Valkyria Chronicles Drama CD Vol. 1
01第7小隊結成秘話
01 The secret story behind Squad 7’s formation
Man: Squad, forward march!
Varrot: Hm… A surprising number of Militia members have answered the call, however… What shall I do with them?…
Faldio: It’s Faldio Landzaat. Are you in Captain Varrot?
Varrot: Yes, come in. Sorry for calling you so suddenly. I know you’ve only just gotten back from the Amatolian area and haven’t settled in yet.
Faldio: Not at all ma’am.
Varrot: Let me be frank/let’s get down to business. At this moment, I’m thinking of appointing you as platoon leader, but before that you must first select your platoon members. As such, I felt that it would be good to hear your requests.
Faldio: Requests? Can I assume that it can all be reliably fulfilled?
Varrot: Not ‘all’ of it. But within reasonable limits.
Faldio: If I am to be platoon leader, then I desire nothing more than to have superior, well trained soldiers under my command.
Varrot: ‘Nothing more’, you say. You know well that that’s a difficult proposition.
Faldio: Of course.
Varrot: Hm, how interesting. 2nd Lieutenant Landzaat, you achieved stellar marks in your military training while at university. You could have entered the regular army with these marks, so why the Militia?
Faldio: There are some structural problems with the regular army.
Varrot: Problems?
Faldio: Yes ma’am. During emergency mobilizations, it’s filled with traditionally trained officers with no appreciation of modern warfare and old-fashioned, out of touch upper rankers. If I’m in the Militia, I will not have to deal with all those useless officers. (bad translation)
Varrot: You’re being overly frank, but I see your point. I’ll keep your request in mind.
Faldio: Thank you very much ma’am. If you’ll excuse me now.
Varrot: Now then, what shall I do?
Largo: Largo Potter, entering!
Varrot: What’s going on Largo? You don’t need to act all stiff and formal around me.
Largo: I can’t do that! You’re a Captain, I’m a Sergeant.
Varrot: Oh dear, stiff as always. But you know Largo, we’ve talked about this before plenty of times, you could have taken a commission and become a captain or promoted even higher.
Largo: Don’t be stupid! As if I could leave my cute vegetables all by themselves. I’m a natural born farmer!
Varrot: You’re the same as always.
Largo: Hmph, and so what’s up? It’s not as if you want to talk about the good old days with me.
Varrot: You’re right. I want to hear your opinion.
Largo: Opinion? About what?
Varrot: About platoon assignments.
Largo: You gotta decide on that too? Man, that’s a lot of troublesome work for you, company commander.
Varrot: Stop making fun of me. I’ve interviewed all the platoon leader and begun to think of possible assignments. Oh, except for the platoon leader of Squad 7. It appears his arrival has been delayed.
Largo: I see.
Varrot: Anyways, I’ve begun to consider assignments but they’re… well…
Largo: Having a tough time?
Varrot: It’s like, if one wall is straight, the other is crooked. And you have to have the right balance. Then there are Militia members that haven’t been assigned yet.
Largo: Whoa, they’re all…
Varrot: They’re all skilled but eccentric types…
Largo: Yeah.
Varrot: Whatever shall we do with them?
Largo: Do with them? Well, why don’t you try meeting them first?
Varrot: I guess that’s all that we can do with them.
Largo: Hey now, get a grip on yourself Commander.
Varrot: Ah, yes, this is Varrot. I would like you to call ‘them’ up one by one for a talk.
Brigette: It’s Bridgette Starks.
Varrot: Enter. Sorry for calling you up so suddenly. I have a few questions for you.
Brigette: What can I do for you?
Varrot: Corporal Stark, you were a part of the Watch previously but what about before that?
Brigette: Before that?
Varrot: Before you became a part of the Town Watch, what was your job?
Brigette: I sang.
Varrot: Huh?
Brigette: Are you trying to tell me that someone from the nightlife entertainment business has no right to be in the Gallian military?
Varrot: I merely asked for your previous work history. I have no objections to your past.
Brigette: Ugh. Um, sorry Commander, I got a bit too hot under the collar there.
Varrot: Don’t worry about it. In any case, may I ask why a singer decided to join the Militia?
Brigette: Revenge for my parents.
Varrot: What?
Brigette: My parents were killed the Imperials… after they got involved with some Darcsens. That’s why…
Varrot: I’m sorry for asking about something so painful.
Brigette: No, I don’t mind. It’s just what happened.
Varrot: And you were alone after that?
Brigette: My relatives weren’t supportive of me. I left at age twelve, and I happened to be pretty good at singing so I joined up with a traveling troupe… Well, wasn’t with them too long though. People change over time.
Varrot: I see.
Brigette: Um, Commander…
Varrot: Corporal Starks….
Brigette: Um, please go ahead.
Varrot: I want you to speak freely about anything.
Brigette: Anything? I’ve been thrown out on my own before, but I don’t want you to make too much a fuss about it.
Varrot: Of course. And so as a member of the Militia, I can rely on you to do your duty?
Brigette: Of course, that’s my duty after all!
Varrot: Thank you.
Brigette: Captain Varrot, you’re a good person. You’re really different from every other military officer I’ve known.
Varrot: I’ll take that as a compliment.
Varrot: Is someone there?
Karl: Ah, oh, sorry! Um, am I in trouble about something? I, er, I mean, that is…
Varrot: You don’t need to be so nervous. I just wanted to talk to you and learn more about you before we assign you to a platoon
Karl: Oh I see, I get it now.
Varrot: Private Karl Landzaat. It appears that worked with ragnite factory work, so why the Militia?
Karl: Um, er… I’m not sure if this something I should admit to but…
Varrot: There’s no reason to hold back.
Karl: I, um, I have a lover or, should I say, fiancée and….
Varrot: There’s no reason to be embarrassed. That’s wonderful.
Karl: And so, um, the greatest reason why I joined is because I want to protect her and such.
Varrot: Oh? But you know, you could have stayed by her side and protected her too.
Karl: Ah, um, she’s Darcsen. And when I think of what will happen if Gallia ends up conquered by the Empire… I just couldn’t do nothing!
Varrot: I see. You will be involved in many dangerous missions, are you prepared?
Karl: Ah, yes! Of course I am!... I… I mean, yes ma’am! I have always been supported and protected by my family and by her, so this time I want to be the one protect-… Er, sorry for saying something so grandiose.
Varrot: Not at all. Thank you. I want you to do your best and protect Gallia from here on.
Karl: Thank you very much!
Homer: Um, excuse me! This is Homer Peron.
Varrot: Enter!
Homer: Um, am I to be punished?
Varrot: Punished? Have you done something against military regulations?
Homer: Ah, not at all. But, I don’t know what to expect so…
Varrot: The Gallian military would never blindly punish its soldiers for no reason at all.
Homer: Oh, I see…
Varrot: Huh? Private Peron, why did you volunteer for the Militia? It does not appear that your health is the best and military life is quite harsh.
Homer: That’s what I desire.
Varrot: Desire?
Homer: I know that my body is frail but that is an ordeal which God has passed down upon me. I believe it is my destiny to endure it.
Varrot: I see, so you’ll endure anything?
Homer: Oh yes ma’am! Anything!
Varrot: Crawling around in the dirt? Advancing to attack through thorny hedges?
Homer: It’s what I desire!
Varrot: … I understand.
Homer: Smeared by mud! Scratched and wounded by thorns! Ah… How unfortunate I am!
Varrot: Ah, er… I acknowledge your resolve!
Homer: Please ma’am, I beg you, ensure that I am sent on the most dangerous missions possible!
Varrot: Ah, sure…
Edy: I am Edy Nelson. I’m honored Captain Varrot that you’ve asked for me!
Varrot: Ah….
Edy: May I be at ease?
Varrot: Of course, go ahead.
Edy: You said you wanted to have a talk with me? What would like to speak of?
Varrot: Private Nelson, could you describe your ideal platoon?
Edy: Hm, that is a good question Captain! Let me think. To me, the ideal platoon filled with superior and graceful platoon members!
Varrot: Oh ho?
Edy: Also, that they fight for beauty and justice! Please leave it me as the one who will lead them to battle as their beautiful goddess of war.
Varrot: I see, how considerate of you. I have another question for you. What were doing before you joined the Militia?
Edy: I was aiming to be an actress.
Varrot: Been on stage before?
Edy: Hm, unfortunately, the town I lived in lacked a theatre. I have no acting experience at all.
Varrot: Eh?
Edy: However, it is the decree of heaven that I become the foremost actress of all of Gallia! It’s my destiny as ordained by God! And so, to begin my glorious debut, this war must end as quickly as possible. After all, it would be a sin to deny my radiant beauty from Gallia… No, from all the people of Europa
Varrot: I see. That reminds me, just before Sergeant Starks mentioned she sings.
Edy: What did you say?!
Varrot: Ah, it’s something she mentioned. You know anything about it?
Edy: Outrageous! Absolutely outrageous! I alone am enough for the spotlight! I have something I must investigate! Please excuse me!
Varrot: Enter. Marina Wulfstan, it appears you achieved the best marks for marksmanship during basic training.
Marina: Yes ma’am…
Varrot: It appears you were a hunter back in your hometown. Did you gain your remarkable skills from that?
Marina: Most likely…
Varrot: It appears that you aren’t very sociable. Ah sorry, that was a bad way of saying it. Are you prepared for military life?
Marina: Yes ma’am.
Varrot: Even if you have to work and cooperate with others?
Marina: If… that’s necessary…
Varrot: Well, there’s that…
Marina: I have a question…
Varrot: What is it?
Marina: Are woman… snipers allowed…?
Varrot: The Militia does not discriminate sex. But it’s not an easy duty, you’ll be required to be hidden and waiting on your own for days.
Marina: That’s absolutely not a problem.
Varrot: I understand, no matter what platoon you serve in, you will be designated a sniper.
Marina: Captain Varrot…
Varrot: Hm?
Marina: …Thank you…
Jann: Excuse me, Jann Walker here. Are you in Captain?
Varrot: Um, yes. Please enter.
Jann: Oh I’m so overjoyed that you’ve invited me.
Varrot: No problem.
Jann: Oh what a beautiful room! As expected!
Varrot: Thank you.
Jann: Oh my dearie, don’t mind me. I’m always like this. Sorry for acting so over-familiar.
Varrot: Aha, no you just surprised me a bit. Before joining the Militia, it’s says you worked as a baby sitter?
Jann: Oh yes, I just love babies. There were times I had no choice but to refuse some jobs. Mothers’ everywhere just loved my handmade snacks and could rest easy knowing I was around to care for them.
Varrot: Hm, and so why the Militia?
Jann: Oh Captain, you won’t laugh will you?
Varrot: Probably…
Jann: I just… LOVE muscle! Oh my, I actually said it!
Varrot: Huh? Muscle?
Jann: Oh, don’t make me repeat myself dearie.
Varrot: Ah, hm.
Jann: Oh don’t get me wrong dearie, it’s not wicked sort of ‘love’. But the sight of bulging muscles, those smooth velvety movements of muscles. Oh, I just can’t take it.
Varrot: Ah, Private Walker. Let me remind you that while your private interests are your own but your public conduct is…
Jann: Oh no, don’t misunderstand me dearie. I’m satisfied with just watching from far away. Though it would be great if they would talk to me from time to time.
Varrot: I see.
Jann: Oh Captain. I have a favor to ask you. It’s my dearest wish! You know of a certain Mr. Largo Potter?
Varrot: Yes.
Jann: Oh, I knew it! He’s such a wondrous man! I wish to enter the same platoon as Master Potter! Please! If you do that, I’ll follow any orders you want! If order me to attack, I’ll attack! If you order me to hold the line, I’ll hold the line!
Varrot: Ah, I understand. I’ll see what I can do.
Jann: Oh, I’m so happy!
Varrot: Ugh…
Jann: Thanks for your help Captain!
Varrot: Erk…
Susie: Please excuse me.
Varrot: Private Susie Evans?
Susie: Yes ma’am.
Varrot: From the distinguished Evans family of Bruhl?
Susie: I am unaware how distinguished or not we actually are, but yes.
Varrot: I see. And the next head of the family is?
Susie: It’s been decided that my older sister will continue the family name.
Varrot: And yourself?
Susie: I’m uncertain, I’m sure my father will decide but not yet…
Varrot: I see, and so joining Militia was encouraged by your father?
Susie: Yes, the Evans family believes it is honor bound to defend our country as loyal subjects. Ah but I wasn’t pressured to join. The greatest reason is because I wanted to join.
Varrot: May I hear the reason why?
Susie: Yes ma’am. One of them, I’m sure you’ve already heard about it, is because of the recent Imperial invasion of Bruhl. I felt that I needed to do something about it. And another is… Is because a friend also volunteered.
Varrot: To be with your friend?
Susie: It seems like a very weak reason to join but when my friend said she wanted to defend her homeland, I couldn’t help but feel the same! And so…
Varrot: I see.
Susie: When I informed my father, he agreed heartily with it and supported my decision.
Varrot: Understood. Are there any particular requests that you have regarding your possible assignment?
Susie: Huh?
Varrot: I’m sure everyone’s nervous about their platoon assignments but I’m asking soldiers if they have any requests before we form them. (bad translation) Though I can’t possibly grant all of them.
Susie: I, um… Well then, if I could be with my friend… If it’s at all possible.
Varrot: And what is your friend’s name?
Susie: Ms. Alicia Melchiott.
Varrot: Enter.
Alicia: Alicia Melchiott, here.
Varrot: Come in and have a seat.
Alicia: Yes ma’am.
Varrot: I was just talking to Susie Evans, are you from the same town?
Alicia: Yes ma’am. When we were in the Town Watch, we always worked together.
Varrot: Town Watch. Bruhl was the first to fall.
Alicia: Yes ma’am. But everything will be all right!
Varrot: Huh?
Alicia: We will one day take back Bruhl!
Varrot: Your opponent is the Imperial military. It won’t be easy.
Alicia: Even so, we will take it back.
Varrot: How? Ah, I don’t want to discourage you, but I’ve seen too many young over enthusiastic soldiers hurt themselves or die. So I tend to say some cynical words.
Alicia: Yes ma’am, I understand what you’re trying to say Captain and you’re quite right but I believe in the power of belief.
Varrot: Power of belief?
Alicia: Yes ma’am. Where there is a will, there’s a way (alt trans: If you wish for it, you can achieve it one day)! Of course, I’m not just hoping but also working and moving towards it.
Varrot: Is that your life philosophy?
Alicia: I believe so.
Varrot: According to your personnel file, you were raised in an orphanage by Bruhl.
Alicia: Yes ma’am. After I left the orphanage, I began to live in and work at a bakery.
Varrot: I see. That reminds me, about Bruhl, did you know that General Gunther’s son has joined the Militia?
Alicia: Hm, yes ma’am, well…
Varrot: What is it?
Alicia: The reason why the Town Watch managed to escape Bruhl unharmed is because Welkin… I mean because of the son’s assistance. And his younger sister’s as well.
Varrot: I see. It appears you work well with him as a team.
Alicia: Not at all!
Varrot: Huh?
Alicia: I mean… He’s a bit weird.
Varrot: What do you mean?
Alicia: By weird I mean… I’ve never met anyone like him before. I can’t tell if he’s a fool or if he’s a genius. Or whether he’s decisive or a ditherer.
Varrot: Well, well…
Alicia: But I believe he’s a good person. Especially his little sister Isara.
Varrot: Isara? Oh, you mean General Gunther’s adopted daughter.
Alicia: Yes ma’am. She’s extremely brave and can do tank maintenance as well. She’s amazing!
Varrot: I understand. Sergeant Melchiott.
Alicia: Yes ma’am!
Varrot: I expect that you will perform your duties well with the Militia for the duration.
Alicia: Thank you very much ma’am!
Isara: Isara Gunther, here.
Varrot: Come in… Sit wherever you like.
Isara: Yes ma’am.
Varrot: Currently I’m asking soldiers if they have any requests before assigning them to platoons. Do you have any?
Isara: No ma’am. I don’t have any in particular.
Varrot: None?
Isara: Yes ma’am. Oh but I would like to be responsible of Edelweiss’s maintenance.
Varrot: Edelweiss? You mean that unusual tank?
Isara: Yes ma’am. It’s the result of my birth father and adopted father’s work. I do both its maintenance and operation.
Varrot: Is that all?
Isara: Yes ma’am.
Varrot: Has anyone told you that you’re overly modest? (bad translation)
Isara: No ma’am, I have not.
Varrot: Really? Do you want to be with your brother?
Isara: That is a wish, not a request, ma’am.
Varrot: I see. I understand. It’s highly likely that the Edelweiss will be requisitioned as a Militia armament.
Isara: Thank you very much ma’am.
Varrot: Enter.
Welkin: Welkin Gunther, here! My apologies.
Varrot: It appears that you acknowledge that you are late.
Welkin: Yes ma’am!
Varrot: Then may I hear the reason why?
Welkin: I got interested in a particular butterfly that typically resides in the Amatolian area.
Varrot: Butterfly? You mean the insect, butterfly?
Welkin: My apologies ma’am. It is highly unusual from a natural science point of view.
Varrot: Hm.
Welkin: Ah, um… is something wrong?
Varrot: You’re not like General Gunther very much.
Welkin: I get told that a lot.
Varrot: The reason why you joined the Militia?
Welkin: Hm, well, because I want to end this war as soon as possible.
Varrot: Any others?
Welkin: Because I underwent military officer specific training at the University.
Varrot: Is that all?
Welkin: Hm, let’s see. Other than receiving my education, I believe it is my duty as a university student to give back to my country and society.
Varrot: And the butterfly?
Welkin: Huh?
Varrot: Your duty as a student or the butterfly. Which is more important?
Welkin: Ah, um…. Er…. Hm… That’s a difficult question.
Varrot: Ahaha. It’s a question you can’t answer?
Welkin: Yes ma’am. Both of them are equally important to me.
Varrot: I see now. It’s as she said, can’t tell if he’s a fool or if he’s a genius. What an unusually perfect description.
Welkin: Huh?
Varrot: Ah, nothing, just talking to myself. I’ll just ask one thing though.
Welkin: Yes ma’am!
Varrot: During this campaign, I’m expecting that you will fulfill your duty above and beyond as an officer. Can I rely on you?
Welkin: Ah, yes ma’am!
Varrot: Gallian Militia 3rd Regiment, personnel assignment of Squad 1 to 7 as shown. Eleanor Varrot. Now then, done. And now to see what we get, will it result in good fortune or misfortune?
Alicia: On that day, in the afternoon, the configurations of the squads were announced by Captain Eleanor Varrot.
Varrot: Welkin Gunther, I’m appointing you as the leader of Squad 7.
Welkin: What?
Varrot: From hereon, you will face many challenges. I pray for your success in battle. (bad translation)
Welkin: Ah, yes ma’am!
Varrot: Sergeant Alicia Melchiott!
Alicia: Yes ma’am!
Varrot: You are assigned to Lieutenant Welkin Gunther’s Squad 7 as his non-commissioned officer. I leave it to you to assist him.
Alicia: Huh? EH!?
02 イーディのスパイ大作戦!?
02 Edy’s Epic Spy Campaign (or Edy’s Mission Impossible)
Alicia: Welkin! I finally found you! Where were you?!
Welkin: Alicia, what’s the matter?
Alicia: Don’t go ‘what’s the matter’ to me!
Welkin: Shh! Sorry, could you be quiet?
Alicia: Huh? What’s wrong?
Welkin: Over there?
Alicia: Huh.
Welkin: There, right behind that tree.
Alicia: What is it?
Welkin: Hm, it’s a “White Princess Falcon”, a species of falcon.
Alicia: And so what?!
Welkin: Amongst birds of prey, it’s extremely valuable.
Alicia: Oh I see… We don’t have time for that! Did you review the report on manoeuvres from yesterday?
Welkin: Yeah I did. I’ve already submitted it Captain Varrot.
Alicia: Huh, you already did?
Welkin: Yeah. Was I not supposed to?
Alicia: If you did, tell me. I feel like an idiot running around trying to find you.
Welkin: AH! The White Princess Falcon!
Alicia: Ah, where are you going?
Welkin: I’ll talk to you latter okay! Sorry!!
Alicia: Oh…
Faldio: What’s wrong?
Alicia: Faldio.
Faldio: I see that Welkin’s been tiring you out as always. You two make the best team.
Alicia: And just what do you mean exactly by ‘best team’?
Faldio: Ahaha, don’t get me wrong. I’m just thinking to myself how I would love to ‘tire out’ my very own gallant Sergeant.
Alicia: Er, don’t make fun of me.
Faldio: Ah, hey wait up.
Alicia: Stop following me.
Faldio: I wasn’t making fun of you.
Alicia: Oh, being on the same team with Welkin of all people is….
Edy: How suspicious. It’s so very suspicious.
Homer: Miss Edy, what are you doing there?
Edy: Whoa, Homer.
Susie: What are you doing? You even have binoculars’ out. Oh, is it birdwatching?
Edy: Even Susie?
Susie: The Lieutenant just went out to chase after a bird too.
Homer: Are you interested in the hobby too Miss Edy?
Edy: I was not bird watching. I was human watching.
Homer: Human… watching?
Edy: That’s right. According to my opinion, there’s something suspicious going on about those three.
Susie: Huh? Those three? Who?
Edy: It’s obvious isn’t it? Our esteemed Squad Seven leader, Lieutenant Welkin Gunther….
Homer: Hm, hm …
Edy: Sergeant Alicia Melchiott…
Susie: Hm, hm …
Edy: And finally, Squad One Leader, Lieutenant Faldio Landzaat
S+H: Hm, hm… and so what’s so suspicious about them?
Edy: EH!? You don’t see it all?!
Homer: Um, well. Sort of… kinda… not at all?
Edy: Oh, young people these days. You need to pay attention to the love relations around you. Like time, attraction can be lost. (bad translation)
Susie: I don’t quite understand what you’re saying.
Homer: Besides, you’re young too.
Edy: You two are so dull and clueless. Those three give the impression of being in a (alt trans: love trianble) triangle relationship.
Susie: Triangle…
Homer: Relationship…
E+H: EH!?
Edy: You only just realized it now? Just how dense are you?
Susie: What do you mean?! What do you mean?! Alicia is… Alicia is… Alicia is… OH MY GOD! Are you saying she’s coming and going between two guys? (bad translation)
Edy: It’s understandable that you’re shocked. Why Alicia of all people? Why not I, but Alicia? I just can’t believe it.
Homer: Um, aren’t you being overly self conscious about this?
Edy: That was absolutely unnecessary/Mind your own business! *PUNCH*
Homer: ARG… Hahaha, good punch today.
Susie: But now that you’ve mentioned it. I get the impression that those three have been unusually close lately.
Edy: I know right?
Homer: As expected of Miss Edy. She ignores everything about herself but notices everything about everyone else’s love life. (bad translation)
Edy: That being said, it’s only my pet theory. To ferret out the truth, I’ll need to investigate even more closely. Will you join me…?
Susie: No.
Edy: Urg.
Susie: A good person/adult would not stick their nose into it. But even so… how do I say…
Edy: So you coming along or not? This is about our senior officers. As a member of Squad Seven, there’s no way we can ignore it.
Homer: Is it really that important?
Edy: That and they say that the Lieutenants are old friends. Why would they both become so fascinated by Alicia yet ignore me? I just can’t understand it at all. There’s nothing left to do but confirm the truth with my own eyes. So what are you going to do? Are you coming or not? Oh, you don’t need to come along Homer. This is a sacred mission that demands women only.
Homer: No way. Pushed away by my comrades… ah, this is new…. Ah…
Susie: I think… I’ll decline. I’m worried about Alicia but doing something like this is bad… Um, I guess, it would be rude?
Edy: Fine, I understand. Then I alone shall go forth on this great Squad Seven spy mission.
Susie: Ah, wait a moment please.
Edy: Huh, what is it? So you want to come along too?
Susie: No, um… I’m worried about Alicia but… I can’t… It’d be best to decline but…
Edy: Oh, just come along then. I’m getting annoyed.
Susie: Sorry.
Homer: So, I can’t participate in this. Oh, you’re terrible Miss Edy.
Edy: Ah, is that Marina over there?
Susie: Did she overhear our conversation? Oh how embarrassing.
Edy: Do you want to come along too Marina?
Marina: …Not really… It doesn’t involve me.
Hans: Bwu hi-.
Susie: Then, why were you listening in?
Edy: Never mind. Let’s get going already.
Homer: Heh heh. Neglect play.
Edy: This is Edy, this is Edy. Our three targets are currently not moving.
Susie: Roger, continue to observe them silently.
Edy: Roger.
Susie: This is Susie, this is Susie. Presently, Lieutenant Faldio is casually draping his arm over Sergeant Melchiott’s shoulders!
Edy: What did you say? Quickly, we’ve got to follow our target. (bad translation) All units, advance. Try breathe calmly and avoid making any noise.
Susie: Yes ma’am.
Jann: What are you doing?
S+E: AH!
Edy: Enemy spotted! We’ve failed our mission utterly! (bad translation)
Susie: Mother, father, I meet my end here.
Jann: Oh stop that girls, just stop.
S+E: Huh?
Jann: Just what are you three doing?
Edy: Three?
Jann: Well yeah girl. Over there.
Susie: Miss Marina?
Marina: Oh no, I’m not involved in this.
Susie: But then why are you here in the first place?
Jann: And what are you doing? Crawling around with binoculars like that. Bird watching?
Edy: Human watching.
Susie: No, we’re ‘relationship watching’ (alt trans: observing love affairs)
Jann: It’s true that love is like the fluttering of bird wings.
Susie: Oh, no, that’s not we meant. To be truthful…
Jann: Oh I see. About Alicia and the two Lieutenants.
Edy: It’s very suspicious. But I believe it’s just a misunderstanding. The very idea that Miss Alicia could monopolize those two is simply impossible.
Susie: That’s not true. Alicia is a strong and charming woman. What do you think Jann?
Edy: Do you believe those three are in a love triangle?
Jann: Yeah, of course. It’s kinda obvious.
E+S: EH!?
Jann: In my opinion, our dear leader and Lieutenant Faldio both have feelings for Alicia.
Edy: Kyaaa! That can’t be! Miss Alicia of all people, why not me!? Why Miss Alicia?
Susie: How aware are they about this?
Jann: Hm, to be frank, I don’t think our commander even realizes his own feelings at all. While our little Alicia has definitely taken a liking to him. However Lieutenant Faldio is such a handsome, smart, capable and handsome, so she can’t help but feel a bit attracted.
Edy: He said ‘handsome’ twice right?
Susie: Yeah, he said it twice.
Jann: You can’t help but notice something beautiful even if you do have someone you like.
Susie: But… wait a moment.
Jann: What is it Susie?
Susie: In Mr. Jann’s opinion, our commander doesn’t realize or notice his own feelings at all while Lieutenant Faldio might be able to assert his position and come out on top?
Jann: Yup, from my experience that how it goes.
Susie: Then that means, if Lieutenant Faldio succeeds in winning over Alicia, doesn’t that mean Squad Seven will be defeated?
Jann: Well, I guess that’s what’ll happen.
Edy: And our Lieutenant is a bit of scattered brain and when it comes to romance, completely clueless.
Jann: If we leave things as they are, there’s a good chance he’ll lose to Lieutenant Faldio.
Susie: We have to help them then! With our help, the Lieutenant and Miss Alicia’s love will triumph!
Edy: Huh, why? I’ve had enough of this. Helping another person’s love life isn’t admirable at all. (bad translation)
Susie: Please don’t say that! It’s a ship that only launches once in a lifetime. If Miss Edy declines to ride it all of a sudden, then whatever shall they do.
Edy: Er… well, I guess it can’t be helped.
Susie: Then it’s decided. I and Miss Edy, the two of us shall become the lieutenant and Miss Alicia their guardian angels of love.
Jann: That’s where you’re wrong girl. It’ll be three of us.
Edy: Three of us?
Jann: The two of you alone, won’t be able to pull it off. I’ll lend you my strength too. Actually, leave it to me!
Susie: Mr. Jann…
Edy: Though it doesn’t seem like it’s just us three. More like four.
Jann: Hm?
Edy: See. Take a look.
Jann: Oh Marina!
Susie: It seems like Miss Marina isn’t very honest with herself. Now, let’s combine all four of our strengths and do our best.
Marina: …No thanks. It doesn’t involve me.
J+E+S: Then why are you even here!?
Lamar: Lieutenant, here’s our next manoeuvres. As scheduled, it begins at 0600 hours.
Faldio: Oh, okay, got it. Hey Lamar, could you return to the squad first?
Lamar: Ah, yes sir.
Jann: Hey, isn’t that Lieutenant Faldio?
Susie: It seems like he’s looking for someone.
Jann: Oh no, he noticed us!
Edy: Huh? What did you say? Oh no, he’s coming over here.
Faldio: Hey, you guys are with Squad Seven right? Have seen Alicia around?
Susie: Alicia? Alicia’s went ahead to… MMMPH
Jann: What’re you doing, telling him that? He’s the enemy.
Susie: Sowwy.
Faldio: What’s wrong?
Jann: Oh nothing, nothing at all. Now, let’s see… Alicia is at… Um…
Edy: She’s… she’s… she’s using the toilet. Seems like she’s really going at it.
Faldio: The toilet? Going at it?
Edy: OOOFPH. What are you doing to a lady!
Jann: You call yourself a lady? Aren’t you embarrassed by saying she’s using the toilet?
Edy: But I’m sure even Alicia’s gotta really go sometimes too.
Jann: That’s not the point! You can’t go around saying that, think of poor Alicia!
Faldio: Now, now you two.
Susie: And so, why do you need to see Miss Alicia? We can pass on the word to her.
Faldio: Oh no, it’s okay. It’s not something that’s urgent.
Jann: Victory. It’s our victory. We managed to keep Faldio from getting to Alicia.
Susie: That means we’ve managed to outwit our greatest and most powerful enemy.
Edy: And so, what do we do next?
Jann: That’s simple, we just need to get them alone together.
Susie: You said, get them alone together, but what are they going to do at the laundry?
Jann: The laundry, a place where people meet each other half way and become closer. I managed to arrange the Lieutenant and Alicia’s laundry schedule to be time closed to each other. All they have to do is do the laundry together, that’s all. And when they do…
Edy (imitating Welkin): Hey Alicia, you’re really good at laundry.
Jann (imitating Alicia): Oh Welkin, it’s normal for a girl. Men are so hopeless at laundry.
Edy (imitating Welkin): Hey, could you wash my underwear for me?
Jann (imitating Alicia): Welkin, you don’t mean…
Edy (imitating Welkin): That’s right.
Jann (imitating Alicia): Ah ha~.
Jann: And so, with that they’ll get closer to each other.
Susie: Will they really get closer?
Edy: Here they come. Let’s hide.
Welkin: Hey Alicia, you’re really good at laundry.
Alicia: It’s normal for a girl. Men are just hopeless at laundry
Susie: So far, so good.
Jann: Go, go Lieutenant!
Welkin: Hey Alicia…
Alicia: Huh?
Welkin: Could you, wash mine next time?
Alicia: Huh?
Welkin: Well you see, Largo’s asked me to do his underwear. But it’s so huge, that it’s impossible for me.
Alicia: Huh?
Jann: Not Mister Largo’s!!!
Edy: Why did you interfere Jann!?
Alicia: What do you mean ‘do Largo’s underwear’!?
Welkin: Ah, you can’t?
Alicia: Of course I can’t! Men should do the men’s laundry.
Welkin: You really can’t?
Alicia: Absolutely not! Trying to make a girl do something like that!
Welkin: But, it’s just so much and his strawberry print undies are so huge!
E+S: It’s hopeless.
Susie: Our next operation is the cafeteria.
Jann: I really didn’t want to resort to this but it’s the perfect operation for those two. We’ll put a bug in Alicia’s food and then…
Susie: And then…?
Jann (imitating Alicia): Oh no, there’s a bug.
Edy (imitating Welkin): Hahaha, are you afraid of this little bug? I’ll get it for you.
Jann (imitating Alicia): You’re so amazing Welkin, you’re not afraid of bugs at all.
Edy (imitating Welkin): But of course, I could face a million of these bugs before breakfast. Though this is more like before lunch. AHAHAH.
Jann (imitating Alicia): Ohoho, so cool.
Jann: And so like that, they’ll become even closer in one stroke.
Susie: Will they really?
Alicia: EEK! What the heck, there’s a bug!
Welkin: Huh? A bug you say?
Alicia: Yeah, right there. It’s swimming in my soup.
Jann: Nice going Lieutenant.
Susie: Get the bug out and get closer to Alicia’s heart!
Welkin: Ahaha, wow it’s swimming in the soup. This is called a giant striped water bug; it’s typically lives in ponds but I wonder how it managed to get in there.
Alicia: Huh?
Welkin: It’s so unusual to be swimming in soup of all things. Oh, would you be okay if I could draw a sketch?
J+S+E: Of course it’s not ‘okay’!
Welkin: Huh, what’s wrong everyone? Did do something bad?
Edy: This isn’t a question of bad or not any more!
Faldio: Settle down you two, just stay calm.
Alicia: Oh Faldio.
Faldio: You should just give Welkin the bowl with the bug. I’ll give my food to Alicia.
W+A: Thank you!
Alicia: Hey, why are you saying ‘thank you’ too?
Welkin: Oh yeah, um, sorry.
E+S+J: He’s hopeless.
Jann: *sigh*
Susie: He was completely defeated.
Edy: A defeat to rival all defeats. A defeat filled with nothing but suffering. (bad translation)
Jann: And in comparison, Lieutenant Faldio smooth talk.
Susie: Truly, making him the enemy was an exercise in futility
Edy: He didn’t even make much of an enemy to Lieutenant Faldio at all.
Lamar: What did you say about my commander?
Susie: Oh, you’re…
Edy: From Squad One?
Lamar: I’ve been watching you, just what are you up to? Spying on his movements, giving him false information, are you trying to deceive Squad One?
Jann: Oh, that’s not it all!
Lamar: Then what are you up to? If you’re screwing with us to make us look like fools, we’ll make sure to return the favor.
Susie: No, that’s not what we were trying to do at all.
Lamar: Then what? Explain!
Susie: That’s…
Welkin: It’s nothing.
E+S+J: Lieutenant!
Welkin: They weren’t doing anything malicious to Faldio. Alicia and I are close friends with Faldio, they just wanted to know more about him. Right?
Edy: Lieutenant…
Welkin: Sorry for leaving you out of the loop. But I am their commanding officer, if you have an issue with their conduct please bring it to my attention. Is that fine with you?
Lamar: Er, yes sir.
Jann: Lieutenant, we’re so sorry.
Welkin: It’s okay, you don’t have to say anything. I trust that you’re not trying to do anything bad. And besides, even if no one else believes/understand you, I know for a fact that you value and cherish your comrades.
Susie: Lieutenant…
Edy: But, how did you know that someone in Squad One was confronting us.
Welkin: Hm hm, that’s because I heard it from someone.
Susie: From someone?
Marina: …No thanks. It doesn’t involve me.
Hans: Bwu-hi~
J+E+S: Oh~
Jann: So it wasn’t Faldio or the Lieutenant who was ‘completely defeated’, it was just us.
Edy: Well, in regards to relationships and masculinity (bad translation) I’m not so sure about that but our trust has at least been assured.
Susie: That’s true.
Edy: I wonder what’ll happen between the Lieutenants and Miss Alicia now.
Susie: I don’t know but another person’s feelings are not something that other people can help with.
Jann: All we can do is watch over them, like bird watching
Edy: Human watching.
Susie: Its relationship watching.
Jann: That’s all we can do, right Marina?
Marina: Oh no. I wasn’t…
Susie: So you were with us.
Jann: Oh, you’re getting embarrassed again.
Edy: So in reality, all four of us were really in it together after all.
Marina: I told you already, I wasn’t involved in this at all.
Hans: Bwu hee.
03セルベリア、料理を作る
03 Selvaria Cooks
Selvaria: Under the supervision/command of a talented commander/officer, one should be able draw the complete loyalty/affections of their soldiers. Thus a talented commander should be able to draw out and multiply the strength of the soldiers he leads by ten, nay by a thousand times. The ability to instantly read the situation, snatch victory from defeat and merge his many soldiers into a seamless body/perfect whole.
This is the highest ideal of the military. A person who possesses that can be called the perfect/ideal commander. So then what of his soldiers?
I believe most praiseworthy/greatest virtue is perfect comprehension/understanding of orders. If your commander orders once, you immediately aim/fire your gun. The ability to know and comprehend your officer’s/commander’s order before they even say it. An indispensible/essential ability/asset.
For the sake of that man, I dedicate my days to forging myself into that ideal/perfect soldier. My apologies for delaying my introduction, my name is Selvaria. Selvaria Bles, Imperial Army Commander/General of the Gallian Invasion.
Together by His Imperial Majesty Maximilian’s side, we go towards the front.
Maximilian: All forces forward, the enemy forces are crumbling before us. Go forth and end this battle in one blow!
Gregor: The Gallian forces are completely overwhelmed/pathetic. This just shows what a pathetic country they are.
Jaegar: Truly, if they can’t put up any real fight (if this keeps up), we’ll overrun them completely. I’m starting to worry that this war will be over before we’ve had a chance to make our appearance on the battlefield.
Maximilian: Be at ease, Jaegar, Gregor. You will have your chance soon.
Gregor: I surely hope so.
Jaegar: If you’re lying, I’ll be mad.
Selvaria: General Jaegar, recant your words. How dare you use such an insolent tone towards His Imperial Majesty!
Maximilian: Selvaria, at ease.
Selvaria: But…
Jaegar: Ha, well, that’s how it is. Hey Selvaria, you might want to take it easy sometimes. You’ll be tired when you need your strength most if you don’t.
Gregor: It appears that we’ve erased/destroyed the opposing forces/resistance.
Maximilian: So it appears.
Jaegar: All right! We’ve won! We’ve won! If that’s the case, let’s have a victory feast tonight! (bad translation)
Selvaria: Victory feast? (bad translation)
Jaegar: Let’s go all out and relax/have fun! Right?
Selvaria: Um…
Maximilian: What is it?
Selvaria: Well, at the victory feast, will Your Imperial Majesty… Lord Maximilian be…
Jaegar: Ahaha, of course you’ll be there, right Supreme Commander?
Maximilian: Hmph, even a hungry man will eat. (lit: Anyone can get hungry and eat, eventually)
Jaegar: Then it’s decided.
Selvaria: So that means Lord Maximilian will partake/eat dinner with us… Which means it would not be unusual if I decided to cook something… Which means Lord Maximilian will eat my home cooking… Which means he will generously and exclusively eat it (bad translation)… Heh heh heh heh… This… requires my complete focus/entire strength…
Jaegar: Selvaria… Hey Selvaria! Are you listening? What’s with you spacing out like that?
Selvaria: Um, nothing.
Maximilian: Let us go.
Selvaria: Majesty?
Maximilian: What is it?
Selvaria: I request permission to briefly take independent action away.
Maximilian: Hmph?
Selvaria: If I could, I shall return before tonight.
Maximilian: Very well, do as you please.
Selvaria: I am truly thankful Sire.
Jaegar: Seriously, what is she thinking? That being said, leaving a woman alone on the frontlines is… Karl, are you there?
Karl: Yes Sir, I am here!
Jaegar: Don’t know what’s going on but Selvaria’s planning to do something on her own.
Karl: The commander (lit Colonel)?
Jaegar: She’s pretty fond of you, so keep an eye on the princess. Okay?
Karl: Yes sir!
Selvaria: The question is ‘what should I make?’. His Imperial Majesty favourite dish/food… My home made cooking… for Lord Maximilian… Here you go my Lord Maximilian, ah~.
Maximilian: Aah~….
Selvaria: Does it taste good?
Maximilian: Yes, it has a wondrous flavour.
Selvaria: If that did come to be, I’m afraid I’ll die from so much happiness.
Karl: Commander Selvaria… Um, Commander Selvaria. Commander, are you feeling okay?
Selvaria: Oh it’s you Karl, why are you here?
Karl: General Jaegar asked me to be your escort guard.
Selvaria: Curse you Jaegar, being such a nuisance. (poking your nose into my business)
Karl: What are you planning to do?
Selvaria: That’s right. I almost lost my train of thought. The question is ‘what will I make?’. His Imperial Highness favourite dish/food… No, that’s not it. The question is not ‘what His Majesty likes?’, the question is ‘what would he like to eat?’. Now that I’ve said it, I am able to grasp the situation. That is the essence of my task/mission. If I’m not mistaken, Lord Maximilian said…
Maximilian: Hmph, even a hungry man will eat. (lit: Anyone can get hungry and eat, eventually)
Selvaria: Saying that while his eyes were calm and clear, and a bored smile of ennui rose to the surface with a hint of his burning inner fighting spirit burning (bad translation, Selvaria is reading way too much into Maximilian’s facial expression). Which means… I’ve made my decision.
Karl: Huh?
Selvaria: Tonight’s dish/meal will be pork and baby potato ragout, garnished with peas.
Karl: Oh, you mean that simple dish *niku jaga or niku kare* (literally meat and potatoes or meat curry. Note: Selvaria makes it sound fancy, while Karl makes it quite pedestrian and common)
Selvaria: No, pork and baby potato ragout, garnished with peas.
Karl: Um, I mean you’re using its European name, but it’s really just *niku jaga/niku kare*.
Selvaria: Stop being foolish, its pork and baby potato ragout, garnished with peas
Karl: Um, er… well, fine then…
Selvaria: Tonight’s dish has been decided. Now… all that’s left is to gather the very best ingredients! This is all for His Majesty’s sake!
Karl: Um, I don’t quite see what this is about…
Soldier A: Enemy attack!
Soldier B: What? The Imperials would attack a backwater town like this? There’s no military/strategic value/point, this town’s only famous for is for its prized pork meat/production! Why!?
Soldier A: Squad 2 and Squad 4 are completely annihilated!
Solider B: Get a hold of yourself! How many are there?!
Soldier A: Um, well…
Solider B: What’s wrong…
Soldier A: Enemy forces number at… two…
Solider B: What?!
Soldier A: There appears to be only two enemy soldiers!
Soldier B: Huh?!
Selvaria: You’re in my way! Get out of here! Karl, can you follow?
Karl: Um, somehow!
Selvaria: Then let’s go!
Soldier C: There they are! Over there!
Selvaria: Don’t make me repeat myself! Don’t get in my way! There! Oh, excuse me, 300 grams of sliced pork please.
Woman: Um, okay. Thank you for your patronage…
Karl: Huh, this place… A butcher/meat shop?
Soldier: Enemy attack!
Soldier B: What? The Imperials would attack a backwater town like this? There’s no military/strategic value/point, this town’s only famous for is for its prized potatoes (potato production)! Why!?
Selvaria: Karl, leave this to me! So get over there as quickly as possible!
Karl: Yes ma’am! I’ll head towards the vegetable shop!
Soldier: Enemy attack!
Soldier D: What? The Imperials would attack a backwater town like this? There’s no military/strategic value/point, this town’s only famous for is for its prized peas (pea production)!
Soldier: Enemy attack!
Soldier E: What? The Imperials would attack a backwater town like this? There’s no military/strategic value/point, this town’s only famous for is for its prized (*** production)! (can’t hear word)
Soldier: Enemy attack!
Soldier F: What? The Imperials would attack a backwater town like this? There’s no military/strategic value/point, this town’s only famous for is for its prized carrots (carrot production)!
Karl: And so, the Commander safely completed gathering her ingredients. The raids/battles were covered up by both the Imperial and Gallian military as a result very few know of it.
Selvaria: Now then, we’ve gathered the ingredients. All that is left is cooking.
Karl: Um… Could it be…?
Selvaria: Do you know the most important element in cooking?
Karl: Um could it be making sure it tastes good or something?
Selvaria: It is no different from a battlefield, you must bold strategy, overwhelming firepower, and knowing what to do in any situation. And most importantly… devotion/earnestness!
Karl: Whoa, now, now, now. Devotion/earnestness is great and all but saying that with that blue aura is… Um, er, if you keep this up! The kitchen will definitely get destroyed right! Ha ha ha! Am I going to die?!
Selvaria: Now! BURN!
Karl: Huh?
Selvaria: The seasonings have been organized alphabetically (or ‘will be added in alphabetically) (sa shi su se so).
Karl: Oh so you do cook normally.
Selvaria: Good, it’s ready.
Jaegar: Listen up, you’ve done good! So take a load off your shoulders and party hardy!
Men: YEAH!
Gregor: Hmph, Jaegar couldn’t you have said something more dignified than that?
Jaegar: Oh come on, its fine, who would want to hear some long speech when there’s food lined up in front of you. Right Maximilian?
Maximilian: Hmph.
Jaegar: Heh, now let’s dig in.
Selvaria: Wait a moment Lord Maximilian. Um, well, if you would like, would you like to partake in this too?
Gregor: Oh, it’s *niku jaga*.
Selvaria: Um, no, it’s pork and baby potato ragout, garnished with peas.
Jaegar: Oh I see, so that’s what it was all about. Hey Maximilian, try some.
Maximilian: Hmm… Hmm…
Selvaria: He’s eating it… His Majesty is eating my homemade cooking.
Gregor: Hm, let me try some too. This… This is well made. The pork, of course, is of the highest quality and the potatoes are cooked just before they are ready to melt away (collapse into mush). It’s easy to oversalt/over season the dish but the flavour is wonderfully subtle/simple/restrained. And most of all, this accent of peas reinforces the *niku jaga/niku kare* taste! (bad translation… also Maximilian seriously needs to learn from Gregor in praising cooking)
Selvaria: Um no, it’s pork and baby potato ragout, garnished with peas.
Karl: She’s stubborn on that point.
Jaegar: And Maximilian, what do you think?
Maximilian: Hm… Overwhelming/Intoxicating (bad translation).
All: Overwhelming?
Maximilian: I’m not very fond of meat…
Selvaria: Urg…
04ボーナストラック (初回特典)
04 Bonus Track: After recording impression comments by cast members
NOTE: This section will not be translated, as it's only the seiyuu's commenting and talking about their work on the drama cd and their impressions on the characters.