"Grandma', you are fine! That's exactly what I thought!" "We've been uneasy for you, Ryel. Well, this is a thing you left behind."

"Heh..., you are alive, it seems, old Domiel?" "Most of the people of Rymstick had foreseen the danger and escaped."

"You must think what saved you was the grace of...Mm?" "Ryel, what's your clothing?" "Oh, I was given this by Mr.Taston."

"Well, that old man looks a bad but really is a dimwit." "Wh-"

"My teacher!!"

"Your archbishop of Rymstick. W-What a..." "What?" "You said 'your archbishop'?"
DING DING DONG "What's happening?"

"The monsters of Dar'c Gadin have come! The border was violated..." "Damn, everywhere I go, It's Gadin!" "The commander is Sir Leycsworll, who was a senior statesman and had supported Xanadu from darkness."

"Don't upset! Visec, draft soldiers. And you must take refuge on the outskirts of the city." "Tsst! How loud you are! Stop directing me!"