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Cyclops to Handler One.

They've reached the old high -speed railroad terminal at point 122.

Sorry, they were jamming the radar, and it took us a while to find them.

This is sure as hell going to be a rough fight for the new kids.

What do we do?

Deploy our main force at 06Q, then lure them in with another unit. That would

put them in range of the remaining howitzers.

So we're fighting them right in front of the base, huh?

If they make it through, it's only the minefields and the howitzers to keep

out, right?

Yeah, but if we hope to survive, it's really the best... No, the only location

we have left.

Understood, my queen.

We're on our way.

Now for today's update on the war, direct from Don Magnolia Military HQ.

Our nation's autonomous juggernaut unit intercepted the Legion's mechanized

infantry growth.

dealt critical damage, and forced them to withdraw from the area.

Combat by a highly advanced, ethically responsible road has resulted in zero

fatalities on our side.

Today, when our righteous nation finally smashes the evil remnants of the wicked

empire, is not far off.

Glory to San Magnolia Republic, and to the five -colored flag.

Hey! Better look out, boys. It's the dog -crushing princess.

I heard you had another victory against the Legion threat today.

Stained with the blood of pigs!

That's why they call her Bloody Regina, the Bloody Queen.

You learn to tell the difference between men and pigs, or they all look the

same! She never changes her expression.

Who can tell what's going through her head?

Getting demoted for the sake of those stupid pigs?

The only one wearing a black uniform, too.

Yeah, the Legion won't even be around in two years. Is she insane?

Her family's rich and famous, right?

Had she just done nothing, she'd have life on easy street.

Good morning, Annette.

Yeah, morning.

There's something I want to check. From what you asked about before.

The additional settings on the RAID device.

Understood. I'll be there in two hours. Is that okay?

Okay, I'll see you then.

How many times do I have to tell you, Captain Milise?

The unauthorized use of the howitzers, unscheduled supply drops, taking direct

command of units you're nowhere near in charge of. Absurd. Do you know how many

complaints I've been getting about you?

Don't make me do extra work for the sake of the damn 86.

I won't stand for it. Well, Lieutenant Colonel, if you would give me advance

permission, you could save this whole speech once again.

Pardon? You and everyone else here are totally free to complain all you want

but it has nothing to do with me and you knew it. What? You kind of little brat.

How dare you say that? Know your place. You're only a captain. Are you certain

you want me to know my place?

The results of your subordinates reflect on your own career.

What did you... I feel compelled to remind you I'm currently the top

If my Legion kill rate drops, you risk not being promoted.

Right?

Point taken. But remember, Captain, watch your mouth.

Yes, Lieutenant Colonel. Now excuse me.

Officer, I'll entrust you with handling the supplies.

Okay. Captain, I looked into how many howitzers at the rear of Southern Combat

District 8 were still functional, and you were right.

It was around 20%. Ah, exactly what I thought.

Our total attrition rate on the front lines are...

Winter's

really here, no doubt.

Cyclops to Handler One.

Do you read?

Uh, yes.

What is it? Talk to me.

We found an enemy unit out on patrol.

Just awaiting your orders.

Roger. Stand by.

Keep it up. I'm gonna have to take this.

Cyclops, give me a complete report. Stat.

I'm sorry.

I'm really late, I know.

Actually, no. You're pretty early.

So, what did you want to talk about?

Any time.

Yeah.

Yes, understood.

Thank you for the report.

You got it.

I'll be waiting for those Legion Force estimates, Your Highness.

Of course. I'll do everything I can.

To make sure this plan goes flawlessly, we need to work together.

That's already a given.

I haven't forgotten this, nor should you. You're our handler.

We're all counting on you.

And you as well. I need the info you give us from the battlefield, Cyclops.

you know that.

Let's skip the formalities, huh? I think it's okay to call me by my real name

now. If you aren't going to, why did you bother asking?

Responsibility as a handler.

You're always so serious and stiff, you know?

Lighten up a little.

Oh, you're entitled to your opinion.

Still, thanks to you, it's entirely possible we might end up living a long

I appreciate it, but we could be going to Spearhead in a few months.

The strongest, toughest guy I know.

Finally got dispatched to Special Recon a while back.

That poor bastard is probably dead by now.

We're talking about the Headless Reaper, who always used blades.

Which completely unpleasant scenario do you think will play out first?

Us going there, or the Legion coming here?

I have no idea.

Let's see.

My job now is to prepare for the large -scale Legion offensive.

I know in my heart that it's coming.

I've already decided to help you, but like, you gotta understand, nothing you

will change anything.

But you're still doing it.

Yes, that's right.

Listen, Cyclops. Don't forget your reports on patrol.

I'm counting on them.

Roger that.

They told me to survive, no matter what.

They believed in me and told me to fight, win, and survive.

To live up to the hopes of those who are no longer with us.

Just as far as I go.

But you can make it the rest of the way yourself, right?

You'll have your comrades with you.

You've really grown up too, by the way.

Please, don't let me keep you a prisoner here.

It's okay now.

Forget about me.

No.

I want you to remember me.

Just once in a while.

It's important that you live free and be happy.

Once in a while, you know.

Just once in a while.

Take care, Shin.

Don't forget.

Please be happy.

Yeah, I know.

I just want to chat.

You're awake, huh?

Morning, sunshine.

How about we start with something simple? Want to tell me your name?

Oh, the generals were all really worried about germs, so they made me wear this

biohazard suit to come in here.

But it's rude to wear this to talk to you, isn't it?

It's very nice to meet you. My name is Ernst.

And you are?

Shinae Norgon.

Allow me to welcome you to the Federacy of Giad.

Giad? Oh, I should explain. Let's backtrack a bit. We defeated the Giad

that created the Legion, and we changed it into a true federal republic.

However, unfortunately, because of that, we're still fighting the remaining

Legion, though.

We found you captured by the Legion on the western front of the war.

You were barely alive.

Oh, sorry, sorry.

Of course you're worried. Who could blame you?

You were asleep and we didn't want to disturb you, so we made the windows

opaque.

Now, as for what it is that happened to you out there, I'm afraid neither you

nor we know the answer.

But later, when you do remember, perhaps you could... Sir, that's enough.

Yeah, okay, sorry.

The scary lady's going to get mad and throw me out, so I'll go.

But just remember this.

Since our nation's founding, you people standing here are the first foreign

visitors we've had so far.

And we were too busy tangling with the Legion to cobble together any customs

procedures.

But don't worry, we have no plans to harm you.

I'll get to the point.

My full name is Ernst Zimmerman, also known as Provisional President of the

Federacy.

What's our analysis?

I think it's fairly safe to say they aren't agents of Thon Magnolia, or any

other country for that matter.

And the odds that they're a new type of Legion?

Or maybe a carrier for a Legion bioweapon?

After this lot was brought in...

Our tests and scans we did showed nothing irregular.

And what they had with them?

It's a slightly older model, but definitely a dinosauria.

And what about those ear cuffs?

A communication device.

Or so they said. It artificially recreates the mental links that a

family is capable of. How extraordinary.

The safest thing for the Federacy would be for us to simply eliminate them.

Shin, you were knocked out for three whole days, man.

Seriously, Karina was bawling her eyes out. It was super annoying.

Shut up! I was not!

Oh, Shin.

I know right now's not the best time, but still, when you get better, just be

ready for what's coming.

And sorry, but we all feel the same way.

Oh, P .S., if you ever pull that shit again, it'll kick your ass.

I didn't mean to die.

Don't piss me off.

Even if you didn't intend to die, the truth is, you knew you would if you

alone.

I mean, we've all thought about it once.

That's why we can't forgive it.

Because we understand. It just doesn't make it right.

Now don't do it again!

I was so worried about you.

I'll try not to.

But still, it's anyone's wild guess what happens now.

So, yeah.

From now on, you're official citizens of the Federacy. Best get used to it.

Huh?

We haven't seen or heard from you in a month, and the first thing that comes

of your mouth is, so yeah.

Yeah? Be honest with us. Are you sure you want to make a bunch of strange kids

who are kicked out of their old country into citizens?

Wouldn't it just be much safer and faster to take us all out? Tell me, is

what you want?

What benefit do you get by saving our lives, Emmerman? A society refusing or

neglecting to save its children because there's no benefit to doing so is that

which ultimately benefits no one.

In addition, if humanity can't survive except by killing children because

they're different, strange or difficult, clearly humanity would then be better

off extinct.

On that note, I'm thrilled to say I'll be your guardian for a while.

So get some rest, take a bit of time to explore this country, and then give some

serious thought to what you're going to do.

Those war machines, or the juggernauts, correct?

All their functions aside, what was done with them is simply amazing.

I'd love to know what they're capable of. Hey!

No, I'm first.

Sorry, we won't let you have them.

Excuse me? High -mobility combat data and those with combat experience against

it. They would be perfect as operators for my prototypes.

They'd be wasted on those slow Vonnegonder.

Say what, Spider -Woman? Don't hear you, beetle.

You're all free to talk to them if you want, but know this.

I won't let them be operators. That makes us tantamount to the Republic, and

that's a bridge too far.

But they've all been saying in their counseling sessions that they want to go

back to the battlefield.

That's because the battlefield is the only thing they know right now.

Action should be met with reward.

If they fought wars for so long, they should finally know how it feels to have

teeth.

Especially if their homeland refuses to make that happen.

I want the Federacy to be just at least.

Because that is the ideal mankind has always sought.

When they found out you were all saved, they were all relieved and happy, too.

Because that told everyone there was a surviving country besides ours out

Although, when they learned how you had been treated, they were overcome with a

desire and a calling to save you and your comrades.

All right.

This is my house.

But from now on, I want you to consider it your home as well.

Welcome, everyone.

Hello and welcome. Poor souls who were banished from your country.

Great God welcomes you to our country with pity, compassion, and extreme

generosity. We don't expect any kind of compensation from lowborns like you, so

your thanks will be more than enough.

at me. Do you see something more interesting?

I thought you were talking to someone else. Oh, please! You shut the door! Are

you making fun of me? You've got another thing coming, you jerk!

Help!

This is the problem with lowborn people from the Republic.

Mr. Ernst, I hate to break it to you, but your daughter needs to be

a little better.

Oh, no, no, no. I assure you she's no child of mine. You really think I could

related to this basic bureaucrat? Let me tell you... Frederica Rosenfort.

Some things happened, and now she's staying here with me.

It's too tiresome to keep explaining to everyone. Though I've got her down on

paper as my daughter, it's easier.

But regardless, you'll be living together for the foreseeable future.

So I would greatly appreciate it if you'd think of her as a slightly naive

little sister.

Or mini -monster.

Oh, and incidentally, on paper, I've also adopted every single one of you. So

you want, you can call me Dad. I wouldn't mind it.

I was just joking.

Hey, what's that? That weird thing on your neck.

Frederica, that's quite enough. I explained their situation before.

Remember, you have wounds that you don't want touched either.

Sister, you've been given to heal your wounds. Congratulations.

Now you know you're welcome.

The family, home, stability, and happiness you all lost, the noble and

benevolent Federici is clearly willing to give to you.

Which means be very, very nice to me.

Big brothers and sisters.

Teresa,

they're being so mean to me. Make them stop.

There, there.

Frederica, every... Everything that just happened was simply no one else's fault

but your own.

I'm sorry about that. My name is Teresa.

I'll be taking care of you all.

Let me formally say, welcome home, everyone.

I'm bored.

They all went to sleep already.

Sorry to disturb you. I know you're tired.

I was holding on to this.

We found it in your war machine.

Is it yours?

Thank you, Teresa.

Lovely meal.

Not at all, sir.

Kids that age have impressive appetites. I enjoy cooking for them.

I apologize.

This is likely to be a difficult adjustment.

Oh, no. Think nothing of it. Serving you and anyone else here is my job, and I

perform it gladly.

Tell me, do you think... it's a stupid way of trying to compensate for things?

I mean, that I'm using them as replacements?

No, of course not, sir. They could never be replacements. Don't even think it.

Every single person is their own irreplaceable individual, a unique being

this world.

Yeah, but people will still try to bury the past all the time.

And they will do it in whatever way they can.

Whom exactly are you talking to,

Empress?

Thank you.

Oh

Thank you.

Too late.