Damn it!
Don't shoot... Havia...
You!
Mr. Qwenthur!
Damn it all!
What do we do now?!
They know about the weak spot on this thing's arm?
Damn!
Interfering little...
Aren't you the one...
Quick! Run!
Watch out!
Havia! What about the woman?!
She's all right! I caught her!
Havia, just keep backing away!
No rash attempts to fight back!
Hey, get real! Keep backing away?!
You know what'll happen if you use that rifle, right?!
Yeah, all right!
We'll let this woman go somewhere along the way!
Time to run, you!
I'll be counting on you, Havia!
Don't go kicking the bucket on me now!
Sir Knight, you jackass!
Don't wanna die before we see our fire inside so...
We can fight!
In the distance, where your mud-covered expression is facing,
doromamire no sono hyoujou ga misueteru saki e
We can fight!
Our sweat that drips down, even knowing that everything will come to a futile end, Will still never forget how to fight!
nagareo chiru asa ga subete muda ni owaru to shitemo
tataku koto dake wa wasure wa shinai darou
You're so strong - able to smile in any situation, And no one has ever seen you cry...
itsudemo waraeru tsuyoi kimi no nakigao wa daremo shiranai kara
But that just leaves the bruises in your heart unhealed.
kokoro no aza wa kienai kedo
You always never gave up, you never gave up, So nothing's too late!
Just like that - Never wake up, you Never wake up
sou yatte Never wake up, you Never wake up
So let's just go on dreaming! We lamented this world, feeling unable to smile.
yume miteikou ze itsuka nageiteta waraenai sekai wa
But now we'll laugh to the ends of the Earth! That's right! Get Up, Get Up, Get Up!
dokomademo waratte sousa, Get up, Get up, Get up!
We just gotta blaze on through!
kake nukere bai
The Coal Mine Littered with Stacks of Money
The Kamchatka Peninsula Nighttime Blitz III
Baby Magnum has been hit!
Main Gun 3 is down!
No response from our own Indigo Plasma!
We still can't get in contact with the two units that went in?
It's been two hours since they were scheduled to check in.
They're most likely no longer...
A call from the TV station?
I'm already in make-up here!
Now, now.
Honestly! And I can't find what I came for, either!
I don't care anymore!
Incoming signal from enemy territory!
Is it Havia? Or is it...
No, it's not one of ours, nor is it a code that was previously registered.
What's going on?
It's not shooting at us.
It's a model made for mining.
Probably has no weapons.
I just want to check with you to be safe,
but who do you think is inside that powered suit?
Considering the timing of the attack, it could only be that traitor.
Then let's make sure to repay that stinking bastard Nutsray in full.
This is machine.
You're human.
You'll run out of stamina in no time.
Think you can get away?
You, how far do you plan to run?
Far enough so that Havia and his group won't get caught in the blast when I blow up that bastard.
But in tunnels, the shock wave will travel far.
We can mitigate that if we get a little clever.
First, I use a small amount.
You, don't tell me...
Get down!
What?
Take this time-delayed blast!
How's that?
How rugged is that thing?!
Run now, act surprised later!
Yes, ma'am!
That level of explosives won't do it.
Increase the amount next time.
We can't.
If we increase the amount anymore, we'll be buried alive.
I'm getting tired of playing tag.
Let's play baseball next!
You!
Miss Charlotte!
Shoot...
Are you all right?
Come, please hang on to me.
Leave me behind.
Alone, you may be able to make good your escape.
I can't do that.
You, go alone!
Listen to me.
Please be quiet and hear me out.
An island nation in the Far East was the world's first country to build an Object.
What are you talking about?
As an aspiring designer, I have respect for them.
But among the four-character idioms used in that country, there's one that just rubs me the wrong way.
I am not well-versed in Eastern culture.
"Rare beauties die young."
You are being far too generous.
I don't agree, and that's why I'm risking my life.
This place...
Looks like this workspace is for sorting the ore after it's mined.
Let's hide.
Yes.
Does he mean to search every nook and cranny?
Please stay here.
Wait, you!
I imagine you must have some plan in mind...
If this mine is what we think it is, there must be one here.
What is it that you intend to do?
That must be it.
All right. Found them!
How about we end this game of hide-and-seek now?
What's being mined here with that powered suit...
As a spy, I bet you knew, didn't you?
Found you!
This time, it's not just any ordinary bomb.
It's the world's hardest ore!
Holy cow.
You're all sparkly, encrusted with diamonds.
I'm happy for you.
You got the world's most extravagant funeral makeup.
Look, it's the surface.
Once we get up top, do you think we could make contact with this thing?
You, this isn't a laser communication device.
It's an IR jammer.
That's so misleading.
You mistook it is all.
It's not as if I want to stir up trouble or anything.
What the?
A coil gun!
We're going to make contact with Miss Frolaytia now.
We're still too far away here.
We're going to piggyback off an Object's antenna!
My antenna's being used from the outside?
Qwenthur!
I feel like I'm getting to where I could introduce myself and say, "My special talent is the ability to doggedly survive."
What's the situation?
Their Object keeps hopping all over the place.
I'm having a hard time catching it.
Is it all about the air cushion types these days, after all?
With yours, we have to exchange parts each and every time, so it's a pain.
But its speed isn't that impressive.
If we were to exchange fire under ordinary conditions, my Object would've won for sure.
Come to think of it, the Intelligence Union's Rush...
...also combined the use of caterpillar tracks for high-speed mobility in addition to its main air cushion.
Why...
...did you have to bring up that horrid woman?
Princess!
Just a scratch.
I want to help, but I'm short on information.
Have you figured out any of its quirks from fighting it?
Like some part that it's protective of?
It does seem like the area related to its suspension is delicate.
If I aim at its feet, it has a habit of jumping big to leap over it.
In which case...
...better think of an attack that'll hit its legs, huh?
I've been spotted!
Qwenthur!
It missed?
Oh, right! The sabotage program!
Must be Havia!
You'd better be grateful, Sir Knight, you jackass.
You've been a big help acting as our guide.
You won't hit me.
Oh, no, its target is...
A lens?
Let me be in time!
You! Are you all right?!
Somehow!
And I might've found our opening!
Coward.
If you're going to target someone, target me!
Here it comes.
That's foolishness!
As if that'll do anything to an Object!
Air cushions work on trapped, compressed air...
...which means, normally, having a greater surface area is more efficient.
There's only one reason to forgo that advantage.
And that's because, to deal with the terrain's unevenness...
...it has to partition its suspension and output the air to match the ground, or it can't neutralize its own weight!
In which case, we just have to target the infrared sensor that detects that unevenness!
Princess!
Roger.
Yes! It's over now!
Point 1, so you're still alive.
How many of you have the devil's own luck?
Get away from there immediately.
There are people who want to draw out the war between the Faith Organization and the Legitimate Kingdom
and force us to commit even more military assets to this conflict.
And to do that, they plan to massacre the civilians at the mine!
It's all right, Miss Frolaytia.
The enemy Object has been rendered inoperative.
Combat is over already.
It's the Faith Organization's Object that you rendered inoperative, right?
What? Well, yes...
There's still one more Object left.
One more?
The only other unit on this field of battle is...
Don't tell me it's our own...?!
That's right.
The Wing Balancer isn't the only one that wants to aggravate the war.
Stop!
Those who profit from wars aren't just limited to the enemy.
In other words, Nutsray wasn't with the enemy, but one of our own...
So he was a spy dispatched by the Legitimate Kingdom.
There's no justice in war.
There just isn't.
Point 1, do you read me?
Point 1, survivors, report in.
We're alive somehow.
But...
Still...
Rest easy.
The civilians who were in the coal mine are safe.
Eh?
You heard about it, right?
That there used to be plans for a submarine base there?
There were submarines there left over from that.
The antiwar group used those to escape.
But how?
All we did was communicate with each other.
The antiwar group apparently got a hold of one our radios.
Communicate?
Even though we're friend and foe?
It was a gamble.
But they were willing to listen to what I had to say.
And they told us about the facilities within the coal mine, too.
I see.
So they were saved.
Thank goodness.
We were able to communicate with Havia and Myonri earlier as well.
They reported that they had one worker under their protection.
In other words, there were zero civilian casualties.
Then...
In this battle, for having found it in ourselves to trust the word of others, the victory is ours.
So, you're all right, Qwenthur.
Somehow, yeah.
Did you hear?
The Indigo Plasma's 24th Mechanized Maintenance Battalion apparently made an official statement on their position.
The Council and the Royal Congress and stuff seem to be squabbling, but this settles it.
Our next enemy will be Legitimate Kingdom, same as us.
I hate this...
It reminds me of Councilor Flide from way back when.
Speaking of which, I hear he escaped.
Even though he's frozen out of both his assets and his rank.
That's rough!
A cardboard house at his age, huh?
Both of you, how can you be so blase about this?!
Because, he's not some pretty girl.
Or some childhood friend.
I'm talking about the Indigo Plasma!
This means civil war, doesn't it?!
What is it that we're fighting for?
At the very least, it's not for justice or peace.
I'm succeeding as the head of a noble family and you're becoming a licensed Object designer.
Nothing's changed.
We now know that the Indigo Plasma is our enemy.
In that case...
let's do our best to turn it into a stepping stone for us.
Hey, you kids!
If you're free, get over here and help out!
You haven't done enough to earn your pay yet!
Damn it all!
I wish I'd been the one to lend the beauty a shoulder!
First come, first serve!
I know, asshole.
Let's go, Myonn.
If I don't at least work with a cute girly, too, I won't be able to make any happy memories.
What? Cute? What?
I swear...
I'm not cut out for this.
I'm a black uni who specializes in oversight.
If we're going there, I'm a student abroad on deployment.
But it was worth it.
Because I'm now confident that you're unrelated to that matter.
That matter?
That's for me to know.
I imagine you two have acted without regard for anyone else's motives,
simply doing all you can to save the friendlies in front of your eyes.
All those times before as well.
All those times before?
To tell you the truth, I'm a fan of yours.
At the bar I frequent, every time you two destroy an Object, the barkeep concocts a new commemorative cocktail for us.
So, I've kept an eye on how you've been doing.
That's not really what you'd call a "fan".
Oh...
You...
You! Do you know that there's a way to take out the neck with one arm?
I give up, I give up, I give up!
Stop... Stop...
If you squeeze me that tight, your boob is going to get pressed into my face.
Also, the little me that has a thing for the armpit of beauties is on the verge of totally exploding,
but do you mind if it explodes?!
Damn.
I suppose with this injury, the odds are against me, after all.
I-I've been given a pass for some reason.
It can't be helped, right?
I have been granted no authority of oversight over civilian students.
Why do I have to get sent back?
We're a small firm and we're shorthanded.
Come on now, if we don't hurry, we won't make it in time for the next broadcast.
He ended up not being here...
Qwenthur, you bastard! Just where are you?!
The seasons run on by, our of breath.
kisetsu ga kaketeku iki o kirashite
I try to keep up on an impulse all too faint.
hishi ni tsuiteku awasugiru shoudou
By the time i take notice, everyone's changing their faces
kizuke ba daremo ga kao o kaeteku
Anxious of those around me, i call everything white, "black"
mawari o ki ni shite shiro o kuro to iu
Reporting in.
But i don't want to lie to myself, 'Cause there's more than just one form of happiness.
jibun ni uso o tsukitakunai shiawase no katachi wa hitotsu dake janai kara
Qwenthur Barbotage is in the clear.
So, we're back to square one.
You sound excited for all that.
What?
I am not...
At any rate, their victories are not due to the List's scenarios, but to their own efforts.
Rather than a flexible strength, I want a strength that never changes.
kawaru tsuyosa yori kawaranai tsuyosa kokoro ni te o atete jibunjishin o ima aishi tea geyou
I see.
The issue of the 24th Mechanized Maintenance Battalion has the Royal Congress is in turmoil.
Placing my hand upon my heart, I'll make an effort to love myself.
He may be a student, but the fact that there is someone we can have faith in is to be rejoiced.
Rather than a flexible strength, I want a strength that never changes.
kawaru tsuyosa yori kawaranai tsuyosa
Will I be continue to accompany the 37th Mechanized Maintenance Battalion?
No, I'm going to have you stick to pursuing the List.
Not for anyone else's sake, Right now, as i head for the future.
dareka no tame janaku ima, mirai eto
We got intel regarding the fugitive Flide.
Go look into that.
Roger that, sir.
You Can't Put a Price on Honor
The Critical Running Battle on Victoria Island I