Why?
Why has it turned to this?
Why?
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Chapter 10 The Night of the Blizzard
It seems wide enough for a tank to get through.
I guess this recon was worth it.
Yep. Let's quickly get back to the squad.
What's wrong? Let's hurry back to...
Wait, it's going to be difficult.
Heh?
A blizzard is coming.
In this weather? You're kidding.
We need to find shelter.
We can't get through the storm with these equipments, and traveling blindly will get us stranded.
It looks like there is a cabin over there.
Let's hurry.
Hey!
Wait a minute!
Wow, it's so dusty.
It looks like it hasn't been used in a while,
but with a cabin as good as this, we should be able to get past the blizzard just fine.
Hey Welkin, knowing you, there is probably a good reason,
but is there really going to be a blizzard?
There should be, but why?
I thought that you might be trying to get off work.
Come on, it is this sunny outside and...
Huh?
See?
Spring storm, huh?
It is a mountainous terrain.
It isn't strange for it to snow even in this season.
It was good that I was with you.
Eh?
Well, if I were with someone else, I would be in the middle of that blizzard, right?
If you say that, I guess there was some good in coming along with you.
How long do we have to stay like this?
That depends on the weather.
Everyone is probably worried.
Hmm?
I'll go and see if there are any blankets in the back.
Thanks.
Are you okay?
Oh, I'm fine.
I may not look it, but I am pretty strong against the chill.
Ah, it's okay. That's yours.
What are you talking about, freezing like that?
I'm the commander, and I have a duty to protect my...
It's okay. If we put it like this...
the two of us can use the blanket together, right?
Well, say something.
Huh?
I thought if we talked, we might be able to ease up a little.
Even if you say so...
Anything is fine.
It could be about Squad 7.
It could be about this war, and...
it could be about you as well.
Right.
How about the habits of dungroller?
Tell me something that I would understand.
Then how about where crinkle clams goes on a rainy...
Not interested.
Then how about why herding nudibranches become lonely...
Please, just stop.
They are good stories, you know...
Geez, why are you always like that?
Most likely, it was Father's influence that made me interested in nature.
Hm? General Gunther's?
Yeah. When we had free time, we went to a lot of places.
We caught bugs in mountains, swam in rivers and stuff.
A general collecting insects...
It feels a little out of place.
Probably because his image as a soldier is strong.
I'm sorry.
You didn't want to talk about your father.
It's okay.
No matter how hard I try, I am "General Gunther's son."
I can't do anything about being compared to him.
Being a son of a famous figure is tough, eh?
But I think it's better than having none.
Eh?
I used to be an orphan.
So when I came of age, there was no family around me.
I'm envious that you have a memory of a family.
I'm sorry.
No, no. It's fine.
I am sorry. I made things a little grave.
But, what is family?
I do not know, either.
My family was pretty complicated too.
Father was always in thought as well.
Even though he was praised as a hero by those around him, he wasn't able to protect my mother.
My mother died amidst a battle.
My father wasn't even there, but he said it was his fault.
In order to keep more people from having sad thoughts,
we need to end this war as quickly as we can.
Yes, that's right.
Can I ask you something?
What is it?
About that scarf.
It stands out in the field, so I was curious.
Oh this?
I used to apprentice in a bakery.
On the first day, the master looked at my face and got angry.
"You think you can knead a bread dough when you're wavin' your long hair like that?" he said.
So I panicked and quickly bought this, and ever since, I've always had it on.
I guess you could call it my trademark.
So that's what it is.
I don't want to forget that I am a baker before I am a Militia, so this is proof of that.
I say that is great.
Huh?
It sounds wonderful, I think.
Thanks.
Hey, Welkin.
Well, let's get some rest.
Saving up our strength is part of our duty.
Good night, Alicia.
Alicia.
Someth...
Shh. Quiet.
What? What is it?
Shh.
Do not resist!
If you shoot me, you'll die too.
Can't you see this?
The safety pin has been removed.
If it leaves my hand, it will explode.
Throw down your guns!
We can't do that.
We aren't going to go without a fight.
What?!
Don't you see...
There is no guarantee that the grenade will blow both of us up,
but if we put these guns down, then we will be killed by you for sure.
We have two on this side.
If you try anything funny, one of us will shoot you.
Don't move!
Stop!
Don't aim your gun at her.
Don't order me around!
Fine. This is going to last longer.
Why?
Why has it turned to this?
They're late. Too late.
It's already been eight hours.
Good grief. How far have those two gone on a recon?
Do you really think so?
It's obviously too late.
This means that those two are in...
We already know that.
What will we do?
When Commander is not around, you are in control.
There's nothing else to do.
We should go get...
This area is under enemy control.
Just standing ground here is already dangerous.
Are you saying that we should abandon them?
I will not stand for such a thing.
Even if it means me alone...
Stop, Rosie.
We will wait and see for the next two hours.
I will make a judgment by then.
Understood.
Damn. Well, aren't you all lax.
Those two are in trouble, you know.
Hey, Darcsen. You hear me, right?
Stop it, Rosie.
Why should I?!
The one who's most burdened is Isara.
Don't pick on her at a time like this.
Well then, why isn't she...
She has faith...
that Commander will make it back.
Dammit.
Welkin.
You better not think of anything stupid!
That's our line.
Why are you doing something like this?
You probably came here to find shelter from the blizzard, but...
is there any meaning for holding out things like those?
Shut up!
We are stranded as well.
Even if you didn't do anything like that...
Shut up!
You're injured!
Don't move!
Alicia!
If we don't give you first aid...
Don't come any closer.
Just sit down.
But...
It's a warning.
Sit at the count of five.
Next time, I'll shoot you in the head.
Five!
Stop or I will shoot you.
Four!
If you do anything like that you'll die as well.
This is not a bluff.
I mean it here as well.
Sit down, right now.
Three!
Alicia, sit down.
You must not agitate him any further.
Two!
One!
Stop it, already!
Alicia?
Giving you first aid is priority.
If you want to shoot me, do as you want.
Stop!
But...
We are soldiers,
but before that, we are human beings.
Show me your wound.
Don't do anything funny.
What's wrong?
If you're going to do it, make it fast.
O-Okay.
But do not forget.
I have this in my hand.
Dammit. Come back already.
We don't have much time.
Rosie.
Something wrong?
It's nothing.
I understand how you feel,
but how people deal with things are all different.
There are those like you who have to say it when they think it,
and there those that have faith and just strive to get their things done.
However, this one thing, everyone shares.
Everyone is worried about Commander and Alicia.
I understand that already.
Dammit. This is making me look stupid.
It's time.
This doesn't look good. His face is pale.
If he loses consciousness, the grenade will go off.
Isn't there a way to save all of us?
You, girl. Do you have some water?
I do.
Hand it over.
Throw it!
Going to shoot me again?
You...
Save your thanks for the owner of this cabin.
It isn't mine.
Go ahead, drink.
Are you okay?
Yes, no problem.
Go.
I'll leave the canteen here.
Why did it turn out like this?
Is that wound from battle?
Huh?
Why do you ask of such a thing?
Let's just say that I got sick of holding my gun in silence.
You're a pretty weird guy.
I get that a lot.
You two. You're militias?
Yes, that's right.
As expected.
But this is pretty ironic...
for enemies to run into each other in the depth of the mountain.
I will... probably die.
I know it. It's my body.
I always thought I was going to die gracefully in the battlefield,
but to fall on a mountain like this...
You should stop speaking.
No, please listen.
This is something like a will.
I was a third son of a farming family who lacked education and work.
I am pretty sure you know it, but the Empire is that of those born into nobility.
It is a world where everything is decided by birth,
but if you join the military and have the capability, you can climb the social ladder.
I thought that a brighter future was open and that I can climb higher.
However, that was a mistake.
When the war started, we were forced to fight.
Killing a lot of enemies and letting a lot of friends die...
What's in it for me for going through all that?!
What was I trying to get by killing so many people?
That's enough! Calm down!
I was scared so much I couldn't stand it, so...
I ran away.
This wounds are from a fellow soldier that shot me from the back when I ran.
Then why didn't you surrender immediately?!
I heard that when one surrenders to the Gallians, they are shot on the spot.
Foolish! That story is...
Yeah. Ironic it is...
You're not the one to blame.
The one to blame is this war!
You, what's your name?
Alicia. Alicia Melchiott.
And you?
Welkin Gunther.
Is that so?
It should be okay now.
Alicia, Welkin.
It was nice to be able to talk with you two.
Please listen to my last words.
I was alive in this world.
Please remember me.
My name is Michael... Michael Weber.
This way, sir!
What is this?
It seems like a grave.
So, Michael has fallen.
There are two footprints.
From the bootprints, they seem to be from Gallian Soldiers.
What will we do, sir?
If we chase them now, we will be able to catch them.
No, there is no need for them.
Even though he was a deserter, they paid respect to our fallen comrade.
We are indebted to them.
Will everyone still be around?
It's been sixteen hours since we left the Squad.
It would be normal for them to have retreated.
Which means that we are not out of this trouble yet.
I guess that's what it means.
Well, our squad is not normal as expected.
Welkin!
Hooray!
Hey!
We are back, everyone!
Little! Too little!
Why is there so little appearance for me, Edie Nelson?
Over a billion fans are waiting for my entrance!
Come out here, please, director!
Next, on Valkyria Chronicles: Chapter Eleven - The Uninvited Guests.
A flower is noble and fragrant. Touch this flower, but beware its thorns.
Chapter 11 The Uninvited Guests