Damn, zero points.
Geez, what's this?
Say, the Union no longer exists, so let's stop using the Abh as the joker.
There's no difference between using the Abh or the hebi gejigeji.
[Note: Hebi = snake, gejigeji = millipede.]
I'm saying we should stop using it as a joker.
It's my turn next.
Takris, we let you kick earlier.
You said I could kick it if I went and got it.
We were referring to the next game.
Liar!
Excuse me. Could you please pass us that ball?
The Minchiu ball, eh?
Sure brings back memories.
Here it comes!
Man, it's so nostalgic hearing your voice, Lynn Jint.
Sure is, Ku Dorin.
Socarh Month, Day 7, 3:48 PM
Though, it's been so long; I'm no longer fluent in Derctuh.
What are you talking about? You've always been like that.
Bholach Dukedom Castle
You feel relieved, right?
Is business going well for you?
Actually, my uncle works me to the bone every day.
I know! This is about making me Secretary of State, isn't it?
I can do that if you're fine with it.
Hey, hey, are you serious?
In that case, I'm better suited as Imperial Palace Manager than as Secretary of State.
I-Imperial Palace?
Princes and princesses who look like me may be born, but that'll just be coincidence.
There's no such job.
You've got to be kidding me. Then why did you become an Empire Noble?
It's not to keep mistresses, that's for sure.
Then I decline.
Besides, I don't speak Abh.
For the time being, an automatic translator will suffice.
You can practice later.
Anyways, let's meet and talk.
I'll even consider the construction of an imperial palace.
Well, I'm going out for a while.
I'll come too.
I'll rent a Calicke right now.
Huh?
Am I a burden?
N-No, not at all.
I'm delighted that you want to come with me.
Then it's settled.
But before that, you should disguise yourself.
Disguise myself?
Those clothes again?
Well, this time you might be wearing even less.
Even less?
Will I be wearing anything underneath?
Your socks and shoes are different, but...
Oh yes, and your hair too.
Will I have to dye it again?
Sorry, Lafiel.
Well, that being fine...
It's not fine.
The problem is the food Ku Dorin's mother cooks.
Is it hard to eat?
I'm really looking forward to it.
It's a Derctuh dish that uses tons of dairy products and spices after all.
I'd think that to you, it's...
Is it?
They believe the more butter they use, the better it is.
She's a good host, especially to those who come from afar to visit.
I'm sure she'll prepare her best dish for us.
J-Just tell her not to worry.
That would be considered rude.
Oh, this one.
The first time I ate this, my tongue went numb for three days.
Do I have to eat this?
If we visit his house, yes.
Be honest. You just don't want to take me, do you?
I'm just warning you.
Don't lie.
I swear it's true.
You should be able to research them right away too.
The clothes and food that is...
That's not what I'm concerned about.
Then why?
I don't like that guardian-like expression of yours.
I have such an expression?
You do.
I'm worried about you.
If I take Her Highness the Princess,
to the surface, which was occupied by enemies until recently, without bodyguards...
Even I have the right to worry about you, don't I?
You do. That is why you shouldn't hide it.
I'm happy that you're worried about me.
However, even if it's well-intentioned, I hate being deceived.
Sorry, I thought you would be offended...
I'd feel more offended if you thought that you could deceive me with such an obvious lie.
That's true.
Besides, I'm also worried about you.
I'm happy, but that's rather unexpected.
You've been confined twice.
I haven't forgotten, but it's all right here.
This isn't Lobnass II or Baron Feubdash's territory.
This is one of the planets I grew up on.
Actually, I want you to see it too.
And to meet my friend.
But...
All right. I will believe you.
Thank you.
Let's go together next time when it's safer.
To Derctuh and Martine.
All right.
Make sure you come back safely.
I promise.
And Jint...
What is it?
I'd like to know about your so-called "Imperial Palace construction."
Tell me everything.
I hate being deceived.
Oh, sorry.
I completely missed.
Were they this far?
The Family Dinner
Space Navy Grand Flagship Gaftnochec, information linkage confirmed.
Day 8, 20:19 Imperial Capital Lacmhacarh
Ryumocobh, information linkage established.
Fricobh, information linkage confirmed.
Fricobh, Cancobh, information linkage established.
Churtucobh, Martocobh, information linkage established.
Garmocobh, Marscobh, Sircobh, connections normal.
Marscobh, information linkage established.
Garmocobh, Martocobh, information linkage established.
With this, you are part of the First Infringement Fleet by name.
27th Empress Lamargh of the Abh's Humanity Empire
Whether you truly become it or not, will depend on the effort you put forth.
I do not yet know whether the decision to create a new class of ships, the Assault Ships, was a wise one,
Space Navy General Flagship Gaftnochec
but I hope that you people will reveal to me that it was a wise decision.
If possible, I would also like to witness the evolution of the Assault Ships along with everyone.
However, I am bound by my responsibility to the Empire, and thus, I cannot leave the throne.
I envy you all, so I will wait for reports.
To be envied by the Empress, I am very honored.
I will serve so that news of my fleet's activity will reach the Empress,
so that the flames of jealousy will one day burn the Jade Throne.
Then go, before I get tired of sitting on the Jade Throne.
Main engine ignition.
The First Infringement Fleet will, by Imperial order, start group combat exercise immediately.
All ships are to set sail for Ilicr gate.
Roger that.
Posture control thrust.
Batocobh, main engines ignited.
All engines, normal.
Sircobh, main engines ignited.
Inner-ship environment, normal.
Ilicr gate coordinates, confirmed.
Main engines, ignited.
Marscobh, main engines ignited.
Main engines, ignited.
Space-time bubble generator, normal.
Ryumocobh, setting sail.
Churtucobh, main engines ignited.
We will follow Ryumocobh.
Roger that.
Assault Ship Fricobh,
dai saire.
[Note: "dai saire" = "full speed ahead."]
Scheduled arrival time at Ilicr gate: 1800.
The Crest Acceptance Ceremony ended without incident.
Most likely, if the Empire is victorious,
there will be no more war during the course of humanity.
The Federation of Hania?
The chance of that federation staying neutral is almost zero.
The boring times will come, eh?
Captain.
The Commander has established a secure connection with us.
Please put it through to the captain's cabin.
Roger.
Vice Captain, the bridge is yours.
Roger that.
Day 9, 18:42 Planet Derctuh
Jint.
Jint, can you hear me?
I came to pick you up.
Hi, Lafiel.
I just left the space port.
Were you able to meet your friend?
Yes. Of course.
I met everyone.
Ku Dorin!
Lynn Jint!
I didn't think there'd come a day when I could meet you on this surface again.
Neither did I.
I'll call the Minchiu team guys later.
Really?
There's someone who wants to apologize about back then.
It's okay, right?
You seem to lack energy.
Are you sick?
I just have a hangover.
My head is pounding.
Why don't you take some medicine? There's no reason for you to endure it.
Hangover medicine is prohibited here.
Oh? That's a strange law.
They say that if they don't prohibit it, we'd drink endlessly.
I must take responsibility for whatever I do.
But still, that's against the rules, right?
You can live with these guys by just doing administration work and assisting me.
It's great that I can work with you, but...
Then—
Say,
you said that your child will become a blue-haired Abh, right?
Y-Yeah, according to the laws of the Empire.
My father was killed by his real brother.
What are you saying all of a sudden?
Just listen.
The eldest son is in prison for murder,
the second son, the victim, is dead,
and the third son succeeded the family company and is currently overworking the second son's son.
I never knew that.
It happened a long time ago.
But I still hate my blood-related uncle... to the extent that I want to slice him up myself.
Well, that doesn't matter.
Right now, we're talking about the Abh.
Even the Abh hate blood-related family members at times.
But I've never heard about them having any internal disputes.
Well, that's true...
Even my tiny company's like this, and it's an entire empire we're talking about here.
Killing their father to take the crown... killing their siblings and children.
That's right! You know, I heard there was an empire, where once the emperor died,
his children would fight to the death to determine the new emperor.
The new emperor's first task would be
to kill his remaining nephews and siblings, who were too young to participate in the original fight.
I hear that sometimes they were just confined or exiled,
but that's probably out of consideration that they need to seem merciful from time to time.
Though, I don't know whose public image they were trying to save.
Anyway, that's how humans are.
But the Abh can't drag someone down and aim for the throne.
That's just because their system is refined.
No, they are like that by nature.
They instinctively can't go against their superiors.
That's why they are so strong.
That's the kind of blood they have.
Dorin...
Are you fine with that?
Not only will your child have blue hair,
but he will possess the gene to be submissive and be turned into just another gear of the empire.
That's...
The guys from the Union Fleet said that the Empire is a big machine.
They were a disagreeable bunch, but on that point, I agree with them.
Each Abh is a part of that machine.
That's not true.
I... can't come to like the Abh.
See? It's no use holding out.
The laws on the surface do not apply when you're on a ship.
No, I just thought that it might be good to punish myself for a change.
I see. In that case, I'll return to the ship.
Return? Where are you now?
I'm next to your ship.
Huh?
Oh, I see. There's something flashing.
That's probably me.
Don't take your medicine until we meet.
Sometimes, you really are merciless.
You felt like punishing yourself, right?
I won't be punishing myself even if I behave shamefully in front of you now.
Hold on.
I received an emergency communication.
Is there some kind of problem?
Probably.
Bocbirch has been... attacked...
Maneuvers at the Hayd Dukedom?
I don't think this is a genuine exercise.
On the surface, the Navy is demanding a strategic maneuver and not a tactical one.
As you know, the Hayd gate is furthest away from the Ilicr gate.
It'll take almost the same time whichever route you take, right or left.
We'll divide the fleet into two and compete to see who can take control of the Hayd gate first.
The fleet that loses will attempt to take it back; that is the maneuver.
That's probably why this geographical location has been chosen.
Usually, there's only one quick route from the capital.
"On the surface" means there's something more to this, correct?
Well, yes.
A rebellion's currently taking place in the Hayd Dukedom.
Basically, they're telling us to intimidate the surface?
That's the common interpretation.
Are there no further explanations?
If there were, there wouldn't be an underlying reason.
Any other questions?
None, right?
Well then, I will lead the blue fleet and I will assign you to lead the red fleet,
Hecto-Commander Rorriac.
Yes, sir.
Starting now, you and I are enemies.
I've already chosen the ships we will be commanding.
I will allow you to choose your course.
If we are already enemies,
I have no reasons to take orders from you, Kilo-Commander.
I like that personality of yours, Hecto-Commander.
I have a leather sandbag.
I beat it when I feel a little irritated. It refreshes me.
I will change its name to yours.
Thank you very much.
By the way, what is the present name of your beloved sandbag?
I can't possibly tell you that even if this is a secure connection.
Anyway, you are still my subordinate for a little while longer.
Do you understand?
Then I will take the right hand course.
Very well.
Well then, we will now commence the maneuver.
Our objective is to gain control of and to protect the Hayd gate.
Roger that.
All ships to full combat speed.
Enter the Ilicr gate.
Any casualties among the crew?
Day 10, 21:05 Bholach Gate Vicinity
There are none.
It was rather insufficient to be called an attack.
Except for the bridge personnel, no one noticed.
That's good to hear.
No wonder I don't see any damage.
Did you repair this in the planar universe?
No, we did it while orbiting Martine.
That's dangerous!
Um, did I say something strange?
If we enter a Saudec immediately after being hit, it'll look like we've run away.
True, but...
Of course, I took extra safety precautions.
Was it a surprise attack?
Yes, the fact that we were in low orbit attempting negotiation may have angered them.
They should know that it's useless to attack from the surface.
The opposing force present on the surface is estimated to be approximately 20,000.
We cannot ignore the possibility that they are essentially under military occupation.
The enemy military captain is the representative?
No, formally it's Secretary of Politics and Economy, Mr. Corint Till.
Till Corint...
However, there is still the possibility that he is a mere puppet.
That Till won't be a puppet.
I hope so.
If they were occupied and forced to attack, the Empire won't just leave them be.
Well, it may be convenient in resolving the situation.
Are you mad?
I'm just worried.
Regardless, if they are civilized people with universal common sense, they wouldn't do such a thing.
It's an irresponsible act that befits the citizens of the surface, who've been isolated for such a long time.
Aren't both of them forgetting that I am one of them?
That is?
This is where the laser cannons were fired from.
Big Charl.
Ten seconds till we pass through Hayd gate.
Eight...
Seven...
Six...
Five...
Four...
Three...
Two...
One...
We have passed.
To all ships: After confirming your coordinates, establish the information linkage.
Prepare to intercept enemy force.
Are there more anti-orbit laser cannons?
I'm sure it was possible for them to attack simultaneously, but they didn't.
So it was merely a warning?
Not against the Abh.
What do you mean by that?
There were many people who refused to back independence, so they were silenced with one Big Charl shot.
Saying, "We can't go back now."
The shot was aimed at those inside rather than outside.
It is hard to comprehend.
Fait accompli is my native planet's way of doing things.
Jint.
What is it?
I must apologize to you.
For saying that it would be better if they were under military occupation?
It was careless of me.
Martine is your native planet.
I know that, but sometimes I forget.
So do I.
But, native planet or not, I don't want a surface battle to occur.
Lynn!
Jint?
Lynn!
Jint!
Why does something like a planar universe voyage method exist?
If only the light speed limit was absolute, both the people on my native planet and I would not have had such a difficult time.
Sometimes my father says the same thing.
That, "If such a thing didn't exist, I would not have to establish an empire...
...and we could wander about the galaxy like our ancestors."
King Clybh said that?
Here they come, Jint.
So that's the First Infringement Fleet...
I didn't think that we'd meet again this soon.
Neither did I. What a coincidence.
Coincidence?
Well, I guess you could say that, Your Highness.
How else can you explain it?
I can't possibly say it, since I don't have a sandbag here.
What do you mean by that?
This may be impolite, but I heard that the First Infringement Fleet would get re-supplied here and head for the Hayd gate.
Is it somehow related to the fact that, at the same time, our ship has been forbidden entrance to the Hayd Dukedom?
Get a hold of yourself. You're not my subordinate anymore.
There's no way I can casually tell you military secrets.
Then what if I asked?
Well yes, if it were royalty...
But don't ask me what the old name for the sandbag was.
What do you want to do?
Sorry, I want to prevent the first attack at all costs.
When I thought you were glaring at me, is that what was on your mind?
I have one favor to ask of you.
I will hear it.
Please let me accompany you to the Hayd Dukedom.
I'm fine with that, but I cannot make arrangements for you to go down to the surface.
I don't mind.
It's fine as long as you allow me to communicate with the surface from orbit.
I will attempt to create the opportunity. That is all I can promise.
That is enough.
Then please take care of the rest.
I will try.
Though I doubt I need to say this, Your Highness must not tell His Excellency, the Duke, either.
I know. I am also a military envoy.
Then, let me hear it,
Baroness Feubdash.
Day 11, 15:33 Assault Ship Fricobh
Sobach-san.
I never even dreamed that I would welcome you onto this ship as a guest, Your Excellency.
Please stop addressing me as Excellency.
I may currently be on leave from duty, but I am still—
Shall I call you Lynn Administration Rear Flyer instead?
But I won't hand over my title as captain.
It can't be helped, can it?
You must have a hard time, Flyer.
No...
Once re-supplying's finished, this ship will immediately head for the Hayd gate.
Please be patient for a little longer.
Thank you very much.
Chief Varlet!
Yo, Administration Flyer.
Why are you here?
I'm tagging along.
You're not surprised that I'm here?
Especially when I came all this way to see you.
No, I could kind of tell from Sobach-san's expression.
What did you do with the ship?
I left it to the senior captain.
I have nothing to do while the ship has set sail, anyways.
Your Highness!
It's been a while.
You are... Sernaic?
Oh, I'm so honored that you remembered.
Why are you here?
When I joined the Hayd Dukedom's Anti-Matter Fuel Factory Reconstruction Fleet,
I was informed that Your Highness's ship was attacked.
I'm not good with her.
I was so worried, and there was a flight at the right time, so I took advantage of it.
Who was she?
Captain, preparations are complete.
I am really happy to see that you are safe.
Got it. Resume the mission.
It's really wonderful.
Now, allow me. I will guide you to your room.
Let me go.
Day 12, 21:07 Hayd Gate Offing
By the way, have you heard why this fleet was deployed?
Even you, the Lord, doesn't know, right? There's no way that they'd tell me.
Can't you take a guess?
From what I know, it's always a mock battle when they block off reports.
I know that too.
Anything else?
I hope you don't think that this fleet is going to attack Martine.
No, not yet.
As long as they simulate the battles within this fleet, it's fine.
Even if we're attacked from the surface, we can minimize the counterattack.
However, if there are opposing fleets and they enter the Hayd Dukedom first, then the worst case can be assumed.
I've also heard about the Bocbirch incident, but I think you're worrying too much.
Announcing: This is the captain.
The content of the maneuver has been declassified.
Everyone check their orders.
Also, I have some bad news to announce.
We are behind in the first stage of the maneuver.
The opposing fleet has already entered the Hayd Dukedom.
As a consequence, we will be on the attacking side for the second stage.
Sobach-san!
I'm sorry.
We have not received any other information except that the enemy is within the Hayd Dukedom.
I-Is that so...
Jint.
Captain, we have received an inter-bubble message from the flagship.
We've been ordered to scout.
All right.
Front Flyer Aicryac, please prepare to launch immediately.
Yes.
Um, may I go too?
You should refrain.
Your structure is too fragile.
What do you mean?
I'm begging you, Sobach-san!
Each ship's communication ship has launched.
Will you go no matter what?
Please let me go.
It can't be helped then.
Then I will go too.
That's not possible.
I'm counting on you.
I'm merely fulfilling my mission.
They have launched.
So this ship's communication ships are also two-seaters.
Yes.
Five minutes until we enter Hayd gate.
Scheduled for space-time separation in one minute.
Roger.
Be careful.
All units, commence the mission with single space-time bubble.
Space-time separation.
It's the light of battle.
I like it.
One minute until we enter Hayd gate.
I will accelerate.
W-W-Wait!
I will not wait.
Thirty seconds until entrance.
Y-You don't have to push it that much.
Your structure is too fragile.
So this is what he meant!
Twenty seconds.
Ten...
Nine...
Are you enjoying this, Aicryac Front Fly—
Eight...
Seven...
Six...
Five...
Four...
She is enjoying this.
Three...
Two...
One...
Enter.
Enemy communication ships have passed Hayd gate.
4-5-8-8. Distance: 0.03 light-seconds.
Interception preparations, complete.
For them to come in...
Furifuri grass. I'm going to ram it in your ass.
We came out right in front of them.
We're going to crash!
Dodge it!
Stars are falling...
I'll ram them in you too.
This ship has exploded. This ship has exploded.
You! You! You!
The next time we meet, I'll make you lick my ass.
Until I do, entertain yourself by bullying the weak.
Were we hit?
Yes, we were unlucky.
We must return to Fricobh.
We're dead.
The dead do not return.
Then what do we do?
For the time being, we wait.
Alone with you?
You don't want to?
Well, no, but—
This is spiritual contact.
My greetings to the wandering souls.
This is the wandering soul. What do you want?
The maneuver will now become serious. Do you want to be picked up?
Not necessary. The dead will wander in space.
In that case, enjoy your death as much as you want.
Why did you decline?
"Because I want to be alone with you."
Would it make you happy if I said that?
What's the actual reason?
Because it's not fair.
What do you mean?
Our weight will strip the ship of its mobility.
Is our weight the problem?
The communication ship.
This is boring.
Is waiting really the only thing we can do?
What do you want to do?
Um... Are you able to find out the situation on the surface?
What is it?
"Please."
Huh?
You seem bossy.
Please.
Can we communicate with the surface?
That's not possible.
Right there. Go back.
What is that?
So it's started...
Fricobh's communication ship is judged to be obliterated.
It looks like the enemy fleet has finished assembling.
The enemy intends to intercept us in the ordinary universe.
Single space-time bubble emerging from Hayd gate.
You, who are lighter by one less communication ship, have the advantage, Fricobh.
Everyone, prepare for battle.
We will space-time separate.
Roger that.
I will not hand you this seat, Your Highness.
I know.
Reumcobh passed Hayd gate.
Cancobh passed Hayd gate.
Churtucobh passed Hayd gate.
Three minutes till contact with the enemy's space-time bubble.
Release the safety on the secondary electromagnetic cannons.
Secondary electromagnetic cannons, prepared to fire.
Ignite ship.
All ships are ready for battle.
It's finally time for battle.
This is not a scorching battle where real bullets fly.
Though, this is a lukewarm practice where weak lasers and practice projectiles are wobbling about, it's still a battlefield.
Proceed as though this was real.
Merging the space-time bubbles. Contact!
Electromagnetic cannons, fire!
Same day, 23:54 Maneuver Initiated
What kind of maneuvers is the First Infringement Fleet executing?
I cannot tell you that.
Will there be some kind of a problem if I find out?
Of course not.
Then, why?
Because it's military discipline, of course.
My friend, who I met in Derctuh,
said that genetically the Abh cannot go against their orders.
So it is true.
Can't you think for yourself?
Indeed, there's a compulsion to obey orders, but that is our fate.
Don't you hate yourself because of that?
Our fate has been written by the four bases.
I have never felt that as a burden.
Jint, do you?
I do not possess the fate genes.
Then is your fate independent of your genes?
The answer was already there in front of me, Lafiel.
Then Your Excellency was also a part of this conspiracy.
I don't understand what you're trying to say.
Are you saying that Your Excellency was unaware of the attack we received from the surface?
Hecto-Commander, don't you know that Martine still does not belong to the Empire?
Day 13, 3:12 Hayd gate - Judgment - Sky Castle
That is what I was told.
You pretended that the Hayd Dukedom continued to rebel.
That in itself was splendid.
We were deceived too, but...
Well, on the battlefield, it's always confusing, so we're grateful that the maneuver was similar to the real thing.
However, I cannot agree to the fact that the weapons used did not meet the criteria for maneuvers.
And even when you received our mock attack, did you not break the rules by not stopping?
Didn't you realize that was a real attack?
Don't tell me...
So how did the Hecto-Commander counterattack?
It looks like a Brian flower that was tampered with by Deaho.
Is that manned?
No.
Then, aren't you glad?
I hear they used low mass bullets after the evacuation order, so it should only have damaged the gun.
But this was our, the Martine people's, emotional support.
There is no need for you to be depressed.
You didn't make the gun.
But my father became a Peerage thanks to this.
Your Excellency, the Duke, would you like to talk to the citizen's government?
Can I?
I just received permission from the Commander.
The rest is for you and the citizen's government to decide.
I've made my decision.
Please.
Turning it over to the Hayd Minister of Politics and Economy.
It's been a while, Jint.
What's wrong? Must I name myself?
No, I can tell, Till.
You don't sound the same. Are you really Jint?
I'm not a child anymore.
Thank goodness.
The ones talking here are Jint Lynn and Till Corint, and not the Duke and the Minister of Politics and Economy, right?
This is rather expensive for a family talk.
The old you never talked about money.
It's probably because I've lived alone for a long time.
More importantly, how is Lina doing?
She's doing fine. She wants to see you.
Really?
Really.
We've regretted it ever since.
I would like you to know that.
Back then, there was something wrong with us.
We didn't have to take it out on you.
It's okay, Till.
It wasn't something that anyone can suddenly face.
Regarding Rock's execution, I opposed it too.
It's okay.
Certainly, what he did was a betrayal, but it was a fair procedure.
Legally, we can't punish him.
But the National Assembly went as far as establishing a special legislation and executed Rock...
Till...
I tried to free Rock.
I wanted to at least save his life.
Even if he was mistaken, a friend is a friend.
Will you believe me?
Of course I'll believe you.
I've never thought ill of you.
It was all inevitable.
That eased the weight on my chest.
I want to see you, Till.
Not just with this audio-only communication...
Yeah, how nice it would be if we could meet.
I'm sure you've become a wonderful man.
Oh, Lina would be so happy.
Then it's okay, right? I'll be right there.
No.
I have no intention of letting a single one of you people on our land.
That means you won't surrender, doesn't it?
However, there is one way we can meet.
Be proud, Jint.
Yeah.
This is your battlefield, isn't it?
My... battlefield?
Isn't it?
If it isn't, I'll head back.
No, it is.
Thank you. I remember now.
There is one way we can meet.
How?
Day 15, 12:39 Planet Martine
If you give up being an Abh and defect as a Martine man, then we will always welcome you.
Orbital Tower Construction Base: Temporary Meeting Location
Jint...
Lina...
What Till said is true.
Please defect. I'll be waiting with Melon au Chou, your favorite.
I'm sorry. I have my responsibilities as well.
What kind of responsibility?
A responsibility as an Abh? A responsibility as an invader?
Is that more precious than us, Jint?
Lina, I'm sorry.
I guess I can't go home.
The truth is that you found a girl you like, didn't you?
That's not true.
Am I wrong?
If I found a girl that I liked and I couldn't go home because of that, would you understand, Lina?
It would be easier to understand.
Even if you consider responsibilities?
One has to be responsible to girls too.
I'm talking about an even greater responsibility.
If I become one of you, there won't be anyone to prevent the Hayd government from collapsing.
Looks like you've been promoted a fair bit, Jint.
Till, you've aged.
You...
Lina, you haven't changed one bit.
When did you learn how to flatter?
I knew it from the day I was born.
Oh?
Well then, let's quickly finish this and eat.
In the end, this was the best option.
I don't like this one bit.
You're not part of the government. Stay out of this.
You become stern when it is convenient for you.
Do you think it's convenient right now?
It was a statement of mutual agreement.
The Hayd Political and Economic Government would abandon its sovereignty and become a nation of the Empire.
However, those who possess the title of Duke of Hayd,
or have previously held it, were forbidden to come within a one light-second radius from Martine.
And even within the entire Hayd Dukedom,
they were forbidden to stay more than ten days and to refrain from communicating with the surface. That was the agreement made.
In other words,
if I sign this statement, I can never return to my native planet.
I wanted to walk through the exotic jungle once more.
Sorry...
Now is your last chance.
Defect before you sign.
No, I can't wreck my native planet's future for my sentiments.
I doubt the new duke will be as generous as I am.
Liar.
I'm not lying.
Yes, that isn't the only reason, but...
The signing went easily, and for the remainder of the time, we all ate my favorite food that Lina had prepared.
Lafiel's face when she cautiously ate the Melon au Chou was funny, and...
Well, both of you, take care.
Jint!
I'm sorry for everything.
I'm glad I met you.
So am I.
Please take care of Jint, Your Highness.
Please stop, Lina. I'm not a child anymore.
But...
Jint, how do I say, "Leave it to me"?
Even if I understand what they are saying,
it is hard to speak with this automatic translator.
It's rather long for one phrase.
It's my native planet's style.
I see.
I knew the answer ages ago.
Say, Lafiel, for example, if my life lasts for another hundred years, it's too long to spend depressed.
Say, Lafiel, more than the flower that blooms,
the wind that blows, and the stars that glisten on my native planet, your voice is dear to me.
I will become his world and will make him my world.
Viscountess Abliarsec Neic Dubleuscr Boerh Viscountess of Parhynr Lamhirh. After the meeting, she returned to the Navy.
She succeeded Sobach and took command of the Assault Ship Fricobh. She left for a new battle with the reorganized First Infringement Fleet.
After the maneuver, many new Infringement Fleets were established, but Kilo-Commander Atrosryac still remained in the First Infringement Fleet. She lives her life as a commander.
The name of the sandbag she so loves is still unknown.
As many staff officers moved to the new fleet, Vice Hecto-commander Sobach was appointed to the First Infringement Fleet Headquarter Senior Officer position as Atrosryac's right-hand man.
He conceded the Assault Ship Fricobh's captain seat to Lamhirh and was freed from his jealousy.
Aicryac, who was promoted to Deca-Commander from Front Flyer, remained on the Assault Ship, Fricobh as the Aviator Concurrent Post Vice-Captain and Lafiel's right-hand woman.
There was an unofficial notification for her to be the gunnery sergeant, but the former captain, Sobach, firmly opposed it. The reason is unknown, but she does not care one bit.
Samson, who became Hayd Dukedom's first vassal, lives his days gathering people and material for the reconstruction of the Hayd Dukedom anti-matter fuel factory and the matter fuel extraction factory.
The road to managing a farm is still long.
Pabhiryac, with Samson, works in the anti-matter fuel factory construction fleet,
utilizing his specialized knowledge about the furnace reactor, and living his days in alcohol and anti-matter. He devotes himself to being Samson's kill-time partner.
Sernaic company president, Feubdach Sernaic.
Operating the Anti-matter fuel reservoir investigation ship, Sernaic joins Pabhiryac and the others in the fleet.
They're attempting to form a Princess bodyguards contingent, so Samsonn keeps them at a distance.
Deaho leaves Jint and glorifies his freedom in Clybh palace.
The triplet kittens are adopted by Ku Dorin, Hayd Dukedom's Deputy Administrator Suoch, and Lafiel; they live their days in peace.
His wife, Seilculca, has recently been cold to him.
And Lynn Ssynec Rocr Jint, Duke of Haider, bid farewell to his native planet and returned to the Space Navy.
He works with Lafiel on the Fricobh taking up the position of Administrator. Aicryac became his superior.
Jint decided to live as an Abh. His dream of stepping foot on his native planet once more never came true.