We secured the win in our first skirmish,
but the next battle is a different matter.
The Empire will come after us with everything
it's got. Even so, the ultimate victory will be ours.
And I'm not just saying that! I've made ample
preparations to ensure our victory.
It's my rule to never leave victory to chance.
You can't rely on the protection of the goddess.
With your power and my schemes, I should be able
to plot a direct course to victory.
We captured the Great Bridge of Myrddin, but the
fight has only just begun.
Enbarr, the Imperial Capital, lies far to the south,
beyond Gronder Field.
And waiting for us on the way there is the entire
Imperial army, with twice as many troops as us.
We had better brace ourselves.
I seem to lack the skills required to grieve for
If someone has passed, even someone dear to me, I
could stand about and wail or get on with my life.
While I'm at it, that whole idea that we must speak
well of the dead? I don't understand that either.
If I didn't like them when they were alive, then why
pretend to do so when they are no longer here?
After we cross the Great Bridge of Myrddin, we'll be
in my father's territory.
We actually crossed it five years ago for the Battle of
the Eagle and Lion. Remember?
Ugh! This is terrifying! What am I gonna do?
I gotta get a grip...
You think we'll meet him on the battlefield and he'll
kill me? The front lines cover a long stretch of land,
you know! We might not even run into him!
Oh, no no no. You should pray we don't run into
him at all! The front lines cover a long stretch of
land, you know!
So the campaign continues, does it? Well, allow me,
as a professional recluse with ten years of experience,
to volunteer for, um...staying behind.
Oh, who am I kidding? The fighting won't stop until
we've defeated Edelgard, will it?
Or until we lose, I guess. But there's not much use in
thinking about that.
The Great Bridge of Myrddin was considerably
better fortified than it was five years ago...
The bridge was full of soldiers...and they all died.
And Ferdie was there. We killed Ferdie, Professor, he
used to be our friend. Do you remember those days?
Nobles who are changing allegiance, again and again.
I do not have understanding for that.
How can you trust if treason comes with ease?
How can you be calling yourself a noble?
I do not have understanding of the reasoning...
Surviving is more difficult without trust. There must
be...some other goal.
Survival has more importance than that. Are they not
So, the boar prince is dead. Decapitated, I hear.
I haven't seen the severed head myself. Perhaps he's
still alive and leading that army...
Don't patronize me. If his head is still attached to
his body, I'll remedy that without hesitation.
You're right. I can't let my emotions take hold.
Either way, a major battle awaits us. Try not to die.
I'd be annoyed if you did.
If we defeat the Imperial army at Gronder Field,
what will our next objective be?
I guess we won't have much choice but to try to take
Fort Merceus, on the far side of Gronder Field.
It's probably too soon for us to be thinking about
that, isn't it?
I'm sure it's already occurred to Claude though.
The time's come to fight the Empire, huh?
Wow, it's shaping up to be quite the battle.
And I've got no problem with that, but that mystery
army really worries me.
There's no indication if they're friend or foe...
Who do you think they are, Professor?
I suppose it's possible. After all, His Highness is
Heh, not unless he rose from the grave to secure
revenge. That would mean... Actually, I have no
idea what that would mean.
Well, whoever they are, I hope we can avoid
So, we're finally going to set foot in the Empire...
I'm starting to get a little nervous.
We already fought Ferdinand at the Great Bridge of
I guess there's a good chance we'll be fighting more
old friends from here on out.
Claude seems filled with confidence, but I wonder
if everything really will be OK...
The Imperial army might be hiding the emperor,
and the troops headed south might belong to the
I'll be honest... I'm incredibly uneasy about all of
this. But at this point there's...no option but to
I've cut all contact with my family since joining
Were I to see soldiers of the Galatea Family amidst
the host flying the royal family's banner... I... Well.
All chance of reconciliation with my father would
end there. I do not know if that is the right path.
But, the fact is, I've come this far. There's no time
for second guessing. Not anymore.
House Gloucester has changed its allegiance and
joined the faction that is against the Empire.
The Alliance will thus remain united.
But thanks to this latest ploy, my father is more
suspicious of Claude now than ever. If such a
thing is possible.
Ordinarily I might credit his helpful posture toward
us to his devout faith in the Church of Seiros.
But it is clear to me now that this is nothing more
than a shrewd calculation on his part. He is only
thinking of his position.
We are in the clear for now, but please bear in mind
that the Alliance is never an entirely stable union.
I gotta say, it's tough to keep the fighting spirit alive
when you recognize your enemies on the battlefield.
It's like when we were fighting before... I saw Lorenz
and wasn't sure what to do with myself.
So you can't avoid it, huh? How did everything get
so messed up?
Hey, come on! Even I know we can't do that!
Just because we're fighting someone doesn't mean we
gotta hate 'em!
That's probably the worst thing about war. Win or
lose, I still get a bad taste in my mouth.
Thanks to our victory, I've been able to study the
Great Bridge of Myrddin at my leisure.
And you know what? It's an astounding structure.
So much history there.
Imagine how much time and effort it must have
taken to build something that big. Over water,
I hope that someday it will be opened up to the
people of Fódlan—a historical site, rather than a
I trust you and Claude, but I feel uneasy.
If we lose in the next battle, the Empire's army
will likely come surging into Alliance territory.
If that happens, my parents won't escape unharmed.
They've raised their anti-Imperial flag, after all.
Thank you, Professor. I'll fight with all I've got too.
You're right. I chose my path. I must press on.
That's all anyone can do, really.
Speaking with you has eased my mind a bit. Just
enough, in fact, to put me in the mood for sweets.
I've been praying to the goddess for Lorenz...
We wouldn't have had to fight like that if things
Um, I heard that some unidentified troops have
Apparently they were flying the flag of the Faerghus
royal family... Do you think it was Dimitri's ghost?
His country was taken before he ever wore the
crown. Surely he must regret that...
He and I weren't very close, but we were friends.
Claude was saying that our next battle might be in
Gronder Field. Is that right?
Reminds me of the Battle of the Eagle and Lion.
But of course, that was a very different time.
When it was over, all three class heads complimented
each other on their bravery.
And then we had a party. But we can never go back
to that, can we?
We might see Edelgard herself leading the enemy in
the next battle.
If they're coming out of Fort Merceus, our troops
might even clash on Gronder Field.
And those other troops on the march—who knows
what they'll do, or what side they'll take?
Not sure how we're supposed to form a strategy with
so many unknowns.
I don't know why you're so confident, but it does
somehow make me feel better.
Hey, how come you only ever flatter me in times like
these? What am I supposed to make of that?
Anyway, we've come this far. Let's just keep putting
one foot in front of the other and see how far we get.
Each time we press forward, our search for Rhea
broadens to a wider area.
I certainly hope we will find at least some clue, but
I do suspect I already know where she is.
If I am right, and she is in the Imperial capital, then
we cannot save her until we topple the Empire.
The Battle of the Eagle and Lion. Has it truly been
five years since then?
Can you recall whether it was before or after I joined
your class, Professor?
That is not at all the case, Professor. Your memory
serves you poorly.
I am glad you have not forgotten.
It was shortly after I joined your class—I remember
it like it was yesterday.
When undertaking research, the usual method is to
form a hypothesis, then test it with experiments.
Those experiments reveal facts and falsehoods, yet
sometimes, they also unveil an exception.
You seem to be that exception when it comes to my
Worry not, Professor. Exceptions are what make my
work interesting. Why don't the rules apply to you?
I will find out, eventually. I feel it is my destiny as a
I hear the next battle could be a big one, is that true?
I miss the old days when, if someone got hurt, we'd
rush them to the infirmary, and make them well...
But on the battlefield, there's not enough time to
help. People die. Professor, don't be one of those!
Word just reached me that the Empire has stationed
soldiers in Fort Merceus.
If they decide to dig in their heels and defend
the fort, we'll be in a difficult situation.
I hear it's an impregnable keep, surrounded by
high ramparts. Taking it would not be easy.
Beyond the Great Bridge of Myrddin, it's all
unfamiliar territory for us.
We don't know where Lady Rhea's being held.
We ought to investigate all potential locations
The Knights of Seiros will handle the search.
We'll report back if we learn anything.
Reconnaissance is becoming more of a risk the
deeper we move into enemy territory.
If I don't come back, assume I'm dead.
I'm glad you think so highly of me, but we have to
Good. We have to be realistic.
Don't waste your energy worrying about me.
I gotta keep this place clean, and I mean properly
clean, every day. Dust it, sweep it, everything.
You never can tell when Lady Rhea might be back.
Since little Claude became their leader, the Alliance
lords haven't been especially unified.
Now, they're suddenly united for a common cause.
As a result, the Empire hasn't been able to perform
even one successful incursion...
Rather, we're the ones who might get the jump on
them. It's incredible. Magical, even.
Maybe his strategic genius was simmering for those
five years, and it returned to a full boil once you two
Or maybe he always knew he'd meet you again,
and he was preparing for that this whole time...
Greetings, Professor! Nothing to report!
I hear we're sending troops to Gronder Field next.
Is that what's what?
That whole area is in the territory of House Bergliez.
It's famous as the main granary of Fódlan.
If we could capture it, we probably wouldn't have to
worry about food anymore! Bread for all!
I can hardly believe we're crossing the borders of the
Empire to battle their army. I never thought I'd see
You'd never guess from the calm looks on everyone's
faces, though... I mean, we're probably all gonna
die, let's be honest.
If you don't mind me saying, you don't look like
you're in the middle of a crisis either. Oh, um...
Perhaps that was a little rude of me.
Hm, actually it's the Great Tree Moon now,
isn't it? Not that anyone's in much of a mood to
celebrate the new year, of course.
If this mysterious military force is the remnants of
the Kingdom, you'd think there would have been
the possibility of a united front.
But from what I've heard, that's going to be difficult.
Their behavior is very erratic.
If they're clamoring for revenge and death, then it's
probably better if we have nothing to do with them.
Since you secured the Great Bridge of Myrddin,
trade got a lot easier within the Empire.
Nevertheless, profits are rather thin, compared to
how it was five years ago.
You can't be much of a trader unless you're prepared
to traverse the whole of Fódlan...
I'm a graduate of the Golden Deer House, but that
was a little before your time, Professor.
We won the Battle of the Eagle and Lion. Of course,
we mostly have Holst to thank for that.
And now, he's the greatest general in the Alliance.
I didn't do so great in comparison...
Edelgard's presence suggests that Hubert is
He is Minister of the Imperial Household, after all.
He's been around Edelgard since they were children.
I suppose he must be pretty happy with his
So...we're finally invading Empire territory, huh?
There's not much we can do right now, except pray
I truly believe that we have it in us to succeed.
So, we're finally moving into enemy territory...
We can expect the war to get even more intense
from here on out.
I'm really feeling the tension now. I have almost
no experience with battles of this scale.
Professor... I'll be grateful for your leadership on
the battlefield. I know I can trust you!
My rule is never to play my hand if I can't win.
That's why I'm here. To win.
This is my life on the line. Don't let me down, yeah?
In the end, I'm the one who decided to be a part of
this, so it's my own fault if things go south.
It seems the Alliance has avoided becoming nothing
but a glorified battlefield.
I may have cut ties with my family, but I'll admit,
I'm still worried about how they're faring...
For now at least, my little bro has managed to keep
them afloat. He's a good leader, that one.
Across the bridge is Bergliez territory. It marks the
start of our incursion into the Empire.
Worry not. I feel no trepidation as we do this.
Mark how my spellcraft carries us through to Enbarr,
heart of the Empire!
We're fighting people we used to know from the
Guess that's the kind of thing that happens in war,
but...still. It's pretty twisted.
It makes me feel so... Oof. Maybe I'll just try not to
think about it.
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.
The Great Tree Moon is finally upon us. It's time to
celebrate a new year. We only get so many!
Folks up top don't seem to be in the mood to
celebrate though. I hate war...
I used to be a rather important person in the church,
but...I am in exile for committing a crime.
I embezzled some money. But it wasn't out of greed!
My hometown was pillaged, you see, and the church
wasn't putting in enough to rebuild...
What a pain. What an absolute pain...
Concerned, are you? That's nice. A little too nice.
Here's a word of warning—if anyone here asks you
for a favor, it's probably just a scam.
I hurt my leg in the last battle. Had to take shelter
down here—nowhere else to go.
Be careful up there. All sides are bringing their
strongest people to this fight.
Count Bergliez in the Empire, Lord Holst in the
Alliance... I'm sure the Kingdom's got someone too.
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.