﻿\setgamedatatitle("True Kilos  \nConquest of the Fourth City, Glacestorm")

\text("Günther")
Kuh...! Not yet...!
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\text("Margaretta")
That's your choice... but El's bow is faster than your
sword, you know?
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\text("El")
That's right! Please just surrender!
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El draws her bow tight with a creak.
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\text("Günther")
......
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Günther doesn't drop his sword, keeping an eye on his
surroundings.
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The soldiers are either down or restrained, with none left
able to fight.
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\text("Günther")
...If you guarantee the lives of my men.
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\text("Margaretta")
...That's not something I can promise. Caym is the one who
decides that.
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\text("Günther")
Then my answer is clear. Step aside...!
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\text("Margaretta")
So you still want to fight... Sorry, but I can't back down.
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Margaretta and Günther both ready their weapons again.
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\text("Caym")
That's enough. The fight is over.
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\text("Margaretta")
...Caym.
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\text("Risbell")
...Caym-sama. He's the Supreme Commander of the Kiros army.
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\text("Caym")
Hmm... Alright. We'll take him too. Noro, Agri! Arrest this
old man.
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\text("Günther")
You think I'll just go quietly...?
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\text("Caym")
Well then... let's do this. Tiela.
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\text("Tiela")
...Excuse me.
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\text("Günther")
Guh...!?
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\text("Tiela")
It's a binding spell... Um, I'll release it as soon as we
reach the labyrinth. I'm sorry...
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\text("Günther")
Ugh... damn you...!
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Bands of light wrap around Günther's arms and legs, robbing
him of his freedom.
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Does this mean the Demon Lord's army doesn't consider
killing an option?
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Or is it just that they won't kill him here and now?
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\text("Günther")
(...Then, for now, I have no choice but to obey...)
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All the more so if he wants to strike back someday.
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\text("Caym")
Hmph... You give up surprisingly quickly. Well, that makes
things easier. Let's go back.
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Caym turns on his heel.
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Günther hasn't given up. For now, he's just going along with
them.
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Günther had been brought to LLusario
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It was said to be a temporary settlement built for the
people of Kiros.
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\text("Child 1")
It's the commander!
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\text("Child 2")
Mister, are you going to be the Demon Lord's friend too?
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\text("Caym")
...Quit calling me that, it's stupid. And you over
there―hey, stop pulling on my clothes!
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\text("Child 1")
Bleh!
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\text("Child 2")
Demon Lord, you're so stingy! I'm gonna tell Risbell
onee-chan on you!
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...What on earth is this?
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Freed from his restraints, Günther couldn't hide his
confusion.
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Why are there children in a place like this? And they're
Kiros people, too.
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It's not just these kids.
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There are a lot of Kiros people here.
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Men, women, children, and the elderly.
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\text("Caym")
Hey... You want me to get mad?
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\text("Child 1")
The Demon Lord's mad!
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\text("Child 2")
He's mad! Run away!
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\text("Günther")
.............
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\text("Caym")
...This is why kids are a pain. They think it's funny just
because I'm the Demon Lord.
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\text("Günther")
...What is all this?
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\text("Caym")
What do you mean, 'what'? It's obvious if you look. ...Well,
I guess it's no wonder you're surprised.
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\text("Caym")
We've set up a few places like this. All the Kiros people
live in them.
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\text("Günther")
...What is the meaning of this...? You, to Lady Glace...!
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\text("Caym")
Ah. So you heard? Heh heh heh... Judging by that look on
your face, it must've worked pretty well, huh?
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\text("Günther")
You bastard...!
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\text("Caym")
Don't get so worked up. That was necessary, too.
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\text("Günther")
............
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\text("Caym")
...You've been wondering about our actions up until now,
haven't you?
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\text("Günther")
...And what if I have?
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\text("Caym")
I could answer your questions. And I'll tell you about our
true enemy.
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―Our true enemy?
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\text("Caym")
In exchange, swear loyalty to my army.
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\text("Günther")
What...? What the hell are you saying...?
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\text("Caym")
Use your own head. If you want to protect your king, that
is.
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\text("Günther")
......!
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There was no wavering in Caym's voice or eyes.
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The choice was Günther's to make.
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Will he seek the truth? Or swear loyalty to Glace and cut
down Caym here and now?
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\text("Günther")
I...
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....................
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............
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......
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Glace had returned once more to Winga's throat.
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―The fall of Glacstorm. And the capture of Günther and the
others.
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Glace no longer had the luxury of choosing her methods.
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\text("Glace")
...Are you sure that with this method, I can use Lord
Winga's power?
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\text("Follower")
Yes. But the priest said this is a last resort.
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\text("Follower")
To defeat the Demon Lord... and at the same time, to kill
you.
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\text("Follower")
You understand, don't you? That using this method means...
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\text("Glace")
I don't mind. My life was always for Kiros. To protect it is
my duty as king.
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\text("Glace")
...Besides, if it were Günther, I'm sure he'd do the same.
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With that, Glace looked up.
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Something was there that hadn't been before.
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To Glace, it looked like some kind of dragon.
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It was simply huge, its form hazy and indistinct, like it
was shrouded in mist.
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\text("Glace")
So this is Lord Winga...
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\text("Adolf")
...But can you really transfer this thing's power to Lady
Glace?
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\text("Follower")
Apparently, this method was taught to us by someone from
outside.
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\text("Follower")
We don't know much about this outsider, but the priest
trusted them greatly... I think we can trust them.
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Saying that, the follower pulled a parchment with the method
written on it from their pocket.
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\text("Glace")
...Whatever the case, it's all we have left. Do it.
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\text("Follower")
...Yes.
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Glace looked up at Winga.
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A being that transcended humanity, sealing off and
tormenting Kiros with its power for years.
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Now, that power would dwell within her.
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For a short time, Winga would possess her.
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\text("Glace")
(...I know this is reckless. Even so, I want to protect this
country.)
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\text("Glace")
Lord Winga... please, lend me your strength...

































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