Professor, I'm so happy to see you. You're finally
returning to your old self.
To see the light in your eyes again is a gift.
It inspires me to carry on as well.
As you know, the knights are searching furiously for
any trace of the enemies who escaped.
I'll inform you immediately if I learn
What happened to Jeralt... It's terrible.
If there's anything I can do, simply ask. Even if what
you desire is revenge...I'll gladly lend you my power.
We can't let them get away with this.
Professor! Welcome back... I was... We all were...
You've been on our minds.
Know that your enemies are my enemies. I will do
all I can to help you find justice.
There is no one else I can... My strength is
I will fight as you command... I will kill anyone
should you ask it of me.
I'm so sorry about what happened to Jeralt...
No...of course my sorrow is nothing compared
The knights are even now searching for our
enemies' whereabouts. They are to report
back the moment they find something.
If you desire revenge, Professor...you can count
Hi, Teach. I see the storm in your eyes has passed...
You're looking much better.
I've been reading Jeralt's diary. The baby he
mentions... That's you, isn't it?
I can't understand about half of what's written here...
But Jeralt really cherished you.
That much is clear.
I haven't lost a parent yet, so I can't even begin
to understand how you must be feeling...
But even while you're standing still, the world keeps
on moving. I always find that oddly comforting.
I've never been much for condolences.
How about a little logic, instead?
The knights have spread out around Garreg Mach in
search of Jeralt's murderers.
Thus, the monastery's fighting strength is, for the
moment at least, depleted.
Perhaps that was the enemy's real objective. We
should be prepared for further confrontation.
Professor, please lend us your ears. Ferdinand is
saying impossible things.
I do not see what is impossible about it.
All I said was that if you want to go back to Brigid,
you probably can.
You are...the Empire's guest, so to speak. They
cannot afford for something bad to happen to
you—there would be a diplomatic incident.
Someone close to us has turned up dead, so one
could argue that you're not safe here anymore.
You were already told! I am learning here, from the
academy. What are you thinking, Professor?
I am not returning to home until I have grabbed
my goal! I will not be listening to the words
No, look, I did not mean to pressure you. Apologies
for the misunderstanding.
I slipped quietly into the vault and rummaged about,
looking for anything we might find useful. There is
a group of people who want to kill us, after all.
What? This is no time for asking permission. I
learned long ago that one can ask permission or
forgiveness. It is rarely useful to request the former.
Still, it appears the knights have already taken
everything useful. There were Crest-related objects I
thought might be worth studying, so—
There you go again with that stern look. Of course
I'll put them back when I'm done. Assuming they
bear no additional use.
I'm not even close to being strong enough.
I mean, Jeralt was so much stronger than me, but
That's enough. I can't dwell on the past. There's no
way to know what my future holds, but I do know
Whatever happens, I have to make my own way in
this world. I have to keep pushing so I can grow
Professor? I, um, I brought some flowers for Jeralt.
It's the least I can do. Sometimes I feel like all I do is
Hey! What's that supposed to mean? I come out
for lectures and assignments, don't I?
Anyway, I'll go lay them out.
Hey! Sometimes I go out for, uh...walks...
I've sung lyrics lamenting death many times
But when something like this happens in real life...
I'm lost. I don't know what to say.
But I do know this much...
Sir Jeralt must have been very proud to have you
as his child.
It is a shame what happened to Jeralt.
I am sorry. There are no words.
Leave some flowers on his grave for me.
Dark expressions don't suit you, Professor. But I'm...
Well, I'm glad to see you out in the world again.
It seems this month will be a quiet one around here.
There aren't many knights around to liven things up.
Most of the knights are gone, seeking out the enemy.
Isn't that a bit much? I agree it's important, but is it
a good idea to neglect the safety of the monastery?
What do you think, Professor?
I agree. We can send some knights after our enemies,
but so many? It makes the church seem reckless.
Hopefully the knights finish their business and
hurry back. I wouldn't mind having a few extra
Not just Tomas, but Monica too.
We can't be sure who to trust anymore, can we?
Who are these people, really? What do they want?
I'm so glad you're OK, Professor. I was so worried!
Oh, Professor! You must be starving. Mercie and I
made some sweets for you.
We were thinking that if you were to eat something
sweet, it might help you feel better.
Baking sweets is my specialty. I'm sure they'll do
Well, of course you are! And if you have some
sweets, you'll be even more fine!
I'm so sorry... I never quite know what to say at times
Just...don't push yourself too hard too soon. It's OK
to allow yourself to be sad right now.
Losing someone dear to you... Well, each loss is
unique, but it's a feeling I know very well.
That said... Professor, I...
There is no one here who has not heard tales of
Jeralt's valor. We have suffered a most dear loss.
I do not know what the enemy's aim was, but I do
know this—after what they have done, we cannot
suffer them to live.
If there is anything I can do to ensure that justice is
brought swiftly, you need only give the word.
You gotta keep yourself active during tough times,
Professor. Even if it seems impossible.
That's how I got through when I lost my parents.
If you need help with anything, just come and see
me. Eating and training are my specialties.
I'm scared. I feel that I don't understand the world.
How could something like that happen to Jeralt?
He was so strong.
You're inspiring, Professor. I'll do my best.
I suppose, but... Please, take care, Professor!
We can't afford to lose you too.
I'm sure you will pull through this because you're
so strong, Professor. Best to stay calm during such
tumultuous and upsetting times.
We don't know the nature of our enemies. If we
underestimate them, anything could happen.
I agree they must be defeated, but I also feel we must
approach this with prudence.
Yes, I agree. I...don't want to lose you too, Professor.
I'll say a prayer for Jeralt's soul.
There's not much else I can do...
Professor! People are saying horrible things
They're saying she's friends with the bad guys. If I
hear someone say that, I'll...
Leave it alone, Hilda. It doesn't matter.
Of course. Thank you, Professor.
That would be the quickest way to resolve this.
Come on Marianne, let's give it our all.
Professor, it seems like you're holding up OK, but...
I'm worried about Leonie.
She really loved Jeralt. I hope she can bounce back...
Captain Jeralt's gone. He's gone. And we'd only
I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I'm sure this is even harder on
you. But I just can't— I can't believe...
First Tomas, and now Monica. I do have a theory,
though I admit it is nothing more than speculation.
Both Tomas and Monica have each gone missing at
one time or another.
It was reported that when Monica returned from
her disappearance, she began to act like a completely
As if, perhaps, the real Monica had been killed and
replaced by an impostor.
Thinking of it like that, it is possible that this Solon
had been impersonating Tomas for some time.
How they managed such a convincing change of
appearance, though, I still do not understand.
You have lost your father...
Now more than ever do I understand how very
lucky I am that you were able to save me.
Professor, I deeply appreciate what you have done.
If there is anything at all I can do in return,
please tell me, OK?
You've lost someone very dear to you... I'm so...
You have my sympathy.
Manuela and I can take on some of your workload
We can't do all the teaching, but at least we can
lighten the load for you.
I've always seen strength in your eyes.
I know you'll recover.
You're a very strong person.
I have something rather uncomfortable to discuss.
It's about the weapon that killed Jeralt. Will you
It was a dagger, but I know enough to know it wasn't
an ordinary dagger.
It wasn't made of iron or steel because...
Well, because whatever it was, the wound it
left wasn't normal.
Who could make a blade like that, do you figure?
I see... That's probably for the best.
I wonder who they were...
Oh, Goddess, hear my prayer. Please receive this
When the cold rain washes the body,
when the bird and wolf announce the dawn...
Receive them into your blue blood.
Receive them into a twinkling star.
That's a mourning scripture from the Church
of Seiros. Lady Rhea taught it to me.
I pray that Jeralt is happy in the next world.
Professor... How are you holding up?
I know how heavily grief weighs upon one's heart...
I lost my mother some time ago. It was...
Forgive me my moment of weakness. Even all these
years later, I cannot recall that time without feeling
the pain as if it were brand new.
Just know that I am praying for your mind and
your heart to find peace.
Oh? Is something hiding just behind that book?
That ring! I have seen it before...
Ah, I know! Jeralt showed that ring to you beside
a grave... Do you recall?
He said he wished for you to have that ring one day.
That means it's yours.
He also said that you should gift that ring to
Huh. It is faded and quite hard to read, but there is
something written on the bag...
Are those Jeralt's initials? And there is one more
set as well... Ah. Of course.
Unless I am mistaken, there is a custom by which
two souls join their lives with vows and rings.
Have you heard of such a thing?
This ring must be the one that Jeralt gave
Professor... Thank you for all you have done for us.
Nothing to report today.
Things we can't obtain here are likely obtainable by
way of the underground.
Are you unfamiliar with Garreg Mach's
underground? The place is an absolute paradise
for those who can't stay above ground.
Those Abyssian idiots. All they ever do is
We'd best purge the entire underbelly of
First Tomas and now Monica... I am so sorry.
The failing was clearly our own.
We didn't notice the enemy's invasion, and now
Jeralt... I...I apologize. There is nothing I can say
to atone for our sins.
Professor, please do not let your guard down even
among the people of the monastery.
There is no way to know where another enemy
may be hiding...
Um, Professor? Do you think we'll still be able
If dangerous things keep happening around here,
who even knows... I'm worried.
I hope that all the students and professors will be
there to celebrate at the graduation ceremony...
Monica von Ochs... There is nothing suspicious
in her past that would suggest this change
Her transformation must have something to do with
her disappearance last year...
Sadly, that is the extent of my knowledge. I wonder
who kidnapped her and why...
I trained with Jeralt just the other day...
Why... Why did he have to go and die?!
It's too awful! He didn't deserve it!
When I heard that Monica was with the enemy,
I was surprised by how unsurprised I was.
Something was just off about her. It's hard to explain.
That said, whenever she had free time, she was
always hanging around with Edelgard.
I wonder if Edelgard is also... Oh, I'm sorry!
Now I'm just being paranoid. Please ignore me.
The other night, I...I had the honor of sharing
a drink with Jeralt.
He was pretty tactless, honestly. He could be blunt
at times. But...
He always looked like such a proud, happy father
whenever he spoke of you.
If you must weep, then weep. I shall be here for you.
Well, it would be ridiculous to not feel anything
after something like that. Go on and let it out.
I am here.
Are you already past it? You are unflappable.
I will give you that much.
In that case, I will remain silently supportive.
You are right that we must keep moving
Jeralt raised you, yeah? He was all you had...
You must be feeling a lot right now.
When a parent dies, it really leaves a mark. So feel
what you need to, no matter how that looks.
But know that your inner fire will keep you moving
ahead through even the hardest times.
Whoever you are, it doesn't matter much to me.
But I do advise getting out of here before you get
tangled up in trouble.
Unless you've been sent here under someone's
orders. In which case, I'll happily show you a good
time. Heh heh...
Hmmm. You're that mercenary turned professor,
aren't you? The one who showed up at the monastery
Yeah, you're the one I've heard so much about.
Well, I guess it's fine you're here, then.
You can call me Yuri. You'll want to remember that,
if you ever come down here again.
Haven't seen your face before. You're clearly not
from around here.
Ah, you're that new teacher everyone's been yapping
about. And yet...you look younger than me. Weird.
The name's Balthus. Formerly of the Alliance.
Hey, pal. I see you're up and at 'em again, yeah?
Good on ya. No use crying over the past and all.
Balthus, have some sensitivity! Who knows what
the poor dear is going through right now?
That "poor dear" can hear you, ya know. Talking
about someone like they're not there. How cold
can you get?
Ah... A fair point. Please, Professor, forgive my
indiscretion. You have my condolences.
Remember, the first step to healing is a hefty dose
of revenge. Get out there and get to it!
And who might you be? Not an Abyssian, that much
is clear at a glance.
A visitor from above, perhaps? With what purpose?
Oh...but of course. You must be the new teacher
specially appointed by Lady Rhea. That is it, yes?
Rumors have been flying underground about you.
Well, then! I am Constance von Nuvelle.
It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance.
Hey. It seems like you're having a hard time.
Not that I can really understand what you're going
I know that this is painful, but don't lose hope for the
Someday you'll be able to accept what's happened.
And in the meantime, you have plenty of friends here
to support you. Me included.
Who are you? Wait, shut up, let me guess.
You're...that new professor, right? You just started
teaching up on the surface.
Even here, people have been talking about you.
Not that the gossip got everything right.
I heard you were beautiful, but obviously that was
Hey, Professor. How's it going? Making lots of coin?
I'd love to catch up, but I'm super busy right now.
Working. For money. You understand.
I heard Jeralt passed away...
My deepest condolences.
I knew him long before I ever even met you...
He was always so much fun to be around...
It's such a loss...
There's unrest everywhere these days. All of my
fellow merchants seem to be endangered.
I hope things go back to normal soon. People need
more to smile about, aside from my great deals.
Abyss? You're interested in that place, are you?
Ancient sprawling remains deep below
Garreg Mach... That's Abyss.
Some folks have made their home there. Obviously
they all have their reasons and tales to tell.
But only the most enterprising merchant
would venture near it. My advice? Avoid
going there yourself.
Hey, you. Listen up. I've got something to report.
But maybe now isn't the time? You seem down.
Got something on your mind?
I hope you know I'm here for you, if you ever have
your own stuff to report. That's what friends are for.
Unless it's about money. In which case...I'm busy.
Hey, you. You're from up top, right?
What business do you have here?
Wait a minute... Ah, got it. You're that new
professor, aren't you? I suppose that means I
have to let you pass.
I guess...welcome to Abyss! This town is full of
rough-and-toughs, so watch your back down here.
This month feels different, doesn't it? Garreg Mach's
all...tense. Like the whole place might explode.
This is why I've kept to myself all these years.
I don't wanna be anywhere near whatever's about
Captain Jeralt's been killed?! I can't believe it...
From all I'd heard about the man... I thought he
He was so strong. What could have possibly—
Forgive me, I shouldn't speculate.
Ah, I see. So you are Jeralt's child. You so resemble
I did indeed. I was acquainted with your parents.
I've been wanting to speak with you for a while now.
I am nothing more than a common monk. I knew
your parents...once upon a time.
I've been gone from the monastery for some time
now because... Well, it matters not.
Might I...ask a favor of you?
Do you mind terribly picking up some fresh flowers
to place upon your mother's grave?
I am certain she'd be deeply moved to receive a gift
Thank you so much. This is just the type of flower
she once loved so dearly.
I can rest easy now.
I must be off. Take especially good care of yourself,
Please, look after Jeralt. She'd have wanted that.