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We're down thirteen civilians and nine soldiers.

Rhodes Island...

They're proving to be quite troublesome.

General, we've finished the head count on the remaining Dublinn soldiers.

Give them one chance.

Those willing to join us will enter the mercenary squad.

As for those who aren't... You already know what to do with them.

Yessir!

Not your best showing, General Manfred.

...I didn't expect for Confessarius's Messenger to still be here.

Both the Leader and the Regent are concerned about the battle situation unfolding in this inconspicuous corner.

I trust the Sanguinarch is no exception.

After all, his generosity last night took a lot of the pressure off of us.

Oh right, he wanted me to let you know, the atmosphere here is too filthy. He doesn't plan to wait around much longer.

At the moment, he is in the unfortunate process of requisitioning the property of a factory owner, and will be enjoying a late dinner.

Requisitioning?

I do hope that... whoever the Prince 'requisitioned' the factory from isn't one of our partners.

Does that matter?

These inefficient factories provide us with hardly anything worthwhile. All they do is breed pests.

His patience will only last until tomorrow night.

If you are unable to provide him with a satisfactory banquet, then he will 'sweep' these filthy streets as he sees appropriate.

Is this the Sanguinarch's intent, or the decision of the Military Commission?

Always fussing over these irrelevant details. This is exactly why you've been pinned down in this little dump. His Highness expected more of you.

...Please report back to the Prince: We are deeply grateful for his assistance, and will proceed with the next phase of the operation.

Very well. We look forward to seeing your results.

Heading off to war isn't nearly as much of a slog as talking to these Royal Court people, eh?

So this is where you've been hiding.

I assure you, I haven't been slacking off.

You can stop cradling that arm you nearly lost. Tell me, which of your old acquaintances did that to you? The one with the explosives, or the one with the sword?

Sorry, it hurts so bad I can't remember anything.

Since they left you with another arm to pick up a sword with, it seems whoever it was still has a soft spot for you.

It's almost daybreak.

...Yeah, looks like it.

Stop leaning against the wall in a daze. Break time's over.

Mercenaries aren't eligible for sick leave, right?

Let's go. This battle is far from over.

How many injured are there? Take them to get treated right now!

I'll also help out!

Mhm, thank you.

Bring Harmo over here. We have to speed up the evacuation.

Also, dispatch some Messengers outside the city. Worst case scenario, we need to be prepared to relocate the bulk of the population.

Yes, Commander!

Miss Siege...

Miss Siege?

Oh... Sorry, your voice always makes my mind wander off.

You must be exhausted. Just like our soldiers.

Thanks for your concern. I'm hanging in there.

The piece of intel you brought back— that the warriors of Team 6 were slaughtered by extremely terrifying Originium Arts, is critically important to us.

If only I could've gone to the surface to check on them sooner...

No, you would've been in danger too.

Besides, you've already done enough. If not for your quick-thinking, it might not have been just Team 6 that ran into him, but the rest of our troops and your people as well.

Who is he? Those Sarkaz soldiers seemed to call him a prince.

...Three months ago, a nobles' banquet was held in northern Londinium.

It began with great fanfare. The lights stayed on the entire night, and it wasn't until the servants went to clean the venue on the second day that they discovered that the only thing left was a still-playing record player.

Everyone was dead?

All killed in a single instant, it seems. Some of them still kept their posture from the moment of death, glasses raised in a toast.

Among the slain were those with connections with us. Heidi knew them too.

That's right.

I lost several old friends that night. The Self-Salvation Corps also lost a significant portion of its network throughout the city.

It's not for no reason that we retreated to the edge of the wall.

But it's thanks to Heidi's unfaltering efforts that we've managed to survive. And soon enough, we'll have a chance to face the Sarkaz head-on.

Before that though... we still need to escape the gaze of that terrifying individual.

Amiya, would you happen to know who he is?

If my hunch is correct, the person looming above us is probably... a vampire.

...This'll be tough.

How tough?

To be honest, it's probably easier for me to make a new one from scratch than try to glue the pieces together.

Don't have the parts.

Huh? No way...

We're in Londinium. Most of the city's industrial resources are controlled by the Sarkaz, and we don't exactly have the luxury of scrounging up scraps for something that won't be used on the battlefield.

Your work environment is way too...

Impoverished? You can speak your mind, the commander isn't here.

...Way too much of a challenge. *cough* *cough*...

Miss Closure...

What's up?

D-Did you know, when you talk about being challenged, your eyes seem to... light up? Physically.

Huh? Really? Must be because I'm getting excited... Is it scary?

I-It's fine.

To be honest, it wasn't until I met you that I found out... Uhh, that Sarkaz can do more than just fight.

Oh... Uh, there are a lot of people who aren't fighters, like me.

Naturally, I'm a vampire, so of course I was born with some handy talents.

Huh? Y-You... what is this speed?! It'd take a week for me to do what you did in a single night!

Why do you think the pillars of Rhodes Island are so good?

Take a good look at my eyes. If the Rhodes Island landship was filled with vampires, working at night would be no problem, and we'd cut down big on the electricity bill.

Are there... a lot of vampire engineers?

Of course not! They... They all...

Hey, why'd you start shuddering all of a sudden?

Blame Londinium. It's been a long time since I last felt the fear of being this close to a den of evil. Look, my hands are totally frozen stiff! And I need these hands!

Could it be... that Team 6 ran into...?

I sure hope not.

If so... For real, I need to give you guys a serious warning.

Just in case... I mean, just in case—if you ever run into another vampire, run!

No, it might already be too late by then.

I hope you'll never...

Never ever bump into them.

Morgan, you and Indra will go help the Self-Salvation Corps relocate.

Mm, I'll be there right away.

Vina.

What is it, Doctor?