot asked.

"And he's from this village.", Instructor Rean concluded.

Fie nods, "I think so. I did hear he was originally from Erebonia. He's the one with 'one hell of a background', I never heard about this part though."

"I see. If he was from Hamel…I can see why he would be denied entry.", Kurt noted.

"…Among other things.", Agate replied.

…so he's…Liberl's protagonist, huh? These developers, don't hold punches in making their protagonists suffer, do they?

I turn to Kurt. Then does that mean, he will also…

Agate continues before I can follow that train of thoughts, "Anyway, I mentioned two survivors earlier, right? One of them is Joshua, the other…was Enforcer II of Ouroboros, Loewe the Bladelord."

"But I heard that the Bladelord is…", Instructor Randy chimed in.

Agate nods, "Dead. The asshole that up and died? That was him. A lot of things happened, but…he ended up helping us at the end in the Liber Ark…and he died as a result."

Shirley grins, "This is what you learned from the Bladelord, yeah? Come on then!"

Duvalie points her sword at her, "Unfortunately for you, the Bladelord's technique was meant to disorient enemies, start talking and I'll let you recover while we chat, otherwise I'll cut you down! Here and now!"

I see…Duvalie's…well I don't know their exact connection exactly, but it's the person she mentioned from time to time.

Agate then turns around and look at our surrounding before he starts speaking, "As Schleiden there has deduced, fourteen years ago, this place and its entire citizens except for two, were sacrificed as a justification to declare war against Liberl."

He then turns back to us and continues, "The main perpetrators were a group of jaegers, but…"

"But someone hired them. And those bastards agreed to slaughter an entire village for Mira.", Instructor Randy said with vehemence.

Rutger nods, "This is why even jaegers have to have standards. Otherwise, we're just a bunch of savage animals. No longer humans."

"So…who hired them?", Juna asked.

"Officers in the Imperial Army.", Agate answered.

He stops for a bit and then continues, "At that time, the army was run almost entirely by nobles. But they started to get frustrated after seeing commoners rise through the ranks."

"I see, so in desperation, they tried to accrue war victories to bolster their reputations. And one of their targets was the Liberl Kingdom?", Altina asked.

Agate nods, "Got it in one. Of course, they need justification. So they hired jaegers to massacre this entire village and then blame it on Liberl."

"In the end…everything ties back to the divide between nobles and commoners.", Kurt remarked.

Agate replies, "Yeah…anyway, after they made it looked like it was done by the Liberl army, as 'retribution' they send an armored division led by a noble officer. The Imperial Army used their military might and trampled all over Liberl."

Instructor Randy interjects, "Ah…I remember that. Everyone thought that Liberl was about to get swallowed up by Erebonia, until…"

"Until Cassius Bright happened.", Rutger added.

"Yes. We drove out the Imperial Army invading, but…Erebonia is a huge, powerful country…and it was amassing troops for more attacks. So when a sudden ceasefire treaty was proposed, the Liberl Queen had two options. To bury the truth about Hamel and stop the war, or continue fighting and denounce Erebonia for the slaughter they did in Hamel…ultimately she chose her own people.", Agate finished.

Fie turns to Rutger, "Boss, when you told me back then about a village that got destroyed by pieces of trash who eventually got killed off one by one…"

"It was this very village we're currently standing on.", Rutger confirmed.

"The instigators were probably killed off to keep quiet.", added Instructor Rean.

Rutger nods, "And the noble officer who led the invasion was executed in a secret military trial after. You asked me, that guy is probably a scapegoat."

Kurt sighs, "Now that I've heard the entire thing…no wonder that we're not allowed to tell the public any of these."

Juna turns to him, "What?! We're just going to let this stay secret?!"

Elliot interjects, "I understand what you're feeling, it's very sad, but…"

I turn to Juna, "It's not quite as simple as that. Perhaps fourteen years ago, we could argue that exposing this tragedy was undoubtedly the right thing to do. But now…fourteen years later, in this current political climate, exposing this to the public could very well lead to another civil war."

Laura nods, "Regardless of the social class, such news of our government massacring their own citizens for false justification to wage war would plunge them into panic and tear at the social fabric."

"But…"

Altina adds, "Unfortunately, at this juncture, the negatives outweigh the positives."

Instructor Rean nods, "Yes, but maybe…Someday, in the future…"

Juna reluctantly nods back, "…I don't like it. But, I guess you guys are right. Let's…let's place the flowers."

Agate smiles, "Yeah, let's—"

Suddenly, we hear noises of something heavy coming from the trees on the hill to our right.

"Wait this sound is…", Instructor Randy said as he looked toward the trees.

"It's a Panzer Soldat!", Instructor Rean shouted.

Not long after a lone Drakkhen showed up, it cockpits open and…

"Man, patrolling the countryside sure is confusing. Lots of twists and turns, dunno how I even got here."

Ash Carbide comes out from the soldat, acting innocent.

A.N. : Was planning to finish the Sutherland arc this chapter, but turns out I think Hamel needs much focus considering how pivotal it is in the series.

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A.N. : Last Sutherland chapter, what do you guys think of the first arc?

"You little! You think I'm about to buy that shit?!", Instructor Randy shouted at his student…who had just illegally trespassed into one of the most restricted places in the empire.

Ash shrugs, "What're you talking about, teach? The paths 'round here are confusing, yeah? Too many damn trees…man, where even is this?"

"You were supposed to help the army patrol with the rest of Class VIII! Are you seriously telling me you stole that top-of-the-line soldat for personal unauthorized use?! And then break into here without permits?!", Instructor Randy replied in exasperation.

"I keep telling ya, teach. I just happened to got lost patrolling with Class VIII…and I just happened to end up here.", Ash replied nonchalantly…it's pretty clear he also knows it's BS, he's just making it clear that he doesn't give a damn and won't admit what exactly he's doing.

Instructor Rean steps forward, "Hold on, Ash. How did you even find this place?"

Ash whistles, "I dunno. Like I keep telling Randolph, too many damn trees. Got here before I knew it."

"There's…a metal gate on the path here.", Instructor Rean said.

Ash nods, "Oh yeah? Right, right. I think I saw it, it was open though. Guess it's your fault for not locking it, don't 'cha think, Schwarzer?"

Instructor Randy replies, "Even if that's the case, there's a sign saying not to enter."

"That so? My bad, my bad…kinda hard to read from inside a soldat, y'know."

"Who's this bozo?", Rutger asked in amusement.

Instructor Randy sighs, "One of my students."

Ash then turns to Rutger, "Well then, since you even got this old fart helping you, why don't you let me join in too?"

Instructor Randy massages his temples, "You did not…just call the Jaeger King an old fart."

Rutger laughs, "Heh, I like this one. He got some moxie."

He then turns to the rest of us, "Let's just bring the kid along, too late to turn back anyway. And it ain't looking like he'll go back on his own."

Agate sighs, "Hmph, this is why punkasses like him should be dealt with harshly."

"I don't know, Agate. Some of what Schera's told me about you kinda remind me of this guy.", Fie chimed in.

Agate frowns, "Yeah, no. This kid ain't got nothing on my heyday."

"Talk is cheap, old man. I thought you'd say you're gonna whoop my ass? Guess you really are just all talk."

"Okay brat! Get down from that Soldat, and I'll introduce my 'Heavy Blade' to your face!"

Instructor Randy sighs and turns to Instructor Rean, "Let's just bring him along like Rutger said. It's simpler that way with him."

Instructor Rean also sighs, "Well…you're his homeroom teacher. We'll have to work on his permit later, though. Okay, let's do it."

Instructor Randy turns to Ash, "Ash Carbide!"

"Yeah, what's up teach? Don't go calling with my full name like that. You ain't my mom."

Instructor Randy gives him a glare, "Right, so here's the deal. You get to come along, but you follow my and Schwarzer's orders, got it?"

Ash waves him off, "Yeah, yeah. Gotcha, teach."

"I'm serious! One step out of line, and I'll beat your sorry ass myself!", Instructor Randy yelled at him.

Ash nods, "Okay…fine. I got it already."

"And we're still going to have a talk about how you—Hey! We're not done talking!", Instructor Randy shouted as Ash closed the cockpit back.

Ash ignores him as he pilots the Soldat to jump from the cliff and walk to our position.

"Oookay. Onward?", Ash asked from inside the Drakkhen.

Instructor Randy looks ready to break something, "…let's just go, can't waste time."

Rutger nods, "Yeah. We can rendezvous with Xeno and Leo just up ahead in a bit."

Not long after, we reach a path that will lead up to the clearing. Two men wearing spec glasses and Zephyr uniforms are waiting for us.

"Hey, Boss. Took you long enough. Oh, and you bring Fie with you.", Xeno the lean one with faded green hair in a ponytail greets us.

Fie waves at them in greeting, " 'Sup, Xeno, Leo."

"Yeah, got sidetracked a bit. Everything okay here?", Rutger replied.

Leonidas, the big bulky man with dark skin and braided hair, nods, "Up ahead is the Ogre Rosso and his daughter, as well as the head knight of the Stahlritter, along with hidden military monsters and the Sleipnir archaisms. The rest are waiting for an ambush on the ridge."

The Sleipnir, those are…the archaisms Duvalie summoned to escape yesterday night. A strong vanguard type.

"How many on the ridge?", Rutger asked.

Xeno shrugs, "Dozens of the Red Constellation plus two Stahlritter chicks…sorry, Boss, we wanted to take a closer look, but y'know, they have the Blitz there. Any closer and he'd spot us and snipe our heads off."

Instructor Randy nods, "Gareth's here, huh? Yeah, good decision, he's a damn good sniper."

Rutger turns to Instructor Rean, "Hey, Schwarzer. How's this, your students including the punk in that soldat can go with Xeno and Leo and take out their ambush squad. They'll be a bit outnumbered but the soldat will even it up. The rest of us will go and fight those three in the clearing."

Instructor Rean mulls over the idea a bit before asking, "How likely is it that some of the jaegers on the ridge carry a panzer faust?"

"Prolly a few. No worries, though. Leave that to Leo and me.", Xeno replied.

Leonidas nods, "We'll take them out immediately so the soldat can safely join the battle."

"I don't need no protection. But guess it'll make it easier for me to cut loose.", Ash said from inside the soldat.

Leonidas turns to him, "At times such as this, it is wise to simply accept the help. Do not be reckless."

"Tch, whatever."

Instructor Rean nods, "Then that's settled."

He then turns to us, "You guys go with Xeno and Leo, okay? Follow what they tell you."

I nod at him, "Yes. Please be careful, Instructor."

He nods back, "You too."

We then split up, with Rutger, the old Class VII, Agate, and Instructor Randy following the path to the clearing and the rest of us climbing to the ridge.

"Right. We just need to go straight ahead, and we'll reach them. You ready, kiddos?", Xeno asks us as soon as we reach the top of the ridge.

Altina nods, "Yes. It's been a while, but I look forward to working with the two of you once more."

Leonidas nods back, "Likewise, Black Rabbit."

He then turns to me, "And you as well, Snow Princess."

"Of course, thank you.", I replied.

Xeno smirks at me, "We never talked to each other in the Pentagruel, right? Looking forward to seeing what you got."

"The rest of you guys too, of course.", he then added looking at Kurt, Juna, and Ash's Drakkhen.

"Heh, I'm ready to go wild. Just don't get in my way.", Ash's voice replied from the Drakkhen.

Juna sighs, "I have mixed feelings working with actual jaegers, but I'll do my best."

"We will try to meet your expectation.", Kurt adds.

Xeno nods, "Then let's roll, kids."

After walking for a bit, Xeno signals us to stop, he then turns to us,

"Any further and we'll be discovered, meanwhile…."

He jerks his head toward the back of the clearing.

"Boss and the other seem to still be fishing for info. No sense in us opening hostilities now and having them miss out on info. Remember the plan and be ready.", he continued.

I turn to look at the back of the clearing, it's a bit far to hear what they're saying, but it seems like they come to an agreement and Instructor Rean along with the rest approach the memorial grave to place some flowers.

There are already two bouquets of the same flowers, I guess that would be Duvalie's…and Shirley's? Can't imagine the Ogre Rosso placing it. As for us…I guess we'd have to wait for our turn after this.

A few moments later, Instructor Rean and the rest finish, before talking to Duvalie, Shirley, and Sigmund for a bit.

Finally, they step back from the memorial, heading to a place in the clearing nearer to the ruined village, which is now close enough for us to hear what they're saying.

Instructor Rean nods, "…you seem to have enough courtesy to mourn the dead…"

"Most of you, at least.", Instructor Randy said as he looks pointedly at Sigmund.

Rutger adds, "Heh, maybe ya should try to follow your kid's example. She seems to have mellowed out a bit."

Sigmund replies, "As long as it doesn't compromise her in battle, she can place as many flowers as she likes. But as for me…I see no meaning in such things for people like us."

He then smirks mockingly, "Surely you don't think placing some flowers will spare us from Gehenna? Or did you enjoy rests in Aidios's bosom while you were dead, Jaeger King?"

Rutger shrugs, "Beats me, I don't remember anything while I'm dead. If a beautiful goddess comforted me on her bosom, I ain't remembering anything. But you see, old pal, this ain't about that. It's about having standards."

"Heh, again with that rhetoric you always gave Big Bro. You and my brother, the War God, killed each other, so you two never settled that argument. I suppose I simply have to settle it in Big Bro's place.", Sigmund replied.

Rutger scoffs, "Don't get cocky there. Only one man in the jaeger world can actually match me, but that man ain't you. Too bad for you, the War God is dead and buried. But sure, I guess it's time to settle it."

He then turns to Instructor Rean and the rest, "But before that, you guys have some questions to ask 'em, yeah?"

"I shall be direct, what exactly do you hope to accomplish by disturbing the tranquility of this place?", Laura started.

"…This is not the only village of its kind. There have been more than enough villages outside of the empire that have been destroyed as well. Such as my hometown.", Duvalie answered.

Duvalie stops for a bit before continuing, "But that's not important now."

Shirley chimes in, "The dead are dead. The living has their own world to worry about. A world where we struggle, suffer…and die, feeling the joy and comfort of every moment spent in it."

…Nice soliloquy. Go post it on Tumblr or something.

Instructor Randy snarks, "Didn't know you take some philosophy classes since Crossbell."

"Yeah, well…", Shirley replied.

She then takes out her weapon, "Anyway…let's get down to it, shall we?"

Agate responds by readying his giant blade and finally speaks up, "Let's go, you damned pests!"

At this moment, Xeno signals us to get ready.

I ready my spear. From my peripheral vision, I can see the several packs of cougars coming out from their hiding place and two Sleipnirs deactivating their cloaking down in the clearing.

Xeno looks at us and nods, "Okay, kiddos. It's go time. Move out!"

As planned, Altina sends out Claiomh Solais in cloaking mode to carry Xeno. This way he can get closer undetected.

Meanwhile, Ash moves the Drakkhen forward.

Two women in knight armor notice Ash first, immediately drawing their weapons.

"Soldat! Anti-vehicle unit, fire the panzer fausts!", a moment later, an old jaeger holding a large sniper rifle with spiky hair and a scar running through his right eye yelled, presumably this is Gareth, the one they were talking about.

Before they could fire them, however, Xeno jumped down from Claiomh Solais and throws short javelins into the barrels of the panzer fausts.

"Gotcha!", He said as the javelins detonates.

Many of the jaegers managed to throw it away in time, but not before suffering minor injuries, as well as having the panzer fausts rendered useless.

"Time to go wild!", Ash yelled in response as he swing his switchaxe at a group of jaegers that are forced to jump back. Only to be met with Leonidas's huge mechanized power gauntlet, the pile bunker built into the gauntlets generating enough shockwave to crack the ground where it impacted.

"Xeno the Trap Master and Leonidas the Behemoth…Zephyr. So the Jaeger King is not alone after all.", Gareth remarked as he aimed his sniper rifle at Xeno and fired.

Xeno rolled just in time to dodge

"Heh, sorry, buddy. You guys don't get a monopoly on being chummy with the Erebonian military.", Xeno replied, returning fire with his own blade-rifle hybrid.

"Indeed. We will stop you right here.", Leonidas said as he punches through another group of jaegers.

I rush ahead along with the rest of Class VII to join the battle. Only to be blocked by the women in knight armor.

"Hoh, it appears Zephyrs have some backup.", an imposing redhead in a ponytail with a large halberd said as she looks at us.

"Heehee, are they the ones Duvalie helped earlier?", a woman with long wavy indigo hair and a bow replied.

"Stahlritter…", I muttered.

The indigo-haired woman turns to me and fires her bow, "Oh my, then you must be the Schleiden girl."

I sidestep to dodge, instead preparing myself to meet the halberd of the other girl.

Kurt comes in and blocks her halberd, followed up with Juna shooting at her, forcing the redhead to jump back.

Prompted by the link, I take the initiative and close in on her just as she finished jumping back, the indigo-haired woman shoots an arrow my way, I ignore it, knowing Claiomh Solais will come in and block it.

I thrust my spear forward instead, making the red-haired woman raise her halberd to deflect. Another thrust, this time barely dodged by shifting her body. She slams her halberd down at my third thrust, I pulled it back for a feint. She lost her balance as her swing fails to hit anything, I go for another thrust. She disengages, jumping backward.

The indigo-haired knight smiles at her in amusement, "Goodness…she forced you to retreat from that exchange?"

"Hmph, I simply underestimated her…and the rest of those children.", her colleague replied.

"Well, she is a Schleiden.", The indigo-haired knight remarked.

The redhead nods, "Indeed, and Duvalie is fighting an Arseid at this moment. What a peculiar turn of fate."

I look at them, "Peculiar turn of fate? For the Stahlritter to be facing the heirs to the Schleiden and Arseid family? Then…your Lord truly is—"

Kurt cuts me off, "H-hold on. You're not suggesting…?"

Juna looks between the two of us, "Huh? What are you two talking about?"

The red-haired woman smirks, "Heh, we'll leave that to your imagination."

"Heehee, All we will say is that it seems to be fitting for us Stahlritter to be facing off against the descendants of the Eisenritter.", the other knight added.

"Shall we take that as confirmation?", Altina asked them.

"Huh? Confirmation of what?", Juna asked us, confused.

"We'll fill you in later.", I replied, feeling bad that Juna seems to always be out of the loop.

The redhead ready her halberd once more, "Do as you wish. For now, you have other things to worry about."

The other knight nods, "Indeed. I am quite curious how well all of you measure up to Duvalie's stories."

Her red-haired counterpart points her halberd at me, "Especially you, daughter of the Schleidens…And the rest of you as well, Thors Class VII. I, Ines the Stout shall test your mettle!"

Beside her, the indigo-haired archer winks at us, "Likewise, I, Ennea the Sharp will also do so. I look forward to it."

"Here they come! Get ready!", Kurt said beside me, raising his swords.

Juna replies, readying her gunbreakers, "No need to tell me twice!"

Ines jumps high as she swings her halberd down with such a ferocity that forces us to break formation. I can feel the earth shaking after her halberd hits the ground, before jumping as a small fissure opens up in the ground…I shudder imagining taking a hit even once from that.

A whooshing sound from my right, I swing my spear midair to deflect an arrow from Ennea.

As I reach the ground, I'm immediately forced to duck to avoid a swing from Ines. Her horizontal swing is immediately followed by her raising it and swinging it down at me. Kurt comes in and blocks it, the force making his knees tremble.

I rush to help him but am forced to deflect another arrow from Ennea, this time with such force that the arrow pushed me back in the process. Another one the arrows come at me, forcing me to deflect another one. From my peripheral vision, I can see Claiomh Solais forcing Ines to disengage from Kurt, as Juna fires back at Ennea.

I take advantage of Ennea stopping to shoot to dodge Juna's bullets to rush at Ines, and thrust my spear at her. She deflects it to the side, making me lose balance. She swings hard at me, swatting Kurt who's trying to block it in the process. At the last second, before it hits me, Claiomh Solais appeared and pushes her away.

I regain my balance and send Ines a javelin of chilly air blast, Ines blocks it with her halberd and shrugs it off, before rushing at me swinging her halberd. I block with the side of my spear, and immediately, the impact made me almost drop my spear.

"What's wrong, Schleiden?!", she said as she raised her halberd for another swing.

Ines brings her halberd down on me, "I'm not Duvalie, so…!"

I roll to the left to avoid her swing.

"Don't expect me to go easy on you!", she shouted as the halberd hits the ground.

The halberd hits the ground, making a huge crater, and sending dust everywhere.

…That one will surely crack my skull, at the very least!

She relentlessly dashes at me with another swing. I avoided it barely with a sidestep, and counter with a thrust, she simply angles her body so her armor deflects my spear. An upward swing from Ines. I block, but the force is enough to lift my feet as I lose my balance.

Ines positions her halberd to her side and aims a wide horizontal swing at me. From the corner of my eye, I can see the rest trying to get to me, and failing as Ennea's arrows kept them in check.

"Brave Order: Ebon Crest!"

A shimmering shield from Altina's brave order blocks Ines's swing, most likely saving my life.

I immediately jump back to gain some distance between us, with the rest of Class VII joining me after shrugging off Ennea's arrows with Altina's Brave Order.

Wordlessly, we all charge at Ines. A rain of arrows comes from Ennea, effortlessly blocked by the shimmering shield. Ines swings her halberd at Kurt, but similarly, is halted by a shimmering shield. In response, Kurt swings rapidly at Ines, forcing her to disengage. Immediately after, Ines is forced to block a strike from Claiomh Solais, and then roll to the left to dodge Juna's bullets.

Finally able to ignore the arrows, Altina finishes the analysis, and information rushes to my head, as I use it to anticipate Ines's movement and intercept her roll with a throw of my spear.

Ines swats my spear away, though not before receiving some frostbite from the ice. Kurt comes in with a light and dark sword beam, forcing her to block. My spear returns to my hand and I jump at her. She raises her halberd to block me, while Kurt rushes at her.

This is it. The angle between my attack and Kurt's is too wide for her to cover completely. She needs to choose one to block.

As both Kurt and I close in on her, a single arrow, seemingly made of orbal energy hits Ines. And her movement accelerates to such that in a blink of an eye, she swats both me and Kurt away. Her halberd hits the shimmering shield, but it's packed with enough force to throw us back.

I immediately stand up and glance at Ennea behind her…she's a buffer too?

Ines takes a defensive stance, realizing that her attacks won't go through Altina's Brave Order,

She smirks, "A defensive battle, is it? You will find out why I am called the Stout! Come, my shield!"

Yellow rings of light appear around her before materializing into a shield and dispersing again, enveloping her.

Claiomh Solais appears beside her and swings its arms. Only for Ines to stand still and shrugs off the attack, she then swings at Claiomh Solais, pushing it backward even with Altina's Brave Order.

Ines then rushes at us, ignoring Juna's bullets as what little graze her skin heal immediately.

I meet her with a thrust, which she takes right to the face…but rather than skewering through, all it made is a small needle wound.

"That's all?", she said as a trail of blood falls on her face before healing.

She swings her halberd and swats me aside, throwing me to the ground.

Ines then sets her sight on Kurt and swings hard at him. Kurt sidesteps and counters with a swing of his swords, which harmlessly hits Ines.

"Transform…sync complete."

I hear Altina starts chanting. I pick my spear and join Kurt in keeping Ines busy. I intercept her swing, allowing Kurt to disengage. Before he returns the favor by blocking Ines's next swing.

"Go, Arcadias Gear…Ready….Launch."

Altina merged with Claiomh Solais and takes to the air.

Juna joins us and swings her gunbreakers at Ines, who as with my and Kurt's attack simply shrugs it off. She swings at Kurt again, sending him flying, though unharmed thanks to Altina's Brave Order.

"Brionac, open fire."

Juna and I jump back to gain some distance. Twin blue lasers from Altina hit Ines and create an explosion. Ines emerged, lightly signed as the minor burns had already started healing.

"ARCUS activate!", I cast saintly force at Altina in a desperate attempt to deal actual damage to Ines.

Altina comes down on Ines, her metallic wings sharpening into blades as she spins around to gather centrifugal forces.

Ines raises her halberd and swings it at Altina. The two clashes…the shockwave from the impact resounds around them as clouds of dust cover the area.

The dust settles, and I can see Altina's wings hit Ines to no effect, while Ines's halberd hits a shimmering shield.

Stalemate…? Wait no.

Altina's Brave Order subsides, and the shimmering shield dissipates, forcing Altina to hastily disengages, narrowly missing the halberd.

Ines smirks, "Oh? That shield of yours is at its limit? My own absolute defense is still good to go. That will teach you to challenge the Stout in defense, I suppose."

Ennea adds, smiling, "That was a good effort on their part, though, wouldn't you say? Why, such defense even forced me to sit out for a bit."

Ines nods and points her halberd at us, "Indeed, my compliments. However…it seems your trump card came up short."

...These two are very close to Duvalie in skills. No, considering we're fighting them in tandem, we probably would be better off against Duvalie.

Ines starts taking some steps toward us, "Acceptable performance, but it's about time we—"

The blade of a giant scythe interrupts her as she's forced to jump to avoid it. In mid-air, Ines is then forced to block several bullets with her halberd.

Ennea meanwhile, is rolling to the right to avoid a massive metallic power gauntlet.

"Yo, I come to bail your sorry asses!", Ash said from inside the Drakkhen as he pilots it to stand defensively in front of us.

"Ash! And…", Kurt trails off looking in the direction where they were fighting the Red Constellation previously.

The location is littered with wounded Red Constellations who are now in full retreat.

Xeno jumps and lands beside the soldat, "Sorry to leave you four hanging, kiddos. But it took us a while to beat those guys."

"Indeed. Leave this two…TO US!" Leonidas shouted as he launches a punch at Ines and for once, she's the one sent flying even with her defensive buff still active.

To Ines's credit, however, she still manages to stand up, relatively unharmed, "It's been a while since someone break through my impenetrable walls, even a little. How interesting."

Ennea smiles in amusement, "True, upright knights against unscrupulous mercenaries. Tales as old as time."

Xeno glances at us before returning his focus to our enemies, "You guys go and check on the Boss and the other, 'kay? Kid in the soldat too. See if you can stage an ambush and help them out."

Juna nods, "R-roger!"

"Understood, we'll do so. Let's move!", Kurt said as he starts running.

We follow him, even Ash as he says, "Tch, fine. Things seem to be more fun that way, anyway."

After cloaking ourselves with Claiomh Solais, and having Ash pilot the Drakkhen several steps behind us, we manage to position ourselves above the clearing where Instructor Rean and the others are fighting.

It seems like we're right on time, as the fighting seems to have winded down.

"…but Ashen guy, why are you still holding back? Needs some help?!", Shirley shouted as she aimed her weapon at Instructor Rean.

"I won't let you!", Fie interjects as she shoots at Shirley, forcing her to abandon her shot to defend herself.

"Aw…does the Ashen Chevalier needs help from Sylphid to babysit him?", Shirley mocked

Sigmund cuts her off, "Shirley, enough. As much as this fight makes my blood boil, we shouldn't forget our job here."

Shirley smirks, "Oh yeah, think it'll work now that it's nice and warmed up?"

Duvalie nods beside her, "Our fight with them should have fulfilled the condition. Let's start the next stage of the plan."

Shirley takes out a remote with a single button on it.

We worldlessly take action.

Ash pilots the Drakkhen to jump and swings his weapon straight in the middle of Sigmund, Shirley, and Duvalie, forcing them to jump away to avoid it.

He then focuses on Sigmund swinging his weapon at him, making Sigmund raises his axes to block the soldat.

Meanwhile, Juna fires at Duvalie and Shirley to distract them from the cloaked Claiomh Solais dropping Kurt and me at them.

"Behold, the dual blades of Vanders…"

"Kneel, for before you is the spear of Schleiden…"

We started chanting mid-air as we drop down.

"You…!", Duvalie said as I drop down next to her.

My only response is to rapidly thrusts my spear at her, ice crystalizing on it.

Caught by surprise, Duvalie is on the defensive as she tried her best to avoid wounds to vital areas, as my spears weave around her.

"Blooming Edelweiss!"

The results are less dramatic, as Duvalie manages to avoid many of the thrusts, but what minor wounds she suffered turn into severe frostbites as ice flowers bloom from them.

"Argh! You dare strike me with a technique I help you perfect?!", Duvalie yelled at me, panting.

I give her a smile, "…Showing you how much I've come since then, would be the best way to confer my gratitude to you."

"W-what? What are you saying?! D-don't think I need your gratitude!", She shouted taken aback, seemingly holding back smiling.

I glance briefly at Kurt and he's finished and is in a similar situation, with Shirley somewhat singed from his bolts of lightning.

"Oh wow, I actually felt that one a bit, not bad.", Shirley said as she grins.

…Please don't tell me that this is how Shirley enters his harem by getting interested in wanting to fight Kurt once he fully realized his potential or something.

"You guys!", Instructor Rean shouted.

He then joins me, followed by Laura. While Agate and Fie join up with Kurt. Rutger and Instructor Randy, meanwhile face off against Sigmund. Elliot is gripping his staff tightly, ready to support all fronts.

"Hmph. It seems our ambush squad has been taken out.", Sigmund remarked.

Shirley laughs, "Haha, and they set up their own ambush? Man…that's great, you guys are really something else. Hey, Daddy, can we recruit the Thors kids?"

Sigmund replies, "Focus, Shirley. The plan."

"Oh yeah, I got it right here.", Shirley said as she takes out the remote again.

Ash immediately swings his weapon at her, "Not lettin' you push that hella suspicious button, Little Miss War Crime!"

"Oh, buzz off, you.", Shirley said as she nonchalantly deflects the Drakkhen strike with her own weapon, held onehanded.

"Wha—", Ash shouted in surprise.

"Let the real party start!", Shirley yelled as she pushed the button.

Suddenly a giant robot in a blue frame manifests behind Ash's Drakkhen and punches it all the way to the other side.

"Ash?!", Instructor Rean shouted.

"What in the world…?", Juna said from the ridge as she looks at the thing in disbelief.

I don't blame her, this thing is massive. Aside from the Goliath class, most soldats will only reach half its height. Its widely spread arm, several rotating orbs on its torso, and several pistons pumping on its upper body and arms paint an intimidating figure.

"Is this…another archaisms?", Kurt asked.

"An Aion...", Instructor Randy answered grimly.

Beside Juna, Altina nods, "Specifically Aion Type-γ. This is the newest model of the machine that Crossbell had during their bid for independence. The one that destroyed the entire 5^th Armored Division."

"THIS is the thing Estelle and them fought?! How's it moving without a Sept-Terrion?!.", Agate yelled in surprise.

Sept-Terrion…known as the seven treasures of the Goddess Aidios. Objects with supposedly immense power and nigh omnipotence…most likely central to this setting's overarching plot. This thing is designed with those objects in mind?

"Yeah! It worked!", Shirley cheered.

"Well, hopefully, many of its functions still work.", Duvalie added.

Sigmund looks at Rutger, "Well? Get moving, Jaeger King."

Rutger snorts and glances at Instructor Rean, "Heh, I'd like to, but…I think I'll leave this to the young'un for now."

Instructor Rean raises his hand.

Ah. This pose.

"Heed my call! Valimar, the Ashen Knight!"

Instructor Rean then turns to me, "Jessica…and Kurt too. Check on Ash. Leave this to me."

I nod at him, "Yes, good luck to you and Valimar."

I then head to where Ash is, with Kurt behind me.

As we approach the Drakkhen, I establish a link with Ash via our ARCUS. Soldats are made to use in conjunction with an ARCUS, so naturally, its emergency system to open the cockpit from the outside is activated via the ARCUS link. The idea is so that fellow members of the pilot's unit can open it in case of emergency.

Before I engage the forced opening protocol, however, the cockpit opens on its own.

"Damn. It got me.", Ash said as he sit slumped in the pilot seat.

I turn to Kurt, "Help me move him out of the soldat."

Kurt nods, "Yeah."

"Meh, I can—"

I cut Ash off, "Be quiet for now, okay?"

With Kurt, I support him on his arm to get out of the soldat.

I can hear a loud thud as something heavy lands where Instructor Rean and the others are. Valimar has arrived. But well, I guess I'll have to take care of Ash first now.

"Ash, you seem to be conscious, I need you to answer some questions, all right? Any problem breathing or difficulty talking? Any unusual sensation?", I said as I go about the usual ABC primary survey procedure for trauma, observing for any signs of airway obstruction and breathing problems. And then check his pulse.

"Nah, I'm fine—h-hey, you're too close! Oi, Vander! Have your girl back off! I'm fine!"

I ignore him and the sounds of metal clashing from behind me, as I note his normal pulse…well, slightly elevated from adrenaline, but that's fine. Capillary refill time as I pressed his nails also comes out as normal, so it's fine.

"Give it up, there's no escape when she's like this.", Kurt sighed, probably remembering his own firsthand experience.

I continue the examination, and thankfully he is fine. Airway, breathing, and circulation are safe, Glasgow Coma Scale remarkably shows Compos Mentis, no pupil dilations so no signs of cerebral edema...basically the conclusion is Professor Schmidt truly designed soldats—or at least the Drakkhens—with safety in mind.

"How's Ash?", Juna asked as she reached our location with Altina behind her.

"I'm fine, prissy girl's just bein' fussy as usual.", Ash replied

I roll my eyes, "It's merely standard procedure."

I then turn back to the fight as I see Valimar narrowly dodging a punch from the Aion…Instructor Rean seems to be struggling.

Hold on, this seems to be the climactic fight in this arc. Why is Instructor Rean the one doing this fight? Isn't the protagonist…

"Is that soldat still functional?", Kurt asked as he turns to Ash.

Oh, okay. Yep. So that's where we're going. The new protagonist helping the old one defeat a powerful opponent trope.

Ash nods, "Yeah. It didn't take a direct hit, so the machine should be fine."

Kurt nods back, "All right, I'm going."

Altina chimes in, "Please hold on, Kurt. Panzer Soldats work best when the armaments match what the users are familiar with, Ash's weapon—"

Ash cuts her off, "Should be fine, check on the back container, pretty boy's blades are there."

"Huh, why'd you even bring it? Isn't that space for the emergency soldat repair stones?", Juna asked him.

Ash rolls his eyes, "Does it matter now? Look, I'll give you guys the down low later, 'kay?"

He then turns to Kurt, "Damn it…I REALLY want to go out there and get some revenge. But I got the wind knocked outta me…hate to say it, but I gotta leave it to you."

Kurt nods at him, "Yeah. Leave it to me."

I turn to Kurt, "Be careful…and good luck."

"I'll be fine.", Kurt replied.

Ash smirks, "Pro tip, Vander. Even if you are, act injured a bit. Maybe even get a nice lap pillow outta prissy—"

"Would you shut up?! Now's not the time!"

Thank you, Juna.

Kurt sighs, "As I said…I'll be fine."

He then walks over to the Drakkhen and enters the cockpit, before starting to pilot it to walk where Valimar and the Aion are.

I watch as one of the Aion's punches connect to Valimar, hard enough to make even Valimar get pushed back in recoil. If that was a normal soldat and not a Divine Knight…No, Kurt will be fine, I know the protagonists seem to suffer a lot in this franchise. But it's still too early for any of that…right?

"Allow me to help.", Kurt's voice rings out from my ARCUS. Again, since soldats are designed to be used with the ARCUS, the communication channel between soldats is shared with all ARCUS linked to it by default.

Instructor Rean replies immediately, "Kurt, get back! This isn't the kind of opponent a Panzer Soldat can handle!"

"I know that! But I can't just stand by. This land means so much to me. I need to do whatever I can to protect it.", Kurt shouted back.

I glance warily at the Aion, just as its punch narrowly gets dodged by Valimar.

…Uh hello, there's a giant hostile mech boss here? You two are not going to have protagonist speeches throw down or anything, are you?

Kurt continues, "…and find my own path ahead. Please accept my help…and the sword of the Vanders."

"Kurt…", Instructor Rean trailed off.

Just then my ARCUS glows, well not just my ARCUS. Ash's, Altina's, and Juna's too.

This is…I think I heard this happening to the old Class VII during the civil war. I turn to the old Class VII, Laura catches my eyes and nods.

So it is the same, as I understand it, this is some sort of resonance between Valimar with the ARCUS links, allowing Valimar to 'borrow' some of our skills. I guess it's pretty much what Brave Orders are based on.

I turn to look at Instructor Rean and Kurt facing off against the Aion. I guess it's the protagonists' show now, with us taking the support role.

The Aion raises both of its arms up high, ready to slam it down. The swing comes hard, but its clear broadcast of the attack allows Instructor Rean and Kurt to dodge. Instructor Rean, already in a sword-drawing stance, executes a quick sword draw to strike at the Aion as a counter.

Kurt takes the initiative and delivers some rapid slashes to its side. It hit, but the Drakkhen is swatted away in return.

"Kurt!", Instructor Rean yelled.

Just then, music resounds through the area, as the orbal energy wraps protectively around Kurt's Drakkhen and even starts to repair the damage.

I turn to Elliot and sure enough, he's playing his violin. I guess that means not only Valimar can channel our skills but also the soldats fighting with Valimar?

The Drakkhen stands back up, just in time to send a light and dark sword beam to interrupt the Aion that is about to fire its missiles. Making it recoil, and allowing Valimar to slash through it with flames twisting around his blade.

In response, the Aion fires several beams from the integrated beam from its claw hands. All of which are blocked both by Valimar and Kurt's Drakkhen.

"It's working. Let us keep this up.", Valimar said

Oh wow, it's really much less mechanical than it used to be.

The Aion is about to fire again, this time, Instructor Rean interrupts as Valimar delivers a double slash to the Aion's chassis. The Aion staggers, as Valimar delivers a follow-up slash. A left hook from the Aion in response forces Valimar to jump back as the pile bunker on the Aion's left arm drives into the ground just where Valimar was minutes ago.

A blast of huge water blast hit the Aion, making it lose its balance, as Kurt channels Elliot's orbal arts affinity. The Aion sends a barrage of laser beams at Kurt's Drakkhen. In response, Kurt dashes forward, as the beams are mitigated by the orbal energy layer around his soldat. The Aion delivers a punch at Kurt's Drakkhen, which is deflected by Valimar, as another series of rapid slashes from the Drakkhen hit the Aion, opening up for another follow-up attack. Before the Aion can recover, Valimar's speed suddenly increases and it precisely cuts through the gun on both of the Aion's hands…that's Fie's, I think.

The Aion, now on the defensive, moves backward to create some distance between it and the Drakkhen and Valimar.

Kurt was about to pursue it before being stopped by Valimar.

"Wait, something's coming.", Valimar said.

"What—"

Instructor Rean cuts Kurt off, "Its cannon!"

The opposing Aion's orbs start glowing as pistons start pumping full force, both its hands starting to rotate on its arms as its axis, and blue energy seeping out from its rotational forces.

A moment later, two blue laser beam launches from both of its hands, and I can feel the heat even here. For a moment all is too bright as I'm forced to close my eyes.

"A-are they all right?!", I can hear Juna shouting over the loud screech of the beams.

"It's fine, they—", Altina started replying before the light subsides and we all open our eyes.

Over the smoke, I can see both Valimar and the Drakkhen still standing. And as the smoke subside, I can see a giant translucent shimmering shield…Altina's. Man, defensively she's just a lifesaver all around.

Valimar then starts glowing, for a moment, I can see the silhouette of wings…Laura's Radiant Wings technique. The glow envelops Valimar's tachi, as he dashes forward, fires forming a helix around his blades. A single strike hits the Aion as it staggers backward, losing its balance.

And then, I feel myself in the Drakkhen…oh, I see. My turn, huh?

The essence of the Schleiden school is to penetrate through. Calmly, with composure, and relentlessly looking for that one weak link, that chink in the enemy's armor. And drive through that weak spot with ferocity.

The chassis of the Aion had suffered minute fractures from the Laura-enhanced Valimar strike earlier. So there has to be the spot, where it's more fragile than the other, that singular spot where the micro fractures converge.

I spot it. Bottom right of its torso, besides two of the spinning orbs.

I urge the Drakkhen to move forward, and it responded. It raises one of Kurt's swords…and thrust it through the spot I identified, fracturing the armor.

My consciousness exit from the Drakkhen as I yield full control back to Kurt. Just in time to hear Altina speak, "The Kurdalegon II alloy-reinforced chassis fractured. This is our chance."

A chance that does not go unnoticed by our two protagonists, apparently.

"There, Instructor!", Kurt said as the Drakkhen jumps back, but not before it manifests the dark and light sword beams and delivers X-shaped slashes, right at the spot of the fracture.

"Leave it to me!", Instructor Rean responds as Valimar dashes forward, flaming sword in hand, and delivers a horizontal slash.

Valimar steps back, as Kurt's Drakkhen dashes forward once more, as the dark and light sword beams coalesce into a golden gale, swirling around the two swords.

The Drakkhen delivers a cross slash at the Aion, before the golden gale, manifests around the Aion, swirling around it and ripping its chassis, starting from the fractured part.

The Aion stops moving…of course the protagonist delivers the final strike, why wouldn't he?

Sigmund looks over at the Aion, before turning to Shirley and Duvalie, "That thing is about to shut down. Hmph, a failure, is it?"

Duvalie scrutinizes the Aion from afar, "It does not show the expected result."

Shirley shrugs, "Meh, it's a bust then?"

Duvalie shakes her head, "This is only the first experiment. But in this particular test…it's a failure, yes."

Failure? How do they know that, what's the parameter? Isn't their target Rutger? They wanted Rutger to come here, meaning to fight the Aion? Does something Instructor Rean and Kurt do substitutes for something Rutger could have done? But what…

Valimar steps forward about to finish the Aion, but…

"Hold it there, Schwarzer!", Rutger shouted.

"What is—", Instructor Rean stops as Valimar turns to Rutger.

Rutger is now making the same pose that Instructor Rean made to summon Valimar.

Of course. Divine Knights. Legends told us of several knights, and we know of three at present. Given the mysteries surrounding them, they are bound to be important to the plot, meaning following this trope…more pilots will eventually appear.

"Come, Zector!", Rutger shouted.

And a purple Divine Knight manifests, holding a giant glaive. Unlike Valimar which has one horn on its head, this one has two, and rather than the sleek regal look of Valimar, this one is more jagged. As is the case with Instructor Rean when he pilots, a ball of light manifests around Rutger and brings him inside the Divine Knight.

"Is that…a Divine Knight?", Instructor Rean asked.

"B-boss?", Fie said flabbergasted.

Rutger's voice comes out from the Divine Knight, "So sorry about this, Schwarzer, Fie. You did good and while they said that the experiment fails, 'fraid that my client wants me to be the one that destroys this thing…just in case it works."

The purple knight then stabs its giant glaive at the Aion, impaling it.

Sigmund jumps to the top of the ridge, "Hmph, do as you like."

A moment later, I can hear the sound of an airship approaching. It's the Red Constellation airship.

Duvalie and Shirley follow Sigmund and also jump to the top of the ridge.

Shirley nods, "In the first place, the Jaeger King was who we had in mind, anyway. But…pretty sure it's going to fail so…I'll enjoy the show, but we'll be preparing to go."

Duvalie looks around.

"Looking for us?" Ines said as she and Ennea come running from the other side of the ridge.

Behind them, Xeno and Leonidas are hot in pursuit.

"Tch, can't believe they managed to –oh, Boss, you're done here?", Xeno said as he stopped running and surveys the situation.

"Just about.", Rutger replied, as his knight—Zector I think he called it—lift the Aion upward, still impaled on its glaive.

The glaive then splits in the middle, revealing a rifle barrel, as it starts shooting mana-infused bullets into the Aion impaled on it.

The Aion explodes, scattering dust and debris everywhere.

As soon as the dust settles, I can see Zector standing above a smoking pile of what used to be the Aion.

"…Nothing, huh? Guess it did fail, just as he predicted.", Rutger remarked.

On the ridge, the Red Constellation airship descends, picking up Sigmund and Shirley.

Zector turns to them

"Running away? Thought ya wanna settle things, Sigmund, old pal.", Rutger taunted.

Sigmund smirks at him, "As much as I want to, fighting you beyond this point, at this time, would run contrary to my contract. Until, then, Jaeger King."

Shirley waves at us, "Buh byee! Sutherland's been a great time!"

The airship then speeds away, disappearing into the horizon.

Duvalie looks at Ennea and Ines, "I suppose we should also take our leave."

Ines nods and then turns to look at Laura, "I am called Ines the Stout, it is an honor to meet the successor of the Arseid school. It is a shame we cannot meet each other in battle today."

Ennea smiles, "I'm Ennea the Sharp, teehee, thank you for playing with our dear Duvalie."

Duvalie glares at them "D-don't treat me like a child! And there's no need to be courteous to the Arseid girl!"

Ines smirks, "My apologies, are we ruining your image in front of the Schleiden girl?"

Ennea coos "Oh that's right. Sorry, Duvalie, didn't mean to make you look bad in front of your student there."

"S-she's not my student! And stop talking like I'm a child!"

…Aren't you the head knight? It seems like they're bullying you.

Duvalie turns to us, "I-In any case, we shall take our leave now. Until we meet again."

Yellow glows starts to appear around them.

Ennea smiles at us, "We will take our leave now, we wish you a pleasant day."

Ines adds, "Until we next meet in battle. Arseid and Schleiden, I look forward to Stahlritter's next battle with the descendants of the Eisenritter knights."

Laura turns to me, "Eisenritter? That's…peculiar."

I nod at her, "It seems our theory is correct, after all."

Laura's eyes widen in surprise, "Truly? Then…"

Before we can say anything further, the Stahlritter teleported away.

Rutger, still inside Zector then speaks, "Well, I guess this is also it for us. Let's go, Xeno, Leo."

Rutger then turns Zector to us, "See ya. And nice seein' you, Fie."

Fie nods, "…yeah. See you, Boss."

Zector then picks up Xeno and Leonidas, before taking to the sky and speeding off.

After that, we filled each other in on what happened after we split. Unfortunately, there's nothing new from Instructor Rean's side. From our side, though, I mentioned the fact that they had implied that their Lord is St. Lianne Sandlot, the Lance Maiden from the legends.

To which, Instructor Randy noted that one of the SSS members, Elie MacDowell also made the same connection when the SSS fought her two years ago…and that she's extremely beautiful under her helmet and is totally his type.

We then discussed Rutger's Divine Knight. Pretty much what I concluded earlier, that the legends told of many giant 'Great Knights'. Meaning, it is likely there are even more than the four we know. We also agreed that whatever the Society was planning seem to be related to the Divine Knights, since they lured Rutger but seemed content after Valimar fought the Aion.

Anyway, going forward, this means that Divine Knights are going to be important to the story…would that mean that at some point, Kurt will get one as the protagonist? Well, something to think about, at least. If he doesn't get one…then I don't think he's the protagonist or at least not the sole protagonist…But considering this entire Sutherland 'arc' for the past two days…pretty sure he's the protagonist. Like, come on, he made anime protagonist speeches and even got the final blow against the Aion in that fight.

That is pretty much what we discussed, after which, us new Class VII plus Ash approach the memorial to place our flowers. While old Class VII and Instructor Randy make a report to Instructor Michael, General Craig, and the Marquis.

As we near the memorial, Agate stops us, "Hold on, there's someone I know that wants to be here too, and I think she'd like it if she can place some flowers with you guys."

"Are you talking about Tita?", I asked.

Agate nods, "Yeah."

"She would need the permit to come here.", Kurt noted.

Agate takes out his ARCUS, "I'll call that idiot prince to see if he can't do something."

He then jerks his thumb at Ash, "Also need to do something for this punk."

Ash scowls, but oddly enough not biting back.

Agate rolls his eyes before taking a few steps away from us to call Prince Olivert.

I notice Ash clutching the left side of his face.

"Is there something wrong?", I asked him.

He scowls at me, "Nah, just a bit of a migraine. Prolly from that big-ass robot earlier smacking my Drakkhen."

"…You should have that checked up properly with a doctor.", I respond immediately.

"Tch, I said it's fine."

"I insist. It would irresponsible to not check that up in case of some underlying insidious cause.", I said.

He scoffs and walks away from me, "Aidios, you're so annoying! Go bother Vander or something!"

Whatever, I'll just tell Instructor Randy about it so he'll get a proper check-up. He can call me teacher's pet all he like, that's just the responsible thing to do.

Not long after, Agate returns.

"Idiot prince said it should be fine, both Marquis Hyarms and General Craig are sympathetic to his faction, so he should be able to arrange for Tita to get inside…and also to excuse that punk over there.", he said gesturing at Ash.

I nod, "I see. Thank you for taking care of Ash's permit for us Branch Campus."

Agate nods back, "It's fine. Just sit tight and hang back for a bit, okay? With a car, shouldn't take long for Tita to get here."

After about 30 minutes or so, Tita showed up with four small bouquets of flowers.

"Are those from them?", Agate asked her.

Tita nods, "Yes. From Estelle, Joshua, and Renne."

I turn to Agate, "Pardon me, We've discussed Estelle and Joshua…is Renne also another one among those that were with all of you in the Liber Ark?"

"…In a sense.", Agate replied

That is…a lot of way to interpret that. Just a non-playable NPC, someone being held captive and they had to rescue, former enemies…yeah too many possibilities to narrow it.

Tita smiles fondly, "Renne is…well…it doesn't matter. But like Joshua and Estelle, she can't come, so I'm placing these flowers for them."

I nod at her, and we approach the memorial with the rest of the new Class VII plus Ash.

The memorial is simple, just a single slab of rock with a sword stabbed in front of it. We place the flowers and dedicate a moment of silence.

…so hey, 'god' or whatever you are that send me here. I'm…not exactly fond of you, but I'm not petty enough to not ask for you to grant the dead here rests. If…afterlife does exist and you have domain over it anyway. If not, please ask Aidios, or whoever is in charge.

…No response. Well, as expected, I guess. I don't know if that did anything, but…well, it's about the only thing I can do here, at this moment.

I look at the memorial, nod, and stand up.

"That sword…it must have been a magnificent sword, once.", Kurt remarked.

Tita nods, "It's Loewe's…um…Loewe is—"

"Ouroboros' Enforcer II who helped out in the Liber Ark, correct?", Altina said.

Tita smiles, "Agate must have told you guys, huh? Yes…that's him. When he lived here…he and Joshua apparently were like brothers."

Juna nods, "…It's great that they can survive Hamel together…for a time at least."

Ash grunts, "They only survived because they abandoned everyone here."

"Hey! What's wrong with you?!", Juna berated him.

Kurt glares at him, "You are out of line!"

What's wrong with him? He's a bit…rough, but I didn't think he'd be the type to say something like that, especially if the person in question is not here to get riled up.

Tita turns to Ash, "Joshua…he probably feels like that. And…I think parts of him still blame himself for it, even until today."

Ash scoffs and looks away.

Tita adds, "Still, I think he'll be happy that more people are placing flowers here, so thank you, everyone, you too, Ash…but come to think of it, how did Ash come here?"

We all look at Ash.

After a moment he sighs, "Egret told me, said this is where you guys probably went. Vander's soldat swords were also her suggestion. That girl gives me the creeps."

"Musse said that?", Kurt asked.

Ash shrugs, "Yeah, don't ask me why she suggested bringing your swords. Couldn't tell you a damn thing, hell, maybe she's just another fangirl of yours."

…I mean…I guess Musse could be a possible harem member, maybe? But I don't know...I think this is something more than that.

But if she knew about Hamel, and can even predict that far that Kurt needs the swords, that means she would also know about the Aion and predicted that Ash would be taken out of commission but with the soldat still intact. That's ridiculous! There should be a limit to how genius you can be even in anime, damn it!

…How much involved is she, this time around? How much of what happened these past two days is arranged or at least predicted by her? Am I too paranoid?

One thing's clear though, her involvement in the overarching plot is much bigger than I thought.

A.N. Back to slice of life military school for next chapter. Also in case anyone is wondering and is unfamiliar with Cold Steel 3. No, I did not had Kurt help Rean fight the Aion, that's in the game. The explanation for the swords being Musse is something I added though, in the game he just whips that out of nowhere, despite the Drakkhen using Ash's switchaxe previously.

Also, as someone says, "Apparently, Stahlritter means supermodels"

Chapter Text

To Jessica Schleiden,

My dear daughter,

I hope that this letter finds you in good health. Regarding the event in Sutherland that you detailed in your last letter to me, I am afraid that is simply the current reality of Erebonia. Today in all parts of our Empire, no doubt similar—if less precarious—situations are taken advantage of by the Blood and Iron Chancellor to tighten his grip on our Empire. It has been his modus operandi for a long time, and I doubt it would change any time soon, given the efficacy of such methods. As you no doubt have seen by now, from the news printed regarding the Sutherland incident, and how the people reacted to it.