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Tokyo Ravens

2014-05-20T14:41:02Z

Xersax: /* Volume 6 - Black Shaman ASSAULT */

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'''Tokyo Ravens''' (東京レイヴンズ) is a Japanese light novel written by [[:Category:Kouhei Azano|Kōhei Azano]] and illustrated by Sumihei. It was adapted into a manga series in 2010. A 24 episode anime adaptation was aired in Japan from October 8, 2013 until March 26, 2014, covering volumes 1 till 9, except some short stories from volumes 4 and 5.

'''''Tokyo Ravens''''' is also available in the following languages:
*[[Tokyo Ravens - Français|Français (French)]]

==Story Synopsis==

Tsuchimikado Harutora was born into a prestigious Onmyouji family, but he cannot see "spirit energy". Therefore, he's been enjoying a peaceful daily life with his friends at an ordinary high school. One day, his childhood friend Tsuchimikado Natsume, heir to the main family, suddenly appears. Will this cause his destiny to spring into motion!?<br />

- From MangaUpdates and edited

==Series Information==

*'''Genre''': Action, Romance, Comedy, Supernatural
*'''Original Title''': 東京レイヴンズ
*'''Author''': Kōhei Azano
*'''Illustrator''': Sumihei
*'''Published Volumes''': 1-10
*'''Series Status''': Ongoing

==Character Introductions==
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<b>Harutora Tsuchimikado</b> (土御門春虎)
[[Image:Tokyo_Ravens_Harutora.jpg|left]]
The main protagonist and the son of the branch family of Tsuchimikado clan. Despite being born into a distinguished Onmyouji family, he has no magical powers. He had been living a normal and laid back life seeing that he could not accomplish anything without any magical powers. When he was young, he made a promise with Natsume to become her shikigami and protect her. After witnessing the death of Hokuto, he became Natsume's shikigami to keep his promise he made to her many years ago. He seems to have some sort of 'Bad luck' which he considers an ancient curse passed down by his ancestors. 
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<b>Natsume Tsuchimikado</b> (土御門夏目)
[[Image:Tokyo_Ravens_Natsume.jpg|left]]
Harutora's childhood friend and the daughter of the main family of Tsuchimikado clan. She is a prodigal onmyouji attending school in Tokyo. During summer break, she comes to Harutora's town to interrupt his peaceful life by holding him to the promise he made long ago to become her familiar. She is heir to the Tsuchimikado family and is assumed to be the reincarnation of Yakou Tsuchimikado. As a family tradition, she has to present herself as male in front of other Onmyouji families. She has a Gohou-Type shikigami called Hokuto, a true dragon spirit that has served the main family of Tsuchimikados for generations. She deeply cares about her family reputation and holds the burden of being the next heir of the Tsuchimikado clan. 
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<b>Hokuto</b> (北斗)
[[Image:Tokyo_Ravens_Hokuto.jpg|left]]
Harutora's childhood friend. She was close to Harutora and got really jealous when Harutora was kissed by Suzuka. During his next encounter with Suzuka, she sacrifices herself to save Harutora from Suzuka's shikigami Tsuchigumo, revealing herself to be a shikigami. Hokuto's 'death' was what prompted Harutora to become Natsume's shikigami. She shares her name with another shikigami called Hokuto, a dragon.
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<b>Touji Ato</b> (阿刀冬児)
[[Image:Tokyo_Ravens_Touji.jpg|left]]
A former delinquent and Harutora's best friend from school. He is capable of special spirit sensing and has a vast knowledge on Onmyoudou. He was a victim to the Spiritual Disaster from two years ago. Harutora's doctor father treated him although the after-effects remained. He realized way before Harutora that Natsume was the one who conjured Hokuto. He enrolled the Onmyou Academy in Tokyo along with Harutora. He usually helps Harutora whenever he gets in trouble. He is always seen wearing a green bandanna. 
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<b>Suzuka Dairenji</b> (大連寺鈴鹿)
[[Image:Tokyo_Ravens_Suzuka.jpg|left]]
The youngest of the Twelve Divine Generals nicknamed "the Prodigy". She is a wanted criminal for researching and using forbidden magic. She comes to town searching for Natsume to make her as an offering in a Taizan Fukun Ritual to revive her brother. She researched on Yakou Tsuchimikado and his Taizan Fukun Ritual in order to bring her brother back to life. This leads her into conflict with the Onmyou Agency. 
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<b>Kon</b> (コン)
[[Image:Tokyo_Ravens_Kon.jpg|left]]
Harutora's shikigami. A diminutive silver-fox spirit who wears miko-like clothing and wields a wakazashi. She has been by Harutora's side since the moment he became Natsume's shikigami, but due to his low spiritual power and awareness, he was unable to hear or see her. A rare Gohou-type shikigami, she possesses independent thought and actions and is fiercely loyal to her master, and even gets jealous when Harutora associates with other girls. She has served the Tsuchimikado clan since a long time.
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<b>Kyouko Kurahashi</b> (倉橋京子)
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The Granddaughter of the director of the Onmyo Prep School and heir to the Kurahashi family. She is part of the top students in the school and one of only 3 known students to possess a Gohou-Type shikigami which consists of two Yaksha demon class warriors called Hakuou & Kokfuu. Initially she appears antagonistic towards Harutora (and by extension Natsume) due suspicion of using his family's fame and status of being Natsume's shikigami to suddenly enroll directly into the elite academy at mid semester. 
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<b>Tenma Momoe</b> (百枝天馬)
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A classmate that befriend Harutora and Touji during their first day at academy. He ended up unwitting involved in the Yakou Disciple incident when he was caught in attack from a shikigami called a Kodoku meant for Harutora. He however resolved himself to help Harutora rescue Natsume after listening his request. Since then, Tenma has been drawn in various events related to the cult despite his somewhat cowardly nature. He is quite knowledgeable on various info relating to current events of the Onmyodo world at large and sometimes helps Harutora catch up with his studies by lending him his notebook.
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==Translation==

===Format Standards===

'''Every chapter (after editing) must conform to the general format guidelines.'''
*[[Format_guideline|General Format/Style Guideline]]
*[[Tokyo Ravens:Terminology and Guidelines|Project Specific Guidelines: Names and Terminology]]

===[[Tokyo Ravens:Registration Page|Registration page]]===

'''Translators are asked to [[Tokyo Ravens:Registration Page|Register]] the chapters they want to work on.'''

===Feedback Thread===

'''If you enjoyed the translation, why don't you tell us at the [http://www.baka-tsuki.org/forums/viewtopic.php?f=23&t=5661 Feedback Thread].'''

==Updates==
*16 May, 2014 - Volume 8 Chapter 1 Completed
*11 May, 2014 - Volume 7 Chapter 5 Completed (Volume 7 Completed)
*8 May, 2014 - Volume 7 Chapter 4 Completed
*4 May, 2014 - Volume 7 Chapter 3 Completed
*28 April, 2014 - Volume 7 Chapter 2 Completed
*21 April, 2014 - Volume 7 Chapter 1 Completed
*16 April, 2014 - Volume 6 Chapter 5 Completed
*9 April, 2014 - Volume 6 Chapter 4 Completed
*4 April, 2014 - Volume 6 Chapter 3 Completed
*1 April, 2014 - Volume 6 Chapter 2 Completed
*28 March, 2014 - '''Volume 5  Completed'''
*18 February, 2014 - '''Volume 4 Completed'''
*21 January, 2014 - '''Volume 3 Completed'''
*6 January, 2014 - '''Volume 2 Completed'''
*27 December, 2013 - '''Volume 1 Completed'''

Older updates can be found on the [[Tokyo Ravens:_Updates|Tokyo Ravens Updates page]].

==''Tokyo Ravens'' by Kōhei Azano==

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===Volume 1 - SHAMAN*CLAN ([[Tokyo Ravens:Volume1|Full Text]])===
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:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume1_Chapter1|Chapter 1 - The Son of the Branch Family]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume1_Chapter2|Chapter 2 - Begin Worship]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume1_Chapter3|Chapter 3 - Armored Demon Soldier]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume1_Chapter4|Chapter 4 - Progeny of the Tsuchimikado]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume1_Chapter5|Chapter 5 - Soul Calling]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume1_Afterword|Afterword]]
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===Volume 2 - RAVEN's NEST ([[Tokyo Ravens:Volume2|Full Text]])===
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:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume2_Illustrations|Novel Illustrations]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume2_Chapter1|Chapter 1 - Young Ravens' Academy]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume2_Chapter2|Chapter 2 - Ears and Tail]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume2_Chapter3|Chapter 3 - Shikigami Showdown]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume2_Chapter4|Chapter 4 - Kodoku]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume2_Chapter5|Chapter 5 - One-Armed Oni]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume2_Afterword|Afterword]]
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===Volume 3 - cHImAirA DanCE ([[Tokyo Ravens:Volume3|Full Text]])===
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:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume3_Chapter1|Chapter 1 - A New Beginning]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume3_Chapter2|Chapter 2 - Spring Tempest]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume3_Chapter3|Chapter 3 - Living Spirits]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume3_Chapter4|Chapter 4 - Destroying the Nue]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume3_Chapter5|Chapter 5 - Starting Point]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume3_Afterword|Afterword]]
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===Volume 4 - GIRL RETURN & days in nest I ([[Tokyo Ravens:Volume4|Full Text]])===
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:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume4_Illustrations|Novel Illustrations]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume4_Chapter1|Chapter 1 - Star Raid]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume4_Chapter2|Chapter 2 - The Rumored Pair]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume4_Chapter3|Chapter 3 - The Girl's Next Step]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume4_Chapter4|Short - Chicks In The Nest Prologue]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume4_Story1|Story 1 - Frog Day]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume4_Story2|Story 2 - The Men's Capriccio]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume4_Story3|Story 3 - Escape From Dougenzaka]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume4_Story4|Story 4 - Bloody Holiday]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume4_Afterword|Afterword]]
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===Volume 5 - days in nest II & GIRL AGAIN ([[Tokyo Ravens:Volume5|Full Text]])===
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:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume5_Illustrations|Novel Illustrations]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume5_Chapter1|Chapter 1 - Chicks In The Nest]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume5_Story1|Story 1 - The Snowscape of the Pair]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume5_Story2|Story 2 - Winter Day's Dinner]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume5_Story3|Story 3 - The Tail of Duty]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume5_Story4|Story 4 - Cold Memory in Dark]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume5_Chapter2|Chapter 2 - Practical Skills Training Camp]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume5_Chapter3|Chapter 3 - Six People's Conference]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume5_Chapter4|Chapter 4 - The Girl's Determination]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume5_Afterword|Afterword]]
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===Volume 6 - Black Shaman ASSAULT ===
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:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume6_Illustrations|Novel Illustrations]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume6_Chapter1|Chapter 1 - Under The Rainy Season's Overcast Sky]](3/4)
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume6_Chapter2|Chapter 2 - Letter of Challenge]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume6_Chapter3|Chapter 3 - Onmyouji, Visiting]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume6_Chapter4|Chapter 4 - Breaking Through the Enemy Line]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume6_Chapter5|Chapter 5 - Competition of Magic]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume6_Afterword|Afterword]]
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===Volume 7 - _DARKNESS_EMERGE_ ([[Tokyo Ravens:Volume7|Full Text]])===
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:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume7_Illustrations|Novel Illustrations]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume7_Chapter1|Chapter 1 - Encounter]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume7_Chapter2|Chapter 2 - An Old Clue]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume7_Chapter3|Chapter 3 - Twin-Horned Syndicate]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume7_Chapter4|Chapter 4 - Higekiri]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume7_Chapter5|Chapter 5 - Darkness Emerge]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume7_Afterword|Afterword]]
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===Volume 8 - over-cry ===
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:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume8_Chapter1|Chapter 1 - Entanglement]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume8_Chapter2|Chapter 2 - Darkness Begins to Move]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume8_Chapter3|Chapter 3 - Kyouko and Natsume]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume8_Chapter4|Chapter 4 - Detection]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume8_Chapter5|Chapter 5 - Tsuchimikado's Girl]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume8_Afterword|Afterword]]
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===Volume 9 - to The DarkSky ===
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:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume9_Illustrations|Novel Illustrations]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume9_Chapter1|Chapter 1 - Death]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume9_Chapter2|Chapter 2 - Inside the Night]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume9_Chapter3|Chapter 3 - Those Who Bare Fangs]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume9_Chapter4|Chapter 4 - Counterattack]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume9_Chapter5|Chapter 5 - Soul Summoning]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume9_Afterword|Afterword]]
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===Volume 10 - BEGINS/TEMPLE ===
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:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume10_Illustrations|Novel Illustrations]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume10_Chapter1|Chapter 1 - Rabbit from the Temple of Darkness]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume10_Chapter2|Chapter 2 - Visitors]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume10_Chapter3|Chapter 3 - Sacred Ground for Conspiracy]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume10_Chapter4|Chapter 4 - Onmyouji, Kitayama]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume10_Chapter5|Chapter 5 - Cursed Temple on Fire]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume10_Afterword|Afterword]]
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===Volume 11 - change:unchange ===
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:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume11_Chapter1|Chapter 1]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume11_Chapter2|Chapter 2]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume11_Chapter3|Chapter 3]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume11_Chapter4|Chapter 4]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume11_Chapter5|Chapter 5]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:Volume11_Afterword|Afterword]]
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:*[[Tokyo Ravens:VolumeEX1_Chapter1|Chapter 1]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:VolumeEX1_Chapter2|Chapter 2]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:VolumeEX1_Chapter3|Chapter 3]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:VolumeEX1_Chapter4|Chapter 4]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:VolumeEX1_Chapter5|Chapter 5]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:VolumeEX1_Afterword|Afterword]]
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:*[[Tokyo Ravens:VolumeEX2_Prologue|Prologue]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:VolumeEX2_Chapter1|Chapter 1 - Christmas Eve Rendezvous]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:VolumeEX2_Chapter2|Chapter 2 - Battle of Bean]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:VolumeEX2_Chapter3|Chapter 3 - Freshman "Juunijin Susumu"]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:VolumeEX2_Chapter4|Chapter 4 - Silver-haired Underclassman]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:VolumeEX2_Chapter5|Chapter 5 - Teachers' Mission]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:VolumeEX2_Intermission|Intermission]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:VolumeEX2_EncounterTriangle|Encounter - Triangle]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:VolumeEX2_Epilogue|Epilogue]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:VolumeEX2_Afterword|Afterword]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:VolumeEX2_SpecialAppendix1|Special Appendix 1 - Natsume Journal]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:VolumeEX2_SpecialAppendix2|Special Appendix 2 - Secret Talk About Anime Work (Prequel)]]
:*[[Tokyo Ravens:VolumeEX2_SpecialAppendix3|Special Appendix 3 - Secret Talk About Anime Work (Sequel)]]
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==Project Staff==
* Supervisor:
* Project Manager: [[User:Lygophile|Lygophile]]

==== Translators ====

'''Active'''
:* [[User:Lygophile|Lygophile]]
:* [[User:KanzakiAria|KanzakiAria]] (Afterwords only)
:* [[User:NoodLez|NoodLez]] (Illustration editing)
'''Inactive'''

==== Editors ====
Thanks to all editors.

:* [[User:Lens|Lens]]
:* Various anonymous IP addresses

==Series Overview==

*Tokyo Ravens 01 SHAMAN*CLAN (May 20, 2010) ISBN 978-4-8291-3519-8
*Tokyo Ravens 02 RAVEN's NEST (September 9, 2010) ISBN 978-4-8291-3552-5
*Tokyo Ravens 03 cHImAirA DanCE (December 18, 2010) ISBN 978-4-8291-3592-1
*Tokyo Ravens 04 GIRL RETURN & days in nest I (May 20, 2011) ISBN 978-4-8291-3637-9
*Tokyo Ravens 05 days in nest II & GIRL AGAIN (July 20, 2011) ISBN 978-4-8291-3657-7
*Tokyo Ravens 06 Black Shaman ASSAULT (October 20, 2011) ISBN 978-4-8291-3688-1
*Tokyo Ravens 07 _DARKNESS_EMERGE_ (May 19, 2012) ISBN 978-4-8291-3757-4
*Tokyo Ravens 08 over-cry (October 20, 2012) ISBN 978-4-8291-3809-0
*Tokyo Ravens 09 to The DarkSky (March 19, 2013) ISBN 978-4-8291-3865-6
*Tokyo Ravens 10 BEGINS/TEMPLE (October 19, 2013) ISBN 978-4-0471-2911-5
*Tokyo Ravens 11 change:unchange (April 19, 2014) ISBN 978-4-0407-0087-8
*Tokyo Ravens EX1 party in nest (July 20, 2013) ISBN 978-4-8291-3909-7
*Tokyo Ravens EX2 seasons in nest (February 20, 2014) ISBN 978-4-0407-0030-4

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User:Xersax

2014-04-06T16:35:41Z

Xersax:

User talk:Lygophile

User talk:Irbored

2014-01-27T08:08:31Z

Xersax:

'''Comments'''<br />
I'm sorry if I end up as a pain -___- [[User:Xersax|Xersax]] ([[User talk:Xersax|talk]]) 11:22, 7 January 2014 (CST)

'''Editing Check for TnJtRnK'''<br />

(Placing thoughts in "( )" like previous chapters and the 'voices' in "< >". Just undo if it looks weird.)

I use <> on key parts that have SPECIAL meaning. like 『战场上洒盐的死神』 - <Salt Spraying Soul Reaper on the Battlefield>. Seriously I told you before you should have left those as is.

DONT DO THAT.
[[User:Irbored|Irbored]] ([[User talk:Irbored#top|talk]]) 01:52, 14 January 2014 (CST)

Alright. Noted.

If I've annoyed or angered you in anyway. I apologize. Here's to a better TL-Editor partnership. Yeap. Cheers.

Now for more checks. Mostly TLC-ish. (Listed in numerical order of appearance. The decimals are those I added while doing the grammar and spelling check.)

1)'''''Imperial Capital central authorities, to go into the audience hall at the end, there are huge stone pillars dividing the wall into left and right blocks,''' legend is the Holy Capital appeared here before the state and the Imperial Capital was erected on it's stone pillars.''

The bold portion, is it saying ''the authorities, to enter the audience hall at the end, had to pass by the huge stone pillars, which divided the wall into left and right blocks''?

2)''Angoela '''change''' to the throne, is bound to bring a threat to the Queen's safety. Dirogne is a veteran of wars, instead of keeping him at home, why not send him to suppress out external enemies''

Change -> Challenge? Thus, ''Angoela's challenge to the throne, is bound to bring a threat ...''

3)''Nearby Silvia thought that the Palace Security obviously did not take into account their own identity and '''export inquired''' about the military matters.''

Export inquired? Like... inquired outside of their expertise? Meddle where they are not suppose to meddle?

4)''These words made Lady Luonisica whole body '''unbending'''. Galerius '''was able to raise his eyebrows.''' Nearby Lucius was also '''fascinated''' and lifted his chin.''

Unbending -> went rigid?

"was able to raise his eyebrows"... This would imply that he couldn't do so before...

Fascinated -> Intrigued?

5)'''''Waver her sleeves in a waving gesture''' at the surrounding shrine maidens who quickly crowded out in front of Silvia, Silvia was separated from Galerius.''

Wavering(Moving?) her sleeves in a waving gesture at the surrounding shrine maidens who quickly formed a crowd in front of Silvia, separating her from Galerius.

6)''Silvia turns her head to look where Giulio is staring at, '''among''' the crevice '''across''' shrine maidens, she saw Galerius form.''

among -> through ; across -> between

6.5)''Lady Luonisica looked up and look askance at the overhead ceiling where '''loud talk could heard'''.''

''their'' loud talking could be heard?

6.75)''there is(are) no enemy soldiers in this war, there is(are) no enemy generals, '''not the enemy''', nor the enemy flag, it is a retreat of the '''forever war'''.''

"not the enemy" : there is no enemy?

Forever war : Forever war?

7)''But though she is only a vessel forced to accept care, but she was also a queen after all, her hands are supposed to hold a certain amount of power, but she never '''cried''' simply because she was afraid.''

Cried -> Tried? ; Though she is only a vessel forced to accept care, she was still a queen; her hands are suppose to hold a certain amount of power, but she had never tried to utilize it, simply because she was (too) afraid.

8)''"... No, this humble servant! '''This humble servant is not here for this reason at Your Majesty side!'''"''

This humble servant is not by Your Majesty's side for this reason!

9)'''''He wants to deny ... Silvia no matter what was going on, intended to direct Giulio to stand down,''' she found that, herself facing a face like Giulio how much one individual with a girls appearance could be a man with the capacity to display such unyielding.''

Is it: (He wants to deny (pause) Silvia no matter what was going on) (Silvia however, intended to direct Giulio to stand down.)

Or: (He wants to deny...) (Silvia, no matter what was going on, intended to direct Giulio to stand down.)

And: She found out, by facing a face like Giulio,

10)''Indeed, Silvia did not eat since yesterday. Because of the audience with the two Grand Duke made her feel heavy pressure, she of course has no appetite.''

'''''"...The better. "'''''

''She didn't want to talk to these people and continue this dialogue. But she does not know why, these shrine maidens have no intention of leaving.''

Err... No clue what that refers to or means.

11)''Under the silver-haired blue eyes in tears of agony, and a deep '''Stigma''' in Silvia's head.''

Stigma like Chris and the Royal Consorts?

12)Just ignore this what was here

12.5)''Giulio whispered, '''Silvia felt her entire body pumping''', reflexively wanting to get up and leave the bed.''

Erm... Can understand what it means: Heart beating faster/stronger. But I think can be phrased better, because "entire body pumping" doesn't really makes sense.

12.75)''Silvia her hands close to her chest, '''trying not to panic Giulio aware of her own heartbeat'''.''

Not sure if it is: "trying not to panic Giulio, was aware of her own heartbeat" or "trying not to panic, whether Guilio was aware of her heartbeat"

12.875)''Silvia hastily '''raised her raised voice''', the sound resounding throughout the room, scared she quickly covered her mouth.''

If possible, any other way to avoid using 2 "raised". If not: "raised her already raised voice"?

13)''"... This humble servant did receive the '''command of His Majesty the Emperor command''', to spy on Your Majesty, but this humble servant refused."''

This humble servant did receive the command from His Majesty the Emperor to spy on Your Majesty, but this humble servant refused.

14)''After the footsteps faded in the distance, all sounds seemed to dissappear into the night, Silvia alone in her Bedchambers leaning on the cold door, count When footsteps away, everything sounds ready to disappear into the night, Silvia alone in the dorm room on cold door, counting the heartbeats in her chest.''

I'm guessing another one of your notes. So...

After the footsteps faded into the distance and when all sounds seemed to have faded into the night, Silvia - alone in her bedchambers - leaned against the cold door, counting the beatings in her chest.

All the best, and take your time. :D

[[User:Xersax|Xersax]] ([[User talk:Xersax|talk]]) 06:26, 14 January 2014 (CST)

'''Expressing Gratitude'''<br />

User talk:Lygophile

2014-01-21T15:35:23Z

Xersax:

2014-01-14T09:08:35Z

Xersax:

==Chapter 1 – Bloodstained Vision==

Babies just grow sparse amounts of hair, however this baby's hair looked as though it was infected at birth with a blood-like red. She opened her eyes, looking at life first followed by the rays of light, then looking towards here.

A man surrounded the baby in front of his chest, bloodstained right hand holding a dagger, reflecting the candlelight. Blood was flowing through the handle ornate with wings, constantly dripping. Minerva lay down on the floor, looking at this image - in this moment, she became aware that...

(That is my blood ...)

Instantly, the chest pain made her aware of the icy stone tiles, and the blood's flowing heat.

Minerva clenched her teeth, trying to break away from the sense of pain.

(This death is not reality!)

Oracle - This was the bloodline power of the Queen, allowing Minerva to see into the future. Foresight was just one manifestation of this power.

Minerva wanted to cry out, but in the silent darkness only her slight shaking could be heard. She swallowed the blood gushing from her throat, feeling the pain in her entire body.

With her remaining strength she supported herself on the floor, barely looking up, seeing the man holding the baby.

(That hair ...)

(Is that my baby? I do not think so ... )

(Well, then ... this Oracle is ......)

The Man slowly walked to Minerva, stepping on the pool of blood, sending a sticky and dirty sound all around. He bent down, extending his hand near the bright candlelight.

(Who is it!)

(Who is to become my husband, and also kill me -)

The flames illuminated his face, making Minerva's body freeze.

That face, whether in a dream or reality, Minerva was familiar with it - he had black hair deeper than dark and snow-like skin. His childish face held remnants of tears, very phantom-like.

(- Chris ...)

(Oh no, Why would Chris ...)

(A lie! This is not true!)

Minerva silently screamed, the pool of blood tremoring slightly in the dark.

Chris was holding the baby, his face close to Minerva, the dagger from his hands, fell into the pool of blood. Minerva was now holding his hand in hers.

(This is not true - this future...)

(Chris is my husband?)

(Enough, do not look at me with such eyes. Do not cry for me -.)

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"-That's enough!"

Minerva screamed, breaking through the atmosphere filled with the smell of blood, abruptly rising. The bedding slipped from her shoulders, the reality filled with the cold and dry air came into contact with her skin, she could not help but shiver.

"... Minerva, are you all right?"
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A voice reached her ears, making Minerva tremble slightly. She turned around, seeing the teenager from the dream in front of her.

The sight of the boy made Minerva inadvertently drift to her chest, her cheeks going red in an instant, her sight moving away from him. Minerva quickly looked down, exposing the rosy skin near the collar of her pajamas. She hastily pulled the blankets to cover herself.

"You... you..." Minerva with a tone full of reproach then said: "Why are you here!"

"Why what? Because you were talking in your sleep and seemed to be having a nightmare..."

"This is my room okay, why are you --"

Minerva stopped her trembling voice. She finally became conscious, and remembered where she was.

Two weeks ago, the Order of the Silver Egg saved the Queens that were held hostage, also managing to escape from a siege. The Holy Kingdom<ref group="2-1">'''Holy Kingdom ''': previously Celestial Kingdom</ref> sent thousands of soldiers to pursue them, however they managed to flee. But Francesca ordered the troops to stay vigilant and on standby in the barracks.

This was because the Holy Kingdom had stationed check-posts, so the Order of the Silver Egg had to remain alert. It was the first day they had returned, but they could not afford to slack off.

In normal times, Minerva would have slept in her bedroom inside the castle. But this time she had slept like the rest of the troops in the barracks - Chris and Gilbert's room was next to hers.

"I went to find him, but I'm sorry..."

Another voice came from the other side of the bed, Minerva turned around and saw a big-eyed brunette girl inspecting the room.

"Paola, you are also here!"

"But didn't you say that, if you were ever in pain, I should come over as soon as possible?" said Chris.

"Ah..."

Minerva felt her cheeks heating up all of a sudden.

"... You... Did you dream about anything?"

Chris asked. Minerva lowered her eyes.

She remembered the dream, with Chris killing her, with Chris holding the baby. The baby girl with blood-like red hair, it was the characteristic of her family bloodline.

"Minerva, did you have another dream in which you were killed?" said Chris.

"You shut up!" Minerva couldn't help but push Chris away. "You, you get out now!"

Chris looked perplexed.

"Does that mean... it was me again?"

"There's no need for you to say anything else, just get out, this is a woman's bedroom!"

"You are saying that, but you're still holding my hands so tightly..."

Chris stopped talking, Minerva suddenly realized that she was holding his hands. She flushed with anger and rudely let go of his hand, "You... You don't get me wrong, I, I just... All right! You get out! "

"Meena, you do this to Chris..."

"Paola you also get out!"

Minerva shouted, while pulling the blankets over her head. Even after hearing the pair of footsteps outside her door, she was still unable to think calmly.

(Why was Chris holding my child...)

Although Minerva fled the Kingdom from an early age, and did not receive a Queen's education, she still knew that dreaming was the way Queens received Oracle Visions.

(That dagger... just like the dagger that killed mother...)

Why is Chris - the vision should show the queen's husband from certain family lines, picked only from the three main houses... no, not just this problem. Minerva started paying attention to more important things, the heat from her cheeks spread all over her head.

(This, this is to make a baby... with Chris...)

She kicked the blanket, desperately trying to get rid of the "couple's night life" image from her head, in total disregard of her aching wounds.

"...Yes, Meena looks a bit strange... I think she's probably dreaming about..."

Through the blankets, Minerva heard Paola's voice. Then another voice said:

"Hey, Meena, you are not a clam - what's wrong?"

Minerva rubbed her red cheeks, then removed the blankets. She saw the honey-colored hair, eyes the color of the sea before dawn, and quickly turned away from her, showing her back.

"... Nothing is wrong" said Minerva.

She knew Francesca was aware of the problem, so she first turned her back to her. After hearing Francesca sigh, Minerva knew she was going to get to the heart of the matter, full of enthusiasm.

"Paola, you should leave, and no eavesdropping outside the door!"

"I, I would never!"

The sound of footsteps leaving the room could be heard, followed by the sound of the wooden door closing, and then only silence remained in the room.

Francesca abruptly pulled back the blankets, Minerva turned around to confront her, but Francesca was the first to step closer and kneel down near the bed, her golden hair hitting the floor.

"Your majesty, your servant is at your disposal."

"... I told you were not allowed to do this again."

"Her Majesty had little chance to this in solitude, occasionally you should enjoy the vassal etiquette, please. "

Francesca raised her head, exposing her devilish smile.

Minerva fled the throne, but she was still the Queen. The Dukes' family was her vassal, so Francesca was only obeying the proper customs. Although Minerva knew that herself she was still angry.

"Your majesty, how are you feeling? If you are not willing to talk with my humble self, you can treat me as a piece of furniture. After all, as your vassal, I only exist to serve you."

"... What furniture, I never considered you like this."

Minerva looked away, her arms crossed.

"Besides, I'm always troubling you... Although my attitude doesn't show it, I'm very grateful to you."

"Really? I am so happy!" Francesca took hold of both her hands, showing a cute smile. "My Queen told me what was in her heart?"

"Uhh, uhh..."

Minerva sat on the bed wiggling her feet, not knowing what to do.

In fact she had to apologize to Francesca because she had a lot of things that she didn't tell her. Things about Chris and the stigma<ref group="2-1">'''stigma ''': previously brand</ref> of the beast. Even though she thought Francesca ought to know without beating around the bush, but she never made things clear, and was in no hurry to do so. Therefore, Minerva hesitated. She did not know if she should tell Francesca - for mutual trust...

"Then I'm going to go about this another way, Meena." Francesca quickly changed her tone. "You are a troubled person. I can't force you to say something you want to keep a secret. How about, if I let you sleep in the same room as Chris."

"What are you - I, I have to say, but this is punishment!"

"The reason you don't want to talk, I'll tell you: you don't say it because I wanted to sleep with Chris."

"Fran-!"

Minerva's flaming red hair stood up. She quickly jumped out of the bed, rushing in front of Francesca.

"You really know how to provoke me - well, let's get to the point."

Minerva sat back on the bed, bringing her blankets closer, facing Francesca like a wolf stalking his prey. Francesca clearly played her, even for Minerva's outburst, it's probably just a waste of time.

Even so, Minerva is still trying to fight back, she turned her back to Francesca, and tucked her hands behind her.

After avoiding seeing her face to face, with that raptor-like gaze, Minerva found it easy to say the words from her heart.

"... I dreamed an Oracle prophecy."

She heard the surprise in Francesca, although behind her.

Before, Minerva never said the word "Oracle"; she did not want to think of herself as Queen, not wanting the pain and humiliation the Dukes treated as a gift from God.

But this dream, apart from "Oracle", there was no other word to call it.

Surprisingly, Francesca had been aware of this.

"Did you dream of the father?"

Minerva sighed. Standing behind her, was such a powerful woman. Fortunately, Francesca is not an enemy, she thought. Hesitating for some time, Minerva answered:

"... Yes, but... well..." stopping halfway, she once again went silent.

"Is it Chris?"

Minerva with a tornado-like momentum suddenly turned around and started throwing parts of the bedding.

"You, why are you -" she pounced on Francesca, grabbed her arms and shook violently: "Why did you even know this!"

"Your first reaction was very obvious; if it was anyone else, you might say the person's name, or don't know who the man is, right? Your grip can really strangle a cow, do not pinch so tight, okay?"

"Ah, ah..."

Minerva started heating up, a loose hand gave Francesca the opportunity to break free.

She feebly sat back on the bed, Francesca followed suit and sat beside her. Wearing sleeveless pajamas, the two side by side, slightly touching the skin.

"I have heard many people say that on the Grand Duke<ref group="2-1">'''Grand Duke ''': previously Archduke</ref> Cornelius forehead and back of the hand, there were some patterns." Francesca said.

Minerva clenched her fists.

In the siege of Santcarillon, Minerva and Chris took a battering ram with other commandos, where everyone witnessed Grand Duke Cornelius power. When Cornelius used the demon sword the back of his hand was engraved in light.

"It's hard to believe, Chris being associated with King candidates." said Francesca.

"Listening to Cornelius talking, it seems that Chris knew something." said Minerva.

"Yes, what the two men have in common ... First it's the stigma. "

The cursed stigma; the good fortune stigma ... Cornelius knew the origin of these two stigma. If a queen's husband must have this engraved, then Chris ...

"Where did Chris come from in the end... Meena, do you know?"

Minerva lowered her eyes, and shook her head ambiguously - or nod, even she did not know how to respond - however, Minerva thought she can no longer keep silent, she told Francesca everything she knows ...

Devouring the stigma of Fortune; What Chris experienced in the past ... Cursed fate thing...

After listening, Francesca's tone remained unchanged, "So this is what you have been keeping from me." She looked up to the ceiling taking a light breath, "I did not think I actually kept a Beast that devoured fortune. "

"You're not going... to drive out Chris..." Minerva looked over her shoulders to Francesca and asked in a whisper.

"I will not. I managed to find such a cute guardian. You and Chris are too reserved, not talking to me about such trivial matters."

"This is not trivial! The curse may put everyone in danger..."

"Are you sure?"

Minerva opened her mouth, staring into Francesca's beautiful eyes.

"Chris will devour everyone's fate? Have you confirmed this? Did you?"

"- But before he......"

"He was by my side for an entire month, did anything bad happen?"

"That's because I stopped him!"

"Really? Is that really the case?" Francesca smiled meaningfully.

"Regarding Chris, you don't know much do you? You don't know why he has a stigma, right?"

Minerva nodded. She thought that Chris himself might not know about it. But if Chris did know and didn't tell her... Minerva felt this thought eating away at her.

Francesca deliberately sighed.

"Truly sad, if every vision causes you pain."

"...You!" Minerva can't help but grab Francesca on the shoulder, "What are you thinking!"

"The Holy Kingdom wants the Queen to give birth to a child with Oracle powers, for this the current Queen has to be killed right?"

Minerva held a blank expression - Francesca was right. Minerva never thought anyone would guess this.

It's not easy to conceive an Oracle Queen from one generation to the next, because you can only give birth to one daughter, the family cannot grow big. Therefore, the Holy Kingdom must do everything to maintain the bloodline, the husband of the Queen must make the way for future generations of Oracles, by personally killing his wife.

The Oracle Queens can only predict their own painful experiences, so they can see the future where they are killed, and the person who kills her becomes the husband.

"Giving birth is also a painful experience, you can't predict this kind of pain right? And if you can, wedding Chris will make you happy right?" said Francesca.

"Y-Y-You -- what are you saying! What happiness!"

"If two people lived together raising children, the woman would be happy right?"

"You didn't even listen to me!" Minerva could not help but shout: "Chris is - because he can devour the future where I die, I stay close to him! Not because I wanted to be with him! "

"Really?" Francesca turned around and looked at her.

"Of course I'm not lying!" Minerva begins.

"In that case..." Francesca closed to Minerva's ear, and quietly asked: "If he was not marked, no Oracle -- Chris not staying by your side would not matter, then? "

Minerva stared at Francesca, words echoing in her mind -- if one day, she and Chris could break the shackles of their fate, what would happen then?

"This... This assumption..." Minerva's voice stopped in the throat, barely managing to spit it out. "I do not know... I never thought I -- no, I should say I could never have imagined it."

Since Minerva was born, she had this power. She can't imagine. What the idea that "if it weren't for this power" could mean. But after listening Francesca laughed:

"I don't know either... However, I think this is the answer you need to find."

"What are you saying?"

"No, ah. " Francesca laughed, put her hands on the shoulders of Minerva, and stood up.

"If Chris can devour the future where you die, then he can also find a way to distort the Oracle, isn't that right?"

"Ah... ah..."

"Then you have to tell him why."

Francesca said all this with a clear voice, Minerva looked up to see her sincere smile, the devilish smile all gone now.

(I know... I know I'm supposed to tell Chris about it, but... ）

(But for this to happen, I have to... Chris has to become my husband... making kids... together... tell him...)

How should she approach him to say this? Minerva did not know, it was hard to figure it out.

After bowing to Minerva, Francesca left the room. But she suddenly stopped in front of the door, and murmured: "... Your highness I don't not know if Silvia, might have also had a similar vision from the Oracle. "

Minerva was shocked.

(Yes! I never thought about it -- but it is possible!)

Before, Minerva had another vision where Chris killed her. And later, it even replaced her on the throne with her sister - Silvia also had the same Oracle. So now...

(For Christopher<ref group="2-1">'''Christopher''': previously Cristoforo (FYI: yes i know the author wanted the name to be cristoforo to sound italian. I'm still gonna use Christopher.)</ref> to become her husband, Cornelius had to die, that's why now she could see the new Oracle, such speculation was reasonable.)

This means that, Chris will replace Cornelius, to become the person the new queen has to marry. But why is it Chris...

Francesca had walked out of the room. From the corridor came a man's voice, which turned out to be Chris asking about Minerva. Minerva hastily closed the door, then went back to bed hugging her knees.

(Why... Why is Chris...）

(If Silvia also had the same Oracle vision...)

(What am I supposed to do...）

She closed her eyes, a touch of red floating in the dark.

That baby's eyes, and the tears on Chris' face...

(Why did I meet with Chris in such a cruel way - if we had met in different circumstances, or if one day we escape this fate...)

If so, what will happen...... Minerva did not know, but her chest was throbbing.

(...He - Chris with me, in the end that's what people do...)

A vivid memory came into her chaotic thoughts.

She remembered that moment, when Chris grasped her hand.

==Translator's notes & references==
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2014-01-09T14:22:09Z

Xersax: Changed "--" in narration to a differnt style to avoid confusion of "--" used in the dialogue. Consistency changes.

Tsurugi no Joou to Rakuin no Ko:Volume 2 Chapter 5

2014-01-09T06:33:25Z

Xersax: Placing thoughts in "( )" like previous chapters and the 'voices' in "< >". Just undo if it looks weird.

User talk:Irbored

2014-01-07T17:22:40Z

Xersax:

'''Comments'''<br />
I'm sorry if I end up as a pain -___- [[User:Xersax|Xersax]] ([[User talk:Xersax|talk]]) 11:22, 7 January 2014 (CST)

'''Editing Check for TnJtRnK'''<br />

''This question makes Giulio's face a little disappointed, as if he wanted to hear that this is was not a problem.''

I'm guessing it's like: "This question makes Giulio's face a little disappointed, as if what he wanted to hear was not this problem/issue"

I'm taking into consideration that he later talks about Silvia's pain, which is the main thing that he was worried about.

Oh, what do you think about "lowly" instead of "humble" for some parts, because I know some Chinese words for humble can actually refer to inferior or self deprecating.

Like: ''This humble servant would like to ask, Your Highness who is now in pain, is there nothing this '''humble''' servant can do to help?'' The second humble sounds kinda awkward.

[[User:Xersax|Xersax]] ([[User talk:Xersax|talk]]) 05:59, 29 December 2013 (CST)

Okay. Was confused due to the "is was".
[[User:Xersax|Xersax]] ([[User talk:Xersax|talk]]) 09:49, 29 December 2013 (CST)

'''Volume 2 Chapter 5'''

''"You pig head, the hull is only shaking slightly, get up, you look so '''ugly''', later you need to attend the blade ceremony!"''

''Ugly'' --> ''Unkempt'' or ''disgusting'' or ''horrendous''. Cause well... They were puking... Can't do much if you're ugly... XD

Secondly, how would you want to express thought bubbles? Previously you used brackets "( )" in chapter 1 but then changed to "--" in chapter 5, since the dead people part used the brackets to symbolize their speech.
I could do some sample tests using different styles of doing and you could look through for what's best.

[[User:Xersax|Xersax]] ([[User talk:Xersax|talk]]) 03:24, 5 January 2014 (CST)

So I can edit all the thoughts into brackets? And use a different bracket style for the dead people part?

[[User:Xersax|Xersax]] ([[User talk:Xersax|talk]]) 03:26, 6 January 2014 (CST)

'''Chpt 1'''

''Babies just grow sparse hair, like infected at birth with blood-like red. She opened her eyes, looking at life first then the rays of light, and looking here.''

Babies? Don't think many babies would have blood-like red hair though... XD

The '' 'and looking here' '' is just confusing in the sense that no 'here' had been specified. Guess it's more of TLC for this.

Editing based on what I can gather:
''Babies just grow sparse amounts of hair, however this baby's hair looked as though it was infected at birth with a blood-like red.
She opened her eyes, looking at life first followed by the rays of light, then looking towards here(?)''

[[User:Xersax|Xersax]] ([[User talk:Xersax|talk]]) 11:22, 7 January 2014 (CST)

'''Expressing Gratitude'''<br />

User:Xersax

2014-01-06T10:43:17Z

Xersax:

Reading. Editing. Reading. Studying. Reading.

Languages: English. Chinese. (Understands Cantonese slightly)

Learning: Japanese (Slowly), Software programming, Human Biology, Engineering. I do it all.

As you try to quantify and explain something like English. It's like explaining how to move your body.

I can go overboard at times. Please bear with me. I am but a lowly aspiring editor.

Tsurugi no Joou to Rakuin no Ko:Volume 2 Chapter 5

2014-01-06T10:37:42Z

Xersax: Ugly -> Horrendous (Forgot to do it in the previous edit)

Tsurugi no Joou to Rakuin no Ko:Volume 2 Chapter 5

2014-01-06T10:32:07Z

Xersax: Crescent moon -> New moon

User talk:Irbored

2014-01-06T09:51:07Z

Xersax:

'''Comments'''<br />

'''Editing Check for TnJtRnK'''<br />

''This question makes Giulio's face a little disappointed, as if he wanted to hear that this is was not a problem.''

I'm guessing it's like: "This question makes Giulio's face a little disappointed, as if what he wanted to hear was not this problem/issue"

I'm taking into consideration that he later talks about Silvia's pain, which is the main thing that he was worried about.

Oh, what do you think about "lowly" instead of "humble" for some parts, because I know some Chinese words for humble can actually refer to inferior or self deprecating.

Like: ''This humble servant would like to ask, Your Highness who is now in pain, is there nothing this '''humble''' servant can do to help?'' The second humble sounds kinda awkward.

[[User:Xersax|Xersax]] ([[User talk:Xersax|talk]]) 05:59, 29 December 2013 (CST)

Okay. Was confused due to the "is was".
[[User:Xersax|Xersax]] ([[User talk:Xersax|talk]]) 09:49, 29 December 2013 (CST)

'''Volume 2 Chapter 5'''

''"You pig head, the hull is only shaking slightly, get up, you look so '''ugly''', later you need to attend the blade ceremony!"''

''Ugly'' --> ''Unkempt'' or ''disgusting'' or ''horrendous''. Cause well... They were puking... Can't do much if you're ugly... XD

Secondly, how would you want to express thought bubbles? Previously you used brackets "( )" in chapter 1 but then changed to "--" in chapter 5, since the dead people part used the brackets to symbolize their speech.
I could do some sample tests using different styles of doing and you could look through for what's best.

[[User:Xersax|Xersax]] ([[User talk:Xersax|talk]]) 03:24, 5 January 2014 (CST)

So I can edit all the thoughts into brackets? And use a different bracket style for the dead people part?

[[User:Xersax|Xersax]] ([[User talk:Xersax|talk]]) 03:26, 6 January 2014 (CST)

'''Expressing Gratitude'''<br />

User talk:Irbored

2014-01-06T09:26:43Z

Xersax:

'''Comments'''<br />

'''Editing Check for TnJtRnK'''<br />

''This question makes Giulio's face a little disappointed, as if he wanted to hear that this is was not a problem.''

I'm guessing it's like: "This question makes Giulio's face a little disappointed, as if what he wanted to hear was not this problem/issue"

I'm taking into consideration that he later talks about Silvia's pain, which is the main thing that he was worried about.

Oh, what do you think about "lowly" instead of "humble" for some parts, because I know some Chinese words for humble can actually refer to inferior or self deprecating.

Like: ''This humble servant would like to ask, Your Highness who is now in pain, is there nothing this '''humble''' servant can do to help?'' The second humble sounds kinda awkward.

[[User:Xersax|Xersax]] ([[User talk:Xersax|talk]]) 05:59, 29 December 2013 (CST)

Okay. Was confused due to the "is was".
[[User:Xersax|Xersax]] ([[User talk:Xersax|talk]]) 09:49, 29 December 2013 (CST)

'''Volume 2 Chapter 5'''

''"You pig head, the hull is only shaking slightly, get up, you look so '''ugly''', later you need to attend the blade ceremony!"''

''Ugly'' --> ''Unkempt'' or ''disgusting'' or ''horrendous''. Cause well... They were puking... Can't do much if you're ugly... XD

Secondly, how would you want to express thought bubbles? Previously you used brackets "( )" in chapter 1 but then changed to "--" in chapter 5, since the dead people part used the brackets to symbolize their speech.
I could do some sample tests using different styles of doing and you could look through for what's best.

[[User:Xersax|Xersax]] ([[User talk:Xersax|talk]]) 03:24, 5 January 2014 (CST)

So I can edit all the thoughts into brackets? And use a different bracket style for the dead people part.

[[User:Xersax|Xersax]] ([[User talk:Xersax|talk]]) 03:26, 6 January 2014 (CST)

'''Expressing Gratitude'''<br />

Tsurugi no Joou to Rakuin no Ko:Volume 2 Chapter 5

2014-01-06T09:00:24Z

Xersax:

Tsurugi no Joou to Rakuin no Ko:Volume 2 Chapter 5

2014-01-06T00:22:50Z

Xersax: Commas for sentence phrasing. There might be more.

Tsurugi no Joou to Rakuin no Ko:Volume 2 Chapter 5

2014-01-05T09:56:34Z

Xersax: Grammar. Some commas and phrasing. Fixed the "Translator's notes & references"

==Chapter 5 –Between the waves. ==

Chris has been in the past decade in hundreds of wars; although he never took part in naval warfare, he did board many ships. He had never gotten seasick, because of that he does not know of ways cure it.

"Huh? A cure for seasickness? You drink -- drink until you can't tell if it's from intoxication or seasickness."

The medic Nicolo said this while pointing at the cask of wine beside him. Chris regretted asking him, then left the infirmary and returned above deck.

The sun shines bright above the mast of the dark sails, he stood under it's shadows and pondered -- it's a fact he never got seasick. However there are several warriors aboard that look a bit blue.

"Chris, you seem to be fine..." one of the centurion <ref group="2-5">'''Centurion''': lit. the 100 man captain. I'm going to use the roman references here and call them Centurion. </ref> captains muttered.

The ship had barely departed and entered the channel. The troops going to Princinopolis were to arrive in only a few days, on the deck sporadic members of the Order of the Silver Egg could be seen, with weapons in hand seemingly making no progress. This arrangement was made to guard against the possible spies of the Holy Kingdom.

Therefore the only ones sent to check if any troops were seasick were Nicolo, Chris and a few others.

Nicolo walked outsite the infirmary, and after looking at the deck littered with seasick troops said to Chris:"Chris, you listen well, inside a man's ear there are snails."

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"... A snail?"

"Yes, This is what we doctors know, so you listen well. Because they live in the ear, the snails are made of water from the body, so even when we close our eyes and lie down on the bed, we still know in what direction the sky is and what direction the ground is. This is because the snails in our ears help."

"What?"

"But if the snail which is made of water gets shaken up, there will be cases of seasickness and the like."

This was the first time Chris heard this argument. However because he had not seen Nicolo as doctor in the past, he actually holds him in high esteem now.

"The reason we placed you on this ship, is to let those who say "If you drink alcohol you will become seasick" know exactly how stupid that saying is." said Nicolo.

"Well... I, I understand, Nicolo..."

Laying on the side of the ship a soldier said in a weak voice:

"I did not think I was beaten at drinking by a teetotaler like Chris..." "Blechhh!" "Hey! You go puke on the other side!" "Ugh,ughhh... You're making me want to puke also!"

The tragedy on the boat keeps getting worse. Chris sighed. He did not think it was actually just an experiment. Then he suddenly remembered something, he poked the panicking medic on the back.

"Hey Nicolo, have you seen Minerva? Wasn't she supposed to also board this ship?"

"Of course she is, however she doesn't drink like you do, she doesn't even touch wine."

"Did she get off the ship? Because she couldn't do the experiment--"

Nicolo raised his hand, pointing in the direction of the bow, Chris was stunned to see a person -- on the bowsprit, Minerva's red hair was dangling in the sea breeze. He quickly rushed to the bow "Minerva! That's dangerous."

Minerva was sitting on the bowsprit overlooking the canal. She heard Chris's voice, turned and jumped on the deck "Since this expedition is by ship, it will be likely that we will have to fight onboard. I must naturally confirm which places I can reach."

"It will not be a boarding action, at least the military stationed in Princinopolis belonging to the Holy Kingdom do not do boarding actions!"

Minerva was not happy hearing this and with a puckered face she turned around to look at the calm sea. "Why can't we take the cathedral. Since we have ships, we could just go upstream the river Takamiya, and take the Holy Capital for good!"

Although Minerva said this, she still knows it's pointless to complain about it. After setting sail there was no way of turning back, even if they could it would have been too late. Right now they had to carry on the plans of the entire force.

"But if we take too long, Silvia, she..."

Minerva looked in the northwest direction -- The Holy Capital's skies, biting her lower lip.

Minerva's sister -- Queen Regent Silvia, while thinking of ways to save her, there were no other except the overthrowing of the Holy Kingdom. On this point, not only Francesca, but Minerva herself thought the same.

So although Minerva is now acting anxious, there's nothing she can actually do. She should be very clear about this point, but he did not know why she held such a reaction.

-- The prophetic dream she had that night, she saw something then... Chris guessed.

Minerva would rarely dream compared to her little sister. Silvia might have had the same prophecy. So this is not a sign of impending danger... Chris kept wondering. Minerva was starring intently, then she shook her head, and goes on to say excessively "It is,it is not right, but..." she stammered failing to speak clearly.

--She is still reluctant to talk about it... Chris thought.

"... Is it something about Silvia?"

Minerva timidly opened her mouth and ambiguously nodded. "Well ... Maybe... Yes "

She is the current Queen after all. Cornelius, although not by choice was still dead, so she was temporarily free. However it won't be long until she will have to declare a new potential consort. Minerva was anxious to rescue her sister before then. Chris was aware of this.

"Silvia is different from me, she has nobody to rely on; everyone around her only cares about finding ways to use the Queen's blood." Minerva folded her arms and trembled slightly.

"And I have... I have actually fled to a safe place, I am truly deserving of being hated..."

"I don't think you should blame yourself for this matter" said Chris.

"I know that. But she had lived since childhood seething in private, withstanding everything in silence. I was sick of hearing the preaching of the palace headquarter's classes, so I escaped, using a casual excuse to explain matters to Silvia."

"Palace classes?"

"They were boring history and theology lessons, stupid ceremony customs and so on ..."

Chris is unable to imagine Minerva sitting at a desk, trying hard to study diligently.

"What about you?" Minerva asked Chris.

"I was once hired by a prominent family as a guard, so in order to not shame them, I have been taught speech patterns and mannerisms. I was still small, so he seemed to prefer me staying disguised as a valet to protect him."

Chris said smiling while recalling that time. He was loved by his employer, therefore the family butler painstakingly tried to make sure Chris had a upbringing into a well-behaved, service oriented valet. It was a peaceful manor, he was in close contact with the master of the house, beside his guard duty also escorting him on hunts, however it was also because of the natural caring of the master, so Chris could focus late into the night on learning. It was during that time that he learned to read and write.

"Oh, therefore your words and manners will be different from the common mercenary soldier." Minerva said, leaning against the side of the ship.

"Hey... Could, could you really tell?"

"Of course. Everyone says that you look just like the young son of a fallen noble family."

Minerva said as she reached for the edge pointing to the stern group of seasickness and constant cries of warriors.

--So everyone thinks so... Chris felt a little embarrassed, and could not help but retort "What about you, when I first saw you, you had the same aura as a soldier, however your words and deeds actually more those of a noble. The obvious conclusion was that you were related to the Royal Family, later contrary to my initial feelings you felt like an extremely arrogant person.<ref group="2-5">'''extremely arrogant person''': lit. you - really / actually / indeed / true / real / honest / - highest / greatest / too (much) / very / extremely - poop / shit -- basically "you were a really shitty person" so I changed it</ref>" then he immediately felt regret. After all Minerva was disgusted with her origin as Queen, from this perspective, saying this words really lacked consideration.

However Minerva only puckered her face and said "About that. I did not want to have anything with the etiquette used in the palace. But you, you weren't the one who was forced to learn it, sitting behind a desk."

"Well...Ah, er, er ... " Chris felt joy surging in his heart, because Minerva did not become offended by his words.

Chris walked next to Minerva, putting his hands against the edge of the ship "I don't hate this things after all. At that time, other then wielding a sword I knew nothing about these matters. " thinking about it, this was his first time conversing naturally with Minerva. As the hull of the ship swayed in the water, the surrounding scenery, the rhythm of the swaying, everything felt comfortable.

-- Perhaps this way, Minerva will one day also open wide her heart to me ... He thought.

"If you like it so much, then you might as well swap places with me, and live in the royal palace."

Minerva then held out her tongue, Chris smiled.

"The palace rules are so strict?"

"That said, I didn't wish to study so I always hid away in the courtyard and a maid from the palace would come find me!"

"Wasn't that natural?" Chris shrugged – compared with the image of Minerva focusing on academic excellence, he can imagine Minerva in the dense bushes, trying to hide from everyone.

"You are laughing at me! They were very annoying! Telling me I need to learn everything about the Weneralia Ceremony, saying that... " Minerva suddenly froze halfway. Then her face went down.

"What is it?"

"...No, I won't speak of this."

Her tone that suddenly became sullen, scared Chris. Because Chris could only see the profile of Minerva, her thoughts this time must be related with -- She wanted to say something, then stopped halfway, namely at the Weneralia Ceremony, the topic with the marriage of the Queen.

-- It's because of me, I reminded her of memories she wanted to forget...

"That .. I'm sorry, I did not want to..."

"It's fine!"

She shouted excitedly, then got up and left the ship's side, quickly ran towards the aft, making Chris feel like he had been thrown into the ocean.

-- This outcome was inevitable and right... Chris told himself -- he told himself that he should not be conversing with Minerva, he was purely a slave to her. He was like a piece of paper, just existing to suck away the futures of her death like it was water... This whole idea made him very sad, his eyes unable to chase the figure with the red hair.

Once Minerva reached the stern, she violently kicked her left foot on the deck near the soldiers, and said to them "Hurry up, I want to return!"

"Meena, can you please be more gentle..."

"You pig head, the hull is only shaking slightly, get up, you look so ugly, later you need to attend the blade ceremony!"

"Oh, Yes, Yes, I'm up!" " I can't tell which side is the sky, which side is right ... "" Oh, I know, the red side of the Sun is up! "" You pig head! that's my dress! Don't touch it! "

Seeing that the dialogue between Minerva and the bunch of soldiers was not serious, Nicolo cut in: "Hey, the day will turn to night soon. Go and get ready, go! "

At his urging, Minerva and a group soldiers from the upper deck walked toward the lower deck. While Chris sat on the deck and blankly stared at them.

--The blade ceremony ... It is dedicated to fallen companions on the battlefield ...

They will spread out both of their hands in front of them, to confirm they had no blood on their hands, no Mark of Stigma radiance.

Known as the blade ceremony, it was for those who lost their lives on the battlefield, leaving no remains to hold a funeral.

At this time as he was about to also go below deck, the rest of the soldiers on the ship looked at him, all of them having a puzzled expression on their faces. But there was nothing Chris could do about it and he started to go forward step by step.

-- I ...I can't go ...

--The one who killed them... is me...

He remembered the sea of blood. He did not want to recall that memory of how -- when they went to Santcarillon, Cornelius used the demon sword to control him, to become his puppet, and Chris killed them. Among the Order of the Silver Egg members that died, most of them died at his hand. -- I am not qualified to do the blade ceremony with them...

"Chris!"

All of a sudden, he hears a voice, he was surprised to pick it up in his head. A pair of black eyes, the owner grabbed him by the collar.

"...Minerva... I ... I can't go ..."

He could not look away, nor remain silent. Chris managed to squeeze out these words: "Please tell Francesca, that I wouldn't be able to see them off ... and ..."

"What nonsense, you're coming along!" Minerva fiercely pulled Chris by the collar when he answered, so hard as to drag him off the boat.

The cliff overlooking Zaccariesco was overlooking a lively street. On the mast the flag embroidered with the silver hen was flying in the sea breeze.

"Aren't you late? Was it fun on the boat? The sun is about to go down." Francesca said with a smile while facing Chris. Behind her, the knights of the Order of the Silver Egg members were all lined up dressed neatly.

"Well, we came to see our companions -- Paola, pass the swords."

Paola then spread out the wrapped the swords, to the centurion captain and Francesca's guardsmen. On the hilts of the swords, the names of the dead were carved, all newly cast.

The remains of soldiers killed on the battlefield were rarely recovered; although sometimes when a battle ended, the two sides would exchange the remains of the dead soldiers, those that could be identified were few. In most of the cases the remains of these soldiers would be buried right on the bloody ground, not even recovering their belongings.

However the dead still had to be buried.

Paola walked toward Chris, to also give him a sword. But Chris did not extend his hands to take the sword, he even stared wide-eyed, a shadow was also casted on Paola's face.

"Hey, Chris!"

Minerva sternly called out to him from the side, but he still had his hands to his sides, still not listening.

--Why me ... Offering me a sword for the ceremony, I don't need one in my hands ...

Several of the surrounding companions sent him a sympathetic look, but this made him even more uncomfortable.

-- I really wasn't supposed to be here...

"That ... Chris ..."

Paola was about to open her mouth to say something, when someone picked up the sword. It was a tall, dark figure. He placed it hilt first on Chris's chest, asking him to take it. Chris held his rising emotions in check, looking into the pair of eyes hard as steel and gray short hair.

While many uneasy eyes watched, Gilbert said with a cold face "Teacher Carla said once..."

--Teacher Carla? Minerva and Gilbert's sword-master.

Teacher said<ref group="2-5">'''Teacher said''': This and all conversation regarding Carla are gender neutral. Carla is not a HE or a SHE.</ref>"On the battlefield, the heavy burden of death should be shared by everyone that is on the same field. Before Death<ref group="2-5">'''death''': death here is referred as an actual entity</ref>there is neither friend or foe. Regardless of who killed many people, how many people died on the battlefield, once the sound of weapons clashing has stopped, and the tarnished sparks dissipate into the night, all should mourn the dead."

At this point Gilbert increased the strength with which he was poking Chris in the chest with the hilt of the sword. He felt pain, but the pain was not from the hilt against his chest, but from a more profound place ... He moved to take the sword hilt in one hand ...

"We will not let you bear the responsibility for the death of our companions alone, nor allow you alone to escape from this responsibility."

--Put it in the past.

Chris was still showing some hesitation. After that, he finally decided, he's hand moved from the scabbard to the handle of the sword, and received the sword from Gilbert's hand. He slowly looked up and saw himself standing beside Minerva, he also saw Gilbert and Paola behind Francesca, also facing the setting sun the members of the Order of the Silver Egg. They had no trace of a smile on their face, the sky gradually contracted the dark of night, but Chris felt a surge of warmth.

He held the sword tightly against his chest.

"...I am sorry...I don't know what to do with the blade for the ceremony ... I need you to teach me."

He never bothered to mourn for the dead in the past; he roamed across the battlefields, always just to indulge himself in culling like a beast killing prey, greedily sucking all of their good luck. Therefore he does not know how to give offerings to the dead.

"Pull out the sword."

Nearby Minerva muttered the prompt. Her hand similarly is also grasping the sword. After coming out of the sheath, the sunset light shines on the sword, the reflection came out in a blood-like dense colored red.

Francesca and the others, who have also been granted a sword, pull the blade from the scabbard. Chris also followed suit.

On the cliff more then twenty swords engraved with names became a tombstone, in a circle on the ground. Thousands of people sang the ancient elegy.

At this point Chris suddenly remembered Cornelius.

-- Should I also mourn for him ......

The enemy who he personally killed, who used Chris, tormented Minerva and Silvia. It is inconceivable that, right now, in Chris's mind this person, doesn't hold the slightest disgust.

--Don't I have the potential to become like him?

In the end what is the meaning of this sentence, in fact, even Chris doesn't know. However in this moment of twilight, his ears echoing with lamentations, Chris's heart was filled with the desire to pray for this man.

--All must bear the weight of the victim's life, even if this man is an enemy ... ...

"So here we go. "

Along with the lamentations of the people gathered, as the sun was setting, close to the sea, Francesca started to sing softly:

"I hope one day we can no longer remember the lyrics of this song. I hope this day will come soon. But we must never forget this moment. Now, again, we got up and returned to the battlefield. "

Thus, Paola lifted the banners, the centurion captain leading took the troops stepped off the red-brown hill.

Nicolo and Minerva walked behind the troops. Chris was going to chase that body with red hair that was backing away from him, when suddenly a burst of a bubble-like sound shook in his ears:

(--Our lord ...)

He rushed back and in the twilight about twenty swords shadows were side by side.

(--OUR LORD<ref group="2-5">'''OUR LORD''': Caps are intentional. It's emphasized so either caps or bold text.</ref>...)

But these sounds really descended on his ears.

--This is ... What's going on?

In this moment, his forehead suddenly flared up with a burning pain. Then, immediately saw the pale blue light.

--Why would the brand of the beast, at this moment?

(OUR LORD ... Ruling over all the dead people, and those about to die. ）

This is not just one sound, but layers of overlapping voices saying the same words, lingering in Chris's ear. Supporting the swords acting as gravestones, flickering figures suddenly approach Chris. They are dressed in armor, pale faced with black cloth blindfolding them -- this is how the Kingdoms of the East bury the dead-- these people are all Chris's fellow soldiers.

--These, these are ... The dead?

--Why do I see these things ... Why do I hear their voices!

In the strong winds, Chris tightly held his own body, shortly thereafter, the trembling in his body spread even to his feet...

(We ask you our Lord to call out our names.)

(We ask you our Lord to honor us, to call out our names. )

(--to call out the names of the dead.)

--Shut up!

--I can't listen! Should not listen!

Chris covered his ears and huddled on the ground. However, these voices of the dead just like oil seeped through his fingers, piercing chill went into his heart, and every corner of his body.

(We ask you to call out our names--)

(Call us from the underworld into this world...)

--Shut up!Shut up!

"--Chris!"

A stern voice pulls Chris back from the darkness.

"What's wrong with you?"

Minerva with her hair ruffled by sea breeze spoke near Chris's cheek. Before he knew it, Minerva was squatted in front of him. The setting sun, the gravestones, as well as the hordes of the dead disappeared from Chris's sight, leaving only Minerva with a slightly restless and angry face in front of him.

"You're not comfortable? Is, is it because I forced you to come here?"

Chris looked at Minerva, then shook his head after a while.

"...No, I'm fine. "

"You look like this and saying you're fine--"

Chris's reaction shocked Minerva. As she attempted to reach out and touch his forehead, Chris carelessly brushes her hand aside.

"...Your brand ..."

"I said I'm all right!"

"How this is called being all right! Now is also not the crescent moon, why - what happened?"

Chris pushed on Minerva's shoulders to stand up. The fellow soldiers standing in the distance have gone. Only Nicolo, finding something amiss with Chris, rushed back. Chris's instincts told him to pretend like nothing was wrong, so he literally dragged his feet and walked away.

"Chris! In the end what happened, come on tell me! The brand of the beast--" said Minerva.

"Aren't you the same!?" Chris was intent on covering Minerva's voice, so he could not help but shout: "You won't tell me anything about it!"

He could hear a sound like ice shattering in his ears --What, what am I talking about...

--I'm blaming her again how ...

Chris, biting his lower lip, slid his head slightly to the side to peek with the corner of his eyes at Minerva. Minerva could not help but stare straight at Chris. It looked like she was about to burst in rage, he couldn't resist a tremor on his lips.

--I shouldn't have blurted out that sentence, I'm not supposed to say such things to her ...However, everything was too late. Chris couldn't think of ways to solve this. So he ran away.

"... Hey, Hey! In the end what happened to you?"

He rushed passed Nicolo, not even looking at him. Nicolo's voice felt like it was overlapping with the voices of the dead, if he was even a little bit slow, it felt like he was going to be swallowed by the darkness.

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2013-12-29T15:49:19Z

Xersax:

Tsurugi no Joou to Rakuin no Ko:Volume 2 Chapter 4

2013-12-29T12:27:42Z

Xersax: Adjust some words to make it more formal. More grammar and spelling as well.

==Chapter 4 – The False Queen ==

The Queen's day begins in the morning with the purification of her body.

Queen's palace is located in the heart of the Imperial Capital, with her bedchamber having a ceiling made of glass. The curtains covering her bed did not reflect the sunlight or moonlight. Ever since Silvia took the throne, she had never slept soundly even once.

But then again, the shallow sleep was not only because of the light; when she tried to sleep soundly, she could not escape the pain brought about by her dreams. From the moment she started having prophecies, it would not allow her to sleep soundly, and gradually it became a habit.

"Nourishing nectar of the heavens, sending down the sunlight, bestow upon us happiness..."

As Silvia , who was a shrine maiden, chanted the holy words, the first rays of the morning sun shone in a somber moment.

A maidservant helped dry her hair and body, and gave her a thin robe, then when she turned to go into the water to cleanse herself again she saw a figure standing there. It was a woman with a blue shawl covering her head. She was wearing holy garments embroidered with The Swan Insignia, symbol of the servants of our lord God Dushanda. She is the High Priestess of the Holy Kingdom, with her headquarter in the palace, Lady Luonisica.

"Your Majesty, I humbly offer you my greetings. " Lady Luonisica knelt down on the floor before Silvia, and knowingly asked: "Your Majesty, did you dream a Oracle Decree last night?"

The so-called Oracle Decree, that is Queen's most important prophecy - it showed the Queen being killed by her husband.

"...H'm."

Silvia while not looking at her, replied in a low voice.

Within the palace the air of this woman, was always disturbing and dreading. Her smooth face, seemed to look like melted glass, her beautiful appearance had, since Silvia could remember, never shown any signs of aging. She kept a close eye on her, making Silvia feel like she was being watched at all times.

"You said you haven't dreamed the Royal Consort's face?"

"H'm." Silvia did not tell the truth. However Lady Luonisica's silence made her wonder if her lies had been seen through, a chill filled her heart -- even so, she did not plan on telling the truth.

She couldn't say it, that the man who killed her was together with her sister, the young man Chris. She thought it was unspeakable.

(Why would he ...)

(Although his forehead and hands have a Mark of Stigma, but did he not say that he was a mercenary ... ... ）

The brands are symbols of the gods power, only the three Grand Duke families are supposed to have them. Silvia did not understand, how could this boy named Chris have such a brand.

"Tomorrow this humble servant will bring men associated with the Great House of Epimex for an audience with your majesty, requesting your majesty to carefully look at their appearances."

"Good."

(There will be no results from this. Because that man is already at my sister's side.)

However, Silvia did not know if she could conceal the secret for long.

"Your Majesty has recently accepted the Oracle's blessing as one might expect, we might consider not using anymore drugs..."

Lady Luonisica's words made Silvia hold her shoulders and shake her head:"My throat hurts, no drugs."

The drugs Lady Luonisica refered to, is used to create acute pain. This helps the Oracle prophecy to be rendered in a more vivid manner. The power of the Oracle in Silvia is weak, so she often needed to use this drug. Now she was refusing the drugs under the pretext of a cold, but she would have to use this drug again.

"Your servant understands, please take care of yourself Your Majesty." Lady Luonisica took two steps backward while wearing a false smile." However, Your Majesty, choosing a new Royal Consort is a national priority. Lord Cornelius dying was a very serious problem, The Holy Kingdom must hold the Weneralia Ceremony as soon as possible, please bear this in mind."

"... I know."

Then, when Silvia asked the shine maiden to help her with the purification bath, Lady Luonisica all of a sudden spoke saying:

"This humble servant heard that today Your Majesty will have a Guardian knight guarding you."

"A Guardian knight?"

Silvia stopped and turned again to face Lady Luonisica.

"Yes, this was ordered by the Emperor, apparently Grand Duke Galerius idea. This humble servant could not decline the Emperor's wishes, especially after all that happened not too long ago..."

Silvia took a deep breath. What she was referring to, was the Grand Duke being stabbed in his chest, and the Queen being taken captive. All of this was previously unheard of, so the military had to be more alert.

"This humble servant, to avoid disrupting Her Majesty's thoughts, has accepted this arrangement without consulting you, please forgive me Your Majesty."

For Silvia, Lady Luonisica's frank speech made her feel uncomfortable. These people never consulted the Queen about important matters. And this thing with the Guardian knight right before the day he was about to assume his duties, made it impossible for Silvia to refuse.

(An additional person to monitor me...)

"The Guardian knight will be placed in a room in the northeast of the palace."

"This man will live in the Palace?"

Silvia could not help but feel surprised -- the rooms in the northeast of the palace are among the closest to the Queen's bedchamber on the same row. In the name of being the Guardian knight guarding the Queen, the room would have to be very close by in order for him to protect the Queen. However even bearing that in mind, she could not see how Lady Luonisica could even agree to house a military man inside the center of the palace.

"Yes, this Guardian knight is called Giulio-Geminiani. Because his status is quite special, this humble servant thinks that in this matter the rules can be stretched ."

Lady Luonisica then went to recount the experiences of Giulio, making Silvia feel even more surprised. She did not think that this knight could have learned as a shrine maiden, and unexpectedly passed the tests.

(So then he had learned under the High Priestess, having been admitted into the Theological Academy, so that's how it is... If not for this, then it would have been impossible to be admitted to the palace.)

But Lady Luonisica then made one last statement:

"However, while this man has received vocational education, he wears armor, his body is still unclean, so please Your Majesty must not disclose the messages from your dreams. "

She did not even need to hear her say this. Even with Lady Luonisica it is also so. Since her elder sister escaped from the Imperial Capital, she has not opened wide her heart to anybody. Not once. Whether the people three Grand Duke's, the palace clergy, all of them gathered with the intent to leech on her Oracle power.

She went back to her bedchamber, after the maidservants retreated, she fell down on the bed. Memories of that night, her first walk under the broad sky. Her Sister and her companions watching over her. While being full of painful memories of life, only this period of profound memories could make her feel delightful.

(Someone stands behind my sister.)

(If you can, can you not let my sister live in such a place like me, and to forget of warfare...)

Closing her eyes, the dark face of Chris emerged -- the Oracle prophecy overlapping. In the prophecy, he was holding the baby, the dagger piercing Silvia's chest.

(However, my fate in the end is likely to be to get involved with a companion of my older sister...)

Silvia covered her face in the blanket, trying to fight back the mental and psychic pain.

Sunlight shed from the skylight above the glass dome of the bedchamber, Silvia awoke from her dream. Her whole body was hurting all over. Barely a spot left untouched by pain.

(Drugs were mixed with the purification water...)

She realized this. Probably on Lady Luonisica's instructions –- of the three Grand Dukes one was missing, it made her feel very anxious ... Silvia held no wrath or mood to complain about this matter.

(I should tell her... that my husband to be is in Zaccaria...)

This idea passed from her mind, Silvia casually stroked her hair, letting herself quickly forget the idea.

(If I did so, then he and my sister would be in danger. And I... would be free of the drugs only temporary.)

She seized the lower hem of her clothes, making an effort. The clothes bit by bit split open with a shrill whining sound.

(So long as I endure patiently - I will endure, forever endure ...)

At the other end of the stone door someone suddenly appeared. There were several footsteps, then a Shrine Maiden's voice came:

"Sorry to disturb Your Majesty."

"... Come on in."

Silvia with a melancholy voice answered, feeling unhappiness in her heart.

The stone door with a winged wheel design was pushed open, Silvia almost called out in alarm. Along with the three Shrine Maiden there was one figure wearing armor.

"Your servants and Her Majesty's Guardian knight have arrived."

Silvia could not help but stare at the knight's face, so he instantly blushed, and quickly looked down.

--So what, Lady Luonisica said was right... The knight has his hair bundled at the back of his head, neat hair white like snow with slight traces of silver. His beauty and White Rose insignia giving a very good impression. In the Theological Academy nobody discovered that he was a boy, Silvia did not believe at first, but seeing him now she did not feel surprised about it.

The knight walked past the old Shrine Maiden, came up to the bed and knelt on the ground. When he bowed his head, the hair on his head was touching the ground as well.

"Revered Queen, able to understand destiny through and through, and all of the Gods' will, I request to be allowed into Your Majesty's holy grace."<ref group="2-4">'''Revered Queen''': The whole line is a sort of ceremony used when meeting the Queen </ref>

The knight meticulously uttered the Holy Words. His voice sounding like a glass pearl, transparent and clear

"...You are permitted to be in my presence."

Silvia made a brief response and tried to motion him to stand up. However the knight's forehead was still pressing on the floor, his ears red at the base didn't move the entire time -- what's going on...

"Go ahead, raise your head."

"Yes... No, I fear... That... Your servant," he paused for a moment then continued, "Your Majesty... Your Majesty just woke up, and did not change clothes..."

Silvia did not understand what he meant at first, thought only to find, here is her bedchamber, and she had just woke up, so she looked to examine her clothes.

In fact, Silvia did not for a long time realize what the problem was. After all since she was a child there had always been many people entering and leaving her bedchambers. But they were all Shrine Maidens or other servants of God. And now although this knight looks like a girl, excluding the Emperor he was the first "man" to enter her bedchamber.

This time Silvia suddenly became embarrassed, hurriedly pulled the hem on her collar and the blankets, covering all parts below the neck.

"T-This you don't have to mind... starting today you will be working as a guard inside the Palace, don't mind the little details."

Silvia despite being aware that her voice was slightly pitched, could not suppress it. The knight then looked up, gazing into Silvia eyes but inexplicably showing sadness.

(Sadness – no it's not right, pity? Why does this person look at me like this ... ）

Silvia was astonished, she suppressed the remaining pain to open her mouth to say to the knight:

"Name?"

"This humble servant is your vassal of lower nobility from Geriou - son of Geminiani, Giulio."

"I heard that you were recommended by the Emperor and Lord Galerius... You've seen my father?"

"Yes. However because of the Emperor's slight illness, this humble servant couldn't stay for long in his presence, but received instructions to come here directly to protect the Queen."

--According to what this man is saying, he is a spy sent by the Grand Duke faction... It's been a long time since Silvia has seen her own father Emperor Tiberius-Nyross<ref group="2-4">'''Nyross''': written 尼洛斯 - I'm guess it's the house name... so Minerva and Silvia would also be Minerva-Nyross and Silvia-Nyross ... might simply be Nilos instead.</ref>, but she still remembered those cunning lynx eyes. As for the the king's brother, Galerius-Nyross, Silvia also rarely needed to meet him. This man is also seeking to expand the power and influence of the Grand Duke, both he and the Emperor are not concerned with her safety. This Guardian knight they sent her, his purpose is only to contain Lady Luonisica and her group in the shrine, while he gives information on the Queen to the Royal Consort's.

"The rest of you step outside, I have something to ask Giulio."

The three Shrine Maidens did not know what to do, their faces were filled with doubts, hesitating to leave the two of them alone. But Silvia glared at them once, and they left in a panic after nodding. Silvia had found that, because of the pain in her body, both her attitude and way of speaking appeared very intolerant. It seemed like the medicine was really useful.

Silvia switched her view back to Giulio, his eyes could not help but form tears -- What is this? Is this man really a spy... she could not help but suspect this until now - however it seemed like he might even be hesitant of plucking out a flower, a spy...

"I ask you, before you received this task, what were you doing?"

This question makes Giulio's face a little disappointed, as if he wanted to hear that this is was not a problem.

"This humble servant originally served as a swordsmanship adviser at Elleweleos township, in His Highness's Crown forces."

He was previously a swordsmanship adviser, responsible for training the Palace Guards as well as the Holy Kingdom troops. It was a very important position, and didn't think that young people like him could take up the post. She then remembered, the swordsmanship instructor for the Emperor was a very bold and uninhibited man, leaving most of the work to his disciples as he went and traveled the world, Giulio is probably one of that man's disciples.

--Why would father and Galerius send such an important figure to be my Guardian knight? Is there some secret in the palace that they want to learn of...

"... I have Dushanda's blessing and can foresee any life-threatening danger, so I do not need any Guardian knight. You know of this, do you not?"

Silvia asked something that was already known. This person was once a Shrine Maiden that served in the royal court, he must know of this matter.

"Your servant knows." Giulio said while placing his hand to his chest, face filled with grief. "But Your Majesty, when you have to make contact and obtain that knowledge, your body will be filled with pain."

This sentence made Silvia's whole body heat up just a bit, eyes focused on Giulio.

"Your servant, working as a Guardian knight, hopes to stay close to Her Majesty and ,even if only a little bit, share the pain."

(Sharing - my pain?)

(This man... What is he talking about?)

She had never heard anything like this, not to mention the phrase just now was said from a warrior's mouth ...

"Your humble servant will from now on live in the palace, and in the future during the Holy Patrol, Your Holy Majesty will on occasion share the company of your humble servant, if Your Majesty would please grant this.' Giulio knelled and touched his forehead to the ground in an expression of deep respect. "This humble servant will be inseparable from Your Majesty and shall never once complain."

Silvia's brain was filled with confusing thoughts.

The so-called Holy Patrol, was the Queen visiting the places of the Kingdom, to determine whether a natural disaster, rebellion or criminal activity was going to happen. This time around, due to the deterioration of her health, it was suspended. But the three houses still went before the Emperor to call for Silvia to resume this activity.

(This is a man my father sent... I must not neglect to take precautions.)

Silvia secretly told herself, and clamped down on her clothes and bedding. She nodded and managed to squeeze out in a small voice, to respond: "I understand, you can stand down. "

However, Giulio heard the words but did not do so, still kneeling, he stared up at Silvia. His gaze deeply puncturing Silvia's heart, making her unable to look him in the eyes -- Why, why does this man seem to want to see me cry...

"What's wrong? Did I not ask you to stand down?"

"Your Highness... what can one do?"

"What, What can one do?"

"This humble servant would like to ask, Your Highness who is now in pain, is there nothing this humble servant can do to help?"

Silvia could not help but swallow a deep breath, she had been discovered by him, that there was suffering throughout her body. He found out... Why? How does he know? Does he know that the Queen because of her Oracle powers, must live in pain all day -- impossible, even if he went to the Theological Academy, they would not have told the Shrine Maidens such a thing...

-- Did he notice my pain, just by looking at my reactions...

Silvia looked away, her sight moving to her own lap, and said while trembling: "You, what nonsense are you speaking... Stand down!"

Giulio deeply saluted. In his action, Silvia seemed to see his tears dripping onto the floor. Then, when he turned toward the door, Silvia unknowingly stopped him: "... Giulio."

"Yes!"

That face turned like a storm, Silvia could not stand this brilliant expression and retreated.

(Not good, could it be that I wish to say something to him... )

Silvia quickly shook her head, disposing of the idea that came to her mind.

"Nothing ... if something happens I will call for you."

"This humble servant will attend at any moment!"

Giulio's voice was filled with joy, so hyper that it made Silvia puzzled.

She watched Giulio's back as he left and closed the decorated stone door. Silvia then buried her face in the bed. Before long, she found her body in pain, this Knight inexplicably left doubts in her mind.

(This is a man my father sent... I must not neglect to take precautions.)

Silvia constantly reminded herself in her mind.

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Wind swept over the city walls, above the purple banners of the Holy Kingdom army making it sound like harp-like burst of noise. Beneath the walls of groups of wagons, coaches and soldiers constantly traveling back and forth, a rusty smell filling the air.

Galerius slightly lifted his sight, hills overlooking the river and on the other side the beautiful streets-cape of the Holy Capital. Here is the Holy Capital perimeter defensive positions - Hadrianous military fortress. There are now tens of thousands of Holy Kingdom armed forces, laid out for the Kingdom wartime alert.

"Lord Galerius, I apologize, you must be busy."

Galerius looked back in the direction of the sound. A tall figure was coming from the observation deck towards him. This man has a boxy face, a pair of sharp eyes, body armor outside covered with a purple cape. He is a Royal Consort-Lucius.

Lucius has four attendants behind him. Four attendants dressed in light armor, wearing only a breastplate, sword tied around the waist. They patted their scabbard, while respectful saluting Galerius.

"It is the first time I see you wearing armor like this, it really doesn't suit you." Galerius grunted with ridicule.

"Isn't it also valid for Lord Galerius as well? Your body is no longer suitable to wearing this kind of armor."

Lucius choked on his laughter, Galerius inspected himself revealing a wry-smile under his purple shawl. He had once more put on his armor, after many decades. The three Grand Duke Houses, in order to increase their prestige, had always had their Grand Dukes serve as generals in the army, it was almost an obligation. But in fact during the last few years, because Cornelius was specialized in military strategy, almost all the work in this area was left to him.

"At present I'm not able to wear it?" Galerius unconsciously sighed.

"It's merely a ceremony to assume command, why wear one so heavy?" Lucius asked.

"It's not just the ceremony, I just thought the general should look like this, that it would raise the morale."

Galerius said this in spite of Lucius attendants being present, he made no secret of his discontent. In fact the negative comments regarding the general succession had already got out, so there was no need to fear anything.

"In fact, don't you think that doing it like this is also clever?" Lucius frowned slightly.

"Yeah, it was clever. But I am very cold in this thing. "

At this time, Lucius moved his line of sight underneath the city walls. Galerius also looked in the same direction. An army appeared on the stairs extending out of a corridor. In front of this mammoth army, a man wearing armor, awe-inspiring and wrapped in embroidered logo, everything looked very elegant. This person's age is the same as Galerius and should be a little less than fifty. The color of his cape is also purple.

This man in the purple cape looked somewhat similar to Cornelius, however their temperament was impossible to discern.

(If Cornelius had lived more then three decades, he might have looked like this...)

What Galerius imagined was not a pleasant thought.

"Ah, this guy hasn't yet accepted his orders, and already he has his flag up."

Lucius said mockingly.

"With such a large group of servants in the back, he should not think himself as a Royal Consort, right? "

"Exactly."

Galerius was not pleased how his whisper echoed – this time, his line of sight moved to the man on the right below his eyes and on the stairs. The man had a proud smile on his face, then saluted, he only reluctantly nodded in response.

Dirogne Epimex, he is the father of the Royal Consort Cornelius who was killed.

"I heard, this guy because of his previous acts of debauchery, has been driven out of the Epimex home?"

Hearing Galerius ask, Lucius nodded: "Even his title of a knight and manor were confiscated. In recent years because of the war sweeping the land, he was allowed an opportunity to take a small number of Knights and vent his anger on the battlefield. I heard that when he was the lord of Blaufous it wasn't exaggerated, for any woman in the fiefdom, or entering the city to not enter his grasp."

Galerius heard a snort of disdain, "It was the first time one of the three Grand Duke Houses was so loathed. I really think Cornelius died too soon..."

"Seeing the father of Cornelius I can really appreciate why the subject of family was so taboo with him." Lucius laughed along.

However, what Cornelius thought in the past does not matter anymore, because if the seat of Royal Consort is vacant, then it will be filled for the time being by the first rank relative - if the father is alive, then he will take the seat - he will also take the leadership of the House.

So Dirogne had won and became the patriarch in an important position, he became the Grand Duke of the House and began to display his arrogance.

"I heard this of that man's outrageous practices, he even gives the Senate a headache -- he seems to have went to them and asked for titles and the like."

"Oh? I also heard that he asked for the Imperial Capital to be moved." Lucius tone sounded like he was enjoying himself.

"The most contemptible, is that he thinks he has the right to be granted an audience with Her Majesty the Queen, and therefore continues to request it." said Galerius.

When Cornelius was chosen as the Royal Consort, Dirogne had unexpectedly told himself the wicked idea that he had the right to the queen, and envied his son, Galerius also heard about this. From this point of view, Lucius's judgment was right. Because he was awarded the post of general, he will be driven far off to the battlefield.

"It would be best if this man could die on the battlefield..."

"But having said that!" Lucius then proceed to say:"You don't see it in him, actually he is on a battlefield already. Cornelius also knew this, so he went to several important battles on the front-line so as not to deal with his own father. Dissatisfied with having only one thousand troops at his disposal, but had a set of brilliant military exploits. Eventually ascending to the rank of general, actually the military is not completely opposed."

"Like this he's trying to take back the title?"

"The vassals there do not speak of it, but I have heard that even in the garrison in the Queen's own territory, he still plundered from the residents, kidnapping their daughters, therefore he cannot bring back the title."

In any case, it is imperative that as soon as possible Dirogne is expelled from the Holy Capital, which is the consensus between the two Royal Consort.

"One hears that the general's seat for the punitive expedition to the south is still important as ever right?" Galerius asked.

"He is simply a mad dog, as long as there is blood in where he has to go, but I do fancy the idea."

At this time, the crisp sound of armor banging was coming closer and closer, they then heard a rude sounding voice: "The two Royal Consort Highness! You have personally come to Harianous fortress, I really appreciate it."

Dirogne already came up from under the stairs. Behind him there was an entourage carrying a banner of the Epimex family, plus more than a dozen other people have come to the wall.

"I didn't think I'd be holding command of the army on this day."

Dirogne laughed loudly from the bottom of his heart. He was very different from Galerius and company who did not exercise their bodies, the armor looked just as natural as skin on him.

"Since I got the position of General, I would definitely take some heads from the Dukes of the Seven Kingdoms in the east, and hang them on the walls of Hadrianous, as sacrificial offering so His Majesty can appreciate!"

Lucius tried to hide a smile, but his mouth did not obey and still went slightly upward. Galerius frowned, and just now thought now to mitigate the damage, his forehead and the back of his hands suddenly sent out pain - is was the resonance between the Mark of Stigma. He looked at Dirogne, and could not help but stare. On Dirogne forehead clearly appears a the blue light mark.

「Dirogne! Do not casually display your Mark of Stigma!」

Galerius shouted angrily, Dirogne was the only one from his entourage that wasn't frightened. But the person exposed an unapologetic and disdainful smile, hand covering his forehead:"Oh, this was really rude. I smelled the scent of the battlefield, it was simply too stimulating -- then again Your Royal Consort Highness..." Dirogne narrowed his eyes:"You should you also address me as general right? My men are present, so that you address me properly, you can teach me later how to lead the troops under my command."

"You have not even officially accepted the orders!"

"How I said that is also as the head of Epimex House, at least the two Royal Consort Highnesses can speak more then a few words?"

Galerius listened, feeling more and more unhappy about it. Dirogne is simply asserting his and the Royal Consort's status, with no enemy in sight, releasing the Mark of Stigma, made Galerius think he was extremely disrespectful.

"Truly lord-general Dirogne<ref group="2-4">'''lord-general Dirogne''': He uses Dirogne-qing, which might be -dono or -sama</ref>, you should not act in this manner, don't you believe so?" Lucius spoke up - because Dirogne is older then him, he kept the honorifics. But surely this had not been his intention. "Are you not supposed to put all your thoughts on your duty in Santcarillon? I have heard military information pointing out that the Principality Coalition army has been gathered in Zaccariesco, preparing to move northward yet again. Since the Emperor wishes to take the heads of the leaders of the Seven Kingdoms in the East, if you do not behave like a general of the vanguard army, we will feel very troubled."

"I certainly know how to do this."

Dirogne's face held a playful smile, his hand going to his chest, he gave a slight bow.

"We might as well resume the ceremony. Even if I didn't have a chance to see Her Majesty the Queen, at least the two Royal Consorts can give me some encouragement and praise."

Dirogne blatantly ridiculed the two Royal Consorts with every word.

"At present I'm the leader of a few thousand troops, there are still more to be gathered, you should go to the courtyard and wait!"

Galerius could not endure answering. Dirogne saluted and then traced back his steps. But right before the stair he turned around.

"By the way, the two Royal Consort Highness are not of the opinion that the Principality Coalition is going to fight at Santcarillon, are you?"

Galerius furrowed his brow. Lucius cocked his head in wonder at Dirogne's question -- besides attacking Santcarillon, could the Principality Coalition have other plans? There are Seven Kingdoms in the coalition, if one of them fell into enemy hands then the rest would also be vulnerable...

"Look here. I have received an interesting report, it said that the Zaccaria vixen is not going to take part in the northern expedition."

"I have also heard this." Galerius replied unhappily.

Zaccaria vixen - Francesca-de-Zaccaria, she could not be ignored even when Cornelius was alive. She is the leader of the Order of the Silver Egg, and active on the battlefield, to that extent, her not taking part in the northern expedition was something to be concerned about, but they also had a reason to protect Zaccariesco -- Her Majesty's own sister, Minerva, was there.

In the battle of Santcarillon, Cornelius succeeded in luring Minerva out, and the other side knows that Minerva is a goal of the Three Grand Duke Houses, in addition he received a surprising report saying that Lady Luonisica had sent assassins to kill Minerva, all of this considered, that female vixen doing nothing but maintaining guard was understandable -- but if Dirogne did not know all of this, Galerius and Lucius were not going to tell him.

"This vixen is very persuasive, while the Duke Of Zaccaria watched his baby daughter ride all the time into battlefields, he might not want to let her sit at home now; this not being an offensive expedition, I suppose the vixen might have been left to defend Zaccaria."

"That so? I find that very strange." Dirogne drew back in order to set out, rather then telling the Royal Consort's his thoughts.

"What is it?"

"I heard this expedition by the Principality Coalition is led by the Archbishop. But that guy has only room for church matters in his head, and I would like to know how he could have agreed with this expedition, the only reason I can come up with , is that that vixen who saved his life persuaded him."

"... I can understand that, so?"

"Your two Highnesses have heard of the Archbishop's interests right?" Dirogne grinned, then continued: "I'm thinking that, if the Archbishop decided on his own to gather the army and attack Santcarillon, then the renowned beauty of the East, the vixen of Zaccaria, would have been at his side."

"Ah..." Galerius listened and everything made sense -- the degree of the Archbishops lust in the Holy Capital had reached his ears. And this would have been a great excuse to put that Francesca-de-Zaccaria at his side, a truly great opportunity. He would definitely not miss this chance. But even so, this vixen might have a reason to stay behind in Zaccariesco.

"So I would like the two Royal Consorts to take not of the movements in Zaccariesco -- having said that..." Dirogne laughed mockingly. "Isn't sending an octopus to gather intelligence your area of expertise Galerius?"

"Then I'll be seeing you." Dirogne left leaving these words behind, he turned down the stairs with a standard-bearer.

"... It seems there is more to this man then just his vulgarity."

Lucius muttered after he heard the footsteps moving away.

"He is much worse." said Galerius in a displeased tone: "Do you know what the power of his stigma is?"

"No, I don't know that. No matter what power he has, we will put him to good use on the battlefield. "However, if his power is similar to that of Cornelius, then the people might become afraid."

--In any case, this guy must not be taken lightly ...

Dirogne's final warning to the two Royal Consorts left him thinking. Although his tone was unpleasant, this issue cannot be ignored -- Francesca-de-Zaccaria and the Order of the Silver Egg, why would they stay behind in Zaccariesco...

(I need to check on this matter -- to ... The Principality Coalition goal is not necessarily Santcarillon.)

Dirogne raised the seeds of doubt inside Galerius.

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Reading. Something. Editing.

Languages: English. Chinese. (Understands Cantonese slightly)

Learning: Japanese (Slowly)

Begin the decent into madness.

As you try to quantify and explain something like English. It's like explaining how you move you body.

I can go overboard at times. Please bear with me.