Oh, not shrinking back at all, eh?
How were you sure it wasn't poison?
Even if its purpose was only to threaten,
one wouldn't use something that sprays this much next to the person they're protecting.
You can't do that!
I need to deliver these goods by tomorrow, or I'll be fired!
No is no!
I'm not letting you through no matter what you say!
Damn, why do we cops have to help the army with checkpoints?
Stop complaining.
They are from Fourth Axe.
Each and every one of them hold special authority, apparently.
As long as they are under the pretext of "information control",
they can even give orders to lower-ranked members of other organizations.
Man, that sounds pretty wicked.
Ah, sorry.
This area is being blocked up.
Could you take a detour?
They're okay.
Let that car get through.
Huh?
Is there some important person from the army in that car?
Yeah.
Higher-ups.
Our infiltration of Section I is still incomplete,
yet that youngster...
...isn't he just enjoying being in danger?
They say baby lions learn how to hunt by "playing" with their siblings.
From their play, they not only learn the necessary skills,
but also a pseudo-experience of killing and losing their lives...
...and through that, learn the ethics of life.
And thus, lions will never do unnecessary hunting.
But that youngster...
He didn't have any.
He didn't have any siblings equal enough to play with him.
He grew up with fangs and claws that didn't learn the ethics of life...
...with no opponent to play with.
Hey.
Is she going to be okay fighting against him?
If something were to happen, it'll just be up to us to barge in.
God, this has become a tricky situation.
Damn, whether it's the big guy...
...or the LT...
It smells pretty bad, right?
There's an uncultivated marshland in the southern parts of Loderia.
This is the mud from there.
In the marshlands where even surviving is tough,
amidst the smell of the mud where rotten grass has melted,
I kept on fighting.
It was a hell where there were no exits, no matter which way you looked.
This smell lets me recall that green hell,
and this mud...
...creates my territory.
No matter how large the mob is,
inside my territory, I can treat them all as weeds in the marshland.
And the weeds...
...I'll just cut them down with this machete!
You're really a scaredy-cat, aren't you, soldier?
Just hearing that sound makes my feet tremble...
What should I do?
Blocked?
Neither his breathing nor his heart shows any signs of irregularity.
His eyes...
They don't see the edge of the sword as a "dangerous weapon"...
...but simply as "something to be dodged".
It's as if he's looking calmly at weeds.
What's this?!
I see...
Is this what you meant by territory?
Don't be confused!
This is an illusion!
I'm standing firmly on the floor of the ballroom hall.
It's tough, isn't it?
When the scenery you see doesn't fit with the smell you breathe in.
But...
I'm used to it.
It appears I have the territorial advantage.
Oh no!
I can't dodge his slash if he has sealed my movements.
You're not going to get angry?
No.
Besides, that dress will hinder her in what she's trying to accomplish right now.
She's a girl that cherishes those things...
...I know that.
Oreld.
This can't go on...
You idiot.
If we soldiers take action now,
that'll start the riot again.
Oh shit!
We were paying too much attention to the duel!
No, don't kill him!
Die, Paul!
What's going on... here?
What are you guys... doing?
Hey, soldier.
What? That woman's still alive?
She's doing quite a job, ain't she?
Ow-wwww...
Why did you save me?
Didn't you want to defeat me?
Forgive me.
I was too caught up in my battle.
What do you guys think you're doing in the middle of the duel?!
You think we can just sit around and wait for this duel?
Even if you'd won and had Paul surrender himself,
he'll just use his money and power and get out fast!
Yeah... he's right...
And then, we'll just end with death sentences again!
Damn it!
Then we should take as many of these people as we can with us to hell-
Hmph.
Duel my ass.
Does she think her little act will pacify the riot?
What a naive little girl.
No...
The 2nd Lieutenant isn't wrong...
She can't be wrong... The 2nd Lieutenant...
She's different from me...
But if we make mincemeat out of a noble of the Thirteen Families,
then it'll make it easier for us to keep the mob in check.
2nd Lieutenant...
No matter what kind of situation she faces...
No matter what kind of enemy she faces...
She's always standing elegantly...
I may not be able to protect your lives.
...and straight...
2nd Lieutenant...
Am I stupid?
Was I trying to lean on...
...her small body with my own huge body?
To protect their people, nobles must fight against foreign enemies.
And...
...To discipline their people, sometimes...
She stabbed...
She stabbed my hand!
Damn it...
...they must fight the very people they protect.
That's right.
There's no way nobles will take the commoners' side.
I was an idiot to even have had a bit of faith in you.
I am on nobody's side.
Changing your attitude all of sudden, eh?!
I'll kill you before you killing Paul!
Hey, hey, gimme a break.
They're coming to an end inside.
I'd much rather smash female meat than male meat.
It's not working.
Oreld!
This is the limit.
We're going in.
Stop it!
What? From all I've been hearing,
you've called us "nobles, nobles" as if we're some kind of bug.
Nobles have families they cherish, as well.
They have people they love.
You think killing us is justice?!
You think you can do anything you want because you're all unfortunate commoners?!
Aren't you guys the ones who're doing whatever you want by using your social status?
Machs!
In the worst case, you go in and get the LT out.
Okay.
All right.
Wait.
Please give her just a bit more time.
You're...
No, you're...
The LT's sister?
You are her colleagues, right?
Then, please keep watching for a bit longer.
She's really putting a lot of effort into this.
But...
No, Lady, you're in danger, as well.
You can't speak for her either.
See?
Hey, woman!
Are you trying to run away by yourself?
You coward!
Ever since I became the wife of a soldier,
my husband and I have been prepared to mourn each other's death.
Don't think I am the same as you people, banding together and intoxicating yourselves in violence!
Damn it...
Sister, please step aside.
I am in the middle of a duel.
Why?!
Why do you insist on going through with this duel?!
Why?!
If killing is my only skill, then so be it.
If I'll keep having nightmares, I don't care.
I...
I'll use everything I have to protect the 2nd Lieutenant.
That must be...
...how this huge body should be used.
That's because...
...I cannot allow this unfairness.
"They cannot be punished because they are nobles."
"They are allowed to do so because they are commoners."
That's ridiculous!
If you are guilty, then you will be punished.
If you do evil, then I will slash you,
whether you are a noble or a commoner,
or even His Majesty, the Emperor...
...that is the only justice I can show.
His Majesty?!
This is impiety!
No, this is a great treason!
What's the meaning of this?
What exactly are you?!
I see...
She's what I was saying she was all this time...
...a noble...
Don't push yourself too much,
you cowardly soldier.
H-Hey, how did you suddenly-
W-Wow...
Guns are pretty...
...scary... eh?
What the hell is going on?
What the hell are you?!
Stay back!
Don't get near me!
Damn, I've had it.
I'm not playing this game anymore.
Oh.
The gunshots made them-
S-Stop doing stupid things!
You've got to be kidding me.
Damn you!
Let go of me!
Let go, you-
To show fairness,
she cannot take any sides.
And thus, if you're a noble or a commoner,
or whether you're her family, friends,
or people she must protect,
no one must take her side.
The more she is a noble, the more lonely she becomes.
"If you're a noble or a commoner," eh?
Then, where do soldiers fall in this case?
Perhaps we're not doing an act of justice...
But...
Our feelings cannot be laid to rest!
We came in believing that if we came here and killed nobles,
we could satisfy our feelings!
What's the matter with you?!
A royal guard from Loderia shouldn't show such disgrace in front of a mob!
She's not someone that will ask for protection.
The more painful it is for her, the more she only shows her back to others.
That's why...
Stay back.
I don't want to say this to you.
To you, a person that doesn't want to fight yet gets himself all bloody.
Don't come any closer.
We're in the middle of a duel.
I said, stay back.
Why are you...
I am a noble.
I am a noble, and that's why I must be... in solitude...
2nd Lieutenant.
I also have something that I must accomplish by myself.
If that means you're going to be a noble, then I can't do anything.
Alice L. Malvin and Randel Oland might remain in solitude forever...
But, the person I met wasn't a noble,
and perhaps not even a soldier;
it was the 2nd Lieutenant of Pumpkin Scissors that I met.
That's why I want to protect you, Lieutenant.
Because I'm a corporal of Pumpkin Scissors.
C-Corporal.
Yes, Lieutenant.
Gosh.
To have to be a 2nd Lieutenant above being a noble...
Very well, Corporal.
Take off your clothes.
Oh, welcome back.
Don't move away by yourself.
You're not in a good mood.
Well obviously.
She's all flirty now after ripping apart my dress.
Machs!
Turn the engine off and get out of the car.
Show them that we will not turn our backs to our enemies and run away.
Yes, sir!
And, Oreld!
If you have time to flirt with a married woman,
then protect Marquis Paul! With your life!
Y-Yes, sir!
Corporal, you have my back.
Do not let anyone interfere with my duel!
Yes, 2nd Lieutenant!
This coat...
...has the smell of Section III.
The territory you spoke of...
I have one now, too!
From this moment on...
...this place is the operational area...
...of the war relief unit, Pumpkin Scissors!
Mer-kun, now it's time to counterattack!
This place is now Section III's operational area.
Take on this unhesitant sword!
Next time, "And Then, the Sweet Trap"
Come get us if you dare!