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This is just a blunder. The Sarkaz... won't kill me over something like this yet.

But if you help us, you'll be put to death?

And my family too.

They'll get dragged in. The Sarkaz can kill them off at any time.

I understand.

Carle, put your sights on this traitor.

Um, Lieutenant... Where am I supposed to aim...?

Here. At my heart.

If I die... Perhaps only then, the Sarkaz will forget about me, and stop haunting my family.

If you've made up your mind, we'll work with you.

Alright. Thank you, Lieutenant.

If you want to turn off the cannons, there are only two ways.

One, is to have the Sarkaz general stop them himself... The other, is to completely destroy the control room.

For the first method to work, we'll have to defeat Manfred.

That's right. As for the second option... We don't have enough firepower. And besides... Are you prepared to tear down a cornerstone of Londinium's walls with your own hands?

I know it's what we should do.

What about you, Captain? Are you prepared?

I've been waiting for this moment... for a long time.

Lieutenant, you missed.

Bloody hell, I suppose my hand slipped.

Help him down the lift. Whether he lives or dies... should be in his own hands.

Too much has happened on these walls today. We don't need to add another traitor.

What about us? Should we head up as well?

Let's go. We're going to pay Manfred another visit.

Woah, this lift is going up way too fast––

L-Let's not talk right now... or I might vomit all over the Doctor.

After all, we've been dragged several hundred meters via zipline...

Don't do that again.;You'll get used to it.

Everyone catch your bearings? Enemies are approaching!

We've got more intruders here! Report to the general immediately!

Amiya, intercept the attack!

We'll catch up to the runner.

Closure, we need to find some way of shutting down those cannons––

If that means we have to take out Manfred, we'd better make it quick.

The longer we take, the more the remaining Self-Salvation Corps on the ground will be at risk.

*cough* *cough*...... *cough* *cough* *cough*...

To think you'd get blasted like this by a boy who's barely seen a fight... What an embarrassment you are.

Even a tiny metal crab, when backed into a corner... will pinch your hand.

You'd better hope Manfred buys your story.

You shouldn't be here. It's too risky.

So you'd rather lean against rubble gasping for breath than let me lend you a hand?

*wheeze*... If you wanted to hold me up... the other side would be better.

Thanks to her, I can't move this arm anymore.

You ran into her. What did you think?

Well, she noticed 'Her Highness.'

Then, she...

Didn't change at all.

You're positive? We all saw what she was like back then.

Even when she was chasing down those assassins, her body riddled with wounds, could she have imagined... that Her Majesty wasn't dead?

She's not the volatile, impulsive mercenary she used to be.

So, she's getting even crazier?

Who can say?

The truth is in front of us. She snuck into Londinium by herself and didn't toss a single bomb for two weeks. Not even Manfred noticed her.

The way she was before, she would've rushed straight into Westhaleg and buried a hundred landmines under Theresis's throne before getting herself killed by Confessarii.

I can reasonably assume she's formed some wiser plans with those folks from Babel... Or rather, Rhodes Island.

You almost traded your life away just to make sure of that? Aren't you playing it a bit too fast-and-loose?

Manfred's underlings always have eyes on me. This was the only safe way we could meet.

Too bad for Schwab...

He made his peace the moment he sided with W.

Or should I say... We've all made our peace.

I sure hope so.

Who's there?

I smell... Confessarius!

I told Manfred you can't be trusted.

Hoederer, did you really think you could hide your clever little gestures from our eyes?

This is all a misunderstanding.

Oh? Unfortunately for you, you won't have another chance to twist words around in front of the leader and the Regent.

You don't need to pretend to bow your head anymore. Pick up your sword and revel in your last battle, mercenary.

If that... is an order, then...

You are powerless.

You can't hope to protect your companions.

Not a single shadow here... can escape my eyes.

Hoederer...

Run!

No, you're not giving the orders here. It cost us a lot to come this far––

Even more reason why we can't both die here!

Worry not. I'll execute both of you here, together.

You may take a moment to decide who goes first––

Nngh?!

He went down... without a struggle?

You... It's you.

He got too cocky.

No one can claim to master all shadows. Infinite possibilities lie where the eyes cannot perceive.

*cough*... *cough* *cough* *cough*...

Hurry, get out of here. If you want to live, return to the sunlight.

What about you?

I still have other things to do.

I'll have you know... Confessarii underlings aren't the only ones here.

What's that sound?

Commander, the metal structure behind us just fell––

That's not all...

He's here.

You feel it too?

Vina, I didn't hear anything except the sound of shelling.

The sound of his heartbeat disappeared.

What?

Run!!!

We've lost contact with the 12th––

They've all been sacrificed.

Yes...