Now, let us wind back the hands of the clock to the afternoon of the day before, when Karlos Monte, lieutenant of the Medietan Land Army and commander of the Medietan 33rd Battalion was having a conversation with a messenger on the deck of an old troopship on which five hundred soldiers under Lieutenant Monte’s command had embarked.  The lieutenant had received a direct order from Emperor Derisus the Third to send his forces to Medietapolis as reinforcements because the Piletans were about to attack the capital city. Lieutenant Trento, a good friend of Lieutenant Monte’s, was also ordered to travel to Medietapolis.  Lieutenant Monte was about halfway to Medietapolis when the messenger, who had escaped from Medietapolis on a scout plane before crashing into the ocean and being rescued by the troopship. 

As Lieutenant Monte and his men approached the enemy trenches, the lieutenant received a call on his walkie-talkie.  “Hello, this is Karlos Monte of the Medietan Land Army. Who is speaking to me?” “Hello, sir. I am the agent that you have hired to follow Paxis Pontellius to Del Cealus. I am currently standing in front of the city of New Ajens, waiting for your orders,” “You’ve arrived at Del Cealus? Good! What took you so long to call me?” “I am deeply sorry, sir. I didn’t count on being attacked by Piletan ace pilots who were also searching for Del Cealus. My slow plane was hit dozens of times, and I was afraid I wouldn’t make it. But then, a miracle happened. A storm cloud appeared out of nowhere and wreaked havoc on the

When Takao heard Zenoch fire the missiles, he immediately realized the danger he was in. He had tested some prototype guided missiles before, and thus, he knew exactly what it sounded like when they were fired. Takao turned around and saw that all four missiles were coming his way. The second-best pilot in all of Piletus should know better than to fire all four of his missiles at once? Zenoch must have gone raving mad, he thought. His rage and desire to punish me are blinding him. Having fired the missiles, Zenoch turned his plane around and headed away from Takao as to not be in range of Takao’s bullets. He knew that the

The three travelers waited until everyone was done moving before getting onto the train. Rhina sat down next to an elderly lady whose head was covered by a shawl. Ishida and Master Aram remained standing and let the other passengers take their seats. “Hello there,” the old lady said to Rhina. “Would you like to have some cookies?” The lady handed a small chocolate chip cookie to Rhina. “If you like it, I’ll give you another one.”“Thank you.” Rhina smiled. She took the cookie and bit into it. “Amazing! Did you make this yourself?”The lady nodded happily. “Here, gi

A few moments later, Rhina was on the other side of the canyon with Ishida. Just two seconds after she jumped, the entire bridge collapsed and plummeted down to the river. Both of them were silent, staring at each other. After they had recovered from the shock of nearing death, they headed up Mount Siwalai. The first part of the journey was not very difficult; although there were parts of the mountain slope that were covered in dense, overgrown forests, it was pretty flat— at least for the most part. A certain portion of the trip required Ishida and Rhina to climb a cliff face, which was less enjoyable than walking through thick jungles. Ishida climbed up the cliff with his bare hands, as it was not ver