Each time we take a step forward, more blood is
spilled...but by spilling that blood, we're able to
take yet another step forward.
War is always a cruel affair, but luckily we have
each other to lean on. We've steeled our hearts.
We won't be broken.
I couldn't agree more. Without them, we could never
have made it this far.
If anyone's starting to feel the strain, I'm sure just
hearing from you will reassure them. Please...do
whatever you can to keep their morale up.
Oh, and about taking the fort... I'll need a tad more
time to prepare our plan.
It's called an impregnable fortress for a reason,
after all. My contingencies need contingencies
this time, or we may not pull it off.
Dimitri, the late prince of Faerghus. He despised
the Empire with all his heart.
He should not have tried leading an army while his
emotions were holding him captive.
No. If a leader's emotions overcome them, others
must step in to prevent poor decision-making.
Why did his followers not intervene? His attendants?
I used to call Edelgard my leader, and now she is
running amok. I am duty-bound to stop her.
There's word that Claude has developed a rather
interesting stratagem to capture the fortress.
You know Fort Merceus's nickname, I assume.
The Stubborn Old General?
But there must be one or two gaps in its defenses...
Fort Merceus is next, huh? Ah, the memories.
It's a huge stronghold in my father's domain. The
town's completely surrounded by high walls.
I used to run around there when I was a kid...
Way back when a fortress was just a playground for
me. Yeah, those were the days.
It's always so peaceful coming back here. But it's
hard to relax knowing we have to go out on another
expedition again so soon.
And assaulting that huge keep? That sounds hard.
Oh, really hard! Don't you think it'll be hard?!
I knew you'd think so! I knew you— Ow! Oh, ow.
Can't believe I tried to hug you through the door...
Of course you'd say that! Why'd I even ask?!
So many people died in the battle at Gronder...
And here we are, preparing for the next battle, as if
nothing happened the day before.
It's almost easier to think about war as theater,
with the stage an entire continent.
Something like that. If an accident happens on stage,
the next day's performance must be unaffected.
Even if an accident happens on stage, the next day
you have to sing as though nothing happened.
Everyone just pretends like everything is fine...
focusing on their role in the play.
I have excitement in my heart for secret tactics!
I enjoy attacks that are surprising.
Yes. Hunting is doing surprise attacks on prey.
Surprise attacks are safe with friends. Fewer injuries.
My relationship with the boar prince began even
before I was born.
He was always by my side. You might even say that,
at one time, we were best friends.
I couldn't fathom the depth of his hatred for the
Empire. So much anguish.
Could I have saved him? Could I have stopped him?
I've heard Dedue's passed on. Just like His Highness.
That's true. I did hear that his body was never found.
You're right. I don't think anyone's found his body,
so I guess he might still be out there.
That's what I've heard, but no one's found his body.
If, somehow, he's still alive...I hope we'll meet again.
Ya know, Professor, laying siege to a keep is like
asking a girl out on a date.
First, you get past her defenses...then you make
Trust me, I know what I'm talking about. I'm a
seasoned veteran at this kind of thing.
Girls, I mean. I've never actually, you know,
captured any keeps...
Ha! I knew you'd get it, Professor.
Anyway, you know more about tactics than me, so I
don't know why I'm offering you advice.
Oh, Goddess, hear my prayer. Please bless the
deceased with peace everlasting...
And may his soul rest in tranquility.
You know, I used to see him praying quite often
when I would come to the cathedral at night.
I wonder who it was he prayed for back then...
After the battle at Gronder, some people claim they
saw my father.
They said he walked off the battlefield clutching...
His Highness's dead body...
So long as Father's alive, I don't need anything else.
I just... I hope to see him again one day...
Among our prisoners of war, there were quite a few
people who served His Highness.
One of them stated that the Empire was involved
with the Tragedy of Duscur.
If this is true, His Highness's motives seem clear.
I can't help but feel that perhaps I should have
been fighting by his side...
Because...I, too, lost someone to that tragedy—
the most important person in my world.
No. Not anymore. I am where I belong.
Those of us still on this plane of existence will carry
the torch. The inhumane actions of the Empire must
not be repeated.
Fort Merceus is old and strong. Its reputation for
durability is equal to that of Arianrhod.
Are we really going to leave this to Claude? With a
plan concocted by Hilda, of all people?
I thought you might be, with how secretively that
man devises his schemes.
I would like to, but I am always troubled by how
secretively that man devises his schemes.
Let us hope the end result is not too outlandish.
You know when you work your muscles and they
start screaming? That means you gotta be nice
If your muscles are hungry, you gotta feed them, and
let them rest when they're tired.
Whaddya mean, "how"? You just gotta eat and sleep!
It's pretty obvious...
Of course! If my muscles hurt, then I hurt. If they're
hungry, well then I'm hungry too!
What's with the confused face, Professor? You look
like you don't get a word I'm saying!
The battle at Gronder Field was gruesome, wasn't it?
But perhaps it's irresponsible to look away—to close
our eyes to the horrors of war.
Thank you. But I think I do actually.
As survivors, we must ensure that all these lives were
not lost in vain. We must see the tragic foundations
upon which we'll build our future.
May an age of peace rise from the ashes, so that all
this sacrifice means something.
As I suspected, they seem to be supporting the
Imperial army now.
Though I don't quite know who "they" are yet...
Nor do I know what tricks they'll use against us next.
We can't afford to let our guard down...
I never used to care whether I lived or died...
But after seeing so much death firsthand, I now
realize how precious life truly is.
I'm ashamed of how arrogant I was to think that
death could mean so little...
I wonder how far we can get with this plan. Dressing
up like Imperial soldiers to sneak in.
Claude said it could use some refinement. Any ideas?
Dress me as Edelgard?! But we look nothing alike!
Claude, dressed as a woman? I don't understand
what the point of that would be.
On second thought, let's just stick to the plan as
originally conceived. That seems safer.
Claude takes care of the strategy, you direct the
troops, and the rest of us focus on the fighting.
As long as the system keeps working, we can win any
battle, no matter the odds.
That's what everyone's saying anyway. Hope you
can keep up with our expectations, Professor.
Fort Merceus is a keep that was constructed to
defend the Imperial Capital, Enbarr.
We cannot enter the capital without first capturing
that fort. But once we have it, the city should be
almost entirely at our mercy.
Whatever strategy you have in mind, I have faith that
it will lead to victory.
Standing face to face with those whom I went to
school with. On the field of battle...
How inhuman war is—how horrifying. My heart
It is my hope that this war marks the end of such
Fort Merceus is the Empire's single most fortified
military installation. Utterly impregnable, they say.
I wonder, do you happen to know the nickname
given to Fort Merceus?
No, I'm afraid that name refers to the Fortress City
That one is a fortress that stands at Fódlan's Throat.
Indeed! A very good answer, but of course you'd
Seems Fódlans give everyone and everything a
nickname. Why, you were called the Ashen Demon!
Myself, I have been called the Father of Crestology,
which is a nickname as well as a title, I suppose...
Each step closer to Enbarr, I'm reminded of another
part of my past.
Riches and poverty, glory and failure, that city has
it all! And if I'm honest...sometimes I miss it.
That's how the past works though, isn't it? It's always
a different story than what you really lived.
Hilda's quite a tactician! Disguising ourselves as
enemy soldiers to sneak in, undetected. A stroke
With this strategy, we can really snatch victory from
the jaws of...deceit!
Yes... With you leading our fighters, I've no doubt
the Empire will suffer an embarrassing deceit. Get it?
Ah, rats! You've seen through my cunning punning!
I hardly recognize everyone... Their faces have
changed so much. More experience in the eyes,
and more pain.
I'm glad that they're stronger, but I hate to think
they've all become hardened killers.
Look after them, OK? Try to keep 'em on the
Please tell Claude not to give us any more
I've reached out through all of my channels, but
there are limits to these things.
I'll have to recruit an entire town's worth of people if
I ever plan on making enough Imperial uniforms.
Guess what I noticed. I can see further than most
other people can see.
But I can't figure the point of seeing further than an
arrow can fly, since I can't shoot what I see.
I suppose I could see a whole horde of enemies
coming and run away. That's kinda useful, at least.
Yeah, I suppose it could be real useful for finding
Lady Rhea too.
Thanks, Professor. I think I get it now. I'm gonna
put my eyes to real good use.
Ah, Professor. I have a question for you... Have you
heard of the Death Knight?
I'm referring to that Imperial general who has been
operating under that moniker.
Well now...I don't know very much myself. Only
that he's caused a great deal of havoc in the west.
Nothing is certain yet, but I get the feeling we'll have
to face him soon enough.
Greetings, Professor! Nothing to report!
Is it true that we'll be assaulting Fort Merceus next?
That doesn't sound like the brightest idea...
I've heard that it's built to withstand an attack from
even the largest of armies!
Not to tell you how to do your job, but don't do it!
I'm not ready to say my final good-byes to everyone...
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
Doesn't matter how sturdy the keep, if the
commander defending it is incompetent,
it can fall as easy as anything.
That's what they say, at least. I wonder if that applies
to Fort Merceus...
All I know is if I was the emperor, I'd never in a
million years assign an incompetent commander
to a fort as important as that one!
I've come to deliver vegetables we harvested
in the village to the monastery's dining hall.
Because of the season, I couldn't really pick
that much, but I wanted to help you guys out,
even just a little bit.
We're busily planting seeds, so when things start
to grow, I'll be back.
Some say they saw Gilbert, who used to serve in
the Knights of Seiros, at Gronder.
Apparently, he was originally a knight of the
Kingdom who served Prince Dimitri.
He was an exceptional knight. I wish I could have
fought by his side...
Hey, there! We merchants of the Alliance territories
were excited to hear of your victory in the last battle.
We don't much like the prospect of doing business
under the heel of the Empire.
The Alliance is what we know and love, but more
than that, it's low on regulations, which is great
Please keep up the good work, Professor!
The merchants of the world are on your side!
The fish in this pond get fed every day,
so they're swimming all lazy and serene...
But the only reason they're kept here is so that they
can one day be used for food.
But the fish don't know that, so they just swim
It's a bit of a miserable thought, but aren't soldiers
much the same?
I've come here after getting chased out of the
Empire. There's no place for our kind there
But there are still many inside Empire territory
who haven't abandoned their faith in the
Church of Seiros.
I pray that one day we'll get the chance to rebuild
the church within the Empire...
After that great battle earlier, the balance of power
in Fódlan has shifted greatly...
To get revenge for all our fallen friends, we'll have to
stake our lives on the fight that lies before us.
Edelgard, Dimitri, and our own Claude...
All the house leaders from way back when
assembled again at Gronder.
I wonder what their thoughts were as they headed
out to the battlefield...
If the Empire rallies its forces and attacks Garreg
Mach, I'm not so sure Abyss will be OK...
If we're not careful, it'll end up buried in rubble.
Like I said, only if we're not careful. If it comes down
to it, I'll protect this place till my dying breath.
Heh heh... Ever the valiant one. But nobody ever
knows how a war will turn out. That's part of the
deal, you know?
Maybe I'm being paranoid, but I want to ensure
there is still a refuge for people to escape to.
I hear Hilda proposed a genius plan. That right?
Heh, we've got a little strategist on our hands.
Not too long ago, she was just a tiny girl who
couldn't do a thing on her own. Now look at her.
She's the fiercest of the fierce.
I wonder what Holst would say if he saw her now.
I bet he'd be proud...just like me.
It's not that I don't sympathize with Lady Edelgard's
goals, mind you.
But perhaps not to the point of shedding blood for
I must keep her example in mind as I chart
a new path.
Of course. But I've gone down a different road.
Peace in Fódlan and a restored House Nuvelle
shall be my guiding star as I blaze my own trail!
People have always fought, I guess. Bandits and
nobles clashing over territory. Things like that.
So before the war, when folks talked about how
peaceful everything was, I thought, "What continent
are you living on?"
I get it now. A few isolated skirmishes here and there
are nothing compared to a full-blown war.
The one truly peaceful place I've known was the
village where I grew up.
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.
A class reunion on the battlefield? That's...bleak.
That must have been so hard on everyone.
You gotta keep looking after them all. I mean,
they still look to you for guidance, you know?
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.
I hear there was a huge battle recently. Glad to see
you made it back safe and sound.
Maybe there's life after death, or maybe that's just a
bunch of pretty words. Either way, we should live
like our time here is all we've got.
Got a wager for ya. My friend says there's twice as
many women in Abyss as men. You think he's right?
Good eye. You win. Here, have a little something.
No way. You got eyes? Take a look around.
I hear there was a pretty spectacular battle up there
recently, but we don't hear a lot about that stuff.
There was a lot of talk when it first started, but five
years on... It's just a fact of life.
What? There have been lots of battles on the surface
recently? I hadn't heard! See what I mean?!
Please, you can't tell anyone you saw me here.
I'm in hiding from the army.
I couldn't stand the war. The violence. I had to get
away... But now that I've deserted, I can't go home.
Justice, ambition—what does any of that matter if
you're dead? I just want to live. Is that so wrong?
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.